So , I got invited out for a girls night for dinner and some drinks at a nice local restaurant/bar. Told my husband we were going out and I would be back a little late but nothing to crazy as we were not going to the club or anyhting. We all got to the restaurant and sat at a high table around the bar , it was summer time and I was wearing a yellow flower dress with no panties on under as I don't ever wear panties . This goes back a long time but I just find them very uncomfortable. So anyways as we were sitting there my friend notices a guy over at another table she thinks she knows and walks over and they talk for a bit and when she comes back she's like he likes you . Not 2 min later he comes over and stands next to me at my high chair and instantly pulls his dick out and says "I wanted to show you what you do to me" then slaps the biggest dick on I had ever seen onto my knee . I was shocked but it looked so good I just started rubbing it and looked up at him and said " you should
My mother-in-law arrived at our apartment and I could tell that my wife felt something was off because I was being quiet and was probably acting like I was nervous. Unlike before, my mother-in-law didn't hug me and only gave me a quick 'hello'. I suggested my wife's favorite restaurant for dinner, which seemed to help to lighten the mood somewhat. When the food arrived, the two of them talked like usual and I ate in silence, waiting for the bomb to drop. When we were finishing up and nothing had happened, I was starting to think that she had changed her mind and wasn't going to say anything at all, but all of a sudden my mother-in-law said something to my wife in French and I could tell it was more serious from the tone. My wife looked over at me and said, "Oh, my mom says she wants to talk to me alone. Would it be okay?" I was at the kitchen sink washing my hands, and I answered, "Sure, I'll go for a ride. Text me when you want me back." Honestly, it was a relief that I wasn't g
my friend mia is the freakiest girl i know. shes petite, tiny waist, perfect tits, and shes done everything. threesomes, girls, public shit, you name it. when i first started dating my boyfriend she saw a picture of us and said "god you two are so hot. id pay to watch you fuck." i laughed it off. she always says wild shit. then last weekend she came over after a bad date. we started drinking. one bottle turned into three and suddenly we were all drunk on the couch, legs tangled, talking about sex like it was nothing. she brought it up again. "you guys are so fucking hot together. id kill to see you suck his dick." my boyfriend looked at me. i looked at him. something in the air shifted. i said fine. then i got on my knees between his legs, pulled his cock out, and started sucking him right there. slow at first. letting her see everything. mia didnt hesitate. she pulled her dress up, pushed her panties to the side, and started rubbing her clit while she watched. glass of wine in o
This happened a couple weeks ago and I just can’t stop thinking about it and have to get it out. This is what happened and not some 20 paragraph AI story… One night, me and my wife were hanging out with my wife’s friend and wife’s sister. For context, her friend is married and her sister is kind of in a relationship. We were playing games, watching tv and having a drink or two, nothing crazy. I could kind of feel that like sexual tension in the air like I’m getting some after they go home. Nothing sexual was being talked about or anything, it was just that feel good vibe. As we’re playing games, my wife’s friend out of nowhere tells my wife she dares her to give me head right then and there. My wife of course giggles but says no thanks. Again, her friend calls her a party pooper and wants her to let herself go for the moment (she’s pretty reserved.) My wife and I are both sitting there on the couch and she says “you know what? Fuck it!” She gets on her knees in front of me, pulls d
This evening takes place during the summer after my freshman year of college. This was the first time I found myself in a situation like it and I quickly discovered I love taking things that are not mine. I have removed all names, everything else is accurate to my memory except for a few conversational details. I (19M) was laying in bed late one night in my one bedroom apartment trying to sleep when my phone rings. No one calls me, especially this late. I immediately sit up and see who it is. I check their name but there isn’t one. Whoever is calling, I don’t have them in my contacts. I silence the call and lay back down, trying to sleep again. My phone rings again and I start to think it might actually be important. I pick up my phone again and answer with a sleepy, “Hello?” “Please help me,” in a trembling female voice is all I hear before whoever it is starts bawling. As you can imagine, hearing that randomly late at night freaked the hell out of me. I sat straight up in bed and
Back when I was in college one of the first people I met was this girl named Abby, we met during orientation and hit it off extremely well, but I came into college with a girlfriend so nothing happened. Over time I can realize that is definitely for the best as we have stayed close to this day and throughout all of college I wasn't closer with anyone. Abby had an extremely close friend Carmen who went to school a few states over, and I had briefly met as we converged to help Abby get over a breakup, but other than that I only heard about her in stories. Flash forward to the summer before my senior year, I was finally single after being in a relationship throughout all of college, and Abby says we should take a road trip to go to a concert with Carmen right before school starts back up. I am not a big concert person, but I love spending time with Abby so I agree to drive (I have a car) and spend the weekend away. At this point I think truly nothing of it, just excited to get away fo
I promise this story is true, and it was so unexpected that I've been dying to tell someone but none of my friends know that I frequent these kinds of massage parlors (which are illegal where I live) so I guess reddit is going to hear it! I've been to a few Thai massage parlors that offer happy endings / extras / whatever you want to call them. The first time was a complete accident - I just genuinely wanted a massage and suddenly the therapist was "accidentally" brushing my crotch during the massage. She would just softly brush against my bulge and then move her hands away, over and over throughout the massage. She teased me so much that by the time she asked me to turn over and offered a happy ending, I practically begged for it. After that, I was hooked! I started frequenting one particular parlor every couple of months. The most recent time, it was a new girl that I hadn't seen before. She was younger than the other staff, and she was in good shape - she had a small bust but a ni
“What, really?” he said from the other end of the couch, raising his eyebrow in response to my joke. “You’ll suck it if we win?” “Sure,” I laughed, putting my feet up on the coffee table. I was just joking, of course. We’d always been like that; making jokes and being silly. That’s just what friends did. Anyway, the team might have been winning, but we were ranked one of the lowest in the entire World Cup, and I’d seen enough games to realise how quickly things could change. “Why the hell not?” “You promise?” I stared at him, a little surprised at how serious he looked, but once again I realised he was joking. I mean…we were friends. “Sure,” I said. “I promise. If we win I’ll get down on my knees and–” “Wooo!” he shouted, standing up and punching the air as the opposing keeper let the ball into the net. “What a goal!” I don’t know much about football, but in the multiple replays that followed, I had to admit that the way the ball curved through the air and seemed to weave its way
\*Posted this a while ago, took it down as I stopped writing. I’m back so will finish the story this time.\* It was a warm summers Friday evening, the sun was an hour or so from setting. My older sister, Sophie and I were home from college for the summer. We hadn’t seen each other in a year and what better time to catch up than a weekend our parents were away with friends. I was kicking back on the couch, enjoying a beer when I heard Sophie come down stairs. She was wearing a tight, white mini skirt that outlined her athletic figure perfectly. The mini skirt was paired with a red bikini top, it looked slightly too small as her double d breasts were trying to spill out the top. “Hey Pat!” She said walking past on her way to the kitchen. “Hey Soph, I thought you were going out tonight?” I ask slightly surprised by her outfit choice. “I was going to.” Sophie sighs as she pours a glass of wine. “Everyone except Jess cancelled, so she’s coming over for some wines by the pool.” “Oh
On Friday I had a date booked in with a guy I’d met from Reddit. I’ve posted a few stories about him as we’ve met a few times, but this was the first time we’ve ever actually had a dinner scheduled instead of just meeting at one of our flats. I work from home Fridays so spent most of the afternoon getting ready, had a few drinks to calm the nerves and put on a red dress I’ve been saving for a special occasion. He came to pick me up a couple of hours after work, and the minute I got into his car his hand was glued to my thigh. The dress was pretty short so without even needing to try his hand was basically already at my thong. The restaurant was about a 30 minute drive, we spent the first 10 minutes just chatting and then it turned a corner and I spread my legs and was getting fingered on the M25! He was overtaking cars and lorries so if anyone had looked over they would have been able to see everything! I kept my hands to myself whilst he was driving but I did play with my tits whils
These past months I've been tutoring a girl in biology. She's on her last year of high school and needed help with the subject, and since I'm studying biochemistry I thought I'd help her out. ​ For the most part the classes were completely normal, we just solved problems in her room and occasionally took a break to chat. Even though I tried to keep it as professional as possible I noticed every now and again she would compliment how I looked, rest her hand on my arm for a while until I moved, or messaged me randomly just to chat. ​ This was very difficult to resist, and to be honest she's insanely hot so for the last few weeks I stopped trying and started actively flirting with her. ​ For starters she's about 1.50m tall (5'0 I think) while I measure at 1.90m (6'3), so the size difference was driving me crazy. She has tiny tits and a huge toned ass from gymnastics, along with beautiful legs. She's a tanned brunette and wears glasses which gives h
Growing up I spent a lot of time at my uncle’s house. He had a pool, a game room, a giant backyard with four wheelers, a theater room, but most of all my cousins. I had a blast running around that property. Then one day it all ended. He went through a very messy divorce, not in a financial way, but in a custody dispute. My aunt was evil, vindictive, manipulative and an overall terrible person. I never liked her but I still respected her because that’s what you do as a child. She ended up getting custody and my cousins soon became a distant memory. Then, when I was 18 my uncle remarried! His new wife, my new aunt, Aunt Lisa. She was awesome! She was kind, sweet, generous, and very smart. She was everything my original aunt wasn’t. 5’7” shoulder length brown hair, killer body. She’d wear the tiniest bikinis in the pool then walk around the rest of the day in them. I stared just like any normal male would, but it never went past that point. However, the ride home from our annual family t
I (28m)have been friends with this guy (m27) for over some time now. We hang out in the same 2 groups of friends, so we go out almost every weekend. His little sister (20f) and I have never gotten along, she’s your typical bratty/rude college girl that thinks the world revolves around her because her parents have money (they’re both surgeons) and because I don’t put up with unreasonable attitude, our personalities constantly collide. For reference, petite and average looking at 5’1, however due to her running track and constantly working out, has lately grown a really nice ass that sticks out of her thin frame and it probably adds on to her ego and nasty attitude. This past weekend he held a small pool party at his parent’s house. I had had a few shots and a small bar of weed chocolate (I don’t do weed at all but I thought fuck it why not) I was feeling a bit overwhelmed by all the random noise, so I decided to head into the basement and listen to some music instead. A few songs late
Oh god, I fucked my best friend's son last night and I'm still trying to process what I've done. I'm Karen. I'm 44 years old and I've been best friends with Lisa since college, like over twenty years of friendship. We've been through everything together - marriages, divorces, raising kids, all of it. Lisa has a son named Ethan who just turned 25. I've known him since he was literally born. I was at the hospital when Lisa had him. I've watched him grow up his entire life. Ethan is 6'2", athletic, confident, and apparently he's been wanting to fuck me for years. Years. And last night he finally got his chance when Lisa asked me to let him crash at my place. Let me tell you how I ended up betraying my best friend in the worst possible way. …. Lisa called me three days ago asking for a favor. Ethan was moving to my city for a new job and needed a place to stay for a week while his apartment lease started. Could he crash with me? Just a few days, he'd be no trouble. I said yes immed
I've been thinking a lot about Angie, my first "serious" girlfriend. This is a true story about her. If you like it, reach out! I love to chat. ... In my early 20’s I met Angie, and she wound up being my first long-term girlfriend. We were both young and figuring things out, trying out new jobs and imagining the many directions our lives could take us. Angie had bleached-blonde hair and dark eyebrows. She was short and small-breasted, but I found her androgynous body enormously attractive. She was a very sexual person, far more experienced than I was. With her I had a lot of “firsts”: first sex outdoors, first blowjob in a car, first anal. She knew what she wanted, though she also enjoyed it when I took control and told her exactly how I liked to be pleased. One night I was over at Angie’s and she told me that she’d messed up her scheduling with her birth control pills, and she’d have to wait a few weeks to start again. I told her I’d pick up condoms the next day, as it was already
​ "Looks like you're my last client of the day," Ella said flipping the 'Open' sign over as the previous customer left. I got up off my chair in the waiting area and took my place in the barbers chair. I had been coming to this barbers the last 2-3 years. It was convenient, a good price, and the banter that flew back and forth between Ella, her sister (and co-owner) Louise, and the clients made me laugh. And it didn't hurt that Ella was so pretty! Over the months I'd learned she was 23, had a couple of pet cats, and that for the past year she had been single. I just couldn't understand why such a fun, smart and pretty girl could be single! She was often the butt of her older sisters jokes, called a 'crazy cat woman', too fussy, too straight, etc. Ella took it all in her stride, and gave back as good as she got! Ella gave me a smile in the mirror as she tucked a paper towel into the back of the neck and draped the barbers apron over my front. "The usual Ian?" She asked
^(soooo last week was my friend's birthday and I totally dropped the ball on getting him a gift. being broke sucks! But I've known since high school that he's had this massive crush on me, or atleast wants to smash lol (he's terrible at hiding it), so I decided to give him something I knew he'd appreciate...) ^(i decided i wanted to gift him some lewd pics of me! i already had some on hand, but i also spent an hour taking the perfect shots - started with some teasing pics in my lacy black lingerie, then slowly stripped it all off. Made sure to get all his favorite angles... bent over showing my ass, on my knees looking up at the camera, spreading myself open on my bed. Even took a few shower pics with water running down my tits.) **^(soo i sent him a folder of 20+ naked pics with the message "happy birthday you loser! Here's something to help you celebrate 😘")** **^(His response? "Holy fuck. Thank you" Then radio silence for two)** ^(days...) ^(---) ^(Finally he texted
I walked toward them, naked, my body shimmering beneath the sun with a mixture of sweat and excitement, watching their faces cycle through the most delicious mixture of confusion and lust I'd ever seen. "Sarah..." Mark finally managed as I set the three glasses of lemonade down on the table, standing back so they could admire my large breasts, my hard nipples, the definition of my hip bones. He gestured vaguely with his hand, a helpless little wave that encompassed my entire naked body. "You're...you're naked." I looked down at myself like I was checking the weather, then back up at him, tilting my head. "Yeah? So?" I said, a little dismissively, walked forward, the grass cool and slightly damp under my bare feet. "It's way too hot for clothes, don’t you think?” I straightened up, stretching my arms above my head, feeling my breasts lift and settle, watching their eyes follow the movement of my nipples. The sun was kissing my skin everywhere now, and with no fabric to trap the hea
Alisa and I lingered after our last class in the half-empty classroom. It was already getting dark outside, the building was deserted, and only our voices echoed off the high ceilings. You, Andrei Viktorovich, were sitting at the teacher's desk, shuffling through some papers and frowning discontentedly as you looked at our empty report cards. Alisa was wearing a low-cut knit top with a hint of a lace top underneath, and a fitted pencil skirt that fell just above the knees. She wore suede ankle boots with a sturdy heel. I arrived in a semi-sheer peach-colored blouse tucked into black high-waisted trousers. I wore pumps with a thin stiletto heel. On the table in front of us sat three cups of cold coffee and an open box of chocolates—our modest bribe. "Girls, this won't work," you sighed, leaning back in your chair. "The semester is ending, and you're both failing my class. How are you going to pass it?" Alisa and I exchanged glances. Honestly, we both knew
Life can surprise you sometimes. Then, it can hit you with some shit you never saw coming. My name is David and I am a married, mid-50-year-old. I love my wife, but life decided that our bedroom time ended when the wife went the "The Change". I took it really hard. Depression and dark thoughts were my constant companions during that first year after our sex life ended. Eventually, the wife got tired of watching me mope around the house every evening during the week and every weekend. So, she sat me down and told me that she understood that her menopause had hurt us and that she did not want to see me hurting anymore. I thought she was going to ask for a divorce. However, she surprised the shit out of me and told me that if I still wanted and needed sex, that I could go out and get it. She did set two ground rules. One, it could not be anyone we knew or that ran in our friends' group. And two, she never, ever wanted to know anything about it. I wasn't sure if she was being serious at