So my daughter came home from college for Christmas break and was getting together with her friends doing what girls in there early 20s do well one of her friends stayed over and I wasn't sure if her car was broke down or her boyfriend had it but regardless she needed a ride. I happened to be heading out to work so I was asked to give her a ride. So during the drive it was very awkwardly quiet she was just on her phone when she let out a erg of frustration I asked everything ok. She replied with "my fucking boyfriend" then it was quit again I didn't know what to say and I replied with sounds like he's not fucking you right. To my surprise she answered no he's not do you think you can? Guess what happened next? I was near a seasonal park i pulled into there parking lot where she immediately started giving me head. I got rock hard a big accomplishment at my age i said I was ready to fuck she told me she was on her period. So I put her head back on my cock. Then I realized I may never ha
Bent over on the couch, my ass facing him, my breasts bulging out either side of my chest, I waited for his answer. Instead, he left me there, prone and vulnerable and feeling a little silly. “Well?” I asked, my thumbs hooked around the belt loops of my jeans. They were already low enough that were halfway down my ass, the fat of my cheeks rising over the denim, the lace of my tiny black thong pressed between them. “Do you want me to show you, or what?” I could hear his breathing, shallow and uneven, my best friend watching me as my thighs trembled a little from holding myself in position. He seemed to be deliberating whether this would be crossing a line. It definitely would. “Sarah…” he finally whispered. “Yes?” I said, voice low, still facing forward. I wanted to sound casual, like I didn’t care, but I could hear the nerves in my own voice.And I could kinda hear how much I *wanted* him to ask me. “I…” he started, then stopped. I didn’t say anything else. I just stayed there,
Ok so this is a 100% true story about my wife, written from the view point of watching the video afterwards and my wife describing the experience. It was roughly 6-8 months ago, and we had never done anything out of the “ordinary”. I was her first and only, and she had only ever given a bj to one other guy way back. To set the stage, she is in her late 30s, and I’m in my late 40s. She is about 5’3”, red head and has a great ass and smallish medium boobs. Anyways, my wife had been training with this trainer for a couple years on and off, and had more recently been talk into to the trainer about troubles in his marriage. He hadn’t had any sex in over a year. As she recounted the story to me, I told her half jokingly she should give the poor guy a handjob. As soon as I said it, it turned me on big time . We jokingly talked about it a few more times, and then finally eventually it got more serious. At some point we were sending videos back and forth, and he admitted he would 100%
When I was still living in my previous apartment, a new neighbor moved into the building across from mine. Her windows were directly opposite my bedroom. We never met in person, never even spoke. One night, while getting ready for bed, I noticed her curtains were still open. The light in her room was dimmed but still on. At first, I tried not to stare, but then she started to change. Slowly. She took her time, stretching and moving around the room. I stood there longer than I should have. When she finally glanced toward my window, our eyes met. She didn’t rush to close the curtains. She simply smiled and kept going. After that, it started happening more often. Late nights. Curtains open. Long, deliberate movements. Sometimes she wore pantyhose; sometimes she just sat completely naked. And every time, she made sure to look toward my bedroom, catching me watching. It stopped feeling accidental. One night, she didn’t change right away. She sat on the edge of her bed instead, legs cros
The office was already empty. The silence was broken only by the insistent hum of the system unit under the desk and the occasional click of the keyboard. Alina glanced at the clock in the corner of the monitor: 9:47 PM. In thirteen minutes, her long, hard-won weekend would begin, and she was still tinkering with that damn quarterly report. One error in the pivot table, one incorrect link—and that would be it. Her dream of four days on the couch, drinking wine and watching TV shows was melting away before her eyes. She stretched, hearing a crack in her back. The black tights beneath her formal black pencil skirt rubbed slightly against the leather of the office chair. She'd kicked off her high heels an hour ago, and now her numb toes rested against the cool laminate flooring. Her white blouse was unbuttoned at the top two buttons—a small rebellion against the corporate dress code in the empty space. It was at that moment that the door to her open office creaked softly. “Are you
Hello This is the first time I write something like this but I have been reading here for a long time and after what I experienced I just felt the need to write about it . I (m23) did not have any sexual experience in like 8 months and I was just craving it , so I was a bit desperate and looked for pay sex. (I am from Germany , so I did not have any trouble finding anything ) . I saw a women catching my eyes . A latina with perfectly shaped tits , perfect ass , just a dream women. To good to be true. I write her and she sends me the price and service list. After seeing her profile picture again I just could not resist and had to ask for a "date". I even told her that I was only 23 and it has been some time since I had sex and she said that was no problem and was looking forward to seeing me. Now the day arrived and I am nervous as hell. We said we will meet at the place at 8pm . I arrive there and knock on the door. She opens the door and I just could not believe my eyes . Sh
So, this happened a couple years back, but I still think about it all the time. My buddies decided it was time for a guys' night out, and they picked a strip club as the spot. I wasn't really into the idea at first kinda felt awkward and out of place, you know? But they wouldn't take no for an answer, hyping it up like it was gonna be the wildest thing. I tagged along. We get to this dimly lit club downtown, thumping bass and neon lights everywhere. Girls are grinding on stage, bodies glistening under the spotlights, tits bouncing as they slide down poles. My friends are whooping it up, tossing bills, but I'm just nursing a beer at the bar, trying not to stare too hard. Still, I can't help but notice this one dancer long dark hair in dark lact bra... Not long after she approched me 'Hey, handsome, Wanna take this somewhere private?' My heart's pounding. I nod, fumbling for my wallet, and hand over the cash for a lap dance. She grabs my hand and leads me to one of those back rooms c
This is an old story (25+ years ago) about how I fucked my best friend’s wife and wound up divorced. I met my friend whenever our wives wound up playing softball together on a women’s team. The four of us got along great and spent a lot of time together. Over a period of 4-5 years he and I started coaching the team together. The team was comprised of mostly 25-35 year olds. The team was very talented and wound up playing in a lot of tournaments together. We traveled around the state several weekends throughout the summer. We usually paired up in a hotel…basically because our wives were the only straight when on the team. Most of the rest of the team were made up of lesbian couples that didn’t mind being paired in the same room. A little about our wives…my wife (Melanie) was about 5’7” and 150 pounds. Very cute, but a little thicker and athletic. Many of her teammates were disappointed she didn’t have an inkling to play for the other team, if you know what I mean. My buddy’s wife (J
The New Year's office party was at the penthouse on floor forty-five, and I was late, as usual. The black dress I'd bought with my last money turned out to be a weapon of mass destruction: it hugged every inch of me, and the neckline was so low I could feel the air conditioning blowing in the most unexpected places. The elevator—the only way up—gleamed like polished steel. I flew into it in high heels, almost tripping, and heard a calm male voice: - Allow me. He was already inside. Tall, in a perfectly tailored dark blue suit, jacket off, his tie loose around his neck. His gaze was appraising, but not insolent. I nodded, slipped into the corner, and pressed "45." His long, neatly manicured finger reached out next to him and pressed "48." We stood with our backs to each other, reflected in the mirrored walls. He smelled of something woody and cold, like a winter forest. The elevator slowly rose. I adjusted a strand of hair and caught his gaze in the reflection
We were celebrating our anniversary at a high-end luxury spa-hotel. My wife, stunning as always, had spent the morning being pampered. I’m not a massage person—I find the forced relaxation awkward—so I hit the gym instead. When we reunited, she had a predatory little smirk on her face. "I booked a session for you at 5:00," she said, stretching out on the king-sized bed. "Honey, you know I hate those," I protested. "It’s a waste of money." She just put a finger to her lips, shushing me with a wink. "Trust me on this one. It’s my gift to you. Go." I walked into the spa room at 5:00 PM to find Alina waiting. She was a striking woman, but her most "impressive" feature was impossible to miss: a massive pair of breasts that seemed to strain against the buttons of her professional tunic. "Your wife is delightful," Alina purred. "We had such a... deep conversation about you." I lay on my stomach, and she began. She was strong, her hands slick with warm oil. But as she leaned over to work
So it’s Christmas Eve, in-laws are at our place, everybody’s finally passed out downstairs around midnight. Me and my wife sneak into the bedroom. She drops to her knees right there by the bed, her green eyes looking up at me while she starts sucking me off. Her big DD tits are basically falling out of that tank top, bouncing every time her head moves. She’s going at it hard, sloppy as fuck. I grab her hair and push her down deeper every couple strokes. Then I hear someone in the hall, quiet footsteps. My sister-in-law stops right in the doorway (the door was cracked a bit). She’s tall, skinny, brunette hair still looking perfect even though it’s late. Just wearing some thin sleep shirt and these tiny shorts that are basically glued to her bubble butt. Her tits are smaller than my wife’s, but real soft and perky, nipples poking right through the shirt. She’s tighter all around, always looks put together. She sees what’s going on—her sister on her knees with my dick in her mouth, to
My girlfriend hosted a New Year's Eve party last night and it was so wild. I knew it was going to be crazy when in the texts she sent everybody it said "Clothing Optional" and "Warning - There will be a lot of fucking". About fifteen people were there. There was lots of eating, drinking, and dancing. As people started drinking more, clothes started to come off. People started fooling around in bedrooms, the bathroom, even outside. I was so horny and wanted to fuck gf or her friends bad. One of our friends Kim was flirting with me and definitely wanted to fuck me. gf always tells me when I can fuck any of her friends. I looked to her for the ok and she said Kim should pay me to fuck. Kim started laughing but gf was being serious. gf said $50. Kim grabbed her phone and she sent it through Venmo. I was so confused at this point but played along. Kim started taking my clothes off and she got naked. I was so hard at this point. gf had a blanket spread out on the couch. I laid down on it
My girlfriend hosted a New Year's Eve party last night and it was so wild. I knew it was going to be crazy when in the texts she sent everybody it said "Clothing Optional" and "Warning - There will be a lot of fucking". About fifteen people were there. There was lots of eating, drinking, and dancing. As people started drinking more, clothes started to come off. People started fooling around in bedrooms, the bathroom, even outside. I was so horny and wanted to fuck gf or her friends bad. One of our friends Kim was flirting with me and definitely wanted to fuck me. gf always tells me when I can fuck any of her friends. I looked to her for the ok and she said Kim should pay me to fuck. Kim started laughing but gf was being serious. gf said $50. Kim grabbed her phone and she sent it through Venmo. I was so confused at this point but played along. Kim started taking my clothes off and she got naked. I was so hard at this point. gf had a blanket spread out on the couch. I laid down on it
Lora came home from college, dumped her backpack in the hallway, wolfed down the pasta I’d made, and within minutes disappeared upstairs to her room. I knew exactly what was coming: she wouldn’t even open a textbook. In a couple of minutes she’d be propping her phone on a tripod, turning on the camera, and stripping for Matt. I’d had enough. The next morning over breakfast I said calmly: “Lora, I don’t see you studying at all. Tomorrow I’m going to your college to talk to your professors.” She nearly choked on her coffee. “Mom, please no. I’ll study. I swear. Just don’t go.” “Prove it.” “I won’t close my bedroom door anymore. At all. You can walk in whenever you want.” She looked me straight in the eyes the way she only does when she’s telling the truth. I nodded. Deal. Now I just had to deal with Matt. The following day after I dropped Lora off at campus, I spent a long time in the shower, then carefully shaved everything between my legs. The skin felt impossibly smooth, sof
When me and my now-wife Alicia first started hooking up, our sex life was a marathon. We’d meet up to fuck multiple times a day, and go round after round after round. When our lunch breaks would line up, we’d hightail to her college apartment so I could rail, spank and eat her before sending her off to her next class. But she absolutely loved having sex in places where she could be caught…especially around her apartment. Alicia lived with four other girls. And she took every opportunity she had to have me fuck her on the floor of the living room, or suck my cock on the girls’ shared leather sofa, or have me lick her pussy on the kitchen counter. But Alicia’s favorite thing to do was get fucked in her roommates’ bedrooms. If she knew we had the place to herself, or even if it was just late at night and one of her roomies were gone, she’d sneak me into their beds and ride my dick. I quickly learned that the taboo of it all turned her on, and the risk of being caught fueled her wildness
The champagne was crap, but Lera was drinking it for the third glass in a row just to keep her hands occupied. The party was raging all around her: someone was shouting toasts from the balcony, bodies were rubbing against each other in the living room to wild indie rock, and someone's whiskey collection was already being sorted out in the kitchen. She felt like a ghost—in her most revealing black dress, which was supposed to inspire confidence but instead only exposed her back and made her cringe at the looks. New Year's. Again. Noise, hubbub, false laughter. She leaned against the doorframe between the kitchen and the packed loggia, watching the glamorous presenters counting down the final minutes on the TV. Her head was pounding with alcohol and fatigue. Her last boyfriend, Artyom, had been an ex for six months, and their sex, frankly, had been as predictable as this party. Carefully, according to schedule, in the same position. No madness. No loss of control. "Fuck,&#
My friend, John, had just gotten married to his beautiful wife, Sarah. The couple had tied the knot just a few months prior and were still in the honeymoon phase of their relationship. John's job required him to live outside of the city, so he asked if I would keep an eye on his house and his wife while he was away. I had known John for years, and I was more than happy to help him out. Over the months, I would often go to their house to help Sarah with various tasks, like fixing a leaky faucet or helping her cut glass for a new piece of furniture. She was always grateful for my help, and I appreciated the opportunity to spend time with her. One night, I received a call from Sarah. She sounded a bit tipsy on the phone, but she insisted that she needed my help with something. She asked if I could come over to their house right away. I was a little worried about what might be going on, but I couldn't ignore her request, so I headed over to their place. When I arrived, Sarah greeted me
Some time ago, I had to stay at a hotel while working abroad. It was quite nice, with great views of the mountains. I love swimming, and when it turned out there were several pools, I was excited to give them a try. One day, I was working late and came back close to midnight. I wasn’t that tired yet, so I decided to check out the pools. I took my bag and headed there. The whole area was divided into a few sections. At first, I spent some time doing my regular swimming, and when I was finished, I wanted to check out the hot tub area. As I approached it, I saw a gorgeous girl, maybe in her 20s. She saw me as well and smiled. When I got closer, she swiftly got out of the pool. I stood there speechless, mostly due to the fact that she was completely naked. She saw my confusion and laughed, saying she preferred it that way and asked if it bothered me. I said it was okay, and we talked for a while while sitting in the hot tub. We caught a vibe quickly and started to fool around. She began
I met this friend in university, and we became close pretty quick. Through him, I got to know his family pretty well. His parents are divorced, and he was mostly closer to his mom. The very first time I met her my thought was, wow that woman is absolutely gorgeous but in a respectful, that’s my friend’s mom kind of way. She’s in her Late 40s, tall, blonde, very active, with that classic hourglass figure. Over time, I grew very close to them. Since my parents lived states away and his mom was only an hour away from university, I ended up at their place a lot, sometimes even without my him. With her, we’ve started to have conversations that went beyond small talk. Like she actually listened, challenged me, laughed at my jokes. It felt easy and comfortable, it wasn’t like I was talking to a friend’s parent. One night, my friend invited me over and told me that they were hosting a Super Bowl gathering. The house was packed, most were sat in the backyard lounge, and drinks flowing. I e
First off, this actually happened almost 10 years ago now. I've never shared anything about it online and only a few close friends know about it in real life. This is the first time I'm writing it all down from memory. When I was 26 I matched with my old middle school teacher on Bumble - she was 54. At first I didn't know it was her because her pics didn't show a lot of her face, which makes sense because she was still a teacher at the time (she's now retired so I feel more comfortable sharing the story). I had fantasized about sleeping with an older woman for a long time and her pictures on her profile were very sexy (amazing body, especially for her age) so naturally I was pretty excited when we matched and started talking. We had really good chemistry through text, making each other laugh and talking about what we wanted to do to each other if we were to meet in person. Eventually she asked me where I went to middle school and I told her. She confessed that she was my middle school