Long but worth it. A little about me. I’m 32, male (obviously if you read the title). Physically I’m quite large. I’m every bit of 6’6, pretty well built at about 260 lbs. Big beard, big hands, big everything if I’m being honest. I’m subcontracted by a very large box store that sells home renovation materials. My job is to visit customers homes and conduct site surveys. Basically I verify measurements, materials, scope of labor for the installation crews, etc. Okay now you have context, let’s get into it. I’m headed to a customers home on Friday, the name listed was a male name. I approach the front door as I always do. Walk up, ring the doorbell, and wait. After about 30 seconds, the door cracks open and in the dark I hear a voice slur out the words “Are you here to measure my hard wood?” I’m a very outgoing person and can handle all sorts of people, so without thinking I respond “Yes ma’am you got it!” I hear a laugh and the door opens all the way. Standing there is a short, th
Her confident gait, long, slender legs in black stilettos, and stunning C-cup breasts, swaying beneath her thin white blouse, instantly captured the attention of every man in the Domodedovo Airport waiting room. And most importantly, this goddess was walking straight toward me. I felt envious glances piercing my back: Nikolai, the project's chief engineer, and suddenly such a beauty was flying with him on a business trip to Kaliningrad. When I was told I was flying to Kaliningrad to secure approvals for a new residential complex with Anastasia, our company's marketing director, I nearly jumped. She was 29 years old, unmarried, but every guy in the office had been drooling over her for a year, dreaming of seeing her naked just once. They said she was a former model, but she was a brainwasher better than any analyst. For me, it was like winning the lottery: two weeks in Kaliningrad with her alone. Anastasia came up, smiled dazzlingly and extended her hand: — Hi, Kolya. Ready f
The next morning things were actually very normal at breakfast, not sure he noticed what I did in the bathroom and he didn’t bring up getting himself off. That honestly kind of annoyed me so I asked straight up, in a jokey way, something like “pipes clean now?” He didn’t even stop chewing, just let out this half-grinned laugh and nodded his head proudly. His face did get red though which was kind of cute. I didn’t want to put him on the spot so I just said “proud of you” and we carried on BUT The next day we were googling for spots to eat dinner when I saw a “hey sexy” message from some pop up on his phone from a girl I hadn’t heard about. I teased him about it and pestered until he told me about her. (Best of my knowledge verbatim from here on out): “Ooooh \[name\]??” “Haha, yeah shes cool” “Well who is she??” (I can be kind of annoying lol) “We met on hinge, we got drinks a couple time before I left and it went well but I think she just wants to smash” he told me, sort of laug
This morning I was on a super crowded train during rush hour. The carriage was completely packed, bodies pressed together, barely any room to move. There was a guy standing right behind me. Probably mid-30s. His girlfriend (or wife?) was squeezed in right next to him, holding onto the same pole. She was scrolling on her phone, completely oblivious. I don’t know what came over me, but I started slowly shifting my weight and pressing my ass back against him. At first it was subtle, just “accidentally” brushing against him with the movement of the train. Then I got bolder. I arched my back a little and started gently grinding my ass right against his crotch in slow, small circles. It didn’t take long. I could feel him getting hard through his pants. His cock started pressing and throbbing against my ass cheek. I kept going, pretending it was just the train moving us, but really I was deliberately rubbing my ass up and down his growing bulge. He never said a word. He just stood there b
**TRUE STORY** sooo this is from a couple months ago that still gets me wet every time i think about it. i matched with this guy on tinder who was super cute, tall, fit, total boyfriend material vibe. we texted for a few days, he was funny and sweet, but the second sex cme up he got super paranoid about condoms. **like, “i never go raw, no exceptions, stds and babies are scary” level strict. i respected it at first, but once we actually met up i knew i wanted to feel him bare and make him lose control inside me. 😈** **---** he came over to my place after drinks, still nervous about the condom thing, double-checking the box he brought like it was a life vest. we started making out on my couch, clothes coming off slow....cmy skirt hiked up, his shirt gone, hands everywhere. i could feel how hard he was through his jeans, thick and throbbing, and when i finally pulled them down his cock sprang out, perfect size, veiny, already leaking precum. i stroked him a little, teasing the
My wife is 24 years old. Slender, of average height, with long dark hair, green eyes, firm C-cup breasts with dark pink nipples and a juicy, round ass that just begs to be spanked and fucked. According to my wife... That evening, she went to the sauna with two of my friends, Seryoga and Maxim. They'd been offering to "have a steam session like men" for a while, but this time she decided to join them because I was on a business trip. She said, "Don't be bored, darling, I'm just relaxing after work." They met at the entrance and entered a separate cabin with a large steam room and relaxation area. They immediately undressed. Lena threw on only a small white towel that barely covered her bottom. Seryoga was tall, muscular, with a thick penis; Maxim was slightly shorter, but sinewy and always lustful. The steam room became hot. They poured a beer, then a second. Lena quickly became tipsy—beer on an empty stomach, plus the steam. The towel slipped off, and she
Fuck… I’m still lying here in bed, absolutely dripping with cum as I type this. So here’s what happened, I have this FWB who’s been wanting to do an MFM threesome with me for a while. We’ve had threesomes with another girl before, but I’ve always suspected he might be a little bisexual, even though he’s never admitted it. We’d just come back from drinks and were chilling at my place, watching Netflix and making out on the couch. He started telling me about a friend he really wanted to share me with, and honestly, hearing him talk about it got me insanely turned on. I told him to message the guy and see if he was free right then and to invite him over. His friend was down and showed up in minutes. I was nervous but so excited it was going to be my first MFM. As soon as he walked in, things escalated quickly. One of them was eating my pussy while the other fucked my mouth. It felt so dirty and hot. I got wetter and wetter until I was begging them to fuck me. They laid me on the bed wi
This happened 12 years ago, but I can still replay it in my head like it was yesterday. Back then, I’d been dating my girlfriend, Ana, since high school. She had two close friends, both of whom, at one point or another, had a thing for me. After graduation, one of them moved to London, while the three of us—me, Ana, and her best friend Alex, ended up in the same city for college, about 300 km from home. We rented an apartment together. Three rooms, one each… at least on paper. In reality, Ana and I shared mine most nights. Alex was impossible not to notice. Tall, blonde, blue eyes, curves in all the right places and she knew it. Sometimes she’d walk around in skirts so short they felt more like a suggestion than actual clothing. Ana, on the other hand, was shorter latina, with long hair and a body that could distract me mid-sentence. Completely different… equally dangerous. The first year passed without anything happening. But there were moments—little looks, lingering touches, pla
I wasn’t expecting shit that night. She’s a friend of a friend, cool, funny, the kind of girl who laughs loud and doesn’t give a fuck. She’d been out with the crew, missed her last train, and texted asking if she could crash. I told her yeah, no problem, no expectations. Just being a decent guy. She shows up at my door in nothing but a short black dress, hair still messy from the bar. When she bent down to kick off her heels I got a full view of her bare ass and the way her pussy peeked out just enough to make my brain go blank. I played it cool, set her up with banket n the living room, gave her my smallest t shirt, said goodnight, and went to my bed. Fast forward to 3AM. I feel the covers shift and suddenly there’s warm, soft skin sliding right up against my back. No hesitation. Her hand slips under the sheets, wraps around my cock like she owns it, and she whispers right against my ear: “Let me ride it.” I was rock hard before I even woke up all the way. Next thing I know she
This was our first corporate event of such scale. Usually, after New Year's or summer reports, everyone would head home, but this time, the director rented a huge country house with a sauna and pool for the entire weekend. "So the team could finally truly relax," he said in the general chat. Yulka, my wife, had been working in the same marketing department for four years, and as my husband, I was also invited "for company." On the way in the car, she smiled the whole way and twirled the black nylon stockings she had just bought in her fingers. "Are you seriously going to wear this?" I asked, watching as she began adjusting her bra under her light dress while still on the road. "Why not? Everyone knows I like to look sexy. And you yourself said that after boring corporate parties you want something... hot." I nodded, but a lump was already forming in my throat. We'd long fantasized about her giving herself to someone in front of me, but for it
In 2011 I was beginning my junior year of college. I was gaining more confidence as I made my way through young adulthood and was starting to notice more attention from women in my social circle and classes. I was in a committed relationship, but my eyes were starting to wander as I reflected on being halfway through my time in college. Hearing the gossip of my friends casual sexual encounters gave me a case of FOMO I couldn't shake. It ultimately led to me breaking off my relationship at about the six month mark. She was crushed and I felt terrible, but I knew I'd always wonder 'what if?' if I didn't have a bit of a hoe phase. Although that would be easier said than done. I found myself too worried about ruining a friendship to get too flirty with anyone in my friend group and I didn't have enough practice picking up women at bars. Tinder wasn't a thing for another year, but I had heard about OkCupid and decided to give it a try. Honestly, I think that was the peak of online dating.
So yea I woke up this morning in a very messy and confusing situation…. Rewind to last night. My wife and I were hanging out with one of my wife’s friends at her mom’s house. Weather was nice so we were chilling in the hot tub having some drinks and smoking. So I’m in paradise right high got a good buzz on with 3 gorgeous women, granted I know the only one I have a chance with is my wife but still a very nice view. My wife and her friend have on very sexy thong bikinis leaving little to the imagination. But my mother in law, early 50s woman recently divorced, she was a really nice view. She had on some sort of like designer type swimsuit that rode up her ass perfect and on top it looked like she was about to bust out of it. Everytime one of the lovely ladies would get out to grab another round of drinks I couldn’t help but stare and I know I didn’t do a very good job at hiding it. Everytime I would get up to get the next round I know it was very obvious how excited I was. When it cam
Is what my tinder date texted me before meeting the next day. She invited me to her friend’s party as a plus one in London, we both stayed about an hour outside at the time. Now we’d spoken for a number of months and we shared all sorts of naughty stories and as you can imagine so more naughty visuals too. So I was quite surprised by Shaz’s statement, which is obviously teased her about. “Yeah right…” “No, I’m serious. We’re not going to” was her response. Well, looks like it’s a boozy night then instead. We agreed to meet up before going to the party, probably a good idea considering we hadn’t actually met in person before. Now Shaz, was a tall girl, slim, black hair, beautiful big hazel eyes, she had a pretty face, small perky tits and she had a good perky ass too. I thought she was pretty hot. She wore a nice pretty outfit, sparkly top and semi short skirt which showed off her legs brilliantly. Anyway, we grabbed a couple of drinks as we hoped around some bars, which
Im 190 cm, pretty athletic and pretty big if you know what I mean. My girlfriend is a short girl, big tits and a nice round ass. My girlfriends mom is the same, but bigger tits and a even nicer ass. It was a couple of months ago and I was at my girlfriends house, she lives at home, I came directly from the gym so I was a bit sweaty. I knock on her door, give my girl a kiss, greets her parent and ask if I can borrow her shower. Ofc she says yes and hands me a towel. I go to her shower and start to get undressed, I hear a knock on the door, unlock it and checks. It is my girlfriend, who says she are going to pick up a package at the store, before she closes the door she kisses me intensely, and tease me by grabbing my dick before leaving. I close the door but forgets to lock, and I’m getting very horny because she teased me, so I get in the shower and wash myself, and stroke my cock a bit. I’m semi hard when my girls mom suddenly burst in while I’m drying myself with the towel, she
Karina left the house just after nine, when the sun had finally set behind the rooftops of the residential area. The city park was almost empty at this hour: only the occasional streetlight, the rustling of leaves, and the distant barking of dogs. She'd chosen this spot specifically—no one knew her here, here she could simply breathe and not think about work, debts, or the fact that she'd been living in this city alone for two years. She was wearing a light summer dress—white, with tiny blue flowers, just above the knee. A very ordinary, "decent" dress. But today, after the stuffy office, she hadn't worn a bra under it, and had chosen the thinnest panties—white, almost sheer, with a small bow at the front. Her legs were bare, just light sneakers on her bare feet. The breeze under her dress immediately made itself felt: cool touches along her inner thighs, as if someone invisible were running their fingers up and down. Karina shivered and tugged at the hem, even t
This happened about half year ago. I (20F) overheard my mom (40F) getting double penetrated by my stepdad and one of his drinking buddies. My stepdad loves to watch football and drink beer and it was one of those nights. He and a few of his drinking buddies were all sitting in the living room watching football again and, of course, drinking beer, while my mom and I were in the kitchen playing with our phones. I went to bed early because I had to get up for classes the next morning. About a few hours later I woke up the sound of my mom screaming "Yes, oh fuck, don't stop! Fuuuuuuuuuuck! Yessss!" She was screaming at the top of her lung and she was moaning and grunting and the sound was so sexy I thought maybe they were watching porno or something but it turned out really to be my mom. I immediately got wet between my legs and rubbed my clit and almost made myself cum, and then I heard my mom saying "Oh god I'm cumming. I'm cumming," but that wasn't the end. Instead of stopping, th
so this guy is one of my absolute best friends ever.... he's super chill, always checks in on me, sweet in that lowkey way, but we've never gone there "romantically'" and IT WASN'T UNTIL RECENTLY I LEARNED HIS DICK WAS HUGE he's not really muy type and back when we got close i just needed a solid friend more than anything, so it worked perfectly for both of us. anyway, one night we're drunk and we're talking deep personal shit and he opens up about how he struggles with sex because he's really sensitive down there and **cums SUUPER FAST. like embarrassingly fast.** he said it makes him anxious every time things get intimate and he just ends up in his head the whole time. i told him straight up there are girls out there who think that's cute or hot or whatever, he just has to find the right one, but he was clearly self-conscious af about it. so **i half-jokingly, half-seriously offered to help him practice..**..blowjobs on the regular until he could last longer and feel more confide
I work as an IT specialist at a mid-sized company, handling corporate email, chats, and everything security-related. It's a mixed team, but our sales department is full of women, and one of them—Lena from marketing—has always been a bit of a stretch for me. She's 33, tall, slender, and has a perfect figure: D-cup breasts, a narrow waist, and a butt so perfect that a pencil skirt fits her like a glove. She always wears smart blouses, heels, and perfect makeup. She's married with two kids, and her husband is some manager at another company. She never even looked at me, just said "hello" in the hallway. That day was a typical Thursday, the end of the quarter. She was supposed to send me an advertising report on our corporate Teams. I was checking my email and saw it was from Lena. I opened it—and it wasn't Excel. There were her intimate photos. A series. First, she's in black lace lingerie on the bed, then braless, her breasts exposed, her nipples hard. Then
so this guy is one of my absolute best friends ever.... he's super chill, always checks in on me, sweet in that lowkey way, but we've never gone there "romantically'" and IT WASN'T UNTIL RECENTLY I LEARNED HIS DICK WAS HUGE he's not really muy type and back when we got close i just needed a solid friend more than anything, so it worked perfectly for both of us. anyway, one night we're drunk and we're talking deep personal shit and he opens up about how he struggles with sex because he's really sensitive down there and **cums SUUPER FAST. like embarrassingly fast.** he said it makes him anxious every time things get intimate and he just ends up in his head the whole time. i told him straight up there are girls out there who think that's cute or hot or whatever, he just has to find the right one, but he was clearly self-conscious af about it. so **i half-jokingly, half-seriously offered to help him practice..**..blowjobs on the regular until he could last longer and feel more confide
The first time I dated a woman with a twin I was always a bit thrown off whenever her sister was around. As almost identical twins, there was obviously no question whether I was attracted to both sisters. They were both around 5’7”, blonde, sensually curvy with bubbly smiles, and fun personalities. In my own narcissism I also assumed that because of how similar they were that the sister would also be attracted to me. The morning I finally confirmed that was quite the thrill. My girlfriend at the time’s name was Lisa, her twin’s name was Becca. They lived together in a downtown apartment in a large city. We would routinely go out on the town together and end the night back at their place. One such night was around St Patty’s Day. We went out and got after it, aggressively. Lots of beers, Irish car bombs, shots of Jameson, the works. Now both girls could hold their liquor, but Becca was probably a little stouter of a drinker than Lisa and on this night it showed. By around midnight I w