Back in college I met this girl on Plenty of Fish (this was before Tinder was even a thing) and she seemed nice. We talked for a bit and decided to hang out at my place to watch movies. She did let me know that she was very involved in her church and her father was the pastor, so I thought she would be an innocent young woman. Dear Lord was I wrong. When she arrived she was wearing this low cut sundress that perfectly framed her DD tits. It was like she was putting them on display just for me. Five minutes into the first movie and we're already making out. I start massaging her giant tits and she pulls my dick out to start stroking me. The next thing I know she's kissing down my body and she takes my cock in her mouth. I could not believe this church girl was drooling all over my dick, but she definitely knew what she was doing. She was easily able to take me down her throat and swirl her tongue around my shaft so that I felt like I was gonna melt. Once she was done gagging on
Part 2. So the next morning while me and sis were discussing the mammoth sex session me and hubby had the night before she mentioned that she peeked through the slightly open door to witness me bent over the bed getting railed by now hubby's big girthy cock. She explained that she could hear the grunts and moans and me screaming in pleasure, this was for her benefit although it was epic and one of our best in recent memory. She explained how she had say there listening intently while wanting to touch herself, weve always been pretty open and change in front of each other, go for a pee while the other is in the bath etc. So she went on to tell me how she imagined it was her hubby was drilling. How she wanted to come in and lick the sweat she could see glistening on hubbys balls! I told her she could try him out if she wanted. She immediately flushed and I simply said, if you can get him to do it, take it, but I want all the gory details! Later that evening I'd popped out to walk the
So, I was 26 he was 30 and my sister was 21. He had been through a rough divorce cause his ex wife was a cheating slut, we met through work and immediately hit it off, flirting at first which quickly turned in to him picking me up from work (we worked at different sites) and me blowing him in his car. Soon we were very much loved up and he was staying with me at my parents house, they all loved him, something about him being my protector and looking after me so well made them absolutely adore him, he met my sister after one of her drunken nights out and she came home very drunk and she started flirting with him. She w wearing a very slurry black dress which didn't leave much to the imagination, she is much more well endowed in the boob region than me and I watched him peeking at her perky young tits. This went on for a while until I noticed he was rock hard in his shorts. I took him to bed didn't mention the reason why he was so erect and blew him until he shot loads ( much more than u
It's surprising how easily names and faces can come back to you after years of not seeing or even thinking about the person. I happened to be in my hometown for a wedding and decided to go out to a bar with some old buddies. I went up to grab a drink when I heard an oddly familiar voice behind me. "Oh my God, Cole, is that you?" The moment I turned around and saw her face, a wave of memories came flooding back. Miranda, my first "real" girlfriend. Look, we were young. "Boyfriend and girlfriend" meant we ate lunch together and sometimes kissed after school. It also meant we were each other's firsts. "Holy shit, Miranda, I haven't seen you in years," I said. "You look great." She really did. She was a lightly tanned Latina with natural brown hair with bright golden highlights. Her face and smile was still youthful but her body had grown. She had big natural tits, a round ass, and a flat stomach. "You look good, too," she said. "Did you start working out somewhere along the line?" "
I’m a 35 year old commercial pilot. Brown hair. 6’ft. In pretty good shape. I do ok with women but travel a shitload and when I’m at home I don’t feel like going out to score a lot. Last week, there was a lady on my plane to Texas. I spotted her pre-boarding and right away I thought “oof. Wow.” I was thrilled to see she was in first class, and I decided to be a little bold: I came out to “check on the passengers up front” before we even took off. Late 30s. Mom vibes. Glasses. Hair pulled up - but tattoos peeking out from under a nice sweatshirt. She mentioned she was traveling for business and I told her “well, I’ll try to get you there quickly and safely.” When I came out halfway through the flight to have a chat, she was all smiles. What was I going to do, she asked, when we got where we were going? I mentioned a thing we sometimes tend to do called “slam-click” - where aviation folks kind of chill in your room from the time you get to the hotel until you have to head back to the
So my GF and I are «open minded» (we both love dick and being slutty) so we have an arrangement: we are free to fuck any man we want, as long as we tell each other about it - in detail - after. This happened to me a couple of weeks ago while I was traveling for a concert in a major city in Northern Europe, so I’ll tell you all what I told her. I went to my first concert all by myself recently, which was worth it in order to see one of my favorite bands. I love dressing up, so once the concert was over I figured what the hell; I'm not ready to go home yet, I look fucking fantastic, and seeing my favourite band had made me insatiably horny. Easy. The concert venue is right by a very swanky hotel with a nice skybar, so I figured I’d just head there for a drink or two, and, if I was lucky, an easy hookup. After finding a nice spot with a tall table overlooking the city and a vodka martini (dirty, with green olives) it didn’t take long before I noticed an older gentleman eyeing me. Now, o
A few years ago four of my friends and I would regularly get together in each others houses for a party and it always ended up with us showing each other some of the pics and vids we'd taken with our partners. Somehow our partners found out and weren't too pleased...but not as unhappy as we thought they'd be. Turns out they'd known for ages and as they were friends with each other too thought itd be funny to give signals to each other in our vids...like holding fingers out of 5 for how good their orgasm was ..fuckers played us. So the lads we're all like..fuckin ell they actually like us watching them...we all got really turned on but we also started wondering if they liked the look of his dick or my dick or whoever. So as a joke to get them back at a little get together we said right if you all think this is fun were gonna make a game of it...you pick a number 1-5 we'll also pick numbers 1-5... we've only made a glory hole...whichever numbers match that's who you're giving a
25m strait Thank goodness she didn’t leave and was accepting. My now wife (fiancé at the time) walked in to me bouncing on a dildo, vibrator on my balls while jerking off to the trans porn on the TV. Little did I know she had sat there and waited and watched. When she finally spoke up and said “my name” my stomach dropped to balls. As I leaped up with a dildo in my ass cock and balls covered in lube and blasting porn on the tv I scrambled and froze. “Go ahead finish yourself off and come talk to me” I couldn’t gather the words I was kinda waiting for her to leave so I could pull the dildo out of my ass and turn off the vibrator. She finally walked away going into our room. I cleaned up (I did not finish) I jumped strait into the shower almost as a “clean restart”. Finally getting out and going to the room. She had a bowl packed for me and she just wanted to listen. She just said “tell me what’s going on”. I tried to make excuse after excuse until none of them stuck and I end
Hi. I’m Misty. And I’m addicted to my man’s dick. It started off as new relationship butterflies. A new body to learn and explore. A new feel. I thought certainly we’d level off. The honeymoon phase will wane and then we’d be lucky to fuck once a week once we were comfortable like most couples. But not this time. We’re a year in now and if I go 12 hours without feeling him stuffing my holes I will quite literally spiral. If he doesn’t send me off with my morning creampie, I beg him to come throat fuck me in the office wellness room at lunch. At night, I ride him til he fills me up. Idc where we are, I need that. I’ll take dick at his mama house. And these not the kinda orgasms you can whimper through. It curves ever so slightly to the right. He can touch my A and G spots at the same time in each stroke while spreading my ass to push his thumb in. I cream and squirt endlessly, unable to control myself. My toes and calves cramp up from bucking and shaking and trembling. He has to pus
After 3 years of knowing each other, we finally fucked and it was glorious. We met through a mutual friend. She introduced us at her birthday party and right from the beginning, this girl was flirty, but the fact that we had this mutual friend stopped us from doing something else. Anyways, time went by and we talked every now and then, but nothing serious happened. Flashforward to last week, we start texting again. It quickly escalates and we start sexting, she sends me pics of her titties and her full naked body lying on her bed, and of course, I send her nudes as well. After two days of playing like this, I invite her over to my apartment on saturday. We both know exactly what we are going to do, but before that, we are chilling in the living room just talking. Then I offer her a drink and while I am preparing it, she comes and hugs me from behind. It feels nice, but it feels even nicer when she lowers her right hand to my cock, which unsurprisingly is getting hard. I turn toward
Around 2023-2024 I used to hang out at this music venue near my apartment just to have a few drinks, hit on some women, and listen to whatever indie band or solo singer was booked that night. It was a dark venue with sticky beer-soaked floors, but it was popular within the scene. Most nights it's some long-haired dude with a guitar singing a love ballad for the girl he's about to cheat on with one or two of the girls in the crowd or a smelly-looking guy singing about injustices in whatever part of the world was in the news that week. That was fine with me, I enjoyed that kind of thing. You never know which of these guys might be the next Bob Dylan... but... having listened to them, I can confidently tell you it's none of them. On this particular night I watched the dark shadows of band members setting up the stage and noticed one who was considerably shorter than the rest carrying around a guitar that looked oversized on its body and setting up the microphone at the front of the stage
hey reddit, everyone is 18 here. so i've known this guy, let's call him jake, for like two years now. we're super close friends, always hanging out, sharing secrets, that kind of thing. his girlfriend dumped him a week ago, and he's been moping around, but i couldn't help but think about all the stories i'd heard. his ex and a couple of his past hookups used to brag about how good his dick was, l**ike seriously, they'd say he had this thick, veiny cock** **hes been pretty sad lately so figured why not comfort him in a way that benefits us both. so i invited him over to my place last night, said we'd watch movies and drink to take his mind off her.** \--- we started on the couch, popping open some beers, and he's venting about how she was always complaining about dumb shit. i listened, nodding, but my mind was already wandering to what was under his jeans. after a while, i scooted closer, put my hand on his thigh, and said, "jake, you deserve someone who appreciates you." he
Man, I’m still reeling that this happened, I honestly never thought I’d ever be in this position. It’s both exciting and terrifying, to be honest. I’ve known her through work long before I met my wife, and had a crush on her for a while. She’s this tiny little Latina, super smart and bubbly personality, not like me at all but we have overlapping interests, so we get along well. However she’s been with the same guy since before I’ve known her, and I never thought she could ever have eyes for me. So pretty quickly I told myself it was never going to happen, and I buried any wants or desires I had, and we’ve remained good friends. I attended her wedding, and she attended mine. She left work a few years ago after giving birth to her son, so I don’t see her too often anymore. But she does stop by work from time to time to use our professional grade printers, and sometimes I stop by her house to drop off some baked goods my wife makes, which is where we usually catch up. My last visit a f
My wife's sister is such a dumb, bitchy, attention whoring slut. She was always rude and obnoxious to me as I gave her sister attention over her. She hated me so much because of it. She would always pretended to be just a nice person on the outside to most people, but we knew that she was secretly fucking so many people. One day I went over and my wife told me her sister was having a shower, so I purposely waited, listening to when she was finished and went into the bedroom. I then walked in the bedroom unannounced, while she was still completely naked. I could tell why all the guys wanted to fuck her, she had the most perfect body and massive tits, her blonde hair falling down to her ass. She started walked over to me as though she wanted something to happen, only for the wife to call me and she then covered herself up. I would have loved to have hate fucked her for treating me like shit over the years. Tying her to the bed and pinning her down by the throat. Forcing her to take m
First time poster and this may not be as spicy as other stories but here it goes. A couple of days ago my buddy and I visited the local strip club of a city we were visiting. It was still fairly early so it wasn’t too packed. Naturally, this also meant more attention from the girls. I had already rejected several dances that night but I had my eye on dancer. She was up on stage when we arrived. A small Latina with a cute yet seductive devilish smile. Maybe about 5’3. Breasts were on the smaller side, maybe a B-cup. Ass was incredibly shaped and fairly big for her tiny frame. I knew I wanted her after she was done. Sure enough, she eventually made her way over to us after a while. I wasted no time and asked for a dance. I opted for the fully nude 10 minute VIP package. She leads me backstage to the VIP room. They’re larger than normal and brightly lit. It had a comfy couch on it with a few pillows and a table. We begin conversing and she tells me I’m funny. She then awkwardly explai
Well after the first story I told you about the first time my girlfriend and I had fun, I decided to tell you about this adventure we had. It happened at my girlfriend's birthday party. We celebrated her birthday at her parents' house and there were many guests. Her friends, family from abroad, etc. It was a very lively party and with a lot of alcohol too. It was already 4am when the party ended and some people stayed asleep at the house, including her best friend. My girlfriend (let's call her Ana) and I went to sleep in her room and her best friend (Maria) stayed in the guest room. As we had been waiting all night to be alone, as soon as we closed the bedroom door, Ana and I immediately started kissing each other and taking off our clothes, until she was completely naked and laid down on the bed with her legs open asking me to lick her pussy and I did so. As the house was full of people we didn't want to make too much noise but I think that night everyone heard us having sex. W
I have been going to the same primary care physician for the last few years. She is around the same age as me. We are both mid-30s. She’s beautiful. Average build with large breasts. She rarely wore the white coat but almost always wore these short, floral sundresses. We spend the majority of my check ups not discussing anything medical. We talk about life or family or her practice. She recently had a baby so I got to see pictures. I also got to enjoy her postpartum body. She was a little thicker this past visit and her boobs were huge. The last year I started having what I now know are panic attacks. I thought I was having heart issues. I ended up seeing my doctor a bunch of times. She ordered a thorough panel of blood work and I was in for results. She came in and we chatted for a bit as we usually do. We talked about stress and anxiety for a bit. Her diagnosis was right on. I was sitting on the table and she was on her rolly chair. She slid over to the counter and studied
I would never be his first, and I was ok with that. Ok, well, eventually I was ok with it. Mostly once I came to be comfortable enough to accept and express my fantasies. But it’s not something we actively sought, either. When the girl in the apartment next door, Brandi, started asking me questions about a night we were particularly loud, however, it all fell into place. Brandi frequently had guys over, though I realized we hadn’t heard anything in a while. What started with questions about our sex turned into making plans for her to fuck him. Culminating in me asking “what are your ground rules?” And so, it was set. I could watch without participating. She wanted sex, no romance. She could see him as cute, but didn’t want to mess up our relationship nor was she really attracted to him. And that was fine. She hid in the closet on the night we chose, while I blindfolded him in the bed. As I began to suck on his big, hard dick Brandi snuck out of the closet. I quietly shifted over whi
After university I moved into an apartment with one other girl called Lauren. She seemed nice but quite different to me. She played football for a local girl’s team. She wore mostly sportswear or oversized men’s clothes. Never wore make-up. And ate mostly big bowls of pasta. Whereas I suppose I had more stereotypically feminine tendencies One other major difference I discovered shortly after moving in was that she was gay. It panicked me a little at first, thinking that this put me in some sort of danger of being hit on. I made sure to wrap myself securely in my biggest towel when I left the bathroom after showering, and I didn’t nip into the bathroom or kitchen half-dressed like I would have if I knew she wasn’t gay. But despite this background nervousness, Lauren seemed in no way dazzled by me. She was never once nervous in my presence, and seemed to treat me how I suspect boys treat each other boys. After a month, I thought Lauren was the best housemate I’d had yet.
Laney was my wife's best friend. I was rarely around her. She had recently separated from her husband after a lengthy toxic relationship, so she was staying with us temporarily. One evening my wife and Laney were in the living room hanging out. I'd join them occasionally, but I mostly did my own thing. I was nearby when I heard Laney say her pregnancy was driving her sex drive way up and how it was a bad time to be separated. The next day I was teleworking from home and my wife was at work. I came down the stairs and turned the corner into the living room and I see Laney with her breasts out. Her eyes were closed, she had her tank top pulled down to her belly exposing her breasts. She was sitting there rubbing her breasts. She realized I was walking through. Very unexpectedly she said "Hey! My breasts are killing me. They're so full of milk and my hands aren't strong enough. Could you help me out?" That was obviously a very bizare request, but she acted as if it was totally normal