First things first, I WISH this was a story about a double BJ. This came in the form of demonstrating on two dildos and giving a masterclass. It was seriously erotic. These tips would serve as a 100% guarantee that ANY guy she gave head to would cum within 5 minutes. She’s one of my two best friends. We discuss all things sex. My help came because of her saying that she couldn’t make a guy she was seeing cum from head. I knew she loved giving, I just didn’t know that she sometimes struggled to extract a guy’s load. Okay, even that sentence alone caused me to message back instantly and tell her I’m coming round with a surprise. She opened the door and I, excited as hell, said that we’re heading to her room as, in my words, “class is in session.” She was giddy too, keen to see what I was going to offer. I said she should get a dildo out, as I’d packed mine, and she laughed like crazy and went red. I assured her this was a BJ demo. She pulled out a whopper of a huge 7” dildo. Mine wa
Both my brother and I moved back to our parent’s house temporarily and have been living under the same roof since then. For obvious reasons, I wasn’t able to see guys or have sex as often as I used to before. So all this happened partly because I was horny and partly because this guy was willing. So my brother's friend, who I’ve known for years, came over to work on some project or something and they were in their room. A while later when I went to the kitchen I saw him sitting in the room all alone and when I asked why he said my brother had to go out to get something. So I invited him to my room because I was kinda bored and had nothing to do. In my room, we talked about college life and stuff. While we were talking, I noticed him glancing at tits. I was wearing a tank top that was showing my cleavage. I asked him if he had a girlfriend or not to which he said he broke up a while ago. A green flag for me. So I asked, “do you find me attractive?” His eyebrows raised a bi
I'm an Asian mother. I have a nice family. My parents are strict, conservative. My husband is a geeky nerd with a Ph.D. and very low sexual stamina and he works as a field engineer and frequently travels overseas to other countries. I take care of the children and our aging parents. To the outside world we are just another suburban family of middle class America, but only I know something else. When I'm masturbating at home, with a giant dildo stuck inside my ass, and showing off myself on cam to my dom, I go over to his house and submit to him. I strip completely naked before him and kneel before him. He pisses into a water bottle, then sticks the water bottle inside my ass and give me a piss enema. Then he inserts a butt plug inside me and I crawl before him like a bitch in heat. He canes my ass while I'm stuffed full of his piss inside my rectum. He takes pictures and videos of me and shares with his friends. He pimps me out people he knew from local swingers parties and I s
I’m going to start this off by saying that I don’t want kids. Ever. I’ve been on some sort of birth control since I was 16 (currently have an IUD) and have always known that kids weren’t for me. Except I’ve slowly developed a breeding kink over the last 8 years, especially forced breeding. When I was 29 a guy I met on Tinder brought it up and said he’d love to breed me. It wasn’t something I was interested in so we didn’t get to into it at first, but then…I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I’ve always loved getting my pussy filled with cum, but it was never with the intent to breed. Cut to a year later and I’m making myself cum to the idea of someone fucking a baby into me and I’m exploring the fantasy online with dudes I never intended to meet. My pussy would gush and clench at the idea of being used in a way that could end in one of my worst nightmares. Begging to be bred seemed so irresponsible and stupid. I still can’t wrap my mind around why I love the idea of it so much. Th
Not posted on this account for a while because I couldn’t remember the password so here is my first story back. My friend, we’ll call her Becky, and I worked abroad in Cyprus together one summer. A few months after we got home one of our colleagues from Liverpool called Rachel, was having a 21st birthday party and invited us down. Becky is around 5’5, blonde shoulder length hair, 32E tits with a petite ass and figure. She’s naturally very pretty and easy to get along with. I booked a cheap hotel and drove us down for the night. Myself and Becky had kissed before but I seen us more as friends and didn’t expect anything to happen between us. We went out for Rachel’s birthday to a posh club with a couple Liverpool players (Raheem Sterling & Victor Moses) also being within the club. We had drinks, got drunk and headed to another club to see a DJ before I called it a night and went home myself. Becky was pulling some guy and wanted to stay out late. An hour later Becky stumbles
My husband was planning to be out Saturday evening, so I asked one of my friends if she wanted to stop by for a glass of wine and a catch-up. She came over late afternoon with a couple bottles of wine - one for us to share, the other as a gift. Said she had been lots to do so couldn’t stay long. We opened the first bottle, poured a glass and started to chat away. Time quickly passed, and before I knew it, we were cracking the “gift” bottle. Of course after a few glasses we started to talk about more personal things, as girls do. She knows about our lifestyle (swingers, Hotwife, kinky) and since our kids had friends over, we couldn’t say much so she said “Hey, want to go to your room and chill in your bed?”. We’ve done this very innocently before, so why not?! We ordered the kids a pizza, made a couple of espresso martinis, and went upstairs. I told her she was welcome to sleep in the spare room if she wanted to stay over. It was easy convincing and those drinks went down really well,
​ I find myself daydreaming, sitting on the sofa for nearly an hour, a cup of cold coffee in hand. My thoughts wander back and forth between memories of last night, Benoît's revelations and the upcoming confrontation with Maxine. Looking back, I'm still wondering what went through my mind to expose myself to my friend. Even worse! In front of my best friend's girlfriend. Well... ex-girlfriend? I don't even know anymore. I take a sip and wince as the cold liquid runs down my throat. This sudden bitterness brings me back to reality, and I decide to hustle a little, despite the headache that has persisted since I woke up, in order to leave the apartment before Maxine returns. Guilt gradually overcomes me, as I head for the kitchen to do the rest of the dishes. Stress mounts as I imagine my next encounter with her. What will she say? And what will I say? How can I remain natural after a situation like this? Hundreds of scenarios run through my head, when suddenly the
My first time at an Asian massage parlor So I’ve posted on here about some of my experiences with escorts. Some mind blowing, others not so much. Luckily for first time going to an Asian massage parlor was closer to the former. Finding reputable escorts can be a real hassle and you always are playing with risk. Setting up dates can be a pain and sometimes it doesn’t go the way you hope. A few years ago I decided to try a massage parlor instead. I did a bit of research and found one nearby. I had a few nerves walking into the place but I was more excited. Honestly I was looking forward to a massage as I’d been so tense. An older woman is at the counter and greets me. I book an hour massage and am introduced to Misaki, a petite Japanese woman probably in her late 20s (she had a mask so it was a little hard to tell). She was wearing a tank top and some cute shorts. She had a heavy accent and was very polite as she leads me to a room. Inside it was dimly lit red with soft music playing
Less a confession, more a brag. I (27m) am not the most outgoing or womanising member of my friendship group (and possibly spend too much time on the internet...) but a few years in from finishing university, I still make the effort to go on a summer trip with the boys. This year we went to Malta, which was exceptionally hot and very good value. One night we were out in the town we were staying in (which is a bit outside of Valletta and was quite quiet) and we bumped into a group of similarly aged (maybe 25f), also British girls in the square. Naturally we started chatting them up a bit. Spent the evening drinking with them in town and they were properly good fun. As the evening progressed there was a natural filtration system: two of the boys went home (one is engaged), and a couple of the girls disappeared too. But by 2am we were heading back to our AirBnB with a few of the girls, with the aim of having a night cap. As i say, I'm not super extrovert but had been chatting with a rea
I have not shared this part of me quite often, but today I feel like. This is not a super-mega sex-positive story, nor me complaining. Just \_my\_ truth. Some small situations which I believe are worth sharing! When I was \~19, for non-interesting reasons, I was a prostitute for 6 months. I was in a foreign country, little money, yada yada. The usual. Prostitution in that country is totally legal btw. I have always had a great ass, small boobs, big lips. I do look cute, but I'm not "petite". First of all, no one forced me into being a prostitute. Don't pity me. I could have done any other job, but I loved (and love) sex, and I believed I could be great at this. What I didn't know is that prostitution, as anything else, is 99% marketing. If you believe you're worth $100 - it doesn't matter if you're the most amazing woman ever, you will be paid $100. If you believe you're worth $1000, and act like it, then that's your worth. I was a beginner, sc
I was asked to take a friend of friend climbing and said yes. I didn't know anything more than she was younger than me, maybe in her late 20s and black. Other than that nothing. We met at the climbing wall and she had already changed and was wearing the tightest lycra I have ever seen. All I could stare at was this round ass and how the lycra clearly tucked into the fold of her pussy. Totally distracting! Anyway after staring way to long she told me the changing room was over there but there is only one cubicle. I changed came out and we started climbing. It was fun and easy going but I couldn't take my eyes off her. Way too blatant. We finished and I said time to go. So headed to the one changing room. It was a cubicle, a small box! She said she needed to change too. I said come on in expecting to say no way. In she came. Door shut and we stared at each other. Before I know it she peeled off the lycra and stood in the tiniest thong I have ever seen. My jaw was on the floor. "What?
A few days ago my girlfriends came over and my BF was already at my house chilling with me. We were all pretty bored and decided to do a few games and the losers would end up taking vodka shots. Fast forward to a few hours later and we all got pretty messed up. My BF was the only guy there and it was a little uncomfortable when we started talking about who could suck dick better. I guess he didn’t like the thought of me talking that right in front of him. My boyfriend ended up kinda against me in a joking way telling everyone that I sucked at giving head and teasing me to do it right there in front of everyone. The girls kept chanting for me to prove it, and I dropped my knees while my boyfriend was looking away, pulled down his pants, and put his cock in my mouth. He looked around very uncomfortable, but when he put his hand around my head and shoved his cock deep into my throat he even forgot where he was. I was dripping my spit everywhere and gasping for air but I love
My (32 then, 33 now) ex co-worker, Lucy (24) was absolutely gorgeous, always a different colour hair, tiny waist, massive tits and not afraid to show them off. We worked very closely together, and every day I struggled to keep my eyes off ~~them~~ her. I ran into her months after leaving the company, she came from work, but you wouldn't tell by her outfit, she was wearing a tight orange crop top, showing a lot of cleavage, clearly no bra, as her nipples were poking through, with high-rise black jeans, accentuating her tiny waist. We started catching up, normal things, just how our new jobs are going, etc. I then asked how things were going with her boyfriend, and she mentioned they broke it off, as he didn't want to have children. This was a big deal for Lucy, as she always said it was her dream. I told her "well that sucks, I'm sorry, but you'll find someone new in a heartbeat, look at you, you're gorgeous", she pushed me playfully "says you". I asked her: "what have you been doin
There’s a lot under this, so I’ll be as concise as I can and get to the spicy fun stuff. The setup here is that I had met this girl, let’s call her Laura, one day when I needed a sub for a volleyball team I played on. Anyone who’s managed a team knows that you’re always needing a roster of subs, and everyone I called couldn’t play, but a friend of mine connected me to Laura, and I was so thankful she was willing to come out to some random strangers team to play some volleyball. She was so bubbly, cute and extremely athletic. Laura had one of those “thick sporty girl bodies”… lean and tight waisted with a thick rump (guess you’d consider her a PAWG. lol). After the game, her and I stayed, had some beers and chatted for hours. We hit it off, and I could tell we were digging each other, so I had to keep talking to her. We were talking daily, and jumped pretty quickly into physically seeing each other as often as we could for dates, lunches, concerts (we both love music), etc., Just like
She's quite different from me physically - A bit taller, thicker, huge boobs... We both have cute faces, though. On a personality level, we are the direct opposite... But we've always respected (and encouraged!) our differences, we tried to learn from each other, and we managed to build a long-lasting friendship. We do have something in common! We're both huge sluts. We both had terrible luck in sex partners and boyfriends - or I did until I met my boyfriend, who basically made me a slut, taught me that sex can be incredible and showed me that I wasn't as heterosexual as I thought. She's ALWAYS complaining about never having great sex, not reaching orgasm, finding selfish guys... At some point we thought the problem was actually her, not "the guys" She gets on really well with my boyfriend, and they do talk about this type of stuff - but I never thought something may happen between them, we have always had this... Territorial behaviour with our partners. And she's 120% heterosexu
Hey all! I have another naughty story for everyone. This 'incident' actually occurred last summer, so the memory is reasonably fresh haha. This wont be a very long confession, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! ​ By now many of you have heard of H: she's a close female friend of mine, also married, and we've had more than a few naughty adventures together. Her husband, "Matt" is what we call a DILF. A tall, educated former strength athlete with the arms to match. He and I have often had flirty exchanges, and I know he appreciates more than just my mind.... ​ One lovely warm summer night I was over for a BB. It was just the three of us as my partner was working away. The food and drink was flowing and everyone was getting very tipsy. They'd also got a new hot tub at the start of summer, and I was a little jealous! As the sky darkned and the garden lights came on, H suggested we all have some drinks in the tub. Matt agreed, but I told them I hadnt bought any swimwe
A few weeks ago my wife's friend was staying with us for a bit. Decent enough looking lady, late 30's and while fuckable, never even crossed my mind to fantasize about. Now she's on my mind constantly. I was standing at the edge of our bed facing our bedroom door, it was closed. I was rubbing one out to take the edge off, was having a stressful day and wife was at work. Had a hand towel laid out in front of me. I was dressed but my pants were down, dick through the peehole of my underwear. Pretty much all at once the door comes flying open as her friend is saying something about a blanket which she has in her hands. She looks directly at my dick as cum starts shooting out, I look at my dick too and don't know whether to keep pumping or grab something to cover myself with. But then I looked at her and she was just standing gaping at me and it made my orgasm really strong. She looks me up and down one more time as my climax comes to an end and then turns and shuts the door. I st
This weekend I took my girlfriend to Vegas and took my mom along because she loves the gamble. Our rooms were adjacent. GF and I banged for hours two nights in a row for that my mother was next-door. I found out after we took her home that her and my GF talked for two hours over brunch about us and our sex life. Anyway, she has said this before, but my mom reminded me that she’s very happy that I can sexually fulfill women and am a good lay BUT she didn’t expect to hear such dirty things come out of such a nice innocent girls mouth lol and was specifically worried hearing her demand that I cum in her
Benoît and I have been friends for... I don't even know, forever? In any case, we knew each other back in elementary school, and maybe even before that, but memories of that time are more hazy. Today I'm 30, just like him. I've got a girlfriend with whom everything's going swimmingly, just like him, and projects galore... maybe not quite like him, but to each his own in the end. Whereas I'm a fairly square, organized and far-sighted person, Benoît is the radical opposite. He's a free electron, he acts and thinks afterwards, he changes jobs every 6 months, has a sudden "revelation" for a passion for an unlikely musical instrument every year, and above all, and only I know this, he falls in love as soon as he meets a pretty girl. To this day, I still wonder how he can have been with Maxine for 2 years, without ever having committed a fault. He's not a bad guy, far from it, he's just... flighty. He likes people, he likes life and, above all, he likes love. Maxine, his girlfriend
Two days ago, while we (best friend and i) were hanging out alone at my place after an exam and celebrated with a couple drinks, we started chatting about our sexual preferences. I told him how I thought most guys preferred bigger tits, but he mentioned how much he ACTUALLY LIKED small tits over huge ones. Instead of feeling embarrassed, I felt a strange thrill, and the sexual tension between us started to build…we may have drank a bit too much I was wearing a loose-fitting shirt, and decided to give him a look at my small perky ones. He leaned in, gently trying to cup my breasts in his hands. The touch was tender and sent shivers down my spine. His fingers traced delicate patterns around my nipples, and the sensation was unlike anything I had experienced before. He leaned in closer, taking my nipple into his mouth. I have REALLY SENSITIVE nipples, so i felt a tingling sensation that sent waves of pleasure through me, and a soft moan escaped my lips But I didn't want it to be