this is probably the most unhinged thing I have ever done and I have done some pretty unhinged things lately so that is saying something. there is this guy I have been seeing on the side for about two months now, he has a girlfriend, they have been together for like two years, he calls me over whenever she is at work or away for the weekend and we go absolutely feral until I have to leave before she gets back, and over the past few weeks I could tell something was shifting with him, like he kept bringing her up in this tired way, saying he was done, saying it was not working, saying he just needed to end it. I mostly just nodded and kept doing what I was doing because it was not really my business and I did not fully believe him. and then last week it happened. I was on my knees with his cock in my mouth when her name lit up his screen and he told me to stay quiet and picked up, and I could hear her from all the way down there, she was LOUD, like something had clearly happened and
I'd been home for three weeks, and I was losing my goddamn mind. Not because of the small-town boredom that crept into my bones every time I visited. Not because my mom kept asking about my grades, her eyes filled with that hopeful, expectant look that made me want to scream. It was him. It was always him. Liam walked through the kitchen in nothing but gray sweatpants, his hair still wet from the shower, and I forgot how to breathe. Water droplets trailed down his chest, catching in the light dusting of hair that led from his navel down into that elastic waistband. He didn't even look at me as he reached for the coffee pot, his back muscles shifting with the movement. "Morning, squirt." Squirt. I was nineteen years old. I had a C-cup and an ass that made guys on campus walk into doors, their eyes practically glued to me as I passed. But to him, I was still the annoying little stepsister who showed up two years ago with too much luggage and too many questions about everything. "Mo
I need to get this out because I have been sitting with it for two months and reading everyone else's posts on here finally pushed me over the edge lol. My roommate is twenty six, she moved in with me about two months ago through a mutual friend situation, I had the spare room after my last roommate moved out and she needed somewhere affordable while she saved money after coming back to the city, and I said yes because I had met her a couple of times before and she seemed cool and I needed help with the rent, and that was supposed to be a straightforward practical decision and it has not been that at all She is a really great roommate, clean and considerate and always pays on time, and we have gotten really close really fast which I was not expecting but which has been one of the best things about this past year, except for the part where I am now completely insane about her and do not know what to do with that information. She is very open about sex, like very open, more than anyo
This happened a while back and I still think about it more than I probably should, it started on a dating app which is already funny because I had seen these two around the neighborhood for months, we would wave at each other at the mailbox or end up at the same backyard thing and make small talk, perfectly nice people, never thought about it beyond that, and then I matched with them as a couple looking for a third and I just started laughing because of course it was them. We did a video call first because I am not an idiot and I wanted to make sure this was actually both of them and not just him doing something weird, and it was both of them, and they were both so much more attractive up close than they had been in passing, and she spent the whole call basically seducing me with her eyes and telling me how badly she wanted me there and by the end of it I had already decided I was going, I just hadn't said it out loud yet lol. We had tea first, talked through what everyone was comfor
My best friend Sadie had been talking about this guy for a week. He was quiet, awkward and sat near the front in their shared lecture and actually took notes because he cared about his grades. They got paired on a group project and she kept talking about him, finding reasons to bring him up, how he blushed when she leaned over his laptop, how he stammered when she asked if he wanted to review outside of class, and how he looked at her mouth when he thought she wouldn’t notice. I told her she should stop being subtle and just invite him over. She texted me that same afternoon. *He’s coming over at 8, using the project as an excuse. You’re free, right?* I was free. I showed up at her apartment a little after seven-thirty wearing a thin white tank top and short gray shorts. The tank was light enough that the shape of my nipples showed if I got even a little cold. Sadie was already in a cropped shirt and sleep shorts that sat low on her hips. When Jeremy’s knock came, she shot me a brie
That is the first thing he said after he found out. His hands were still on my waist, our lips were still wet from kissing each other, and he was looking up at me from between my legs where he had just been kissing his way down my stomach. His fingers had just gotten to my underwear for the first time and that is when he felt it. Usually I am a little more proactive, but this time I guess I just got carried away a bit. "Yeah," I said. "Seriously." His name was Adrian. Met him at a rooftop party I went to with my friends. It was honestly kinda off the chains so far as parties go. There was a lot of degenerate behavior going on. We hit it off pretty quickly at the party and he is the one who approached me in the first place. I wasn't sure if he could tell that I was trans or not, but I guess I need to accept at this point that people can not in fact tell. I mean I know what I look like. Long hair, short dress, slim waist and legs, small boobs. I look like I was born as a girl. He c
I travel a lot for work, usually just a few days here and there in either North America or East Asia, with my favourite places in the world being China and Japan, so when an opportunity cropped up to spend a whole quarter in Japan I jumped on it, dropped my rental and upped sticks halfway across the world. Now I work in an industry thats heavy on broker and sales relationships, which means a whole lot of boring and not-so-boring meetings, handshakes and getting to know people that I generally only want to make money off of. Japan has been a fun if not slightly uptight version of all of this due to the amount of inter country travel I’ve needed to do either by myself or usually with a few coworkers. Most of my colleagues are older slightly chubby men, now thats not really my type so I’m going to skip over that trauma inducing image to talk about Shiori. She’s about 5’3 and slender in that kind of graceful and pretty way. To match that petite frame she has nice, perfectly proportioned
Names have been changed. This is about cheating, with one of our spouses just feet away, so if that is not your thing, I understand. My neighbor Bill and I, along with ten or so of the other neighbor guys spent Saturday night on a patio, drinking and having a good time. Bill was throwing them back fast and furious, a combo of liquor and other drinks. He was going full speed, 10/10. Now, this normally means he is going to be sleeping very heavily very soon, and his wife Amy will be ticked off at him. It also means she will be looking for me to “pacify” her. Amy is a successful executive and has a perfect little petite body. Small breasts, nice butt and a pussy that has me captured. Amy and I have been having an affair for almost four years now. Started on a Halloween night when everyone else crashed out early and left us alone together to clean up. Several years of flirting came to a head, and soon we were kissing on the patio. I picked her up and took her into their garage, where
Alright, I’m just gonna put this out there because it’s been eating me alive for weeks. I was 21. My neighbour was 18. Fucking gorgeous. Thick thighs, soft face, the kind of body that looked even better in simple home clothes. We weren’t close. Just occasional chats. We’d post a pic sometimes and drop a compliment. reply with a nice thanks. Nothing deep. But I always felt she was into me . Like she was interested a bit in something . But, I was in beginning of another long distance relationship in early stages. So that I told myself not to cross any lines. One afternoon her mother called me. Asked if I could come over and help her daughter with some university application forms on the laptop. Her mum always trusted me. Used to call me for small help around the house. I said yes and walked over. She opened the door wearing this soft, home outfit.. Tight top and a knee length skirt.. her body looked dangerous hot. Her mum was right there. Smiling. Thanking me. We all went into the ro
This happened while we were both in high school, way back in '06. Everyone in the story is 18. In fact, being that age is basically the reason this story happened at all. When I was an early teenager, I met who I thought was the love of my life. We dated for years, but she after she graduated (she was a year older than me) she left me for someone she met at college. I was bitter about it for a long time. Didn't really have an easy time getting over her. Well, one of my good friends--let's call her Clarissa--wanted to help me take my mind off the ex. Plus, once we had both turned 18 (we were about 2 months apart in age), we were given more freedom to hang out just me and her (not on "dates" or anything like that; however, my parents were strict and didn't let me hang out with girls until I was an adult and could think for myself). She was a good friend of mine, someone I didn't see "that way". After all, I was still hung up on her. So she suggested one January morning right before cla
It happened during a get together at our house. It was getting close to the end of the night, and my wife’s friend and I were having a conversation on our back deck. We’ll call her Annie. Well Annie and I were talking about tipping. When to tip, when not to tip, how much to tip, etc. I was going on about how the definition of a good tip has changed drastically in the past decade. 12% to 15% to 20% now. She listened to me intently as I droned on, maintaining eye contact and nodding her head in agreement. When I finally finished my long winded speech, she responded. “Well honestly that’s for you to worry about,” she said. “This will always be a good tip for women.” As she finished her sentence, she brought a hand up to her shirt and grabbed the fabric near her neckline. She pulled her shirt down on one side of her chest, letting one of her tits pop out into view. My eyes went wide while I followed her movements down to her chest. As soon as her tit was out, her nipple immedia
Night. The sound of the surf. Music somewhere in the distance. Liza and I walked away from the fire. The sand was still warm. There were two people nearby: Seryozha and Vlad. They brought champagne. Bitter, bubbling on the tongue. — Are you frozen? - No. - And you have goosebumps. - It's not from the cold. Liza is already kissing Seryozha. His fingers are tangled in her hair, wet from the bath. Vlad looks at me. For a long time. I take a sip straight from the bottle. I hand it to him. His lips are on the same glass as mine. — Do you want to take a swim? - I'm not wearing a swimsuit. - So much the better. We run to the water. The waves lick our feet. He catches up with me, already waist-deep in the sea. The water is warm, almost hot after the afternoon sun. His hands slide along my waist underwater. — You can't see anything here. - Do you want to see something? — I want to touch it. A palm falls on a chest. The nipples instantly harden. Not from the cold. Salt water on th
Redditor Recognized Me On a Cruise Last month I was on an MSC cruise with my hubby. We had a Yacht Club cabin. (Btw, it is amazing!) We always try to make some naughty videos and pics when we travel. So on the second day, we went out to the Yacht Club pool early. No one was around so we went one of the hot tubs that was empty and got a few naughty pics. Tits, pussy—you know the drill. We were laying on a lounger by the pool and hubby posted the pics because we were doing a series. Day 1, Day2, etc. Within a couple of minutes I get a DM on Reddit asking me if I was on the ship, at the pool. A few DMs back and forth confirmed the Redditor and I were on the same ship at the same pool and he definitely recognized me. He knew what bikini I was wearing and what I was drinking, etc. Now, I still had no idea who this guy was. I was concerned because 1. He might be a creep; and 2. I was not advertising my online activities! I’ve never had a fan recognize me IRL before. I mean what a
So , I got invited out for a girls night for dinner and some drinks at a nice local restaurant/bar. Told my husband we were going out and I would be back a little late but nothing to crazy as we were not going to the club or anyhting. We all got to the restaurant and sat at a high table around the bar , it was summer time and I was wearing a yellow flower dress with no panties on under as I don't ever wear panties . This goes back a long time but I just find them very uncomfortable. So anyways as we were sitting there my friend notices a guy over at another table she thinks she knows and walks over and they talk for a bit and when she comes back she's like he likes you . Not 2 min later he comes over and stands next to me at my high chair and instantly pulls his dick out and says "I wanted to show you what you do to me" then slaps the biggest dick on I had ever seen onto my knee . I was shocked but it looked so good I just started rubbing it and looked up at him and said " you should
When Yulia told me she'd invited my boss to dinner, I didn't understand the implication at first. I figured my wife was trying to give me a career boost, feed him some homemade food, and win him over. I wasn't opposed. Viktor Sergeyevich, my direct supervisor for the past five years, is a generally decent guy. He's in his early fifties, with a hint of gray hair, a trim figure, and always smells nice. He's a widower. Yulia cooked all day. She twirled around the kitchen in a short robe, and a couple of times I caught myself staring at her bare thighs as she reached for spices on the top shelf. I also noticed something else: she had put on her robe without underwear. Her pussy, still untouched by the razor but already neatly trimmed, flashed with every careless movement. I slapped her on the ass, laughed, and said something about a horny housewife. She smiled, but it was a bit too mysterious. "Maybe I should walk around like this in front of the boss too?" s
A few years ago me (25) and my girlfriend Stephanie (24) had some friends get married in another city. It was close enough to drive, which was lucky because we were broke. It wasn't close enough to drive back that night, which was also lucky, but seemed unlucky at the time. The bride was one of Stephanie's friends, so most of the people we knew were other women in their friend group. To save money Steph asked me if I would be willing to share a hotel room with some of them, so I said yes and didn't think anything else about it until we checked in for the weekend. We happened to arrive at the same time as the others, so standing at the check-in counter was where I found out that we were sharing a room with two queen beds with four other women. Apparently no one else's boyfriends had wanted to come. Maybe this sounds hot, but at the time I was annoyed. Having to have a third person in the bed was a virtual guarantee that I would be on the outside with Stephanie in the middle, with no
This happened a couple weeks ago and I just can’t stop thinking about it and have to get it out. This is what happened and not some 20 paragraph AI story… One night, me and my wife were hanging out with my wife’s friend and wife’s sister. For context, her friend is married and her sister is kind of in a relationship. We were playing games, watching tv and having a drink or two, nothing crazy. I could kind of feel that like sexual tension in the air like I’m getting some after they go home. Nothing sexual was being talked about or anything, it was just that feel good vibe. As we’re playing games, my wife’s friend out of nowhere tells my wife she dares her to give me head right then and there. My wife of course giggles but says no thanks. Again, her friend calls her a party pooper and wants her to let herself go for the moment (she’s pretty reserved.) My wife and I are both sitting there on the couch and she says “you know what? Fuck it!” She gets on her knees in front of me, pulls d
This evening takes place during the summer after my freshman year of college. This was the first time I found myself in a situation like it and I quickly discovered I love taking things that are not mine. I have removed all names, everything else is accurate to my memory except for a few conversational details. I (19M) was laying in bed late one night in my one bedroom apartment trying to sleep when my phone rings. No one calls me, especially this late. I immediately sit up and see who it is. I check their name but there isn’t one. Whoever is calling, I don’t have them in my contacts. I silence the call and lay back down, trying to sleep again. My phone rings again and I start to think it might actually be important. I pick up my phone again and answer with a sleepy, “Hello?” “Please help me,” in a trembling female voice is all I hear before whoever it is starts bawling. As you can imagine, hearing that randomly late at night freaked the hell out of me. I sat straight up in bed and
Back when I was in college one of the first people I met was this girl named Abby, we met during orientation and hit it off extremely well, but I came into college with a girlfriend so nothing happened. Over time I can realize that is definitely for the best as we have stayed close to this day and throughout all of college I wasn't closer with anyone. Abby had an extremely close friend Carmen who went to school a few states over, and I had briefly met as we converged to help Abby get over a breakup, but other than that I only heard about her in stories. Flash forward to the summer before my senior year, I was finally single after being in a relationship throughout all of college, and Abby says we should take a road trip to go to a concert with Carmen right before school starts back up. I am not a big concert person, but I love spending time with Abby so I agree to drive (I have a car) and spend the weekend away. At this point I think truly nothing of it, just excited to get away fo
I’ll start by saying, my wife has never been shy about the fact she’d fuck a chick. Like ever. If she ever caught me looking at another woman her response would usually be “I’d fuck her too” She could probably fuck most of them too. 42 years old with the body of a 25 year old girl. Beautiful blonde hair, and hand crafted tits if you know what I mean. On night on a random Tuesday in, she got a text from her best friend Allie in total crisis mode. Something about being stood up on a tinder date. Naturally my girlfriend told her to get her ass over here and get some company. Allie was a good looking chick for 35. She was 5’7, tan and thin with wavy dirty blonde hair and bangs. She showed up dressed for a tinder date. A tight snake skin leather mini skirt, and a black tank top giving any straight guy something to think about in the shower. Her tan things seemly never ending until they reached the short hem of her glistening skirt. She came in and immediately they set off to finish