Post college I worked a job with some weird hours. My roommate worked a 9-to-5 (which was more of a 7-to-7, gotta love the corporate life), but it left me with a lot of free time during the day. Swiping through one of the dating apps, I found someone in the same boat. Liz was a cute little bartender and we hit it off quick. She had golden blonde hair that fell just past her shoulders, big blue eyes, a nose ring, and, I was happy to later discover, a pierced tongue. She stood maybe 5 foot 3 with a slim-thick build that gave her a great ass and two perky B cups. We went out for drinks one night and had a good time, but she had work after so the date ended early. A few days later, she texted me around 11am to see if I wanted to hang out. To my surprise, the address she texted me was two blocks away; we lived on the same street. I tossed on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and walked over. Liz's house was a worn down little college renter with a big front porch. I knocked and she answe
Good morning honey, how did you sleep? You snuggled up all night like that, moaned and even screamed once in the middle of the night ... What did you dream about, dear? I gently run my hand through the velvety hair that has strayed during the night, I press you all tightly and gently to me, feeling your whole body trembling nervously, and heavy drops of sweat appeared on my forehead ... and barely audible in my ear: Zaya, tell me what you dreamed you? I know that sex... You finished in your sleep... With whom? And to be honest? I'm without complexes, you know... Was he handsome? And how did he seduce you? Did you fight back? And he? He was so strong, handsome, impudent, cruel ... I put my hand on the mound of hair in the lower abdomen and begin to lightly stroke, fingering the curls of the hairs with my fingertips. He ripped the dress in one fell swoop and you covered your chest with your hands? Then he slapped his cheeks painfully and strongly ... he called dirty names and hit aga
Hi long time reader here but never had the thought to write up some of my past on here until now. Honestly a bit worried I wont stack up to how well some of you write! If this post gets a lot of attention I may even write up some more! A little about me before we start, mid 40s dad of one. Best daughter I could have wished for! Mostly raised her myself in a household where talking about sex was not taboo at all. That is kind of important for the story. Anyways I will start with no more delay. Everyone in this story is 18+ Me, my daughter (Chloe) and her best friend (Zara) would frequently go to conventions and when my daughter left for college it stopped for a bit. Zara stayed back with her family to work at their family business in the town. Her boyfriend from highschool for many years turned out to be cheating on her repeatedly and she broke up with him. I had heard all this from my daughter Chloe, we all know how drama travels. This was just before the weekend and Zara and her ex h
Hi long time reader here but never had the thought to write up some of my past on here until now. Honestly a bit worried I wont stack up to how well some of you write! If this post gets a lot of attention I may even write up some more! A little about me before we start, mid 40s dad of one. Best daughter I could have wished for! Mostly raised her myself in a household where talking about sex was not taboo at all. That is kind of important for the story. Anyways I will start with no more delay. Everyone in this story is 18+ Me, my daughter (Chloe) and her best friend (Zara) would frequently go to conventions and when my daughter left for college it stopped for a bit. Zara stayed back with her family to work at their family business in the town. Her boyfriend from highschool for many years turned out to be cheating on her repeatedly and she broke up with him. I had heard all this from my daughter Chloe, we all know how drama travels. This was just before the weekend and Zara and her ex h
I didn't sleep well that night. I kept think of my wife fucking Easton. I was having mixed feelings about it. If she did do it, I wasn't sure if I wanted to watch. I got the answers to my doubts in the morning. I woke up and she was gone. I layed there for a second, gathering my thoughts when I heard moaning and it sounded like my wife. I quickly got up and went to the bedroom Hannah and Easton were in. I was surprised at what I saw. My wife was naked on the bed with Hannah sitting on her face and Easton's face between my wife's legs. I was frozen with mixed emotions seeing another man pleasuring my wife. My body reacted in a positive way by my dick getting hard. Hannah was the first to see me. "We were wondering when you were getting up. Kat tried to wake you but you were sleeping too sound I guess. Sorry we started without you." About that time, I heard my wife orgasm. It was arousing to hear her cum like that. She then pushed Hannah off of her face and Easton from between her l
Background: So I am 28 year old woman, and have been dating my current GF (Z for purposes of this story) for a little over two years. I’m about 5ft 2, blonde, did cheer in college and have a muscly ass and thighs and c cup tits. Z is a little taller than me, and has a thin runners body including the roundest little ass you can imagine and red hair. We both previously had boyfriends (a tale for another time) so we’re bi. My best friend (A for purposes of this story) has lived on the other side of the country since shortly after college. She is short (about 5 ft) brunette with a big butt and tits a little larger than mine. She started dating her bf (BF for purposes of this story) about a year pre covid so I’d only met him once before. But he has been great in the time since I met him, very cute and friendly. He’s about 5ft 9 with red hair and a great body, particularly his broad shoulders and a great ass. My best friend has always been very sexually open so I have been regaled with tales
None of my aunts were hot. So when uncle Jack said he was gonna bring home his new girlfriend, I pictured some forty year old lady with glasses and decent cooking skills. Turns out my imagination was slightly inaccurate. By “slightly” I mean “completely”. By “inaccurate” I mean “plain wrong”. See… Uncle Jack is a forty year old *dad*. He has the dad bod, the dad jokes, the dad car. So it was hard to picture him with someone who… you know? Didn’t look like a *mom*. And the only way Emily could be described as a *mom* was if it came right before the letters I, L and F. I had to be told she was in her late thirties, and even then I didn’t believe it. She didn’t look a day over thirty. My original guess would have been late twenties. She had thick dark hair and the prettiest green eyes I’ve ever seen (Not that I’d seen that many, being 19 and all). But it wasn’t her looks or her youth that drew me in… it was something about her mouth. She had a way to purse her lips, a way to ru
I was in a store doing some Christmas shopping when I heard someone say, "Hey Mr. K." I turn and see Hannah running towards me. She jumps into my arms and gives me a big hug. I was surprised to see her, she usually let's us know when she's back home. "I'm sorry I didn't text you or Kat. I was too excited about leaving school and coming home. Oh, I almost forgot, this is my friend Bella. She's from Brazil." I look over and I see this beautiful woman standing there. Long, dark hair and eyes. Well fit body with what looked like decent size breasts. Darker skin that looked like a good tan and I smile that would melt any heart. "Hello Mr. K, I'm Bella. Nice to finally meet you. Hannah has told me so much about you and your wife Kat. Is she here with you?" Bella's accent was so sexy. Everything about her had a sexual vibe. If Hannah told her everything about us, it was just a matter of time before things happened. I definitely had no objections to that. "No she's not. It's nice to meet
I had known her since I was a kid. Her house was one of the spots my friends and I would always be welcomed at. From the middle school years all through high school, we had many good times over at my buddies house. His mom, Sheila, was a welcoming host, and to be honest I always had a bit of a crush on her. She had dirty blonde hair which she usually kept fairly short but stylish and a pretty face with soft pillowy lips. Something about those lips always lit a fire to my imagination growing up. She also had a curvy, soft body - probably could be considered a little chubby, but to my eyes she always seemed warm and inviting. I was just a kid and she was happily married, so this was one of those things that I would fantasize about in private moments. As I got older I began seeing her far less frequently but would continue to fantasize about her from time to time. As the years passed I fell out of touch with her son. I was now in my early 30s and living a few towns over from where I h
As soon as Julia realized that she woke up and opened her eyes, she had some strange, almost imperceptible and unconscious intuitive feeling that today she would have a very special day. The scorching July sun evaporated any traces of moisture into the air. Except perhaps the sea, which it was unable to evaporate. Already early in the morning, as soon as the Earth turned to face the star, every stone, every tree began to heat up to a terrible temperature. Everyone wanted one thing - good rain. After drinking a little cold cocktail of cream and caramel, throwing a light dress and sandals over her body, Julia decided that it was completely useless to continue hiding from the heat at home and, lightly slamming the gate of her site, went in the direction of her favorite bay. The trip to the place usually took her about twenty minutes, but today her special mood allowed her to fly to that place without noticing the time. She flew along the paved stone path downhill, increasingly smellin
My dad has this very rich friend, James. James is the kind of man most men want to be. They have been friends for 40 years but my dad hates the way James gets everything he wants. Ever since I became a woman, James has always been a little too nice to me, the way men are when they want something. My dad has clearly noticed and has done everything to ensure we're never left alone. I've never cared much for James, but the constant 'cockblocking' has made me get wet every time I get a moment alone with him. One day, James came over to the house, he was chatty and didn't seem surprised or bothered that my dad wasn't going to be home for another 30 mins, I realised that he had come here early to see me. I guess he couldn't resist the fact I was almost 25 years younger than him. I really loved the attention and when I let him in he followed me to my dad's office. When we got inside he pushed me all the way to my dad's desk. He was behind me, kissing my neck and being somewhat gentle unti
Wow. I don’t know where to start. Relationship of four years went up in flames a few weeks ago, it’s a long story but my ex made me feel terrible for so long. Tonight, I finally decided to start giving myself some self love and I said screw it, I’m getting dick. My friends are single, and they have been encouraging me to come out and enjoy the single lifestyle with them. I finally caved because it had been so long since I had sex that I genuinely started craving it. Thus, “Operation get Hannah (me) a man” was born. I went all out and bought a cute black co-ord set and the most amazing pair of heels. They made me feel so sexy, I adore them so much. It has genuinely been years since I went clubbing looking for guys so you can imagine how new it all felt to me again. Nevertheless I was excited to get out with my girls again, have some drinks and see where the night would go. I didn’t drink too much, enough to just give me a little buzz and that bit of confidence. I met a guy t
We continue our evening in bed, when we lie side by side, our breathing evens out, we calm down. I need to drink a glass of good wine, I sit on the edge of the bed and put on black stockings, but when I sit I put them on only on my feet, and then I get up, turn my back on you and slightly spread my legs and bending down, I begin to slowly pull and align these stockings on their legs, throwing playful glances at me. And your eyes see a beautiful picture of how the skin of the legs is hidden under the translucent dark fabric of the stockings, you see the smoothly shaved petals of my rose, the first ones are a little dark, the others are pale pink and gleaming from all these juices of love, the darkish star of the anus, to which wrinkles and yours run like rays. my friend, despite being tired, for a slight whining in the testicles, it begins to harden and bleed, I see all this and bring my ass closer to your face for a kiss, but you still kiss, but after the kiss, slap me on the ass and r
I just love being used and feeling cum inside me . Ever since I have been with my husband I would let him use my pussy whenever he wanted, even at times when I might not be feeling it , I will just bend over and tell him to use me as a personal cum dumpster. Then one day his friend was over complaining about how his wife never had sex with him and was very rarely in the mood. I felt bad for him as I truly believe you never leave your man Hungry or Horny. My husband then came up to me and just said why don't you take care of him and make him feel good as he walked out of the room. I went over to his friend and said I'll be your little cum dumpster whenever you come over to our house if you want. He looked excited and not really to surprised since he knew our lifestyle . Without saying anything he grabbed me and flipped me over the couch , ripped my pants down and just slid his dick in me. I could tell he had some serious sexual frustration as he fucked me so hard and came so fas
A few weeks ago I was driving to a wedding upstate when I realized I had forgotten to bring appropriate pants for the rehearsal dinner. I stopped on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere and pulled out my phone, hoping to find some retail option to solve my problem. As luck would have it, there was a small outlet mall about an hour out of the way. Thankfully I had left early enough that I had plenty of time to take the detour. After an hour of driving through gorgeous farmland, I pulled into this tiny little collection of shops. The place was a ghost town, I did a quick lap around to see which shops might have nice pants, and I saw literally zero other patrons. There were like two other cars in the parking lot. It seemed that tons of the shops had closed over the pandemic and never recovered, so it made sense I guess. I found the menswear shop and fortunately it was open. I walked in and at first, it seemed like no one was working the shop. But the lights were on and the door
6 months ago I was promoted from Analyst to Associate, from the pool of around 200 of us, only 27 made the cut this time. Ellie unfortunately didn't make it. She's 32, a lot older than the rest of the analysts and on many occasion she has expressed her thoughts on how she should have been promoted over me. She talks about how much harder she works and so on... it's true, she does work harder than me, but that's not the only thing that matters. Regardless this sort of thing doesn't bother me... what bothers me is that I overheard her saying, I only got promoted because I wear short skirts, along with comments about being a "typical asian slut", and how I have no life outside work and would end up all alone. So recently whenever her husband comes to pick her up I've been chatting to him while he waits for her, laughing at his jokes, touching his arm, bitting my lip when he stares a little too long. I've even joined his gym too, a happy coincidence he called it. I work out at the sa
As I mentioned in a previous post I used to travel a lot for work. While it was often pretty solitary the other side to that is that it can be a real escape from who are at home. A way to explore who wished you were, to engage with fantasy. Her and I were seated next to each other on a plane headed to some mid-sized, mid-west town, the type of boring place that has a peculiar amount of corporate headquarters. She was cute, small but curvy, brown hair brilliant green eyes I noticed immediately, dainty hands and a ring on her finger. But a little flirting couldn’t hurt right? She seemed to agree, and flirt we did. We ordered some overpriced airline wine and chatted the hours away. First work trip for her, a training session at the peculiarly located corporate headquarters. She confirmed she was married but let it slip married life hadn’t been as exciting as she was hoping. After another bottle of expensive and bad wine she got bold and touched my thigh while telling a particularly rive
My names Anna and we very friendly with our next door neighbours. They only moved in last year but my husband and I are quick to make friends. We became so friendly in fact that I have been fucking the husband Tom. My husband and I are in an open relationship, he knows and approves, but it was being done behind his wife’s back. I seduced him by sunbathing nude in our backyard frequently. We have been hooking up for a few months now. One afternoon Tom thought he was home alone for the day and invited me over. He fucks me so good, his wife and him barely fuck anymore and has never even tried anal. So this was a particular treat for him today since I told him I wanted him to put it in my ass hole this time. He’s 49 and a former pro athlete, and very attractive, but his wife let herself go with age. He was fucking me in the ass and I was being very loud since he has a thick 7 inch cock. It was expanding my ass hole and felt so good. He was very into it and loved me talking extremely dirt
**PART ONE:** ​ "What's up with you?" Adam asked me as we stood out on the back patio looking at storm clouds off in the distance. The clouds were almost green, which was never a good sign. "Nothing," I quickly replied. I couldn't tell him what was actually up with me. I couldn't tell him that one week before I had fucked his sister in her bedroom. I couldn't tell him I came all over her stomach and subsequently came all over mine the next day thinking about the encounter. "You seem weird," he said. A clap of thunder followed his rebuttal, almost as if God was trying to speak to me as well. "I'm just a weird dude," I walked out in the yard to get a better look at the storm clouds. As I looked up at the darkening sky, Adam's mom opened up the door to let us know dinner was ready. It was a Sunday evening, and if everyone was in town, Adam and his family would get together for Sunday dinner. It usually only happened once or twice a month, since Adam and his father were tr
My desire to reddit naked has been growing since last year. Exposing my body to a group of strangers who will only use me as a sexual object turns me on in a major way. The problem was, I’m not very good at taking pictures. It wasn't until we were in high school that my best friend and I started being open about our sexuality. We eventually got on the topic of masturbation, and I shared with her the best techniques I'd found for making myself cum. When we started becoming sexual active with other people, we told each other everything, About two months ago, we were chatting about the strange things that really irritated us. She seemed interested in my nude posting fantasy after I told her about it. I told her I didn't have any good enough yet despite her insistence that I post them. She hesitated, then said she'd offer to take them for me, seeing as how she's already seen me in my undies. I was initially anxious because I wanted to guarantee her approval and ensure no awkwardness