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Experiences or fantasies of a bi guy PART 1

The next evening I went back to the dormitory because as usual I was horny as hell; apart from my strong sex drive this is due to youth with the consequent storm of hormones that we have in our body. There were always very few men during the winter when there was less need for labor on the farm. As usual it was dark and you could barely see anything but in the first room there seemed to be nobody at least from a first glance when I heard a noise coming from the next room. I went in and realized that there were two men lying on two separated bunk beds next to each other. I approached the first, moving the edge of the woolen blanket to see his face thanks to the feeble light that entered from the large windows high up on the wall of the room. It was a colder winter than usual. He raised his head and asked me who I was and what I wanted. Without saying anything, I placed my other hand on the blanket right between his legs. I've never been shy, quite the contrary, but in these things I'm not very good, or at least not as skilled as I am. He was a black man no older than 46-48 and stocky though not tall. Luckily he understood immediately and as he was lowered his pants he told me I could lie down next to him. I did so but with my head next to his genitals. Well, I can continue for someone that is interested or write other perv stories......

You want to fuck your classmate without condoms? *Erection intensifies* [MFM]

This story takes place in 2017. It was our first foray into nonmonogamy and arose organically with a classmate of Sara's. Threesomes are something I fantasized about for a long time, but never had the opportunity to experience. Early in the relationship, I asked Sara If she wanted to have a threesome and she wasn't interested. I guess she REALLY wanted to fuck this guy, because she randomly brought it up one day. We had been together for seven and a half years and Sara had never had sex with anybody besides me. I wanted her to be able to experience sex with other people, so naturally, it was an enthusiastic yes from me. The next few weeks supercharged our sex life. We couldn't get enough of one another. My birthday came up and we had already had sex twice when she dropped the Mother Of All Bombs on me. She didn't want to use condoms during the threesome and wanted us both to cum in her. HOLY FUCK. I don't think my dick had ever been harder. We had sex an additional FIVE TIMES; a record that stands for me to this day. A week later, we met at a pub so I could get to know him and see if we vibe. He was really chill, smart, and respectful. We got along well and his STI tests checked out, so it was on. I was a little nervous, but I think Sara and I were both more excited than nervous. As I showered and shaved in preparation, I thought about performance issues. “Oh god, what if I can't get it up?” I decided to test it out by thinking about what was about to happen. Mixed results. Not a good sign. We arrived at his house, started cooking dinner, and poured out some glasses of red wine. Sara picked out a cabernet and Ménage á Trois, because she is hilarious. Sara is really good at cooking, but this guy is an actual pro. He works at one of the better restaurants in the area. So, it was really cool to see some of his skills and techniques. I was dehydrated when I got there and knew I had to stay hydrated for later, so I quickly downed two or three glasses of water. I overcompensated, and the bathroom and I soon became good friends. We ate dinner, which was delicious, and retired to the couch to start watching a Mexican film with subtitles. The bonds of friendship between myself and the toilet were quite strong by this point, so of course I was shitting when it finally happened. I walked out to see both of them down to their underwear with Sara sucking his cock. She later told me that after I left, she sat closer to him and neither of them knew how to initiate, so after he put his wine glass down, she said, “This looks like a good place to sit,” and straddled him for an intense make out session. I walked around the couch and said, “That was quick,” to break any tension and signal my approval as I took off my clothes. Sara went back and forth voraciously sucking our cocks. After sucking my cock, she turned around to stick her ass in my face while blowing him. I grabbed her ass and bit it a few times, apparently leaving some marks. She demanded we both stand next to each other so she could more easily switch between each cock. Uh oh. Performance anxiety. Except, it wasn't me, it was him. The poor guy had issues keeping it up, but was really talented with his tongue and fingers. He made her cum in ways that I have not. It was really hot to watch him eat her out while I sucked on her nipples, stuck my cock in her mouth, and then kissed her passionately. Sara came almost immediately when he slipped his cock into her pussy. She soon walked over and sat on my cock reverse cowgirl and rode until she came again. I decided to put on a little show for our new friend. I stood up, picked her up, and fucked her in front of him. She then went back to him and told him to fuck her doggy. This is where he put some of the red marks on her ass. He was having performance issues, so I asked if it might help for me to leave the room. We decided to try it. I went down the hall to his room and stood in the doorway listening. The sounds were pretty hot in addition to her telling him how she imagined fucking him on the table in class. The sounds got hotter as they began to include her cumming. And then I heard her yell, “Ahh. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yeah! Yeah! Right there! RIGHT THERE! RRIIIGGHHTT TTTHHHEEEERRREE!” HOLY SHIT. I stared down at my cock and it was rock hard. I had to see this, so I crept over quietly to watch. I crept back before they noticed and gave them a few minutes. When I returned, he was fucking her mouth as she lay on the couch and motioned for me to fuck her pussy, so I obliged. He sat down and she got on top of him to ride while I watched. He was having performance issues again, so she knelt on the floor and started sucking his cock again. I got behind her and thrust my shaft deep to spit roast her. I added the rest of the red marks to her ass and snapped a picture. She had a number of intense orgasms and I alternated between pounding her and licking her ass and pussy. I noticed that Sara could not maintain the composure to continue sucking his cock during an orgasm, so I initially backed away to play with her clit, and then completely so she could focus on him. He said that it was helping when I was fucking her, so back I went to pounding her pussy. I grabbed her hair and shoved her head down on his cock to the rhythm of my thrusts. We moved to his bedroom and Sara lay on her back on the edge of the bed for me to fuck her pussy while he fucked her mouth. She flipped around for us to switch and I played with her nipples with my tongue while he fucked her. I kissed her deeply and then shoved my cock in her mouth. I grabbed her hair and pushed her head down my cock until she gagged. His pace was increasing, so I stepped back to watch and play with her nipples. After all of the performance anxiety, I wasn't sure he would be able to cum, so I was relieved and incredibly aroused when he shot his load in her pussy. I walked over and could see his thick white cum dripping from her. I slid my cock into her cum-filled pussy, lay on top of her in missionary, kissed her, put my arms behind her back to hold her close, and sensually fucked her until I came deep inside of her. It felt like a flash flood. I had built up quite a reservoir from not cumming for a few days and two hours of sex had built it up even more. Sara lay on the bed full of bliss. Sara and I were both hungry by the time we got back home. She said we should eat and then have sex. “No, we're fucking first,” I replied.

[B/S] Boxing Day!

First of all, merry Christmas everyone! And happy holidays to those of you who don’t celebrate. Hope you all had a wonderful holiday season and are looking forward to the new year! Given my previous commitment to try to post more often, I’ve decided to talk about what’s happened today, as well as give some context to my parent’s situation. So let’s start with my parents. To start off with, they raised us very well. They are two very successful people that raised two kids without ending up with them spoiled brats. (At least I’d like to think so.) So I want to make that unequivocally clear. May and I both have a great relationship with mom and dad. That being said, the flip side to that success means they spend a lot of time out of the house. They definitely try their damndest to be their for us, and they usually are their for the important bits, but they definitely had a tendency to leave us to our own devices. In fact, I used to wonder if that “isolation” is what led me and May to develop as close as a relationship as we did. The reason I mention this is partially what made today so sweet. We had family over all day yesterday and Mom and Dad were home all day, so May and I didn’t get a ton of time to ourselves. Today however, we did! Mom and Dad had to leave early, at around 7:00 (keep in mind we’re college students. Anything before 10, at least for May, is early.) This was fantastic for us because it meant I got to wake up, walk to May’s room, and cuddle with her for a couple hours. Nothing sexual, we just held each other. Although I will admit to some casual groping on my part. When May was good and up we continued our quest to have sex on every room in the house (parents moved when we left for college. It’s a decent sized house- lots of rooms). Today we did the guest room and the “man cave” part of the basement. For those of us who like the lewd bits I finished on her chest once, and in her mouth the second time. After that we put on some pajamas and opened our gifts for one another. My personal favorite was an extraordinarily nice mess kit. Those are tools for cooking in the woods, I’m an outdoors nut. I don’t know for certain what May’s favorite gift was but I did catch a certain sparkle in her eye when she opened a necklace I got her. It cost an arm and a leg but it was totally worth it. After that we made love in the living room right next to the Christmas tree. Mouth again, for anyone interested. Then we kinda just hung out, enjoying the intimacy of knowing when our parents would be home and that nobody else was around. She got to put her head in my lap and I got to smack her ass when I walked by her in the kitchen. It was really nice. We spent the last couple hours snuggling on the couch while she read a new book and I played a new video game. All in all, a perfect Boxing Day.

[F18] My first lesbian experience with Mom's friend

Recently I had lesbian sex for the first time and it was crazy. I was staying with my mom's friend because my mom was working away and she didn't want to leave me alone. One of those nights my mom's friend told me she and my mom had a thing going on in their college days. Never would I have thought that my mom liked women, but I liked learning about this. Then, my mom's friend told me that I reminded her of my mom and that she just had to admit that she would love to sleep with me. To her luck, I had a secret crush on her and I took the opportunity to let her know. The look on her face after my confession revealed her excitement. We started kissing and ended up sleeping together like she wanted (how I wanted too course).

Austrian Sauna male perspective [m40] [m22] [m70] [f45] [sauna] [group play] [mmf] [anal] [POV] [public]

This continues the story ‘Austrian Sauna’ by u/caribsailor12 who kindly permitted me using the prompt. You can her perspective here [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10losuq/austrian\_sauna/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10losuq/austrian_sauna/) The oppressive heat of the sauna comforts me. It warms, caresses and hides me. At 40 and a busily unhappy married man, there are few chances to focus on my body and breathing. Sweat beads navigate over my chest hair and down my sides igniting sensations over parts of my body that haven’t been touched. In this Austrian sauna, I enjoy a communal moment of peace with some other men, all pleased to be in silence and at peace in their primal naked state: from the tired pensioner grasping his knees bent double, to the 20-something walking aesthetic of sinewy muscle, pale egg shell skin and tattoos too elaborate and ornate to fully understand. The mist circulates and wafts as a new man walks in to join our silent communion. No. That floral scent, the way the hips sway tentatively. Blonde silky shoulder length hair streaked behind her ears as if clay rather than strands. \*She\* sits down shielding herself. Beautiful and slender, her skin tone was as olive and dark as mine, but she was clearly white, around my age and kissed by the sea sun. The moist air highlighted her delicate crevices and curves and each bony extrusion. Her muscles were toned but not obtrusive, and her nipples were pert and hard chocolate treats. Her small but inviting tits heaved as she closed her eyes and breathed in the vapours. At first she was nervous and we all dutifully hid our gaze rather than make her feel like prey. Most men actually left in an awkward hurry rather than stay and deal with the social complexity of it all. But as the sweat engulfed her blonde slender frame, the droplets delighted her nipples making them hard and erect. They converged over her small waist and overflowed onto her trimmed bikini line. The drips arrested our eyes and engulfed her delicate clit. They fell into her pussy, teasing it and engorging it. She squirmed and eased her tension. She lifted her frame to proudly show us her breasts and opened her legs. She eased into her exposure. \*She invited the attention.\* ‘Fucking tease’ the boy mumbled within earshot. He turned red as he realised he said that out louder than her thought. The old man chuckled. Her only response was to lean her elbows against the steps above thrusting her growing confidence on us all. She swayed her blonder hair side to side and breathed with the tiniest moans. Her glistening body dared us to do something to it. Especially me. I sat directly opposite. As the tattooed boy and pensioner hid their fixated gaze, I watched intently without breaking my lock. Even with her eyes closed she knew I was watching. I am certain she timed her breathing to encourage my cock to grow thicker and harder with each heave. She was now gently sighing sitting in her own juices, her skin turning red and body relaxing. My throbbing brown dick pointed at her and twitched exactly as she opened her eyes to return to reality. She froze but didn’t recoil she looked up in anger at me expecting me to avert my gaze. I doubled down and spread my legs wide revealing my large balls. The boy and the old man see what’s going on. The old man, uninhibited by decorum or societal rules, strokes his flaccid cock to life struggling with the each stroke. The boy saunters across three steps and teases his pierced nipple. His cock as hard as mine and pointing to the sky. He coughs to get her attention. Her eyes dart between the three hard cocks pointing at her. She leans over, elbows over knees looking at the door. She plays with her hair deep in thought. No doubt she’s getting ready to leave. But it’s one beat too long. One breath long enough to know she wants to stay. I make the decision for her. I stand over her with my twitching cock in her face. The mist engulfs us both and I run my fingers through her hair slipping right through it. She tilts her head up and opens wide with her eyes closed. Her soft moans become hums of pleasure as she submits and takes a strangers cock into her wet mouth in public. Her blonde hair is cut by my dark fingers grabbing her skull and fixing it in position while I use her mouth for my pleasure, which she palpably vibrates by doing. Uninhibited, she massages her now drooling clit. Eyes opening when her lips are touching my balls to see my head snap back in pleasure and close up again to focus on fucking my cock with her mouth. I place my hand on top of her as she plays with herself. She silently teaches me and guides me to fuck her pussy as she works my cock as if she hungered for it. The boy joins us. He towers over as he inspects her like a thing. She relishes in it by pulling out my dick from her mouth spitting on it and smiling up at him. His squeezes become tighter and she yelps in encouragement. He grabs her head and forces her throat onto my cock. She obey and struggles all at once. She rewards him for his force by stroking his cock, her fingers covered with her juices. The three of us are locked in an awkward dance of him pushing her face onto me, my fingers now in her replacing her hands on his cock. All the while, we are watched by the old man. The dirty old man. She hasn’t forgotten about him. His energetic thrusts are powered by his glazed and opaque eyes looking at the scene of flesh on flesh, sweat on sweat. She gasps for air from my cock but looks at him with a goofy smile around my dick. She’s smiling sweetly at the dirty old pervert. Encouraging him as he relives his youth and happiness watching her. The boy takes one of her legs. I follow suit and split her. Her body glistens in absolute glory. Since giving into her own desires, she’s grown a foot taller. She’s free and herself. And we are here to both serve and use. We kneel over her, and we both bite and kiss her thighs pinching her feet that are curled and lifted in the air. Our tongues wind around her clit from top to bottom. Fumbling in the mist we grab and tease her nipples. Enveloping her, we both fuck her at the same time with her fingers. At first we both enter her pussy. She arches forward and nearly explodes there and then over us. Our timing is chaotic but intense and she relishes in the mania more than anything else. The eagerly moves his fingers to her ass, grabbing and raking his fingernails over her. She grits her teeth in disdain but hunkers into it. She wants it. He forces his fingers into her. I grab his wrist and slow him down. I help guide him into her. She pants through the first push as I tease and massage her clit. Soon we are both well timed, exploring inside her, biting and kissing her thighs and clit. She is in control as we use her. The old man leans forward and begins to speak in near tongues. She gestures for us to lift her. She stands between us as we kneel, me facing her pussy, the boy’s nose wedged between her ass cheeks. We stand up sandwiching her as she tiptoes. There are no words, no instructions, everyone knows exactly what to do when. A ballet of lust in the mist of a dirty Austrian sauna. He he kneads hers ass and spreads her. I kiss her deeply the way too lost married souls do when they have a moment rekindling something lost forgotten. She way she holds my hand as it holds her head tells me all there is to know: married for years, silently quit, searching for something, and just wanting a moment’s escape into something lustful and destructive. She screams as she feels a 22-year old dick penetrate her ass raw. She grabs my neck for support and hmm in pain and delight. He’s learnt his lesson and take it slow. She pushes herself down on him as he thrusts into her. I pin her arms up and wrap her left leg around my girthy waist. Thicker and stronger than the boy she rests on me with her weight as he grabs her hips and slides gently into her but slowly picking up pace. I lock her in my arms with her breast pushing against my chest and slide my cock easily into her pussy. She effortlessly takes us both in her, ass and pussy. Standing and taking it and giving it. We time it just right so we push in her at the same time. We start slow and build as we pick up the pace her hands darts and search for support on either one of us. Her teeth grit and she screams. We grunt and push deeper into her. She hikes her other leg and wraps around me. She thrusts onto with her legs and arms wrapped around me as she’s thrust into by the tattoos. She arches back and forth leaning back to the boy kissing him over her shoulder, leaning forward and holding me by the back of the head with copious eye contact. The dirty old bastard now groaning encouraging himself. She occasionally untangles to look and nod at him sweetly. The old man explodes all the way to her thigh and she groans in delight. We are spurred on and fuck her. We fuck her hard. We use her and she uses us in return. The boy whimpers and pulses in her and shamefully withdraws as she bubbles out his cum form her ass. Us together we face eachother as we fuck standing. The boy fingers her ass as the sound of my balls clapping her pussy echo through the room. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper. The eruption begins. Slow and distant but certain. It throbs between us. She grabs my back and we grab her throat and we cum together. She gushes onto me while I fill her. Our knees buckle and fall to the floor, which is a mix of water cum and sweat. Still panting, the boy scurries out first. The man catches his breath, stretches and bounces out while smiling and nodding to the woman. She takes one final look at me, tilts her head in thanks and crawls over to her bikini. I try to stand but I cramp. I’m not as flexible as a I used to be. I am going to need more sauna time.

Taking my brother and his best friend !

my step brother had been shown a video of me fucking someone else on my OF , he has noticed that the guy railing me on my video is his best mate , this was before my brother started making content with me and clearly they have been talking amongst themselves becuase they both decided they wanted to tag team … No prior warning , just both in my house on the spot , so I said yes, I kindly got onto my knees and removed both there trousers and start rubbing and sucking them both at the same time , my step brother was having none of it and swiftly made his was behind me and started fucking me doggy while I was sucking off his best friend. This switched up a few times , and now I have his friend fucking me sideways while my step brothers massive cock is exploding down my throat , not far behind his friend starts releasing his hot cum into my pussy making me feel like a slut. Needless to say , it was amazing and will definitely be happening more planned in the future and not so rushed🫣

Hot neighbor. New day. Part 2

I couldn't bring myself to come up with something interesting with Michelle. I used to love her. Her figure was excellent. She was into fitness. She took care of herself. To my shame, I can see that some of my 18-20 year old friends looked worse. In addition, she agreed to be my sex toy and whore. I really had 2 girlfriends, more like just comrades than my girls. One is 18, the other is 19. They were very beautiful. Tried to establish a closer relationship, but so far it did not work. 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 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 buttoned up my collar. I pulled the leash over myself. \- Come to me, my bitch, I 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 alacrity. 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 lick it. 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 dick. Then she began to caress my balls. Then she took the dick 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 seemed to like it too. What a wonderful neighbor I have. \- Oh, Michel, this is fantastic, I'll finish soon. I closed my eyes in pleasure. Michelle leaned down. Michelle took my dick in her mouth and started sucking 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 thought prostate massage was also a nice thing. 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.

The House Sitter [FF] [FFM]

[Photo](https://imgur.com/a/dgnRJ92) I wrote with Pam ​ I have been waitressing at an exclusive steakhouse for the last couple of years and had come to know several of my regular customers very well, Rick and Jane are no exception. Rick was around 50 retired lawyer I think and Jane was also close to 50 but smoking hot and looked maybe 40 on a bad day, I think she worked as a project manager or something like that because she traveled a bit. Friday night they were both talking with Steve the owner at the bar. They always sat at the same table and it's what we called the owner's table which was exclusive to Steve's close friends. I hurried to set it up correctly. I sat them and took their drink order. I asked smiling “Same as always lipstick pink Cosmo and Vodka soda.” Yes, Rick said and I have a proposition for you to think about as well. “Wow, that sounds interesting already” and I’ll be right back with drinks. I walked away thinking proposition… as a bunch of things raced through my head. First was sex, because of how he laughed when he said it and it’s just obvious they are a sexy couple. “That might be wishful thinking on my part Laughing to myself” “What else could it be I thought” Then “Boy I’m pretty full of myself laughing again to myself” “Okay, maybe they are having a house party and wanted to hire me to serve.” “They wanted next to set me up with one of their son’s friends.” Back to sex because Id caught them going at it a bit in a booth, one night when they thought no one could see them, which I thought fucking hot. I remembered a while ago the bartender said he thought they were swingers, but when I asked how knew that, he said he heard they go to nude beaches on vacation. So after calling him an idiot, it never crossed my mind again other than to say to myself “I'd love to be on that beach" All my thoughts and suspicions came to an end when the owner came up to me and said my friend Rick and his wife asked me how responsible you were because they want to pay you to house-sit for a couple of weeks this month. He said they had used the same Kid every year but Rick was locked out of his safe the last time he got home so he thinks the Kid tried to get into it. You do what you want, they have a beautiful home so if you say yes, don’t fuck it up. “Got it I said” When I got back to the table with the drinks, Rick explained to me that he and Jayne were going away for about two weeks at the end of the month. He asked if I’d have any interest in paid house-sitting gig for a couple of weeks. Listen, he said, no pressure “I have no idea what your responsibilities are outside of here so if it Doesn’t work for you. Just say so.” I told Mr. Anderson that Steve the owner had told me you might be asking me and honestly, I don’t even need to think about it and it couldn’t come at a better time. I explained to them that I had broken up with my boyfriend and I was moving into my own place but It wasn’t going to be ready until the end of the month. This would make the transition much easier not being there the last couple of weeks so yes, definitely I’d love to. Mr. Anderson said, “great then you and Jane trade numbers before we leave and you two can figure out a time to give you the keys and the alarm combo and do a walk-through before we leave.” “Perfect I said” Jane laughed and said, “Don’t you want to know what we are paying you?” “It really doesn’t matter I said, you are doing me the bigger favor at this point” Do you guys want to sit for a bit, or should I start something now for you I asked and they were good. I google mapped the address when I got home that nice and it was about 20 minutes from the restaurant no big deal and the place looked big on google earth. I work on Fridays so We arrange to meet at 1 on Saturday before they left. I pulled in and the place was huge, I don’t know how many square feet but like 6 of my apartments big. They were great tippers so I had a feeling they had some money but this looked like a lot of money as I ran the bell. Jane opened the door and kissed me on the lips and gave hugged me hello. “In my head, I said wow that was on the lips “then I remember she would kiss my Boss Steve the owner the same way, so I quickly let it go. Jane was wearing a cute tight sundress that went over her bikini and said did you get my text? I looked at my phone which is on silent when driving. It is beautiful out Rick is golfing we should sit by the pool after we go over the house stuff. “Fuck, I said, I missed It, I told her.” Jane “That’s not a problem, do you have anywhere to be today?” I was just nervous and said “I’m all yours, I said, laughing” OMG did I just say that I’m so queer I thought. Let’s start upstairs and work our way down, from the master she said, you sleep in here we are leaving early Monday morning so ill leave you clean sheets but you just need to change them. I can sleep in another bedroom I said. Jane said, “nonsense you get the whole en suite this way, just pull the sheets when you go, and we’re good”. The bath and shower were out of a magazine, Oh my god looking at the shower with 10 shower heads “you could have a party in there I said.” Jane looked right at me and said “WE HAVE” Not going to lie small twinge of excitement hit me as I started to imagine it. We went through everything I needed to know before heading toward the kitchen. Basically, all I need to do is call people should anything seem wrong and I had a list of people for any possible issue. The house was huge and amazing and when we got to the kitchen and Jane had already started making us lunch before I arrived. We talked about each other’s lives while she finished and we ate outdoors. I told her I was 36, never married, and had moved here with my boyfriend from Texas but I just was uncertain about him being the one. After about 45 minutes Jane said, “it’s too nice not to be sitting by the pool with wine talking about this.” Come up here and we will get a suit for you. I followed Jane to her closet and she opened this drawer in her closet that had to have 75 bathing suits in it. She said I’m a 34d but I have ones that are too big and too small you will find something to wear even if they don’t match. " "If you just want to go topless I'm good with that too, trust me I don't have tan lines as she laughed" I’ll grab wine and will see you at the pool as she left, she said cover-ups are in the drawer above it but I wouldn’t cover up that body as she laughed. “Wholly Fuck I said, she was flirting with me” Sitting side by side in loungers Jane said “There is nothing better than sitting by the pool without a cloud in the sky sipping good wine” Rosé Wine, AKA truth serum was being used on me and I had already felt the effects after our first bottle was gone but on to our second. Her pool was amazing. It was large with a waterfall on the deepest end. She told me the waterfall was the best part because behind it was a built-in hot tub. After a few minutes, Jane removed her sundress, she had on a small bikini, OH my god I said out loud, there is no fucking way you are fifty “yoga and good genes she said laughing.” I had found one of her smaller tops as Jane’s tits were a full cup larger than mine. I pulled off the coverup and was wearing one of her white bikinis and said “I’m not sure how this top fits us both laughing” The bottoms were very small and if I wasn’t completely waxed I couldn’t have worn it. I had looked in the mirror several times and just said fuck it they match the top. Jane said “Rick probably bought it and I didn’t return it because I liked the bottoms” then “my god what a body you have are your tits real she asked” Yes all me I said as I adjusted the top. “Well, you and they are beautiful and you need to keep that suit because it fits you perfectly” I’m a little glad Rick is golfing, and not here eyeing you. I thought to myself, I’m not going to lie, wandering around this place for the last hour seeing all the things I probably never would have, I might have traded lives with Jane in my head a few times to the point of thinking, Ricks is not too old for me. Oh my god I thought, I’m such a cunt for even thinking this what is wrong with me. Jane poured more wine and we swam drank and talked for the next two hours. I told Jane about the Bartender thinking She and Rick were swingers and she laughed and said, well some might consider us that but we are not. I told to her that it wasn’t my boyfriend that was the issue it was me and it wasn’t totally about if he was the right one but more to do with him being the right sex. I had dated a woman in Texas for a while before meeting David but being a lesbian in Texas is a lot like being a whore in a church so I tried to make it work. Jane asked “are you looking to be with the right man or woman” I honestly told her I don’t know but when the right person shows up ill be ready if I’m alone and David wasn’t the right one. I had already got the sense that the Andersons had some type of open marriage so I was not shocked when she told me that she gives her husband the pleasure of a threesome with another woman and herself a couple of times a year or when it presents itself and she believed it made their sex life and marriage stronger because of it. Could I be a “ When it presents itself I thought to myself” More discussion about that as we both headed to the pool, I watched Jane swim some laps she was a great swimmer. We both swam up to one another and she asked me if I wanted to go to the hot tub area. I said I think it would be cool let’s check it out so we swam towards the waterfall rock. When we got to the rocks we went under the falls to the hot tub, there was a stereo built into the wall with speakers all over. We climbed into the tub and started talking more, all of a sudden, I noticed we kept getting closer when Jane leaned in and kissed me. I felt so electrified at that moment and I let her kiss me more as she leaned me back up against the tub. [Photo](https://imgur.com/a/lgiizLJ) She kept kissing me while I felt her hands go to the top string of my suit and untied them and I let it fall towards the water. I was kissing her back when our tongues met in each other’s mouths. Her hands started to rub my tits and pinch my nipples. I was getting more than a little excited when she leaned in and kissed my neck then followed my neck down to my nipples. She started to suck and caress my nipples with her mouth and tongue. I leaned back allowing her to get to me easier and held onto her hair while she bit my rock-hard nipples. Jane just said “These are better than they looked” as she played with every inch of my breasts” When she sat up to remove her top I told her to let me do it. I leaned in and removed the string to expose her beautiful tits to me. I started to kiss each nipple and flicked my tongue over them. My god her nipples were perfect, they had to stick out almost an inch making it easy to suck and bite on them. As I would bite on her she just kept telling me “Harder suck and bite them Harder” Instantly recalling why I loved being with women I licked her and touched her entire body. Our body’s pressed together and we were kissing again taking turns licking each other’s tongues and lightly biting each other’s lips when Jane whispered “come here” and sat me up on the edge of the tub and leaned me back; she moved my bottoms aside to expose my pussy to her. She leaned in and started to kiss the outer lips and rub her finger across my clit. She sucked in on my lips a little and I loudly moaned. She started to dart her tongue in my pussy little bit by little. She started to suck on the top of my clit, and she stuck a finger inside my wet pussy. She was moving her finger in and out in small short strokes, while her tongue moved faster over my clit. I could feel my heart pounding and I was breathing hard was pounding while she ate me out. She stopped and whispered to me lets go inside so we could get more comfortable. I agreed and we started to step out of the hot tub I stopped in my tracks and froze in place. Rick was sitting there with his iPhone in his hand and clearly wanted to take some photos for his spank bank. He had been watching us for how long I didn’t know, but from where he was Jane could definitely see him the entire time. Jane was naked and just walked over a few feet and kissed him. Rick said don’t be shy you both look beautiful and with that he handed us both a towel. Jane said smiling “we decided to drink wine and take a swim” Rick was laughing and said “I can see that” That broke the ice. “I’m sorry you’re done I was hoping to see more as he held up his phone.” Jane said “Oh I’m not done with her by a long shot” and grabbed my hand and led me to the house. When we got in the house Jane and I went to the couch, Jane and I started to kiss again and she whispered did it bother you that Rick was watching us? No, I said I was just surprised at first. He loves to watch me fuck other women and it works out well because I love fucking other women. Is that going to be okay with you she said as she kissed me. “Will he come in with us I asked” I’m sure Jane said but "he will just watch and get himself off if that's what you're comfortable with" as she started licking my neck again. "I'm fine with whatever happens I said" I knew deep down from the moment I heard the word Proposition I wanted this. We were kissing deeply again when I felt her hands drift toward my breast. Jane then laid me back on the couch and spread my legs. She got on the floor in front of my pussy and started to lick my clit again. I moaned. I looked over and saw Rick had come in at some point and was sitting in the large white chair watching his wife eat me out. Jane inserted two fingers in me while she kept licking my clit. I could see Rick’s cock was hard from watching. He stood up and undid his shorts and dropped them exposing his huge cock. He sat back down and started stroking his cock as he watched his wife eat me as I played with my tits. I was in another world I thought looking down at Jane work my pussy as her husband jacked off. Jane broke from my clit to tell Rick to sit next to me on the couch so he could see my clit. Rick came and sat next to me and as he did I leaned up next to him so he knew I was good with whatever happened. He started stroking his cock next to me. God, it looked huge sitting next to me. Jane looked up and smiled, she said his cock looks like it needs some attention. With that, she took my hand and put it on his cock. I wrapped my hand around it and it was bigger and thicker than I had ever felt and started rubbing it while Jane kept eating my wet pussy. Rick leaned back a little and so did I but my head was closer to his cock. I am not sure who moved next but I leaned it towards his cock and looked at it for a second, and the next thing I knew my mouth was opening for it. Jane was loving my bald pussy and had me to the point of orgasm twice when she backed down from letting me scream she was clearly edging me. I had her husband’s cock in my mouth and she stopped to watch and decided I needed some help. We both got on our knees and took turns sucking him and licking his balls as he watched us. I was still trying to fit as much in my mouth as I could and at the time Jane would hold my head and push me further each time but not to make me choke. At some point Jane sat on the couch spread her legs and started fingering herself after a few minutes, she said I think this is ready for you. On my knees, I crawled between her legs and started to lick her pussy. The moment I left Rick’s cock Jane slowly started jacking him off with her other hand. I started to slowly kiss her tiny lips, and suck in her juices from them as I tried to get my tongue deeper inside her pussy tasted unbelievable and I wondered if I tasted as good. Rick got behind me at some point and I felt him start to rub my ass. I felt his fingers start to touch my pussy and ass hole. I felt him stick one finger into my pussy. He told Jane how wet I was. Jane said “Oh fuck she s eating my pussy so good I want to cum” I stuck a finger into her pussy and started to rub in and out with it and used my tongue on her clit. All of a sudden, I felt, his hands grab my hips. Rick slid under me and started eating me while I was eating out his wife. I had pretty much drenched Rick’s face when I started screaming, I’m cumming and pushed my cunt into his face just where I needed it. I had been with both men and women in the past but never together and this was fucking incredible. Rick moved behind me again and this time I felt his cock rubbing against my asshole, my god I thought there is no fucking way this huge cock could get into my ass but he kept rubbing it against me. I loved fucking myself in the ass with my vibrators while I get off but his cock was way too big. I think he sensed it because I didn't push back into him, next I felt my pussy lips get parted but his hands were still on my hips. That’s when I felt the head of his cock and he was slowly starting to slide it into me. [Photo](https://imgur.com/a/c5GUef3) At some point, before I came, didn’t even know I had stopped tongue fucking Jane so I moved towards her pussy again and she said just enjoy it as she played with her clit. I bent down and started to eat her out some more, while her husband started to move in and out of my pussy. I stuck 2 more fingers into her wet pussy and started to fuck her with it. Her husband started to move at a faster pace with his big cock. I felt filled with it buried deep inside of me. I felt his cock growing bigger and bigger in my pussy. I knew with any stroke he would he fill my pussy with loads of cum and I was ready for it. Rick then stopped I expected to feel his cock convulse inside me but he slowly pulled out and walked over to Jane. I watched as he pumped huge loads of cum into her mouth, I could see the veins in his cock swell with every pump. [Photo](https://imgur.com/a/PPpi6n7) I had not stopped on Jane the entire time and could feel she was ready the whole time but wanted to orgasm last. She just rubbed her fingers on her clit from side to side and as I sucked her clit, she pulled my head into her pussy as she orgasmed hard for about 30 seconds. To be continued...... Love Pam

[F/d] I(53) saw my daughter(32) after breastfeeding Update 8

We finally got physical tonight. I haven't posted any updates before this since there haven't been any new developments. We've been having phone sex every day and enjoying our new situation. Haley sometimes leaves a bottle of her milk in the fridge labeled "dad :)" which I love. This weekend Haley's ex's parents were in town visiting him. They really wanted to see the kids so I dropped them off Saturday morning. Haley doesn't want to see him so I'm making this as easy for her as possible by being the go between for them. Me and Haley had the house to ourselves for the weekend and I'm picking the kids up tomorrow after work. Saturday was a nice night, we went out to eat and came home to watch tv. It was the first time we cuddled. I sat on the couch with my back against the arm and she was sitting between my legs leaning back on me. I was obviously hard for most of the night and we would need to adjust depending on if my dick was rising in a weird position. It felt really nice holding her and feeling her skin on mine. It wasn't how it normally is with us with this thick sexual tension when we're this close. It took a few hours for it to get sexual and then we went to our rooms and had phone sex again. This is all so new but every day feels like this has been our normal for such a long time. Haley described a night in Mexico getting fucked on the beach by her ex. She'd put her thong in her mouth so it wouldn't get covered with sand and her ex fucked her missionary and choked her as she orgasmed on the beach. I love how whispery her voice gets when she is getting close to cumming. Sunday I got called out for a job so we didn't get to spend the morning together. Haley went with a friend to the gym, she said the workout wasn't good as when I went with her. When I got home I showered and we had a relaxing night at home and as our routine, when we got too flirty againl we went to our rooms and had phone sex. Monday we got physical. She wanted to try a home workout since Sunday was disappointing. I was game for it. I had my workout clothes on and Haley came out of her bedroom in a sports bra and grey sweats that hugged against her skin. She twirled to show off her outfit and I told her she looked great. She really did, the sports bra tried it's hardest but those tits are uncontrollable. I explained my plan for the day and she gave two me thumbs up. We started with warmups and a little stretching. The fabric of those sweats was being stretched and Haley's ass crack was sticking out on some stretches. As we got into the workout Haley started sweating before me and she said "It's too hot for these." And she pulled off and kicked her sweats to the side. She had orange panties on with a little white bow at the top. There were already sweat marks on them and they were riding up her ass. She pulled them out so they fit normally, but less than a minute later they were swallowed up by her big ass cheeks again. I couldn't stop fantasizing about her after that. I tried to focus on whatever I was doing but that body had a hold on me and all I could think about was having my daughter naked in my bed. She was making sure I could see every inch of her and was grinning whenever I would stop the exercise and stare. Then she would push at me and tell me to keep going or she'll look for a new personal trainer. During a water break I told her she was right, it is too hot and I kicked off my shorts. I only had on a tank top and grey boxer briefs. I had been hard for a while but now there was just that thin bit of fabric restraining my dick. They were sweaty so she could see a little more but there was a dark mark at the head that I honestly don't know if it was sweat or precum. Haley kept peeking down at it but didn't make a remark. We were finishing off with leg raises and how I always did it was to have one person lay down and grab the ankles of the person standing and the standing person pushes the legs down when they come up. I didn't push Haley's since she was struggling. I was admiring how her legs jiggled every time they went back down and touched the floor. I wanted to drag my tongue from her ankle to her tummy and taste all that sweat. She finished and it was my turn. I laid down and grabbed onto Haley's ankles. She was sweating a lot now. Her panties were soaked and I could see the beads of sweat on her tummy. I couldn't see her face because her breast are so big. I got maybe three leg raises in and then her sweat started dropping off her thighs and stomach and landing on my face and then in my mouth. I was like a man dying in the desert, I wanted every drop. I was getting painfully horny as I finished off the workout and I let go of Haley's ankles. She took a step back and looked down at me and freaked out when she saw all the sweat on my face. She apologized for dripping all over me and I said not to, it was a great motivator. She laughed and called me a perv. She leaned against the back of the couch watching me breathe hard on the floor. We watched each other. I was taking in all of her body, covered in sweat and only wearing her bra and panties. It looked like she was staring at my abs but I think it was my dick she had her eyes on. "I think we both need a little chat." She said. That's how we've started referring to phone sex. I popped up to my feet and my dick was jutting out straining the fabric of my underwear. Haley was smiling and pointed towards my bedroom. I grabbed my phone and she was already closing her bedroom door behind her. I called her and hit speaker as I tore off my clothes in my bedroom. "Daddy's so hard baby." I said as soon as she answered. "Oh daddy mmmm oh god my pussy is so wet." She whispered back. Haley got nasty telling me how bad she was and how much she needed to cum. I told her she was a naughty girl teasing daddy so much. I went off hard. I told her how I wanted to have her panties in my mouth while I fucked her sweaty body on the living room floor. Haley was panting and saying I'm being a bad daddy. There were no stories exchanged about past experiences. We were both so turned on it was just like monkey speak about how hot the other one was. Haley told me when she was close and I knew I wouldn't last long. When I heard her first orgasm groan I shot. Besides that time in the bathroom with her sports bra, this was the best phone sex we have had. I enjoyed the sounds of her breathing over the phone, then finally got up and wiped off the floor. I told her I was gonna shower but she cut me off. She told me that she wanted to try something new, but only if I thought I would control myself. She wouldn't tell me what it was but I agreed and she told me to come to her room. My hot sweat turned into a cold sweat. I looked for my shorts and remembered they were in the living room. I grabbed a new pair and went to Haley's room. I tried to go in but the door was locked. "Whoops sorry dad." I heard Haley climbing off her bed and come unlock the door. She opened it in a towel. She looked excited, I know I looked nervous. She went and sat back down on her bed, I saw up the towel that she still had her panties on. She told me how grateful she was for supporting her and always being her rock these past few months and wanted to do something special for me. She knows I have a thing for lactating women and I clearly enjoy her milk so as long it doesn't get out of hand I can drink milk from her breast. She thought since we had both already taken care of our needs and aren't feeling on edge, now would be good time to try it. She hadn't pumped today so they were full. I thought I was hallucinating but I did as she explained so she would be comfortable. She had a towel next to her and I laid down on that and put my head in her lap. Her scent was driving me crazy and I could feel a half chub already. She had me raise my head so she could remove the towel and her huge breasts were right there in my face. I did as she instructed. Opened my mouth and she brought her nipple to my lips and I latched on. Haley held my head in her lap and watched me as I breastfed from her. She put a hand on my chest and she felt how fast my heart was beating. "Oohh dad, it's so fast." She went back to holding my head and stroking my hair. Her breasts were still sweaty and shining and taking up most of my vision but I was looking up at her. She is so beautiful I could never describe how perfect her face is. My dick was already getting hard again. I suckled on her until she told me she was going to switch. Her warm milk was so good my brain was melting. She switched and I latched onto the other one. She let out a moan when I did. I was sucking them how I know how to. I was trying not to be too sexual with it but I only know how to suck nipples one way. I was starting to move my legs around and lose a little control. I had my hands pinned down under my ass so I wouldn't touch her but there are some reactions a man can't control. I was so turned on doing this and was moving my hips. Haley saw that my dick was rock hard again through my shorts. I could feel her legs shifting under my head, and she was breathing harder. I kept sucking and Haley closed her eyes. She stopped rubbing my hair and just held me in her lap. She ran her hand down her thigh and let out a sigh. She grabbed my chin and popped her milky nipple out of my mouth. "Dad we ooo we need to stop. Is that ok." Her eyes were wide and looked a little frantic. I assured her it was and told her I didn't want her to regret anything we do. I lifted my head and she swung her legs off the side of the bed and stood up. She was breathing hard and facing away with her ass having swallowed up her orange sweaty panties again. I got off the bed and she turned around with one hand over each breast and thanked me and said sorry. I told her again not to be sorry and said I was going to shower. I went to my bathroom and jerked off before showering. I finished and got dressed. I knocked on Haley's door and asked if she was hungry. She said she wanted breakfast for dinner. I made my daughter happy and made her breakfast for dinner. She came out to eat after she showered and we ate at the dinner table. She had on a pair of my basketball shorts she had borrowed and a loose tshirt. I didn't know what to say so we ate in silence for a minute. She finally broke the silence "I really thought that was a good idea." She snickered and shook her head. "I thought it was a good idea too." She gave me a side eye "Of course YOU thought it was a good idea." She was smiling and it was nice to see. "Well if you burped me after I think it would have been fine." I replied. Haley almost spit eggs out and kicked me under the table. We had an exploratory talk over dinner. How she explained it did make sense but it didn't work out because we're both two very horny people. I told her I never want to make her uncomfortable but I told her what I like about this new situation. I love cuddling with her on the couch and talking over the phone at night after we have phone sex. I thought maybe after the "chat" we could come out to the living room and talk there. We're closer sexually now but I like the bonding we have outside of that too. She was receptive and agreed that she liked that new stuff too. And she reiterated her point of being thankful for all my help since she left her husband. We're still exploring boundaries and seeing what we both want out of this new relationship. We were up talking and watching tv for a while but she's in bed now so I typed this up. We didn't discuss making another attempt at me sucking on her tits again, we just really addressed how it didn't work. I would obviously love to try that again but I'm leaving that ball in Haley's court.

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[FM] I (34F) sat on my coworker’s (31M) face after being stood up

Disclaimer: This happened on my 34th birthday. Better posted late than not at all. Earlier in the month, I made plans for my birthday with this guy I recently started seeing (we’ll call him Patrick): we had reservations to go to my favorite Italian restaurant and drinks/dancing after at a nearby club. I had my entire birthday outfit planned, from my new cocktail dress, the black stilettos and super expensive lacy lingerie. At the last minute, I decided to ditch my thong and head out the door. I waited in the lobby for Patrick to pick me up. 15 minutes passed, then half an hour. After 45 minutes, I called him 3 times - went straight to voicemail. I didn’t feel like spending my birthday alone so as a last resort, I called my co-worker (we’ll call him Max) who lived just a few blocks away. I’ve had a crush on Max since he started at my job, but I didn’t dare say anything. After hearing my sad story, he offered to pick up take out and meet me at my place. After dinner and a lot of alcohol, Max turns on some music and I get up and dance. I saw him watching me, grinning from ear to ear. And then I remembered: **oh fuck, I’m not wearing any underwear.** Max didn’t seem to mind. Feeling super turned on by his reaction, I told Max to lay down on the couch, face up. He asked why, and I simply said “Birthday girl gets the birthday seat”. I lowered myself onto his face and I felt Max’s tongue slide up and down my pussy. It was amazing. Hearing him slurp up my juices after I came made me feel like a fucking goddess. Screw the consequences, I needed his dick in me. I unzipped his pants, straddled him and rode him hard. He asked “I’m confused, is it MY birthday?” We had a good laugh before we fucked in every room of my apartment. I woke up the next morning with Max next to me,… And 7 missed calls from Patrick. Whoops.

Blood Bound [M1524/F1632] [Vampires] [Bi Couple] [Gore] [Violence] [Masturbation] [Threesome] [Blood] [Murder]

Hello my Sweetlings! I'm posting here the complete part 2 of a short story I published on my Patreon ( [www.patreon.com/lilithwolfe](https://www.patreon.com/lilithwolfe) ). If you want to read part 1 or other short stories, ***I'll be offering one Stardust Bundle subscription for 1 month for everyone that subscribes between February 25th and March 25th***. *\[Since patreon doesn't allow free tiers, I'll be refunding every Stardust Bundle subscription made between February 25th and March 25th.\]* I hope you enjoy! \*\*\* The *9th Circle* was packed with humans dancing and grinding on each other, while deafening music made the ground vibrate. Eadwulf watched as men began to gather around Nadiya, watching her eagerly as her hips moved sinfully in rhythm with the music. To the humans they were just the eccentric goths who owned the nightclub. To them, however, the *9th Circle* was nothing more than a restaurant full of exquisite meals. Wulf had never understood Hollywood's obsession with portraying vampires as moral creatures who refused to kill humans. Their superior place in the food chain made vampires murderers and humans their food. Most human beings consumed meat with no regard for the animals they slaughtered. Why should vampires fight their own nature over them? Her beautiful amethyst eyes shifted towards him, her plump lips curved into a sultry smile that made him immediately hard. He approached his wife slowly, like an animal about to attack its prey. Even centuries after his transformation, Wulf was still crazy about Nadiya. He had given in to her easily, despite being terrified, mainly due to the inherent irresistibility of vampires to attract prey. Still, he had quickly fallen in love with the spirited, fiery woman who was now running her fingers through his shoulder-length black hair. He narrowed his gold speckled green eyes, letting the spicy scent of her skin flood his senses. He placed his large hands on her hips, moving with her. Eadwulf leaned in to kiss her, sliding his tongue between her lips to savour her. Nadiya groaned as his fingers closed around her neck, pulling her closer while his tongue slid furiously against hers. She felt his free hand slide up to her chest to cup a breast. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip before pulling away to gaze into her eyes. "Have I ever told you that you are the most magnificent creature that has ever walked this earth?" She smiled. "You still haven't told me today, no." "Je mourrais mille fois rien que pour te regarder une seule fois. Mon cœur noir et mon âme damnée t'appartiennent, Nadiya."¹ "You know I get extra horny when you speak French, you rascal." Arching an eyebrow, he brought her hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. "That can be taken care of." Intertwining his fingers with hers, Wulf guided her through the crowd towards the VIP room on the first floor. Apart from the two of them, only their guests had access to that room. Nadiya stopped by the stairs, motioning to the man she had caught gazing at her husband earlier to join them. He pushed his way through the people dancing, his dark eyes fixed on them. She squeezed his chin between her fingers as soon as he got close enough, her smile revealing her fangs. "Do you have a name?" He smiled sheepishly, completely mesmerised by her beauty. "I'm Levi. You're Nadiya, right?" Her smile widened. "Aren't you so cute, baby bat?" Without giving him time to reply, she went up the stairs holding hands with her husband. The human had to hurry to keep up with them. Once inside, Wulf took his shirt off and slumped onto the black leather sofa. He smiled at his prey and wiggled two fingers to instruct him to come closer. Nadiya could smell Levi's arousal as he walked past her to sit next to him. The vampire turned so that he was on top of him, pinning him between his muscular legs. The human slid his hands along Wulf's tawny abdomen until he reached the waistband of his trousers, unbuttoning them. Eadwulf pulled Levi's head back by his pale blue dyed hair, leaning down to take his mouth in a searing kiss. "Ouch." He pulled away and licked his bruised lip, the metallic taste of blood spreading on his tongue after Wulf bit him. "Those prosthetics are pretty sharp." Nadiya snickered at his naivety. Getting rid of her clothes and boots, she sat on her knees beside him. She could hear his heart beating wildly in his chest as his anticipation grew. "You can touch, I don't bite." Her husband laughed at the irony of her words. Levi looked at him as if seeking approval, getting a frown in return. "My wife is not my property. If you have her consent, enjoy." Levi swallowed dryly as he turned to Nadiya and cupped a breast with a shaky hand. She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her fingers in the curls at the nape of his neck. He kissed her slowly, as if savouring her. When he parted her lips with his tongue, sliding it into her mouth, she guided his hand between her legs until his fingers grazed her wet sex. Levi whimpered as Wulf unzipped his jeans and freed his cock, slowly stroking it from the base to the tip. His breathing ragged, he buried his fingers inside Nadiya, then used his free hand to draw Wulf's dick out of his jeans and fondle it. Eadwulf leaned towards his wife, crushing her lips with his as he thrust his hips against Levi's hand, increasing the pace at which he masturbated him. Nadiya groaned as she felt her husband stroking her swollen clit with his thumb as the human's fingers penetrated her relentlessly. She tore his shirt in half, then dug her fingernails into his chest until she drew blood. Levi sucked the air between his teeth, but he was so overwhelmed by lust he quickly forgot the pain. Wulf leaned over him to lick the blood trickling down his chest, growling his approval. Nadiya joined him, their tongues softly touching as they savored the crimson fluid. Wulf stepped aside for her to straddle the human, impaling herself roughly on him. Levi threw his head back, sighing as pleasure consumed him. She moved her hips expertly, riding him mercilessly and making him cry out in raw pleasure. Her husband kissed her cheek tenderly, then trailed a path of wet kisses along her neck. Nadiya screamed in ecstasy as she felt his fangs pierce her skin. Her blood was still the most divine thing Eadwulf had ever tasted. "What the fuck?!" Horrified, Levi tried to push her away as he watched her blood drip over her pale skin. "What the fuck is wrong with you people?" She grabbed him by the neck, keeping him still without averting her eyes from her husband. As if he had understood her, he offered her his wrist. Her fangs tore through his skin, his blood flowed through her lips. "You're sick!" The human struggled to push her away, but to no avail. She slit his throat open with her fingernails, the warm blood gushing out and drenching them. The vampires feasted until Levi's body was completely drained. Standing up, Wulf lifted Nadiya in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist, using her hand to guide him inside her. They groaned as their tongues slid against each other ferociously. Wulf sat back with Nadiya riding him with animalistic need. She pushed Levi with her foot, who fell to the floor with a loud thud. She threw her head back as he took her breast in his mouth, nibbling and teasing the swollen nipple with his tongue. "I love you, my Wulf." "And I love you, my precious Nadiya." He smiled, pushing a white blonde strand away from her face. They worshipped one another and their hearts belonged solely and completely to each other. Their affection and tenderness belonged to each other and no one else, from the moment Nadiya had taken him as her companion. Both covered in blood, Wulf made love to Nadiya until after sunrise, until they were both exhausted and sated. ^(¹"I would die a thousand times just to look at you once. My black heart and my damned soul belong to you, Nadiya.")

[FM] Fucked my wife, then gf, in the ocean while our friends were on shore

10 plus years ago my wife, then gf, and I went on a trip with about her couple to Costa Rica. I had been many times but for them this was their first. We went to a little town I love on the Caribbean side called Cahuita. There is this amazing National park there with a beach that’s usually pretty desolate. On our second day at this town I suggested we all take a walk to one of the farthest points and chill at the beach. While there my wife was looking super hot in her skimpy bikini. I asked her if she wanted to go and swim in the water and she said yes. Our friends stayed on shore and just relaxed. Once we got in the water my wife straddled me and my cock started pulsing. I reached around and slipped a finger into her bottoms abd felt her pussy was so warm. So right then and there I slipped my cock into her and fucked her. We had to keep it slow so nobody noticed what we were doing. From the excitement of it all it didn’t take us long to cum. I flooded her pussy with so much cum she had to stay in the water for another five minutes to let it come out. I want to do this with her again soon.

[M/S] [A/ne] [S/b] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 413. I may have gone too far with my holiday teasing. I'm not sorry.

**I must admit, I lost control.** The boys had been drained of semen before we piled into my car and headed to my parent's home to celebrate. It must be the avaricious predator within me but knowing my nephew and half-brother would be in the same room as my boys and I had me excited. We listened to Christmas music as we made the drive and the boys stared at their phones, as usual. The second we arrived; I instructed my sons to carry in the gifts. I spotted Lynn, my sister-in-law stepping into the garage for a smoke, and I decided to join her before entering the chaotic house. We spoke about mundane topics related to the holidays and talked about our kids. The whole time, I was hoping my half-brother Pat would come to the garage looking for his lovely wife. It seemed I might have to lure him. Inside, I saw Tommy talking to my sons, they unaware of my exploits with him and him unaware of my debauched love with them. My loins quivered as I saw Tommy walking around like everything was normal. Noone but he and I knowing his penis is locked up tight in a tiny chastity cage. To calm myself, I had a drink and then another, and then several more and probably too many. I eagerly wished I could violate Tommy or even suck his cock. I was heating up from the alcohol and the stimulation of my honeypot. My mind raced and I wanted to play but obviously could not. Looking around the room, it seemed all of the smokers were accounted for. The garage seemed like the perfect place for a safe haven to settle down alone. As I quietly closed the door behind me, I saw my half-brother Pat. I gave him a quick hug and politely asked "Why are you out here, you don't even smoke?" He chuckled and said it was a bit too crowded inside for his liking. I should have guessed. As I took out a cigarette, his eyes followed it to my lips. He always carries a lighter to be a gentleman and give his wife a light, so I waited a few seconds until he fumbled for it and lit me up. My chosen shelter to avoid my incestuous degeneracy turned out to be an opportunity for my predatory side to awaken. Sucking on my cigarette, I felt his eyes glued to me. I have teased him with my smoking for decades and have even made him cum with my powerful ass while sitting on his lap. I needed to claim him and, like an out-of-body-experience felt it was going to happen and was beyond my control The holiday stress, the alcohol, my nymphomania and my instincts as a sexual predator all took control of me. Pat stood, trying to angle himself to hide his erection. He glanced toward the door, perhaps hoping someone would interrupt his diabolical little sister before she could inevitably corrupt him. He looked like a lamb being pursued by a jaguar as I exhaled my warm smoke on his face and moved close to him. My hand that held the cigarette pressed against the back of his head and I pulled him to me. With my lips lightly grazing his ear, I wickedly hissed "All you have to say is stop." No more words were spoken when I, for the first time in my life cupped the masculine bulge in his olive-colored chinos. My iniquitous body took over and I played with his cock, wanting to pull it out and suck it. I knew I might not have much time, but he was going to cum if I had anything to say about it. Faster and harder I played with the bulge, gripping his dick over his pants and fondling it with a dexterous frenzy. I took a final drag from my cigarette and pressed my lips to his, forcing smoke into his lungs for the first time in his life. As his lips backed from mine, he whispered my name and came hard and awkwardly in his pants. A huge wet stain appeared, and I bit my lip and smiled like a harpy. He looked panicked and I instructed him to slip into the bathroom off of the family room and clean up. At the end of the day, after acting like everything in my life was mundane and normal, I hugged Pat goodbye. As I walked to my car, I texted him the words "Any regrets?" Immediately he responded with "None at all." **My nephew is 19 and my sons are 22 and 27. I am 51 and Pat is 53. I hope you all had a wonderful holiday.**

Forever Hung (Part 2) [sci-fi] [slow burn] [all characters over 21] [MF] [teasing]

I went for a quick walk around the grounds after dinner, a chance to feel the salt air blowing off the reeds. Entering my darkened room, I saw a strange light coming from what I thought was the wall, but was in fact the mirror, and which was in fact no mirror at all. Through the glass, I could see into Madison’s room. And in it, Madison. She placed her earrings on the bedside table. She unpinned her hair and shook it loose. She reached up the front slit of her gown to pull down her panty hose. I turned away, took off my clothes, and climbed in bed, determined to tell her about the mirror in the morning. Just as I closed my eyes, there was another knock on my door. I opened it to see Madison in the light blue tank top and frilly cherry panties. “I dont plan to make a habit of this, but this house is enormous, and…” she said. “Do you mind if I stay with you just tonight, Charlie?” I said of course and let her in, forgetting the light still shining through the mirror. She crossed her arms, examining the glass. “You can see into my room?” Madison asked. “I planned to tell you in the morning,” I said. “I didn’t look” “That’s not from watching me undress?” She asked, pointing toward the bulge in my boxer briefs. “That’s from watching you walk in here,” I insisted. She went back to studying the mirror. “Maybe this used to be his room,” I said. “And yours is where he always put the young coeds.” “He’s not that creepy,” she said, slapping my shoulder. “Such stately standards, Miss Lounds,” I said in my poshest accent. “He just calls me Charlie, you know.” We fooled around a little that night. Made out in bed, groped at each other beneath the sheets, but Madison stopped short of anything serious. She fell asleep that night, intentionally or not, with her ass pressed into my lap. In the morning I met with the professor in his study to go over our first day’s work. It wasn’t glamorous, but the lab would need a thorough cleaning before we could begin the more delicate science. This meant sterilizing the sample collectors, beakers, and petri dishes. It meant deep scrubbing the heavy equipment and hibernation baths. But it also meant simple tidying, the cavernous basement lab scattered with folders of loose paper, anatomy books, and broken glass. The floor-to-ceiling cathode tubes were draped in cobwebs, and everything, every square inch of the room, was coated in a pebble-thick layer of dust. It was an exhausting, all-day job, and once we were done, Madison went for a dip in the sound. She removed her short t-shirt at the end of the pier, a yellow-checkered bikini underneath, and eased herself into the water. I watched her from my window and assumed the professor was watching, as well. That night I waited to see if she would come to me again, but, true to her word, she did not. I fell asleep between glances toward my darkened mirror. “You’ll need these base level elements for the core unit,” the professor said, passing a handwritten list across his desk. “You’ll find them in the walk-in freezer. Amounts, instructions for mixing, give this to Madison.” He passed me another note. “Much more important, for you…” he began scribbling on a third sheet of paper. “Components for the cranial transistor. Blend the organics, obviously, and electrical parts will be in the lab locker. May require some light soldering.” I’d studied the transistor, was familiar with its role in the professor’s research. The key to connecting a cloned brain to its host. But I’d certainly never created one. Few had. “You’re sure you trust me with this, sir?” I asked. “I trust you with my very, very detailed instructions,” he said, handing me a fourth, fifth, and sixth sheet of paper. Madison’s legs were covered in goosebumps when she returned from the walk-in carrying tray-fulls of storage containers. “Let me borrow your sweatshirt,” she said. She grabbed it from the back of my chair. She pulled it over her head, her nipples erect through her t-shirt, and tried to stretch it as far below the hem of her shorts as she could. “There’s a Turkish bath somewhere on this floor,” I said, pouring over the professor’s notes. “Know what you’re doing?” She asked. “You build the body, I build the computer,” I said “His body, you think? The professor?” “More than likely.” We briefed him on our progress at the end of the day. He seemed pleased. As we stood to leave, he looked toward the statue of his wife and began to recite a quote. “What refreshes the pleasure of the pleasure seeker?“ he began. “Coffee freshly made by young hands.” He smiled apologetically toward Madison. “Would you mind terribly? It takes me so long to reach the kitchen.” Madison hesitated, but then said yes, of course. She rolled her eyes toward me as she stood to leave; the woman sent for coffee, never the man. The professor and I spoke for a few more minutes, then he shuffled off toward his adjoining bedroom and I left. The last thing I saw that night was Madison bringing a tray of coffee down the hallway, still trying to pull my sweater over as much thigh as possible.

Cocks and cookies [(MF40’sx4)(MM40’s)] quickies, cheating.

A friend recently suggested this, and I haven’t written anything in a while. But what if you could add a ‘special’ request to that note field when local dad delivers your order fundraiser cookies? Maybe he’s here to put a little chunk in your chocolate? A little… brittle in that peanut butter? (I’ll workshop these) Name: Abbi’s mum Number of boxes of cookies: 2 Promo code: ROOSTERCALL Time: 8:15-8:30am Notes for delivery: I have fifteen minutes. Use the side door, I’ll be waiting in the garage. I want you to bend me over the washing machine and fuck me senseless during the spin cycle. Pull my hair and tell me I’m pretty in sweatpants. — Name: Gwenneth’s mom Number of boxes of cookies: 5 Promo code: ROOSTERCALL Time: 11:30am Notes for delivery: USE FRONT DOOR, REMOVE SHOES PLEASE. ORAL ONLY. WILL BE WAITING IN DOWNSTAIRS LIVING ROOM ON SMALLER SOFA. ———— Name: Sativa’s mum Number of boxes of cookies: 10 Time 12:30 Notes for delivery: Josh took the kids to visit his mom so we have the house to ourselves. I’m so excited and can’t wait to see you. Firstly I want you on the kitchen table. I’ll be doing the dishes and I want you to come in and grab me, just start kissing me passionately and then we fuck right there in the kitchen. You don’t even bother to take off my clothes, just rip my underwear aside cause we’re so desperate to do it. Then we’ll take a sexy shower together. Just take it real slow, have some wine. Make out on the bed and the second time will be real slow. I’ll explore your body with my tongue and you’ll knead my ass with your hands. We’ll be a tangle of limbs and kisses and tease and taste until we’re both so desperate and needy that we just HAVE to have each other. I want you to fuck me long and slow and then let me ride you until you cum deep inside me. Afterwards you’ll cuddle with me until I fall asleep. ❤️❤️❤️❤️ ——— Name: Si’s mom Number of boxes of cookies: 3 Time: 4:30pm Notes for delivery: Dan is getting home around 5:15 so I need you gone before that please! I just really want you to play with my boobs? I’m happy to return the favor, giving fellatio always gets me horniest. Sex is always hotter, my husband says, when he knows there’s been a warm cock in my mouth. ——- Name: Brynn’s dad Number of boxes of cookies: 1 Time: 8:30pm Notes for delivery: fuck me in the ass so I know those stupid soccer moms ear shit tomorrow.

I (19f) fucked my teacher after I graduated

basically the title. we matched on tinder a few weeks after i graduates (i swiped as a joke lmao). he’s mid-40s and divorced, i know he has a daughter a bit older than me. he asked if it was really me and i said yeah, we got to chatting for a bit. he asked me if i wanted to grab dinner and because he was always my favourite teacher i said sure, why not. and i can’t lie, he’s pretty attractive. and when the dinner went well, i offered to go back to his. why the fuck not, he’s not my teacher anymore, i’ve already graduated. and we fucked! he has a massive cock, i gave him a bj but then he stuck it in me and i swear to god my eyes rolled back in my head it was that good. we have each other’s numbers for the future, just in case😇

Cum in me. [FM]

Back from an early lunch, full of cum. Because I asked him to cum in me. I love to ask men to do that. Just saying it can almost make me cum. It was a Tinder hookup with a college junior (I'm 43). Met at Starbucks, but went back to his place almost immediately. His roommates weren't there. He walked in and was showing me around, but when he turned back I had my scrubs top off already and was smiling from ear to ear. He grabbed my hips and asked if I was always this slutty. I just smiled and let him take over. He pulled my sports bra up and off of me, and I kicked my shoes off. He was pulling my scrub bottoms and underwear off when I kind of lost my balance and he just went with it and pushed me over the back of his couch. He slid a finger into me and then pressed against me and just said "close your eyes and hold still." I did close my eyes, but I did not hold still. After a few minutes, though, I had something to say. Cum in me. He did. He also kept my underwear, so I had to be more thorough than I wanted to be in making sure I wasn't dripping. But I am anyway. Scrubs are easy to come by (no pun intended) so I'll change in a bit to make sure I don't have a wet spot. He texted me almost immediately asking what I was doing after work. I don't have long, but I do have long enough for him to Cum in me.

The Vacation Exhibition/ Voyeur [MF/MF] [MFF] [FF]

**The vacation** **Naked But Not Afraid...** [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11cxwtu/the_vacation_exhibition_voyeur_part_2_mfmf_mff_ff/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) ​ Each year around April my husband and I try to get away to one of our favorite spots in the Caribbean, St. Barthelemy. We usually fly into Sint Maarten and stay a couple of nights before traveling by ferry over to Saint Barth. We usually stay in the same little boutique hotel that has about six guests at most, a little pool in the center of the courtyard and we are within walking distance of Orient beach. We usually spend a day on Orient and a couple of days at Cupecoy beach, which we love because of the privacy. It has little caves cut into the beach and you literally could have sex if you wanted without being caught. I know this from experience. St Barth is about a five-minute plane ride from St but because I won’t fly in a 4-seat aircraft, we take the ferry. Orient Beach is nice and as you face the water it's all the way to the right. If you don’t mind crowds or like to socialize with other naked people this is your spot because they are hundreds in all shapes and sizes. It had taken me a couple of years to get used to going fully nude in front of others, but I guess it just happened gradually. At first, I went topless at the beach, then I went topless at the little pool at the cabanas so within a couple of years I was totally comfortable with going clothing optional. Most of the time Rick and I were alone but on occasion, we would meet and have dinner with other couples, more often than not we just kept to ourselves and enjoyed the sunshine, water, and views. The day before we were heading to St Barth I decided to take a yoga class. I found one online about half a block away for us, so I grabbed my gear at ten and went to the studio. It was a very small class only four people in it. I struck up a conversation with a woman that was sitting next to us at Orient beach on our first day. As we were packing up our gear I asked if she has headed to the beach again today, she obviously recognized me because she didn’t blink an eye when I asked. She said yes, I think I sat next to you your husband a couple of days ago but don’t think I saw you yesterday. I told her we rented a car so we go over to Cupecoy on the other side of the island for a change of pace. She said she had never been and thought this was the spot for clothing optional. I told her all about it as we walked out. Where are you heading today she asked me, I said probably back because it was beautiful and the seagrass was moving into Orient but wasn’t on the other side. I learned her name was Sara and she was 46 and staying in a hotel 3 doors down from us. ​ As we walked back to our hotel, I learned she had broken up and her long-term boyfriend and although they usually make the trip together, she wasn’t going to miss it this year and went alone. I said look this is our last day before we go to St Barth's why don’t you hop in with us and go to Cupecoy. Sarah said that would be awesome because Orient beach is my beach for the week and it would be fun to see another. Great, we will pick you up in 30 as she peeled off to her hotel.I told my husband we have a friend coming with us today, Really rick said, the yoga instructor he asked.Do you remember the girl with long legs that we sat next to the first day? We wondered if she was alone or if her husband was off golfing. Vaguely Rick said as I looked at him in disbelief…… Not even you could pull that one off I said. She was in my class and she’s here alone and seems cool anyway she dumped her long-term boyfriend so don’t bring it up but want to see Cupecoy. The reason Rick said vaguely was because both he and I spent our day watching her walk in and out of the water. She was probably 5-10 an inch taller than me but her legs seem to go on forever and we both commented to each other about her. 30 minutes later we packed a cooler full of booze, beer, and some French bread sandwiches. At the beach, Rick paid for our chairs and two umbrellas and we marked out our spot. Sarah said ill get this you drove but Rick said no worries we have you today. I said to myself you’d like to have her today laughing to myself. Most days Rick falls asleep at the beach but today he was Mr. alert, most of the time we swam alone to cool off but I went in with Sarah a couple of times and she was completely comfortable being inches away from me as we talked. I like this woman I thought to myself and we are into so many similar things. I told her I wish we lived closer in the states because I know we would become friends. My husband and I had had a couple, well maybe a few more than a couple of threesomes in our past and I thought if we were here another day I could definitely see that happen again. Rick held up his camera and said what do you think. We smiled joined hands and lifted our arms as he took a great shot of us. We had a great day talking we learned Sarah had been to St Barth and loved it, she and her boyfriend took a day trip over there last time after a day on the beach where they wanted to stay but the hotel prices were outrageous she told us. I told her that my husband and I usually wait for the rates to drop and we rent a villa for almost half of the normal asking prices. Otherwise, we couldn’t justify spending the money. We were getting ready to leave the beach and said I've really enjoyed meeting you, do you think you'd like to join us for dinner at our hotel? Sarah laughed and said are you sure you don't want to just enjoy your last night on Saint Martin without a third wheel. I said we had a whole week to stare at each other after we leave tomorrow morning. Sarah laughed Okay what time? is 8 o’clock good with you I asked, that’s perfect. I’m sure the dress is very laid-back, definitely, I said, it’s outside dining but It’s quite beautiful the owners really did a nice job, and the restaurant chef is amazing. ​ In my head, I knew Rick had to be thinking if we were going to be here for a couple more days something could definitely happen between Sarah and the two of us. We talked for most of the rest of the ride back and I was trying to gauge Sarah‘s reaction when I commented to her about her wonderful figure, and how great shape she was in. Immediately would turn it back to me how wonderful I looked, she said you and your husband are both in great shape. She told me she had never had children and couldn’t believe that I had a body like mine. I was a little taken aback that she said body instead of a figure, I don’t know maybe it’s a woman thing. To many, it seems strange that we could spend the day together on a nude beach and not have it already become sexual, but it just is not, it is just being in the sun without clothes. Back at Sarah’s hotel she climbed out and said thank you, guys, so much and I will see you at 8. Can I bring wine she asked of course we can have it out on the patio after dinner, see you at eight I said. Back to our first night ....... Three Sliding glass doors lead into our bungalow and there are 6 bungalows that all surround a medium-sized pool with an attached hot tub. There's not a ton of space between the bungalows but if others are setting it out on their patio you have a pretty good view of them and their rooms at night if the lights are on. Our room was across from a young couple we sat across from that night, we both commented about how great shape they were both in, 35 if I had to guess. At night we quickly realized how visible their room was from ours, with just their sheer curtains pulled. Rick and I usually stay up late having wine out on our patio, sitting on the beautiful outdoor furniture, we loved how warm it was at night. At about 11 the first night the young couple came home. They never pulled their heavy blinds that darkened the room instead they started to undress each other. Rick and I looked at each other feeling a bit guilty for a second until I said to him, I’m going to get more wine, interested I asked he said Yes.. ​ We watched the young couple kiss and undress each other and become very sexual. The sheer curtain and lights left nothing to the imagination. They both had bodies to kill for and his cock was 6 inches soft, I can’t imagine what it was hard. They opened the glass door of their shower and stepped in as we watched from 75 feet away. They were fucking in the shower but much of it was blocked because of steam. About 15 minutes the young wife walked over and pulled the room darkening shade. She had to see us I thought, how could she not? We had great sex that night. I came first and Rick fucked me in the ass to finish himself, while he was fucking me, he asked me if I wanted others to watch, and I said I might, as he filled my ass with cum. Afterward, We talked about if they were doing this for us or did, they just not know. Regardless it was pretty fucking hot I told Rick. Rick started laughing, we could always ask them at breakfast.We did see the couple in the morning but it was tough to gauge if they were being polite or not. The wife said to me, nice to see you again and I immediately looked at Rick. When they walked away, Rick said we sat next to them at dinner it was nothing more than that he said. The second night left no doubt, the question was answered they are exhibitionists and this was their thing. Tonight, they actually were outside on their patio at about 10: 30 they went inside and opened the curtains, and turned on two lamps. I said clearly to Rick they want us to watch so I don’t feel guilty in the least anymore but I have to ask you, does this make us voyeurs?We watched as the two of them got undressed and it was more erotic than the first night. They slowly undressed each other and lay on the bed. Over the next 20 minutes or so they took on several different positions we knew they were wanting us to watch because they opened the sheers some, so nothing was left to the imagination from our patio. They were performing for us and we knew it, as she rode her husband on top she faced us, when he fucked her from behind, he made sure that we had a good vantage point. After about 15 minutes I started rubbing Rick's cock through his shorts, I then worked my hand in and he was rock hard. I unzipped his fly and unbuckled his shorts we watched them as I stroked my husband's cock over and over and harder. We Both looked around a bit because our room was a little more visible to others than theirs was. They were definitely putting on a show for us but we might be in turn putting on a show for others as we were outdoors and it was dimly lit.The young wife obviously climaxed hard because we could see her shake. She then knelt down in front of her husband and started sucking his cock, after a few minutes, it was clear he was about to come any minute as he slowly watched her and she looked up at him pumping her mouth when he pulled out and started stroking his cock hard. She was just looking up at him rubbing and licking her tits when he exploded and shot cum all over her face and tits. She kept licking her tits and wiping the cum into her mouth from her face. After about a minute she got up and started to walk over to the curtain. She started to close the shades and stopped when she saw us, instead she opened the door a bit, and with her husband next to her, they both watched as I knelt in from of Rick licking and sucking his cock. Rick had my shirt open and was rubbing my tits, he slid it off me so they could watch and see my tits. We were fully exposed to many at this point I thought but continued to suck Rick's cock. I could tell I was about to get rick off so I switched positions. I turned around and lowered myself onto his wet cock. Rick was looking around me and could see our audience had not moved as I was grinding my hips up and down his wet cock. My pussy was dripping in no time as we kept watching them watching us. We could see the young couple and he was rubbing his wife's pussy from behind as I laid back and Rick reached around and started rubbing my clit. With one hand he spread my lips apart and used the other to touch my clit. I was now totally exposed to them and anyone else who wanted to watch. I started rubbing my tits and looking at them, I was almost asking them to come here and suck on my tits. As my husband rubbed my clit, I closed my eyes. I wanted that young wife to come over remove Rick's finger and replace it with her tongue as her husband sucked my nipples.I started fantasizing about it more and more and moved my hips back and forth harder and harder against Rick who was lying back a bit more now. Right there, I kept saying and directed his fingers a little. Harder, I said as he rubbed my clit and I rocked my hips. I was so fucking turned from being watched; I couldn't believe I was about to come in less than 5 minutes. I told Rick I'm going to cum and he said, I'll come with you, NO I said, I want you to come in my mouth, and on my face just like they did. At that point, I covered my own mouth from screaming, I'm cumming. I moaned but tried to keep it quiet as much as I could, Oh my God I kept saying in a whisper Oh my God that felt so good. I then told Rick to stand up and moved him so we were sideways to them. I wanted them to watch me take his 8-inch cock all the way into my throat. And they did for about 3 minutes when rick said I'm going to come. I looked up at him and said come all over me not just in my mouth all over me I demanded, Rick pulled out and shot the first load in my mouth, it went all the way to the back of my throat and I couldn't believe how hot it was, he then sprayed my tits and face with the remainder of this cum. I couldn't believe the amount of cum he had pumped for the next 15 or 20 seconds. Rick bent down stuck out his tongue and licked some of cum off my chin and put it in my mouth as we kissed. **to be continued………………** See Part 2 [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11cxwtu/the_vacation_exhibition_voyeur_part_2_mfmf_mff_ff/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[B/S] I (M20) want to confess how I feel to my sister (F19) but I don't know how.

For the past couple years I've started to see my sister become more of a woman and less of my sister and I don't know what to do. I accidentally saw her nudes about a year ago and I can't get it out of my head. I really do love her as a sister and I don't want anything to happen to us but I don't know how much longer I can keep in how I feel. Nobody knows, and It feels like I'm trapped. We're both sexually active people but we barely if ever talk about our sex lives, we go to different colleges, but we vacation as family together a lot and are home together for every holiday (including right now). I don't think my feelings are as romantic as they are sexual but I don't see any issues with consensual safe incest. I just don't know how she feels about me or about incest in general. My parents are quite hush hush about incest ideas and that has kinda pushed me off from ever talking about it or taking the leap. Can I please get some advice? What do I do?

Going out for coffee turned into me [F] helping him [M] get over his ex by getting underneath me

Good guys deserve good, regular sex. I have male friends who I know go without sex, which makes me sad. My friend experienced the downward skid that most relationships do towards the end. Months of no regular sex before breaking up. Blowjobs probably became a myth. After having coffee in a group (I’m quite proud of myself considering this wasn’t in an evening, alcohol fuelled setting) - I told him he should be confident in who he is and I reminded him he’s really hot. I offered to drop him home and I found myself spontaneously ending up gazing into his eyes on his sofa. I put out there that I hadn’t had sex in a while either. Minutes later, I took his clothes off in his bedroom and stripped for him. My lips descended from his handsome beard all the way down to a large bulge in his boxers. I gave him the universal symbol of knowing he was about to get head. As I put my hair up, smiling, he expressed he missed blowjobs so bad. It made sealing my lips around his juicy head that much sweeter. I told him how wet I was at having him in my mouth. I didn’t want him cumming just yet. He insisted on using a condom, and I placed it on, sucking him again nicely. After I got on top of him, he got a little anxious and went soft. This really is no big deal. There’s such pressure on men to ‘perform’. He then was happy to remove the condom and I got him hard again with my hard working tongue. Like any gym girl with strong quads and glutes, I put them to use, riding him ever so nicely. I knew he was an ass guy, so I wasn’t done just yet. I presented my ass to him and he smothered my cheeks with kisses and flirted around my booty hole. I gasped as his meaty dick (probably around 6”) found it’s way into my pussy. I told him the truth. He made me cum within a few minutes. I backed it up hard and I wanted him to forget about his anxieties and know that he was ‘enough’. I moaned his room down. I don’t even know to this day if there were people in the next room. I got my wish when he pulled out later on, soaking my lower back and cheeks with what must’ve been a beautifully relieving orgasm. What stuck out was that I received a text weeks later telling me that he genuinely had his confidence back. Some sex is SO satisfying for a multitude of reasons. It’s about before, during AND after the orgasm.

A friend (M25) from university came to visit. All he’s done the past 3 days is fuck me (F27).

I live overseas, so when a friend from undergrad asked if he could stay for a few days on his way somewhere else, I told him yes. This guy is wicked smart, started university 2 years early, and is now some hotshot corporate lawyer. We were in the same living/learning community in undergrad, so had similar classes and spent a lot of time together. But nothing ever happened between us. In the first 24 hours since landing, he fucked me 3 times. He’s really grown into his body and seems much more confident than I remember him. We dropped off the bags, he showered, and we went to grab some coffee. He was kind of handsy but I passed it off as me not remembering how generally touchy Americans can be. Back at my place, I took a work call and he listened while unpacking. When I finished, he said I was much bossier than he remembered. But then he put his hand on my shoulder, right at the curve of my neck, and I melted - just in time for him to reach past me and grab some water. He smirked at my reaction and then continued with whatever he was doing. That night, I was worked up over a third work phone call (on a Friday night!) right at bedtime. I wrapped it up and went to his door to tell him good night. He said something about pulling in my claws and then pulled me into him. Again, I just melted. He wasn’t domineering, just very matter of fact when he said he was going to fuck me. Then he did - against the bookcase and then, a couple hours later, in the guest bed. The next morning he fucked me again as I made some espresso (the espresso was ruined & I didn’t care). Each day this weekend we’ve gone out to do some sightseeing and broken it up with some pretty incredible sex back at my place. I keep turning into this sweet little bundle of need when he touches me, which isn’t entirely usual. And he takes full advantage - just writing this, I’m all kinds of sore. He leaves tomorrow and I’m sure we’ll fit in a few more creative sessions before then. I don’t know what would blow my first-year university self’s head more if I could go back and tell myself about this: That I’m such a slut that I let people come visit to fuck me or that it’s the sweet and brilliant guy down the hall doing the fucking. Be nice to the quiet nerdy guys in your life - they may just come back and fuck you into the mattress in a few years ;)

[mf] I had had the most wholesome highschool sexual experience.

So, this happened in our senior year, so no rules violated. Ok, it was one of the first sexy times me and my then gf had had. Being shy, unsure and respective with each other boundaries teens, we stuck to the teen sexy stuff. We had our fun, we had plans for a walk that afternoon. but when we were getting up and started dressing up i said... 'could you... please not put your cloths back on? you are such a pretty girl, and i enjoy looking at you more than i thought i would, so... could you stay naked for a bit more time please?" I've never seen a girl blush so hard ever before. she was smiling, her eyes shone and she was making something that could only be described as happy girl noises. i got the biggest hug ever, that sent me on the carpet. we both felt so accepted and liked in the intimate way for the first time in our lives. also we enjoyed casual nudity with each other ever since. this is one of the memories i treasure the most.

[s/B] Honesty and arousal in my brother’s arms (Lucia)

Hey again, Reddit! I thought I’d stop by to give you another little update. I’m changing up the title format a bit - I used to post under “I masturbated to my brothers instagram…” but that felt a bit outdated to my current situation. My last post has a lot of context so you should probably read that first :) First things first: My mother is doing fine. She had a successful operation, and even though she’s going to need much more luck, we take all the victories we can get. Life is still chaos, but my brother has been helping me get through it. We've become a lot closer lately. In many ways. I’ve been slowly trying to get back into my normal life again. I’ve been back to school a couple of times. I’ve been eating better and sleeping better. I still sleep on a mattress of the floor of my brother’s room. There’s no way I’m going back to sleeping alone anytime soon. My feelings have been such a mess. The more time I spend with him and grieve with him, the more I think about him. Dream about him. Fantasize wildly. I know I shouldn’t push him in any way, that he probably does not think about me in that way at all. He’s going through a lot, and I need to let him grieve in his own way. When I first got the idea of starting to sleep topless to gauge is reaction, though, I really couldn’t get it out of my head. It was innocent enough, right? It’s been a lot warmer out lately, so stripping off my pajamas isn’t exactly an unlikely thing for me to do. And he sleeps without a shirt, so it’s really only fair. He didn’t say anything when he first saw me that first night. I tried to act as natural as possible. I made my bed and folded my clothes, all in front of him while only wearing my pajama pants. I don’t really know whether he looked at me or not, but I enjoyed knowing that there was a possibility that he did. So that’s what I’ve kept doing every night. It’s funny howfast I’ve become comfortable with being around him with my boobs completely out in the open. It’s not something I’ve been comfortable with ever before. I’ve caught his eyes scan past them multiple times, and it drives me crazy. If only I could read his mind! After visiting my mother one day, my brother and I went to astore right by the hospital to get some new clothes. That’s where he broke down completely. In the changing rooms he fell on his knees, shook like a leaf, and cried relentlessly. I rushed in to see what was wrong, but it was simply all his emotions finally pouring out after putting on a brave face for many weeks straight. I’ve never ever seen him vulnerable like that before. I held him, dried his tears, and I made him promise me that he would tell me anything from now on, every worry and stressful thought, because he couldn’t keep on pretending everything was fine. From then on, we needed to be honest with each other. I was there for him too. The rest of the day we talked about everything. He told me a lot of personal stuff that I’m not going to write here. He cried more, I cried too, and we promised to always be there for each other. And that night, after I had a terrible nightmare, I climbed into his bed, into his comfortable and warm hands. After asking him if he was comfortable with me being this naked beside him, we started talking about sex. It’s not something we’ve ever talked about before, but we had been honest with each other all day, and it suddenly felt absolutely natural. He told me how many partners he had been with (seven, by the way), and I told him I had never been with anyone. I told him I’d been watching porn from a young age, and he laughed and told me he knew, he had been hearing things from my room many times. I didn't mention the incest porn I had seen on his laptop. Being so close to him, hearing about his funniest sexual experiences, feeling his pecs against my boobs… You can probably imagine the images and thoughts racing through my head. In the end, after we finished talking, I ended up sleeping on my mattress. I simply needed to get some distance from him before my hand went on auto-pilot down my pajama pants. I was dangerously horny. Early in the morning I was woken up by a very subtle sound. At first, I just thought he was snoring very lightly, but when I opened my eyes, I knew that wasn’t it. My brother was very silently, very carefully jerking off in his bed. The subtle movements under his covers gave him away. I lay completely still and let the sounds and the sight fill me with astonishment. In that moment, no amount of shame or shyness could stop me from touching myself too. I made a point out of being discrete, but it simply felt too good to stay completely still. I disappeared into my head. There’s a very high chance he noticed, but he didn’t stop either. Then he suddenly slipped out of bed, tip toed around my mattress and disappeared to the bathroom. When he passed me, I looked right up through my barely open eyes at the raging bulge in his underpants. God, it looks so big. It made my mind go completely blank. While he was gone, I came so hard thats I was shaking. This was a few days ago. We haven’t talked about it. It hasn’t happened again. I still don’t know if he knows that I noticed. Or if he noticed me. It’s been on replay constantly in my head, though. Until next time, take care everybody! ~ Lucia

Unknown Things Lurking in the Water Part 2 [F18-19/M+ 18-55] [Alien][ScFi][Bondage][Exhib][Anal][mc]

*Part 1 in post history* Katie’s back arched as the thing grew and swell inside her ass. She felt violated in the most intense and pleasurable ways, mentally, emotionally and physically. What really drove her wild was the way this thing somehow knew her so intimately. The way it was somehow able to read and understand her. Knowing how shamefully enjoyable anal had become for her. The fantasies it brought to life in her manic fever dream were drawn from her own fantasies, enhanced and crafted in such rich detail she felt like she was actually living them. It wasn’t fucking her in the sense she was used to. Violating her, certainly, as the appendage penetrated and swelled inside her. Strangely it didn’t thrust or really move beyond growing, it just provided such an intense feeling and pleasure. It was like an out of body experience, she was both fully immersed in the fantasy world it was conjuring and fully aware that nothing was real and that she was fully bound and violated in this thing’s grasp. But it was real or so it seemed. In this particular moment she felt like she was actually back at campus, late on Friday night at one of the frat houses that lined the block. She could feel the cool air, could feel herself wearing a short mini skirt and crop top that left her exposed to the cold. She shivered and felt goosebumps. She could hear the music blasting as she came into the door, feel the presence and warmth of all the bodies crowded into the space. She could taste the stale beer offered to her, the familiar burn of the vodka shots. She was led down a set of stairs to a dim basement. Her nose wrinkled at the musk of young men living together. The sweat and staleness permeating the air. She could feel their hands on her, some cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples, hands under skirt. She could feel them pulling her clothes off, another shiver as if the cool air was kissing her bare skin. She was bent over a pool table and she could feel the stiff, dusty felt. She could practically taste the dirt and smell years of spilt, stale beer. She could feel the first pair of hands on her waist, the first cock against her lips as he began to enjoy her. She could hear them cheering and cat calling. She knew this fantasy well, one that she explored often late at night with nimble fingers but had never dared act out or even consider. She could feel his sweat and skin against hers, hearing his grunts and her own moans. The warmth as he finished inside her before pulling away. The next set of hands digging into her, thrusting into her. She could feel her hair being pulled, could see all the bodies around her. It was so real. The fantasy continued to play out, immersing her in an experience she had always imagined but never had the courage to pursue. The thing had begun violating her vaginally, growing and swelling as it stretched her. The strange thing was that despite being fully double penetrated, she could only feel what she was experiencing in the fantasy. It continued to play out, so vivid she felt like she could actually reach out and touch one of the guys crowded around the table. She could taste the cheap vodka they kept putting to her lips, she felt like she was actually drunk. What was especially intense was that she was acutely aware of just how many had enjoyed her, like a voice whispering in her ear keeping tally. It was both shameful and incredibly arousing to know how many had fucked her in this state. As the creature brought her repeatedly to the peaks of climax, she would experience the same in her fantasy. She could hear the cheers get louder each time she reached orgasm, hear the degrading things they would say as she enjoyed them. She woke again, this time curled up on the soft pine needles at the bank of the pond. Her mind raced, she could feel her heart pounding. The duality of the experiences drove her crazy. She knew it was only a fantasy, a dream or hallucination but she had a flood of vivid memories and felt like she had really just been gangbanged in the frat house by 40 brothers. She could still feel their touch, the sensation of being taken by 2 at a time. It wasn’t just an imaginative fantasy, she had very real memories and emotions, like knowing how a ripe peach tastes when it’s full of juice. She shook her head, trying to remind herself it hadn’t happened. She slipped her shorts on, she gingerly touched her breasts and could feel how tender they were, not daring to brush her nipples. She picked up her shirt and continued topless back to her house, grabbing the camera on the way. The one problem today was that her parents should be home. She gritted her teeth and put her shirt on, the baggiest one she owned. The soft cotton brushed her nipples and she found herself frozen on the path, staring at her house, as the orgasm flooded her. She bit her lip, taking a deep breath and continued towards her back door. She walked in the door, the smell of her mom’s home cooked meal greeting her. “Katie you can’t spend your entire break hiking. You need to get a job if you’re going to spend the summer here, we told you that! We want you to save some money for next semester.” Her mother chided; Katie simply nodded too afraid to open her mouth lest another moan escaped her lips. “Dinner in 20, OK?” she just nodded and bolted up to her room. Closing the door and practically ripping her shirt off for relief. She dove onto the bed and buried her head in a pillow to muffle her sounds. She managed to get through dinner, trying to say little and just get through it. She had no idea what to do. She had a gut feeling her headaches would be back in the next few days. She knew she’d have her door locked and would sleep naked again to avoid any stimulation. She knew without a doubt she would go back to her pond. She excused herself from dinner and went back to hear room, picking a movie on her laptop as she tried to process the last few days. She waited until she knew her parents were fast asleep and grabbed the video camera. She brought up the video on her laptop, muted the sound and hit play. Her first thought was that she wished she had zoomed in more but that would have been a gamble. She watched as she was grasped and lifted out of the water. She bit her lip watching as the thing bound her, seeing her legs spread wide in the splits. The thing bent her just right, arching her back and almost posing her in such an obscene way. Katie couldn’t help but put her hands between her legs, jumping slightly as just how intensely mere touch felt. She watched, fascinated at what she could see from the distant angle. Even from that far back she could tell just how thick the thing had grown inside her, yet she didn’t feel stretched or gaped. She saved the video and closed her laptop. Katie felt an ache, a desire, she wasn’t used to. She had never been promiscuous. Her experiences came from a few boyfriends and only recently a few hookups, never putting out the first month. Any sense of morality was cast aside as she felt a very primal lust welling up inside her. She got up and went to her closet, finding a little black club dress and quickly changing, knees buckling as the thin fabric brushed against her. She looked in the mirror, her nipples obviously erect and hard under the dress. She smiled, the most wicked thoughts going through her head. She tiptoed downstairs, careful not to wake mom and dad. She got in her car and started to drive. She had no idea where she was going, aimlessly following the road. She had only a vague idea of where she was when she found what she was looking for. It was just after midnight when she pulled into the gas station, parking next to the three Harley’s. The men on them were large, rough looking and dirty with dust and grease. They had on leather vests, their patches noting which club they rode with. She climbed out, her mind screaming at her but her body aching. She was beginning to tolerate the intense pleasure that ripped through her, the seat of her car was soaked from the drive. She stood in front of them and without hesitation spoke up. She had no idea what was compelling her, “I need to be fucked…” was all she said. The men looked up, eying the suburban co-ed that had wandered far from home. They could practically smell her sex, the desperation plain on her face. Her nipples hard. They simply nodded, “Follow us” one grunted. The motorcycles roared to life with sharp kicks and she skipped back to her car and followed them down the road. They pulled into an old mechanic’s garage. She got out and followed them inside to the bay. “Tie me up and have your way…” she said, already pulling her dress off and kicking it aside. The men exchanged glances as they eyed Katie, completely naked in front of them. “Fuck girl, you high or some shit? Or just a nymph?” they laughed. There was an industrial winch and hoist anchored to the ceiling. They turned it on and lowered it’s hook. They took some old, coarse rope reeking of kerosene and bound her wrists. She was already moaning as the coarse fibers rubbed her skin raw. The attached her to the hook and raised the winch until she was on tiptoes, barely touching the cold concrete. “Remember, you asked for this…” one grunted as his calloused hands began to explore her smooth, sun kissed skin. Her body quivered when he roughly cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples. The way she moaned and bucked drove them wild and any doubts they had were erased. The man behind her unzipped, stroking his cock. He spat in his hand and rubbed her puckered asshole. The second man followed, standing in front of her. He rubbed her mound, sending her over the edge again. They laughed, “Only a whore loves it this much…” she blushed red. She could feel their cocks against her, determined to take her in tandem. They eased into her, holding her legs up to give them the right angles. She was delirious with the pleasure, the heightened sense of arousal from the effects of that thing. They were above average but paled compared to the thing. Unlike the thing, she could feel the pain of their lust as she was stretched and used hard. The men eager to take advantage of the lily-white co-ed that had dangled herself before them. She had no idea where the third was at the moment – though that question was soon answered by the distinctive roar of several more motorcycles. Third had apparently called some friends. The room was a chorus of skin on skin, her moans filling the space as the men grunted. Her body beaded with sweat, glistening as they continued to use her. The one sodomizing her stopped first, one last thrust as he filled her with his seed. The other wasn’t far behind, holding her tight as he filled her womb. The night was a blur, filled with the sounds of Katie’s depravity as she found herself surrounded by large men. The air smelled of musk and sweat. Unlike her earlier encounter, Katie was so consumed in the moment she had no idea just how many were in the room with her. How many were enjoying her. It drove her wild, surprised to hear the cries, “harder…more…please….” coming from her own lips. She had no idea who she was in this moment only that she needed this in the worst way. She had no idea how many or how long. It was a wild ride as the men lined up, freely taking their turns from both sides. She was a girl that had only had 3 steady boyfriends and a handful of college hookups who now found herself giving herself so freely. Katie found herself being used repeatedly, no breaks, as they got the most out of their new toy. There was never a moment she didn’t have two men inside her. The men loved how easily she climaxed, her body convulsing between them. They had no idea what was driving her so crazy. Only that they enjoyed her. Coupled with the overwhelming pleasure, her body was racked with pain. She had no idea why it was so enjoyable or what was happening, only realizing why the men were so rough when she heard herself begging them to give it to her that way. Finally, she felt the rope go slack as her feet came to the ground. The rope was cut loose and the men trickled out. One of the last one out smacked her ass hard, “Anytime you want to come back and play, sweetheart…usually the girl isn’t so willing to take the whole crew.” he laughed and pressed a slip of paper into her hand leaving her to contemplate what she had just done. She found her dress, filthy with trails of cum. They had obviously used it to clean off. She walked out to her car and collapsed in the seat. She was absolutely exhausted. A realization suddenly hit her - her breasts felt less tender, her nipples were softer. The walk to the car hadn't caused any reaction despite the fabric rubbing against her. The effects seemed to wear off quicker this time. The clock on the dash read 04:00. Her parents were usually up by 6. She could make it back home just in time. She already knew she’d be headed back to the pond for a relaxing soak in the cool water.

[MF] - Turns out, she didn't fuck me for her job

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zlxu3q/mf_some_work_christmas_parties_are_worth_going_to/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button *This is an unexpected part two to the story above.* There was very little communication between Brittany and I over the next few months. I sent her a text a few days after we fucked letting her know how much fun I had. The response I got was short and sweet. Essentially a “me too” kind of response. I took it as a sign that this must have been a one time thing or this was actually how she tried to get business. Either way, the end result was a great fuck and something for the spank bank for the future. Out of the blue, I received an email one morning from Brittany asking if I’d be interested in getting lunch… and bringing one of my main client’s along to do a meet and greet. It was quite incredible how fast my dick went from rock hard to flaccid. Still, despite the disappointment of a purely work-related lunch, I confirmed with my client and we set a date. My client and I walked in to the agreed upon spot to see Brittany and her boss waiting at a table. Not surprisingly, Brittany was dressed in a very professional but eye-catching outfit: skin tight black pants, a flowy red blouse with a hint of cleavage, and tall black heels. It was hard not to stare so I did. Noone at that table was under the impression she was there for any other reason anyway. For almost two hours, Brittany and her boss tried to sell my client on all the new surveillance packages the company now offered. It was a good pitch, something they’ve clearly done many times before. Unfortunately, it wasn’t quite as effective on my client – a female – as it would have been a male. I still gave them credit for doing the song and dance despite my client lack of a penis. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t disappointed when the lunch ended. No flirting, no seductive glances, no excuses to go to the bathroom for a quick fuck, just business. Luckily my disappointment lasted only a few minutes as I felt my phone vibrate before I even got to my car. It was Brittany. “What are you doing tonight?” I couldn’t contain my smile. “No plans. My days of going out during the week are long behind me.” “You act like you can’t keep up with me. I know better… Come get a drink with me tonight.” It was all the convincing I needed. She messaged me the time and place – a bar about half way between us. I got to the bar a few minutes early and found two seats at the bar. Before I could order drinks, I felt a soft hand on my arm. I turned to see Brittany flashing her incredible smile. Now she was wearing black leather pants, a tight gray sweater, and the same black heels she was in earlier. “I was worried you may have fallen asleep on me, old man.” She giggled taking the seat beside me. The flirting started immediately with an explanation why I hadn’t heard from her. She didn’t want me to think she fucked me for more business. While she admitted that she knew her job was to look good and flirt with potential customers, she fucked me because she wanted to. I told her I appreciated her honesty but I would have fucked her even if it was only to get more business from me. We shared a laugh as it became clear this was more than a friendly meet up. “Can I see your place since you saw mine last time?” Her directness was such a turn on. I nodded and paid for our drinks. We made the short walk back to my place. I did the “let me show you around” tour as if she really cared what my place looked like. I poured us both a drink and found Brittany sitting on the couch. As soon as I sat down next to her, she immediately straddled me. We kissed like two horny teenagers – sloppy with lots of tongue. My hands immediately squeezed her ass through her leather pants. “Do you like these? I wanted to wear them to lunch to tease you but I thought that might be a little much.” I smiled and nodded giving her a playful spanking as we went back to our make out session. Brittany slowly slid her way off of me down onto her knees between my legs. She pulled down my pants and immediately took my hard cock into her hand. I leaned forward and pulled her sweater over her head to reveal a black lacy bra. After a few strokes, she plunged her head into my lap swallowing my cock. I let out a long moan and let her go to work. Her tongue circled my shaft as she bobbed her head up and down. When she eventually pulled away, it was to give my balls the same attention. Brittany went back and forth between them giving gentle sucks and flick of her tongue. She then stood up and unclasped her bra. Brittany then threw her heels off and pulled down her leather pants leaving her completely naked in front of me. “I liked you in those heels,” I told her while tugging my own clothes off. She shot me a smile and reached down putting them back on. “Better?” she asked striking a pose and flashing her perfect smile again. Brittany then returned to her position straddling me and guided my cock inside her. She threw her hair back as her hands rested on my shoulders. “Fuck!” she screamed as she took control bouncing on my cock. Each time it felt like she was trying to force me deeper inside her. I gripped her thighs tightly letting her control the pace. Her perky tits bounced methodically to her rhythm. When she slowed down for a breather, I took that as my cue. I wrapped my arms around her lower back and lifted her up. Brittany gave a little shriek before pressing her lips against mine. She wound her legs around my torso as we stood there kissing. I lowered her back onto the couch. “That was hot!” she said biting her lip. She moved her legs to my shoulders and told me to go deep. I happily obliged giving her long, hard thrusts each one eliciting a soft whimper. Sensing I was getting close, Brittany amped up the dirty talk. “I want you cover me, Jack,” followed by “please, baby” over and over again. I didn’t need any of it but I loved it none the less. I pulled out of her and sprayed my cum across her well-toned stomach. I watched her run a finger through one of my ropes of cum, a look of satisfaction came across her face. “Do you want me to stay the night?” she asked bringing that same finger to her lip. It was an easy answer.

[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 408. The mother and the succubus. The nurturer and the nymphomaniac.

We all have our work life, social media persona, family life, social life and the most true-to-form embodiment of ourselves, our secret life. Every one of us has a side few, if any will ever see. Maybe you indulge in some substance when you are alone. You might spend your late nights prowling the internet looking for porn that satisfies your deepest, darkest desires. When that stops working, you might just seek out a way to live out your forbidden fantasies. My coworkers would be surprised to know that I love alcohol and cigarettes. My friends would never guess that I am unconditionally obsessed with sex with men and women. No one in my life would suspect I have taken both of my sons as lovers and regularly enjoy sex with each of them. I am a predator. Stalking the night, I decide who my prey will be and them lure them into my sexual web or erotically attack them and take them inside me. Their bodies belong to me. I made them, raised them and now am enjoying the fruits of my labor by devouring their urges and having them fill my body with their seed. I am a nurturer. Nothing comes before the happiness of my boys. To this day, I hold them when they are sad or sick and I prepare their favorite foods and wash their clothes. I will always drop whatever I am doing to come to their aid. I am a mother. I raised my boys to be gentleman and to always stand up for themselves. I have provided them with educational tools and skills to survive. They work hard and are respectful to all people. I am an absolute nymphomaniac. I need sex daily. Having my sons at my beck and call is a dream come true. There is no question that Michael will make love to me, and Patrick will fuck me whenever I want. My urges are powerful and at times, all encompassing. The only way my situation could be improved would be if I had more offspring. I don't think I could possibly have too many. I suppose we are all multi-faceted. Do you think I am bad mother? **My sons are 22 and 27. I never want to see your penis.**

My wife wanted an open relationship after I caught her flirting with my friend. Prequel pt1

This story began 6 years ago, spawned out of a stagnant sex life, curiosity and roleplay fun that got real. I didn’t see where it was going to lead to, I was to caught up in the excitement. We were going to a Halloween party, my wife is on the plus size but is still an incredible knock out beauty. She was 32 with a thick milf bod and has massive tits that always attracts a large amount of attention anywhere she goes. And she is conscious of being modest and covering up usually, but tonight she played into it. She was going in a sexy warrior princess costume. Her huge breasts barely fit in the flimsy plastic bra. And the skirt was as short as possible that when she bent slightly you could see the underside of her ass cheeks as they were barley covered with her panties. The party was being thrown by a friend of mine Nick that I play soccer with and we didn’t know other people that well were going. The reason she decided to dress so slutty when she’s usually fairly reserved was because we have been talking about our fantasies lately and she convinced me to try and play one out for real. One of hers was to have a threesome. I’ve always had the same but the only difference is she is wanting two men. We had been into role play sex at the time. At first it was just corny like the mail man or nurse, then she suggested I imitate being my friend Nick. It was obvious to both of us that this would be a slippery slope as soon as she asked. First off, it wouldn’t be a stretch of an acting job because I’ve witnessed him hit on her often. Nick is a huge flirt and womanizer and rarely misses an opportunity to flirt with Anna in particular and the the last time we hung out together I caught her flirting back with him. After much discussion and her sucking me off while discussing the possibility she convinced me we should try and go for a threesome at his party. For one we know he’d be into it, but I kept thinking back about the time i caught her flirting and touching him that one night and suspected she had him on her mind for a while now and it’s less about the threesome fantasy and more about her wanting him. As soon as we got there, he opened the door to greet us. His mouth dropped as he saw what she was wearing and he didn’t disappoint as usual, he got down on one knee to kiss Anna’s hand. “Welcome to my humble abode princess Anna.” She blushed “thank you sir Nick, you are so gracious to host us, I hope you don’t mind us showing up a bit early!” He was in a towel still since we were 30 minutes early. And Anna could barely pry her eyes off his chiselled torso. He’s by far the most fit player on our team and has a body of an athlete and still in his late twenties. He led us inside “no problem at all I was just about to get in my costume. Grab a drink from the kitchen” While he was gone we nervously downed a drink each immediately. And he came downstairs dressed in a spartan warrior costume, which shows off his toned body and six pack. I’m in decent shape but he is obsessed with fitness and health. Anna had a drink made for him for when he returned.“Why thank you princess, but I am just a servant in your presence, I should be serving you.” Please sit back and I’ll make sure you don’t have to lift a finger. I should be rubbing your feet to make you feel comfortable.” He winked at me, “just playing bud, I get really into the costume and don’t mean to be rude “. I opened my mouth to talk but before I could talk my wife jumped in “Oh hell, he never rubs my feet, he doesn’t mind right hun”, I shook my head “please go ahead she deserves to be treated properly” his eyes lit up, and he was kneeling in front of her immediately as she lifted her feet up for him to rub. I could tell he was a bit confused that he was being allowed to massage her in this way for so long. He was getting the message something else was up now and started working his hands up her calves towards her thighs. I was getting turned on by my wife being felt up like this right in front of me. But I made an effort not to pay much attention and kept chatting and getting more drinks to allow him to get bolder. I came in from a run to the kitchen and saw him pull his hands back quickly, they were up very high on her inner thigh rubbing as she kept spreading her legs more open to date him on. It was broken up when we herd knocking at the door and he had to finally take his hands off her visibly disappointed he had to stop. We mingled with people and Anna was constantly being stared at and hit on more then usual due to her slutty costume. Nick emboldened after what he got away with earlier, was attached at Anna’s side all night. As we all chatted at one point I’d notice his hand slide down her backside and rest for awhile cupping her ass. She turned to look him in the eyes and stared into them, both sharing a a moment to acknowledge that she wants him. As the drinks ramp up the flirting and touching did as well. It was incredibly exciting seeing her do this especially with other people around to notice. At one point she was asking about his abs which led to her rubbing them with her hands saying “I can’t believe how fit and impressive your body is!” He laughs and drunkenly joked “it’s not as impressive as your breasts” and gave them a squeeze. She giggled and said “I don’t put any work into my tits, they just came this way!” He laughs and says “that’s just like my cock, it just came big like that too” That got her so excited, “well you got to feel mine soooo..” there was no turning back at this point, they were drunkenly groping eachother at the entertainment of a few others close by openly now. “I don’t believe you!” She teased. “Only one way to find out” he says smugly. Without missing a beat she reaches out to feel through his pants. This started to get a lot of worried glances towards me from some other guys that were close by witnessing this escalate. Everyone is used to how much of a womanizer Nick is, but they couldn’t believe my wife was taking it this far too. She scoffed “that’s not as impressive as you led on”. He was a bit embarrassed and said “well you didn’t get it hard first. You can’t judge it soft” she snickers “ok well make it hard then”. He had to think that one over, “umm, sure as you wish princess, I would just need to hold those huge breasts that are behind that armour of yours to satisfy your desire”. She looked at me as she knew she was already in to deep but was drunk and so worked up now. “It’s fine babe” she says to me, “he’s already grabbed my tits once and I don’t believe he has a big piece at all, he’s just bluffing now”. Nick didn’t wait for an objection he had his hands groping her huge tits as she reached down to grab his cock again. He starts rubbing her aggressively to the point her custome bra was falling down and now others were getting a clear view of her dark hard nipples. And I notice she is stroking him off through his pants “Ok ok I believe you!” She says while laughing and trying to cover her tits back up. “I’ll admit that is a big piece you have, I have to go to the bathroom bad now after all that laughing” To be [continued](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/1209hrs/wifes_flirting_at_a_party_got_out_of_hand/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[M]y sexually [f]rustrated pregnant coworker (pt 3)

*Part 1 and 2 can be found on my page* I stood there for a second looking at her and she answered any question that may have crossed my mind. “I want you to get off too and I want to fuck me. And you can inside me, you can’t get me more pregnant than I already am”. I wasn’t going to argue with that! I unzipped my pants, dropped them and my briefs to the floor and sunk my already hard cock right into her pregnant cheating pussy. It was so tight and still so wet, but she was a perfect fit. I reached under her shirt and played with her nipples as I slowly thrusted in and out. I worked like that for a couple of minutes, really just feeling everything I possibly could and enjoying her tight grip on my cock. But that ended when she said “fuck me harder!” So I reached up and grabbed the back of her neck so that her head wouldn’t hit the wall and started to slam into her like I never had on anyone before. There was no more trying to stay quiet. She was moaning and shrieking with every thrust as I hammered her up against the wall and got closer and closer to blowing. Her pussy lips tightened up and I could feel that she was getting ready to orgasm again. I reached down with my free hand and rubbed her clit. She couldn’t take it anymore and lost it again, her eyes practically rolling back in her head. After seeing that incredible sight, I couldn’t hold it in much longer. I slowed down to catch my breath and started pushing in as deep as I could. After another minute or so, I blew my load so deep inside her, she definitely would’ve been pregnant if she wasn’t already. My legs went weak and I braced myself as I pulled out of her, balls bone dry. “Thank you, that was way better than doing it myself” I said, as I moved to grab a wet paper towel and clean myself off. “I really hope that wasn’t a one-time thing” she said as she started undressing to get in the shower. I told her it certainly didn’t have to be, and that I’d love to help her again. I left her to clean up and went home, quite satisfied. Turns out it wasn’t a one-time thing and I helped her out a couple more times over the next few weeks before she finally left on baby leave.

[MF][MFM] (F38 now) College - First full MFM threesome (part 1 of 2)

In a previous posting, I told of the first time I agreed to be shared. It was in college, and was only a quick blowjob, but it started one of the more fun aspects of my sex life. This post talks about the second time. The events are pretty accurate. The minimal dialog is reconstructed as best I can do given that it's been a good 17 or so years, After that first event, Tim (my boyfriend at the time) and I would talk about it while we had sex. This excited both of us. His thrusting was more intense. My wetness was obviously increased. As I learned often happens, this turned into "what if..." fantasies about going farther. It did not take long before I eagerly agreed to go beyond oral with Tim's roommate Mark. Tim and I worked out a few ground rules to avoid any awkward problems, then he asked Mark if he'd be interested. The answer was obvious, and we set it up for the next Friday night. Friday rolled around and we left my place, where we had both showered, and headed to Tim's and Mark's. I had only excitement in my head. No nerves or worries! After all, Mark had already seen me naked - in fact, he had seen me doing one of the most intimate things possible. And of course, I had already taken his penis into my mouth and swallowed his cum. The time for shy nervousness, if it ever existed, was long past. Tim and I had decided how we would proceed, and as we had a little to drink, we got started. It began rather chastely. Mark and I started making out and Tim was behind me. He was hard already and, through his pants and my skirt, was doing what he could to rub against me. For the time being, Mark avoided letting our hips get too close. However, as our mouths pressed together and our tongues probed and tasted each other, his hands began to wander. They ran up and down my sides, and then on one upward move, they both slipped under my shirt. Seeing this, Tim slipped his up my back and unfastened my bra. With just a nudge of his hands, Mark was able to get his hands on my breasts, which he then started to gently knead. Tim, taking the role of facilitator, lifted my shirt up and over my head, then helped me slip out of the bra straps. Mark used the freer access to begin groping at me, which I guess Tim had told him I like. Mark broke our kiss and leaned down, licking my right breast and slowly zeroing in on the nipple. By the time he had it in his mouth and started sucking, I had my eyes closed and was just enjoying it. A moment later, Tim started in on the left one. I felt Tim's hands move to my waist, where he quickly unfastened the buttons of my skirt. I let him tug the garment off and he immediately followed-up by slipping my panties down over my hips. I immediately felt a brief chiil between my legs as my extra wetness hit the cool air. Then I felt it. With my eyes closed and all the feelings and activity going on, I did not realize that Mark had taken his pants off. I first realized it when I felt his erection press against my leg. Suddenly, Tim was gone from behind me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him take his pats down, take a seat in a chair, and start to stroke himself while he watched his roommate get closer and closer to taking me. Mark returned to kissing me as we moved backwards (for me) to his bed. I lay back and he joined me, with part of him over top and the rest of him to my side. His erection was still pressed against my thigh and I could feel an occasional hint of precum wetness as we made out and our hands roamed over each other's bodies. Mark let a hand drift down to my sex and started lightly moving it along my inner thighs. This rapidly became a giant tease, but I let it go until at long last, he let his fingers start slipping into my cleft. He brought his hand up and tasted me on his fingers. His eyes closed in obvious enjoyment. I knew he wanted to go down on me, but that was the one activity Tim and I had decided to reserve for Tim only and would not be shared with any playmates. Mark kept fingering me and I reached down and started playing with his cock. His precum lubricated my hand and I was soon stroking his shaft. Mark and I were both getting more energetic and our bodies were both reacting and getting wetter in all the right parts. Finally, Mark moved, swinging his hips up and over so that he was now above me. He leaned down and started to kiss me. I reached up and put one hand on the back of his head, holding him. The other arm wrapped around his shoulders, encouraging him. I felt his body lower and his weight started to be noticeable. Mark moved his hips forward and back and I felt the tip of his penis sliding along my cleft but not yet entering. Every time he moved, I was ready and hoping that it would be the one. "Put it in me," I told him. His cock was now coated in my own lubricants and we were both more than prepared. A slight angling of his hips and then I felt it. The engorged head of Mark's penis was parting my lips. It spread the walls of my vagina as he sunk farther in. Our mouths were locked together as our lower bodies joined in a wet, pleasure-filled union. I felt Mark's balls finally come to rest against the cheeks of my ass. He was buried all the way inside me. For the first time, I was being truly fucked by a man I was not in a relationship with. And it felt glorious. Concluded in Part 2. Sorry, I really did not think that this retelling would go on this long, but the more I wrote, the more detail came back and I decided it was better to include it and go 2 parts than to skip the extra detail. Hope you enjoyed! If so, let me know! Part 2 coming within a day.

[F18] He sat on my face and cummed on my hair

Yesterday I dated this Tinder guy on a local bar I love going to. I was not super fan of his face but he looked pretty in shape and I needed to have some fun. After a few drinks he started to get closer to me. He was barely hidding his intentions. He wanted to fuck, right there and then. I could feel his pleasure growing in his pant as he was dancing with me.When he asked me to go in the bathroom with him, I knew he wanted to get this done. So instead, I asked him if we could go to his place. Which he obviously accepted. Once inside, he litteraly threw me on the sofa. He could not waist any more seconds. I was laying down on my back when he pulled his dick out of his pant to stuff it in my mouth. It was so exciting to be used like this... I could barely move. He started to go higher so I can put his balls in my mouth. Then even higher until I my tongue reached his asshole. The feeling was exhilarating. For him as well I guess because he cummed all over my hair that night. Hopefully he finished the night by giving a pretty decent cunnilingus that sent me to heaven.

MILF weekend, Kat, Dee and me. Part 3.

By the time I crawled into bed with Joe, I was so horny that I had an orgasm as soon as Joe ground his hard length in my pussy. Joe has told me many times that he loves watching me cum, making me cum, and that I do. Joe is up on one arm using his other hand to play with my large tits as he steadily fucks me into multiple, earth shattering orgasms. I’m there for the pleasurable ride, as is the only reason I look forward to these lewd weekends. Joe then says how awesome it is that I invited my my sister Kat over. I was just enjoying him fucking me silly and not thinking about my youngest sister. I just panted out a quick, “Yeah, thought you would think so.” Joe pinch twisted my nipple really hard and I started to cum again. He made short, hard smacking jabs with that thick long cock of his as he hovered above me, watching me jerk and grunt. “That’s it, Dotty, cum your pretty head off.” Joe said as he pounded my clenching, creaming pussy. When my climax subsided, Joe pulled his hard length from me, gripped my hip and rolled me over. I was still trembling all over and gasping, limp as a wet rag. Joe gave my ass cheek a stinging slap as his knees spread my legs apart. I let out a yelp, still catching my breathe. Joe squeezed both cheeks and smacked my other one. I heard Dee’s little giggle just then. She was leaning in the doorway of the bedroom. “Spank her Joe. Make Dotty’s sexy ass red. She enjoys that. You must know this already or you wouldn’t be slapping that ass.” Dee said with a giggle. Joe gripped my hips and pulled me up on my knees. He listened to Dee and cracked each ass cheek again. He grabbed me by the waist, his bulbous cock head plugged my pussy, pulling me back until my bare ass pressed against him. His thick, long boner was filling me again. I had never told Joe that I like a spank occasionally, like Dee was inferring. He had just given me a love slap on the ass one day. I playfully squealed, did a skip, and smiled back at him. He took that as an ok I guess and has slapped my ass more and more after that day. I didn’t complain about these smacks, nor have asked for more. My good friend Dee just told young Joe that I enjoy my ass being spanked during sex. Dee knows all of my experiences, likes and desires, because we’ve shared everything over the years, we always have. Things one does when married, a new experience at the time, some of those things become desires. Dee knew some of my likes already way before either of us got married, because of our experimental past with each other way back in high school. We tried everything, practically, just to see how it felt, what we enjoyed. At the moment, though, Joe had my ass pulled up so I was on my knees. I have his thick, rock hard, young cock filling my pussy, the bulbous head pressing on my womb. And my freaky best friend, Dee, leaning on the doorway, watching and listening to me pant, moan, as Joe ground against my bare ass. I pushed myself up on my hands. I didn’t pay much attention to Dee standing in the door, maybe she left. I was savoring the fantastic position I was presently engaged in. Fucking doggie style, just being fucked from behind is one of favorites. I pressed my slightly squirming ass back against Joe, loving how pleasurable his thick, hard cock felt filling my pussy. Of course, the entire atmosphere plays into the enormous excitement, arousal I feel. Many factors in what is a turn on for me. Some I had been made aware of way back in high school with Dee. Many turn on’s discovered during my 19 years of marriage, naturally. Then, the new turn on’s that entered my list of things that make me super horny, discovered after my divorce. I was now engaged in some of the new turn on’s, that being, fucking with this 21 yer old. I let my young sex partner know how I felt. “You feel so fucking good, Joe. Drives me crazy.” I breathed out, turning my head to look at him. Joe told me that my pussy feels wonderful. *My fault-I posted by accident.

[B/S] My twin takes nudes of me.

Hi. I F18 have a long distance bf. We have a bit of a bdsm relationship. I am his sub, he is my dom. When we masturbate he has me do things for his pleasure. I almost always accommodate. Typically I take nudes for him. I have a tripod and a remote. I have a ring light. Things get pretty intense. Sometimes he likes to push boundaries and explore taboo things. I am a virgin, all of my experience is with him. Don’t worry I am not abused, he never makes me do anything I don’t want to do. He keeps me safe. My twin brother is my best friend. He knows all about our crazy ways. He even has his own friendship with my brother. My BF thinks he wants to have sex with me. My BF has asked me to suck his cock and make him a video. I denied that request and he accepted without pressuring me. However I did accept having my brother take nudes for me. He normally acts like it doesn’t bother him. Like he is seeing a rock. Yesterday I made a video masturbating. My brother had a visible erection. After he left very fast and went to his room. Then my bf watched the video and we masturbated together. I guess my bf was right.

Dominated by Shreeya - Chp 1 & 2

A/N : This is a femdom-themed fiction. If Femdom isn't your kink, then don't bother reading. The story will start as vanilla and move quickly to kinky. It will slowly advance to gentle femdom, followed by hardcore femdom and end with extreme femdom! If you do read it, have fun. Disclaimer - None of the people mentioned in the story are real. Any similarities are purely coincidental. —--------- Chapter 1 : Meeting my High School Crush in Gym It was late in the evening. A young man was returning home from college. He freshened up and saw himself in the mirror. He was 5'10" and looked handsome but was slightly overweight. His name was Aarush. Aarush sighed and muttered, "I have grown fat. I was very fit during my school days due to playing a lot of sports. But since college started, I have been busy with studies, classes, projects and internships. And I have been eating a lot of junk food!" He observed himself again and decided, "I will take a Gym membership and get back in shape!" He had heard of a gym in his area. He went and bought a membership. He checked his weight and was shocked! He thought, '88 Kg?? I have gained this much weight?' He began training in the Gym consistently. 1 month of proper diet and 5 days per week of training had great results. His weight dropped to 82 kg. He began training, however, his eyesight landed on a girl. He thought, 'She looks familiar.' The girl felt his gaze and looked back. Aarush was surprised! He exclaimed, "Shreeya?" The girl was Shreeya. She was in the same high school as him. Aarush observed her and thought, 'Dang, she gained so much weight! She was super hot in her school days. Though, even with the gained weight, she still looks hot! Her ass and boobs are even bigger!' Shreeya was very fair. She was about 5'6" in height. She had gained enough weight to be considered overweight. But she still looked good and wouldn't be categorized as obese. She said, "Aarush? What a surprise seeing you here. Do you also have a membership?" Aarush nodded and said, "Yes. I joined around a month back. What about you?" Shreeya answered, "I joined today." She laughed awkwardly and said, "As you can see, I have gained a lot of weight." Aarush looked at her body and said, "You still look great." Shreeya said, "You don't need to lie. I am very self-aware." Not wanting to discuss this forbidden topic, Aarush changed the subject. He asked, "What have you been studying?" Shreeya replied, "I am studying to become a doctor. You?" Aarush replied, "Computer Engineer." Shreeya said, "That sounds cool." Aarush said, "Sure. If you think coding for hours is cool. Anyways, let's start working out. You can ask me for help if you need it." She replied, "Definitely." They both began working out. Over the next week, they often met each other in the gym and chatted a lot. Aarush began dropping her home after the gym sessions were over. A week later, when they reached her home, Aarush asked, "Hey Shreeya, would you like to grab a bite with me?" Shreeya smirked and teased him, "Are you asking me out on a date Aarush?" Aarush smiled and replied, "Yes." Shreeya was surprised. She thought, 'Many guys asked me out on dates when I was slim and fit. But no one has asked me ever since I began gaining weight! My last boyfriend broke up with me because I got fat!' She looked at Aarush and thought, 'But, he was known to joke around during school days. Is he serious or just teasing me?' The gain in weight had made Shreeya very self-conscious. Her mood fell and she asked, "You aren't joking with me right? Why do you want to go on a date with someone fat like me? There are many other fit and beautiful girls in the gym!" Aarush looked at Shreeya and felt sad. He thought, 'Her confidence has fallen so much…' He grabbed her hand and looked into her eyes. After a moment, he said, "Shreeya, you are gorgeous. No other girl in the gym is a match for you." Shreeya was surprised. She blushed and looked away. She said, "You are just saying it to make me feel better!" Aarush looked at her blush and was smitten. She pulled her hand and brought her close to him. He put his other arm around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss. Shreeya didn't resist. Their lips locked and they began kissing. Soon, he pushed his tongue inside her mouth and began french kissing her. Their tongues battled each other for 5 minutes until they finally broke the kiss. Aarush looked into her eyes and asked, "Do you believe me now?" Shreeya was blushing. Her cheeks were red. She nodded shyly. But soon, her eyes widened! She immediately stepped back and looked down. Aarush was confused. He followed her gaze and became embarrassed, 'Crap! I got a boner!' He immediately turned around and said, "Sorry! I couldn't help myself!" Shreeya giggled and said, "It's alright." Shreeya was very happy. She thought, 'Seeing how hard he got, he wasn't lying. He really thinks I am pretty, despite all the weight I gained!' She stepped forward and kissed his cheek and said, "Thank You Aarush." Aarush was surprised. He grabbed her hand and got on one knee and said, "Shreeya, will you be my girlfriend?" Shreeya was very happy and said, "Oh my God Yes!" Aarush kissed her hand and hugged her and lifted her up! Shreeya hugged him tightly. After a while, he slowly let her down and french kissed her again. After kissing, he whispered in her ear, "Get ready. I'll come to pick you up for dinner in half an hour." She replied, "Yes." They kissed again and Aarush left. Both were on cloud nine! After half an hour, Aarush returned. He was wearing black pants, a black round-neck T-shirt and a brown leather jacket. He rang the bell. In a few seconds, Shreeya opened the door. He was stunned and kept staring at her. She was wearing a blue dress. It fit her huge boobs very tightly, allowing a blissful view! It ended right above her knees. She was wearing 4-inch blue high heels. She had applied red lipstick and a blue eye blush. She giggled looking at his expression. She said, "I remember that blue is your favorite color." Aarush was surprised. He had mentioned that to her years ago and she still remembered. He moved forward for another kiss, but Shreeya put a finger on his lips and said, "Let's not ruin my makeup already." Aarush stopped. He replied, "Forget about dinner, I could eat you instead! You look so gorgeous!" She smiled naughtily and said, "Well, you can have me for dessert!" Aarush smirked and replied, "I definitely will!" They left for dinner in a restaurant and had a lovely time. After a couple of hours, they returned back to Shreeya's apartment and removed their boots/heels. Aarush looked at Shreeya. She was still looking lovely. Aarush got close to her and asked, "Can I have my dessert now?" Shreeya moved away while smiling naughtily. She walked towards her bedroom and signaled him with her finger to follow her. Aarush followed with his eyes fixed on her sexy ass! While following, he took off his jacket and shirt. Shreeya lay on the bed. As Aarush entered the room, she looked straight into his eyes. Aarush followed and jumped on top of her. They looked into each other's eyes. Aarush looked at her red lipstick and her eye blush. He said, "You really are gorgeous." He began kissing her forehead. Then her eyelids. Then her cheeks and followed it with another passionate french kiss. As they kissed, his arms went under her back. He grabbed her hair and pulled her behind lightly. He moved down and began kissing her neck. Shreeya put her hands behind his head and caressed them. She moaned as he kept kissing her neck. After a few minutes, he moved downwards and began kissing the top of her chest and slowly moved down towards her boobs. He kissed her nipple from over her silky dress. His hands began undressing her. However, her dress was very tight! Shreeya felt very good when her nipples were kissed. She said softly, "Suck them!" She pulled his head into her breasts with all her strength. He was taken by surprise. His mouth was stuffed with her breast as well as her dress! He stopped trying to undress her and began sucking on her dress. Shreeya moaned in pleasure. After a couple of minutes, Shreeya stopped pushing him and pulled his hair. She was breathing heavily. She said, "Now suck my other breast." She pulled him into her other breasts and made him suck her boob and dress once again. After a couple of minutes, she finally let his head go. He began breathing heavily. Shreeya looked at him and giggled, "I know you love the color blue, but never imagined that you would kiss it instead of my breasts." Aarush looked into her eyes. His hands went behind her back and he began undressing her. She cooperated. Finally, he managed to undress her. He tossed the dress to the side and said, "Now I will show you how much I love your boobs!" He pinned her arms on the bed and began sucking her boobs as hard as he could. Shreeya just lay in the bed and enjoyed his lips. After a while, he said, "Your boobs are very delicious!" He extended his tongue and licked her nipples. Shreeya immediately became wet! Soon, he began licking her cleavage. Due to that tight dress, his cleavage had become very sweaty. He licked all the sweat with his tongue. He felt Shreeya squirming as he licked her cleavage. He let her arms go and began moving downwards. He kept his tongue on her body as he moved. His tongue went down from her cleavage to her stomach and began licking her navel. She began giggling as it tickled her. Seeing her laugh, he licked her navel more. She put her hands on his head and pushed him down while laughing, "Aarush, enough! No more!" Aarush didn't resist and instead went even more down along her push. He put his hands inside her thin panties and pulled them down. He looked at her pussy and stared at it for a few seconds. Shreeya was still pushing his head. After she stopped laughing, Aarush said, "Alright." Shreeya felt something off in his tone. She looked down and asked, "Wait! What are you doing?" Aarush didn't reply and stuck his tongue inside her pussy. He began licking her rapidly. Shreeya immediately began moaning. She thought, 'Is he really licking my dirty pussy?' Soon, she yelled, "Damn! Your tongue is so good! This the first time someone is licking me there!" Aarush felt some pride. He licked her even more forcefully. Shreeya locked her thighs around his head and trapped his head between her legs. He didn't mind and kept licking. He kept licking continuously. Shreeya kept moaning. Soon, she began reaching her climax. Sensing it, he began licking as fast as he good. He inserted his tongue in her pussy and tongue fucked her. Her thighs tightened their grip on his head as she moaned loudly and came into his mouth! Aarush opened his mouth wide and drank all her cum. Shreeya lost her strength. Her legs became loose and she let her grip on his head go. Aarush got up and looked at her and was mesmerized! Shreeya was breathing heavily. Her breasts kept going up and down as she took heavy breaths. Beads of sweat had formed over her naked body. She was shining in the afterglow. He smiled and said, "The desert was delicious!" Shreeya looked at him and asked, "Why did you lick my dirty vagina?" Aarush raised an eyebrow. He said, "Dirty?" He placed his right palm on her pussy and massaged it gently and asked, "Who said this is dirty? It feels like heaven!" Shreeya was surprised. She immediately blushed. Aarush smiled on seeing that. He hugged her and stayed with her. After a few minutes, he asked, "Should we take it to the next level?" Shreeya looked into his eyes and said, "Yes. Fuck me!" Aarush grinned. He got up and got rid of his pants. Shreeya watched him perversely. Aarush's dick was erect like a spear! She thought, 'Wow! It's around 7 inches long! So much longer than my ex!' He grabbed a condom from his pants' pocket and put it on. He didn't miss the sight of Shreeya lusting after his cock and was filled with pride. He took his position between her legs and spread her legs apart. However, Shreeya wanted to be playful. She began feeling his chest with her feet and played with his nipples with her toes. She giggled at seeing how hard his nipples were. She seductively said, "Looks like someone is really desperate!" Aarush grabbed her left foot and pulled it to his lips and kissed it. Shreeya was surprised! She thought, 'I didn't even wash my feet after returning from our date!' Aarush looked into her eyes and smiled on seeing her surprise. He kissed her toes and then put both her legs over his shoulders. He said, "I am putting it in." He entered the tip of his dick into her vagina. She moaned. Slowly, he began pushing his entire dick inside her! Shreeya moaned loudly. She screamed, "It's so big!" Aarush smiled on hearing that. After entering completely, he asked, "Are you alright?" She yelled, "Better than alright! Fuck me!" Aarush immediately began thrusting. He started thrusting slowly, however, Shreeya shouted, "Thrust harder!" He took the clue and began fucking her hard! Shreeya yelled, "Oh My God! This feels so good!" Both began moaning due to pleasure. They just fucked wildly for a few minutes. Aarush shouted, "I am close!" Shreeya shouted, "Me too! Hold on for a bit!" He kept thrusting! Shreeya shouted, "I am cumming! I am cumming! Cum with me!" Aarush kept fucking and said, "Yes! Cum!" Soon, both cummed at the same time! Aarush's condom was covered in cum from both sides! Shreeya fell into bed without any more energy. Aarush kept his hands on the bed beside her and kept himself from falling down on her. He slowly removed his dick and lay next to her! He hugged her tightly as they both were breathing heavily. Shreeya enjoyed his hug and rested against his body. She felt very safe with him. After some time, Shreeya looked at him and said, "You were so good!" She pinched his nipple painfully and asked while smiling, "How many girls did you sleep with to get so good?" Aarush was surprised when she pinched his nipple. However, he became embarrassed at her question. Shreeya noticed it and pinched his nipple harder and asked loudly, "How many?" He answered in a soft voice, "You are my first." Shreeya was surprised! She said, "No way! You were a virgin?" He nodded shyly. She pinched his nipple again and said, "I don't believe you! You dated that slut in high school." He replied, "I only dated during school. And we were under 18 back then. When college started, I never had time for anything else." Shreeya looked at him with surprise, "You really didn't fuck any other girl?" He shyly shook his head. Not wanting her to ask more, he asked, "What about you?" Now she became embarrassed. She said, "Sorry, I had sex as soon as I became 18. Though I only did it with one guy." Suddenly, she became sad. She said, "He broke up with me saying that I have become fat!" Aarush immediately comforted her. He hugged her and said, "That guy sounds like a loser!" Shreeya let him hug her. She felt safe in his embrace. However, soon her eyes widened. She immediately struggled and got slightly away from him. He was confused. She asked, "You didn't do all this because you thought that I'd be an easy target to lose your virginity, did you?" He was shocked by the accusation. However, he didn't answer. He went close to her and kissed her. She didn't want to believe that it was indeed the case and let him kiss her. However, some tears formed in her eyes. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. He said, "I love you. I always had a crush on you. Now that I have you, I won't ever let you go!" He kissed her and hugged her tightly. Shreeya became very happy at that response. She kissed him back too and said, "I love you too." Both lay in each other's arms for a while. After a while, she said, "Let's clean up." They got up and went into the washroom. Shreeya got on her knees and removed his condom. Her touch made him hard again! She gave a naughty smile and stroked him a few times while saying, "Look who is up again!" She grabbed a water spray and washed his cock. While washing, she stroked him quite a few times, but always sprayed cold water on him right after! Aarush groaned at being teased, but she just laughed. After he was clean, it was his turn to clean her pussy. He went on his knee and began fingering her. She put her arms on the wall for support. He chuckled and just teased her for a bit and cleaned her up. Shreeya looked a bit mad as she was teased back. They began showering together. Aarush caressed and felt her body as they kissed under the shower. Shreeya's hands also explored his back. Soon, Aarush pushed her against the wall and began kissing her neck and then her boobs. Shreeya caressed the back of his head saying, "You are turning me on again!" Aarush chuckled and said, "Good!" He took her nipple in his mouth and sucked on it. She let out a small moan. She put her hand on his chest and pushed him away. She said, "Let's stop here. I have an important assignment to submit tomorrow." Aarush reluctantly backed away and said, "Okay." Shreeya chuckled at his sad tone. She moved closer and kissed his lips and said, "Don't worry, I will still be here tomorrow." He kissed her back and said, "Alright dear." He turned off the shower. Shreeya immediately blushed, "Dear?" Aarush chuckled and kissed her on the cheeks and said, "Yes dear." Shreeya pinched both his nipples and said, "Hold on to your flirting till tomorrow!" And hurriedly left the shower. Fujin followed and said, "Hey, I don't have any clothes here. I'll have to share your towel!" She said, "Wait till I dry myself." He refused and said, "Why do you want to dry yourself when you have me here?" He took her towel and began drying her. He took full opportunity to feel her body through the thin towel. She got even more turned on but held herself back. After drying her, he began drying himself. Shreeya left without returning the favor. However, he wasn't bothered. He just chuckled at how much she was blushing as she left. While he dried himself, Shreeya changed the bedsheet and jumped into it naked. Aarush entered the bedroom. He saw Shreeya seductively lying naked on the bed. She looked at him and said, "Come, dear, join me in the bed." Butterflies flew in his stomach when he heard her calling him 'dear'. He joined her in the bed. Both cuddled naked under the blanket. As she slept in his arms, Aarush thought, 'Damn! So lucky that she joined the same gym as me! Never gonna let her go. Though, she seems very vanilla. It will be dream come true if a perfect girl like her was kinky and dominant!' Shreeya was peaceful as well. She was very insecure about her weight. She was very happy to find someone who was so accepting of her. Both of them will spend a wonderful and eventful life together. -------------- Chapter 2 : Awakening of a Dominatrix! The next day, Shreeya's alarm rang at 6 AM. She and Aarush both woke up. They were in each other's arms. Aarush looked at her and said, "I guess yesterday wasn't a dream!" She chuckled and they both kissed. Shreeya got up and dressed up. She began brushing. Aarush also dressed in his yesterday's clothes. He looked at Shreeya and said, "Hey, do you have a spare brush?" She spat the paste in her mouth and said, "Nope. You can use mine though." She smirked and said, "I am sure it'll be cleaner than my vagina." She finished brushing and passed the brush without washing it. Aarush looked at her and said, "You are getting hotter every second dear!" He put some paste on it and brushed his teeth. After freshening up, he kissed her and said goodbyes and returned to his own house after deciding to meet up before gym. Both attended their respective colleges. In the evening, Aarush drove to her place to pick her up for the gym. He kissed her and asked, "How was the assignment dear?" She kissed him back and said, "It was great. How was your day dear?" He replied, "Went great as I kept thinking about an amazing lady." Shreeya chuckled at his reply. They both hit the gym to exercise. After the gym, they returned to Shreeya's place. As soon as they closed the door, he hugged her and began kissing. She kissed back. He lifted her up and she put her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bed while kissing her. He put her down on the bed and they began undressing each other. Shreeya said, "I am too sweaty dear." Aarush said, "So?" She asked, "You don't mind?" He replied, "Not at all dear. You look even more gorgeous when sweating! What about you?" She replied, "I don't mind either. I love your manly smell!" They kissed again. They got completely naked. He whispered, "Do you want a tongue bath dear?" Shreeya immediately became very turned on! She whispered, "I would love that dear!" He immediately dived into her boobs. He sucked both her nipples. She moaned and gently caressed the back of his head. He began licking her. First, he licked all the sweat off her boobs. Then he licked her cleavage. Cleaning all the sweat there and leaving a trail of his saliva! He moved down and licked her navel next. After a minute, he stopped and moved upwards. He began kissing her neck. Soon, he began licking her neck. Shreeya just lay back in bed and enjoyed. She felt like she was in heaven. She kept caressing the back of his head all the time. Aarush suddenly grabbed her left hand. He kissed her fingers, then her palm, her forearm and lastly her upper arm. She enjoyed the feeling. However, she soon felt his tongue and freaked out. She said, "No! Not there! It's dirty!" However, Aarush held her arm tightly and continued licking her armpit. She struggled and said, "It probably stinks there!" However, he continued. After licking it entirely, he said, "It smells great. And it tastes even better!" Shreeya was stunned by his reply. He began licking her right armpit. This time, she didn't struggle and enjoyed his tongue. Unknowingly, something was being born deep within her mind! She loved the way Aarush worshipped her body. Slowly, she would begin wanting more of this. After he finished cleaning her armpit, he whispered, "Did you like it dear?" She blushed and said, "I loved it dear! I love you so much!" He smiled and said, "I love you too." He began moving downwards. He kissed her nipples and went down to her thighs. He lifted her left thigh and began licking it. She was surprised again but didn't struggle. Instead, she cooperated and moved her thigh to make it easier for him to cover her whole thigh. Soon, he licked her other thigh too. He was about to move to her pussy, when Shreeya put her right foot on his chest and pushed him back. She raised her left foot and placed her toes on his lips and said, "My feet are sweaty too. They were stuck in my socks during the entire gym session. Won't you lick all the sweat on it as well dear?" Aarush was already hard. However, hearing Shreeya asking him to lick her feet immediately made him as erect as he could be! Shreeya didn't miss it. She said, "Looks like someone loves licking my feet!" He blushed and said, "It's your fault! Your feet are perfe…" As he was talking, Shreeya pushed her foot in his mouth and said, "Less talking and more licking dear!" Aarush loved Shreeya taking command. He began sucking on the toes in his mouth. Shreeya loved it! After sucking all her toes, he grabbed her leg and pulled it slightly away. He extended his tongue and licked her soles! Her back arched as she moaned in pleasure at having her soles licked. She screamed, "I think you will make me orgasm without even touching me!" He smiled and kept licking until her entire left foot was covered in his saliva. He moved on to her right foot and gave it the same love. Shreeya enjoyed the pleasure while thinking, 'He is licking my sweaty unwashed foot! And I am loving it! Am I a pervert or something?' Lots of questions arose in her mind. However, she understood one thing. She loved making Aarush lick her feet! And she will make him lick her feet a lot more! After licking both her feet, he grabbed both her legs and raised her feet in front of his mouth. He began kissing both her soles! Shreeya, who was already on cloud nine, was surprised again! And she loved every bit of it. Her pussy began leaking! Aarush spread her legs and moved towards her pussy. He was surprised to see fluids leaking from it. He chuckled and said, "I wonder who is enjoying it now." She immediately blushed. She spoke in a soft tone, "Stop talking and do something about it!" He chuckled. He brought his tongue close to her pussy. She thought that he would lick her again. But instead, he just licked the fluid flowing out of her. She said, "Lick deeper!" However, Aarush replied, "Nope!" He lifted her left thigh and licked her groin. It turned her on even more! Seeing how terribly turned on she was, Aarush thought, "Should I keep her on the edge longer?" However, he decided against it, "Leave it, lemme make her cum!" He licked both her groins and dived into her pussy. Shreeya moaned again. She locked his head in her pussy with her thighs. She was already on edge. Just a couple of minutes of licking immediately made her climax! She squirted all her cum in his mouth. He drank it all as if it was the most delicious drink in the world! Shreeya lay on the bed while breathing heavily. Aarush saw her. She once again looked like a goddess! He dived back into her pussy and began licking it clean. Once he licked all her juices from her pussy, he also licked her juices that had fallen on the bed. Shreeya didn't notice that. He began licking her clitoris to turn her on again. It worked. In a few minutes, she was horny again! She said, "Fuck me dear!" Aarush immediately put on a condom and inserted his dick in her pussy. He began fucking her. Shreeya moved her right foot to his mouth and said, "Suck my foot as you fuck me!" He obeyed and began sucking her foot while fucking her. Both became very turned on! They didn't last very long and cummed together! Both were exhausted and lay in bed and cuddled. Shreeya said while breathing heavily, "I love you Aarush! I love you so much!" Aarush caressed the back of her head and said, "I love you a lot too!" He kissed her forehead. They stayed in bed without speaking. Shreeya thought, 'Yesterday, I was wearing a sexy dress and a lot of makeup. But today, I was wearing sweaty gym clothes and no makeup at all. Still, he treated me the same! Not only does he love me when I'm fat, but he also licks my feet, armpits, groins and pussy! He turns me on so much! He also follows what I say! Makes me wish that we got together in the school days itself.' After a while, they get up and clean up. They have dinner and sleep together. The next day, Shreeya got up before Aarush. Aarush was having a rather pleasant dream. He kept feeling something on him. He opened his eyes and was surprised! Shreeya was between his legs giving him a blowjob! He was already erect! Shreeya said, "Looks like the sleepy head is up!" She took his dick between her tits and began giving a titjob. At the same time, she licked his cockhead. Aarush was in heaven! He cummed in no time and she drank all his cum. She kissed his cockhead once and began crawling up his body. She lay on top of him, hugged him and began french kissing him! Aarush kissed back but felt conflicted. He thought, 'There was still some of his cum in her mouth and on her lips. And she made me lick it as well. Though, she did kiss me after I had gone down on her too. So complaining about this might make me look bad. Leave it. Our relationship is progressing well. I can live with this.' After a long kiss, she got up and said, "Get ready for college dear." She got up and brushed her teeth. Once again, she gave him the used toothbrush. Their relationship continued this way. After a discussion, they decided to move in together on the weekend. It would make things more convenient for them and save some money on rent. After checking both apartments, they decided to move to Shreeya's home. Over the week, Shreeya became more curious about her desires. She thought, 'Is it normal to wish that your man goes down on you often? And is it normal for me to want him to lick my dirty feet? Aarush doesn't say anything, but what will I do if he says that he doesn't like to lick my feet anymore?' After some inner conflict, she decided to check on the internet. She googled - Is it normal to want your feet licked by your man? She checked the articles. Immediately something caught her eye! She began reading about foot fetish. Then she found out about foot worship. She clicked a link. And a video played. A man in bondage was bowing in front of a hot lady. The lady was dressed in latex and sitting on a throne. Soon, the man began licking her feet! Shreeya was surprised. And she was very turned on! She began fingering herself. She thought, 'I want Aarush to worship my feet like this!' She saw more videos. Soon, she saw a video. Instead of feet, the man was licking the boots of the lady. The boots were very dirty. And he still licked them clean! Shreeya was even more turned on! But soon she stopped. She thought, 'I can't tell Aarush to do something like this! He might get freaked out and leave me! But this is so hot! What do I do?' She googled - How do I make my bf lick my boots? Soon she got a lot more articles. And most articles talked about Femdom! She began researching femdom. She read articles about couples who practice femdom. After researching for a few days, she understood, 'I have to slowly ease him into this. One small step at a time! And soon, I will have a boyfriend who'll fulfill my every desire!' She smiled thinking about the stuff she wanted Aarush to do. In the last few days, she watched a lot of videos! She had watched a guy get whipped while he was worshipping the boots of his goddess. She saw a guy being feminized and pegged! She saw a guy being made to live as a dog! She saw guys being kept in painful spiked chastity cages! She saw guys drinking pee and eating shit. She saw guys getting locked in basements for days. She saw most of the kinks out there! She no longer just wanted Aarush to just lick her feet! She wanted him to lick her boots. She wanted him to worship her ass. She wanted to make him act like a dog. She wanted to put him in a chastity cage! She wanted to tie him up and whip him! She wanted to dress him up in her clothes and fuck his ass! And there was a lot more she wanted to do to him! Of course, these were just her fantasies. She didn't have any desire to enslave him. At least not yet! Aarush was ignorant about his girlfriend's new desires. He noticed her getting more demanding, but he loved it. His kinks were all submissive in nature. Except for liking to tease and edge his gf, all his kinks were about getting dominated. So he loved Shreeya taking charge.

[S/B] Update with my brother

Hi everyone! I thought id post about whats happening because its been a while. Were both over 18 still lol. Not a ton has happened since i started the pills. Weve just been doing school stuff mostly. But on Sunday we went skiing together on some trails by our house and it was super nice to just be together in nature. After we got back i made hot chocolate and we cuddled and watched some tv and movies and it was just a really fun day. Today we were home alone when our mom was gone and we were able to touch each other finally again. We only did it one time since valentines day so it was really nice to finally be able to again. I wont say exactly what we did but it was good to do it and after it we cleaned up and cuddled most of the day with each other. We just talked and kissed and just stayed warm under the covers. Thats the big stuff mostly. We still cuddle most days but we havent slept with each other as much to not make our mom suspicious. The birth control should be ready in like a week so once that is all good well be able to maybe try more of that when were alone. He needs to get condoms first before that. Thats the update basically. Thank you for supporting me! I try to answer most of the stuff in the comments if it isnt weird

Cornell University Library of Gay men’s popular fiction collection, 1931-1992.

Cornell University Library of Gay men’s popular fiction collection, 1931-1992. [Gay men's popular fiction collection, 1931-1992. Collection Number:7456](https://rmc.library.cornell.edu/EAD/htmldocs/RMM07456.html#d1e137) I found this link by accident while searching on Google. I never thought about a university maintaining a collection of historical gay fiction, unfortunately, it’s only an index of the titles in storage but you should be able to locate some of the titles via a Google search by author and title. https://rmc.library.cornell.edu/EAD/htmldocs/RMM07456.html#d1e137

[B/s] I edit my sister's porn update 1

It hasn't been that long since the last/first post, but I do have some news on my sister and I. If you don't remember or didn't read the first part, I edit my sister's porn for her. With her permission, I've jerked off to her stuff so much and I fantasize about her doing anything with me. Well, today I got just a bit closer to that goal. I asked my sister if she would like me to record one of her videos for her. I said how someone behind the camera could make things feel more organic and she agreed. She said she'd let me know when she wanted me to record her. I'm really excited for when we do this! Also, I'm not sure if I need to add this but I will, I will not, in any way, force myself onto my sister at any point. If she doesn't want to do something, then we won't, as simple as that.

[F] Snowstorms & Makeshift Sybians

This week has proven to be winter's last hurrah dumping close to another three feet of snow since Monday. It's been a nightmare and taken a massive emotional toll on me, triggering my seasonal depression. During the worst days earlier in the week, it was either a holiday, or work was cancelled, which meant I had some time to play and come up with distractions. One of my favourite ways to distract myself is making makeshift sybians. Now as an actual sybian owner, I get a decent amount of use out of it, but I can't be bothered to move it around to different floors of the house, which is why makeshift sybians are fun. The first one I started with is a classic that helped pass the time while waiting for my laundry to finish. Opting for an ejaculating suction dildo, with some bad dragon cum lube for some added fun. I threw my laundry in, stripping down everything before starting the machine and then finished last-minute things while it was in the wash. Once I moved it to the dryer, though, was when the real fun began. Setting it for a mixed load, and suctioning my dildo to the top, I climbed on top and took it for a ride. It's definitely not my first time doing this, but fuck does it feel good having all nine inches inside me while I vibrate back and forth for close to an hour. I got close to four orgasms on the dryer and only stopped since I ran out of cum lube in the dildo's plunger. The first orgasm took about twenty minutes once the dryer started, but the next two were quick to follow once the first was out of the way. The entire time there was minimal spillage of the cum lube, and I was moaning like a mad woman while acting like a depraved slut. I also face timed my Hubby the entire time, which made his day a little more exciting. However once everything was done and I dismounted, I did my best to cover my pussy to reduce the spillage until I was in the shower, but it was a long run up a few flights of stairs. The immediate dismount from the toy left a puddle on the dryer, then hopping off the dryer resulted in some of the cum lube dripping down the dryer door, then there was the occasional drip on my way up the stairs. All in all, it resulted in quite a messy cleanup. Still, it was fun, but I wasn't done there. With the snow came the cold air as well as the fog. Meaning I had a potential elusive veil that I could exploit. Originally thinking, I'd just get naked in front of a window for this next makeshift toy, but another idea came to mind that instantly made me far wetter. Having shovelled the sidewalks numerous times and having a mild love for ice play, I went above and beyond taking this next makeshift toy outside to our shed. Important to note our shed is in no way insulated, so it's pretty chilly, and it was -20 celsius all week. Thankfully we have some camping chairs inside, which came in handy. Going outside in just an oversized winter jacket that goes down to my knees, my white knee-high socks, and some easy-to-slip-off shoes. I got to the shed quickly while still hidden by the snow veil. Unfolding a camping chair I stripped off my jacket and took off my boots, then got in position on the chair in front of the open shed door. Now it's unlikely someone would be able to see me, but I did get a decent adrenaline rush from doing this. The cold air instantly made my nips erect and made my glass-beaded dildo quite cold, and to finish it off, I brought a wireless wand with me that I prayed wouldn't immediately die. With everything good to go, I put my feet up on the chair, put all the increasing in size beads of the dildo inside me, then turned on my wand on full blast and put it against the base of the toy which turned my glass toy into a very effective vibrator. It felt like I was out there for a while with all the adrenaline racing through me, but it was only like fifteen minutes at most. I had had the dryer orgasms a couple of hours prior, so I was already quite sensitive. Thankfully the first orgasm didn't take very long and was enough to warm up my body. However, during the second orgasm's buildup, the wind switched directions and started blowing at me, and on the opposite side of the spectrum of hot wax, the cold snow melted on my skin and teased all my sensitive bits, providing me with an erotic definition of hot n' cold. It wasn't until the last orgasm though that made me erupt. I fought every nerve begging to cum as I raised my feet higher in the air, as my knee highs caught a lot of snow. I pulled out my glass toy, which was quite a bit warmer and sucked all my naughtiness off the toy, then held my wand against my clit. I would've been screaming my moans if it wasn't for the glass toy, but it worked as a sufficient gag. Then it happened. Unable to fight my lust, I was practically deepthroating the first bead of the glass toy as my wand buzzed my clit, making me squirt like a fountain. Any snow on the ground was mostly melted by the warmth of my gushing. Two intense bursts sprayed out of me and nearly made my eyes roll into the back of my head as it happened. Retreating into a cumdrunken little ball on the camping chair immediately after, only the wetness on the chair was freezing my body and forced me to slip my boots back on, followed by my jacket, but I didn't bother zipping it up. I rushed to lock everything back up and hurried back inside while all my naughty bits were on display so any of our neighbours passing by would've gotten a front-row seat to my full frontal show. My thighs were also soaked and got quite cold while I traversed such a short distance. Once inside, though, I was relieved, as I dropped my clothes at the door, then hurried to the shower, cranking up the hot water making it very steamy. That's when I realized how cold I was since I fingered myself a bit, and even my inner wetness was cold. Thankfully this weekend, it's finally warm again, and the snow can start melting for the third and hopefully final time. Also after the shower, I did take a spin on my actual Sybian, which only lasted for one orgasm, before I curled up and had a very relaxing nap that may have involved a very vivid sex dream with a prominent Australian celebrity.

[C/C] I need advice

How can I start a conversation with her after nearly 2 years of not speaking? I left her life 7 years ago, we talked on and off for a while, keeping tabs on each other to make sure our lives were going alright but that came to an end, not even sure why anymore, I think we both were busy or something but personally...I want to move back with my family, I've been thinking of finding a place in my old hometown to move to but I think I'll make a visit at some point...Maybe thanksgiving... I can't just show up out of the blue though, it's nearly a thousand-mile drive so it's a life-changing choice again... How will I ask to visit out after 2 years of silence from both sides? It feels wrong but their basically my only family so why am I so nervous? Maybe delving back into this was a bad idea but maybe it'll be good, I've never really been afraid of the consequences of my past until now.

AMAKA

I called you in here because I want to bath you myself. I noticed you don’t wash your body properly and you are developing serious body odor” I couldn’t believe my ears. I laughed so hard and replied, “haba aunty. Am no longer a child for you to bath me. Okay, I will properly wash my body and you…” She cuts in, “madam, get into the bathroom this minute and drop that towel” before I could reply again, she got up from the bed and half dragged me into the bathroom, “see this girl o. What are you hiding? Don’t tell me these small boys have started touching you”. After fruitlessly dragging with her, I let go and we both walked into the bathroom. She started washing me with her soap and sponge, after a while, her breathing changed and she started acting funny. Her hands lingered on my b—–s, then she began squeezing my n—–s, I got confused, I didn’t know what to do. I kept staring at her half closed eyes. Nobody has touched me that way before. I was only 16. She poured water on me and moved closer, then put her mouth on my n—-e…..

Coeds Trading Their Bodies for Grades p4 (M35/F19) (college) (professor) (office) (MF) (voyeur) (cuck)

Anthony was finishing grading the some midterms, pausing to lament a student who could receive better grades if she offered her tantalizingly large tits as a spot for his cum, when knock broke his focus. Finally, he thought as he welcomed his guest, expecting his petite Asian coed, Erin. To his disappointment a male student entered. “Hey professor. I was thinking of switching my major to Econ and I wanted to ask about the course load. Do you have a minute?” Anthony inwardly sighed. Instead of having a tight, young pussy riding his face and soaking him in its wetness, he had to actually do his job. He welcomed the student to a chair, thinking it’s not his fault. The kid didn’t know what he was delaying. Two minutes in, Anthony’s goodwill was starting to run out as the student hadn’t actually planned any questions and was very bad at coming up with any on the spot. “So… uh.. supply and demand.. is so interesting. Don’t you think?” A second knock on the door spared Anthony the need to craft a nonsarcastic answer to his question, saying “hey, I’ve got an appointment. Can we pick this up later?” Finally looking sure of himself, the student replied, “it’s ok professor. I know what this is.” While Anthony looked confused, the student sprung to his feet and opened the door for Erin. “Aha!” He yelled at Erin’s shocked face. He closed the door and continued, “I knew you were up to something with your professor and now I caught you.” Anthony started a prepared response, but Erin cut him off. “Im sorry, Joey. You know I really care about my grades, so you know im working really hard.” He scoffed, “im supposed to believe this is a study session.” Erin kissed him on the cheek and said, “no. Of course we aren’t studying. For my Econ grade, I come by and let my professor fuck me raw.” A ringing silence followed. Further grabbing control, she continued. “I let my professor stick his cock wherever he wants. And let my professor cum wherever he wants. And touch and taste my body however he wants. I wanted to feel bad about cheating on you for a grade, but.. fuck. He fucks me so much better than you do. He’s made me cum more per session than you’ve made me cum in total. And honestly, half of those orgasms, I was thinking about being stretched by me professor’s cock while your pitiful thing mildly poked me.” The silence was deafening. Anthony thought the guy might cry or run away, and he wouldn’t blame him if he did. “But I still love you Joey. Why don’t you sit and watch what he does so you can try again later?” Dumbly, he slid a chair to the corner of the room and silently sat down. Finally, Anthony found his voice. “Um.. ok. Let’s do this then..” Erin smiled, “So professor, how do you want me?” Still standing in the middle of the room, he finally accepted the situation, pointing to the ground with one hand and unzipping his pants with the other. Erin slid into place and unsheathed his cock. She glanced back at her boyfriend, called, “well, can you even blame me?” At his pathetic shrug, she opened wide and accepted her professor’s cock into her throat. Knowing the boyfriend had to watch his girlfriend’s warm, wet mouth slurp up and down another’s cock pumped adrenaline through Anthony’s veins. Joey probably treated her like the sweet innocent way she looked, not the hungry fucktoy she was, and it was time he learned. Anthony grabbed a fistful of hair and began to pump into her lips, faster and faster. He’d abruptly pull her free to slap her face with his erect cock and force her back down, which she accepted, giggling. “You see? She wants to be used. You gotta really fuck her,” Anthony instructed as Erin sucked his balls and furiously stroked his cock. He bent, guiding her to her feet with light but deliberate pressure on her neck. He then bent her at the waist, in the middle of the room, and ripped down her leggings and thong. Joey gasped with longing, seeing his slutty girlfriend in a new light. Her tight body wiggling with excitement, her porcelain ass and pretty pink pussy glistening with readiness. But Anthony delayed, and soon Erin begged and pleaded for his cock, while Anthony egged her on, until Joey called, “please Fuck her and make her cum!” Anthony laughed, “since you asked nicely, I’ll pound your girlfriend.” He thrust into her tight wet slit and grabbed her arms for balance. Soon he was impaling her on his cock, his hilt crashing into her hips. As she surrendered to the pleasure, Anthony pulled her hair so her eyes could meet her boyfriend’s and she was cumming in no time. One hand gripping her hair, he spanked her tight cheek with his free hand, the ringing meeting her elicit moans. One last thing Anthony wanted to show Joey. “I’m gonna cum in your slutty pussy,” he gasped, and she moaned back, “please!” Anthony grabbed her perky tit, squeezing as he unloaded spurt after spurt deep inside his young fucktoy, right in front of her boyfriend. He backed out and leaned against his desk as Erin turned to lick him clean, her fingers deep inside her sticky slit. Once satisfied, he told them to leave and said, “Joey, try to fuck her like that and maybe you can make her cum. In the meantime, she will remain my cumslut. But good try.”

My Adventures with Stacy Cruz: CHAPTER ONE [MF] [18+] [voyeuring] [fingering] [M24/F23]

**CHAPTER ONE** I sat nervously in the waiting room of the famous Czech Republic film studio, Vanity, with his heart racing in excitement. I chose to wear a casual denim shirt and pants, sprayed the best cologne I had, and groomed my beard well. I had always been an ardent fan of the Czech porn star Stacy Cruz and the thought of finally meeting her in person was too much to bear. I had won a contest that offered fans the chance to meet her, and I could not believe my luck. I also had a surprise awaiting from Stacy, since it’s a VIP ticket. As I waited, my mind raced with a mix of fear and excitement. I am usually a shy guy and meeting someone I looked up to so much was a daunting prospect. I was also afraid of messing up and saying the wrong thing in front of her. On the other hand, I was extremely driven by the desire to show her just how much she meant to me and to express my gratitude for the impact she had on my life through her films, at least the pleasure I gained on watching her perform on screen. I also had ambitious plans to make at least one porn movie with her, and those are just mid-day fantasies, that I indulge myself in from time to time. Without knowing whether that idea could ever come into fruition, I stopped thinking of it, just to lower my own expectations. Finally, the door to the waiting room opened, and my heart skipped a beat as Stacy Cruz stepped in. She smiled warmly at me, and I was struck by how beautiful and kind she was in person. “Paul, you are the lucky winner for today. It’s the first time I am meeting with an Indian.” I stood up and took her hand, as she extended for a warm handshake. Her soft skin caressed my fingers, and I gently wrap mine around hers. I thought I would falter on her touch, but I was man enough to withstand her charm. She was every bit as charming and engaging as I had imagined, and I felt my anxiety melt away as I talked to her. Stacy Cruz has delicate, symmetrical facial features that are accentuated by her piercing blue eyes and long lashes. Her nose is slender and refined, her cheekbones are high and defined, and her lips are full and plump. Her hair is a stunning shade of golden blond, cascading down her back in loose waves. Her beauty is not just skin-deep, however. She exudes confidence and grace, carrying herself with an air of sophistication and poise that only adds to her allure. When she smiles, her face lights up and her eyes sparkle, making her seem even more radiant and stunning. Meeting her for the first time was a dream come true for me. I was starstruck from the moment I laid eyes on her, completely mesmerized by her beauty and charm. I could not believe I was in her presence. She was wearing a long sequin gown, with her trademark plunging neckline, that highlighted her best asset; her natural 34C cups. A high thigh slit gave me the opportunity to adore her thighs, and her strapless gown gave a majestic view of her flawless skin. “We can go inside, or if you want to stare at me for some more time, we can wait.” She said with a smile, and I smiled back. “Sorry, but I am simply mesmerized. I could not help myself.” I am surprised that I can even speak in front of her. She showed the way in, and I entered. It is the location where they typically shoot porn scenes which involves an office setup. A small table with chairs on either side, and I was invited to sit facing her. “What would you like to drink? It is on the house.” Stacy asked, and I went with vodka. The studio was lit well, with the interiors resembling to that of a corporate office. The drink arrived after a while, and I took two shots to lose some more of that anxiety. We continued chatting for a while, and I was able to pull myself together throughout the whole conversation. I shared my favorite moments of hers, her first film that I saw, and what I liked about her the most. “Well, it would look like I am lying, but I like the way you smile. Your enchanting eyes and smile, makes you even more alluring. It compliments well with your…assets.” Our conversation till this point was not sexually charged. I was just describing her beauty and how I became her fan, like in a typical fan meet. But this is the first time I complimented her body explicitly. Stacy smiled in retort, “If you get to meet me another time soon, what would you do?” She asked teasingly, with her perfect jawline flaunting itself. “I would pitch you a porn film.” I said without any hesitation, thinking that it could be far-fetched idea. “Oh really? You have filmmaking skills?” “Of course. I often dream about casting you in a porn film, under my direction. It would be interesting, I guarantee.” Quickly, she did the unexpected. I did not see that coming, nor I was prepared for it. But it did happen right in front of my eyes. She slowly teased her hand down her body, pulling her gown up till her thighs, and reached for her clit. She was seated a bit far from the table, so I had a magnificent view of her. “Umm..” I stumbled for a loss of words. “What would my role be in your porn film?” She gently massaged her clit. I licked my lips, moistening them needlessly. “You would….you can..play as a lawyer.” The atmosphere was electric and Stacy basked in it as she closed her eyes and imagined what was coming next. Stacy inhaled deeply and opened her eyes back open with confidence. “Umm, then?” Stacy asked with a soft gasp, making my cock twitch within my pants. “You would be having an….affair with your client….he’s a divorce client.” Slowly but surely, Stacy began running her index finger against herself in intimate circles as if playing an instrument only she could hear. Her arms pulled her gown up even further, revealing her trimmed bush and navel, and her index finger tapping onto her clit. Oh, my fucking God! I thought to myself, witnessing Stacy pleasure herself in real life in front of me, was the best experience than any VR porn. “What next?” She wanted me to reveal more of my pitch. But I lost sense of my idea, which I dream about very often, just because I am seeing my idol fingering to my words. It turned me on so much, that my brain froze literally. “Well, after winning the case, your client….visits your office and gifts you a….vibrator.” It wasn't long before Stacy could feel herself getting worked up as well—a deep throbbing sensation radiating through her body that seemed to be intensified by every word that fell out of my mouth. I continued now, without her prompting me. “He commands you to wear it. He has the remote control for it. He turns it on, watching you moan and gasp in pleasure.” What was going on between Stacy's thighs could be its own story entirely—one filled with enthusiastic intent and delightful pleasure-seeking movements coupled together with gentle massage as she began fingering herself determinedly over her pussy. “He takes you to dinner, introduces you to his other friends, like literally showing off his prize. Then he takes you to a nightclub, dances and sways his body around you, all the while the vibrator is throbbing inside you.” Everything felt so incredible that Stacy soon found herself all but giving in to the overwhelming urge inside of her. That’s when her gown slipped to reveal her right breast. It was simply a peek of her areola first, but then her dress slipped further to give me an eyeful of her natural massive breasts. “Wow, Stacy, this is…” “Great, isn’t it? Continue your pitch.” Her fingers were relentlessly rubbing her pussy. I switched between gazing into her eyes and onto her breasts. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and I wished to make the most of it. “Can I touch you?” I asked, expecting probably she wouldn’t prefer that. “Not yet.” Stacy hastily said, as she was running out of breath. I began to resume with my pitch, “Finally, your client fucks you hard, against the window, on his bed, in the shower and finally he gives you a cream pie.” Her eyes widened and her face taking on a look of surprise and pleasure as she explores herself. Her eyes half-closed and her eyebrows arch as her breathing becomes shallow and rapid. Her lips part as her cheeks flush and a soft moan escapes them. As she approaches climax, her face is filled with a mix of pleasure, ecstasy and surprise as her whole body tense up and she is finally overwhelmed with pleasure. As she relaxes her face softens, her eyes flutter open and her lips curve into a satisfied smile. “Ummmmm, ahhhhh!” Her moans drove me wild, and when I was thinking when will I get to touch her, she pulled her fingers away from her pussy, and brought it close to my lips. Her breast still hanging out from her dress, and her nipple squeezed against the table as she leaned forward. Her fingers were drenched in her juices, and without any second thought, I leapt and took her fingers all of them into my mouth, sucking every drop of her release. Stacy finally breathed, covering her breast at last. I sucked for a while, before letting go. “You are not as shy as I thought.” Stacy remarked, while pulling her dress down. She then stood up, before I could warrant any response or a word of thanks for the show. She walked around the table, sat on my lap throwing her leg wide apart. She sat right where my manhood was, feeling that it was throbbing for her. “That was my special treat for VIP ticket winners. This one is a bonus, for being such a sport.” She kissed me on my lips, just clashing her lips on mine and pulled away after a few seconds. “If you are serious about your pitch, you can contact me tomorrow. And if you’re expecting a lap dance, sorry to disappoint you.” She said with her teasing giggle, and stood up. She sat on the table now, pulling her phone out to share her contact. I simply sat there in disbelief, wondering what just happened. Just when I thought that meeting her was the best part of my life, I got to saw her finger herself and provide me with a potential career opportunity. I took her contact and smiled. “Thanks for everything, Stacy. I did not expect this to go so well.” I licked again my fingers, which were still reminiscent of her moist. “This could be just the beginning, in a long line of adventures we could have, only if you prove your potential tomorrow.” WILL BE CONTINUED…...

Got horny thinking about my bf masturbating to other girls [F]

Found a polaroid picture of a stripper in my bf’s wallet. Confronted him about it and he admitted to going out to strip clubs and shit. That same night, I was thinking about him masturbating to other girls and holy shit, I was not expecting to get horny. I think I just discovered a new kink of mine

[M/S] My mother accidentally sent me a video of herself - Update

Shortly after my first post I got a call from my mother. I suspect she wanted to reach out, to make sure I wasn’t freaked out or anything. We had a casual conversation for a couple of minutes, never bringing up the adult site or the pictures we posted on there. I didn’t want to talk about it and I could sense that she didn’t want to either. What we're doing doesn’t feel real, I wasn’t ready to talk about it and make it real just yet. The day we do that I believe we’ll both come to the conclusion that we shouldn’t be doing this. I made a post in a community I’m a member of, in it I wrote about my experience masturbating over Skype while other women watched me. I also mentioned how high my libido has been these last couple of days, how no amount of self pleasure seems to be enough. I wrote it mostly for my mother to read. I tried to be as explicit with the details as I could manage in the hopes that it would turn her on. Later that evening I got an update on my feed, she had posted again. I felt a surge clicking on her profile and took a moment to register what I was looking at, I couldn’t believe my own mother would actually post something like this. It was a picture of her sitting on one of the stools by the kitchen with her back turned towards the camera, completely naked. Her large bubble butt was in clear view. The way she arched her back had opened her cheeks up just enough to reveal her anus. Just as a side note, while typing this out it felt really weird for some reason to call it an asshole. In my mind an asshole is something dirty, something that you do dirty things too. Hers is beautiful, bright pink between her pale cheeks. A lot of childhood memories started to flood in. I’ve spent many years sitting on those stools sharing meals with her. Now she was sitting naked on one of them, probably horny out of her mind with her bare vagina pressed against it. Out of the four stools available she chose the one at the end of the counter, the one I used to sit on. I wondered if she meant anything by it, but I’m probably reading too much into it. That picture made me cum hard. After a few minutes I was erect again and opened up the picture for a second time. I hovered my cursor over the like button for a long time before finally clicking on it, giving me such an adrenaline rush my hands started to shake. I couldn't believe she would be this naughty for lack of a better word. It felt like she was presenting herself too me, like she was daring me to run my tongue over her hole or maybe even penetrating it. I imagined myself being the first guy inside her "backdoor", the thought pushed me over the edge. I made myself something to eat, after dinner I was erect again and ready for round three. When I pulled up her profile the picture was gone. I immediately started to panic, wondering if I had pushed it too far by liking her picture. I wasn’t in the mood for another bunch of sleepless nights wondering if I fucked up so I sent her a message on the site, asking her if she had deleted the picture because of me. She quickly replied, telling me that I wasn’t the reason she'd removed it. I didn’t bother replying, I didn’t believe her. I was pretty bummed out going to bed that night. The next morning there was a message on my phone. My mother had sent me the picture she’d deleted the night before with a long winded message. In it she told me that she’s giving me this picture to prove to me that she didn’t remove it because of me. Apparently she removed it because it didn’t make her feel sexy, that she was too self conscious to keep it up. It was kind of amusing that she would think that, I’ve seen a lot of older women posting pictures of themselves, my mother was way up there. She has a really sexy body. My mind was a little clearer staring at the picture, now with the shock of seeing it for the first time completely out of my system. It’s a really, really dirty picture. That she would send it to me directly left me with a feeling of dread, the same dread I felt when I left my home country to go live somewhere else with no friends and no backup. It also left me almost painfully erect. That’s where I’m at right now.

I (33F), am dating a man (57M) that is 24 years older than me…and is also my ex’s dad [MF] - Part II

Condensed TLDR: Following a night of sex with my ex's dad, I spent the night. The following morning, I continued my antics. WARNING: Like my previous submission, THIS IS A LONGGGG POST!! For those who wish to read the background, and stages of the night, I have provided mini chapters below, so readers and “fast forward” to the part they are most interested in – as I understand that not everyone wants to read about the events prior! Happy Reading. Please let me know if you would like me to post any additional stories! There are plenty more, and this carried over throughout the night/morning. If there is some interest, I would be more than happy to publish some on here. Happy reading!! Part I is included below: [Part I: I (33F), am dating a man (57m) that is 24 years older than me...and is also my ex's dad \[MF\]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/114d5fx/i_33f_am_dating_a_man_57m_that_is_24_years_older/) ​ MINI CHAPTERS: I. AFTERCARE II. PREPARING FOR BED III. AROUSING PROMISE IV. SKIN:SKIN V. HEAD VI. CLIMAX VII. SWEET NOTHINGS (…and everthings) I. AFTERCARE: \[continued…\] I sarcastically responded “did I really just fuck my ex-boyfriend’s dad…?” Well the obvious answer, I absolutely did – and I had no reservations about it. One thing I will say, the old bull definitely fucked better than the calf in this situation. No contest. He was stilted with his firm pillows supporting his back – my head burrowed into his chest/underarm area. Strong arms cloaking me, with his left hand resting on my left breast – which I relocate my hand to hold his. Hands so large that they enveloped mine. We both lay there in silence, just breathing (…and thinking). The entire time I am wondering if he enjoyed sharing each other as much as I did, or was he viewing me as a mistake? I have a history of being told this, so naturally I am self-conscious of his thoughts. One negative I would say about myself is that I definitely reflect in extremes (black-white thinking), which I am working on…or at least I think so. Looking down, my heartbeat moving my left tit – attempting to slow down after intense lovemaking. After a few moments, I hear his voice: Him: “You got anywhere to be tonight?” Me: “Nowhere, Zo – my mom and dad are watching him for the night. I don’t need to pick him up until tomorrow afternoon…” (for reference, his name is Alonzo, and he likes me calling him Zo). Him: joking tone “Good, because after that, I’m not letting you go anywhere…” Again overthinking, my mind immediately goes into overdrive “is he joking that he doesn’t want me to stay?”, “is he serious about having me over for the night?” For the record, I was totally set on spending the night. There was no question. I maneuver my right hand underneath his back and grasp the right side of his neck while pulling my face right into the left side of his neck, and start kissing under his jawline – very, very slowly. With each kiss, as my lips separate from his neck I hear climbing breaths. Finally, I stop and whisper to him flirtatiously “do I hear someone hinting that they want me to stay over…?” to which he replied leisurely, yet firmly “you’re staying over…” I giggled blissfully, showcasing my absolute limerence for this man. Releasing my grip, and easing my anxiety – I was in complete comfort. I began tracing his chest with my fingers, motioning lightly around his nipples. Pressing him further (in jest), I respond “funny, I remember your son telling me that I couldn’t spend the night when we were dating, now look at you hypocrite…” Looking up, I was smiling like I told the next best comedy bit, and he was smiling in a jokingly sarcastic face. Following dueling smirks, we both burrowed into each other again. It was the little things like this that made this evening so special. We were on so many levels together, and connecting flawlessly. It was almost too easy. II. PREPARING FOR BED: At this point, the time was around midnight. Admittedly, I usually fall asleep around 10:30pm, and wake up around 5:30am-6:00am to run on the treadmill. The room was dimly lit, and we were snuggled underneath the warmest (yet comfortable) blanket. I look up admirably, and timidly ask “Zo, baby (took a chance with the pet names early), I had a wonderful night tonight – loved everything about it. But, I am exhausted – mind if we call this an evening and rest…?” I move my hands stealthily under his covers, and grab the base of his now flaccid cock, and begin to caress its vast length. As I toy with him I declare, “…I will make it up to you…I promise…” – an approving nod by him acknowledged the agreement. Again, thanking him, I sit up and look at him – my entire torso exposed. As one last parting affirmation, I tell him “Hey, look, I just want you to know that I am really glad that we did this today.” I migrate closer to him, my right breast pressed against him – stare into his rousing brown eyes and lead my lips into his. I place my left hand on his right cheek and begin to French kiss him. Slowly, and sensually. With any more length of time or any more passion, it would lead to another session immediately. Following a deescalating reprieve, I bite my lip and purr “…goodnight, Zo…” to which he reciprocated “goodnight, baby girl…” and got up from the bed to turn off the remaining lights in his home. In an adorned watch, I regarded everything he did. He turned to the side of the bed, and sat for a moment, I turned on my right side and placed my left hand on his back – lightly massaging him. As he stood, my hands drifted further down, meeting his ass cheeks which bounded my hands off of him. Walking towards the doorway, he exited left to turn off the living room lights, then returned – flicking the switch to the bedroom. All that was illuminating now was the nightstand drawer light, that was the most relaxing tone of amber. Like he did earlier with, I watched him walk toward me. The soft lighting highlighting his rich, umber-toned body. Casting perfect bodily shadows. His immense dick swayed back and forth, side to side casting a shadow on both thighs as it moved. All I could think was “I can’t believe that impressive cock was completely in me…” He walked with such confidence. I had seen him self-assured before – but he seemed to walk like he was two inches taller. The conviction of his gait, and his broad shoulders swaying a little extra drew me in even further. As he got under the covers again - I smiled at him, to which he responded, “what… (no answer from me)…what?” to which I simply responded “…I like it…” Here we go, I was turned on again – but I needed to sleep. Luckily he leaned in, and kissed me – and wished a final goodnight. Repositioning to our left sides (thank goodness we are both side sleepers), he placed his right arm underneath mine, draping over my right breast - meeting my left shoulder. His left arm nestled between the bed and myself – on my abdomen (which he would lightly stroke and caress). He is so much larger than me (almost a foot taller), which made me feel completely encompassed and sheltered. After we were comfortable, he pinned the front of his hips on my ass. Feeling the length of his warm, substantial penis trace the bottom of my ass cheeks, meeting the back of my thighs was certainly welcomed. I guarantee he felt residual wetness and heat radiating from my desiring pussy. We both without issue, found asleep swiftly and soundly. It’s only been one night, but I think I could get used to this… III. AROUSING PROMISE: Even in an unfamiliar environment, my internal clock appears to be an atomic one. Never missed a beat, and always awake at the same time. I look over at the digital clock on the nearby nightstand, and the green digits read 6:15am. Thank goodness it was Saturday and a rest day – no treadmill or workout this morning… Zo is remains asleep and quiet, and I am slowly stirring to get some energy flowing. I lay there, holding his hand and just listening to his breath. We remain in a similar position that we fell asleep in, with our bodies externally complimenting each other – still completely nude, my exposed shoulders noticeably chiller than the rest of my body being heated by a 6’3” well-built man. I move my hips and ass forward off his groin, and feel his soft penis creep off my left ass cheek onto the bed. The area under the head dividing the tip and the shaft sometimes clinging to my soft skin due to increased moisture. Closing my eyes, I reach behind me with my right hand towards his pubic area. I am met by his well-groomed bush, running my fingers and palm through his pubic hair, steadily descending over his lasting shaft to grab his cock. Reaching the summit with all five fingers surrounding his unstimulated head, I begin to stroke the tip with fluctuating firmness and tempo. Although I say firmness, my grasp is still as light as a feather. The blankets begin to reorganize as he stirs and rouses. He transfers to his back with his cock still in my hand. Feeling the resistance from my grip (although light), he looks down inquiring half-awake, “what are we doing here…?” I wait for a few seconds before responding to him, as I pull myself onto him, my chest rests on his. Lifting my head confidently as he looks down at me from his pillow-buttressed head, I directly (yet seductively) respond “keeping a promise…” reaffirming my guarantee from the night before. I begin to slowly slither and wind down his body. I feel his body rub against mine – his chest hair brushing my nipples - and his cock crawl against my already enlarged clit, stomach, and between my full tits before reaching near wanting mouth. On the bed, I relocate to his right (my left) and prop myself up on my knees, and the rest of my bodyweight resting on my elbows/forearms. In a final adjustment before implementing my commitment, I grab a handful of my hair and relocate it all to rest over my left shoulder. I want him to be able to see my face, and the physical manifestation of how inspirited and blessed I feel to be able to please him unselfishly. His balls appeared be only millimeters from the sheets, hanging low – but I could tell they were teeming with concupiscence. His cock is long, thick, and a uniform dark brown complexion that lightened just slightly around the head. I observe his cock hanging low, with a tendency to rest straight down - but due to his curve, eventually falling right. In order to make an impression, the aim was to make this undertaking as long and as pleasurable for him as he (and I) could muster. I aspired to make him feel something that he has not felt in a long, long time… IV. SKIN:SKIN: I begin lightly kneading the loose skin on his scrotum with my right hand, and holding onto the base of his shaft with my left, propping his dangling cock away to the side. Although his cock was away from his sack, it still draped and folded over my grasping, slender fingers. I see his head lean back and enjoy the light rubbing on his brimming and now enlivened scrotum. It started to shift and change, as if it had a mind of its own. As he leans back I give him small bouts of reassurance. How I appreciate the shape, texture, and size of his balls, and how much I needed to feel how they felt in my mouth. Through the light friction on his dark, hanging sack – I saw noticed his skin tightening, but not too much. Quickly dipping and turning my head low, I positioned his right ball in my mouth. Due to the proportion of his balls, I could only fit one in at a time. Able to wrap my lips completely around the far end of his sphere, I lightly tugged (not too hard) and moaned onto it. All the while, my small pale hand continuing to secure his slack, yet abundant cock above my head. I continue to the other side of his scrotum, as it would be cruel and unfair to abandon another. I now defer cock-holding duties to my right hand, and hold his sack closer to my mouth and face with my left hand. Lightly stroking the back of his scrotum with my fingertips, I then wrapped my mouth and lips around his left. I now have my head tilted right near sideways, my face near his taint due to the physical logistics. I test the waters, and advance my fingers towards his taint to see if he appreciates this type of play. I move my fingers further past his scrotum, as if they were walking towards a mission. Giving him a light brush, I can see he positively responds – his cock flexes in my hand, his scrotum shifts in my mouth. I know what to do now… I lower my head lower, and drape his cumbersome cock and balls on my left cheek and neck, settling in between his sack and asshole. He does have a cradle of hair on his perineum, but nothing that I am not able to part and press apart. After gaining some clearance, I begin to slowing tongue his taint. Again, I hear a rustling of the sheets, and a light approving moan from above. The angle that I am performing in is not the best, so I elect to guide myself in between his legs. I sit up and move one knee after another in between his sprawled legs, and remove the hair tie from my wrist, and create a tight pony tail. As I temporarily adjust me hair, with my arms above my head I slowly sway back and forth from my hips – flaunting my breasts in front of him. My lips pursed, with a seductive glare. My hair is now about mid-shoulder and out of the way – no distractions. After my restyling, I then descend (leading with my mouth) towards his lap. Reaching out, I hoist his cock and balls above my head momentarily, I drop below his scrotum, assuring my position – and then letting loose his package to rest on my left cheek/face. No longer parting his hair as I was before, I use my right hand to give him a complimentary handjob. I lick in a soft, yet demanding rhythm, every so often looking up at him with my non-covered light green eye. 70% of the time I looked up, his face was facing the ceiling with his eyes closed and mouth agape. It was evident that he was not used to this type, or level of attention to pleasure. We continued for approximately a couple minutes, where his conduct shifted. Nothing negative, but a definite shift. Throughout our night (and now morning) together, he remained relatively reserved and sometimes restrained in his actions. I don’t know if this was due to the fact that he was distinguishing a new lover, or being considerate. The first sign of this is when he forcefully grabbed my ponytail and lifted my head upwards and above his pelvis. I did not consider this selfish, it rather turned me on. It was apparent that he was getting comfortable with me, and beginning to express his wants – and knew I could satisfy them… V. HEAD: Still laying on his back (yet completely in charge), I get the hint that he wanted that big cock sucked. I was more than ready, as this was my ultimate vision when I made this promise the night before. Remaining in the same area as I was when I was working his taint, I simply shift in a face down, ass down stance while still looking up at him with my head tilted sideways. I grab his cock, my slight fingers not able to wrap completely around his penis. Shifting his rod towards his stomach, I begin sucking on his balls again to hopefully get him harder. I take a quick break in order to reestablish my hair again and he begins shaking his flaccid dick, as if tempting me to keep sucking. He didn’t need to tempt me to do that… Still soft, I put as much as his flaccid cock as in my mouth as I could, and simply let it rest in the compact, and wet refuge of my mouth – with an added sensation of my tight, sealing lips. I move my head up and down, and pivot as I get closer to the base of his dick. Through time, I slowly feel his cock growing in my mouth – demanding more and more space… As he grows, and is properly lubed with ample spit from the back of my tight throat – I start to jerk him at a moderate pace. Enough of a pace where my tits sway with the motion of my hands and wrists. I hear a “ohhh, ohhh…” as I continued to stroke him. Deciding to combine methods, as I jerk him off – I also begin sucking and licking his teeming sack. Staring elegantly, and with pronounced blinking. At this point he is about halfway-hard. His cock is maintaining a stronger shape, but still has some softness that errs to being somewhat slack. I prop up his cock with both hands, my left on bottom – right on top with the tip of my long fingers slowly caressing his mid-shaft. I move my head to my right (his left), and the weight of his soft cock lead itself down and to the left – I was able to stop his cock from falling to the sheets – kissing and licking it on its way to being propped up. Our faces are now completely facing each other. Only holding his penis with one hand, I then start to wrap my soft pink lips around his pronounced head. As soon as I am established, I remove my hand and begin sucking and supporting his cock with my mouth and a strong suction. Every so often introducing my hand again in order to brace his dick, and make pronounced sucking and sensuous kissing noises. Moaning assuredly, out of my further stretched jaw. Now transitioning to sucking and stroking with my right hand. His breaths more pronounced and deliberate. Between sucks I will let out endearing statements/questions such as “…you like your promise…? \[kisses cock\]”, “…bet you never thought I was like this…\[strongly sucks tip\], and “look at this big…\[kisses cock\]…big…\[kisses cock\]…dick \[sucks tip\]…” After enough time, he is fully erect – which causes some complications with me. Full disclosure, I have a narrow throat – so my deep throat game is not as good as I am sure others are. Due to this, I have to put a lot of effort into precision, and technique. Since he is so thick and long, I am able to get maybe a little over 1/3 of the way down his cock. Like before, I saw maybe ½ of his cock with moisture on it, due to me extending my lips as far down his shaft as I could and spit working its way down. With a stark upward curve, the positions I were in simply were not accommodating to a deep throat – that can be for another day… Sitting up, I temporarily abandon my post (pardon the pun) to get in a more comfortable sucking stance – as he now has a complete erection. He holds his cock at the base, and slides to the edge of the bed, keeping his dick placed upright – where I then take control back after establishing myself on my knees. I throat as far as I can, and drip spit slowly from my lips onto the full head of his cock and start to stroke downward. Now with a full erection, both of my hands are able to work his entire shaft with no difficulty. I probably had enough room for another hand – to be honest. With the extra size, I have no problem sucking his length while stroking with no issue. There are moments where I shift to only using one hand, and rotating my grip so the top of my right hand was facing him, and twisting as I swiftly move my hand up and down his huge cock. Other times I would my mouth off and simply adore his cock, showering him with simple compliments. VI. CLIMAX: This scene goes on for about 10-15 minutes, where I start to close with some calculated slow neck. A strong grip at the base with a rotating stroke, and a mouth and head motion with a defined and mixed rhythm head bob. I start to see signs that he is close. Repositioning, further thrusting, shallow breaths, a retreating scrotum – it was almost time… I take my mouth off his cock again and start to breathe through my teeth while smiling. There was more than enough spit on his cock, so I decided to finish him off through stroking his essence out of him. I grasp one last time, strong grip with my left hand on the base – and a warm embrace around his tip – slowly rotating indiscriminately around the head. I encourage him “come on baby…come for me…” and “I want your cum all over me…” His body slowly giving into my verbal requests, I hear him muster “I’m going to cum…” to which I place his cock strategically towards my mouth – but far enough to only reach a little bit of his load on my face - judging by his last cumshot that nestled on my stomach the night before. “Uhhh, uhhhhh, uhhhhhh!” I hear him roar from the bed. Cum flies straight at me in multiple bursts. The first load landing on the area between my lips and my nose, the second on my chin, and the rest tapering down further and further down my body – most resting on my chest and covering my breasts. I moan in approval as more and more ropes reach my skin. Looking at him, I lick the semen above my lips and below my chin and swallow. Then observing the blitz of cum on my chest and tits, and pale pink nipples, I press them together with my arms and smile at him. After letting loose the press, I raise my right finger, gather his cum on my fingertips and take him in – load by load. Not wasting a drop of his essence that I craved. As an extra measure, I grabbed his cock again, squeezed upward to ensure all the cum was out of his him – slurped the remaining spirit that gathered at his pinnacle – and gave it once last kiss with a lively giggle. VII. SWEET NOTHINGS (…and everythings): After this, I could tell that he was physically spent. We spent more and more time cuddling, and must have conversed for a couple hours after he orgasmed all over me. Some remnants of his orgasm still remained on my tits, and dried because I never made it to the bathroom – despite me attempting to ingest all of him. I immediately wanted to seek refuge with him. He confided in me, and told me many things that he enjoyed about the evening. Both socially, but a majority of the conversation led to the sexual encounters we had over the last evening/that morning. He confessed that despite being the initial night of encounters with me, I was many of his firsts. First stating that he had never been in an interracial sexual encounter. He did not place much emphasis on this, but stated that this was different than he was used to, due to his wife being one of only two partners that he had prior. I was his third partner, he was my…well, he was one of my (many) partners, hahaha. He also indicated that never had he had a partner that was so willing to please him sexually without any prompt – he called it “sexual freedom.” Never had his taint worked, never had blowjob that was as enthusiastic and complimentary, and never had a woman request to have him cum on them – and still utilize his cum. He confessed that his wife – whether blowjob or handjob – would always have him cum into a rag or tissue and throw it away, and that made him feel that the sexual engagement was disposable. With me, he felt everything about the session was craved, respected, and desired. I admit, I was putting in extra effort, but I didn’t know that I was performing extraordinary – to the point where it was perspective-changing. Since this event, we have been dating for near six months, and I am expecting my second child (first with him). I was so nervous when I found out we were pregnant, but despite his age – he indicated that he was more than excited to be a parent again, and we are looking forward to continuing our adventure. We have been together for six months, and we are as happy as ever (I am at least…). I think that is what makes this relationship so special to, we are able to complement each other everyday – and most of the time we don’t even know we are doing so… This was my (continued) GoneWild story...

[B/s] My sister and I still have sex intermittently, usually when we go trips and vacations

It’s been a couple of months since my last post and I know I’ve MIA. A lot has happened and been going on, I just didn’t have the energy to post. Like I said before and I don’t know why, Reddit doesn’t let me type a big post so if I seemed rush and whatnot, the same reason implies (subbots have not replied) So if you remember my background story (and if you don’t just check my profile and see my posts to catch up) I’ve (27) had sex with my mom (58) and sister (24)on superset occasions. My mom is ok with the idea of having had sex with the both of them, but I know my sister is completely different so to this day, my sister still doesn’t know I’ve had sex with my mom, so my mom and I pretend nothing had ever happened between us. My mom has been bouncing back & forth with her relationship with her boyfriend of 10+years, while my sister and I have moved in together with a few other siblings. We all have jobs and one goes to college. My sister actually got pregnant by some guy but he wants nothing to do with her because it was just a one night stand so that really messed my sister up into having sex with me a for a while. It took a couple of weeks for her come to her senses and not have the child. After her decision, that’s when me and sister decided to have a separate home from my mom because at the same time, my mom and her boyfriend were fixing their problem while my sister had her own going on and I just felt like I needed to help her in a way (no sex) Anyway, after a few months my sister one night snuck into my room during midnight and signaled the obvious that she wanted to cuddle in with me. It was hugely risky because everyone was home but she insisted we’d be very quiet and yeah that’s when we finally had sex again. So basically we haven’t had sex until more recently, there was a huge drought of it and that’s why I’m kinda here posting. A little after posting my last one, we were at a road trip to the east coast, and that was fun because there was lots of blowjobs but no sex. I’ll post more accurately tomorrow because I know I’m limited now to posting properly.

[F/D] I accidentally sent my dad a video of me having sex

First off I will NEVER share it so don't even ask. I'm 26 and I live on my own. For the last year or so I've been single but I was in a 2.5 year relationship previously. This is an incest subreddit so I'll just be blunt about it. Incest is my main kink/fetish. I used to feel like it was odd but now I've just accepted it. It gets me off better than anything else. I can enjoy masturbation/sex without thinking about incest but it just feels like a wasted orgasm. I achieve great mind blowing orgasms when I'm leaning into my kink. I used to feel gross but now I've just accepted it about myself. Having a boyfriend for over 2 years that is into the same thing helps. The times I do hookup I let them know about my kink early on. I just tell them I am into the fantasy and it's pretty common these days so people don't think it's weird. My parents aren't together. My mom lives a couple of hours away but my dad is local so he is the parent I see the most. I've kind of always wanted to fuck my dad. I just realized I enjoyed it when I thought about him and it freaked me out for a while. But I've just accepted that I want to fuck my dad. I'd never flirt with him or attempt it but if he asked I would be very dtf. I don't need to fuck him like I'm okay with it being a fantasy but yeah, I find him attractive. Never wanted to risk the relationship and if we ever actually did it I would just want sex. Nothing romantic. I'd love to be in his arms and kiss him but I don't want to be his romantic partner. I am bisexual and I would enjoy sleeping with my mom too. I've thought about sleeping with my younger brother(23m). I know he's been in relationships and had sex but I've thought about being the one to take his virginity or being the first pussy he feels. I've never felt a big enough urge to try it and I am completely okay with it all being a fantasy. I pretend my sexual partners are my relatives and it's okay. I have gotten intimate with my older sister(29f) on a few occasions but nothing too serious. My boyfriend at the time said that on the offchance that I ever get to sleep with a family member I can do it. He knew I had a chemistry with my sister so he gave the okay. Two years ago I was at her apartment and we kissed on the couch a little bit. I was enjoying it so much but I didn't want to seem like I had been waiting for this to happen. We kissed and she felt my boobs and stuff. We had our hands down each others pants and were feeling but that is all we've done. We don't do it often. Sometimes when we're alone we make out and feel each other up a bit. I want more but I don't want to ruin it. I don't want to try to eat her pussy and then I can never kiss my sister again. We've gotten more and more intimate slowly. Usually months of time pass in between our "sessions" but last time she got naked with me and I kissed her stomach and hips and she tasted her fingers after they were inside me. But that's not what the main point of this post is. So my main desire is to fuck my dad. That is what started it all. So with my ex we would record ourselves having sex and we would get pretty intense. He'd fuck me and I'd say all the things I want. Like "I want to suck my dad's cock and I want him to cum in my mouth" or "I want my dad to fuck my pussy and cum inside of me." Sometimes I'd get pretty intense like "he created me so he can have me." These videos like it is 100 percent me. Like you see my whole naked body and holes. My ex would go to my face while I say these things. I have these videos on my hard drive and recently I went to this work thing my dad had. I don't want to specifically tell his job but it was a party/gathering for his job and I went with him and took pictures and videos. He asked me to see them so I created a file in my drive, put all the footage there, and made it shareable so he could see it. When I was copy and pasting files to the drive I accidentally added a wrong video. I'm pretty lucky that this one wasn't one of the more verbal ones. I was saying dirty things but for the most part it was just sex and moaning. But I did say things that clearly imply that I want my real biological dad to fuck me. It didn't come off in the girl just saying "daddy" way. The video is roughly five minutes but you see every part of me. Close ups. He eats my ass and fingers me from the back. Just everything. I DO want to fuck my dad but the like actual human daughter in me feels so embarrassed that my dad has seen my asshole lol. I didn't realize I added that to the folder and he told me pretty soon after. He said "did you mean to add this one?" and first I just thought I added like something random. But when I saw what it was I was fucking embarrassed as hell. I would love for my dad to fuck me and see me as a sexual being but on my terms. This was just so embarrassing. I told him sorry and that it was with my ex(he knew him.) It was awkward and he said it was okay. I removed it from the drive. Things have not been the same since. Every time I see him I just think about the fact that he's seen my pussy and naked body. He's seen me swallow cum and take dick. It was really awkward and in situations where we were together I would avoid him. He sat me down and said that we need to be normal again. I told him that I am ashamed. He said that he doesn't see me any different. He told me that everyone likes different things and it was awkward to hear. Like I didn't even find it hot at that time that he saw my body I just felt awkward. The talk helped and we started getting back to normal but once that happened it kind of just added up in my head. Like I realized that he saw me. I'm not sure how much of the video he saw so I just started wondering. But then I realized that he must have at least watched a couple minutes of the video because I didn't talk about the "dad" stuff until then. And he knew it was me because my face is at the start and I'm naked. So I just thought about my dad sitting there watching the full video of me getting fucked and it turned me on. Recently I asked him. I just said that I didn't start talking until a couple minutes into the video but you knew I said it. He looked embarrassed and said that he skipped ahead to make sure it was me. Which is a lie because it's literally full me right away. I didn't press him about it. I just said "okay" and moved on. But things have been kind of hot between us. I see him looking at me. I was at his house with my brother and sister we kept glancing at each other. Really that is all that has happened. I'm sorry if you were expecting sex but it's been a few months and it hasn't happened and neither of us are really trying. There is just tension and feelings. It's hard to describe in the post but when we are together there is energy. I don't live with him and I feel like if we did live together something would have happened. I don't know where I want this to go. I have wanted to sleep with him for a while but now that I know it could happen. It kind of scares me. What if I don't actually like it and my main kink is dead. I enjoy messing around with my sister but what if I just feel gross after sleeping with my dad? I'm enjoying the tension and the glances but I'm not sure where I'll take this. We haven't really had time alone but I am going to go with him to an event at his job and stay the night at his house and I'm just kind of shaking thinking about it. I don't know what we'll do and it turns me on and scares me. Messing around with my sister is one thing but what if I do something with my dad and I don't like it. What if I feel dirty and I just want my dad back or something. Recently we were in a car together and he has his hand on my thigh and I rubbed his hand with my hand and he had an erection he wasn't trying to hide. I thought about just having him pull over so I could suck it right then and that was just a short drive

[F] I got offered money to make some degrading viideos.. and it tempts me

I posted a photo here .. and someone messaged me . Asking me for some sexual videos . Some normal some very degrading .. and even tho I stopped selling myself… but the idea tempted me so much.. but I feel like it will just get me into the same old rabbit hole … specially the requests and the men that ask for these things are more interested in the degrading side of things So since then I still have it in mind .. idk why . But the idea is still in my mind. I have never been offered money for videos of me masturbating… because I… like I even filmed what he asked for To look at it That’s how much I thought of it… But i Am hesitant cause it’s so degrading

Is there such a thing as a perfect sexual match? (part 1)

**TL;DR Had some of the greatest sex with this guy I just met and now I think I’m obsessed. Or “OP has good sex for the first time and is confused” Or “OP fucks around and finds out”** Posting this in 2 parts because Reddit isn’t liking the length. Met this guy (28M) through Hinge this past week. He’s a sports coach and in town for a tournament when we matched. Flirty convo leads to sending an address and I’m (26F) heading to his hotel within a couple of hours of not knowing he ever existed. I’m not normally like this. I used to be wild in college, but I prefer to take my time with potential partners nowadays (ya girl wants *substance*) and wait for a vibe before meeting up. But he was cute and I was feeling spontaneous, whatever. I bring some wine over, we chat for about two hours, and then around 9:30, having only finished half the bottle between us, we decide to have sex. Now, listen Reddit, when I tell you this was the best sex I’ve ever had in my life - hands down, no competition, toe curling, uninterrupted pleasure-fest - I’m not exaggerating. I’ve had my fill of good and bad sex, and this was… just wow. I’m not talking about cum too quickly or being jack-rammed for 6 minutes before he - satisfied in solidarity - utters “did’ja cum?” This guy and I went at it, no pauses, for three fucking hours. I’m practically delirious now even thinking about it. **I also have no one I can talk about this to in such gritty detail so you know I’m about to do some serious describing, so if you want to get to the point, skip like three paragraphs.** He started by asking me what are my preferences and limits - a short little conversation because there are very few things I dislike - then we started once I told him I was in a controlling mood. I push him onto the bed and start peeling off my clothes down to *me undergarments* before climbing on to him, straddling his waist, and holding his wrists above his head. I think this is gonna be a pretty standard one night stand, so my priority is getting myself off - sue me. I start pretty routine, kissing up and down his neck and face while grinding on him, swiveling my hips, you know stupid, hot girl shit lol. He’s fighting my grip during this and trying to touch me or lift his head up to suck on my tits, and suddenly I’m feeling playful, so I prevent this entirely by moving farther down his body and slipping my fingers in and out of his boxers, breathing on his dick while I’m licking up and down the shaft through the fabric, fiddling with his balls, and rubbing my fingers up and down his gooch. He finally speaks up and he’s like, “You know, what you do, you’re going to receive” and I ask what he means, continuing to tease. He, being much stronger than I, suddenly lifts himself, grabs me by the ass, and flips me on to my back. This is where it’s absolutely over for me. He’s pinned me to the bed, kissing up and down my thighs, hands firmly on my breasts, twiddling with my nipples just the way I like and, coming through on his word, was teasing me unfathomably. Just edging me to no belief and I’m just a giggling mess trying to prevent the impulse to grab his hair and shove his face into my pussy. Once he finally decides my torture is over, he’s fully going down on me and I let out this exasperated sound of relief I swear I’ve only heard in porn. He looks up at me and says, “I’ll be hearing that sound in my dreams for the rest of my life” and proceeds to stare directly into my eyes for the entirety of eating me out. Right before I finish, he gets up and settles into missionary, pushing my legs up and just will not break eye contact. He’s got a slow rhythm, real sensual, just getting deeper and deeper, getting faster than slowing down. Flips me on my back and then puts it inside me, pulling me up so my back is against his chest and he’s wrapped one hand around my neck forcing me look at him while he’s kissing my neck and using the other hand to hold my breast/chest to control my rhythm while I’m bouncing on his dick. He’ll slow me down and then thrust himself as deep as possible and I swear my eyes are practically rolling into the back of my head. Part 2 already uploaded. Don’t know how to link it here, sorry x

The voyuers next door [M41/F39 M29/F28] [voyeurism]

I'm a first-time poster here, and your feedback is appreciated! \------ The Kellys had finally moved out. I had always wondered if they would. Their kids, grown, the beautiful backyard pool not getting any use anymore. They would occasionally invite our own kids over to swim, but that was rare, and honestly not much fun for anyone. But the new neighbors… Here's hoping they prove to be a little more fun. There's always that hope: Will we finally make some good neighbor friends, the kind we want to invite over for grilled burgers and drinks on a pleasant summer evening? Justin and, funny enough, Kelly. They were young, no kids (yet! They did just buy a two story 3 bedroom house in the suburbs). It was refreshing to have some younger people moving into the neighborhood as some of the original homeowners began to downsize. We had been one of those younger couples, when my husband and I bought this house eight years ago. We were probably the hot new couple then, the ones that the middle-aged dads and horny housewives secretly wished would befriend them. My husband, the one the other wives admired out their window as he shoveled the latest 8-inch snowfall. I was the one the husbands took an extra glance at as I pushed the stroller in my tank top and jean shorts, or washed the car (sorry fellas, I should have gone full wet t-shirt, I suppose). But, no, especially with the new couple's arrival, my husband and I joked that we were a distant second place in the hotness contest. Second place or not, we did have the best luck. Because, while the two hotties next door may have owned the only house on the block with a pool, we owned the only house whose bedroom had a view of it. And that brings us to the last week of June, several months after Justin and Kelly moved in. My husband and I were relaxing, laying in bed, chit chatting about our upcoming vacation. We loved the outdoors, could not wait for camping and sleeping under the stars. Speaking of, I said, it's amazing outside tonight, let's sleep with our windows open. My husband didn’t even groan about being the one to get up from our comfy bed to open the windows. I do love that guy. "Uhhmm." He hesitated at the window after opening the shades, looking across our lawn in the direction of the pool. "What’s up, babe?" "You may want to see this." And indeed I did. There was Justin, sitting on the side of the pool, naked. Hard to tell if Kelly was too, as she rested her hands on the pool's edge, next to him, looking up and talking, smiling, laughing. Justin slid down into the water as they continued talking, which after a few minutes turned into some silliness, as they playfully splashed each other, the faint sound of Kelly's giggles entering our open window. We could hear their voices but not what they were saying, which was great. We weren't eavesdroppers. And we weren't voyeurs, were we? "We shouldn't be watching this," I told my husband, fully intending to close our shades and lay back in bed. Just then, I saw that beautiful man, our new neighbor who we had only met a handful of times, lean down and kiss his wife. It lingered. His hands wrapped around her, running through her hair, over her shoulders and disappearing into the water down her back. Kelly pulled away slightly, giggled, playfully splashed. Prompted, I assume, by whatever he had done beneath the water. She moved back in, and they continued making out for what seemed like an eternity. I was getting turned on, completely lost in this moment. I saw a hand pass in front of my eyes, heard a snap. "You literally just said we shouldn't be watching this." "Well, yeah, but…" I trailed off, mesmerized by the action below. "But this is super fucking hot?" "Yes, don't you think?" My husband agreed, and we continued to watch, sharing conflicted glances from time to time but always returning to the show below. The kissing continued, and Kelly had wrapped her arms around Justin. It was a bit too hard to tell what was happening below the water, but I have a pretty good imagination, and I absentmindedly moved my hand to my pants. Needless to say, the old neighbors, as far as we knew, never put on a show quite like this. We wouldn't have watched, wouldn't have wanted to. But when Justin pulled Kelly towards the edge of the pool, pinned her against the side, without even thinking, I said aloud, "oh yeah." My husband tore his eyes away, looked over at me, smiled, and his eyes followed my arm down to where my fingers still slowly rubbed the outside of the front of my pajama pants. He smiled even bigger. "Let me know if you need any help." "Mm, always." He moved slightly further back on our bed, grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back into him, both of us still facing the window. He rubbed my shoulders, played with my hair, ran his hands up and down my body. Then … and I don't know the words for this … somehow he gingerly but roughly stood me up in front of him and pulled down my pants, panties and all. I stepped out of them and tried to pull off one of those giggles like Kelly had. He seemed to like it, so I went with it one more time as I sat back on the edge of the bed. Now his hands moved from my still-covered chest down to my legs, his nails lightly scratching my thighs as he made his way up. Gently then, he took my fingers in his own, and we both ran our fingertips along my wet pussy lips. I intently watched the couple in the pool, as Justin thrust into his wife, obscured under the water, but it was obvious. Kelly occasionally stopped kissing her husband and threw her head back in ecstasy, her moans and his grunts occasionally carried by the breeze to their top floor window. "I can't see from back here, what's happening?" My husband continued to rub my swollen clit. "He was fucking her … against the side of the pool, but … I can't tell if he came … they stopped." I was having a hard time communicating, obviously. "Ah, we'll, that's too bad. Guess I should stop too." "Don't!" I implored. "Feels so good" And maybe they weren't done either. " Justin just pulled ….  himself out of the pool… oh … he's rock hard." "He's sitting on the edge … Kelly is in front of him. Damn, I wish I could see more." Her head began to move up and down …. "She's sucking him off" I tell my husband. "What a good girl." he says. "Oh you'd like that hottie doing that to you, wouldn't you?" "Fuck yeah, just like you wouldn't mind Justin doing this to you right now, right?" The thought of it, mmm, if he was as good with his hands as he was at, well, she didn't know him too well yet, but he did have one hell of a disarming smile. I closed my eyes, imagining a role reversal, Justin and Kelly watching her husband rubbing her pussy, Justin eager to please his new neighbor, looking at Kelly, getting a slight nod of approval, and quickly moving in close, moving her husband's hand away, rubbing his dick against her pussy, slowly sliding in until he was deep inside her, pressing his body to hers. I came, quick and hard, feeling my pussy tighten against … not Justin's cock, but the two fingers my husband had been fucking me with, as my fantasy faded to (this also amazing) reality. I was no longer interested in the show outside, falling deeper into my husband's arms. I slowly caught my breath, sighing deeply in appreciation of his skills. "Pretty good show out there tonight. Seems like you enjoyed it." "It was a close second place to your handiwork, mister. Here's hoping for more of both in my future." "Do you think they know we can see?" "I mean, it wouldn't take much, they probably just need to look up. They could definitely see into our room if our lights were on." Later, as I drifted off to sleep, I idly wondered if we should return the favor.

[F/d] [B/S] I was turned on hearing my daughter fuck her brother Update 4

Still buzzing a little as I type this so it'll be short. One night last week me and my wife were in bed after having some drinks and talking about my older kids(Chloe, Bobby, and Chuck)and I mentioned how sexy Chloe looked that day. Wife agreed and started stroking me. She encouraged me to talk about what I wanted to do to her and she sucked my cock while I talked about wanting to fuck my daughter. After I came I fingered her and told her what a naughty slut she was for getting turned on by that and went down on her. She talked a little about wanting to fuck Chloe and Chuck but mostly laid back and enjoyed my tongue. Next morning we fooled around again and I brought it back to Chloe again. It wasn't as sexually aggressive with the dirty talk about my daughter(since we weren't as drunk) but my wife was still super turned on talking about wanting to fuck my kids. After that I would look at Chloe's body and let my wife catch me. Chloe sometimes caught me too and she would blush. I can't remember if I posted it already, but my oldest son confirmed to me that Chloe has told him about sexual fantasies she has about me. My wife has also been showing all the flirting my oldest son, Chuck, has been doing. Commenting on her instagram stories and telling her how sexy she looks. She giggles when she shows me but now we are more open about it and she says it turns her on. All this crazy stuff happening with both of us sober made me take the plunge. I told my wife about Chloe fucking her older brothers. I laid it all out how I found out about it when I tried to sneak Chloe's 19th birthday present into her room and heard her fucking Bobby. Confronting them and the talks we had and my oldest coming over to try to take the heat off of them. She couldn't believe it at first and kept cutting me off and telling me I was lying to her. She gradually accepted it but continued questioning the same things over and over. I told her that if I hadn't heard it myself I wouldn't have believed it. I've kept my eye out the last few weeks to try and notice some signs but they have remarkable self control when they're around us. I told her all about them not wanting or pursuing relationships with each other, everything. I tried to remember every detail and spilled it all to my wife. We sat in bed like that for a while going in circles. She was in disbelief. When she got more and more accepting that it was happening and the questions she had got more sexual she saw how hard I was getting and we fucked. I came really fast hearing my wife whisper into my ear she wanted to watch me fill my daughter. Earlier tonight we had a serious discussion about what we want in the future. My wife is open to the possibility of fucking my oldest son at some point in the future and is open in the immediate future to bringing Chloe into our bedroom. She said that this is all very strange and new and feels it will be easier to test this lifestyle change with another woman rather than a man. Needless to say my dick was painfully hard the entire talk. We were both super turned on but couldn't do anything cause there were too many damn people in the house today. After dinner we had some wine and snuck away for a quickie. Then fucked again once the kids went to bed. Chloe had dinner at a friends then came home and went to her room so no opportunity for flirting tonight. I'm finishing off the last of the bottle now. Everyone else in the house is asleep and my dick is still hard so either need to jerk off or go wake wife up for some relief.

[M/S] Our Family Holiday Vacation Begins ~ Update 1

[Original Post](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/zjakdm/ms_an_upcoming_family_vacation_things_could_get/) So it's been a couple days since we took the boat to our vacation home on the island. As I mentioned, I've been trying hard to accomplish my goal: catch my mom and my brother Arthur kissing like my friend James claims to have done once before. We are a very network-heavy family. What I mean by this is back at home, we have friends and family and colleagues over CONSTANTLY so I figured if my mom and Arthur are indeed hooking up, it would be very tough to catch them. However, it's now just my 3 siblings, my friend James, my mom, and our housekeeper Danielle. (Just a reminder that all these names are fake). I also wanted to mention that I personally don't think it's true. I think James is either lying or totally thought he saw something that didn't actually happen. Since then, I have yet to catch them. However, I did notice one thing. Like I mentioned in the original post, they do seem to be more touchy feely than years past. But one thing I noticed now more than ever is this seems to be one-sided. Like, at night after dinner the whole family usually sits around our fireplace and chats. Every night so far my mom and cuddled up to Arthur. Every time, it seems like she smiles, and rubs him, and readjusts herself to continue to find that comfortable spot. Arthur on the hand, is always stiff as a board, keeps his hands on the sofa, and seems bored. The first day or two at the Golden Castle were pretty much setup. We set up a Christmas tree, decorated the house, etc. Didn't do too much "fun stuff". We all watched Home Alone 1 and 2 together (except Mary and Daphne, they left after the first one - like I said they are really close and sometimes they just wander off for hours doing makeup and painting nails and other girly stuff that doesn't interest me). Last night, we all agreed to play a game. James suggested spin the bottle as a joke, but everyone played along and said sure. He spun first and intentionally landed it on Mary (my younger sister). Everyone laughed but Mary actually went over and kissed him (just an innocent peck, though it was on the lips). Somehow, I was a little jealous. Not because I wanted a kiss from my sister (not really my thing), but because James has always been the type of guy to get what he wants. I know a couple girls he's had a sex with, he was a ladies man in high school. I've only had sex once. (Not going to mention anything else from high school really, trying to keep this 18+ for rules-sake). Everyone went to bed early last night and it was just me and Arthur up (it almost is). I asked him again what he meant when he said mom might ask me something and I don't have to say yes. He pondered for a few minutes and then finally said that basically there's more to mom than I know, more to our family and because I was the baby of the family I've kind of always been kept in the dark, but now that I'm 18 some things might come to light and he's trying to prepare me so it doesn't all hit me at once like a lightening bolt. And that was it, he wouldn't go any further. I asked if anyone was like hurt or in trouble and he very strongly said no, nothing like that. And that was pretty much it. I didn't get much sleep last night. I couldn't stop wondering what exactly he meant. I thought of about a million possibilities. Was my family in some sort of cult? Were we actually broke? Are we all adopted? Every possibility seemed just as likely and unlikely as the rest. I will say, that feeling of a weird, uneasy tension / vibe between everyone is not only still there, it's almost stronger than ever. Our time on the island is always weird. It's like there's no space or time. It's hard to describe. Sometimes you just wander around the house and the grounds and the woods for hours and you'll stumble upon someone in the family doing something random. Days seem to take forever. Sleeping schedules are all over the place. Sometimes you'll get a glass of water at 5pm and find mom and James playing pool. Sometimes you'll walk in the garden at noon and find Arthur taking a nap. Sometimes you'll go to the beach behind the house at sunset and find Danielle and Mary swimming. You never know what you're going to find, or see, or hear at the golden castle. I was first up in the morning somehow. I came downstairs and only my oldest sister Daphne was up. She was reading a book but asked me to join her. I sat with her and she could tell by my lackadaisical talking that I didn't get much sleep. But she didn't pester as to why. She said I could lay on her lap as a pillow (something I've always done, it's not a sexual thing). And so I did. She's skinny but somehow her lap has always felt plushy when I lay my head on it. She gave me a little head massage and I fell asleep on her lap. Something about the early morning sunlight hitting me and my sister's warm pajama pant lap made me feel pretty great. I slept in her lap for about 5 hours. I was surprised she didn't wake up me, but she said I looked so peaceful. I really had to pee when I got up, but I laid there for a bit because I was hard haha. I don't think it was necessarily anything toward my sister, I wake up hard like most guys, right? Right?? After a minute I had to pee so bad I just said screw it and stood up. Daphne 100% saw it, she nodded her head and said "nice" in an affirmative way, clearly a joke. My face got read and I ran to the bathroom. Tomorrow we're baking cookies and watching more Christmas movies. We also are wrapping presents (we all ordered a bunch of stuff from Amazon and Danielle is going to our main home to get them for us in the morning).

Fruit Foreplay [FM 20s] [oral] [69]

Erin was a little cold lying on the floor and the fruit pieces weren’t helping things. She was completely naked in the studio except for the pieces of melon on her tits and the small plastic sheet on her lap, keeping the fruit from sitting directly on her lips. Focusing again on keeping the fruit where it was as she made a new pose. Mark lowered his camera, ‘That’s a nice lot of pics but you also wanted to be without the melon pieces and having a few pieces being eaten by yourself, yeah?’ he queried. ‘Mhmm’ she confirmed with a bit of a nod, she liked Mark, they had worked together a number of times, mostly fully clothed a few lewds, this was the first time she’d been nude with him though. It was also the first time she’d seen him nude. When messaging him to do the shoot he’d responded, as he always did, “Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable, during the shoot?” and she’d jokingly replied “You could be nude too.” When she had turned up at the studio, he’d been in a dressing robe ‘Hey i wasn’t one hundred percent sure whether or not you actually wanted me to be nude so I have clothes with me, but I am currently naked under this robe so it’s down to you, how much I wear?’ He’d walked away and returned with a bowl of strawberries and some whipped cream, he sat down as he set them down stretching out next to her, she looked at him quizzically. He reached over once his hands were free and took one of the pieces of melon and popped it into his mouth with a cheeky grin. She effected an offended look. ‘What?’ he responded innocently ‘Your melons looked nice.’ the grin splitting his face ear to ear. She sat up and grabbed a slice of banana from the fruit in her lap, ‘Well you have a nice banana you know.’ she replied with an answering smirk as she ate the banana piece. A look of surprise crossed his face, and a movement at the edge of her vision told her that the comment had an effect on him. His eyes dropped very lightly to her exposed tits and a blush spread across his face. They’d flirted before but it had never really amounted to anything. She decided to push it a bit more by picking a nice red strawberry, putting some whipped cream on it and turning her head slightly so she could see his face and his crotch. She began to eat it as seductively as she could. Through her lashes she saw his eyes widened and he bit his lip, simultaneously she saw a twitch of his dick as it stiffened slightly. She finished the strawberry off quickly and looked him full in the face, smiling at the effect she was having on him. He was looking at her questioningly, as she reached for the whipped cream again moving the bowl of strawberries from between them she applied the cream to his head, ‘You don’t mind do you?’ she asked. He shook his head mutely as his cock rose as it stiffened. With a sideways glance she gently took him into her mouth quickly cleaning off the whipped cream before taking him deeper. ‘Fucccckkk!’ he moaned. After a minute or so of her sucking him, he seemed to regain some of his composure ‘May i Erin?’ he asked, gesturing to her lap, which was now free of fruit. She nodded without taking him out of her mouth. He pulled the plastic away from her and grabbing her legs pulled her on top of him. She’d expected the move and was ready for it, she used it to take him even deeper as she lowered herself so he could lick her lips. They stayed like that each pleasuring the other for a bit, before Mark pulled his head back, ‘Fuck, I'm gonna cum.’ She pulled off of him and stroked him till he came hard. After his announcement he dove back into eating her out, with a passion he moaned into her as he came, but carried on. She fondled her tits, as she rode his face, instructing him how best to do it as she came closer and closer to cumming. She let him know she was close and his hand grasped her thighs holding her to him as she moaned loudly as her pulsing pussy came all over his face. She rolled off of him and they both lay panting for a few minutes before Mark got himself cleaned up. He came back and kissed her forehead ‘Do you want to finish off the set?’

[B/S] I (25f) cuck my Fiancé (27M) with my brother (28M) and he loves it (Update 3 - The last 4 months)

[*First Post*](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/wqpbi0/bs_i_25f_cuck_my_fianc%C3%A9_27m_with_my_brother_28m/) *-* [*Second Post*](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/wv0xvc/bs_i_25f_cuck_my_fianc%C3%A9_27m_with_my_brother_28m/) *-* [*Third Post*](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/xapjfy/bs_i_25f_cuck_my_fianc%C3%A9_27m_with_my_brother_28m/) Hey, It's been a while. Last time I posted it was about my birthday. I was planning to post an update on that but when I actually got around to wanting to write the post I realised I'd locked myself out of the account. I then finally got back in like 3 months ago but as luck would have it my Mom got really sick. I won't go into too much specifics of what was wrong but she had to go into hospital for quite a while. Life got put on hold there as I kept going back and forth for a while to visit her, but eventually I moved in with my brother Dan as he was in the same city as her so it just made more sense. Luke stayed home and kept working, occasionally coming to visit. I'm sure a lot of you are expecting to hear that it just became a non stop fucking session after that but weirdly enough the thought of your Mom possibly dying really puts a dampener on your sex drive. That doesn't mean we never fucked though. The first few nights of staying at his house I stayed in the guest room, but I just wasn't sleeping well. A combination of worrying about everything and missing my Fiancé. So I asked Dan if I could share his bed with him which he happily agreed to. Nothing happened for about a week, I just wanted to be held and it was nice having him do it. He's a lot bulkier than Luke, so being spooned by him made me feel small, protected. It actually reminded me a lot of when we first became intimate with each other, sneaking into each others rooms to spend the night holding each other. I told him that and he laughed, saying he was thinking the same thing. One night I really couldn't sleep, I was just tossing and turning and must have woken him up so he pulled me close, kissed my neck gently and reassured me that it was going to be okay. I nuzzled into him, letting him kiss me and letting myself feel good for the first time in weeks. Eventually I kissed him back, along his big shoulders and up his neck before finally asking him to fuck me. I get the feeling he'd been waiting a while for this, probably half hoping it would happen whilst I was over but not wanting to pressure me into anything due to the circumstances. He gently pushed me back on the bed, continuing to kiss me all over as he worked his way down my body, pulling my pyjama shorts off as he kissed down stomach and finally reached my pussy. I was pretty soaked already, he'd worked me up just by kissing me. It really had been a while since I'd got any action. He went down on me then, making me cum pretty quickly before then whispering that it was his turn. It different fucking him that night. When Luke watches it's a lot more performative, different positions, aggressively pounding. But when it was just us he was more gentle, we only did missionary but it was passionate, almost even romantic. He just kissed me gently, whispering that he loved me, that he wouldn't let anything bad happen. Like before, It really took me back to when we first started together. He didn't take that long, I guess it had been a while for him too. He finished inside me and then we just lay holding each other. I asked if he really did love me and he promised he did, that he was in love with me in fact. I told him I loved him too, but that I still loved Luke. He reassured me that he knew that, and that he was happy with how things were. He wanted me to be happy and would always be there for me. We got intimate more regularly after that, still not a massive amount though. On top of keeping Luke up to date with what was going on with Mom I also sent him the occasional picture or video of Dan and I together. A selfie of me with Dan's dick in my mouth seemed to be a particular favorite of his. Around early December Mom got a lot more stable and I figured it was time to go home. I'd been living at Dan's for over a month by that point and it was time to go back to my life. As a thank you for being so patient and supportive whilst I was gone, Dan and I made a little photo album for Luke. We took polaroid's of us fucking in each room of the house, a whole mix of positions I know he loves watching us in, as well as some of me smiling and posing with his cum on my face. He really loved that when I gave it to him. And before anyone asks, no, you can't see it. Mom got out of the hospital a little before Christmas so we got to spend it all together. Life's pretty much gone back to normal by now so with any luck, Dan, Luke and I can go back to our regular arrangement pretty soon, so I should get back to posting here regularly. I'll eventually post about my birthday night but really it's probably about what you'd expect. We did anal. Luke actually got me a surprise birthday gift, he paid for Dan, my sister and I to go on holiday together next year which I'm really looking forward to! I'm sure Dan will get up to no good when we go. it's pretty much an unspoken thing that our sister knows about the two of us, but I don't think she has any interest in joining in so I wouldn't get your hope's up. Happy new year x

[M/S] [F/S] My mom enjoys sharing photos in our group chat (Update 4)

People apparently don't know what the word "scam" means. My dad is aware of everything as it seems as he is able to read every message. I don't know where people read it but I don't have a sister. Anyway, in my last post I left off after my parents effectively telling me they'd have sex again and later I indeed got another after sex selfie from them, again still a tame one so no blatant nudity except massive cleavage and I could see them visibly glistening from sweat. I said that they reallly are busy today and that another round would sound like something I could need as well. They simply told me to go wild so I prepped things to jerk it in the dining area this time just for a change. This time I sent a selfie before starting to mix things up and they immediately recognized that I wasn't in my bedroom like the last one I sent as they asked if I was in the dining room. I said I was and those are the perks of living alone. They agreed and said the smae rules apply at their house as well by now so no room is safe from witnessing passionate lovemaking. I agreed and said that changing things up is always a lot of fun. "Dirty minds think alike" they said but warned me from nosey neighbours. I assured them that I close all the blinds so they are the only ones knowing what is going on at the moment. The phrasing made them ask if I already started and I shily admitted that I was slowly getting into it. They apologized for holding me back from the fun part and I said I still had a free hand to type but they responded that it's lovely that I'd try to accomodate to them but a I should be able to cum in peace for now. I was worried I overstepped the line there and said that it probably is good advice so they encouraged me to have fun which I did. After that I did send a picture again and they said that it looks like it was pretty intense adn that I would need to do some cleaning as things got a bit messy. They got what I meant and said that I should do that as they don't want to find a sticky table the next time they'd visit. I told them everything is usually spotless and they could see for themselves then. They said they'd leave me to it now before everything dries and that I should get some rest. I told them the same in case they'd have another busy day tomorrow which they declined but you never know. Sunday: In the morning I got a message saying that my vitality is kinda infectuous and that they'd start the day with a bangand they sent a picture from their living room with them visibly being nude but still cut off before anything revealing but there is a bit of nipple this time which could be just an accident. I told them that I enjoy hearing that the fun is contagious and that I was thinking of the same as morning wood struck pretty hard. They told me to feel free to do so so I sent a picture also in my living room. Things went silent after that and later while jerking off I got a picture of them happily smiling on the sofa with my mom obviously having vum on her cleavage and they said that they'd also have a mess to clean up now but assured me that everything would be cleaned up and I joked that I'd have a few days off next week so I could stop by to check that and they said that they would love my company but would only clean up their messes then with an laughing crying emoji. That took me over the edge and I came pretty hard over my hand so I didn't have anything on me chest as someone suggested sending so I sent a normal one but stopping shortly under my bellybutton. They said it seems like we are all getting quite comfortable with the pictures by now and that we could start add them in the dropbox eventually . I agreed and said that lewder pics seem to get more common now. My mom said that she could maybe adjust the dropbox a bit and make a folder for that and that if things continue she could add her NSFW shots eventually too. I said I would be cool with it but it would be hard to match them but I'd find a way. They said it was an interesting proposal and that we could see what time would bring but if things stay fun like it is now there would be nothing against it. They also said they'd take a shower now and I agreed that I'd need one too so we could chat a bit later. We did chat but not about anything sexual so I will skip that part. Other than that things were pretty normal for today so noone mentioned sex or amsturbation for today.

[U/ni]B/S] anyone ever have jealousy issues? And celebrating my sister's birthday

With my niece being almost half my age, I don't expect us to be in a relationship or anything. We've just been having having fun messing around and I love showing her the ropes... literally but that's another story. If you're not familiar with my posts, the fun also includes her mom (my sister) My niece doesn't go out that often and our fun started because she wanted to get some sexual experience, which I have gladly shown her. With Halloween being today, she went to several parties over the weekend. She looked sexy and amazing in her outfits and probably got some male attention from boys her age. I know our fun won't last forever but has anyone experienced this when their family member eventually gets in a different relationship? We also celebrated my sister's 40th bday with a bang. A good amount of her friends came over for her bday party/Halloween party. She got drunk as expected and had a good time. She was loud and was getting touchy with me in front of everyone but I think I played it off well. We didn't get to have fun as she passed out but then I did get to play with my niece after. We did celebrate her birthday alone earlier though, that's another story though.

Sorority- The hazing of Jessica (FFF18-22) D/S, CFNF, humiliation part 2

Oh no. I look down and there, in the middle of my panties, is a very noticeable wet spot. I try to cover myself with my hands "I... umm.." How could I have not thought about this before I took my pants off? "Jess... Did you like it?" My ears are on fire. I can feel my brow start to glisten. "What?... I... no I..." I try to find words but my brain is shutting down. My heart could leap out of my chest. How do I tell max that I did like having my ass slapped. I did like the taste my own panties. Either way she knows, and even if I told her I didn't she wouldn't believe..... “You might want to change those.” She says looking down at the ground. She can’t even look at me now. What the fuck is wrong with me. “Ok” I say as a turn to leave the room. I open the door to find Sam… smiling at me. Great. How long was she standing there. What did she hear? “Sounds like someone needs to change.” she says with a grin. “Come on.” I guess that answers my question. I walk past her toward my bedroom. I hope that max doesn’t think I’m a freak. My stomach is in knots as I walk into my room. Sam follows me in, closing the door behind her. I go to my dresser and open the top drawer. Grabbing another pair of underwear. “No not yet. Tell me, why are you changing.” She asks like she didn’t just eavesdrop on me and Max’s conversation 30 seconds ago. “Come the fuck on Sam. Like you weren’t listening.” “I want to hear you say it.” Sam leans her back against the door. Blocking my only way out of this situation. Like I said before Sam always intimidated me. I don’t think I could take her if I tried. So that leaves only one option. “I’m wet.” It comes out as a whisper. Fighting the lump in my throat. “What was that? Did you say you were wet? What made you wet?” I swallow hard. I open my mouth but can’t bring myself to say it. I just look at the floor. Silenced by my shame. “Awwww did crawling around like a pet make you wet?” She walks over to me and circles behind me. She grabs my waist and leans in. Whispering in my ear. “Or was it the spanks?” She slaps my ass cheek. Before I can stop it, a moan leaves my lips. But it was too late. I hear Sam giggle as she pulls my hair back. “Your going to reach downs and finish yourself off like the good little slut you are. I know you want to. ” She’s right. I’m on fire. I reach down and slide my hand into my panties. My fingers finding my clit as I start to rub myself. Sam pulls my hair a little harder, pulling my gaze up to the ceiling. She uses her other hand to slap me on the ass. “Yeah just like that.” Sam whispers. “I want to see you soak the floor.” Hearing her say that almost made my legs give out. I slide my fingers in between my lips. Pushing them inside me slowly. Feeling the wetness cover them. “Oh god” “You want to cum for me don’t you Jess?” “Yes.” I whisper. Pumping my fingers as I feel the wetness build. Milking my gspot feeling it swell with every stroke. “Tell me. Tell me that you want to cum all over the floor.” “I….I want to cum…” “Where?” “The fl…floor.” Im so wet I can hear it now. My breath starts to shake as my legs start to tremble. I feel the warm as my juices start to puddle. “Oh god…..I’m going…” I hear Max’s voice. “Ok Jess it’s time to go….” Sam let’s go of my hair letting my head fall. My gaze leaves the ceiling. I watch as the door opens and Max walks in. Her eyes go wide. but It’s too late. “Max……I’m…I’m…...going to fucking cum!” I stare into her eyes as my knees buckle as I start to shake. Seeing her watch me sends me over the edge. I squat down as the first drops hit the floor. My breathing stops as I milk my pussy. My juices overflowing my panties with every thrust of my fingers. I look down as I make my mess. Watching the cloudy liquid fall to the floor as waves of pleasure go through my body. My eyes go back up to max as I pull my fingers out with a final spray of my juices. “Oh my god!” Max says with a look of shock. “Right! Who knew Jessica was a little slut? And look at the Mess she made. Max , have her clean this up.” Sam leaves. Shutting the door behind her. I stand up sliding the soaked panties off. Then it hits me. Sam and Max just watched me cum. What the fuck. Why didn’t I stop? “Max…. I’m sorry I….” “Clean it up.” The tone Max used almost made me wince. Is she mad at me? She turns to the door and grabs the knob. Wait… She stops for a moment before locking the door. She turns back to me, crossing her arms. “Actually… I want you to lick it up. “

Guilty Pleasures: I brought a girl back to my college house and found out my female roommate was listening [M20, F20, F18, Cheating, Dub-Con]

All characters in this are 18+. This is a bit of a slow-burn, so apologies Back my second year of college, I lived in a rundown little house like every other student ever with a few of my friends. It was me and a couple other guys, plus three girls- Jamie, Eva, and Kylie. Jamie and I met last year. She was funny and a little bit ditzy at times, but was a really smart student in the pre-med track. She was wasian (half-white, half-Asian) like me, so we bonded quickly in our mostly white friend group. She had long, deep brown hair and delicate green-brown eyes that she frequently accentuated with winged eyeliner. Her body was long and lithe, with subtle curves that she would off-handedly criticize as flat, but she looked more than fine to me. We shared some of the same nerdy interests and a love of food, so we often spent time watching TV together or grabbing dinner from around town. We ran around so much together that if you didn’t know us, you would have thought we were dating. There was a slight problem though- we weren’t. Because she had a boyfriend, her high-school sweetheart who went to school across the country. She was from California and had come all the way to the East Coast for college, while her boyfriend went to Stanford. I knew it was a bit of a sore spot, because I think Stanford was her dream school and she had pictured her and her boyfriend going there together. I can’t imagine it felt good when he got in and she didn’t. We had a clumsy, teasing relationship where we both outwardly would always announce that we were just friends. But I harbored a pretty deep crush all throughout that first year, and she didn’t help things because she was always a little flirty and touchy. She was like that to some degree with everyone, but we spent so much time together that most of it ended up bouncing off me. Sometimes I think that she was lonely and missing her boyfriend, so she would turn to me for attention, which I was a little too happy to give. Our relationship was like a guilty pleasure for us both- never a good sign. We were definitely a little too cuddly to be just friends, despite what we claimed. We spent a lot of nights curled up together under a blanket with a laptop propped open, and we had even fallen asleep together more than a few times. She always dozed off quickly, with her head nestled in my shoulder, but I spent a lot of nights staring straight up at the ceiling with an uncontrollable boner and a hopeless feeling of confusion and excitement. One of those nights, early in the fall of our second year, we had both gone out with our roommates and ended up having one of those classic college nights. We ended up hopping from house party to house party, pushing through dimly lit rooms packed with sweaty bodies and stumbling through the cold streets. By the end of it all, I was pretty wasted and Jamie was tipsy too. She rarely drank and never participated in me and our other roommate’s frequent smoke sessions. In fact, she acted a little prudish sometimes, But that night was a little different, and we had ended up all drinking some foul combination of party juice and shitty beer. We ended up calling it a night after the third random backyard we ended up in, and walked breathlessly back to our house, pausing once for me to throw up in a bush. One of our roommates- Danny- came back with us but the others were still out. At one point, we all had thrown our arms around each other’s shoulders, drunkenly singing some pop song. Jamie was particularly affectionate that night, pressing the side of her body into mine and resting her head on my shoulder. She felt warm and welcome in the cold night air, and my arm ended up falling from her shoulder to around her waist, where she made no effort to move it. We clambered up our front porch and I made a show of walking straight into our front door with a thud. I managed to push my key into the lock after a few tries and we all burst back into our little home with a sigh of relief. Danny promptly passed out on the couch, leaving Jamie and I alone in our staggering trek up the narrow stairway. “You wanna watch something?” I asked when we reached the summit. “Yeah, I’ve been waiting all week to finish the season.” Jamie sighed. “Let me just get changed, I’ll come to your room.” “Good idea, I need to get changed too.” I said, probably slurring my words. “Man, I’m fucked up.” She giggled and lightly shoved me into my room, which in my state, felt the same as a NFL-level stiff-arm. I freshened up in the bathroom before turning on the dim string lights lacing my walls. A couple minutes later, there was a light knock on my door. “Come in!” Jamie stepped through the doorway, her hair up in a messy bun. She was wearing a baggy university crewneck and leggings. She jumped up onto my bed and curled up next to me, as I started up the final episode of the Netflix show on my laptop. Everything felt pleasantly warm and hazy in that drunken afterglow, and Jamie’s soft body nestled against mine was a little overwhelming. I could smell the remains of her perfume, and it was becoming hard to focus on the show. That changed quickly, because the show took a bit of a turn and all of a sudden we were watching a pretty explicit sex scene, completely with loud moans and plenty of topless nudity. “Damn, they’re going at it.” I joked awkwardly. “Mmm.” Jamie agreed listlessly. “He’s so hot, I wish I was her.” “I wish I was him. Look at her boobs.” I cracked. Not my smoothest. “Is that all men care about?” Jamie huffed playfully. “No, of course not,” I said. “There’s plenty of ass-guys out there.” She slapped my arm for that, giggling. “Which are you?” She said it lightly, teasingly. I feigned ignorance. “Hmm?” “Boobs or butts?” I looked down, and her eyes met mine with a mischievous glint. “I like a girl’s smile”, I said in the most mocking voice I could muster. Jamie groaned. “Oh my god, shut up!” “I don’t fucking know. Ass, I guess.” “Hmm. Rahul likes boobs.” Rahul was her boyfriend. I rolled my eyes inwardly. “I wish I had boobs like hers,” Jamie said. “I’m sure Rahul’s happy with what he’s got.” I replied. She didn’t really respond to that, but I felt something in her position change. She didn’t get up or extricate herself from me at all, though. We stayed in silence after that for a couple moments, as the sex scene stretched on. It was actually a little ridiculous how long it was going. Somehow, I ended up looking away from the screen and down at Jamie, who looked back up at me. Our eyes locked, and the alcohol had done its work on my judgment. I leaned in suddenly and pressed my lips to hers. There was a moment of shock, where neither of us really moved, but I felt her melt under me and she kissed me back. Something woke up inside me, and I rolled over, pulling her on top of me, laptop forgotten. Our lips met hungrily, and my hands snaked their way down around her waist. She was straddling me, and my dick was growing hard against my shorts. I pulled back, breathless, and then relaunched my attack by kissing her neck, causing little moans to escape her lips. Then it was all over- she was pushing me away, rolling off, suddenly standing. “No- no. No, I’m sorry. No, Eric, we can’t. I have- I have a boyfriend. You know that, you know we can’t.” “I-” I didn’t know what to say. The words came tumbling out, my drunkenness obliterating my filter. “Jamie, I know. But you can’t pretend like we haven’t been a little close. I mean come on. Rahul’s like three thousand miles away, I won’t tell-” “No!” Jamie said sharply. “Eric, we’re just friends. This was really inappropriate. Don’t-” “Don’t? Don’t what? Don’t pretend like you’re not always asking to come sleep here? Like you’re not the one who always gets touchy?” I made a mistake there. She stood there in the dim light, staring stiffly at me. “No. We can’t do this. We’re just friends.” Jamie whispered. “If that’s what you think, we can’t- we can’t do this.” She turned and left without another word, stalking out of my room. I heard her door close and the hallway light shut off shortly after. I collapsed against my bed, face in my hands. My dick was still hard, but I felt too guilty to even consider jacking off. — Turns out, my worst fears didn’t come true. Jamie didn’t tell anyone else, as far as I could tell. Things were awkward for a while after that, and our late nights together stopped. We slowly started to work our way back to before, pretending that night had never happened. Mostly for the sake of our friends, and so no one would ask why we were being so weird. But things were off for a while. Months passed, and college life ended up changing quickly as I joined a frat, much to Jamie and the rest of my roommates’ chagrin. None of us were involved in that part of campus life, and we had never been “fratty” people, to put it generously. But I was tired of pining over Jamie, tired of wasting my nights wishing for her, and tired of living in this little bubble. I had put on quite a bit of muscle over the last year, and I was dressing better. My confidence was a little high, and I decided it was time to get out and live it up. The weeks went by in a blur, days spent studying and nights spent partying. Frat life was a different beast to what I was used to, and it certainly had its ups and downs but I was happy with my decision. The best part was definitely all the sorority girls. One night, I’d finally gone and struck a home run. I was stumbling back towards my house again, but this time with a sorority girl wrapped around my arm. Brooke was petite and round in all the right places, her boobs nearly bursting out of the little white top that was way too skimpy for the weather. She had wavy strawberry blonde hair, tied back in a ponytail. A light smattering of freckles splashed across her cheekbones, which made her blue eyes pop even more. We were laughing about nothing in particular, and I had to shush her as I tried to unlock my front door. I raised my fingers to my lips and widened my eyes exaggeratedly, which just made her laugh harder. “Shut up!” I whispered, as I impulsively slapped my hand over her mouth and leaned in close. I felt her tense, but then suddenly loosen up as she slumped into me, pressing her tits against my chest. She looked up at me suggestively, her blue eyes full of drunk lust. My jeans stiffened and I fumbled with the keys one final time before creaking the door open. I practically dragged Brooke up the stairs and threw us both into my room, lips locked. I pushed her against the wall, hands sliding over her bare back and down, grabbing at her round ass through the rough denim of her jeans. Her hands slipped under my jacket and around my abs, then down and working at my zipper. Then she was down on her knees, lips wrapped around my cock. I hardly had time to think before she was bobbing back and forth. A little sloppily, but who was I to judge? I put my hand on the back of her head, working my fingers through the waves of her hair. She worked her tongue around the head of my cock like a lollipop. She pulled herself off with a wet pop, a string of spit connecting my dick and her red lips. She stared blankly back up at me, mouth open and tongue out. I wasted no time pushing it back into her mouth, and I let out an involuntary moan as I felt her drag her tongue all the way down my shaft. She stood up and kissed me again, pushing me gently towards the bed. I fell down on the bed, kicking my pants off and struggling with the condom as Brooke put on a strip show in the middle of my room, slowly pulling her top off and unhooking her bra. Her tits popped free with an irresistible bounce and I noted the freckles that dotted her chest as well. Then she spun around and slowly worked her jeans down her waist, revealing her supple, round ass in barely-there white panties. “Fuck, come here,” I said, as quiet as I could manage. She pounced up onto the bed and I quickly flipped her onto her back, eliciting a little squeal. She wrapped her arms behind my neck and pulled me in close. I took the opportunity to use my mouth on her cheeks, her neck, and then down on her breasts, as I nudged her legs apart with mine. The midnight silence grew busy with the sound of our labored breaths and the bed creaking, as we tangled our limbs further. My dick was so hard it hurt, and it was starting to bump against the smooth skin of Brooke’s inner thighs. “Put it in,” she whispered hoarsely. “Come on.” Head spinning, I pulled back from her lips for a second and pawed at her panties. I hooked two fingers into the gusset, brushing her dripping lips with my knuckles. I pulled the panties to the side and then looked into her eyes. Brooke’s face was awash with a blend of drunk and horny, and her blue eyes sparkled. “The fuck are you waiting for??” I didn’t need any more encouragement. Her legs locked behind me as I pushed into her wet pussy with a groan. I was practically hypnotized by her freckled tits bouncing in time as I fucked her, sliding in and out of her warm and tight hole. We both let out moans that were a little too loud and I winced, but didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. My hands found their way around her waist and at her tits, alternating between groping and pinning her little body down. She grabbed at me too, digging her hands into my back or pushing against my chest. I pushed her legs up, marveling at the softness of her skin as I ran my hands up and down her thighs. I pushed into her with another small grunt, knocking the top of her head against the headboard. “Oops, my bad.” I said hurriedly. “No, no, keep going.” Brooke laughed. I picked up the pace again, our breaths getting heavier, when I heard another faint knock, and a stifled moan. I paused. I definitely didn’t just knock Brooke into the wall again, and the moan didn’t sound like Brooke. I didn’t stop to think about it for long, because Brooke pulled me back in then, planting wet kisses at my neck and jaw. I kept fucking her, when the thought struck me. Was that sound I heard coming from the other side of the wall? Somehow, I forgot about the naked sorority girl that I was buried to the hilt in, and I was picturing Jamie on the other side of the wall, listening to me fucking some ditzy, wasted sorority chick and touching herself to our moans. The thought lit my insides on fire, and I slammed back into Brooke with a renewed urgency. She gasped, and I didn’t stop pumping, all the while pawing at her tits with my hands. “Shit, shit, I’m coming!” Brooke moaned desperately. I grabbed her waist and pulled her in deeper, throwing my head back in pleasure. I was thinking about Jamie now, imagining that the girl in my bed was her- that I was fucking Jamie, running my hands over Jamie’s tits and bare stomach, pumping into Jamie’s wet pussy- Brooke came with a stifled yelp, snapping me out of it. I slowed down as I felt her tighten around my shaft and her body tremble. “Hang on-” She was tapping at my chest, and I got the message. I used all willpower to pull out of her, and collapsed against the wall. “Sorry,” Brooke gasped. “I just need a minute.” A few moments passed, and then Brooke was crawling between my legs and sucking my dick again, working her head up and down. It didn’t take long for me to say “Oh- I’m coming, I’m coming. Can I-” “Come on my boobs.” Brooke popped her mouth off me and presented her chest. I started jacking off desperately. She made a pretty picture, kneeling between my knees with her messy hair and bare tits. Finally, I came with a groan, shooting off a couple of ropes onto her freckled boobs. We took a couple of minutes after that, and then took turns quietly sneaking into the bathroom to clean up. As I walked into the hall, I passed Jamie’s door and stared for a bit. Then I moved on, walking back into my room and sliding under the blankets with Brooke. She was warm and still naked, and she promptly swung her bare leg over mine and pressed her body into me. My hand snuck its way down her back and I palmed her ass, running my fingers down between her cheeks and lightly grazing her pussy. My other hand found purchase around her bare thigh, and I laid there for a while, enjoying the feeling of a naked girl in my arms. She fell asleep fairly quickly, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I couldn’t help continuing to grope her, feeling up her plump ass. My dick was starting to stiffen again. I wasn’t satisfied. I couldn’t stop thinking about Jamie. Had she been listening? Had she been jilling herself to the sound of me fucking this sorority girl? I pictured Jamie laying in her bed, just a few inches of separation between us and her, her fingers buried in her panties. I was still a little drunk, and something was burning inside me. I couldn’t get her out of my head. I didn’t know how I knew, but I knew. Before I knew what was good for me, I was grabbing my phone. One hand still comfortably wrapped around Brooke’s ass, my other hand opened Messages and I was texting Jamie. You up? There was a brief pause, then the three dots. yes Do you want to watch something? Another pause. yes I was suddenly untangling myself from Brooke, trying not to wake her. I stumbled across my room and was out the door in a flash. I was wearing nothing but a tank top and my boxers, and then I was in front of Jamie’s door. The door opened before I even knocked. We stood there for a second, staring at each other. She looked a little flushed and disheveled, but then again, I probably looked worse. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt, and it draped over whatever bottoms she had on so I couldn’t tell if she was wearing shorts or nothing under there. The thought drove me crazy and then I was suddenly pushing myself into her room, pushing her back. “Hey! Eric-” “Stop,” I said, looking around her room. It was lit only by a strip of purple LEDs, but I quickly noted a mostly empty bottle of vodka and the crumpled remains of a seltzer can. “Have you been drinking?” I said with a start. It genuinely surprised me. “That’s a rich one coming from you. No, I haven’t- well, yes. I was. Eva and I were celebrating the end of midterms while you were out at your dumb frat. ” Jamie shot back. “Eric- what are you doing-” “Were you listening?” I asked roughly. She glared back at me defiantly. “Hard not to. You wouldn’t mind keeping it down next time, would you? Some of us are trying to sleep.” “No, no, no.” I snorted disdainfully. “Were you listening.” She stopped and stared for a bit. “What does that mean?” She asked hesitantly. I could hear the alcohol in her voice. “I think you know what I’m asking.” I took another step towards her, and she shrunk back towards the bed. “No, I don’t.” “Stop fucking playing games with me.” I hissed. “You’ve been teasing me the entire time we’ve known each other. What would Rahul think of all the time we spend together? What do you tell him?” “Eric. Stop. We’re not going over this again.” “I think we are.” I said, with a note of finality. “Look at me. Tell me you weren’t listening to me fuck that girl and you weren’t fucking yourself.” There was a flash of shock in her eyes, but I knew I had her. I stepped toward her one more time and she didn’t back away. I pushed her down back against her bed, and she fell onto it without protest. She stared back up at me, her eyes glowing under the violet light. “Yeah, I thought so.” I said. “Were you imagining what I was doing to her? Do you want to find out for yourself?” To be continued

I 39 [F] went braless to the doctors office.

I started going out to the grocery store without a bra. [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/114slhv/i_39f_went_grocery_shopping_with_no_bra_on/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) and [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/115tw5x/part_2_i_39f_went_grocery_shopping_with_no_bra_on/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf). It turned me on so much I’ve wanted to go out other places without a bra. Today I had a doctors appointment at the VA clinic for lab work. I was hesitant about not wearing a bra because I didn’t want to give the old men a heart attack but one of you talked me into it. “Give them a show. You know it’ll make you wet.” And the more I thought about it the more that yes it was turning me on and the more I wanted to finger my tight, wet cunt. It’s a shame I didn’t have time beforehand to fuck myself but I knew the longer I waited the wetter and hornier I’d be. So I get to the VA check in and walk through to the waiting area. Im walking in a way that makes my tits bounce and makes my nipples rub up against my ribbed tank top. I’m the only woman in the waiting room and of course all eyes are on me and my pokies. They’re getting harder by the minute. Im loving watching all these horny, old men stare at me. I am so turned on and needing to cum hard. It takes about 15 minutes for them to call my name. I stand up and look back down at the seat. I was wondering if I’d soaked through my yoga pants and sure enough you could see a huge wet spot from where I’d been sitting. The lab tech guy looks at me, then the seat, then my breasts and just stares at my hard nipples. I just say “Oopsies and 🤷🏼‍♀️” before following him back to his room. We exchange pleasantries for a little bit and the whole time he’s staring at braless breasts. It was so sexy. His eyes were gorgeous. And I loved him staring at me. I bit my lip and just looked at him like, “do whatever to me Daddy.” He gets everything ready grabs my army and says, “I’m going to give you a poke.” Of course with my cunt as wet as it is I really wished he would give me a poke. Fingers … cock… I’d take whatever at this point. I’m so needy. After he’s done I stand up and he looks at the huge wet spot on the chair where I was just sitting, back to my hard nipples where he just stares for a long time with his hands clenching and unclenching by his side and with a noticeably large bulge in his pants, finally he looks at my eyes and I say… “I really can’t help it. I’ve been turned on for hours and I can’t wait to get home.” I think I left him shocked and speechless because it takes a bit before he composes himself. He adjusts his hard bulge to make it less noticeable and says “I don’t usually have anyone like you in my chair.” I wink and say, “I know.” And pull my shirt tighter across my chest so he could see the outline of my darker areoles through my light pink tank top. He finally opens the door for me to leave. I feel his eyes on my ass as I’m walking out. I walk back through the waiting room, my nipples tingling, and breasts bouncing. Of course every eye is on me in my [tight pink tank top](https://www.reddit.com/user/random_spotonthemap/comments/1194ren/tight_pink_tank_top/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) again. I love it! I’m sopping wet, I feel it in my pants and down my thighs. I’m so ready to orgasm. Thank God no one had a heart attack. Im going play with myself in the car on the way home to edge me up a little bit. Hopefully a trucker will see me. I’m on my way home now. But first gotta stop at the post office. There’s a man who works there that’s been flirting with me who I KNOW would like a long hard look at my big tits and rock hard nipples. That story is cumming tomorrow… stay tuned. 😘

Sorority- The hazing of Jessica (FFF18-22) D/S, CFNF, humiliation part 1

“Jessica!” Its been normal enough. Drinking games, cleaning the house dressed as a maid, making drinks for everyone. Just dumb stuff. Shit to do so I can pay my dues as the new girl. Tonight and tomorrow worries me though. Max told me that the last two days are the hardest but she can’t tell me what exactly why. I guess I’ll have to wait and see. “I’m here Kate, what is it?” “Took you long enough.” Kate says. Brushing her dirty blonde bangs to the side, snapping a selfie before she takes the cup. Kate is the stereotypical sorority girl. She's attractive, comes from money, and likes to party. She doesn’t seem like she would be the best student, but she's a junior, so she was able to make it this far. A "fun" fact about Kate is that she is semi Instagram famous. I mean I get it though, I wish I had her curves. Overall she’s alright I guess. Maybe a little annoying.... “Sarah and Sam want you, they're up stairs.” What do they want now? Fingers crossed it's only a drink or something. I was wrong. As I get to the top of the stairs I see them standing at my bedroom door. Sarah is a senior and president of sigma epsilon chi. Sarah looks like the standard girl next door. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a smile that could get her hired for one of those pharmaceutical commercials. You know, the ones where they spin around in the grass because they are so happy that they are on that new heart medication. She seemed genuine, even normal at first. She’s actually the reason I joined this sorority. She was my student mentor on my college visit her when I was still in high school. I was paired with her because she is a phycology major. I have had an interested in psych since I fist started to learn about it in 8th grade health class. There's just something about seeing what makes people tick. What there innermost feelings and desires are, It's fascinating. Anyway, Sarah told me I would be a good fit for her sorority. All the girls are in the same major. Sounded like a great idea. Then there is Sam, who is also a senior. She is the opposite of Sarah. Sam was honestly intimidating from the beginning, before hell week even started. She gave off this “I don’t give a shit what you think.” vibe. Her black pixie cut and tattoos definitely don’t fit the sorority girl stereotype and she seemed to embrace that. She has this confidence about her. I wish I had that. "Jessica! Your room is a mess. We can't Let this continue, right Sam?" "No Sarah we can't. God forbid she has someone in her room. She would make us all look dirty." I would normally be embarrassed but Sam and Sarah's faux concern for my cleanliness was obvious. Also I've spent the week cleaning after them. When would I have had time to clean my room. I'll just play along. Maybe if they leave me in here to clean I can get some peace and quiet. Sounds nice actually. "I'm soooooo sorry. I'll get it clean right away!" I say as I slide between them to get into my room. I start with the pile of laundry on my floor. Picking some of the clothes up and placing them in my hamper. "No no no!" Sam says with a shake of her head. "That's not how you do it," "What do you mean?" Confused as to what the right way to pick up clothes is, "You pick them up with your mouth" "Excuse me?" I'm not sure If I heard her right. Did she say to pick them up with my mouth? Sam's face shows no evidence of this being a joke. "You live like a pig, so you'll do it like a piggy. Now pick up your mess." So this is what Max Must have been warning me about. Not what I expected but I can get through this. its only a little while longer and I'm done. I look at the floor. I only have a few items left anyways. I lean down and bite the sleeve of a shirt. I lift it up holding it between my teeth and crawl to the hamper, placing it in. I crawl back, It looks like just a pair of pants and a shirt left. I grab the pants first then lean back down getting the shirt as well. I crawl back and I'm done. That wasn't soo bad. "You forgot something." Sam points, and as I follow her finger to the floor and I see it. A pair of my panties are left. I hesitate. They don't expect me to do this right? "Come on little piggy get your panties." Fuck. I crawl over. "This is soo fucked up." I lean down and grab my underwear. Wincing as I do. When I turn to crawl back I notice that Sam has my hamper and has now pulled it into the hallway. "Come on bring it here." As I crawl out of my bedroom my knees hit the wooden floor. Burning with each step I crawl toward the hamper. "Eww look at her! I bet she likes the taste. Probably not the first time she Tasted herself. Is that right Jessica? You like the taste don't you?" The sting of embarrassment hits making me almost visibly cringe. I have tasted myself before. I was curious one night when I was having, alone time, and I tasted myself on my fingers. The worst part.... I secretly did like it. I hear Sarah behind me. "Come on hurry up!" she says before giving me a spank. Slapping on my left ass cheek. I feel the sting of the slap and then... I feel my nipples start to harden..... oh no. As I crawl I can feel the wetness. Sliding as my thighs rub together. She slaps me again but misses just slightly this time. Her palm hits my ass cheek but her fingers are just off to the right. They come down, sliding right down the seam of my leggings. Her finger tips hitting my ass and running down my lips. A slight gasp escapes from my lips. I take a few more steps and place the panties in the bin. I can feel the flushness in my face. Hopefully they just see it as embarrassment and nothing more. Sam laughs. "Good girl! Now lets get going on your next task. Max, will you run her through it?" I didn't even realize Max was standing there. Max is the sophomore of the group is She is who I feel the closest to. She’s reminds me of a Weasley from Harry Potter. Red hair, freckles, comes from a humble family. She just seems really down to earth. Also she is the only one who has taken it easy on me during hell week. Maybe she feels bad? It’s probably because she went through it last year, That doesn't make me feel much better though. She still watched me crawl around with my panties in my mouth. I get up. Keeping my head down a little. I can still feel their gaze as I walk past. I follow max into her room and she closes the door behind me. Max puts on a smile. "Ok so your next task... are you ready?" "Uhhh... Yeah. I think I'm ready." "Good. So this next you will be judged. Katie will take a look at you and tell you your flaws. So lets get you into your braw and panties." This is fine. I'm not that uncomfortable in my skin. I take my shirt off. I slide my leggings down to my ankles and step out of them. "Couldn't be worse than the last one right?" I look up and notice that Max is looking at me. Face Flushed in embarrassment. She turns around. "What?" I ask confused. "Never seen a girl in her bra before?" "No... I mean yes... I mean.... that's not it." "Your wet Jess."

Rejoined The Party With His Cum Still Inside [M]e [NB]

If you want to skip my attempts at prose and hop straight to the sex, find these \~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~. I had only met Alexei two weeks before his cock was buried deep inside me, one very thin wall between us and all of our castmates. I've always fancied myself a bit of an actor, so when the local college invited folks from the community to play some of the assorted background Romans in their production of Julius Caesar, I signed myself up. Alexei was playing Cassius, the play's smooth-talking devil on its collective shoulder, but our scenes didn't overlap, so I only met him when we started doing full runs. He was four years younger than me (20 to my 24) and every inch the villain: tall and lean, with long dark hair, flashing dark eyes, an aquiline nose, and a deep, resonant voice with just a hint of a British accent. When I heard him give the speech about Caesar "bestriding the narrow world," I felt my stomach flip and knew I wanted to bestride the fuck out of Alexei's narrow hips. What can I say? I've always loved a bad boy. We would chat before rehearsals and in between scenes when we could, and I flirted my ass off, but Alexei's stoicism gave very little away, so after a few tries I backed off. Every so often I thought I'd catch him grinning slyly at me, or he'd touch my shoulder to get my attention when saying my name would do, but I didn't know for sure how he felt about me until the cast party. Being as I was one of the few cast members who didn't live in a college dorm, I was voluntold to host the cast party at my apartment. I didn't complain - I love having people over. Everyone brought drinks, I supplied the snacks, and we drove over after our final performance (which, might I add, brought the house down). If there's one thing 18- to 22-year-olds excel at, it's drinking games. We played King's Cup and Cheers To The Governor and Quarters until we were all, with the exception of our designated drivers (the actors playing Portia and the Soothsayer), thoroughly wasted. Slowly the rigor of the games fell apart as people stopped being able to keep track of whose turn it was, and it seemed like the party was winding down, until... "Hey," Alexei said, leaning over to nudge me in the shoulder. "Truth or dare." "What are you, twelve?" He grinned. "Don't judge. I never played growing up. I only saw it on TV." "Truth," I said, taking another sip of my drink. The room had quieted. Everyone had heard the smooth bass of Alexei's voice. Everyone was paying attention to what Alexei said. I swallowed hard - I knew I had it bad when just the sound of his voice made heat start to build between my legs. "Tell us something you've never told anyone before." I paused, thinking about it. "I've always been the one to make the first move," I said slowly. "In all the intimate relationships I've had. Usually I don't mind - I'm proud that I'm assertive - but god, just once I want to be really swept off my feet. Pursued, y'know?" There was some nodding around the room, but mostly people didn't react. I felt my face flush and took another swig of my drink before turning to the person next to me and asking her Truth or Dare. We got all the way around the circle once, with things alternating wildly between silly and sexy (I remember a striptease was followed immediately by a shot of soy sauce), and then it was back to Alexei. He asked me again. "Dare," I said. "Sit on my lap for the next round." My eyebrows shot up. Alexei smiled at me like the cat that ate the canary. I gulped. "Sure, yeah, cool." My voice was about an octave higher than usual. I climbed into Alexei's lap. \~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~\*\~ One of his arms snaked around my hips like a seat belt, holding me in place with my back snug against his chest and my ass pressed firmly against his crotch, and I was struck by how strong his grasp was - he was definitely more built than he looked in a hoodie and jeans, or swathed in a toga, for that matter. As the game of Truth or Dare slowly made its way around the circle again, Alexei and I chatted quietly, his voice rumbling through his chest and into me. Just when I was worrying the sound of his voice alone was going to make me soak through my underwear, I felt his other hand rest on my knee. With every passing minute, that hand crept further and further up my leg until his palm was pressed against my upper thigh and his fingers were oh-so-casually dipping between my legs. I shifted my hips, trying to subtly give him a better angle, and realized what I had assumed to be a belt buckle pressing against my ass was decidedly not. Alexei was rock-hard, his cock straining against his jeans. Evidently the alcohol hadn't affected him too much. He pulled me closer, leaned forward, and murmured into my ear, "You wanted to be pursued, right?" I nodded. "Consider it done, then. I've seen the way you look at me. I want you, if you'll have me." He paused and pressed his fingertips more firmly between my thighs, eliciting a gasp from me. "Or if you want, I suppose I could just keep doing this." "After what you just said?" I whispered back. "If you keep doing that instead of fucking me, I'll assassinate you." "Great. Get up." I did as he said, and he stretched theatrically. "Show me to the bathroom?" he asked. "Right this way," I said. The party was blocking my bedroom door, and anyway even this drunk assemblage would have known we were fucking on the other side of my thin-ass walls. Instead I led Alexei down the hall, past the bathroom, and into my office. The door closed behind us. Alexei pushed me up against the wall. My shoulder blades smacked against the plaster, but before I could register the sting, one of his hands was curled into my hair and the other was unbuttoning my pants. "You're so fucking hot," he rumbled as he leaned in to nip at my ear. "I've wanted to fuck you for weeks." "Why didn't you say anything?" I half-moaned. "You struck me as the kind of person who'd want to take the lead." His hand slipped inside my underwear and he pressed a finger against me. "More fool me." I moaned aloud, praying the noise of the party would cover it up, as Alexei pulled my head back and kissed me hard, slipping his tongue into my mouth and the tip of his index finger inside me. I gasped against his lips and grabbed at the hem of his shirt, yanking it upward and breaking away from the kiss just long enough to tug it over his head. I wound a hand around his waist and dropped it down to his ass, grabbing and squeezing to pull him closer to me. Alexei let out a deep, resonant groan of my name against the crook of my neck. I felt a rush of heat between my legs. "Fuck, I love your voice." "I thought so. The way you watch me when I'm doing that monologue... fuck, I was this close to ripping your costume off backstage," he said, pushing his middle finger inside me to join his index finger. "God, you're soaking wet." I whimpered as Alexei pumped his fingers into and out of me, rocking my hips forward and squeezing his ass to hear him moan again. He tilted his hips toward me and started grinding against my thigh. I could feel how hard his dick was and it only turned me on more. He unbuttoned my shirt and pushed it off my shoulders, pulled down my pants, and laid me down on the floor of the office. "What-" "Just relax," he murmured. "Stop me if something's not okay." He knelt down at my feet, his lean, muscular torso catching the streetlights that filtered in through the window, and bent until his face was between my thighs. His dark hair spilled out over me and onto the floor. He slipped his fingers back inside me and licked a long stripe up past them. "Alexei!" I moaned, no longer able to even attempt to control my volume. He used his free hand to pin down my hips, thrown across them like a seat belt, just like earlier, and licked and sucked me and fucked me with his fingers. Whenever I managed to open my eyes for a moment, I saw his hips writhing and realized he was grinding his dick against the floor, obviously desperate for some friction. I tried to buck my hips up to meet his mouth, control the sensation, but his arm pinned me to the ground. I was completely at Alexei's mercy. And I fucking loved it. After only a minute or two, I felt pressure building in the pit of my stomach. "Fuck," I groaned. "Fuck, Alexei, pause, pause." "Is everything alright?" he asked, pulling back and wiping his mouth. "Yes, god, yes, I just want to cum with your cock inside me." He smiled his wicked smile. "Your wish is my command." He pulled off his jeans and underwear and I saw his hard cock for the first time. He was massive, definitely one of the biggest I've ever had, and I could feel wetness starting to drip down my thighs from how badly I needed him inside me. Alexei helped me up, guided me back toward the wall, and, in one smooth motion, wrapped his arms around me and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around him, and he slowly lowered me down until his cock was pressed against my entrance. And then it was inside me. "Ohhhhhh, fuck, fuck, Alexei," I moaned as he pushed my back against the wall and started thrusting into me. I could feel every inch of his dick filling me up. Because of my position, trapped between the wall and his hips, I was once again at the mercy of Alexei's thrusts, unable to do much but whimper and beg for more. And he gave me more. The entire time he was fucking me, he kept up a steady stream of dirty talk in my ear. "You're fucking gorgeous," he murmured. "You look so hot when you're all flushed and desperate. Fuck, you make me want to cum inside you." "Yes, fuck, do it, I'm so close, cum inside me, Alexei, please-" The thrusts of his cock inside me reached a fever pitch, and I threw my head back as I came - I hit the wall, and it hurt a bit, but I barely noticed - and moaned his name as his hips stuttered and his dick pulsed and his hot cum filled me up. We stayed like that until he was shaking too much to hold me up, and he gently guided us both back to the floor. "I hope," he said slowly, coming back to his senses, "you'll let me take you out to dinner sometime." "I'd prefer breakfast tomorrow, I think." He grinned. "In that case, you'd better get all these people out of here." So while Alexei hid out in the office, I put my clothes back on, did my best to make my hair presentable, and went back to my drunken castmates with Alexei's cum still trickling out of me and pooling in my underwear. After much cajoling (and help from Portia and the Soothsayer) I managed to kick everyone out of my apartment. My night with Alexei got even wilder from there, but I'll save that story for another time...

[S/S] The Sisters Grimm: A (Not So) Quiet Night In (Update 20, I checked this time)

Alright, so this is an experiment to try to make a story that's more wholesome with way less smut than normal. If that's not your thing, then fair enough, don't worry, there will be more steamy stuff in the future, I can assure you. Our names are Marina (31 - author, narrator) and Alexa (30 - Used a weedwhacker to kill a centipede once because she "couldn't find the can of Raid at the time"). Yes, we are real sisters. No, we do **not** want your dick pics. **All sexual acts were performed by fully consenting adults aged 18+. Remember, consent is sexy.** \--- I got settled in after a long day of work. It's been pretty chaotic, we both had (and still have) a lot of catching up to do since we took a couple days off to spend them with Mom before she went back home. But it is what it is, I guess. Alexa went in the office and said she'd be home by about 6, so I got dressed to go take her out to get something to eat after work. Put on this cute little flowery sundress that left *very* little to the imagination if a gust of wind suddenly hit me, some strappy heels, and an olive-colored sweater. Did up my hair and makeup and everything as well. I wanted to take her out to this fun little restaurant downtown that's become somewhat of a staple for us since we moved here. And then Alexa came home an hour late and, well, she looked like she wanted to do anything *but* go out. Obviously I didn't pressure her. She just trundled in the door and looked like she'd about given up on life. Overwork is a common issue here, unfortunately. And she looked positively burned out. Alexa basically just undid the top buttons of her shirt, breathed out heavily, and gave me a great big hug like I was her personal teddy bear. "One of those days?" I asked her. "Yeah," she just sighed into my shoulder, "You look good, though. Did you see someone?" "Nah, I was waiting for you," I smiled, "I wanted to see if you wanted to go out to (that restaurant), but..." "Yeah, no," she rolled her eyes, "Sorry." "Nah, don't be, sweetie. You look like crap," I laughed, "Why don't you go get changed?" "Hah! Gee, thanks for the 'compliment,' if that's what that was," my sister snarled back at me before heading into our room to get changed. I followed behind her and as she got undressed, going to the bathroom with the door open so we could continue our little shouting match. We may be girlfriends, but that doesn't excuse our most important job of all. As siblings, we are contractually obligated to give each other lip and to tease and annoy one another constantly. Granted, unlike most siblings, our fights usually end with fucking. But it doesn't change the fact that we still have those roles to fill. Hey, I didn't make up the rules, I just work here. This went on for like 15 minutes, by the way. "Fuck you," I shouted at her in mid-conversation. "Oh, you *wish*," she teased. "Look, I'm not a fucking mind-reader, okay? I was just trying to ask what you wanted for dinner, it's a *simple fucking question*. Why do you always gotta flip out like that." I paced around the bathroom like a caged animal. "Just make whatever you want, for the millionth time," she hissed in a most un-helpful way, "It's either gonna come from a can or taste like filth but I'll eat it anyway, I really couldn't care less." She glared at me from the mirror as she dipped her makeup remover on some toilet paper and started wiping her eyes. "You literally ate *the entire* thing of pasta last night, you goddamn egg," I lashed back out at her, smacking her in the back of the head as she wiped the makeup off her face. "Ahh!" she yelped in pain, "I got makeup remover in my eye, you moron!" "Yeah, you deserve it," I taunted her, "Now what do we have?" "What, like what do we have food-wise? I don't know, why don't you use those things called eyeballs and check?" "Because you did the grocery shopping last time." "No, I didn't! You just went out yesterday!" she retorted. "Yeah, to the fucking convenience store to buy us some donuts, not the goddamn grocery store, remember??" I corrected her. "Oh for God's sake," she scoffed, "*Fine*, whatever. Let's see what we have because you're apparently blind now. As if I'm not fucking blind from spilling this shit in my eye, thanks..." And then I slapped her ass as she turned around, her baggy sweatpants doing little to dampen the impact. "The heck was that for?" she turned around and growled. It's funny, Alexa rarely curses, meanwhile I curse like a goddamn sailor. Work that one out for yourself, hah. "That's for causing a drama with me," I teased her. "Oh, *I* caused a drama with you?" she shook her head in disbelief, "I told you 15 freaking minutes ago to go make some food, just go make something, I don't care at this point. *Surprise* me." "Hey, *hey*," I shouted, "Looks like someone needs to relax." "Oh, *I* need to relax?" she raised her eyebrows at me, "Are you for real right now? I think you need to get the Hell out of my bathroom." "Wait wait wait, *your* bathroom?" "Yeah, *my* bathroom." "Okay, but what if I gotta pee?" I grinned slightly. "*You just did!*" Alexa sneered, "Go in the stupid bush outside for all I care." "Hey!" I shouted, "*I'm* the eldest, you're not the boss of me." "Not the boss- are you kidding me with that shit?" she scoffed again. "No, I'm serious," I laughed at her. "Oh great, that's great. Yeah, that's a *great* way to get someone relaxed, what're you gonna say next, 'calm down?'" "Hey Alexa," I giggled, "Hey, hey Alexa! Hey. Hey guess what?" "Oh my God, if you say that..." "Say what? Hey Alexa, hey, hey guess what?" I relentlessly teased her, putting her hand on her shoulder before she swatted it away, "Alexa, guess what?" "...What." "I think you need to calm d-" "I TOLD YOU NOT TO SAY IT," she shouted but absolutely failed to maintain a straight face and just giggled and grinned, "God dammit." She looked away from me and just smiled and muttered to herself, "Zeus, give me strength. Why do I love this monstrosity of a woman." "Hey Alexa! Hey," I kept pestering her. "Hey little sis! Hey, hey guess what?" "Oh for God's sake," she rubbed her forehead with absolute, undiluted contempt, "What." "Hey Alexa, are you a beaver?" "Wha- oh God." "'Cause *dam.*" "Oh my *Goddd*, screw you," she laughed at my hideously bad joke. I came in and gave her an embrace this time instead of spanking her ass or slapping her and she just fell into my arms like a big lump of Jello. "God, I'm so tired..." she finally whimpered. "I know, honey," I smiled and pet the back of her head. Her job was a real bitch to her sometimes. It's not what she wanted to do, but it's what she got stuck with doing, I'm sure a lot of people on here can relate. "Look, I'm gonna go wash off this makeup and we'll spend the night in, alright? I'll make you something nice." "Hm..." she pondered, looking back up at me from my left shoulder, "Fine. As long as it's frozen and comes in a bucket." "Hah," I laughed, "Deal. Now let me quickly hop in the shower and wash up and I'll meet you for a little dinner date, how's that?" "Oh, what a coincidence," she grinned, "I haven't showered yet, either." My sister and I argued some more in the shower for about 5 minutes when I let her wash my hair and she kept telling me to "put your head back farther" and I told her that "If I put it back any farther I'm gonna be upside down, just wash my fucking hair." And *I swear to God*, she got that shit in my eye on purpose and then had the balls to blurt out, "See? I *told you* to put your big, dumb head back." This led to a very brief bit of play-wrestling, which quickly devolved into unbridled sex as soon as my sister's finger "accidentally" slipped inside of me. "Oh, you like that, don't you, bitch?" she snarled at me, her face right up in my grills, laughing and taunting me with our wet bodies sandwiching one another. I hiked a leg up, fiendishly smiling at her before going in for a kiss and her tongue impulsively jumped out to meet mine. After that, our fates were sealed. After some scissoring and licking and just a teeny little bit of fisting, we emerge about 45 minutes later from the shower. And, true to my word, after we got dressed I went and retrieved a pail of our finest dinnertime vanilla ice cream. FOOD TIME! Now, we actually have a secret for how to do ice cream really neat and interesting. This is something you can only do by eating one serving plain and then purposefully letting the rest melt, but I swear it'll make sense. So for this, what you'll need is a bottle of Magic Shell. For those who don't know, basically it's like a chocolate mix that hardens when it comes in contact with something cold. It's supposed to form a hard chocolate shell around an ice cream sundae, hence the name. Anyway, you leave the ice cream on the counter until most of it's melted through. Then you take the Magic Shell and shake it up real good, then pour the whole fucking thing into the pail while your sister (or other preferred significant other / family member) stirs with a long spoon. Then replace it in the freezer. And boom, you got some absolutely *amazing* chocolate chunk ice cream. How did we learn this? We had a power outage once during a big-ass storm and decided to eat some ice cream before it melted. Well, it did, in fact, melt by the time the power went back on. And it was actually Mom, of all people, who had the bright idea of pouring the whole fucking container of Magic Shell into the ice cream. It came out looking like a chocolate ant burrow from Hell because we didn't think to stir it, but it was delicious. Anyway, that's what we had. The whole fucking pail. Truthfully it's a wonder we're still skinny to be honest. Thank God for a fast metabolism, I guess. And you know what? When my sister came home, she looked like hot shit. But sitting there in front of the TV, eating ice cream and laughing with me as we joked together and watched Sewayaki Kitsune no Senko-San for the millionth time because we're filthy degenerate weebs? You really wouldn't be able to tell that she had a bad day. Well, I mean I guess the fact that we were eating a pail of ice cream on the couch in sweats was kind of a dead-giveaway but you know what I mean. Pretty soon, our ramblings devolved to us debating over the reasons behind why marketing companies choose to make sequel names really confusing. For example, the Xbox One is actually the Xbox 3, which came out after the Xbox 360, which was the Xbox 2. And now we have an Xbox Series S Which is either Xbox 3.5, Xbox 4, or Xbox 4.5 depending on your perspective. Not to be confused with the Series X, or the Xbox One S, or One X. Likewise, we're also considering buying Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2. Not to be confused with Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2. Or the other Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2. Or Call of Duty 2. Or the other Call of Duty 2 that came out at the same time. Or Call of Duty: Modern Warfare, which isn't Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare, by the way. Just be like Sony and when you come out with the 5th Playstation, call it the fucking Playstation 5, for God's sake, no one cares and it makes it way easier to tell one from another. This conversation went on for a *while*. Post-sex food talk with siblings just hits different. Anyway, I digress. (Rant incoming!) I like to end the day on a high note if I can. And that high note doesn't always have to involve sex. I mean, sure, sex helps. But the bottom line is that sex is a bonus. It was always the bonus. Sitting on the couch, lightly punching each other in the shoulder and laughing when we spill the ice cream, trading spoons and feeding each other like we're in some bad rom-com (then purposefully getting some on my nose so she can lick it off), and discussing weird-ass non-sequitor topics. *Those* are my favorite moments. I'm sorry, I'm waffling on. I'm a hopeless romantic, I know. But that's my favorite part of being with Alexa. Yes, she's my sister, yes that's a massive-turn-on to the both of us. I won't lie. Incest is hot. So is showing off. But it's not why I fell in love with her. I could sit here on my PC and write a great big long list of reasons why, but I think that anyone else who's been in love knows what I'm talking about. And, frankly, that'd make for a really poor update. That said, this is pretty much how we spend 95% of our time together. Being deliberately argumentative little shits (as all siblings who live together generally do), calling each other names, play-fighting, eating ice cream on the couch after long days, going on dinner dates (or failing to), teasing one another, being supportive, and almost constant conversations whenever we're in the same room. It doesn't make for exciting, hot erotica, but it's the reality of our relationship nevertheless. I typically stick with writing about our spicier moments since that's this subreddit's MO, let's be honest. And truthfully the only time we orgasmed that day was in the shower. So not much really happened between us. This story's more representative of what it's actually like to just *be around* us. Yes, we are exhibitionists and love writing stuff that gets other people off. I honestly take it as a compliment. I put a lot of effort into trying to convey the feelings that are going on in the heat of the moment as best as I can. And it's really personally satisfying to get that reception. It's like a cam girl getting other people off by what she's doing, I guess. We both love showing off and love the reception that gets. But that's only one aspect of who my sister and I are as people. This is the other side, this is a small part of what I cut out when I write the smutty stuff. I tried to make it as interesting as I can. But I'll totally understand if it's not as well-received. (End rant) \--- Anyway, a little PSA. Since coming on here, the both of us had been absolutely inundated with questions, which is fantastic and please keep asking! I honestly don't mind! But because of this, we decided to do a running Q+A that'll be pinned to our profile. Expect something in the next week or 2, it'll basically be a constantly updating list of either commonly-asked or interesting questions that we receive. Just an FYI, it's a little side-project so I'm not sure when it'll be up but I'll let you know! And keep 'em coming, it's always interesting to hear everyone's different perspectives. Thanks!

[F] Getting to know my roommate [M] - Parts 1 and 2

I (20F) have recently moved into an apartment with my girlfriend "Maya" (19F). We've been planning it for a bit, mainly so I could finally escape my weird parents. We're far from wealthy so we tried to look for a place we could share with someone else, share the rent and all. We found this guy "Jared" (23M), and since we're built like a bundle of twigs we felt living with a man would be safer. Maya especially is pretty paranoid about home invasions, stuff like that. So we contacted him and started planning the move. The apartment wasn't huge, Maya and I were sharing the only vacant room which meant we couldn't bring tons of stuff. Apart from that, there was Jared's room, a small kitchen connected to the living room and a small bathroom with a shower/bath. Overall pretty cozy, we both prefer smaller spaces. Jared and Maya quickly hit it off, he seemed like a cool guy, bit awkward but to his credit we were basically strangers. We finished settling down, him and Maya we're basically already friends (she's good at forming quick friendships, for better or worse). First real night there, I quickly got comfortable. Nudity isn't really a problem for me, I didn't really think too much before putting on nothing more than an old t-shirt and panties. Maya, being her prude self, was hanging out in the living room with Jared wearing ample black pajamas. I joined them and we checked out the latest The Last of Us episode (good shit by the way). Maybe 15min in, I realized Jared was throwing quick glances at my chest and thighs, honestly didn't mind. But then I'm pretty sure I saw a boner as he crossed his legs, as if to hide it. I thought it was pretty funny I was having that effect on him, especially considering I was wearing more than I usually would. After that I kinda feel like teasing him, maybe wear a big long shirt without panties before heading to bed, but honestly he seems like a nice guy and I don't want to make him uncomfortable. What should I do? ~~~~~ I want to thank you all for how well received the first post was, especially with all the suggestions (some better than others). To clear things up, I am not cheating on Maya. We're in an open relationship and my *interactions* with men are no secret to her. Also, I'm not going to jump at him and fuck him immediately, I'm doing this slowly. Partly because it's more fun that way, and because I want to be able to backtrack if he's not into it. We did just move in and Maya would slit my throat if I caused us to get kicked out. Lastly, I don't want to involve her against her will. Some of you did suggest stuff that could accidentally make him think she's the one teasing him, which is, to put it simply, *a bitch move*. Now this morning, I took a shower and left the door unlocked, because why not? No one came in, unsurprisingly, and I got out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me, but not before "accidentally" leaving a pair of panties on the floor. He was in the kitchen and I could feel his eyes on me. That's the end of the fun stuff for that morning, we all left home pretty early. Most of the evening passed without anything interesting happening, and as it went dark outside I changed my outfit for something more comfortable and *lighter*: an old long t-shirt that just barely reached my thighs, and a whole lot of nothing else. I joined Maya in the living room, she was wearing once again a normal pj, but grey this time (exciting I know). We started up our ps4 and played Minecraft (I swear we're adults), and Jared came out of his room to hang out with us. Immediately, I saw his eyes stray away from the enticing gameplay and I knew my clothing was having the intended effect. I can't say for sure, but the way I was sitting was probably giving him the smallest of glimpses of my lady bits. We must've stayed like that for an hour, until Maya was too tired and headed to bed. I got up and followed her, but "accidentally" dropped my phone. I bent over for a couple seconds, right in Jared's field of view, and I think it's safe to say the shirt left nothing to his imagination. I didn't even look back, going straight to bed. This isn't much, but tomorrow I'll have the whole day to keep teasing him. Keep giving ideas, my creativity has its limits.

[B/S] I (19M) had a nice night with my sister (23F)

How's it going y'all, I've been a long time stalker of this subreddit and after seeing a lot of success stories and realizing that incest is a lot more common than I thought, I decided I would try making moves on my sister. For some backstory, simplicity, and context, we'll call me George and her Alyssa. Alyssa and I have always been close, with her really being the only person there for me while I was going through a really rough time in my life. I was about 17 or 18 when I started noticing her more and more and thinking of her sexually. When I turned 18 though, she started making more comments on how good I looked, wearing less around me, cuddling up to me more, and just being generally more inquiring into my personal aspect of my life, relationships, sex life, etc. I became used to her questions and now we talk about sex and relationships openly, and sometimes we sleep in the same bed on rare occasions. Alyssa is about 5'3-5'4 in height, 110-120 lbs, really great personality, really nice thighs and butt, probably a b cup in boob size, beautiful brunette-blonde hair, nice plump kissable lips, and gorgeous brown doe eyes. I'm about 6'0, 200 lbs, dark brown hair, hazel eyes, quite muscular and about 6.5-7 inches in penis size. Alright, here's the event. On December 20th, after I woke up and went to the gym, I texted Alyssa seeing if she was doing anything later that evening around 7pm. She said she was working until 6:30pm, so she wouldn't be free until around 8:30pm, as she lives 45 minutes away from work and she'd possibly have to get ready. I asked her if she wanted to catch a movie or go for a drive listening to our favorite songs or something. She said sure and she'd text me when she was free. At around 8:45pm, she texted me and told me that she wasn't going to be able to go out, and she wanted to stay at her apartment because her cat had fallen ill, but she told me I could still come over if I wanted to. I said sure and asked if she had eaten yet, to which she replied no and I told her that I could stop on the way and get some panda express. She said that sounded great, and I told her I'd be there in 30ish minutes. I threw on my blue jeans and some tight fitting shorts underneath that showed off my quads really well, and a t-shirt with a hoodie over top. I made my way out the door, got in my car, and headed over, getting food on the way. When I got there at around 9:30pm, she opened the door and was wearing a crop top that showed her boobs really nicely, and some booty shorts that made her ass look amazing. I immediately had to take my hoodie off as she keeps her apartment at 80 degrees and gave her a hug and a kiss on the forehead. I asked her what movie she was gonna put on as I started taking our food out. She said she wanted to watch the polar express (10/10) and said thank you for the food and keeping her company. I replied that she was welcome, and sat down on the couch with my food. She sat down next to me after starting the movie, grabbing her food too and laying with her legs over my thighs. After finishing our food, she got up and threw away our trash, and I got a really good view of her ass as she bent down to pick up a wrapper she dropped. She noticed me looking and I quickly looked away and felt my cheeks start to redden. She didn't say anything, but came back over and rested her head on my shoulder, with her hand resting on my stomach. I laid my arm around her shoulders, and starting rubbing her shoulder, which I knew she loved. Eventually, after a while, I could tell she was dozing off, and she readjusted her lower half, with her butt facing towards the back of the couch, which tightened her shorts and I got a great view of her ass. While stealing looks at it, I started getting a little hard, and she eventually fell asleep and her hand that was resting on my stomach went limp and fell on my belt buckle, mere inches away from my hardening dick. Because of the extra blood flow, I started getting really hot down there, but I didn't want to wake Alyssa up, and if I took my jeans off, my shorts would show my dick in plain sight. Eventually, I managed to focus on the movie enough to where my boner went away, and I moved really slowly, managing to not wake Alyssa up as I made my way to the bathroom and took my jeans off, with now just my shorts and t-shirt on. When I came out, Alyssa was awake and asked me if I could turn the heat off, as she was tired and was going to go to bed. I turned the heat off, and as I was saying my goodbyes, she turned around and asked if I could stay the night with her. I asked her if there was any reason, and she said she was just feeling kind of lonely. I said alright, and got into her bed, and she said she was going to use the restroom really quick. I asked her if it was cool if I took my shirt off, because I usually don't sleep with one on, and she said yeah that'd be great. After about 10 minutes, she came out of the bathroom with only panties and a bra on, asking if it was okay to sleep like this because she usually sleeps in her underwear. I said it'd be fine, because it's basically the same as a bikini. She got into bed, and laid on her side, facing away from me as I remained on my back. We said our goodnights and turned off the lights. Sometime around 3am, I woke up and I was spooning Alyssa, with my crotch right up against her butt. I immediately became hard, and started to turn away from her, when she stopped me and said she was enjoying being cuddled. I wasn't sure if she had felt my boner or not, but I obliged and laid back down next to her, and she moved further back towards me, pressing her ass right up against my dick, which was fully erect. She kind of let out a little sigh, as my dick pressed up against her ass, and said it was okay that I was hard, as she laughed and said it was because she had a great ass. I kinda laughed and said "yeah, you really do" to which she laughed even more and said back "goodnight silly". We both woke up in the morning, and I realized she had actually taken her panties and bra off, and was fully naked. She turned towards me, and kind of hugged me awkwardly, with her bare boobs pressing up against my bare chest, and said she hoped I didn't think it was too weird. I enjoyed the feeling of her boobs very much, and said I didn't mind at all. I checked the time and realized I had to be at work in 3 hours, so I told her I had to leave and go back home. She said okay, so I kissed her on the forehead, gathered my clothes and left. When I got back home, I texted her I made it home safely and she texted back "I'm glad, and I enjoyed both of your company last night" to which I replied "Both?" and she texted back "Both ;)". To which I can only assume she meant my penis. So that's where we're at now, any advice would be appreciated it. I will for sure keep y'all updated.

[A/Ne] How do I break the ice with my aunt

All involved individuals are 18+ and if you wanna catch up with my story check out the very first post on my profile. Hey, it has been 2 months since my last post on this topic and I just wanted to give you an update on my situation. So to be totally clear: there's has been neither sexual intercourse yet, nor did we kiss or opened up about our feelings. But I tried to realise some of your advice and I think I'm headed in the right direction. Over the last few weeks we really normalized a few things that I talked about with you guys. For example, we do the movie nights weekly now and they've become really great. Every movie night we end up snuggling up and cuddle. It feels really great. Also, tried to make our hugs more intimate and now they're really long and passionate and cute. Also (and I don't know if it's real or just my imagination), I feel like when she kisses me on my cheeks she holds the kiss one second longer than she did a few months earlier and they feel much softer. And sometimes when one of us sits at a table the other one hugs the one sitting from behind and sometimes kisses them joyfully. I also do sport exercises weekly with her but not a lot has happened there. I honestly just wait for the moment she asks for help with one exercise or the moment she is cramped so I can massage her, but maybe I'll just offer her a massage one day. I also tried to build sexual tension by talking about sexual stuff, but I haven't been able to go this far yet. A few weeks ago we started occasionally going out for dinner. Not (yet) like a date where we dress up really good (I do of course in order to seem attractive but she does not more then usually), but I feel like with every dinner she puts a bit more effort into looking good or maybe it's just me falling more and more in love with her and being more and more desperate for her. 2 weeks ago though we were out in a bar and talking and we were at one point talking about my relationship status. She was looking around and asking me about women and wether I found them attractive or not. Sometimes I said yes, but finally I said those weren't really my type. I described a woman who looks similar to her and even said I'm more into women who are older than me, but I didn't specify how much older. She was a bit surprised because usually it's the other way around but otherwise she didn't seem to despise me for that. When I asked her about dating she said that she's too old and I tried to encourage her that she's not. She just chuckled and I was trying to convince her (and even held her hand gently during that and she held mine as well) and she smiled at me the whole time but at some point just changed the subject. Some other stuff I did was to compliment her on a daily basis, stroking her (which she did as well) and occasionally cooking for us and buy her flowers. I feel like there's some sort of tension and romantic atmosphere but I don't know how to take it to the next level without rushing it. What should I do?

I give blowjobs on the first date because men keep ruining my impression of them during the date [F] [F25]

I tend to end first dates with a goodbye blowjob. If you're gonna walk me to my door, you deserve a blowjob. You paid for my ice cream, you deserve a blowjob. You pinned me to the wall and allowed me to grind on your knee while making out? Definitely let me suck you off. I've found that as I've gotten older, my standards for hookups have gone up. If you make too many sexist remarks in a row, I'm revoking your complimentary blowjob. If you make autistic jokes, you're paying for the entire meal. I'm sorry, unless you have a clinically significant score on the [RAADS-R](https://embrace-autism.com/raads-r/) (and like, I'm a 136 on it), you're banned from making these jokes to me. So that's why I've been sucking guys off before our first date. You literally cannot ruin your first impression if you're only allowed to talk after cumming down my throat. This isn't really a thing I can do now that I'm living in student dorms and there are 4 locked doors between the front desk and my apartment's front door, but when I lived by myself, I'd let him pick me up from my front door and I'd give him a blowjob before wearing my shoes. And then I'd try to clean up my blowjob-proof makeup, because you're gonna ruin my lipstick anyway, but that's not the point. The last guy I met at my front door was a guy who lived on my floor. He's friends with my flatmate Danielle, so he's definitely seen me [traipsing around the flat wearing next to nothing](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/y6p83l/ive_instituted_a_clothesoptional_policy_in_my/). Told him to arrive at 4.15pm and he did, so that deserves a blowjob. As usual, I was running a little late, but I did tell him I planned to leave at 5, so there was more than enough time for me to deliver a blowjob as he stood outside my room. It took him a while to get the message and facefuck me, but I got him to hold my head in a nice and firm grip. Just thrust into my open mouth and throat loudly, and get over how loud it actually was. He's not like, massive, so I had a somewhat pleasant time running my hands up and down his thighs. It took him around 5 to 10 minutes before he started thrusting harder and I could feel his cock swelling, so I pushed myself to the base of his cock, and kinda zoned out a little while he came. Like it was zoning out in a slutty way, because I do love the smell of a guy's crotch and pubic hair, but also in an ADHD way, because I was also thinking about dinner. Anyway, the date wasn't really all that special. I see why Danielle said that she doesn't see what I see in him, but she's kinda accepted that I go on dates not because I'm looking for a long-term relationship, but more because I'm looking for potential fwbs. Unfortunately, this guy did not pass the vibe check. Made some ableist joke about people with ADHD and autism, which was especially rude because you guys know me as the naked ADHD nerd in Danielle's flat. So he's only getting 1 blowjob out of me.

I'm having an affair with my older brother

My older brother Chris has always been a pretty big fan of my ass. My body in general, really, proven by the many many many times I’ve caught him ogling me when leaving the shower or pool or otherwise indisposed… *But my ass?* Well, my ass is something of Chris' obsession. Case in point: this past weekend. I had just come home from yoga and was about to go change out of my sweaty outfit (*a matching hot pink leggings and sports bra combo he’s always been a pretty big fan of*) when he cornered me in the kitchen with a massive tent pitched in his basketball shorts. His hands were all over my ass before I could even get the cap off the water bottle I was holding, and I hardly got a chance to stop him (*not that I would have…*) before he had my leggings halfway down my legs and his face buried in my ass and thighs from behind. I won’t lie…this had become something of a routine for us. An exchange of words wasn’t even needed. What we had developed over the course of our…affair…or whatever you want to call fucking your own sibling on the down low right under your parents nose…well, it went way beyond needing words to decipher the meaning of. For us, it was all feeling. Raw emotion. A primal, impossible to resist urge to obey what our bodies so desperately wanted us to do to each other… Societal norms be damned. And so, right there in the middle of our family kitchen for any of our siblings or parents to come home and stumble in on…the inevitable happened: Chris wasted no time stripping me of the rest of my clothing, and before I could process what was happening….I was being bent over the counter and pounded hard and fast from behind. “You’re so fucking thick,” he at one point whispered in my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine. He was grabbing hold of my ass so hard as he went to town on me that I was sure there’d be bruising there later…not that I minded that, either. I liked Chris leaving his mark on me. It was a silent reminder that no matter what happened…and regardless of whoever the either of us date… That I’d always and forever be his dirty little secret.

The Day I [F20s] Met My Husband [M20s] Part 2 (FFM, Light BDSM, Creampie, Nonfiction)

This is part 2 and picks up right where I left off. If you want to see the beginning of Steph, Adam, and Becca's threesome, [here is Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1272d3w/the_day_i_f20s_met_my_husband_m20s_part_1_ffm/). I’m feeling very much exposed as I move naked across the room to the couch. But I’m determined to get my pussy licked. Whoever wants to do it needs to get to it. I drink some beer and try to be patient. Becca pouts in this exaggerated manner as Adam moves her out of his way, grabs some water, then follows me to the couch. She’s practically stamping her feet. How ridiculous. Under his breath almost, I hear him say, “You’re going to pay for that and you know it.” The look on her face totally changes, and she brightens up immediately. For a few seconds, she pulls a 180 - smiling, eyes wide, nodding - then she’s back to pouting. I see. Adam takes the beer from my hands and places it on the coffee table, then leans between my legs and smells me. Oh fuck. Ok. He breathes me in deeply, and he sort of nuzzles into my thighs like it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever smelt. Or seen. Or nuzzled. We just met. Hours ago. So he doesn’t totally know what I like. He gives me the most gentle caresses across my lips. He lightly breathes kisses all over my mound and on my inner thighs. I break out in goosebumps and shiver hard. This tickles, but I’m loving it, so I try to be still. My goosebumps have goosebumps by the time he finally licks me. As he licks, he nibbles, and kisses. I feel like a fucking princess right now. Like this gorgeous prince is down on his knees, worshiping my pussy with his mouth. It’s too much. He dives in fully now, licking up my slit then flicking my clit with his tongue. It’s slow and I’m getting more and more frustrated. Every time he makes his way back up to my clit it’s like Christmas. I give a whole body shudder every single damn time. My reactions make him chuckle and his breath tickles. On the next pass he takes at my clit, I seize the opportunity. I lift my hips and start to close my legs to try to trap his head right there. Please, right there! This motherfucker backs off and leaves me humping the air. He looks up at me and I can see the smirk in his eyes. I’m not in charge here. Fine. I get why Becca was stamping her feet now. I feel like doing the same. I settle my hips back down, and he rewards me. Thank fucking god. He licks and flicks and sucks on my clit, moaning into it the entire time. I’m thrilled but totally stunned. I have no control over my body and my legs twitch somewhat to the rhythm of his tongue. My abs are tense and I’m panting. He backs off slowly this time and is only gone long enough to wet a finger. He rubs me with it at first, then starts to finger me. It sinks in deep and he fucks me in tandem with his tongue movements. “I want to fill you more,” I hear him say under his breath. And I feel another finger ease its way inside me. I’m definitely full. Much like his cock, these fingers are thick. He’s slim everywhere else, but damn he’s got thick digits. He works my pussy with two fingers and I feel like I’m well and truly being fucked. His mouth is back on my clit and I arch my back in pleasure. I let out these pants and moans in sync with his fingers. Can this never end? I’d like this to never end. But Becca is feeling ignored. She gives a little “ahem” noise and scoots up to us on her knees. He acknowledges her then swoops up to kiss me hard. His face is covered in my juices and I smell and taste myself. He holds my head in his wide hands again as we make out. I can feel his dick against my leg and he’s at half-mast again somehow. He breaks the kiss and I know my face looks all flushed and shiny with pussy juice just like his does. I feel lightheaded. In a good way. He stands and she kneels on the couch with her head between my thighs again. He gets behind her and pulls off her panties too. I throw my head back again as Becca picks up where he left off. She’s aggressive compared to Adam and sucks my tiny clit hard into her mouth as she fingers me. SMACK She jumps forward a tiny bit, but her face is mashed into my pussy so she doesn’t make it far. She falters on licking me for a second but is soon back to it. SMACK SMACK Becca moans into my pussy and it makes me grind into her tongue. I love hot breath on my clit. She’s got two fingers in me as she licks and sucks, but I am really wishing it was Adam’s cock. Like really really wishing. I hump her fingers and face as more slaps ring out. Then she gasps and goes slack against me for a second. I struggle to raise my head enough to see. Adam is eating her out from behind. He’s giving her long licks from clit to asshole and back again. We continue like this for I have no idea how long. Sometimes he stops and smacks her ass. Sometimes she moans into my pussy because it’s all she can manage while he toys with her holes. I feel it in my clit when he starts fingering her too. She shakes her head and dives deeper into me, moaning hard. The vibrations are fucking lovely. I’m probably the wettest I’ve ever been in my life. This is by far the hottest threesome I’ve been part of, and I’ve had my share of group sex. I can feel Becca getting sloppier as her attention moves from my pussy to her own. Becca is one of those extremely lucky women that comes easily and can come over and over again. He gets her there quick with his fingers. She moans higher and louder than before then shakes as she collapses into my pussy. Her fingers stop. Her tongue is out of her mouth and pressed into me. Her face is in ecstasy. She stays this way for all of 3 seconds, then Adam is building her up again. I sit up on my elbows to watch. Damn, the way he fingers her it’s like he’s using his whole arm to fuck her. It moves her entire body with every motion. He starts with hard thrusts then switches to hooking his fingers into her and wiggling them fast. Like you see in squirt porn. She comes again and is practically gurgling in my pussy. I’m so wet and covered in Becca and Adam’s spit that I’m surprised she isn’t drowning down there. As she orgasms, he shoves his face into her pussy and moans into her, lapping up her come. Damn, I wish I was her right now. She’s spent, however, and pulls her fingers out of me and nestles down into the couch. “I need time, holy shit.” She’s panting hard, trying to catch her breath. I look at Adam and see he’s ready for action again. He must really like making women come. Fuck yeah, here we go. I’m up and moving to him immediately. A squirming Becca occupies the couch, coming down. I catch Adam’s eye and give my head a questioning jerk toward the hallway where I assume his bedroom is. He just grabs my hand and we hurry in that direction together. I’m past caring if he knows how much I want to ride that delicious cock of his. I think he’s past caring if I know how much he wants my pussy. I lay back on his bed with my ass hanging off the edge and start to pull him into me with my legs. “Are you sure you want to…?” he stutters out. Like he doesn’t want to say it, but he has to get it out. I don’t have the capacity for words, so I just give him the most enthusiastic head nod he may have ever seen. He stops holding back, and I pull him to me. We’re very very slippery so he slides right in and I give out a little gasp. Holy shit, he’s thick. I was expecting this considering how hard it was to stretch my lips across his head, but it is still a shock to feel it all at once in my pussy. He leans down and kisses me again. This time I taste Becca on his lips. I keep my legs wrapped around his waist to hold him there. We deepen the kiss, really exploring each other's mouths while I grind my hips against his. I’m getting used to his thickness now, and fuck does it feel good. We break apart, gasping for air. Our lips keep finding each other as he thrusts into me steadily now. I kiss his jaw, his lips, his nose, his neck, his collarbone. Anywhere I can reach every time he pushes into me. “Oh fuck Stephanie, your pussy is so fucking tight,” he breathes, “ugh, that’s such a good pussy.” I smile into his neck. That hits my buttons and I tense my abs to push back into him every time he thrusts. He leans back and holds onto my legs to meet my new level of effort. I stretch my arms up over my head and he takes the chance to pin them there. He’s back over me again, holding me down. “Fuuuuuck Adam, yes!” I moan loudly as he picks up speed. I steal a glance at his face and find his eyes screwed shut. He’s biting his lip and breathing hard. I am in no way ready for this to end, so I unwrap my legs and stop bouncing into him. “Want to switch it up?” I whisper in his ear. He sort of shakes himself and nods at me, releasing my body. I pat the bed and he lays down next to me. I’m fucking grinning as I throw a leg over his waist and position myself to ride him. “Ohhhh fuuuuuuck,” I hear him say as I rub his thick head back and forth across my pussy lips. I agree. "Oh fuck" indeed. I slide him back inside me and start rocking my hips. I steady myself on his chest and bounce my ass to ride him hard and fast. He’s moaning oh so good again, and telling me all the ways he likes my pussy and my body. I love hearing him say how good I feel wrapped around his cock. I feel like a goddamn goddess, tits bouncing, hair flying, and ass smacking hard against his thighs as I ride his dick. I’m in fucking heaven, with that thick head of his hitting me just right every time I come down. It’s hard to breathe, let alone speak. I don’t know how he’s doing it. I slow down and give him a few long grinds, moaning it out. Then I steady my hands on the bed and get my feet beneath me so I can squat fuck him. Almost instantly, his eyes widen and he lets out a long “fuuuuuuck.” Oh yeah, everyone loves this move. It just hits so fucking good. I only get a dozen or so bounces like this before we’re interrupted. “Can you two come back out here and fuck me, please?” Becca is up and ready for more. I let myself down and grind a couple circles into him while I shiver. I am not at all ready to let him leave my pussy, but we can’t leave Becca out. “Coming!” I yell and raise myself off Adam, leaping off the bed without looking back. “You better not be!” she yells back, but I emerge from the bedroom as she says it. She’s in the hallway, her face beaming with delight. “I told you you’d like him,” she throws at me. I roll my eyes. Adam has gathered himself and he’s behind me now. His cock is sticking straight up and glistening with my juices. He wraps his arms around my body and grabs a nipple in one hand and cups my pussy with the other. “I’ve got an idea, come here Steph,” she says, grabbing my hand. Adam releases me and Becca pulls me to the couch again. “Bend over,” she says. I look at her questioningly with an eyebrow cocked for a second. Then she leans over the arm of the couch, with her face down and ass up. It’s exactly like I pictured earlier. I mimic her motion and line myself up next to her. I’m pretty sure she and Adam have also had threesomes before because he knows exactly what she wants. I feel the air shift behind us, then a large hand on my ass. He rubs me slowly at first. Then his motions get jerky and uncoordinated. At the same time, I see Becca’s eyes roll back in her head as her body shakes from the impact. He’s fucking her hard. His hand leaves my ass and I see Becca’s head jerk up slightly. His fingers are snaked through her hair. My view is fucking delightful. Her tits are barely visible, jiggling as he pounds her. Her face is slack and she’s moaning hard. I can’t see him, but I can hear the frequent SMACKs of Adam spanking her as he fucks her. Then her head drops back down to the couch, and hands are on me again. Hell yes, it’s my turn. He guides his cock back between my lips and pushes in hard, but then he holds there. When he fucked me earlier, her started gentle and slow. There was nothing gentle about that thrust just now, and I want more. “Ugh, yes fuck me hard!” I yell out, giving him permission to fuck me like he just fucked Becca. He does. Oh, fuck yes he does. He thrusts hard and fast, sending shockwaves through my body and making me groan into the couch. I try to tilt my ass up to him more to give him better access. I hear but don’t feel another SMACK. He must be spanking Becca again, and I inwardly pout. She must have seen my face fall because she says for me, “Steph likes it rough too. Probably rougher than me even.” You don’t have to tell Adam anything twice apparently. I feel the slap on my ass and give a little jolt then a very slight wiggle. He’s pounding away at me after all, and I do not want to interrupt that. As he fucks me, he’s now slapping my ass then Becca’s alternating between us. My pussy is in bliss. My ass is thrilled. I can’t fucking believe this is actually happening. I want more. I lift my head up and look behind me to catch his eye. He’s stopped spanking us now and is instead rubbing the red spots and squeezing and pinching others. I reach back and grab his hand on my side and pull it to my throat. He adjusts and leans over me, applying light pressure - just enough to cut off my air without actually squeezing. His thrusts have renewed vigor and now the only slapping sounds are of his thighs on my ass. He’s holding onto my hip with his other hand. After what feels like the fastest seconds of my life, he releases my neck and slows down. Back to rubbing my ass. Then he’s gone and my pussy feels nothing but cold air. Becca’s face lights up and I see him loop an arm around to grab her breast as he fucks her again. I decide it’s time to watch again. Yet another fantastic view. Her flesh is bulging through his fingers as he grips her breast and hip. His face is all tight again as he pushes deep into her pussy. Her moans are trending towards screams now as he gets her closer to an orgasm. “If you come, you’ll send me over the edge,” he says to her. The words come in bursts with his breath. He’s struggling to keep it together. “Then we better stop,” she manages with obvious difficulty. I’ve been touching myself as I watch them, but I’m thrilled they’re not done. I don’t want to have to try to make myself come, I’d much rather have help. We all get up and have some water. We’ve been drinking all night and have lost a lot of fluids to sweat and cum and spit. We’re taking a breather, but it’s still hard to keep our hands off each other. I bury my face in Becca’s tits for a few seconds. Adam bites at mine. I give him little spanks and pinches on his ass. It’s nothing like what he did to mine, but fun nonetheless. Becca drops to her knees and gives him a few deep sucks before standing up again quickly. I walk back toward the bedroom and stand naked in the doorway. The bed is big enough for all three of us, and I want more group participation. They join me, and we approach the bed together for what I can tell we all feel is the final round. I jump onto the bed and spin around to look at them. I’m sitting on my heels, slightly bouncing. Adam chuckles at me but doesn’t comment on my eagerness to keep going. But now we seem almost stuck. Seconds ago we couldn’t keep our hands and mouths off each other, but something has changed now that we’re all in bed together. Like we don’t know who should go where or how to start. Nope, I’m wrong. Becca knows. She holds my face in her hands and kisses me. Then she turns to look at Adam and, while still holding me, she kisses him. They break the kiss and Adam kisses me. Triangle complete, we’re back in business. Hands begin to wander again, and the three of us make out. When my lips are free, I use them to nibble and lick and suck someone’s neck or chest. My clit is being stroked sometimes by a large hand and sometimes by a small one. I do my best to return the favor, stroking Adam’s cock, rubbing Becca’s pussy, and thumbing nipples. I could go on a while, but it’s getting hard to focus on the kissing. “I want to make you come now,” Adam says, “both of you.” Becca lays back and Adam lines himself up between her legs to enter her. I get beside them and start playing with her tits. He goes slow at first, we’re not in pound town anymore (I stand by this joke, fight me). She’s got these adorable little gasps and breaths now as he warms her pussy back up. I latch onto a nipple, sucking and biting as her tits jiggle on my face. He’s thrusting harder now, with more of a rhythm. It’s getting hard to hold on to her nipple so I switch to rubbing her clit for her. I rub her like I typically rub myself, quick little circles and back and forths using two fingers. Her face is flushed and she’s breathing and moaning hard again. Her body starts tensing up. Adam grabs her legs together and puts them over his shoulder. He bends over Becca so her knees are almost touching her tits and starts fucking her hard again. There’s no room for clit rubbing, so I lay down beside her and start whispering in her ear. “Do you know how fucking hot you look with that huge cock inside you? Do you want him to make you come? I can’t wait to watch you come on his dick.” And on and on as her orgasm develops. She’s nearly screaming again. Adam has worked hard to build up this orgasm and it’s beautiful to watch her face as it washes over her. It’s a long one. Her body contracts over and over again as she lies moaning under him. He pauses his thrusts and holds still inside her while she convulses on his dick. I bite her ear and she shivers. “Hooooly shiiiiiit,” she groans, “that was.” She doesn’t finish her sentence. Adam is very slowly fucking her now. Each time he pushes in to the hilt, she gives a little shake. Like she’s having a mini-orgasm. I’ve never seen anything like it before. This beautiful creature comes like no other person I’ve met. Adam pulls out of her and lets her legs fall down. She is totally spent now. She hardly moves, and when she does it’s languid and slow and fulfilled. Like a cat waking up from a nap in a sunbeam. He scoots over so he’s in line with my body now. I spread my legs, spit on my hand, and rub my pussy to make sure I’m still nice and wet. I very much am, that spit was superfluous. We grin at each other again, then he taps the head of his cock lightly on my clit before sliding it down and pushing into me again. It seems like he wants to start slow with me too, but I’m not having it. I pull my legs up and grab onto my thighs, folding my body in half. He gets the message and leans into me, bouncing my body hard and fast. I’m immediately moaning loudly. “Oh fuck! Adam!” I yell out, “You fuck me so good!” That really spurs him on and he licks his thumb to rub my clit. He barely moves it, mostly just holding it there for pressure. I have no idea how he knows I like that. It’s glorious. We’re sweating with the effort now, fucking this hard for this long is exhausting and I can tell he’s nearing his limit. He’s not slowing down though and I can see determination in his eyes. “I’m not stopping until you come,” he says. He’s serious. Oh god damn it, he means it. “In that case, I need to be on top,” I reply. We quickly change things up so I’m riding him. I don’t know why, but back then there was only a single way to make me come. I had to hit an angle, hard, at just the right rhythm, until the wave finally crashed over me. I am so insanely glad things are different now. Anyway, with his thick cock filling me all the way up, I start rocking. I’m laying fully on his chest, with my head tucked in by his. I pull up slowly slowly slowly then push down hard, so he hits just the right spot with just the right pressure. I can feel it building in my abs, that ball of pleasure that grows and grows before it explodes out and leaves me twitching and dripping and sighing. Adam and I are cheek to cheek, and he quietly asks, “Is it ok if I come inside you?” I nod and say “yes.” This is building up to be probably the best orgasm I’ve ever had without a toy. Becca is sitting up now, she’s doing the same whispering thing I was doing to send her over the edge. Bless her. “I’ve been dying to fuck you two together for so long,” she says, “you’re so fucking beautiful and you look so fucking good on his cock. Come for us, Steph. Come!” My brains are gone. All I can do is moan right into his ear as I slam down hard on his dick and oh yes fucking finally it’s here. I come hard. So fucking hard. My pussy tightens around his cock and it’s like I’m even fuller than a second ago. My body constricts and I’m squeezing him with every part of me - my legs, my arms, my pussy are all clamped down on him like a vice. Then I feel him twitch inside me and he’s squeezing back. His cock pumps into me and he holds it in as deep as he can while he comes. “Oh fuck oh god oh fuck,” I whisper as I start to come down. Everything is so sensitive and feeling him pump like that was almost too much. We both relax and I lay on him for a short while, catching my breath. We slowly untangle ourselves and clean up. Even though Adam offers for us both to stay, Becca decides to go home. She gets a ride after I assure her the place I'm staying is close enough to walk to. When we say goodbye, we all finally look outside. It's fucking snowing. This is typical of our area this time of year, but it was like 60 degrees earlier in the day. Adam gives me a look and I stop arguing about leaving. He loans me a shirt to sleep in and I opt to stay on his couch. Neither of us are looking for something romantic, so this feels more neutral than sharing a bed. Safer. I sleep hard and wake up to him walking through the apartment. He grabs water for both of us, then sits at the other end of the couch and climbs under the covers. We had a wild, drunken threesome last night within hours of meeting. He’s smart, funny, and was easily the best lay of my life. He wants to wake me up by eating me out. Fuck, I may be in love.

My Older Boss Amy - Playing at the Office

Original Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11o3qb6/my\_boss\_f49\_shares\_too\_much\_on\_zoom\_m32\_mf\_older/ The next day at work was nerve-wrenching & exhilarating. I was at work first, sitting in my office, going through emails and waiting to get my first glimpse of Amy. I heard her come crashing through the main door of our office, as usual. She always carried like 100 things from her car and was always fumbling. With a giant thud, I heard all of her stuff collapse on her desk, and then footsteps started down the hall. She stopped at the door to my office and peeked in. Her face was flushed. Was it from the walk up the stairs to our office, I mused, or could it be that she was nervous & excited to see me too? She smiled and then stepped fully into the doorway. I couldn’t believe my eyes. She was wearing a long white dress. Taut at her breasts, as usual, and I could clearly see her bra through the thin material. It was white as well, but had some sort of black design all over it. My cock stirred in my khakis as my mouth dropped. “Hi” was all she said, and with a wink she kept going down the hall to say hello to the rest of our team. Amy & I worked together on and off throughout the day. Dropping by each other’s offices to chat and talk about issues. The tension was definitely high, and I couldn’t help but drop my eyes at Amy’s tits nearly every time we saw each other. I was sure she noticed, but I was also sure she didn’t mind – several times, she made sure to lean back and push them out towards me while we were chatting. It was so hot. I had actually caught her sneaking peeks at my crotch too. The excitement had me at half-mast almost all day long, so there was definitely a bulge worth looking at. As the day wound down, some of the rest of the staff started to make their way towards the exits. I didn’t have much left on my to-do list either, but there was no way I was leaving that office yet. My phone rang, and Amy asked me to come down to her office to help with something. I gulped as I stood and prepared myself to walk down 3 doorways to the office I had frequented so many times before. It felt different this time, and my palms were sweaty with anticipation. Amy’s desk was covered with a large map when I walked in, she had a chair pulled around the desk onto her side and motioned for me to sit down beside her. I turned the corner and nearly gasped when I saw that Amy had the bottom of her dress hiked ALL the way up, exposing her thick thighs and panties that matched her bra – white with a black design. I quickly sat down before my stiffening dick burst through my pants. Without a word, Amy reached over and started to rub my crotch. My face must’ve been beet-red, but I played along and pretended to be looking at the map with her while I slid my hand onto her legs in reciprocation. Soft and smooth. Amy’s legs felt great. She kept up appearances by asking me questions about easements and grading, and I stammered answers as she pressed harder and harder onto my crotch. Her legs opened slightly, and I was able to begin to rub her crotch as well. I could feel the wetness as I pressed into her panties. I felt her hand start to work the zipper of my pants when both our hands froze. Mike, one of our “Big Bosses” stepped into the office and asked what we were up to. I can’t even imagine the look on both of our faces as we made up some dumb excuse to be looking at maps after 5pm. Mike crooked his head, and looked like he was going to press for more details, but he must’ve changed his mind mid-thought and just shrugged and said he was heading home. We were now the last-ones in the office, so Mike told us to make sure that we double-checked the alarm before we left. The lump in my throat grew as we both listened for the outer door of our office to slam shut. Immediately after it shut, Amy leaned in and began to kiss me, passionately. I could tell that she was just as excited as I was, and our hands started wandering all over each other. Her breasts were my first destination, I couldn’t wait to give them a squeeze and they did not disappoint. Here tits were heavy, even with the bra holding them up, I could feel their weight as I have them a squeeze overtop of her dress. I stood up to gain access to the back of her dress and begin to unzip it. I wasn’t thinking about it, but this put my crotch right at eye level with Amy and she didn’t hesitate to take advantage. While I was fumbling with the zipper of her dress, she undid my belt, popped my button and had my pants totally unzipped. My cock was raging hard at this point, and it immediately pushed through the opening of my boxers and was out in the open. There were no cameras in out office, so Amy & I were free to act as naughty as we wanted. To my disappointment, she didn’t immediately take me into her mouth, but instead she stood up and let the dress fall to her ankles. I was standing too, my cock out, but all the rest of my clothes on, so I tossed off my shirt to match Amy’s state of undress. Before we removed any more clothes, we went back to kissing. As we pressed close, my cock was pushing into her stomach and her tits were pressing into my chest. Her skin was soft and hot. My hands went back to squeezing her tits, and with my new access, I slid my hand underneath her bra and started to tweak her nipples. She moaned with excitement and reached down and began stroking my cock. Quickly, my hands slid behind her back and unclasped her bra. Letting her large breasts fall heavily. Although they were massive, they had some surprising perk. I began to kiss her neck and then made my way down to her nipples. ‘Fuck yes’ Amy moaned as she continued squeezing and stroking my cock. I took turns sucking each nipple while squeezing the other. Next, Amy knelt down in front of me and took my hard cock into her mouth. With her eyes closed, she immediately took the entirety of my shaft down her throat. She began to bounce back and forth, working all the way out to my tip, before slamming back down and burying her face into my stomach. She reached up with her hand and started to massage my balls as well, squeezing them tight, and pulling them down when she had my cock completely deep-throated. I knew I wouldn’t last long with the amazing blowjob I was receiving, so I told Amy to slow down or she would make me cum. She stopped sucking for one second, and told me to just let her know when I was about to cum, then went back to giving me the best sucking of my life. I tried to hold it in as long as I could, but after a few more minutes I was ready to blow, so I tapped her on her shoulder. She got the message and stopped sucking, but she didn’t stop completely. She immediately started stroking me as fast as she could and leaned back. Giving my prime access to shoot my load onto her big tits. I couldn’t believe my eyes as I let loose and rope after rope. My first shot actually hit her in the chin, but quickly dripped down with the rest of my cum that had landed onto her swollen tits. After squeezing every last drop of cum out of my cock, Amy stood up and pressed herself into me again as we kissed passionately. I could feel my hot sticky cum passing onto my chest as well, and I didn’t hesitate to massage what was left of it into her big nipples. ‘Kiss Them’ Amy whispered as I massaged my cum into her. I had never tasted my own cum before, but what I had just experienced was so hot that I didn’t hesitate and immediately began to lick all over her big titties. I paid special attention to her nipples, which made her moan, but I licked up every last drop with her encouragement.

[B/S] Twins 34 last family holiday together

So this happened during our last ever holiday as a family with our parents, we were about 19 just before my sister headed off to uni to study. The holiday was always going to be some fun from the moment we were told we would be sharing a room. Was supposed to be 2 single beds, but when we arrived to check in something had happened in the room we were supposed to be so they upgraded our room to a family room. 10 days of fun followed, but there was a 36hr period in the middle where our parants had gone on an over night trip they left early in the morning and were not due back till late evening the next day. So our day began as we woke up in bed together, where we just lay for a bit cuddling and kissing before taking a long shower together. We then headed out to find some breakfast, it was at this point we realised that we were in a place where nobody knew us and we could walk freely like a normal couple. Off down the street we went hand in hand, stopping occasionally to have a quick kiss (both our hearts were pounding, as this was the 1st time we had ever been like this in public, but it felt so right). So we ate and then headed out round town looking in shops and at local points of intrest. Early afternoon we heaed down to the beach for a long stroll again hand in hand, sitting in places and just enjoying our time. Eventually we decide to head back to the resort and sit by the pool and maybe have a couple of drinks. She decides she wants to head up to get changed, i tell her she is beautiful as she is but she meant into her bikini, so upto our room we go she strips off and is bent over looking in her case, i just stare in total amazement at his beautiful naked young lady. I walk over to her and grab up, spin her round to face me and pull her in close, we begin to to kiss as she is so close she can start to feel my erect penis pressing against her upper thigh. She slowly reaches down putting er hand between us and into my shorts where she grabs my cock and slowly starts jerking me off, getting me harder and harder with wvery stroke. She then turns us so my back is to the bed and pushes me onto the bed she removes my shorts and my t-shirt before climbing on top of me and we continue to kiss, he slowly grinding against me, feeling her getting slowly wetter and wetter. i swap our positios so now she is on her back and im over the top of her, i start to kiss her on her lips and cheeks slowly moving down her neck, her upper chest area and on to her beautiful breasts, sucking on her nipples getting them all erect as she just lets out the odd moan and groan. Moving on down over her stomach i finally reach the top of her thighs. Now i spread her legs and push her leg back towards her shoulders wher she is able to hold them. Looking at her shaved wet pussy and her ass, i dive in face 1st starting to lick her pussy out occasionally inserting a finger or 2 which was greeted by more moans and groans. I continue to lick and finger bother her pussy and her ass for a while before she cries(in a happy and content fashion) for me to stop, her whole body is shaking at this point and she says give me a minute and i will return the favour, which she does, slowly sucking and jerking my cock till its as hard as it can be and dripping wet. Then she gets into position and guides my cock slowly in to her pussy, it felt so good for both of us as she begins to ride me, slowly then fast then slowly an leaning down to kiss me. We work through many different positions and i even take time to slip in in her ass which she loves, at this point i know i am close to cumming and ask her where she wants it, in the ass, pussy, mouth or just over her. She decides in her pussy(shes on birth control) i slip back in to her pussy and with a few more thrusts i explode deep inside her. As i finally pull out she signals for my cock to go in her mouth so she can clean it, and then we just lie there in each others arms, breathless and shaking. We kiss and cuddle some more, she says wow that was amazing. To Be Continued...... (yes there is more to this story, iwill post part 2 tomorrow)

An Impromptu Date with an Influencer Ends in A Mess, In More Ways Than One [MF] Part 1

“What about that one? Lay or nay?” Alex points toward a table near the far end of the dining room. Seated at the worst table in the restaurant was a redhead with freckles peppered over her cheeks, wearing a pleated dress that hugged her curves and plunged at the neckline. Her hair looked expensive under the flattering yellow lighting, flowing into curls that must've taken hours at the salon.Her date, however, was painfully less prepared. ​ “You mean the guy in the pink polo, right?” I clarify, to which Alex nods. On top of his bold choice to pair a pink polo t-shirt with a reversed baseball cap, Mr. Pink Polo had the indignity of making a last-minute reservation, on Valentine's Day, at one of the hottest spots in town. This left him and his date seated next to the kitchen door – giving them front-row seats to Chef Duffy's curse-laden tirades every time the door swung open. “It's fucking raw”, he'd scream in what was a terrible Gordon Ramsay tribute. He wasn't that good a cook. He wasn't even British. ​ “Soooo yeah, lay or nay?” Alex repeated, his voice more urgent. Lay or nay may seem crude, but it's a game Alex and I play to kill time when the bar isn't overflowing with impatient patrons all stabbing their hands out in desperation, as though having to wait a few extra minutes for a gin and tonic would be the end of them. The premise was simple – one of us would pick a random couple, and then both of us would attempt to guess if their date was going to end with them getting laid. Alright, maybe it was a *little* crude. ​ “Lay, one hundred percent” I return, finally responding. ​ “What, no way,” Alex dismissed me. “How is that a one hundred percent lay, eh?”. ​ Alex didn't see what I saw. Curly redhead's fingers were restless, playing with her curls one minute, then pushing them back the next. Her eyes roamed all over Mr. Pink Polo's body as he cracked joke after joke, settling on his biceps far too obviously and much too often. Every time he went to the bathroom to likely do a line, she would yank her neckline down a wee bit further. If Mr. Pink Polo did even one more line, I worried her boob would fall right out onto her plate. *He did order the breast*. “You judge people too quickly,” I explain my juvenile deductive methods to Alex. “Plus, it's Valentine's Day. If you're already on a date, you genuinely need to make an effort to **not** get laid”. “Nah, man, you're wrong. I can tell from the way .....” Alex stops mid-sentence with his mouth agape as Mr. Pink Polo and curly redhead begin to sloppily make out. It gave me little pleasure in guessing correctly. The curly redhead deserved far better. And Mr. Pink Polo was using far too much tongue. ​ “Alright man, that's my cue”, I sigh. “I'm clocking out. Have a good one.” Alex still had his mouth hanging open, shaking his head as Mr. Pink Polo began to get handsy. “Even frat boys get the lay on Valentine's.” After having to pick up a shift at the very last minute because the all other bartenders mysteriously fell ill, I was excited to unwind with a few cold ones and a book. ​ “Wait,” Alex grabs my shoulder, “*that* though, that's a guaranteed nay.” I turn back and follow his gaze. Seated in the very middle of the dining area was a woman who, by all accounts, was stunning. Her olive skin practically glowed, while her hair was a dark chestnut with a few rebellious streaks of blonde falling out from behind her ear. The only problem? She's alone, and she's been alone for the last two hours. Her only companions were the Wellington main that she's been prodding with her fork for the good part of half an hour, the quarter-drunk bottle of red in the middle of the table, and the wine glass she kept twirling between her fingers in-between Wellington prods. ​ *No one deserves this on Valentine's Day* ​ Waving Alex off, I quickly decide to comp a dessert for her on my way out, trying to get one of the waiters to send over a panna cotta to her table. Yet, none of them seem to notice, all juggling trays streaming in and out of the kitchen. I finally resolved to grab one from the line when Chef Duffy had his back turned. I'm an overthinker by nature, and every possible outcome blazes through my mind as I make the walk over. A woman left alone at dinner. Possibly drunk. On Valentine's Day. The nerve. The gall. The *audacity*. But her table is approaching far too quickly, and I haven't got the words to explain myself so, when I finally get to her table – I lie. ​ “Compliments of the chef,” I place the white plate of gelatin down by her. Her eyes examine me first – oh fuck her eyes, they're blue like the ocean, and likely just as deep. The longer they're on me, the longer she stares at me, the more strained my breath becomes. Quickly, I clear my throat and smile, hoping she doesn't notice. ​ “Join me?” she asks in a wobbly voice, her tone still uncertain if I pose a threat but deciding to say fuck it. ​ “Thanks, but ….,” I try to decline, but she raises her palm to me. ​ “Really?” her voice suddenly jumps. “You're really going to say no to the woman who's been sitting alone for the last hour?” she raises her shoulders and shoots me a smile, her full lips slightly parting. ​ My smile widens. For someone who's likely been stood up, she seems remarkably upbeat. ​ “Well, it's been around two hours, actually,” I chuckle, pulling out the chair. ​ She snorts so loudly that Mr. Pink Polo takes a break from excavating curly redhead's mouth with his tongue and spins around. I see a glimpse of her cheeks flushing before she covers her mouth with a napkin. “So that's how our date is going to start, by you making fun of me….,” she trails off, her eyes searching for my name tag to complete the sentence. ​ “I'm Tyler,” I remark. “And this is a *date*?”. ​ She nods and pours herself another glass of wine. “Unless you would rather not be on a date with me? I'm Bea and you”, she reaches out, handing over the wine glass which she's gripped at the stem “are two glasses behind.” ​ Looking across from me, I study Bea quickly – who's even more gorgeous up close – high cheekbones, her face lightly if ever so slightly bronzed, and a short streak of black over each eye. Her features were stunning, and yet her eyes were kind and soft – an infatuating combination that probably led many a guy trudging up to her, only to sit down and realise just how far out of their league she was. ​ She's wearing a white mini-dress, with thin straps and a neckline that merely teases - flashing just enough cleavage that my eyes linger for just a handful of seconds too long --- ​ “I'd take that's a yes then?” she crosses her arms, bringing my attention back to her face, now cheekily smirking. I'm thankful that I'm sitting, repositioning myself to hide the nominal erection I didn't realise I was sporting. ​ I try to speak, but the only words that seem to disentangle from my tied tongue and fall out are, “I..... er.” ​ “Gosh, aren't bartenders usually smoother than this? You must make a pretty good cocktail if you're”, she circles her finger highlighting all of me, “this bad at flirting.” ​ Flirting never came naturally to me. Instead, I relied on humour and quirkiness, which women usually find endearing. It didn't hurt that I topped those qualities off with a wide chest and prominent biceps. Bea, however, was looking right through me, disarming me much too easily. I raise my hands in surrender. “So, what's the story here, or was this”, I pick up the bottle of red, one of our more expensive ones, “your date?”. ​ To her credit, Bea barely hesitated to respond, explaining how she had a first date scheduled for tonight. Some banker she met on Bumble. They'd been talking for a week. He insisted they meet here, at one of the fanciest restaurants in the city. *I know the owner* Bea animatedly moved her head from side to side doing a poor impersonation of Mr. Banker. ​ “That's a terrible impersonation.” ​ “How would you know what he sounds like?”. ​ “No one sounds like that.” ​ She snorts again. “Fuck, sorry,” she says. ​ “Don't be.” ​ “Okay, maybe you're not such a bad bartender after all.” ​ Laughter begins to fill the table and the wine begins to set and flow through us, our mouths becoming looser, our words louder, our glares warmer. “I'm impulsive,” she suddenly admits, her words slow and deliberate – but I already knew this – a bunch of lilies inked on her right arm with vines coiling down past her elbow and a butterfly paired with two starbursts on her left, a dead giveaway. ​ I've stared at her for too long now, the whites of her eyes lightly stained with red, looking back at me intently. “Tell me three things I should know about you” I blurted out. ​ “I hate this game,” she says biting her lips in thought. They're full, the kind of lips that you can instantly picture kissing, and painted in maroon tonight. “Okay so firstly, I don't sleep with guys on the first date, not even on Valentine's Day, and especially after being stood up.” ​ “Well, even if you were – I would have said no,” I bring my palms together resting them on the table. ​ Bea's right eyebrow raises. “Is that right?” she scoffs. “Well, aren't you my knight in shining armour!”. She slaps her hand on the table. “Second thing – I don't need saving, okay?!” Bea crosses her arms and looks away. She's feigning anger, but I can tell there's a smidgen of truth in the sideways glare she shoots me. ​ “Okay, last one. I'm itsbeababe.” ​ She pauses for a second, eyes fixed on me. Then, she tilts her head to the side, her lips curving. She's waiting for me to figure it out. When she finally realises I'm not going to, she responds with four words that bring the entire conversation to a crashing halt. ​ “I'm an influencer.” ​ I audibly gulp. ​ “That's my social media handle.” ​ The entire night suddenly feels like a house of cards that has come crashing down. Still, I force myself to nod and go, “wow, that's great.” ​ “Wow. Holy shit, you have a terrible poker face!” she exclaims. ​ “What, I didn't say anything!” I meekly protested. But she's right. I do dislike influencers. No, I hate them. “I'm sorry, I'm just not a big fan of the whole influencer culture.” “And here I thought this date was going somewhere.”I laugh, and she rolls her eyes at me. “You're lucky, you're cute. Normally, I'd ask you to fuck off, okay?” she grabs her butter knife a playfully points it at me. “And I'm in no mood to stop drinking just yet. How's about a bet?” she suggests. ​ “A bet?” I repeat quizzically. ​ “Yeah, give me a chance to change your antiquated mindset on influencers.” ​ I'm intrigued. “So what's the bet then?”. ​ “If I change your mind by the end of the night”, she rolls her wrist to get a good look at her watch, “in 3 hours, then you have toooo…,” she scans the dining room, looking for inspiration. “You have to make me a drink that's not on the menu. Every single time I come in. On the house.” ​ “That just means I’ll be able to see you more often,” I remind her, the wine clearly now having its way with my words. ​ “What makes you think I’ll be coming in for that drink alone?” she retorts, a beat barely skipped. ​ *Touché.* ​ Free drinks were easy. She doesn't know how easy that would be because she doesn't know the truth yet. I don't need to think about what I want either, it instantly leaps out at me. “And if I win, I get to post whatever I want on your social media account, and you cannot delete it.” ​ “Oooooh”, she considers this. “Deal,” she extends her hand out across the table. ​ “Quite formal, aren't we?” I took her palm in mine. ​ “Well, we've yet to establish that you aren't a serial killer. Yet.” ​ “Oh no, just the two bodies. Haven’t worked up to serial status just yet.” She ignores me. ​ When Bea calls for the bill, the waiter stares at me, then her, then back at me. “It's er, on the house”, he manages finally. ​ “No please, I insist on paying,” Bea rebuffs him and extends her card out. ​ “One minute please.” Our waiter spins on his heel and speed walks to the back of the kitchen.“I do get this a lot”, Bea explains. “But I swear, I always pay.” ​ “Well, aren't you a noble influencer.”Our conversation is interrupted by someone new – the manager. “Ma'am, the bill is on the house on account of Mr. Tyler. ​ ”I point at myself sheepishly. “Why, thank you, Christopher.” ​ “Well, er …” Bea stammers and then finally gets a “thank you” out with a smile. ​ I'm grinning like a Cheshire cat when Bea says, “You're judging me, aren't you.”“I am.” I *was*. ​ I can almost feel the heat emanating from her cheeks that began to turn red. I want to tell her it's fine but pushing her chair back, Bea's already walking past me when she continues speaking. “Chop chop Tyler, we don't have all day.” ​ A pity we didn't. Spinning around as Bea walked past me, I finally see the back of her dress or lack thereof. Two thin straps crossed each other in an X across her back, exposing her shoulder blades. Were exposed shoulder blades always this alluring? ​ *God.* ​ Her dress flowed down to a handful of inches below her bum cheeks, the hem loosely swaying and bouncing, giving little away to what they hid. ​ “Where are we going?”. ​ “You'll see.” ​ A few minutes and a bumpy Uber ride later, and we're at a place that was the antithesis of the restaurant – a dive bar. Flattering yellow lighting gave way to garish, fluorescent hues that only served to illuminate the various graffiti scrawled across walls and tables. A jukebox? Check. A bartender with a beer gut? Check. A pool table? Bea had already picked up a cue before I noticed it in the far corner of the bar. ​ “Bea doll, it's been too long!” a voice boomed from across the bar. Turning around, I see the bartender running towards Bea, his belly and beard bouncing in unison. It was oddly mesmeric. Upon reaching her, he raised her in the air, wrapping his arms around her torso. “How I've missed you!” he added, still very much hugging. ​ “Robbbb”, were the only words Bea managed as Rob swayed her from side to side. “Robbbb”, Bea squealed, “my dress!”. It had ridden up her thighs ever so slightly, and the bottom curve of her bum cheek peeked out, bare. ​ Was she not wearing any underwear? ​ “Sorrey, sorrey,” Rob gruffed, finally eased his grip, gently letting her down. “It's been so long, I didn't think you're ever coming back round here”. Rob's gaze finally moved away from Bea, and he noticed me standing idly by the pool table. “Sorrey, I didn't see - you'ze on a date? “What about Patri--.” Bea slapped Rob across the chest, who mouths sorrey to her – twice. At least, I think that's what his lips were saying. The lighting by the pool table is terrible at best. Rob fetches a jug and two mugs by us, already filled. “Still a Bud girl, I hope.” ​ Bea's already racked up the balls, lifting the wooden triangle away when I ask her, “Soo, is Patrick the … ” ​ “The banker?” Bea finishes my question for me. “No, he's just an ex”, she explains. “This”, she extends her cue, sweeping the air across the bar, “is my scene. *Was* my scene. I'm much more at home here than I was at that fancy restaurant”. Bea fires the cue ball into the triangle of multicoloured balls, sending them flying into different corners, with one or two dropping into pockets with a satisfying *plop*. She then makes a bee-line for the table with our beers, chugging around half her pint and leaving her with a foam stake. “What”, she chuckles, looking at me and giving her a look. ​ I take a few steps toward her and trace the top of her upper lip with my thumb, swiping off the foam. It's the first time I've touched her, but the first thing that grabs the attention of my senses is her fragrance. A faint aroma of spice is followed quickly by a wisp of citrus, and then vanilla. Some of it is from her hair, the rest from her perfume. Her aroma distracts me so that my thumb just stays there, by her lip. Our eyes meet, and I stare into hers, deep and hot, and I feel it for the first time – how my stomach begins to flip and my grip on her waist instinctively grows tighter. Somewhere in me, I lustily hope her lips take my finger between them. But I stall, waiting for her. ​ “I'm… I'm stripes,” she stammers and turns her face away, back to the table. *Plop*, another striped ball drops into the centre pocket. “So, does this mean I won the bet?”. She looks up at me while still positioned with the cue. ​ I contemplate and finally end up moving my palm from side-to-side. “Almost there”, I say, much to Bea's dismay. Sure, this side of her was fun., but she was still an influencer. ​ “Let me guess”, she sees me thinking, “you think influencers are vapid, self-absorbed, pretentious douchebags who promote an unhealthy image.” ​ “And they promote stuff that is usually shit”, I add. “No offence,” I say after clearly uttering something offensive. ​ Bea hands me her iPhone, encased in a silicone black case that's remarkably similar to mine. “Have a look and tell me what you think.” ​ It's her social media profile on the screen. Instantly I press on the circle on the top left, bringing up her stories. There are stills of her dinner, then dessert. *When did she take that?* From her stories, to her followers, it looked like she had an amazing night - not even a hint of being stood up. ​ Scrolling down, I quickly pick apart her profile – 140,000 followers, and her pictures are all themed – light calming filters varnish every tile. There are a barrage of pictures of her - obviously - but they actually look like her. There’s wit within her captions. I'm still hesitant until I glance upon one of her pinned posts. Bea's wearing a sports bra with matching burgundy tights – a reel plays, showcasing her fitness journey. The caption talks about her struggles with weight, and how she's learned to accept herself. then there's the date – posted 3 years ago. ​ “I don't promote anything I don't actually use myself, just so you know”. Bea is staring at me now. ​ I scroll to her latest post, and then the one before that, and the one before that. Bea used to post every week, and then – around 3 years ago, her posts became far more infrequent, two, sometimes three months apart. ​ “Why did you stop posting?” the words leave my mouth before I have time to consider them.Bea gives me a sideways look and sighs. “Remember the ex-boyfriend?”. She doesn't elaborate. She doesn't need to. “You're up”. ​ The table is already half empty, with solids dominating the table. It takes very little time to sink the first, then the second ball – a purple 4 and a yellow 1. Lining up a straightforward shot hot for the brown 7, I feel Bea's breath behind my ear. ​ “So, have you changed your mind, Tyler?”. ​ I turn around to respond, but I take a few seconds to drink the sight of Bea in. “Not quite … not yet”, I say, my eyes staying glued to her. Even in the piss poor lighting, she looked stunning - her dress hugging her in all the right places. ​ “It was the bill back there, wasn’t it”, she tried to rationalise. “They must really like you, huh? That bill wasn’t cheap and …. . “ ​ “I’m only a bartender?” I finished her sentence.“ ​ No, that’s not what I meant. I mean”, she carefully considers the words that follow. “I’ve just never seen a restaurant be so nice to their bartender. Must mean they like you”. ​ “They don’t have a choice”, I say, finally potting the brown 7. “I own the place”. ​ "Liar!", Bea squeals, begging me to explain. I tell her how I sometimes help out whenever they’re short-handed at the bar. “I used to bartend for a bit in college”. As the game progresses, I give Bea the bits and pieces of the puzzle - a couple of lucky investments during the crypto craze, a small amount of money from an uncle who passed and a convenient lot for sale and “tada” I make jazz hands. ​ My head lightly buzzes when I realise the jug is empty. Rob’s already offering us another, but be a shakes her head before I can. ​ “What?” Bea asks me when she catches me staring at her, my eyes hungry. ​ “Wanna get out of here?” I ask, the beer now talking. ​ “Yes, please,” is all she says. No further words are needed. ​ The silence is piercing on our Uber back to my place. I leave my hand by Bea’s thigh, simply moving two fingers over the hem of her skirt. They can’t venture further - not with our elderly Uber driver, whose eyes are moving back and forth between the road and the rear view mirror. I guide Bea to the elevator, my hand on the small of her back. They’re waiting to roam, restless and eager for the door to shut. ​ “Sorry”, a nasal voice calls out, whose fingers appear as the door shuts, and then the rest of him as the doors slide open. ​ Bea and I stand next to each other, the random intruder standing in front of us. My hand moves upwards as the elevator does, my fingers light tracing the outline of her shoulder blade, then her spine, slowly going down each crevice, each notch, each dimple. ​ Bea's eyes shut, and she’s gritting her teeth. ​ My hand then slips down the back of her dress from the slit just above her bum. It’s clumsy, but from where we’re standing - our intruder has no clue. Bea grabs my hand and gives me a look. My eyes are on hers, looking for permission. Then, she lets my hand go. My fingertips brush over her underwear, a thin line of fabric , then finally caress her bare ass. The skin of her bum cheek is cold against my hand, lighting up with goosebumps the moment I touch it. I firmly grab it and …. ​ "Ahem," Bea coughs, then clears her throat. My hand flings back to my side. ​ *Ding* ​ As the doors open, there’s a moment of hesitation and no one moves. The intruder eyes me, then Bea. Finally, I realise it’s my floor. ​ *Sorry* I mouth to him, leading Bea out and then finally, reaching my door. ​ “Nice place”, she concludes almost immediately, before the door has even shut behind us. Large floor-to-ceiling windows, dark furnishings and yellow lighting was all that was really needed to get that reaction from most. ​ “So,” Bea wraps her arms around my neck, “have you changed your mind?”. ​ “Yeah”, I don't even think before responding. “I think I have”. ​ “You're a terrible liar”, Bea's lips curve as she undoes my top button. ​ “Really? Then why continue if you know I disapprove?”. ​ “Because”, she pauses, her eyes seeking mine. “I do not care about your approval”. She undoes another button, lower this time. “And I've been dying to see you with your shirt off”. I let her unbutton me, and then pulled my shoulders back, slipping my shirt off. ​ Bea traces her fingertips across my pecs, admiring how wide they stretched, tracing lines across their borders, then moving down to my abs. She pressed her lips against them, one-by-one, counting them as she did. “One”, her voice went husky, her eyes staring up at me, she went further and further. “Two”, she licked my abs this time before kissing it. I growled as she continued, feeling a heat deep within me burn. My shaft grew, pressing against my blue slacks. She continued until she reached six, then teasing me, her eyes staring up full of hunger and lust. I knew what was to come next. ​ “Whoa”. It's no wonder then that Bea's taken by surprise when I pull her up to face me. I see that same gaze of hers, full of heat, no - fire now. She wraps her arms around me and our lips finally meet. Her lips are as soft as I imagined, and I peck her once, then twice, then thrice. Then finally, I lean in and we lock lips. ​ I feel myself drain, and yet, I don't want to stop. My hands cup her cheek, and as our kiss continues, it drops to her neck. We continue like this until I push my tongue and venture into her mouth. Finally, I hear her softly moan as her tongue dances with mine and then -- ​ “Tyler”, she suddenly pulling back, those deep blue eyes staring back at me as I open mine. “Can we just have sex?”. ​ I shoot Bea a look of bewilderment. ​ “I mean…”, her voice goes shrill and soft. “Can we have *regular* sex?”. She pressed her eyelids together tightly and then speaks rapidly. “Can we just have regular sex no rough stuff like whips and clamps and slapping and choking and like just no BDSM at all”? Bea slowly opens one eyelid, like she's checking if it's safe, and then the other. ​ There's a look on her face, one that Bea tries to hide, one I'm inherently familiar with. Her eyes dull ever so slightly. Her lips twitched. Her forehead is lined with beads of sweat. Her eyes can't meet mine. She's afraid. ​ The proper words elude me, they always have in moments bridled with tension. Instead, I try to make her feel safe. There's no hesitation in my eyes when I cup her cheeks with my palms and nod. “Hey…” my voice goes soft, “we can stop anytime you want, all right?”. ​ Her face finally eased and Bea flashes her teeth back at me before they're hidden away as our kiss resumes, our lips now smacking together impatiently. “Just tell me if I'm going too fast”, my voice peeks out between kisses. Bea merely nods. “Tell me what you want”. ​ “I want you to make me cum”. ​ “Oh, that can be arranged”. I hook Bea's straps and let them slide down her shoulders, agonisingly revealing more and more of her. First, her black lace bra, hugging her breasts and giving rise to a delicious amount of cleavage. Before even looking, I can feel trickles of pre-cum begin to leak, my hardness already feeling sticky against my boxer briefs. Then her toned abs, and a navel piercing. ​ “Fuck.” I say as her dress finally sinks to her feet, revealing a matching thong. ​ “You sure have a way with words, Tyler”. ​ My hands reach out to her waist, but Bea's turned on her toes before they can – sticking her ass out and pushing into my groin. I don't remember when my pants came off, but they're gone – my hardness struggling to stay contained as Bea ground against me. Her ass was glorious, and each of her bum cheeks was round, plump, and firm, begging to be touched. Squeezed. Spanked. ​ But my hands resist, my mind reminding them of Bea's words. Perhaps a minute passes, maybe more. I couldn't tell you as I closed my eyes and my head just jerked back in a mixture of agony and pleasure. Suddenly, I feel her hands reach back and grasp the band of my boxer briefs. My eyes snap open as Bea drags them down while looking over her shoulder like she was afraid if she turned around I would be snapped out of her spell. ​ Glistening on the tip of my cock is a single string of cum—not that Bea noticed. No sooner than my boxer briefs were by my ankles was he back gyrating, my cock painting her bum cheeks with cum. I feel her lacy fabric slowly brush against my hardness, the sensation forcing more pre-cum to leak. I growl. I can't help it. I'm in heaven and yet, I can't help but feel like something's off. Like she's putting on a show. Like it's too pornographic. ​ “Hey”, Bea's startled as she's about to push my dick between her ass cheeks and thong. ​ “If you keep that up, this isn't going to last very long”, I lie. Well, partly. “Now, how do you want me to make you cum?” my eyes burn with lust now, and I want to give her what she wants. ​ “Hhh-how?” she stutters and gives me a blank stare. “Listen, ignore what I was saying just now, I--- I was …. “, she slips her mask back on, but there's that look in her eyes again, the one I knew all too well. ​ Fully aware I could blow my chance with her with the next few words brewing in my mind, they surprisingly fall out of my mouth with no resistance. “Bea, when's the last time you came”. ​ “I---um ….”, Bea stalls, making weird humming sounds so silence doesn't take over. Her cheeks go a little redder. ​ I cup her waist with my palms. “Sit on my face”, I say commandingly. ​ “Tyler!” Bea's right-hand shoots out to cover her mouth as though my words were so vulgar, she'd get swallow an STD if she didn't cover her mouth quickly enough. ​ My eyes don't leave her gaze. “Sit. On. My. Face”, my voice goes deep, and my words now roll out slowly. ​ Her shoulders loosen and for the first time this night, I see her eyes glow with excitement.“I --- I've never done that before”. ​ “I'll guide you”. ​ “O-K”. Tracing her bra strap, I play with a little red ribbon just by the edge of the cup, then let my finger trail along her collarbone. My fingers dance along her exposed skin, the prickling electricity sending goosebumps sprawling along her chest.Finally, I unhook her bra and let her breasts fall out. “They're gorgeous”, I say. ​ “They're too small”, Bea, interrupts my fawning. “I've been thinking of getting them do…. Oh fuck”, Bea swears as plunge my face and explore the valley between her tits. There's little time for teasing – my lips tracing kisses along the contours, then teasingly moving to encircle her soft, supple boobs, finally enveloping her nipple in my mouth.“Oh God”, Bea groans, her neck cocking back. My hands grab her ass cheeks, and Bea's legs instinctively wrap around my waist. I carry her and gently push her onto the bed, back first.Bea's back is arched, inviting my mouth back for more. They oblige, this time my tongue softly encircling the bumps around her nipple, which begun to swell. *More for me to suck.* ​ My lips formed a seal, while my tongue fluttered against her swelling bud. Bea moans and her hands grab a fistful of sheets, pushing her chest further and further out, her back arched like a bow. “Oooh”, Bea's voice wobbles as my fingers circle her other nipple, lightly pressing her between my fingers every so often. ​ Bea's breathing is so staggered that when I stop, she almost chokes on her breath. Looking at me with murder in her eyes, her chest deeply heaving in and out, she asks, “Why'd you stop?”. ​ I don't speak. There's very little time for words in the mood I'm in. I slowly push myself off the bed, grabbing her thighs with me and easing her to the edge. ​ Tossing her hair to one side, Bea smiles, then blows away two of those rebellious blonde strands. I give her a knowing look, and Bea bites her lower lip. ​ I kiss her from the bottom of her thighs all the way to the top, and then I wander further, feeling the little dip in her skin, the line which told me where her pleasure area was about to begin. ​ “Please, Tyler”, Bea begged. ​ Pressing my nose into the lace, I can smell her wetness. Hell, I can almost taste it even through the lace. ​ “Mhmmmm”, she nodded, biting her lower lip even harder now while her thighs slowly wrapped themselves around my face, her hips grinding, her pussy eager for my mouth. Her lace panties are soaked in her juices, and they stick to one side, finally exposing part of her puffy lips to me. A single wild moan escapes Bea’s mouth as I sheathe her folds with my lips, lightly sucking them. ​ “It's time”, I tell her. ​ “Lead the way”. ​ Positioning myself at the head of the bed, I direct her to kneel over me, her legs on either side of me. ​ “And I just sit on your face? That's it?”. I nod. “What if you can't breathe?”. ​ “Then let me die”. Bea looks down at me horrified as I chuckle. “Bea, I've done this before. You just focus on yourself. If you get tired, if you're not enjoying it”. I grip her thighs. “If you want something else, just say the word”. ​ Bea mumbles to herself and slowly lowers onto me, and I finally taste her. I love tasting a woman for the first time – each tastes different. How her pussy smells, how it tastes – it's like a sexual fingerprint. ​ Bea is no different – her sweet nectar and sweat mixed together, creating a delectable concoction I wanted to drink more and more of. “Oh my God”, Bea gasped as my tongue finally crosses the threshold and begins to explore her pussy. Almost immediately, she's grinding against my face again, her hips rocking back and forth as my tongue runs across every soft crevice within her beautiful slit. ​ She mewled, then asked, “How do I taste?”. ​ Pausing, I wait until she's looking down at me, and then give her pussy a long lick from the bottom to the top. “Like heaven”, I growl, my slurps now louder and needy. I wanted Bea to hear just how glorious she tasted. I reach up and begin circling her nipple with one hand, the more sensitive one – now fully engorged – like a large brown Hershey's Kiss that needed to be kissed, licked, bitten. ​ “Fuck”, she cursed, “What are you doing to me”, she says between whimpers. I could see her body slowly lose control, the overwhelming sensations taking over. ​ I closed my eyes and let her lead, letting Bea show me how she wanted to be eaten out. Her sweet nectar flowed like a stream, I didn't need to open my eyes to see. I felt her wetness glaze my mouth, my nose, my chin, then my beard. Even the sounds her gorgeous lips made as they gyrated over my mouth – squishing and sloshing – I could have cum from those alone.Her thighs were beginning to tense – her muscles slowly strained as they edged closer to my face. Then, I saw it – her hood, barely covering her delightful engorged clit. ​ “Yes, right there —- oh fuck”, Bea's voice leaped in an unrestrained wail when I lightly licked her clit, before slowly taking it in my mouth. My tongue dances around it, flitting her clit upwards until it reaches the top of my tongue, then slowly going the opposite way. Her bum cheeks tighten. I can feel Bea's pleasure build, her pussy dripping and her hips bucking. “Tyler….”, she pants. “Tyler… I'm close. I'm close”, she repeats, her words gobbled up as her breathing strained. Bea's hands move to my hair. “I need to …. fuck, I'm going to .....”. Bea's body tries to betray her as it instinctively endeavours to pull away. The pleasure was too much. The sensations were too much. ​ But my hands are tightly gripped around her ass. Her body doesn't know what to do, so her hands roughly pull at my hair, eliciting some pain and some pleasure.I don't nod. I don't even blink. I look up, grip her ass and my weary tongue continues to suck, to flit, to bring her hungry clit the attention she deserved and lapping up every inch of her pussy I can. ​ Finally, Bea's mouth opens, but no words fall out. Instead, there's an instant of silence, with nothing but the sounds of her drenched pussy being tongue fucked filling the room. And then, she lets out a strangled gurgle, like something caged had been released. Bea's hips bucked, then began jerking into my face, again and again, and again, each time stronger than the next. “Oh God. Oh God”, she cried while my tongue continued riding out her climax. I can't tell you how many times she came. All I can remember is how tired my tongue was, how numb my jaw was – but I refused to stop until she told me to, until her body told me to. ​ Finally, I hear her say, “Okay—stop stop”. I immediately pull my face from under her. ​ Bea's body slowly slumped forward while she dragged her legs down my body until she was laying next to me.“Oh my God”. ​ “Yeah, you did say that quite a bit back there”. ​ Bea's arms could barely slap my chest. “Tyler”, she rolled a few strands of hair between her fingers, “My hair, it's all knotted”, she laughed in horror. “Wow”. ​ I bridge the gap between us and kiss her. Bea takes a second to notice, and then “Holy shit”, she squeals. “That's how I taste?”. ​ I give her a knowing smile. “You want to taste more of yourself?”. ​ Bea nods and her tongue dives into my mouth, sipping and tasting the leftovers of her climax. It's not a lustful kiss, and yet, it's deep and long. It's different from before, it's slower, it's lighter. Like Bea is taking back what's rightfully hers from within my mouth. My erection grows instantly, and Bea begins moving her hand over it – but her grip is loose, and her movement is laboured. ​ “You okay?” I ask, sensing her tiredness. ​ “Yeah, I just need a minute”. ​ “Okay, hold on”, I get off and head towards the kitchen. ​ “You're still hard”, Bea points out by the time I'm at the door. I am, but from her voice that she's spent. ​ “He'll go down, you rest first”. ​ Barely a minute and I return. And yet, my hands are already ice-cold from the water bottles I'm gripping. Bea gulps her bottle down, and then mine. I quickly tell her both were hers. ​ We end up talking for some time in the darkness. Bea candidly reveals how she used to be incredibly independent, and strong, and all that was broken by Patrick. “Shit, I'm bad-mouthing an ex on the first date”. ​ “That's a red flag. I must ask you to leave now”, I laugh, pointing at the door. “ ​ But Bea”, my voice deepens, “you are a strong woman. Well, the woman I met tonight is, anyway”. I'm not lying. ​ “If I didn't know any better, I'd think you're trying to get in my pants”, Bea makes light of the situation. Her eyes look even more haunting in the dark, and just when I'm getting lost in them, she turns away. ​ “That was me trying to act like how I used to be”. Bea sighs. She tells me about how Patrick only liked rough sex before stopping herself again. “Fuck, I'm going to stop talking”. She turns to her side, and I wrap an arm around her, going across her chest and feeling her warmth. A minute passes, and I feel my palm grow cold – Bea interlaces her fingers with mine. “I couldn't act like my old self once we started having sex”, she says, not to me, but out loud, like she needed the words to come out. ​ There's no need to respond with words, and I just kiss the nape of her neck. “You don't need to act”, I say. ​ I must've overslept because it's already bright out – but as I squint I realise the windows are all still painted with the icy blackness of the night sky. The light is coming from my phone. Fuck, I mutter, picking it up. It must be Alex messaging me. Except, it's not Alex. It's from someone named Patrick, with a bright red heart bookending his name on the screen. ​ I should've stopped reading, but it's too late - my mind was simultaneously numb and on fire. ​ *Hey babe. Sorry, my flight was delayed, and we just landed.* *Didn't want to wake you. Hope you had some good wine at least?* *Sorry, couldn't make our reservation. Will make it up to you tomorrow, \*purple devil with horns emoji\** *Love you and call me when you're up.* ​ My stomach churns, and my mouth suddenly tastes sour. I just stare blankly at the screen, as if the bright white light had hypnotized me.“Wh -- what are you doing with my phone?” Bea's voice groggily breaks the trance.

[S/B] We are officially together

Hey. Yeah the title says it and we are officially together now lol. We masterbated together a few more times and after the second one we talked about how we feel about each other and when i asked if he was in love with me like love love he said yes! So yeah! Im just like so relieved and happy and excited. We decided were gonna keep it to ourselves for now and well figure it out a lot as we go. It feels so good to finally be able to tell him everything again and not have to hide anything so ive been so happy lately I dont have a ton more to say and i dont know if ill make any more updates because you know im with him now and i dont know what id have to say. Thank you to the people who were nice and helped me!

I had my best time in a washroom when i was 19 [26F]

(This turned out longer than I expected, sorry.) A few years ago, I was on a summer language program in France. I was 19 at the time, now 26 so about 7 years ago. At that point, I had only been in one long term relationship which had been fairly vanilla and which had ended about a month before the program started. I'm fairly shy, so I mostly hung out with the other girls from my university at the language school there (there were lots of people from other universities as well). Then, I got paired up with a guy, Ben, for a scavenger hunt we had to complete for an assignment. It turned out to be really fun and he asked me out and after a few dates we started going out, with the understanding that it would be only a summer thing since he went to university on the opposite end of the country from me. He introduced me to many of the kinks I love. Perhaps it was the fact that it was a short-term thing, or the disconnection from my "real" life back home, but I ended up exploring a lot sexually with him. Some of the stuff he introduced me to included hair pulling, spanking, master/slave play, and maledom/femsub in general. Anyway, about a month later, I let it slip that I was intrigued by the idea of multiple guys, as in mfm or gangbangs. Contextually, my birthday was approaching, towards the end of July. He revealed he actually was into the idea too and decided to try to plan something as a birthday treat for me. He didn't tell me what he had planned but leading up to it, he checked in repeatedly to make sure I was down and then came the day. He told me to not wear underwear that day and to meet him by a classroom after classes had ended. I got to that part of the school (clearly he had planned well since it turned out that wing of rooms was rarely used during the summer courses) and he was already waiting and pulled me in for an aggressive kiss, grabbing my ass and lifting my skirt a little. Then I heard footsteps echoing from the corner and started pulling away but got more confused and panicked as he smirked and kept his hand clenching my ass. Then around the corner walked one of his friends, Jacky, who I had met and talked to a little from classes and just group hangouts. Brief interruption for physical descriptions. Ben was 20, Italian American with light olive skin, 6ft and built fairly well, on the thiccer end with a soft layer of fat hiding his muscles, so he was almost deceptively chubby. Jacky was 21 from china and 5'10, average build, but on the skinnier end. After taking a look in both directions, Ben opened the door to the handicap bathroom we were standing next to and let me and Jacky in before locking the door behind him. There was an awkward moment where I looked at Jacky and he looked at me which didn't last as Ben pushed me against the wall and continued where he left off, one hand lifting my shirt up revealing my breasts while kissing and playing with my nipples. After a minute, he pulled away and told me to take off my shirt. I obeyed and he walked behind me and started playing with my clit as I was turned to face Jacky who stepped up and started pulling and licking my nipples. I felt Ben's bulge rub against my ass and soaked his fingers. I started moaning and I distinctly remember him whispering in my ear, "You okay? Ready for more?" in such a sweet tone, in that moment I was like 'is this feeling love?' (lol) I nodded and he pulled his fingers away. He told Jacky to go sit on the toilet and had me face him while he stood behind me. He pushed my neck down until I was face to face with Jacky which made me look away because of how awkward and embarrassing the position was. "Jerk him off until I tell you to stop, slut" He said and I pulled out Jacky's hardening cock and spit on it before starting to stroke. Jacky pulled my face closer, putting his hand on the back of my head and started making out with me as I felt Ben's hand lift off my neck. He started eating me out and I couldn't help but moan as he spanked me at the same time. After a few minutes, I pulled away from the kiss and placed my hands on Jacky's thighs as I came, Ben standing up and calling me a good girl as my legs were shaky. He pulled out his cock and rubbed it against my wet lips for a bit, then pushed in, making my mouth gape open in a loud moan. He pushed it all the way in then pushed my head down and getting the message, I start sucking Jacky who at this point closes his eyes and pushes his fingers through my hair, his cock throbbing. Ben goes faster and the movement makes my head go down more and I gag a little, giving a super sloppy blowjob. Jacky tenses and visibly clenches his jaw and closes his eyes, trying to hold on a little longer. "Swallow it all" Ben grunts from behind and I keep my lips around Jacky's cock as he releases his cum into my mouth which I swallow. Pulling me back up using my hair, Ben makes me arch my back as he fucks me harder in the easier position. He gets close and letting me off, he turns me around quickly and puts me on my knees. I look up and open my mouth and he smiles looking down, jerking for a few seconds before cumming on my face. After that, basically Jacky left while Ben helped me clean up a bit. Just thought I'd share my favorite experience which really has sparked some fantasies

[b/s] fucking my sister and her daughter

I'm new to this sub and have discovered that many share their incest confessions here and this way I will be sharing my one too. I am a rich handsome man, aged 38, and my sister is 39. We were lovers not just siblings and we fucked each other for years. She has a daughter (18) too. She is a sexy girl. Much sexier than her mom. A month before, me and her mom were having sex and she caught us. Her mom told her about us and how much we love each other. She was matured enough and in the end understand our feelings for each other. Post this situation I caught my niece being extra nice with me. Hugging me and bending infront of me alot. I couldn't resist myself and she began turning me on. While fucking her mom I told her about her daughter's flirty and sexy looks around me. She was quick to understand and said me that she is a grown girl and needs love now. Who better than you can give her love. Take her virginity just like you took mine. I liked the idea. At night I went into my niece's room and asked her if she liked what I was doing with her mom. Little sexy girl told me that at first she was surprised to catch us having sex, but later on realized how hot it was, a brother fucking his sister and keeping things in the family. I told her I was the first man who took hers mom virginity. And asked if she was a virgin. She looked down at me and told that she was a virgin. It was just a matter of few minutes then and our clothes were taken. Absolutely gorgeous body. Small boobs, small waist and a sexy small ass. I took her virginity and did in missionary style. She was the tightest pussies I have ever been in. She had a good shaking orgasm and came multiple times. I came on her face.

[M/S] Spanish mother

My mom(40) and me(22) are in a romantic relationship. A long time lurker but I thought I’d share my story coming from an immigrant and a Hispanic household. Now a description of my mom she 5’4, black hair, brown eyes, she chubby with that mom bod figure, a decently size butt, and 32DD that sag a bit. Our first time was when all of my family that live in my home went on vacation for the summer. I(18) stayed home with my mother(36) because she had to work and I gave the excuse of something I had to do in school. We were lucky that everyone was going to leave our home because usually is one of them staying but since they all left we planned out what to do. Yes, we actually did talk about having sex before hand. That’s a bit of a long story so I might post it some other time. Once we saw them off the airport we got home back and it was awkward. We both knew what to do but it was still weird to actually start getting into the mood. So we waited until it was dark and we both got washed and ready. She was waiting for me in her bedroom fully nude sitting with her legs under the bed covers. So her tits were out and if I wasn’t hard I definitely was after that. I was nude too so she saw me getting hard but it was still awkward so I just went under the covers too. Tv was on and she was just watching some Spanish show. We both stayed there for a minute until I knew I had to start it and I sat up and pulled my arm around and grabbed her tits. A couple gropes of her tits and pinching her nipples she slowly got into it and grabbed my already hard dick and slowly started jerking me off. She actually used her own spit and it was the hottest thing I saw her do. Than after awhile of that she muted the tv and pushed the covers off. Than it was the second most hottest thing I saw was her moving her face down to my dick and her ass on my face. She was sucking me off so perfectly. I had blowjobs before but either your own mom it just feels better. She wasn’t the best but it still felt great. I did my best pleasuring her pussy and it seems to have worked cause she got pretty active with my tongue up her pussy. Once I was good and wet down there I slapped her ass to tell her if we can really start. And oh my god was it amazing. We were in missionary and seeing her beneath me felt so surreal. Once I was in position she grabbed my dick and slowly guided me in her. I didn’t need help getting inside her but it has the be the third most hotties thing to see. As my dick slowly went inside her it was amazing I was already on the edge after the blowjob but going inside her was unimaginable. Like I really had to take a break for a bit when I got my whole dick fully inside her. If you are wondering what she was telling me it was nothing much just a couple moans of yes but once I was actually inside her she actually said “oh son you feel so good” in Spanish obviously. And just repeated “oh son” or my lovely son” in Spanish. Those words really got me going so once I was feeling ready to start again I starting fucking her good. Hearing my balls slap her ass and her pussy get all wet and making that sexy gushy noise in between my thrust was amazing. It felt amazing but I’ll happily admit that I couldn’t last too long it was too good for me. I knew she wasn’t there yet but sadly I couldn’t hold out any longer. During the whole time I was fucking her raw and once I was reaching towards the end I told her that I’m gonna cum inside her and she said the most sexiest thing I heard yet: “Cum inside me son” in Spanish. It was soo fantastic and I haven’t cum that much for a awhile. Sadly she didn’t cum and she told me it was fine but luckily I was able to help her finish with some good old licking. In the end we only went once but it was great and we had all of summer to enjoy ourselves. Of course that was the first time and our relationship has changed. It started as a more fwb but ended up into a good romantic relationship. I’m probably missing some details here and there but I hope I gave a full picture of our first time. Edit: I am reposting this again in the hopes it stays.

36F [FFM] our neighbors visit 2

My goodness, since I’ve had so much of a positive response, I decided to document another adventure. So jen has been stopping by anywhere from three to five days a week. Now not to knock my stud, but multiple times, for several days in a row will tire anyone who’s truly not in the porn business. Thankfully, our stud pulled through for another round of fucking. Pleasing both women and made us both tap and say ‘please, finish.’ Jen showed up and asked if she could borrow Rick; my usual reply of ‘sure, let’s go set up.’ Rick came home to us in our bras/thongs and we instructed him to lie on his back. Jen went to work on his cock as I lowered myself onto his mouth. He did his usual magic as Jen attempted to weaken him with her mouth; we soon found that our attempts were futile. After a good ten minutes or so of working on him, Jen lowered herself down onto his cock, slowly lowering herself to his base. She let out this cute little noise as she made him disappear. Informing us that she had never had a man go this deep, Rick made his cock twitch a bit to make her gasp with pleasure. She began rocking her hips, hoping to make him go quick but soon she was the one going quick. And to think we had just cleaned the sheets as she squirted all over his cock. I was giving her no mind as I let Rick make his tongue work on me. After jen’s third squirt attack, I knew she was nearly the end of her rope. So I offered to trade spots with her. So we swapped places and I glided down Rick’s length onto a familiar deep poke of his cum covered cock. I began rolling my hips, I knew he would be releasing soon. Ignoring jen’s moans, I focused on massaging his shaft; usually in this position I would be forcing my tits into his mouth, but jen’s pussy was doing a great job. I felt Rick’s cock start to tighten, I knew I had him on the brink. I started making my own noises along with jen’s moans and after a few more minutes- I felt his warmth deep in me. I just praised him as a good boy as I heard his muffled moans. Jen looked back at me through her hair and said ‘have we beaten it?’ Ricks cock was still up and ready for more….’no’ I replied. Jen climbed off of him and got on all fours- let’s make this quick shall we? Rick sat up, picked me up with him; dropped me onto the bed and flipped me over. He went right into me from behind, surprising me as I figured he would mount jen. My legs began to shake as he took no mercy on my body, another climax washed over me. I could feel him satisfied as he pulled out of me, grabbed jen by her hair and mounted her. She thought she was ready for him, but she gave out some great moans as he started up the squirt machine again. Three squirts later and he came on her ass; he slumped into a chair to enjoy the view of two conquered women. Jen took a sample of him onto her fingers off of her ass- ‘you know, he’s one of the best tasting I’ve ever had.’ My reply was: ‘You are welcome to all of it. I love it in me, but I don’t want to taste it.’

45 [M] getting ready for my 26 [F]WB to come over and be a good girl

I've written about her before, hot younger woman, and the age gap is only half the fun; tonight she's coming over and she's discovered she has a praise-kink, and will do literally anything if she gets called a good girl and generally praised. My imagination is vivid, so this should be a fun night...

Getting to know my roommate- Update 5

We've done it ladies and gents! I now hang out with Jared casually topless! For the last few days, I've been going around the house topless with the hand bra on and off. I started out pretending I forgot I was topless and doing something else with my hands so my tits wouldn't be covered (sounds dumb but ADD is a bitch and I do sometimes actually forget I'm naked). He obviously reacted to this, and I was always very apologetic. After doing it more and more frequently, I eventually asked him if he minded me being topless around the house and he awkwardly answered he didn't. I feel a LOT more free now. He's so cute with his reactions too. His face gets red sometimes and he'll stumble his words when my tits are in view. I've caught a few boners and even felt it when hugging him once. He felt pretty big actually, and my inner slut wanted nothing more than to get a taste of it. I hadn't had a drop of cum in more than two weeks! I controlled myself though, not yet. I'm not even near casually hanging out bottomless. All in due time. I can actually take wilder suggestions now, but only boob related. Ideas for teasing are welcome.

A common night, when your Bull lives under the same roof [MF]

As some of you might know, our Bull eventually moved in with us. He has his own room, but it didn't take long for him to start sleeping in our bed regularly. My fiancé really enjoys sleeping between us too. So that being said, let's get on with it. This isn't about something crazy, or kinky, but simply about how a typical week night might go, when sex is involved. My Fiancé starts work a little before more, and also ends a little before me, so we've never seen the use of having two cars, as I can drop her off in the morning, and she'll walk to my work, and we drive home together. That all changed when he moved in with us. His hours are a lot closer to hers, so he drives her home at night. When I get home at night, the first to greet me is always the dogs, followed by my fiancé. Sometimes, when she kisses me, I'm treated to the taste of him on her lips. We talk about our day while I get changed, and decide what we are going to eat. That's when I start cooking. (I cook because I want to, not because I'm the cuck). This is usually when the fun starts though, as often times, while I'm cooking, I get to watch her on her knees in front of him, gently sucking on his cock, or to him making her strip and give him a little dance while he enjoys it. He always makes her eat dinner in the state of dress she's in when I'm done cooking. So plenty of naked dinners for her, to which I will never complain. After dinner, we usually end up on the couch to watch TV, where she undoubtedly goes back to sucking him. I can tell she loves to have him in her mouth, as she's always dripping down her leg while she does it. This usually goes on for a bit before she gets on top of him, and starts to ride him. Her favorite position for that is "reverse cowgirl" because I get to lick her pussy and his cock while they fuck. Watching them fuck, watching her cum on his dick, tasting them both together, is probably my most favorite sexual activity. Once they're done, I get to clean them both up, eating her out, making sure to get every drop, and hopefully getting another small orgasm out of her, and then I move to him, making sure to lick and suck him clean. We usually end the night watching TV, her cuddling one of us, until we are ready for bed. Once our nightly routines are done, and we crawl into bed, I'm more often than not, treated to another round of them fucking. Once we are in bed, her favorite is doggy, while besides me, so we can make out while he pounds her relentlessly from behind. I always strain so hard in my cage when I feel every thrust travel through her, ever little whimper or moan that escapes her lips. Feeling her body tense up, and the little shakes she does when she starts to cum on him. It always ends the same way, with her moving up towards my face, while I slide down to make room, where I'm treated to her red, beat up pussy, full of cum, where she sits on my face and I get to devour their combined juices. Followed by making sure he's nice a cleaned up as well, we fall asleep, her cuddled between her two men. Just an example of a typical week night, as a cuck, his girl, and our bull. Hope you enjoy, any feedback is welcome, Chat me here if you want to know more, or get a better idea of what she looks like.

[MF] My first experience at (softcore) bondage

Back in 2018, I very often used an app called Whisper to chat to people (don’t use it. It’s shit. I talked to a very small handful of actually decent people in the years that I had it). Anyway, I did chat to a lady who is older than me. I was 29 at the time and she was 36. She was super into hardcore bondage. I’m talking, real sex room “puts 50 Shades of Gray to shame” type levels. We talked for a couple of weeks and got to know each other and I invited her round. Fast forward a few days and she was here and brought quite a few of her toys. Nothing super hardcore since I’d never done anything like this before. So in the 3-ish hours leading to her getting here, for the first time ever I used a crop and a proper whip while fucking her doggy style. She also wore nipple claps (not my favourite because I love sucking tits more than anything). She also rode me while wearing a blindfold, ballgag and had her hands cuffed in handcuffs. Lastly, I fucked her throat and came in her mouth while she was wearing one of those full face masks with the zip on the mouth (I don’t know if that has a name. Feel free to let me know if it does). It was by far the kinkiest sex I’ve had to date. And I challenge anyone to repeat it with me… As ever, thanks for reading. Your Voyeuristic Gentleman

A dialogue between my wife and me, I let her cum on the phone, if you also want to have a taste, chat with me

I could hear the rustling of the sheets on Juice's end of the line as she complied with my request. "Okay, honey," she said, her voice a little breathless. "I'm spreading my legs for you, just like you asked." I couldn't help but let out a low moan, imagining Juice's beautiful body on display for me. "Good girl," I said, my voice husky with desire. "Now touch yourself, Juice. Play with your pussy and tell me how it feels." I could hear the rustling of the sheets on Juice's end of the line as she complied with my request. "Okay, honey," she said, her voice a little breathless. "I'm spreading my legs for you, just like you asked." I couldn't help but let out a low moan, imagining Juice's beautiful body on display for me. "Good girl," I said, my voice husky with desire. "Now touch yourself, Juice. Play with your pussy and tell me how it feels." There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, and I could hear the soft sounds of Juice's fingers moving over her wet folds. "It feels good, honey," she said, her voice a little shaky. "I'm so turned on right now, just thinking about you and what we're doing." Juice let out a soft moan, the sound mixed with pleasure and embarrassment. "I'm...I'm rubbing my clit, honey," she said, her voice shaky. "It feels so good, but...I'm a little nervous." "Don't be nervous, Juice," I said, my voice gentle. "I'm here with you, and I want you to feel good. Just relax and enjoy yourself." Juice took a deep breath, her fingers continuing to explore her body. "It feels amazing, honey," she said, her voice a little breathless. "I'm so wet for you, so ready to be yours." I groaned, feeling my own arousal growing as I imagined Juice pleasuring herself for me. "Tell me more, Juice," I said eagerly. "Tell me how much you want me, how badly you need me." "I want you so much, honey," Juice said, her voice thick with desire. "I need you inside me, filling me up with your cock. I want to feel you deep inside me, making me cum over and over again." I couldn't take it anymore, the sound of Juice's voice and the image of her pleasuring herself pushing me over the edge. "I'm coming, Juice," I said, my voice a low growl. "I'm coming so hard for you."

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

The past day or two wasn't as nerve-wracking as the other days this week. We've chatted back and forth a few times by text, including the night she left. She told me she was getting a shower and I told her we should face time and she shot me down, telling me no one wants to see that. I decided early on, I wasn't going to attend any New Year's celebration. On New Year's Eve, my Aunt texted me a few times with some casual talk. Around 10:00 PM, she asked about what time I might be getting home. I told her I didn't go anywhere, which surprised her. She said she'll leave soon. Soon enough, she was at the door, walking in wearing a stunning green dress and carrying a small suitcase. She looked really good. We embraced and kissed for a minute or so before I offered her anything. She asked for the bathroom to freshen up and I brought her bag upstairs as she followed me. I waited on my bed with the New Year's Eve countdown show on tv. A few minutes later, she walked out wearing the most impressive lingerie I'd ever seen. No one I've ever been with had anything like this. A garter belt, lots of strings going all over her body. I sat up on my knees and just said "wow". She walked over and wrapped her legs around me, sitting on my thighs. We were kissing, I was feeling her breasts and squeezing her ass. Breaking away, I start to kiss her breasts and slowly lay her down. Kissing my way to her pussy and just admiring everything that I'm seeing. There is a brief moment of panic as I want to figure out what's going on with her underwear. I was able to pull off her panties and I was presented with an amazing-looking pussy. Still a lot more hair than I'm used to, but trimmed up more so that it was on Christmas Eve. I start to go down on her, inserting a finger or two and just focussing on her movements. She moans and starts to close her thighs. I continue until she tenses up and shakes a bit. I get up and pull off my shorts to lay next to her, with my dick standing at full attention. I was really hoping she would suck on my dick, but she squatted down on me instead. It felt absolutely amazing and then she leaned down to kiss me. I was thrusting along with her when I felt like I was about to cum, so I tried changing positions to save myself. Her breasts we just amazing bouncing there, but I had to get her on her back again. I start thrusting in her and I'm just going to blow. I pull out and with a thousand things going on in my head at a time, I decide to cum onto my hand. I wipe it off on my shirt and throw the shirt onto the floor. She asks what happened and I told her I didn't want to cum onto her outfit, but she said to just cum in her while breathing heavily. I re-enter her and we start fucking again. It's almost midnight and there is a countdown on the tv. We start making out at midnight and I wish her a Happy New Year. About a minute after, we start hearing a lot of vibrations. Both phones are going off and she says, she should probably get hers. We take a small break while she answers a few and I check some of mine. Her daughter texted me, asking what I was up to that night, which made me laugh. My Aunt had a lot of defusing to do since people were worried about her for leaving so suddenly. While she was texting, I started to finger her a bit and kiss her body. She put her phone down and we continued. We fucked in doggy, where I just loved looking at her ass thrust back. My favorite was when I asked her if she could do reverse cowgirl. She climaxed again from this position and I told her this is what I wanted to happen on the first night. On her back, I continued to fuck her when I felt like I was going to cum. This time I blew my load inside of her, which felt, unlike any other orgasm I've ever had. She got up to use the restroom and lay on the bed, under the sheets. I spooned her and we talked. Eventually, the next city had its New Year's Eve and I mentioned that I had a big plan to celebrate at that time with her since I thought she was coming after midnight. We discussed a lot of things. It started off with some weird discussions about family. She asked me if her son had sex with one of her friends after a party. I said I can't answer that, but she said I just did. I talked about timing and how this whole week would have been perfect for us, but she said this has to be planned not spontaneous. To clean up and just feel sexy. I said I just need boobs and I'm ready. I brought up texting/facetime and she said no. I told her facetime was encrypted and she didn't really care, she didn't want herself out there. After discussing photos, I told her about me and my ex, with some photos we've posted online. I said it was empowering and she said well my ex was very pretty. I told her she was too. She said she has some videotapes of her, but they're not for show. She said some were sex tapes, but others were just more dress up and her playing with herself. We both fell asleep, but I was woken up a few hours later when she went to the bathroom. She was fully undressed when she returned to bed. I rolled over to her and wrapped my arm around her feeling her breasts and circling her nipples. Reaching down to her pussy, I tried to finger her again but was met with a bit of resistance. She asked if I had any lube and I did have Astroglide, so I applied some and started to fuck her sideways very slowly. Surprisingly, I came a lot quicker than I was expecting. She again went to the bathroom and I grabbed us some drinks from downstairs. When we finally woke up, she wanted a shower. I was willing to join her, but she told me that she'd just have extremely clean breasts afterward and I'd just want to fuck her in there. I said, well now that you used the word fuck I do. She went in alone and showered for a bit. I brushed my teeth and peeked at her a bit. After she finished, she walked out with a towel over her hair and one around her body. I've never seen her without makeup on before, any eyeliner, or anything. I told her how beautiful she was as she walked past me to find her phone on the bed. It was a great view of her bend over the bed, texting someone when I went over and just started to eat her out. Her butt clenched tightly and was surprisingly firm for how soft it was earlier. I don't know if I scared her, but she quickly relaxed a bit and I was just enjoying my time with her. As I finished up, I licked her ass for a tiny bit, circling around, and then just fucked her while still on the bed. The lights were on, really getting a good view, and just thinking about how great this whole thing is. Her pussy felt a little tighter, there was some milky discharge on my dick and I felt her orgasm around me. I quickly came in her after that, but I could feel her pussy clench me like three times in a row. It was one of my favorite things and since it was the last, really just sticks out to me. She wanted another shower and asked if I could get us some food. I said I can make a few things and I sent out to make her an omelette. I finished up, which took about twenty minutes, and she was still in the shower. I brought the food upstairs and went into the bathroom to tell her it was ready. She finished up, and came out in a towel again, laughing, but telling me no more. I wanted to give her breakfast in bed, but she said we should eat downstairs. She put on this neon orange panty, not quite a thong, a white bra, and white long sleeves, an oversized shirt that covered her butt unless she was moving around. Brought the food back downstairs and ate. We sat on the sofa to continue our conversation. She was impressed by how turned on I was. Every time she got into bed or out, I would cup her ass. She was asking about that, which I said I just do. I've always just done that. She really wants something like this again in her life. I talk about my roommates, saying that the one upstairs is rarely around on weekends, but is here during the week since it is closer to her job. She's usually always at her boyfriend's house on the weekends. The other guy in the basement started a new job and works remotely, but he has to relocate before the summer. She doesn't want to use her house, even though she and my Uncle don't share a room. He's also going to be home most of the month of January once he's finished this route. Then the tone changes a bit as she says she does want this, but not with me. That I don't want to be with her long term and that isn't a realistic approach. I completely agreed with her, but said I do care, more than I did before, but only because we're a lot closer now. We talk and decide that some date nights could be fun. Valentine's day possibly? She was telling me if I meet someone to go for that and if I have a casual hook-up to be safe. I replied "yes mom" and she hit me. She said I don't need a condom with her, but if there is a reason I need a condom, it's over. A lot of other nonsense that I deleted, because I don't think it really adds anything here and this is pretty lengthy already. We kissed a bit, held each other on the sofa, and she said she was going to get ready to leave. When she got up, she said her underwear was so damp. I reached to feel it and she stopped me saying we just can't anymore. She took the panties off and gave them to me to feel. I followed her back up the steps and it was just so sexy viewing that from behind. She told me she would need some time to get ready and to go do other things. I stayed in the room and we had more comical banter while she got ready for almost an hour. (While typing this part and thinking back to the dumb things we were saying, I remembered that when she asked for breakfast, she told me to make sure I wash my hands first. Just thought that was hilarious) We kissed goodbye with no idea what happens next. She left behind the orange underwear and a long pair of earrings, which I didn't see until just recently when I went back upstairs to get our water glasses. Maybe a reason to see her sooner. I had a few beers when she left and put on some football. I'm sure I overshared at times, but I probably still left things out. Just kinda tired out. One thing I noticed was that she really didn't show her boobs that much. They're probably a c-cup and there was a tiny bit of sag to them, but they just looked so great. Most of the night, she had them covered. She also didn't suck my dick at all. I really wanted to see her face just going down on me. I appreciate everyone's support because I was nervous and anxious. I was good after we met up earlier in the week, but Saturday, I was anxious again. I kinda felt she directed most of this. She thinks sex should be planned out, but I had just so much fun with her after her shower. We'll see where this all goes and if there is anything worthwhile, I'll let you know.

[B/S] My brother wants to be intimate again

Sorry if this isn’t the right place to post, I’m not not sure where else to go with this. Anyway, so I (F22) was in a… I guess you could call it a relationship with my brother (M25) for a few years. The short version is it started with experimenting and just sorta comforting each other when I was 18. We had a bit of a rough upbringing, and it felt like we were to only ones who really understood what it was like to go through all that. I can’t really explain it, but there’s a connection and understanding there that goes beyond anything I’ve ever experienced with anyone else. Sleeping together… just kinda felt like the natural extension of that, at the time. And it wasn’t just the sex, we’d do couple stuff too. Go on dates (a few towns over just to be sure) go the the movies, eat out, etc. It was sorta like a half couple, half sibling dynamic if that makes any sense? Things stopped around 2 years ago when he got into a serious relationship. I can’t say it didn’t hurt to end things, but I understood why and agreed that was the right thing to do. After a while, I felt like that chapter of my life was closed for good. That our time together was just another part of our past. So I moved own with my life. Moved to a new city, got a good job, and carried on with life. And that was all fine until a couple days ago when I got a text saying he was in town and needed a place to stay. I told him he’s welcome to stay with me as long as he needs. So later he shows up, and without a word greets me with a kiss at the door. Like a proper, full on kiss. We’re lucky my neighbours were around cause *wow* it was intense. I’d almost forgotten how good it felt to kiss him. Anyway, I managed to pry us apart and we had a long convo about what was going on. The short version is that he broke up with his partner. He was sheepish as to why, and I got the feeling that I shouldn’t pry and he’d tell me in time when he’s ready. I also got the feeling (well more then just a feeling lol) that we wanted to give our ‘relationship’ another try. And this is where my issue is. I fucking love my brother. More than anyone else in the world. I can’t even begin to describe how he makes me feel. But at the same time, I’d closed that chapter of my life for good, or so I thought. Opening it again… we’ll, it feels like a big commitment. Plus I don’t want to be his rebound. Like, I want to be there for him, but I don’t want him to want to be with me just to get over his ex, you know? So, yeah. That’s where things are currently. Any advice would be greatly appreciated!

Went on a date and hubby got to watch.

This date started out a bit different. Rob dropped me off at a work event. As I sat and had dinner I couldn't help but think of how the night was going to progress. On the way to dinner we had stopped and got a hotel room. Rob gave me a key as he dropped me off. The plan was to have Kyle take me back to the hotel after dinner.  Kyle is someone we met on a dating app and totally clicked with. So like I said I was going to have dinner with work people, Kyle was going to meet me there after dinner and take me to the hotel. So as I sat there having dinner I couldn't help but keep my eyes on the bar. I knew as soon as he walked it I was going to get very wet. I was right… As soon as we were finished I made my way to the far side of the bar just in case any coworkers stayed around to drink. I texted Rob that dinner was over and was meeting him for drinks. Rob went back to the hotel and was waiting in the parking lot. So as Kyle and had a drink he had his hand on my thigh. I couldn't wait to get him to the room. I feel like I drank my lemon drop so quick.  On the way to the parking lot he had his hand around my waist. I think that's when he realized that I didn't have panties on. When he got in the car I had to kiss him. One hand on the back of his head and the other on his thigh… As we pulled out I leaned down and freed his cock. It was so much bigger than the pictures made it seem. As we were driving to the hotel I could help myself. I needed it in my mouth. It was just so beautiful. Pulling the foreskin back exposing his massive mushroom head…. I had to remind him to slow down. We could continue when we got to the room. That's when he pushed my mouth down on his cock and held me there. He finally let me up for air. All I needed was one breath and I went back to sucking his cock.  We pulled in right next to Rob. Kyle said hel looked over and saw Rob staring as my head bounced in his lap. We got out and went to the room but Rob knew he had to wait 10 minutes before coming up to watch.  As soon as we got into the room and I dropped my dress he asked about a key on my necklace. I explained that Rob was in chastity and this was the key that unlocked his cage. I told him Rob wasn't allowed to play with his cock until he watched him and I.  As soon as I told him that he pushed me down on the bed and went down on me. When I felt his tongue hit my clit I came instantly. He had gotten me so worked up at the bar and in the car on the way over. I told him I needed his cock in my mouth again so we traded places. I pulled his pants off and he pulled his shirt off. As his head hit the pillow my lips hit his head. I just loved the way his cock felt in my mouth. I knew this was how I wanted Rob to see me. When I heard him at the door I began to take Kyle as deep as I could in my mouth. He couldn't take his eyes off me as he walked by and over to a chair in the corner. At least that's what Kyle told me. Soon after he walked in Kyle put me on all fours with my hips hanging off the bed. He rubbed the head of his cock against my soaking pussy before he pushed all the way into me. He grabbed my hips as he slowly worked his way into me. God he filled me up so good. He only pumped his cock into me a few times before I was overwhelmed by orgasmic bliss. As I squeezed his cock with my pussy he held himself in me. His balls pressed tight to my clit. They had just been slapping. I had taken my glasses off so could only see the silhouette of Rob in the corner when I turned around on the bed.  Kyle told me that me cumming on his cock pushed him close to the edge. I asked him if he wanted to cum with me, to which his response was a resounding YES! I got on my back and spread my legs for him… inviting him in. As he climbed on me he pushed my knees up by my chest and kinda spread his thighs so Rob could get a better view. I wish I could have seen his face as Kyle and I started to get loud. Our thighs slapping together. I remember him asking me where I wanted his cum. When I moaned "in me" with his hands on the back of my knees he pinned me down. It felt so good to just give into our lustful desires. He pushed as deep in me as he could when he unleased a torrent of cum in me. That was enough to push me over the edge and made me cum with him. My body taking all of his cum deep in my womb.  With his cock still in me I called Rob over. I made him put his head on my stomach and watch as Kyle's cock slipped out of me covered in our cum. Kyle let out a sinister laugh as he watched Rob stare at his cock knowing that it just filled me. "You better clean up the mess" I told Rob as I pulled his face to my pussy. Kyle's cum starting to drip out. "Are you ready for your cage to come off" I asked him. He tried to mumble something but his lips were still on my clit. "Too bad you have to wait until we get home". To be continued….

Another little party time with new friends [MF] [MFM] Part 2

Part 1 Part 2 below We were in the neighborhood so my wife and I decided to stop by our new friends place just to say hello. As it turns out we caught them at a good time, their kids had just headed over to their friends house out of town so they were all alone and just chillin. We really hadn't planned on staying long but Bill brought out a bottle of Tequilla and started making margaritas for us all so we all just hung out for a while. Damn he makes strong drinks. Well after a couple of those we were all getting a little tipsy and Bill suggested we go outside and sit on the deck to get some air. Sounded like a great idea but it didn't last long since it was only 40 degrees out and my wife was freezing! So we all headed back inside and Bill threw some wood on the fireplace. In hindsight I think this might have been planned by Bill all along, the burning wood along with the drinks seemed to have gotten my wife very hot indeed. She asked Bill and his wife if they minded if she took her bra off because it was so hot. They didn't have a problem with it so she removes her bra and a gave a little titty flash while doing so. This got Bill aroused but his wife looked annoyed. Bill's wife said she was going to lay down for a minute, too many margaritas. I followed her to her bedroom and asked if she was alright. She asked me to shut the door and proceeds to take her clothes off and lays on the side of the bed. It seems that she was also getting very hot but didn't want to show out by the fireplace. So there she is naked and I'm standing there looking at her and she points to her pussy and tells me to "come here". I began running my tongue all up and down her slit and tongue fucking her while playing with her tits. She spread her lips for me and pushed my head in deep and then she began to buck and tensed up and then all of a sudden my face was soaked ! She got off so hard. I ran my tongue up onto her clit but she clenched her legs together and pulled me away, her clit was too sensitive from cumming I guess. I got up and wiped my face with bedspread and she told me " that felt so fucking good! Thanks, I needed that" I told her the pleasure was all mine. ​ Part 2 After leaving Bill's wife laying there on the bed feeling good I went across the hall to the bathroom to finished cleaning my face up, she made quite a mess on it! I walked back out into the living room, but it was empty, but I heard voices in the room with the fireplace, so I head in there expecting to see my wife and Bill but much to my surprise there sat both of Bill's kids! Holy shit! They were supposed to be gone all night but there they were! I'm sure the stunned look on face and the fact I couldn't catch my breath would have given me away had it of not been for the fact they were both so engrossed with their cell phones. But now all I can wonder is how long have they been there, what did they hear and where the hell is Bill and my wife! Well, I kind of waved hello to them and asked, "Have you seen your Dad"? They said "Oh they went over to the neighbor's house to feed and water the dogs while they are away. So, I headed next door and sure enough there's Bill and my wife by the front door, fully clothed, laughing it up. I had to ask what was so funny because I had just about had a heart attack when I found both of the kids were home and NOBODY warned me! Bill apologized for not warning me but they both went on to tell me that they could laugh now about it but when the kids came home and nearly caught them in front of the fireplace they about died. My wife tells me that earlier while I was in with Bill's wife that she snuck outside the bedroom door and could heard moaning, so she went and got Bill to come and listen too. Well, that gave the two of them all the 'ok' they needed to play around. So, they went out by the fireplace, and she took off her shirt and Bill was all over her nipples. Eventually they are both nude and my wife is leaning over the small end table and Bill is taking her from behind, she loves that position, when they see headlights in the driveway, then they hear a car door and oh shit, somebodies here! Now it was a scramble to get their clothes back on. As they are both telling me this story my wife pulls her panties and socks out of her pocket, said she didn't have time to put them on and they both laughed some more. They don't think the kids seen anything and neither acted like anything was even odd. They just said hello and that they had decided not to stay the night with their friends and then flopped down on the sofa and started playing on their cell phones. Needless to say, the fear that hit them when they saw the headlights and heard the car door gave them both quite a rush but now, we can all laugh about it. We talked for a little bit and then headed back over to Bill's house, but my wife and I decided we had had enough excitement for one evening, so we said our goodbyes and headed on home.

[B/S] Thin walls seduced my sister.

Hi everyone, I want to start off by saying that this is my first post ever on reddit and English is not my first language so apologies in advance. So, a quick intoduction, I am 19 and have a girlfriend who I will call Casey (also 19) for this story. I am very busy with college, work and friends&family, so I only see my girlfriend on saturdays. My sister (21), who I will call Jane, lives in a different city during weekdays for college but returns home every weekend to spend time with our family. With that out of the way, lets get into the story. You can probably imagine that when you see your girlfriend only once a week you tend to spend most of the day in bed. especially as horny teenagers. Every saturday there's a maximum of about 15 minutes before we're diving into bed full of fury. My bed has the long side pressed against the wall I share with Jane, and Jane bed has her the head side of her bed pressed against the other side of the wall, in the same place as my bed. Like this: b mybed mybed mybed b e----------------------------------e d mybed mybed mybed d wall wall wall wall wall wall wall wall wall wall herbed herbed her--------------her bed--------------bed herbed herbed ​ My matress is pressed against her wall and when Casey and I are going at it the matress rubs against Jane's wall. Jane later told me she can hear everything Casey and I did as if there wasn't even a wall between us. This story starts a week ago. Its sunday. Casey was with me on saturday and we were particurally horny that day. We were all over eachother and had sex maybe twice and did some other stuff aswell. I brought Casey home that night and went to bed after. on sunday I work from 7 to 4 every sunday, which is why Casey doesnt sleep over. When I got home from work I was tired and just went to lay in my bed until dinner was ready. I was laying in bed on my phone not doing much when I heard Jane's bed rhythmically tap against my wall. I obiously know what she was doing, and not having masturbated yet I started jerking of to the sounds of Jane rubbing herself. After a minute or two she suddenly stopped. I stopped aswell, scared that she had heard what I was doing. She then started masturbating again and so I did too. She continued and I heard her moan trough the walls and the I heard her nails scratch the wall between us. I moaned out "fuccckk". And she stopped again. This time though, I heard her get up and open her door and then she opened mine. Jane: "Are you seriously doing what I think you're doing?" me: "Can you blame me? You're weren't exactly being quiet about what you were doing." Jane: "I assumed you wouldnt even be able to get it up after everything you did with Casey yesterday." me: "You were listening to what Casey and I were doing yesterday???" Jane: "Yeah well if you're talking about 'not being quiet about it.'" (she actually did airquotes) me:"uhh okay yeah I guess we weren't really subtle." Jane:"You can say that again, Casey was moaning like she owns the place." me:"You can hear that huh?" Jane:"Yeah I can hear that! She sounds like she's being split in half!" me:"Thank you?" Jane scoffed and said: "Yeah sure big boy" me: "Casey seems to enjoy it." Jane looked a bit nervous "yeah" she paused for a moment. "Can I see it?" me: "what?" Jane: "uhm, your dick, can I see it?" I was taken aback, Jane and I have never done anything like this before. I mean yeah sure we bathed together when we were kids but we were very young back then. Why did she want to see it? Was she just curious? Was she just very horny? me: "uhm okay. If you really want to?" Jane just nodded. I removed my covers and was laying there without pants. Im not splitting anyone in half size, im just average. I started stroking it very slowly. Jane was just watching me and not saying anything. I started stroking a bit faster and she was still just looking at me. we made eye contact briefly before her eyes wandered back down again. She started softly rubbing her pussy over her jeans, still looking at me. I started speeding up slightly and retracted my legs so she had enough space to sit on my bed. She took the hint and sat down, and moved her hand under her clothes. I moaned "fuckk" and she threw her head back slightly. We sat like this for a moment when I said "You can take your pants off if you want" Jane stood up and dropped her pants and stepped out of them before sitting back down. She spread her legs slightly and I could see her beautifull pussy. "Fuck you look good." I said. Jane replied: "Hmmm you too." We were just silently looking at eachother and moaning slightly. I felt myself getting nearer and nearer to cumming and said "Fuck i'm about to cum" Jane moaned "mmhmm yess". I sped up as I was getting close to an orgasm and pulled my shirt off. Jane: "fucck". Soon I was cumming and came much harder than normally. Jane moaned "fuccckkk". She came not long after me and was almost screaming as she came. It was so fucking hot. She didnt say anything and stood up and went to the bathroom. Afterwards she went straight to her room. We didnt talk at all during dinner and in fact I didnt speak to her before she went back to her dorm room.

Played hooky from work to go on a 48-hour fuck fest with this Redditor I’d met once before [FM]

Here I [28F] am, a month after our first meeting, at the airport waiting to be picked up by this Redditor [24M] I’d met once, for what I thought would be a casual encounter, to a beachside resort he booked, far from the city. What could go wrong? Absolutely nothing. It was 48 hours of pure, raw, unadulterated, bliss. [Kyle](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xhgnjj/ended_a_redditors_dry_spell_and_he_got_me/), oh [Kyle](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zy7ojr/ended_a_redditors_dry_spell_and_he_got_me/). As charming as I’d remembered, Kyle grabbed my ass the first chance he got. Imagine his surprise as he grabbed a handful of pure ass, my little black thong swallowed by my cheeks. It was over an hour’s drive to the resort, and I gently rubbed his cock over his shorts as he was driving. “Try not to make a mess of your car,” I teased, and he groaned as he kept driving. The quaint resort was by the beach, and we had a lovely cottage perched above the ocean. I couldn’t wait for the receptionist to check us in, and once we were alone in our room, we couldn't tear our lips off each other. He hiked my tight black dress up, and he pushed me to the bed. Pushing aside the little thong I wore, he started off teasing my slit, and was surprised as his fingers were able to slide in straight away. “We just got here and you’re so wet already,” he exclaimed. “I was wet the whole ride here,” I retorted. I helped him pull off his pants, and he slid into my wet pussy without any resistance. I'd missed how his cock felt, and I couldn't hold my moans as he started fucking me. One thing about Kyle - he’s very competitive. After learning he was the first to make me cum, he wanted to break all my nonexistent records for most times I’ve cum. We were aiming for 10 orgasms for me, and as many as possible for him (I’m not that ambitious), so we had a bit of work to do. I don’t know what it is about Kyle’s cock. I’m normally a missionary kinda gal, but I couldn’t get enough of riding him, and Kyle wasn’t complaining. He’d been edging the past week, saving up that big load for me and he kept me going until he unloaded his week's worth of cum inside me, filling me right up. I thought he’d needed to rest after the creampie he gave me - I certainly did - but he wasn’t done. He was still hard (!!) and I couldn’t disappoint, so I continued riding, using his cum as lube, and I’d bend down to kiss him as I rode him. “Hey, let me try something,” he said, as he hooked his thick arms under my knee pit. I hooked my fingers together around his neck and squealed as he lifted me up, cock still inside me. He brought me over to the mirror, and it was so hot watching how he fucked me as he carried me. I saw his cock driving into my wet pussy, how my ass jiggled, and the way his muscles tensed on his 6' frame as he carried me and fucked me. It was so primal. God I loved how strong he was. We took a short breather to check out the beach, and scope out any nice spots to fool around later at night. Disappointed with what we saw - there wasn’t even a nice place to lounge - we headed back to the room to continue the rest of our evening. In preparation for the trip, I brought out all my neglected lingerie and couldn’t wait to model them for him. It was a whole bag-full of lingerie, and we only had another 40ish hours at the resort. Not sure what went through my mind when I put on the oddest combination of this white see-through bralette set I had, paired with black fishnets. Kyle seemed to like it, his expression changed when he saw me shyly walking out of the bathroom towards him. Running his hands over my body, he took a second to appreciate what I wore. Then he had me peel it off for him. He took the white, mesh panties I was wearing. “These are mine now,” and I let him. He ripped open the fishnets and fucked me in them, then true to his word, he took the panties home, where he would eventually make good use of them. After another short break, I went in to put on another set. This time, a sultry black lingerie set, paired with garters and pantyhose stockings. This time, he was anticipating an outfit change, and hungrily ravaged me as I came out of the bathroom. I love the feel of stockings on skin, and I wanted him to feel it too. I got him to lie in bed, then I laid back, facing him, propping up on my elbows and I ran my stockinged feet over his face, his body, then slowly, gently, all over his cock. Then, I straddled him, and let him fully explore my body all over again. “You gonna let me rip these off?” he asked, calloused hands rough against my silky stockings. “If you can,” I teased, and he gladly accepted the challenge. The stockings proved to be a tiny bit more of a challenge to rip than the fishnets. I enjoyed watching his muscles bulge as tried his best. I don’t know if it was my lust for him or that barbaric display of ripping, but the whole endeavor had me dripping wet, I was sopping through the stockings, which may have contributed to the challenge. He thoroughly enjoyed lapping up every last drop of my juices - his reward after all that effort - then I got on top, still in the ripped stockings, and rode him to completion. We headed up to shower, and ended up fucking on the bathroom counter, which bore too much of a hassle, so we shifted back to bed. It was an endless flurry of fucking, showering, resting, then fucking again. We fell to bed, panting, spent, and I dozed off within minutes in his arms, while Kyle continued working. I don’t know what time or how long I slept, but I woke up, still groggy, still in Kyle’s arms. I felt something hard poking between my butt. We fell asleep naked, so it definitely wasn’t a banana in his pocket. "What time is it?" I managed to mumble. “About 4 am.” I groaned internally, still sore from the events of the day before, but I didn’t stop him. I was still tired - who wouldn’t be, at 4 fucking am - but I couldn’t help grinding my hips against his, the pool of wetness growing between my legs. Kyle’s cock twitched in response, and there goes my sleep. He grabbed my hips and tried a few different positions, eventually finding one which allowed him to easily slide in, and there he was fucking me on my side as I was still half asleep. My pussy was still very tender, but my body reacted to his cock sliding in and out of me. I arched my back to feel him deeper inside, my moans and pants got louder and louder til I couldn’t hold it anymore. I wanted to take control, so I flipped him back and got up to straddle him, which startled him, apparently. “I thought you were sleepy?” “Do you want this or not?” I snapped, cranky but horny. He shut up, nodded, and I kissed him as I slowly warmed up, grinding on his cock. He then grabbed my hips, and angled his cock in the way that gets me to cum every time. “No,” I stopped him. “I don't want to cum until you fill me up.” He groaned, and I kept on at it. “I'm cumming,” he panted, as I kept my pace. He groaned and grabbed my hips as he unloaded another load inside my eager pussy. We had a few hours of uninterrupted sleep afterwards, til I woke up in Kyle's arms. We had 30ish hours left. I sighed a little, wanting to roll around in bed, but I had a full day of online meetings - we wouldn’t have much time to play. Kyle agreed to leave me alone, and I was prepared to be productive at work…

I’m 35yo banging my friend 21yo daughter

I know I’m a dick but fuck it. She’s Australian, c cups big ass and supppper hot. I own a cocktail bar and he would Always come by which is how I met him. We knew and hung out for about 6y and become good friends. He recently asked me if I can hire his daughter I said sure. 2 months go by I can tell she’s into me, I loved the attention and she did too. My highest tipped girl btw. One day we were flirting and we ended the night with drinks and she asked me if I can get her home, I was drunk so I said how about a Uber to my place. Which she agreed to. We get to my place and one thing lead to another and bang. Lol Tight as shit and yes we still banging. Let me know if you wanna hear more, or let me know if you would have done the same.

Chloe the Roommate 3 [TF/M][20s][Voyerism][Masturbation][Porn Talk]

"Shit shit shit" I whispered. She stopped making noises. Crap. She probably thinks I could hear her. I lay there looking at the ceiling. My heart was pounding out of my chest and I didnt move a muscle. I heard no noise from her room for a little bit. I started to calm down when I heard a door open. I closed my eyes pretending to sleep. My heart was beating even faster now. Was she in my room? She must be seeing if I was asleep. Just try to breathe normal and Don't. Move. A. Muscle. Relief came when I heard her in the kitchen. I heard her tiny footsteps walk slowly past my door and then I heard a door close again. Maybe I was in the clear. I better just go to bed and not overthink anything. I woke up around 8ish for some reason. I tried to go back to sleep but it was not happening. I thought about last night and worried about what she might say. I think the best idea is to just ignore it. I got up and peeked my head out of my room. She seemed to be in her room doing something. Weird to see the door open now. Usually it was shut but I guess I know what's inside now. I took my clothes and headed to the bathroom. After a little bit I got out of the shower and dried myself off. I was still too wet to put on clothes and the room was all steamy. I peeked my head out and the coast was clear. I quickly grabbed my clothes and made a break for my room. Too late. She was out of her room standing looking at me with a basket full of laundry. I froze in my tracks and I tried to move but she's wearing a new outfit. I get a look at her today. Her hair is down and is kinda wavy. She has a graphic sweater on and jean shorts. I'm a boob guy but I swear this girl is making me an everything guy. I couldn't find a single thing wrong with the way she looked. My eyes ran down her legs and they were amazing. They looked like hey belonged on an ivory statue. They were smooth, soft lines, and very slender. Her shorts came up to her upper thigh and fit tightly around her waist. I continued to look up and realized she was looking at me looking at her. Our eyes met and the questioning yet embarrassed look in her eyes along with her silky hair, pale skin and exposed legs made the blood drain from my face and into my dick. I didn't know why I wasn't looking away, I don't know why I wasn't moving. All I knew is that there was a thin teal towel between her gaze and my manliness. Now it was her turn. Her eyes left mine and traveled down my body. I'm not fit by any means. My job keeps me active and I eat alright but I'm not in any bad shape. I'm about 195 pounds standing at 5'10". However, having not eaten anything today and just gotten out of the shower my body seemed to look better than I thought because she was slowly making her way down. I still couldn't move. I've never had a girl look at me the way she is. Her eyes changed and now they seemed to have curiosity in them. She got down to what I assume was my penis and stopped. Her eyes widened. I looked down and saw that I was fully erect. And it had somehow made its way through the part in the towel. I see her do a quick tiny bite on her lower lip. Our eyes met and she got more red than I've seen before. She drops her basket and runs into her room, "sorry sorry sorry" she says closing the door behind her. All my senses came back to me and I heard my heavy breathing kick back in along with my fast heartbeat. I darted back to my room and shut the door but I didn't realize it didn't close all the way. I took my towel off and knew that this boner wasn't going to just go down so I opened some porn on my phone and started jacking off. I have no clue how long has passed but I finally get to a point where I'm about to come and as soon as I reach the point of no return I see it. A pale face with glasses peeking through my slightly open door. I looked at my dick and started cumming against my wishes. I looked back at her and she saw me. She gasps, says sorry one more time and disappears. I clean up and go looking for her. But she is nowhere to be found and her basket is still on the ground. The day goes on and I don't see her. I wanted to call but realized I never got her number. I start to worry but I have no idea what to do. I don't know anyone around here and I doubt she does since she seems like a homebody too. I decided to just keep myself busy and get ready for the semester to start again. Night falls and still no sign. I sorta start to miss her. I have no idea why. I've barely known her for a weekend. We've had more "off brand" sexual encounters than I'd like to admit but I just have this emptiness inside. Did I like her? Or did I just miss the horny nature of our living together. She was cute and seemed to be a decent person but I honestly didn't know alot about her. Yet this feeling I had, I wanted to know more. I did my best to fall asleep but couldn't. I kept thinking about her. Not about her sexy legs or fitting tank tops but just about her. The clock turned 11 but still nothing. I had to do something. So I wrote a note. -----I know the last few days have been weird and I am sorry if I have made you uncomfortable around me. I think its might help to talk about our situation as we might not have know what we are getting into being a girl and boy living together.------ I pinned the note to her door and that seemed to have made me less stressed as I was able to go to sleep. The next day I gather my stuff and head out to school. The laundry basket is still on the floor and her room is wide open. I tried to shake it off and headed out. After classes and work I come back home and it's still there. I started to worry again but tried to focus on my homework Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday all seemed to blur together. I started to get back into the routine of school until I got home after work on friday. The note was gone, so was her basket and her door was shut. I walked up to her room and was about to knock but something stopped me. I stood there and just stared at the door. I smiled knowing she is alive and that seemed to be good enough for me to be able to turn away and go into my room. I get out my homework and put a good two hours into it. 8:30pm rolls around and I get a paper slid under my door. At first it startled me then I started to worry about what it was going to say. I looked at it for what seemed like minutes but was probably 10 seconds. I picked it up. -----Let's talk tomorrow---- I felt at ease. Granted it was just a note but it didn't seem like a bad note. I worked more on my homework and fell asleep at my desk. Along with Sunday, Friday was my second day off and I managed to not have school. I woke up and went to the shower. Her room door was open. My heart rate increased ever so slightly thinking about her note. When were we going to talk? What were we going to talk about? I try to shake it off in the shower. While I was in there u started to think of Chloe and got hard really quickly. I figured it would be a good idea to jerk off so I'm less horny for our talk and able to think more clearly. I got out of the shower and opened the door to see if she was out. This time I beelined straight to my room and made sure the door was shut. I get dressed in a tee and gym shorts and walk out to the main living area. I make my way over to her room and knock on the way. She jumps a little. "Hey sorry... Umm when do you... You know wanna talk." "One moment" I lingered a bit and then sat on the couch. She came in the main room and saw me on the couch. She was wearing some gray sweats and a blue top that showed off the shape of her small perky breasts. It didn't look like she was wearing a bra but what do I know. Chloe made her way to the couch and I swear her boobs did a slight jiggle with every step. She sat on the couch and the light blue shirt seemed to reveal a vague outline of her nipples. My dick jumped, "fuck" I thought. I readjusted my sitting and faced a little towards her. She looked at me, "What's wrong?" I kinda looked into space, "I uhh didn't see you for a while" She could sense my worry and her demeanor changed again, "I didn't know what to do... I felt like I couldn't show my face to you. I was embarrassed and I figured you were too" "I was" "I'm sorry" "Its okay" "I didn't mean to stare" she kind of looked down "Its fine" "Is it?" "I dont know" Our old friend silence came back for a visit. "I'm sorry if I made things weird. This whole living with a guy thing is new to me." she started to rub her arms nervously. "I'm in the same boat, but you know... With a girl." She looked at me and smiled a little. The mood seemed to lighten up. Then it went back down again when she hung her head. "What's wrong?" I ask Her face starts to get a little pink. "You okay?" She looked like she wants to say something. "I won't judge" Her eyes widened like she was caught, "I... I don't know" I hold out my pinky. She looks at my pinky and then at me and then reaches for my pinky. We shake. She takes a deep breath then breathes out, "I liked it" "What?" "I liked it" "Liked what?" "Nevermind." "Tell me" "I liked... You know" "I know wha... Oooohhh, got it" She got red and looked down. Not knowing what to say I said, "Thanks" She sort of giggled but it was really short. To this day I don't know why I asked this next question even though I knew the answer, "Do you?" She buried her face in her hands. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to cross-" "Yes." "-the line" I realized what she said. "Oh cool" I'm not sure how this conversation could get any more awkward. Chloe somehow knew what to do to do so. "Do you watch porn?" My mind was blown, I honestly never thought I'd hear those words from a girl ive known for a week. But I managed to answer still, "yes" "What kind?" Suddenly I realized where the conversation could go and my guy instincts kicked in and the wheels in my head started turning. I could be basic and say the usual stuff. I could go in another direction and say hentai, or I could get the answers I wanted from day one. I go with option C, the truth, "Depends, sometimes petite stuff or lesbian stuff but if I'm being honest, I've been looking at girls with dicks," She seemed to perk up after that last genre. I knew she must watch that stuff too but if I'm to get any answer I gotta be cool about it. She looks at me with a hopeful expression, "You seriously watch stuff with Transsexual people?" "Not all the time. I just sometimes have an itch for it." I cant believe im actually being honest when I say this stuff. "I'm not into dudes but I don't know... There's something about a penis on a girl that's pretty hot." "Do you watch that stuff often?" "Recently yeah if I'm honest" Her redness seemed to turn down as her cheeks were just a tad rosie. Which was a surprise after what she said next, "I do too" I knew it! That's so fucking hot. I masturbate to you watching that stuff and it's so hot, "Oh nice cool" "How often do you jerk off" Oh we are definitely into that territory, "Once a day, maybe twice-" wait this seems too good to be true, "-Whats come over you? Sunday you seemed really embarrassed when I was looking at you in shorts and now we are talking about this? "I'm sorry... A lot has happened recently" "What do you mean" She tried to get comfortable, "Well when I saw you in the towel and you know, jack off. Your dick was the first real one I saw. Then when you saw me I realized my mistake and freaked out." "I should of had the door closed it was my fault" "Its fine" "Where did you go?" "My moms house, I told her what happened and she calmed me down. She's cool like that." "Oh nice." "I took some time to myself and..." "What?" She held out her pinky this time. Knowing something big was coming next I pinky swore with her almost instinctively. She cleared her throat, "it was all I could think about the next two days" "Think about wh- Oh... really?" "Really" With the tension that was there before gone I didn't seem to notice that this whole conversation had my dick hard. But she apparently noticed because I saw her hand make her way to my jeans. I kinda jumped to my surprise and that seemed to have brought her mind back to the moment because she then saw what her hand was doing and pulled it back. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I...I don't know what came over me" Chloe curled up into a ball and kept apologizing and I tried to tell her it was fine. It was just surprising, not bad. She didn't hear me over her sorrys and her face tucked into her knees. I put my hand on her shoulder and pulled her face away from her legs. "Hey look at me.." she looked into my eyes, "..I can forget this ever happened.." yeah right I thought to myself, "..just say the word" She looked at me and seemed really surprised by my calmness. I saw the gear in her head turn as she thought about my words. I was surprised that she was even considering anything. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about stuff like this or more but it's always surprising to hear or see that someone else may be thinking of something similar to you. She picked my hand off her shoulder and straightened up. She brought her legs back down and tucked her hand between them, closing her thighs together. She turned towards me slowly and brought her legs up on the couch. She placed her hand on her other arm and if I'm not mistaken did so to accentuate her tits. "No" "Huh" "Don't forget this happened." "Okay I won't but where do we go from here" "I want to see" "See what?" "Your dick" "You want to see my dick?" of course numbnuts that was what she just said. "Yes well no" I just looked at her and she took a deep breath, "I want... I want to see you... Watch you masturbate"

[B/S] As you probably guessed

Our uh.. little "pact" was broken last night. I had an absolutely *scuse my French* stressful fucking day at work yesterday. I don't need to get into it other than to say people not aware of what they're doing when they act like they know then pridefully not owning up to their fuckups. So it becomes this deal where you just want them to go work on something else while you fix what they did, and you're not even sure how they're in that line of work in the first place. I came home and "Nadine" could visibly see I was angry. I obviously was not going to snap at her. I got out of the shower dried off, put on a pair of boxers and tank top. She asked if I wanted to talk about it, so I took a few deep breaths, because I know what it's like to snap on people when recalling something anger inducing, and I just calmly but briefly explained the deal, then went on about how it's mostly my anger that's causing me to feel this way and how I have to learn how to practice radical acceptance. She called me "Babe" sat down next to me and hugged me. I played my PS5 while she lay with her head on my shoulder and both of her arms/hands wrapped around my arm. I fell asleep during a long as cut scene, she fell out, I woke back up around 10 which woke her up. She said "oh haha, I wasn't supposed to cuddle with you while you're asleep, whoops, my bad." I just replied "heh, well the way things are going lately, I could use a release t.b.h., but whatever." She said "Oh? I'm game if you are!" Of course I got instantly erect she tackled me back down to the couch and we made love while she got real vocal but quiet (because we have neighbors). She just rode me, moaned in my ear and said things that one would kick themselves over later lol. I came very fucking hard, told her to keep riding then she got up and squirted a total geyser all over my naked body shortly after. We both hopped in the shower then went to sleep together. Well.. I don't know that this was the best decision but the amount of oxytocin that released totally and completely absolved yesterday's stress. We woke up, kissed, she's off to another interview and I don't have to be at work for another couple of hours. So yea, for better or worse, we are a 'thing' now. I look forward to seeing her smile and vibrant energy when I get off. Edit* when I get off of work.

I (F18) went to the best sorority party ever PT 1

Last night, I was invited by a few friends in a sorority to go to a party they threw. I got there before the set time. We had rules that we can’t hook up with any guy. When the party died down, the girls and I stayed in the living room and started making out with each other. One of them, Maddy, she hasn’t been with a girl before. I brought her to a bedroom. If I wasn’t with my boyfriend, she’d be my crush. Maddy and I started kissing. She climbed on top of me before she started to motorboat me. Maddy took my pants off. She came back to kiss me. I got on top of her, took her skirt and panties off, and started to finger her. After a few minutes, I started to eat her out. She came a couple times. I took her top off and played with her boobs. I motorboated her. I laid on my back, took my top and panties off, and let her do her business to me. It felt like her mouth and my pussy latched together and was ment to be together. She was working at it for about 5 minutes before I squirted. She moved out the way for the stream to go over her back. After we ate each other out, we made out again. She wanted to scissor. So, I got on top and started to scissor her. Since I was sensitive, I squirted a few minutes in. We went back to the group after our one on one. We joined in on the all gal orgy! After we all came on each other, we slept together. When I woke up this morning, my friend, Lucy, and I started to get handsy. She climbed on top of me while we made out. She even slapped me a couple of times and called me a dumb bitch. She started to eat me out. I didn’t squirt this time. I ate her out after I came. After Lucy came, we got dressed and went downstairs to find all the girls in their underwear. I had to get to class. I couldn’t stay behind and have more sex.

Monster Office: Finale [monster girl][goblin girls][falling in love][creampie][female orgasm][multiple orgasms][blowjob]

Summer sucks. I was sitting under the break room air conditioner sweating my ass off. The main AC of the office was on the fritz and everyone was dying in the sweltering heat. Danica walked into the break room, missing her shirt. Her massive green breasts on display. “It's sooooo hot,” she said slumping into a chair beside me. “Micheal, make the sun go away.” “Your wish is my command.” I made a gesture by snapping my fingers. The lights in the break room went out. “Micheal, is it the heat getting to me or did you get rid of the sun.” “I think the power just went out.” She pulled a cell phone out of somewhere, and made a call. After a few moments of pantomiming gestures and exaggerated, yet hateful speech. “Heat fried the power. We get to go home.” “You didn't seem to be happy about the news.” “My stupid family is at my house. God knows I don't wanna see them.” “Wanna come over to my place? I've got AC.” She laughed. “Hell I’d come over just to get another taste of you.” She flashed a malicious smile. I chuckled. “It has been a minute huh?” “Yup, and I still can’t forget how good it felt.” She leaned back. Guess I should tell everyone that there's no work today. We both got up and walked to the main office. It was pitch black. A few people had cat-like eyes glowing creepily in the darkness. “Days done everyone, go home.” Danni said aloud. There was a murmur of excitement as everyone began gathering their supplies and heading out the door. I waited by Danni until we were the last ones left. “Lemme lock up real quick and you can drive me.” She locked up her office and we headed towards the fire escape. We made our way down the car port. Ever since I started working here, I managed to get myself my own car. It was a nice midsize red coup. I hopped into the driver’s seat and Danni got in beside me. I started the car and pulled out of the small parking deck. I drove us down towards my small apartment. A drive that used to take me nearly an hour was less than ten minutes after I learned all the best ways to get around. I pulled into my spot. “Uh Danni, you still don't have a shirt.” “So?” “You’re kind of exposed.” “They're just boobs.” She opened the door and walked out, and caught a few stares. She walked up to the entranceway. I walked my way toward her and opened the door for us. My apartment was okay. Simple modern foyer made of uncomfortable-looking black and white furniture. There wasn't anyone manning the door as usual. Me and Danni got in the elevator and rode it to my floor. The elevator opened to two long identical hallways leading off to either end. We made small talk as we walked to my place. I put in my code and we walked in. I've done some decorating since the last time I brought someone home. Where my walls were barren, I now had decorations of various monster girl actresses and some memorabilia from shows I've gone to. “Awesome pad Michael, cozy.” “Thanks.” I rubbed my neck nervously. She walked over to my old couch and sat down with a ‘pomf’ “Ooo, comfy.” she slapped the seat next to her. “Sit.” I sat down next to her and stretched out. Without warning, she put her arms around me and pulled me into a hug. “Oh, okay.” I accepted the hug, putting my hand on her head and giving it a rub. She made a pleasant noise and snuggled deeper into me. “You smell nice, musky.” I laughed a little. “Thanks? I guess.” “Makes me feel a little frisky.” she breathed deeply. “Michael, I want you again.” “Then take what you want.” And she did just that. She really see the hug and went to my pants, unzipping them and realizing my cock from it's cloth prison. She licked her plump green lips and took the shaft in her soft hand. She began rolling her tongue against the shaft, making it slick with her spit. She slowly pumped my shaft in her tiny fist. Running her fingers up and down with a soft, agonizing pressure. Her technique was flawless, gripping softly with a varying pressure against every possible inch of my cock. She lolled her tongue out, letting a small stream of saliva dribble down, lubing me up. As she jerked me off, she began running her tongue against my tender cockhead. She moved her tongue in small, fast circles. Ever the gentleman, I moved her hair out of her eyes as she played on me. “Fuck that feels good.” I moaned. She made some sort of noise of affirmation, vibrating my cock. She took me into her mouth, sucking me off in tandem with her fast hand movements. She looked amazing. I let out a moan, as I came into her mouth. White hot cum surged down her throat. She let out a surprised gasp as she drank it down. She pumped every last drop of cum from my cock, making sure I was thoroughly wrung out. She popped off and gave me a toothy grin. “Amazing.” she spoke softly. My erection still stood tall, needing even more attention. She hopped off the couch and stripped the rest of her clothes, giving me full access to her adorable body. She took a step before jumping into my lap, straddling me between her plush thighs. My cock stood at attention against her soft mound. “Micheal, I really need you right now.” she spoke softly. I grabbed under her arms and lifted her until her entrance was dripping over my cock. She was leaking sweet juices, anticipating me. I looked into her beautiful eyes. She gave a nervous nod. I lowered her down onto me, her entrance spreading over my tender cockflesh. Her wetness took me in, gripping me so tight I could feel her rapid heartbeat. She finally bottomed out on me, she ran her arms around my neck, pulling me into a deep, loving kiss. She tasted sweet, like sugar. Her tongue explored my mouth, wrestling with my own. She began to grind her hips in a pendulum motion, forcing her muscles to massage me. She felt amazing, like a velveteen dream. She began bouncing up and down, the sound of reverberated flesh echoing through my apartment. I met her bounces with my own thrusts, meeting her in a wet cacophony of pleasure. I wasn't long for this world, my orgasm rocked my body. I put my arms around my tiny green lover and held her right as I began to shoot another massive load of my love into her. As her body vibrated against mine, she whimpered into my mouth. After a long, intense moment, our orgasms subsided. We held each other, enjoying the afterglow of our lovemaking. She rolled off of me into the couch, her still-gushing pussy dribbling white fluid as she spread her legs. “Wow,” she said dreamily. “I don't think I’ve ever came that hard.” I breathed in. “Me neither.” “Can I be honest Micheal?” “Always, baby girl.” “Until I met you, no one had ever gotten me off.” “Like, at all?” “Nope, I've always been able to get myself off but no one else can..” “That sounds horrible.” “But not anymore, we've gotta keep doing this.” I laughed, “is that an order?” She laughed too. “Hey, Michael.” “Yea?” She suddenly got very quiet. “Maybe we can, I dunno, go out sometime?” “Like, for dinner?” “Yea.” “Even with what my job is?” “I kinda like it, knowing you could be plowing anyone at any time, I like the mystery of it all.” I laughed. “Then let's go to dinner right now. I know an awesome dinner down the road, they have a great philly.” She leaned up with a gleaming smile.” you mean it?” “Course Danni.” [hey all, the final part of Monster Office is here! Let me know what youve thought of the series so far and if you enjoyed! And if you did enjoy, please consider checking out my profile and patreon. Love you all!]

All About Her Part 2 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]

By late spring/early summer when the temperatures began enticing COVID hermits from their homes and gardens were near full bloom, Mags decided the time was right to set in motion her plan to see how far she could go with the young neighbor. Like any normal 18 year old he was considering going to university. Aside from his continued helping of Mags with the garden chores she also assisted him in what to look for in making a selection (as she did with our son). This actually helped Sid to become more relaxed in her company and smoothed the way toward her private goal. When working with him in the garden she changed from her usual attire. She chose to wear a flimsy camisole instead of a bra under her loose fitting, open collared shirt. Her cleavage was clearly visible without her having to bend. Her tits swayed and moved under the soft fabric as she worked, causing her nipples to rise becoming delectable visible twin peaks. Did Sid notice? That he did. Mags made sure she bent and squatted in front of him giving him the clearest view. She watched and when he stole a look she made sure to catch his gaze, hold it and then smile. She nodded letting him know she was ok with his seeing them and adjusted herself, affording him a closer look. He locked eyes with her and as she moved her hand to reveal more of herself he swallowed and never broke away from her gaze. The fact that he didn’t immediately take her up on the offer was but a momentary setback. Mags rose, and as it was getting toward tea, asked Sid to help gather their tools and return them to the gardening shed where they were stored. Mags went in first and, after stowing hers, turned just as Sid entered with the rest. She stepped forward attaching her mouth to his in a long, deep, penetrating kiss. After catching their breath, she pulled back to see what effect her lustful advance had on the boy. There was a moment of confusion that crossed his face, but in the next instant he pulled her close and kissed her even deeper and more passionately than she hoped for. In their embrace she could feel the growth of his cock beneath his jeans as it pressed against her mons. Her breath caught. She wanted it. She needed it. Mags pulled back enough to lift her arms. Instinctively Sid knew to lift her blouse off over her head. Mags then took his hands and placed them on her tits and with her eyes encouraged him to squeeze her nipples as they began again to devour each other’s mouths. Her hands eventually made their way down the front of of Sid’s jeans. As she began to caress him through his pants he brought his hands down to cover his erection so obviously straining against the fabric. Mags pulled back from their lip and tongue fucking, smiled and nodded as she removed his hands assuring him that it was ok with her. She began stroking his cock as she again allowed his probing tongue to entwine with hers. As little groans began escaping his throat she knew she had to have him. But not in the shed. She wanted all of him. She needed this and she knew he could give it her. Due to its spontaneity she knew couldn’t take him home with me there unprepared. Sid was having the same thoughts. He wasn’t a virgin, but this woman had been driving him crazy for months. He tossed off with images of her naked and ready…legs spread beckoning him to her bed. And here she was wanting him as much as he wanted her. What about her husband? Does that really matter? Sis wasn’t home now and wouldn’t be back for hours. Sid whispered in Mags ear, “Can you come to my house after tea?” She looked in his eyes, “Are you sure? Will anyone else be there?” Sid confirmed it would be just them. Mags smiled and told him she would tell me she was going over to help with his University search after tea and that should give them the time to satisfy their desires in comfort without discovery. Mags kissed him and left after pulling her top back on. Sid sat down on a bag of manure still reeling from the realization that his fantasy was about to become reality. Locking the shed he looked back at our house and then headed home to shower and prepare for Mags arrival.

Feather Beds [F33/F27] [Fantasy] [FF]

*This is my first attempt at any kind of erotic writing. Just a hobbyist having fun.* The tavern’s rooms were hardly accommodating for two, but the weary travelers made the best of it. Maria, as usual, woke well before the rest of the vanguard and began fitting her bodice - buckling straps and cinches, harnesses and, pauldrons - so quick to cover her scars and wounds, hiding her perceived weaknesses and mistakes from others. She was careful not to make too much noise, but the rickety feather bed groaned under the weight of her boots as she finished lacing the crude leather form around her calf. She was soon acutely aware of Tulan’s eyes upon her. Such an unusual feeling it was, sharing a room and having someone see this intimate and almost ritualistic part of her private life. She was trying to ignore it when she heard a soft thud behind her. She turned to find Tulan, risen out of bed and stretching before the window. The warm sheets that once covered her supple form piled on the floor at her feet. Maria’s eyes followed from her ankles up, along Tulan’s long, pale legs that glowed with warmth in the morning light. A thin white linen shirt came to an end at the top of her thighs. Maria could barely make out the soft, supple curve of Tulan’s bottom under the sheer cloth, a bright triangle of light peeking through the gap between her thighs. She gulped nervously at the sight and attempted to look away, but not before Tulan caught eyes with her from over her shoulder. Maria’s face flushed with heat as their gaze met. Maria breathed in as if to speak, to break the awkward tension in the room, when suddenly she saw Tulan run her hand across her neck, sliding the thin white cloth off her shoulder. The garment dropped to the floor in a heap at her feet. Maria quivered as she took in the shape of Tulan’s nude backside. Her shoulders were lightly freckled and her fiery red and golden hair trailed down her back to the top of her perky, round bottom. Maria swallowed hard, her palms lightly sweating and her breath short and fast. A foreign and burning sensation swelled within, her emerald eyes glowing with desire. She could not contain the feelings surging within, and she no longer cared to try. Maria clenched her fists and slowly crossed the room toward Tulan, who watched Maria intently from over her shoulder, running her slender fingers up and down her curves seductively. Maria stopped just behind her, so close that Tulan could feel her breath on her neck. Tulan bit her lip and closed her eyes in anticipation, she exhaled deeply as she felt Maria’s touch upon her hip. Her fingers traced the slender, toned curves of Tulan’s body, along her abdomen, over her hips, and down her thigh. She gently cupped Tulan’s plush bottom as her other hand took hold of the copper braids trailing down Tulan’s back. She lightly tugged at the braid, bringing Tulan’s head back just enough to graze her lips. Tulan bit down in pleasure and let out a soft moan as she felt the tickle of Maria’s tongue on her lower lip, seeking a way past. Maria massaged and squeezed Tulan’s lush, round ass as she leaned in further, parting Tulan’s lips with her tongue and deeply kissing her. Tulan’s hands ran up along her own body, cupping and squeezing her breasts and pinching her erect, pink nipples. Maria continued to kiss and nibble at Tulan’s lips until she forcefully bent her over the bed, her hand further exploring the soft curves and warm crevices of Tulan’s backside, urging her to release a cute but startled yelp of pleasure. Tulan’s hands spread out across the feather mattress, grabbing and pulling at the bedding in pleasure. Maria kept a firm grip on Tulan’s braids and ran her fingers further along the crease of Tulan’s butt, sliding her long, soft fingertips down between her legs. Tulan pulled her head up and moaned softly as Maria’s fingers entered her. Her back was flush and hot, and Maria could begin to see the glisten of a fine sweat building on her skin. She was doing well. With another tug on Tulan’s braid, she pushed her fingers deeper inside her. Tulan’s tight, warm center was pulsing and growing hot and wet with each thrust, almost drawing Maria in further. She pushed into her more, licking her lips as she lusted over her tight but soft form. Tulan continued to moan and grasp at the bedding, burying her face in the mattress when it became too much to handle, her moaning and squealing muffled by the thick feather bedding. Down the hall, the rest of the party began to muster, groaning for coffee, mead, tea, and eggs, shambling down the hall unaware of the gasps and moans softly emanating from behind the thick oak walls of Maria’s room.

The Fire In His Eyes (Chapter 1) [Futa27] [M20] [Futanari] [Futadom] [Ownership] [Pet Play] [Domination] [DubCon] [Reluctant Romance]

Author's Note: Hi there! This is the first piece of erotica I ever wrote, which I posted last year. I've built up a portfolio that can be found on various smut websites if you want to check me out there! I'll be posting my stuff here to to hopefully expand my audience! I appreciate your comments and feedback! Heads up; this series currently has 13 parts, so there's a chance I've improved on areas since this chapter. \*\*\* Hushed whispers coursed throughout the auction hall as Carmen sat down. She crossed her legs elegantly, allowing her wide hips and muscular thighs to accentuate themselves. She sighed softly to herself. Why did she even bother coming to these anymore? They never had any options she liked. They were always either terrified, distant, or emotionally broken. None of these traits suited Carmen's interests. She wanted one with a spark. The whispers died down as a woman on the stage spoke up. "Welcome, ladies! Thank you for coming to tonight's adoption auction! As you know, any unclaimed male in our district must surrender to a shelter, where they are housed, fed, and cared for. Once a standard health evaluation has been completed, they are ready to adopt, and that's why we're all here. Today you'll be presented with four adoptable young men, and if you see one you want, you'll have to bid. The money you bid will be forwarded to our shelter as a donation, to avoid any legal turmoil. The highest donation offered means that lucky individual gets to take the boy home as hers!" The curtains behind her opened, revealing four individuals. Each was a young man, nude and vulnerable with leather collars adorning their necks, and chastity cages around their manhoods. They were all clearly adults, but varied in age, ethnicity, and build, and they all wore different emotions. The first boy seemed to be almost catatonic. Staring off into the distance at something unseen. The second boy's eyes were red and puffy. Tear stains adorned his cheeks and his chest hitched occasionally with a sob. The fourth boy's head jerked and whipped around erratically. He couldn't seem to focus on any one thing in particular, but he looked scared for his life. The third boy, however, caught Carmen's attention. He was smaller than the others, but his body was fit, indicating a life of manual labor. He had light brown hair that was parted on one side, and his eyes shone a bright green. What caught Carmen's eye most, however, was his expression. The boy's teeth were clenched together in a scowl, his eyebrows furrowed together, and his eyes burned with a fiery rage that Carmen had never seen in a boy before. His green eyes shifted around the auction hall, and whenever they settled on one of the women in the audience, Carmen could see their hatred burn brighter. She found herself licking her lips and quickly brought a hand to her mouth in embarrassment. I have to have him, she thought. No matter how much I spend, I have to have him! Within moments, the bidding was underway. The first two boys sold rather quickly, with little competition for them. When it came to Carmen's target, she had to maintain a high aggression with her bidding. Several others must have noticed the fire in boy 3's eyes as well, but Carmen wouldn't be swayed. Raising her paddle one final time, the auctioneer bellowed out a hearty "SOLD!" and Carmen couldn't help but grin devilishly. She made eye contact with the boy as he glanced over to his new owner, and now Carmen felt that fire focused on her and her alone. It was intense. The burning in his eyes caused her heartbeat to quicken. She had never seen anything like it. She smiled at her newly won prize. I can't wait to break you, she thought. "Just through here, sweetie." Carmen cooed as she stepped through the front door, tugging on the leash attached to her new toy. The boy only grumbled in response as he followed her into his new home. Carmen shut the door and locked it before turning to him. "Welcome home, darling boy. My name is Carmen, and I'm your new owner. I'm sure you know how this works by now. You'll be my live in maid, pet, and little buttslut for the foreseeable future! Now tell me... what's your name?" "Bo." the boy replied, venom dripping from his voice. "Such a cute name. I don't think I'll bother changing it. How old are you?" "Twenty." "I see. Now then, it's been about a day since I've had any release. Get on your knees for me, pet." Carmen ordered as she began rubbing her crotch through her dress. "No." Bo snapped. Carmen froze, her hand mid stroke. Bo had practically spit the word at her. It made no sense. All the boys at the auction were supposed to already understand their place. Even if they'd never been used, surely they knew that what a lady says goes. "Excuse me?" Carmen asked. "I said no." Bo spat. "You wanna get off? Fuck yourself." Carmen's hand tightened around the growing bulge in her panties before letting go. She felt her fists ball up and a vein protrude from her forehead. How dare this little prick say no, let alone insult her in such a way? He needed to learn his place. Carmen lifted a hand up and opened her palm. Much like she had seen other women do when their boys stepped out of line, she swung her open palm around toward Bo's cheek. Then something happened that Carmen never would have expected in a million years. Bo brought his forearm up to the side of his head and blocked Carmen's slap, before swinging his own hand up and delivering five fingers across Carmen's own cheek. A resounding SLAP echoed throughout the house, and Carmen felt her flesh burning after the impact. She was stunned. Not only was this boy disobeying her, he had just struck her. Carmen couldn't speak. She just stared at Bo wide-eyed as he brought his hand back down to his side. "I'll cook, I'll clean, whatever. I guess I owe you that much. But I'm not one of your cheap whores. You want to fuck me? Too bad, bitch. I'm going to bed. I assume I'm sharing yours?" "I... y-yeah. Up the stairs, second door on the right..." Carmen spoke sheepishly. Bo huffed and wandered off to bed, undoing and tossing away his collar in the process. Carmen staggered over to the couch and plopped down with a sigh. This was just her luck. She finally found a boy with a spark, and that spark had started a fire under her own ass. She grunted as she felt her panties grow tighter. "Fuck..." she muttered as she lifted her dress. The bulge in her panties was obscene at this point, and it was almost painful. She quickly tugged them off and slid them down her legs, allowing her cock to spring free. It was massive. Her fully erect glory stood at a proud 13 inches, ending in an angry pink head that throbbed with her heartbeat. Dark blue veins snaked down the slightly curved shaft all the way to the base. Her cock was accompanied by a set of orange-sized testicles that lay against the couch, occasionally twitching in their sack as they begged her to be drained. She reached out and grabbed her cock, causing goosebumps to shoot across her body. Her balls instantly drew up for a moment, and a drop of precum squirted from her tip and ran down her shaft. She was so pent up... just grabbing her cock brought her to the edge. She had been saving up in hopes she would have a new toy to pump full of her seed. She glided her hand down her shaft, and as her foreskin slid past the head of her cock, she had to stop as her balls drew up again. "Fucking tease..." she growled. "I'm gonna rape your little holes until you pass out!" Carmen gave up on trying to enjoy the process and began to furiously stroke herself. Her blonde hair fell over her eyes as she squeezed them shut. A perverted slicking sound filled the room as she milked her prodigious girlcock to the edge. She felt her engorged testicles draw all the way up, and her tip flared out like a horse as thick, off-white, virile cum began firing out. It arced several feet across the room, splattering on the tile floor. Carmen moaned and growled loudly as her second stream started, even greater than the first. She never stopped stroking herself, trying to milk as much cream out as possible. "Take it... take my fucking seed!" she moaned. After about half a minute of continuous ejaculation, her cock finally calmed down as her shooting died down to a trickle. Much to Carmen's disappointment, her massive meat remained standing at attention. Without hesitating, she grabbed it with both hands this time and resumed stroking. Bo pulled back around the corner of the stairs and slumped against the wall. He put his hand to his chest as he felt his heart slam against his ribs. What had he just witnessed? He knew futanari were big, he knew they were virile, but this was insane. He likened her cock to the horses he would tend to on his parents' farm, but her cum put any equine to shame. She must have pumped a gallon out of those fat nuts, and she was going for round two! Bo glanced down at his naked body. He was hard. Rock hard. What is wrong with me? he thought. That psychotic cow wants to fuck me with that thing. It'll kill me! He reached down and ran a finger under his modest shaft. That crazy bitch can dream all she wants. There's no way I'm even touching that mutation she calls a cock. He pulled his hand away from his dick reluctantly. He was too tired to jack off. Plus he felt that stroking himself to the thought of her meant losing a part of himself. He stood up and peaked around the corner. Carmen was in the throes of a second orgasm, somehow shooting out just as much thick goop as last time. Bo shuddered and slinked off to the bedroom. He took a second to admire the decor of Carmen's bedroom. She may be an evil sow, but she has good taste, he thought. He climbed into the king sized bed and slid under the covers. He hadn't been sure how well he'd sleep in a foreign environment, but he found he was sleepy enough that it wouldn't be an issue. Bo had nearly drifted off when he heard footsteps ascending the stairs down the hall. He discreetly peeked an eye open as he watched Carmen walk in. He had to admit, she was gorgeous. Her long blonde hair fell down to her waist, her piercing blue eyes drew you in, and her plump lips looked like they could drain your soul with a kiss. Beneath her luscious lips was a small mole on her chin. He watched as she slid out of her dress and tossed it aside. Her body was something else. Her arms and legs bulged and flexed with subtle yet firm muscle, becoming more defined when she flexed each limb. Her perky, E-cup breasts sat high on her chest, and as she unhooked her bra he took note of her quarter-sized nipples that stuck out in the cool air. Looking closer, one could see a network of veins that latticed her mammaries, all meeting at her pink areolae. Each breast was a beautiful teardrop shape with the nipples pointing slightly forward and outward. Her stomach bore a visible six-pack, the lines of her hips providing a perfect arrow down to her hairless groin. Her ass jutted out from her like a shelf, jiggling only slightly with each step, demonstrating a delicious firmness. She tossed her panties away, having already taken them off. Bo's breath hitched as he got another look at her cock. It was soft now, only reaching about 6 inches, which was still bigger than Bo was hard. Her balls, while still large, had slightly decreased in size to that of clementines. A thick string of leftover cum hung from her reddened tip, occasionally dripping onto the floor. He shut his eyes again as he felt the bed sag under Carmen's weight. She settled herself into the other side of the bed, taking care to leave space between herself and him. He couldn't help but sigh. She smelled so good. He felt his chest grow warmer as he drifted off to sleep.

[S/B] my mother caught me and my brother today and revealing our relationship

This is the typically sex story that gets posted here, so I apologize for not giving you what you want ahead of time. I just wanted to give an update as I know some of you are still interested in my story. My brother and I had sex the first time about 5 months ago. I thought it was going to be a one or two time thing, instead it became a relationship. It was just sex for the first month and then we talked about dating, I was hesitant but 2 months ago I told him I was happy exclusively being with him and we treated it like a proper relationship. In private more so than public. We call each other babe and act as significant others. When we go into the city we often feel more free to behave that way in public as well. The fear of people learning has always kept us on edge and our fears came true today and we are to blame for being dumb and not expecting our pseudo detective mother. This morning during a very long love making session, our mom walked through the front door and checked every room. Ultimately she found us in the master room with me clearly on top and riding my brother. She freaked out, understandably and we did too. I was a nervous wreck so he was the first one to get dressed and tried to talk to her. She hit him. Understandably again. I eventually came out, at first she was worried about my safety but when she realized it wasn’t like that. I got chastised very quickly. But after a short rant she got in her car and drove home. We tried calling to explain and she didn’t answer. So we decided to go to our parents house and my dad met with us in his shop garage, told us mom is distraught and can’t handle it. Dad was stunned but supportive, oddly enough. He explained that mom had suspicions after I moved in with him but then confirmed after watching my brother grab my ass on the way to the car after we visited yesterday. We told my dad that we are committed to each other in a relationship and hopefully they can understand. We left shortly after and still waiting to hear their response. Sorry for the non sexy update but this is a reality with an incestuous relationship.

I fucked the married couple next door

This was about two months ago. I F(30 at the time) became close with my neighbor F(34) and her husband M(32). One night I was at their house drinking some wine when she put her hand on my leg asking how I got so beautiful. I blushed and brushed it off. Her husband then goes “seriously, if I was a single man I would be trying to fuck you daily.” It was a bit awkward but his wife then said “well, as long as I can help I’ll allow it.” At this point I was a little tipsy and they are good looking, so I said “well then what are we waiting for,” leaned in, and kissed her passionately with tongue. At this point it was fully on. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into the kiss. We stood up and went to her bed, bumping into walls and making out on the way. When in their room she wasted no time getting naked and laying back, so I got naked too and laid on top of her. Our chests were rubbing and I felt her hand on my ass as I kissed her. We were so wrapped up in it I didn’t notice her husbands cock (so thick 🤤) was out and hard. Next think I knew he had put it between our lips. Now, we were making out around his cock. While trying to still kiss both our tongues were all over him as he thrusted back and forth. I pulled my head up, grabbed his cock, and put it in my mouth. As I sucked his cock she started licking his balls and ass hole. When she moved to his ass I felt him get harder in my mouth and he moaned. I took his cock out, bent over on all fours, and demanded he take me. She got next to me and put one hand on each ass cheek, spread my ass, and he thrusted into my tight cunt. I immediately shivered with delight and grabbed her to put her in front of me. Now, with her legs open in front of me, I dove in and ate her pussy as I was getting fucked. It was so hot I can’t even describe it. With every thrust it pushed me further into her until finally I couldn’t handle it any more. I moved forward off his cock and climbed on top of her. Now, I moved to a 69 position with her. I watched as his cock entered her pussy and I was licking her clit when it went in. I then sat up and started kissing him as he fucked her and she at my pussy. After a few minutes he shoved my head down near her pussy. He pulled out, came on my face, and she moved me closer to her. I licked the cum that missed me off of her stomach, moved up, and kissed her. We swapped him cum a few times before she finally swallowed it. We laid back and she took out two vibrators. Side by side we came again as he watched. I showered and went him. Mind blown I was so tired. We now try to fuck once a week.

I went to this party

Last week a friend of mine invited me to a party where I didn't know anyone. They came to pick me up, I was the only girl surrounded by 4 guys. I was sitting in the middle and I noticed that the driver was very hot. We exchanged smiles and dirty looks. Once there, it was nice, the party was starting to be nice, there were a lot of people and the house was beautiful. During a drinking game, I kissed the driver's best friend. I saw that he was a bit jealous but I understood that it was the opportunity to fulfill one of my fantasy: to sleep with 2 guys. So I started my little game, I turned on the driver's buddy, I touched his thigh and after a while I felt that it was hard, very hard. Then I went to the bathroom and told the 2 buddies to follow me behind the house. They started touching me and kissing me. I started to suck them deeply, I was like transcended. One of the 2 went to ask the owner of the place where we could be more quiet to fuck. The only problem was that the house was a ground floor and that the entrance door of all the rooms was in the living room. I pretended to have a headache and went alone to the bedroom "to rest". As soon as the door was locked, I opened the window to my 2 accomplices and I was fucked wildly. It was magic, I had never been so excited in my life. I don't know if it's the fact that I had sex with two guys or the fact that all the guests were on the other side of the door. Fortunately the music was loud but I didn't dare to leave the room after that. I continued to be fucked until the early morning like a little slut.

[GFA/gd] It happened! :)

I’ve wanted to wait several days before posting again as to not overwhelm the community, but the plan to lose my virginity was a success! It was well..worth the wait too🤭. Now I understand why everyone makes so much fuss about sex haha. Anyways it happened earlier this week and it was quite the life changing experience for me. So it went down much like how I envisioned it. I dressed casual in sweats and a hoodie and went to school for a bit. I then left around lunch to go back home and get ready. My best friend asked where I was going and I wanted to tell her the truth but I knew I shouldn’t. Anyway being home meant him and I had full privacy until much later. I got back and I waited while he went down the street to buy condoms. I was nervous but could hardly hold back my excitement. While he was doing that I changed into the outfit I picked out which was a black shower robe revealing a black bra and panties underneath. I applied lotion to my legs and body and waited patiently in my bed. He got back and opened the door to my room slowly as if he was still in some disbelief of what was happening. I’ll never forget the look on his face when he saw his own granddaughter in that outfit!😛 We made eye contact and I could see his jaw drop at the sight of me. As he approached I felt my body wanting him more and more. He pulled me close for a long kiss and started to unbuckle his pants and feel around. He wasn’t fully “up” yet so I sort of half moaned to him “I’m ready”. I could feel something switch in him just then like he became activated once again after many years. I laid tummy down on the bed as he undressed and got behind me moaning and groaning about how great my ass feels. Next thing I know he’s kissing my neck and whispering to me as he un does my bra and slides my panties down. It’s at this point my body is telling me to be completely submissive. Bare butt naked now he starts to finger me while licking all around my ass. I wanted him to lick all the way inside 🍑 but we’ll save that for later;). He took control and had me flip over on my back once I was wet and turned on. Looking up at him when he slid on a condom and I got my first full view of his beautiful size and shape😻. I was surprised by how a much older man could have a nice healthy looking penis. He asked if I was ready then took control and positioned me in a sort of fetal position with my legs up. He looked directly into my eyes as he slid himself in and I gasped loudly. It hurt for a few moments which I expected, but he was gentle until I got used to the feeling inside me. He gradually picked up the pace of the strokes and I became a mess of moans and “keep going”. It felt like a constant orgasm/rush for me and a few minutes in he erupted into the condom and let out a final moan of satisfaction. We got up and headed to the shower then to clean up. In the shower I dropped to my knees doing my best pornstar impersonation and gave my first bj. Hearing his moans and the dirty talk while I give pleasure honestly is my favorite part. We got out and he did me doggy until we were completely worn out. Afterwards he thanked me and I did the same thanking him for being a great teacher :).

Weird like me

Is anybody else this strange? I got home late last night and told my Partner that I would wanted to work through the tiredness and have some fun before bed. I got home, showered, and we walked to the playroom. He was placing on my restraints and setting up the scene, then we got into some effects play and orgasm denial, and I realized we were just talking about what happened that day. He's using the riding crop on me while we're just having a casual chat about getting the car fixed. I just burst out laughing. Usually, our scenes are far more intense, and both of us get completely immersed in them.But, on second thought, we've had all these conversations before and during bondage play. I don't believe we're bored with each other (certainly not with Him). Has anybody else here done something like this?