In college I volunteered at a Christian summer camp with a few other college-aged people. They called us sponsors like it was AA. A buddy of mine, Zack, was volunteering and said I should come along because the camp was in a cool place with spots to hike, swim and there was a plaza with a couple stores where a lot of girls our age hung out. We had an orientation meeting for all the sponsors at the camp that everyone had to attend. I found Zack when I got to the meeting place and he saw a few people he knew that were also volunteering and said we should go join them. We walked over and the group had two more guys I vaguely knew through Zack and three girls I never met. The first one I met was a blonde named Sam, then a brunette named Kylie and lastly another brunette named Lori. I felt bad when I met Lori because Kylie had my full attention from the beginning and I don’t know if I even told Lori my name. Kylie had an emo type of vibe. Not like crazy, full on Hot Topic, but she wore a
Guys, this is MADNESS! A quick overview before I go into things. Last year, I slept with a sex store worker, her name’s Lucy, and I purposely overshared with her that I enjoy anal play after she sold me a vibrator. We flirted, I left with her number, and went out for drinks. Lucy’s got a rock chick vibe with gorgeous red hair. I’m older than her at 37. She modestly hides her D cups, which made them the best gift in the world to unwrap. Oh, and petite little me is shorter than her 5”7 stature. Visuals are important, now you have them. I have her saved in my phone as ‘Pineapple Pussy’, which re-iterates why I never get that sweet nectar taste out of my head. However, as things go with life, things just became… A little messy. I’ll say her casual fuck buddy was very jealous. We remained on good terms, although it was an understanding of no more. Now, you came here to read some utter filthy sex, and as I write this, sipping my coffee with a wet pussy and a hug
(Make sure you check out my previous story about Diana, accessible via my profile! Not only does that story introduce Diana and the relationship we had, that’s where Noelle shows up first as well. Now, on with the show!) You had them, didn’t you? Maybe you have them now. Or maybe you just heard about them in that Sabrina Carpenter song. Fuzzy. Pink. Handcuffs. Somehow, in college, almost every girl seemed to have them. Maybe that’s an exaggeration, but it really did seem like every girl I hooked up with from the age of eighteen to about twenty-four would, without fail, pull a pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs out of her nightstand, where they had been cradling her vibrator, and, shyly, say something along the lines of: “I’ve never been brave enough to try these but…” The first time I encountered them was on my friend Diana, while she writhed on her bed, with her roommate, Noelle, on top of her. It’s not what you think. “Hey!” Noelle cried, tossing her dirty blonde hair back over her s
Dima, a quiet IT specialist in the development department, usually spent office parties in a corner, sipping juice and checking code updates on his phone. That day, after three hours of frantic paintball at a nearby playground, the entire team returned to the office loft to celebrate the victory. The loft was enormous—an open space with brick walls, high ceilings, and neon signs that now shimmered softly in the dim light. The smell of fresh paintball paint mingled with sweat and adrenaline, and multicolored stains still glittered on the floor. Most of his colleagues had gone home by nine o'clock, leaving behind piles of disposable dishes, sweat-soaked T-shirts, and a pile of empty bottles. Dima, as always, couldn't refuse when Vika, the HR manager, asked him to help "clean up, otherwise the cleaning lady will come tomorrow morning and give her a hard time." Vika had been the epitome of propriety all day: a crisp white shirt, dark pants, hair pulled back into a ponyta
The bass from the speakers downstairs was a physical weight, a rhythmic thumping that I could feel in the soles of my feet and the hollow of my chest. The party was in full swing, the kind of mid-semester rager that usually ended with someone in a pool or the cops showing up, and I was already three drinks deep. The air in the living room was thick with the scent of cheap vodka, sweat, and a dozen different perfumes, and while I was having a great time, my phone started buzzing incessantly in my back pocket. I pulled it out, seeing my sister’s name flashing on the screen. She never called this late unless it was something important, and there was no way I was going to hear a word she said over the deafening roar of the latest chart-topper and the screams of fifty drunk college students. I pushed through the crowd, dodging a guy who was waving a red solo cup a little too enthusiastically, and made my way toward the stairs. I figured the second floor would be quieter, maybe I could find
This happened a few years ago when my best friend (at the time) Alex, let me crash at his place after I got kicked out of my own apartment. Alex and I had always been really close some people, including his girlfriend, thought we were "too close". We’d constantly hang out, drink, smoke, and just have a good time. I’ll admit I was a little overly attached to him. I was always touching him whenever I could, but honestly, who could blame me? He was 6’2 with black hair, smooth toned skin, and muscles that made my knees weak. He loved wearing tight shirts that showed off every ridge and curve of his body, and it drove me crazy with desire. One evening we were chilling in his apartment, sipping beers while waiting for his girlfriend to get home from work. As usual, I was being flirty and handsy running my fingers along his arms, leaning against his shoulder with an innocent little laugh to cover up how turned on I was. My black lace panties were already soaked just from being near him, my
This was back in college, as most of my stories are, and it happened one weekend my buddies and I were housesitting for our friend’s parents while the family was on a trip. They had easily one of the biggest houses I’ve ever been to in my life. They had a hot tub, swimming pool, a zipline and all kinds of other amazing amenities. We never really asked if it was ok to have company over, but we decided to call a few girls anyway. Around this time I was crushing hard on a girl I knew named Jennifer. We’d been on a couple dates and kissed, nothing too hot and heavy, just some mutual fondling at most. We definitely had a spark. As my friends were reaching out to people, I texted Jennifer. We were always joking with each other and I loved her laugh. I asked her why we hadn’t hooked up yet and that she was the love of my life. I could just hear her laughing when she read that. I was honestly a bit surprised that she was both free that night and willing to drive out to see me. Jennifer had th
sooo im not proud of this but i wanted to share anyways because its kind of hot. one of my guy friends has been in a relationship for like eight months. his girlfriend is super sweet but apparently she’s pretty vanilla and refuses to give him head. like, flat out won’t do it. he’s complained about it to me a few times when we’re hanging out, always half-joking but you could tell it actually bothered him. well one night we were chilling at his place, his girlfriend was out of town, and we’d both had a couple drinks. he brought it up again.... how he hasn’t gotten a blowjob in months and how much he misses it**. i don’t know if it was the alcohol or the fact that i’ve always found him attractive, but i looked at him and said, “if you want, i’ll do it.”** he thought i was joking at first, but when he realized i was serious his whole face changed. **i know its super bad but i always thought he was cute and i was craving dick... so next thing i know he’s sitting on the couch, p
My name is Alexander, and I was 19 years old when this happened. Anna, my older sister, was 24. We had always been close — closer than most siblings, I guess. Growing up, we shared everything: secrets, late-night talks, even the same bathroom when we were kids. But after I turned 18, something shifted. I started noticing her in ways I never should have. The way her tank tops clung to her full, perky C-cup breasts when she came out of the shower. The curve of her hips in those tiny sleep shorts. The soft sway of her ass when she walked around the house in just a T-shirt and panties. She had long, wavy chestnut hair that fell down her back, smooth olive skin, and these big hazel eyes that could make my stomach flip. Our parents had gone on a two-week anniversary trip to Europe, leaving the house to just the two of us. It was the middle of summer, hot as hell, and the AC in our old house barely worked. That Friday night, everything changed. I was in the living room watching some min
It was summer break, and yesterday I’d gotten home from college. My eighteen year old little sister, Luna, was also home, but our mother was at work. I was barely conscious when my bedroom door banged open and Luna threw herself onto my mattress, shrieking, “Surprise hug!” “Jesus, Lu—” She landed right on top of me, her arms wrapping around my neck in a stranglehold. “It’s so nice to have you here again!” She mashed her face into my shoulder, which would have been cute if not for the fact that she had me in a sleeper grip and I was currently pitching a world-class morning wood beneath the sheets. This became a very pressing issue when I realized two things at once: (a) Luna was wearing a flimsy purple nightgown, and (b) said nightgown was currently doing an Olympic-caliber press against my hardon. “Air … need air,” I said, which only encouraged her to hug tighter. Her tits, which had recently advanced to natural Ds squished right against my chest. “Oh my god, you’re such a baby,”
It was already dark outside, and the Moscow-Vladivostok train had just gotten underway. I was going on a two-week business trip and had booked the bottom berth in a four-berth compartment. When I got on, two female students were already there—clearly heading home. One was a brunette, about 20 or 21 years old, with luscious D-cup breasts that were so prominent even under her loose T-shirt that it was impossible to take your eyes off her. The other was a brunette with a slim waist, long, slender legs in short shorts, and a trim, model-like bottom. Both were incredibly cute and laughing at something on their phones. I introduced myself, and they smiled. "Katya," said the big-breasted woman, "Masha," the brunette. They immediately realized the ride was long, so they pulled a bottle of vodka, Coke, and chips from their bags. "Want some?" Katya asked with a wink. Of course I will. An hour later, we were on familiar terms. The train rocked, the night was flying past
I’ve been friends with a girl (we’ll call her Natasha) since high school. We would always hang out but never dated or slept with each other but we’re incredibly close to each other and that relationship continued after high school. She had an amazing body, big ass and big tits but I never tried anything with her not wanting to make things worse. After high school we continued to see each other periodically. One morning she invited me over for coffee and I happily went. We chatted for a bit and then she began to tell me about her new boyfriend and how he really wanted to do anal but she had never done it before and was scared. Unfortunately for me, this got me thinking about fucking her big ass and I couldn’t help but slowly get hard. As she continued talking i seen her glance down and have a shocked expression on her face. She asked “my god are you getting hard thinking about me getting fucked?” I blushed and said “sorry I couldn’t help but imagine fucking your tight ass especially
Going into my condo one day I saw a neighbor milf going into the unit next to me. I’d seen her before. She works as a hostess at a high end lounge at a big hotel chain. Very high end. She looked like the owner of the team off the show “Ted Lasso”. (Some will have to google that) she was always dressed like she was going to an extravagant $1,000 a plate supper. Very classy. She said hi a couple times. I got goose bumps, gorgeous and likely about 45. I was going into my place last weekend and she passed me carrying a bag. She stopped and looked at me. She held up the bag. “I get perks at my job. $150 bottle of wine. Wanna sample it with me?” Sure. I followed her into her place she took her coat off. She had her typical long one piece sleeveless black dress on. She’s fucken tall. 5’9” or taller without heels. She had dangling earrings. The whole deal. She had her back to me. “Do me a favor. Unzip me. “The dress had a long zipper from her shoulder blades down to the small of her back”.
Today and for the next week or so I'm working from home 38M... today me and the wife (40) are going through the motions of getting the kids sorted for school.. and the usual routines of getting ready for the day.. Around 8.30 the wife leaves to drop the kids off at school.. I know she's going to be 30mins so I hop in the shower.. get cleaned up and semi ready for work... I pull some curtains and drop the kitchen blind down for some privacy.. I settle on the sofa and pull my jeans and boxers down and im stroking my cock to pics and stories on reddit.. I'm rock hard from it all and I hear the keys go.. she walks in.... and in complete surprise is stopped in her tracks of me just stroking my cock.. "do you need help?" the wife asks.. grabs a pillow and proceeds to kneel down in front of me on the sofa and take my throbbing cock in her mouth... my jeans are kind of constricting so I slide one leg out and open up my legs wider... her eyes widen.. now she can get to work on my hard
I (M43) was at a house party a few years ago. There was a fair few people there drinking, relaxing and the occasional smoke. As it got to around 1am, people were getting very drunk and passing out. I had settled on my friends couch with a girl I knew on my left, and girl I didn't know laying on the floor at my feet. Both girls were drunk, and sleeping. There was a guy passed out on the kitchen floor, snoring quite loudly and a few others I knew dotted around the house, presumably still awake and talking quietly to each other. By 2:30am some people had left, the talking had calmed to infrequent whispers and someone had turned the ligh off in the room I was in, leaving the only light source coming from the hall behind me, but even that wasn't very bright because of the door being partially closed. The girl beside me, Becky had leaned against me and was sleeping on my shoulder, and I was slowly falling asleep when I felt a hand unzip my jeans. I slowly looked down and saw the girl that
It was one of those things you always kinda have on your list but never act upon... I had fantasized about it for years. Although I have watched tons of glory-hole porn, every time I actually looked for one, I was a bit discouraged by the actual reviews. Too many people saying it was dirty, awful or just gross. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't expecting porn-quality men or dicks, but I do need a bit of... Safety? So a couple of months ago, a new sex shop opened, and I saw a lot of fairly good publicity. I found out it also had a "private DVD-watching area" which, as I discovered, is just a boring way of saying "glory hole" hahaha. I went maybe 3 or 4 times since the grand opening... I bought a couple of toys, a couple of lubes, had a chat with the super nice lady working there... And I knew I wanted to ask and discover more about the glory hole, but I could never win against my shyness. This last week I have been particularly horny (Hormones, porn, some guys teasing me...) so I made up m
I thought the house was empty. My daughter left with her boyfriend. They said they’d be back late. The silence was heavy. It had been a long time since I had a man. A year. Maybe more. The body remembered. It wanted. Today it wanted badly. I unbuttoned the blouse. Took it off. The bra fell to the floor. The skirt slid down. The panties followed. I stood naked. I sat on the edge of the bed. Spread my legs. Hands rested on my thighs. I looked down. It was wet there. Hot. The fingers moved on their own. Slowly. Over the clit. Then inside. One finger. Two. Breathing became short. Breasts rose. Nipples stood hard. I moved. The rhythm was simple. Forward-back. Deeper. The door opened. He stood there. My daughter’s boyfriend. In jeans. In a white T-shirt. It turned out my daughter forgot her phone. I froze. Legs spread. Fingers inside. Breasts rose and fell hard. Skin burned. He looked. Did not turn away. Eyes dark. Breathing audible. I wanted to cover up. Could not. Fingers twitch
This happened around 4 years ago when I was still with my ex. We were living in her family’s guest house since we have a daughter together and as you can imagine the house was full of people. Including her 2 sisters. Once is a lesbian and the other one was married at the time. We got into the habit of going to a taco truck pretty far from the house almost every weekend, they loved it. Well one weekend, everyone was busy but me and her and we decided to go by ourselves, I didn’t think anything weird from it. On the drive there she started opening up about her marriage, how she was really young (23) and she regretted marrying so young. How he was putting his hands on her and was really violent with anger issues. How she wanted to explore more sexually but he was very vanilla. She told me how submissive she wanted to be and be treated like a slut. I was very caught by surprise and was just laughing it off kind of advising her to leave him and go pursue that. After we got out good we par
We are currently getting snow as such I have a snow blower and take care of a few neighbors walkways also. My direct Nextdoor neighbor is a 20 yo single mom of two, she is a hot lil momma probably about 5’3” 120# I’d say b or c cups and a lil butt. Kate(the neighbor) always dresses kinda on edge showing off her young mombody. Today as I was clearing her walk I saw her on the window watching, she then came to the door and motioned for me to come chat. I went to the door and she thanked me for keeping her walk clear. I noticed immediately when seeing her through the glass she only had on shorts and a lil top , as she opened the door I could clearly see through her top, her nipples were huge, I thought she had shorts but it was actually lil panties. As we chatted I told her she better get in as it’s cold out, she smiled and put her arm over her boobs and said definitely nippy out, I laughed and said “ I can see it is” she told me to come back over when I was done. When I went back ov
First of all, I would like to say that I am French, that my English is not perfect, but that I will try my best. So I apologize for any mistakes there may be in my text... It was my girlfriend's birthday party, we were all gathered in a bar, and it was the first time I had met her childhood friends. The evening was going pretty well, even though I was very tired and quickly became a little drunk. As I went outside to smoke, one of her friends came with me. She was a cute little alt girl, and we talked about this and that, and then I don't remember exactly how it came up, but she told me about her black lipstick, which unfortunately doesn't stay on very well. Without thinking too much about it, drunk as I was, I replied that I would be very curious to see her demonstrate. A few seconds later, we were kissing in an alleyway right next to the bar. We didn't say much at the time, but it was obvious to both of us that we wanted more. So I went to see my girlfriend, telling her that I wa