I was at a block party, enjoying the music and company when I noticed an older guy I hadn't met before that was really attractive, think a classic silver fox type. But he was fit, I could tell he had been taking care of his body for a long time. I'd never seen him before, but he had an air of confidence and mystery that was impossible to resist. We made eye contact and I felt a spark; I knew I wanted to get to know him better. We exchanged numbers and I felt a thrill of anticipation as I walked away. A week later, I decided to take a chance and I called him. We made plans to meet and I felt a thrill of excitement as I got ready. I knew there was something special about him and I was eager to explore it. When he arrived, I felt a wave of desire wash over me. We had dinner, drank some red wine & talked for a while and things started to get more intimate. We were talking about sexual history and getting closer to each other as we talked, then he leaned in to kiss me. That kiss was lik
This is kind of a long story, and I've never told anyone about this. I was single, 22 years old and on an online dating site for people looking to cheat on their spouses and met a beautiful, older 43-year-old married woman. She said she was on the site because her husband rarely wanted sex with her anymore and never gave her oral sex, which she really craved. She said it had been almost 20 years since he had gone down on her. Our relationship lasted about 5-6 months and was strictly sexual. She said from the start that she had no intentions of leaving her husband. Even though he didn't meet her sexual needs, she still loved him and didn't intend to change her life with him. During our time together, she did mention having two adult children close to my age, and it was kind of weird for her at first having sex with someone young enough to be her own son. She never gave any details about her kids, and I never asked since it didn't really matter since we were never going to be anything
*When reading this, keep in mind I’ve been to therapy and I’m a far better person now.* People always want to psychoanalyze why I’ve fucked more men than women if I truly have no preference. The answer is pretty simple: men are very easy to use for sex and I’m a sex addict. I’ve had a lot of struggles in this life, but getting a man to sleep with me wasn’t one of them. My old roommate said I was born with a “different gene” that made it possible for me to seduce just about anyone. When I was single I had seduction down to a damn art. How did I do it? It’s actually pretty easy. Bring up sex gradually and wait for a reciprocal response. Being blonde and cute also helped. Rejection was rare for me. When I was younger I took advantage of this. I loved bringing powerful men to knees in a literal sense. It became a hobby that was not unlike a kink. I would hit on people for the hell of it, and fuck with men constantly. Sometimes I would seduce people and get them to to edge and th
This happened about 10 years ago, but another sexy redditor's story reminded me of it and I thought you might enjoy. It was a Friday night and I'd met up with an old college friend who had had been living in the same city I recently moved to. She was a really cool girl who was stunningly gorgeous but we were strictly platonic. (Once at a college party she'd drank too much and I was taking care of her, stroking her hair. She looked up and said, earnestly, 'OP, I love you, but we will never fuck.' It was such an absurd ill-timed comment that it cracked us both up and became a running gag.) Anyway, we're out at a bar that always had a mix of college kids, townies, and middle aged folks who are still trying to hang. It's a fun group. I'm out dancing with her and her girlfriends, generally making a fool of myself when this older woman - late 40s, if I had to guess - comes over and says something to the effect of, "you're cute but with all these hot girls... don't suppose you wanna danc
First a bit about me: I’m 19, 5ft 2 with long curly brown hair and a fairly curvy figure, I’m proud to say my ass is my best feature. At the time I was in my second year of uni in the UK. I spent a good couple of months at uni in my second year thinking I might be a lesbian (cliché I know lol). I had been with my share of guys in my first year and I found the experience okay, even good at time but just a bit uncomfortable and sometimes painful. I guess I got unlucky as the few guys were all “blessed” with fairly big dicks. I know we are all meant to believe bigger makes better but for me its just not fun, I don’t like feeling dread when a guy takes his clothes off. After this couple of months of only being with girls I started to miss being with guys, obviously looking back I’m bi but I was a bit rigid in my thinking I guess. So I messaged a guy I’d been approached by a few times in my English seminars. He wasn’t flirty as such just clearly attentive and seemed to have so
Hey everyone, thank you for your patience! A lot of you messaged me asking when this would come out, so hopefully you enjoy. My tips and recommendations doc is almost done too, I’ve just had a super stressful few weeks with some unexpected life stuff, so I focused on writing this instead. I’ll be posting it to my profile in the next week hopefully though. As the title suggests, we’re going to be pivoting our story for the time being to the second woman who I expanded my “services” to. As I mentioned in previous parts, Sarah had told me that she confided in a friend, Emma, about what had been occurring between us. Emma was apparently very interested and had been looking for a similar experience for a while, and asked if she could make an appointment. After mulling it over, I decided to let her pass on my contact info. ____________________ It felt a little surreal. Everything with Sarah had progressed so slowly and naturally. There seemed to be a unique connection between the two of us
Me and my husband met when I was 18 and he was 20 and pretty instantly got in to hotwifing at his request. I had my first physical experience with someone else about six months later and a few months after that I had my first threesome with my husband (I’d had a couple before I got with him). I’d been out drinking with my boyfriend and a few of his friends and at the end of the night me and him went back to his friends flat. His mate Glen was a bit older than us at 27 so had his own place and we just went there to carry on drinking and have a laugh. About 3 in the morning we went on to his balcony to have a smoke and get some fresh air. My boyfriend pointed at my top and said “is it cold out here or are you just pleased to see me?” For obvious reasons lol. I said both and started kissing him and he slapped me on the bum saying “you’ve got the most perfect arse” and then he said “let’s show everyone” and lifted my skirt up lol. Glen was a bit shocked and said to me “you didn’t
**TLDR: I used to fantasize about her and hear them fuck. I told her everything after I fucked her brains out... and guess how she reacted ;)** Before I begin, I think it's a good idea to describe my girlfriend. She's pale and fit Russian girl with cute rosy cheeks, knees and elbows. She's got beautiful blue eyes, a mischievous but gorgeous smile and light brown hair. Her breasts are almost C-cups and incredible perky. Beautiful nipples. And her ass. Fuck. I've lost count of the number of guys I have caught checking out her ass when she wears leggings. I think part of the reason her ass is so enticing is her tiny waist. Anyway... I never thought about her romantically, but she was a hot girl, so of course I loved fantasizing about her. The three of us used to get drunk all the time, and I would always end up going back to my room alone, and a few minutes later I would hear them fucking. She was loud and he even warned me that I would probably hear her moans before we moved in togethe
I don't know how to feel about any of this, but he enjoyed it so there's that. I should probably give some context though. This weekend I went out with my friends for some drinks. I took an uber there so I could get drunk. Fun was had by all, lots of laughs and alcohol lol. When the night was coming to an end, I didn't feel like getting an uber home, and I begged my friend for a ride. I'm the opposite direction from him, so it took some convincing, and a little flirting. He eventually agreed. Well on the way we got into an accident. Completely the other guy's fault, he ran a red and hit us on the driver's side. I was fine, my friend was not. He got banged up and had to go to the hospital. I felt terrible. It was completely my fault because I made him drive me home. I went to visit him the next day. His arm was broken among some other bruises and cuts. I wanted to die right then and there. He was in high spirits, but I still felt terrible. I even cried. And I do not look cute when
Having recently broken up with my ex, I’ve been rather promiscuous on tinder to keep up with my sex drive. As I’m not even remotely interested in a relationship I have been rather blunt with my intentions. If I see someone I like the look of, the conversation quickly gets to me asking them to come over and fuck my brains out. Usually, this gets them over quick enough. More recently, I’ve been hooking up with this chap who’s turned out to be a proper dirty minded Guy, and without me knowing it, has turned me into his slut (I think?). During one of our hookups we got to talking about kinks, during which I let slip I love the idea of being used and submissive. Ever since this, when he messages he's coming over, he's demanded that I leave my flat door unlocked and go and present myself on all fours on my bed facing away from the door and wait for his arrival. Several times now he's come in, fucked me senseless and left, with me having never turned around or seen him and it has been fa
The couple that live in the house behind mine invited me over for some BBQ because they knew I was new to the area and didn’t know many people. While I was there their 19 year old daughter Clara showed up. She was a tall blond who had that soft super feminine look. She wasn’t out of shape but every part of her had a nice curve and I was immediately aware I was staring. The sports bra she was wearing didn’t help considering it looked strained trying to keep her big soft tits in place. We all chatted about how her first year at university was going and when her and I had a second alone I suggested we meet up in the city at some point so she could show me around. “I have a boyfriend.” She blushed looking really embarrassed by my suggestion. “I just meant as friends, I don’t know a lot of people here.” I could tell she was a least a little interested in me but she left soon after and I forgot about it for the most part. About three weeks later I was working near the university campus
Long time lurker, first time poster. It's great to know I'm not the only one with a high sex drive ;) I want to use this account to share my sexual encounters and all the naughty things I've been up to, past and present. A little intro about me, I'm Asian, 5'3", athletic with an average build (I know, everyone says they're average :P) about 130lbs, C/D cup boobs and a nice (some people say it's thic) booty. Oh, and I'm bisexual :) I work part time as a teaching instructor aid and part time as a fitness instructor/personal trainer (see where I get that nice booty from). In between all that, I try to find time for myself whether it be masturbating in the shower or riding my FWB into submission. Enough about me. Here's a story of how I met my first FWB. This was quite a few years ago, before I was a personal trainer. I was still in university and had no classes on Wednesday. I would usually go to the gym to lift some weights and attend a drop in boot camp. For the first
Before you head to college, everyone tells you that it's going to be the best four years of your life. They tell you about the wild parties you're going to go to, the life long friends you're going to make, and all of the sex you're 100% guaranteed to have. While all of these things are true in the long run everyone fails to mention one thing: how much it sucks being a freshman guy your first semester. Sure you make friends and have sex, but you're not going to all the parties you dreamed about. Most nights consist of you and your friends drinking beer in your freshman dorm talking about where girls might be and which girls might want to fuck us. We were truly modern philosophers and our logic was sound. If a girl said hi to you in the hallway, she wanted to fuck you. If a girl asked you to buy Svedka for her, she wanted you to fuck her. If you locked eyes with a girl for 2 seconds in the dining hall accidentally and then you sheepishly looked away, she definitely wanted to fuck you.
My ex husband and I got married young. Probably too young, as we hit some rocky times almost immediately. Of course, we deeply love one another, but there were some foundational issues that ultimately made our marriage suffer. So, bittersweetly, we divorced young, though we still remain very close with each other. I've always been this sexual, flirty, open type of woman. Was completely comfortable in my own skin, and frankly love male attention. Bikini contests and even a brief stint as a stripper paid my college bills. My ex, is more of a quiet reserved type. While we were together, we used to play this game while we were out at a bar. We'd go there, and I would sit by myself, him looking on from a distance. A guy would approach me, and I would flirt with him, chat him up. If we were at a club, I'd dance with him, in a very close, physical, sexual way. My ex, would get off on this, just watching me all over this guy, just watching us. At the end of the night, I
If I'm being completely honest, I wouldn't really label myself as Bi-Sexual and never really thought of myself as being overly attracted to other women.. I mean YES like most girls I have been frisky with my friends on a night out drinking alcohol, making out at a club, grabbing their boobs and ass although never really took it any further than drunken, playful foreplay. Anyway one of my friends \[Jess\] is an absolute stunner, she is busty I am so obsessed with her boobs and every time we are together I can't help but feel and play with them. Recently on a night out she confessed to me that she would get very turned on every time I touched her boobs or gave her any sexual attention and at that moment, I felt a sigh of relief and excitement as now I could potentially satisfy my bi-curious urges. That night at the bar, we had a few cocktails, feeling tipsy and giggly amongst each other. There was a guy who was staring at us from across the room and after locking eyes with him I
Sometime last year, my husband and I had been experimenting with some tease and denial and incorporating it into our sex life. We both thought it would be a huge challenge for him to do no-nut November (NNN) and he was really determined to succeed. We had already been playing for “locktober” here and there; however, to be honest, he wasn’t locked for the whole month. He asked me to help him be disciplined and to help enforce NNN. The month started off great, we had some really intense teasing sessions and the pressure was really building for him over the first two weeks. I almost always control his orgasms, whether he’s locked or not, and he’s very good about only acting with permission. Hubby is a true switch and definitely can take the dominant role and please me well, but only when I allow him that privilege. In the last year or so, we’ve been more open to playing with others… mainly by living out our “Hotwife” fantasy, but also looking for couples or a third to share in the fu
Im 36 y/o junior partner at a law firm. Boss-lady energy. There’s a 20 y/o intern [m] from the accounting dept at my firm that I’ve had flirty sexual tension with for weeks. By a random series of events (too long to bore you with here) we ended up at a concert on Tuesday night…just the two of us. I wore a thin, vintage t-shirt, and a super sheer bra, because I wanted my nipples showing for him - laid back, but sneaky sexy. :) At the show, I ordered us drinks, and by the time the headliner was on, we were both sufficiently drunk, and the flirting was more direct. He started being really alpha and sort of leading the teasing and I **fucking loved that**. He would put his hand on my lower back and pull me into him when the crowd started filling into the main floor. It got super crowded, and I ended up with my body in front of him, pressed against him pretty close. I could dance and move a little and know that I was teasing his young cock. At some point he quit hiding it and started hol
When I was 18, my family took a long weekend trip to California. Growing up having played tennis, we were going to watch the U.S. Davis Cup tennis competition. As a horned up 18 year old, I was more than thrilled when my mother shared the news that her best friend, and our good family friend “Nikki” was going to tag along for the weekend. Nikki was the mother of my good friend and a wonderful woman. But more importantly, incredibly attractive. My summers were generally filled getting to see her almost daily in a small bikini or tennis skirt, which then generally led to many fantasies I’d have of her. She was also incredible hospitable and kind, which at times, came across as flirtatious to me. Which I loved. Nikki and my friends dad had divorced and he was with him that weekend so it was my mom, sister and Nikki making this weekend trip. Our original plan was two hotel rooms; my mom and Nikki in one and my sister and I in another however upon checking in, the hotel surpris
This happened back in March, I was laying in bed after a night of having some drinks. I was feeling horny so I decided to head to Snap to try to find someone to have fun with. I was sending pictures back and forth with a previous hook up when suddenly she stopped answering. I was impatient so I went to send her another one when I noticed my mistake. I had accidentally double tapped on my friends' sister when I sent it since she had sent me a Snap earlier in the night while she was at the bar, so a picture of my full dick was now waiting in her inbox. I was mortified. She's a beautiful girl, petite with huge boobs, like DD or bigger big, but I had never really looked at her as anything more than my friends sister. Also, she has never shown any desire toward me, so it wasn't like me making a move this drastic was normal. The icon still showed unopened, so I had time to save face. I texted her a couple of times to call me with no answer. I rang her phone and she picked up. "Hello?" s
Last night I had a costume party with a bunch of friends. I was getting ready at home while taking a few shots to get going. I was in my cute little matching red bra and panties while I put on my make up. I leaned in the mirror to put eyeliner, my tits barely contained in my little laced up bra, ass up in the air. My BF came up behind me and dropped to his knees. He slid off my thong and went to work eating my ass. Fuck it was incredible, I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him deeper. His tongue swirled around while his fingers slide inside my pussy. He lifted up my leg over his head and dropped me on the counter. He unhooked my bra while thrusting his fingers slowly into me. I was wimping and moaning, asking him to make me cum. He slowed down and I felt his pinky playing my asshole. He came inches away from me, he could almost taste my red lipstick "If you cum, you leave for your little party without your underwear tonight" I immediately nodded yes, I didn't even hear what