You all know that meme with the girl stuck in the dryer wiggling her ass, trying to seduce her step brother? My husband showed me one of those jokes the other night, and I thought of it again about an hour later when I was doing the laundry. So… I did it. I bent over when he wasn’t looking and pushed myself into the dryer. The position gave me no view of him at all, but I heard his amused laugh as he crossed the room to give my ass a spank. I was only wearing a big t-shirt and panties at the time. One spank quickly turned into a second, which turned into him rubbing my clit through my panties while keeping his hands on my waist so I couldn’t get out of the dryer. When I started my little joke, I didn’t actually expect he’d get into it. The position itself had always seemed too silly for me. I guess while it was a sexual joke, it hadn’t actually turned me on. My husband’s fingers had entirely changed my mind. I piped up for him, even including the dumb “What are you doing, Step-broth
I started having regular sex with a guy in university when I was 21 (3 years ago). He was tall, with unkempt black hair, and he was ripped. He was amazing in his bed, which is why I stayed with him for an entire semester and a half. His sister lived near campus, and they were extremely close. Like, edging closer. They were very touchy-feely and constantly gushed over one another, declaring their love for one another, etc. If I remember correctly, she had just gotten engaged and was 9 years older than us. She was extremely badass and fit, with jet black hair, a big rig ass and boobs that had been enhanced to a solid C cup. To be honest, I was more drawn to her than to him. She occasionally joined us on drinking outings because of how close they were. It was one of those nights when I was struck by their "deep connection" and had a really second thought... After a few weeks, I tested the waters by mentioning how attractive I thought his sister was. He was like, gross, that's my big si
The day just sucked, there was nothing but trouble at work. Tired, I got on the subway, going home. There were not too many people in the car, but there was still nowhere to sit down. I stood near the door, holding on to the railing. Dark thoughts swirled in my head, the mood was lousy. Realizing that I can’t think of anything sensible for a tired head, I decided to digress. Looking around, I found that a pretty girl was standing a meter away from me. She looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was wearing a short skirt and a T-shirt. My gaze flickered over her slender legs, thin waist. Under the T-shirt, the hemispheres of her breasts stood out, it was clear that she was not wearing a bra. The girl had shoulder-length black hair, a beautiful face with expressive green eyes. She did not notice me, staring into the void and thinking about something of her own. The next station was always full of people at that time. So it was this time. The crowd got into the car. Seein
At the ripe young age of 21 I was asked by other members of the church I grew up in if I wanted to go on the canoe trip they had planned for late July and was told that if I did, then I'd be considered an adult and expected to keep my younger brother and his friends in line throughout the course of the trip. I didn't go very often at 21 and definitely wasn't a saint so the extra title/job was a surprise to me. We loaded up the bus and a few vans Sunday afternoon after service, took a group picture and ventured down the road, driving 4 of the roughly 5 hours required and were staying the night in a small town (an hour from the river) at a small church associated with ours. After sweating my ass off in the bus most of the way there we arrived just in time for people from that particular church to all show up with their favorite dishes and before long we were ready to eat. As we began to mingle and meet members from the small town we heard all the stories. Grandma talking about her shit
I (20F) have recently moved into an apartment with my girlfriend "Maya" (19F). We've been planning it for a bit, mainly so I could finally escape my weird parents. We're far from wealthy so we tried to look for a place we could share with someone else, share the rent and all. We found this guy "Jared" (23M), and since we're built like a bundle of twigs we felt living with a man would be safer. Maya especially is pretty paranoid about home invasions, stuff like that. So we contacted him and started planning the move. The apartment wasn't huge, Maya and I were sharing the only vacant room which meant we couldn't bring tons of stuff. Apart from that, there was Jared's room, a small kitchen connected to the living room and a small bathroom with a shower/bath. Overall pretty cozy, we both prefer smaller spaces. Jared and Maya quickly hit it off, he seemed like a cool guy, bit awkward but to his credit we were basically strangers. We finished settling down, him and Maya we're ba
I tend to end first dates with a goodbye blowjob. If you're gonna walk me to my door, you deserve a blowjob. You paid for my ice cream, you deserve a blowjob. You pinned me to the wall and allowed me to grind on your knee while making out? Definitely let me suck you off. I've found that as I've gotten older, my standards for hookups have gone up. If you make too many sexist remarks in a row, I'm revoking your complimentary blowjob. If you make autistic jokes, you're paying for the entire meal. I'm sorry, unless you have a clinically significant score on the [RAADS-R]( (and like, I'm a 136 on it), you're banned from making these jokes to me. So that's why I've been sucking guys off before our first date. You literally cannot ruin your first impression if you're only allowed to talk after cumming down my throat. This isn't really a thing I can do now that I'm living in student dorms and there are 4 locked doors between the front desk and my ap
I should have closed the door. I knew it from the moment it swung open and I was immediately ensnared with a vice-like grip by the beauty on the other side. I knew for the sake of my marriage, my family and my reputation that I should have shut that damn door. But I didn't. And you know, it's true that my marriage was failing. It's true that I was lonely and craving a woman's touch. It's true that I was almost forty and wanted little more than to feel ten years younger. But none of that really mattered because even if none of it was true, I just really wanted to take a bite of the forbidden fruit. Her name was Ava and she was exceptionally beautiful. She had gorgeous, vibrant, fiery hair that flowed like lava from her scalp to her waist. The bright sea of orange waves and the sparkle of green in her eyes stood out against the backdrop of the creamy, whiteness of her porcelain skin. I was enamored with her from the second I saw her smiling back at me. Her soft, pink lips stretched
Straight man here sharing an encounter with a woman. This was a huge deal for me. I've dated women for years who were on birth control but always made me wear condoms. I even had a girlfriend who at one point made me double sleeve. Yeah, it’s crazy looking back on it, but I’ve learned from it and can now laugh about it. Over time, going in raw became a little fantasy of mine. Nothing crazy. I just wanted to feel what it was like to cum inside my girlfriend. Alas, it was not to be. However, a few years back, I (30m) met a college girl ten years younger than me on a dating app. We’ll call her Katie. She was very forward and dirty, so we started sexting regularly. Then she started sending nudes. Then it was naughty calls while she was getting off. Finally, she sneaks out of her (super controlling) parents' house and comes over mid-afternoon. The first time we tried to have sex was really awkward. My new (untested) brand of condoms choked off all feeling and circulation, so I struggle
To preference this story, inknow it sounds like something straight out of a porno but it did in fact happen to me. I have a few other adventures that I will share in time. ******************************************* It was summer and I had been out drinking with a few friends during the day, I had not drink as much as the others because I had to work the next day but was still a good few drinks deep. A couple of us ended up going back to one of our friends houses because it was close to the last bar (also because his mom was an absolute MILF). We arrived around 5PM so it was still warm, my friends mom (Victoria) was out by the pool so we decided to join her for a couple more drinks. Everyone else grabbed the available sun loungers and seats around her after they had grabbed drinks from the fridge but I held back and asked her if I could get a drink. She smiled and said she would take a beer, so I grabbed 2 beers from the fridge and handed one to Victoria. Now when I say Victoria w
Our wonderful meeting after a long break took place. Both of us are already exhausted in the thirst for each other. They strove for each other, holding back with the last of their strength. Fantasizing how it should happen. In the messenger, sms, by phone. And today we met. I arranged for an apartment. We go there in the car. Let's hurry up in our thoughts. We run ahead of the radiator. I feel his tension. Only from the thought that now, finally, this should happen. I am turned on by your excitement, which I feel in your palm, gently squeezing and stroking my hand. Your sexy look turns me on. A short blouse that reveals your tummy and navel, which I love to lick so much. It turns me on that you are wearing a skirt today. I wonder if there are panties underneath. These thoughts excite me terribly. I put my hand on your knee and try to casually run my hand up your thigh. Catch the answer to this question through the skirt with your fingers. Of course you can ask. But it's not interesti
A year or so ago, my boyfriend and I matched with a girl who we talked with for a bit, but honestly it was a pretty strange vibe and she didn’t have many pictures, so we assumed she was fake lol. The conversation died off and we didn’t think anything of it. Last week, we matched again and this time the conversation progressed further and we ended up exchanging numbers. The text conversation got pretty stale, until one day she unexpectedly and completely out of the blue texted us that she was horny and asked what we were up to that night. Rather than suggesting drinks, we just invited her to come over. At this point, we still weren’t sure if she was real or not but we were very curious. She kept saying she got delayed to the point that we expected her not to come, but finally she arrived and was a real person haha. It was really late at night, so it was pretty clear she had just come over to fuck. We talked for a little while and had a drink. She turned out to be a major stoner and wa
So on Saturday mornings, my parents usually have sex. It's their routine. I know it's wrong, but I enjoy watching from time to time. It feels so naughty, and I usually can't blame myself for watching. This morning, after hearing them start, I sneaked over and opened the door just enough to see through. I was wearing only a shirt and panties and was on my hands and knees so they wouldn't notice me. My mom was sucking my dad for a while before getting on top of him and doing him. I took my undies off and began fingering myself. If I tried to stand up, my shirt was long enough to cover me. As I was about to cum, my older brother snuck up behind me. He absolutely frightened me to death. I was prepared for him to reveal me, but instead he whispered, pulled out his dick from his boxers, and started jerking it. It was strange at first watching our parents fuck while pleasuring ourselves, but as we went on, it got nasty. A few moments later, he pushed my hand away from my pussy, then got do
My partner probably has a typical level of sex desire. He is more of an every other day type of guy, but I \[19f\] am more of a two or more times per day type of gal (honestly, if I could, I would just fuck all day, but I can't have all play and no work, right?) I'm constantly horny and trying to get my boyfriend to let me drive the stick because he's so damn hot. I frequently roam our apartment in virtually no clothing and perform a lot of highly provocative stretches—or even impromptu blow jobs—in an attempt to persuade him to beat my brains out. I think my success rate is about 33%, lol. For those who are keeping score at home, I am fit, have a huge ass, and tits. Nevertheless, I've come to terms with the fact that when he's not into it, I can just take care of myself. I go all out, using a vibrator, a big dildo, a butt plug, and possibly some massage oil. Although I tend to be quiet, he eventually found me. Instead of being insulted as I had anticipated, he simply laughed at the
I came without his permission and he really didn’t like this. So he took off everything I was wearing so I was completely naked, not even socks or shoes or jewelry. Nothing. He then picked my up and carried me outside and locked the door. He said he’d since I like to cum so much I had to stay out there till I came again. Since I had just came it was going to take a bit. I was out there for 30 minutes laying in the grass trying to make myself cum. Anytime a car drove by I would stop fingering myself and hide behind this bush we have out front, which made cumming take a lot longer. Eventually I came, muffled my moan with my hand enough, and ran and knocked on the door. He turned on the porch light, waited like 30 seconds, and then opened the door. 10/10 would recommend
There was a guy who was overweight among my former group of friends. 230 pounds, if I had to guess, which is a really significant amount of weight. Although many of our friends made fun of him, he was actually a genuinely nice guy. like actually being spiteful with him for no reason. Every time we got together, they would "show off" by picking on the fat guy. He was constantly told he needed to work out, lose weight, and would never meet a female. Being jerks all around. He came out one night and announced that he had a date. It turns out that his "friends" arranged a phony date for him, but no one showed up. I was furious. I uttered the words "I'm pleased she stood you up, I want you to take me on a date" in front of everyone. Hence, we did. We had our date. had a great time playing mini golf. was an excellent first date. He admitted to me that he had only ever had intercourse once, and the girl had only done it accidentally while intoxicated. My soul ached for him. He really o
Awhile ago, while swiping through tinder, I matched with a trans girl. I didn't notice at first because I wasn't reading profiles and she was very attractive. Let's say her name was Katie. After we matched, I went back to her profile where she mentions she's trans. I hadn't previously considered meeting up with a trans girl, as I figured it wouldn't be my thing, or I couldn't get past the obvious hurdles. However, Katie was a looker. Five foot six or so, slim, gorgeous blonde hair, big soulful eyes, pale skin. She had several photos of her wearing cute dresses on her profile. While I'm mulling over whether to shoot my shot, she sends me a message saying that my facial hair is cute. I'm about 6'1", athletic swimmer type build, and naturally tan, but I'm horrible at talking to women so her messaging me first was greatly appreciated. We hit it off after that, I ask for her number, and we text back and forth. The next day, I work up the courage to ask her if she'd like to meet up, and Ka
We have long dreamed of such a couple of weekends - me and my favorite hero. A hero - because "being my friend" is heroism in itself. You need to be able to hide after a week of being together in the same room - in order to wait out a small "storm". This is how I call my inexplicable state, when you simply can’t stand a single person within a radius of several meters from you, you want to close yourself in a huge bright room with a sofa and a book, or dance discs, or just with a cat. And enjoy being alone. Maybe there are many people who will understand me, with whom the same thing happens from time to time. But I have not been very lucky in this life so far, and rarely has anyone been able not to be offended by this. You just need to feel the approach of the "storm", leave on time, before I have time to say all those hurtful words that I will regret in a few days. But my hero - he's just smart! And I understand very well that even if he is late and I manage to do one of my usual lit
A lot has happened since I last posted! My husband Henry and I successfully tried for another child, realized that three kids under three years old would be more than we could handle, and decided to get one of us snipped as quickly as possible. Some research about our different options quickly led to the conclusion that he should have the procedure instead of me, and we figured we could freeze some of his swimmers for a later date if we changed our minds. Except for Henry getting annoyed at me for referring to the vasectomy as getting "neutered" and "gelded," the whole process went off without a hitch fairly early into my second pregnancy. The only issue was, we didn't exactly know how to mark the occasion. After spending the better part of a decade together, a not-insignificant portion of which was in quarantine, we had pretty much done all the weird shit to each other that we ever wanted to try. Our sex bucket list, a typed up note on my phone, had dwindled from a scrollable catalog
Okay so this is my story about the first time I ever did anything with another girl. It happened quite a while ago but ever since then I have been way more open to group activities and I really started noticing how attractive girls actually are lmao. There were like 7 of us at this sleepover birthday party and being inexperienced as we were we started up a game of truth or dare. It started off pretty tame as it usually does and gradually we became more and more adventurous. It started with questions like, are u a virgin, have u ever sucked a dick, whats the riskiest place u have ever made out with a guy, and stuff like that. As time went on the questions and dares started to get pretty legit raunchy haha. One guy was dared to choose a girl who had to go into the closet and make out with him for 5 minutes lol. I ended up making out with two different guys that night and I even felt one of their dicks in front of everyone. The real moment happened tho when one girl was dared to choose
I work part-time as a cashier in a small bodega-type store. It's quite boring, but it's perfect for a student. I can just pass the time however I like; study, ideally, scroll mindlessly, realistically. Not to toot my own horn, but I'm not bad looking, I sometimes get flirty customers, not that often, but I like that about this job. Nothing ever serious or reciprocated though, mostly the occasional dude or middle aged woman. I just laugh and say thanks. A few weeks ago, a jaw-dropping, gorgeous girl came in. I recognize most customers at this point but I'd never seen her before, I would've remembered. Tall black (more biracial, but I didn't want to assume) girl, curly hair, in a long beige coat and heels. She browsed around while I served a customer, and came by to ask for the keys to the bathroom. She was even hotter up close. I'm not exactly the most sexual person out there, 99% of the time I frankly barely do more than notice when I see a hottie. Sometimes, there's just, ya know,