Megan and I have been best friends for about a decade now. Growing up, she lived in a neighboring town and our paths didn't cross until high school when we met through some mutual friends. She and I immediately hit it off, bonding over great conversations filled with banter, mutual interests, and some light flirtation. We felt free to talk to each other about whatever crossed our minds, including anything and everything sex related. When she lost her virginity, I took her out for ice cream to celebrate. If one of us had the hots for someone, we'd wingman each other without a second though. Most if not all of the stories I've written here she's heard and knows the details as well as I do. When she had her first threesome, she called me immediately after to give me a play-by-play, resulting in us talking about what she enjoyed and what she would change if there was another opportunity. She's texted me an album of nudes, asking which ones would be best for her "tasteful portfolio.
A couple weeks after covering my best friend's tits with cum, I was playing some video games when my phone rang. "Heeeyyyy," said the slurred voice on the other end of the phone. "What's going on, you have a good night?" "Oh yeah, Brittney lost her birthday sash and started crying, but that's not my problem and the rest of us had a blast!" "Isn't Brittney's birthday supposed to be about, you know, Brittney?" "We got her tequila shots and she still went home with someone, I'd call that making her night. Anyway, come over." "Megan, it's like 1 in the morning. We can see each other tomorrow if you're free." "Come onnnnn, remember the last time you were here? You could bring some wine... we could build a fort or something." I chuckled to myself. "Do you really need a bottle of wine? Sounds like the tequila has got its hold on you anyway." "Well I'm gonna grab my vibrator right now, it's your call." I paused a moment, weighing my options. Do I make the ten minute drive and
I was out at the bar with friends last weekend when I saw a hot blonde guy across the bar checking me out. Shortly after he made his way over to me and introduced himself as Mike. Mike was tall – 6’4” and well built. He was 23, had short blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Mike bought me a drink and we chatted for awhile before I went back to my friends – but not before exchanging numbers. At the end of the night as my friends and I were going our separate ways I texted Mike for his address and received a prompt response. I quickly ordered an Uber to Mike’s place and was there within 10 minutes. I knocked on the door and Mike answered. He brought me to the living room and introduced me to his roommate, Jody, who was sitting on the couch. Jody stood up to shake my hand – he was shorter, around 6 feet tall with dark hair combed to the side and green eyes. I took a seat as Mike ran to the kitchen to grab drinks for us to share. Sportscenter was on the TV in the background as the three o
I’ve known my best friend, Katie for about 10 years now. She is a year younger than me, with long blonde hair, blue eyes, great fake boobs and an ass to die for. My husband, Jack, and I have played with her multiple times and this is one of the experiences. I knew that Jack and Katie had planned out something together, I just wasn’t sure quite what it was when she came over last Friday night. Jack opened a bottle of wine and poured 3 glasses which we shared while sitting on the couch as we kissed each other. Katie took my hand and led me to my bedroom where Jack placed a blindfold over my eyes. I felt two pairs of lips kissing the front and back of my neck as my shirt was pulled over my head and my bra was unclasped, causing it to fall to the floor. One set of lips began softly kissing their way down my body, kissing my clavicle down to my breasts where their tongue gently circled my areolae prior to taking the nipples in their mouth and sucking. At the same time I felt the button on
She was really, really attractive. We had discussed opening our relationship before. But the truth is that neither of us really wanted the other to go "looking around." We deeply loved each together and were committed to one another. We had been dating since high school, for instance. He was my first, and my only one, and same for him. But that woman was simply gorgeous. I had had that kind of fantasy before. To watch your partner have sex with someone else. Be a third party. Just... observe. Watch him have some fun, watch him do with her what he only did with you. It was all those feeling, I suppose. To be there and watch it happen. Live, under your eyes. It was terribly, terribly arousing. And if Josh had one flaw - and he didn't have many - it was that he was not into domination at all. Sometimes, I fantasized about it. A coworker from work, with big shoulders and big hands, pinning me down, making me do... stuff. I don't even know how to describe it. I d
Going to a female massage therapist is more comfortable. I lift heavy and regularly in the gym, so I get work done every few weeks. Today, I got my glutes done, which usually means I wear just a thong or g-string. I didn’t think, but I was wearing grey underwear. I’ve gotten wet a few times when she’s massaged my hamstrings and glutes, although this time, I’m certain she noticed the wet patch, since I placed one knee higher with my foot pressing against my inner thigh. I wouldn’t say I’m overly attracted to her, but her touch and me being in just my underwear and going through moderate pain makes me feel submissive. It builds fantasy while I have work done and I’ve fantasised about light BDSM scenarios. You can’t fight how your body reacts when stimulated..
I took a gap year from uni after a very stressful semester around 6 years ago. At the time, the BDSM club at my uni was growing and starting to attract people outside of the university. Me and some of the other girls at the club said that we were going to take a year off to enjoy ourselves. At that point we were approached by 3 guys who were also thinking of taking a year off to focus on some start up of theirs that was getting bigger and bigger. At the club, we were know to be very submissive and they asked if we would be interested in becoming 24/7 slaves for them for a year, all expenses paid. Most of us said yes after talking with them for a week or so. And then starting the next week we were their slaves for a year. They were roommates renting a small house close to the university library, and we effectively their fuck-toys/slaves/maids for around a year. There is enough stuff about this to make a few posts, so if there is interest in this, I might write more posts with mor
\[by Indigo\] When I moved into this apartment building eight years ago I would haver never thought that the – back then – little boy next door would someday become my most often and casual sex partner. I always got along well with the neighbours and their son, they all were really relaxed and fun to talk to. After some years of knowing each other they trusted me enough to sometimes have me watch over him for a day or two when both his parents were on business trips. I started to do it for the little fees they offered me for it (along with always plenty of little gifts when they came back), but I ended up enjoying the boy´s company because he was nice and easy to deal with. In time I´ve become somewhat between a substitue aunt and big sister for him and he´d sometimes visit me when his parents were there. With him growing up I started to notice him eyeing me up in a different way than before and he showed an intimacy that felt too much to be appropriate between him and a non-relative
Omg. Last night, I was out at a campfire with some friends, and we didn’t have enough lawn chairs for all of us. Being a rather petite girl, I offered to share with one of my shy guy friends (who I think maybe has a crush on me but is super shy and not outeard about it). Well, us sharing sort of turned into me sitting on his lap. I could tell he was getting nervous hehe it was so exciting. As I shuffled around and ‘got comfortable’ throughout the evening, I could feel him getting hard under me hehe. When I noticed, I made sure to move around a little more. Every so often I would turn around and ask, “are you comfortable? 🥺” and “I can move if you want uwu” in cutesy voices and every time he would nervously sqeak out “oh im okay” or something like that. I hope I made his night hehe, its all ive beennthinking about lately 😝
My wife and I went to Jamaica for our wedding anniversary. We stayed at an all inclusive resort in Negril, so was a long ride from the airport. When we arrived at the resort, we we’re greeted, given a glass of champagne and told someone would take us to our unit. Soon someone came and directed us to follow to our ocean view cottage. The resort was beautiful, many activities, great food , drinks and entertainment. On out second day the concierge asked if we scheduled our couples massage yet ? We said we didn’t know anything about the massage. She said that it was part of our anniversary package we booked. So she set us up for our massage the next days. The building that housed the massage studio was down a path through the beautiful foliage. When we found the building, a sign on the door said if no one was there, take a seat, enjoy the scenery and someone would be there shortly. It was very quiet, and the foliage was thick, but beautiful. We heard voices coming down the p
I came to the UK to study and right now it is so cold. This country isn't made for this kind of weather! Luckily I have turned this to my advantage. These past three nights when it’s been really cold I’ve invited a different FWB into my bed to keep me warm. Kind of like a sexy hot water bottle! The whatsapp message I send is the same each time. “It’s soooo cold. Will you keep me warm tonight? x”. They have all responded within minutes! haha. I write this as a guy has just left my room, I have a pussy full of cum, and I am currently warm. This was a guy who I met on Halloween when he was dressed as a caveman and me as Harley Quinn. He arrived at about 10pm, that was fine, I do actually study whilst I'm here, and I greeted him whilst in my dressing gown and non slutty pyjamas. I took him to my room, closed the door and walked to my bed leaving the dressing down on the floor. I then got in bed and took my pyjamas off underneath the covers and threw them at him. “I’m
I know it’s a bit strange, but I have a bit of a kink for seeing my wife get inebriated. Every time we go out, I always encourage her to keep drinking. Last night, she ordered wine by the bottle at her favorite restaurant, and she probably had about 6 glasses of red. Slowly but surely, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed over, and she just sat there staring into space with that dumb, crooked grin on her face. She soon starts getting more loud and vulgar, and she’s hiccuping and spitting all over her words. Eventually, she starts reaching under the table for my groin as she leans into me to steady herself in her chair. That’s usually my queue to take her home. On the way home, she kept slurring on about how horny she had been all day, saying she wanted to give me a blowjob between between incoherent mumbling. When we got home, I had to hold her upright as we approached the front door. Once inside, I took her straight to the bedroom and got to work. I kissed her deep and savored th
I've been thinking back on all of the fun little experiences I've had and thought this would be a fun story to share. This happened when I (M) was 18 and still living at home. Every Christmas we'd alternate going to our family friends who lived 4 hours away to stay with each other and celebrate. I have two older brothers and their family have 3 kids in total who were two boys aged 16 and 25, and also Madison (F) who was the same age as me (18). Every Christmas I'd always get on with Madison the best and she was a bit of a tomboy looking back on it now. We'd ride bikes, go on walks down near the river and go swimming, watch shows like Pokémon together (when we were younger). It was like having a new friend every year and each year we'd get older and see each other again. This time though when I first saw Madison, I felt something different to the usual 'It's good to see a friend' vibe that I usually had. I felt a genuine attraction towards her. I'm not going to overstate it due t
I went on a trip to Miami Beach in summer of 2019 with my bsf. We planned to stay there for at least 2 weeks and during the first week we did all crazy things we could think of. We’d go to parties and get drunk. Met 2 guys at a party and exchanged numbers. For the next three days we’d meet up with them and hang out the entire day. They would take us to restaurants and pay for our food..this way we saved more money than we expected. They took us to their place one night after our “double date” and it ended with one guy hooking up with me and the other hooking up with my friend in the same room. They swapped us around and took turns. It was my first time having a foursome. I never had a threesome until that night. Both men decided to use one of us at the same time then do the same to the other. That was my first time sucking one cock while getting pounded by the other. They even double penetrated and moved on to my friend. I loved every second of it. My friend and I were sucking cocks
My inner feminist is screaming with rage, but I managed to lock her away... for now. Seriously tho, the moment I discovered my sexuality was the moment I discovered how much I love cum. And how much I love guys to cum. All the porn I consume (if any) is single guys jerking off. Sometimes even two guys at once (and yeah I know that they probably wouldn't be interested in me). The more guys, the more dicks, the more cum, the happier I am. It's that simple. And even during sex with a partner, it's all I am focusing on. I just want him to cum. Because of me. To see him helpless, whimpering sweet things like "Fuck", "Shit", "Babe, I'm gonna cum", "You're making me cum", "I can't hold it in any longer" is the biggest compliment to me. His orgasm my accomplishment. His leftovers in my pussy my trophy. Just thinking about it makes me wet already. Maybe it's kind of a power play. Although I am usually more of a sub, I discovered that taking care of a guy in this way makes me feel powerful. H
Ignoring the screaming alarm clock, I continued to sleep on, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that it was half past noon on the clock. After a quick shower, I drank my favorite green tea and sat down at the computer. I needed to translate the text, but instead of opening a word document, I double-clicked to launch opera. I got in touch, followed the pop-up link to the recipe site, and there I saw a link to the dating page. Out of pure curiosity, I went to read. HE loved the rain. At least that's what he wrote. Without expecting it myself, I offered to meet. He agreed. Having carefully thought over my image, I brought beauty and called a taxi. We agreed to meet in a small restaurant called "Fantasy". At the appointed time, five minutes late, I sat comfortably in a wicker chair opposite the amazing man. He turned out to be a brown-haired man of small stature, of a dense physique. Pleasant facial features: a high forehead, green eyes bordered by black eyelashes, an aristocratic nose
*"Thanksgiving is a time for families to come together... not CUM together"* \-- my brain after fucking my soon-to-be stepsister the day before Thanksgiving. Hello. I'm 27-years-old and come from a broken home. My parents got divorced when I was in high school and my dad moved across the country with a new woman one year later. I hated him for a while. I remember listening to a bunch of "I hate my dad songs" alone in my room. Not understanding the anger I was feeling was actually just pain. I didn't talk to him (except for the rare birthday phone call) for several years, but during COVID, we kinda reconnected. He has changed a lot and we started to talk like once a week on the phone. He invited me out to visit him and his new family, but I wasn't ready for it then, or the following year. But when he invited me for Thanksgiving 2022, I decided, "Why not?" I flew across the country and was introduced to his new fiancee (Sara) for the first time. She was 10 years younger than my mom.
Last night I saw my neighbor peeking into my window again after I got out of the shower. I knew he was there, so I decided to give him an extra show. I teasingly bent over and accidentally "dropped" my panties, giving him a full view of my bare body. I could feel his eyes on me and for a moment, I allowed myself to bask in the pleasure of being watched. I could feel my cheeks getting flushed and my heart racing as I slowly stood back up and put my panties back on. It was a naughty moment, but one that I definitely enjoyed. I honestly think next time I'm going to have to find a way to give him a full show. I wanted to tonight, but I kind of chickened out. How should I get his attention tomorrow and start to touch myself in a way that seems natural?
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 story happened to me five years ago. My friends and I went on a hike. There were 10 of us - 6 men and 4 women. I was supposed to sleep in a tent with Vadim, but he fell ill and did not come to the station. I had already decided that I would sleep alone, but on the first evening of our trip we were so cold that I decided to invite one of our women, Larisa, to my tent. She was no longer young, however, like me, but still very attractive and sexy. She immediately brought her things and began to make the bed. One sleeping bag was put down, and the second one was covered. First they lay down in their clothes, and it was cold. Then I plucked up the courage and put my arms around her waist. It became much warmer, then my cheeks began to burn, and I touched my cheek to her face. She lay silently, and only her deep and frequent breathing said that she liked everything that was happening. It soon became so hot that we had to take off some of our clothes, and we were left in T-shirts and