Okay this is gonna sound bad but I swear I didn't plan any of it. My sister Sarah (23F) has been dating this guy Mark (24M) for like two years. I've always thought he was hot but like in that "off limits" way you know? Tall, broad shoulders, kinda messy brown hair, and he has this deep voice that just does something to me. Anyway last month Sarah asked me to house sit while she went to visit our mom for the weekend. She said Mark might stop by to grab some of his stuff but whatever no big deal. I said yes because free house right? Friday night I'm just chilling in one of Sarah's oversized t-shirts and nothing else because it was hot as balls. I was watching TV on their big comfy couch, eating popcorn, being lazy. I hear the front door unlock around 10pm. My heart just stopped. It was Mark. He didn't know I was there. He walked right into the living room completely naked. Like full on balls out naked. He had just come from the gym and said he thought the house was empty so he was go
Obviously I didn’t plan it like that, it just kind of happened. For anyone who doesn’t know, the heat in the UK over the last few days has been INSANE, and so a couple of days ago I was hanging out in my garden with my friend’s Mark and Dave. The idea was that they were supposed to be helping me tidy the back yard before our weekly gaming session, but after a small amount of token weed-pulling, we were all bored and tired and sweaty, so we ended up lazing around and doing not much of much. Dave and Mark were both on their laptops at the table, taking refuge from the sun beneath the patio umbrella, whereas I was lying on a blanket on the grass in my new sundress, my skin bronzed already and absolutely dripping with sweat. "They completely ruined stealth builds with this update,” Mark said, staring at his laptop reading the patch notes of some game I wasn’t familiar with. “Every enemy has an absurd detection radius now.” “Sucks to suck,” Dave replied, not really listening either, ty
Life can surprise you sometimes. Then, it can hit you with some shit you never saw coming. My name is David and I am a married, mid-50-year-old. I love my wife, but life decided that our bedroom time ended when the wife went the "The Change". I took it really hard. Depression and dark thoughts were my constant companions during that first year after our sex life ended. Eventually, the wife got tired of watching me mope around the house every evening during the week and every weekend. So, she sat me down and told me that she understood that her menopause had hurt us and that she did not want to see me hurting anymore. I thought she was going to ask for a divorce. However, she surprised the shit out of me and told me that if I still wanted and needed sex, that I could go out and get it. She did set two ground rules. One, it could not be anyone we knew or that ran in our friends' group. And two, she never, ever wanted to know anything about it. I wasn't sure if she was being serious at
This story happened twenty years ago, when I was 20 and home from college for the summer. My younger sister, Jane, who was 18 at the time, had been dating a local guy named Matt for a few months. I’d gone to school with him, but I barely knew him until he started seeing her. Matt was tall, athletic, dark-haired, and effortlessly handsome — the kind of guy who naturally drew attention. To be honest, Jane was stunning. She had the kind of beauty people openly talked about: tall, long-legged, perfectly proportioned, with gorgeous features and flowing dark hair. She was also an exceptional athlete, especially in gymnastics, and would later earn a prestigious scholarship because of it. I was attractive too, just in a different way. I was shorter, with a tight ass and beautiful perky boobs and a pretty face. But next to Jane, I often felt invisible. At family events, everyone would gush about how beautiful she was, while I rarely received the same attention. It could be frustrating and hur
About ten years ago I worked in an office of a quite big delivery company for a few years. One day I accidentally showed a picture of my cock in full erection to my closest female coworker. She was married, mother of one. I was showing her some work related screenshots from my own phone. And I didn't remember, that after those screenshots, was pic of my rock hard cock and after that pic of me fucking a girl in her ass. Close up pic, but recognizable because of my tattoos My phone was on her hand she was scrolling those screenshots and reading the text, she swiped the screen and the expression on her face changed. She was staring at the screen with her mouth open. I realized what happened. I got in panic and reached to swipe back. Wrong way of course, now she was looking at my big cock in some girl's asshole. She just held the phone and stared. I was so embarrassed. After a while she gave my phone back and continued talking about those work related screenshots. Something definite
So I’m m (27) and my partner is f (26), we’ve been dating for about a year and I’ve been slowly getting to know her family. Especially her identical twin. We often have family get togethers during the weekend. I still can’t believe that happened honestly. We were all drunk at my girlfriend’s parents’ place after this family get together and I went upstairs completely convinced I was walking into my girlfriend’s room. Her and her twin literally have identical rooms side by side, same dim lamp, same blankets, same layout. They’re one of those minimal ikea families. So I walk in half asleep, get into bed behind her and immediately wrap my arm around her waist. She was wearing one of those oversized sleep shirts and I remember just instinctively pulling her closer into me and kissing her neck a little. And she didn’t stop me. She absolutely knew it was me from the second I touched her. I only realized when she turned around and I properly saw her face. I remember whispering “hol
I was on my stomach on a towel in a black bikini with my top untied because I hate tan lines, half reading something on my phone, half just listening to everyone talk. The bikini bottoms were doing what bikini bottoms do on a figure like mine, which is not much, and I was aware of that in the comfortable way you get when you've made your peace with having a lot of ass. Caleb was down at the water with a couple of the guys throwing a football around in the surf. I was not paying attention to this. I was definitely not watching him come back up the beach shaking water out of his hair, board shorts low on his hips, stomach flat, shoulders broader than I remembered from the last time I'd seen him. Looking like that. He dropped onto the towel next to mine and stole a chip from the bag by my elbow. I was still on my stomach, top untied, and when I shifted to look at him I felt the sides of it fall away and had to press back down quickly. He was very politely looking at my face when I glanc
Château de Valmont, hidden in the dense vineyards of the Loire, was transformed every April into a temple for the most discerning collectors. The stone vaults of the main hall trembled with hushed voices, and the air was thick with the aroma of aged Cabernet, old oak, and expensive tobacco. I, a twenty-four-year-old sommelier, was working at this private auction for only my second time. My task was simple and honorable: introduce the lots, describe the terroir, pour into glasses, and ensure that not a drop was wasted. None of the guests noticed how I nervously twitched my fingers behind my back as the price of yet another bottle of 1947 soared. The auction proceeded as usual—the gavel banged, the glasses clinked, and I stood at the long table with decanters, smiling and nodding. No one suspected that below me, two floors down, in the ancient wine cellar, a completely different game was already underway. After the last lot, as guests began to disperse to the terrace with cigars, the
The pool is a special aquarium in the evenings. By evening, the water is as smooth as glass, the lights are dimmed, and only the steady hum of the pumps breaks the silence. My group of adults had left about twenty minutes ago, and I was about to close the door when she appeared on the edge. Marina. The only one of them all wearing a tailored swimsuit, but it fit so well that every man on the path instinctively held his breath as she emerged from the water. She was in her early thirties, with a ring on her finger and a son whom she sometimes brought along. She was married, happy, and fit. Judging by the occasional exchange, everything was going well with her husband: a comfortable house, a mortgage, and a vacation in Turkey. But there was something else about her. A kind of hungry pucker at the corner of her mouth when she thought no one was watching. The way she lingered after practice, swimming closer than necessary when I explained stroke technique. That evening she asked me to he
In college I volunteered at a Christian summer camp with a few other college-aged people. They called us sponsors like it was AA. A buddy of mine, Zack, was volunteering and said I should come along because the camp was in a cool place with spots to hike, swim and there was a plaza with a couple stores where a lot of girls our age hung out. We had an orientation meeting for all the sponsors at the camp that everyone had to attend. I found Zack when I got to the meeting place and he saw a few people he knew that were also volunteering and said we should go join them. We walked over and the group had two more guys I vaguely knew through Zack and three girls I never met. The first one I met was a blonde named Sam, then a brunette named Kylie and lastly another brunette named Lori. I felt bad when I met Lori because Kylie had my full attention from the beginning and I don’t know if I even told Lori my name. Kylie had an emo type of vibe. Not like crazy, full on Hot Topic, but she wore a
Back in college I was always meeting new people, whether it was in classes or hanging out on campus. I had a friend named Jenny I’d met playing volleyball by her dorm on campus. She had a break in classes the same time as me and we'd often hang out in the university center to get lunch or do homework until our next classes. Jenny was in a sorority and it was pretty common for us to see her sisters while we were hanging out and I’d met a few of them and they were always pretty nice. Vanessa was not. Vanessa was a brunette with dyed hair making it very dark red. She was about 5’5”, tan and buxom. We met and she was very curt when she spoke to me, but very open with Jenny. I chalked it up to her not knowing me very well yet. After some time she’d still not really opened up around me much, though I tried to ask her questions and get to know her. She even outright ignored me at times. I always kept a friendly tone in contrast to her unwelcoming demeanor. I started to keep it more cordial
So, I’m currently sitting here in a daze, still trying to process the absolute insanity that just went down in my living room. I’ve always been a bit of a wild card, but today took things to a level I didn't even know existed. I’ve been living in this big house with a rotating cast of roommates for a few years now. Eventually, everyone graduated and moved on, leaving just me and this guy, Mark We’ve always had this crazy tension, and since the house was basically empty, we stopped pretending we weren't both total horn-dogs. It started with stupid stuff, dares during games or betting on who had to do the dishes. The loser usually ended up stripping or giving the other a "stress-relief" session. You know, casual roommate stuff. But we both wanted more. The problem was neither of us wanted to be the one to "make it weird" and ruin the friendship. So, naturally, we turned it into a high-stakes game. We called it the "Surrender Fund". We both put a few hundred bucks, which was mind you a
This story happened to me the summer of my fourth year at agricultural technical school. I had just turned nineteen. My major was agricultural mechanization, and I was sent for an internship at a large dairy complex near Poltava. For two months, I had to tinker with the machinery: milking machines, tractors, and feed dispensers. Every day after my shift, I was black from machine oil, dust, and straw. The workers' quarters had two showers—one for men and one for women. The men's shower was old, the pipes rusty, and the hot water only came on after the evening milking, when all the men had finished. The women's shower, however, was kept constantly heated because the milkmaids and the processing plant operators arrived at different times. I quickly realized it was easier to shower there alone before the shift ended. I always left an hour or an hour and a half before the other student interns, so no one would catch me. The shower was simple: a long room with six stalls, a co
Hello everyone! My name is Anna, and I finally decided to tell you a story that happened to me a couple of months ago. I'm 29 now, 5'6", with dark, shoulder-length hair and a C-cup bust. My husband had been working remotely for two weeks at the time, and I felt like I really needed to take a breather and be alone. We generally get along, but sometimes I just want that – to rent an apartment for a day in another neighborhood, where no one bothers me or asks when I'll be back. Just to disconnect from everything and from myself. I chose an option on Avito – a minimalist one-room apartment in a new building, with large windows and a view of the city at night. The owner wrote that it was quiet and peaceful. How wrong she was. I arrived in the evening, around nine. The apartment was exactly as pictured: white walls, minimal furniture—just a wide bed, a low sofa, a kitchen island, and huge, curtainless windows. Outside, the neon light from the sign of the neighboring bar fl
I quickly want to preface, nothing happened while I was in high school and it was all consensual. BTW I'm calling my teacher Mary, which isn't her real name for obvious reasons. Anyway when I was 15 I had a huge crush on my food tech teacher. She was this beautiful woman, around 5'9 with long brunette hair and obviously big breasts (soemthing that clearly caught my attention). As I said nothing happened in high school but I thought she was absolutely gorgeous and would take a cheaky glance whenever I could. I was one of the only lads in this class and was sat on a table full of girls so she would regularly talk to me (as I wouldn't really talk to anyone else) and was very sweet to me. She had children who were fans of Star Wars, Marvel and Stranger Things so we would often talk about that. When I left high school she gave me a hug and said "she'd miss me". Fast forward 2 years, I go to college and take a media course, made lots of mates and we often went out drinking. Since I'm not
The next morning we were woken up by my aunt Lisa calling down the inside staircase to the basement. “Hey! Breakfast!” She shouted. Annie my step sister, Becky my cousin and I, all woke up. We each felt fuzzy, confused, hungover and awkward from the previous night's events. None of us said a word. We just took turns using the bathroom and headed upstairs. We ate breakfast with our parent’s at the kitchen table. “So, what did you guy's do last night?” My mom, Amy asked. “Oh, just took a walk by the lake, then hung out in the hot tub for a little bit before bed. Nothing crazy.” Becky lied. Annie and I just nodded in agreement. “Good, well the plan today is to hangout by the lake, then later us adults are going out for dinner. After dinner, we're seeing a comedy show. Becky, you can join if you'd like but unfortunately Annie and Jake aren’t old enough to get in.” My aunt said. Becky thought for a moment and replied to her mother, “It's okay, I'll hang back and spend some more tim
Mikhail quietly opened the door to his new apartment and paused on the threshold. The newly occupied building still smelled of fresh paint and cardboard from boxes. He'd returned from "work" two hours earlier than he'd promised—he wanted to surprise Marina. Six days without her, six days of business travel, and now he was practically burning with desire. He heard voices in the depths of the apartment and a heavy thud—apparently, the very same enormous bed they'd ordered the day before had finally arrived. Perfect. He crept down the hallway, quickly shed his suit in the entryway, threw on an old dressing gown hanging on a hook, and slipped silently into the next room—the one with the tall, half-assembled wardrobe. He climbed behind it, pressed himself against the wall, and held his breath. A crack between the panels offered a perfect view of the bedroom. Marina emerged from the bathroom wearing her short black silk robe—the very one he'd given her for their an
I’ve owned a sports therapy center for about 10 years. Before that I jumped around but I really am good at what I do. One of my neighbors is one of those weekend warriors who insisted that all his kids play sports. His youngest daughter (20) runs at a local college and out of all his kids she’s the best athlete by far. He's come in and seen me a few times over the years from his own personal sports injuries. A few weeks ago his daughter was injured and hasn’t been able to run. He asked if I could help and of course I could. I’ve seen her on her runs… there are trails by our houses. She’s caught my eye a few times. We say hello but nothing more. But when she came in a couple of weeks ago, it’s like we have always known each other for years. She’s very sweet and friendly. The first time I worked on her omfg. Her legs felt so good. I couldn’t help letting my mind wander. And then we went into the pool for a light work out, I don’t think she understood what the plan was, her bathing s
ok so this happened last weekend and i still can't believe i actually did it but also i'd absolutely do it again without hesitation my fwb and i went to this outdoor movie night thing at a park where they set up a big screen on the grass and everyone brings blankets and sits together and it was packed like probably a hundred people or something and we set up toward the back corner because we got there late it was already dark when the movie started and we had this big blanket spread out and another one over us because it was kind of chilly and at first we were actually watching the movie and being normal but then he put his hand on my thigh under the blanket and just left it there and i was wearing this thin little sundress of course with no panties on underneath because i'm me and i make bad decisions on purpose and his hand just slowly crept higher and higher and my breath started getting shaky and i looked around and the closest people were maybe six feet away on their own blanke
“Hey, we’re hiking up to that lake you did yesterday—you wanna’ come?” the RA said, ducking his head into my tent. I was still in my oversized REI sleeping bag, reclining, with my knees up, creating a kind of second tent. “Naw, man, I’m good. Pretty tired from yesterday.” I yawned performatively, wiping sleep from my eyes. “I’m gonna’ try and catch some more shut eye.” “Sure. Oh, hey, have you seen Diana? Leslie and Ellen are looking for her.” “Not since we all turned in last night. Maybe she’s showering back at the station?” “Yeah, maybe. If you see her, let her know, I guess. Take it easy.” The RA ducked out of my tent and I waited till I heard him walk off before glancing down into my sleeping back where Diana lay, face buried between my legs and fully impaled on my cock, drool dripping out of her sloppy lips. “Did you tell anyone where you were going last night?” Slurping with obvious satisfaction, she slid my cock out of her mouth, and let it rest against her cheek, snugglin