I hired a call girl, brought electric stim pads, a vibrator, and a good fucking attitude. She was smoking hot, and amazing with setting everything up. First, she started blowing me while vibrating my cock and once I was hard she put the electric stim pads on either side of my shaft. Then she started applying little shocks with my instructions while jerking me off and letting me eat her pussy and asshole. All of a sudden, my legs started shaking like crazy and a euphoric feeling spread throughout my body and she started clapping lol (I had told her about my seven year hiatus before hand) she took the pads off and proceeded to clean all of the cum off my dick with her mouth like a pro. She got me hard again and rode me like I ride my wheelchair. It was beautiful. That being said, I do jerk off (alot) and would love some sexting partners if anyone's interested. Thought I'd shoot my shot! Edit: for fucks sake people, quads can move stuff below their neck. If you don’t believe me, look
- How do you hear it? - a soft voice penetrated through the headphones into his ears, as if spreading through the veins, forcing his entire body to shake for a moment. "V-okay," he replied awkwardly. He coughed into the microphone, feeling his throat dry. His name was Vitaly. Nolenz - that was her quirky nickname, no doubt dating back to classical Latinisms - was one of the many girls or even women blogging on a curious resource that Vitaly had recently discovered for himself. This resource concentrated mainly on literature, although partly paid attention even to such strange areas of human activity as alchemy and jurisprudence. Vitaly didn't know exactly which age category to attribute her to, just as he didn't know which age category to attribute himself to. But a strict business creature in a gray jacket with short black hair, looking at him from an avatar, I wanted to call it nothing more than a “girl”. He had been communicating with her virtually for a long time, altho
Last year, I (20f) had a friend (21m) with whom I hooked up . Before I dive into the story I want to point out that we had been friends for a total of 5 years and it was the very first and last time we’ve ever hooked up . It all started on a random Saturday night when we decided to go to a party. Because we both have had a few too many drinks, we were too tipsy to think straight and our phones had no battery left to be able to call an Uber . So he decided to invite me to his place to make sure I am safe and don’t end up in trouble on my way home . When we got to his place, from a good night kiss on the forehead, things started to slowly evolve into more . We were making out and we were both too tipsy to be able to stop . He then proceeded to take off my dress and started to suck on my nipples. Even though it felt amazing, a part of me was still a bit unsure if making out with my friend was a good idea … When he slowly started going down on me and sucking and licking on my pussy,
Omg. Last night, I was out at a campfire with some friends, and we didn’t have enough lawn chairs for all of us. I offered to share with one of my shy guy friends (who I think maybe has a crush on me but is super shy and not outeard about it). Well, us sharing sort of turned into me sitting on his lap. I could tell he was getting nervous hehe it was so exciting. As I shuffled around and ‘got comfortable’ throughout the evening, I could feel him getting hard under me hehe. When I noticed, I made sure to move around a little more. Every so often I would turn around and ask, “are you comfortable? 🥺” and “I can move if you want” in cutesy voices and every time he would nervously sqeak out “oh im okay” or something like that. I hope I made his night hehe, its all ive beennthinking about lately 😝
Me and my boyfriend have been together for just over a year and have an incredible sex life. He’s bought the slut out in me and I absolutely love it. When we were first together he told me about his fantasy to share me with his best friend, we had all known each other for so long and I found him hot so I almost instantly agreed. I’ve now been shared by them 3 times. The first was a while ago when drunk at my bf’s house, my bf was using my vibrator on me over my thong in his bedroom when his best friend walked in, he then held the vibrator himself and one thing led to another and they both fucked me. The second time was in someone else’s house after a party, the three of us were sharing the same bed. I was sleeping between them both and again one thing led to another and they both ended up double penetrating my 😽 The third happened just yesterday. He slept round ours the night before and in the morning I was taking a shower. After about 5 minutes they both walk in, without even s
I am twenty two years old. My name is Luci. I will say right away that this is not a female name. It's short for "Lucifer". And, my parents are very far from religion. It's just that my mother really likes this name. Now about my mom. I love her very much, and I am a very exemplary son. In fact, my dad and I love her. But, my mom has girlfriends. And this is what my story will be about. My mother is in her forties, but you will never give her more than thirty. Probably good genes and a lot of sports. Her friends are the same. All look very good. If I had the opportunity, I would fuck them all, and I am very selective in women. I don't like girls who hang themselves around my neck. I love the chase and the riddle to fuck my brain, so much so that already sparks flew. One time my mom was throwing some kind of party, in honor of something there. You can’t remember everything, and you don’t need to. And there I saw her. As far as I understood, it was one of my mother's friends. She was
I had this friend in college who I am 99% certain was/is a sociopath. Now, do I know this for sure? Fuck no. I’m not a therapist. However, I grew up with a sociopath and I can see the signs pretty early. They’re actually quite fascinating to watch and he was super, super smart. I suppose it should be worth noting why I never fucked this dude: I had absolutely no desire. He was sexy as hell, but he scared me and treated women like play things. He hit on me once. I was visiting my boyfriend at his frat house. After my boyfriend passed out drunk I ended up hanging out with sociopath dude in their common area. “You know why you’re sexy V?” He asked me. I raised an eyebrow without looking up from my books. “Enlighten me.” “It’s the fact that you’re hot enough to be a housewife but you’re still going to law school. It’s sexy.” “I feel like there’s some kind of misogyny baked in there.” “Sorry. I’m drunk a d distracted. It’s hard because I want to fuck you so bad.” “I’m dating
I know it sounds bad, but I was young. I've never shared this with anyone before. This is such an honest confession. When I was in my first year of highschool, I quickly became friends with the "weird" quiet guy at the back of the class. We would go on to be best friends, doing everything in school, and out of school together. We will call him J. We were definitely crushing on each other by our second year, but nothing ever happened. In our third year together, we were both in our first serious relationships with other people. (All 18+) I was in a relationship for the first half of the school year, and he was in a relationship for the second half. My boyfriend at the time had taken my virginity the year before. He was older than me, and way more experienced. I broke up with him around spring break time. But since I was no longer a virgin, I really wanted to try another guy. I still had a crush on J, but he was dating a girl from a different school at the time. We were such good frien
I'm definitely going to be punished for this one, but I can't really help myself! It's my boyfriend's fault anyway! Lol Anyway, I went away for an extended weekend with some friends, to a house we rented out on the beach. Lots of drinking, lots of partying, lots of fun. My boyfriend was unable to join us, last minute, unfortunately. He still wanted me to go and have fun though, but he did tell me I wasn't allowed to wear a bra or panties at all the entire weekend. Normally not a big deal, most of my friends are used to me occasionally not wearing a bra. But it wasn't just my friends this weekend. There were some people there I didn't really know too well, and as soon as I showed up in my cute little sundress, I noticed two of the guys I didn't know checking me out. It was really obvious I wasn't wearing a bra lol. The weekend went on. We hung out at the beach, had a fire pit, a BBQ, even invited some people we met at the beach to come over and hang out. It was fun, but honestly I wa
This was back when I was in university. I was 23. Never went to class and instead played basketball all day in the gym. I'm a decent looking guy and this was probably the fittest I had been my whole life. But that's boring preamble. I worked part time at a sports store at the mall. You know the type, we sold jerseys and hats mostly. Great job to have while in school. There was a TV in the store with sports playing. Joke around with people, no real stress. And lots of socialization, being in the mall. To that end, that evening I was working with two girls. Catherine and Naté. I had a great relationship with both. Catherine was taller that me. I'm like 5'10 or 5'11. She had to be 6' easy. Black hair. She was average looking, but her personality made up for a lot. She was in a serious relationship, but she loved turning every conversation towards sex. I think she was envious of the rest of us being single, and lived vicariously through us. Naté was sexy as hell. She was fairly tall to
I matched with a girl on tinder, Alina, a blonde with tanned skin, a face with freckles, a nose ring, and a slim thick body. She has these nice thick thighs, a peachy ass, a pretty small waist, and surprisingly full tits. After some back and forth text flirting we decided to meet up for a drink, went to the bar and automatically hit it off. A few drinks later and suddenly we were back at her place half naked on the bed, and before long having decently wild quite frantic sex. It was a fucking great evening, and Alina looked fantastic naked. After a mini marathon of sex we passed out naked on her bed. 6am rolls around and I am pulled from my slumber by a familiar pleasurable feeling. A few moments of thinking I was dreaming, and sleepy confusion as to where I am, I realise what the fuck is happening. Alina is kneeling next to me naked, bent down bobbing her head up and down on my already hard cock. She turns her head and innocently says ‘sorry I couldn’t help myself’ with a cheeky smi
So spring break of this year my wife was having her friend from Florida come visit us. I was also having my sister come visit us at the same time as all 3 of them are friends with each other. My wife’s friend (ill refer to her as L) and i kinda had a past. We both dated in high school. Nothing ever really happened as her parents were super strict. Only thing that happened between us two was she gave me a blow job in the parking lot of the movies. L’s plane was landing about two hours away. So we drove over to the airport to get her. Once she finally arrived she saw my wife and ran over to her giving her the biggest hug ever. Watching her run to her and seeing her tits bounce is where i really started to get antsy. Then she comes over and gives me a hug and the moment i felt her tits pressed against me i instantly started to get turned on a little bit. We finally got to the car and we all jammed out to music on the way back. Before we went back to the house we stopped at the store
I’d had a long day working and wanted nothing more than to get changed have a bath and chill out with a few beers. It was Friday and I had really needed to chillout. I pulled up to the house and noticed Karen’s mams car was parked next to hers. This wasn’t expected, nor was I in a position to entertain but I parked the car, switched off the engine and readied myself. I never had anything against Susan, my MIL, but she never truly accepted me as her daughters other half. At least that’s how it seemed, all my effort of trying to be nice and accommodating had resulted in no movement from her end. When I say her end she had recently divorced from her second husband and moved onto a boyfriend called Bryan. Karen’s father had passed away years ago and Susan remarried. Well now she was on her own again, maybe she has a problem with men? I walked in the door and I was greeted with my wife and MIL, a bottle into discussing something, it was a heated chat and they were both very matter of fac
My wife and I took a trip with her friend and the friends boyfriend to Las Vegas to celebrate wifes friends birthday. First I'm going to describe my wife to get it out of the way. She's about 5'2", brunette, brown eyes, light skinned latina with 32DDD tits, nice hips, nice ass. We ended up sharing a room so we were in a suite that had queen beds and a living room space. The three of them went before me because It was a last minute thing for me because of work. So they arrived a couple hours before me but we linked up and went to get some food. After some food we got good ol herbs and edibles, some drinks, and the first evening we spent in the hotel. The drinks start flowing and the vapes and edibles are kicking in and we're having fun. My wife and I fuck constantly. We can't have enough of one another. We're just sexually attracted to each other and it's awesome! So when you add liquour and weed, it amplifies it by alot! So we're starting to get handsy with one another and she starts
I (M22) make my way into the kitchen, where I'm greeted by my sister (F20), hunched over the stove top as bacon sizzles on the pan in front of her. Since I had gotten out of the shower and changed into some clothes, my sister Rachel had done the same. She was now wearing a cut off t-shirt and short athletic shorts, her butt really popping as she leaned up against the stove on her tippy toes. Rachel was the baby of the family, and my parents and I treated her as such. Standing at 5'4", Rachel has dark brown hair that is naturally straight. Today, however, her hair is up
Hello everyone, my name is Dina, I am 19 years old, an ordinary average student, a brunette with green eyes, I dance, I have an athletic figure, I have breasts of the first size, I live with my mother and stepfather, we live well and happily ... One fine day, my mother went on a business trip, my stepfather was at work and said that he would come late, so I invited my friend Svetka to spend the night, Svetka was a year older than me, she met a guy older than herself by three years, Svetka was a thin blonde with brown eyes and small breasts. The stepfather came, as he said, late, and was even very drunk, which is very rare, the stepfather is 38 years old, a tall, bearded uncle, plays sports, he has his own gym in the area. We said hello, he asked: — How are we doing? I replied that everything is fine... “Well, then I’ll go to bed,” my stepfather said and went to his room. Svetka and I went to watch videos on the Internet, stumbled upon a porn site and away we go, video after video
It feels odd to be writing this because, so far, none of the partners shared in my tales have still been in my life. But this is an account of a revelatory experience for me and my current partner, Lucas. When I was 29, Lucas and I had been together for about a year and a half, and this would be the first time I’d maintained a relationship with someone who had the same sexual appetite as I had, and the same interest in experimentation. I have a history of spontaneous sex that I very much cherish, but by this point, Tinder was a thing, sex positive discourse was spreading, and people were becoming more organised, pragmatic, and open about their sexuality. All of which is wonderful news, but this coupled with a long term relationship had meant that being picked up or seduced seemed a more distant prospect than it ever had. So, Lucas. I love Lucas. I have to remind you that I’m changing names here, and so for me to type that out feels odd as well. I adore him. Lucas is 6’2”, stocky, and
Yesterday I posted about how much fun I had tying up my husband, and leaving him with my vibrator against his butt. Two nights after that little treat, I came out of our daughters room, after tucking her into bed, and as I came down the hall, the bathroom door swung open, and mister handsome man, was suddenly in my way. "Are you having a shower and going to bed?" I asked him, sliding my arms around him and laying my head against his heartbeat. His arms came up and held me close, I could sink into his arms any time, day or night. "Ya thinkin about it." He said, as he began to slowly shuffle towards our bedroom. Except, he did this shuffle, without moving out of my way, so with him I shuffled back, a step, then two towards our room. "Well what else are you thinking then?" I asked with a laugh, as he shuffled me backwards still. Finally in our bedroom door, I planted my feet, trying to fight the giggles. My hands came up to grab the doorframe, and it was my turn to block the way thr
I've been going to a small, suburban high hs. Without deep diving into my academic problems, I'm a pretty decent student who takes school seriously. I have a learning disability specific to math called dyscalculia though. Aside from math, I have straight "A" grades, do alright socially, otherwise am a pretty nerdy/geeky 18 year old dude, a bit of a stoner... it's just math, which yeah, I suck at and have failed repeatedly. It was decided by my school counselor that I should be referred to a summer program based in the nearby big city. Basically this particular program is like a mix of credit recovery & GED-like classes, also open study library etc – but it'll just go on my normal transcript, and I'll have a normal high school diploma. I've loved the program so far. There's been one unplanned benefit though – due to the numerous different programs on the same campus, accepting students from dozens of districts & several private schools, etc — there's a lot more diversity of gi
While I was holding the sheet up for her so she could roll over, she made eye contact with me and had the cutest little smirk on her pink flushed face, and asked if I could spend most of my time on the tops of her shoulders and neck today. I removed the headrest and supported the underside of her knees with a pillow. I helped guide her breathing again, then started on her arms to get her shoulders loose; lifting each one up, stretching it a little, then working down her biceps, over her forearms, and spending a bit of time massaging her delicate and petite hands. For some odd reason I still remember her nails were done with white french tips. She responded really well to the hand massage, and as I spread her fingers and kneaded th