My husband (Tom) and I have been swingers for a couple of years now. While we originally started out with other couples, I quickly learned that I love watching my husband fuck other women. Not just videos, like watching him actively fuck other women in front of me. It turns out, it’s even hotter when that other woman is my friend. When I first found out about this kink, we tried playing with other women who we met in the lifestyle. While it was insanely hot to watch him fuck strangers, one day changed it all for me. One weekend I had my girlfriend staying with us as she was in town for work. My husband and I love having her around, she’s the life of the party. Friday night we didn’t do anything to crazy, just stayed in and had a few drinks before retiring for the night. Saturday though, we had a lot planned. We started the day with shopping. My husband begrudgingly came with us. I may have enticed him with a promise to go to his favorite lunch spot. Our first stop was to the mall. My
I've got a few close friends and they're all guys, I've pretty much become the cum dump of our friendship group and ngl I love it. It started off with just one at first, he split up with his gf and I comforted him in the best way I knew how (by sucking his dick :P) the second guy I hooked up with while really drunk a few weeks later. It then became known to the third friend what we had all done and he felt left out so I fucked him too haha. It just kind of continued from there, and now im fucking all 3 regularly. They all have different fetishes so sex is always different and exciting. Our group chat has basically become a dirty discussion for who gets a turn on me that night. The sex is amazing and I really get off on being used like a little slut.
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” “
I met Nick and Dave when I was a sophomore in college, and they were seniors. We ran in enough circles together that we became friendly, and eventually adopted into their friend group. I was close with many of them, but probably Nick and Dave the most. They would visit a lot after they graduated, and when I graduated and moved last year, they said they’d come and visit. For context, they could have been brothers given how they looked: about 6 feet, give or take an inch, frequent gym partners so broad shouldered with muscled but not bulky bodies, and brown hair. Since graduating, Nick had developed a low profile beard which suited his face well. I, on the other hand, was always short, about 5’3”, but had been to the gym enough that I had an ass I was proud of, and breasts that got stares at bars, but nothing insane. Last week, Nick and Dave were going to be in town very last minute for the weekend and I offered to let them crash at my place. My roommate was out of town visiting her boy
I met Nick and Dave when I was a sophomore in college, and they were seniors. We ran in enough circles together that we became friendly, and eventually adopted into their friend group. I was close with many of them, but probably Nick and Dave the most. They would visit a lot after they graduated, and when I graduated and moved last year, they said they’d come and visit. For context, they could have been brothers given how they looked: about 6 feet, give or take an inch, frequent gym partners so broad shouldered with muscled but not bulky bodies, and brown hair. Since graduating, Nick had developed a low profile beard which suited his face well. I, on the other hand, was always short, about 5’3”, but had been to the gym enough that I had an ass I was proud of, and breasts that got stares at bars, but nothing insane. Last week, Nick and Dave were going to be in town very last minute for the weekend and I (23F) offered to let them crash at my place. My roommate was out of town visiting h
Spring painted nature with colors, covering the trees that were bare after winter in a bright green color, and spread a green blanket on the ground. It was May, and spring work was in full swing everywhere. I, too, dug in the garden all the time and planted new seeds in order to get a good harvest in the fall and live carefree all winter. I had to work a lot, and when I got tired, I allowed myself to take my favorite walks through the spring forest naked and breathe with my whole body and every part of it. Les dressed and I undressed after a cold winter. - How unusual and strange everything is, I thought, walking through the forest and listening to the birds. - The forest undresses for the winter, and the person dresses and vice versa in the summer. I smiled and walked down the forest road, walking down the sandy path in only my running shoes. I always left my clothes at home and did not worry that they could be found and stolen or that they could watch me near it, and therefore
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.
When I was 19 years old I was approached by an older(50s) gentleman at the courthouse. I frequented the courthouse because my mother was an attorney and I worked at her law firm as a file clerk at the time while I attended college. He told me he seen me around and had a business proposition for me and invited me out to lunch, I agreed. About a week later we had lunch to discuss the proposal. Before we discussed anything I signed a non disclosure agreement. He asked me if I was willing to be recorded, gangbanged, and covered in cum by him and 4 of his colleagues. I was honestly taken back... I'm just an average girl, there really isn't anything special about me. I didn't know if I should be offended or flattered but I knew it made me really excited and wet so I agreed to it. About a week went by and a car came and picked me up, I signed more disclosures and was paid in cash. It was the most fun I have ever had at that point in my life. I was fucked for hours had so many orgasums and cum
I haven’t been able to think about anything else. My pussy is dripping wet just from merely remembering how good he fucked me. He got on top of me after cuffing me and started playing with my tits, swirling his tongue around my nipples. He did it for a solid 3 minutes, but it felt like forever. I’d been wanting his cock all day so I was already aching for him, begging him to fuck me. He then took me and positioned my head to hang off the side of the bed so he could throat fuck me. I’d never been throat fucked like that in my life, it was so fucking hot. Every time his cock slipped out of my mouth I just craved it all over again, desperately licking his shaft with pleading eyes. He turned me around so that now my pussy was facing him, and wasted no time ramming his dick inside me. I felt every thrust all throughout my body and at that point, I just wanted to be used by him all night long as his personal cum dump little slut. He slapped my tits with one hand while us
When I was in college there was a bar down the street from my house that I would frequent to grab a drink and play pool after work. It was within walking distance so it was my spot, there was nothing special about this place and despite being in a college town there were rarely women here except on game nights. This was a D1 school and people went wild during football season. This particular night our team hosted and was beaten by a rival team and that always drove people to the bar. I got off a shitty shift at work, walked to my spot and wanted nothing but a beer in my hand, but was immediately approached by a short but very attractive 20ish year old woman eye fucking me and asking "are you ready to get out of here?" First of all, no I wasn't ready. I was dead sober and worn out from work and I wanted a beer. Second of all, yes I was ready because I've always needed to work for pussy. I'm a fit and relatively attractive guy, but never in my life and never again since have I been h
I don’t love going to the doctor. The vague appointment times where you’re required to arrive by 1:15 but aren’t seen until 3. Answering the same questions asked by a humorless nurse. Being prodded and palpated by the wrinkled, freezing cold hands of an ancient doctor who is in and out of the room in four minutes flat. Doctor’s appointments are rarely exciting, never pleasurable, and generally errands I’ve looked forward to finishing as quickly as possible…until recently. The nurse had just left the exam room where I sat, already annoyed in anticipation of would surely be a 20 minute wait. I was preoccupied with the intrusive thought of all the emails of emails flooding my work inbox when a sharp, confident knock jolted me back to reality. The door opened and in walked a man who looked nothing like the short, bald man of indeterminate age whom I’d been seeing for years. “Hi, I’m Dr. N, taking over for Dr. Kearns,” he said, extending his hand. He was tall and sle
Disclaimer: This happened on my 34th birthday. Better posted late than not at all. Earlier in the month, I made plans for my birthday with this guy I recently started seeing (we’ll call him Patrick): we had reservations to go to my favorite Italian restaurant and drinks/dancing after at a nearby club. I had my entire birthday outfit planned, from my new cocktail dress, the black stilettos and super expensive lacy lingerie. At the last minute, I decided to ditch my thong and head out the door. I waited in the lobby for Patrick to pick me up. 15 minutes passed, then half an hour. After 45 minutes, I called him 3 times - went straight to voicemail. I didn’t feel like spending my birthday alone so as a last resort, I called my co-worker (we’ll call him Max) who lived just a few blocks away. I’ve had a crush on Max since he started at my job, but I didn’t dare say anything. After hearing my sad story, he offered to pick up take out and meet me at my place. After dinner and a lot of alcoh
So last weekend I went out partying to the club and I was feeling extra horny that night so I decided I was gonna dress about as slutty as I could in the hopes of getting extra attention. I decided on a short skirt that barely covered my butt and a tiny little crop top. At the last minute, I thought to myself fuck it! Wouldn't it be wild if I wore no panties under my skirt? Maybe id even get fingered or even fucked more easily that way lol. I took of my panties and checked myself out in the mirror to make sure nothing was showing. I was excited haha. When I got to the club, I started dancing it up as usual and I ended up attracting the attention a more than one guy as I usually do hehe. I ended up making out with a few guys that night and one guy was even brave enough to try to feel around under my skirt. I think when he felt around and got a direct feel of my pussy (witch was wet ofc) he was shocked and I could feel his dick get instantly hard. He grinded on me for a little while wh
[Hot Tub Photo]( ​ **THE HOT TUB** **I broke my own rule, DON’T have sex with friends** It was one of those perfect summer evenings and after a day at the beach, Rick my friend Deb and I were in our huge hot tub enjoying cocktails, laughing and joking with each other. We've been drinking most of the day so by this point we are all more than a little drunk when the conversation starts to take a different tone. We started talking about turn-ons, past adventures, and future fantasies. Keep in mind while we all talked Rick and I only offered the R-rated version of our life as we knew we would freak our friends the fuck out if they knew the details of our sex life. Rick, Debbie, and I all exchanged more than a few glances back in forth when Deb told us in great detail how she had sex with her now ex-husband and one of his old friends from college when he visited a few times. She ultimately began to understand her husband Joe liked having a cock
A year or so ago, my boyfriend and I matched with a girl who we talked with for a bit, but honestly it was a pretty strange vibe and she didn’t have many pictures, so we assumed she was fake lol. The conversation died off and we didn’t think anything of it. Last week, we matched again and this time the conversation progressed further and we ended up exchanging numbers. The text conversation got pretty stale, until one day she unexpectedly and completely out of the blue texted us that she was horny and asked what we were up to that night. Rather than suggesting drinks, we just invited her to come over. At this point, we still weren’t sure if she was real or not but we were very curious. She kept saying she got delayed to the point that we expected her not to come, but finally she arrived and was a real person haha. It was really late at night, so it was pretty clear she had just come over to fuck. We talked for a little while and had a drink. She turned out to be a major stoner and wa
We were not closely acquainted, rather by chance for a moment, two lines of life crossed - a nineteen-year-old girl and an adult, but still a very young thirty-year-old man. She came to visit me. It was a quiet autumn evening. The sun, with the remnants of summer heat at sunset, warmed my tiny apartment. - You are comfortable, - she added after a minute, - and calm ... Well, I don’t understand at all why you don’t have a girlfriend. You don't seem like an egoist. Maybe you're not gentle, not paying attention? - Does your job interfere? - quite feminine, at the same time affectionately and reproachfully looked into my eyes. - Stay with me. - No, I can't, I can't even for one night. Do you really want this? - she still looked into my eyes, no, rather, into my soul. I sincerely replied: "Very." - Please be obedient. Give me your word that you will obey me. - I will be obedient. I give you my word. - Well, what are you standing? I am your guest. Where is your bath. We have
Recently, in certain circles, it has become fashionable to talk about your previous incarnations. You can often hear from a visitor to some mannered salon a proud phrase about what an amazing personality he was in a past life somewhere there: in England, or France, either in the XII, or in the XVII century ... Since I do remember my incarnations, I can definitely say that I was not an amazing person. The last incarnation that was revealed to me was in the 16th century - then I was a Tibetan monk - a letter carrier, delivering important messages to the outside of the abbot of the Tharpa-Choy Lin monastery. And here I am again - on Earth, in Russia, at the turn of the 20th and 21st centuries. But what was between my current incarnation and that monk is hidden by some kind of veil with a flicker of obscure images and feelings. I was always tormented by the question - why? Why, having risen so high on the spiritual ladder, I could not rise even higher, why was I returned to Earth aga
I went out on a date with this guy. Definitely one of those dates where you both can fill the electricity flowing between you. One of those great first dates that you don't want to end, slowly building up the sexual tension between you. Giving each other these little looks throughout the date, biting lips, finding a reason to graze fingertips as you walk. Purposely going out of my way to walk a little faster, shake my hips a little harder so my ass would bounce, giving him a reason to bite his lip, and wanting to grab my ass. Dusk finally rolled around, and we had a few cocktails, and then you could just feel the sexual tension between us growing ever so harder. We left the restaurant and started walking downtown. The lights were so beautiful and so romantic. It was more secluded where we were walking while we were making our way back to his car. As we were walking slowly, he grabbed my hand and paused. He swung me around, pulling me so deep into his arms, brushed the hair off my ne
In harsh winter time. On a dark, polar night on the Taimyr Peninsula, the whole sky is so low and strewn with stars, it seems that this is one big starry blanket. You, as usual, take the shift from your partner and send him to bed. It takes about an hour and a half. You feel like you are starting to fall asleep, realizing that you need to work, you are trying to overcome yourself and sleep. Suddenly you feel like I'm behind with gentle, warm, feminine hands starting to touch your hair starting from your shoulders and slowly your hands begin to fall on your chest caressing your torso. You can feel the breath and gentle kisses around your neck with the light movements of my lips. Chill runs through the whole body of both. I slowly turn you around to face me and you see that it is I who takes my hand and pulls you towards you, We begin to passionately kiss each other, and our hands chaotically stroke the whole body. I start to unbutton your shirt, then I unbutton the belt, the zipper on