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[B/s] My sister and I made out at a party and now she's been acting different

So I want to add a fair amount of backstory before I get into the meat of what I want to share here. Firstly, I am 24 and my sister is 21. I moved out of our parents house when I was 18 to attend college and up until this summer, my sister only really saw each other a handful of time per year for the 6 years we lived apart. She moved in with me as I live near the college I attended and she had just transfered from the community college she was attending to the same college I attended. When she moved in, she asked if it was okay if she wore "not always appropriate" clothing around the place. I didn't see a problem with it, as it was also her place now too. She'd wear pretty short shorts and tank tops often throughout the summer that would show much of her gorgeous body off. She would also walk out of the bathroom after a shower wearing little or no clothing as well. I learned that she slept in a shirt and a pair of panties when she asked if she could sleep in my bed with me. She asked me to hold her and I tried to hide the fact that I got hard by maintaining my distance in the bed. That was until she told me that she knows getting hard can just happen and not always a sign of wanting sex. She likes when I hold her and my arm would never go higher than the middle of her stomach area. Throughout the semester, we had gotten a bit more comfortable with each other. She smacked my ass one day and I grabbed her arm to smack hers back. That just became a thing we would do occasionally, there wasn't anything else to it. I had also found her peaking at my body every once and a while but didn't think anything of it. That was until a few weeks ago. So here's what I wanted to talk about the most. A couple or weeks ago, my sister asked if she could get a few friends over for a quick little celebration before finals began. I didn't see an issue with it and it is her place too. Her friend's were in the common area and they talked me into getting caught up into the games they were playing. One of the games was a kind of spin the bottle where you had to make out with the person it landed on for 3 minutes in my sisters room. You could also just take a shot to not kiss them. My sister was the third person to spin the bottle and it landed on, well, me. I'm not a fan of drinking so I didn't want to take a shot, but I also wasn't sure if I'd want to kiss my sister. Her friends made it a great deal that we weren't going to kiss since we were siblings as we walked to her room. She closed the door, which was the rule, and I asked what we were doing. She offered just a quick peck so we can say that we kissed but if they asked questions then we tell them it was just a peck. I liked that idea and after awkwardly staring at each other, she leaned in and out lips touched. Our quick little peck was anything but quick. When our lips touched, she started making out and I reciprocated. Her arms wrapped around the back of my neck as mine were around her waist. I felt myself get hard and push against my jeans but I didn't care at the time. She grabbed one of my arms and moved it up to her chest and cupped it around one of her boobs. I grabbed onto my sister's boob as our tongues danced in each other's mouth. She also put her hand onto the bulge that had formed in my pants. We only stopped kissing when someone knocked on the door and told us that our time was up. I could feel my face was red and I could see hers was as well. We both said to pretend nothing happened while they were there and we told them we didn't do anything. Someone brought up that maybe it isn't the greatest idea for when there is a set of siblings together so we moved to a different game. As the night came to an end, my sister asked if we could talk about what we did. She told me that she didn't hate what we did but wouldn't elaborate on that. I said it wasn't as terrible as I would have expected, which was the truth. For it being making out with my sister, it didn't feel as bad as I thought. It has been 2 weeks and my sister has started acting different. She's been wearing more revealing clothing around the house. She's been walking out the shower with no clothing on more. When we sleep in the same bed, she wears more tank tops and thong style panties than she had before. I've also found her staring at me more often, but I've found myself staring at her more. That round ass of her, her greatly shaped tits, all of her. Last night, she grabbed my arm to pull me in tighter and pressed her ass deeper into my groin while we laid together for a moment and I could feel my dick press between her ass. My sister told me that she enjoys the feeling of my holding her. I jokingly said that I'm sure there's a way to make it better and pressed my groin into her without really thinking at first. She, in response, wriggled her ass on my groin and asked if it was this that I was talking about. I pulled my hips back and said yeah. She, in turn pushed her hips back farther and said that's one part that she likes so I decided to press my groin back into her butt. We laid there like that for a while before my sister asked if I could hold one of her boobs. She explained that it's just comforting for her and hey, boobs are great to hold too. I put one hand on one of her boobs and we laid there like that. Her nipple hardened in my hand and I really enjoyed the feeling of her boob in my hand. I'm not sure who initiated it, but we eventually began grinding against each other. As the grinding got more intense, she turned around and got on top of me. She grinded her crotch into mine and we stared at each other before she leaned into kiss me. We made out as we was grinding against each other. It didn't last long before I could hear her moans through our kissing and felt as her body began to spasm as she came on me. After she came we stopped kissing and she laid on my body for a while before she starting grinding her hips on me again. I asked if she needed to get off again but she told me it wasn't for her to get off. She ground against me until I blew a load of cum into my boxers. She got off of me and we woke up together in bed, with my dick poking her ass and my hand on her boob. I had to leave early in the morning for work so we hadn't talked about it yet, but I do plan to talk to her some time this weekend about it. I'm honestly surprised I enjoyed what we've done so far and not just feel grossed out by it.

Interesting tinder date

So I have a very interesting story. I (m24) matched with a lady on tinder (f51). We had been texting back and forth and I noticed that she used a very assertive tone when talking to me. Almost as if she was my mother. Now remind you in my head I’m just looking to hook up with a hot mom. What was coming next could not have been accepted. She asked me to come over and I agreed. She then turned on her dominant side. She said that if I wanted to come over I needed to agree that she was in charge of the whole night no matter what. Being the horny young guy I am I agreed. The time came to head to her house. As she opened the door I noticed her in heels and a large black strap on dildo along with a leash in her hand. I have never even had a finger in me nevermind that thing. She immediately said “get undressed boy.” I did as I was told. As I slid my pants off I tried to hide my rock hard erection but it was no use. She put the leash on me and ordered me to my knees and walked me into the bathroom. This is where things got interesting. She laid me on the cold tile floor and my erection started to fade. She then began to cover me with oils from head to toe and stroked my erection back to life. Then she muttered the words “time to give me what I want” she shoved her dildo into me forcefully. It hurt at first but began to feel good. However when she pulled out I pooped all over my legs and the floor. I was so embarrassed but she said “good boy” almost as if she knew that was going to happen. She began to grab my poop with her bare hands and rub it all over my body. If you asked me an hour earlier how I felt about this I would have been repulsed but for some reason the feeling over vulnerability and embarrassment made my cock twitch. She began smearing my poop all over my cock and jerked me to completion. She then stuck her cum/poop covered hand in my mouth for me to eat. This was far and away the kinkiest and wildest thing I have done. It was an awakening for me sexually as I have been back 5 times in the last 2 months.

She didn't just take my virginity, she tore it away [M23/F22] [fdom] [first time]

I was a virgin at 23. Unlike just about most people that age who still had yet to pop the cherry, I was very much okay with being a virgin. It had little bearing on my life, and I was actually grateful that I didn't really have to deal with all the drama that so often comes with sex (though perhaps that was a rather pessimistic attitude.) At the time, I didn't know if I was just saying that as a means of damage limitation, but I can now say without a doubt that I genuinely felt that way. Don't get me wrong, I did want to lose it, but evidently not so much that I was ever willing to exert more than a soupçon of energy in its pursuit, and that rings true throughout this story. I was very much the object of pursuit, and the whole affair made me realise that secretly, that was precisely how I had always wanted my first experience to be. To begin with, it was a night not dissimilar from many I've had. I was headed to an event with some friends, nothing too extraordinary. We danced away, spoke about whatever it is moderately drunk Zillennials talk about (yes, I'm too young to be a millennial but I'm also too embarrassed by today's teenagers to call myself a Gen Z, so Zillennial it is.) It must've been around 2 a.m. at this point, so still pretty early. That's when she came up to me. It was quite dark in the venue but, at risk of sounding incredibly clichéd and vomit-inducing, she stuck out like a diamond in the mud. She was short, around 5'2", with shoulder-length, messy brown curly hair (for which I'm a sucker,) and the most emotive face. Her mouth and eyes truly worked in tandem, as if they had a mind of their own, to form the most alluring micro-expressions. She immediately had this knowing smile coupled with a piercing stare when she appeared in front of me, as if she had already decided exactly what she was going to do with me. I suppose she had. At this point, I didn't really think much of it, despite her beauty. Okay, that's a slight fib. My mind was already flickering through a wealth of scenarios. But I made no move, because what I thought was happening had happened to me innumerable times: a girl would come up to me and then expect me to do the legwork. Excuse me??? Either make your move or leave me to dance in peace, but don't walk up to me expecting me to make a move when it is clearly you who should be making said move! At that point, I would remain staunchly immobile purely out of principle (and spite.) Mini-rant over but I really had to get that one off the chest. Anyhow, it quickly became apparent that that wasn't the situation here. The girl started dancing with me and I was very much happy to reciprocate. The song had barely finished before she was already dragging me to the bar. My friends gave me the how-have-you-managed-that look as I passed them. Away from the music, we now had the possibility of actually hearing one another. I got her name: Ella. She was extremely flirty right from the go, and she actually bought me a drink. She was wooing me and not even attempting to be subtle about it, which I found both very attractive and emasculating in the best possible way. Yes, that is my way of saying my subby side was kinda loving this. She was very quick to pry into my dating life, and after a few questions, discerned that I have never had a girlfriend. Then came the question, "You've had sex though, right?" Wrong! And I wasn't shy to admit it. Like I said, I wasn't ashamed to be a virgin, so I had no problem telling her. I think she picked up on this straight away because she immediately started teasing me about it, which I'm sure she wouldn't have done if I hadn't been so nonchalant in my response. She told me I was missing out, that I'm a "cute little sunflower," and what a crying shame it was that I had never had the pleasure of experiencing the pinnacle of human sensorial endeavours. Well I thought I'd be bold, so I simply said, "why don't you show me what I'm missing?" Instead of a straight response, she just started teasing me more. "Oh, you'd like that wouldn't you?" and the such. I was actually beginning to get quite worked up, and not in the angry way. It must've permeated my countenance because she was no sooner dragging me back to the dance floor, and no sooner after that shoving her tongue down my throat. I hadn't ever experienced a girl treat me in such a commanding, purposeful manner; she was just having her way with me, and it was incredibly attractive. I'm not sure how long we made out for - some mild fondling notwithstanding - but she eventually told me "I want you now," and led me out by the hand. We Ubered to her place (she paid again) and thankfully it wasn't too far from the venue. I'm sure the Uber driver was similarly grateful. We were hardly through her door before she had already pounced me, locking her legs around my torso. She was ripping off what little clothing she had on and somehow simultaneously ruffling up my hair with fervour while I stumbled around in the dark. It was clear I wasn't getting anywhere so she had to dismount and drag me by my belt to her bedroom. She looked at me in a way that somehow essentially called me an idiot, or at the very least a buffoon, for whom she's going to teach a lesson. It turned me on even more than I already was. She told me "I'm going to give you a night you'll never forget," before pushing me onto the bed, and boy did she mean it. She tore my trousers off while I was equal parts fearfully helpless and helplessly aroused. She seemed pleased to see what met her eyes in that she hardly gave herself a chance to savour it before she was enthusiastically taking it in her mouth. She rarely broke eye contact, but I couldn't help intermittently letting my head fall back as her tongue danced over my frenulum, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through my spine. As if by telepathy, she'd deduced that I far prefer tongue play on the sensitive areas rather than deepthroating or throat fucking. I had to push her off pretty quickly because I wasn't going to last two seconds the way she was going. The only reason I even lasted that long in the first place was probably the alcohol in my system. I tried to sit up and take up an active role, but she pushed me down and held me there. What made it especially hot was the fact that her height severely contrasted her controlling behaviour, not to mention the irony that I was being dominated by someone half a foot shorter than me. The next thing Ella did was climb onto my face, probably the course I was most excited for. My biggest turn on is pleasuring my partner, so I was more than happy to dig into her neatly trimmed pussy. Despite being a virgin, I did still know a thing or two. I teased her as long as I could, biting her thighs and avoiding her clit, before she grabbed me by the hair and literally directed me herself. I have quite long hair so there was a lot to hold onto, and I found it ridiculously hot. I felt like little more than a toy solely for her pleasure. Ella was grinding against my mouth and moaning with the crazed frustration of someone who physically can't get enough (thank goodness she lives alone.) She came once, hard, and pushed me off for a few seconds before the sensitivity had died down enough to let me devour her once more. It wasn't long before her sweet juices were running down my face for a second time, and honestly I would've been so happy to just stay under her and let her use my face all night long, but she had other ideas. I wasn't opposed. Until now, Ella had been quite tight-lipped, focused on more immediate release. Now that she had that, she switched seamlessly from a fervid frenzy into a vocal sadist as she climbed on top of me. One thing she had done very proficiently since the moment I met her, was subtly create a disparity of power that always placed her above me. Now that her orgasms had been fulfilled, it was me left wanting, and she knew it. She was straight back to teasing me, rubbing her wetness against my cock but not going further. She was equal to any attempt I made to have some kind of say, finding my helplessness highly amusing. She told me that I'm still technically a virgin, and she has all the power over me in this situation. She was right. "Beg me to take your virginity." That was her ultimatum. I had no choice. Honestly, humiliation and degradation isn't usually my thing, and I'm more of a bratty sub, but Ella somehow managed to put me in this headspace where I would've done just about anything. So I pleaded with her, and pleaded until she was sufficiently convinced that I meant it. In the end, she was actually quite merciful because she absolutely could've exploited her power far more than she did. Save for some last minute teasing, she did eventually place herself onto me. With one hand on my shoulder and the other finding its way to the back of my head, grabbing another tuft of my hair and yanking my head back, she rode me without restraint. She moaned with far more gruff than anyone her height had any business having, and I couldn't hold back my moans either. She kept complimenting me which I found really hot because she said it in this way that kind of implied ownership, and I was loving feeling like I was her own personal fuck toy. She also kept rubbing her hand across my torso which feels like quite a small thing but I really love that kind of sensual gesture. It's like everything she did was so calculated and targeted and it did make me realise that her actions were very much geared towards my pleasure despite how it looked. It just made me want to please her even more. Ella told me to moan her name, and entranced as I was, I obeyed. Moaning her name just made her moan more, and that in turn made me moan more. Soon enough, we were building to a spellbinding climax. She pushed me onto my back one last time and put both hands around my neck and squeezed hard. I could barely breathe, and I was loving it. She kept saying things like I'm hers, and my virginity belongs to her which was so hot. I couldn't even formulate anything beyond a word at a time, I was that overwhelmed (and asphyxiated.) At this point, she had certainly woken at least someone up with the sound of her deafening moans and her cheeks crashing against my thighs as she desperately bounced on my cock. Before we knew it, we were both seeing stars. Not that I regret wearing a condom, but I really wish I hadn't been wearing a condom because lord knows it was incredible enough with one on. Ella collapsed on top of me and we made out while I was still inside her. We passed out soon after that. That morning, we went at it again but it was a far quicker affair as we were both busy that day. She asked me if the previous night had been everything I hoped it would be, and words honestly couldn't sufficiently affirm just how perfect it was, but I tried anyway. She's one in a million and I told her so. I don't think there's anyone on this planet I would have rather lost it to.

Going-away presents (M36/T28/F32/F38) [MF, MT, impreg, friends, anal, dirty talk]

I (M36) live on the east coast of the US. I work in emergency management, and a few years ago I was sent on a two-month stint in the middle of the country. This was extended; I wound up out there for almost eight months. During that time I’d befriended three local women: Marcia (F32), Jenni (F38), and Charlie (T28). I’d been out to every bar several times in every imaginable combination of those three and others. Everyone knew everyone very well. A week before we closed up shop Marcia and Jenni asked me straight up if would help them get pregnant. I was floored. They said there were no suitable men in their area. Sounded suspicious but—I agreed immediately. I also jokingly suggested that we invite Charlie to watch, but they didn’t comment on it. Jenni and Marcia rented an apartment above a liquor store. The plan was that I’d give them my sperm on the Friday night before I left. To my delight and surprise, Charlie was there in a sexy little dress. Jenni and Marcia wore bathrobes in recognition of the impending event. My only prior encounter with any of the three was when Charlie gave me a blowie. She was a fucking pro, probably because she has a cock herself. We sat around and sipped wine for a while before Jenni sat next to me on the couch and pulled out my cock. Marcia and Charlie watched as she engulfed me with her mouth. After a minute or so I got up, undressed, and sat back down. She took off her robe. I gestured toward my lap for her to sit there. The others watched as this cute, naked chick squatted over my cock. They watched her already-wet lips spreading out to accommodate me, her butthole winking at them. A few lewd comments were made. In about two minutes my cock was feeling _really_ good, gripped and stroked bareback by Jenni’s tight cunt. We could all smell her horny girl juices—another thing that gets me fucking horny. I had her get up and lay with her legs draped over the arm of the couch. In this position she could rest for as long as she wanted with my cum in her womb. Jenni (and the others) got a good view of my cock disappearing into her pussy. I was really there to impregnate these women, not put on a show, so I concentrated on the tight pussy I was plunging in and out of. Finally I went past the edge and seconds later I started spurting my warm semen inside Jenni, filling her with my sperm. I went to the bathroom, figuring I’d clean the Jenni juice off my cock before sticking it inside Marcia. As I began pulling the door closed, Charlie appeared and asked if she could clean me. Of course I said yes. She closed the door and kneeled before me. I’d been slightly uncomfortable the first time with her, because she had a cock, which was totally new territory. This time I was good. She licked and sucked all that juice off, then got a warm, soapy facecloth and cleaned me up. When we opened the door back up, Jenni, back in her bathrobe, and Marcia, bare naked, were standing there snickering. Marcia grabbed my hand and we all went into the master bedroom. Charlie’s ministrations felt good, but I was still soft. We all lounged on the bed and drank more wine while we watched some tv. Eventually Mr. Happy was stiff and ready. The other two whooped as Marcia got on her hands and knees and presented herself to me. “Fuck her up the ass!” Charlie suggested. It was tempting. But I was a good boy and slowly entered Marcia’s sexy body from behind. Unlike Jenni, Marcia had a bush, and unlike Jenni, Marcia was demonstrative, moaning and telling me to “give it to me deeper” and to “fuck a baby into me.” With Charlie and Jenni cheering me on, I unleashed another load of hot sperm deep in Marcia’s baby canal. I was literally spent and we were all tired and tipsy. Jenni and Marcia stayed on the bed and fell asleep. I wasn’t sure what I should do at that point, but Charlie told me that she was going to crash in the guest room. With a grin, she asked whether she could clean up my cock again. I followed her to the unlit room. I didn’t even put my pants back on. Once again I got a good tongue bath from Charlie, and somehow, she had me half-hard again. This was the last time we were likely to meet. I was leaving the next day. So I went out on a limb: “Charlie, I want to fuck you.” She gave me a big smile: “just a sec.” She was back seconds later with some KY liquid from who knows where. She then very quickly got naked from the waist down and assumed the doggy position on the guest bed. By the time she started lubing her tiny, wrinkled butthole, my cock was stiff. I took over, giving her two fingers. It seemed like I’d need a few minutes more to stretch her out, but she said she was ready. I’d never fucked anyone with a cock or balls before. But I was fucking horny, even after giving it to Jenni and Marcia. I lubed up my cock and touched the head to her puckered asshole. I planned to be gentle. But— “I’m ready,” she said. “You don’t need to play around. Just stick it up my ass.” I did. Rather than playing around, I pushed right in, past her sphincter, past the tight, muscular ring that’s supposed to prevent something like this from happening. Charlie took it perfectly as I pushed my way into her rectum. She was very, very tight. It felt so incredible; as pretty and tight as those pussies had been earlier, Charlie’s warm, slippery butthole was on an entirely different plane. I pulled most of the way out, then back in. Repeating this, I slowly picked up a rhythm. At this point her ass was mine. As I began to seriously fuck her, I felt her balls rubbing against mine. She rested her front weight on her shoulders, using her lubed hand to rub her own balls, her warm hand coming into contact with mine. With her face on the bed, she gripped her own dick with her other hand and started pumping it. The muscles inside her asshole clenched and loosened as she jacked herself. This was also the point at which she started the filthy talk. Her butthole flexing on my dick while she was telling me to “buttfuck me like you own this bitch” got me almost too close. Then she started moaning more loudly, clearly getting closer to busting her nut. I was able to hold off until she started to ejaculate on her friends’ bed. Her asshole tensed up and I was over the edge before I knew it, filling her tight ass with my cum. ____ Sadly, I never saw any of them again. But a couple of months later Jenni emailed me Marcia’s ultrasounds. Although Jenni was disappointed that she didn’t conceive, she was ecstatic: Marcia was pregnant with twins.

[F]irst Blowjob

This isn't necessarily 'wild' unless you count meeting up with a stranger and not in a public place with other people. This was a over a year ago. The only experience I've had was having a very brief condomed tip pushed into my mouth but it was an unpleasant experience and I didn't let him get past my teeth, as the action was not consented and I removed myself from that situation. My first consented time however was with a random guy I messaged impulsively, in a "yolo" mood. I was high off my ass, and the munchies had me by the throat. Sure I had money but delivery fees are a bitch. I offered him a deal which he took and I waited. I smoked more to try and shake my anxiety but no amount would help my nerves. He eventually texted me he was downstairs and described the car he was in. It was sun down, around 8 or so so it was dark and we didn't need to hide. I got into the front seat before I could change my mind and we greeted eachother and made small talk. He said he was sure I was going to flake and that at least he would've got food to go home with. He offered to let me take the pizza back to my place before I sucked him off but I declined, not wanting him to think I could run off and not come back. He was an older man, some facial hair but I didn't mind since I wasn't kissing him. He had an average build and seemed nice and respectful. I moved the boxes of pizza to the back seat before letting him know he could pull his shorts down. I quietly watched him, biting and chewing nervously on my lower lip and he let me take my time trailing my saliva down over his shaft. I took in more each time I went down and eventually fit all of him into my mouth. He wasn't big, a little smaller than average and I was able to stroke him with one hand too while I sucked him off. It was pleasant, hearing the pleasured noises that came from him and I enjoyed the fact he kept up with hygiene, able to tell he had just taken a shower before he came over. He came pretty fast much to my surprise, and didn't seem disgusted or put off when I spit. He wiped off my chin with some of the napkins he grabbed from the pizza place. He told me he really needed that and expressed his gratitude, helping me pull the pizzas out of the back and I was able to waltz home with an amount of pizza that literally lasted me DAYS and kept my stomach happy (:

Hot neighbor. New day. Part 3

I haven't been able to come up with anything interesting with Michelle yet. I used to love her. Her figure was excellent. She was into fitness. She took care of herself. To my shame, I see that some of my 18-20-year-old girl friends looked worse. In addition, she agreed to be my sex toy and slut. I really had 2 girlfriends, rather just comrades than my girls. One is 18, the other is 19. They were very beautiful. Tried to build a closer relationship, but so far failed. I came to Michelle. A small surprise awaited me. Michelle met me in the bedroom, sat on the bed. She threw off her robe. She got down on all fours like a dog and brought me a collar with a leash in her mouth. \- Alain, I want to play the role of your dog today. It was interesting. I fastened the collar around Michelle's neck. Then he pulled the leash over himself. \- Come to me, my bitch, I'll let you enjoy my dick. Michelle started sucking my dick. She sucked with love. It was amazing. Michelle happily swallowed the cum and licked her lips. \- Your dog wants more. I led the bitch on a leash around the room and led her to the bed. My neighbor wanted to show how she can deepthroat. Michelle did everything with love. Everything turned out great. I lay down on my stomach to rest. Michelle stroked my back and buttocks. \- Alain, your ass is very sexy. Didn't the girls tell you? I just have to caress your buttocks, I really want to. Michelle leaned over and started kissing my buttocks. It was something new and pleasant. My dick is up. Michelle spread my legs. First she started licking my cock. Then she began to caress my balls. She then took the cock in her hand and began to slowly masturbate. And she began to run her tongue over my ass. Oh devil. It turned out to be so nice. Why didn't I ask about this earlier. I had no idea that I have such an erogenous zone. Michelle felt that I liked it. She began to lick more intensely. Sometimes she made circular movements, as if she wanted to penetrate my anus. She liked it very much. What a wonderful neighbor I have. \- Oh, Michel, this is fantastic, I'll finish soon. I closed my eyes in pleasure. Michelle leaned over. Michelle took my dick in her mouth and began to suck hard. With her hand, she began to squeeze my balls, as if trying to get more sperm. As a reward, she received a portion of fresh sperm. It was a very cool, very violent orgasm. I also thought prostate massage was good. We should tell Michelle and try again next time. I have seen several videos on this subject. It seemed exciting to me. After all, Michelle said that she was open to any sexual fantasies. Why not try. With Michelle, I did not hesitate to explore any sexual games. Today's game went well. I decided that I needed to repeat.

My bosses wife washed me off before her husband walked in

One day after cross country practice I got a text from my bosses wife. My boss was out and she wanted to meet me for the first time. I quickly left practice to go meet her. I was nervous but excited. I hadn’t had any contact with him in a little bit and now she reached out to me. It was weird but I had to go meet her. I arrived at their house and I parked around back and knocked on the door. She opened the door and let me inside. We had awkward small talk for a moment and got to know each other. She asked where I went to college and my major the usual stuff. Then she finally said “I’ve really enjoyed meeting you. But I really wanted to thank you” “Thank me?” I asked and she nodded. “You’ve really helped our relationship. We have been so much happier ever since. It showed me I really needed to be here for him and it showed him how to be with me.” I nodded and said “It seems to be working well. He told me what happened and we haven’t had sex since” she nodded “Yes he enjoys me. But I know he misses you.” I couldn’t tell if she was upset by that. But then she answered my question. “I know he wants you. And I am fine with you all being together as long as I get him too” I nodded and said “Yes ma’am we don’t have to have sex if you aren’t comfortable with it.” She shook her head “I am comfortable with it honey. I’m fact I partially invited you over incase you wanted to surprise him.” I was surprised by the offer but I couldn’t really take it “ma’am I really would love to but I just left cross country practice and I have not had a shower”. She nodded and stood up and motioned for me to follow. I followed as we went into their room and then their bathroom. She said “That’s fine I need to get ready too” she shut the door behind us and turned on the bathtub. “We can even get a warm bath for you to relax in” I stood there waiting for her to leave after the bath was ready but she never did. She pulled her shirt off and began to remove her bra. I was staring in disbelief. She dropped her bra in the floor and then unzipped her jeans and pulled them down to the floor with her panties. She stood up and looked at me. “Oh I’m sorry. I was gonna join you but If you’d rather not I understand” My face grew red and I said” oh no I’m sorry”. I removed my clothes awkwardly as she climbed into the tub. I quickly hopped in covering up my body and my embarrassment. I washed my body and glanced as she slowly washed herself. Her body was gorgeous. She was taller than me with long smooth legs. She had long straight brown hair with small b cup breasts. Her ass was well shaped and a bit bigger than mine. I was mildly jealous of her gorgeous frame. “It’s okay to look” she said lightly as I was looking at the water. I looked up and she was watching me. “I’m admiring you too” she said and smiled. I laughed a little back and looked back at her. “I see why he wants you Katrina” I laughed “I could say the same for you. You have the body I’ve always wanted.” I began to wash my hair and untangle it and she offered to help “Here let me help you” she said. I came closer to her and sat me in between her legs in the corner of the tub. She massaged the soap into my hair and then rinsed it out. She pulled me in closer and then began to rub my shoulders. “Don’t ever feel bad about your body when you look like this” she whispered in my ear. I leaned back into her feeling her wet body against mine. Her hands slid down to my chest and across my breasts. She began to rub my body feeling every inch of me. She whispered in my ear “Arr you okay with this Katrina” I nodded and leaned back. Her hands slid into my crotch as she massaged around my pelvis and then finally I looked up. I gently turned around as she leaned in to kiss me. As our lips collided her hand brushed across my clitoris for the first time. Heat rushed across my body as I lightly slid into the water. She gently opened my vagina and washed it before sliding her hand back. Her hand began to make ripples as she rubbed my clit as she kissed my neck. I groaned in pleasure as he walked into the bathroom. She slowed to a gentle rub as he walked beside the tub looking down on us. He bent down and kissed her as we both began to stand up. I was blue balled. I looked at her as she stepped out of the tub and kissed him as she grabbed a towel. She walked out as I stepped out. I looked up and he smiled as he unbuttoned his shirt. I wrapped myself in the towel as he kissed me. “She told me she would get you ready for me. This is not what I was expecting”. I didn’t respond. I was burning with heat and wanted her body against mine. He kissed me and smiled. “She wants you too Katrina. I just wanted alone time with you first” he whispered as he kissed my neck. I smiled as he said this and my frustration turned to lust. He pulled the towel from my hand and pulled me in. My cold damp body pressed against his warm dry chest as he kissed me. I wrapped my fingers around his cock and he smiled. He turned my body around and we faced the mirror as he bent me over the counter. He massaged his hard dick into my vagina and I groaned in pleasure as I felt him penetrate deep inside of me. He held my hips and I bent over willingly as he fucked me. I moaned in pleasure as he sped up. I orgasmed hard thinking of them using my body. I gasped in pleasure and my legs lightly shook. My vagina squeezing his dick as I shook. He groaned and pulled me into him. His dick throbbed and jumped inside of me shooting ropes of cum. He groaned sliding in and out gently as he finished inside of me. He bent down kissing my back as he slowly slid out. He grunted as his dick slid out of my pussy. He turned me around and sat me on the counter and kissed me. “I’ve missed you Katrina” he breathed as I grabbed my towel. He gently wiped his cum from my pussy as I kissed him back. “Let’s go have dinner and then you two can have some fun” he whispered. I nodded and he smiled. He handed me my clothes and we both got dressed to go back outside.

Exhibitionist Misadventure 2 [F24][Groping][Exhibitionism]

Days after my [little flashing trip at the mall](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/11vcg0f/exhibitionist_misadventure_f24exhibitionismsolo/), I found myself hungry for more. There was something about being so bare, so nearly naked while out in public, that really and absolutely consumed my interest. It was like a fire that couldn't be put out and one that crept up steadily throughout every fibre of my being, filling my thoughts utterly. Needless to say, after I got home after that excursion, I came several more times as I rubbed myself and humped my pillows that night. This began for me as a deep interest rapidly turned into an obsession and an addiction. I needed more and I couldn't wait for the next time my friends became available. So I decided to go and have a small adventure of my own. It's pretty warm where I live and during March onwards, even the nights can get scorchingly hot. So last night when I went out, I certainly stood out. I was wearing this [thin, hooded poncho](https://www.uniqlo.com/ph/en/products/E458033-000?colorCode=COL41&sizeCode=SMA003) which I had buttoned all the way up. Other than this, my flat work shoes and my facemask, I wasn't wearing anything else. I drew glances as I waited by the road for the bus as I probably looked nuts dressed for the cold when it was nearly 30°C outside. Beyond the passing glances however, people left me alone, assuming I was off to do the night shift at a call center job. I fidgeted while waiting for my ride because I couldn't help but imagine people knowing I was fucking naked underneath. When one arrived, I slid inside along several other commuters. Underneath my mask I found myself biting my lower lip as a throng of bodies brushed and bumped against me. I allowed myself to get swept forward by the crowd and as I did, I very keenly felt every arm, hand, and finger that touched my body. A nervous thrill went up my spine as I wondered if anyone realized how bare I was, how the poncho was all I had hiding my modesty. I drew my hands up and held my purse, holding it against the front of my poncho, worried about pickpockets but also out of fear that my nipples might suddenly be visible poking out from the poncho's thin fabric. My heart was beating hard as nervousness crept up on me, and I squeezed my legs shut as I found myself suddenly so very conscious of what the fuck I just did to myself. I couldn't find a seat and the bus crowded up pretty quickly. Squeezed in, I found myself pressed against several people, mostly men. Initially, I thought they paid me no mind since they all seemed to either be staring forward or on their phones. I then began thinking of what to do and which stop I should get off the bus from when suddenly, a hand snaked down and squeezed a cheek. My spine straightened up as shock ran up my body. I felt tense and very afraid but at the same time, I was aroused. I felt the hand linger, fingers cupping my bottom through my poncho, and suppressed my mouth from making a sound. I could have turned around but it was dark and difficult to move. This act also thrilled me, the mere act sending the slut inside firing on all cylinders and loving the expected attention. That piece of me liked it, and she demanded more. So instead of doing anything, I did nothing, showing no reaction. I guess he took my none-reaction as a sign because shortly after I felt his hand again, his fingers probing deeper this time, grabbing more of my bottom. The stranger squeezed and fondled, and I felt myself getting more wet the longer I let it happen. I bit my lip and adjusted, leaning back as much as I could in the small space I had. Then, he let go. I had a brief moment to wonder what was this stranger doing when I suddenly felt the bottom of my poncho lift. I had to consciously suppress the urge to yell as I felt fingers climb up my things and touch the space between my legs. My body tensed as those fingers found my pussy, the thick, rough digits sliding between the slit of my wet snatch and parting them ever so slightly before settling on and pressing against my clit. My knees lost all strength and I clung onto the bus' handrail for support as I felt the stranger lean closer, the pressure he applied with his fingers get stronger. "Fuck, aren't you naughty?" He whispered. He then slid two fingers into my pussy and the violation sent me into a shuddering orgasm I nearly fell. He likely felt it because the stranger didn't let up. His index and middle fingers slid out of my snatch and resettled on my clit, the thick digits expertly applying pressure on my sensitive little nub and applying just enough before they slid back down, parting the lips of my slit before slipping back into my hot, wet love hole. He never went too fast, his touch was only firm, strong, and utterly undeniable. I came a second time and was coming to a third when the bus pulled over to the corner and a crowd of people began to step out. A seat beside me opened and someone (the stranger likely) shoved me that I practically fell into it. Disoriented by what I just experienced, I couldn't see which guy was the one who had groped me. All I saw was the throng of people who got down from the bus, all minding their own business. I took a moment to compose myself. I still wanted to see what misadventure I could stumble into, to go walk around, feel the thrill of being almost naked, and then find someplace where someone might catch me. Post-orgasm clarity however, said otherwise. It said I was lucky, and things could have easily gone wrong. I got off the bus on the next stop and after walking a bit down the street, used an app to call a cab home. That adventure was enough for tonight.

How I lost my virginity

How I lost my virginity About 10 years ago, I was M18and my cousin was M23 got a 12 pack of beer and started drinking. When we were a little bit younger and we kind of experimented a little with oral sex. Well after a couple of beers I got incredibly horny. I was bi-curious at the time and really wanted to try anal. So, after he got a little drunk I started asking him about what kind of porn he watched. Then we started watching porn together. We started jerking off and then I asked him if he wanted to fuck me in the ass. He was hesitant be he agreed. It hurt at first but I started to enjoy it a little bit. He ended up finishing inside of me. I finished as well. He left the next day and we never really spoke about it. I identify as straight today, and that's the only time I've had gay sex. That's how I lost my virginity, gay anal sex with my first cousin.

Lights Out! [M29, F29] [Edging] [Blowjob] [Biting] [Softcore]

The lights flickered. The tv they had not actually looked at in 10 minutes flashed off. They both sat with their feet on the coffee table, staring at their phones. One of her legs casually draped over his. At the first flicker their eyes darted up, then looked at each other. “Was it supposed to be this windy?” she asked. The lights went out again and did not come back on. Her phone disconnected from the internet it refused to load the article she was so close to finishing. “I didn’t think it was going to be this bad, but you never know. It is New England” he replied, pushing back one of the curtains to look outside. The sun set hours before but the streetlight illuminated the blizzard outside. The snow blew in drifts down the sidewalk and covered the cars so they were almost invisible. They put their phones down for the first time in a couple hours. She leaned her head against the back of the couch and looked at him. “No lights, no internet... whatever will we do with ourselves” she grinned. “I can think of a couple of things” he replied. His arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss. The day had been leisurely, they hadn’t dressed or gone out at all. Most of the day was spent in that very position, waiting for the predicted storm. The streetlight cast just enough of a glow through the half open curtains that they could see each others faces in shadow. needless to say they were well rested bordering on restless, if the sudden movement in his pajamas was any indication. “It’s going to get cold down here pretty quickly” She said, feeling his hands under her shirt. “what do you recommend?” He asked, pulling her t-shirt over her head. Her nipples perked at the rush of cool air. He took one in his mouth and slowly flicked his tongue. She moaned, He pressed his hips harder against her, she could feel him now. “upstairs...” she gasped. She tried to wiggle free but he held her close, pinning her to the couch with one hand while the other slowly caressed her chest, finger tips moved slowly down her torso and slid gently under the waistband of her leggings. “you sure?” he asked “seems pretty warm in here right now” “yeah” She sighed, his fingers pressed into her clitoris gently. Her hands moved to the back of his neck, pulling him closer, kissing him deeply. He gently moved his kisses to her jaw bone, her chin, her neck and down. He nibbled at her collarbone and she could feel her body begin to melt into his, losing all sense of time, place and falling deeper into the moment. He sank his teeth into her neck and she gasped with pleasure, his fingers moving against her faster, he sucked gently on her nipple... another moment and she would be there. And then he pulled away, grinning mischievously. Her eyes fluttered open. “excuse me?” she asked through the fog of pleasure in her brain. “you’re far too easy, you know that?” he teased “easy? Me?” she laughed and flipped the dynamic. She pushed him down on the couch and straddled him. His eyes grew wide. “I’ll show you easy” She tugged his shirt off, running her hands over his chest. He sighed, clearly enjoying himself. She ran her hands gently, caressingly down his torso, to the waistband of his pants and slowly slid them off, releasing him, in all of his glory. She bit her lip and looked up at him. She gently caressed him with the tips of her fingers, slowly stroking up and down. She could feel him pulsing with anticipation, but she was going to take her time. She wanted him to work for it. She bent over and caressed him with her mouth, gentle kisses up, flicked the tip with her tongue, and back down. Her hands running over his hips and holding him here. He placed a hand on her head, wound his fingers into her hair and tried to push her down but she held firm and said “not yet, my love” She teased him and she could tell he was yearning for more. She enjoyed the feeling. She slowly lowered her mouth on to him and he moaned with pleasure. Her eyes darted up to look at him, his eyes flicked down at her for just a moment and she watched his face the moment she took him in her mouth, his eyes rolled back in his head. She loved that moment. Her mouth moved faster, she took him deeper in and he writhed in pleasure. He was close, she knew it. At the soft, wet noise of her taking him out his eyes flickered open. “and you said I was easy...” she trailed off and sat up to straddle him. She guided him in and their hips began to move in unison, faster, they both wanted it, they needed it. The heat built in the room, sweat glistened on his forehead and her breath came faster. She could feel how wet she was as his hands moved her hips further up and down to make that beautiful, wet, smack together that both drove them wild. She arched her head back, pressing down harder on him, feeling him inside her, grinding against him. By the light from the street he could see her face, she was close, he felt her clench around him, she was warm, wet and welcoming, It was all he could do to hold on while she finished. She let out a loud “oh my god...” as she finished and that was all he needed. His body convulsed with pure pleasure, and they sat for just a moment, basking in the warmth they created in the room. The lights were out, but the heat was turned all the way up. They both breathed heavily as she slowly extricated herself from their entanglement. Her foot hit the coffee table with a loud thwack and her face scrunched up in pain. “you okay?” he asked, laughing. He grabbed her hand and pulled her back onto the couch, laying beside him now. “I don’t need those toes” she replied, wiggling in closer to him, one leg thrown over his. He really was a human furnace. “When do you think the power will come back” she asked after a few moments “does it matter? ” he replied, and kissed her forehead gently.

[MF] My wild neighbor loves a good young slut

The guy next door. Right? Wrong, he was the man (40M) next door. I (19F) was 18 that summer and wore short shorts and tube tops, and after I left the house took my bra off. My sister and I walked around the mall with our headlights on and enjoyed the way men looked at us. One afternoon we were sitting at the food court and this man kept looking at me and I let my legs get open. I could feel his lust. He couldn't see anything because of my shorts, but he got the message and rubbed his dick in his pants. I went to the supermarket with my mother in a short skirt and no panties. The first time I left the house commando. I bent over knowing that men could see my butt and I always stood with my legs slightly open so that they could get a good look. How many men messed their pants I don't know, but I'm sure that quite a few did. At the time I didn't know I was being an exhibitionist, but I was. The man next door to us always looked at me when I was outside. I could see him in his window when I was helping in the yard. I wore short short shorts, and a thong, and I know he could see my butt when I bent over. It was hot one afternoon and I took my top off and showered myself with the hose and gave him a wet t-shirt moment after I put my shirt back on. I imagined him standing at the window with his dick in his hand. It was that summer that I washed the car with my friend, in bikini bottoms and no bra t-shirts, all wet and our nipples clearly visible to anyone that wanted to watch. Like my neighbor, he watched. He stood in his yard and watched us without moving. and when my friend grabbed my tits from behind I locked eyes with him. It was me that went over, and knocked on his back door and asked him if there was any work I could do, I was earning money for the summer. He should never have let me in the door, but he did and said all he had was laundry and I said that was easy and I would do his laundry for ten bucks. While the washer was doing the work I got on my knees in front of him while he sat on the couch and put my hands on his dick in his pants and told him that I never had a man his age. So how was I supposed to learn about men. He took my top off first, no bra just titties and he slurped and kissed and sucked on my nipples while I pushed my shorts down and he had me with only a pink thong on. I sucked his dick for him, he kept asking me how old I was and I, (18 at the time) didn't answer. I slipped my thong off and straddled his lap and rode his dick down. He was so scared at that moment. I told him I wasn't a virgin or anything like that, I had sucked dick and been fucked before. What I didn't tell him that never by a real man. I had sex with him that summer, on his bed, all naked and on my back. I liked missionary more than anything else and I liked sucking his dick. I did his laundry on Wednesdays and vacuumed in a thong. My neighbor continued to fuck me until I went to college. The bottom line is that sex with a real man made sex with college guys a big disappointment. I guess that's why I am attracted to older men.

[B/S], I (20M) just made out with my (22FM) sister then she showed me her nudes.

kind of shocked right noww on another account to tell this story for privacy. Me and my sister have always been kind of close but lately she has been dressing more revealing and i’ve always found her hot and i’ve caught myself staring i didn’t think she noticed. About a week after we were sitting together watching a movie like usual when she paused it and said “hey you know i’ve been noticing your staring at me lately you know” smiling and i immediately got a big red and denied it asking what she meant and acting like i didn’t know what she was talking about. Then what happened i was not ever expecting she touches my leg and says “it’s okay i really like it” and leaned in for a kiss it felt so good to finally kiss my hot sister, once she pulled back she handed me her phone and told me to feel free and look through it alll, what i found has never made me cum so hardd, not much has happened since then im trying to get more alone time with her i can’t wait.. if more details are wanted i’ll make a second post just don’t to make a extremely long post..

[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 402. A mother's predatory mating dance.

Wrapped in a thick, soft blanket and reading an intense and nihilistic novel on the sofa, I needed to move. Recognizing the footfalls behind me in the kitchen as Patrick's I called to him. "Baby, my lighter is next to my purse. Be a doll and get it." I asked matter-of-factly. Patrick quietly retrieved the lighter and brough it to me. He looked confused, likely curious as to why I would want it while inside the house. "I know you don't mind building a fire on the patio, do you?" He shrugged silently and went outside where I heard him fetching wood from next to the garage. I continued reading and sipping chamomile tea. Inside my body, some part of me was aching to escape and be unleashed. The temptress wanted to move and attract prey, like a Siren in want. As the glass door opened and Patrick entered, I could smell wood smoke and would see the fire growing as it popped and crackled. He placed my lighter where he had found it and he sat across from me on a chair, pretending to be interested in his phone. I am sure he knew what would soon happen, and he wanted to reap the benefits of his coquettish mother. I slipped away to my bedroom where I changed into burgundy heels, a black bra and panties set and a red robe. My hair was down, and I put on a pair a large, silver hoop earrings. My few but colorful tattoos shown well, and I smirked at my reflection. Like a femme fatale or a savage jungle cat, I bared my teeth before stealthily exiting the side door to the patio. I have mentioned previously that back in my stripper days, I loved dancing to the song; She Rides by Danzig and this night, it seemed like the perfect choice. I lay my robe over the bar and took a cherry popsicle from the little freezer. As the song began, I strutted in front of the fire as the wind caused a long hot tail to spark along the tile and Mommy started to move. My legs, hips, ass and shoulders slithered like a snake as the song warmed up. Once the vocals licked in, I bent and shook my powerful ass before standing straight and fellating the popsicle, taking it deep into my throat. My hands squeezed my tits and I let the bikini top fall the ground. I slid my crotch along the corner of the bar before dipping and twirling in front of the fire. I could feel Patrick's eyes on me and seconds later, the glass door opened slightly, and he stood, watching his mother dance from the doorway. My energy increased and I felt like a being of pure sex as I tossed the popsicle into the fire and licked my finger clean as I seductively moved. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement barely illuminated by the firelight. It was Michael. He had silently come out the side door and I heard Patrick utter "Ugh...wait" as Michael tossed me onto his shoulder and carried me to his bedroom. My younger boy mad rough and beautiful love to me without a word, save for his manly grunts and growls. I couldn't have been prouder of him. **My sons are 22 and 27. If you ask me how this all started, I'll ignore you.**

Rush hour Tease in Subway 1

It was rush hour, and it was crowded in that car. Always is, and usually I hate it. Squeezed into a corner of thetrain, clinging desperately to the handrail above me asI’m surrounded by men and women coming home from work orshopping or whatever it is they did that dragged them outinto the misery we shared. I feel arms and knees andelbows and backs all around me, crushing me alive. People reading newspapers or magazines or looking out thewindows or talking to each other, trying to forget howuncomfortable they all are. Every bump and lurch of thesubway car causes us to sway, and I’m forced to sway withthem. It’s all I can do to hang onto the rail, yet I feellike if I let go, I’ll still remaining standing, held upby the flood of people surrounding me. It was in this state that I was in the train pulled intothe Cortelyou Station. At this stop, as at every stop, Iwas hoping silently that some of the people would get offand ease up on the pressure. I watched some of themfiling off with relief, but not enough of them left. Andmore began to file in. Then more. I grit my teeth as theyforced themselves into the already crowded train, beingcompacted slowly. Finally, the doors closed and we beganmoving again, even more crowded than before. It was only when we had been going for a while that Inoticed the woman in front of me. She was very attractiveas she looked down at a newspaper she was reading. Herlong red hair fell down over the shoulders of a greenblouse, and I glanced down to see her curvy body wasbeing hugged by a light black skirt. She was facing awayfrom me, and I realised with a jolt that the crowds hadpositioned us so that my crotch was pressing up againsther rear. I tried to look away and not think of the awkwardness ofthe situation. She didn’t seem to have noticed. Yet, asthe train swayed on the tracks, I found myself beingpushed up against her, again and again. I could feel thecurves of her asscheeks through her skirt against mybody, and with every bump I was pressed up against them.It didn’t take much imagination to feel as if I wasthrusting into her, over and over again, guided by themovements of the train. The only thing preventing it frombeing a reality were the thin layers of our clothes. It was so easy to imagine those clothes being gone. Icouldn’t help thinking about it. In fact, it wasn’t anunappealing thought. I glanced down at her, then tried tofocus on a cigarette ad on the wall as I was bounced intoher again and again. She shifted a little, and her buttrubbed against my crotch. It was too much for me. I felt a chill of horror as Ifelt my body begin to respond. I swelled in my jeans, andthe sensations increased as I moved against her, causingme to swell even more. Within seconds, I was hard as arock. Sweat broke out on my face as I realised she was going tonotice. She would feel my hardness against her, andrealize she was pushing up against a pervert. She’d bedisgusted and react with horror and scream or pull away,which would be just as bad because I was enjoying itdespite myself. I bit my lip, trying to will my body torespond, and waiting for her to react. Yet nothing happened. She continued to read the newspaperas I bounced against her rear, as if nothing washappening. She had to have noticed. Maybe she hadn’t, wasall I could think. Maybe she would think it was just anelbow or something and I’d get away with it. I felt alittle relief, but decided not to push it. I had to endthis before it got out of hand. if you like my story send me a feedback

[B/s] I (25M) comforted my little sister (19F) after some college drama, and now I don't know what to do (Update)

I received a lot of great feedback from the community, so thank you all for the advice. The biggest thing I realized when reading all the comments is that I really didn't know how she really felt, and more importantly, I shouldn't just assume or guess how she feels. That there needed to be some kind of communication between us. Did she have feelings for me? Do I even *really* have feelings for her? I kept thinking about the things she said that night - that she felt safe with me, and that she really cared about whether or not I found her attractive. In the heat of the moment, it really felt like she's had her eyes on me her entire life - always looking up to her older brother and wanting his attention. That made me feel good. Hell, it made me feel great. But... the more I thought about it, the more I thought about all the other possibilities. Maybe I just happened to be there for her when she was at her most vulnerable. I mean, she was literally crying earlier that day. Or maybe she just had horrible luck with guys up until now, and I was just the next best thing. If any of these were the case... I'd have a hard time forgiving myself for giving in to her advances so easily. That's not the kind of older brother I sought out to be throughout my entire life. This all brings me back to what I said earlier though. At the end of the day, these were all just assumptions. And no matter what, I couldn't let anything else happen unless I was absolutely sure that what she felt, if anything, was real or genuine. At least, that was the plan. But, as it turns out, life doesn't always turn out according to plan. --- **At the risk of semi-blue-balling people interested in how things will turn out, I'll preface this update by saying that the events that take place in this post are still prior to when I made my original Reddit post. There's just a lot that happened so I had to break it up into two, essentially.** **You have been warned!** --- I glossed over a couple of details in my last post, particularly at the end. I wanted to put in writing everything that happened up until and including that fateful night between Leah and I. In doing so, I wasn't able to fully capture just how high-spirited Leah was after we spent the night together. I was also really tired the night I was writing this (yes, me being tired is going to become a common theme throughout these posts, haha) that I just didn't have the stamina to write it all down. So, allow me to fill in some holes (shut up). On Monday morning, I was both happy and worried about what had happened the night before. But I must admit, it felt pretty intoxicating waking up in my little sister's bed. Her room always smelled like flowers; combined with feeling the lingering warmth of her absent body in the empty space next to mine and being wrapped in her girlish, scented sheets, I woke up feeling inexplicably happy, as if everything felt right with the world. That feeling lasted all of about 5 seconds when I realized how late in the morning it was, and that our mom was (probably) awake. So I went downstairs prepared for the worst, but instead, everything seemed to be fine. Mom said 'Good Morning' like she normally would, and my heart fluttered when I saw my sister helping her cook breakfast. Almost immediately, she dropped everything she was doing to come give me a hug and the cheeky greeting I described in my last post, saying that I looked like I 'slept well.' My eyes widened, and I said with joking annoyance, 'Yes, I did. *Thank you*,' and she just smiled more and returned to cooking. I was at least able to breathe my first sigh of relief. That my mom didn't seem to notice where I went to bed last night, and most importantly, that my sister didn't view last night as a big fucking mistake. I mean, I did make her cum, so I really hoped that wouldn't be the case. No, instead it seemed quite the opposite. As if we'd never been closer as brother and sister. *Ugh, there's those words again. Brother. Sister.* My stomach went in knots, but not because I was disgusted. I felt ill because I wasn't disgusted. Because it felt so good to touch my sister, to kiss her, and that it felt so right to wake up in her bed the next day. But the reality of the situation started to sink in as I sat at the dining room table. That if what we had last night was real, we would never be able to be open about it and explore it to the depths of its potential. While I was silently brooding about it, Leah looked like she was on Cloud 9. A complete 180 from yesterday. Seeing her like that gave me some reassurance that there could still be happiness from this situation. When she finished cooking the eggs, she placed them at the table. As she did so, she came over to me and whispered into my ear while our mom was still busy cooking the sausages. "I'm sorry about last night." My body froze. *Fuck. Does she feel responsible for what happened? Does she think I didn't want it?* "W-what? Don't be sorry. If anyone's sorry it should be me. I shouldn't have-" She started smiling wider and stopped me, putting her fingers on my mouth. "Shh! No, I meant I'm sorry because you didn't get to cum! Silly..." I tightened my lips and smiled beneath her fingertips. Then I grabbed her wrist and bit her fingers playfully, letting her briefly feel the warmth and wetness of my tongue before I pulled it away. "Don't scare me like that, Leah! I *genuinely* thought I did something wrong." She held back a giggle, bit her bottom lip and just looked at me. You know those looks you give when you look for just a second too long? The kind of look that says 'I can stay here forever just looking at you.' That was in the vicinity of what this look felt like. "I couldn't help it. I like it when you get all worried like that." I rolled my eyes and quickly let go of her when our mom was just about done cooking. We spent the rest of breakfast playing footsies underneath the dining room table while our mom was comedically trying to give her a speech on why Leah should just stay away from boys until she graduates. --- The next couple of days went by pretty uneventfully as she still had classes to attend. Since she's very studious and also a freshman, her schedule is pretty horrendous. She always had one or two classes in the morning, and the rest of her classes stretched from the afternoon till late at night. She also had a midterm exam to study for on Wednesday, so that occupied most of her time while I was at the house. On top of that, I spent those couple of days working from my laptop as my current occupation allows that. Now, although I said things were "pretty uneventful," that's moreso just a figure of speech when comparing to Sunday night. To me, they were still *pretty fucking eventful.* Every interaction with her was some sort of romantic or sexual jab at each other. Whenever we were both home and both not working/studying, we were constantly on top of each other: watching TV on the couch, flirting, complimenting each other, tickling each other, playfully smacking each other's asses... y'know, just your average brother/sister-type stuff. (Kidding.) On a more serious note, however, worry started to sink in. At the end of the day, she was still just a 19-year-old girl. I didn't want to feel like I was taking advantage of her, but at the same time, I couldn't help but enjoy the desire she clearly had for me. My thoughts and feelings weren't as fully-fleshed out as they are at the time of writing this post, but at the very least, I knew I didn't want to make things worse by getting more deeply involved with Leah without weighing all the options and considering all the consequences. So every night, while our mom was still awake and running around the house, I would pretty much force myself to go to bed early. I knew in the back of my mind that I wasn't going to have the mental fortitude to refuse any of my little sister's advances, but I thought that if I was asleep, she wouldn't want to try anything. Reminder that I am a 25-year-old man and I *actually* thought that would work. Queue the facepalm. So anyway, it is now Tuesday night and lo and behold, I wake up at 1 A.M. to find Leah half-naked in my bed... Okay, that sentence doesn't really do it justice, so let me elaborate. I wake up in my bed not really knowing what time it is. My body is lying face down, and my head is tilted towards the other half of my bed. The only light in the room is the dim moonlight that shines through my windows, and I can only barely make out the shape of my sister's head and her silky hair as my eyes adjust to the darkness. This is about the time when I start to contemplate why I woke up in the first place; that reason is because of a sensation I felt on my hand. It seems that my hand was placed on a soft, warm mound of pillowy-goodnes- Ah, yep, that's my sister's tit. "Leah?" I groan her name, half because I had just woken up, and half because I'm now mindlessly playing with her breasts and it feels so fucking good. I got excited again in a matter of seconds as I felt her nipple hardening from my fingertips as they casually grazed against them, left and right, up and down, flicking her little nubs while the rest of my fingers sink into her luscious mounds of flesh. She starts moaning as she responds to me. "M-mhmm... I missed you. And I couldn't sleep." "Mm, I'm sorry, baby- Ah, I mean, Leah. Sorry." *Fuck, I can't believe I just called her baby.* She giggled and put her hand on mine, encouraging me to be rougher with her body as she guided my fingers all over her breasts, her nipple stiffening even more as it gasps for air between my fingers. "It's okay. You can call me baby... You can call me whatever you want to. *Daddy.*" Alright, two things. First, I'm not sure how you all feel about the whole "Daddy" name-calling thing, but considering where I'm posting this, I'm sure you can all understand just how fucking *hot* it was that my own precious little *sister* called me that. Second, it was very, *very* clear that she wanted things to go further and that my sister was, in-fact, a living, breathing succubus. So, with those two things out of the way, please allow me this one pass at what I did next in terms of escalating things further with her because I'm pretty sure my penis would have disowned me if I did nothing after she said those words. "Oh really? Whatever I want?" I said, shifting my whole body towards hers, my hands descending down to her waist, gripping and pulling her entire body closer to me. "Whatever you want..." she said, looking up at me with a somehow larger pair of "fuck me" eyes than last time, and as soon as I saw them, I kissed her as passionately as I could, the two of us moaning in sync between our lips, across our tongues. This lasted for only a few seconds before my lustfulness took the better of me, and I started kissing her neck, then her collarbone, until finally I was able to plant my lips on those delicious breasts of hers, my chin nudging the edge of the blanket down until they were just barely exposed. I only wished the room were brighter so I could appreciate them more. As soon as I pressed my tongue against the underside of her tit, she moaned out in pleasure, as if she'd been waiting all fucking week for this. I don't even think it was about the physical sensation of it at that point. No, it was more so the fact that we could finally connect our bodies after days of aching for each other. The sounds she made only got louder and more perverted the more I played with her nipple. Eventually, I had my entire mouth sucking on her breasts, making sure they each got equal attention as I savored the taste of my sister's wet, hard nipples along with the sensation of her body jerking with pleasure while my tongue flicked against them, her tits trapped between my lips. I remember how it felt to have her fingers sifting through my hair, grabbing onto locks of it and pulling me into her. I'd never felt so wanted in my life. It felt so good to cause so much pleasure to a person I loved my entirely life, to someone I always cared about and tried to protect. All this made it that much harder when I finally had to stop it. --- "What's wrong?" she said, still panting as I pulled away and laid on my back. "I'm sorry it's just... if I kept going I don't think I'd be able to stop myself." She smiled and slid her hand down towards my member, squeezing it playfully as it was obviously extremely hard. "Is that a bad thing?" I laughed and put my hand on hers. "No, definitely not... I just... I think we should think about this before we take it any further, y'know? I mean, just the other day you were crying about that guy you liked and now..." "Shane. I don't like him anymore. I like you. I love you." "Yea, I know. And I love you too. I just want to make sure we're making the right decision." She started to get annoyed and sad. I got the sense that she felt like I was treating her like a little kid. She crossed her arms while glaring at me. "Does that mean you don't want to be with me?" "No! Of course it doesn't mean that," I sat up in bed and I pulled her upright with me. Then I stared into her eyes and kissed her softly and passionately, enough for her to crumble and drop her arms to her sides, exposing her tits to the moonlight as the wet streaks of my tongue glistened against her skin. "I love you so much, Leah. There's nothing I want more in the world than to make you happy. All I'm asking is that we really think about what this means for the both of us so we can get through it, *together.* Is that okay?" She sighed. I'm guessing out of sexual frustration and also out of understanding. "Okay. You're lucky I have a test tomorrow." I smiled and kissed her lips once more. "Thank you. Good luck on your test tomorrow. And if it makes you feel any better, this is the worst pair of blue balls I've ever had, and I'm definitely going to jerk off to you tonight." She laughed and pressed her hand against the tip of my shaft. "Hehe, yea, you're really hard... So what about me are you going to think about?" she said, biting her lip. I shook my head, refusing to humor her libido any further. "Nope! Not answering. Bed! Good night!" I said, smiling and pointing her towards her room. She pouted and got up, putting her shirt back on. But before she left she turned back towards me. "So when *can* we continue seeing each other like this?" I looked at her sincerely and spoke as earnestly as I could. "Just give me till Thanksgiving. I'll figure things out by then, okay?" She smiled hopefully. "Okay. I love you." "I love you too." --- Okay, consider the holes *filled!* (shut up) This is now up-to-date with when I wrote my last post. So much went on before I resorted to Reddit that I had to split things into two. I also blame myself for not being able to put everything into one post, but alas, I am just one man. My next post will be post-Thanksgiving and also post-Reddit post. Lots of posts, I'm excited! Again, thanks for all the advice. If you're still willing to give advice, I hope this update fills you in more on Leah's state of mind. Also, hope you all had a great Thanksgiving!

Carmen (Part 2) [MDom] [fsub] [FDom] [Group] [FMF 30s-40s]

The electric gates swung open as we pulled into the driveway, and the curving driveway led us behind a high hedge to a surprisingly large but tasteful house. Nothing ostentatious, but tasteful and elegant. The handwritten and hand-delivered invitation had been similarly tasteful and elegant, on thick, pale cream notepaper. Addressed to us both, the words were in a beautiful looping hand in dark red ink, and signed "Carmen X". The invitation had suggested, in a hair's breadth short of an instruction, that we attend her house at seven on Saturday, and she looked forward to seeing us then. Confident and self-assured, and irritatingly irresistible. As tempted as I was to be awkward and suggest a different date, we dutifully re-arranged a couple of things and agreed to attend. Invitations to Carmen's house were virtually unheard of, and we might not get another chance. The door was opened by Carmen's husband, who was dressed in his usual club outfit. He wore hick black leather collar, black leather bolero, wrist and ankle cuffs to match his collar and a steel chastity cage. He didn't speak, and I realised at that moment that I'd never heard him speak, but beckoned us in to the minimalist hallway. We followed his bare arse down a hallway, then followed him down a curving set of stairs into a small sitting room. Carmen reclined on a velvet chaise longue, and invited us to sit opposite on a matching two seater sofa with a broad smile that showed off her perfect teeth and a sweep of her manicured hand. "I'm drinking champagne," she drawled with her slight Spanish accent, "Will you join me?" No offer of a different drink, I note. A power play, and frustratingly effortless. V accepted immediately, clearly slipping under Carmen's spell, and I went along and accepted too. The husband returns with the drinks almost immediately, and kneels at Carmen's right side. She doesn't acknowledge his existence, other then a brief scratch of her nails behind his ear. Our hostess raises a glass as she makes eye contact first with V, then with me, and back to V, making a show of letting her eyes slide down over V's cleavage and right down to her toes, then slowly back up with a grin. Feeling like the third wheel already, I decide to try and win back some of the advantage. As gracious a host as Carmen would no doubt be, I knew she invited us along to score points against me as well as to enjoy V in new and mind-blowing ways. "Darling," I said, "Why don't you show Carmen your new lingerie?" We'd spent an afternoon earlier in the week browsing the selection in a small yet wonderfully full boutique, and had settled on a pretty Agent Provocateur set that fit V perfectly and showed off her curves. Not the black that everyone seems to go for at the club, but something more colourful in orange and purple for the more personal and intimate setting we expected. V blushed as she stood, but wasted no time in slipping out of her wrap dress, which she threw onto the back of the sofa next to me before turning back to Carmen, who smirked and sipped her champagne before getting to her feet. She studied V carefully, taking her time to appraise, before twirling her finger to indicate that V should spin slowly. I knew the slow pace would be driving V wild, the detailed inspection before even being touched was something that I enjoyed torturing her with. Apparently Carmen had picked up on the same idea. V's nipples were hard and poking through the delicate hexagonal mesh, giving away exactly how much she was enjoying this. Carmen finally reached out her hand, touching her fingertips to V's cheek and trailing them down her neck, along her clavicle and down. The deep red nails paused at V's nipple and I saw my love flinch, expecting the harsh twist she'd told me Carmen enjoyed so much. The flinch made Carmen grin, and she stared into V's eyes as she let her hand explore lower, sliding down to the waistband of the exquisite lingerie I'd purchased for the occasion. Carmen hooked a finger into the waistband, turned and led V away through a velvet-padded doorway. I picked up my drink and followed, and the door closed behind us. Carmen's husband brought his Mistress's drink and placed it on a side table, before returning to his knees and crawling into a cage beneath a large four-poster bed. This room didn't have the minimalistic simplicity of the previous room, but was hung with dark curtains around three walls. One was drawn back where a St Andrew's Cross was mounted firmly to the smooth concrete behind, and against the fourth wall stood a large and impressive four-poster bed, with the cage underneath where Carmen's husband had taken himself. Carmen herself had led V over to the St Andrew's Cross, where my darling stood patiently waiting our hostess's attention. I settled myself on a leather sofa, and watched Carmen. She was short and curvy, yet carried herself with elegance. She wore a simple, tight black dress above her knee and spiky black heels. No sign of anything under the dress, I noticed as I took in the scene. She drew back another curtain to expose a huge variety of toys. Everything from floggers to ballgags to nipple clamps and a pair of magic wands. A humbler, a selection of riding crops, an enema kit, many ropes and restraints and lots, lots more. For the first time I admitted to myself that I was envious of Carmen; her collection of toys and this amazing room put our own playroom to shame. In a moment, Carmen stepped close to V and slipped the new bra off her shoulders. Pressing herself close, I saw V trying to smell Carmen's hair, but in a second or less she had stepped back with the bra in her hand before throwing it at me. I pressed it to my nose, as I can never resist doing, as Carmen unceremoniously hooked a finger into each side of V's knickers. V made eye contact with me as I pressed them to my nose this time, knowing I'd be able to tell just how wet and needy she was. While her attention was on me, Carmen attached a nipple clamp, and suddenly I was forgotten once more. A sharp gasp and a stifled moan was all that escaped her mouth, and she managed to contain any reaction at all as the second clamp bit into her. She was tough, I reflected, but one way or another she was going to be broken this evening. Carmen was business-like now, and pulled V across to the St Andrew's Cross by the chain that linked her nipples. A firm hand on the centre of her chest to guide her into position, then the practiced movements of an experienced domme as she secured my darling into position with arms and legs spread wide.

[M/s] mom helps me shave update 3

So the other day was pretty intense I enjoyed every minute of it and I'm sure my mom did. But after the shower instead of us having a talk we went to sleep, a day passed and I've tried to talk with my mom but the second i try to say anything about it, she turns around and hides in her room. I'm scared that she's regretting our time together and a few hours go by. I'm finally able to stop my mom from running around and we sit down and talk and this is how it went Me: hey mom, Mom: hi sweetie can't talk right now, *without looking me in the eyes* Me: ok please stop you've be avoiding me ever since what we did in the bathroom Mom: i know I'm sorry Me: was I bad? Did I do something wrong? Was I not good enough? Mom: no sweetie you were perfect, in fact I loved every moment of our time together, I haven't felt like that in awhile Me:well then are you regretting it? Mom: yes, i feel like I've crossed a line, I'm your mom, i shouldn't have taken advantage of you. Me: you didn't take advantage of me, i wanted to be with you more than ever, even now! Mom: really? Me: yes really you make me feel special and happy, and i wanna make you feel that way too Mom: you do sweetie, you made me feel like a women again after a long time, yñmade me feel attractive Me: then ? MOM: I'm just not sure I feel like you should be with you get girls more attractive Me: mom! I grab her hands put them in my chest and look into her eyes Me: you are the most beautiful women I've ever laid eyes on, i would be in my knees worshipping your body every day if I could, and make you feel alive every night Mom: *turning red* Dan, o my god you can't just say that and expect me to not react Me: were both adults mom, we both have wants and needs, and right now i want you more than anything, but I need you even more in my life What you did was amazing but if you feel like we have to stop we'll stop Mom: thank you sweetie for understanding, btw i don't want you to feel bad you were amazing and it's not you, I'm just not sure we should continue Me: I understand mom After this conversation I felt devastated, I felt like a piece of me was ripped out, she was more than just a hot piece of ass with amazing tits, i felt so vulnerable and safe with her i loved every moment of it anf thinking it won't happen again made me sad But fast forward towards today, we eat breakfast together as normal and she's just sitting there with a button shirt one button open i couldn't help but stare she caught me and i immediately looked away When i look back again i noticed she opened 2 of her buttons showing more cleavage, i stare again and she opens almost all of them showing me her bra, she bites her lips and goes away I tried following her out i had an erection but when I was getting to the stairs she looks back and tells me we talked about this no more. But when she gets to the top she bends over at the top exposing her entire ass takes off her panties and throws them at me saying Mom:Sweetie could you throw those in my laundry. Me: absolutely mom do you want me to throw in your bra too? Mom: (bites her lips again) sure takes of her bra under her shirt and throws it to me, and says Mom: the wash starts in 10 minutes so do whatever you want until then Now I'm so confused, for one second she tells me not too do anything with her anymore but then, exposes her cleavage and throws me her panties insinuating to masturbate with them I don't understand, The best i can think is that she doesn't want to admit she liked doing it with me and feels taboo with me being her son I've decided to give her space and try to do small advances again, because it seems like maybe she liked it when we were just edging each other out so for now I'll start complementing her again and maybe go on dates, I'll let you guys know how to goes tomorrow!

[B/S] I (m18) saw my sister (f21) topless and I cannot stop thinking about her tits - (Update - 8)

Mum had brought dinner. I went to the kitchen to set the table. I was extremely horny and wasn’t really in the mood for dinner but I had no option. Couldn’t just go upstairs to rub one out whilst the family waited at the table. Soon we all started talking which helped me calm a little. I enjoyed the dinner with mum and sister and then did the dishes. Soon mum excused herself and announced that she’s going to bed. It was still early. She gave me and my sister a kiss and went upstairs. The moment my mum left I felt a wave of arousal running down my spine. Being alone with my sister feels extremely sexual now. ‘’I liked being close to you earlier,’’ she said after a few minutes had past. ‘’Me too,’’ I replied. ‘’What did you like the most?’’ she asked. ‘’Umm, just having you close, and the way you hugged my thighs,’’ I said after a pause. ‘’Is that all?’’ she asked looking straight into my eyes. ‘’Yes, why?’’ I knew what she was trying to ask but I tried to play dumb and looked towards the tv. ‘’You didn’t like fondling my breasts with your feet?’’, she asked this question and kept looking into my eyes and had a strange smile on her face. I wasn’t ready for this kind of direct questioning. ‘’I don’t know what you’re talking about,’’ I tried to deny it. I felt so embarrassed at the time, I had no idea what to do or say. ‘’Don’t be embarrassed, I liked that too,’’ she had noticed my face going red and probably felt sorry for me. This conversation had made me horny (and nervous) and she could see me trying to place my hand on my cock to keep it down. ‘’Do you have any questions for me about past few days?’’ She asked me in a gentle voice. I had so many questions but I had no idea where to start. ‘’I do but maybe I can ask you some other time if that’s ok,’’ I decided to ask for some time. ‘’Sure,’’ she said. ‘’Do you have any questions for me?’’ I had to ask her. ‘’Yes I do. Remember the other night we were reading in our beds and you kept looking at me. I know I was wearing a revealing top and you couldn’t stop looking at my breasts. Did that turn you on?’’ She asked casually. ‘’what?’’ I said it looking a bit surprised. ‘’Ah, God, don’t try to deny this now’’ I could hear a hint of amusement in her voice. ‘’I didn’t think you knew I was looking,’’ I said nervously. ‘’Really? You couldn’t have made it more obvious,’’ she said laughing. ‘’Well, I feel like an idiot,’’ I said with an awkward smile. ‘’You’re not an idiot. I still want to know. Did that turn you on? Did you think about it when you later pleasured yourself?,’’ she asked. ‘’Yes, it did. It felt good looking at you like that, I’m sorry,’’ I confessed. ‘’Don’t apologise, I felt good too when you looked at me like this,’’ she said that in her usual soft and gentle voice. She paused for a minute and then continued, ’’Maybe you can come up in 10 minutes and you may find me in that top again reading just like the other night. And this time you don’t have to pretend to be reading. You can do whatever you like. I’ll pretend that you’re not there. I know it will make it easier for you my shy little brother,’’ she winked at me with a smile. ‘’Sure,’’ I muttered and she got up and went upstairs. I was rock hard. I knew something very strange, wrong and wonderful is about to happen. I waited for 10 minutes which felt like an eternity and then I went upstairs. When I entered the room I found the same dimly lit quiet atmosphere that I like about the room at this time of the night. My sister was sitting up in her bed against the headboard and she was reading a book. She had her reading glasses on and looked very cute. When I moved closer to my bed I could see that she was wearing one of her low side tops and her side boobs were visible just like the other night. As I was getting into my bed I noticed that she was holding her book with one hand but the other hand was already between her legs and she was gently rubbing herself over her pjs, she didn’t have a blanket on. Her legs were arched on the bed and book in her lap. I got in my bed and lay down facing her just like the other night but this time I didn’t have to pretend that I was reading. I watched her rubbing herself and her side boob was making me super horny. It went on for a while and then she put her book aside. Leaned back on the pillows and closed her eyes and inserted her hand inside her pjs. I could now see the edges of her red panties over her hand as she rubbed herself. Her boob was spilling out of the bottom of the top as she kept rubbing herself faster and faster leaning back. I felt like I could cum without even touching my cock. I didn’t want to end this soon so I was a bit gentle with my cock and gently rubbed it over my pjs. She was now going for it. Her side boobs was jiggling a lot due to the fast movement of her arm as she rubbed herself. Her mouth was opened as she moaned and gasped for air pleasuring herself. She had face expressions full of sexual euphoria. She looked so fucking hot. Looking at her open mouth made me think of doing unspeakable things to her and I started to rub my cock harder still over my pjs. She was clearly getting closer. She was trying really hard to keep her moans down. My eye were focused on her jiggling tits. She still had her eyes closed and was rubbing herself really hard and I could tell she’s about to cum. She lifted her upper body up almost involuntarily and I knew she’s there. I was so close too but I kept strong and tried to hold a little longer as I watched her getting to the point of no return. Longer I was holding, the more intense it was getting and then I couldn’t hold it any longer and I actually moaned as I eventually came. I looked at my sister. She was exploding looking back at me, her upper body moving back and forth. She was cumming hard. Her whole body shook and she dropped herself flat in the bed towards me as she curled into a ball her hand firmly placed inside her pjs still rubbing herself as she came really hard. I don’t think I’ve ever cum for that long. Just when I thought I’m done, another rope of thick cum erupted out of me. I had not taken my cock out and I was cumming in my pjs. The cloth kept rubbing to my cock after I had cum which felt too sensitive and I was unable to move. I was dropped flat on bed same like my sister and we were both looking at each other as we kept breathing hard trying to catch our breath and come back to senses.

Average Guy fulfills Hot for Teacher fantasy [MF]

Before I began todays story, I wanted to say thank to you everyone who encouraged me to write my other stories. I have wanted to write another but nothing has happened until recently worth writing about, so here it goes. Disclaimer: A little backstory is required to this story, so if you want to skip to the good part, scroll on down till you see the ----------- About me for those who are new to my stories. I am relatively average guy, average height, average to fit build, nothing really sets me above any one else, you would past me on the street and would not think twice kind of guy. But I am confident in who I am and what I want in life. Which leads me to today. I grew up in a relatively small town with a mix of rural families and a growing suburban families. I was one of those poor farm kids, but I loved every minute of my childhood and high school years. But growing up poor and on a farm, there was not much time for high school parties and a large social circle. I was never popular, but I was not bullied or anything, just kind of skated on by until graduation. However, like any young highschool boy, I always had a crush on one of the popular girls at school, let’s call her Marissa. Marissa was one of the more popular girls at school not only because she was gorgeous, but she was a genuinely good person and nice to everyone, not like one of the cliché mean cheerleader popular girls. We only ever really shared classes together and never really hung out outside of school. Until one day in our speech class we got paired up together for our mock trail. Which if any of you remember mock trials in high school, they were fun and a lot of work. But much to my luck, we ended up spending time together preparing and rehearsing, and I got to know Marissa over the course of a couple weeks. We honestly worked well together, and we ended up winning our mock trail. Marissa and I never really became friends but our bonding over the trial always provided the basis for friendly interactions. I was always super shy in high school, and I always regretted not trying more to get Marissa's attention in high school. Anyways, we all graduate soon after and I honestly forgot about this whole interaction and most of my high school experience. Fast forward nearly 15 years later, I now live in a different state but most of my family still lives in my hometown. My career choices have kept me away from family for most of my adult life and kept me single for most of my adult life. All my siblings now have spouses and kids of their own except me, I get to live my dream of being the fun uncle. So, after my recent deployment, I get a call from my sister saying that my favorite niece (come on now, all aunts and uncles have favorites, don’t hate me) is having a career day at her elementary school and she won’t stop asking my sister if ill attend. To which I responded, I will clear my schedule and Ill be there. So, fast forward a few weeks and I drove all night after work to make it (cannot trust flights these days). After spending the day with my parents, I drive over to the school the next morning for the career day. Now, like I said, I am a fairly average man but as any of my fellow service members out there know, there is just something that the military dress uniform does. Regardless of the person, a well-kept and well maintained dress uniform will draw the attention of any room when you walk in. However, my confidence soon fades, as I realize, I have no idea where I am going, lol. I soon find another adult and ask them where the career day is and he directs me to Miss Doe's classroom. As I am walking, I soon begin to think where I know that last name from, but I cannot place it, I soon find the classroom where I am supposed to be but its empty... A female voice behind me says "sorry sir, you are little early, the kids will be back from lunch shortly." As I turn to respond to the voice, I quickly realize I know the face, but I cannot for life me remember her name. I respond, "Sorry about that, I do not like being late." I reach out my hand to introduce myself and before I can, she says "Jackson, right?" Yes, correct, I said. "She responded, you do not remember me do you?" "I apologized but I do not, but you look familiar though, did we go to college together?" She laughed and said "no, but we did go to high school together." It finally came to me where I recognized the teachers last name, I responded "ohhh, Marissa, right?? Shit, I am so sorry!" She just laughed and said it was ok, we had a little awkward small talk before all the students came walking back to her home. Before I knew it, my little niece was jumping into my arms and their career day kicked off. I spoke to the kids briefly about my time in the army and it was overall a great experience. As I get ready to leave, I can’t believe once again an old crush was placed in front of me and after learning from my mistakes with my first story, I went up to Marissa and thanked her for putting this all together but I honestly wanted to see if I could notice a ring or anything before I asked her out. I did not notice anything, so I just went for it. I said, "Im sorry if this weird or too forward, but I am in town for another night, Id love to take you to dinner or something and catch up?" I could tell I caught her off guard, but she then smiled and said "I would love to, here give me your phone." She put her number in my phone and we agreed on a time and one of the local restaurants in town. After saying my goodbyes to my sister and her family, I drove back to my parents’ house to change out of the uniform and get ready to meet Marissa later. I truly felt like I was back in high school; telling my mom I would not be home for dinner, that I was going out with friends, it was all very odd, lol. Anyways, I text Marissa that I was looking to forward to dinner and I asked her if she wanted me to pick her up. She responded back "what a gentleman, that sounds great!" She sent me her address and a time to pick her up. I waited very impatiently until it was time to leave and drove over to her house, I parked in her driveway and somewhat nervously walked up and knocked on her door, she soon came to the door and as she opened the door, she looked absolutely amazing. I have not given a description of Marissa yet, but she is on the shorter side, like 5'3 or 5'4. She is on the more slim, thick side and honestly looks almost exactly as she did in high school. She has blonde shoulder length hair, amazing legs, and a perfect round ass. Think like a blonde Zoey Deschanel would be a good benchmark. She greets me with hug and invites me in, she says that she needs a few minutes and invites me to make myself comfortable. It was kind of awkward, so i just sat on her couch and waited. As she came back out, she was a wearing a black dress that hugged her body perfectly, a pair of black stockings, and black heels, and a coat. She looked absolutely in incredible, and I could not help but stare...I am not sure if it is quite a fetish but one of the most subtly sexy thing to me is when women wear stockings under a dress with heels...I just find it so sexy. She cheerfully asked if I was ready, and all my mind could work up was "wow...wow you looked amazing." She laughed and said thank you. \----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I am not sure if it was the way she was standing there or just the energy of the room and almost as if she could read my mind, she broke my awkward stare by saying "you do not want to go to dinner anymore, do you?" Busted... I tried to talk my way out of it, but I dug myself into a hole. She laughed and took a step closer and said, "its ok Jackson, I do not want to go either." and in a split second, Marissa went from being this gorgeous but innocent looking teacher to this incredibly sexy and confident woman. I do not know about anyone else, but I find confidence to be wildly attractive in a woman, someone who knows what they want and are not afraid to go for it. My heart began to race, and I leaned to kiss her for the first time and we quickly began making out. She breaks away from the kiss and grabs my hand and leads me back into her bedroom. She led me to her bed and once I sat, she started to striptease me. At this point, I was a already rock hard and beyond excited, but this sent me over the edge. Once she took her dress off and revealed a matching black lace thong a bra. Her standing there in her stockings, heels, and lingerie it was amazing. She started to take off her heels, but I stopped her and asked her if she would leave them and the stockings on... She laughed and agreed, I reached up and undid her bra and slid her thong down. As I did, I got to feel her body for the first time and it was so soft and her legs were surprisingly firm. Her tits were smaller than I expected but they were firm with the perfect nipples. I stood to kiss her once again and this time, she lifted my shirt off and then began undoing my belt buckle. It was funny cause she struggled to open it and after i helped her, she slid my jeans down to reveal my American flag boxers...I was actually quite embarrassed, and I forgot that I was wearing them. She laughed and said, "you are a real captain America huh?" we both laughed but thankfully it didnt kill the mood and she slid my boxers down as well and my rock hard cock sprang out. She took hold of my cock and began stroking it and she looked up at me so seductively and said, "you want me to suck your dick?" all my horny brain could muster was a head nod and she wrapped her lips around my head. After a minute or so of her sucking my cock, she stopped and I thought maybe she was having second thoughts, so I asked if she was ok and she nodded. I asked again if she wanted to continue, and she nodded again. She broke the silence by saying she wanted to show my something, so I kinda just sat on the edge of the bed while she stayed on her knees. She then wrapped her lips around my head and slowly took every inch of me into her mouth until her noes hit my abs and to my amazement, she stayed there for a second or too and then slowly came back up and made the pop noise with her lips coming off my head. I was in shock, I’m not biggest guy in the world but no girl has ever done that before. She asked if i liked that and again I could just nod, and she went back down again. This time once she reached my abs, I grabbed a fistful of hair and held her head for a few more seconds and then released her for air. We repeated this a few more times but I was getting to close and I had to be inside her... I helped her get off her knees and without me even prompting her, she bent over the bed, wiggling her perfect round ass at me. I could not resist and slowly slid my rock into her pussy, and it was honestly a lot tighter than I expected. After a minute or so, I picked up the pace and started fucking her hard and she soon began to shake, and I could tell she was cumming and I did my best to keep up my pace but I soon realized I did not have a condom on and so I slowed down and then pulled out. She turned back around and asked where I wanted to cum and if you have read my other stories... you know my favorite spot and without hesitation, I said "your face, I want to cum on your face..." To which she laughed and "I dont know...I am not a huge fan of that." I said "we do not have too but please..." She laughed again and said "ok fine...this one time." I helped her get back on her knees and she wrapped her lips around my cock. I did not last more than a minute before I felt ready to burst, I grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her back away from my cock and she then took her hand and began stroking my cock and next thing I know, I shoot a rope across her cheek then her lips, then her chin. That was first time, a girl has actually stroked me to facial and it was incredible... A little post nut clarity set in, and I realized she was covered in my cum and I apologized for the mess and offered to help clean up but she laughed and said it was fine got up to go to clean off in the bathroom. After she came back out, I cleaned up myself and helped her get dressed, and I just smirked at her and said "soo how about dinner?" She laughed and said "let’s go..." Part 2 to follow if anyone is interested...

My Landlord Wife 3

I get to the sofa, can't see anything. I found it and started to lay down, and someone was already there. So drained, drunk and tired I just laid on the floor. My jeans are still in the bedroom. I have no covers, and I don't care, I need sleep. But I can't, who is the daughter laying on the sofa. What does she look like, how old? She spoke to me, are you cold, tossed me a blanket and a throw pillow. As I'm about to fall asleep she slides down next to me. She said I will keep you warm. I feel her belly press against me, she is pregnant! She starts kissing me and asked if I had fucked her mom. I didn't answer that. But started kissing her. I can't see her at all, but she was major pregnant, with her huge pregnant tits, heavy ass. Within 10 mins I'm in her now. We fucked till about 4AM. She wouldn't stop. As soon as I got off, she would suck me lick my nipples , put my balls in her mouth until I was hard again. I left around 4:30AM, I'm a beaten up man. I've gotten so many scratches on my back from the daughter I can't even sleep at home without some help from some drugs I had laying around. I fucked both of them for a couple weeks at my house, without Terry. I stopped fucking the daughter, I was young, didn't really understand the baby thing. She was starting to get attached. I was not Dad material. Months go by and Patty stops coming over. Big argument between Patty and Terry over me. I had to have him arrested for taking all my gear and not returning it to me. The End

The First Time [18M/18F] [Oral] [Bathroom Sex]

This is my first story and any feedback is appreciated. Message/comment with any ideas It was a sunny day at Holy Rosary High School. Freddie, an athletic and tall boy with brown hair was heading to lunch in the cafeteria. He was giddy with excitement; he had just been talking about doing naughty things with his classmate Keira- a short brunette with a round ass and small, perky tits with nipples that sometimes poked through her shirt when she got excited. She was wearing her uniform, a white shirt and plaid skirt that left nothing to the imagination. She tried to push the limits of the uniform and wore it as short as she could, the shape of her ass clearly visible and bouncing as she walked. They took a seat in the corner away from everyone, they had a lot to talk about. They had been flirting and sexting constantly, sending pics and video chatting while playing with themselves, knowing If they got caught they’d both be in a ton of trouble. They didn’t care, the taboo around sex made it hotter. “So today's the day.” Freddie blurted suddenly. “The day for what?” Keira asked coyly. “You know.” She smiled, flitting her eyes up and down. “I want you, now.” he said, almost begging. “We’ve both been waiting a long time, what’s a little longer?” she said teasingly. “Oh, you suck.” he laughed. “I want this as much as you.” she said hungrily. They finished eating, and both got up, looking at each other with teenage lust. He motioned her to follow him and walked out towards the hallway. She followed happily, moving beside him and grabbing his hand as they strutted to the bathroom in the corner of the school. Freddie walked in first and peeked into the stalls; all clear. He sauntered out and waved her in, locking the door behind her. Keira came in, feeling a pit in her stomach. It was finally going to happen. Excitement and nervousness flooded her as she followed him into the stall. Freddie stroked her hair and stared into her eyes. “Ready?” he asked with glee, feeling a new anxiety kicking in. “Fuck me.” Her words surprised her, she was full of lust, they had been talking a long time about this moment, knowing how dirty and hot it would be for their first time in the bathrooms at school. On the outside, she was ready and willing, but on the inside, her stomach was in knots. Freddie tried to hide his shock as the vulgar words left this beautiful girl’s mouth. He was smiling seductively, eyes boring into hers and flicking down to her round, perky tits. As he thought about what was going to happen, his head went a million miles an hour, thinking about every possibility. “What if I can’t get it up? What if I hurt her? What if we’re not ready?” All these things left him feeling excited but anxious as he held the back of her neck in his hand and pulled her into a kiss. Their lips met, eyes closed, and Keira wrapped her arms around his waist. They kissed fervently, tongues exploring the other’s mouth and hands doing the same to bodies. He groped her firm tits, she cupped and squeezed his ass, they switched and his hands were squishing her cheeks and hers were running up and down his chest. Keira ran her hands up and down a final time, moving lower to his waistline and settling on his belt. Her hands shaking, hoping he wouldn’t notice, she started undoing it clumsily. As she undid his pants and pulled them down, she slid down to her knees. Freddie was already hard, his worries slipping away as Keira wrapped her fingers around the base of his 7” cock and gave the tip a kiss. They giggled at the kiss, the out of place intimacy amongst their hunger. Keira hadn’t ever seen a cock in person, let alone this close, and had no idea how to proceed, but she imagined it was a lollipop, taking the head into her mouth and lightly sucking on it while running her tongue along his frenulum. He moaned with pleasure, running his hands through her hair a tilting his head back. Waves of pleasure rocked through him, and he moaned, rocking his hips forward and pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. In and out he pumped, licking his lips, and anticipating tasting her. His cock wet from her mouth, he pulled her head back, a string of saliva hanging between her bottom lip and the tip of his cock. She smiled sweetly as he guided her to her feet and kissed her deeply. Freddie grabbed her shoulders to turn her around. He got to his knees and ran his hands up her legs, groping her ass and shocked to find she hadn’t worn panties under her skirt. He spread her lips and dove in, spreading her wetness on his face as he lapped at her hungrily. Awkwardly, he moved up and down, not knowing where to focus. As he moved lower, she let out a loud moan and pushed her hips into his face. He took the hint and began to run his tongue in circles, side to side, and sucking lightly. She rocked against his face, her breathing ragged with light moans. Pulling his face away slowly, he stood up and placed a hand on her shoulder, her hips still slightly bent forward. As his other hand wrapped around his cock, he shuffled towards her. When his cock made contact with her sex, they both let out a small moan, her wetness felt so good and Keira was aching with lust. Freddie rubbed his tip up and down, not entirely sure how he could slip it in, but Keira reached through her legs and guided him to her hole. As his tip popped in, Keira let out a small yelp, feeling him stretch her virgin hole. “I’m ok,” she said, “but go slowly.” Freddie carefully slid further in, feeling her soaked sex open up and wrap around his cock. Keira arched her back more and felt him fill her up, loving this new sensation that had her feeling weak and made her legs tingle. Freddie’s hips pressed up against her shapely ass, and began to slowly move rhythmically, squeezing her ass and panting from the sensations. Getting faster, he felt the familiar sensation rise, but felt it through his whole body. Both panting and moaning, Freddie made one final thrust and shot his load deep inside Keira. She felt a spurt of warmth and felt her legs start shaking, overwhelmed and hypnotized by the feeling. Sliding his cock out, Freddie turned Keira around again and brought her lips to his, knowing they didn’t have much more time but wanting to savor every moment. Keira felt his cum dripping down her legs, feeling naughty and sexy. Freddie winked as he left the stall, feeling a newfound cockiness. He unlocked the door and peeked his head out, waving to Keira, giggling, to follow him. All clear.

[F24] Teasing my boyfriend [M26] with his younger brother [M18]

His younger brother and I get along great; he recently turned 18 and we often get together for memories and fun. We give each other hugs and even give each other cheek or neck kisses. His brother has been kissing my neck and cheek more frequently lately. I like to tease my partner a little bit, but he doesn't seem to like it. I let his brother kiss my neck whenever my boyfriend is nearby, and he generally rolls his eyes and looks away. His brother enjoys making fun of him a lot as well. My partner is silent and never gets angry. Because it's so enjoyable to torment him, we gradually moved from kissing necks to being a little tactile. His brother went a step further the other day and groped my boobs a little, which surprised me. My boyfriend immediately got up and left the room when he saw that and called us pervs. I've kissed his brother on the lips, let him grope my tits and ass, and even let him undress me a few times since then. When my partner is around, I let him massage my tits. I'd like to have a threesome with them and take it a step further, so please let me know if you have any thoughts on how to torment my lover even more.

[F/d] [B/S] I was turned on hearing my daughter fuck her brother Update 12

Had a wonderful Christmas and New Years with the family, not even counting the sex. And honestly it was the first lul in our new sex life. The kids having longer hours at work, family visiting, and our house generally being full of people kept me and the wife very busy. There was the occasional exciting night but for the most part we were busy all day and before bed we paired off and took care of each others needs before going to sleep. But my wonderful daughter Chloe inspired me to right a few lines of Christmas themed words about our antics on Christmas Eve. It's dumb but I'm in a festive mood. Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house One creature was stirring, a naughty blonde mouse; My wife in her stockings, her pussy shaved bare, In hopes that daddy soon would cum there; My daughter was up no longer in bed, Watching her stepmom give me great head; My wife on her knees, head bobbing in my lap, Told me Chloe was watching with one little tap; Seeing my daughter in her panties made my dick even fatter, I sprang from the couch and went right at her; Away went those panties, gone in a flash, Her legs were spread I was balls deep in that gash. I'm not a writer so that's all I've got. Wife said it was stupid and told me not to post it at first but she was laughing when she read it. Doesn't rhyme great, but at least give me a C+ for effort. Anyway it was about how me and wife were putting out the presents Christmas Eve and we started fooling around and Chloe came down to join us. She had fucked Bobby earlier, but her sexual appetite seems impossible to satisfy sometimes. Chloe had on an early Christmas present I'd given her. It's that crop top and panties that say "Yes Daddy" that chicks always wear in porn. She looked so fucking good in that. That outfit with pigtails is my new favorite thing for her to wear. We got a bit loud in the living room so we moved our activities to the bedroom so Chloe could get loud. I had already gone down on wife and made her orgasm on the couch so she was happy to relax and let Chloe take care of me. The blowjob from my wife was amazing and already did most of the work so Chloe didn't wait long before I came inside her. She waited in bed when me and her stepmom went out to finish putting gifts out. It felt so nice to get back in that warm bed and cuddle with both of them.

Forever Hung (Part 19) [sci-fi] [slow burn] [all characters over 21]

Harry and Clara were in the kitchen the next morning. She sat at the table, one hand on her chin, sucking a slice of grapefruit. Her eyes were locked on Harry, who smiled at her, tucking a loose strand of hair behind his ear as he cut into a new citrus. Clara noticed me eyeing them and gave me a sympathetic smile. She touched her foot to my leg beneath the table, but her eyes drifted back to Harry, his arms bulging beneath his undershirt. “Has anyone seen Madison this goddamn morning?” I said. They both looked at me, a bit taken aback. “I saw her and Maddie walking toward the woods earlier,” Harry said. “But would you mind stopping by my study first?” He added as I started for the door. “Yeah yeah yeah,” I said, and flashed Clara a curt grin on my way out. The professor was making coffee with an old, jury-rigged espresso machine when I entered. I felt like I hadn’t seen him in ages, my old mentor, but he didn’t even say hello since he had just seen me downstairs. “I just wanted to say job well done,” he said, carrying his cup to his desk. “I think it’s safe to assume, at this point, that our little project was a success.” “Is that right?” I said. He read over a collection of papers. “All of Clara’s vitals are in order. She hasn’t resisted the memory implants. Her personality is…” he glanced at me with a winking, boyish grin. “…well. For all intents and purposes she is Clara.” The professor clasped his hands together excitedly. “The end of death!” “Why don’t I feel like we’ve changed the world?” “We’ll there’s still a paper to write, to review. Data to pour over. But the hard part is done,” he said. “I think we can wrap things up here as soon as this weekend.” He reached out to shake my hand, then thought better of it and walked around his desk. He embraced me and patted my back. \*\*\* I found the girls on our hidden beach. One, in her bikini and sneakers, stood behind a beach chair, adjusting the back, while the other waded in the water, shrieking as she lowered herself and then dunked her head. “Miss Lounds!” I shouted. They both looked at me as I stormed across the sand toward the beach chair. “Are you Madison?” I asked. “Yes,” she said. “Is she Madison?” I asked, pointing to the double emerging from the sound. She walked past me and took a seat in the chair. “Yes,” she said. “What exactly are you doing?” One draped a towel across the double in the chair. “Well, right now I’m practicing my control of two bodies, which feels a little strange at first. Taking that dip in the water just now, feeling cold there while my body here was warm - very odd.” She picked up a comb from a beach blanket and ran it through her double’s hair. “And now I’m going to give myself a haircut.” She grabbed a pair of scissors from the blanket. “Because I’ve always wondered how it would look short.” “Is this about him?” I pointed vaguely in the direction of the house. Madison didn’t respond. She measured her double’s hair with her fingers and began to trim. “He’s obsessed with her,” I said. “you think he’s going to give her up for a threesome?” “Okay, but can you imagine what I could do with two mouths?” She didn’t know Clara, I thought to myself. “What about Maddie?” “What about Maddie? I don’t know. What about Harry? What about any of these doubles?” “We were…together,” I said. “It’s my body!” Madison shouted. “My body you were fucking. In my room one time. In my clothes!” I watched the strands of hair fall against the sand as they were cut. “Whatever you’re going to do, you’d better do it,” I said. “I just talked to the professor and he’s through with our services.” Madison looked at me and smiled. “We’ll see,” she said through the double. \*\*\* With nothing left to occupy my time, I decided to fix the pool table. Not through any kind of carpentry—I wasn’t as handy as Harry. I simply stacked an inordinate amount of books beneath the broken side. I racked a game of eight ball. I went to break, but the jostling of the balls across the table made the table collapse immediately. I chose one of the books from the pile and took it to my room instead. Glancing through the window I saw the professor’s boat sailing out onto the sound. Harry’s hair blew in the breeze by the tiller; Clara’s coverall wafted as she stood on the bow. I sat to read in a wingback chair, though I doubted I’d be able to concentrate. I missed Maddie, I thought, though in truth I was bored and, therefore, horny. I considered stepping into the bathroom for a moment. Or simply unzipping my pants where I sat. But I forced myself to open the book, a collection of essays on the natural world, and skimmed the first page. Madison had placed another sheet across her mirror. But as I read, she lifted and tucked it, such that the sheet draped from the edge like a curtain. She sat at the vanity wrapped in a towel, her hair rolled in curlers atop her head. I heard the hum of a blow dryer through the wall. Madison rubbed a bit of blush against her cheeks. She rifled around a small bag for a tube of lipstick, a subtle red she began to apply. I saw her double pass across the room—her hair damp, her naked body still wet from a shower—and dig through a dresser drawer. But Harry wasn’t here, I thought. He’d be on the water for untold hours. And of course then I realized what Madison planned to do.

[MF] My first time with a Married MILF

This is my first post ever, so forgive me if it's not written well. It's a pretty long story so I'd skip to the **** to read the fun So this crazy experience happened during 2020 right before COVID hit. At the time I was 19 so drinking was pretty much at home or at parties, until my cousin (we'll call him Ryan) became relatively close friends with a bartender. Because of that friendship the bartender always turned a blind eye for a buddy of mine (Don) and I, we still weren't allowed to drink but we could stay till bar close (never stopped us from drinking in the car...) One night I was heavy stuck on staying home and gaming, just not feeling the vibe of going out, Ryan did not accept that whatsoever. After about 30 minutes of me trying to convince him why I should stay I found myself showering and getting ready to go the bar. At this point we had a little bit of a routine. We'd both get ready I'd take a shot before going out, then we'd go get Don, Don would take one and we'd be on our way. There were only a couple handful of people at the bar that night, and in those handfuls was a drop dead gorgeous woman with a friend. Had to be atleast 30 (later found out she was 37), she had on a tight black dress that complimented her body amazingly, think Ryan Conner, I'd have to say her breast were atleast D cups, and an ass to die for. But being 19 I watched from a distance. Ryan: "Dude staring is not gonna get her to come to you" OP: "Fuck off I'm not staring, I just checked her out" Ryan: "Right, right because checking out takes 10 seconds, just go talk to her" OP: "I will just waiting on the right moment" Ryan: "Sounds more like fear to me" OP: "Her friend is literally right there with her she's def gonna shoot me down" Ryan: "Won't know till you find out" OP: "Okay, watch". At this point she was on the dance floor with her friend (don't remember her name tbh) when I approached her OP: "Hi, I just wanted to tell you, that you're absolutely stunning" Liz: "Well it took you a few stares and a push from you buddy to come over here but thank you I'm (Liz to be safe) OP: I'm "AceCard2112" OP: "So I see you have a few moves think you can teach me" Liz: "Let's see what you got" At this point her friend had walked to the bar so it was pretty much Liz and I, maybe 10 others on the floor. At first it was just dorky dancing, until I stepped behind her and grabbed her waist. She stopped turned to me and said Liz: "I don't dance like that" "FUCK" I thought, Rejected and embarrassed in front of Don and Ryan, I just knew Ryan was gonna hold it against me forever. But then she shocked me she smiled turned her back to me and pressed her ass against me, I literally almost fell back At this point we were full on grinding and I completely forgot about the boys, until I looked back and saw the uptmost happiness from their faces, lucky as we were finishing dancing the bar was closing, so we all went up to have a smoke Liz: "So you look a little young how old are you?" Funny enough me and the boys had a plan for this question, I was "22" and so was Don and Ryan was "24" OP: "I'm 22" Liz: "Oh my, I'm too old for you" OP: "All you have to do is spend one night with me to prove that statement wrong" After that I saw her contemplating but she still stood strong trying to deter me from her while doing so we decided to walk down the alley to smoke a joint Liz: "Noooo, I'm all sweaty and gross, you don't want that" OP: "You don't think we'd get sweaty and gross?" Liz: "You're terrible you know that?" Ryan, Don and Her friend were smoking and talking about animal planet...animal planet??? So we kinda just drifted into our own world Liz: "So why me?" OP: "hmm?" Liz: " what made you want me? Out of the girls there you chose me, why?" OP: "Honestly, I like how you enjoyed yourself with just you and your friend, and I'd be lying if I said your ass didn't play a part a little bit" Liz: " REALLY!? I mean I think I have a nice ass but not all that see feel" She grabbed my hand, wrapped it around her waist and placed it on her butt (so soft, like insanely soft), now we're face to face OP: "First off your crazy, it's super soft and my hand can barely hold one cheek" She looked at me with the fuck me eyes and that was all I needed. We proceed to make out...next to a dumpster, no idea that it was there, no idea what Don, Ryan or the friend was talking about, I was just enjoying having her ass in my hands and her lips on mine, until her friend stopped her and said they to go. I tried to go with after getting her snap but her friend declined, Liz was staying with her friend that night, and that was it for the night, we snapped for about four days until we agreed to meet up. From the snaps I learned she was married but not happy nor satisfied in bed, she had three kids and was outgoing, so much so we agreed our first meet would be skinny dipping at a public beach ***************************** So we met up on a night she was staying with her friend do to her friend being closer to her work, I pulled up to the beach, struggling to find her in the dark till she flashed me Liz: "Hi I'm excited I've never been skinny dipping" OP: "Fair warning it's gonna be cold as hell" Liz: "Oh, I'm not worried you're gonna warm me up fine" I was instantly hard after that, I went for the kiss, she kissed back then stopped me Liz: "uh uh, after swimming" she said smiling and taking off her clothes walking towards the beach, I take off mine and follow, we get in...instantly soft, so cold, so so cold. We made out, splashed each other a bit played with each other a bit until we both agreed it was too cold and got out Liz: "Come here" she said as she took my hand and led me to a park bench, "I've always wanted to have sex on one of these" as she laid back on her back on the table. OP: "Well I'd be rude not to help you achieve your goals" She giggled, scandalously I grabbed her by her ankles and put them on both sides of my shoulders, lined up my length with her mound and slowly entered it all in one slow stroke, she felt amazing, soft, warm, very wet, I didn't think I'd last long honestly, as I entered she let out a pretty loud moan which made me cover her mouth, I sped up and went hard, choking her, slapping her face. She told me she liked it rough while snapping Liz: "Fuck me up, don't stop, you feel AMAZINGGGG" (I'm not crazy big about 6.5 - 7 in length, few centimeters thick, so that made me feel great) OP: "How does it feel being fucked on a park table by another man, I bet he'd be pissed if he knew how much of slut you were being" Liz: "Please keep going, it feels so good, if he'd fuck me like this, I'd be a slut like this for him, don't fucking stoppp" I switched the strokes from fast and hard to slow and sensual and repeat Liz: "Oh my fucking god, right there right there, HARDER!" OP: "Who's to young? I'm to young" Liz: "No not at all...not in the fucking slightest" she struggled saying through her moans "Fuck I'm gonna....Don't stop...Please don't stop" She shook like crazy and practically made me pass out from squeezing her legs tight around my neck. Then a car pulled up lol, they were far enough to not see us.....I think but we didn't want to chance it so we took it to my truck OP: "Woah, what are the chances right? Liz: "who comes to a beach this late?" I just let that sink in with her lol Liz: "well besides us, we have reasons, speaking of.." She proceeded to kiss, lick then take my length all the way in her mouth, she was by far my best, sloppy but not too sloppy and she sucked hard, like she missed it, and with her eyes tearing up messing her mascara up she the sexiest thing I had witnessed. OP :"Get up here" She did as I told her and mounted me LIZ: "Oh my god, I'm going to need to see you more" she said moaning "It's gonna be so hard going back to him after this" OP: "you can see me as much as you want...you're so sexy" Liz: "We never do anything spontaneous like this, I'm so hot right now, I don't know what to do, fuck" With her bouncing on me and her breast in my face I could feel myself getting to that point, so I started rubbing her clit with my thumb while she rode Liz: "YES, just like that, rub that shit" she practically screamed "Liz I'm about to..." "Don't stop me too, just go inside me, just don't fucking stop" That was enough for me to shoot atleast 6 big ropes in her, and I'm guessing that sent her over edge because after the third she was shaking hard Liz: "Anytime, Any place, I mean that, just call me" she said breathing hard OP: " I'm gonna take you up on that" Liz: "Please do" After, we cleaned up, made out for a bit, she kissed me goodbye got in her car and rode off, I waited a minute to process, then went on my way, driving I was still shocked I received a snap from her 5 minutes from home, it was a video of her pulling her underwear down to show a puddle of cum "Kinda wish you added more" OP: "Just make the call 😈" I replied There's two more times with her, one being at her job, the other being almost caught by her husband, lmk if you want more, sorry it was so long I tried to remember everything I could

[MF] Friend's older sister blowjob

My best friend's older sister (we'll call her "Kathy") gave me the best blowjob of my life. She had recently been dumped by her long-time boyfriend. She was petite, cute, freckled, with light brown hair (ponytail in this case) and green eyes. One night, maybe about a week after they had broken up, we were hanging out at her house with her brother, my buddy "Joe". She was lonely, and we thought it would be good idea for her to have some company. We were watching a movie but were talking about her situation. I managed to cheer her up and get her to laugh, which brought the mood up. Eventually Joe had to leave as he was working in town early next morning, but Kathy and I continued chatting and drinking. Now I don't know how it escalated so quickly, maybe the beers we were having had something to do with it, but before you knew it, we were cuddling. This eventually lead to me go in for a kiss, which surprised her. She kinda' just sat there staring at me with a shocked look. I thought I had royally screwed up, but then she leaned in for a kiss. The kissing got a little more intense, and then she shocked the hell out of me. She took my hand and brought me to her room, lied me down on her giant bed. The same bed her ex-boyfriend had slept in about a week earlier. Before I could process anything, she crept down and went straight for my zipper. All this with virtually no words being exchanged. She had me in her hand and simply asked "Head?". I didn't respond, I just laid there dumbfounded. Within a beat she had stuck it in her mouth and was noisily sucking away. Holy molly was it amazing. She was really into it which made it even hotter. About a solid 10 minutes in, and I knew was going to blow the biggest wad in my life, and just out of respect, I wanted to warn her. It's at this time I muttered "I'm going to cum soon, Kathy". She responded with a muffled "Mhhmm" in between her noisy head bobbing. That green light sent me over the edge, as I knew she was allowing me to drench her taste-buds with my load. In that moment, I grasped a fistful of sheets and didn't hold back. I could feel a perfect unison of her tongue, inner cheek, teeth and throat suctioning my head as I pulsated what must've been a thick stream at least a dozen times. I think it surprised her a bit because it broke her rhythm. That orgasm lasted for what felt like forever. When I was done she slipped her mouth off, made a big gulp sigh and breathed heavily. She simply rolled over and was ready to fall asleep (...So was I after that performance). I asked her if she wanted water or anything else and she said no, so we both dozed off. The next morning, she briefly brought up what happened to say something along the lines of "You were in the right place, at the right time. Don't look into it too much" . She eventually dropped me off, and we've remained friends ever since. We've never followed up romantically or erotically, just a wild night that I'll remember for a long time.

[M/S] Unexpected Encounters (Part 2)

Hey guys. Thanks for the support on my last post. So after that night, Jessica and I had a lot of questions about what happened. We carried on not bringing it up with Veronica and we didn't dare ask my mom. It's had me curious though. Veronica has been sweet to me the entire time I've known her and she's acted like a parent and a friend to me. She's flirted with me a couple of times when I became an adult but it always came across my mind as her just being nice. A couple months passed and Jessica and I broke up. We had a falling out causing our trust to be broken forever. Long story short, we both overstepped bounds. I was devastated for a while. I didn't even tell my mom or Veronica about it for like a month. I lived on my own so I kinda just reclused myself to my apartment. As you know, the porn channel came down since I didn't have my partner with me and I just fell into a deep depression. Eventually I got a knock on my door from Veronica when she found out that Jessica and I broke up. It was just her and a big old tub of ice cream, some marvel movies, and a half-full bottle of her favorite whisky. When I opened the door, she was dressed in her favorite blue plaid sweats which showed off a bit of her hips and a green tank top showing off a bit of cleavage. Her short hair was tucked under a beanie and she had the biggest smile on her face like she was excited to see me. She greeted me like "Hey, kiddo. Your mom told me what happened so I thought I'd come check on ya. And since your mom is at the card house tonight, figured we can spend some time and watch some movies." My place was a bit trashed but I invited her in anyway and she immediately went to the couch and turned the TV on. We got ourselves situated after grabbing some snacks and cups and some ice and popping the disc in my Playstation. We got the first movie going and about halfway through and a couple shots we just started chatting. She wanted to know what happened and why I was so silent about it for so long. I explained to her everything and that I just needed some time for grieving. She held me close and gave me lots of reassurance which I really didn't think I needed but boy was I wrong. I laid my head on the top of her soft breast and just cried for a couple moments to just get it out of me. After a couple of minutes and a half box of tissues, I sat back up and thanked her for just being there. Never thought I would need mom (or "mom" as I've called her before) to just give me a pat on the back. We talked some more about everything with me and Jessica. I don't remember who brought it up but we talked about "That Night" where Veronica (I'm just gonna call her V from here on out) came to the hotel for a shoot. We both kinda felt embarrassed to talk about it but I saw she kinda blushed. She told me that she was curious about being filmed during sex and it was a talk that she and my mother had for a bit. V told me she always dreamed about filming and posting it up for everyone to see and she only wanted to do it once just to scratch the itch. Eventually, V and mom came to an agreement and of course V already had someone in mind. What still got me was the fact that she didn't recognize me or Jessica from our tattoos and some of the friends on the show some of whom she's met. I for some reason just dismissed it. We talked more about it a little awkwardly just asking each other whether we would have went through with it. What would we do to each other, and how it would have changed us, etc. After a bit, she got seemingly uncomfortable about it and just asked to just drop it. So we did and continued with the movie. Once we got to the climax of the movie, the mood seemingly changed. She was leaning on me a bit during the movie and then she got up and just looked at me with this look on her face. It had a smirk and if I know that look, it's the 'I'm gonna go for it' look. She leaned me back on the couch gently and pushed my hips forward then got on her knees right in front of me and tugged my pants down enough to expose my soft cock. I was going with it with some curiousness and some shock because I couldnt believe my eyes. She lightly dragged her tongue along the shaft and I felt the blood instantly shift course and I started to get hard. She licked my cock again getting me a little harder. She then picked it up and slowly put it in her mouth. I felt this crazy rush hit me as she began to suck my dick. It was slow but it was sensual and passionate. I couldn't believe what was happening but I was liking it. I would be lying if I said I didn't think about this from time to time since That Night. I was getting more turned on by the second as her lips and tongue slid up and down on my cock. I got even harder as she kept sucking. I leaned back and closed my eyes as I just let her have her fun while I enjoyed the pleasure. V pulled me out slowly and kissed it. She got up and sat right next to me with a sigh. I looked at her and the only thing I could say was "That was fun." She looked right back at me sitting sideways on the couch and her arm on the back of it and holding up her head. She rolled her eyes down and circled them right towards the TV. She then look at me and said, "So, I didn't intend for this to happen but because the curiosity got the better of me I decided to just do it and honestly I kinda want more." "So, is it my turn?" I asked "Yes, but just put it in me, I've seen you eat pussy and no offense but it needs work." Ouch. "But, you get straight to the fun bit and I will let you cum inside me." She looked at me with this grin showing all her teeth in a way I cannot accurately describe but I was totally game for it. I got up and stripped my pants off and removed my shirt. V laid back on the seat of the couch and lifted her legs and hips to remove her pants. The then brought them down and spread her self giving me full view of her womanhood. It was smooth, not a hair in sight. I felt like I was being pulled in, drawn in at how inviting she was being with me. I climbed on top of her and my cock just naturally found its way to her pussy. I reached down and guided the tip to the entrance and slowly slid inside her. I slowly began to thrust in and out of her bottoming out every inch of my cock deep into her wet mature pussy. I heard her moan and gasp as I fucked her. She then wrapped her legs around my waist holding me in and her hands held my forearms. I leaned in and we began to make out. Suddenly this went from just sex to making love. I started fucking her harder but kept up the pace as I felt the pleasure surge through my body. My head was rushing in a way that I've never felt before. I heard our genitals slapping and felt her get even wetter which was just sending me over the edge. It wasn't long before I started feeling my cock swell as I was getting ready to cum. Another minute went by and I was dumping my cum inside her. It felt like a solid stream of jazz flowing out of me. I stopped trying to catch my breath before I pulled out of her and sat up. I looked down to find her laying there and a bit of my cum dripping out from her vagina. She closed her legs and sat up with a sigh of relief. She then leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Good boy." She whispered. "Let's do it again soon." We laid on the couch cuddled up together still naked and smelling like sex as we watched the next movie. When she left, the only thing on my kind was the fact that I just fucked my stepmom. It took me a while to process it but I looked forward to doing this again. My only concern was what my mom would think if she knew. That's all for now everyone. Sorry for the late post, with holidays and being busy with work, it's been rough finding time to write but I'll do better. Thanks again everyone.

[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 415. An ordinary mom cooking dinner and feeling dominant.

The open windows allowed the breeze to drift inside from the patio and cooled the kitchen slightly. My kitchen is filled with the aromas of sizzling bacon, simmering pork, onion, sweet garlic, chilis, lime, rice and mangos. Wind mixes with the scent of comfort foods and I am sure most kitchens in the neighborhood have a similar atmosphere in this moment. A glass of chilled Cortese wine kisses my lips as I consider doing some laundry while I wait for dinner to finish cooking. Michael walked past me, buried in his phone and heading for his room. My dissipated mind considered following him for a quick fuck, but I waited, not wanting to leave the food alone, out of fear it might burn. Seconds later, fate provided me with the perfect opportunity to have a little fun, without risking ruining the meal. Patrick walked in from the garage, kissed my cheek and kept walking. Quickly, I scanned the room and spotted a tool to aid me in my predatory exploit. My hand snatched a dishtowel from a drawer and I, from behind, threw it in front of my older boy's face. As I pulled it toward me, I could see the towel was over his chin. "Mom...what are you..." Patrick laughed as I reeled him to me. With one hand gripping the towel, I pulled him tight to my body. Moving forward a few steps, I guided him face first against the refrigerator. My free hand reached around and found the bulge in his jeans, hard and in need of some motherly attention. For the next few minutes, I held the towel tightly while molesting and fondling him over his red shorts. Patrick moaned and grunted as I gave him pleasure and I smiled as I controlled him. Several moments later, he grunted loudly and came hard. His juices soaked through the fabric and onto my hand. I released his face from my improvised leash, and he turned to kiss me. Upon instructing him to change before dinner, he walked to his bedroom, and I set the table. An ordinary family on an ordinary Wednesday. **My sons are 27 and 22. Ending random sentences with "haha" while chatting makes you seem creepy.**

[S/S] [Cf/Cm] I kinda had more incest last night. Ummmm...yeah...

In case you are new, I am in a relationship with my gorgeous trans sister and our sexy boyfriend. Yes, my sister has a penis and I happen to adore it. Last night we had a game night with a few friends and our cousin. Our cousin is male and 28 (or 29). None of them are aware of the sexual relationship between my sister and me. Our friends had left, and we were drinking and playing truth or dare with our cousin. As a joke I was like "I dare you to suck Jeff's big dick!!!" to my cousin. He laughed and was like "Only if you suck mine!" Then we all realized he was being a little bit serious. Jeff was like "If he sucks mine, I don't care if you suck his." I looked at my cousin and was like "I'm down." (I have a thing about straight boys sucking dick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Our cousin was like, "To be honest, I have never done this but will if you promise you will hold up your end of the bargain." We shook on it, and he got on his knees and sucked Jeff's dick while we watched!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jeff came in his mouth, and he spit it out, but it was awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Right on the floor, I pulled out his (not especially large) cock and sucked it like a slutty little sex monkey!!!!! I made him cum and then Jeff fucked me silly on the couch. Our cousin had too much to drive so he stayed over. We talked this morning and our secrets are safe with the other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am seriously hung over!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[B/S] How bad of an idea is it for me to ask my sister if she wants to try strip poker with me?

We are both in our early 20s so neither of us are underage. So I want to know if asking my sister if she wants to play strip poker with me is terrible idea or not. Since I know that context makes all the difference in the world, ill do my best providing it. She hasn't flirted with me to my knowledge, that being said we are both a bit socially odd so I don't think either of us know how to flirt or pick up on flirting for that matter. She did joke about us skinny dipping in a closed pool one time (missed opportunity of my part) And another time a very drunk fellow (he was our age) asked us if we fuck, to which I told him that we were siblings and he followed up with 'oh so do you guys do it.... like step sibling'? My sister did not seem disgusted at all and she even found it funny, I confirmed this later when it was just the two of us. Me and her will play Texas holdem every so often and one time she mentioned wanting to play with stakes but not wanting to lose money (she's never played with money) I know I had some missed opportunities but I am in fact *not* the rizzler, so it is what it is. So I really want to know if asking her is an awful idea, cuz like yknow..... I care about our relationship a bit more than getting a gander at her butthole. I can also provide more context in the comments if need be

Sarah Opens Up [Ch. 1 Pt. 2] My wife and I met the black bull from the beach, and we put on our own show for him.

"He's staring at me again," she said. "I know. I can see it in your eyes. I need to use the restroom," I said as I got up from my seat. "Me too." Sarah said. As I walked to the restroom, I had to pass the black man, who was still talking to the husband from earlier. The black man smiled at me knowingly as I passed. I splashed water over my face to cool myself off. The conversation with my wife had my mind in overdrive. As I returned, the black man was alone and waved me over to him. "Hi, my name is Jax. I wanted to introduce myself after what happened today," he said. He held out his giant hand, and I shook it as firmly as I could. "Name's Steve. Nice to meet you as well. Heck of a show you put on earlier. Sorry if we intruded," I said, trying to break the ice. "No, no, thank you for sharing your beautiful wife, if for just a flash. You two seemed to enjoy it. Are you into the lifestyle?" Jax asked. "Sorry, what?" I questioned. "The lifestyle, swingers." he replied. "Haha, no. Up until today, we weren't even voyeurs," I laughed. "Are you going to introduce me to your friend?" my wife tapped on my shoulder. "Oh Sarah, this is Jax, Jax, Sarah," I said. He took my wife's tiny white hand in his and brought it to his lips. The color contrast was striking. She shuddered. "Pleasure to meet you, Sarah," he said in a baritone voice. "Ugh, the pleasure is all mine," she responded shyly. "Where are you two from, and what do you do?" Jax asked. "We live in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, and I'm an attorney." I replied. "And I used to be a sports therapist, but now I stay at home with the kids." Sarah said. "I live in San Diego, and I own a real estate company there. I was in the Navy and loved it there, so I stayed." Jax told us. "Are you here alone?" Sarah asked. "I'm not married, but my best friend is getting married next week here at the resort, so I made a long vacation out of it. I just arrived two days ago." Jax replied. "If you don't mind me asking, is that couple you were with also here for the wedding?" I asked. "No, I actually met them on the shuttle to the hotel. I helped them with their bags and struck up a conversation, and they seemed like really nice people. Edward and Kate were their names. They are on vacation from London. I ran into them again yesterday by the pool, and we hung out all afternoon and went to dinner." Jax told us. "Speaking of which, we need to head back to our table. Care to join us for dessert?" I asked. "Sure," Jax replied. Sarah slid into the booth first with us on either side of her. As she slid into her seat, her dress rode up, revealing her creamy toned thighs. The top of her dress was doing little to conceal her round breasts. You could see a lot of side boob, and her cleavage was pushing up in the front. She looked gorgeous. Her blonde hair was down and styled to perfection. Her makeup was just the right amount to highlight her beauty, while not being too heavy, and her lipstick drew your eyes there when you weren't captivated by her big blue eyes. Jax took it all in as he followed her to his seat. "Please go on with your story," I encouraged him. "They were a really fun couple, about my age. I'm 36 by the way. We had a great time all day, and I never felt like a third wheel. We went out dancing, and I danced most of the night with Kate. Edward wasn't much of a dancer, so he didn't mind. We met at the pool again today, and Edward approached me when his wife went to the room for a minute. He told me that his wife was very much attracted to me, and he always had a fantasy of watching her. He was wondering if I would be interested. I had never done anything like that. "You looked like a pro to me," I admitted. Don't get me wrong, I've had my fair share of sexual experiences, threesomes with two women and two men, one woman, but I had never been approached by a married couple before. I was very much attracted to her as well. You saw her, can you blame me? I wasn't sure how it would all happen, so I proposed we go check out the coves, and the rest is history." Jax told us. "Wow, were you all nervous?" Sarah asked. "I think they both discussed everything ahead of time because Kate seemed more confident when she returned from the room. When we walked down the trails, she held both of our hands, making her intentions clear. She wanted both of us. We made it down to the cove and I took her in my arms and kissed her. Then it was a mad dash of stripping off clothes and lips smacking and fondling. How long were you two watching us?" "Um... We showed up as you were entering her from behind," my wife hesitated. The story had Sarah worked up again, and she was feeling warm. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, and her nipples were showing through the dress. She bit her lip and stared at Jax. "Yes, once our clothes were off, Kate gasped when she saw me and dropped to her knees in front of me. She gaped at my big black cock when she saw it and then gave me an amazing blowjob." Jax said honestly. Sarah gasped, and her breathing increased. "Her husband got behind her and started fucking her while she tried to take my cock. After a while we switched. I guess that's when you arrived." Jax smiled, looking at Sarah. "Did you enjoy what you saw?" Jax asked her. "Oh yes," Sarah replied with lust in her voice, "I have never seen anything like that in my life. It was animalistic!" "I must say, being watched only added to the experience, especially by someone as beautiful and desirable as you." Jax said, looking at Sarah. Sarah quivered at his words. Jax reached over, placing his giant hand on her warm thigh, and said, "Your husband said you are not into the lifestyle, but if you two want to try it, I would be honored." Sarah's pussy contracted and her nipples hardened with Jax's touch and his words. Her mouth opened and no words came out. She bit her bottom lip, to stop it from quivering. The contrast of their skin was so sexy, so different in every way. He was a huge, strong, black man, and she was a small, blonde, white woman. "May I get you a dessert?" the waiter interrupted, breaking the spell. We ordered our dessert, and the conversation flowed back to normal. Jax had a great sense of humor and the drinks continued to flow. We sat and talked for several hours. We exchanged numbers and called it a night. Sarah and I drank too much, and we passed out after our showers. We decided to go to Xcaret water park that day. Sarah pulled out a new bikini that I had never seen. It was a Brazilian cut bikini with ties on the sides and basically two triangles and strings for a top. She looked hot. I expected her to grab a pair of shorts, but she never did. I loved the new Sarah. We took the tram to the water park, and I noticed she got a lot of appraising looks from the men. Her bikini rode up her toned ass, showing a tantalizing amount of her cheeks. I was proud to see my wife's confidence becoming real. We spent the day zip lining, tubing, exploring the water canyon, cliff diving, floating around, and swimming with dolphins. While we were floating around the park, the subject of Jax came up again. "Can you believe he didn't even know that couple?" she asked. "I know, right. Imagine letting a man nail you in front of me after two days of conversation." I replied. Sarah paused for a few seconds contemplating what I said, picturing herself in that position. She imagined trying to take that huge black cock while I kissed her. "I can't imagine," she lied. "What did you think about his proposal to us? I asked. "Oh God, I couldn't believe he asked us that. I don't see how he could convince someone to do what they did yesterday. That's just too much. Maybe they are regular swingers or something," she responded. I contemplated how Edward and Kate ended up in that situation in their marriage. "They must really love each other deeply to do what they did." I concluded. "What do you mean?" Sarah questioned. "I just mean they must really have a strong marriage to become so selfless that you would allow your wife to experience her deepest desires, even if that meant getting fucked by both of them on a Cancun beach," I replied. "When you put it like that, it doesn't sound too bad," Sarah giggled. "I love you," I said as I pulled her in for a kiss. She kissed me back as her tongue entered her mouth. She had a history of no PDAs, so this shocked me, but I was loving the change. After a long day of exploring, we wanted to lounge around the hotel. When we returned to our room, we took off our wet swimsuits. Sarah walked out to the patio and sat down in the sun lounger, naked as the day she was born. I had never seen her nude outside before. Sarah rubbed oil all over her beautiful skin, paying particular attention to her breasts in the process. She rolled over and I rubbed it on her back, ass, and legs. I was sporting a hardon just from looking at her. There's something tantalizing about glistening flesh in the sunlight. She dozed off and I relaxed next to her. Sarah eventually stirred and walked over to the rail overlooking the pool and ocean. She leaned over the rail and presented me with a perfect view of her firm round ass. I could see a hint of her labia and asshole as well as side boob. I took my phone out and captured the moment. The sun was glistening off the freshly applied oil on her skin. She looked like an angel. A naughty one! I realized from where she was standing, people in the pool could see her if they looked up. She turned and returned to her chair next to me. She had a flush to her skin. "Maybe it was the sun," I thought, as I showed her the picture I just took. "Wow, that came out really pretty. I don't really look that good, it must be the angle and filter," she replied. "There is no filter, and you do look that good," I stated honestly. "Ding!" my phone went off with an incoming text. "It was Jax. He asked what we were up to," I told Sarah. Tell him you are taking naked pictures of your wife," she kidded. "Better yet, maybe I should just send him this picture." I said, challenging her. "You wouldn't." She countered. I attached the picture and wrote, "Just enjoying the view." I showed her what I wrote. She stared at me but didn't say anything. I studied her as my thumb closed in on the send button. She said nothing. I hit send. "Oh my God, oh my God, I can't believe you really sent that. I thought you were just messing with me," she said nervously. She looked down at my erection. "Does the thought of him seeing me turn you on?" She asked. "Isn't it obvious," I laughed again. "You are demented," she blushed. "He's already seen your tits. What's the big deal? Plus, you didn't stop me," I countered. "Ding!" "Wow, now that's a view I could get into. Pun intended," Jax texted. I showed Sarah his reply. She gasped and immediately flushed. "Ding!" "If she could take it," Jax wrote. I clicked on the attachment. It was an image of his erect black cock. I showed Sarah his reply and his picture. She gasped and said, "Oh Shit! That thing is huge! Did he take that right now?" "Ding!" Jax replied, "She did that to me. You have a beautiful "HOTWIFE!" Her nipples hardened as she read the text. I could see moisture between the petals of her labia. Her breathing was becoming rapid. She was as turned on as I was. My erection was at full mast, which wasn't quite as impressive as the picture my wife kept admiring. "I guess you've now entered the territory of a hotwife," I stated. "What's a hotwife? Is that just a pretty wife?" Sarah asked. I laughed, "Haha, no, a hotwife is a wife that a husband shares with other men, but yes, she is usually very pretty like you, I must say." "Would you ever want me to be a hotwife?" Sarah breathlessly asked. "In fantasy I would. It would depend on you. I would never want you to be pushed away from me because of a stupid fantasy. But if it brought us closer, then..." I told her. I decided to reply to Jax's text so he didn't think we were ignoring him. I wrote, "Thx, I know she is hot, and I showed her your text string. I'm glad you enjoyed the picture. She was impressed with your text as well, but she was wondering if you took that picture after seeing hers, or was that already on your phone?" "Ding!" He replied, "Tell her I left the table I was sitting at and went to the bathroom to take a picture of what she did to me." "What?" I thought, "How would she know he was sitting at a table? Unless..." "What did he say?" Sarah asked. I showed her the text. She flushed and gasped as she read the text. She had a guilty smile on her face. I immediately got up and walked to the rail she was standing at when I took the picture. I looked over the rail and saw Jax sitting alone at one of the in-pool tables having a drink. He raised it when he saw me and waved. I waved back. My cock was hard as a rock, knowing my wife was standing there looking at him, exposing herself to his lustful gaze once more. I called my wife to me as I stood at the rail. She got up from her chair. Her beautiful body glimmered in the sunlight, and as she approached me, she put an extra sway in her hips. Her tits undulated and jiggled with her movements, and her nipples were as hard as my dick. She was on fire. She was being naughty. I grabbed her and kissed her hard. Our tongues dueled as we were overcome with passion. "You didn't tell me he was there earlier. Let's show Jax what a HOTWIFE you truly are!" I grunted. She stepped in front of me and assumed the position at the rail, exposing herself to Jax's lustful view once again. He was no longer smiling. He was staring at Sarah with "I want to fuck you" eyes. Sarah was staring back at him with the same lustful eyes. She spread her legs, preparing herself for me to enter her, and leaned over the rail. Her mouth opened as she was looking into Jax's eyes. I caressed her body, staring at her arms. I kissed her neck and moved my hands forward to her well-oiled tits. I pinched her nipples and she let out a moan. While pinching her left nipple, I moved my right hand downward, caressing her flat abs, as I moved further down. My hand reached where her hair would have been if she had any, and I could feel the heat coming from between her legs. As my finger touched her clit, she shivered violently and moaned. My hand descended further to the soaking petals of her labia. I inserted two fingers easily and pulled her back against me. Mmmmm!" she moaned. I removed my hand from her wet opening and lined myself up with her folds. I entered her slowly to prolong the feeling of us coming together in front of Jax. She was soaked and dripping, making my entry easy. Jax reached down to adjust the huge bulge in his white shorts. "Do you see what you are doing to him, to both of us?" I asked as I thrust forward, pushing as far as I could go. "Oh God, yeah," she moaned. "Look at him while I fuck you. Look what you are doing to him," I said as I stroked in and out of her. I pinched her nipples again as I picked up my pace slowly. I wanted this experience to last. I never dreamed my wife would expose herself to another man. Now she had done it three times in two days, and in front of a giant black man. Sarah spread her legs further, opening herself up to me, and to the giant black man's gaze. Jax was rubbing himself slowly, trying not to be obvious. Only he could see us, but there could be people looking out at him from their rooms. He had to be discreet, but the image of this blonde beauty opening herself to his gaze was too much for him. His cock was throbbing. I pulled all the way out of her and shoved myself back to the hilt. I did this repeatedly, as my blonde hotwife moaned louder and louder. "Look at what you are doing to him, Sarah. His cock is throbbing in his shorts right now. He's rubbing that giant black cock, wishing it was him fucking you right now," I breathed into her ear as I rammed into her hard. She took her right arm off the rail and reached down to stroke her clit. "Oh, fuck yeah! His black cock looks so big in his shorts right now!" Sarah moaned, "This is so crazy, I can't believe we are doing, uh, uh, this. Fuck me, fuck me hard!" She came hard. I continued to piston into her, as she watched the black giant rub the object of her growing desire. They maintained their eye contact as if they were fucking each other with their minds. Her lust was growing, and her confidence with it. She looked from his eyes down to his huge bulge, and back up again, to let him know she liked what she saw. She was on fire, as I pumped into her from behind. I pulled out of her after several minutes and kneeled between her legs. I attacked her clit, sucking it into my mouth while licking the nub. "Oh God yes!" she erupted into a massive orgasm and squirted me in the process. Before this moment, Sarah had never squirted. I held onto her firm cheeks as she rode through her tremors. I licked my way back up, rimming her in the process. She trembled again when my tongue touched her pink asshole. Everything about her was beautiful. I kissed up the center of her cheeks and around, sucking on each cheek before moving up. I kissed her back and shoulders before moving back up to her neck. I whispered in her ear, "That's three times you've come while looking in that man's eyes." She turned and kissed me, driving her tongue into my mouth saying, "I love you so fucking much!" she gasped. "I love you too, and I love this side of you," I replied. She turned and bent over with her ass facing the black giant, spreading her legs again. She engulfed most of my cock into her hot mouth with one swift motion. She was in heat. I could see Jax as he stared at the round globes of her ass and the pink treasures between them. He looked up at me and smiled, giving me a "thumbs up." Sarah was drooling all over my cock. She kept this up for a while, and then stood up saying, "As much as I'm enjoying this, I want to look into Jax's eyes while you fuck me." Sarah assumed her position at the rail again, this time bringing her left leg up to the rail to spread herself further, for the black giant's gaze, and for my penetration. She was a true hotwife now. Jax's cock looked like it was going to burst through his shorts. It looked like he was smuggling a loaf of bread under his shorts, it was so big. He ran his hand over it as he stared into my blonde hotwife's eyes. She gasped as she took in the scene again. "I wish he was up here so you could take that big black cock out and relieve his pressure." I said as I slowly entered her again. "Oh God, don't say that. Just fuck me," Sarah said as she pushed back against me. " Why? Are you thinking about it? I know how blowjobs turn you on. It wouldn't be cheating," I reasoned. She paused, looking Jax in the eyes, and then her eyes drifted down to his huge dick encased in his white shorts. The contrast of his shorts against his skin reminded her of his hand on her leg the night before. She licked her lips, envisioning them around his dark cock. "Steve, that would be so fucking hot, but it could ruin our marriage," she moaned. I thrust into her repeatedly while she stared at the giant black man. With one leg on the rail for support, her left arm was free to caress herself in front of the hung black giant. She pinched her own nipples and squeezed her breasts hard as she stared back at Jax. "What am I doing? What has come over me?" she thought as I pounded her, "Come over me, oh God, imagine that giant cock coming over me!" I could tell Sarah was deep in thought, losing herself in lust as she considered the taboo act that I just proposed. I could feel her heating up around me as I penetrated her repeatedly. "You know this is cruel what we are doing to him right now," I said as we looked at the black man rubbing himself. "Who says it's not cruel what he's doing to me right now?!" she replied. Her words filled me with lust immediately, admitting that she wanted him too. "All I'd have to do is pick up the phone and give him our room number," I challenged. As I was telling her this, she had reached down to stroke her clit. She gasped and came with my words, squirting around my pistoning shaft. After coming hard, her mind moved back to reason and logic again, contemplating what she just admitted. "I could never cheat on my husband and break our marriage vows, but I want this" she thought. I slowed my movements as Sarah came down from her orgasm. I knew she was deep in thought again as these feelings came to the surface. I knew I needed to comfort her as she processed everything that was happening. "It's okay. I love you more than anything in this world. You are my whole world. There is nothing wrong with what we are doing. Look at that man in front of you. You have power over him because of who you are. You are a beautiful, sexy, human being. Any man would appreciate you for who you are. We've been together since we were practically kids. I know nothing could divide us, especially if it would make us both happy. Providing pleasure to another man while I encourage it would not be cheating. It would be an act of love between both of us," I encouraged her. "Me sleeping with someone else would make you happy?" she questioned. "I'm not talking about sleeping with him, but he wants you, and you want him, and blowjob is not cheating," I reasoned. I increased my pace slowly as she considered all my words. She considered the fact that she had so much power in this moment. With a couple of words, she could break her wedding vows. Could she do it? What would I think? What would she think of herself after giving into her lust? All these thoughts stormed through her head as I fucked her in front of this beautiful giant man. Sarah pushed back at me as she again looked at the big black man in front of her. Her moaning increased as her body gave itself to her lust. She could see the plum sized head of his giant cock pushing past the edge of his white shorts. She was on fire again as she considered her power at this moment. All she had to do was give in. Could she, should she? She looked up into Jax's eyes again as I fucked her harder. Her tits were swinging wildly as I pummeled her hard. "You want that dick, don't you? Look at it. It's right there for the taking. All you have to do is say the word," I grunted. She was rapidly approaching another orgasm as I slammed into her, "Oh God yes, fuck me!" "Yes, what?" I asked to clarify what she wanted. "His dick, his dick, I want it. Oh fuck!" she moaned. "Tell me what you want, I want to hear you say it," I told her. Sarah looked Jax in the eyes as she pondered what to say next. He looked back at her with his "I want to fuck you" eyes. As if he were reading the question in her mind, the black giant nodded at her, encouraging her to answer me. In a final moment of decision, Sarah's hand attacked her clit again as she yelled out, "I WANT TO BE A HOTWIFE FOR HIS BIG BLACK COCK!" Sarah yelled it loud enough for Jax to hear him from the floating-shelf table. Her words went from my ears to my brain, through my spinal column, and to my hard cock. Her final submission was too much for me, and I could not hold back the floodgates inside of me. We both came together in the throes of our passion, completing the act of our mating. I dumped ten long pulses of cum into her dripping womb. This was the hottest moment of our lives up until now. We both held onto the rail for support as we came down from our mating. Her pussy continued to spasm around me for several seconds. I stayed inside her to prolong our moment of togetherness. Our breathing settled down to normal, but my cock never went all the way limp. My thoughts went back to her decision, and I didn't want to say anything to give her an opportunity to back out. Sarah looked down at Jax again, and without taking her eyes off him, she said, "Text him now, before I change my mind." Sarah stood upright, pointed to Jax, and curled her finger back towards herself twice, calling him in. I texted him our room number.

[FM] I fucked my ex-bf’s best friend in a storage unit

It started when I randomly bumped into my ex’s best friend from high school. He asked me how my ex was doing, I told him we had broken up about 6 months ago, and I was still pretty down about it (we were together for 3 years). As he was my ex’s best friend, I was a bit shocked that he wasn’t in the loop. Turns out, they were never as close as I remembered. We went out for lunch a few days later and out of nowhere, he asked if I could help load his winter clothes from his storage unit into his car. The storage facility was close by, so I said OK. He took me up to his unit and after moving some heavy boxes, he pulled me inside and kissed me. I was surprised to say the least, but I kissed him back. He lifted my shirt and started playing with my nipples - teasing them, sucking them, flicking them with his tongue. Then he took off my jeans and undies. My pussy is soaking wet, so he turns me around and fucks me hard. It’s been a long time since I’ve been railed like that, so it was hard to stay quiet. He didn’t care, he just fucked me harder. I get him to lie down so I can ride him, but right before I can get my release, we heard voices from the end of the hallway. We got dressed right away, grabbed his clothes and left. It didn’t last long, but I still think about it.

[MF] [58/25] Passion like Teenagers in Heat!

Passion like teenagers in heat. I have been chatting with a younger girl for a bit. She likes older men and loves sex. We have done some naughty chats and mutual cyber masturbation. She has been lots of fun. Even though she is 25 and in college she is on a very short leash so to speak. Her parents are LDS and very controlling. They have been trying to control her sexual appetites since she started masturbating at age 13. Because she lives at home and needs their support to complete college. They still control her. Tracking her phone, location, who she is with and what she is doing. However, she still finds excuses to leave the house and meetup. Our 1st meeting was at a park in the back of the van. At first it was a bit awkward since we had been sexual in cyber and not in the real world. We started kissing and making out. My hands are playing with her small sexy breasts. Soon the passion and pent- up sexual tension could not be held back any longer. We undressed each other. She sucked my cock hard and I licked and sucked on her clit. Soon we were fucking deep and hard. Her pussy was so tight and felt incredible wrapped around my throbbing cock. We both loved it. But soon she had to head home. We lost touch over the holidays. A few weeks ago, she reached out to me again. We made plans to meet again. This time in the parking lot of a store. In the back of my van, we started kissing and making out. Soon she was sucking my cock. I rarely get BJ’s, so I was in heaven. She would look up with her Doe eyes wanting approval. So hot! My cock so rock hard, my cock head filled her mouth. She told me it takes a lot to make her cum and doesn’t normally cum with others. I love a bit of a challenge. I rubbed my big throbbing cock head into her wet pussy lips. I needed to feel her pussy around my cock, and she wanted it and pulled my cock into her pussy. As my cock head popped in, she gasped. She felt so incredible! Her pussy was wet and tight around my big throbbing cock. I fucked her deep and hard. We were like teenagers in heat. We couldn’t get enough of each other. While fucking her she needed to be held. With my big cock still inside her she pulled herself into me into an embrace. My arms around her small frame and her pussy wrapped around my rock-hard cock. Riding me, holding me, and milking my cock. Such an amazing feeling. She said my cock was much bigger than others she has had. She said the girth felt incredible and she loved how it felt inside her. She wanted and needed a doggy style. So, I bent her over a slide deep inside her again making her gasp again as my big thick mushroom cock head moved in and out of her tight pussy. She felt so incredible! I fucked her deep and hard! Soon she was cumming all over my cock. She said normally her pussy would spasm and push out a cock, but because my cock was so thick and hard inside her spasms just clamped down on my cock as she came all over my throbbing cock. It was an incredible feeling! I could feel her pussy cumming all over my cock. We were fucking for about an hour in this parking lot with cars driving around. But we were in heat and didn’t care what was going on around us as both came and enjoyed each other. I have to say this session was one of the most memorable and amazing sexual sessions of my life. We fucked so much and hard we both could still feel each other days later. We both so loved our last encounter we have been trying to make it happen again. Well today at lunch we made it happen. This time we picked a bit more secluded parking area. When she showed up, I was already hard stroking my cock. She wrapped her warm lips around my big throbbing cock. My big mushroom cock head was so big it completely filled her mouth. She was gagging on it, and I pushed her head a bit as she was gagging and unable to breath. This time I came prepared with lube and a vibrator. She pulled her clothes off as I used the toy on her clit! Soon she was moaning and loving it. I got lubed up and started teasing my big cock head with her pussy lips as the vibrator was on her clit. She wanted it badly and so did I. My cock head was huge and much bigger than her little pussy. I pushed into her pussy , but it was so big it wasn’t going in. Then when it finally popped in and she gasped! It felt so incredible! Fuck I needed her so badly! She felt so incredible! We both needed it and fucked hard and deep. She would gasp as my big thick mushroom head moved in and out of her pussy. My cock stretched her as it moved inside her. I pulled out my cock as we moved positions. I could see her creamy cum all over my cock. So, fucking hot! I would change my rhythm with deep slow strokes to quick, deep, and pounding her. Words cannot describe how incredible she felt and how badly we both needed and wanted each other. We did both missionary and then doggy style. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. I was close so I fucked her with deep, fast thrust till I came deep inside her little pussy. Such a hot session! Then we got dressed and said our goodbyes. That was Thursday. The next day she was ready for more. So again, we met. Same parking lot. A guy saw her climb in the back of my van. Then thankfully moved on. We quickly got naked. My cock was already hard, but she sucked on it which I love. She wanted my cock in her. We fucked doggy again changing my rhythm deep, hard and fast. Then slowly letting her feel each inch and my cock as it stretched her pussy. I have a big, thick mushroom cock head. As I moved in and out of her tight pussy the ridge of my cock head rubbed her g-spot. I pushed my thumb on her asshole. Making her pussy clamp down on my cock. It felt incredible. Soon she was cumming all over my throbbing cock. She feels incredible as her pussy spasms all over my cock. She was sore from our frantic fucking from yesterday. To the point that she had me stop fucking her. I am sorry she was in pain, but it is hot knowing it’s from us fucking the day before :). Plus, it's one of the reasons she feels my cock for days. Again, we used Lube. I still needed to cum, and she finished me off with an awesome BJ :) We are chatting daily, sharing pics, and planning our next encounters. Being older it has been a while since I have had this type of carnal passion. Like teenagers in heat!

I was giving my friend a blowjob when his mom walked in! [FM]

It's been a while since I've documented any of my experiences. I haven't really done anything in months. I've been busy with work and helping my mom out. But a few weeks ago I finally managed to meet up with one of my friends. I am usually with female friends but I also have a few guy friends. I do occasionally have casual sex with them. And I mean REALLY casual. Sometimes it's a quick blow job and other times it's full blown sex. I called my friend Jayson. I've slept with him once. He wasnt the best but weve known each other for a while. I asked him if he wanted to drive me to the mall. I don't drive :(. I needed a new Natasha denona pallet from Sephora and I needed a ride over. We made small talk and I asked him if he would take me. "Sure fairy, I'll pick you up in an hour". He told me. "Yay! I'll make it up to you" I told him. The hour gave me sometime to get ready. I put some makeup on and wore my leggings and a t-shirt and threw a sweater on top. Underneath it all I had some black lingerie. I didn't wear it for him, wearing lingerie makes me feel sexy. I was busy adjusting my mascara when I got a call from him. I wasnt ready! I made him wait an extra 20 minutes. I hurried down stairs and I saw his car parked outside my house. I scurried in. I hugged him in the car. "Sorry being late Jayson!" I told him. "It's okay, seeing you all dolled up is worth the wait". He replied. I went pink. "Jayson stop!" I was so flustered! We got to the mall and I made him go to a lot of stores with me. I could tell he was getting annoyed but when I asked him he reassured me I was fine and he was having fun. The pallet I wanted ended up being sold out 🥺 but I got some pink lip gloss to make up for it! We made our way back to his car. "Thanks Jayson I had so much fun!" I told him. I was so greatful. "Me too!" He said with a smile. "Why don't you come hang out at my place for a bit? It's still early". He asked. I couldn't see why not. "Sure I said!" We made it back to his place and to my surprise his mom was home! I said hi to her and she smiled and waved back. Jayson grabbed my hand and led my down to his basement room. He closed the door behind him and we sat down on his couch. We talked for a bit but it didn't take long before he grabbed the back of my head and started making out with me. He was really being sloppy with me. He grabbed my hair, tilted my head back and started shoving his tongue down my mouth. "It's been a while since I've got laid, do you wanna fuck fairy?" I was horny but I didn't want to have sex with him. But I had to reward him somehow. "Wanna just finish in my mouth?" I asked him. "Hell yeah" He replied. We moved to his bed and he took his pants off. I took my sweater off and my shirt. I was in my bra and leggings. His cock plopped out of his underwear and was hard already. He was a good size. I laid down on his bed and opened my mouth for him. "Stick out your tongue" he said. I let my tongue hang out of my mouth. He slid his cock on top of my mouth. I made sure he had a nice bed of spit to glide his cock . He grabbed my hair and started slowly gliding his cock across my tongue into my mouth. I was getting horny. "Suck my cock" he told me. I grabbed his cock and started moving my mouth over it. I let my spit fall down his balls. I moved my mouth from his tip to halfway down his shaft. He grabbed my head and pushed his cock down my throat. My nose pressed against him. I started to gag. He pushed me off. "Take off your clothes" he told me. I took my bra off and he pulled me in and sucked on my nipples. I shivered, it felt so good. He popped his mouth off my tits and took my pants off revealing my black lingerie. "What a little slut". He said and then he slapped my ass hard. It tingled, but I was so turned on. I got back on his bed on my knees and he put one his feet up on the bed. He grabbed my hair and pushed his cock back down my throat. "Ugh keep it there girl". He said. I was struggling to breathe and my nose was pressed against him. He slapped my ass and pushed his cock even further down. My nose was pushed all the way down. I kept his cock down my throat. " Can I take a picture to masturbate to later?" He asked. "As long as my face isn't in it". The thought of my friend masturbating to me turned me on. I don't usually post things like this but I asked him to send it to me later and I'd thought I'd give you guys some imagery (please be nice). [Good friends get rewarded <3](https://imgur.com/a/8WGmzHZ) He was sliding his cock through my mouth when I noticed the door plop open. OMG THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING. I panicked and tried to pull back but he held my head on his cock and muttered "keep sucking". "Mom we are busy right now close the door!" He yelled out. "Oops sorry guys" she said as she closed the door. I was mortified, but he seemed unaffected and kept mouth fucking me. Every so often he would pull his cock out to grab and slap my ass. He spat down my face and said "such a free slut". He grabbed the back of head by my hair and started using my mouth to jerk himself off. I was gagging and spitting everywhere but I knew he was close. He groaned hard and leaned his cock into my throat. "Ugh take it all" he pushed his cock all the way down and I felt his babies pour down the back of my throat. I only wish I got to taste him. He pulled out of my mouth and was shaking. I went back for more. I pressed his cum out of his cock so I could get a taste. I let him watch his cum land on my tongue. " Am I a good slut?" He didn't even respond he was just shivering while I devoured the rest of his cum. After we had cooled off he let me shower. I finished myself inside his shower while he sat outside. I felt so naughty. I walked out to his mom sitting on the coach. I was embarrassed. She smiled and I smiled back in shame. He drove me home and he hugged me goodbye. I left being a little turned on at the thought of his mom barging in on us.

[F]irst time with a woman

Hello! This is the story of how my first intimate time with anyone went, I hope you enjoy. This is also my first time writing about it. I was 19 years old when I first invited her over, we both were new at this. It started off with us talking about our interests a couple days before, innocent at first, but then revealing our fantasies to each other, “Have you ever been with anyone? Or is this what you do with yourself to compensate?” I asked. “I’ve never done anything with anyone.” She replied, I decided to take a risk, “Would you like to try it out with me?”. I offered a friends with benefits relationship, and to my surprise she accepted. We planned on a day we would have free to explore each other in this new light, talking about limits and what our rules were for this first time experience with another person, and we were set to do this. “I’m here”, she texts me. I go to the door and lead her to my room, where we’ve been many times before, but not like this. Both of us were nervous but I was excited. “So how do you want to start?” I ask. We thought about it and ultimately decided to be light and easy with this, as it was a first for us both. I offer the idea we start off touching ourselves in front of each other, and so we did just that. She started by playing with herself over her underwear and I followed suit, it felt amazing, my clit was so sensitive. I asked to touch her breasts, a cup bigger than mine, I couldn’t shake the urge. She gave permission and I immediately felt a new sensation, it was so soft and comforting, so mesmerizing. Her nipples were also larger than mine, they looked foreign and exotic, I asked if I could taste them. As I dived in it was the most amazing sensation on my tongue, I couldn’t get enough of it, it was soft, and and sweet, and perfect. Things sped up and my hand traveled down her body, I stopped over her hand and asked if I could try touching her clit. She was soaked, I was overwhelmed with lust, every movement of her hips, her breathing, the breathy moans, I would never be the same. “Choke me” she said in between gasps, and I happily obliged, I would do anything she wanted me to in this moment of ecstasy. “Harder! I’m going to cum!” She moaned, I pressed the sides of her neck tighter and focused on my hand working hard below, she let out a high pitched moan and grabbed at my arm. I felt her get even more wet as I continued. After a few seconds she tapped three times to signal that I can let go. “How was that?” I asked. “It was great, I didn’t know how it would feel but it was intense and really nice”. This ends part one but if you’d like to hear about my turn let me know. Thank you for enjoying my first experience with a woman.

[MFM] When you cheat, you must go all out

Last year I (19F) cheated on my then-boyfriend (24M) again and unlike the previous time, I don't in the least feel guilty. My boyfriend had for some time, wanted to experience a threesome. And for a long time I'd refused. On that Friday I said yes after we met a guy called Eric (30M) in a bar. All night they both charmed me, so still sat in the bar, I had my hand placed under the table and onto Eric's huge cock. Minutes later with my boyfriend watching outside, I gave my second blow job to a man who wasn't my boyfriend. (my boyfriend though it was the first) Eric came in my mouth saying he'd not had head like that for years. Still horny my boyfriend invited him to our apartment and a few minutes later I was on our bed naked with my boyfriend's cock in my mouth and the older man licking my pussy and ass. The thing is, when my boyfriend came pretty quickly from me blowing him, he all but collapsed on the bed. But before he did, he asked our guest to leave. Unfortunately for my boyfriend I was so horny by then, there was no way I was going to miss out on being fucked by such a large cock. Taking Eric into our guest bedroom, we licked, sucked, and fucked for the next few hours. I slept for a while and was woken up by Eric sliding his cock into me from behind as he spooned me. It was one of those fucks when you wish you can keep on orgasming over and over. And that's exactly what I did. We even risked having anal sex in the shower, as the sun was rising. My boyfriend was utterly ashamed of himself, forcing me as he switched, to have sex with another man. As far as he was concerned Eric had left our place before he'd passed out. And for my part, I obviously didn't tell him only an hour before he woke up, I was kissing my new lover goodbye. I've met Eric a number of times since. Having sex at his place, his car and outdoors too. It's been a whirlwind of very dirty, but amazingly good sex. And now I'm only sad that I didn't experience sex with even more men. Whenever my boyfriend went away on business for a few days, I would always invite Eric round and he even once asked me if I'd like him to bring a friend. I'm not a silly girl anymore, so I knew my relationship as it was with Eric, purely sexual. So I said yes and I enjoyed having two cocks to play with and feel fucking me that night.

What is the best sex you ever had secretly?

I once dated an ex who loved morning sex, which was awesome because I enjoy having sex whenever I'm dating someone. However, on this particular morning, I wanted to play hard-to-get, so I was being a complete cock tease through the afternoon. He had caught on to what I was doing and was ready to make me give it up, so we went out to run some errands. I'm trying to secretly tease him while we're out in public. We see a public restroom right by us so, and we are kinda like, fuck it lets do something adventurous. I guess in the heat of the moment, we didn't think to lock the door. Luckily, I had my head turned towards the door and noticed it starting to open, so I shouted "sorry someone is in here!" and heard a lady say "oh I'm sorry," and then the door closed again. We stop and exit the restroom feeling a bit ashamed. The woman just stares at us with a "I know what sins you guys were committing in there" look on her face. We laugh a lot about it and are relieved that she didn't entirely walk in on us.

[B/S] I'm visiting my parents and I told my sister EVERYTHING.

Hey there. Let’s just jump in. God knows enough of you have reached out to tell me you hate the cliffhanger endings. I know! Lol We’ve been doing this for a year! But sometimes I run out of time to write the longer posts and if I can fuck with you and annoy you a little bit… That's just gravy. So my sister knocked at the door and asked if she could come in. I hesitated, but felt like saying “no” would be too strong a statement. Plus, I am trying to balance between doing what I think is best and respecting my sister’s feelings. So I wasn’t going to be like ”there’s nothing to talk about here.” “Can we sit?” she began. Sadly, the couch is the only thing at that house. So there wasn’t really any good places to sit face to face and talk to each other. She sat at the end of the couch, and I felt inclined to sit at the furthest opposite side. Even though the sofa was a little too long, so there was this weird, awkward gap between us. Maybe too much space. It seems she felt compelled to move closer to me. “I’m just going to start. If you don’t mind, let me finish before you respond,” she asked me. I’m not going to give you the bit by bit of the conversation. But, as always I will give you the main points. She went on a long rambling speech about how she’d been feeling since I landed. Basically retreading the same points we had discussed before. How she had been really hurt, about how much she resented me, that I had moved on and she felt left behind in her grief. “I understand,” I responded, trying to acknowledge. Her next sentence started with a little more volume, to make it clear she wasn’t done speaking. “So… after a few weeks, having seen the effort you had made to reach out for me - and feeling guilty for how rude I had been - I decided to give you a shot and take you out for dinner,” She continued. This would be the dinner when we had a really good time she was referring to. Har hands nervously rubbed against each other, while her feet lifted and softly smacked the floor. Obviously, her being nervous only made me more nervous. Of what? I don’t know. But it’s definitely the right feeling to describe it. I wasn’t angry, or sad, or anything else… just uneasy. She explained that after that dinner she felt really good. Very enticed to continue hanging out with me. However, that sam enight while she was in bed, a terrible sense of guilt came over her. “I felt like if I ever became close to you again, I’d just regret it for the rest of my life. So I just did the best I could to say something hurtful and make you leave. Just make you go back home,” she confessed. Obviously there was more to it. But that’s about it. She just told me she didn’t mean the things she said and that this whole week of my being completely gone has left her feeling like absolute shit. “I don’t hate you. And I feel like having you thinking I do hurts me way more than you being around,” was the final thing she said. A long pause took over. I didn’t even know where to start to respond. Did I tell her how I felt about what she had just confessed? Should I tell her how much it also hurt me to break up? I thought about it long and hard. And, almost a little too dramatically, I concluded we couldn’t move forward in any direction without being honest. Although I had made a decision, it felt like my whole body was trying to stop me. My mouth felt unresponsive, I was cold and warm at the same time, and my heart beat so hard it seemed to be trying to get out of my chest. “Just say it,” I thought, over and over. “Just tell her the truth.” Finally, it came out. Completely by instinct. Because my brain was incapable of thinking how to word it. “I’ve been doing sex stuff with mom,” I began. Suddenly, it was like the cork popped off. Everything poured out of me. I told her absolutely everything. I didn’t justify my actions until after I was done telling her. “I wasn't sure how to tell you, and it was like all of a sudden I was lying to you. The whole thing felt like it became unnecessarily convoluted,” I said, trying to be as honest as possible. She sat there, with the most neutral face I have ever seen her put on. Just making eye contact, silently. A long pause kept us there, in suspense. She was either processing everything or in shock. Nervously, before her response, I said, “I just… I think you're allowed to hate me. Justified, even. Before you made up your mind about it, I thought it’d be best if you knew the truth. So you could work with all the information.” Her silence continued for a little while longer. So did the surprised facial expression. Finally, after what felt like 3 hours, she asked “have you told mom and dad about us?” “No. I didn’t want that to be a unilateral decision,” I said. Another thinking pause took place. A much shorter one this time. Her head nodded as if she was doing math in her head. Her eyes looked around the room and came back to me when she was ready to speak. “Ok,” she said, “I’m cool with it. We’re cool. It’s fine. We weren’t in a relationship and you weren’t trying to hurt me. You just kept doing something that was paused with mom.” “Can we hug?” she asked, as if that was the final piece of the puzzle to untangle this mess. We did. And I couldn’t help but to squeeze her very tightly. I really needed it. My eyes closed and she softly rubbed my back. With an uncertain, still nervous tone, she asked, “Ok….where do we go from now?” I suggested we didn;t rush into anything. I’ll stay at grandma’s house and if she still felt the same in 24 hours, she could reach out to me and we can go for a coffee to discuss more. That’s about where we left it. I can’t tell you how I felt after she went home. I just paced around the house, doing nothing, unable to stop. By the time I went to bed, I felt almost out of breath. Yesterday was no different. I spent the whole day with this overall anxiety about the situation. Once again, I don’t really know what it is I’m actually nervous about. Or like, what outcome it is that I fear. This morning she reached out. Thanking me for being willing to talk and for being honest with her. Then she asked if I would be interested in grabbing that coffee today. I said yes. So we’ll see where things go. Ok. Thanks folks. Take care.

[F/d] [B/S] I was turned on hearing my daughter fuck her brother Update 5

Yesterday me and my wife had a long talk with Chloe. It was strange at first, it felt sterile how we started. We were trying to talk about sex but not make it too sexual and get ourselves all worked up so everything just felt strange. But stuff happens, and it got more relaxed. It started just with us letting her know that my wife was aware of the details of her relationship with her brothers and she was also supportive of them continuing as long as they keep it a secret from their younger siblings. Long story short Chloe will be spending the night in our bed tonight( praying that nobody gets any cold feet and changes their mind). I didn't tell her that her brother told me about her sexual fantasies about me and her stepmom. We let her know that we love and support her and want her to be happy and explained we understand having an unconventional sex life and told her about a few of our exploits. When my wife was describing a threesome with a friend of hers, Chloe really started letting her guard down and became more engaged in the conversation. Throughout the talk I made sure to work the conversation around to tell Chloe how beautiful and sexy she was. First time I called her sexy I could see her shoulders get tense and she looked like she really wanted to say something to me but she held back whatever it was that was on her mind. Chloe didn't go into much detail and seemed a little embarrassed but she told us about the time she had a threesome with her brothers. I asked if she ever had a threesome with one of her brothers and another woman. She said no, and my wife gushed about how good it feels having another woman there. And then she offered us up to show her how good it felt. I could see her nipples were hard through her shirt and my wife asked her again if she would like that. Chloe only nodded. We all decided to try this out Friday night. We have a hotel room and Bobby agreed to stay home and watch his younger sisters. Chloe told him she is staying at a friends. If this all works out we'll tell him about everything, but my wife felt it would be easier to try a new incestual relationship with a woman first. Our talk ended with a kiss. My wife gave her a long kiss then slipped her some tongue as they broke away from each other and they kept smiling at each other. I grabbed Chloe tightly and kissed her and we made out a little. I felt the goosebumps on her skin and her hard nipples felt so good poking into my chest. I broke our lips apart and Chloe was looking up at me with half closed eyes. My dick was pressed hard between us and she pushed against it with her stomach. I let her go and we stood there staring at each other, my wife was watching us. Our youngest daughter started calling for us from the living room so it was time to end all of this. The rest of the day Chloe couldn't take her eyes off either of us. She was giddy the whole day and when I would catch her staring at me she would laugh nervously. Bobby got home later and him and Chloe disappeared for a bit then she was calmed down once she was back. Guess he fucked some of the overwhelming sexual energy she had from our talk. I didn't get the holiday off so I'm still at work waiting to clock out. Hotel is booked and ready, we have Friday and Saturday booked. Fingers crossed that this is the best weekend of all of our lives.

[d/F] I (21f) found my dad's(48m) online dating profile. UPDATE!

This is a throwaway account and there are a lot of details that I´m NOT giving here because there´s a slight chance that my dad is also a member here. This will be a kinda long post cause it´s both my first post and an update. I posted it in another subreddit where some people asked me to post it here as well. Okay. So a couple of months ago I tried a new dating site. Nothing kinky or dirty about that. Just a dating site as any other. There´s this function where you can see any matches nearby. We live in the suburbs so you would have to search really broad to get matches. Either a big area or a big age span. For fun I just chose all ages a couple of times and there were some hits but it was just old guys. If they´re closer to you than 1km it doesn´t say how close because of stalking, I guess. I started chatting with an older married guy who only had a dick pic on his profile. I actually only wrote him because he was just one of 3 guys living close. But I never inteded to meet him or anything wich I also told him right away. He was cool with that. He just liked talking dirty. After a week or something he asked to swap face pics. I didn´t really want to because I didn´t wanna get recognized by him in my area but he sent one of him. And that´s when I found out that it was my dad. Of course I didn´t tell him but I did get mad that he was cheating on my mom. But okay ... I knew he was married from the beginning and cheated on someone before so if I was okay with that before ... Anyway I kept chatting with him and he told me all of the kinky stuff especially nudism he was into and what he had tried in the past. He said his wife was actually also into that in the beginning but it stopped for her after some years. He told me had even been with other nudist families where everybody played together and that had always been a giant kink for him. My mom does not know about that though. Of course I was totally shocked and I felt like telling him who I was and telling my mom as well. But it was just too hot to stop. I found myself looking forward to when I could write with him again and hear more. Obviously I also talked about stuff. How I had masturbated at public restrooms and at the beach and stuff like that. He loved that. It was so weird that I got my dad horny. And that he did it to me too. Once I actually wrote him while I was at a rest room and he convinced me to masturbate. And I did. He sent me more pictures of him playing with his cock. And convinced me to send some of me too. Sending nudes (with no face and just pussy shots though) to my dad at a dirty restroom was just crossing all my limits. But I couldn´t help myself. I came while he talked about how hard he wanted to fuck me. Now I was just as much of a pervert as he was. I asked him more about his family kink and if there was anyone from his family he wanted to see naked and he mentioned his daughter: me ... I kinda knew that but it was so hot reading it. I asked him if he´d want fuck her and stuff like that. And he was so horny. Of course he said yes. So I told him that if he wanted to nomalize being naked he´d probably just have to show that he was comfortable being naked himself. He said his wife would freak out so I told him only to do it when his daughter was there. I never thought he´d do it though. And this is where we´re at now. He has walked around the house naked a couple of times in the past week. It just got real in a totally different way. I can´t decide wether to be smart and stop it, or see what else I can get him to do. Or maybe start walking aroung naked myself. I know myself enough to know that at some point I will probably just chicken out and delete the dating profile. That´s what I´d do in these situations. But it´s kinda weird that I haven´t chikened out already. Maybe I´m just too much into it. I have changed a couple details so it won´t be too obvious for him if by off chance he sees this post. And now the updated post;) Okay. So first of all ... wow. I didn´t expect my fist post would get that much attention so thanks for that. When I read the stories from this subreddit they were mostly about someone already having sex with family members and stuff so I really didn´t think anyone be interested in a long story about me not having sex with my dad would have any effect. It was mostly just to get it off my chest. I´ll write what have happened yesterday at the end of this post. I´ve gotten a lot of advice and questions from people so I´ll start with adressing some of them. Did I have these forbidden thoughts before all this happened? No. Not at all. And I never would think that I even could be one of "those girls" having that kink. Like I can´t say that I´ve never had a boyfriend saying "Who´s your daddy?" just for fun or some innocent cliche like that. But come on ... That´s not the issue here. This is so much more real. What´s my relationship with my mom and how do I handle the cheating-issue and stuff? Well ... My mom and I have a fine relationship but not as close my dad´s and mine. It actually turns out that they have cheated on each other a couple of times so it´s maybe not that bad. Or at least that´s what I tell myself. Honestly, I try not to think about it. And that is actually frightingly easy not to do when I´m sexting him hearing about how kinky he is while I´m masturbating. Would I let him cum me? Probably not. Believe me ... I´d eat birth controll pills and Plan B as candy if I went throught with this. And we´d probably use a condom as well. Not having a baby with fewer teeth than toes. Is his cock big? That question actually surprised me comming from a lot of guys. But yes. It is very decent. There´s no doubt that that part is not dissapointing. It´s above average and thick. Like he has big hands but his fingers don´t reach all the way around when it´s hard. I can tell from the pics he sent. Am I going to through with this? I have no idea. If you asked me before all this I would obviously say "No. Eeeeew." but everuthing has changed. I have already crossed so many lines I´d never thought I could cross. I´d never think I´d be turned on by sending pics of my pussy and butt to my dad hearing about how he wants to fuck me ... But here we are. And I guess there´s a reason for me not to take this issue to a shrink or whatever to seek guidance. Instead I post it in a dirty subreddit for incest kinksters that just results in a bunch of people chanting "DO IT! DO IT!" in the comments. Okay. So now for the update: I got a lot of ideas from people here. So thanks for that. Online-me wrote him about his daughter and he loved to talk about it. So I suggested him talking to his daughter about being naked and stuff to see what she´d say. And I dared him to do it naked. And he said that he´d do it if the opportunity came. So I guess I´d kinda had to give him the opportunity. We´re chatting on this dating site still so you´d have to manually log in. That means neither of us is just constantly online. So messaging can be kinda slow back and forth. But I waited until my mom was out of the house and I heard my dad take a shower. I knew that that shower was only an excuse to get naked. So I stripped down and took a long t-shirt on and waited in the living room. He got out naked, put a towel on a chair at the dinner table and sat with his laptop. The table hid his cock so I couldn´t get a view of it unless I looked under the table. But that would be a bit too obvious. So instead I walked around a bit and I reached for at coffee mug knowing my t-shirt would get pulled up exposing my butt. Maybe a little longer than needed. I walked around a bit with my back to him so he could get away with looking at me. I got my coffee and sat by the dining table too. He was like a little uncomfortable but he started the conversation and it kinda went something like this. Him:"So you probably noticed that I´m sometimes naked at home. I just want to make sure that you´re okay with it?" Me:"Sure. That´s fine. I do it myself when I´m alone actually. I don´t see a problem with it but I know mom would probably not be okay with it. She´s kinda uptight about that. So it actually surprised me that you were doing it." Him: "Oh yeah ... Probably we shouldn´t tell mom. I just wanted to make sure you were okay with it and you weren´t like grossed out or anything." Me: "Sure. You´re decent looking so there´s like nothing you have to hide. You´re fit and I can see that ... mom must be pleased." The last sentence was so hard to say without my voice cracking but he just laughed a bit and said he was glad I thought so. But it was kinda hard to get the conversation going after that. And actually I just waited for him to get up from the table so I could see his cock again. But he didn´t and he kinda just said that he needed to work a bit. I knew mom was comming home shortly and I didn+t want her to come home seeing this so I got up and said I´d go to my room. But before I left I kinda yawned with my eyes closed and streched right in front of him. The t-shirt crept up to around my belly button so I know my pussy was fully exposed to him. Obviously as soon as I got in my room I went to the site to see if wanted to chat. He was already there. And he had already written about the conversation saying that his cock was rock hard under the table, that he had seen my naked pussy and ass and he had to to and jerk off right away. That thought was too much and I actually went back into the living room but he was already in the bathroom with a locked door. I kinda waited a bit but didn´t wanna risk my mom getting home so I got dressed and got down to the train station, got in the restroom and wrote that this was the hottest thing I ever read and it made me so horny hearing about how turned on he was by his own daughter and if she slept naked he should jerk off in her room looking at her. He wrote back later that that would be too risky but it sounded so hot. We´ve been texting more today about it and it´s still ridiculously hot. And it was crazy crossing that border and exposing myself to him. That won´t be the last time. There has already been kinda a development at New Year's eve. I'll make sure to write that update as well soon.

New Neighbours - Part 2. The Family Barbecue [M39/F18] [cheating] [age difference] [age gap] [teen] [older man] [younger woman] [risky]

Part 1 is here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/x1egtq/new\_neighbours\_part\_1\_the\_bike\_ride\_m39f18/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/x1egtq/new_neighbours_part_1_the_bike_ride_m39f18/) When Mikey got home, Sarah was in the kitchen making dinner. "You were gone a long time," she said. "Yes. Lauren's bike broke so we had to fix it by the road. It took ages so we didn't get many miles in," Mikey replied. "Then why do you look such a mess? You look exhausted." Sarah leaned over to kiss Mikey on the cheek. "Oh my god, you stink too. Go and get in that shower." "It's hot out. Good idea." Mikey went for the shower, hopeful that Sarah didn't suspect anything. "Oh. By the way, David and Anne have invited the whole street for a barbecue at their house tomorrow. I said we'd go," Sarah shouted from downstairs. "Sounds great, hunny," replied Mikey, suddenly nervous about seeing Lauren again. \*\*\* The next day, the three of them walked over to the Smiths' house. "Hi," said David. "Lauren was just telling me how good the bike ride was yesterday. She was exhausted when she got home!" "That's funny," said Sarah. "I thought Lauren's bike broke and you didn't get many miles in?" "Oh, erm, yes," Mikey stammered. "It would have been better if Lauren's bike was working properly. Hopefully we managed to get it fixed though. Still, it's always nice to get out on the open road." Mikey, Sarah and their daughter went into the garden to join the party. Anne waved them over. "Hey, guys. So good of you to come. You know, Felicity is desperate to start earning some cash. I know you pay for a babysitter. Would you consider letting Flick sit for you in future? I'm sure she'd be a bit cheaper too." "That sounds like a great idea," said Sarah. "Don't you think, Mikey?" Mikey was staring off into the distance where Lauren was busy chatting to a group of boys her own age. She looked stunning with her hair pulled into a ponytail and wearing a tiny white tennis skirt and bright blue bikini top. "Mikey?" Sarah said. "Uh, yes, hunny," he said. "Sorry, I was just checking out the barbecue." "Wouldn't it be great if Felicity could be our new babysitter?" Sarah asked. "Oh yes, that sounds good," he replied. The barbecue was pretty uneventful after that. Mainly just small talk with the neighbours. Lauren was making a big show of flirting with the guys in her group. Mikey couldn't help looking over and feeling a hint of jealousy. This is insane, he thought. I'm getting jealous over a teenager. And he decided he needed a few more beers. Later on, as Mikey was chatting to another neighbour, he saw Sarah and Lauren deep in a serious conversation. Concerned with what they might be talking about, he made his excuses and quickly went over to find out what was going on. "Lauren's still having some trouble with her bike," Sarah explained. "Oh?" a relieved Mikey said. "What is it this time?" "Why don't you go and have a look at it?" Sarah suggested. "Good idea. Follow me," Lauren said, looking up into Mikey's eyes with a smirk on her pretty little face. Mikey followed Lauren into the house. He was mesmerised by her tiny skirt swaying side to side, exposing her toned thighs. Lauren turned around. "Stop staring at my butt, you old perv." "I wasn't. I was checking out your legs," he shot back. "Anyway, where's this bike?" he asked as Lauren opened the garage and led them inside. "There's nothing wrong with the bike, silly," Lauren said, reaching past Mikey to lock the door. "I just needed to get you alone." "I, I mean we, we can't keep doing this, Lauren." "Of course we can," she said, pulling Mikey towards her by the waistband of his shorts. "But we've gotta be quick!" And with that, she pulled Mikey's shorts down in one motion and dropped to her knees. Wait, we, we..." It was no use. Lauren took Mikey's cock into her mouth and he knew his resistance was useless. Lauren looked up at Mikey with those big blue eyes, then lifted her mouth off him. "We really do have to be quick," she said. "Someone will come looking for us if we're gone too long." Mikey pulled Lauren to her feet and kissed her hard. He reached under her tennis skirt to feel the soaked fabric of her cotton panties. Then he pushed them aside and ran a finger between her lips. He found her clit and swirled his finger around it. Lauren jumped and then clamped her thighs around his hand. Mikey kept going, desperate to get her off as quickly as he could. Lauren started panting as Mikey pushed two fingers inside her. Then she bit into his shoulder and let out a low groan as an orgasm ripped through her young body. "You're so good at that," she said. "Come on then, we'd better get going," Mikey said, his erection sticking straight out in front of him. "What? Not so fast," Lauren said taking hold of his cock in her small hands and using it to lead him over to the workbench on the far wall. Lauren lifted her skirt up and bent over the workbench in front of Mikey. She looked over her shoulder and said, "Come on, old man, show me what you've got." Mikey took in the sight in front of him. Lauren's ass was pointing up in the air, her legs wide apart and still trembling from the orgasm she'd just come down from. Her cotton panties were pushed to the side and her smooth, wet pussy was shimmering in the low light. Mikey leaned forward and licked between Lauren's glistening lips. He stood up, took hold of her hips and rubbed the engorged head of his cock against her, covering it in her juices. He pushed against Lauren's clit again and again. Lauren was inhaling sharply every time Mikey's cock made contact with her clit. "Please. I need you inside me, Mikey. Do it now." With that, Mikey pushed forward and up and his cock entered Lauren with a pop. He pushed forward until he was completely buried. Just like yesterday, he couldn't believe how warm her pussy was. He could feel her muscles contracting around his cock as she breathed. "I can feel you breathing, your pussy's squeezing my cock with every breath," he said. "Oh my god, I feel so full," Lauren panted. Mikey slid back then buried himself fully again. Lauren let out a little shriek. Then he picked up the pace. The workbench was slamming against the wall with every thrust, but Mikey was beyond caring. He just kept burying himself inside his teenage lover. Mikey reached a hand forward and pulled Lauren's bikini top down. He tweaked and teased the nipples on her firm breasts as he slammed harder and harder into her pussy. Lauren had a hand rubbing her clit as Mikey now went as hard as he could. She was moaning uncontrollably as another orgasm approached. The garage was full of the sounds and smells of sex. Lauren let out a scream as her orgasm hit her again. "Oh fuck, Mikey, keep going!" she cried. "I'm getting close," he said. "Cum in me. Please. I want to feel it," she instructed. Mikey slammed into her three more times and then drove as far inside as he could as he lost it. His legs felt weak as his balls emptied themselves. "I can feel it. I can feel you filling me up," said Lauren. They both collapsed on the floor and untangled themselves. Lauren positioned herself on top of Mikey and leaned down to give him an intense kiss. "That was, wow," she said when their kiss broke apart. "But we'd better get out of here." They quickly regathered themselves. Mikey pulled his shorts back on and Lauren fixed her underwear. "Ready?" Lauren asked as she unlocked the door. "I think so," said Mikey, still slightly out of breath. They emerged back into the garden as if nothing had happened. Sarah and David came over. "All sorted?" Sarah asked. "Yep, just needed to make sure the gears were shifting properly," Mikey said. "All working now." "Oh good. I was getting a bit worried when I heard all the banging coming from in there. I thought you must have been struggling with something," Sarah said. "No, he did a great job," Lauren said. "It's so useful having someone just across the road who knows exactly what they're doing. I should have a proper ride tomorrow to make sure, though, I suppose. Hey, Mikey, as our last ride was cut short, did you want to come with me and show me what we missed yesterday? Hopefully it'll be a nice smooth ride this time!" "Erm, well, I was supposed to be doing some work in the garden tomorrow," Mikey looked at Sarah. "No. Lauren could use your help. You show her what you missed out yesterday. But try to come home in a slightly better state this time!" Sarah replied. "Great. Thanks," Lauren said, a huge smile on her face. And she turned and headed back to her friends. Mikey watched her skirt swaying and her ponytail bobbing as she walked away. This girl is going to get me in some serious trouble, he thought to himself, a smile spreading across his lips. "Anyway, honey. We'd better get home," Sarah said. Then she whispered, "Maybe, later on, you can lube me up and see if my gears are working too." Mikey was exhausted. &#x200B; To be continued...

Identity [Gentle MDOM] [MF 30s/20s]

I heard your car pull into the driveway, so I went out to meet you in the front yard. You were gathering your things and I made it to the car in time to open the car door to let you out. You stepped out gracefully, in spite of the tight, knee length skirt. Your face was blank. A completely unreadable mask. I cocked an eyebrow and asked, “Well?” Suddenly your face broke into a huge smile. “I got the job!” You squealed as you threw your arms around me. Curmudgeon as I am, I couldn’t help but smile too. “Of course you did, they’d be idiots not to hire you.” You leaned back to look me in the eye, “Not only that! They offered me 10% more than what I was going to ask for!” I held your face in my hands. “That’s amazing. I’m so proud of you.” You blushed a little as you said, “Thank you.” I swiped a strand of hair out of your face and cupped your cheek with my hand. “What are you?” I asked. You gave me a look that was half eye roll, half embarrassed glee. “I am smart. I am capable. I am confident. And I am the best god damn thing in this god forsaken world,” you recited. “That’s fucking right,” I said as I leaned down to kiss you, long and slow and deep. I broke off our kiss and took the bag from your hand. I put a hand on the small of your back to lead you into the house. “Come on,” I said. “let’s get you into the house.” “God, yes,” you murmured. “My nerves are frayed. I’ve been on edge all day waiting for the interview. I feel like I’m wound so tight I could snap.” I led you into the house and closed the door behind us. I set your bag on the entry room table as you slipped your shoes off, sighing and rubbing your feet with each one. You took off your jackets and hung it on the coat rack beside the door. I watched as you took your collar off the hook and wrapped it around your neck. I could almost see the tension drain from your body as you buckled the collar. I stepped up behind you and wrapped my arms around you, pulling you against me. Your body melted into mine like it was made for it. I slid a hand up your body and wrapped my hand around your throat, pulling your head back to my shoulder. I ran my other hand up and down your body slowly, tracing the line of your curves. I tightened my grip on your throat as I started massaging your tits and you let out a contented sigh. I was suddenly very aware of just how much stood between us. All that cloth was keeping me from feeling your skin, it was more than a little frustrating. I grabbed the front of your shirt and jerked, sending buttons flying across the room. I let the shirt drape around you as I pulled down your bra and cupped your breasts in my hand. “I liked that shirt,” you mumbled. I growled a response, “I’ll buy you a new one.” I squeezed your breast and tan my thumb in little circles around your nipple. Slowly, I ran my hand down your stomach, down your leg. I slid my fingers under the hem of your skirt and slowly slid my hand back up, pulling the skirt up to your hips. I slid my hand to your inner thigh, rubbing slowly, teasing. I trailed my fingers up your inner thigh until I felt your bare pussy. No panties. I let out a questioning grunt. “Just a reminder, Sir,” you answered. “Of what you are?” “Yes Sir.” “And what are you?” I asked as I started teasing your pussy. “Mmm,” you purred. I lifted your arms above your head and wrapped your hands around the back of my neck. “A sex toy, Sir. “Mhm,” I growled. I slid a finger between your pussy lips, letting your juices coat my finger. I ran my finger up over your clit, and slid my hand back down - one finger sliding between your lips, the others massaging the crevice of your inner thigh. “Keep going.” “A fuck toy, Sir,” you repeated. “A body for you to play with. Your object of pleasure. Flesh for you to enjoy.” “That’s fucking right,” I said as I slid a finger inside you. I pulled you back against me, feeling your ass press into my crotch. I let my palm press against your clit as I worked my finger inside you. You started moving your hips, grinding yourself harder into my hand and let out a long, slow purr. As your hips moved, your ass was grinding against me. The sounds you made, the hint of your perfume - the feel of you against me - it was all too much. I ached to have more of you. But I made myself wait. I know your rhythms. I know your body. As you started pressing yourself harder into my hand I clamped down on your neck. I put pressure on either side of your throat, choking off the blood flow to your brain. I let you have your air, but I took away your blood. Your face started to turn pink and your eyes glazed over like they do when you’re lost in the moment. You started moving your hips harder, faster and I matched your rhythm as I continued to massage your pussy. You were letting out these desperate little groans and I knew you were getting close. I waited until I knew you were right at the peak and released my grip of your throat. The sudden rush of blood to your brain sent you over the edge. Your body shuddered against me and your knees buckled. I held you up, pressed tight against my body and watched the waves of pleasure crash over your face. When you regained your focus you lowered your arms and slid a hand between us. You grabbed my dick through my pants and started working your fingers in that way you know I like. “Fuck me, Sir.” You said. “Please.” I didn’t need any more of an invitation. I pushed you off me and started ripping the shirt off your shoulders. I just let it fall to the ground as I started working on the clasp of your bra. I was too eager. My movements too frantic and I couldn’t get the clasp undone quick enough. I just took hold of the bra and jerked - hard enough to snap the clasp - and tossed the bra away. You didn’t bother complaining this time. I think you knew I didn’t care about the damn clothes. You just unfastened your skirt and let it slide to the floor with that sexy-ass little hip wiggle you do. I pulled off my shirt, kicked off my shoes, socks, pants, and boxers - all in record time. As you stood back up straight I stepped into you pushing you against the wall. I grabbed your head, one hand under your chin, the other on the back of your head, and turned your face so my lips were pressed against your ear. “Spread your legs,” I growled. You did. And you pushed your ass out for me, arching your back, making yourself available for me. I had to crouch a little to get on your level, but it didn’t take more than a moment to push myself completely inside you. “Fuck,” I growled as I finally let myself take you. I pulled out slowly and slammed myself back inside. “What are you?” I demanded. “A fuck toy, Sir,” you gasped. I slammed into you again. “And?” “Your play ground.” I slammed into you again and again. With each vicious thrust you recited your mantra. “Your body” “Your pleasure” “Your slut” “Your whore” I grunted and cursed as I buried myself inside you. I dug my fingers into your hips and groaned as I watched the way your ass shook with each thrust. You took me, as hard and as deep as I wanted. You gasped at the pleasure and the pain. But you took it all, just as you always do - just as it is your place. When I slammed into you one last time and cursed as I exploded inside you, you started moving your hips - working your pussy over my cock - doing your duty to milk every last drop of cum. I regained my breath and pulled your body back against me again. I wrapped an arm around your waist and a hand around your throat. I pulled your face back to mine and kissed you. “What are you,” I asked again. “I’m yours, Sir.”

[A/ne] - Hot Tub with Aunt - Update

After a few days, my Aunt reached out to me over text and mentioned that we needed to talk. She would be passing by my area with a friend on Thursday or she asked if I was attending my parent's New Year's Eve party, which I wasn't planning on. I told her "I could...". We agreed on Thursday to meet up at my place, especially since my roommates were out of town and there would be privacy to talk. A lot of you gave me solid advice and I was living in my brain for the next day or so. Thank you for the support though. Some others wanted to jerk off together to photos of her. I put her photo into a photo app and came up with Elizabeth Hasselbeck and I kinda see it. She texted me Thursday a few times while out, just making sure I was still home. Eventually, her friend and she arrived at my place. Once her friend used the bathroom and left, we sat down on the sofa. We spoke for over two hours through a lot of tears and some laughing. A few years ago, my Uncle had prostate cancer and treatment left him with zero sex drive. I was aware of the cancer years ago, but she also mentioned that her husband cheated on her years before that. They got through it for their children, but things were different. With a low libido, she just had pent-up sexual frustration. Then with his work, he's gone three or four days at a time, leaving her in an empty house. She uses the hot tub jets to get through all of that and some toys. She honestly didn't know we were all out there that night and was just going to get off. In fact, she told me it bothered her that I stayed, she just wanted to be alone. I cut in a bit and said that memory is engraved in my brain forever and was an enjoyable special moment for me. She blushed, looked away, sighed, and told me more. She started crying and told me that my Uncle mentioned that years ago she should find someone to have sex with, which caused a huge fight between them. She has only ever been with my Uncle and questioned where she would even find someone. Then the pandemic happens, and she's at home and just feels less and less wanted and appreciated. I move closer to her and I tell her she's always been beautiful and I hug her. Holding her, she cries again and I go to get us some more water. She goes to the bathroom and we talk when she returns. She jumps back to that night. She thought she was just being sly and could talk to me while getting off. I was accused of touching myself first and that's what changed things. Laughing, I told her she was gyrating and it kinda became obvious. I told her I really expected to have sex in a hot tub. She stopped me and told me that is a big no-no, talking about how that's not a thing people should do for cleanliness reasons. I described how much I loved what happened and just felt her body as she went through what she did. When I briefly fingered her, that got too real, but she said her orgasm was one of the best she's felt in a long time. She really just liked to be held and have a human connection. I kinda pull her more towards me and she sits on my lap. I hold her and we make out for a little bit. I told her that I really do love her and that she's just so beautiful. I grope her boob a bit and start to move my hand down lower, but then she stops me, telling me how gross she feels from being out all day. I don't care about that, but we kiss a bit more. Eventually, she says she should get going. The drive is about forty-five minutes, and five minutes in, she asks me if this is weird. I tell her it is and it isn't. It feels powerful because we care. We talk about my parent's party and thinks it wouldn't be good if I was there, but wants to know when I'm leaving the party I'm going to. I haven't attended it since I left for college. She asks to spend the night and I immediately tell her yes. She smiles and tells me it'll be nice. For the rest of the ride, we just chat about her kids who all left and what their New Year's plans are. When we get to her house, she thanked me and asks if I need to use the restroom or anything. I go in with her and carry some of her bags. She thanks me again and kisses me. We kiss for a bit and I start touching some of her body. She tells me how she just needs a shower. I ask if she needs the hot tub, and she said maybe... and laughs. I tell her I'll join her in the shower and she yells No!!! I then say, fine I could watch and she laughs and tells me to leave. I tell her I'll see her on the weekend and we go to kiss again. She says that I look a bit sad and I say I don't want to leave, but then I tell her I'm heading out.

The Accidental Dick Pic [M32/F32] [Femdom]

*Beware: M32/F52. Damn fucking typo. Enjoy your read.* Yes, it happened to me. I sent a dick pic to the total wrong person. I wanted to sent one to a friend with benefits, we both were into sending each other pictures like that, but it landed on my companies CEO’s phone. As soon as I realized that I made a mistake, I tried to delete the picture. But it was too late, it already got delivered. I had more than just a small anxiety attack back then. You might ask yourself, how an average corporate office drone got the phone number off an CEO, here is the explanation for it: I once had the honor to serve as driver for the head of the corporation I worked for. The reason for it was that the actual driver was sick. He wasn’t able to get out of bed for two weeks. So a replacement was needed. And when my boss ask who has a driver’s license, I was smart enough to lift my hand. Then my boss asked me into his office. There he made me an offer: For some little extra money I would be the driver for our CEO until her original driver would be back from sick leave. Due the fact that I was bored in my office job, a job I wasn’t liking that much at all, I said yes. Without thinking too much about anything. Then I drove around in a fancy car for three weeks. And that is how I got our CEO’s phone number. But back to the dick pic. After I sent it off, after I realized that I couldn’t delete it anymore, after I got a nervous breakdown, I waited. I waited for something to happen. An answer. Any answer. From “I wanna suck on him” to “You are fired.” Everything was possible. But nothing happened. Not until the next day. I was a workday. It was a Wednesday if I remember correctly. I was working for a couple of hours when my boss came over to me. He had a very surprised, confused expression on his face: “You have been called up. To the CEO’s office. In thirty minutes sharp.” Inner me froze. Fuck, she will kill me. She will eat me alive. She will grab me by balls and hang me up to dry. Because the head of the corporation I worked for was a tough nut. She was no one to fuck with. I saw her in action. I was more than just nervous when I walked towards the elevator. I was fearing for my life. When I arrived on the highest floor of the building I knew my way around. I went towards her secretary’s desk and told him that I was ordered up. He nodded with his head. He looked at me from tip to toe: “So you are the pervert.” He got no answer back on that. I only was thinking something like: “Yes, I am the pervert. I am the fucking moron that sent a dick pic to his CEO.” He probably knew what was going on inside of me. A smile appeared on the secretary’s face. Then he guided me inside the office. He made me sit down on the big sofa sitting in front of the big windows in one of the biggest offices I had ever been in. Then he offered me some beverage. I gladly accepted his offer and asked him for some sparkling water. The secretary excused himself and came back a few minutes later. Once he was back he told me that she, the CEO was held up in a business meeting. She would show up as soon as possible. He told me to enjoy myself while waiting. He pointed towards a wall filled with books while he told me that. But to be honest, I wasn’t in the mood for any reading. I was fearing for my job, even worse, I was fearing for my life. But I thanked him for pointing it out. Then the secretary left me alone in the office. Unable to sit still I wandered around the huge room. I glanced at a few of the book spines. I looked at the art hanging on the walls. I looked at the pictures of the CEO herself that were standing, hanging around in the room. While doing so my mind wandered off. I was thinking about what she would do to punish me. And I honestly wondered why the entry door to her office was that heavy, probably even soundproof. Maybe because there were many secret things going on in here. All of a sudden she stood behind me. The fifty six year old head of the company had entered the room without me taking notice of it. My mind clearly was elsewhere. She caught my attention in a very polite way: “I hope I am not disturbing you.” A shiver went through my body. I took me some time to turn around, it took me even longer to answer her question: “No, you are not.” A decent smile appeared on her face. Then we sat down on the sofa. Next to each other, in a ninety degree angle. Then she came straight to the point. She took out her phone, she put the picture of my hard one on the screen and shoved it into my face: “What is this?” No need to deny anything: “A picture of my rock hard dick, ma’am.” The smile on her face got a little bit bigger: “And why do I have something like that on my phone? Are you one of those perverts sending out random dick pics?” I explained her everything. I explained her why she had my dick pic on her phone. A smile appeared on her face while I did. Once I was done, she nodded with her head. She seemed to believe me. But there was one thing she wasn’t believing me at all: “Is that really your dick? Not just some pic you stole off the internet?” She asked me in a very snappy, very provocative way. She was up to something. She tried to press some buttons inside me. She was attacking m ego. And to be honest it worked. She had me. I told her that it was my dick. I ensured her that it was my dick. I got more than just emotional because of it. And she stayed at it: “I don’t believe you. Show me.” Moments later I was standing next to her. With my pants and my boxers on the ground. Showing her my balls and my limp dick. She took a closer look at it. And she kept on going: “You can’t compare a limp dick to a hard one. It is like comparing apples with eggs.” I knew what she was up too. She wanted me to get myself a boner. She wanted to see my hard one. So I began to play with myself. I jerked off my limp dick. I struggled to get hard. I was just overly nervous. She watched me trying. She was whipping with one of her feet while she was waiting for me to get hard. She told me to hurry up.

Decisive (Mdom 28, Fsub 20, hypno, D/s, dubcon, embarrassment - 1,661 words)

**DECISIVE** Story by All These Roadworks (2023). *Tori has trouble making decisions - until she's hypnotised into having to choose... no matter what the options are.* **Author's Note**: As always, my kinks aren't my politics - I support respect, equity and positive enthusiastic consent. If you enjoy this story, please support its creation with the purchase of an e-book from my store at [www.AllTheseRoadworks.com](https://www.AllTheseRoadworks.com). === Tori had trouble making decisions. All it took was someone to ask her if she wanted Coke or Pepsi to leave her paralysed and unable to say anything at all. It had been hell throughout her schooling, and now that she was out of school it was killing her employment prospects. She’d flubbed interviews for four different dream jobs, paralysed by the interviewer’s questions, and had ended up having to take work as a supermarket checkout girl while she worked out what to do next. She ended up blushingly explaining the problem to her favourite uncle. He offered her a solution - hypnosis. He knew a hypnotherapist that could help with inhibitions like this, and was willing to pay for an appointment. So Tori headed off to the hypnotist, let him lead her into a trance, and had him implant one simple thought in her head, to make her more decisive: “When you’re offered a choice, you will immediately pick one of the options, and commit to it.” It worked. When the session was over, the receptionist asked her, “Do you want to pay now, or receive a bill?” “I’ll pay now!” said Tori immediately, and then did. She caught a taxi home. “Do you want the radio on, miss,” asked the taxi driver. “Or would you prefer to chat?” Tori frowned. She actually would prefer just silence - but she immediately said, “Chat is fine!” and then spent the rest of the trip discussing the traffic with the driver. It bothered her that she hadn’t been able to choose an option that she hadn’t been given - but she was too excited by her new decisiveness to really worry. The next day she turned up to work at the supermarket, put on her supermarket-branded apron, and began scanning groceries for customers. She still felt a little spacey from the hypnotism yesterday, and she wasn’t as efficient as she could have been. Around lunchtime, her slow work collided with a particularly irritable client - a redheaded, bearded man in his 30s - who ended up getting increasingly frustrated as she slowly tried to remember the unique codes for all the fresh vegetables he was buying. “Jesus!” he exclaimed eventually. “Were you born stupid, or do you just finger your cunt every day until your brain turns off?” Tori opened her mouth - and froze. She had to choose one. She had to. She didn’t want to. She had to make a choice, and choose one of the options. I \*wasn’t\* born stupid, she heard herself think angrily, and then…. “I just finger my cunt every day until my brain turns off,” she heard herself say. Her face immediately went bright red. The customer looked shocked - and then gave a little surprised laugh. “Are you serious?” he asked. “Or do you just like sounding like a slut?” She heard herself make a little inaudible whimper, as she was caught by the choice again. She \*wasn’t\* serious, so… “I just like sounding like a slut,” she said brightly, her face crimson with shame. “Are you making fun of me?” asked the customer. “Or are you literally unable to avoid picking one of the options when I give you a choice?” “I have to pick an option when you give me a choice,” she blurted out - and then, on the verge of tears, she abandoned her register, and ran off to the break room, leaving the customer’s shopping half-scanned and the till unattended. Management yelled at her, of course. The customer had been very honest, and stolen neither his shopping, nor the contents of the till, and had not filed a complaint. But if she ever did anything like that again, she was warned, she would be fired, AND she would be liable for any theft or losses that resulted. That night she tried to make another appointment with the hypnotist to get her hypnotic conditioning fixed - but the receptionist said that an appointment would cost money that Tori didn’t have, and Tori’s uncle seemed unwilling to pay for another appointment, and Tori was a little too embarrassed to explain what the problem was, anyway. So she went back to work the next day. And, to her despair, her second customer was the same redheaded man from yesterday. “So,” he asked her, as he set his groceries down, “do you want to stay at your register until I say I’m done, this time? Or do you want me to tell the world about your embarrassing little condition?” She blushed, and said, “I’ll stay at my register.” He paused, thinking, and said, “There’s something missing from that answer. A note of respect. Tell me, from now on, would you prefer to call me “sir”, or “master”?” Tori’s eyes bulged. She wanted to run away again - but she’d committed to staying at the register. She tried to scan his groceries quickly, so he would be done. “I’d prefer to call you ‘sir’, sir,” she said. “Good girl,” said the man. “You know, you’re kind of cute when you’re respectful. And you can’t be making much money in this job. I tell you what, I’ll help you out by buying your underwear off you.” He pulled a fifty-dollar bill out of his wallet. “You’ll have to take it off and give it to me right here and now, though. Would you like to sell me your bra, or your panties?” She bit her lip. She didn’t want to sell him \*any\* of her clothes! But…. “My panties, sir,” she whispered. “Go on then,” he said, waving the money at her. She had picked the panties because they would be easier to remove without drawing attention. Sure, she could get her bra off without removing her shirt, but it was so much easier to look around briefly to see if anyone was watching, then lift her skirt, hook the waistband of her panties, and quickly pull them down her legs and step out of them. Which she did, and then placed them on the checkout, blushing. They were pink and lacy - and a little wet at the crotch. Her blush deepened as she realised that, yes, her pussy \*was\* wet. God, was she the kind of slut who got \*aroused\* from this kind of abuse? She hated herself, and she hated her traitorous pussy more. “Good girl,” said the man. “Go on, pack them into my shopping bags.” Tori had almost finished scanning the man’s shopping. She gratefully tucked her panties into one of his plastic shopping bags. He paid for his groceries, and then gave her the fifty dollar note. “This one’s for you, not the cash register,” he said. “But - oh no! You don’t have any pockets on that uniform! You’ll have to keep it somewhere else. Tell me - are you going to stuff it up your pussy, or your asshole?” She looked at him, in pleading despair. Surely he didn’t expect her to… but she had to make a choice. “I’ll stuff it up my pussy, sir,” she whispered - and she did, lifting her skirt and cramming the fifty-dollar bill into her (very wet) fuckhole. She felt like a dirty whore. She wished the man would leave. He smiled and said, “Well, it’s time for me to go. But I’d like to see you again. Are you going to tell me your name, or do you just prefer to be called ‘slut’?” “My name is Tori, sir,” she said, quickly. “Good girl, Tori,” said the man. “I’m James. Here’s my business card.” It was black, with silver writing, and it provided his phone number and email but no clue as to what his job was. “Thank you, sir,” she said, intending to throw the card away at the first opportunity. “So how are we going to meet up, Tori?” James asked. “Are you going to truthfully text me your work shifts from now on, so I can come and visit you here? Or are you going to tell me your home address and give me a key to your front door?” She wanted to cry, or at least a little bit. She had thought he was about to leave, and she could escape - but both of these options would let him see her again. And, worse, she would be cooperating in that. She would be \*inviting\* him to see her again. But the hypnosis was ironclad. “I’ll send you my shifts, sir,” she said. “Good girl, Tori,” he said. “And thank you for your panties.” And then he left. === Tori blushed all the way through the rest of her shift, sure that someone would notice she wasn’t wearing panties. She didn’t take the money out of her pussy - James was right, she had nowhere to put it - and then when it was time to go home, she actually forgot it was in there, so that it was not until she got home that she suddenly remembered and fished the cunt-soaked bill out of her snatch. As she looked at the wet, disgusting thing, she felt like she was going to cry - but she didn’t. Instead, her hand went back to her pussy, and she started to rub her clit - softly at first, then harder and harder, until suddenly she was shaking with a powerful orgasm, trying not to scream. What was happening to her? Why was she acting like such a whore? When she had recovered from her orgasm, she actually slapped her pussy a couple of times, and pinched her clit, trying to punish them into behaving - but it just made her want to masturbate again. Blushing, she jerked her hands away from her cunt. She thought about trying to go back to the psychologist. But instead, she got out James’ card, looked at the number - and began to text him her work shifts for the next week…. (END)

[B/s] Quick Little Update

Hey everyone, I'm writing this on my break from work so it'll be a short one about how things have been going since we called off our break on Saturday as you know from the previous post I made. Sunday morning my sister and I woke up in bed together for the first time in a while, it didn't take long for us to start teasing each other, which soon after turned to foreplay, then ended with us going two rounds. We showered, ate breakfast, recovered, and continued back at it like a pair of horny dogs. Think we went 9 rounds throughout the day, had my sister against the wall, over the table, on the couch, over and on kitchen counters, and even down on the floor. We haven't gone at it like that in a long time, nearly since we started this whole taboo adventure. She even dug her nails into my back and left some pretty good scratches down my back, so aside from that, my sister's wobbly legs, and me now knowing what an empty tank feels like, we took a short break from sex for a day. I ended up having to buy more condoms the next day before my shift since our supply had dwindled to a few. Right now I'm sitting on my lunch break just thinking about curling in bed next to my sister and putting a few to use, not something I should be thinking about at work right now but I can't help myself, it's like she cast a spell on me... Anyway, I should finish this up so I can focus on the night ahead of me. Have a g'night everyone.

I pleased myself with my bf on the phone

My head was whirling and I knew I was drunk. The shots and drinks Mila and Tania kept ordering pushing me over the edge. "Shush" I knew I was far gone when I started talking to random objects. Mila and Tania had left in an Uber a couple of minutes ago, both were tipsy but not as drunk as me. They both had offered to stay the night but I wanted to snuggle in my bed with one of alex's hoodies. Thinking of Alex brought a loopy grin on my face. I had listened to Tania and stopped looking at my phone but I know he's at the hotel right now. Yesterday he left for some business meeting. Needing to hear his voice I struggle to get my phone out of my purse. I press on his number and brought it to my ear as I stumbled to my bedroom and jumped on the bed. Alex answered after three rings. "Alex" I slur out. "Are you drunk?"I could hear the amusement in his voice. "I'm not drunk I'm un drunk" "I take it you had fun" hearing his voice made me miss more than before. "Alex I want you home now in my bed right now" "You know I'd be there in a heartbeat if I could baby" "Well then now I'm going to have to do it all alone" I pouted, while taking my underwear off. I heard shuffling on the other side of the phone before Alex spoke again. "Do what alone sylv?" Even in my drunk state l caught the underlying tone in his voice. Smirking, my fingers played with the hem of my dress. "Things you should be doing to me" my tone dropped as desire washed over me. "Don't tease me baby" the threat in his voice make me even more wetter. "And what if I want to?" Needing out of these clothes I put my phone on speaker and slip out of my dress and throw it somewhere. I knew Alex could still hear me over the phone, his mind no doubt going wild. "I may not be there but I can still punish you" "You aren't here so I don't have to listen to you" | say while giggling. Not caring about the fact when Alex gets home he will definitely punish me. "We'll see about that" Alex's response held such promise my lips quirked up. "What are you going to do Baby?" "I'm going to get nice and comfy on the bed" I started but I could feel my face flaming up. Dirty talk was not something I could do but I was kind of hoping the alcohol could help but it didn't. Alex being the most amazing boyfriend ever, seemed to tell that, even over the phone, that I was struggling. "Don't worry baby I got you" I could hear him shuffling and moving a bit before his voice took that demanding tone I loved. "Lay back on the bed spread those gorgeous legs of yours." I loved it when he took control, especially since I loved to live in my head and second guess everything I do. With Alex I never had to worry that I was doing something wrong or that I needed to fake it. And oh boy I did not need to fake it. That guy can make a girl lose control within a few words. "Slide your hands down your thighs, softly touching but don't even thinking about touching your clit yet." I did as he told my breath hitching in my chest. Closing my eyes I pictured Alex's rough hands not mine. Him kneeling between my legs, teasing me. Tracing my inner thighs, up my stomach to cup my breasts. I so badly wanted to touch in between my legs but he kept me teasing myself. Fuck him and his stupid teasing. I was letting out small whimpers over the phone as I ached to do more than just tease. My whole body was tense. "Alex" I groaned. "Please let me..please" "I'll let you touch yourself if you tell me what you want" "I" "Come on use your words. Tell me what you want to do to yourself sylv" Silas voice was thick and deeper as my actions no doubt turned him on. Pushing my embarrassment aside and I was going to beg my boyfriend to let me touch myself over the phone. "Please let me touch myself. Please I need to cum. Let me cum please" the groan Alex let out made me even more wetter. "Touch your self and let me hear you" he barely got the words out before my finger found my core. I moaned into the phone as my fingers moved in between my legs. I writhed on the bed, head thrown back as I moaned. In my head I kept imaging Alex touching me. Just the thoughts of Alex combined with his moans over the phone I was so close to finishing. My moans getting louder and my fingers go faster. By my moans alone Alex knew I was close. "Cum for me baby, cum all over those fingers for me" His dirty words sending me right off the edge. My whole body shook and I clamped my legs shut around my fingers. I barely heard Silas groan over my own moans as I came. It took a minute for my head to clear as I laid spread out on the bed panting. "Fuck baby. That was amazing" "It was" I panted out before letting out a giggle. I just came over the phone with my boyfriend. "God your moans are so sexy. I wish I was there" "Me to" I rolled over with the phone now in my hand. "I exactly know what we're doing when I get back" "Can't wait"

I [19M] fucked my co-worker's [20F] face for my birthday [MF]

I knew she had a crush on me. I want to start this story with the actual confession part. It's been quite a while since this happened, but I want to start with the part I'm not proud of. Here's the story. It was like, a week before my b-day and my co-worker really wanted to treat me. I gently told her I had plans to skip town and go snowboarding with friends. I was trying to be polite as she was a genuinely sweet person and never gave me reason not to be kind in return. But, she was not physically my type. She was about 5'4", a bit thicker, and not exactly pretty, but average-good. But what she did have was stacked D-cups which she knew was her best asset. She asked if we could hang out the last night I was gonna be in town. I didn't REALLY want to, but I relented she agreed to go back to my house after work. She arrives, dressed much the way she was at work, simple jeans and a t-shirt, but the Tshirt was holding back a pair of pretty nice braless tits with nipple at full attention. She enters my house and I swear, something clicked in my head. She grazed my cock as she brushed past me to walk through the door, and with her thumb and index finger, gently grabbed the head of my dick and gave it a gentle pull. I can't begin to tell you how hot it was. It was like looking at a meal you didn't order and not being hungry, to being absolutely starving the moment that meal grabs you're cock. So. I'm now certain of why she was here, which was already clear from the weeks leading up to this, but ya know, concent. I knew she had a crush on me. I knew I didn't reciprocate those feelings and never would, which I did try to make clear several times leading up to this. Gently, but ya know, I was pretty direct. I knew I probably could have fucked her any number of times in the store's back room, in just about any position I could get her into. I was in great shape, I have a generally attractive looking dick, and I had a bit of a reputation for being a good partner in bed amongst those that knew me in that way amongst our friends group. I like to make a woman cum, perhaps more than my own climax. That was not this night. At this point, we're in my room and I'm really contemplating what exactly to do here. We make out (for the first time) and I'm asking her want she wants to do (getting consent and asking for limits, etc) and she tells me she isn't here for vaginal (unfortunate monthly timing for her), but would love to suck on my cock for a while. She takes her shirt off while I put on some music. Again she's very sweet, but not my first pick for a beauty pageant. But when those titties flopped out of that shirt, I swear they flopped in slow motion as my eyes watched these two perfect tits bounce and gently come to a rest, perky and just the right amount of firm. She had nice areolas with nice suckable nipples, which she sucked on for me to get her nipples nice and erect as I came back to the bed. I've got a girl hungry for cock, tits out, and starting at my rock hard dick with hungry eyes. Literally nothing else exists right now. I asked her what her reward was gonna be for doing this, and she said "this is about you" as she put her hand on my chest and she dragged her big tits up my thighs, over my cock, and up my chest to kiss me. "It'll be my turn later" she said before licking her lips, and finally getting to stick my cock where she's wanted it, for months. She's wasting no time. It's sloppy and wet with lots of head bobbing action. She's got my balls in one hand, shaft in the other and she's taking my cock as far into her mouth as she can. It's where I discovered how much I love it when my balls get pulled during a blow job. She's pulling on them and running them while her tounge swirls my tip that is basically sitting out an endless supply of precum. I know g this because she was squeezing all my precum from my balls up through my shaft and into her mouth. She'd moan a "mmhmm" every time she get a nice amount. Her nice big titties were amazing to play with and her Do-Me eyes looking up to make sure I'm enjoying it. I definitely am. I let her go at it for a while, as my stamina held up and I managed not to cum. But I can tell her jaw is probably getting tired. So I get her up and kiss her a bit while she strokes my soaking wet cock. I lay her down on the bed and straddle her body with my cock right between her tits. She purses them together with her hands, and I slip my cock in between. I begin to titty fuck her with the tip of my cock hitting her in the chin as I thrust. She looks down at the cock being thrust in her face and sticks her tongue out. Grazing her tounge with the tip of my dick starts signaling that I'm going to blow it all over her face. I ask her where she wants to get cummed on and she says "down my throat" which is is not what I was expecting. So I dismount and she sits up, looks me in my eyes and says "I want you to skull fuck me" which are not words id ever heard before. I stand on the bed as she sits back against the wall, and I caress her face as I move my hands to hold her head. She takes my cock as deep into her mouth as she could go and I start fuckig this girl's face. She's gagging a bit as she didn't know how to (or couldn't) deepthroat. But she's giving it her best shot doing what she can with her tounge. I'm holding this girl's head, cock in her mouth, and I felt it coming from deep in my balls as they are slapping this girl's chin. I asked her if she was ready, to which she managed to mumble a "yes" from her cock filled mouth. This girl drained my balls down her throat and didn't stop sucking until she got every last drop. Rope after rope is going down her throat, which she was swallowing after every pump. It took me a minute to recover. She too was in a bit of a state when I finished. I flopped on the bed. She was a bit of a mess. The cocksucking had done a number on her mascara, and she was definitely out of breath. I asked her if she was happy. She said she was, and she had hoped for a while that this would happen. I told her it was a wonderful surprise and I was so glad we did this. We cleaned up and I asked her how she felt about it being one sided to which she said "my birthday is in a month... Maybe you'll get me a present to match the one you got?"

I (27m) creampied a petite (31F) Japanese woman at Mount Everest Base Camp after not masturbating for almost a month

This story recounts one of the most intense sexual experiences I've ever had. In Spring of 2019, I went traveling around the world for over 3 months after I suddenly found myself both divorced and unemployed. Let's just say that I no longer loved the woman I was married to (we married quickly to get her a green card) and my sales job at Tesla no longer loved me (Elon loves layoffs). At the start of the year, I found myself with a decent amount of cash savings and living in a renovated shed in my best friend's backyard in Austin TX for only $400 a month. It was a perfect time to buy a one way ticket someplace far away and not return to the "American dream" until I was ready. I decided I wanted to go to Nepal and hike the Everest Base Camp Trail. Through all of this life stress, I had developed a pretty unhealthy masturbation addiction to where when I fucked a rebound shortly after the divorce finalized, I didn't feel anything and couldn't cum. A few weeks before my plane ticket to that region of the world, I decided to try No-Fap and figured that traveling to the other side of the world (literally a 12 timezone difference) would engage me enough to make it easier to resist the temptation to blow a load. In turn, this would fix my addiction and make sex feel great again. I was right for the most part. Some, sleepless horny nights but adjusting to a new culture and climate was definitely distracting. I'll skip the part about my travels through India and Kathmandu (the capital of Nepal) as nothing sexy happened there (but it was fun). After I got on the trail, took me about 9 days of grueling hiking to go the 40 miles and up 13,000 ft from the closest airport to Everest  all the way to base camp. Around day 8, I had reached around 16,000 ft in Elevation and started to get signs of altitude sickness. I was making good time and progress traveling from village to village, going higher and deeper into the mountains every day. I decided to take an unplanned rest day since I was so exhausted and just focused on hydrating in my cabin room and reading my kindle. Eventually I got hungry and decided to go to the "World's highest elevation Bakery" to get a nice hot meal. There, I met a 31 year old petite Japanese woman, who we will call Sakura in this story. Sakura was traveling mostly alone like me but had hired a guide and someone to carry her pack, but those two kept their distances. I thought she was way out of my league at first since she had a sexy face, looked way younger than 31, and had a petite body underneath the various layers of warm clothes she was wearing in the Cafe. I sat down next to her in the crowded cafe, ordered food, and ended up talking to her for about 6 hours straight. We really got to know each other's backstories, our passions. She too was on a long travel vacation only she was a year into her journey while I was only weeks (I took it that her family was wealthy and that's why this was almost a lifestyle for her). I told her about my divorce and how I was between jobs (I did not mention the dick healing part). The sun was starting to set and we were getting tired but neither of us really seemed to want to separate from each other. I had some movies downloaded on my phone and asked her if she wanted to come back to my room to watch something. She said yes and so we went back to my cabin room, which had two small single beds in it. We ended up laying on our backs next to each other on the same bed, shoulders touching while I held the phone up and we watched the animated Miles Morales Spiderman movie. At some point, she leaned her head into my shoulder and we just started full on cuddling. I turned sideways, wrapped my leg over hers and pulled her into me. We ended up falling asleep cuddling super close. We didn't kiss and it was only cuddles the first night since I wasn't really sure where this was going and the altitude (16,000 ft) put both of us into sort of a dreamlike state. We woke up the next morning and decided to travel the rest of the trip up and down with each other. We made it to base camp the next day, spent some time hanging out near some cool glaciers, and then returned to the closest village about a few hours walk from base camp where we would spend one more night before starting our hike back down. After an exhausting day, we both slipped back into the tiny bed together in our own cabin. Only this time, there was definitely more electricity. While cuddling, we started really hold each other close and started to sensually rub each other's arms and back. At first, it was just to warm up since the cabin wasn't heated and it was maybe 25 degrees F inside. We were both sleeping fully clothed with our jackets on underneath several layers of thick blankets. But eventually I started to gently kiss her cheek and then all over her face. She seemed to love it so I started giving her sweet kisses up and down the side of her neck. Eventually, my lips met hers and are tongues started to swirl around each other with insane intensity. I started to run my hands all over her body but I'll be honest, I didn't feel much since we both had on so many layers. Eventually I was laying on top of her, between her two legs which were wrapped around my waist while we were kissing in a very animalistic way. Up until this point in my life, I had never been hornier since I had always wanted to fuck a Japanese girl and I hadn't blown a load in almost 30 days. I will say, the situation was a little awkward due to the cold temperature in the room and us wearing so many clothes. While laying over her, I managed to drop my pants and pull out my cock. I grabbed her hand and put it over it and she proceeded to rub it gently while we made out furiously. Now normally, I almost always go down on a girl as a show of good faith (and I like making out with pussy) but given that neither of us had showered in over a week while going on strenuous hikes and certainly sweating under all of our layers, oral was out of the question. Me even touching her pussy would have been a hygienic issue without cleaning my hands. I asked her if she wanted to have sex. She thought for a few seconds, then nodded her head. She got up and made a quick run to the restroom to, what I guess, would be cleaning herself up a little, maybe getting some wet wipe action down there. I pulled out some Dude-Wipes myself and gave my cock and armpits some much needed cleaning. When she came back in, the room was pitch black. I heard her come near the bed and heard the sound of her dropping her pants and what I presumed to be her underwear as well. I took mine off too and threw them across the room on top of the other bed. We took off our down jackets but we both still had on multiple sweatshirts when she got under the covers with me and I resumed my position being on top of her, between her legs. I went back to being flaccid while we were cleaning ourselves but as soon as my soft cock felt some of her short pokey pubes, I immedietely started getting hard. I started kissing her passionately while her hands ran down my back and started squeezing my bare ass. I wasn't thrusting but eventually I felt something warm and wet brush up against the head of my cock. That's when a thought occurred to me: "Oh shit, condom!" I had one but it was all the way across the room and it would be such a turnoff to have to get up and grab it. I asked her "Do want me to grab a condom?" She gave me a deep kiss and then ran her tongue in a circle over both of my lips and said "Your choice". My heart was beating insanely fast right then. I was so turned on and knew my balls were aching from having gone so long without inactivity. Plus, I was also exhausted from all the hiking and being at 18,000ft in elevation definitely caused me to not think straight. I just continued kissing her. Eventually, she started to hump at me from the bottom. I started gently thrusting forward and could feel my cock rubbing up and down along her wet pussy. Eventually she turned her hips up in a certain way and my cock head got caught in the mouth of her vagina. I started to slowly go in. I kid you not, it felt very much like losing my virginity again. My cock was so sensitive that I thought I might blow my load before I was even 75% half way into her pussy. Her warm walls were sooooo tight against my cock that I was in a state of bliss that I had never once experienced with my ex-wife After a few more gentle thrusts, I got about 90% of the way in when my cock gently hit her cervix at the back of her tunnel. She luckily wasn't in pain from it. I'm not the longest guy but I have been told that I'm girthier than average. Her pussy was so tight because she was so tiny, I later confirmed that she only weighed 95 pounds (and was about 5'5 tall while I'm 6'1). I started to push against the back of her pussy gently and there was some give that allowed me to get the last 10% of the way in. While being fully inside of her, I could feel the back of her pussy clamping onto my cockhead in a way that I never felt with my ex. Maybe I would have been sensitive to any raw pussy after having not cummed in almost a month but I truly believe that this one was the tightest it could comfortably be for both of us. Another thought suddenly occurred: "Oh shit, where should I cum?" I asked her and after a few more moments of her exploring the inside of my mouth with her tongue, she said "Inside me". That turned me on even more and my adrenaline was going insane at this point. I started to pick up the speed at which I was pounding her cervix. I still wasn't going fast anymore but I wasn't exactly being gentle either as I was pounding away at her tight pussy. Another thought occurred "Oh shit, what about pregnancy?!" I stopped thrusting and asked her if she was on birth control. She stopped kissing me and said that she was on the pill. My mind was like a caveman at this point and so I stupidly said "If I were to still accidentally get you pregnant, you wouldn't want to keep the baby, right?" She gave me a sloppy kiss again and I could feel her lips start to smile as I ran my tongue against her upper teeth. "Of course not". At that moment, that was all I needed. This was stupid and risky going raw on a girl I had just met earlier that day and obliging to her request to fill her up. I went back to thrusting all the way in and pushing my cock deeper and deeper into her womb. I couldn't believe I was going to get to shoot my seed into this gorgeous woman. It was a pretty stupid decision but at the time, it felt like the most right thing in the world. I had no desire to actually impregnate her but the thought of blasting rope after rope against her cervix, and imagining my little swimmers making their way deep into her tight, flat tummy sent me over the edge. My orgasm was not at all usual. I usually feel this rising motion in my balls over 3-5 seconds as the climax ramps up to its peak right before I begin ejaculating. This time, it felt like it took 2 minutes for my seed to work its way from my balls up through my shaft, with the intensity of the climax climbing to higher and higher levels than I had ever felt. I feel like a combination of the semen tubes not having been utilized in a while combined with the extraordinary amount of sperm I had saved inside of me made it to where it was almost unbearable and I can only imagine my face looked extremely contorted with pain as I held my moans as to not disturb our neighbors through the incredibly thin walls (which they all probably heard us anyway). Eventually with the force of a thousand suns and what felt like fire traveling through my cock (but in a good, angelic way), I super nova-ed into her pussy. My cock had swelled up bigger than it had been before and I could feel the back of her vagina canal strain back against my cock head as I tried to shove every millimeter of my cock deep inside her as I began pouring seed out. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked over over me, as if I were on a raft and huge ocean swells were lifting me up into the air and down. After what felt like a gallon of fluid shot out of me and into her body, I returned to consciousness, my cock still balls deep inside of her, both of us sweating a ton despite being in a freezing room. She pulled a wet wipe from underneath her pillow and immedietely covered her pussy as soon as I slowly pulled out of her. I made room for her to get out of bed and stand up. She squatted a little, as if trying to push my seed out. "Wow, that was a lot! I need to go pee immedietely so that I don't get a UTI". She left and came back a few minutes later and got under the covers with me. I realized that she hadn't finished herself so I pulled out some hand sanitizer, cleaned my fingers, and then proceeded to rub her clit and make out with her until she came. She wasn't able to cum from penetration alone and required clit stimulation. After she came, I dove into her again and filled her up again (the second load was definitely less big). We continued traveling around Nepal again for another month. In the 27 days we spent together, I cummed deep inside her between 60-70 times. It was often a wake up and goodnight ritual. One day, we were tired of all the hiking around and adventuring and just decided to chill for the whole day in a nice airbnb in some city near the jungle areas. We fucked 7 times that day. Even though the last 4 orgasms I was basically shooting blanks since my balls were empty, I still felt insane pleasure. I started getting into the habit of making her cum first with either my tongue or fingers before I'd dive deeply into her. I wanted to potentially pursue a relationship with her and keep traveling with her. But she turned me down. Looking back on it, our cultural differences were too great and neither one of us could imagine leaving our own respective counties to go live in the other. I was, afterall, "a messy American". I certainly left a mess inside her for a month. At any point in time during that month, she had hundreds of millions of my swimmers deep inside of her, searching for an egg that would never be there due to birth control. I cherish those memories to this day. I insanely enjoy sex with my latina wife right now because we have figured out how to have a mutual orgasm at the same time. Nothing is better than shooting a load into a cervix while vaginal walls are constantly contracting around your shaft. But there was something unique about being with and inside of Sakura, especially the first time I finished in her. I'm almost never going to be able to go more than a week without fucking my wife (usually because of a business trip) so I'll always fondly look back on those memories of cumming inside Sakura after a month of withholding my seed. I guess the next time I can look forward to a time like this will be the 6 week waiting period to have sex after my wife gives birth to our future child. That'll be fun.

A typical swinging date with my girlfriend and our close friend couple. [Group]

I (M31) have not written about my sexual experiences in a while. So I figured I’d write a brief (compared to my other stories) rundown of a typical swinging session that my girlfriend Laura (30) and I had a few Sunday nights with our amazing friends and consistent swinging partners Julia and Chris (husband and wife). We have been swinging regularly, maybe 1-2 times a month, with this couple for quite a long time (I’d say almost three years now). My girlfriend and I first met them and swapped with them at a swingers house party, and we really really enjoyed each other. We’ve become incredibly close and basically have decided we are comfortable enough with them and trust them enough to play with them unprotected (no condoms, but still use birth control of course). They don’t really play bareback with anyone besides us, and we are similar in that respect, and only play raw in a very small and controlled bubble. We really enjoy the extra level of closeness and sexiness of condom-less sex with Chris and Julia, and have a deeper emotional connection with them because of it. This was a fairly long evening with them, as we decided to go out to dinner, head to their house to watch the season finale of The Last of Us, and hang out, and then get on with sexy time. What’s cool about this lifestyle is you often go on dates with couples you are intimate with just like you would your significant other. It’s a lot of fun to still have that magic that comes from “dating.” The double date aspect is also really cute to me. We had one of our favorite foods to have before an evening of play, which was sushi. Not too heavy to make us all lethargic. Haha. We ate our fill, and had to get back to watch a TV show we like (and everyone seems to like), The Last of Us. It was quite a good finale if anyone hasn’t heard about the show. Once that ended, we poured some drinks in the kitchen and headed to their living room where we hung out for a killer to loosen up. The vibe started to get a lot more intimate and sexually charged, especially when we dimmed the lights, fired up the gas fireplace and turned on some background music. After a while each couple decided to head to different bathrooms to freshen up, brush our teeth and get into something more comfortable to meet back in the living room. Since we are so comfortable with each other and we have been together so many times, nobody dressed in anything super provocative, mainly just PJ-style clothes. I got down into my boxer briefs and a pajama shirt, and my GF Laura got into a pair of green boyshorts panties and a tank top without a bra. We both went back to the living room to chill. We were ready for sex and did not get too fancy about it. Then Chris showed up wearing pajama pants and a t-shirt and sat on the other couch. We talked for a bit and finally Julia was ready. She was wearing plain black panties and a black nightie. We all then moved to the same couch and we began making out. First with our partners and then we swapped, along with both Julia and Laura kissing each other. The girls instructed us guys to take our pants off, so we both just got naked. It was go-time. Each of the girls put their hair up and took off their tops, and we both kissed and touched our respective partners' breasts and bodies (with a little bit of cross-touching between couples). Then Chris and I sat on the couch next to each other and both the girls started giving us blowjobs. We did that for a while, first Laura with me and Chris with Julia, and then the girls switched off guys. It is awesome to have two girls who knew just the right way to use their mouths on me. It was very hot. Both me and Chris reached the point of no return after about twenty minutes, and I came in Julia’s mouth and he came in my girlfriend's mouth soon after. Both girls shared the cum with a big tongue-intensive kiss, mixing it, and each swallowed. That is always so dirty and sexy to watch. Our respective partners licked our cocks clean and we all made out. Then we just relaxed on the couches for a second to let us guys recover. We talked and laughed for a little bit. Soon, Laura and Julia led us to the bedroom. We were kissing them passionately and they took off their bottoms, and we were all completely naked at this point. Both girls got on the bed next to each other on their backs and spread their legs, clearly signaling they wanted to be eaten out over the side of the bed with us kneeling. I started with Julia and Chris started with my girlfriend. We switched back and forth and allowed them to have multiple orgasms. Something really hot Julia and Laura do, is they hold hands with their fingers interlaced while they receive oral together. I was starting to get hard again at this point along with Chris. We tend to always cum at around the same time and also get hard at the same time during play sessions. It was time for much awaited penetration. It’s so nice to be able to dive right into sex without fussing around with condoms. This was a definite perk in being so close with one of our best couple friends. So us guys wanted to be with our partners first. Loving to do things side-by-side, I entered Laura in missionary position as did Chris with Julia. We both passionately and slowly pumped into our girls and kissed them heartily. They wrapped their legs around our waists as we did. Then we swapped, also in missionary. We are kind of plain people sexually and this was just a regular weekend romp, so we just did what was most comfortable. We love the simple comfort of missionary. Anyway, switching partners raw is the best, as you just go quickly from one wet and ready pussy to another. And this may be weird to some, but knowing that we are mixing pussy juice by switching partners is a huge turn-on to us guys. We kept swapping back and forth between partners and just had fun with some basic positions like doggy, cowgirl, spooning, pronebone, crab. Nothing too crazy, but just comfortable. This lasted quite a long time. It was a slow and sensual time with lots of gentle moaning and kissing. There was quite a bit of interaction between my girlfriend and Chris’s wife which is always so hot. But we were getting to a point where Chris and I were close and eager to finally cum. I was on my back with Julia riding me, and Chris was going missionary Laura. I was moaning in a way that was signaling I was nearing the edge and so was Chris; we kind of feed off each other's moans and groans when close. But this was finally getting to be too much for us and Laura started it off by having a very vocal orgasm with Chris’s moves. Then Chris announced he was going to cum and thrust his hips deeply into Laura and released himself inside of her, and I saw is butt clench and I unclench as he did so. Now it was my turn. The sight and sound of Chris cumming with Laura was so sexy I started changing my moans and breathing, to signal that I was about to cum, and Julia was on top of me looking into my eyes. She then started to moan loudly and squeal. I deposited strong streams of cum inside her and she also began to cum, gushing a little around my dick. I could feel her fluids flow onto me as I was finishing my last spurts. Chris was collapsed on my girlfriend and his wife was just relaxing on my dick while us guys both went soft again. I kind of flopped out of Julia, followed by a trickle of my runny cum, as she lifted herself off me. My groin was covered with our combined fluids. She laid by my side, and Chris also rolled off Laura and collapsed on his back next to her. We just stayed there for a few minutes to recover and kiss the girls we each just filled with cum. Julia then leaned over to kiss her husband and Laura got up to kiss me, with cum draining out of her after being on her back. It was so hot to see. And boy did Laura and I ever have an epic reconnection kiss. Both the girls finally got up to leave to go to the bathroom together to wash up. Chris and I were on our backs and fist bumped each other and just laid there, taking in the evening’s labors of which we just partook. We could hear the shower running and the two girls laughing and talking loudly. So we both got up and joined them in the shower. Julia and Chris have a pretty massive walk-in shower with two heads at each end, so all four of us often cleaned up together there after our swinging sessions. As usual there was some kissing and mutual washing that occurred. Usually our play sessions last longer with them, including another round, but it was Sunday night and nearing ten o’clock and we had work in the morning. Most times we do “sloppy seconds” or “silky seconds” round and get back inside the girls’ cum filled pussies once we get hard again. We are a fan of creampies more than external cumshots. We usually end the second round by reconnecting with our partners and cumming the last time inside of them. It may be weird to some people, but we usually make a point when playing with Julia and Chris, to first cum inside each other’s girl (swapped) and then finish internally with our girls un-swapped. We really get off on knowing that we are so close that each girl literally has both of us guy’s sperm swimming around inside them. What can I say? We kind of have a breeding kink, even though we definitely don’t want kids. That is kind of the crux of why me and Laura swing with Chris and Julia bareback in this way. We have just developed such a close bond with each other that we literally share it with sex. There is something so beautiful and animalistic about it. Anyway, once we washed ourselves off and dried off, we all got dressed and we kissed them goodbye and went home to have a VERY sound sleep with one-on-one reconnection sex the next morning. This is how a typical swinging session goes down. NOTE: I will edit this better soon, I just wanted to get this story up now.

Whatever Jane Needs [FM] [FF]

**The Iphone** &#x200B; While traveling last year I hurt my neck, I’m not sure if it was the long plane ride to the west coast or lugging around the 2 carry-on travel bags that at times outweighed me. Sitting outdoors catching up on some of my personal emails and texts I told Rick I didn’t sleep but two hours so hopefully it wouldn’t be a late evening with the vendors. Depending on the size of the company and the contract they like to wine and dine you after the meetings, in hopes of getting your business. “text me when you are heading back to your hotel Rick Texted” Okay I will I texted Back. I thought to myself, If Rick is wanting phone sex tonight it’s going to have to be a quicky because I really need sleep, Fuck I said, I could nap right here sitting in the sun. Either on the phone or on facetime, Rick and I usually just start reliving some of our past sexual adventures and we can both get off pretty quickly other times we both describe fantasies we haven’t yet explored. I think this is our way of letting each other know our sexual journey isn’t over. Although we don’t consider ourselves swingers, others might, but we have never been with another couple or swapped partners, so to me, that's the threshold. We’ve gone up to the line a few times but not crossed it. One time we checked out a sex club in NYC, but we just had a few drinks and checked a few of the rooms then we were on our way because we really just wanted to know and see what they were all about. But that’s another story….. The vendors took us out to a cool Asian restaurant, it was nice getting to know their team, also I was glad because the service was fast so it was going to be an early night. I called for an Uber and texted Rick as I was leaving the hotel. “Great I have a Massage waiting for you back at your hotel” Rick, I said, the spa there closes at 6. “I know I called them and they use Time Out Message and they are doing it in your room. Is it safe? I asked, I would feel better about it if you were here. “Seriously you would need to ask me that?” No, I said. “Anyway, your Masseuse name is Susie and if she tries anything funny just let her, but I’ll need the details. LOL” “She sounds very nice he said I spoke with her for about ten minutes.” Wow, I said, was it a nice conversation or an interrogation? LOL “Anyway, Text her at 323-746-xxxx before you get in the shower and she will be there 45 minutes later” You are the best I texted. After about half an hour I got out of the shower and dried myself and put on a robe that was in the room, I looked at the clock and it would only be a few minutes before Susie would arrive, I went and grabbed the bottle of wine I had in my room that was left from dinner last night and poured most of it into a glass. Just before 8 pm, there was a knock on the door and I put down my wine glass and went to answer it. I opened the door and there stood a lady with black hair which was tied back, she was just slightly taller than me. "Hi I'm Susie from Time Out, and your wonderful husband has instructed me to fix your neck" Susie was carrying a table and showed me her identification. I put my hand out, hi I’m Jane and yes my husband is wonderful, but as for fixing this neck, I’m not so sure but please come in. Susie said she would just need a few minutes to set up so just sit and enjoy my wine. Susie came into the room and was carrying a good size bag with the company logo on the side of it. She put the bag down and removed her jacket to reveal a white blouse, it was very loose fitting but I could tell she was quite a slender woman. "Jane, she said, besides your neck, which I will fix, are there any particular areas that need attention?" "Well just my shoulders, back, and legs really," I answered "Ok well I’m ready, so if you want to take your gown off and get comfy, I give you a little privacy”, I’m not worried about it I said as I walked to the table disrobed and lay face down. Susie walked over to me with another light sheet and laid it across my butt. I could smell the aroma of the oil as she put it on her hands then I felt her touch my shoulders. Her fingers started to caress my skin more than massage it, she gradually applied a little more pressure on my skin, and I could feel my shoulders relaxing under her touch to the point it felt like she was melting them. For the next 20 minutes, Susie continued her work silently as she slowly on my neck and shoulders the few times she spoke she just whispered “is that feeling better?” A couple of times I raised my head turned it side to side and said oh my god, I think you fixed me. “Good, she said” on my back, she became a little firmer as her hands reached the bottom of my back. Sitting in sometimes shitty chairs of a conference room most of the day was certainly the most aching part but I felt as if she was performing magic as her fingers firmly pressed on my skin. As it does every time I get a massage, I could feel myself getting aroused with every touch of her fingers. I was drifting off at this point thinking about the massage on the beach that Rick and I had at a couples-only place in Jamaica. The woman who was working on me was boldly pushing it taking special care of my tits and clearly, it was for my husband's benefit as she knew who had paid for the massage and now was working on the tip. Rick's cock was hard from watching this so I told his masseuse you can’t leave him like that we're going to the pool laughing. She looked at me as she tugged him off in about 15 strokes and just said, how’s that, better as his cum shot in the air? Susie was awesome and moved down the table a little further as she position herself to massage my legs, they were slightly apart and Susie moved them a little wider. As she worked on my legs, each time I felt her fingers near the top of my legs. I started wanting her to move them just a little higher under the sheet but each time she was professional and stopped at the edge. I glanced at the clock on the bedside cabinet Susie had been working on me for about 45 minutes, the time had passed by so quickly. "Well I think that you might be just about done," said Susie as I felt her starting to release me a bit. "Could you just do the very top of my legs some more please?" I asked. "Yeah I can definitely do that for you," she answered. "Would you be comfortable with me removing the sheet” yes, I never needed it I said, at 50 being naked doesn’t bother me anymore thank god. “I can see why it wouldn’t” Wow, I said to myself was that a tiny flirt, I thought? Again, I felt Susie’s oiled hands on the top of my legs, she massaged them slowly until she pushed her hands up until they were on my ass, she massaged my butt for a couple of minutes and as she did this I could feel her thumbs move between my cheeks on a couple of occasions. Her hands moved back onto the top of my legs and again she pushed them up, this time though her thumbs were pushing on my inner thighs, she worked her hands back and forth, as she pushed up her hands up my legs her thumbs were almost touching my pussy. After she did this a few times I let out a slight moan, she pushed up on my legs again and now she was almost touching my lips, I was so aroused by her massage and caressing that I wanted to feel her hands between my legs. I didn't have to wait long as on the next stroke her hands pushed up even more and her thumbs pushed against my pussy, I couldn't help myself and gave out a moan, her hands continued to massage but she stopped just short of my lips on her next stroke, she continued to massage and again as she pushed her thumbs up to my lips but this time instead of just a touch, I felt her thumbs run up and down my lips. "Does that feel better?" Susie asked. “A little more she asked." Yes, I said I moaned as I felt her touching me, I was so wet and then I felt Susie's fingers playing with me, she was rubbing them between my wet lips then she slid a finger into me which made me gasp as I felt her inside me. She slid her finger out and then I felt her push back into me this time I felt two fingers inside me and she was using a quicker pace as her fingers slid in and out of me, my moaning was becoming louder as she played with my pussy. Susie slid her fingers out of my soaking pussy and said. "Turn over for me." As I did I was led on my back and Susie moved higher. "Time for some fun then," said Susie as her fingers lightly caressed my stomach. I watched her hands move toward my breasts. “Is your husband going to be okay with all of this she whispered” Could we let him watch I asked her? Susie looked a bit puzzled. Like from my phone I said, It would just take me a second. ‘Go ahead, Susie said, get your phone” My phone was already on the little stand I have because I had planned to have Rick watch me get myself off later. I just moved it onto the top of the headboard and hit FaceTime. One chance, I said to myself so you better pick up. He did and said “how did the massage go” and I said, see for yourself. I moved it so he had a clear shot of the dimly lit room. I came back to the table at the foot of the bed and laid back down on my back. Susie put her hands to her blouse and slowly pulled it open, I heard each snap pop as I looked at her as she pulled off the blouse to reveal her white bra underneath. Then she reached around her back and unhooked her bra and let it fall into her hands, she removed it and threw it on the floor as she had done with her blouse. I looked at her half-naked body, her breasts were a little larger than mine and her nipples were fairly large and erect. I felt her hands on my breasts and her thumbs rubbed over my nipples, she looked into my eyes before lowering her lips to touch mine. Susie whispered “your husband said do whatever you need and he emphasized whatever twice” Susie then kissed my neck, I could feel her kisses as her mouth slowly moved down to my breasts, I felt her tongue flick over my left nipple while her fingers squeezed the right one. She then gently sucked on it before switching over to my right side and doing the same, she made her way down my body slowly, her mouth barely leaving my skin as she did. She moved in between my open legs and continued to kiss and caress me, her tongue running along my hot skin stopping just short of where I needed it, she was teasing me so much. I felt like I wanted to just put my hands on her head and guide her to what I wanted, after some more teasing I felt her tongue run along my wet lips and I gave out a moan. Her tongue then flicked over my clit as her fingers rubbed between my lips. Another moan came out of my mouth as her fingers and tongue continued to pleasure me, I felt myself getting closer to orgasm as my fingers dug into the table. Susie slid two fingers into me as she carried on flicking my clit with her tongue, at first her fingers were slowly fingering me but then she started to quicken her finger fucking my pussy, my moans became more intense and Susie knew I was close as she fucked me hard with her fingers until she felt my body literally burst and I gave out a loud scream as an orgasm ripped through my body. She helped me up onto the bed and we kissed, and as our tongues met I could taste my pussy on her. Looking at me Susie stood up and took off the rest of her clothes and lay down. She spread her legs a bit and started rubbing her pussy looking directly at me. At this point, I had totally forgotten Rick could still be watching. I moved closer to Susie and now knelt in between her open legs, I put my hands on the tops of her legs and started to gently caress them. My fingers ran up and down the tops of her legs before switching to her inner thighs, I did this as I continued to watch her fingers playing with her wet pussy lips. My hands slid over her soft skin and I reached her pussy, she moved her hands away and I ran my fingers up and down her lips, it felt so nice to feel her wetness. I lowered myself down and ran my tongue up and down her lips to get my first taste of her. My tongue flicked over her clit as my fingers teased both her pussy and ass, Susie moaned as she felt the touch of my fingers and tongue. I continued to lick her pussy and her moaning became louder. I slid a finger into her pussy and one into her ass as I flicked my tongue over her clit. I continued fucking both her holes and was now sucking on her clit, it didn't take long before she gave out a loud scream as I made her orgasm. After a bit I moved from between her legs and lay next to her on the bed, she put her arm around me and smiled before kissing me, my mouth was still wet from her pussy as we kissed. Susie said, make sure you tell your Husband I took care of whatever Jane needed, but he may already know. **The End** **Show some love!**

I (19) [F] spent an entire week bottomless

I had last week off of work, and my boyfriend had a wonderful idea to make this fun. He took all of my pants, shorts, skirts, panties, and even dresses and locked them in this pretty big lockbox he bought that’s meant for people to like store their electronics in for a set period of time, like for people who try to quit technology. And then he set the timer for a week. He could’ve just locked it in a safe but this way no amount of me begging, pleading, or bargaining would get me my bottoms back. I’m going to put this in sections of each day this week, but just btw not every day is an adventure. Sunday: Now as terrifying as this is I highly recommend it. It’s so thrilling. It was last Sunday he locked it up so I spent that day basically just lounging around the house. I spent the day naked cause if I can’t wear bottoms at home might as well not wear anything It feels so demeaning to not have the privilege of any sort of bottoms. I did finger myself a lot though cause when your pussy is hanging out it’s too accessible to not masturbate constantly. Monday: This wouldn’t be fun if I just sat at home the whole time, so my boyfriend planned for us to go shopping today. Now I know you’re hoping I went shopping with my ass and pussy on full display, but no. I put on a bigger hoodie I have that reaches far enough to cover both. I don’t have any massive shirts but I have some big enough that they’ll cover my bottom half good enough as long as I don’t reach up. So my bf asked me to grab some chips off a higher shelf. I waited until the coast was clear in the isle and I quickly reach up and grabbed them. I could feel the immediate air exposure on my ass but I got away with it. The chip bag was the only exposure thing we had on Monday, the rest was just bottomless shopping. Tuesday: The day was spent mostly at home up until 11pm when my bf thought it would be an amazing idea to go on a walk. He decided that I *only* get to wear a jacket with the front unzipped though. I do have shirts and bras I can wear but just because only my bottoms are locked up doesn’t mean he can’t make me go topless. This walk was exciting as hell but terrifying as fuck. At one point we had a car drive past but they came from behind, and from behind I look like I’m wearing short shorts and jacket, when I’m reality my boobs and pussy were on full display. During the walk we stopped at a park and sat on a bench. I tried sitting on part of the jacket to avoid sitting on the cold bench but he made me sit on it bare assed. He then fingered me on the bench. After I came he forced me to get up and walk back home, I had to use him as a crutch for part of the way cause my legs were so shaky. Wednesday: Neither of us felt like doing anything, we watched TV and played games and stayed home the whole day. We did fuck a lot though. And I was the instigator of the fucking. It’s hard not to be horny when you’re not wearing pants Thursday: We went out for lunch, and since we just went through the drive through he only let me wear a regular sized T-shirt. When we got to the window of the wendys I just pulled part of my shirt down to cover my pussy and leaned over to hide the side of my asscheek that would’ve made it obvious I was naked from the waste down. He also ordered himself both a drink and a frosty, which isn’t crazy but he normally orders the same thing every time. Turns out the reasoning for this is because he’s a sadistic motherfucker and by putting his 2 drinks in the middle cup holders I had no choice but to place my freezing cold drink between my legs. I couldn’t even put it in the door cup holder cause it’s full of garbage and shit. Now obviously this is a weak plan since I could just hold my drink, but when I told him that he threatened to make me walk home. So I placed the drink between my bare legs as we drove home. If my pussy started to get too cold I picked it up and took a drink to give my pussy some sort of rest. Friday: We went out to dinner at Olive Garden. I wore a big enough shirt to cover my ass and pussy well. It all went pretty well. He made me sit my bare ass on the seat but other than that no risk of exposure aside from slight winds outdoors but I held it down well enough. He didn’t let me cum at all that night though, said he wanted me horny for the next day. Saturday: We went to the mall. I wore the same large hoodie I did on Monday. We went shopping in a bunch of the different stores but of course he wouldn’t let me buy any cute pants I found. We’ll have to go buy those another time. Now we were out for about an hour and I was extremely horny which is when I found out why he didn’t want me to cum the night before. While walking through the mall I noticed I was literally dripping from my pussy down my legs. We worked our way to the bathrooms hoping nobody would notice the wetness running down my legs and as soon as I got in a stall I wiped my legs down. I also had to use the bathroom so good timing anyway. Let me tell you it feels super weird to use the bathroom and walk out without wearing anything beneath your waist. But also it feels extremely weird to have not worn anything beneath my waist in a week. We shopped some more and as we walked out to the car my pussy was dripping down my leg again so I was almost running to the car at this point but not too fast cause then my hoodie would’ve flown up. When we got in the car I practically begged him to let me cum. He said he only would let me if I took the hoodie off for the whole ride home. Im a slut, so I took the hoodie off and gave it to him and he chucked it in the back. I was not wearing a bra underneath so I’m completely naked now. So I was sitting in his car as we drove out of the parking lot, completely naked, trying to duck so nobody could see me while fingering myself wildly. Took me only like 10 minutes before I was cumming. I couldn’t put my hoodie back on without sticking my ass in the air so I slumped down in the seat and covered my boobs with my hands the rest of the way home. Sunday (today): We’re not religious but we had planned on going to church. Kinda upset we didn’t get too because he locked my dresses up. Oh well, maybe another time. We didn’t do much. Had sex of course. Box unlocked about an hour ago and holy shit I miss wearing bottoms. It feels so weird to finally have my pussy and ass not flying in the wind. This was super fun and I’ll have to do it again. We’ve talked about doing the same thing with all my shirts and bras but it’s a lot harder to cover my boobs with big pants than it is to cover my pussy with big shirts, but we’ll find some way to make it work even if it’s through loopholes.

[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 387. Feeling sexy, mischievous and devious during an intimate moment with Michael.

Any woman who tells you that she does not model her clothes and accessories, in front of a mirror and while alone, is lying. We always want to know how we will look when we unleash ourselves on the world. Late last night, after a romantic and perfect date with Ana, I stood in my bedroom wearing only black stiletto heels, my 22cm strap-on and white gold hoop earrings. My hair was in a French Twist, and I sipped a glass of Glenfarclas single malt. Enjoying my little private show, I decided to continue wearing it while I went to the patio to relish a cigarette before bed. I lit a sweet, slow burning clove cigarette under the moonlight and stood smoking, feeling powerful and sexy as the whiskey warmed my throat. Between sips, I set the glass on the bar and languidly stroked my Mommy-cock as I closed my eyes and exhaled sweet smoke through my nose. I felt sexy and guileful, like a carnal nymph playing alone. A soft noise caught my attention and I turned to see Michael watching me. I nodded and he opened the glass door, obviously startled when he realized I was wearing a large dildo. As he does not know about my relationship with his cousin Tommy, I fibbed and told him that Ana likes me to wear it. He tentatively stood a few feet from me, obviously aroused beneath his shorts, but afraid to come closer. I playfully blew smoke at him and giggled "Come over here and kiss your mother." Doing as he was told, he kissed me long, slow and deep while I caressed his bulge. I untied the draw string of his shorts and pulled out his unbending man-meat. As we kissed like lovers, his dick touched my toy and he backed slightly. "Honey, it's just plastic. Now live a little and stop worrying. It can't hurt you." My younger son relaxed enough to continue kissing his wanton Mom passionately and his boner knocked against my "boner." We made out and were "sword fighting" long enough for my cigarette to go out and for me to forget about my luxurious whiskey resting on the bar. I felt even closer to him as we shared this intense and loving experience. I took him to my room, removed the toy and shoes and rode Michael like Banshee until he came deep inside me. I spent last night sleeping all over him contently. **My sons are 22 and 27. I am not going to fuck either of my sons with a strap-on as they don't want it.**

The Fucks That Made Me 10 - Earning an A+ for more than just her school work [25F25M][First Time Together][Kept Waiting]

Everyone here was 18+ at the time these events occurred. A long break, and for good reason, but I'm thrilled to be back. I really hope that some of my favourite folks find their way back here, but I'm happy to have you , whoever you are. Recognizing that preambles tend to kill the mood a little, this is a continuation of a biographical account of some of the fucks that act, in a way, as mile markers along my road through life. I'm a little rusty, but let's get going. ************************************************ My last entry recounted a rebound fuck with a girl who ended up sticking around for a while. If you skipped that one, we'll just say that she had some...proclivities. In the end, her insistence on being a carbon copy of my ex, down to needing to be fucked in all the same places and ways, just proved a little much. We're talking stage 6 clinger. It had to end, so it did. And that's pretty much it really, at least for the story of my Bachelor's. For all her peculiarities, she kept my balls emptier than I had any right to enjoy, which gave me the mental clarity to really accelerate my academic development. I rode that momentum all the way through to the following year, wherein community involvement, hard work, and recognition from my professors meant that I landed a spot in the grad program of my dreams. I hardly remember that first term; I was in the big city, working hard, setting myself up to dive into my research, and (at the risk of falling headfirst into a living cliché) even picked up a little teaching spot leading workshops for the department's undergraduates. I enjoyed it immensely, even with my moderate fear of public speaking, and I think the majority of the students thought I was doing well too. They were pretty patient with me, in truth. I applied myself with reckless abandon too, spending an inordinate amount of time on these workshops; I wanted to really excel at something new and give everyone a high quality college experience. In time, I developed a fan. I was well liked in general, but one student in particular took a real shine to me. We'll go with Kate for her. She was older than the others, and might have been older even than I was, so her approval really carried some weight with me. After the first month, she'd began ritually stopping off at the lectern to ask if we were doing anything interesting today. A kind word from her after a lab also did wonders for the development of my confidence, and her occasional smiles from the audience while I fumbled with my notes set me straight more often than not. She excelled in class, so she wasn't always super tuned in, but her brief glances over the top of her macbook while she pretended she wasn't scrolling on Facebook was good enough for me. I might have been the instructor, but I saw her as a peer, and held her esteem for me as the highest compliment. Term blurred on by before I even noticed, and by the last few weeks I realized with a pang of regret that I was unlikely to have her as a student again; most grad students just got renewed for the same labs term after term, and she was far from failing. Still, I was reluctant to do anything about it; as much as I admired Kate, I had work to do and had developed the distinct feeling that her friendliness was just based on the fact that her and I were in the same age bracket. So the course ended. I gave an awkward smile as she handed me her final exam, wishing her luck, and offering a shallow "see you around campus". She told me that I just might, before turning and walking out the door of the hall. Missed opportunities, man. Or so I thought! There she was, as I pushed through the front doors of the building, standing in the cold with her little pompommed beanie, waving from across way. I wouldn't let this get away from me again. "So," she said "are we doing anything interesting today?". I laughed, gesturing to the bag crammed with exams slung across me, suggesting that fun might be a matter of perspective; if she thinks spending the next 72 hours trying to get through a stack of papers before the department deadline was fun then I might just be the most interesting man on earth. She agreed that, though I might be, that didn't sound particularly riveting. She was walking *this way* though, she said, and asked if I needed to go that way too. I did, honestly. I lived about 10 blocks away and my transit pass had a nickel left on it, so I'd have to walk. We chatted idly on, her about her upcoming exams and I about what my next term looked like. She was a delight. Dark hair, full lips, a broad jaw that framed a generous smile and brown eyes that found mine as often as I'd let her, she was exceptionally pretty. It was a little disarming, being this close to her; our time together was always just me talking to a room she happened to be in, so I found myself rambling on a bit and getting teased lightly for misplacing a few words. This probably accounts for how I managed to get lost walking the nearly straight line back to my place within only 2 blocks. Rather than admit my error, I picked a random little pub nearby and shot my shot. Fuck it. Did she want a drink? She did. You're not here for an account of the conversation, but it was refreshing, and she was more than a match for me; she was well read in topics I'd never had much time for, had a range of hobbies that I'd never really heard of, and outpaced me by strides with a blinding repertoire of puns. Puns! I was head over heels, which had become a bad habit by then, but I had plenty of work to do and told herself that I needed to get going, but would love to see her again. She asked if I needed company, telling me she'd come hang out at the library and study while I graded. Tempting though it was, my computer was at home and it was a big part of getting through the work. So she invited herself over. I shared a small apartment with another guy I'd found on craigslist, but he was a workaholic and wasn't home often. It wasn't a great place; my room was pretty small and my floor mattress was a point of concern. Still, she slung her stuff down and flopped onto the bed, pulling a book out and...actually starting to study. A setback, but I was happy to be in the same room as her without 25 other people between us. I excused myself briefly to use the washroom, and was surprised to come back to find her under my covers. The window was drafty though, so I assumed she'd been genuinely chilly. She still had her beanie and hoodie on after all. She smiled at me as I sat at my desk and got to work, starting with her test. It felt weird to grade it with her in the room, but it was multiple choice, so it felt weirder not to do it first. I turned to tell her, excitedly, that she'd scored a 97, thinking she'd be thrilled. She lay on her back, cover pulled up under her chin, shit eating grin on her face and all. I just stared, looking for all the world like the stupidest statue ever carved, mouth agape. Her book lay on the floor beside her. She asked me if I was stuck like that. Dear reader, I was stuck like that. I asked what she was up to, and she shrugged her shoulders under the blanket. I asked if she was comfy, assuming her intent but not confident I understood her desired route to our destination. She told me it was getting toasty under there, to which I replied that people don't usually lay under a cover with their clothes on. She wiggled her feet, and ten naked toes popped out from the bottom edge of the duvet; I was sure she'd been wearing socks before this. That would help, I told her. A hand disappeared back under, and she rooted around for something off to the side, producing a pair of white cotton undies with little red hearts, which she promptly flung at me, laughing. Sure that I couldn't be so oblivious as to have missed something like this, I asked incredulously if she'd managed to get naked under there while I graded her test. Her answer was a bit lip and emphatic nod. The front door creaked. My own bedroom door was wide open too, so I fled the room and raced to the entry, awkwardly standing in the den by the time my roommate was fully in. We exchanged hellos. He asked why I was being weird. I wiggled my eyebrows and jerked my head towards the short hall behind me, thanking my lucky stars for his mental agility; he laughed shot me some finger guns, swiftly putting some groceries in the fridge before saying he was off to the gym, slightly louder than he needed to. By the time I got back to the room, merely 3 minutes later, Kate had propped herself up on the pillows, sitting atop the covers. She was entirely naked and spread legged, running her hands up and down the inside of her thighs. She wore sweats to class more often than not, so the sight of her nearly bowled me over; she had a body straight out of my dreams; not skinny, but soft around the middle with pillowy thighs that I'd happily perish between, her boobs sagged low and heavy on her chest. I swore to myself that if she turned around and showed an ass to match then I'd be sure I'd died and gone to heaven. She told me that, since I'd finished grading her exam, this must be okay now. Right? Or should I make sure it was submitted first? Playing along in what I hoped was the right direction, I agreed that I should upload it first. I was told to hurry. I grabbed my laptop and stood, facing my floor bed, determined to do this quickly; if fucking her TA was only going to be fun *because* it was her TA, then I should make sure she got what she came for. Not missing a beat, she was on her knees at the edge of the mattress before I'd logged into the records portal, and I was unbuckled, unzipped, and uncovered with an alacrity that suggested a burning desire to taste me immediately. I carried on with the act, feeling her lips on my cock as I struggled to key a 9 followed by a 7 beside her name. I heard a little gag as I hit enter and practically tossed my laptop back to the desk. She hummed quietly in appreciation, lips sealed around me, and took two heaping handfuls of my ass to keep her hands busy. There are only so many ways to describe the feeling of having your dick slipped down someone's throat, but I would humbly offer that Kate took to it with an aptitude that put her classwork to shame. All I could think to do was brush the hair from her face while she slowly devoured me; she was torturously good at pacing herself, and made it clear that this was something she actually enjoyed doing. In time, I'd come to appreciate the difference between a blowjob from a woman who enjoyed it over the coeds who gagged themselves furiously because they thought that's what men liked. No, this was generous because it wasn't for me; this was for her. It was fantasy. I wore a tie in those days, taking myself far more seriously than I likely needed to, so began to work at undoing it from around my neck. No sir, she told me, standing swiftly and brushing my hands away; even atop the bed, she was just level with my chest. Her big brown eyes looking up at me, lips deliciously wet with either my produce or her own spit, and the feeling of her ample tits pressed against me as she worked the knot almost sent me. I told her that she was so good, and she thanks me coyly before mounting up on her tippy toes to kiss me. Our lips stayed locked together a long while, and I touched her in every place that I could reach; her breasts were at least twice as soft as they looked, and her hips fell away from her in the most wonderful curves. Her ass was dense, and made for more than a handful. Even the slight fuzz of her forearms kept me enthralled. All the while, she worked at my shirt buttons; we stood naked together then, all arms and and hands and lips entangled. The window of my room, over the head of my bed, had a deep sill; I brought my hands low and patted her bottom. The message was well received, and she hopped up happily into my arms so that I could sit her down on it. She protested with a squeak that it was cold; I should have thought of that. Still, our waists were on a more even keel with one another this way, and I was aching to have her. Her backlit frame, there in the dying light of the day which I was sure would be my last with her, was nothing less than spectacular. She looked aside; maybe I'd stared too long. I told her I wanted her. She looked right back and told me to take her. I stepped up and touched myself to her lips, spread as she was on the edge of the window sill. She was trimmed but not shaved, which I liked. Her lips parted, I applied some slight pressure, she sighed, and I pressed on. In thanks for the tenderness she had shown me with her mouth, I slid in slowly, agonizingly for both of us. I tried to catch her eye, but found her to be staring down, watching intently with her mouth hanging slackly open, engrossed in the spectacle of my cock slowly disappearing up into her. Nearly to the hilt, I held myself there and waited for her to give me some sign that she was ready to go ahead. It's so big, she breathed. I asked if it was okay, getting a bewildered nod in return as she flipped her hair back back with her hand and kissed me. She wiggled her hips a little as she did so, and I began to work. Having a big dick is fun for the visual appeal, but the position wasn't allowing her to comfortably take the entirety of it, so we settled into short, slow strokes while we continued to kiss and fondle one another. I could tell she wanted more, as she repeatedly wrapped her arms around my neck and tried to hug me close, but it wasn't meant to be. She whispered sweetly that she loved it nonetheless, and that she'd wanted this all year, saying that this was so just what she'd hoped for. I returned it all in kind, telling her that she was so beautiful, and that I was so happy to be there with her, feeling her, kissing her. It was hard to do at times, so determined was she to fit her whole tongue in my mouth. I felt her shudder softly twice, both times exhaling hard right next to my ear and trembling in my arms. I was just happy this was working for her. In time, the window sill sex had run its course; I asked how else she wanted to be taken. If nothing else, she was consistent; she hopped off the ledge, wiggled past me, pushed her classmates' papers off to the side and bent at the waist to present her ass to me; she'd take her fucking across my desk, please. My thighs weep to recall the posture I needed to assume to get myself low enough to get back into her, but we made it work. And boy did she ever make it work. The angle was much better for her and she greedily bounced back all the way onto me with abandon, causing quaking ripples to play across her ass over and over. I was told to pull her hair, which actually helped me balance a fair bit, and she moaned in a guttural tone that brought out the very best of me. Thighs screaming, abs burning, cock throbbing to its very limits, she made matters so much worse by bearing down and cumming loudly, slapping the wall in front of her and gritting her teeth around the feral "fuck" that refused to be tamped down. The sight, sound, and feel of her sent me over the edge, and I asked where she would prefer me to cum. Her back, emphatically, was the reply, and I pulled out a second before disaster to paint her from ass crack to the nape of her neck while she egged me on. She spun to kiss me again, which I relished gladly, and I helped to towel her off before we hopped in the shower. Losing track of time (on account of a second, soapy, round under the hot water), we darted back across to my room, chased all the way by the laughter of my roommate, fresh from the gym and clearly enjoying the scene. ******************************************* It's so good to be back. Let me know if you read and enjoyed this, consider checking out the other entries in this series in the post pinned to my profile, or just come say hi for the heck of it. I'll be glad you did :)

[M/s] mom helps me shave

Hi so I've been lurking this subreddit for awhile now, and I'm just trying to understand my feelings exactly as the title suggest my mom shaved me today, not in the way you think, she just shaved my face but it got really interesting and I'll explain. Me and my Mom live alone, my mom and I are Hispanic being that as it may, I'm 21 she's 45, and so, i would say say she's definitely on the curvier sized but not like in a skinny way more like in a all the right places way! Curly hair and brown eyes and white skin. I am also white We are of the whiter Hispanics 😂 Anyways she has some really big breasts which I didn't notice until today. So getting to the story. I was getting ready for university last week and cut myself shaving left a really bad bump on my face, and my mother noticed saying " O my god Dan(fake name) you cut your face" and me being nonchalant about it said it was fine. She then scolded. Me and said my face was to sensitive to get cut and if I have a scars it'll show with age, so she offered to shave me and I never took it seriously. Fast forward 3 weeks and I need to shave, out of nowhere she sees me and tells me to sit down so she can shave my face, I agree and as she starts to wash my face before shaving she gets her shirt wet, mind you it's a baggie shirt so I Didn't pay attention to her until she took it off, she's asked if it's ok and I said fine. Again not realizing how big they are yet! She takes them out and i see the palest set of tits ever and the veins in them, and i just turned red instantly, She notices and says " are you okay sweetie? Your kinda red" I said I'm fine it's just hot, she proceeds to start applying the shaving cream on my face. Mind you her chest is directly in my face and I can't help but look, as she's trying to squeeze the bottle because very little was left in it, and some of the shaving cream lands in her chest. It's white so my head instantly starts to race and I get an erection, she continues to shave me, now I did ask to shave some of it and a not all and showed her a picture of a mustache/ beard combo I wanted. So as she's working on it I have my phone on my hand under the cover they put on you to cut your hair ( i don't remember the name) i have a tent formed due to my erection. I didn't noticed spaced out due to her chest so when she asked me for my phone to see the photo again, instead of letting me answer she moves her hand under the cover and grabs my dick instead it lasted 3 seconds but she fully grabbed it. It lasted like 3 seconds and this is the conversation as it happened Mom:let me just see the picture * moves hand under the cover and grabs my dick instead starting to pull* " that's weird honey your phone is" *she stops gives it s squeeze and pulls he hand away* 'i'm so sorry i didn't think that was your um" sorry!!" Me: "I'm so sorry i didn't mean to it just happened" Mom: "i just don't know why there's no pretty girls here so i didn't think or anything was there something on your phone?" Me: I'm sorry mom it has a mind of its own, a d well your really pretty and how you are right now! She looks down and notices her bra and breast full of cream Mom: I'm so sorry*starts cleaning herself up! * I didn't think about it since well I'm your mom and all laughing more relaxed now* Me: I'm sorry it's just your pretty and well their pretty also *hinting at her chest* laughing awkwardly Mom: well I'm glad the girls can still get the job done* while grabbing and shaking them* After this she continues to just finish shaving talking about other things while still being hard, she finishes and asks how it looks. Me: it looks great just need to grow this part a bit more and done Mom: well you already grew something, giggling. Me: turning red again sorry, I'll leave you alone now thanks for the shave! *Walking to my room* Mom: your welcome honey and remember your young! I immediately go to my room and try not to immediately jerk off since I'm trying to stop for a week! So right now I've never thought of my mom in anyway way other than my mom but, i just got so hard and horny after all to that, I don't know, I don't know where this will go or how to even approach this. I definitely would like to see those beautiful breasts of hers again but i don't think this topic will happen again what do you guys and galls think?? Tl:Dr my mom shaved my face took her shirt of and grabbed my dick thinking it was my phone.

[A/ne] Desi Muslim Mom Gave Nephew Handjob Dawat Update

A lot of people have been asking me for an update on the situation for my nephew. As I have told many others, nothing has happened, until yesterday that is. A quick recap is below if you have not seen my other posts. I am 40 years old mother married with two kids and a husband. My husband and I both come from and share an ultra religious family of south Asian ethnicity. However, we do not actively practice in our private home and enjoy a cuckold/hotwife lifestyle. My nephew obviously comes from the same family and strict religious and cultural background. However, he is similar to us practice wise. For example, I’ve caught him looking at me before and we always joke around and flirt and give each other massages or make sexually charged jokes. He has had girlfriends and like to drink and smoke occasionally. **Event** In my culture, parties with family members are called "dawats". My brother-in-law recently invited a lot of extended family to a dawat to his newly built custom home. The home is quite large but the basement is still undergoing the finishing touches so they haven't really decorated or installed anything as it will get dusty. To put into perspective, the home is just under 8000 square feet, so it is quite large and spacious. When attending these functions women and men usually eat at different time periods and places and do not heavily mix with each other. Usually women remain on one floor and men on another, and kids on another. Moreover, women and men are expectedly to dress modestly. Although I do not dress modestly in my own home or when going out, when meeting with family I wear a niqab. This is basically a long modest dress which generally hides the shape of the body and covers any exposed skin and hair. Since the handjob incident, my nephew and I have been texting occasionally and flirting, sending each other casual and some racy pictures on certain apps. My nephew requested that I should wear something sexy under my niqab which I obliged. I decided to to wear a matching black lingerie set and wore some tights to cover my legs for when my niqab hikes up. However, only myself, my husband, and my nephew knew I was wearing a thong under my tights and just a bra under the top portion of my niqab. The dawat was great and a lot of guests and people came. My brother in law gave every family that arrived a house tour. After the tour everyone got to eat and started mingling with each other. Around 7:00 or 8:00pm some singing competitions started so a lot of the guests went to the family room. At this point my nephew texted me "come to the furnace room" but I didn't see the text until a while later, probably 5 or 10 minutes. When I read the text I showed my husband and I think we both got very excited. So I went down to the basement with my husband who stood by the stairs and walked to the other end of the basement where the furnace room was located and found my nephew standing by the furnace on his phone. As soon as he heard me he looked up and our eyes met and I think we could both tell how excited we both were. We weren't touching but both of us were breathing pretty heavy. I walked over to him and he held me by my side and we hugged for a while before we started to kiss. He was wearing a panjabi/kurta (a thin baggy pair of cotton pants) so I could instantly feel his erection on me. I loved the kissing and we started to grind on each other before breaking our kiss. He quickly pulled his panjabi top and bottom off so he was standing in his boxers with an erection and an obvious wet spot. I started to rub the head a little bit before he pushed me away and bent down to take off my niqab. Once he took my niqab off I was standing in front of him in my tights and bra and I could literally see how horny he was. I was excited and wet as hell so I decided to tease him. I turned around and slowly pulled my tights down to reveal my thong and I just heard him audibly groan. As I was about to step out of the tights, he slapped my ass which made me yell. I turned around to face him but he was looking at my thong covered pussy and decided to slap that as well which left me feeling quite excited. I bent down in front of him and just breathed on his boxers, rubbing the outside like last time, before he pulled them down. His cock was beautiful and smeared in pre cum so I stroked him a bit while he ground and he asked me "Fupee (aunt), please suck it" which made the taboo feeling a lot more exciting. I sucked on his cock for about a minute while playing with his balls, he wasn't too big so I was able to deep throat him. He warned me that his was about to cum so I decided to look up at him and slurp on his cock. I was so fucking horny that I started to touch myself through my thong and just moaned on his cock as he came. I swallowed the cum and cleaned up his cock before getting up. He just kept saying "thank you fupee, I love you fupee, that was amazing" over and over again. This made the whole experience even sexier and I couldn't help but touch myself, once he saw that he was instantly hard again and just stroked his cock while watching me. I decided to pull down my wet thong and show him my bare pussy. I rubbed my two of my fingers around my labia just inviting him to look and he asked if "we could do it" and I think if he asked to ass fuck me at this point I would have nodded. I agreed and told him to be gentle. Although he wasn't two big he was wide so I could kind of feel the head of his cock pop into me. After thrusting about 8-9 times he mauled my breasts through my bra and held me upright as he came. I rubbed my clit as he came in my and orgasmed. He pulled out and I could feel some of his cum seeping out so I slip up my thong and put my tights back on before putting on my niqab. After I got dressed, I told him to cleanup in the bathroom and come upstairs in 10-15 minutes. Frankly, I know what I did was wrong but it was an amazing experience that we have been building up for weeks if not months. He's half my age and being his first while he was using my cultural/traditional name just made it all the more exciting. I am sure I left out a bunch of details but its hard to remember everything that most people here right about. Frankly, even writing this out as I did got me excited...

My wife told me about a FWB with a thick cock [FM]

My wife and I have gotten into the habit of sexting while the other is out of town and it has led to the discovery of very hot and previously unknown stories and kinks about each other. It started when a redditor sent a us a few racy photos and started dirty chatting with my wife while I was on a bachelor party trip. He was impressively hung with a long and thick cock, and I could tell she was into it. Some of the messages they exchanged were: "What’s the biggest cock she’s taken?" "The biggest cock I've ever taken is not as big as you, but I'd love to give it a shot 😍". Since we share an account I was able to see everything that was being sent between the two of them. I texted her on the side asking her what the biggest cock she ever had was and her reply stunned me. "There was a FWB in college that was so thick, it felt like I was being stretched to my limit everytime we had sex". Reading that made me throb and leak a stream of precum. Thinking about her taking a thick cock and being stretched was too much to not know more, so I asked: "How did it feel being that full?" "I love feeling that full. It made my pussy deliciously sore every time. I often made myself cum on his thick cock." "Are you touching yourself now?" "Yes" Knowing that she was hundreds of miles away and touching herself, remembering her pussy getting fucked by the thickest cock she's probably ever seen made me hornier than I had been in a while. I messaged back asking her what she was imagining. "I want you in my mouth and him in my pussy and I want his thick cock stroking in and out of me, firm and insistent." Her telling me that she wanted him in her pussy was too much. I loved the idea of her wanting to recreate past fucks that were too good to forget, even after the years we had been together. "How much thicker is he than I am?" "I couldn't wrap my thumb and forefinger around him all the way" I immediately recalled her wrapping her hands around my dick without issue while sucking me off. I've been told I'm on the thicker side too, so my mind jumped to an image of her on her knees blowing the FWB with the exceedingly thick cock. My dick was absolutely aching. I asked her more about the hung redditor who had messaged us, but the conversation went back to the FWB. "Do you like that cock on Reddit?" "Yes" "Do you think you could handle it? Was your fwb that big?" "My FWB wasn't as long, but he was thicker. I'd like to try, that's for fucking sure." We both made ourselves cum shortly after those messages, so the topic kind of fizzled out. Until last night. After the first experience, we acknowledged that she has a preference for thick cocks and loved being stretched, so I bought a dildo fo us to use. It was the second biggest one the store had, as the biggest seemed more like a gag gift for a bachelorette party. Last night during sex, she was laying on her side and I was behind her, caressing, squeezing, stroking, and kissing every inch I was able to. I could tell she was getting turned on by the whimpers and moans she was letting slip out. After a few minutes she gasped, "Feel how wet I am. Get the toy". My had slid down her side and wrapped around to feel her pussy. Before my fingers got to her lips I could feel her pussy had coated the inside of her thighs. I reached under the bed and got the new dildo but realized it hadn't been washed yet, so I grabbed one of my Magnum condoms to put on the toy. She watched me struggle to stretch the already oversized condom on the massive toy as she rubbed her dripping cunt. After I managed to roll the condom on, she asked me to fuck her with the toy so I slowly slid it into her pussy. She moaned as her soaking pussy stretched wide to take it all. After a few more minutes of warmup and finding a rhythm, she said "talk to me", so I brought up what was on my mind. Her FWB. "Does this remind you of your friend in college?" "Mmmm yes, but he was thicker." He was thicker than the massive toy that we struggle to get inside her. "He was thicker than this toy?!" "Yeah. It was pretty great. His name was ****." "I'll bet you loved taking ****'s thick cock, didn't you?" "His cock was the best part about him. His personality wasn't that great, but... That cock was amazing." Recalling that she hates condoms, I asked her if she ever fucked him raw. I was pretty certain she hadn't, but I figured it would be good dirty talk. "Yeah. One time I took his condom off because I wanted to feel him raw. It was incredible." "Did you let him cum in you? Did he flood your cunt?" "No. He pulled out and came all over me. He painted my tits." I started fucking her faster with the toy since I could tell the dirty talk was getting her close,and after a few more seconds she started spasming and moaning. She came so hard I couldn't keep the toy in her contracting pussy. After winding down for a few minutes I asked her how her orgasm was. "REALLY good. Particularly." "That's hot, but I have a question for you" We both have a tendency to exaggerate during dirty talk, particularly by saying things that may not be true but are hot to talk about in thr moment. I had to clear something up. "Did you really take his condom off?" "Yeah. I wanted to feel him raw inside me. It was hot." After a few minutes we drifted off to sleep. This morning I drove her to the airport for a business trip with her favorite vibrator packed in her bag. I'm wondering what new kink we'll get into this time.

[f/d] I (21) can't stop thinking about my dad (40)

I know it's weird and wrong, but I've been attracted to my dad from the moment I started having these feeling. I've always been a bit of a daddy's girl, though it's gotten to the point that all the guys I've been into look like him. Even at his age he's still so strong and fit and hot, I honestly get jealous of my mum sometimes. Lately I've been constantly fantasising about him, and imagine us when I read some of these posts. I really want something to happen, but I don't know how to approach anything. I still live with dad (renting is waaaay too expensive), and my feelings are just getting stronger. How can I try to make something happen? I want to show him my feelings, but I need to do it right.

In the Wrong Bed on Anniversary Night [M40/F27] [cheat] [preg]

For as long as Cassandra could remember, she felt like the luckiest wife in the world. Sure, being 27 and the epitome of Latin allure with her combination of raven hair, bronze skin, and amber eyes meant that she never longed for suitors, but it was David that had caught her eye. Awkward as he was gentlemanly, Cassandra always appreciated how David loved her for more than just her looks. For five years now, her 30-year-old husband David had checked every box Cassandra had for a husband- except one. David, committed to being able to provide for their future family, was overburdened by his career. Not helping matters was David’s 40-year-old boss, Jeff. Cassandra had only met Jeff once, and was immediately turned off by the way he ogled her figure during a company picnic. However, it wasn’t his unabashed desire for her that upset Cassandra the most- it was Jeff’s insistence that David travel for work. By Cassandra’s latest count, David had already traveled for work six times this year, and it was only March! Cassandra was tired of Jeff working David like a dog, but David always defended his boss in an effort to help Cassandra realize that getting in Jeff’s good graces could lead to a promotion and higher salary, enabling them to finally begin trying for a baby. Despite the constant travel to begin the year, Cassandra took solace in the fact that this upcoming weekend was their anniversary. David always did his best to avoid traveling on their anniversary, and it mean the world to her. Unfortunately, David wasn’t as lucky this year. “I can’t believe Jeff is making you travel on our anniversary,” Cassandra bemoaned, irritated at her husband’s inability to disconnect from work. “I know, Cass, I hate it too. But Jeff said that this convention is a great way to connect with others in our industry,” David comforted, hoping that Cassandra would see the big picture. “I feel like Jeff doesn’t even care about our relationship or us wanting to start a family,” Cassandra replied dejectedly, “he has to know you can’t keep traveling like this once we have a baby on the way.” David hugged his beautiful wife tightly, consoling her with soft kisses and a back caress. “I promise you, once I get back from this trip, we can begin trying. I want you to known I’m committed to you and the beginning of our family together.” Cassandra felt her eyes swell at his reassurance, and gave him one last big kiss before he left for his trip. As Cassandra sat around the house, she couldn’t help but dwell on David’s last comment to her before he left. Cassandra had actually stopped taking her birth control a few weeks ago, planning on having herself and David create their first life together on their anniversary, but she knew it was now only a daydream. Or was it? The more Cassandra thought about it, the more she began to devise a plan to celebrate their anniversary together, even if David wasn’t home. Without thinking twice, Cassandra booked a plane ticket and decided to surprise David at his hotel. Cassandra arrived at David’s hotel, knees weak buy excited to see her husband. She had made sure to look the part at this formal hotel, wearing a tight black dress that perfectly accentuated her curves and bright red lipstick. As Cassandra walked up to the front desk, she noticed the concierge give her a sly look. “Can I help you, ma’am?” he asked, surprised someone was arriving at the welcome desk just after midnight. “I hope you can,” Cassandra shyly replied. “My husband is staying here for a work convention, and I was planning on surprising him! It’s our anniversary.” The concierge immediately understood and asked for Cassandra to provide some personal information about David to verify their relationship. After Cassandra had done so, the concierge began to look for David’s room. “I will tell you, your husband’s name is not showing up in our room booking system,” the concierge said with confusion. “Is it possible someone else booked his room?” After a few seconds of contemplation, Cassandra had her light bulb moment. “Can you look up his boss, Jeff? He may have booked both rooms.” Sure enough, the concierge found both of Jeff’s room. “Ok… I see two rooms. Do you remember which he chose, 310 or 301?” Cassandra replayed her conversation with David earlier in the day. She had tried to do a memory trick, but she forgot which one she had chosen. ‘Did I end up with 301 because Jeff is odd, or 301 because David is my number one’ Cassandra weighed in her mind. Taking a risk, Cassandra confirmed that it was 301. After the concierge confidently handed Cassandra the room key, she scurried to the elevator, anxious to see her husband. A part of her was nervous about the room number debacle, but she assumed that, worst case scenario, she would see Jeff in the room and immediately go back downstairs, as long as he promised to keep her visit a secret until she traded in the room key for the correct one. Cassandra approached 301, the sweat in her palms coating the room key as she held it tightly. Finally gathering up the courage for potential embarrassment at the hands of Jeff, Cassandra opened the door. As Cassandra entered the hotel room, she was filled with excitement at the thought of surprising her husband, David. Her tight dress clung to her every curve, and her high heels made her legs look longer and sexier. Cassandra felt reassured when she saw that the lights were completely off. David told Cassandra all the time about how Jeff likes to stay at the hotel bar and drink until dawn during these types of business trips, so she knew it must be her husband getting an early night’s sleep. Her heart raced as she heard the soft, rhythmic breathing of someone in the bed, believing it to be David. Cassandra hesitated for a moment, but decided to leave the lights off in an attempt to surprise her sleeping husband. She slowly made her way to the bed, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She climbed onto the bed and straddled the sleeping figure, running her hands over his chest. "David, wake up," she whispered, leaning in to kiss his neck. Jeff couldn’t believe his luck. Jeff had always thought Cassandra would be an amazing fuck, and her own mistake was going to allow him to finally test that theory. Jeff laid in the bed, still as could be, savoring the texture and wetness of Cassandra’s lips and tongue as she traced his neck with kisses, believing it to be David. However, Jeff knew that, if we was going to be successful in fucking Cassandra, he had to keep up the charade, so he continued to pretend to be asleep as Cassandra continued to straddle and kiss him. Cassandra was surprised by David’s inability to wake up after she had coated his neck and face in soft, sensual kisses, but she remembered that David was a heavy sleeper. “Looks like I’m going to have to have my way with you, then,” Cassandra teased as she whispered into Jeff’s ear, believing him to be David. Cassandra, seductively nibbled on Jeff’s ear following her remark, her horniness for her husband at an all-time high. Cassandra took it as a sign to continue, and she leaned in to kiss his neck, her hands roaming over his body. "Mmm, you feel so good," she murmured, pressing herself against him. She trailed her lips down his chest, stopping to nibble on his nipples. She could feel his body responding to her touch, and it excited her even more. "You're so warm and strong, just like I remembered," she purred, running her hands from his chest down to his abs. As her soft hands continued down to his thighs, she noticed that he wasn't wearing any pajamas, and was completely naked. She couldn't help but tease him as she leaned in and licked his chest. "Someone's been naughty, not even wearing any clothes to bed," Cassandra said playfully, thinking she was talking to David. "I'll have to punish you for that later." As she made this comment, Cassandra slowly wrapped her hand around Jeff’s erection, sensually beginning to stroke him with patience and desire. Jeff couldn't help but smirk at her flirty comments, but he remained silent, enjoying the deception. Cassandra continued to kiss and lick Jeff's chest and neck, her hand continuing its slow but methodical stroking of his cock. Cassandra began to rub her thumb on the tip of Jeff’s penis, feeling the precum oozing out of him. Cassandra smiled to herself, thinking that “David” was ready to slide inside of her. Prepared to escalate the situation, Cassandra licked her way back up to his ear and whispered, "If it makes you feel better, I'm not wearing any underwear, either. Just for you, baby." As she spoke, Cassandra began to rub the tip of Jeff’s penis between her labia as she continued to straddle him, believing it to be David. Jeff's body tensed at her words, and he let out a small moan. He couldn't believe how easy it was to deceive her, but he also couldn't deny the arousal he felt from having her tease his penis tip between her labia. Jeff knew they were close to fucking, and he just had to be patient a little while longer. Cassandra continued to rub Jeff’s penis tip between her labia, covering her entrance with his thick precum. She assumed it was her husband's and smiled to herself, knowing how much he must be enjoying. "David, you're leaking so much for me," she said in a sultry voice, “but I know a better place for this.” Cassandra let go of Jeff’s cock for a moment as she began to remove her dress, lifting it over her head to reveal her naked figure. Cassandra took Jeff’s hands into her, believing he was David, and placed them on her breasts. Even though the room remained devoid of light, Jeff could feel how full and natural her breasts felt, her nipples standing at attention. “It looks like someone’s finally awake,” Cassandra teased as she once again took Jeff’s cock in her hand, believing it to be her husband David’s. Cassandra savored the sensation of Jeff's length in her hand, stroking him slowly up and down. The hardness of his manhood felt different than she remembered, but she didn't think much of it, assuming that it was simply because it had been so long since she had been with her husband David. Cassandra leaned forward and whispered against Jeff’s lips. “I think you’re finally ready, David.” Cassandra leaned forward, positioning herself in such a way that the head of his penis was pressing against her entrance. She took a deep breath, savoring the anticipation that was building inside of her. She slowly began to lower herself down onto him, taking her time and enjoying every inch of him as she sank onto his cock. The sensation of being filled up by his rigidness was intense and overpowering. She couldn't believe how good it felt, and she couldn't help but moan with pleasure as she felt him stretching her out. The sensation was familiar yet different, and she couldn't put her finger on why. Jeff's body trembled as he felt Cassandra's warm, wet folds envelop him. He had been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity, and the sensation was almost overwhelming. He could feel every inch of himself sliding deep inside of her, stretching her out as she lowered herself down onto him. A low growl escaped his lips as he savored the sensation, relishing in the tight grip of her velvety walls around him. Cassandra heard his low growl, and a sly smirk spread across her face. “Mmm, you like feeling my walls give you a hug? They missed you,” she purrs. Cassandra closed her eyes and began to move her hips in a slow, circular motion. She was lost in the moment, the feel of his cock inside of her was all-consuming. Every nerve in her body was on fire, and she was completely overwhelmed by the pleasure that he was giving her. She thought to herself how much she loved David, how much she loved feeling his hard dick inside of her. She murmured, "You feel so good, David," without realizing that it was not her husband. Jeff remained silent, letting Cassandra take the lead. He was enjoying the sensation of her tightness enveloping his cock, and he could feel her warm wetness surround him. Jeff continued to allow his hands to explore Cassandra’s body, making sure to experience as much of her as he could while he still had the opportunity. Jeff began to grip Cassandra’s ass, savoring how plump it felt even without clothing on. As Jeff and Cassandra moved together in a rhythm, he couldn't help but marvel at the feeling of her hot, wet walls enclosing him. With each thrust, he felt himself getting lost in the heat and friction between them. "Oh, David," she moaned. "You feel so good inside me." For Cassandra’s part, she was doing her best to fight back her impending orgasm, to no avail. As she writhed on top of him, he could see her body tense up, her pussy squeezing his cock as she allowed herself to give in to her pleasure. Jeff couldn't help but grin at her mistake, enjoying the thrill of the taboo as he continued to move inside her. He couldn’t believe that she still didn’t realize that he wasn’t her husband, David. He could feel his own orgasm building, but he wanted to hold out just a little bit longer, to prolong the pleasure. Despite his best efforts, Jeff could feel his orgasm getting closer and closer. With each thrust, he could feel the heat and friction between them intensifying. He could feel his balls tightening and knew he was getting close to cumming. As Cassandra felt Jeff begin to tense up inside of her, she couldn't help but moan in anticipation. Her body was already pulsing with pleasure, and the thought of feeling his release inside of her was almost too much to bear. She clutched at him, urging him on with her movements as she whispered in his ear, "Yes, David, cum inside me." Jeff's body responded to her command, and he thrust into her one last time, his orgasm overtaking him completely. He let out a guttural moan as he felt the hot, thick semen shooting out of him and into her. With each spurt, he could feel Cassandra's walls clenching around him, as if her body was eagerly milking every last drop of his seed. Cassandra's whole body shook with pleasure as she felt the warm, sticky liquid filling her up, coating her walls with its slickness. She arched her back and cried out, her voice filled with ecstasy as she allowed herself to be lost in the moment. It was as if every nerve ending in her body was on fire, and she couldn't help but feel like she was in a dream. As the intense pleasure began to subside, Cassandra collapsed onto Jeff's chest, still straddling him. She breathed heavily, basking in the afterglow of their mutual orgasm. She could feel the warmth of his body and the hardness of his manhood inside of her, which made her feel completely fulfilled. Her mind was a blur of pleasure and desire, and she couldn't help but whisper in his ear, "That was amazing, David. I want you to know that for our anniversary gift, I stopped taking my birth control and I'm ovulating. I want to start our family, and I want you to be the one to make me pregnant." Jeff's heart raced as he realized the gravity of what she was saying. He couldn't believe his luck and the opportunity that presented itself. He found himself starting to get hard again just thinking about it. Cassandra continued to kiss Jeff’s lips, believing they were David’s, until she finally decided to look at her loving husband. “Let me turn the light on and see the face of the handsome man who just got me pregnant,” she flirted as her hands fumbled for the light switch. Within seconds, the room was flooded with light. The shock on her face was palpable as she realized the person she had just had sex with was not her husband, but his boss. Cassandra let out a piercing scream, but before she could say anything, Jeff quickly covered her mouth with one hand, muffling her cries. With his other hand, he firmly gripped her hip, holding her down in his lap with his penis still inside her. "Shh, calm down," Jeff whispered in her ear. "You don't want anyone else to hear, do you?" Cassandra's breathing was ragged as she stared wide-eyed at Jeff, trying to process what just happened. She could feel his warm breath on her neck, and the sensation of his hand on her hip made her shiver with both fear and pleasure. Despite the shock and confusion coursing through her body, Cassandra couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement deep in her belly. The thought of being caught in the act with her husband's boss was scandalous, forbidden, and thrilling all at once. As she struggled to catch her breath, Jeff leaned in close and whispered in her ear again. "You're so beautiful," he breathed, his lips grazing the soft skin of her neck. "I've wanted you for so long, Cassandra." Cassandra's heart skipped a beat at his words. She had always known that Jeff found her attractive, but she never imagined he would act on his desires in such a bold, reckless way. Jeff slowly pulled his hand away from her mouth, and Cassandra immediately began to question him. “Jeff! What the fuck?! Why didn’t you say anything?! I could kill you!” Cassandra whispered with contempt. “I was asleep when you came in here. Hell, for all I knew, this was just a very realistic dream,” Jeff teased, causing Cassandra to roll her eyes and become even more frustrated. However, despite her lingering guilt and shame, Cassandra couldn't resist the alluring pull of Jeff's touch. She leaned into him, savoring the fact that they were still connected. Jeff slowly picked up the pace of his thrusts, taking Cassandra’s silence as approval to continue. Cassandra was so overwhelmed by emotions that her body turned to the pleasure it was beginning to feel as a sort of defense mechanism, allowing him to take control and guide her body towards another orgasm. With each thrust of his hips, Cassandra felt a rush of sensation ripple through her body. The feeling of his hard length inside her, coupled with the way he held her down and kissed her with unrestrained passion, was enough to send her over the edge once again. As her body convulsed with pleasure, Jeff continued to move inside her, his own release building to a crescendo. Cassandra felt him shudder against her, and she knew that he was close. “Jeff, I wasn’t joking. This is super risky, you have to pull out,” Cassandra pleaded halfheartedly in between moans. “Baby, the damage is done, at least for tonight. Just accept the pleasure I’m giving you,” Jeff smoothly replied. Cassandra couldn’t even argue with Jeff’s response, opting to simply nod her head sheepishly. With a final, powerful thrust, Jeff erupted inside her, filling her with his hot, sticky seed. Cassandra felt every splash against her cervix, partially wincing at the knowledge of how dangerous it was for Jeff to be doing this. Cassandra lay there for a moment, still dazed and breathless from the intensity of the experience. She knew that what had just happened was wrong, but in that moment, all she could think about was the feeling of Jeff's body against hers, and the deliciously taboo nature of their illicit encounter. As the reality of the situation began to set in, however, Cassandra felt a wave of panic wash over her. What would happen if David found out? How could she ever explain this to her husband? The questions swirled around in her mind like a swarm of angry hornets, threatening to undo her with their intensity. For now, however, all she could do was lie there, spent and sated, with Jeff's body still pressed against hers. The weight of his embrace was both comforting and suffocating, and she knew that she was in deep, deep trouble.

Meeting Kyla - Part 1, How I got into CNC[29M 19F] [CNC]

Quick descriptor of myself, at the time I was 29, 5'10'', slim but athletic build, wavy brown hair, red beard, green eyes. It had been a year since my separation with my ex wife, and I was looking for some fun. I had recently discovered the r/RapeKink subreddit, and immediately I was intrigued. What caught me off guard and also turned me on to no end was the idea of women going out and "rapebaiting". That this was even a thing just blew my mind, that some women were so into it that they would literally seek out rape. I read more about CNC and how people would roleplay rape so they could get their "fix" in a safe way. Prior to this, I hadn't really delved deep into sexual depravity. Some light choking and slapping were the kinkiest things I had done in my previous relationships. Slowly I began to have a major shift in how I viewed sexuality as a whole as a result of my readings, and later my actions, specifically regarding the true nature what the feminine and masculine are, at the base level. But I digress, as I read more, the more I knew I needed to try this with someone. Meet Kyla, She's 19 years old, slim, 5'7'', and goes to the local University majoring in "women's studies". She has straight brown hair, light green eyes, and the cutest pixie face. She looks strikingly similar to Claire Forlani from "Meet Joe Black". Interests wise, we had nothing in common. Politically, we couldn't have been farther apart. Sexually? Hand in glove. She had an insatiable rape kink. She never understood why she did, she was never abused, she has a great relationship with her (intact)family, and her past relationships seemed pretty standard. And yet, every few days she would be completely insatiable, craving to be raped, masturbating for hours at a time. We met on reddit during one of her hours long masturbation sessions. She very quickly sent me nudes, told me what she wanted me to do to her in graphic detail, and proceeded to very obediently take every picture request I gave her, with high attention to detail. Ladies, if you ever want to impress a man, I'm telling you, simply listen carefully to what he says, and then do it. We really aren't complicated. Anyways, it goes without saying, I was instantly hooked on her. We messaged back and forth and eventually moved things to texting. We texted for a couple of months before our schedules finally lined up and we could meet. During these months, it became clear that the only real overlaps we had were sex and arguing. I suppose we had stubbornness in common as well. She very strongly disagreed with my world view, but in all honesty, I think she just hadn't encountered anyone who had challenged her views before. These weren't "insulting" arguments, they were actually quite philosophical, I enjoyed them and she kept engaging me in them so I'm sure she got something out of it. In any case, she began to resent my opinions. Despite this, or perhaps because of this, she became increasingly turned on by the thought of me "raping" her. The more we disagreed, the more she wanted it to happen. We finally both had time to meet up and decided it would just be a regular meetup, to gauge the real life chemistry, before jumping into anything physical. Just a car date, I'd pick her up and we'd drive around and chat. Now prior to this, I had been out of the game for a long time. I was a serial monogamist and only had 2 relationships prior, each one lasting over 5 years. So I will just say that I was out of practice and not a particularly smooth customer during our little date. I talked too much, which lead to disagreements in opinion, which lead to more arguing, this time in real life. Big surprise, right? Anyways, I was frustrated and not exactly turned on by the meetup, and we ended things there... Until I messaged her again a few months later. During those few months, I had read more, messaged with other similarly inclined girls, had lots of discussions, and reflected on how I handled things. The CNC world is very different than the world I came from. It pays to be bold in this world. I finally messaged her again and basically said "I should have just taken you then and there instead of arguing with you" To which she replied "Yes". We end up talking back and forth again, going over our little date, and she tells me she had been masturbating to the thought of me just taking her in the car. She imagined me getting riled up and angry during the argument and just slapping her, driving her some place secluded and raping her. Again I was caught off guard by this, despite soaking up all I could about this world in the months prior, the idea that I, me, could just take this woman violently, and that it was okay, and that it was what she actually wanted. I don't know how to articulate it, it just boggled my mind and made my dick harder than anything. We chat for awhile longer, we're both too turned on discussing what could have been to not meet up again, so we set up another date. This time a real CNC date.

Have a seat. [M29, F29] [facesitting] [oral]

The best seat in town is right here, on my face. I want you to stand at the end of the bed, slowly peel your leggings down, bending over to show me your firm, strong ass. Leave the underwear on for now, I like when you put a hand down your underwear and play when i can’t see… the tease makes me throb. I’ll be laying on the bed, hand down my pants rubbing my cock as it begins to throb watching you strip. You take off your shirt, setting those perfect perky tits free, and doing that little shimmy you always do… still turning me on. You tell me to lose the pants, I oblige… leaving my boxers on, showing you the bulge my rock hard dick is causing. You lick your fingers and reach down your underwear again and start rubbing, telling me to jerk off while I watch you play. I pull down my boxers and pull out my throbbing dick, ready for what ever you have planned next. You crawl up on the bed on your hands and knees and spread my legs, getting comfortable in between. You take the shaft of my cock and grip it with your left hand, your right hand is still rubbing your pussy under your thong. You lean down and take the tip in your mouth, teasing me with your tongue, flicking it over the sensitive edge if the tip. My eyes roll back and I grab the sheets, that feels so fucking good… You go deeper now, sliding my cock between your soft lips, making it all wet… you see how far you can take it and let out a small gag that sends shivers down my spine. You begin to go faster, fucking your face with my cock, slobbering spit all over it and letting it drip down your chin… Then you stop… stand up on the bed Over me, and straddle my head… then you lower yourself to my face… you haven’t taken your underwear off, there’s a wet spot from your pussy juices showing through… you tell me to eat your pussy through the thong, to taste the sweet juices. I wrap my hands under your legs and pull you down to me… burying my face in between your legs, sucking and licking all the sweet nectar soaking in your underwear…making them more wet from my mouth. You suddenly stand back up and take off the thong… you tell me to suck on your clit, and make you cum all over my face. I pull you down onto me once again, and stare up at you as you run your fingers through my hair, pulling it as I hit the right spot. You being to grind your hips as I suck your clit, I can feel it now… the slight quiver in your legs, the sharp breaths as you tell me to fuck you with my tongue… I proceed without question, with spreading your pussy lips with my tongue and shoving as deep inside you as I can.. You grind faster and faster until… you lift from my face and squirt all over me, showering me in sweet juices that I suck up so fast. You tell me its my turn now and you stand up and turn around… sitting back down now facing my hard dick… and you start sucking again. Jerking my cock as it slides in and out of your mouth, you’re playing with my balls, massaging them as you deep throat me. While you do that I have a whole new experience! I now get to stare up at your perfect ass and squeeze as I gently lick you, being careful of your sensitive clit, I can also tease your asshole this way, I reach up and play with your asshole as I eat you out. You let out a moan with my cock in your mouth.. that moan causes a sensation that makes me want to cum so bad… I start to pump my hips meeting your throat with every stroke, you take an second to breath and tell me to cum in your mouth… you jerk me faster and harder, moaning on my cock begging me to come for you… I see stars, my eyes roll back and I explode, all while still tasting your sweet juices… You slide off, grab a towel, and proceed to give me a celebratory high-five like we always do when the sex is bomb… Let’s do that again sometime.

Erotic Photoshoot [FM]

My friend (F) (the same one from other stories) loves taking photos and we always talked about having a sex photo shoot. My gf was game so we organised it to take place in our house. My friend came over and we started getting comfortable on the sofa. After short chat my gf and I started kissing. Thing started to get a little passionate and I started kissing her neck while listening to the click of the camera shutter. I was turned on by the noise of someone else in the room watching us. I moved down her body to and I let the passion take me over and I started ripping the clothes from her body until she just had her thong on. We came to the bedroom and I put her down on the bed. We continued making out until I pulled her tiny thing to one side and started licking her out. Her moans filled the air and the click click of the camera continued. I love sucking my gf's clit to make it sensitive. I gently played with her clit until she grabbed my hair and shuddered and screamed to orgasm number 1. We relaxed a little on the bed but then got back to it. We started fucking doggy style trying to maintain good angles for the camera. My gf loves putting on a good show and was extra loud and slutty for the audience. I turned her over and spread her legs wide. My friend got a good view of my gf's gorgeous pussy as I slide my long cock into her. I pulled my gf off the bed and lifted her onto the bedside furniture. I spread her legs wide and stuck 3 fingers inside her. I slowly started massaging her gspot as she tensed her whole body. With a gasp and a shake she closed her eyes and she started to cum followed swiftly but a huge squirt! We invited our photographer to join us but she declined unfortunately. I can't wait to see how the photos turned out!

31[M]-Massaged a 44[F] with happy ending

I received an interesting request during in the end of last year holidays. Last time we had so much fun with happy endings. This time I politely asked her if she wanted to take a shower together first. I kiss her neck, let her feel my throbbing cock inside the boxer and asked if she missed our massage. I washed her body from head to toes while she enjoyed some tantra moment with deep and long breathing. She could feel the soup bubbles, my hands caressing her titis and my erected cock rubbing her vulva and my lips kissing her clit. Suddenly I felt she's wet on my finger tips when I slightly teasing her vulva. She asked if we could go to the bed now. She lay down and I rubbed her from her toes, feet and calves, finding a few tight and sore spots and she could sometimes feel my cock slightly touching her feet and thighs. She felt aroused and began moaning, and as I massaged her big breasts from the back I could see her staring at the bulge in my boxers. I avoided any sexual contact around her private parts while I finished up the backs of her legs, then asked her to flip over. I told her to just breathe relax, then started going down and working on her lower body. With my fingers slightly touching on her thighs, my thumbs brushing her trimmed on swollen juicy pussy. She inhaled intensely and moaning. She could feel my hands and thumbs travel closer to her clit making her heart race and get soaking wet when I approached her clit. I could sense her nectar coming out when I got closer. I then started fingering her pussy. I slid my point finger through it and made a figure eight motion, circling her opening then moving up to circle her clit. After repeating this several times, she grasped my head tight. She moaned out a ”Don't stop \~." I pressed across the top inside her pussy under her clit inside and put one of her leg above my shoulder. This made her toes quiver as and she asked me don't stop. Eventually her entire body shivered, and she moaned “Don't stop..... I’m cumming … God\~.” Then I just put my palm on her vulva, cuddle and kissed her when she was still in ecstasy. Afterwards, she smiled at me, asking she could see and touch my cock, and I took them off. She was surprised by my size again and kept saying that it’s the biggest cock she ever had. She got very excited and asked for my permission to suck it and try to deep throat. I feel like in heaven watching her colorful nails around my cock, her juicy lips sucking my cockhead and her deepthroat with spit and my precum on my shaft. I couldn't help but cum after a few minutes. But I got hard on again just thinking of her beautiful hands jerking my cock on her massive boobs. Then she stood up to sit on my cock as handjob and deepthroating made her sucking wet again. She rode me on top like a real cowgirl. She moaned so loudly that anyone in the hallway outside the room could listen. We fucked cowgirl, reverse cowgirl and doggy. After more than an hour of playing, I finally came all over her back, where she has a tattoo. Some even got in her hair, so we took a shower and I washed her hair. It was a sweet shower together, playing and deepthroating and fucking in the shower stall.

[MF] The fair was in town and I rode some dick

I (19F) lost my virginity at the age of 18, a bit of a late bloomer compared to most girls. My family is quite senior in the local church community, and good Christian girls didn’t do it until they married. The fair was in town over the holidays as I hit my 18th birthday. I went with some friends and got chatted up by one of the fair people, a guy named Manny. I never asked his age, he was probably mid 20's. The second night I went back alone. He was there and I got to ride on all the rides free, plus he bought me a few beers. We ended up back at his caravan. I’d never been kissed like that before, tongue in the mouth. I then felt his hands all over my body; I’d let guys feel my boobs, but never anything below the waist. He was rubbing the front of my pants and I felt like I was floating. When he touched my pussy, it was just pure pleasure. He then went down on me, and I had my first orgasm with somebody else; it was so lovely. I didn’t stop him when he took my panties off and got on top of me. He rubbed his penis through my labia. I almost screamed when I felt him enter me; it was magical. There was no pain, just pleasure, and I had another orgasm moments after he had fully penetrated me. Even at 18, I knew Manny didn’t have any feelings for me; he just wanted to use my body, especially my pussy, for his enjoyment; and guess what? I didn’t care. I adored the feeling of a man’s cock in my vagina; it was a wonderful sexy feeling. Halfway through the sex he started sucking my breasts; this has become a lifelong love. I recall he started to groan and sped up, his dick going in and out of me very quickly, I felt him cum inside me. He wasn’t wearing any protection, and when I stood up, he laughed at the look on my face as what felt like a gallon of his spunk came rushing out of me and down my legs. I had assumed that the stuff stayed inside the woman’s body; I was so naive. He asked me to stay for a drink, but I told him I needed to go as it was late. He said no problem; he would drive me home so I could stay a bit longer. I can’t remember what I drank, but it was laced with alcohol. Around half an hour later, I ask him to take me home, and he said sure after another fuck. Manny then takes my jeans off and bends me over the couch, and enters me again. I was a little sore at first but soon got back into it. This time he was fast and furious; I again sensed I was being used and loved the sensation of my body being used by a man. Afterwards, he drove me home. I woke up the next day terrified I was pregnant! I remember thinking I would have to commit suicide or run away if I was pregnant. All the previous night's enjoyment left me in a wave of fear. I decided to go into town to get the morning-after pill I’d heard of. I then went to the bathroom to find I’d come on during the night! I’ve never been so grateful for making a mess in my pijamas. I don’t regret what I did at just 18 years of age; I had a brilliant first time and got away with it. It’s unfair that if I was male, I would have bragged about losing my virginity within days of becoming legally able to have sex, but due to my circumstances and the times it happened, I had to pretend I was virtuous until I was older. Manny, in the unlikely event you read this, sweetheart, thank you.

My Husband and I plus the Helper

We, my husband (36M) and I (30F) found our biggest kink after we hired a helper. So my husband and I had our baby and hired a helper a 24-year old F helper. After few months, my husband and I started dirty talking about her when we fucked. We then decided to try and get her in bed with us. Took another 2 or 3 months but we finally convinced her. Focal point is while it was happening, I found I've never been as turned on in my life as I was while watching my husband pound the cute younger girl. Towards the end I just moved to the corner of the room and played with myself while watching them. Since then we've brought a few girls home and I've had my best orgasms just watching my husband fuck them. I don't even need to get involved, just watch. Once in awhile he will talk to girls online or have girls sext him and send him pictures while we have sex and he will talk to me like I'm them and it gets me off so hard. One time he was on top and literally put our iPad over my face with a picture on it of one of the girls and it was hot as fuck. I love it and can't wait to find him more girls or see who he brings home next 😍 If there any F reading this and wants to get involved with us feel free to send me a PM but no guys please.

[F]riends [M]ake the best BJ buddies

It's definitely been a while since I've had the opportunity to go down on someone. I tend to dream about it most nights. Waking up to my thighs being drenched and automatically rubbing my legs together to try and get some satisfaction. Sometimes if my dildo is near my bed, It'll make its way into my hands, and I'll start to slowly suck on it until I finally have to please myself. What can I say, I love the feeling of a cock in my mouth. And after recently, I can very much confirm that theory. ;) My FWB came over for pizza and video games - apparently not expecting much from me. After getting a little blazed, eating a few slices, and beating a few levels, we were cuddling on the couch, watching whatever we had agreed on throwing on. After some playful banter, I started rubbing his thigh, creeping closer and closer, eventually tracing the outline of his dick while I watched him want more. With the green light, I started unbuckling his belt and rushing to unfree him. Immediately I leaned down to get to work and feel him grow in my mouth. His initial reaction sent chills straight to my pussy- as if I wasn't already drenched from the thought of him. I had told him I practiced, and I was going to prove it to him. We readjusted to a more practical angle, and I was on my knees like a good girl should be. His cock was standing at attention, and I was hungry. I focused on tracing my tongue from his balls to his tip, giving extra attention to his head. My dildo could never replace the feeling of the soft sensation on my tongue, swirling around the top before taking it all in. He was gasping and softly moaning, and hearing that made me want so much more. I moved to giving attention to his balls, massaging them with my lips, and watching his reaction. I knew he was enjoying himself, but he needed more. Flattening my tongue, I traced him as I looked him in the eyes to show him how much I was enjoying myself. Fuck... I was really enjoying myself. \*I\* needed more. So much more that I engulfed him as much as I could and pushed him down my throat. Easy. My pussy was thanking me for the feeling of his cock hitting the back of my throat, and I pulled up to stroke him while he watched my drool drip down on him. I felt proud of my accomplishment, but I was nowhere near done. After a while, he finally decided he needed to start fucking my mouth. Finally. The feeling of his hands gripping my hair and holding me down will forever be engrained in my memory. His cock was so intoxicating that I almost didn't care if I came up for air. But hearing him moan after he pulled me up and looking at his work made me grin. I could've gone for hours before he stopped me, but alas it was late, and real life started again in the morning. I might've been dripping, but my mind was on the next time I could be on my knees for him.

[MM] a typsy night at college and a first time for everything

This is my freshman year of college (19 at the time) and I had just gotten dumped by my gf, and was not thrilled with it. But as I worked through I thought it was time to maybe explore so one night I can't sleep (way to horny) and I get on one of these anonymous chat apps! Well one thing leads to another and I start chatting with this guy, we start snapping and he asks if I wanna come meet up, dumb horny me says yeah and I cross my campus at like 2 in the morning to go meet a total stranger for sex. I see him and he is super awkward at first but he takes me to his dorm where he offers me some beer and we just chill for a few minutes. After some awkward silence he stands up and says let's do this then and just starts to strip, in a bit of a panic as my nerves are all shot now I do the same. He lays down on his bed with his dick semi hard, looking back red flag I got like no kisses or anything but oh well. I begin to slowly work it with my hand getting him hard (still not much, but worked for me) and then I just kinda plunge him into my mouth. After a few minutes I start to get the rhythm down, as I suck my lips and use my tongue on his cock. After about 15 minutes or so he starts to grunt a bit and breath heavy at this point I just want him to cum, and being a great soul I don't even question what to do with it as I have already decided I would swallow. So after a few minutes of this increased breathing he suddenly and without word tenses and I feel one...two...three...fours ropes of cum fly down my throat before a small pool just forms in my mouth. I quickly swallow it and then we switch places, he doesn't have much luck so I just get dressed and head home. It was really awkward but I look back at it fondly and it still makes me thrilled thinking about it!

The taxi driver saw me release my inner slut [f] 23

As you’d know if you read my previous story, I love the idea of having lustful eyes on me. This particular evening I could almost sense the sheer sexual intent I was getting from this one guy across the bar. He was about 5’10, toned, brunette but had quite an innocent face. He comes over, we get to chatting, buys me a drink and next think you know I’m on the dance floor with his tongue in my mouth. His hands start exploring as he runs his fingers over my double D tits which were already popping out of because they are very, very hard to contain. He knew he had me for the evening, but I don’t think he realised just how slutty I can truly be. Before I even realised, I was in the Uber with him and on the way back to mine. But I was so horny that night that I couldn’t wait till we got back. I could see that the Uber driver looked pretty oblivious to what was happening in the car so I took his hand and placed it in between my legs as I started unbuttoning his trousers. He was instantly hard. One of my tits also fell out just for good measure. He had a pretty measurable cock, I’d say about 6 - 7 inches which I instantly swallowed. I began bobbing my head up and down, slurping away at the same time, oblivious to the fact that the Uber driver could hear me. I look up at his rear view mirror and see him constantly peaking back. My inner slut then came onto full display and I went all out, fully throat fucking myself on his cock. I was hoping this guy would last but I guess I went a bit too hard and the cum exploded out of him and into my mouth. He didn’t end up making it back to mine, saying that he had to go because he had work the next day. I went home and happily took care of myself instead, satisfied with the rush of sluttiness I had got... shame I couldn’t get a teeny bit more though.

[A/Ni] my trans niece has been sexual active my wife and I

I'll start by giving some information about us, we are a lesbian couple and have been together for over two decades now. My wife is 48 and I'm 57 while my niece recently turned 23. The relationship between my wife and I is difficult to explain but we have a poly dom/sub dynamic so other partners isn't uncommon for us. My wife confessed having attraction to my niece two years ago and after long discussions I gave her permission to see her sexually. It went on between the two of them for about two months before I got involved as well but this is about the two of them. I booked the two of them a hotel room and sent them to go on a dinner date since I could tell she wanted something more than just a physical experience but something romantic plus having it at the house might make my niece uncomfortable so I did what I thought was best. She left to meet my niece in a very sexy red dress I was a fan of probably to tease me (she can be a total brat at times) and I did everything I could think of to distract myself before going to sleep wondering what happened. The next morning when my wife came I interrogated her on the details (something I do every time I send her to hook up) and got a vivid description of their love making. It was weird having my niece play this role for us but it brought an extra excitement hearing how passionate, lustful yet inexperienced she was. I got so turned on I had my wife lick me to orgasm immediately after telling me everything. My wife took her to the hotel room and stripped for her, taking the time and getting her in the mood. She pulled her pants down and put her smei hard cock in her mouth. My niece is roughly 7 to 8 inches when hard but because of the hormones it can take a while to properly get her erect. Once she was finally ready my wife lay on her back with her feet on my niece's shoulders taking her until squinting all over them both and switching to laying prone. They fucked like that until they reached orgasm together.

Office Hours [M20s/F30s], [Student/Teacher], [oral, teasing, heterosexual]

YOU KNEW IT WAS A SHITTY MOVE, BUT YOU HAD TO DO IT. You chose creative writing as a complementary course this semester, and as much as it was interesting… You would not be able to focus in class, because you were attracted to her. Her hair was always tied in a bun, yet somehow, you always managed to catch a glimpse of her shampoo. A mix of coconut and cucumber that surprisingly meshed well. Her eyes, round and dark, would always become smaller due to her laughing behind those golden spectacles. She was definitely good-looking, but her body was really what drove you crazy. While her ass was slightly lacking, she made up with her plump breasts. And let's not forget the thighs. The thick thighs you imagined choking you while you would eat her out ferociously. So, the decision was obvious: you had to drop the course. Nothing good would come out of this. Alright, back to reality. Here you were, standing outside of her door. You did not have any classes today, so you came straight after work to catch her during office hours. She didn’t see you, as her face was buried in paperwork of some kind. She seemed ready to leave though, as she had kept her black trench coat on. Weird. Considering you emailed her you were coming in to see her today. You knocked on the side of the door. She jolted out of her seat, but her lips turned into a warm smile when she saw you. She beckoned to you, asking you to close the door. Adjusting her glasses, you chit-chatted for a bit. You could feel your resolve slip away. You were enjoying her mind as well, after all. As she showed you pictures of her latest foodie adventure, you couldn’t help but notice the light blue sweater she was wearing underneath her coat. It had a turtleneck and seemed to shape her breasts wonderfully. You could only hope that you had not been staring too long as you heard her calling your name, inquiring what today’s meeting was about. You took a big breath before telling her you dropped her course. You swore you could see her face falter for a second, but quickly regained its composure. She pressured you to give her reasons - none seemed good enough for her. You couldn’t help but feel bad that she started questioning everything. She was right to, given that you could not provide a valid explanation. But it was not like you could simply tell her “I have the hots for the teacher, this is inappropriate!” … Wait. Was that said in your head? Why were her cheeks flushed? … Fuuuuuuuck. She giggled for what seems to be a long minute. She removed her glasses, biting its temple tips and… studying you. Her eyes were sparkling. She then asked you to repeat what you just said. Fuck no. That was embarrassing to say the least. You chose to remain silent, which only seemed to fuel her amusement. She started removing her outer layer while walking toward the door. You tried to think about the world's capitals to keep your head cool, but it was useless - her hips swaying were too enticing, and that was just the tip of the iceberg. You noticed that she had black lace stockings, thigh high. Held by garters. And her sweater dress? It barely covered her lower cheeks - making you notice her black thong, the shape of her lower lips … Leaving very little to none to imagination. You gulped and turned away, trying to make your boner die. Click. That sounded like the door being locked. To your surprise, she turned your chair and inevitably faced her. You hadn't realised before, but both of you were slightly panting. Her eyes glanced down to your fly before meeting yours again. "So you've dropped my course? The paperwork is done and sent?" she asked. You nodded cautiously, prompting her to grin widely. "Good". Then, it happened. She pulled you in by the collar of your shirt for a passionate kiss, her tongue sucking yours hungrily. She slowly settled on your lap, wrapping her arms around your neck. Shit. It really was happening. All those scenarios you imagined that you would make the first move… Turns out it was the other way around. As her nails were exploring your back and chest, your hands firmly grabbed her bare ass under the sweater dress. Her moans were stifled by your makeout session, but it was clear that she enjoyed that. In fact, she had to stop it because it was becoming too much for her. She had gotten up abruptly, reddish face and all. She muttered almost too low for you to hear, but you caught word for word - she was ready to go. She went to the side of her desk and plopping her head on it, she pulled her dress up to her cheat. You got up to get a better view of her and felt all of your urges come up. She was leaking, her inner thighs dripping of her fluids. It was tempting, but you didn’t want a quickie. You wanted to properly enjoy her, see what her spots were. You locked her wrists together with your hair ties, to which she responded well to. As you crouched down, you set the thong aside and slid your tongue in. A loud gasp escaped her mouth before she asked what you were doing. Well, attempted to. She managed to state that she doesn't enjoy oral sex… usually. She contained the moans best she could to not attract attention, but she was obviously enjoying this one instance. You decided to tease her about it and promptly stopped your tongue’s work. And you were glad you did, because the reaction was priceless - her attitude quickly changed. Similar to a petulant, pouting child. "I didn't tell you to stop" she said reluctantly. You couldn’t help but chuckle. You effortlessly flipped her over, her hands behind her. You took off your shirt and put it in her mouth, hoping to muffle some of the sounds. You licked clean her inner thighs before diving back into it. But this time, you used two of your fingers. Fast. Good thing you thought of that gag last minute, because she was driving you crazy with her voice, her words. She even called you papi, pushing you to the edge. She begged you to stop, repeatedly, because she was about to cum. And just like your fantasies, her thighs were wrapped around your head and squeezed hard, finishing into your mouth. She seemed disoriented, out of breath. Only now you would penetrate her. You got up on your feet, gently unlocking her legs. Her eyes latched onto as you stripped completely. Unzipping and pulling down your pants, you revealed to her your manhood proudly. It almost looked like she was drooling over it. Cute. Bet her ankles over your shoulders as you fuck her would be cuter. You gave her back the freedom of her hands while teasing her lower lips with your tip. You wanted to feel her scratches again. "How do you want it, baby?" "Do you have to ask? Deep." You complied with her request, pumping as hard and deep as you can. You both were relishing how her tight pussy moulded to your hardened cock. “God you feel amazing!”, you yelped.

[S/S] I could not help but be a very bad girl on Thanksgiving!!!!! The jizz is his!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We were dressed nicely and behaving as we sat at the huge table at my grandma's house. As we sat and had dessert, I rubbed my foot on my sister's a little because she was next to me. She whispered "You are giving me a boner." I think she believed that I would stop but it made me really HORNY!!!!! I felt like a festive-little-Thanksgiving-sex-monkey!!!! Very carefully, I felt her HARD boner over her skirt and played with it. She and I talked to some older relatives as I secretly played with her cute penis under the table! I know what she likes and soon she nutted in her panties!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I had to walk away to keep myself from giggling. I found Jeff talking to one of my uncles and I pulled him away and told him what I did! I pushed him around a corner into the room where all the coats were piled on a bed and started to play with his ginormous dong over his perfectly fitted jeans. I could see if anyone was walking toward us. A few minutes later, he was close to cumming in his jeans. He warned me not to make him cum in his jeans but I just kept playing with it. Then, really fast, he whipped it out and shot his load on my dress!!!!!!! I laughed and squealed and literally ran to the bathroom. I cleaned it off as best I could and went to my sister and put her hand on a damp spot on my dress. She looked confused and I whispered "The jizz is his!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I heart holidays!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

EMT Student meets firefighter (MF)

A bit of back ground first. I was swiping tinder one night and found my type. A firefighter, martial artist, and in the military. Every guy I met on tinder had one of those three. We started chatting. I was shocked to find out that he was in the fire academy in the same building as me for a month. Lol. I was working on my EMT at the time. Anyway I went to my first BJJ and Judo class. He was a black belt at the time so I told him all about it. He said come over and show me what you learned. We had been super flirty before this so I knew what was coming. He offered me a beer we hung out and chatted before I showed him how I learned to throw people in judo. He gave me some really constructive criticism which was great. When I told him what I learned in BJJ it got spicy. I showed him z guard. He said “what the fuck is z guard?” I got into position. I showed him the positioning and how to take him down. The second time I did it. He pinned me on my back so fast. My legs locked around his waist. It was so damn hot! I stared at him for a second grabbed him by the neck and kissed him. I immediately took his shirt off. He was incredibly attractive. Still making out and exploring each other’s bodies. He helped me to my knees (he was also) I took off my shirt and he took off my bra. Buried his face in my chest. We stood up and he led me to his bed while taking off our pants in the process. He was shocked I wasn’t wearing panties. I laid on the bed he kissed my lips, neck, chest, and kept going. He avoided my wet pussy and bit at my thigh a little. I wanted him so fucking bad! He looked up at me and said “I wanna taste you.” “Mmmm. Your mouth feels so good.” He wasn’t down there long. He took off his boxers and slid right in with a hard thrust. “Holy shit!. Give a girl a little warning.” He laughed and said “not a chance.” My hands are rubbing his beautiful abs while he’s thrusting. I’m bored in missionary. So I say “lay down. I wanna taste myself on you and go for a ride” I licked every drop of myself off his cock. Before a climbed on. Guided his cock in. I grind back and forth a bit made sure to take him completely. I loved when he moaned. I start bouncing on his cock his hands full with my tits. I lean over to kiss and tighten on him. I’m gonna cum soon. I lean into him a bit and start going faster I’m moaning I’m so close. I cum. He gives me a minute to recover. I lay on my back and he brings the one leg to the other. So I’m half on my side but still gets full tit. I’m screaming his name. He’s pounding me so fucking hard. “Cum for baby. I need it. Give it to me. That’s my cum baby.” He cums. We clean up. I take like an hour nap and head home. We do see each other again. Down to chat.

Desired [Spanking, facial, F22, M22]

He had driven days for his love. He appeared at her doorstep, hesitant at first. He stared at the door, wondering what would happen when he saw her. He finally knocks, not knowing if he had made the right decision. She opened the door, looking at him surprised for a moment. They embrace, and she eventually grabs his hard, work hardened hand and leads him to her room, locking back seductively as she does. He pushes her on the bed, and falls gently on top of her delicate body. She frantically tries to get his sweat stained shirt off as he kisses her. He went along her beautiful body, kissing every spot, and spending extra time on her scars. He reaches at her waist, and slowly pulls her panties down while kissing her soft thighs. She feels something she had never felt with her previous partners. She knew he was the one. He continued to kiss her body until he reached her soft pussy, and she trembled in excitement. He licked her soft until she was quivering, and her sweet nectar dripped from her pussy. She wanted to scream but he had wanted her to be quiet, or else he would punish her. However, the pleasure was too much and she screamed in ecstasy as she squirted her fluids all over her. He licked them up, moaning at the taste, and seductively said “I told you to be quiet.”. He pulled himself away from her. She was scared of him, but knew she could get him to stop by using her safe word. His rough hand grasped her thighs, and flipped her over face first onto the bed sheets. He spanked her, again and again, until she cried. He asked her "Are u gonna to scream again?" she shook her head. He then put himself on top of her. She continued to cry even while he was on top of her. He put his fingers in her mouth and let her suck them, as he stuck his long dick inside of her. He felt her tears on his big rough hands, he loved the feeling of her pain. He started thrusting, faster and faster till he was dripping in sweat. He was going so fast she almost bit down on her thumb. His balls slapped against her clit, so loudly that he almost couldn’t hear her scream in ecstasy. He felt his orgasm coming, and suddenly pulled out, and flipped her over before squirting his white liquid all over her face, slowly dripping down onto her hard nipples, and all over her chest. He pulled her close to him, and told her about how amazing that was, and they eventually went to sleep, cum still dripping from her face.

[F18] -Virgin- I got eaten out by another woman last night [FF]

This was the first time I’d ever received oral from anyone. So last night my friends wanted to hangout and my friend Kelly invited her other friend Maya. Maya was this super hot girl with an amazing toned body. I had never met her before but she seemed pretty cool. We all went to Kelly's house after getting food. When we got there, we were just hanging out talking about random stuff when Maya sat next to me on the couch. She started rubbing my leg while we talked. It felt really good so I let it happen. She kept complimenting my body saying she wishes she looked like me. That made me smile because I've always been a little insecure about my body. A little while later we ended up going out again, to a field to set off some fireworks my friend Lexi got from her cousin. Maya sat next me on the blanket I set up and put her hand on my thigh again as we watched them explode in the sky. She leaned over and whispered into my ear "I think you're sexy". I was shocked by what she said! I turned bright red and didn't know what to say, then she kissed my cheek. After that she kept touching my arm or leg every now and then. She would brush her fingers against mine while we talked. She also gave me these long looks. I got lost in her beautiful hazel eyes at one point and kissed her. She smiled at me and squeezed my thigh, telling me how beautiful I am. After the fireworks were done we went back to Kelly’s and everyone slowly started leaving. Maya asked if I wanted a ride home and I said sure. So we ended up driving back to her place. We entered through her side door which led to her kitchen and suddenly she pushed me against the wall and kissed me on the lips. Our tongues intertwined and our hands explored each other. Her soft breasts pressed into mine and our hard nipples rubbed against each other. She grabbed my ass and lifted me up onto the kitchen counter. She unbuttoned my shorts and reached inside, rubbing my clit. It felt great and I moaned softly. She kissed me again and then pulled away, looking deep into my eyes. "I want to make love to you tonight." she said. My heart skipped a beat and I nodded, not knowing what to say. I couldn't believe what was happening. She grabbed me and led me to her bedroom, pushing me onto the bed. She took off my shirt and bra then kissed down my stomach, taking my shorts and panties off. I spread my legs open and she licked and sucked my pussy, making me moan loudly. My head fell back and I closed my eyes. This is exactly what I wanted! She climbed on top of me and pushed me back on the bed. She kissed me passionately and held my arms above my head while she rubbed my clit and I raised my back, moaning louder. She moved her mouth down to my breast and sucked my nipple. I was getting close to cumming when she stopped and got up. She put her face between my legs again and kissed my inner thighs and then pushed a finger inside me. She fingered me and licked my pussy, teasing me with her tongue until I finally came. I screamed out loud and Maya lapped up all my juices. She continued licking me, sending shivers up my body. I moaned and raised my back, wanting more. She moved her fingers in and out of me while licking my clit. I grabbed her head and held it to me while I came. I moaned loud. She licked my pussy for a few more minutes before pulling her fingers out and kissing me. She laid down on the bed next to me and she kissed me as we cuddled for a bit. “You are amazing,” I told her. “Thanks,” she replied back. We stayed there for a bit and exchanged snaps and other social medias before she took me home.

[F] 18 yo asian - I masturbated at work for the first time :D

hi guys!! was debating on posting this because its super embarrassing but i already shared so much about myself..so i said **frick it HAHA** for context, i’ve grown up a strict asian household and my parents are quite religious, so even just masturbating at home was quite taboo- there are no locks in my room so i’d have to sneak to the shower to have a little fun. I never really got to explore myself sexually until my late teens but recently i've learnt a lot about myself through reddit and the people i’ve met online 🙂 Anyways, as the title suggests, **I recently masturbated at work for the first time!!** I’m a barista and so its constantly busy at work… but it gets tremendously boring when it's not busy. Therefore, in my down time I chat with people online hehe :P It was a particularly slow day and work and idk if it was from my hormones, or from chatting with redditors, but I was **SOOO horny that day**. Seriously, I could fuck a statue if someone offered HAHA. anywho, the idea itself (of being horny at work) turned myself on so much that my pussy was getting wet, till the point where i’d lowkey grind my clit against my panties…thats when I knew I had to do something. **So I went to the washroom and locked the door.** I started opening up my favourite naughty doujin (don’t judge me im a weeb lol), and just started playing with my clit. Before I even opened the doujin I was so freaking wet that there was almost no friction against my clit…so i started fingering myself..and it only took me a couple minutes before i had one of the **BEST ORGASMS** in my life (at least from solo play). i was dripping wet and had to sit for a little bit before getting back to work :PP There's something so sexy and hot about the thrill of potentially being caught taking sneaky pictures and masturbating at work. I could be caught by my coworkers or customers at anytime… and that makes it SO MUCH BETTER. (but yes, still scary hehe) **does anyone have stories to share about being naughty at work?? :P**

Sarah Opens Up [Ch. 1 Pt. 5] My wife finishes her wild first night as a BBC hotwife with a DP.

"Let's order room service boys. I've worked up an appetite, and I need some carbs to go along with the protein," Sarah suggested, smiling. "Sounds like a plan," I said. A couple hours later, we were still all nude enjoying the ocean view with satiated appetites. We were all having drinks while reminiscing about the last few days, and how much things had changed. We were laughing about the look on the waiter's face when he brought our dinners up and saw Sarah answer the door in the buff. Jax was easy to talk to and we all got along well. Nothing felt uncomfortable or forced. Jax returned to his kind persona that we both liked so much. He made Sarah laugh as he shared stories with us over dinner. We felt like a group of lifelong friends. I was laying back in the poolside hammock staring at my wife. My cock started to rise again as I thought about how far she had come. She saw me and bit her lip with that look in her eyes. "You know, I haven't fucked my own husband today," Sarah said. She got up and mounted me as I sat sideways in the hammock. I was pleasantly surprised that she felt as tight as she always had. She kissed me deeply as I pulled her into me. Her pussy left so warm and inviting. "Mmmm, thank you for bringing me here," she moaned as she bounced up and down. I reached down and grabbed her round cheeks massaging and spreading them as she rode my hard cock. We were lost in each other for several minutes. I completely forgot about Jax as he sat there silently on the edge of the pool. His cock was hard from the sight of my wife's ass bouncing on my cock. I reached down and spread her cheeks wide as an invitation to the giant black man. Her asshole was open and pulling him in. "Sarah, Jax needs you again." I told her. "Mmmm," she moaned as she remembered him there. She looked over her shoulders, biting her lip and stared at the hard object of so many recent orgasms. "Come here Jax, there's room for one more, she purred. Jax walked over and stood next to me with his huge cock at full mast. Sarah bit her lip again looking at Jax this time. They kissed right on top of me. I could hear their lips smacking and their tongues searching each other's mouths. Her pussy contracted around me as she grabbed his huge cock. She leaned to her left and engulfed his black cock. "Mmmm, I love this cock," she said before she went back down on him taking him all the way in. "I love watching your wife do this. No woman has ever been able to do what she's doing right now." Jax said honestly, watching her take his whole cock. His words encouraged her as she sped up her pace. "Glug, glug, glug," she sucked his cock. Jax reached back and started running his hands all over her soft body while she fucked me. Her passion increased as she was sandwiched between us. "Sarah, which Jax do you want right now? The Jax who is talking to you now, or the Jax from earlier?" he asked her. "I want the Jax who wants to fuck the shit out of me and make me his slut," she breathed. "SMACK! Alright whore, get back on my cock!" Jack yelled as he left a handprint on her round ass. "Oh fuck, yes! Take me my black master!" she cried as her pussy convulsed around me. She dove into his cock again, bobbing faster than before. Jax grabbed her hair, and he face fucked her right in front of my eyes. I could hear her passion being unleashed into his cock, and I could feel it run through her as she spasmed on my cock. Jax grabbed the coconut oil and poured it all over Sarah's ass. He rubbed it all over her cheeks and into her crack. His big finger inched into her ass as she bounced on my cock "Mmmm mm," Sarah moaned around Jax's cock as he was ramming his finger into her. "You like being opened up, Bitch?" "Oh fuck, yes! Fuck my ass with your finger!" she yelled. "Good, because Imma open this ass up to my big black cock! SMACK! "Mmmm hmmm mmmm!" she moaned as she came on me. Jax pulled out of her mouth, and Sarah looked up at him concerned. "There's no way that cock is going in by ass. My husband hasn't even been able to do that," Sarah said. Jax ignored her and moved into position as he admired the sight before him. Her ass was perfectly sculpted, and her pink asshole looked so inviting. He greased up his cock and rimmed her hole with it. "Mmmm, that feels good. Do you want to see him shove that big black cock in my ass, hun?" she purred at me? Jax slowly applied pressure against her entrance. He pushed into her about an inch as her pink hole was pushed in. "Steve, hold her down like this," Jax said as he pushed her torso down and arched her ass up to him. Her pink asshole finally gave way as the plum head of his cock entered her there for the first time. "Oh my God, oh my God you're too big! Take it out! It hurts!" Sarah cried. "Shhhh, just breathe. SMACK!" Jax said as he smacked her. Her body shook over me as she was stretched. I looked into her eyes and kissed her. Her breathing calmed down as our tongues danced, relaxing her enough for Jax to push forward more. "That's right, kiss your husband while I take your ass!" Jax told her. His words pushed her into my mouth deeper with her kiss. She was ablaze again. I could feel Jax's giant cock through the thin membrane between us as he squeezed it into her virgin passage. I pulled the back of her head into my kiss. Jax now had half of his cock inside her. He pulled back a bit and slowly pushed in. Now that her sphincter had accepted him, she started to overcome the pain. "Babe, he's starting to fuck my ass now," she breathed. "I know, I can feel him sliding in you," I replied. "Open this bitch"s ass for me, Steve. Reach back and spread this white ass," he told me. I reached back and grabbed Sarah's cheeks, spreading them for her black lover while he started on. He thrust further into her. He was now deeper than I was as his cock slid past mine in her other entrance. "Oh God, he's filling my ass!" Sarah groaned. He thrust forward now, leaving just a couple more inches. He waited a few seconds for Sarah to slow her breathing and moved forward again. I looked at the reflection in the slider and was in awe of the vision. My wife was sandwiched between the two of us writhing in pain and pleasure. Jax pushed the last of his cock into her, and as his giant balls slapped mine, Sarah groaned, "He's all the way in." Jax sat still for a bit to let her adjust, and then he pulled back a few inches before driving back into her. When he retreated the next time, he went further before slamming back in. He repeated this until he nearly pulled all the way out before he entered again. He picked up his pace, and Sarah was no longer in pain, and it started to feel good. "Yes Jax, take my white ass while I fuck my husband! It's yours now to fuck. Own my married white ass!" Sarah yelled as she came on me. Jax did not slow down, but sped up even more as he pile drove into her depths from above. I felt his cock ramming her through the tiny membrane between us as she rode her ass up to meet his thrusts. She was now fucking him as much as he was fucking her. My wife was insatiable. I felt Sarah being lifted, and then she was gone as Jax picked her up and carried her away. I got up and followed them as Jax sat back on the deck chair. He pulled Sarah toward him, while she faced me in reverse cowgirl position. Sarah smiled at me as she lowered herself, impaling her pink asshole with his huge black cock. Her legs were spread lewdly, and her labia were open, inviting me back to her. Jax reached around her squeezing her round tits as she turned her head, and her lips joined his. I could see her tongue darting into his mouth as she rose and fell on his black cock inside her with a loud, "SLAP, SLAP, SLAP!" She turned and looked at me with a look of bliss, asking, "You like watching your hotwife ass fucking her new boyfriend? I love fucking this big black cock and giving him things you haven't had yet. I know how much you liked watching him take me my pussy earlier, and now he owns your wife's ass too. Yes, yes, fuck me, Jax. Take my white ass in front of my husband!" she cried as she frantically rubbed her clit and squirted. Sarah called me to her as her convulsions slowed. I mounted her from above and we double penetrated her again. We got into a better rhythm with me above. Sarah adapted to his huge cock in her ass as she actively fucked and bucked against both of us. She kissed me again and pulled me into her. I slammed into her harder than I ever had before, holding nothing back. She did the same to both of us. As hard as we tried to fuck her, we realized she was mating us just as rigorously. Feeling her lust as our bodies all came together as one was too much for me to take. I pulled out my wife and brought my cock to her. She pulled me into her mouth and I unloaded into her as Jax continued to fuck her virgin ass. She looked so beautiful covered in sweat as she mated with her new black lover. Their bodies had now been connected in every way imaginable, and she wanted more as she writhed in rapture above him. She rubbed her clit as she sought release once again. "Oh fuck Jax! I'm coming again. Yes, yes, fuuuck!" Sarah cried as she came again. Her contractions tightened her sphincter on Jax, setting him off inside her. "Oh fuck!" Jax grunted. Sarah jumped off him, not wanting to waste his cum. Another blast shot out across his chest before she engulfed him into her throat. Jet after jet continued to shoot out of him as she savored all of it. She could feel his cock pulsating as his thick cum was launched into her hungry mouth and throat. She pulled back and opened her mouth as the last blast filled her mouth to the brim. She swirled the thick salty cum around her mouth before swallowing it. She kissed his cock affectionately as if thanking it for the pleasure it provided her. She then dove into Jax's chest to clean up the rest of his seed. Once she cleaned him off completely, she laid her head on his chest looking content. Jax's cock was laying on his stomach in front of her. She gazed at it appreciatively and then looked up at me and smiled. "Thank you Steve," she said as she kissed the head of his cock once more. Sarah rose up and walked to the shower, saying, "Come on boys, we all need a shower." We all took turns lathering up. Sarah ran her hands over every inch of Jax making sure he was thoroughly cleaned, before doing the same with me. We both caressed Sarah lovingly as we thoroughly cleaned her voluptuous toned body. We rinsed and toweled off and sat down on our patio as the sun was setting. "Jax, spend the night in our bed," Sarah surprised me, "I want to sleep holding both of my lovers tonight. I don't want this day to end." "Are you okay with it?" Jax asked me. "Jax, I have never seen my wife this happy. You have helped reaffirm what I have been telling her for years. If she wants you to sleep in our bed, then yes, I'm good with it," I replied. "In that case, I'd be honored," Jax said. "So what do you have planned for the rest of the week?" Jax asked. "Nothing, which was our whole intent of this vacation. No plans, just see where the chips fall, and be spontaneous," I replied. "What are yours?" I asked. "Two of my good friends are arriving tomorrow. I'd like you to meet them," Jax replied. "Sounds good to me," I replied. As we turned in for the night, Sarah kissed us both and slept between us. Sometime in the night, I woke up to the sound of lips smacking. I looked over to see my naked wife laying on top of Jax, kissing him affectionately. "Thank you Jax for pushing me to open myself up to you. My husband told me that I was holding myself back, and I never believed him until I met you. I don't want to inhibit myself anymore. And right now I want to make love to you," she whispered, as she dove back into a deep tongue kiss. I tried not to stir so they would act naturally. "You are a lucky woman to have a husband like Steve, who supports you for who you are. And I feel like a lucky man to have met you both," Jax whispered as he pulled her up on him in a straddle position. Sarah wiggled her hips and began gyrating on him. I heard her gasp and try to stifle a moan as she penetrated herself with him. She slowly pushed more and more of his huge cock into her as she whispered, "I love your cock. It's so different from my husband's. So much bigger... and black. Ohh!" "Your pussy feels so good on my cock. It feels like a vice around me. When you come on me, it feels like you are milking the cum right out of me," he whispered. "Give it to me then. I want more of your cum in my tight white pussy," Sarah whispered. She bottomed out and they kissed again. They were not fucking this time, they were making love. She slowly raised herself up, and then brought herself down while grinding front to back. Jax reached up and caressed her body affectionately, stroking her neck, shoulders, breasts, back and ass. He wanted to touch all of her, and she was doing the same to him with her hands. She explored every inch of him, every muscle, every hair, and every curve on him. She felt herself getting close to an organism already so she sped up her pace. She knew I would want her to bring herself pleasure so she was no longer worried about waking me. I could hear how wet she was as their bodies connected. "SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP," their bodies connected. Sarah looked over at me to see if I was awake. She saw me watching her, and their love making had pulled the sheets off my throbbing cock leaving me exposed to her gaze. When she realized the effect she was having on the both of us, she came immediately. "Oh yes, make love to me Jax, I'm coming!" Sarah moaned. "Come here, love. I want you both to make love to me." She leaned over and took my cock in her mouth. After a few minutes, she pulled off my cock again, and she told me, "I want to take both of you again. Get behind me." I grabbed the coconut oil off the table next to the bed, and lubed my cock before getting into position. I looked down at her ass and took in the sight. It was a surreal feeling seeing my wife's perfect round ass with a huge black cock impaled in her pink pussy. She held herself still with half of Jax's cock inside her as I slowly sunk in. Her sphincter was so right around me as I pushed myself in, I found it hard to believe Jax was able to get inside her. I bottomed out inside her, then as I pulled back Jax pushed himself in. We alternated this way over and over again, listening to my wife purr between us. "Oh God, I love your cocks. Make love to me. I love you both. Oh yeah," she cried loudly as she came again. Jax and I both bottomed out inside her at the same time. We held her still as Jax kissed her through her orgasm. When her shuddering stopped, she pulled off her kiss with Jax and turned to kiss me. "I love you, Steve. Thank you," she said as a tear ran down her cheek. She then bucked her hips forward and brought them back quickly, fucking both cocks inside her. She made her own pace on both of us, trying to please us as we had just satisfied her. She bucked wildly against us, and I felt myself getting close from the stimulation her movements were causing. "I want your cum. Come in me, come in me, both of you! Fill me with your seed!" She moaned as she began squirting between her two lovers. "I'm coming, babe. Oh God, ah!" I yelled as I unloaded into her ass. Jax simultaneously spouted inside her until she was brimming with his thick cum. The remaining fluids gathered at their connected groins. I kissed her again as we all trembled in satisfaction. I fell out of her, and she pulled me to her. She saw my white fluid coating the cock that had just been in her ass. She did not hesitate as she buried it in her mouth, sucking the seed off of me. She reluctantly pulled Jax's cock out of her and looked down at his groin. She saw the huge pool of cum at his base, and like a moth to the flame, she impaled her throat on him to get his seed into her belly. "Hun, does this disgust you what I am doing?" Sarah asked as she began tonguing the cum at the base of his cock. "Oh God, no. It's sensual as fuck watching you do it after all these years," I said honestly. "Good, because I love the taste of cum now, and I can't get enough. Slurp, gulp!" she said as she slurped it up and followed the trail below his balls. "And you know what they say, "Once you go black"..."

Having Sex While GF Answers the Phone [MF]

So if you've read some of my previous stories, you'll know that my gf (now ex) is a from a conservative Indian family. Therefore, having sex is before marriage is a big no-no, let alone talking to them while she's having sex. This happened on two occasions. 1 - We went out one day for some afternoon drinks and she got a little tipsy which lead to her getting really horny. Before we even left the restaurant she was telling me that she wanted to take me to the backseat of my car and ride me. She was rubbing her foot along my crotch as I was paying the bill. We drove to and underground parking garage and on the whole ride I had my cock out and she was stroking it and getting it ready for her. As soon as we parked, we jumped into the back and got into it. As she was riding me she got a phone call from her mom, which she had to answer, and hopped off of me to pick up. However she spread her legs and shot me a look, so I went down and put my mouth on her pussy. Sticking my tongue in and out of her and sucking her clit into my mouth. She had a full conversation about when she was coming home, what she did today (they didn't know about me) and what she wanted to eat when she got home. She was trying so hard not to moan and was digging get nails into me to stop from screaming. As soon as she hung up she screamed so loud and had an explosive orgasm. She needed a minute before continuing to get fucked. 2 - Another night while having car sex again, I had her bent over my center console and I was pounding her from behind. She got a phone call from her guy best friend and let it keep ringing but I told her to answer it. She decided to put it on speaker phone and I continued to fuck her from behind. The two of them were having a conversation about a birthday party that they were planning and between every response she gave she had to bite down on her hand to keep herself from moaning. Her responses kept getting shorter and shorter because her voice was getting shaky. It turned me on so much that I got so close to cumming and I grabbed onto her ass so hard that she turned around and knew exactly what was about to happen. I came inside of her while she was still on the phone! After I stopped pumping my load inside of her, she told her friend that she had to go and she'd talk to him later. I love an "innocent" girl ;).

[FM] I (27M) creampied a petite (31F) Japanese woman at Mount Everest Base Camp after having not masturbated in almost a month

This story recounts one of the most intense sexual experiences I've ever had. In Spring of 2019, I went traveling around the world for over 3 months after I suddenly found myself both divorced and unemployed. Let's just say that I no longer loved the woman I was married to (we married quickly to get her a green card) and my sales job at Tesla no longer loved me (Elon loves layoffs). At the start of the year, I found myself with a decent amount of cash savings and living in a renovated shed in my best friend's backyard in Austin TX for only $400 a month. It was a perfect time to buy a one way ticket someplace far away and not return to the "American dream" until I was ready. I decided I wanted to go to Nepal and hike the Everest Base Camp Trail. Through all of this life stress, I had developed a pretty unhealthy masturbation addiction to where when I fucked a rebound shortly after the divorce finalized, I didn't feel anything and couldn't cum. A few weeks before my plane ticket to that region of the world, I decided to try No-Fap and figured that traveling to the other side of the world (literally a 12 timezone difference) would engage me enough to make it easier to resist the temptation to blow a load. In turn, this would fix my addiction and make sex feel great again. I was right for the most part. Some, sleepless horny nights but adjusting to a new culture and climate was definitely distracting. I'll skip the part about my travels through India and Kathmandu (the capital of Nepal) as nothing sexy happened there (but it was fun). After I got on the trail, took me about 9 days of grueling hiking to go the 40 miles and up 13,000 ft from the closest airport to Everest  all the way to base camp. Around day 8, I had reached around 16,000 ft in Elevation and started to get signs of altitude sickness. I was making good time and progress traveling from village to village, going higher and deeper into the mountains every day. I decided to take an unplanned rest day since I was so exhausted and just focused on hydrating in my cabin room and reading my kindle. Eventually I got hungry and decided to go to the "World's highest elevation Bakery" to get a nice hot meal. There, I met a 31 year old petite Japanese woman, who we will call Sakura in this story. Sakura was traveling mostly alone like me but had hired a guide and someone to carry her pack, but those two kept their distances. I thought she was way out of my league at first since she had a sexy face, looked way younger than 31, and had a petite body underneath the various layers of warm clothes she was wearing in the Cafe. I sat down next to her in the crowded cafe, ordered food, and ended up talking to her for about 6 hours straight. We really got to know each other's backstories, our passions. She too was on a long travel vacation only she was a year into her journey while I was only weeks (I took it that her family was wealthy and that's why this was almost a lifestyle for her). I told her about my divorce and how I was between jobs (I did not mention the dick healing part). The sun was starting to set and we were getting tired but neither of us really seemed to want to separate from each other. I had some movies downloaded on my phone and asked her if she wanted to come back to my room to watch something. She said yes and so we went back to my cabin room, which had two small single beds in it. We ended up laying on our backs next to each other on thee same bed, shoulders touching while I held the phone up and we watched the animated Miles Morales Spiderman movie. At some point, she leaned her head into my shoulder and we just started full on cuddling. I turned sideways, wrapped my leg over hers and pulled her into me. We ended up falling asleep cuddling super close. We didn't kiss and it was only cuddles the first night since I wasn't really sure where this was going and the altitude (18,000 ft) put both of us into sort of a dreamlike state. We woke up the next morning and decided to travel the rest of the trip up and down with each other. We made it to base camp the next day, spent some time hanging out near some cool glaciers, and then returned to the closest village about a few hours walk from base camp where we would spend one more night before starting our hike back down. After an exhausting day, we both slipped back into the tiny bed together in our own cabin. Only this time, there was definitely more electricity. While cuddling, we started really hold each other close and started to sensually rub each other's arms and back. At first, it was just to warm up since the cabin wasn't heated and it was maybe 25 degrees F inside. We were both sleeping fully clothed with our jackets on underneath several layers of thick blankets. But eventually I started to gently kiss her cheek and then all over her face. She seemed to love it so I started giving her sweet kisses up and down the side of her neck. Eventually, my lips met hers and are tongues started to swirl around each other with insane intensity. I started to run my hands all over her body but I'll be honest, I didn't feel much since we both had on so many layers. Eventually I was laying on top of her, between her two legs which were wrapped around my waist while we were kissing in a very animalistic way. Up until this point in my life, I had never been hornier since I had always wanted to fuck a Japanese girl and I hadn't blown a load in almost 30 days. I will say, the situation was a little awkward due to the cold temperature in the room and us wearing so many clothes. While laying over her, I managed to drop my pants and pull out my cock. I grabbed her hand and put it over it and she proceeded to rub it gently while we made out furiously. Now normally, I almost always go down on a girl as a show of good faith (and I like making out with pussy) but given that neither of us had showered in over a week while going on strenuous hikes and certainly sweating under all of our layers, oral was out of the question. Me even touching her pussy would have been a hygienic issue without cleaning my hands. I asked her if she wanted to have sex. She thought for a few seconds, then nodded her head. She got up and made a quick run to the restroom to, what I guess, would be cleaning herself up a little, maybe getting some wet wipe action down there. I pulled out some Dude-Wipes myself and gave my cock and armpits some much needed cleaning. When she came back in, the room was pitch black. I heard her come near the bed and heard the sound of her dropping her pants and what I presumed to be her underwear as well. I took mine off too and threw them across the room on top of the other bed. We took off our down jackets but we both still had on multiple sweatshirts when she got under the covers with me and I resumed my position being on top of her, between her legs. I went back to being flaccid while we were cleaning ourselves but as soon as my soft cock felt some of her short pokey pubes, I immedietely started getting hard. I started kissing her passionately while her hands ran down my back and started squeezing my bare ass. I wasn't thrusting but eventually I felt something warm and wet brush up against the head of my cock. That's when a thought occurred to me: "Oh shit, condom!" I had one but it was all the way across the room and it would be such a turnoff to have to get up and grab it. I asked her "Do want me to grab a condom?" She gave me a deep kiss and then ran her tongue in a circle over both of my lips and said "Your choice". My heart was beating insanely fast right then. I was so turned on and knew my balls were aching from having gone so long without inactivity. Plus, I was also exhausted from all the hiking and being at 18,000ft in elevation definitely caused me to not think straight. I just continued kissing her. Eventually, she started to hump at me from the bottom. I started gently thrusting forward and could feel my cock rubbing up and down along her wet pussy. Eventually she turned her hips up in a certain way and my cock head got caught in the mouth of her vagina. I started to slowly go in. I kid you not, it felt very much like losing my virginity again. My cock was so sensitive that I thought I might blow my load before I was even 75% half way into her pussy. Her warm walls were sooooo tight against my cock that I was in a state of bliss that I had never once experienced with my ex-wife After a few more gentle thrusts, I got about 90% of the way in when my cock gently hit her cervix at the back of her tunnel. She luckily wasn't in pain from it. I'm not the longest guy but I have been told that I'm girthier than average. Her pussy was so tight because she was so tiny, I later confirmed that she only weighed 95 pounds (and was about 5'5 tall while I'm 6'1). I started to push against the back of her pussy gently and there was some give that allowed me to get the last 10% of the way in. While being fully inside of her, I could feel the back of her pussy clamping onto my cockhead in a way that I never felt with my ex. Maybe I would have been sensitive to any raw pussy after having not cummed in almost a month but I truly believe that this one was the tightest it could comfortably be for both of us. Another thought suddenly occurred: "Oh shit, where should I cum?" I asked her and after a few more moments of her exploring the inside of my mouth with her tongue, she said "Inside me". That turned me on even more and my adrenaline was going insane at this point. I started to pick up the speed at which I was pounding her cervix. I still wasn't going fast anymore but I wasn't exactly being gentle either as I was pounding away at her tight pussy. Another thought occurred "Oh shit, what about pregnancy?!" I stopped thrusting and asked her if she was on birth control. She stopped kissing me and said that she was on the pill. My mind was like a caveman at this point and so I stupidly said "If I were to still accidentally get you pregnant, you wouldn't want to keep the baby, right?" She gave me a sloppy kiss again and I could feel her lips start to smile as I ran my tongue against her upper teeth. "Of course not". At that moment, that was all I needed. This was stupid and risky going raw on a girl I had just met earlier that day and obliging to her request to fill hee up. I went back to thrusting all the way in and pushing my cock deeper and deeper into her womb. I couldn't believe I was going to get to shoot my seed into this gorgeous woman. It was a pretty stupid decision but at the time, it felt like the most right thing in the world. I had no desire to actually impregnate her but the thought of blasting rope after rope against her cervix, and imagining my little swimmers making their way deep into her tight, flat tummy sent me over the edge. My orgasm was not at all usual. I usually feel this rising motion in my balls over 3-5 seconds as the climax ramps up to its peak right before I begin ejaculating. This time, it felt like it took 2 minutes for my seed to work its way from my balls up through my shaft, with the intensity of the climax climbing to higher and higher levels than I had ever felt. I feel like a combination of the semen tubes not having been utilized in a while combined with the extraordinary amount of sperm had saved inside of me made it to where it was almost unbearable and I can only imagine my face looked extremely contorted with pain as I held my moans as to not disturb our neighbors through the incredibly thin walls (which they all probably heard us anyway). Eventually with the force of a thousand suns and what felt like fire traveling through my cock (but in a good, angelic way), I super nova-ed into her pussy. My cock had swelled up bigger than it had been before and I could feel the back of her vagina canal strain back against my cock head as I tried to shove every millimeter of my cock deep inside her as I began pouring seed out. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked over over me, as if I were on a raft and huge ocean swells were lifting me up into the air and down. After what felt like a gallon of fluid shot out of me and into her body, I returned to consciousness, my cock still balls deep inside of her, both of us sweating a ton despite being in a freezing room. She pulled a wet wipe from underneath her pillow and immedietely covered her pussy as soon as I slowly pulled out of her. I made room for her to get out of bed and stand up. She squatted a little, as if trying to push my seed out. "Wow, that was a lot! I need to go pee immedietely so that I don't get a UTI". She left and came back a few minutes later and got under the covers with me. I realized that she hasn't finished herself so I pulled out some hand sanitizer, cleaned my fingers, and then proceeded to rub her clit and make out with her until she came. She wasn't able to cum from penetration alone and required clit stimulation. After she came, I dove into her again and filled her up again (the second load was definitely less big). We continued traveling around Nepal again for another month. In the 27 days we spent together, I cummed deep inside her between 60-70 times. It was often a wake up and goodnight ritual. One day, we were tired of all the hiking around and adventuring and just decided to chill for the whole day in a nice airbnb in some city near the jungle areas. We fucked 7 times that day. Even though the last 4 orgasms I was basically shooting blanks since my balls were empty, I still felt insane pleasure. I started getting into the habit of making her cum first with either my tongue or fingers before I'd dive deeply into her. I wanted to potentially pursue a relationship with her and keep traveling with her. But she turned me down. Looking back on it, our cultural differences were too great and neither one of us could imagine leaving our own respective counties to go live in the other. I was, afterall, "a messy American". I certainly left a mess inside her for a month. At any point in time during that month, she had hundreds of millions of my swimmers deep inside of her, searching for an egg that would never be there due to birth control. I cherish those memories to this day. I insanely enjoy sex with my latina wife right now because we have figured out how to have a mutual orgasm at the same time. Nothing is better than shooting a load into a cervix while vaginal walls are constantly contracting around your shaft. But there was something unique about being with and inside of Sakura, especially the first time I finished in her. I'm almost never going to be able to go more than a week without fucking my wife (usually because of a business trip) so I'll always fondly look back on those memories of cumming inside Sakura after a month of withholding my seed. I guess the next time I can look forward to a time like this will be the 6 week waiting period to have sex after my wife gives birth to our future child. That'll be fun.

The Dream Weekend - Chapter 1

A story of my dream weekend on vacation with my husband. I've used the names Cody and May for my husband and I. Chapter 1 I pull a small mirror out of my purse to check how I look for the hundredth time. I brush my wavy hair away from my face carefully making sure to not ruin the perfect curls. I smile at the mirror one last time before putting the mirror away, feeling incredibly sexy as my lips curve into a naughty smile laced with desire. It's 2 minutes to 7 pm. Knowing how punctual Cody is, and ofcourse how excited he has been for this, and lastly just how fucking horny he already is, he will definitely be on time. I look down at my dress, this was both of ours first pick, its compliments my curves, shows the perfect amount of cleavage and makes me look sexy and hot. A waitress walks to me with a drink and a note, "It's from the gentleman on that table." She says as she points to my husband who's giving me a sexy smirk, looking hot as fuck in a solid black button down shirt. I catch myself biting my lip, I quickly compose myself and give my sexiest smile possible and look away to the drink. I know my man loves to be challenged. I take a sip from the drink he sent and look at the note, it says "Enjoy the drink." I look back to him and mouth a thank you. He smiles back and I fucking melt again. He walks to where I am sitting and says, "Hi, I'm Cody." "Hi, you can call me May". I say making an eye contact. "Did you like the drink?" "I did, impressive choice I must say." I say taking another sip. "Uh what can I say, I am good at reading people." I raise my eyebrows, "Really?" I ask acting surprised, one step away from breaking character and smiling or laughing. Yeah, I'm confident I can take a guess about you and it'll be pretty accurate." "Okay Sherlock. Let's do this then." I say genuinely impressed by how good he's at this. "I'll start with a guess rather than actually reading you." He says, then pauses to look at me, smirks and says "You're insanely turned on by me. That's just a guess. You tell me if I'm right." I bite my lower lip as him saying that only turned me on more. Hell yeah I am. Fuck I love when he's cocky. Almost as if he was reading me, he continues, "I am pretty sure you're wet right now. And that is not a guess." He says his words dripping with confidence that's only turning me on more and more each time. I look into his eyes and say "I'm not. You're wrong." with a smirk as I brush the hair on my left shoulder behind, putting my cleavage on display. He has to say admit he's turned by me before he makes me do so. "I think it's the other way round". I say slowly blinking my eyes as I chug my drink in one go. I order another for myself. I need to let myself loose to be able to pull this off. He raises his eyebrows and makes an 'I'm impressed' face. I smile knowingly. "So you mean you think that I am wet?" He asks acting genuinely curious. I can't help it but break into laughter. Damn he's good. We keep drinking, flirting and laughing and before we know we are sitting extremely close to each other, definitely not where we were before. His hand is around my waist. My hands roaming on his face, tracing his lips. I take a moment to look at the sexy face that belongs to the man who's mine. I fucking love him so much. "You have really great eyelashes, I wish mine were naturally like that." I joked as I laughed harder. I could see him holding back, but he pulls me closer by my waist enough to feel him hard and my face inches away from his. "What were you saying?" He asks knowing he's in control. "You turn me on." I say staring into his eyes with a hint of submission. He smirks showing satisfaction. "Let's go." He says holding my hand as he leads us to the elevator.

My New Swimming Pool [M35/F64] [Mature] [Pussy Licking] [Vanilla]

During the last winter I came up with an awesome idea: I am going to build a swimming pool in my backyard. For my children when they are with me during the weekends – yes I am a divorced father – and for the whole neighborhood during week days. Especially for those hot stay at home moms that were around. During the days their kids would be out in school, their husbands would be at work and they could come over and chill in my backyard, next to my my private swimming pool. Looking good while doing so. Bringing some excitement into my home office days. Luckily I have the money to afford such a project. So I went down to town hall, I filled out a shitload of paperwork, I hired someone to plan it, I hired a contractor to actually built it and then I spread the message. Luckily everything went according to plan. I had my pool before summer really kicked off. My children, they were nothing but excited about it since the day I told them about my plans. They now loved to visit me even more. Thirty five year old me loved hanging out at the pool. It was totally worth the investment. But one thing wasn’t working out as planned: Despite me spreading the message in the neighborhood, no women showed up to sunbath beside my pool. No women, because one woman showed up. She was living just a few houses down the road. She was sixty four years old and her husband was gone for good. He passed away a few years ago. He was much older than her, he died because of old age. One day, out of the blue she just knocked at my door. She was wearing a summer dress over her bikini, a bag with towels and other stuff were hanging from one of her shoulders. She was wearing some sunglasses and a straw hat. With a huge smile on her face she asked me one question: “Is it okay when I use your pool?” Inner me shrugged his shoulders. Then I nodded with my head while thinking something like better than nothing. Then I guided her into my backyard, I showed her around, told her that the backdoor was open when she needed to use the bathroom, showed her the bathroom, then I left her alone. I excused myself, because I had to go back to work. Doing some well paid IT stuff. I got a lot of work done on that day. But I must admit, I checked her out from time to time. It had something having a woman laying in my backyard while I was working. No matter how old she was. And I must admit, she had some curves to show off. Her looks more than just grew on me during that day. But that was all that happened on day one. A couple of hours later, she meanwhile went for a swim, yes I had a counter current system installed, and I showed her how to operate it, she knocked at my window and waved me goodbye. I waved back. On the next day it was even hotter. It was a Tuesday if I remember right. She showed up again. Again wearing a summer dress, some sunglasses and a straw hat. She again asked me if she could hang out in my backyard. I told her yes, and she went into my backyard. No, she wasn’t walking around my house, she just walked straight through it. Shaking her ass while doing so. And yes, I was looking after her. Once she was out through the back door, I closed the front door and went back into my office. To get some work done. While occasionally looking out of the window. To see if she is dong well. And to check her out. During lunch time I went out to the pool. I politely asked her if the place next to her was taken. She shook her head and I sat down. I dove into the shadow of the huge parasol I had placed on the deck. Then I asked her if she wanted some of my lunch. She declined, she had brought her own. We had lunch together. We talked about the weather, the summer and our neighbors – As soon as we talked about our neighbors we lowered our voices. You never know who is sitting on the opposite side of the to tall to see over it fence. She knew a lot. Lots of chit chat. Lots of dirty secrets. So did I. We were talking for more than an hour but we had only exchanged a fraction of our knowledge. We really enjoyed our time together. Yes, I was checking her out. And she was checking me out while we were talking. There clearly was something building up between the two of us. But I had to go back to work. I wanted to keep on chatting with her, I wanted to keep on staring at her boobs, but there was a really tight deadline sitting in my back. And I had to pay for my pool, for the house and a lot of child support. Loosing it all to hang out with my neighbor, no matter how hot she was, was no option at all. She left in the middle of the afternoon. Again, she knocked at my window. But this time she kissed me goodbye: She kissed her hand and sent the kiss off to me. I did the same with her. After she was gone I worked until late in the night. I finished my project and sent it off. I got rid of the annoying deadline. They next day I would have more time to talk with my neighbor. Assuming that she would show up again. And yes, the next day she showed up again. We had the same ritual going on like on the day before. She walked past me, she shook her damn hot ass for me, then she went to the pool. I went back into my office and watched her getting out of her dress. And damn you, it hit me hard, it made me hard, she was wearing no top. She exposed her boobs for me. I was lost. It didn’t took long and I was out, sitting next to her, desperately trying to hide my boner. She noticed what was going on. With a huge smile on her face she said only one thing: “That was fast. I should have done that yesterday.” I had nothing to add. I just kept staring at her boobs. I was gone. Horny was in full swing. I wanted her. Again, she saw what was going on. She kept on talking: “If you want to suck on them go, I am not getting younger over here.” Moments later I was sucking on her nipples. I was squeezing her boobs. While laying next to my pool in my backyard. Totally in sight of some of the neighboring houses. At least when you were standing behind the right window of the upper floors. And to be honest, I didn’t gave a shit about it. It didn’t took her long to encourage me to work my way South. She made me pull down her bikini bottom, then she opened up her legs for me. She gave me a perfect view on her tasty looking pussy. Seconds later my tongue was on her pussy. Then my tongue was inside her pussy. She began to moan out loud. She clearly wasn’t giving a damn about the fact that our neighbors might listen in on us. And that was nothing but a hug turn on for me. After more than just a couple of minutes of enjoying eating out her tasty pussy it was time to bring some of my fingers in the game. At first one, than two, then three of my fingers went inside her pussy. While my tongue was playing with her clit. It made her moaning even louder, and even more intense. More and more tension was building up. Her hands were going through my hair. Then her hands grabbed my hair. She was close. Then her legs began to squeeze my head. She was even closer now. I gave her a few more thrusts. Some very loud and very intense moaning escaped her throat. Then it all stopped. She had an orgasm. My sixty four year old neighbor came next to my pool. While probably half of our neighbors were either watching or listening in. I was nothing but turned on. I wanted to fuck her. I was more than just needy, more than just horny. I pulled out my finger in a very gentle way. I went back up. I looked her in the eyes. She saw what was going on in me. She told me to kiss her. I kissed her with passion. She pulled down my shorts while we were kissing. She pulled down my boxers. She set my rock hard boner free. She even jerked me off a little bit. Then she stopped kissing me. She looked me in the eyes: “Fuck me.” Not even thirty seconds later she was pouring some lube on my dick. She had brought it with her. She clearly came prepared. Then she lubed up her pussy. Then kissing set in again. And then I slid my dick inside her pussy. Fuck, her pussy wrapping herself around my raging boner felt nothing but good. I went in gentle. I took my time. I enjoyed every second of it. Moaning escaped my throat. I gave her one gentle trust after the other. Again, more and more tension was building up. It didn’t took long and our moaning was filling the air. Our moaning was polluting the neighborhood. Fuck, it felt so damn good. She asked me to go harder. To fuck her as deep as I could. I did what she told me to do. We still shared some kisses. But I lost it. Only one thing was counting: My dick sliding in and out of her pussy. Fuck. One more thrust. Another one. Her hands were grabbing my T-shirt. The next slow, hard and deep thrust. Fuck I was close. And then the next one. We both were elsewhere. We lost traction of everything. All that was counting was the feeling of a dick sliding in and out of a pussy. It felt nothing but awesome. An orgasm was building up inside me. Her legs were wrapping themselves around my back. Her hands were grabbing the skin on my back. Through my T-Shirt. She was close too. And the next thrust. And another one. Fuck yeah. And then, one more damn fucking thrust. My balls unloaded themselves inside her. It came so fucking good. Her trembling legs fell of my back. Her hands fell off my back. She came with me. Tension left our bodies. I more or less collapsed onto her. Two sweat covered bodies were chilling next to my pool in my backyard. Totally relaxed. Freshly fucked. With my dick still inside her pussy. What an intense, what an awesome fuck. When we both were ourselves again, when we were back in our bodies I climbed off her. We looked each other in the eyes. We smiled at each other. Both with a more than satisfied expression on our faces: What an awesome fuck. We didn’t talk that much afterwards. We both got dressed again, she put on her bikini bottom, I put my boxers and my pants back, then we relaxed next to each other. Each one of us on their own sun lounger. But our hands were touching all the time. We both wanted to be next to each other. About an hour later she got up. She put on her dress, grabbed her stuff and she excused herself. She had to leave. She had an appointment with her daughter. At least she told me something like that. We shared a gentle kiss, then she left. I looked after her while she walked towards the back door of my house. It didn’t took long and I was on my legs. I ran after her to formally let her out of my house. And maybe to spend a little bit more time with her. Checking her out. Sharing another kiss with her. And I got another kiss. The moment let her out of my front door. We told each other goodbye. We told each other that we would see us again.

Working in Real Estate part 9

The third day of our St. George trip once again started out with our little group having breakfast together. The girls were talking about their day and what they had planned, what talks they wanted to go to, etc. I was enjoying my breakfast when Kayli said, "by the way, Danny, we've agreed that today will be your day off. We know we've worked you hard the last couple of days, and think you deserve a day to rest." I laughed and said, "if the last couple of days have been hard work, sign me up for more. Keep them coming." Tara said, "trust us, we will. But, you still should take the day off. As great as it is, we don't want to wear you out or kill you this week." "So, no sex today?" I asked, just to clarify, to which Kayli said I was correct. I spent the rest of the day wandering around St. George, actually wishing I was with the girls. That night, we enjoyed a dinner together, and as it ended, I asked, "so, who am I spending the night with tonight?" Kayli looked at me and said, "you'll be sleeping in my room, and I'll be with Tara. We thought about it, and none of us thought we could resist you if we were alone in the same room." I asked back, "what if I get lonely and go to Jennifer's room?" Jennifer answered back, "we thought about that too. If you come to my room, you won't get the surprise we have for you tomorrow night." Tara continued, "remember when I said we each picked a special idea for you? Tomorrow is mine and I would be disappointed if we didn't get to do it." I said, "fine, got it. No sneaking around tonight." The next morning, I woke up alone for the first time that week. I woke up to a couple messages on my phone from the girls trying to wake me, and going to breakfast without me. I quickly texted an apology, asking where they were at and got myself ready for the day. After eating some food, I found Jennifer in the conference hall, and asked where she was going. She said, "I need to go to this talk, but I'm not too excited for it." I told her, "maybe I'll join and keep you entertained." She said OK and I followed the five foot tall, blonde with short hair, fit girl, dressed in business slacks and a white blouse, into a conference room, where I convinced Jennifer to sit in the back, away from everybody else, which prompted a devilish smile from her. Halfway through the talk, when I could tell that Jennifer was starting to get bored, I slide my hand under the table, onto Jennifer's tight, gently rubbing it. I leaned over to her and whispered, "do you know how hard it was not to sneak into your room last night?" She tried to shush me, but I continued, "the thought of bending you over, slamming into your tight pussy, over and over, making you moan." Jennifer gulped down as she spread her legs under the table, my hand beginning to rub her groin. "I wanted to make you scream, so Kayli and Tara could hear you. Maybe even get them to join us." Jennifer moved in her chair, giving me access to unbutton her slacks, as I slipped my hand inside them, feeling the warmth coming from her pussy. Jennifer leaned over and said, "you have no idea how bad I wanted you last night. I know it would have ruined tonight's surprise, but it would have been worth it for me." I slipped a finger inside her panties as I said, "since I couldn't make you cum last night, guess I'll have to do it now. Hope you can stay quiet." Feeling Jennifer start to get wet, I rubbed my finger up and down her pussy lips until she was wet enough for me to slip inside her. Watching her face turn red as I slide my finger in and out of her, I leaned in again to say, "just imagine this was my cock last night, stretching you out, making you moan." Jennifer let out a low, "Oh God," causing a couple people in front of her to turn around. I pulled my finger out of her pussy, rubbing her clit instead, taking it in my fingers and making little circle motion around it, before going back to sliding my finger in and out of her pussy. Seeing sweat start to drip from her forehead, her breathing getting quicker, I went back to rubbing her clit, more furiously this time, until Jennifer clamped her legs shut, her hand joining mine under the table, pressing me into her, her head laying down on my shoulder, as she stifled her moans, an orgasm coursing through her body, her juices flowing out, soaking my hand and her panties. When the talk ended a few minutes later, me and Jennifer quickly left the room, running into Kayli and Tara on the outside. Seeing Jennifer's flushed looked, Kayli said, "did Danny just make you cum?" Jennifer shook her head yes and Kayli said, "Jennifer! We agreed no orgasms until tonight!" Jennifer replied back, "you try to tell Danny to stop when you've been craving him all night, he starts to touch your leg, and talk dirty to you. Now, excuse me, I got to go change." I asked what was going on that night, but was just told to be patient. That night was the end of conference dinner and we were all told to dress as nice as possible. I got ready by myself in Kayli's room, while the girls helped each other get ready in Jennifer's room. After waiting for them for over an hour, Kayli texted me that they were on their way to her room, but I had to close my eyes when they came in. Hearing them at the door, I sat on the bed in my suit and tie, and closed my eyes as I heard them enter. Giggling and whispering to each other, I resisted the urge to open my eyes, until I heard Kayli said, "OK, Danny, you can look." I opened my eyes to see the three women standing in front of me, dressed up more then I've ever seen. I let out a, "God damn," as I looked all of them up and down. First, was Tara, the tallest of the three at nearly six feet tall, standing in between her two shorter friends. She had her blonde hair done in ringlets, hanging around her head, her blue eyes standing out with the makeup she put on. Her thin, fit body had a black strapless dress that hugged her just right, ending just above her knees. Her A cup breasts were just forming the smallesr hint of cleavage over the top of the dress, her nipples poking through as she clearly had no bra on. Clinching a little black purse in her hands, she twirled around, her ass shaking in the dress. Next was Jennifer, standing to Jennifer's left. She had left her hair as it was earlier, blonde and short, swooped to one side, the tiniest hint of make up on her beautiful face. She also had on a black dress, this one with sleeves, but cut low, her B cup breasts pressed up and together, making them look bigger. The dress was loosed then Tara's, flowing freely around Jennifer's tight body, ending just below her knees. Kayli, had her black hair with red highlights down around her face, also the tiniest hint of makeup. She wore a silver dress that flowed down to ankles, a slit cut in the side to show off her legs, her left arm and shoulder bare, the dress going up and over her right shoulder and down her left arm, ending at her arm. Her massive double D breasts were covered, but the dress highlighted them in their own way. Kayli, along with Jennifer had on high heels, while Tara had on flats. After I picked my jaw up off the floor, Kayli asked me, "so, what do you think?" I responded back, "what do I think? I think I just came in my pants." Laughing, Jennifer said, "you better not have. You need to save that for after dinner." I asked what was after dinner and Tara said, "your last surprise. All of us. At the same time." "God damn. How about we just skip dinner?" I said before Kayli said, "ladies, should we show me the other surprise?" The other two agreed and I watched as they all pulled their dresses up, spreading their legs as much as they could, showing me that none of them had any panties on. Heading down to dinner, as soon as walked into the room, all eyes were all the girls. As we sat down, a few guys would come over, attempting to hit on them, but always got blown off, making me laugh. We enjoyed the dinner, the wonderful food that was served, and the fews talks given. But, the girls kept teasing me during the night, touching my leg, my groin, brushing against me if they had to get up, our feet playing together, grabbing my hand under the table and leading me to their legs. When dinner ended, I quickly stood up, and walked us to the elevator, ready to get the rest of the night going. As we waited for the elevator to get to our floor, Kayli asked me, "so, Danny, how are we going to start this? Who do you want first?" I said, "all three of you stripping me naked, getting on your knees, and blowing me. Then, all the bed, your dressed hiked up, as I pound you each in turn from behind." They laughed as Tara said, "wow, you've thought that through." I said, "damn right," before Kayli said, "Whatever you decide for tonight, we do have one request." I asked what it was and she said, "Jennifer needs to be punished for having an orgasm this morning. We'll leave what is is up to you, but, I personally, think you need to take her anal virginity." Tara spoke up and said, "and I think you just need to make me and Kayli cum before you make Jennifer cum again." I asked Jennifer what she thought and she said, "as long as I'm fucked good tonight, I'm good with whatever. Make them cum, stick it in my ass, just leave me exhausted and wanting more tomorrow." We all laughed as the elevator arrived at our floor and we quickly walked to Kayli's room, locking the door behind us as we entered in. Once by the queen sized bed, the three girls, after kicking off their heels and flats, circled around me, and starting to take off my suit. Each kissing my lips, my neck, and all over as they pulled off my jacket, pants, shirt and tie, leaving me in just my boxers, my already hard cock poking out. Each girl took a turn to kiss me passionately, our tongues swirling together, before they dropped to their knees in front of me. Kayli in front of my cock, Tara and Jennifer on either side of her. I watched as all three girls pulled my boxers down at once, my six inch cock springing free. Kayli was the first to reach out, wrapping her hand around my thick shaft, as Jennifer leaned forward. Kayli, my cock in her hand, starting rubbing it over Jennifer's face, then slapped her in the cheek with my cock. She then pointed my cock at Tara, and rubbed it on her cheek, before doing the same thing to her own face. Kayli then released her hand from my cock, and took me into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down my full length, releasing me and pointing me towards Tara, who repeated the same motion, taking me all the way in before releasing me. When she was done, they pointed me at Jennifer, who could only take the first few inches into her tiny mouth. As she bobbed her head up and down my cock, Kayli leaned down, taking my balls into her mouth, one by one, and sucking on them. Tara joined in, wrapping her hand around the base of my cock, rubbing me up and down in the same motion Jennifer was using with her head and mouth. Watching the girls work in unison, I said, "if I didn't know better, I would assume y'all have done this before." Tara, the only one not using her mouth, said, "we maybe have done some research." I asked what kind of research and she said, "we looked up some porn videos featuring three girls and one guy to get some ideas. This was one of them." I said, "what's the other ones?" Tara just laughed and said, "you'll see." Tara then pulled Kayli off my balls, and the two best friends started making out together as Jennifer continued to blow me. When she finally released me from her mouth, I told the girls to get up on the bed and they did, all three kneeling on their hands and knees for me. I climbed up between them, first going behind Tara, who was on the end. Her dress was short enough that her ass and pussy were already poking out. I lined up my cock with her entrance, and pushed in deep, stretching out her tight pussy with my thick cock. As I grabbed onto her hips and slowly pushed and pulled my way deeper into her, I watched Kayli and Jennifer put their heads together and start kissing. I reached out with one of my hands and grabbed Kayli's ass, squeezing it through her silver dress. Breaking their kiss as I pounded into Tara over and over, Jennifer sat up on the bed, and pulled Kayli's dress up, revealing her glistening pussy. My hand went back to squeezing her cheeks, while Jennifer, licked her fingers, then started to slide her hand up and down Kayli's pussy lips, before sliding a finger into her. I pushed in deep a few more times to Tara, her fit body pushing back into me as she moaned every time I bottomed out in her, then l pulled out completely, Tara falling flat on the bed as I did so. I scooted over to Kayli, Jennifer still fingering her, and lined my cock up. Jennifer pulled her fingers out, licking them dry, as I pushed into Kayli, her moans getting louder as I pushed in deep to her. I pulled Jennifer up next to me, pulling her body close to mine, leaning down to kiss her lips. As we kissed, I felt Tara sit up on the bed, her hands touching my body as I pounded into Kayli. I broke the kiss with Jennifer, twisting around to pull Tara up to me, and started to kiss her. My hands went up her body, to her chest, where I pulled her dress down, her small breasts bouncing out, my hands caressing them, pinching her already hard nipples. I ended the kiss, leaning down to lick and suck on them, after I said, "I was staring at your tits all during dinner. Couldn't believe you were just sitting there with them poking through your dress." My cock slamming into Kayli had slowed down as I focused on Tara's breasts, but Jennifer had taken over, her hands on Kayli's hips, helping her you slide up and down my cock. After sucking on both of Tara's breasts, I whispered in her ear, "I'm going to take Jennifer's anal virginity. Want to help her get ready for it?" Tara eagerly shook her head yes and walked around me, getting on the bed next to Jennifer. As I focused back to Kayli, grabbing her hips and slamming into her over and over, Tara pushed Jennifer back to her hands and knees. She pushed Jennifer's dress up, revealing her shaved pussy and ass. I watched as Tara started to play with Jennifer's pussy, sliding her hand up and down, spreading Jennifer's juices all over her. When Tara started to cover Jennifer's ass with her own juices, Jennifer looked back and said, "Oh God, is he going to stick it in my ass?" Tara said, "yes he is." In between moans, Kayli said, "fuck, I'm jealous." Tara told me that she thought Jennifer was ready, so I slammed into Kayli one more time before pulling out. As I kneeled behind Jennifer, Kayli said, "wait, as much as I want to see this, I don't want to hurt Jennifer too much. Let's get some lube on them." As Kayli went to get the lube, I pushed my cock into Jennifer's pussy, slowly fucking her tiny body as she moaned under me. When Kayli climbed back onto the bed, I pulled out and let Kayli squirt the lube over my cock, and onto Jennifer's ass, and watched as she rubbed it on both of us. She gave me a kiss and said, "be gentle with her." I grabbed onto Jennifer's hips, lined my cock up at the entrance to her ass and said, "Jennifer, if it gets too much, just tell me." Jennifer looked back at me and said, "Just stick it in me and keep going until you finish. I can take it." I said OK and watched as Jennifer gripped onto the bedsheets and started to push into her ass. Feeling resistance as soon as the tip of my cock pushed in, I slowly pushed in, stopping to let her get used to it, before going in farther. I heard her whimper and asked if she was OK. She replied back, "it hurts like hell, but also feels so good. Keep going." I pushed a few more inches in, then, with encouragement from Kayli and Tara, pushed the rest of my six inch, thick, cock into Jennifer's ass. I paused again as Kayli asked, "how does it feel?" I responded back, "fucking tight." Kayli said, "good, now fill her ass up!" Still holding onto Jennifer's hips, I pulled back out to my tip, then pushed back in, Jennifer's moans filling the roll, getting louder and louder as I went faster and harder. Without warning, I pushed in deep, grabbing her hips and pulling her in even closer, her tiny body folding under me as I exploded in her ass, the tightness of it causing my cum to be pressed out as I pumped in and out of her. As I filled her, Jennifer screamed out, "OH FUCK!" A massive orgasm coursing through her body. I pulled out, Jennifer collapsing onto the bed, trying to catch her breath. Kayli said, "Holy shit, that was hot to watch." Tara agreed and asked Jennifer if she was OK. Jennifer, after taking a few deep breaths said, "I've never had something hurt so bad, but feel so good. And I don't think I'll ever have another orgasm like that." Kayli told her, "probably not. My first anal orgasm was so amazing and I've never had one like it since." Jennifer, crawling off the bed and over to a chair next to it, said, "I'm sorry, but I'm going to need a while to recover. That was intense." I stood up off the bed and said, "I want to get myself cleaned up a little after that, then we can keep going. Jennifer can get back involved whenever she's ready." As I walked towards the bathroom, I heard Kayli say, "I guess that means me and Tara get to have fun together." I turned around and said, "as long as you keep your dresses on. I want to watch you all get naked," as I shut the bathroom door to clean up.

[S/B] We just had a lot of fun lol

Hi. I wasnt planning on posting much more but me and my brother just finished touching each other again and when i went to clean up he fell asleep and i cant go to sleep rn so im like i could just vent here lol. So weve been touching each other a few more times since i poster last time but we stopped when i had my period last weekend because i wasnt really in the mood and we didnt do anything like you know touching until tonight. I mean we still cuddled and slept together a few times but nothing more. Not that thats bad because we were both still happy. Idk why but today i just really wanted to you know so when our mom went to bed I went with him and we watched a movie and we cuddled and after i asked if he wanted to touch each other and he said yes really happily lol. So we locked the door and took off our clothes and all that stuff and we started doing you know. And when he was touching me he talked way more dirty then he ever did before and idk i kinda liked it lol. It wasnt like bad stuff but he normally just asked if i liked it or if i felt good but he said more stuff then that tonight. I dont wanna write about the dirty stuff or like go into it too much because thatd be weird to say lol but he was like that like the whole time. Idk i kinda liked it more then usual. Before anyone asks we didnt have sex. Were still waiting for valentines day for that. We both agreed on that and we know. So yeah idk. Im just kinda stuck awake rn so im just like typing some stuff down until i go to sleep lol. If you ask questions in comments please dont make them like super dirty. I dont wanna just be saying what we did because im not dirty or bad like that. Ill say like basic stuff but not like go super into it you know. Idk if i cant sleep still i might try to reply to comments lol. Hopefully i can fall asleep though lol.

Wife's flirting at a party got out of hand, threesome we planned didn't turn out like I thought it would. pt 2

First part [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/11ug5ab/my_wife_wanted_an_open_relationship_after_i/) At this point of the night everyone was feeling the heavy drinking and inhibitions were disappearing and the party was getting loud. After my wife left to the bathroom. I overheard our keeper Greg lean over to Nick and say "WTF was that man! I can't believe she just let you feel her up like that while her husband is right here, that was crazy!" I quite drunk now but trying to process what just happened and I was thinking things just spiralled out of control too quick. The intention was to lure Nick into a threesome, not advertise to the whole party that my wifes a slut. I went to go grab a water because my head was spinning and attempting to cope with what just happened and gather my thoughts. I chugged some water, and poured another to give to Anna after she finished in the bathroom. I continued to mingle trying to figure out what to do next, since the whole display had got me very aroused as well as nervous how much further my Wife was ready to take this. After 10 mins past I started wondering were Anna was, and started going room to room looking. I searched the main floor where everyone was partying, but could not find her. I decided to check upstairs. I got up up the stairs and noticed a light on in one room so I went and listened. I first just heard light moans and then I soon heard Nicks voice saying “I can’t believe he’s ok with this” then I hear Anna say, “there is a catch, he wants to join us and have a threesome”. I push the door open just a crack, enough to see my wife topless as Nick is squeezing her massive tits together an kissing her neck while she moans. "Sure whatever, if he's going to let me do that to you in front of everyone like that, thenI'm down for whatever it takes." He then slid his hand down to under her skirt. As I was about to open the door to go in, I decided instead to see how far they would go first. My wife’s hips were gyrating under his touch as he moved her panties aside to play with her clit. I’m rock hard now as I watch Nick start passionately kissing Anna as she reaches and sticks her hand down his pants and starts stroking his cock. After a few minutes of this Nick whispers in her ear and without hesitation she turns and gets on all fours on the bed, He pulls her panties down to reveal her glistening puffy pussy dripping with excitment. Are they really just going to fuck right now without knowing I’m here?? Just then I hear steps coming from behind me and start to panic. I look back and it’s our keeper. Greg, who obviously noticed we were missing and was seeking more entertainment, presumably. “Hey man”, he says loudly as he spots me. “ has the party moved up here?” Now obviously my wife and Nick hear and turn and see me at the door through the crack I was peeking through. Greg then says “Oh damn man, you got a rock hard boner. Yeah I definitely must’ve found the party.” I’m embarrassed now, and have no idea what to do. Nick comes over and pushes the door open. “Hey guys! Party is just starting, why don’t we kickstart things by all doing a shot together, I brought a bottle up here. “Can’t say no to that” Greg says and pushed by me into the room were my wife is still half naked standing up now, dazed and too shocked to cover up. His eyes went wide when he entered unable to take them off her plump juicy bare breasts. Nick grabs the vodka and takes a swig, then hands it to the rest of us as I try to gather my already drunk thoughts together. Nick breaks the silence, “so Anna tells me all this is all about having a three some tonight. That’s a great idea, although to be honest I think we should think about the idea of you just watching as Greg and I will fuck your wife.” Both me and my wife were still speechless. “Listen man you clearly enjoyed watching” as he nodded to my still slightly erect cock. “Just imagine how hot it will be to watch two of us please your horny wife” Greg piped in “yeah man this would be just between us, you’re wife is clearly not shy about it, you’re into it, right Anna?” She blushed then looked at me “that is what I want, is that ok with you hunny?” I started to nod slowly, and Nick jumps in, “hell yeah, one more swig each and let’s get started.” Before I knew it my wife was stripped naked by two very eager soccer teammates of mine. Both taller better looking and more athletic then me. My sexy wife with breast big enough to allow the both to have a face full for each of them was moaning uncontrollably as they simultaneously sucked a tit each. “I got fist dibs on her pussy” said nick as he took his pants off to reveal a big thick piece. He wasted very little time as my wife was already soaked. He pushed her on the bed and mounted her. Greg took his cock out, also a bigger one than mine but not as thick as Nicks, and put it into her awaiting mouth, that eagerly sobered all over it. Nick slides his cock in her raw as I watch and I started to jerk off without thinking, as they had there way with her. Nick fucks her slowly at first teasing her breasts with his mouth, then picks up the pace and starts pounding hard. They then go and change position and swapping between fucking her pussy and mouth. I've never heard her make some of the noises she was making, she screamed “faster in cuming at least 4 times”. She was clearly having the time of her life as were the other two men taking turns kissing and pounding her hard like only two athletes in great shape can. Nick came inside her first as he was fucking her missionary and making out. Greg hung back a minute then got on top of her next entering her already cum filled pussy. After a few minutes he was groaning and shooting a second load into her as he was squeezing her massive tits roughly. She was left on the bed to catch her breath glistening in their combined sweat. To be continued

I accidentally flashed my tits to the barista [FM]

I have this semi sheer, black crop top that I usually wear a cute full coverage bra underneath so that it's still appropriate. But earlier today I went to put it on and then realized both bras I usually wear with it were in the laundry. I decided to be a little adventurous and put the crop top on anyway. I put a baggy cardigan on over it and when I looked in the mirror I figured I was covered enough to go grab coffee from the cafe a couple blocks away and then go for a short walk. I left my apartment and began walking to the cafe. The cardigan mostly covered my tits, so nobody I passed on the sidewalk noticed anything unusual, but it was a bit breezy out and I could feel my nipples getting hard with the sudden temperature change. When I got to the cafe I saw that it was mostly empty, only a few cars in the parking lot and I figured they probably belonged to the employees who worked there. As I walked in I noticed one couple sitting in the back corner of the cafe working on their laptops, and two baristas behind the counter. I walked up to the counter and a barista I'd never seen there before came to take my order. He looked about 30 and was incredibly good looking. He smiled at me and I felt myself melt a little. Just as he opened his mouth to speak his coworker said "I'm gonna go take my fifteen, you good on your own?" He replied "yeah man, we'll be just fine" and as the other guy walked away he turned back to me and said "hey, how're you doing? What can I get for you today?" I suddenly remembered that my sweater was only just covering my tits and began to get a little nervous. I smiled back at him and gave him my order. He made my drink and I waited next to the pickup counter. The counter was kinda high, so when he placed my drink down on it I had to reach up to grab it. I forgot that I needed to be careful with my sweater and as I reached up the sweater fell back and fully revealed the sheer crop top and my tits underneath. I saw his eyes go wide and he did a small intake of breath. I quickly tried to pull the sweater closed and embarrassedly looked back at the couple in the corner to see if they had noticed. He grinned and said "Don't worry, I don't think they saw." He leaned over the counter towards me and whispered "you have some very, very pretty breasts." I looked up at him shyly, smiled, and said "thank you" and I let my cardigan fall back again so that he could see my tits even better this time. "Mmmm, yeah very pretty. If I weren't at work I might have to do something about your hard nipples." I smiled a big smile at him and I felt my pussy twitch a little. I picked up my drink again and said "maybe next time." He laughed and said "I think I have a new favorite customer." I could feel his eyes on me as I walked out of the cafe. I continued on with my walk, sipping my iced coffee, and thinking about how exhilarating that whole interaction had been. After a couple min I realized my panties were soaked.

Road Trip With My Wife & Stepdaughter

Jen and I are in our early 50's and have been married for about 5 years. My kids are adults and on their own, but Jen has a daughter who is now 18 and a senior in high school. My stepdaughter Rae is a very fit and attractive young lady who plays several sports. She's almost 6' tall, firm, with long flowing blond hair. While nothing inappropriate has ever happened, I'd have to be blind not to notice what a gorgeous woman she's becoming. One other thing I should mention is that Jen's sex life was apparently very vanilla prior to meeting me. One of the things I introduced her to was fooling around in public places where we might be caught, and that quickly became something that was a huge turn on for her. She always has the most powerful orgasms in those situations. This incident took place a couple months ago when the three of us traveled to an out of town tournament for one of Rae's club sports. We booked a hotel room downtown with two double beds. At the end of the first day's matches, we joined the rest of team's families for pizza and then returned to the hotel to crash since the girls were scheduled to play at 8am the next morning. Rae disappeared into the bathroom to shower while I turned on the TV, changed into some shorts, and slipped into bed with Jen. Rae emerged from the bathroom wearing sweatpants and a white tank top, jumped into her bed, and began her mandatory social media updates. I felt Jen's hand on my thigh, which surprised me. We'd been on several of these tournament trips and had never fooled around while sharing a room with her daughter. I gave her an "are you sure about this" look and she just grinned and slid her hand over the front of my shorts and squeezed. I instantly started to stiffen and looked over in Rae's direction. She was completely engrossed in her phone and not paying attention to us at all. I allowed my hand to slip under the blankets and find its way under Jen's tshirt to her nipple. Her nips are very sensitive and I know there's no turning back for her once I start tweaking or sucking them. She now had worked my shorts down to my thighs and was gently stroking my rock hard cock. We'd been teasing one another for about 15 minutes when I heard Rae set her phone on the nightstand and say "goodnight." She rolled onto her side with her back to us and Jen whispered into my ear, "I wanna suck your cock." My head was spinning! I couldn't believe she was actually doing this with her daughter laying half asleep just 5 feet from us. Jen slid under the blanket and I felt her warm lips close over the head my dick. I did my best to muffle my groan, but I hadn't been that turned on in a very long time. As Jen worked her hand up and down my shaft while swirling her tongue around the head of my cock, I glanced over at the other bed. Rae still had her back to us and was totally still. I could feel the pressure starting to build and I knew I wasn't going to last long. Jen recognized that too and released my cock. She slid back up and whispered, "not yet, I want that load inside my pussy." She began to kiss me and I slipped my hand between her legs. I'd never felt her so wet and she groaned into my mouth as I eased 2 fingers inside her. She broke our kiss and looked directly into my eyes, mouthing the words, "fuck me." My eyes got wide as I nodded towards the other bed. Jen glanced over towards Rae for a moment and whispered, "I need to fuck you now!" She started to climb on top of me, making sure the blanket was still over us. I could feel her dripping on my pulsing dick as she lowered herself onto me. Jen slid her tshirt up and pressed her chest against mine as I slowly eased into her. We lay completely still for a moment, her stiff nipples pressing into my chest and my cock throbbing inside her smoldering pussy. She slowly began undulating her hips in a circular motion as I lifted and lowered my hips. I remember realizing that the entire room must've been thick with the smell of sex at that point and Rae would surely notice if she were still awake. Jen tends to be pretty loud when we have sex so she bit down on my shoulder to muffle her moans. I glanced sideways and noticed that Rae was now on her stomach, but with her head still facing away from us. I was fighting to hold off as long as possible and I could feel Jen's pussy begin to tighten. Suddenly, she pushed herself upwards so you could lower her full weight onto me. For a few moments, she was fully upright riding me, her tshirt pulled up over her head and the blanket crumbled at my knees. She grabbed a pillow and put it to her face as she came, bucking wildly on my cock. The entire situation was mind blowing and I gritted my teeth, doing my best to quiet myself as I exploded inside Jen. She let go of the pillow and collapsed on top of me. I quickly pulled the blanket back over us, panting as I again looked over at Rae. She was still on her stomach and seemed to be asleep. I couldn't believe we hadn't woken her and whispered in Jen's ear, "that was fucking insane!" She panted back, "insanely hot!" We lay there for another few minutes basking in the moment. Eventually, Jen kissed me, rolled off, pulled her tshirt back down, and drifted off to sleep. I laid there for a bit trying to process what had just happened. As I was starting to drift off myself, I heard what sounded like a soft moan. I slowly turned my head enough to be able to see Rae in my peripheral vision. She was still on her stomach, but her head was now facing our bed. Her eyes were closed but I could clearly see that her ass was slowly rising and falling under the blanket covering her. I lay completely still, not wanting to give away that I was still awake. I listened intently, slitting my eyes to try and watch without giving myself away. Rae obviously had her left arm between her legs and was trying to quietly masturbate. I can't tell you how long it lasted, but it wasn't long enough. Soon she turned to bury her face in the pillow and I heard a muffled grunt as her ass came up off the bed. Damn! Not only had my wife fucked me with her daughter laying just mere feet from us, but then she had just masturbated to it just feet from me. Rae shifted, settled back onto her side and seemed to fall asleep. I lay there reliving it all for a bit and eventually crashed myself. The following morning, everything seemed normal and there was no discussion of anything that had transpired. The rest of the weekend was uneventful and we headed home. It took me awhile to work up the nerve to tell Jen about what I'd witnessed after she fell asleep that night, but that's another story.

I [39f 36 at the time] had sec with a stranger [51m] in his car within half an hour of his first message while my husband waited in the car next to us [mf]

Bit of backstory I’m 39 now but this happened a couple of years ago when I was 36. Me and my husband got together when I was 18 and we’ve had this sort of relationship pretty much from the start where he enjoys me being with other men. A few years back we made up some games and one of them was that I would post an ad on our favourite swinging site and I had a week to try and arrange a fuck with the 11th person to message. This might sound easy but with so many fakes, flakes and picture collectors out there it was incredibly hard. It took 6 weeks before one of them seemed to be remotely genuine. He was 51 and quite good looking. His message said he was only in the area local to me that night and would I be willing to meet? I replied within two minutes saying yes I’m free, where and when? I expected this to be the last of the conversation but surprisingly he messaged straight back and told me the hotel he was staying in and the room number. I replied saying i was but wary meeting straight away in a hotel room but we could have sex in his car while my husband waited in our car nearby. Again I thought that would be the end of the conversation but he replied t straight back saying that’s ok and told me what car he would be and the number plate and would sit in it waiting for me when I told him. I was getting really excited now that I was going to complete the challenge and I could tell my husband was getting really turned on. I messaged him back and said he’s only five minutes away, we’ll be there in ten. I quickly threw something on that I knew would be easy access, a summer dress despite it chucking it down with rain, did my hair and make up a bit and we left. All the way there we were so excited, I kept saying how I can’t wait to complete the challenge lol. We pulled in to the car park and as luck would have it there was a space right next to his car. We parked next to him and the first thing my husband said “ooo no tinted windows, anyone could see” with a massive grin on his face. I gave him a quick kiss and said “see you soon” jumped out the car and got in to the back of the other guys car. First thing I noticed was he looked like his picture which was good haha. We said hello and he said how excited he was and then we started kissing. The summer dress was a good idea as he quickly started stroking my thighs and I responded by opening my legs letting him know he could go further. He took the invitation and was quickly rubbing my pussy and then started fingering me. I started moaning when he kissed my neck at the same time. He was quite soft and gentle with me and as he was kissing my neck I took my arms out the dress and pulled it down, then took my bra off and he went straight to my tits and started sucking them. I was really enjoying myself and reached over to stroke his dick through his trousers and I could feel him getting harder and harder. I told him to get his dick out and as soon as he did I leant over and put it straight in mouth. He wasn’t very big at all but I didn’t mind, I’d take him all the way and the lick his balls as well then I’d take him out my mouth and slowly lick all the way up then all the way down to his balls and then all the way back up and flick the head with my tongue a bit then take him in again. He was trying to finger me at the same time I did this but I was in the wrong position. Without taking his dick out my mouth I managed to get on my knees on the back seat and carry on while he reached underneath me and played with my pussy. I was thinking if my husband looked over now all he’d see was my arse practically pressed against the window haha. He was actually really good with his fingers and I was really starting to enjoy it but then he stopped and I felt his finger trying to go in to my ass. I quickly reached around and pulled his hand away, again without taking his dick out my mouth and let him know that wasn’t an option! I ended up stopping and asked him if he wanted me to carry on until he came or does he want to have sex and I’m happy either way. He chose sex. I laid on the back seat and he got on top of me and put his dick in me. I had a feeling he wasn’t going to last long so I started rubbing my clit at the same time and I didn’t last long either, maybe thirty seconds and just as I was to cum he started sucking my tits while he got faster. I let out a big loud moan and then asked him he wanted to cum, He said on my tits so I asked him to give me some me warning but before I’d even finished the sentence he said “I’m gonna cum!” He whipped the condom off and I think he was trying to just quickly throw it on the floor but it hit me clean on the forehead! I think that, added to the fact we were cramped up, gave him some terrible aim not just with his condom throwing but with his dick! Nearly all of it went on my dress and only a bit on my tits. I tried to be sexy and scoop it up off my dress with my fingers and lick them clean but he was laughing and ruined the mood which I don’t blame him for to be honest lol. I just rubbed the cum in to my dress and then used a little clean bit of my dress to wipe my hands clean. His dick was still out so I asked him if he wanted me to lick him clean. He seemed a bit surprised but in a good way and said sure so I spent a couple of minutes licking his dick and balls cleans trying to make as much eye contact with him as I could. When I was done I asked if he wanted a kiss goodbye or to leave it and to my surprise he said he wanted a kiss so we kissed for a few more minutes and then I said I had to go, we said our goodbyes and then parted. I got out the car and back in our car where my husband was. First thing I asked was if he saw anything but he said the windows steamed up after only a couple to minutes but he did hear me moaning lol. He said quite a few people walked past too and a couple of them did a double take when they head the noises coming from the car! When we got home I had a shower and then rode my husband while I told him all about it and by the time he came it still wasn’t even three hours since the stranger had first messaged me.

Multiple creampie night [25M/25F]

First of all I have to say that English is not my first language so sorry for the errors. This story happens one year ago with my gf (now my ex). We had been dating for a couple of months and both of us know that she loves anal and I love to fuch her tight asshole. That night, we met at my place to go to dinner to an asian restaurant we had booked but before she arrived I had time to go to a sexshop and buy an anal plug and some lubricant as a surprise. When she arrived, I recived her with a kiss and giving her the plug. She inmediatly told me to put it in her ass and then we could go to the restaurant. As she set her in all fours spreading her cheeks to show me her hole I got so hard so I decided to take the lubricant and put some of it on the plug and some of it on my cock. Then, I put the tip on her asshole and and push all the way in. She froze for a second but then she started to cheer on me to continue fucking her. We had been all the week without se seeing eachother so, when I finished, I left a huge load in her ass. Then, I put the plug to keep my cum in her and we went to the restaurant. When we finished our dinner, my gf told me she had to go to the bathroom and she whispered me to follow her because she knew those bathrooms were very big. When we had locked the door, she sat on the toilet and started to peeing. Meanwhile, I took my cock out and she started to blow me. It was so hot. When she had finished, she got up and I bent her over the toilet and started to fuck her pussy. At some point, I took my cock out, took the plug out and I started to fuck her ass again and again I left my load in that hole again. As the other ocasion, I put the plug in its place again. When we arrived to my place we repeated the same process but this time I let all my cum dreep out of her asshole. The hottest experience in my life.

A Simple, Gentle, Lovely Start to the Morning [M30sF30s] [Gentle]

"You're such a pretty little thing," "Thank you, Sir," she replied. "Come here." She stepped to me quickly, her head held high, eyes bright and eager. I placed my hand on her cheek, stroking her chin softly with my thumb. "What should I do with you today?" I asked, a smile playing on my lips. She pressed her face into my hand and closed her eyes, "Hmm, what ever you want, Sir." "Mhm, good girl," I murmured. I let my fingers trail down her cheek and over her jaw. I slid a finger beneath the collar around her neck, brushing her skin lightly. "How are you feeling about our arrangement?" I asked. "I am very happy with it, Sir." "And you would tell me if there was a problem ..." I prompted. "Yes, Sir." "Good. How are you feeling this morning? Are you sore?" A wicked little smile crossed her lips as she looked me in the eye, "Yes Sir, wonderfully so." I smiled wide, "Good." Slowly I ran my hand down her body, down her shoulder, her chest, her side, and around the small of her back. I pulled her body into me and placed my other hand on her hip. I let my hand graze up and down her thigh, over and under her ass - always moving, always firm but gentle. "Last night was about me," I said softly, "And you were incredible. I want to make today about you. I want to make you feel as good as you made me last night." She wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled herself tighter against me. "Mmm," she murmured. "Thank you, Sir." I pressed my face against hers, letting my lips brush against her ear. My hands wandered over her body, caressing, feeling, exploring. I was careful to be extra gentle in the places I knew I'd marked the night before, and I paid careful attention to her reactions, spending more time on the areas of her body she seemed to enjoy the most. "Such a sexy little thing, " I whispered. "I enjoy your body so much." Slowly, I slid my hand over her stomach, down to the waist of her pants. I unbuttoned her pants and pulled down the zipper, pushing the pieces aside. I slid my hand down her body, over her panties and between her legs. My touch was so light, I could barely feel the fabric brush against my finger tips. "I'm going to take my time with you today. We've got all day to enjoy each other." I said. Her lips were parted, eyes closed. I could feel her breath against my cheek - slow, heavy breaths, earnest, and eager, and relishing in my touch. I slid my hand down into her panties, felt her smooth skin, felt the warmth of her excitement. I let my fingers slide down on either side of her pussy, still slow, still gentle. "I love the feel of your body," I said as I slid my hand over her pussy, cupping her, feeling her, holding her. I moved my head slightly, letting my cheek brush against hers, nuzzling the crook of her jaw with my lips, as I slid a finger between her pussy lips. "I love the way your body responds to me. I love to feel how wet you get. You are so god dammed sexy. You are desire, lust, and pleasure incarnate." She pressed herself harder into my hand, moving her hips, bearing herself down onto me. I slid a finger inside her, enjoying her velvety softness. I pressed the palm of my hand against her - very aware of how she enjoyed the pressure. Slowly, I massaged her body, gently massaging her inside and out. She was pressing herself firmly into my hand, wanting more. Needing more. I pulled my finger from inside her and slid it up over her clit. I ran slow circles over her clit with the first knuckle of my finger and gently massaged her entire pussy. "More ..." she gasped, breathless. This time I pushed two fingers inside her, curling them up slightly as I again pressed the palm of my hand against her. I knew the way she liked it, and I loved the way she responded. "You feel so damn good," I whispered. "I could spend all day touching you." She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling her chest against me. She started moving her hips, gyrating, griding herself into my hand. She was moving fast and faster, and I precisely matched her rhythm. It wasn't hard, or super fast, but it was intense with exaggerated movements. Her knees started to buckle and she pulled harder on my neck, trying to hold herself up. "Please," she gasped. I pulled tight with my arm around her waist, pulling her hip against me, taking her weight from her legs. "Let go," I whispered. "I've got you. I won't let you fall. Just let go." With a cry she clamped herself around my neck, burying her face in my shoulder. She bucked her hips and ground herself into my hand. Her body shook, her teeth clamped down on my shoulder as she moaned into my skin. I held her onto her tight, letting her body move as she needed but supporting her, not letting her fall. As her body began to relax I slowly turned us around and gently laid her down on the couch. She curled up into a relaxed, happy little ball and rested her head on the back cushion. I sat down on the couch beside her and wiped the hair from her face. I couldn't help but smile watching her sit there with her eyes closed, a contented little smile on her face. I cupped her face in my hand, brushing her lip with my thumb. "You are so fucking beautiful," I said. "And we have the rest of the day ahead of us. What would you like to do next?" Her eyes remained closed, but a devilish smile crossed her lips. She said, "I want to do it again."

[S/S] Update after a long time on things with me (19) and my sister (21) Part 2

(Had to break the post into 2 parts because apparently it was too long to post) Okay so there was some stuff that happened at the apartment I’ll probably put in another post, since this one is so long, but I’m gonna get to like what is making me post this now. So it was Saturday and Emily asked me if I wanted to hang out and of course I said yes. So I went over and I ordered pizza and we talked. We ended up drinking some juice and Emily started talking to me about dating. I guess she had liked this one girl from class who was giving her mixed signals and she couldn’t tell if she liked her as a friend or not. We were sitting on her couch and started to play with my hair, brushing it behind my ear and stuff, which wasn’t like weird for us, but idk. And she’s like “don’t let any girl take advantage of you” and stuff, and saying how I’m so sweet and all. You’re going to think I’m really dumb but this was the big moment. She is talking and touching my hair and then we both look at each other and it’s really quiet for a second. My heart is just beating out of my chest because it’s just “that moment”. Like you know that moment when you just know you’re about to kiss someone. It felt exactly like that. My face got super hot, like I’m sure I noticeably blushed. And then she just looks away and says she’s gotta use the bathroom real quick and I felt crushed. Maybe I’m crazy but I swear I could feel tension. I feel so dumb but it honestly made me want to cry. I never felt like I had a moment like that with her and I felt so rejected. I know this sounds stupid and whiney or whatever but I just honestly am in love with her. I love her so fucking much and I wish that was okay. I wish that I could just get this feeling out. I fucking hate that moment but I keep replaying it in my head too. I keep thinking like what if what if, but every time I have to remember nothing happened. I ended up spending the night on the couch but I drove back to my parents in the morning and god I honestly did cry last night over it. I hate this feeling so much. I hate thinking maybe I could try to do something, and then remembering that I could ruin everything. I guess I just want to vent. And maybe some advice. Last time I posted I honestly got some really good advice. I just am torn if I should keep thinking about that moment or not. I don’t know. Anyways, that’s my update and the end of my very long post.

[F/d] I may have had sex with my daughter - update 10

This is what happened yesterday. At my lunch time I picked up some flowers for my daughter on the way to pick her up. I got out of the car this time and kissed her before getting in the car, she started tearing up again when I gave her the flowers. I drove her home and picked up some food on the way, we ate and when I got up to go back to work she got on her knees and begged me go stay with her the rest of the day. I lifted her by the neck and threw her at the couch, I told her I wanted her ready for when I got back home. She kept calling me and sending me messages the rest of the day just to tell me she loved me. When I got home I found her on the bed on all fours with a buttplug in, we had never done anal and she told me she had been getting ready for ot all day. We used lube and it was difficult at first and she said it hurt but wouldn't let me stop. After a few minutes we both started to really get into it, we stayed that way until I came inside of her. We took a shower and I took us out to dinner, we went to an Italian place and while we were eating, I told her properly that she should quit her job. She launched herself towards me and kissed me out of excitement, she kept saying thank you daddy very loud and I got scared someone would find it odd. I drove us home and she was touching my dick the whole drive home. We walked in and started undressing, I picked her up and we had sex again, we finished with anal but I came on her face time. We fell asleep exhausted. This morning she woke me up with a blowjob and breakfast already prepared. She told she would take care of me even more now that she was basically a housewife. We ate breakfast and discussed what she wanted to do about school, she told me that she would keep going to auditions, and I told her that if she was still struggling to land roles in the next months I would pay for her acting classes, she smiled and kissed me. I also told her about my posts here at she gave them a read, she found it hot that so many people knew about us and asked to write an update herself one of this days. I know a lot of you say we are going too fast but she is my daughter and have spent too much time apart already.

My Landlord Wife

I started a small Martial Arts studio kinda by accident. The guy teaching it was a total fake, so I ended up with it. The Landlord of the building asked me to come over for dinner. His wife was a great cook. I was used to eating anything with protein, my other job as a club bouner and I'm not eating anything great.i show up at Terry's house, he was a strange guy but he owned a ton of businesses and buildings so it was a good move at the time. I was 21 and all I did was train, lifting and Martial Arts. Terry brought his wife Patty into the room. Both were in their early 40s and she was hot. Money can keep a women like her hot even for a young man. She was wearing a skirt that was way to short and a blouse without a bra and she was swinging all over the place. After dinner she wanted some self defense lessons. As we started she asked if I could take off my shirt. Very uncomfortable with her husband sitting right there, but he nodded. We drank some beers and some kind of Rum they got on vacation. It was very apparent she was making me rub her tits and ass as we practiced. It's late and I got a 30 min drive home. They told me to sleep on the sofa, got me blankets and so forth. Soon Terry comes in, and says, I know the sofa is not long enough, come to bed with us, it's a king size. Now I'm not gay, and I had no idea about what Terry was up to. But I did want to fuck his wife.

Chloe the Roommate 2 [TF/M][20s][Masturbation][Spying]

Thankfully since it was a busy day at work my little imagination mishap didn't throw me off too much. However when I got in my car the image of her cute face, slender body with a nice looking dick on it took over my thoughts. My growing hard-on was getting increasingly uncomfortable. My first thought was to be honest but what would she think if this random guy that just moved in told her that he's been picturing her small frame naked playing with a dick that doesn't even go on her. So I scrapped that idea. After racking my brain with what to do next I decided to just head back. The heavy traffic and music kept my mind from wandering too far. I parked the car and sat in there for a little while wondering what to do next. What have I got myself into? All I did was see a picture she drew and now I'm intentionally looking at similar porn and imagining her with different parts. This has never happened to me before. One time I saw my high school crush topless because she jumped in the pool the wrong way and when she came up so did her perky boobs with her reddish brown nipples pointing right at me. The next time I saw her, It was hard to picture her without a top. But this girl, Chloe, drew one picture of a fake person and suddenly it's all I can think about. Hell it even has me kinda hoping that maybe one day I might be able to catch her in the nude and a part of me wants there to be a dick standing straight up looking at me. "What the fuck Jay, what are you thinking about?" I slap my hands on my face, "stop it, stop it, you're roommates and that is that." After about 30 minutes of trying to clear my head, I finally headed up to our dorm. I walked in and she was on the couch on her phone. She looked over at me and gave a tiny smile. "Hey" she turned back to her phone. I looked at the back of her head. And could feel another thought brewing so I kinda just went straight into my room and closed the door. The idea of not saying hi back didn't even occur to me. I felt like my brain was moving a mile a minute. But I also felt like my brain was moving in slow motion. Soon I just started to think of nothing. I had no idea how much time passed but then I heard a knock at my door. Uh oh. I didn't want to be rude but I also wasn't feeling like seeing her. "Yeah?" I answer "Are you okay? No I'm not, "Yeah" "Oh okay well, are you doing anything tonight?" "Not really" "Oh okay" I just stared at the off white door that split us up. What was she saying? Did she want to go out on a date? Did she want me to stay in with her? Why was she asking me this? Should I change my mind and spend time with her? Should I try to escape? "Well I'm uhh I. having the last of my pizza from the other night so there won't be anything to eat. We should buy food before school starts" She says as I hear her walk away and turn on the oven. What is wrong with me? Why did I just completely over analyze the situation? I let out a long sigh and got up and started to draw.After a while, I heard another knock and I slightly jumped. "Can I come in?" Why did she wanna come in? No Jay, stop it. I cleared my throat, "yeah." Chloe came into my room. She was wearing a hoodie again and she had a paper plate with two slices of reheated pizza on it. She kinda just stood in my doorway. "What's up?" I say. "Nothing. I just... Felt weird eating in another room while you didn't eat anything" "So you decided to eat in front of me?" Her face starts to go red, "Oh my god Im so-" "Im joking" "Oh" She stood there again and looked down at her pizza to blow on it but the heat from it steamed up her glasses. "Ah not again." I let out a light laugh. And she had a tiny smile. "Would you like to sit down?" I cleared off a space on my desk. "Yeah, haha. Guess it's kinda weird i just stand here," I got up and sat down on the side of my bed. She moved the chair so she could still eat but also talk to me. "Whaa woo erkng inn." "I'm sorry what?" She swallowed her food, "what are you working on?" "Oh." I got up and pulled one of my papers out, "This is an animal in a world I created." "Wow that's really good, I wish I could draw animals." "You're better at people than I am" She froze, "what" "I said you draw people better than I do" "How do you know?" "I saw your drawings" "When" she said quickly. Realizing what she is thinking I try to remedy it, "Uhhh... When I passed you yesterday and then you noticed so you hid them." I could see the wheels moving in her head. "Ohh... That's fine." She seemed to relax a little. "What's fine?" "Those drawings you saw.” "Could I see more?" She tenses up again. "Uhh, what do you mean?" "I didn't get a good look" "Do you have a bunch hanging in your room like I do? Her face got really red, "not my room" she looked down "Oh sorry for asking" I guess she could sense an inflection in my voice. Because she came back with, "I'm sorry it's just I have a lot of explicit drawings hanging up." She started rubbing her arm. I responded to that apparently dissatisfied because she spoke up again. "Umm... I guess if you really want to see them you have to promise me not to judge me" My curiosity was peaked enough that the word nevermind left my vocabulary. "Deal" "Promise me." "I promise." I held out my pinky. She had a slight smile. She wraps her pinky around mine. And I realize that this is the first time we touched. She leaves a slice of pizza on the plate as she gets up. She is still visibly red at this point. We get to her room and she takes a deep breath. "I don't have to go in if you don't want me to." "No no it's fine...we are both adults. It may be good to be more open about my art." She turns around to me. "Remember you promised '' She looks up at me. Her eyes were indeed amazing. Some people think eyes are better without glasses but for some reason the dark frames really highlighted her irises. Our faces were really close at this point. I started to feel a tad nervous so I swallowed and nodded. She turned back around and I had a feeling of excitement run through me. I had no idea why but for some reason I felt like I was in line for the new roller coaster. She opened the door and it just looked like a normal room like mine just reversed. She had a vanity in her room though with more clothes on the floor. Our beds in fact did share a wall. I could see pictures all over the wall. She invited me in and that's when I saw it. Her wall was covered with naked pencil drawings of people. Some looked like black and white photos, others were a tad rougher and some even have monochromatic themes. My eyes went from top to bottom all over her room. I was honestly impressed. I hated my life drawing classes. She started to fidget around with her hands, "So yeah..." She stretched her arms out wide in front of her, "this is my room and these are my-" she kicked something under the bed. I pretend not to notice but I kinda figured what she kicked. "-anyways yeah." "These are so good" I started to walk around "Really?" "Yeah, I'm jealous. Like I said I can't draw people for shit" She had a smile spread across her face. I stopped looking at the pictures and stared at her. Her smile was so friggen cute. She caught my gaze and her face got red, "well I'm a.... Glad you really like them. I tend to be umm embarrassed by them." I start looking around again, "why they are just drawings." "I don't know people tend to judge me for how much I draw them. "Like who?" "Parents, some friends, but especially my last roommate. She said it made her uncomfortable and I was...a pervert" she looked sad. I don't know what drove me to do so but I made my way over to her and hugged her. She seemed really startled but loosened up pretty quickly. "Ahh forget her... You're good at art and that's all that matters." We just stood there with my arms around her and hers by her side. She lightly pushed me away. "Sorry I didn't mean to be rude. Just long hugs make me feel weird, thank you though for saying those nice things. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you feel weird." Kinda glad she pushed away because I felt like I was about to get aroused. Call me weird but physical contact does that to me. She looked at me and seemed to have a certain warmth to her she didn't have before. I feel my stomach grumble and excuse myself to grab some dinner. When I come back she is back on the couch on her phone. I ate my food and pulled out my phone to watch some youtube videos. Ten minutes into me watching my videos, I sense that she is also watching what I am. I pull out an ear bud and ask if she wants to listen. She denies saying she will just turn hers off. We watch and then that is when it happens. She puts her head on my shoulder. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry" she jumps up and keeps apologizing. I tell her it's okay and she stops. Looks me in the eyes and runs into her room and locks the door. I sat there dumbfounded. What just happened. Did she not mean to do that? I will try to shake it off and watch more videos. I think about everything that happened today and man was it long. Hugging her keeps popping back into my head and gives me a tiny warm feeling inside. So I decided to see if she is okay. I make my way to her room and then I stand in front of it. I heard her shuffling around. "Chloe, are you okay? I hear a loud bonk, "Owww! Yeah yeah I'm fine." "That sounded like it hurt" "I'm okay!" "I'm sorry about before" "You didn't do anything" "I didn't mind you putting your head on me" Silence... With a door between us yet again. "Well i'm going to bed" She didn't respond but I heard more moving. I don't know why I felt bad, she's right I didn't do anything. I crawled in bed and tried to go to bed but then I heard it again... The faintest moans. I try my best to not listen for like 5 minutes but the cute noises and soft low moans are too much and I start jacking off without any porn. I get as close to the wall as possible and try to make out more noises. As I get close to cumming I hear her. "Mmm...Jay....mmm....fuck." She was thinking of me! I've known this girl for two nights and she is already masturbating to me! I was shocked but honestly flattered. You don't realize how great a feeling it is until it happens but it was just a huge confidence booster. I listen more and hear my name said sporadically mixed in with tiny moans and deep sighs. I ended up cumming to one of the times she said my name. However I wasn't careful enough and hit my elbow against the wall. "Shit!!!"

27[F] Nicole's love of cum and [M]y long layover to assist

I've been lucky enough to have had a few memorable experiences off of Reddit and sometimes when I recount one, the desire to share another becomes very strong. I wasn't sure which one I'd chronicle next but someone reached out after my last post so this one's for you Ang.  Mid 2022 is when my work travel really kicked back into full gear but early 2022 was very boring WFH so I had time to write about a few encounters... My most fun one was a success story on a kink subreddit. I ended up having a few fun conversations off of it with fellow Redditors/kinksters and alike... Nicole stood out.  She was kink-adjacent but not fully into my typical dynamics, a bit shy but also very confident within her comfort zone. Over the course of about a month or so she became more comfortable, more open, etc. We began to have very frank conversations about what we were into, fantasies, and such. We soon discovered we had this one specific thing in common (see title right?). She loved it and I had a consistent supply with the ability to deliver large amounts in one go.  She was based out of Atlanta, not my typical destination and coupled with the fact that we weren't aligned on the deeper kinks it was unlikely we'd actually play in real life. I have never been happier to be so wrong!  I get word that I need to head to HQ in NYC so I go through the usual motions when it hits me that ATL is the perfect layover airport. After a brief chat with Nicole, a nearby hotel is booked and the itinerary is carefully crafted to give me about 6 hours in Atlanta.  It's Tuesday and we are taxing to the gate... on time to boot. I see a few spicy Snaps flash across my screen, this girl knows how to keep your head in the game. I read she was able to get away just fine (she's married, I'm not the morality police here) and she's making her way to the hotel.  After surviving the "stand in the aisle for 20 minutes Joe" and the "my bag is 15 rows back Jane" I make my way through the airport and finally to the hotel. Before I can check-in I notice a long haired brunette sitting nearby, airpods in and just lost in her phone. It's Nicole, I'd recognize that hair anywhere. She's about an hour early. We make eye contact and before I can say anything she pops out an airpod and apologizes for being so early... not the worst thing in the world... by a mile. After a big stinky airplane hug, I tell her she can hang out here while I go shower and change or she can come watch TV while I do all of that. She follows me to the elevators.  Nicole is 27, just shy of 5'5, curly brunette, DD chest, slim thighs and a toned butt. You can't tell much cuz of the jeans but you're not hiding those DDs, no matter how many layers you put on. I'm none of those things... 36 (at the time), 5'7, dad bod but thankfully blessed in other areas.  We make it through the doors and I don't want to waste any time so I start the shower before putting my bag down. I set her up with the TV and the wifi... She can decide if she wants to sit on the bed or on the couch. 15 minutes later I'm freshly showered and as I exit I'm met with a bigger hug, she jokes that she doesn't have to hold her nose for this one. We continue in the same tone as our Snap and Reddit convos, playful, spicy and direct. She informs me that she's been watching my cum videos nonstop since last night and I let her know that I haven't climaxed in three days, ensuring the first load will be extra thick for her. The volume of my cum doesn't really change, just the thickness of the load. For this short get together she wants as many loads as I can give her, on her body and after each one she wants to clean my balls as I rub her head. No cum in the hair, only rule... I get it. She once told me it takes her 45 minutes to wash and dry her.  While fully dressed, I ask her to get in her best "cum slut" position, her words that I love using. She makes it over to the desk and grabs the stationary chair... dragging it over to the bed. She tips it on its back until it is leaning against the bed and takes a seat while balancing herself with her hands. It's different but when you weigh nothing and have a frame like that you have some unique skills.  Head leaning back now onto the bed and her legs dangling off the side of the chair, she has this mischievous look like it's a bucket item for her. I walk over in my boxers and t-shirt, I've been pitching a mini tent since I saw her downstairs and she hasn't been shy about teasing it. I take my boxers off and get on bed, I lean over to pull her t-shirt from her jeans as my balls and tip is rubbing across her forehead, hair and face. It's her favorite thing when she can feel a man like that as a form of incidental touching versus trying to stuff a dick down her mouth.  By the time I'm done freeing her shirt, I'm rock hard and I'm one wrong move away from exploding all over her clothes. It's been 3 days and the build up has been over almost 2 months... I'm only human.  I pulled the t-shirt off, she has a simple bra on... she listened. I told her to bring something she won't mind making a mess of. I removed the clasps from the front and let's just say the camera might add 10lbs but it didn't do any justice to those breasts. She must have noticed my pause as I took them in and all I hear is "told you they're better in person". I was feeling myself build up pretty quickly so I pulled off of her to start stroking it to cum on her chest as it was her first chosen landing spot. She asked me with the most earnest tone if I really liked her breast, even with the couple scars... I positioned myself to the side of her so she saw my throbbing cock and the precum drenched tip. "Proof enough" I shot back and she simply smiled.  As I got back into position she spoke up asking if it was okay to change one thing, I said "of course". She asked me to use her breast to cum and shoot my load all over her stomach. I tipped the chair back to the ground and moved her to the bed, her head hanging from the side. I straddled her head and pushed her breast together to make a tight nook. No spit necessary, after two strokes my precum coated them just fine.  I picked up the pace and tightened my grip with each stroke, as I got closer I saw her bury her hand in her jeans... she did tell me it might happen. Visually that's all I needed as I shot the thickest and longest ropes of cum I ever have. I looked up and her stomach was covered in cum, starting to pool around her belly button, I got a bit of her bare arm/hand that was still in her jeans. When I let go of her breasts another small pool that had formed started to go down her sides. She was a perfect mess. She asked me to feed her my balls while she kept playing with herself and in no time she was breathing heavier into me and without warning she pushed me away, got on her side... saw her body jerk a couple times before she let out a big sigh. She was exactly where she wanted to be... covered in cum and totally spent. She eventually caught her breath and I wiped her down enough to come lay on me while I rubbed her head-- as promised.  The next 2 hours consisted of two more loads, her cleaning me after and rubbing her head. She climaxed once more before we left and ended up lazily sucking me before we took a real nap after the last load. We ended up grabbing a late coffee downstairs before we left and that's when I noticed a spot of dry cum on her collarbone, She just shrugged it off and teased me about how I missed a spot. We met up two more times for longer, more involved play sessions. I've come across many who describe themselves as "cum sluts" but she was truly one of a kind. 

No Way Hypnosis Actually Works [F20] [Hypnosis] [Embarrassment] [Softcore]

As I walked into the college sleepover party with my friends, I couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive. I was always the shy girl in our group, and social gatherings were never my strong suit. But tonight, I decided to challenge myself and simply have fun with my friends. Little did I know that fun would take an unexpected turn. One of my friends suggested that we try hypnosis, just for laughs. She had read about it online and wanted to give it a go. I was sceptical, to say the least. I didn't believe that hypnosis could actually work, especially on someone like me, who was always so guarded and in control of their emotions. Nevertheless, I agreed to participate, if only to prove my point that it was nothing but a silly party trick. My friends gathered around me, their faces a mixture of excitement and curiosity. The designated "hypnotist" began giving me instructions, her voice slow and soothing. She told me that I would experience an orgasm, when someone shakes my hand. I couldn't help but stifle a laugh at the absurdity of it all. There was no way that would actually happen. As the hypnosis session came to an end, I felt no different. I was sure that my scepticism had been proven right. I rejoined the party, my friends eagerly watching me, waiting for the inevitable handshake. I tried to avoid any handshakes, not wanting to give them the satisfaction of knowing if it had worked. But soon enough, someone approached me and extended their hand in greeting. As our hands met, I braced myself, determined not to give in to the hypnosis. But to my surprise, a sudden wave of arousal washed over me. My body tensed, and my heart raced as I tried to resist the urge to succumb to the sensation. I tried to hide it, but the sensation was overwhelming. My skin felt electric, and my muscles twitched involuntarily. I could feel a warmth spreading through my body, and it was both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. As much as I wanted to fight it, my body seemed to have a mind of its own. My breathing grew heavy, and my face flushed as the pleasure intensified. I clenched my fists and bit my lip, desperately trying to hold back the orgasm that was rapidly approaching. I tried to hold on, to push through the intense arousal that threatened to overtake me. I could feel the pressure building, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. My body shuddered, and I felt an intense wave of pleasure crash over me. My legs shook, and my vision blurred as the orgasm coursed through me. The sensations I felt were unlike anything I had ever experienced before. It was as if a dam had broken within me, releasing a torrent of pleasure that engulfed my entire being. My mind went blank, my body surrendered to the overwhelming sensations, and I was powerless to stop it. As the waves of ecstasy slowly subsided, I was left breathless and disoriented. My friends rushed to my side, concern etched on their faces. I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment and couldn't look them in the eye. But as they comforted me and assured me that it was all in good fun, I began to see the humor in the situation. We had all learned something new that night – hypnosis was not to be taken lightly, and perhaps I wasn't as immune to it as I had thought.

[C/C] an update on me and my cousin.

Hey there! It's been over half a month since my last post, and so i wanted to share with y'all my update on me and my cousin, and honestly... It's been great! So much stuff happened so prepare for another big post. Where to start... I guess i should start at the lunch i had with her the day after i posted my first story. After that post and worrying sick about the day after i went out with her to lunch at a restaurant near her house, so when i drove up to her house i simply left my car at her apartment's garage and we simply walked the way there, it was a simple five minute walk give or take so we thought a walk would do good for us. Safe to say i was a nervous wreak about the entire situation, not just because, you know, we've fucked barely a week ago, so while i was trying to act that i was cool my hands were shaking and I had a pretty enormous knot in my stomach. And all the while i couldn't stop thinking about her, not just how I normally did but now i was thinking about her sexually, i desired her, i wanted to love her more than i ever did, yet if i told her head on "hey, i know it's only been a week since i may have taken advantage of you, and I'm your cousin, so wanna fuck again?" I knew i was gonna get slapped and be labeled as a weirdo. At the restaurant it was a little bit better thankfully as i was able to simply drown my thoughts in the loud sounds of the place's insides. It was a self-service so after we made our plates and sat down at the table we started eating and talking... She tried to talk normally, like nothing had happened between us! But i could tell something was up. So after a small talk i decided to touch on the subject. I brought up that day and I could see the color leaving her face, and like in my last post, the worry that she may feel like i had taken advantage of her befell me, my hands were shaking as i apologized, saying what i did was wrong and felt like nothing would be the same ever again. I could see her being visibly taken back by my words before she let out an enormous sigh of relief, a sincere sigh that you would hear from someone who through they had run over someone, only to find out they just run over a tin can (true story). I asked her what happened and she went on to explain that before i did, she wanted to apologize because she felt like SHE was the one that took advantage of me, NOT the other way around. We both let out the most nervous laught ever, makes me wonder what the others in the tables around us though when they saw two people laughing weirdly. After this i decided to confess what I've been feeling for the past week, how i couldn't get her out of my head and how lovelier she looked for me, saying that i now loved her more than ever! Of course, i wasn't expecting a success... So i was shocked when she said the same thing, and that she did enjoy that night, i immediately thought about saying we should go back to her apartment and have a second round but i decided not to. We started joking about that night and throwing small talk here and there about her work, and in no time we headed back to her apartment and to my car. I don't know if it was my new found confidence or stupidity or even this sub, but i took the courage to try and hold her hand, something that she accepted seemingly happy. We walked the way back to my car, she kissed my cheek and I kissed hers and we went our separate ways. I drove back home the happiest I've ever been! And when I got home i was even happier when I heard my phone vibrating on my pocket, a message from her... More nudes, this time less face and more ass... Yeah, I'll be honest and say i almost jerked off right then and there, but i had the self control to go inside to do it. Well, after that day the photos kept coming, she'd send in pictures of herself, some where she was clothed, some where she was naked, some at work, others at the grocery store, i was living the dream, of course i did send some pictures of myself for good measure, didn't want her to feel left off, you know. Sometimes we even started sharing nudes in work, the bolder move on her as she works a white collar office job while i work as IT on a small business, so i got to see her in all sorts of skirts and more upskirts pics that i can count (that last part is an exaggeration, it was like, three upskirts at her work). We are slowly moving things up, but still, getting nudes from my hot cousin doesn't sound that bad now does it? Not at all in my opinion~ Hopefully within the next two months or so I'll have an update for you guys, I'm quite honestly exited to see where this is going!

The Dancer, Part Eleven [F19/F18] [Dub-con] [Exhibitionism] [Reluctant Lesbianism]

**PART ELEVEN** That was new. The last time I was on the ‘stage,’ my skirt had been on. Now I was in a thong, however, and Heather’s single dollar bill that she tucked in the waistband of my underwear while we were upstairs was an easy visual that others could do so as well. Once one guy took the initiative, plenty of others followed suit. I was a proper stripper, strutting my stuff for money. For a moment, I thought that bills being slipped into my thong would be better than my bra. At best, my cleavage had been brushed with each new hand. At worst, there had been a number of ‘accidental’ touches and squeezes during the process of situating the dollar. I’d much rather people touch my hips and thighs than my boobs, so I figured this might be a good change of pace. However, the thong presented an ordeal I hadn’t been prepared for, pretty quickly crushing my hopes for a silver lining amidst my greater exposure to dozens of college students. Unlike my bra, my underwear didn’t give me the opportunity to see everyone’s approach. Those in front of me, sure. Even while swinging my hips and moving to the music, I could keep an eye on my most private area and make sure no one roamed too far south when adding another bill to the growing collection. My backside was a different story. I figured out pretty quickly that I wasn’t always going to be prepared for someone new to walk up. While one person was pushing a dollar into my already stuffed bra cups, I found myself totally caught off guard when I was touched from behind. Slightly jumping as a feminine hand pulled at the waistband of my thong, I froze for a second in fear of losing my underwear entirely. Instead, she merely put a bill into place and allowed the fabric to snap back into place. To make matters worse, whatever girl it was ended things by giving one of my mostly bare cheeks a sharp slap. Squeaking more in surprise than pain, I could only pray that no one heard the meek sound over the loud music. Autumn was quick to grab the microphone and remind me to keep dancing, as my previously fluid movements had temporarily grinded to a halt. Forcing a confident smirk back on my face despite how degraded I felt, I began working my body to the beat like everything was fine. Though I had managed to keep up the ‘no touching’ rule during the lap dances earlier, that concept was destroyed with one little spank. Now, every time someone walked up to ‘pay me’ from behind, I had to deal with an exploratory squeeze and/or a slap to go along with the bill that was added to my thong. Every time, I let it happen. I just kept dancing and wishing that there was a clock nearby so I could more efficiently count down to the end of this violating turn of events. Eventually, my chest got a little more action as well, as a few guys were emboldened by what was happening on my helpless rear. None of them went so far as to fully grope me, though I had already dealt with that a few times already. Instead, their hands lingered in my bra cups, fingers exploring my bare skin for way too long before leaving their cash behind. And, instead of slapping them away and verbally berating them, I simply met their eyes with a flirty smirk and acted like I was enjoying it. A proper stripper, indeed. Thanks to Autumn, and then Heather. And, of course, to my own naivety and total lack of a backbone. Thankfully, my former classmates were content to watch me get loaded up with bills, and there was never a directive to start with the lap dances again. A small mercy, though I had long since forgotten what was coming. “Alright, it’s time to see who gets the midnight kiss!” Autumn announced. The DJ turned the music back down to a more normal volume, and I looked at her in shock as I finally came back to reality. Even with all the wandering hands, I had still managed to disassociate the inappropriate touches by losing myself in the music and the role I was playing. Without the pounding music to assist with that, however, I began thinking about just how exposed I was. Especially on my backside, with only a strip of fabric between my otherwise bare cheeks. Out of pure reflex, I raised my arms to cover myself, to the instant displeasure of the crowd. “Arms down, Bella!” Autumn snapped. Instead of the bubbly blonde personality she had when I first arrived, this was a lot more harsh and demanding. A little more slurred, too, after a good amount of New Year’s Eve partying. I could feel everyone’s eyes fixated on me, which made it almost impossible to re-expose my more private areas. “But-” I began, trying to find my voice. As usual, there were SO many cameras, though it’s not like they were going to capture anything new at this point. Well, that wasn’t necessarily true, if this ‘midnight kiss’ was happening. Technically, Autumn *did* mention it over the phone, but she had totally played it off as a joke at the time. “Or would you prefer to go home in what you’re wearing right now?” There was a bit of laughter and jeering throughout the room at that comment, and I immediately felt my face heat up at the thought of driving home in just my underwear. As much as I didn’t want to obey, I reluctantly lowered my arms and let everyone see me again. It was a miracle that my bra and thong were still intact. At this point, I could feel the fabric starting to give, especially down below. ---------------------------- **Check out my website:** www.ladyluciastories.com **And my Patreon:** https://www.patreon.com/user?u=73056590

37M, had the most amazing joi this morning from another redditer

Early hours this morning i received the most amazing joi i have ever had on reddit. It wasnt a short one either. The full joi lasted for 90 minutes and by the end i was just a cum covered shaking mess. During the joi i was not allowed to cum untill the very end. I was edged and denied more times than i can possibly count, i was made to fuck my ass with my vibrator and after i was allowed to cum i then had to follow up with a second orgasm which i had to ruin. It was a very challenging 90 minutes but fuck me it was one of he most intense orgasms i have ever worked for

[F] The Night I Became a “Daddy” Girl

You could say I’ve fucked my share of daddies—by which I mean both men who have literally fathered children, as well as hot, dominant, sexy-older-man types. (There’s a probably unsurprising amount of overlap between those two varieties of daddyhood, as it turns out.) As for actually calling any of these men “Daddy,” that always felt a bit on the nose for me. 3 years ago I used to get ready for school every day listening to Lana del Rey’s Born to Die album, the whole “Daddy” thing always felt like more of a campy schtick than something I could imagine anyone actually saying with any level of erotic authenticity. That is, of course, until one night in my 18s, in bed at a five-star hotel with yet another man old enough to be my father—this time, one I happened to work for. We were a workplace scandal waiting to happen, the cliché-est of sordid clichés, the 18-year-old assistant and the married big shot with a reputation. The kind of thing you can’t possibly imagine still happens because, Jesus Christ, this isn’t Mad Men, and yet somehow still happens all the time. And because I have a somewhat unflattering, occasionally inconvenient, and often frowned-upon thing for the illicit, I couldn’t fucking help myself. It started the way these things usually do—innocuous work emails that turn into maybe-unnecessary work phone calls that turn into Holy shit, his voice is sexy that turn into texting after hours late one night. First we were talking about work, then we weren’t. Around 2:30 a.m., he let me know he was going to be back in the city next week (he’d been away doing Big Shot things since I’d started my job—we’d never actually met IRL) and we should “grab a drink and talk shop.” Got him, I thought. Well, I thought. I didn’t know for sure what this man actually had in mind. Even our latest late-night texts, while not strictly professional, hadn’t technically crossed any lines. So a few days later I put on my tiniest, is-that-really-work-appropriate? mini skirt and met him in a ritzy Midtown hotel bar to find out if “talk shop” was the euphemism I assumed it was. Here’s the thing you have to understand about Big Shot, though. He wasn’t actually your typical arrogant prick of a corporate asshole, barking orders and sleazing on interns. At this stage of my daddy-fucking career, I’d already encountered more than a handful of self-proclaimed “Alpha male” types (pro-tip: if a man ever refers to himself as an “Alpha,” GTFO of there as fast as you can) who take what they want and fuck you like they’re flexing on you. This man was not that. He was kind and warm, flattering but not sleazy, with the kind of understated confidence that we talk about when we’re talking about Big Dick Energy. He wasn’t aggressive or creepy; three drinks in, sitting side by side at the bar, I still had no way of knowing for sure if this man even wanted what I wanted him to want from me. All I knew was that every maybe-not-so-accidental brush of his hand against my thigh felt fucking electric—in a way that made me understand, for the first time, what people mean when they say that. Some clichés are just clichés until they come along and nearly knock you off your barstool on a random Tuesday night. As had been true from our first phone call, his voice was the thing I was most attracted to. Like him, it was confident, not arrogant, deep, but not booming, smooth and warm—the way I imagine people who like whiskey think good bourbon tastes. When that smooth whiskey voice asked the question I’d been waiting for, “How old are you?” I smiled and said, “I just turned 18.” “You seem much wiser and more mature than 18,” he said. Checkmate. Like many women—particularly those who seek out and/or are sought after by older men—I’d been receiving some version of this compliment for as long as I could remember. He may not have known it yet, but Big Shot had just shown his cards. If there’s one thing men—this particular brand of men, especially—want, it’s a woman with the wit and intelligence of one their own age perpetually imprisoned in the body of one half that age. This doesn’t exist, by the way (though that won’t stop men from expecting it of us), but I could do the “I’m just an old soul trapped in this hot young body” bit pretty well. We closed down the bar and spent a few awkward moments in the lobby, me unwilling to leave and him unwilling to let me go, but neither of us sure how far the other was really willing to take this thing. “Do you want to just raid the minibar upstairs?” he asked, like we were both just in need of a nightcap and nothing more. “Sure,” I said, as if I hadn’t known all along what “talk shop” really meant. Upstairs in his room, we pretended we were there for innocent purposes for about three minutes. I took a total of two sips of the minibar wine he poured before he kissed me, downed the rest of my glass, and led me by the hand to the bed. Making out frantically, tearing at each other’s clothes like, Holy shit, this is really happening, he stopped to ask me a question. “Do you like name-calling?” Reader, for all my I’m a Sexually Experienced Woman Beyond My Years bravado, I didn’t really know what he was talking about. While I’d had a decent amount of bone in me by that point in my life, the majority of my sexperiences had been relatively vanilla—and relatively quiet. I’m not a big talker in general—ask me to say six words in front of more than three people and I simply forget how to breathe—and for the first few years of my sexually active life, that reticence typically extended to the bedroom.

[PI] Dominance doesn't come from nowhere, if she wanted to be more confident in everyday life, she'd have to be more submissive in the bedroom. [F26/M25] [Submission] [Dominance]

\-3,5k words- I’ve struggled with my confidence for the longest time, something that I’m sure many other girls can relate to. For as long as I could remember, I’ve let others run everything in my life. Maybe it was because of the way I looked. Even at 26, I was smaller than the average woman, petite and thin. I had just enough curves to be correctly identified as an adult woman, but not enough to compare to others my age, nor to attract the male gaze. I was far from the féminin ideal. Men passed by me daily and women weren't threatened by my presence. At the very least, I'd been with a few men before, so I wasn't totally inexperienced with the other gender. Though, it had been nothing more than flings and hookups. That much, though it hurt me to no end, I could deal with. What I could not deal with, was my lack of confidence and general urgency over my actions. At times I felt more like a third-party passenger than an actual person. I'd let others decide things about me that they should have no agency over, without ever being able to muster any pushback. Yeah, I was that bad. I ended up in a relatively comfortable position in life but through none of my own actions. My weak disposition frustrated me to no end. It would not be an understatement to say that it made me hate myself. I hated being the poor little girl who could never speak her mind. I hated the feeling of having words caught in my throat every time I tried to speak my mind. And most of all, I hated the persistent indecisiveness that plagued my mind. After years of being like this, I could barely stomach the person I’d become. It all came to head one day. And I lay in my bed, my face covered in tears. My eyes stung and my heart ached. It felt like a hand was compressing my chest. I felt so overwhelmed, so exhausted, and most of all, frustrated at both myself and the world. I hated the person I'd become and I hated the world for making me turn out to be this way. I truly did not want to spend another day as this kind of person. So, I resolved to end it all today. My life of weakness and misery would end today. I reached for my laptop on the nightstand and dedicated the next few hours to finding an answer. Most of the advice I stumbled upon was things I'd already tried, but I kept my head down and continued to push through. My eyes still stung, but determination filled my spirit. I was already off to a good start. After some time, I stumbled on a page claiming to have the secret to creating confidence. I recognize the author of the blog as a famous Professor, so I excitedly clicked on the link and prepared myself to be cured of my sickness. The contents of the page were very much out there. The page was covered in black and white erotic images, while the text portion occupied only a small portion of the screen. The well-known Professor Barbara Keesling wrote about the many ways of acquiring confidence as a woman. One of which was to become sexually submissive. She went on to state that dominance is transitive and thus must come from somewhere. In the case of women with few sexual partners, they would need to become sexually submissive to become more dominant in their daily life. She made the comparison to the alchemical process, it was all about an equivalent exchange in a sense. The very idea sounded insane to me and I was ready to stop my research for the night. But, a part of my brain, the same part that was touched starved, lonely, and craved male validation and attention, was intrigued by it. In the end, I decided that it wouldn't be so bad to at least try it out. That night the thought of doing the deed with a stranger had been strangely appealing. I hadn't been with a man in quite a while and there was only so much I could do on my own. In any case, whether the idea worked or not, my night would end better than it had started. I quickly glanced over at the time on my phone, it was well past 1 am. I jumped up and in a record amount of time, I’d cleaned the smeared makeup off my face and had found an attractive outfit to wear. A black dress that stopped at mid-thigh, and left the top part of my back exposed. I had to go without a bra to properly pull off the dress. I pulled my brown hair out of its ponytail and let it fall to my mid-back. I top off the outfit with a pair of black heels, that added some much-needed height to my small stature. In the end, I decided to forgo redoing my make-up, opting to head out as fast as possible. Once my preparations were complete, I headed for the streets. I used my phone to get a cab and headed toward one of the many clubs in the downtown area. I arrived a bit past the closing time, but not late enough that no one would be there. The edge of the crowd proved to be a good scouting spot and I observed the hoards of lonely men leaving the clubs alone. I just needed to find a guy that was hot enough, that was my only criteria for tonight. I’d put up with anything for the sake of becoming more confident. Even putting up with an asshole guy was a small price to pay. Eventually, I spotted a tall man slowly making his way out of the crowd. His jaw was square and his cheekbones were high, and I almost wondered how such a handsome guy could be going home alone. The reason was quickly made apparent, as I watched him leer at the girls around him with a visible hunger in his eye. His eyes alone made his intentions very explicit, something that seemed to put off the girls around him. This was exactly what I needed, a hyper-sexual guy, that seemed to have very little self-restraint. I watched him leave the crowd and followed him from a distance. When he was far enough from the horde of people, I made my move. I walked up to him and pretended to bump into him. His hungry gaze turned towards me and I knew that I could no longer take this back. I was now in the lion’s den. “You headin’ home?” he asked. “D-depends if you are,” His smile was charming, and it would have made my heart swoon if they’re hadn’t been a dark glint in his eyes. This guy was bad news, but he was just what I needed for tonight. “Then you can come chill at mine,” I nodded meekly and started to walk near him. He wasted no time wrapping his arm around my shoulder and I felt goosebumps when I felt his fingers glide over my bare skin. I had to push down my urge to run away. I had to be completely submissive tonight, so I swallowed the bile rising in my throat and leaned into his side. He said nothing, but from the way his hand move down to my breasts and squeeze them he seemed to think it was the right move. We walked in silence as he continued his odd attempt at foreplay. Though to his credit, my nipples were hard and my pussy was starting to stain my panties. By the time we reached his apartment, a nice high-rise residential building, my face was tinted red. My heart was pounding in my ears as we made our way up the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, he pushed me into the glass mirror and proceeded to shove his tongue into my mouth. I accepted his tongue into my mouth and had to put up with him shoving it down my throat. His hands groped and slapped my ass, only stopping when he heard the ding of the elevator. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to a door on the far side of the hall. My breath quickened as he fumbled for his keys. I knew what was about to happen and though this guy gave me the ick, I could only hope I would enjoy it, or that the advice I was given would be true, though at this point it felt secondary. His door opened with a soft click and the next thing I knew I was pulled inside and he went back to kissing me. Though this time, he grabbed me by my ass and hoisted me up into the air. I had to wrap my hands around his neck to stop myself from falling. We eventually arrived to his room and he dropped me onto his bed. “Strip,” he commanded and I hurriedly did as I was told. My black dress slipped off my frame revealing my perky nipples and my height dropped by several inches when I tossed off my heels. It went unsaid that my panties held a bit of my wetness. I watched with rapt attention as the stranger stripped. His shirt came off to reveal a muscular but thin physique. He had the most shredded abs I’d ever seen and his flaccid penis was the size of all of the erect one’s I’d seen. God, if this guy wasn’t such a creep he’d make for the perfect piece of eye candy. His cock swung as he approached me and I had to remind myself that I swore to submit to him. No matter what he would do to me, I would have no objections. I would let him defile my body, all in the name of confidence. I sat on the edge of the bed and waited for him to put a hand on me, mold me, and turn me into whatever he wanted me to be. I was fully prepared to be used only for his pleasure, to be no better than a sex doll, if only for the night. He placed his thick cock on my lips, and I wasted no time in taking him in my throat. I felt his cock harden inside my mouth and soon it was too big for me to fully take it in. I felt him going too far, but I did my best to take him as far as I could, even as I gagged on his cock. I loosened up my throat and forced myself to breathe through my nose. He continued to fuck my throat and I did nothing to dissuade him. The sound of his cum covered cock fucking my esophagus filled the room. I felt disgusted, I hated the feeling of him forcing his length inside my mouth. I wanted nothing more than to push him away and take a fresh breath. No, what I really wanted was to call this off and head home to cry under my weighted blanket. But, I couldn't do that. Not when my confidence was on the line. So I remained wholly submissive to the stranger and played to his whims. After some time, I got used to the feeling of his cock stretching my jaw, his smooth balls bouncing on my chin, and his large hand holding the back of my head while he pulled onto my hair. The comfort was short-lived. He started to increase his speed and I could barely hang on to the contents of my stomach as he forced himself as deep as he could go. I could barely breathe and on top of that, his precum was forcing its way through my nose, mixing with my snot. Tears streaked down my face and I was glad I had decided to forego the makeup. “I’m gonna cum, swallow it like a good little slut,” he growled. That was the only warning I got before he shove himself as far as he could down my throat. I gagged again and had to swallow my bile, as his cum flooded my mouth. His semen came out in a smooth never ending jet. I swallowed as much as I could, desperate to not let any out, but eventually, it was too much for me to hand and I choked. I struggled for air and trying to breathe proved to be a massive mistake as the cum flooded my airways and shot out through my nose. I was choking and there was nothing I could do to get away from it. The stranger continued to cum in my mouth and time seemed to slow. My eyes went wide as more and more cum forced itself inside me. I briefly wondered if I’d die drowning in his cum. Fortunately for me, he stopped before I could get to that point. He pulled my head off his cock, perhaps as a small act of mercy, and I coughed out lung-fulls of cum. I struggled to catch my breath, my heart was pounding and I felt light-headed. My throat throbbed. “Good girl,” I could barely focus at that point, but I could feel the satisfaction radiating off of him. I felt gross. Snot, cum, and tears covered my face. The acrid taste in my mouth was strong enough that I felt like gagging with every breath I took, something which only serve to exacerbate my current state. This was not how I’d imagined my night going, but I’d signed up for this. I was the one that had decided to submit myself to the whims of a total stranger and I was committed enough to see it through. While I caught my breath, the stranger sat behind me. He hugged my petite body, and his still erect cock pressed into my back. I focused on my breath and let him do as he pleased. His large hands grabbed at my breasts and he pinched and pulled at my nipples. The stimulation sent ripples of warmth through me, a comfort I desperately needed at the moment. After a few minutes of such comfort, my breath finally slowed and my heart stopped hammering. I relaxed into the stranger's chest and he took it as a sign to continue. One of his hands found its way between my legs, and I spread myself wider to accommodate him. His fingers teased the outside of my vagina, picking up some of the wetness that lay on its outside. His fingers moved with the grace of someone with a good amount of experience. He played on the edge of my labia and moved up to tease my clit every so often. I was filled with warmth and I felt a sort of twisted comfort in this situation. I stopped suppressing my voice and let out soft hums. Judging from the way his dick throbbed, I’m sure the stranger enjoyed hearing them. His hand gyrated across the surface of my pussy, slowly becoming slicker and slicker as I covered him in my juices. He eventually sped up his movements, and I felt his hand press onto my clit. I throbbed against him and he quickened his pace. I barely lasted a minute, before I felt an orgasm coming on. I savored the pleasurable flow of neurotransmitters and chemicals flowing through my system. The high I felt made me a bit more numb to the situation. Though my body shook and my pussy throbbed, I climaxed in silence. Judging from the fact that the stranger hadn’t slowed down, I assume that he had not noticed. He continued at the same pace for longer than I thought was possible and I came repeatedly. Each one of my orgasms was just as pleasurable as the last. I supposed I was lucky to be the sort of woman that was not too sensitive after coming, if not, I’m sure that it would have caused me a great deal of torture to be held down by an attractive and be forced to orgasm over and over again by the skills of his fingers. I lost track of how long stayed in his embrace, with his fingers pressed up to my vulva, the stranger finally let me go. He stood up and pushed me down so that my butt was barely hanging off the edge of the bed. His large cock throbbed and I wondered if it would even fit inside me. I quickly had my answer when he lowered his thick length and plunged inside me in a swift movement. My voice cracked, halfway between a cry and a moan. I felt his cock stretch out my vagina as he eased himself inside me. Even with how wet I was, and how many times I’d cum before, I still felt like he’d stuck his penis inside me with no prior foreplay. I strangely wondered how much pain I’d be in if he’d started with that. My insides throbbed, in both pain and pleasure as I accommodated him inside me. Eventually, he bottomed out and I felt his balls rest on my pussy. I did my best to not squirm under him as he proceeded to move. His thick cock spread my walls thin and press onto all of my sensitive spots. My voice came out in brief moans each time he slid his cock inside me. The pressure I felt in my vagina warned me of an incoming orgasm and this time the stranger was sure to have taken note as my pussy tightened and spazzed around his cock. My orgasm lasted for a minute and even after it stopped my mind was still filled with bliss. I could no longer control myself, that much I was sure of. My body had fully submitted to his whims. “You good, to go again?” The stranger asked. “Yes,” I said weakly and It was impossible to miss the way my broken voice excited him. The stranger fucked me all night, with no regard for what either of us had to do in the morning. He was a beast that needed no rest and I was his slut, at least for the night. He molded my body into all sorts of positions and turned me into a glorified fuck-doll. He used my body as he pleased and he came inside me so many times I wondered how he could even keep going. The time between each one of his ejaculations increased each time he discharged a load of his hot semen inside my pussy. And while he had a refractory period, he passed the time by shoving his fingers into my pussy and while he played with my clit. Our marathon lasted until sunrise. The light streaming through the curtains was his cue to stop. “Shit, lost track of time,” I nodded weakly, my pleasure-filled mind was slow to recover. “You can take a shower here before heading home,” “Thank you,” I said, my voice cracked and broken. The stranger's eyes glinted, and his cock throbbed again. I waited for him to continue where we left off, but he made no move to do so. I could barely stand, and I was sure that the soreness would overtake me as soon as I fell asleep. I waddle to my pile of strewn-about clothing and collected them before heading to the shower. The hot water washed over me and soothed my muscles and my mind. I collected my thoughts as I washed myself of the residue of the last few hours. I pushed out as much of the come lodged inside my pussy and though I was on birth control, I made a mental note to head to the pharmacy to grab a plan B. By the time I was out of the shower, my thoughts were clear. They were clearer than they’d ever been in my entire life. I caught my reflection in the mirror as I stepped out of the shower. I’d done it, I’d fully submitted to a man. The experience had felt more humiliating and dehumanizing than anything I had ever imagined. I’d felt so dirty and disgusted with myself at the start of it, and yet, now that everything was over, I felt a feeling of power rushing through me. I realized that there was a strength in submitting. I'd exercised a great amount of will to overcome my natural instincts and I was already being rewarded for it. I stared at my reflection for longer than I’d ever had before. My skin seemed to have a natural glow to it and my expression was serene as opposed to the downtrodden and somber one that often coated my features. The curves of my body no longer made me cringe. For the first time in a long time, I’m not ashamed of my body. I felt at ease with myself, accepting every part of me. And if having to submit myself to a stranger was all it took, then I sure as hell don’t mind doing that again.

Respectable mom having a little more fun with the delivery guy [Part 2] [MF]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11axnsd/respectable_mom_giving_the_delivery_guy_a_show/) For a little catch-up, I’m a married, 31-year old mother of two. My husband and I have recently opened up our marriage; and when I’m away for business, or have other chances, I like to get a bit flirty and daring. Last time I talked about masturbating in front of the pizza guy, then helping him jerk off. At the end of our time, he asked if he could call me sometime. I told him I’m only in for the night, but I’ll be back in his city in the future; he can go ahead and try to reach me. Well, he didn’t wait a few days to call me, he did later that night. An hour or two later, as I’m getting ready for bed, he rings. He tells me he just got off work and is wondering if he could stop by and hang out for a bit. I assumed he meant more than “talk,” so I thought about it for a second. He wasn’t bad looking, just a kinda average late 40’s slightly heavy guy. Typically not the kinda guy I would want to sleep with, but he was sweet, and I’m enjoying feeling slutty. So, I indulged him and said “come on by.” By that point I’d already put on my sleeping attire, but figured I should get naked again. After all, that’s the only way he’s ever seen me! I also start to get myself in the mood with some light touching. Not ten minutes later there’s a knock at my door, and it’s him again. I open the door, and he just has the biggest grin on his face. He tells me “you’re so beautiful,”, I smile and say thanks, and invite him in. Once inside, and the door closed behind, he placed his hands on waist, moving them lightly and firmly around from my butt to my hips and back again. I tell him that feels nice, and he goes on and on about how hot I am, about my body, you know, stuff I like to hear. He then dives in to kiss me like an over-eager teenager. Open mouth, thrusting his tongue in and around my mouth, I’m gasping to keep up. His hands started to wander all over me, grabbing, padding, my back, butt, and breasts.I’m having a little trouble with my balance so I start pulling him towards the bed. When I reach it, I kind of awkwardly plop my ass down, and he resisted falling on top of me. He fell to his knees on the floor, spread my legs, and began to lick me. He wasn’t the best at it, again, like an over-eager teenager. Sloppy and forceful, mashing his tongue against my clit, his goatee tickling me a little. Still, it was doing something to me, it felt good; hell, mediocre oral is still oral. I placed my hands on his head, ran my fingers through his hair, and gave him some light instructions. “Softer now,” “move your tongue around my pussy lips,” “stick a finger in me,” “massage my g-spot,” that kind of thing. He was a willing student and did what I asked. It felt really good, but I don’t think I was going to be able to cum like that. So, to move the night along, I told him “time to return the favor, let me suck your cock” in my “sexy” voice. He stood up, unbuttoned his pants (he was still in his whole uniform, I don’t think he took his shoes off yet!”) and pulled it out. I licked up and down his shaft, and circling my tongue around his tip. He didn’t exactly trim down there so I resisted licking too far down, and licking the balls was not happening. I moved on to putting him in mouth and bobbing up and down, with him groaning through the whole thing. Eventually he moved his hands to my head, and gently pushed me down onto him. I deepthroated him the best I could (he’s decently sized). What proceeded was a “light and gentle” throat fuck, with him groaning out “you’re so hot,” and “fuck” and “it feels so good” and the like. At a point, he pulled himself out of my mouth and asked “can I fuck you now?” I smiled and nodded. Then in a pretty quick motion, he pulled me onto the bed, finally took off his shoes and pants, and laid down on top of me. He didn’t enter me right away, went back to running his hands all over me and sloppily kissing me. After a bit, he pointed his dick at my pussy, and entered with one quick thrust, letting out a loud “oh fuck.” After reveling in being inside of me, he started thrusting. Pretty quickly I asked him if he could put on a condom, saying I had a few of them. He pulled out, rolled his eyes a little, and obliged. I told him “sorry, my husband and I agreed that I need to wear a condom if I’m messing around with someone else.” He seemed a little surprised, asking “he knows about this? Is he kind of a cuck or something?” I shrugged, saying he thinks it’s hot when I mess around with other guys. Then he asked “Does he have a little one or something?” My husband is actually pretty big, and I didn’t want to lie, so I said something like “let’s just say he doesn’t measure up.” I gave him one of the condoms I keep. He slipped it on and entered me again, and started thrust fairly spastically. He was really digging dirty talk. There was a lot of “you like that big cock,” and  “yea, you like that baby” from him, and I more or less faked it back to him “oh yes, fuck me,” “you’re so big” “you feel so good,” etc. To be honest, the sex wasn't feeling that great. And I don’t mean to sound cruel, but it felt strange at that moment to be doing this with a man I wasn’t sexually attracted to. So, I decided to flip the script. I asked him if we could switch things up a bit. He stopped moving and said “sure.” I told him to lie down on the bed, and moved on top of him. I slide myself down on him, slowly rotating my hips up and down him. I leaned back to put some pressure against my g-spot, and played with my clit a bit. Finally, I was getting into it, giving some honest moans from the pleasure. He enjoyed feeling up my ass and boobs. One funny moment transpired when I wanted to call out his name, but realized I didn’t know it. So I just stopped moving for a second and said, “I’m sorry, what’s your name?” He laughed, gave it to me. Then, I proceeded to moan out his name. After a few minutes of riding him, I laid down on him to grind my clit against his body. I was really feeling it now, and managed to cum like that. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t a bad orgasm by any stretch, but I also played it up a little for his benefit, with alot “fuck fuck fuck” screams and kept rubbing and moving against him. He got into it too, and wildly started thrusting in and out of me. It actually felt really good, maybe I realized the benefit of “fake it til you make it”. I responded by yelling “yes, fuck me, fuck me”. I managed to roll my waning orgasm into cumming again. As the pleasure subsided, I collapsed on him and told him how much I needed to be fucked, and it’s been a long time since someone made me cum twice like that. He replied with “oh you’re very welcome,” but unfortunately also told me he’s was going soft a bit, blaming it on the condom. I apologized again, and offered up doggie. He agreed, so I got on all fours and he got behind me. After stroking himself for awhile, he put himself back inside me, and attempted to thrust some more. Again he kinda went soft. I could sense he was getting frustrated, and felt bad that I prioritized my own pleasure for a while. So, I  said he could take the condom off for a bit if that helped. He took it off, started jerking himself, and fairly quickly I hear a loud groan, and the sensation of his load hitting my back. I tried to encourage him by saying stuff like “yes, give me your cum,” and “god, that’s so hot,” which I think he appreciated. Always a gentleman, he grabbed a towel and wiped it off my back. We both collapsed on the bed together, me in his arms running my hands under his shirt and through his chest hair. After some silence, I talked about how great that was, he agreed. He also mentioned that it’s been close to 6 months since he had sex, and apologized that he was a little over-eager and nervous. I assured him that it was all great; which wasn’t a total lie, it had its moments. He then asked me a little about my husband’s and me “arrangement.” I told him we planned on it being an open marriage, but has kinda worked itself into more of a “hotwife” situation. He then asked me how he stacked up, and told him he was great, that my husband can’t make me cum like that (again, a little exaggeration on my part). He opened up more about his own relationship, unsure the last time his wife came, how she’s kinda grossed out by receiving oral, doesn’t really touch herself or ask him to, doesn’t want to use toys, etc. Basically, it seems like she never had that high of a sex drive, and getting older killed any remaining part of it. Wanting to change the topic, I went back to telling him he’s a great fuck. He asked if I’ll ever be back around here. Again, I was kinda feeling guilty I “used” his dick so I told him I’d be back in a week or so. He asked if he could hit me up again and I agreed. Will let y’all know if anything else happens.