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In my 20's, I was in the millitary and stationed in Japan. One weekend, me and my friends went to the clubs in Tokyo. I ended up taking a Japanese girl back to my hotel after drinking and dancing with her all night. She was cute as hell. Short, barely over 5ft, long hair, slim with a nice little bubble butt. We made out in the taxi on the way. I slipped my hand up her skirt. Could feel how wet she was. When we got to my room we undressed. I'm a big guy (6'4"), and I've got kind of a big dick too... Above average length and I'm pretty thick. I saw her reaction. A mix of being turned on and a little nervous. She laid on the bed and spread her legs. Her pussy was so nice. Perfect looking. Shaved too, which isn't the norm for Japanese girls. It was a tight fit. Her being soaking wet didn't help much. Like I said she was tiny. She bit her lip and moaned as I worked my way into her slowly. I'd put a little in, pull out, then put a little more in. I could feel every part of her. Event
Part 1 All the people involved were 18. This is a 100% true story. In high school I was a smaller nerdy guy who didn’t get my growth spurt till the summer before my senior year. By then I had grown to 6’3” and some muscle. Our church had its yearly high school youth trip to a beach house on a lake with 30 teens and 6 chaperones. Us seniors got in our van which was half guys and girls. I had grown up in this group and we all knew each other well and had fun together. Well now I was getting a lot more attention from the girls. Kim, Becky and Monica were talking me up and I felt like a piece of meat the way they looked at me. So far my experience sexually was limited to one encounter. The church vans got to the beach house and one of the chaperones said all kids set up your beds in the basement in your groups. We went down to the basement, which was a huge room filled with 40 mattresses on the floor. Us seniors grabbed the far corner and set our sleeping bags. As I w
hey everyone i need to get this off my chest because its been replaying in my head nonstop since it happened. real story **TLDR: this is about my close friend who broke his right arm pretty badly. his hand was stuck in a heavy cast and he was complaining nonstop about how frustrating everything was especially taking care of himself.** **I ended up helping him out as friends and jerking him off hahahah** \---- one night we were hanging out at his place just watching movies and he looked super tense. he finally admitted he hadnt cum in over a week because jerking off with his left hand felt awkward and the cast made it impossible to get comfortable. i felt bad for him and one thing led to another and i offered to help him out. at first he laughed it off thinking i was joking but when i stayed serious and told him it was no big deal between friends he got quiet. i could see the bulge already forming in his shorts just from the conversation. i sat closer on the couch and reached over
Kayla (F25) and I (M26) had broken up three months ago after I found out she was cheating on me. We had been together almost three years, living together for 2 and planning to get married. It all came crashing down when I came home a day early on my rotation from working in the patch. One of the fellows agreed to switch and I’d go in a day early to cover for him. I got home that day, quietly snuck into our place and found her fucking another guy in our bed. Kayla jumped off the guy and started to beg for forgiveness, while holding me back, so the guy she was fucking could escape. I asked her how long this was going on and she told me it just happened. I told her it would be best if she moved out. Kayla cried, promising it would never happen again, but I was still in shock and needed to be alone. She left voicemails and texts… saying she wanted to talk, but I basically ignored her during the last three months after I decided a break up was the only solution and told her that. Working
[](/r/SluttyConfessions/?f=flair_name%3A%22Exhibitionism%22)I (34M) dated my ex (let's call her Katie) for about a year a few years back. It was never going to be forever; we were just in different places and it fizzled out for the usual reasons. The one thing that stuck with me, though, was her younger sister Emma. Emma was 19 when I first met her. Now she’s 23. Where Katie was a solid 7 on her best day, Emma was a straight 9 — and she knew it. Pale blonde, long athletic legs from years of soccer, and an absolutely ridiculous, peachy ass. She had this confident, teasing energy that drove me crazy even back then. She used to flirt with me pretty openly whenever the three of us were together with little comments, lingering looks, “accidentally” brushing against me. It was never serious enough to cause real drama, but it was constant enough that I noticed. And I thought about her more than I should have. A lot more. Fast forward four years. I’m at a brewery with some friends on a sunny
so i woke up at like 2am absolutely soaking wet from one of my sex dreams. you guys probably already know i get these constantly. like at least a few times a week if not every day i have some insanely vivid dream about getting fucked and i wake up soaking and outrageously horny and basically useless until i am able to cum and finally go back to sleep. i was sleeping over at my best friend josie and her boyfriend josh's place, which happens a lot obviously. i have my own little spot in their guest room. i woke up from this dream where i was getting fucked from behind by someone i couldn't see and i was wildly horny. i laid there for maybe a minute just touching myself before i decided that wasn't going to be enough and i made the decision to wake up my friend's boyfriend. i walked down the hallway to josie and josh's room and pushed the door open slowly trying my best to be quiet. they were both asleep. josie was on her side facing away from josh, and he was on his back with the blank
That is the first thing he said after he found out. His hands were still on my waist, our lips were still wet from kissing each other, and he was looking up at me from between my legs where he had just been kissing his way down my stomach. His fingers had just gotten to my underwear for the first time and that is when he felt it. Usually I am a little more proactive, but this time I guess I just got carried away a bit. "Yeah," I said. "Seriously." His name was Adrian. Met him at a rooftop party I went to with my friends. It was honestly kinda off the chains so far as parties go. There was a lot of degenerate behavior going on. We hit it off pretty quickly at the party and he is the one who approached me in the first place. I wasn't sure if he could tell that I was trans or not, but I guess I need to accept at this point that people can not in fact tell. I mean I know what I look like. Long hair, short dress, slim waist and legs, small boobs. I look like I was born as a girl. He c
I have a single mom that lives a couple of houses down from me that's in her mid thirties. Early this summer she had her lawnmower break on her and asked if I would do her lawn for her and even offered to pay. I told her not to worry about it and just knocked it out for her (it's only about a quarter of an acre lot). So every time I'd mow my lawn this past summer, id head over and do hers too Over the weekend I was mowing her lawn and she came outside and waved me down. She asked me to come inside so she could pay me back. I followed her in ready to turn down whatever pay she was going to offer and she lead me into her bedroom. I immediately was curious and felt myself starting to stiffen wondering where this was going. She didn't say anything, she just turned and started undoing my pants and pulled my cock out and immediately started giving me some wicked head. This woman isn't usually someone I'd go after. She's pretty for her age and only 6 or 7 years older than me, we just don't
I said this in a different post. In my desire for sex I had made some bad decisions. This was not one of them. I lived with the same person my first 3 years of college. He transferred out for the last year. We stayed in contact and tried to meet when possible. It was second semester and he was going home for the weekend with his girlfriend. He asked me to come over and stay. I knew his family so I said yes. We were hanging at his house on Friday night. The 3 of us, his parents, his sister and her friend plus a neighbor. Soon it was just the 3 of us and his sister. Everyone else left or went to sleep. My friend and his gf suddenly disappeared and it’s just me and his sister. We talk for a few minutes and I say I’m going to sleep. Next thing I know she kissed me and I instantly kiss her back. We fall in the couch and within minutes are pretty much naked. She starts to suck my cock which was a good time to confirm she is 18. She sucks my cock, I lick her pussy, suck her t
We were from a conservative background in a conservative country in East. Being virgins in our early twenties was completely normal. No one rushed these things. Still, the three of us had been close since college. Me, the girl who would become my wife, and her sister who was one year younger than me. We were inseparable. My SIL was the only one who actually loved horror movies. My wife and I mostly just loved being near each other. That December the schools were closed and it was freezing. Almost every night the three of us ended up on the big living-room sofa at their house, lights off, one thick blanket over our legs, some movie playing until two or three in the morning. Their parents never minded because we stayed in the open living room. Usually my wife sat in the middle. One night the movie was especially bad. She kept grabbing my arm every time something jumped. My SIL had nothing to hold onto and finally complained. So the next night they put me in the middle. The new movie
My childhood best friend (19F) and I (20F) were watching TVD, all cuddled up like usual for our sleepover. We’ve basically grown up together, so we’re super comfortable with each other. We were lying on the sofa with her head resting on my chest and her legs hooked over mine. I had my arms wrapped around her like a koala, holding her close. I should mention I was wearing just a white tank top and panties, while she was in a t-shirt and a thong she’d stolen from me. I was too busy staring at the screen to notice when I felt a prick on my nipple. I looked down to see her biting it, looking up at me with a cheeky little smile. I rolled my eyes and went back to the TV, but then I felt her tongue sliding over my nipple through the fabric. The cotton was already wet and sheer, exposing my dusky areolas. I could feel it deep in my core, and I didn’t bother stopping her, even though we’d never done anything like this before. I asked her if she was ovulating, and she said yes. That piqued m
We’d been drinking in my dorm after the house party. Just me and Maya from three doors down. Cheap vodka, low music, the only light coming from my desk lamp. She kept shifting closer on the bed until her thigh was pressed fully against mine, the thin fabric of her dress riding higher every time she moved. She’d lean in when she laughed, breath warm against my ear, then pull back just far enough that I could feel the absence. By the time the bottle was half empty she stopped pretending. She climbed into my lap, straddling me, and kissed me slow and deep. She tasted like vodka and the strawberry gloss she’d been reapplying all night. Her hands slid under my shirt, palms hot against my skin. I pulled the dress over her head. Just soft, warm skin and the faint mix of her perfume and the heat of her body. When I pushed her panties aside she was already wet. I laid her back on the narrow bed and pushed into her in one long, steady thrust. The sound she made was low and broken. She was tig
We found a karaoke bar near Jacksonville a few weeks ago. Fun crowd, cheap drinks. Everything was great, except this one puny young guy (21-25) coming up to my wife, Elle, and flirting with her right in front of me. The “me” of 20 years ago would’ve taught him a brutal lesson. The “me” of today knows my wife is coming home with me, and any attempts from another man to woo her are a waste of his time. When she shot him down, he sulked like a kid who’s told he can’t have a candy bar at the store. Just sat there with a pouty face the rest of the night. Now here’s the thing. We’re a hotwife/swinger couple. If he’d have been respectful, interesting, and acted aware of my existence right beside her, it might’ve happened. It’s happened in the past for others who’ve played their cards right. The karaoke lady was kind of “I’d fuck her but wouldn’t date her if I were single” hot. Big tits, cute face, a little softer around the middle than I’d prefer. I could tell by her demeanor when we in
i think my biggest problem on first dates is that i genuinely cannot keep the words "cum in me" from coming out of my mouth. tbh it happens literally every time i get fucked. i'm just obsessed and addicted to it. literally addicted. like i know normal people go on a first date and maybe kiss at the end. maybe. and i'm over here forty five minutes into coffee already thinking about how to get him back to his place so he can fill me up with cum. it's actually embarrassing how easy i am to cum inside. i don't even play hard to get about it anymore. i have lost any sense of shame. i WANT them to know. i want them to know i'm the kind of girl who's gonna beg for it before they've even bought me a second drink. something about a guy i barely know finishing inside me just does something to my brain that i can't really explain and honestly i've stopped trying to fully understand it. i'm just wired that way. the last one was literally a coffee date. COFFEE. we matched, he seemed cute, we met
Skip down to the bulk of the text if you just want the juicy stuff, but up here I’m going to give some context to the story if you’re interested. I’ve decided to use Reddit to document my journey. Because I started out as a very conservative girl, who just wanted to find her happily ever after. Now, I’m writing this from a hotel room while waiting for a stranger who has a big dick to fuck me like my husband can’t. I’m wet just thinking about it. So how does a conservative girl go to a sex craving slut? This is my story. I’m going to give context in this post, then post the different encounters that led to me being obsessed with sex. I was a single mom in my late 20’s just trying to find that man that we all dream of. But guy after guy just fell short in one way or another. As I was getting older, I felt like maybe I just needed to settle. Pick a guy that would help me build a stable life for myself and my child. So desperately, I turned to tinder 🙄. Lots of pointless swiping and
Alright, I’m just gonna put this out there because it’s been eating me alive for weeks. I was 21. My neighbour was 18. Fucking gorgeous. Thick thighs, soft face, the kind of body that looked even better in simple home clothes. We weren’t close. Just occasional chats. We’d post a pic sometimes and drop a compliment. reply with a nice thanks. Nothing deep. But I always felt she was into me . Like she was interested a bit in something . But, I was in beginning of another long distance relationship in early stages. So that I told myself not to cross any lines. One afternoon her mother called me. Asked if I could come over and help her daughter with some university application forms on the laptop. Her mum always trusted me. Used to call me for small help around the house. I said yes and walked over. She opened the door wearing this soft, home outfit.. Tight top and a knee length skirt.. her body looked dangerous hot. Her mum was right there. Smiling. Thanking me. We all went into the ro
Me and my girlfriend were 27 at that time. We are together for few years and I know her family quite well. Her sister is 3 years younger, and I found her quite hot even if she doesn't try to much. She is a short brunette with wide hips and nice C-cup breasts. The sexiest thing about her is that she dress really light and short so you often get a glimpse of tits or ass. The mother is in her 50's and she was really hot when she was young, like a nice ass in those trendy 80s Levis jeans and above all large E-cup breasts, hardly unnoticed. So we're all together, my girlfriend, her sister and boyfriend, her parents and me. We're having a nice dinner, we have a good time and drink a couple a wine bottles. We had a long road so around midnight, everyone is kinda tired and goes to bed upstairs. The house is small so the parents are in one bedroom, and the children in the other. As everyone is upstairs, my girlfriend lingers in the kitchen and asks for a hug. By the way she kisses me I quickl
To start with, this girl was smart, beautiful, and sociable. She was very dedicated but had "daddy issues." She was about 1.58m tall, snow-white, and brown-haired. She was slim and went to the gym; what I liked most about her body was her ass—round and firm. It was raining hard at the university that morning. We only had one class. The professor assigned a group project; he picked the teams, and I ended up with this girl (M). M and I didn't talk much, though we had mutual friends, and I got along well with her ex-boyfriend (who was in our class). It wasn't that I was actively trying to sleep with her, but at certain parties, her lustful glances and hints about Black men (I’m Black) used to really turn me on. We didn't have any more classes the rest of the morning because it was pouring rain. The assignment was due the next day, so we had time to work on it. She suggested going to her place near the university. Anyway, I drove her there in my car. That day, she was wearing a dark gray
I own my own house in London. A couple of years ago, my girlfriend moved in with me. We had an active and enjoyable sex life, though my sex drive is much higher than my girlfriend's, as she's usually only horny in the mornings. She sometimes said she'd be up for a threesome with another girl, or to watch me with another girl, but it never happened and we were fully monogamous. Last year, my girlfriend's younger sister began studying at university in London, but is very shy, so struggled to make friends and got very lonely. My girlfriend asked if she could move in with us and stay in one of my spare rooms for a while, and I was happy to let her; she moved in in January this year. I was attracted to her, and we got on well, but I didn't initially do anything sexual as I didn't want to cheat on my girlfriend. But a few months ago, my girlfriend told me that she knew I was attracted to her sister, and that her sister was attracted to me too. I didn't know what to say, but my girlfriend i
About us: Me(M52) and my wife (45) have been married for 18 years. We've had our high and lows, fucked like rabbits and have been through dry spells as life has gone by. We own multiple businesses so we stay extremely busy and usually very stressed...which kills our sex drive because of exhaustion. Im 6'1", 195, athletic and in shape. She is 5'5", 150lbs, with a thick ass, flat stomach, 36DD tits and is smoking hot. She literally has god pussy status. She started on vaginal testosterone about a month ago,which I think its finally kicking in and that brings us to today. We've been on vacation this week at a secluded Airbnb in the mountains....away from life and stress. We fucked twice on Monday and 3 times yesterday with the last being right before bed. I finally fell asleep about midnight as we both laid there sweaty and catching our breaths after the last round. Im sound asleep until I feel the bed move a little after 2. I slowly gain awareness, open my eyes, and holy fuck! The sou