I’ve heard far too many (deserving) men say they don’t get regular (or any) blowjobs from their partners. Everybody in a relationship deserves good oral, but, not everyone enjoys or feels comfortable in giving it. I can’t relate. THIS is why I thoroughly enjoy giving sloppy head and often choose to swallow. And there’s a little proof of it at the end after sharing my thoughts over dinner with friends. My friendship circle, along with most people in my workplace, are active in discussing their (sometimes lack of) sex lives. Admittedly, I love the moments when the cogs turn as you talk about giving blowjobs and guys are there. Guys start to daydream about sex there and then. Girls, typically, are either of the mindset of, “yup, I relate, I’m all-in”, or, “pfft, it’s called a job for a reason.” When you suck a guy’s cock well, he’ll remember you. I’ve heard this from men. They remember you worshipping their dick, the way you suck it, and perhaps most importantly, how you choose to take
To cut a long story short we (wife, Jane and I and our youngest daughter) ended up sharing a villa in Spain with a friend, Amy and her daughter for a week. Our kids were in a competition together and it made economic sense to share. She is quite attractive, 47 with bleached blond hair and a slim physique. We are quite good friends but the wife and I were nervous about being living with her for the week. It turned out it was quite good fun and relaxing. With her daughter there we felt obliged to cover up where as normally we have spent most of the day naked around the pool, but it was a minor inconvenience. We also felt quite self conscious when she would wear a swimsuit and either a towel around her waist or a sarong despite my wife being topless. It wasn't until one evening after a few glasses of wine she confessed to not getting around to getting waxed before she travelled. This come about after my wife admitted she needed another trim. I used to shave her with c
Lmao okay this is one of my craziest stories yet. I went to a house party and it involves doing things with more than one guy at the same time (whoops). It all started with a guy that’s older than me. He was 20 and like, really really hot and funny. We were both drunk and we started talking for a while, then we started to dare each other to take shots. In between shots we were playing would you rather, which started off fairly tame but it turned sexual pretty quick between us. It started out with silly things like would you rather drink beer or vodka (I picked vodka) but it turned into would you rather fuck her or her (me pointing at other girls at the party). It went on for a while and then I said “would you rather fuck her, or me?” He looked at me and said “you”. Then he said would I rather go somewhere private or keep playing. I chose go somewhere private and we left the kitchen. We tried to go into one of the bathrooms but none of them were free, so we were like well shit. Ac
Another update from vacation girl. I’m on vacation with five of my guy friends and we’ve been doing sexual things non stop. It’s become a running joke between them where they’ve started to call me “blowjob girl” because I have been sucking their dicks non stop and they love it. It started last night. We got back from a night out at a club, all of us drunk out of our minds, stumbling everywhere and obviously horny as hell. I was being touchy with them and they were cracking jokes on the walk back home saying things like “who here is good at giving head” and them all saying “Ciara” (me). They made me laugh, so naturally once we got back it didn’t take long for me to be down on my knees. It started with them all sitting around and watching me do my thing one by one. We sat a chair in the middle of the living area and I had them take turns sitting on it while I blew them. Guy #1 was my second closest friend. He unzipped his pants and sat on the chair and I started sucking his dick
Me and my roommate / best friend Katie have this like, open-masturbation policy thingy going on in our dorm. It all started actually when we were reading reddit sex stories, lmao, kind of ironic. Honestly though, if anyone reads this, you should give it a go. It's like, so annoying trying to find time to get off when you're sharing a tiny room with someone else. But with classes being all hybrid and events getting cancelled, we're always stuck in the room together. Plus, we're like, super comfortable with each other. We both have toys and it's not like we can hide it from each other anyways. So, we just decided to be cool about it and if we wanna get off, we'll just do it. No need to be embarrassed or anything. The first time I tested it out, Layne was out at one of her classes and I was like, "time to get down to business." But she came back early and caught me in the act. I was just like, "hey girl, what's up?" and she was cool about it too. We've had a bunch of scenes like that
1. Meeting on the river Standing over the flowing waters of Vetluzhanka, crouching low to the surface of the river, Oksana carefully washed her elastically raised breasts. Standing in the bushes, Timothy looked greedily at her protruding buttocks with cloven buttocks, and thirsted for her to the point of pain in the groin. She had recently married, so her body still retained its former girlish slenderness and elasticity of forms, but it was already feminine, convex and unusually alluring. He sometimes noticed that no, no, she would casually turn around at him, or, passing him, blushing in embarrassment, timidly greet him ... If they met without witnesses, and there were no strangers nearby, he tried to imperceptibly pinch her on the tight breasts, or frankly feel her feminine large ass. At the same time, she only blushed embarrassedly, and just as imperceptibly slapped him on an indiscreet hand, she swiftly slipped past him. And, behold, fate brought them together on this deser
I didn’t think as many people would be so interested in my stories, but it seems that you are so I will share some! In person I tend to come off as someone with a lot of confidence, but the reality is that I lack a lot of it. Particularly accepting that people actually want to hear about things I have to say so I don’t often talk about myself or share stories. But thank you all for being so reassuring! Anyway, this isn’t what you’re here to read about I’m sure. I am not used to telling these stories, writing about myself, or writing about anything honestly. I’ll tell everything to the best of my memory, but it’s been a long while. If you enjoy these feel free to let me know and I’ll be open to sharing more. I hope this isn’t too long. So doing what I was doing for several years, I inevitably met some interesting people, and came home with some crazy stories, most of which I’ve not really shared with anyone. A lot of the time I would get hired, do my thing, and come home with nothing
House. On the ground. Winter. Evening. Snow is swirling outside the window. Its white flakes cover the ground. We have a big house. And on the first floor there is a fireplace - a real big fireplace. The house is warm. You walk barefoot. You are naked. You stand and look out the window as small snowflakes fall to the ground. You seem to have been hypnotized by one of them and time has stopped... You follow her every movement in the air. Very suddenly, but very gently, my kiss falls on your neck, and my hands on your waist. I stand behind you in what my mother gave birth to and slowly swing your waist, following the lounge, which quietly plays in the background. You are smiling. You look out the window and smile... Another moment and you turn around to face me. I am enthralled. The lines of your face are perfect. Your blue eyes laugh with mine and we start dancing very slowly, lightly touching the floor. We seem to be flying. And then my lips meet yours in a tender kiss... alive and
My friend Alicia has been with this guy, Adam, for several years now. He is a slightly stockier guy than you'd expect to be with such a good-looking girl. But as soon as you meet them both you realise she is actually the one punching, he is so charismatic and funny, he seems to always know exactly what to say. Now I swear I've never tried anything with him while they were together, but he's always made comments about how I was the only friend of hers that he likes. And when we go out for drinks he always looks after me like an older brother, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't just a little bit curious about what it would be like to spend a night with him. The night they broke up she called me crying, telling me about the huge fight they had gotten into and while she is my friend and I was consoling her, in the back of my mind I was thinking that she is fucking insane and absolutely in the wrong lmao. I knew that he had lost a lot of friends because of their relationship, so
It was literally that meme that’s like “you vs the girl he says not to worry about.” He had a coworker who was fucking gorgeous and so obviously flirted with him and so obviously hated me and I’d talk to him about her and he’d be like “stop worrying so much, I’d never get with her and betray you blah blah blah.” So I get off a night shift early because my job was slow and my manager told me to go home, so I’m not in the best of spirits. I get home at 1:30AM, I’m supposed to get home at 5AM. And lo and behold, I hear a rocking bed in our bedroom. I can hear it from our kitchen. I don’t know what to do, I’m kinda in shock. I sneak to my bedroom, and look who it is. Let’s call her Brandi. She’s riding my boyfriend, her big perfect tits bouncing, moaning and saying how big he is. He is big. And how do I react? Do I storm in there and confront them? Do I yell and kick them both out? Do I do anything a normal person would do? Nope! To my own fucking surprise, I put my hand down my leg
“Holy fuck, is that your *cock*?” “What?!” The hard “c” took me by surprise. I looked at Jen–whose soft green eyes were wide–and then at my pant leg. I could see I was bulging somewhat. “Dude, it’s like halfway down your thigh. Leah, c’mere and look at Quinn’s fucking hard on.” “Can you *not*?” Leah popped her head into the living room where Jen and I were playing cards. “Quinn! I can see it from here. Was Jen trying to turn you on?” She shook her head at me teasingly, a few stray strands of her red hair–pulled up into a loose, messy bun atop her head–swayed back and forth. “No!” I was beet red now. “Look, it just happens sometimes, y’know? Spontaneous erections or whatever.” “Uh-huh,” Leah crossed her arms across her chest and scoffed at me. “I bet it was because Jen’s wearing that fucking slutty v-neck. Your tits barely fit in that thing!” “Oh, shut up, Leah. It’s not that bad.” Jen sat up straight, adjusting her white shirt–which I could already see her nipple rings through–s
​ **Part 7- Endless Summer** After the disappointing sex she had with my virgin friend, I decided that stepmother had waited long enough. She had been obedient after all and to be honest I was dying to get inside her pussy again. I had toyed with her emotions, played my game with her, and now it was time to have some fun. We were going to be alone at the house all that week, my siblings at day camp and father away at work. This was going to be the perfect time. I found her in the morning after she returned from dropping brother and sister off at camp that Tuesday. We met each other in the hallway and stopped, she leaned against the wall waiting for me to instruct her. I made a suggestion. “Hey lets hang out by the pool today. Get some sun, go swimming, what do you say?” “Sure, that sounds like fun.” She answered and turned to walk off toward the bedroom. “Wear something sexy.” I gave her a pop on her ass as she walked away. She continued without acknowledgin
I worked at a sleep-away summer camp during college. Saturdays were our day off. It was between weeks and all the kids staying multiple weeks would stay in one area of the camp. That left most of the grounds and all of the cabins empty for the night. I had been counseling with Jake, who was a good friend I had known since we were campers together before we started working there. That summer he had been dating Jess, who had also been in our friend group as campers. We went out during our off day and had been drinking for most of the day because there wasn’t much else to do around the area where the camp was located. It was late by the time we had gotten back to camp. As we were walking back down to the cabin, Jake asked if he could have the cabin to himself for about 15 minutes. This wasn’t a problem and we had an understanding for when the other needed the cabin on a Saturday night. But on this particular night, because it had already been such a long day of drinking after a long we
I still cannot believe this happened. I left for work this morning before they both woke up because I can't face the shame of talking to them and I don't know how to even start the conversation when I get home. What am I going to say? It was incest. Fuck. That's the shame part. But I'll be damned if last night hasn't played in my mind over and over and over again this morning. My panties are drenched and I want to cum so badly I'm literally aching to relive that experience. More shame. Anyways, I'm ashamed. I'm turned on. I think I'm addicted now. It's all I can think of. I found it so hot and I need to write this all down. A little background. My sister is staying with us for 9 whole days. She got a job offer where we live and she needed a place to stay while her apartment lease opens up. I love my sister, so I offered that she stay with us until she can move in. I tell my husband the same day and I swear to god, I saw a glint in his eyes. The perv has always had a crush on my
Part 4 - Puppet On A String So after that Friday, she got a little break from my harassment. That weekend my father and two younger siblings were around. So there was not much I could do. I still found ways to keep myself entertained. Around the house any time I saw her for a second alone I would cop a quick feel, pinch her ass, give her a little love tap, just to remind her of her predicament. She would whisper to stop, worried that we might get caught, but I was careful. At the dinner table, I made sure to play footsie under the table with her while the rest of the family ate dinner and talked. They were clueless what was going on between us. We shared a few looks at one another from across the table. She looked so vulnerable. Something strange was happening. My stepmother’s initial reaction to being caught in the act and being blackmailed was rage, she was pissed, I could see it in her eyes. And rightfully so. But now there was something different. Something differe
So this all happened last year in November when me and my friend [both F19] went to visit Berlin. I consider myself an enjoyer of exhibitionism and voyeurism but have not experienced it outside of fantasies before. On the night in question, me and my friend queued for an hour before receiving the nod of approval from the bouncer to be let into one of the most notorious sex clubs in the city. I had bought a fishnet bodysuit specifically for the occasion and only had black panties underneath. When we entered the club the first thing that we had to do was take off our layers of clothing and leave our phone in the cloakroom with them as there is a zero phones policy in the club. We spent the first few hours of the night exploring the dancefloors and all the adjacent playrooms. There were a lot of alcoves nearby the dancefloors but also stairs leading to balconies around the walls of the room overlooking the crowd. At first I felt quite shy seeing some of the activities that were goi
In my circle of friends, I was know as the "Fifth Wheel". All my friends were married or engaged to be married. I never really had time to devote to a girlfriend; let alone a wife. I worked 80 hours a week between two jobs. My social life consisted of a long series of one night stands, a couple different "Friends With Benefits", and an occasional hooker every now and then. Many of the guys in my friend circle were jealous because I was fucking a lot of different girls. What they didn't know was that I was jealous of most of them because they had what I really wanted; someone to wake up next to every morning. Well, one of the guys, Tony, and his wife Amanda, were hosting a Forth of July party at their place. Most everyone in the friends group were coming. Alcohol would be flowing, Pool, the Bar-B-Q hot and the wives even hotter. I swear they were secretly competing with each other on who could find the smallest two piece bikini. I got hard around every single one of the ladies. I am pr
Last night was probably the most fun night I’ve ever had. Originally, I invited two of my friends to come round to my place. It was only supposed to be a little get together girls night type of thing. Since the weather has been good the dress code was “shorts and a top”. We get to drinking, laughing, talking. The usual. Then we start talking about boys and I mentioned that I sucked my guy friends dick one night recently. I told them that his dick is actually really big and his moans are so hot. I explained how it happened and they were both so invested. Since we were all extremely tipsy by this stage, I looked at them and said fuck it, and showed the video of me sucking his dick. They were glued to the screen and let out a bunch of “oh my gods” and “wows” along with “no ways”. After basically showing my friends my own porn, they agreed with me: his dick and moans are kinda hot. So then I’m looking at them and I say “do you wanna invite him over” and suggest us all sucking his
I never used to like threesomes, I always liked getting all the attention from the guy I'm fucking. I wanted to be the girl that he lusted over, and yearned to be with again. I love watching a guy moan with pleasure as I solely focus on him and the idea of another girl made me feel less special. That is until I realised something. Outside of sex, I am super competitive and threesomes allow me to compete with the other girl. I was asked to have sex with one of my not-so-close friends and her boyfriend (It was one of those deals where the guy picked me and she got to pick one of his friends for their next threesome). I know that he had been instructed to focus mainly on her and to not cum inside me. But to me, this sounds like a challenge. A challenge to be sexier than her, to try harder than her, to make him feel better than she ever could. So when it finally happened he started by playing with his gf... It took some time for him to start fucking me, but when he did I made
This is another story that I admit is not as wild as some of my other posts but I wanted to relive it so I did my best to capture the essence of the experience because it is one of my fondest memories (holy run on sentence, Batman!). In my late teens and early 20's I worked a lot of retail jobs. I was working in the mall at a store that no longer exists when I met Emma. Emma was from the midwest and had moved to my area when she was in high school. She was involved in theater in college and loved to sing. As a creative type myself, I always felt a kinship with her. Emma was average height and skinny with long, straight brown hair and glasses. Her boobs were small, definitely A cups but she was fit and had a cute little butt. She never really wore revealing clothes but I remember one time she came to work after some kind of event and she was dressed up and wearing pantyhose. I remember thinking for the first time I understand the appeal of legs as a sexual object. Emma spent her form