Last week I (20F) went with my family on a trip to Disney. I was really excited, especially because my best friend (19F) happened to be going with her family at the same time, which meant we could spend the whole week together. We had gotten a room discount, and somehow convinced our parents to let us have our own room. The hotel we were all staying at was NICE. The kind of place where everyone you see looks rich, fit, and attractive. My friend (I’ll call her Kayla) and I had spent the weeks beforehand planning, including buying matching swimsuits for hanging by the pool. We both have similar body types, smaller A-cup tits and a bigger ass, so we bought two of the same maroon string bikini set. I won’t lie, we looked good. I could feel the eyes on us, many of which were the older dads on vacation with their families. I could tell Kayla was loving the attention too. We made a few TikToks to show off our fits and stayed at the pool until it started to get dark. Later on that night, I w
This happened in college. Me, my roommate and his girlfriend were sitting around one Sunday doing bong rips. We were all absolutely lifted and they started making out. I was sitting on my desk chair and the two of them were on his bed and she starts rubbing his bulge over his pants. I started laughing and I'm like, "hey guys, I'm right here." She looked right at me and while making direct eye contact pulled his dick out of his pants and started stroking him. Now I'm getting obviously hard and she's like, "jerk off, I wanna see it." I'm like, "what the fuck?" I looked at my roommate and he just shrugs, so I said, "I dont wanna do it to his dick, let me see your tits." So she looked at my roommate and he just shrugs again, so she takes her shirt and bra off. Now she's rubbing him and her tits are bouncing and I'm rubbing myself and they're both looking at me. Its weird, but hot. This goes on for like 3 minutes, at which point I just straight up ask, "can I watch you guys fuck?" They loo
Like many of us on the 4th of July we hit the lake and after some consideration and courage from some friends i decided to do the exact same thing and im glad i did!!! I had been out of town traveling for work a couple days before the holiday weekend and wasn’t really feeling like hanging out much and to be honest just wanted to lay low and chill before heading back into work the following week. As the weekend approached and getting multiple invites from some friends that had boats to come out with them I finally decided what the heck and decided I would. The morning of the 4th comes and I head to the marina to meet up with some friends of mine that I was going out with and it had been a little bit since we all had hung out so it was a good day to just catch up on life with one another. We spend most of the day out on the lake just relaxing and tubing a little and enjoying some cold brews… The evening is fastly approaching and my buddy that owns the boat was like let’s head back
With my head down against the floor and the lower half of my body naked and exposed, I couldn’t believe where I was. My little pleated tennis skirt was now so far up my body that it had bunched around my hips, and my complete lack of panties meant that Matt–one of my closest friends and de facto tennis teacher–could see everything. Was I dreaming? Or had I really done something this slutty? “Nearly got it…” I called, my arm under the gap in the wall, my hand wrapped around the ball, my heart racing as I pretended to search for it, my pussy and ass completely spread for him. The longer I held the pose, the faster my heart was beating, and my head was starting to swim with slutty thoughts.I wished he was behind me at that moment, placing his palm between my legs and gently pushing his fingers inside me. I felt my throat go dry and my nipples harden. Fuck, I needed something to suck. Badly. “Got it,” I called, opening my legs a little wider and popping my pussy out as much as I pos
Our company sold expensive foreign cars. We had a peculiar team: the managers were all hardened windbags in cheap but well-pressed suits, the secretaries had silicone-like everything, and then we—the service department. The techies. There were three of us: Sanya, Dan, and me. We didn't wear suits, we swore, and we were the only ones who actually understood how all these fancy cars worked, and weren't just kissing customers' asses for a percentage of the sale. Taras Arkadyevich was the head of this entire cesspool. A fat, sweaty man in his late sixties with a perpetually purple neck and a gold signet ring on his little finger. He yelled at everyone, delayed wages, and considered himself a business genius simply because he'd once borrowed money and opened a dealership in the right location. We quietly hated him, but tolerated him because he gave us the opportunity to tinker with expensive cars and occasionally make a small profit on spare parts. But he had one asset wh
We had been partying all day yesterday and ended up back at our house around 2am. We invited his buddy over for after party at our place and it turned into all of us laying on our couch watching TV together. My bf was snuggling me on the couch and pulled my top up and started playing with my pierced nipples. It felt so good I just closed my eyes on got lost in it for a couple minutes. I opened my eyes after a few and looked over at our friend and he was watching him play with my tits from the other end of the couch. I asked him if he liked what he saw and that seemed to turn my bf on. “This always gets her so wet when I play with her nipples like this.” He said to his friend. “Can I play with them?” He asked. My boyfriend asked me “do you want him to come over here and play with you too?” And I said yes. This ended up with his friend coming down to our end of the couch and both of them each playing with one of my tits. Sucking on my nipples and getting me so turned on. After awhil
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always been a sex-positive person and a firm believer in “we listen and we do not judge” when it comes to sex. I had a share of my wild experiences, mostly from my teens and twenties. At that same time, I always thought that to have a really good sex (and I mean REALLY good), some deeper connection, both emotional and intellectual, is a must. I, a 35 year old man, also believed that much younger women are just not my thing. That was until I met M. We met on random while we were both vacationing by the sea. Turned out, we both came there because we needed a getaway, a small break from day to day. She seemed kind and nice. We talked for a bit, all SFW and friendly, we got a good banter. As we were saying goodbye, I asked her what are her plans for the evening, just out of curiosity. She planned to get a beer somewhere. Coincidentally, I had that same plan, so I asked if she wanted to meet later at a bar that got recommended to me. We exchanged numbers and decide
Im on the dating apps as the wife and I are swingers. We both scroll through to find fuck buddies or couples. We dont share our faces on there as to not out who we are until we trust others. Well, I was scrolling one night and found an older woman who didnt show her face on the pics. But her tits were huge and eraser nipples poking out were very sexy. There were a few pics of her body. Her nice round ass. You could tell she has some weight on her. Not bad for pushing 60. One Pic even had a cumshot all over her chin and breasts, i was intrigued. So, I liked her profile and messaged her letting her know I think shes sexy and would love to meet up sometime for a drink or lunch to see if we mesh alright. She responded pretty quickly letting me know she looked at my pics and really likes what she sees. We conversated about why we joined the Lifestyle and what turns us on. Her favorite thing she loves to do is go to glory holes and suck random guys off. That is a huge turn on for me. Ive
We decided to celebrate New Year's at our place—it's been a while since we've had a group over, always feeling either short on time or short on inclination. My wife, Lena, got the idea back in November: she planned the menu, created the contests, and sent out the invitations. Lena is a stately woman, a natural blonde with a short haircut that reveals a graceful neck, C-cup breasts, and the pleasant curves of her hips, which she was a little self-conscious about, but which I adored. There were about ten guests. The table was groaning under the weight of salads and hot dishes, champagne flowed freely, and the chimes of the clock struck, making the neighbors' ears pop. Around three in the morning, the crowd began to slowly disperse—some called taxis, others walked, fortunately living nearby. Only Marina remained, a close friend of Lena's, whom she'd known since infancy. Marina was the complete opposite of my wife—tall, with a bob cut, flaming brown hair, green e
My name is Olga, I'm 28 years old. I've been married for five years, and the last three have been a blur—diapers, borscht, sick days. My husband, Sergey, is a good man, nine years older than me. He works as a shop foreman, comes home tired, and usually falls asleep in front of the TV. We had sex once a month, purely marital, no-nonsense, and that was generally fine with me. I'd forgotten that I used to love dancing until the morning. A month ago, my old friend Kristina, the perpetually lonely adventurer, talked me into going to the new nightclub, Hades. My husband let me go without question, only chuckling, "Where are you going with your maternity-age body?" I pouted, bought myself a tight black dress, styled my hair, and went off to prove to myself that I was still an attractive woman. The club smelled of smoke, sweet alcohol, and something musky and alien. Kristina immediately disappeared onto the dance floor with a bartender, leaving me alone at a high table w
Igor was taught from an early age that he was good for nothing. His mother drilled this into him every single day while he was growing up in their Khrushchev-era apartment on the outskirts, surrounded by perpetually leaking pipes and the smell of fried onions. You'll never amount to anything, she'd say, pouring herself tea with the sediment of yesterday's brew. Igor believed it. He dropped out of vocational school to become a welder in his second year and got a job at a "Husband for an Hour" company—at least they paid cash there, and the clients, mostly lonely old women with chandeliers that needed rehanging, didn't ask too many questions. He replaced electrical outlets, repaired faucets, hung curtain rods, and in the evenings, he'd return to his rented room, where his only joy was an old phone with a cracked screen, on which he watched porn videos—fast, angry, and plotless. He didn't have a girlfriend and didn't expect one: Igor was embarrassed b
The gf (Kelsi) and I decided we wanted to go on a cruise, after a lot of planning we decided to take a 5 day cruise to the Caribbean. We are both very fit and Kelsi really enjoys showing off in her bikini, so obviously she packed several including a couple thongs. Fast forward to the first day of the cruise, we take our time getting use to the ship figuring out the ship. Eventually decide to get some drinks and relax by the pool as we wait to depart. First day goes by pretty chill. That night we decided to have a night cap at one of the bars before heading to bed decently early. At the bar, we start talking to another couple, Chris and Steph, who are married, and in their mid 30s. We finish our drinks and head to bed after saying good night. The next day while at sea, we decide for another day at the pool, had a couple mimosas with breakfast and Kelsi was feeling good so of course she decided to wear one of her thong bikinis. While relaxing, Chris and Steph walked by and chatted a mi
I was cooking in the kitchen while wearing a robe when my sister in law showed up unannounced at my door. I let her in and she went to sit on the couch in our living room while we talked. Not going to lie, as soon as she showed up, I was instantly horny. The reality of us being alone together while I was naked under my loose fitting robe had my cock getting hard real quick. From where she was sitting on the couch, she could see all of me too. My cock was pitching a huge tent in my robe and I knew she would be able to see it. So at first I tried to angle my body away from her so she wouldn’t see it, but after a couple minutes I decided I’d let her see the show. I stopped turning my body away from her as much and gave her a view of my side profile instead. My cock was lifting my robe up, begging to be uncovered. I could see her eyes locked on my bulge while I cooked, nonchalantly. My cock, being bigger than average, would have been impossible for her to miss. She didn’t mention it
Okay, so men who adore burying their head between a woman’s legs and not coming up until the job’s done, hey, you may understand this. A guy friend of mine, we’ve known each other a long time, he’s officially hit a drought of 6 months. The thing he misses the most, apparently, is giving head. In the car on the way to go shopping and to meet with other friends, he was outright with it. “I’ve clearly found you on a very horny day.” I grinned. That’s when my pussy started streaming wet. He went into detail about going without and how he’s not even bothered about a BJ in return. My response was, “if a guy went down on me, he’s getting his dick swallowed. He’s likely getting his cum swallowed too.” I could see the horny cogs working in his sex crazed brain. The conversation carried on. He went into the scent, the taste, the arching of hips when you get them close. We then got out of the car. I was SO wet and feeling kinda needy for a hard working tongue. So I kept that thought handy
I was nineteen and in college, still living with my dad and my stepmom, Abella, who’d baked every birthday cake since I turned eleven. We were close, and I’d had fantasies about her I didn’t want to admit. When I reached the door, I stood there on the doormat, listening. That’s because I heard Abella’s voice, which, even through the wall, was easy to recognize since it was so sweet. “…No, Josh hasn’t touched me since his big promotion. I swear, if I didn’t have my toys, I’d forget what an orgasm felt like.” Laughter, then the chair scraping against tile. “No, I’m not joking. Honestly? I miss getting creampied. Like, the actual mess, you know?” My fingers froze around the doorknob. I wanted to believe I misheard her, but Abella didn’t really do euphemisms. She never had. My brain short-circuited. Was it a cooking thing? My birthday was next week. Maybe she was talking about baking. It had to be about baking. Through the window, I saw her in the kitchen, wireless earbuds plugged in,
Okay so this happened a few weeks back and I’m still kinda embarrassed about it. So our dorm bathrooms are co-ed and the showers are these individual stalls with curtains. I went to shower super late at night thinking nobody would be there. I was washing my hair when I heard the door open and someone go into the stall right next to mine. Whatever, no big deal. But then I dropped my shampoo bottle and it rolled under the curtain into the next stall. I froze for a second before I could say anything until this guy’s hand came under the curtain holding my bottle. I laughed and said “thanks, smooth move dumbass.” Turns out it was Tyler from the third floor…We always flirt in the hallway and tease each other. He started joking back like “you owe me now” and we kept talking through the wall while showering. The conversation got dirty really fast as I was talking my usual big game, saying stuff like “bet you wish you could see me right now” and we both laughing. He fired back saying I woul
It had been three months since Alina broke up with Egor. The twenty-eight-year-old fitness trainer with a perfectly toned figure, toned abs, and a firm butt had firmly decided she wouldn't be in a new relationship. But, as they say, you can't fight nature. Daily workouts to the point of exhaustion and a vibrator in the shower afterwards barely saved her. Alina was wet at night, waking up from wet dreams, but a relationship? No, she didn't want that. That evening, the gym had already closed to clients. Alina decided to stay and work out herself, relieving the pent-up stress of a hard day. She changed into short, tight shorts and a sports bra that barely contained her firm, C-cup breasts. The gym was empty, the lights dim, and only the hum of the air conditioner. But when she emerged from the women's locker room, she saw Egor—her ex-lover, the owner of the gym—lingering in the office. Next to him stood his best friend, Ruslan—a true muscle-bound bodybuilder, six-foot-s
Holy shit. I’m literally sitting in my car right now trying to catch my breath because I think my brain just short circuited. I’ve been seeing this specialist for a few months, let's call him Dr. K, to deal with some thyroid stuff that’s been making me feel like garbage. The meds have been helping, but I had to go in today for a routine follow up. I’m going down my list of symptoms, ticking off the brain fog and the sleep issues, and then I mention some weird skin irritation/sensitivity I’ve been having down there. Totally clinical. He doesn't even blink. Just says we should do a quick visual to make sure it's not a reaction to the new dosage. Next thing I know, I’m on the table with my feet in the stirrups, just staring at a poster of a human heart on the wall. He’s being super professional, which I appreciate. He moves my skirt up and he’s checking things out, saying how everything looks fine. Then it happened. His fingers are moving and he accidentally brushes right over my clit.
Nadia liked to fuck dirty. I’d never met a woman who made me feel so wanted, like every part of me was a treat she couldn’t wait to unwrap and devour. We’d been married seven months and, even with the honeymoon long over, she was still insatiable. Our favorite spot was her ass. It was the first thing I’d noticed about her, and I’m not proud of that, but it wasn’t something you could ignore. She was built like a fertility goddess, with the kind of hips and curves that made my hands look small. Her ass was a religion, and I worshiped it daily. So that night, when she padded into our room wearing just one of my old college tees and a grin, I knew what she wanted. She bent over the bed and pulled the hem up, baring herself. No panties, of course. Her skin was already flushed, thighs tight and trembling a little, even before I touched her. “Did you lock the door?” she said, glancing back. “Why would I?” I asked, stroking her cheeks apart. The pale round of her ass framed her puckered sta
I (19F) uncomfortably in my seat as I heard my boyfriend Mark get into the shower in the bathroom upstairs. Leo, (23M) my boyfriend's roommate had walked over and sat down right next to me on our two-person sofa. Leo had this knack for doing small things that got under my skin. Leo is a fun, outgoing person that easily puts a smile on others and has this radiating confidence about him that makes people like him. "Hey Sarah," he said with a slight grin. "Looks like you two really went hard today." Mark and I run a fitness coaching business and we just finished a boot camp in the square across the street. Today's session had been particularly intense, a total body workout that had me completely drained. "We were," I admitted, leaning my head back. "I’m wiped out. And starving. I just hope Mark doesn’t spend an hour in there so we can finally grab some food." "You know his routine," Leo grinned. "He treats that shower like a spa day." I smiled because I knew he was right. MMark was n