*I haven’t been able to post about M since she started reading my blog. I have many in drafts, but keep getting stuck. I thought going back to the beginning would help…* Alright, maybe a part of me always knew I wasn’t straight. I spent a lot of time justifying things when I was younger. *Don’t all girls watch girl-on-girl porn? Who among us doesn’t make out with their friends when they’re drunk? We’ve all masturbated next to our female friend while watching porn and then make out, right?* If I’m being honest, I had even fooled around with a couple of girls. I just still thought of myself as straight. Until her. I talk about M like she was a wildcard. She was, but she was fucking smart too. I studied my ass off and she kept up with me in our honors program without even trying. I liked her immediately and we hung out a lot because our classes overlapped, but she was the first woman I knew who was openly gay and not ashamed of it. As a result, I didn’t bring her around my f
I was a late bloomer when it came to sex but not long after high school I started hanging out with a group of people who were hypersexual. There were blowjobs in front of friends, group sex, and all sorts of other debauchery but since I was the innocent one of the group they were protective of me and kept me mostly out of it. While the nervous side of me appreciated it, my horny side was very much interested in what was happening. Although I had not had sex, I was horny as can be and masturbating multiple times a day. I imagined fucking every single one of them, the boys and the girls. I wanted to find a way to transition myself from the innocent one to the one who was getting drilled. I decided that I would open up to one of my friends and see if maybe she could help me ease into it. She'd been involved in some super fun times and I wanted to be more like her. We ended up having a really helpful conversation and she asked if I wanted to fool around a bit to see how it felt. We made o
I work for a small electronics company, maybe 30 employees. All dudes and couple of older ladies. We finally got a receptionist. My age 30. Very cute girl. Pale skin, dark hair. Short with massive tits and a nice bubble butt. She had a very sexy Mexican accent like Selma Hayek. She looked like thick Selena Gomez. Which I was totally into. First week she was there we started smoking weed in the parking lot. Began a quick bond over getting high. Started taking lunch together. And she slowly became what people call a “Work Wife”. We both were married with Kids. We would flirt and tell old stories of past hook ups. We would both express our problems with our spouses. We were always careful not to text each other. But one day I guess her husband asked her who she got high with at work and my name came up. He was pissed. Told her not to talk to me and if she came home high from me , he’d beat my ass. I get it, you don’t want your wife coming home high from another dude. So a year goes
About eight years ago, my husband got laid off from his job. After bouncing around several minimum-wage jobs, he decided to work on a bit of a passion project. In the following years, he worked hard and got the business up and running. About a year in, I spent all my spare time helping him. Another year later, we crunched the numbers and concluded that it made more sense for me to quit my job and work with him. Despite the hectic work, our sex life was good. Nothing relieves stress like long, slow lovemaking after a hard work day. The business continued to grow, and we got ourselves a proper office instead of working out of the spare bedroom. With it being just the two of us in the office, things sometimes tended to get hot. I can't count the times I ended up bent over my desk or knelt on the floor to suck him off while he was on the phone. There was something extra hot about doing it at the office. The work kept increasing, and finally, we hired someone (Sam) to help. Sam was a few
It was a lazy Sunday morning like any other. I woke up in my then girlfriend’s bed after a long night out. She had already gone to work by the time I woke up, and since I was a bit hungover I figured a shower was a good idea. I needed to wake up, and more importantly, I needed a place to take care of my morning wood without a mess. My girlfriend Molly lived with her twin sister Katie in a very nice apartment in the downtown area of a sizable city. Molly and Katie were identical twins, both short and thick blondes with pretty faces and stunning blue eyes. They were very close and shared many things, though I was not one of them, yet. Katie was single and was out often, and I assumed she must‘ve already gone to brunch with some friends when I heard no one else in the apartment that morning. I rolled out of bed and strolled towards the upstairs bathroom situated between Molly and Katie’s rooms, not bothering to even put boxers on and hide my morning glory. The bathroom was big, wit
I was out on the town with my friends and we were walking between bars. We were all pretty buzzed and having a great time. We passed by a luxury brothel and one of my friends dared me to go inside. We all laughed about it for a bit and I jokingly accepted the dare. I was planning on just walking in, politely acting like I was lost and then leaving. As soon as I entered a very kind middle aged lady ushered me into a private room and sat me down. I froze and didn't even get a chance to say anything. "The girls will be right in" The nice lady closed the door and I was left alone in the room, stunned. Less than a minute later the door opened and a stunning girl walked in. A tall slender brunette with incredible, but presumably fake tits. She was in sexy red lingerie and high heels. She sat down next to me and introduced herself. She I momentarily forgot I was only here for a dare and listened intently as she explained her rates and services. She kissed me on the cheek and got up to
My friends were in town visiting for the weekend. They’re newly married, and the three of us are close independently. I have great relationships with both Josh and Bree. We were having cocktails late into the night and they were grilling me about my dating life. Josh made a few off hand remarks, knowing I tend to sleep around when I’m single. He said “Bree he’s been with at least 20 women you know” Bree says “I know most of that, but I want to know the whole picture. Just how many?” I’m blushing, but we’re in a dark cocktail bar. I order another Manhattan. Josh steps say to the bathroom. Bree leans in “how many?” Me: “sex, or are we counting oral? Not making out and getting a little handsy?” Bree “sex and mouth stuff” “It’s probably around 100 then” which is true. I’m 41 now, since my teens I’ve had a steady flow of both relationships, and wild nights, and threesomes, and a marriage (now ex) which was open and very flexible. I’ve had a lot of sex. It’s slowed down as of late
We ended up messaging for awhile, usually about something happening in the area. Eventually she started coming over for drinks. She was smart, sexy, and definitely kinky. After a few times hanging out we finally admitted that we had noticed her nude sunbathing and she told us that she didn't mind if we looked. I asked her if she cared if we did more than look and she smiled and said she would be flattered. I had noticed that her outfits were becoming increasingly revealing when she would come over so I felt like this was a green light to try for more than just chatting. I "jokingly" offered we play a game of truth or date and she excitedly agreed. The game didn't last very long. We started out with a few truths but within a short period she was already starting to ramp things up with her dares. She dared me to give me her a topless lap dance and afterwards commented on the bulge that had sprung in my husband's pants. The next dare we both danced on his lap and she was grinding all o
I laid on my back in the bed, staring at the ceiling and collecting my thoughts. I’d been fucking my ex’s sister all night long. She is 17 years younger than me and I’m still living a little outside my body at this point, the whole thing a little unbelievable. As crazy as the situation is to me, it was the most passionate sex of my life and I’m not going to let the moment get away from me. So I give my cock a little pep talk and walk to the bathroom. I walk in and Sarah is rinsing her hair, her arms up and her perky tits bouncing and swaying as she rinses the shampoo out of her hair, her eyes closed and her skin glistening as the water runs over her. “Damn” is all my brain could muster and my cock twitched in anticipation. I opened the glass door and stepped in behind her, I wrapped my arms around her waist and ran my hands over her stomach and up to her tits as she continued to rinse her hair. “Oh hello!” She said as she pushed her ass back in to my cock. Rubbing up on me and I’m
Sarah was standing in front of the stove with just a t-shirt on, it ended at the small of her back and her perfect little ass was shaking a little as she was cooking something, it smelled like eggs. The sight stopped me in my tracks. “I’m making you some eggs, I know just how you like them.” “You do?” “Yes, my sister told me all kinds of things you like.” She said very softly. What the fuck, I’m in so much trouble with this one. Here I am thinking the fucking is over, and I had to sit down at the table because my cock was impossibly stirring again watching her ass wiggle back and forth and having her say that in that voice, like she knew something she shouldn’t. She walked over with a plate of eggs, exactly how I like them, scrambled with a bit of cheese. She put the plate down in front of me and proceeded to sit on my leg, facing the table, and put her arm over my shoulders. I could feel the heat from her pussy on my bare thigh. My cock stirred again. Fuck “Thank you, Sarah” “
Fun stuff starts at !!!!!!!!!!!! Nina was the first “rich girl” I’d ever met. Her dad worked in the film industry, not even someone I’d heard of but she really treated money like it was nothing. I wasn’t in her inner circle, I didn’t get invited on the lavish trips she took people on a few times a year. I did however get to go to her catered parties and movie nights She had a home theater in her house. This was in our mid 20s when those of us that were doing pretty well were considering buying a small condo. She had a movie room. 8 or so seats in a miniature theater. She was very into film (she later went to film school for a year or so) so this was her pride and joy, the sound system in particular. I think most people don’t justify the existence of a home theatre the way she did. It was a weekly occurrence to see the latest releases on her projector. So it was pretty normal that one day it wound up just being her, my then gf, and me. We watched some rerelease of her favorite mo
As a little bit of context on me - I get pigeon holed into "**that girl with big boobs**," and I totally embrace it! At some instinctual level, I love the attention they demand in a crowd, the inevitable stares, and the idea that someone is going home and masturbating to the memory of my body. I like when my partner plays with them, uses them, obsesses over them, and objectifies me for them. It's just kinda become the embodiment of me. It's the elephant in the room, it's the constant distraction that demands your attention, and for better or worse, it's become a very defining characteristic of my personality. This story dates back to a college ex long ago. Let's call him Tim. Tim was coming to visit me at at my parents' house and this was his inaugural "coming out" to all my local childhood friends. We had a BBQ and pool day planned and since mostly everyone was back home during this spring break vacation, he got to do the rounds with the girls. It was a sweltering hot day. The only
Thank you again for all the support this week after my post last weekend. I’ve been overwhelmed with messages asking about what happened Sunday and the rest of the week with Sarah. So here goes. Quick recap, I ran in to my ex SIL at a bar, she told me she wanted to fuck me for years. I went back to her place and we fucked all night. I woke up in a bit of a panic, realizing this could be very complicated. I went to the bathroom and wrote my post here. So after I posted my story, I went to the living room and wondered what I should do, I was second guessing my decisions. We all know that feeling! LOL I sat for a little bit and decided, what the fuck, I did it, it was over, I can’t take it back, and there’s a smoking hot woman in the next room who wanted me and I had had the best sex of my life that night. So I went back to the bedroom. It was getting light outside and when I walked in the bedroom, Sarah was laying on top of the comforter with her legs open and her hand rubbing her pu
**Part 1 & 2 TLDR:** i accidentally found my friend's fap folder and photos of me were in it; I then decided to tease him on video call, “accidentally” showing him my naked body as mentioned in my last post after flashing him, we had a sleepover planned for the following weekend! the sleepover was great! we had a lot of fun playing games and chatting with our friends, but the best part was definitely sharing a bed with M i couldn't help but wear my favourite white tight sheer tank top (a couple of redditors suggested this!), and it definitely caught his attention. throughout the night I could feel his eyes on my nipples as they poked through the fabric. as we settled into bed, i tried my best to keep my distance from m, but it was hard to resist his warmth and closeness…. and as we settled into position …i could feel **his FRICKING rock hard boner against my butt,** ….and it **made me so horny.** As I shifted in bed, I felt M's boner pressing against my butt. at first, I
Back in college I was friends with this guy, and we were both in the same class. He was struggling with the class but it was his last semester and if he failed he'd be screwed. So I made a deal with him. If he passed the class I'd give him the best blowjob he'd ever get in his entire life. I wasn't really attracted to him, he was a little heavier than I would normally like, and his face was pretty average. He was smart and funny and I liked being his friend though so I had no problem helping him. He didn't believe me at first, but he made an effort anyway. Everytime he got a good mark on a paper, or a quiz, I would reward him. I'd show him my tits, or I'd rub his cock through his pants. He was convinced after the first time I grabbed his dick. Soon enough at the end of the semester he passed with a C. As soon as we got our grades I showed up to his dorm in a tight little crop top and shorts that barely covered my ass. I told his roommate to get out, which he did, while giving his bud
I met my gf on reddit four years ago now. We hit it off straight away and called everyday for a couple of months before agreeing to meet up. For context I was extremely vanilla to the point I thought I didn't really enjoy sex because my revious experiences were kind of boring (always thought I was the issue and it may of been the case). I was not the type of guy to bring up the sexual conversations but my gf clearly wanted to see what I was into and was in shock when she really couldn't find any kinks. She started sending me nudes whilst on skype with me and I was shy as hell. I've had nudes sent to me before but when I say this girl is beautiful I am under selling it big time. She is around 5ft5, very slim and fit. Great chest and perfectly sized ass for me. In contrast I am 6ft6 and have a substantial build not skinny anyway. We plan a trip in Europe as she is studying abroad (she lives in the USA). Book seperate rooms in case it's weird and stuff but from the moment we laid eyes o
Thank you to all the positive feedback on my nervous post yesterday. I was in a bit of shock at that moment I posted. But I had so many asking for more detail about what happened, I promised to write a more detailed recap. So here it is. I also noticed that the monthly contest is one night stands, so I figure what the hell, it was just one night. I also never said her name, her name is Sarah. After we left the bar and Sarah told me she had wanted to fuck me for years, I was shocked. She is 17 years younger than me and hot af, so I just never placed that as reality. But she looked at me with lust in her eyes and grabbed my hand and walked pretty speedily back to her apartment. There were frequent stops to make out and grope each other in darker spots along the street. We would kiss and she would rub my cock through my pants, and I would rub her pussy under her skirt. First over her wet panties, then the next time I moved them aside and slid my fingers inside her. Each moment only a fe
I just woke up in the bed of my ex sister-in-law. I’m in the bathroom and panicking a little. I think I may have had a little too much to drink last night, and I hadn’t had sex in a while. I went out with some work friends last night for a few drinks. I ran in to my ex’s sister and she and her friend ended up sitting with me and my group of friends. I thought it was pretty innocent. We had been flirty in the past, but it was never anything crazy. She was just the very cute little sister of my wife at the time, So I teased her a lot. The night goes on, and the drinks start flowing and we are laughing and having a great time. I think her buying a round of shots started the trouble. She sat closer and closer to me in the booth and then her hand was on my leg and making its way up further and further. It got me hard and next thing you know she has a grip on my hard cock that is down my pant leg. I looked over at her and she was acting like nothing was happening, just laughing with my fri
I knew she had a crush on me. I want to start this story with the actual confession part. It's been quite a while since this happened, but I want to start with the part I'm not proud of. Here's the story. It was like, a week before my b-day and my co-worker really wanted to treat me. I gently told her I had plans to skip town and go snowboarding with friends. I was trying to be polite as she was a genuinely sweet person and never gave me reason not to be kind in return. But, she was not physically my type. She was about 5'4", a bit thicker, and not exactly pretty, but average-good. But what she did have was stacked D-cups which she knew was her best asset. She asked if we could hang out the last night I was gonna be in town. I didn't REALLY want to, but I relented she agreed to go back to my house after work. She arrives, dressed much the way she was at work, simple jeans and a t-shirt, but the Tshirt was holding back a pair of pretty nice braless tits with nipple at full attention.
Disclaimer: All characters are over 18. ​ So, this all happened last Friday night/Saturday morning. I'll try to keep it as detailed as I can. ​ Some context - I, and my sister and our other siblings all live at home still. Her boyfriend stays over some weekends. This weekend just gone, our parents took our younger siblings away for the week, so it was just the 3 of us at home. ​ It was a normal Friday night - I mostly kept to myself in my room while they were here. But obviously with my parents and most of my siblings gone, they were feeling extra brave, and I think they were also a bit drunk. From 11PM onwards, I could hear them fucking for at least 2 hours. Foreplay, oral, fucking, I heard it all. The walls are thin. Ashamedly, it turned me on a bit. I haven't been fucked in a while and hearing the grunting sounds her boyfriend made, especially every time he came, really got me going. ​ I remember listening to her gagging while she