After being single for half a year after a tough breakup I decided to give dating apps a chance again. I recently turned 30 and I felt it was time to pick things up. ((intro might get lengthy, skip to ------ for the 'good' part)) I prefer Bumble because this avoids having to come up with a cringe pickup line and makes conversations feel more genuine (the girl sends first in Bumble) After a few weeks I came across a girl named Julie, 29 years old. She was from Germany but studying in Leuven, very close to where I live. After a nice conversation - her proving she knew all first gen pokemon by name- we decided to meet up in the weekend. We met at a coffee place, and the first time seeing her I was already amazed. Julie is about 1m60, blonde hair that reaches halfway her back, blue eyes, and a toned body (she plays semi professional soccer). After sitting down at the table and taking off our jackets, it was hard to not notice her astonishin
Through the gap of the closed curtains, the morning sun shyly made its way through its rays. The rays, sliding along the windowsill, jumped onto the back of an old chair that stood nearby. Small particles of dust played merrily in this soft and warm stream of morning light. The room seemed to be filled with haze. She was like that imperceptible veil that is inherent in the atmosphere of ancient castles and palaces. Everything seemed to be steeped in antiquity and history. And a chest of drawers, and a huge table on massive legs, and a carpet, and, of course, a "royal" bed, next to which, bowing their heads, stood two bronze floor lamps. Your aristocratically white skin was soft and smooth, like a satin veil that barely covered her thigh and knee. The lines of the body continued the curves of the atlas. Perhaps no artist can recreate such a combination of lines and shapes. Today is a hot day... You woke up in your room, lying completely naked on your bed covered with a silk coverlet
This happened a little while ago and is one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced. This is a new account for sharing some adventures I’ve gotten up to over the years, and everything is 100% true to the best of my recollection. Context: I had been dating my gf approx. 6 months. Her friend is in a long-term relationship that had been having fundamental issues for a while. Unknown to me coming home Friday night, my gf had invited her friend over for drinks. === I walked into my flat and my gf and her friend – let’s call the friend Sam – were on the sofa drinking wine and chatting. I hadn’t known Sam was coming over, but knowing how close they are, it’s not unusual. My gf is gorgeous, and so is her mate Sam. They have the whole bruntette-blonde friend thing going on. Sam is one of those sexy-petite girls: late 20s, 5’2, slim but with a bubble-butt she works hard on (despite me trying to encourage some upper body stuff ;) ), medium perky tits that complimen
I joked that she was in for a sexual enlightening. Most men know what makes good head for them, some have never cum from head before (idk about you, but I see that as a challenge) and some find it hard to describe and would let their body language do the talking. The euphoria you can provide a man from a blowjob is incredible. With educated hands and a hard working, filthy mouth (dirty talk is key) - you can provide a toe curling orgasm that they’ll remember. Without getting too much into technique, let’s look at the finish. You should communicate where the cumshot will be delivered. I adore cum over my ass cheeks but I equally, if not more, enjoy swallowing for a man. Let me tell you why.. If you really like a guy - you want to please him. His cum is your reward for your hard work. When he’s close, remind him, firmly looking in his eye, that he’s to shoot in your mouth. You’ll take every drop. When you take it - take it effortlessly and don’t even flinch. I swallow because it ma
I was hanging out with some work friends a couple of weeks ago and one of our old coworkers who I have always had a crush on showed up. We used to flirt but nothing ever happened because at the time my marriage was closed. Normally he was kind of shy but this night he had a few drinks and we started getting a little grindy on the dance floor. A couple of my coworkers noticed and I didn't want to cause a stir of work gossip (they don't know my marriage is open now) so I told him I had to go but that we should swap numbers. He had left his phone in the car so he gave me his number and I went home. As I was lying in bed I sent him a text letting him know that I was having trouble sleeping because I couldn't stop thinking about him rubbing up against me and that I wished he was there. He responded quickly and after some back and forth dirty talk I sent him a picture showing him how wet he was making me. He sent me a video of him stroking his cock and I remember being surprised that his st
A few weeks ago, my girlfriend told me that for my birthday she was thinking about letting me fuck her best friend. I said I'd love that and a few days later, her best friend was in my room with us. My girlfriend and her best friend had me sit on the edge of the bed while they both sucked my dick. They'd change who was sucking the tip and kissing the side of my dick and sometimes making out with each other with my dick between them. My girlfriend looked up and told me to not worry about how long I last in bed right now, just to enjoy what they were giving me. My girlfriend started jerking me off while her best friend would lightly suck the tip of my dick before she made me cum all over her friend's face. I assumed that was it, but my girlfriend licked my cum off of her face and they were making out with my cum in their mouths. I got hard really quickly from that and my girlfriend had her best friend lie down so I could now fuck her. My girlfriend grabbed my dick and guided it into h
Basically the title. For some background, I'm a third year engineering student at a state university. I just got out of a three year serious relationship about 8 months ago. I got dumped after she started cheating on me with another guy (only found this out later lol). For about 6 months after the fact I was in a severely depressive state where the only thing I could focus on was my studies and video games to distract myself from how betrayed and shitty I felt. I was textbook in love with this girl, and we frequently talked about getting married/having kids/our future, the whole gist. Despite our close relationship, we never actually had sex because of her religious beliefs. The furthest we had ever gone was a blowjob, and I had never seen her naked below the waist. Fast forward to the past 2 months. My mental state has been improving and I have been reconnecting with my friends and family after mostly shutting them out after the breakup. I worked up the courage to download Tinder, w
Last night my girlfriend and I had friends over for an ugly sweater party. Her friend recently got her nipples pierced and it was coming to the end of the night. My girlfriend and her other friend encouraged Megan to show them her pierced tits. Megan is decent looking. She's a bit of a bigger girl but she has huge tits, she pulled up her sweater and bra and showed us her pierced nipples. I didn't think much of it, it was fun but never expected anything to come of it. A little later we werec cleaning up and getting ready for bed. Megan was in the kitchen with my girlfriend and I and she jokingly said I got to see her tits so what does she get to see? My girlfriend (jokingly) said to show her my dick. I don't think that she thought I'd do it, but we had been drinking for a while and I pulled my shorts down and flashed her quickly. She laughed and my girlfriend told me to make it hard. I wasn't sure if she was serious, I walked to her and put her hand on the outside of my shorts to fee
Charm and anticipation has gone from their relationship, replaced by semi-legitimate cooperation. Sex, exciting and unbridled, continued to bind them, giving not joy, no, but the satisfaction of mutual dark lustful desires. She stopped dreaming. The work, as before, was interesting, the smack of obvious danger and illegality intensified the brightness of the spicy impressions she received, including sexual ones. She again lived, in obedience to habit, without joy and warmth, and once answered the call of Sergei, who systematically called her without an answer. They met, the genuine joy of the guy was transferred to her, she was surprised to understand that she missed simple, sincere, disinterested relationships. They walked and talked for a long time like in the summer, he took her hand, she did not take it away. They began to meet, rarely, carving out minutes from mutual employment. He invited her to his small bachelor apartment and timidly said that he would be happy if she did n
Among my clients there was one point in Ochakovo. Once I stop by, and the saleswoman Lyubka, a broken woman of about thirty-five, is playfully disposed. The owner of the outlet, a heavyset man, said as he left: - Be careful, I'll hold it. “But I don’t mind,” Liubka answered. After these words, I looked at her. Although, at that time, I was just in the midst of a relationship with Ksenia and I didn’t attach too much importance to Lyubkin’s statements. Although, she was pretty enough. Slim, short. A brown-haired woman with a pleasant face. I was making eyes and her partner Nina. - If I were younger, we would have stirred up with you, - she said. But Nina was painfully unattractive. But Lyubka is like that, nothing. And also builds eyes. The first time I squeezed her a day after Ksyukhin's departure. “What, people will see,” she stammered. So she teased me for two weeks. I come, she makes eyes, flirts. Like I'm young, hot. And when it comes down to it, everything is clamped.
I (24F) have been sleeping with this guy (23M) for like 6 weeks now. The sex is always amazing but last night was crazy. This is long, sorry in advance lol. I'm leaving out a tonnn of details too. Honestly only posting this so I can go back and read this whenever I want. I got to his house and told him I had limited time so he told me to get upstairs and get naked, so I did. We laid down and started making out. He's honestly the best kisser ever too. It's always very slow, very deep kisses. He pulls my whole body into him. Very hot. He told me to go down on him so I did. Normally I use one hand to compensate for my terrible gag reflex but he told me not use my hand so I did my best. After a few minutes he had me get up so I was kinda kneeling between his legs. He started kissing me again and then he reached down and started rubbing my clit really gently. He pulled me down so I was lying next to him and he kept rubbing my pussy but still very softly. So I'm moaning in his mouth ca
After a long fun night of drinking we ended up sitting in my car in the early morning. Somehow we got on the topic of his dick. I told him that dicks get pink when guys drink just like your cheeks and hands. He said it's not true. I said well take a look I know I'm right. So he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. He said it was unfair because he was hard and so of course it's pink. He started stroking it right there in front of me. Watching his foreskin slip over the hard tip of his cock made me so horny. I took off my coat and tank top, giving him a little show, slowly slipping the straps of my bra down until my little tits were poking out. He reached over and started flicking my hard nipples. He asked me if I'd suck his dick. I told him about how good I am at sucking cock while he pulled me in and took my nipple in his mouth. I told him how I spit on it first and then slide it into my mouth all the way into my throat until I gag. But I told him he should ke
I was out at this party a few nights ago and I ended up meeting this really hot guy who was like 35 and we just had insane chemistry. I ended up back at his place but I didn’t know that he was MARRIED until I saw his bedroom. Literally girl clothes all over the room lmao. He didn’t even try to hide it, and im not gonna lie, seeing all of that turned me on even more. We got into bed and after riding him for a while he flipped me around and slammed me down on my back. He grabbed a pillow and said “this is my wife’s” before putting it under my butt so that he could fuck me from a better angle. I swear I almost came right then. It took only like three minutes before I felt it coming and I told him that I squirt so idk if he should keep me on the bed. When he heard that he just started going faster tho, and right when I was about to cum he grabbed the pillow and held it against me while I absolutely soaked it. I couldn’t believe it. It was so hot somehow I never would have expected to
- Well, what happened next? Andrey sat comfortably in an armchair next to the coffee table, on which stood a cup of fragrant, freshly brewed coffee, and looked at the bustling younger sister. For the third day, Alla was preparing to receive guests - two young people who were not indifferent to her in one way or another, but, as usual, she did not have time to do anything. The guys could come any minute, and she was still running around the house with a wet head and in some translucent panties. - And what could be there at all, - Alla lingered for a moment near the mirror, with visible pleasure once again looking at her slender figure, - Of course, Pashka tried to drag me into bed in the end. - Did it work? Especially what you are talking about. “He certainly managed to get to bed,” the girl giggled. - Even managed to get with me - I dragged him. He tried to hug me, and fell asleep - in a half-hanging position. - And you? - What about me? Do not go home alone at two o'clock in
I've always thought my sister's husband was very cute... And maybe a little more than cute... I turned 18 this Thanksgiving and he's been the only thing on my mind. When the clock struck midnight I immediately sent him a picture of me in a corset on my knees, with the text to follow of "oh fuck, wrong person!" to test the waters. He immediately read it and responded with "must be a VERY lucky guy - your secret is safe with me.". Taking that as a good sign I replied with "what if it wasn't the wrong person?" He sent back a picture of his pants, his cock bulging underneath, captioned "then it's our little secret". At first he was really noble, saying it'd just stay over text. But I slowly broke him down. At first I'd flirt over text, telling him how much he makes me wet. That didn't get his attention like I wanted, so I started sending him nudes - that got his attention. Before long we were passionately kissing behind my sister's back when she'd leave a room. We were inseparable alon
A few weeks ago, my girlfriend told me that for my birthday she was thinking about letting me fuck her best friend. I said I'd love that and a few days later, her best friend was in my room with us. My girlfriend and her best friend had me sit on the edge of the bed while they both sucked my dick. They'd change who was sucking the tip and kissing the side of my dick and sometimes making out with each other with my dick between them. My girlfriend looked up and told me to not worry about how long I last in bed right now, just to enjoy what they were giving me. My girlfriend started jerking me off while her best friend would lightly suck the tip of my dick before she made me cum all over her friend's face. I assumed that was it, but my girlfriend licked my cum off of her face and they were making out with my cum in their mouths. I got hard really quickly from that and my girlfriend had her best friend lie down so I could now fuck her. My girlfriend grabbed my dick and guided it into h
This was five years ago. I still remember when she walked into my seminar on the first day of the spring semester. I’d long since learned to deal with the fact that some students are attractive, but she was another level. Tall and blonde, at once graceful and gawky, seemingly not entirely in control of her long legs, and a wide, wry smile—her mouth was a little too big, in a Julia Roberts way—that told you she was aware of it. Her touch of awkwardness only made her sexier—she wore a wide, wry smile, as if to apologize for being so impossibly hot. Her voice was lower than you’d expect, and her default tone was gentle sarcasm. Tattoos on both arms suggested another side to her I couldn’t help but wonder about. On top of all of that—let’s get out with it—she had a spectacular set of breasts, buoyant but far too large for her narrow frame. (But, as I learned, entirely natural). The effect was stunning, and she knew it, but she never relied on it—she sharp as a tack and didn’t need to. I
I woke up naked. How all good stories start. I rolled over in the bed and looked at the empty spot next to me. I was back in Illinois for work, where this whole adventure had originally started. Today was a big day. I had to give a presentation that I had been working on for months now in front of hundreds of people on a stage. No pressure. Marcus walked back into the bedroom – the owner of the cock that started this whole adventure when I met him at a bar. He was the first guy I cheated with. He handed me a cup of coffee. I smiled with appreciation and sat up in the bed. He had picked me up from the airport and we had a fun night. His eyes drifted to my naked chest. I playfully covered up. “What time is your presentation?” he asked. “I need to be there at 3p.” I said. “Great, I’ll take you. But we need to make a stop on the way and give ourselves some time.” Marcus smiled “But first…” he climbed back into the bed, under the covers. I laid
Who would have thought that a simple chat can turn into something more. They chatted for two months until they decided to meet in real life. Virtual life got boring and they just wanted to be around, look into real eyes and talk, hearing a voice. Arriving in her city, he was somewhat amazed by what he saw. She walked towards him along with their friends from the chat. There was something different about her. Her photographs, compared to the real one, were a pitiful imitation of herself. She was beautiful! Before the pain in his temples, he knew that he was in trouble. Having paid for the rented apartment, which she had agreed in advance, and sitting on the sofa in the hall, they talked and talked as if this conversation was the very first. Their meeting was to be the first and last. Nobody made plans for the future. It would seem that during the day spent together in the chat, there was nothing to talk about, but topics for conversation kept appearing and appearing... Under the
My coworker (F) and I (M) have been pretty good friends since I first started the job. We have similar interests and good chemistry and we'd hung out casually a few times outside of work, by ourselves and with others. Around a year into my job, our company took us all out for drinks. Needless to say I got nicely buzzed on the company's dime making me unable to drive, while she only had 1 or 2 light drinks. I planned to just sleep it off in my car but she insisted on driving me home, until I reminded her I lived an hour away. She frowned and then offered to let me stay at her place instead. I wasn't one to turn down a comfy sofa over a cramped backseat to sleep on so I accepted. However when we got to her place, she stopped me when I made my way to the couch and said I could just sleep next to her in her bed. Normally I'd be a bit more hesitant but drunk me just said sure and she led me to her room. Nothing risque occurred that night. We just watched a movie for a bit and then fell a