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My laptop was propped on my knees and I was halfway through a binge of James Bond movies when the front door banged open and let in a blast of humidity and the scent of wet sand.

And Mia, tracking both behind her. I didn’t need to look up to know it was my sister. Only Mia could make an entrance like that: towel slung over one tanned shoulder, duffel bag in tow.

At 22, my older sister looked every bit the beach volleyball player: 5’6″ of toned, athletic curves with long, sculpted legs, a narrow waist, and a round, firm ass that strained against her spandex shorts. Her dark brown hair, still wet from the ocean, clung to her neck and shoulders in wild, salty strands. But it was her face that always hit me hardest: high cheekbones, full lips, and those bright hazel eyes that could switch from playful teasing to pure mischief in a heartbeat. She was beautiful in that effortless, sun-kissed way that made it impossible not to stare.

But now something else caught my attention. She was crad... continue reading

The phone rang at half past one in the morning. I wasn't sleeping. I was just lying there and staring at the ceiling. I picked up the phone. - Are you sleeping? I recognized the voice right away. Lenka. A classmate. We hadn't seen each other for about three years, I think. Not since she married some serious guy with a job and a car. - No. — Come over. Just to talk. She gave me the address. I didn't ask what had happened. I could tell from her voice that it had already happened. I got dressed and went out. She opened the door immediately, as if she'd been standing underneath it. She was wearing a robe, her hair was hastily pulled back, and her eyes were red. — Come in. I took off my shoes. I went into the kitchen. On the table was an open bottle of wine and one glass. She took out a second one. — Let's talk? We talked. About university, about his stupid jokes, about how he stole her from under my nose back in our fourth year. She laughed, then cried, then laughed... continue reading

So this happened two days ago and I'm literally still tasting him lol I need to talk about it

My best friend Soren turned 20 and had a small thing at his house after class, just our friend group, snacks, cake, no alcohol because we all had class the next morning. Soren and I have been close for almost four years, same program since high school, he's this soft artsy type who listens to k-pop and reads novels and has never had a girlfriend because he says he hasn't found anyone he likes yet. He's not my type AT ALL, like he's cute and very pretty (he's paler than me which is annoying lol) but I've never been attracted to him, he's just my person, the guy I go to for everything

That said... I've been curious about his dick for a WHILE 😳 because we joke about that stuff constantly, I'll tell him his dick is small and he'll say "suck it then" and I'll say "show me and I will" and we just go back and forth like that and nobody in our friend group even blinks anymore because that's just how... continue reading

This happened while we were all in college. We were at this big beach house with a group of friends. Rooms were limited, so Maya (my girlfriend), her best friend Lena, and I ended up in the same room, one queen and a twin. Maya and I took the queen. Lena took the twin a few feet away. It felt normal.

The third night everyone stayed up drinking on the porch. By the time we came inside, Maya was already half-asleep. She pulled the covers up, kissed me once, and was out within minutes. Lena changed in the bathroom and came back in a soft oversized shirt that kept slipping off one shoulder. She climbed into her twin bed. I was in shorts, still drunk from the beer and the salt air, lying on my back next to Maya. The room was quiet except for the waves through the open window and Maya’s slow, even breathing beside me.

I dropped off hard.

I don’t know how long I was under.

The first thing that reached me was the careful shift of the mattress on my side. Soft fingers testing the waistband... continue reading

The highway stretched into darkness, and the headlights revealed only a gray ribbon of asphalt and the occasional light pole. I'd been driving for three hours now and was starting to nod off. The coffee I'd drunk at the last gas station had long since worn off. The cabin smelled of diesel fuel, and the radio, which I wasn't listening to, crackled through the speakers. A figure stood on the side of the road, at the turnoff to some godforsaken village. They were hitchhiking. I slowed down and pulled over. A girl. Young, wearing a jacket unsuitable for the weather, with a backpack slung over one shoulder. Her face was pale, her lips pursed. I rolled down the window. - Far? "To the city," she answered. Her voice was so gentle. "About two hundred kilometers from here." I took a closer look at her. Her jeans were dirty, her sneakers were broken. She was standing on a highway where buses don't go, and clearly hadn't been for a long time. - Sit down. She... continue reading

I’m 22. My older sister Nora is 25. Her best friend Sienna is also 25. They’ve been inseparable since high school. Both athletic, both ridiculously hot, and both the type who say whatever the fuck is on their mind.

Last Saturday the power went out during a storm. Mom was stuck at work. Nora and Sienna showed up soaked from the rain, laughing, dripping on the kitchen floor. Nora had twisted her ankle pretty bad trying not to fall on the wet driveway. Sienna was basically carrying her.

They crashed on the living room couch. Nora’s ankle was already swelling. Sienna helped her peel off the wet leggings and sports bra. I tried to look away. Failed.

Nora caught me staring and just smirked.

“You’ve seen worse. Come help.”

I iced her ankle while Sienna changed into one of Nora’s oversized shirts. No bra. No shorts. Just the shirt and black panties. Nora was in a tank and panties. Both of them stretched out on the big couch like they owned the place.

At some point Sienna started co... continue reading

If you are looking for a sign this is YOUR SIGN, give that quiet nerdy innocent looking boy who doesn't swear and can barely hold your hand a FUCKING CHANCE because I did last weekend and I am not the same person anymore lmaoo

Let me explain because I need to scream about this somewhere

So there's this guy in my study group, I'll call him Miles, he's got glasses, wears button downs to class, carries a tote bag with a book in it at all times, has never said a single curse word in the two years I've known him, blushes when someone tells a dirty joke, the guy every mom wants her daughter to bring home. He asked me to get dinner after our final study session and I said yes mostly because I felt bad and partly because he's actually pretty cute, like he hasn't realized he's attractive yet and that somehow makes it worse

Dinner was sweet, he was nervous, kept adjusting his glasses, asked me real questions about my life, paid without making it weird, and then asked if I wanted to come back... continue reading

I saw the ad online. *Roommate wanted. Sharehouse in Cottesloe*. It was fairly cheap, and close enough to the beach to walk. I sent a quick message and soon had a reply.

Abby, her name was. A quick search of her profile told me she was from London. Dark hair, tanned, an athletic body. We spent a bit of time talking as she tried to figure out if I was a serial killer or not, and on a Tuesday after work I went around to check the place out. It was nice, just as the pictures had said. An older brick townhouse, with vines creeping over the walls, french-style shutters, and balcony railings made of wrought iron.

I knocked on the door and after a moment it opened. Abby stood there, a little shorter than me, in activewear. She smiled and we hugged. She told me she’d just come back from the gym.

Abby gave me a quick tour of the house, showed me the spare room, which had a view not of the ocean but toward the east, over countless rows of suburbia. She told me they wanted to find someone quic... continue reading

I stand by the window, my back to them, and hear the rustling of silk and the clinking of thin glass behind me. Down below, the hotel bar is still buzzing with guests, someone shouting a toast, someone crying into a vest. But here, on the twenty-third floor, there are only three people and an entire night that will never be anyone else's. I know why I'm here. I know why she called me. I know he's silent not because he's against it. I turn around. She's sitting on the edge of the huge bed, still wearing her dress—white, heavy, with the corset I laced for her this morning at the hotel, before the ceremony. I remember my fingers sliding along the laces, her laughing and saying, "Don't overdo it, I need to breathe when I say 'I do.'" It was a joke then. Now I look at her, and it seems as if I'm still holding those laces in my hands. He's standing by the minibar. He's wearing a shirt, no longer a jacket, his bow tie untied and hanging a... continue reading

Let me start from the beginning. I matched with this woman on one of those dating apps for couples a few weeks ago, she was sweet, funny, we talked every day for like a week before she told me she was married and her husband knew and they were looking to explore together because she'd recently opened up about being attracted to women and he was supportive and wanted to be part of it. I almost unmatched because that felt like a lot but she was so genuine about it and we'd already built a real connection so I stayed

We all got on a group call and the husband was chill and respectful and they both made me feel comfortable and after a few more days of talking we planned to meet at their house on Saturday

So Saturday comes and I prepped like I was going to war, full wax, moisturized everywhere, shaved everything, I bought lube and condoms and even packed some extra stuff in my bag in case they wanted to get really freaky, like I was READY, my pussy was ready, my whole body was ready, I ha... continue reading

So this was back in college I was 20 at the time and my friend we will call her cass was 19.

Some backstory on us, as a freshman in high school I had a huge crush on her, but I never got the feeling that she liked me back so I never pursued her. I dated different girls in high school. She dated different guys. We would talk about each others relationships and our problems. Sometimes I would just go over to her house in the middle of the night just to talk about life. after graduation, we had a conversation where I told her about when I liked her and she also told me that she also liked me at that same time and we talked about the what if we dated.

Fast forward we’re in college now and we both work at the same place. so at this point in time, there had been a fire going on nearby us and there was news that it was coming towards our town, which was two towns away. So with this news, me and Cass decided to leave work early to try to get home. She was worried about the fire and called m... continue reading

So I am a clown, I am the entire circus, I have zero self respect and my pussy has even less and I need to tell someone because my friends are tired of hearing about this man lmaoo

My ex and I are TOXIC, like capital T toxic, we've broken up and gotten back together so many times I've lost count, it's embarrassing, my best friend has stopped asking "are you guys together?" and just assumes the answer changes weekly (she's right)

The thing is, he fucks me so good that I physically cannot stay away from him 😭 like I've tried, I've deleted his number, I've blocked him, I've gone on dates with other guys and the whole time I'm sitting there thinking "this man does not eat pussy like my ex does" and it's OVER for me

He eats pussy like it's his last meal every single time, tongue on my clit doing these perfect circles while his fingers are inside me and he doesn't stop until I'm shaking and pushing his head away and he just grips my thighs tighter and keeps going, and his dick game is ins... continue reading

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I saw Nathalie laying near the pool next to a dark, tall, muscular man, whom I assumed was her husband. This was the first time I saw Nathalie in a bikini. Her boobs were great, very big and round. She had an insanely big ass that I failed to notice beforehand. I stared at her sexy body through my bedroom window when suddenly I heard a knock on my door. I had forgotten to lock the door; it swung open, and entered Sofia. "Hey Timo!!" She exclaimed enthusiastically. I was startled. "Sofia! You can’t barge into my room like this," I said. She laughed and questioned, "Why not?" I didn't respond, as I stood there only wearing boxers. "Timo, what are you looking at?" She asked. She noticed I was staring at something outside my window... continue reading

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I walked into the restaurant with Nina and we joined our friends at the table. I was glad to see that Olivia joined as well, she seemed to doing a bit better and I was happy for her. But something just wasn’t right at breakfast. You really don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone.

Manuel was very outgoing and he was always a conversation starter. That was one of the things I enjoyed the most, and his quick wit. Luca and Manuel were always joking around and there was never a dull moment with them, they always had something to say. Now, everything seemed different.

And I know it’s no use to keep wishing he was there, but I did. And I hoped he would come back. But for now, I had to deal with the way things were.

“How are you feeling?” I asked Olivia who was a bit quiet.

She looked up at me and showed me... continue reading