First off, this actually happened almost 10 years ago now. I've never shared anything about it online and only a few close friends know about it in real life. This is the first time I'm writing it all down from memory. When I was 26 I matched with my old middle school teacher on Bumble - she was 54. At first I didn't know it was her because her pics didn't show a lot of her face, which makes sense because she was still a teacher at the time (she's now retired so I feel more comfortable sharing the story). I had fantasized about sleeping with an older woman for a long time and her pictures on her profile were very sexy (amazing body, especially for her age) so naturally I was pretty excited when we matched and started talking. We had really good chemistry through text, making each other laugh and talking about what we wanted to do to each other if we were to meet in person. Eventually she asked me where I went to middle school and I told her. She confessed that she was my middle school
Every Summer for our mom's birthday, my twin sister Nichole and I go into town to find a gift to get her from both of us. The summer after we graduated high school, we found ourselves at Barnes and Noble in the afternoon the day before Mom's birthday. It was a family tradition not to get things done very long before the deadline. Nichole and I had both turned eighteen a few months earlier. "Is Mom still into those self-help books?" I asked Nichole absently. She shrugged and we wandered over to another section. Mom was an avid reader, so bookstores were usually a good bet. We wandered slowly through the store, not seeing anything that really caught our eye. Eventually we wound up at the magazine rack at the back of the store. "Oh, God. Shit," I heard my sister hiss under her breath suddenly. I saw her look over at some guy and then she pressed her body up against mine. And when I say that, I mean she *really* pressed against me in a way she had never done before. "There's this guy
The beach was crowded. On this day, as luck would have it, the sun was merciless, forcing my friend and I to bury ourselves in the sand to avoid direct sunlight on our tender, youthful bodies. Vova and I were inseparable, so wherever he went, I went too. It was the same this time. Having suggested we take a stroll to the beach, I agreed without hesitation to what I considered a rash and ill-timed excursion. But there was no time to whine about it, as I was intrigued by the girls in bathing suits who seemed drawn to stroll by our lounge chair. I was certainly happy with the situation, but I wanted more. And I wanted instant, uncontrollable sex with these long-legged, busty furies. But this remained just an unrealizable fantasy, considerably overheated by the hot, parching sun. Having stopped dreaming of the impossible, I turned my attention to the next group of girls walking along the sand, deftly twisting their buns, inflaming in me the desire to make full use of their asses. "G
I was sitting on the couch with my wife at around 4:30 on a Friday afternoon. I worked from home and would usually "clock out" around 4 on Fridays. I was flipping through the options on Netflix while my lovely wife, Cassandra, was reading a book on the couch next to me. "Hey, babe!" I called out to our daughter, Brittany, a moment after we heard her come in through the front door and set her bags down on the floor. "Heyyy," she called out weakly in her usual awkward teenagerly way as she walked over to the living room where her mother and I were hanging out. "How was school, honey?" Cassandra asked, setting her book down over her thigh. "It was all right. Hey, can I ask you guys something?" Britt looked at us doubtfully. "Anything, babe," I said absently, still flipping through options on Netflix. "What's a... cumslut?" Brittany asked awkwardly. I felt my wife grab my thigh. She had a funny look on her face, one eyebrow raised. I probably looked about the same. "Hon," Cassandra
All characters are adults. It’s a hard and fast rule. Don’t shit where you eat. Don’t fuck where you work. For one fall in my early twenties, I worked at a sports bar in town. Huge place, the kind that feels louder than it should, packed with televisions, regulars, and a rotating cast of colorful characters. One of them was Maya. Maya is 5’1” and absolutely impossible to miss, all confidence and presence compressed into a compact frame. Her mocha toned skin glows against her short black hair, and her golden eyes are stunning, the kind that lock on and don’t let go once they find you. She has a big, generous body, full breasts, a pronounced, attention grabbing ass, giving her a bold, head turning silhouette. She’s the kind of 10 out of 10 beauty that doesn’t need to try because the effortlessness is part of the appeal. Loud in the best way, quick with jokes and trash talk, she radiates strong one of the boys energy while still flirting shamelessly, even when it’s clearly a little one
To start, I’m a man who enjoys a decent backstory, so if you’d like to skip right to the dirt, find the line.Back in my sophomore year of college, I had recently been dumped by my first and only girlfriend. It was a high school thing that didn’t survive the college experience as so many don’t. This left me with three things: a bruised ego, a starving cock, and an over abundance of time on my hands. The first two I simply tried to remedy with frequent nights out at the bar, but the excess time left me a bit listless.I was studying STEM but had always had a passion for writing, so I decided to submit a short-story to a college sponsored contest and somehow ended up as one of the finalists. Next thing I know I’m receiving information about some event I’m supposed to attend in which I will meet other finalists and read a portion of the story in front of a crowd. Not exactly my scene, but fuck it, my ego could use the boost.The night goes by without much excitement. I read my stuff along w
So lately I've been getting messages from people I both talk to here and there, and random people hitting me up out of the blue asking why I havent posted to this sub in so long. So figured I'd come back and share the slutty things I have been up to over the last year or so. This summer I gave up on dating apps as a source of meeting random people to hook up with. I had watched a YT video about cultivating friendships so I wanted to spend more time with my friends and making sure those friendships were in a good place. Of course me being me and constantly horny it turned into something different. So now I'm ready to get closer to my friends and I finally have my own place to host people whenever I want without someone complaining. I invite over my friend Jeremy to watch a baseball game. We are chilling out but with baseball there is a lot of time nothing exciting is happening. Now I had read somewhere on reddit about "platonic blow jobs". So I turn to my friend and straight up ask h
Artyom stepped off the commuter train with a heavy backpack over his shoulders and immediately felt the hot July air envelop his skin. The station was almost empty, just an old woman with baskets and a couple of local kids on bikes. He texted Aunt Nika to let her know he'd arrived, and a minute later he saw her white SUV pulling into the parking lot. Veronika Sergeyevna stood by the open car door, wearing a light beige dress with thin straps. Her hair was pulled back into a loose bun, and she wore large sunglasses. She looked about thirty, at most, though Artyom knew for a fact she'd turned thirty-seven in January. She'd been divorced for three years, had no caravan, and lived alone in a large house outside the city, teaching yoga in two studios. "Well, hello there, nephew!" She smiled broadly, stepped forward, and hugged him so tightly that he felt her chest spring against him. Her scent was light, citrusy, with a hint of spice. The hug lasted a couple of second
Last year my wife decided she wanted several of us to go to the mountains and stay in a cabin for a few days. She planned everything and the final head count was the two of us, our teenage children, my mother in law and my wife’s best friend. My father in law did not care for traveling much so he opted to stay in town and dog sit. We made the three and a half hour trip with no problems. We did take two vehicles so that we had plenty of room for seating and luggage. We arrive at the cabin and get everything unpacked so that we can go to dinner. At dinner all the adults with the exception of my wife had a couple of drinks and were feeling good and relaxed. After returning to the cabin everyone seemed to head off to their beds for the night so I slipped my swim shorts on and headed downstairs to their beds the hot tub with another drink. I got tin the hot tub and after a couple of minutes the door opens and my mother in law comes out wrapped in a towel. She told me she heard the jet
We’ve been roommates for six months and the tension’s been ridiculous. Thin walls, shared bathroom, him always “forgetting” his towel so he walks past my room half naked. Tonight I’m in the shower, steam everywhere, music playing low, door cracked because the lock’s been broken forever. I’m rinsing shampoo, eyes closed, when I feel the air shift. Peek through the fogged glass, he’s standing in the doorway, towel low on his hips, just… watching. I should yell. Instead I lock eyes with him, slow motion slide the door open a little more, let the water run down my tits while I keep washing like I don’t see him. He drops the towel. Thick, already hard. undresses, pushes me against the tile wall, cold on my back, hot water on my front. No words. He lifts me by the thighs, pins me to the wall, slides in raw, one deep thrust that makes me gasp loud enough for the neighbors to hear. Shower pounding down on us, my legs wrapped around his waist. He fucks me hard and fast, water splashing, on
I've been dating a girl for two years now, we live together, and I've started getting turned on by the idea of cuckolding, like having someone fuck her, preferably hard. But she's pretty shy; I'm only her third boyfriend. It's just that during sex, I imagine someone just fucking her or about to fuck her right after me. It really turns me on. One day, I was staring at my phone, and she was taking a bath and called me over to get her a book. I walked into the bathroom with her book and phone in my hands and I really wanted to take a picture of her. I turned on the camera, wanting to take a picture, but she noticed, quickly covered her face with her hands and asked what I was doing. I managed to take one photo and replied, "Just a photo." She was surprised, asking, "Why do you need a naked photo of me, etc." We chatted for a bit, and she realized it was just a photo, let me take a normal photo of her in the bathroom, even posed for a little, and it
Like any slut, I wanted to join the cheerleading team when starting out in higher education. Not only was it a great way to make a bunch of new friends quickly, I of course wanted to live up to the naughty cheerleader reputation and get into all sorts of trouble with the guys! I had seen through posts on social media that the initiation was on the Friday night and all they said was to bring a bottle of wine. I turned up at the right time with one of my friends that I had only just met, Becca, and had to hand in our phones at the entrance without explanation. We sat talking with some other girls nervous about what the task was going to be and we had concluded that it would be something to do with downing a bottle of wine and then doing something silly but it didn't seem extreme enough - this team had a slight reputation but we honestly had no idea what to expect. Once the room had filled, one girl stood up and introduced herself, "Hello girlies, I'm the cheer captain this year!" Every
I got wasted at the neighbors Christmas party. His wife Ingrid said go sleep it off upstairs. Take the bedroom 2nd door on the right. I stumbled up the stairs. It was only 10pm and I was a mess. I went in and crawled into the bed, I was woozy. Im guessing an hour later I felt someone tapping me and pulling me. It was Ingrid, the guys wife. Divorced but living together. Separate rooms. She says “2nd door on the right not left”. I was drunk but I knew right from left from right. She says “kidding. You got the right room. I said hold that thought. I gotta pee. I came back and her clothes were on the floor and she was in bed. I lifted the covers and she had her back to me. Just panties. Without turning she says “aren’t you gonna get undressed?” Okay. I got undressed and climbed in. Are you leaving your panties on? Usually I let the guy take them off, if you want? Ingrid was Norwegian. Long dark brown hair with green eyes. Good looking, tall and slim with a 45 year old body. Slightly sof
We’re having a lazy Friday night at her place: face masks, snacks, some random Netflix show paused on the TV. Truth or dare starts innocent, then she picks dare and I grin. “Text your boyfriend from my phone asking for a dick pic so I can rate it 1-10.” She cackles, grabs my phone, and types: “hey it’s your gf’s best friend. need a pic for an honest rating, no face pls” He replies in under a minute: a clean, well lit shot, thick, perfectly curved, hard as hell. Caption: “waiting for the verdict.” She zooms in, fake gasping. I study it like an art critic. “Strong 9… but I need the live version to be 100% accurate.” She smacks my arm, laughing, then dares me: “Call him over right now.” I hit call. He answers on the first ring: “Be there in ten.” Ten minutes later the door opens. He walks in wearing black sweats and that knowing smirk. My best friend props her phone against a water bottle on the coffee table, hits record, and announces “strictly for review purposes” I drop to
Those of you who have been reading my posts, know that a while back, my girlfriend said I was to be free use for some of her friends. But now, when we go to a bar or club, she tries to find a woman to take home for me to fuck. To be honest, a lot of women are turned off by this, but we have found some. gf explains to them that this is a one time thing. It is not ongoing. It's always good to be honest and upfront about this. When this does happen, it is such an amazing experience. Fucking a complete stranger in front of my girlfriend is so hot and I actually think my girlfriend is more turned on than I am. It would be great if she could join in for a threesome, but for now she just likes watching. I tell my gf she's turned me into a slut. But she says I've always been one. She's probably right.
I live in a share house (3m 2f in our early 30s) with a backyard sauna. A few times a week you’ll find at least one of us in there at the end of the day, especially in the colder months. It’s a bit of a mixed bag for nudity: Saskia (the German) insists that the only true sauna is a nude one, and rarely covers up with a towel. I don’t like to wear anything but will keep a towel on to save embarrassment. The other girl, Marianna (the hotter of the two!) will usually go topless but keeps a towel around her most of the time, and her bikini bottoms underneath. I try not to be too obvious, but I always enjoy ogling some sweaty boobs while I relax. This Sunday night I was having a steam after a tough week when I was joined by Mariana. She had been for a big charity bike ride the previous day and was complaining all weekend about how sore her legs and butt was. Once she had warmed up in the sauna she started stretching her legs to try to work out some of the tightness, meaning her towel kept
I dated my ex, Lauren, all through high school. She came from a family of athletic people. Her father was a small time former gym owner. Her mother, Alexis, was a former personal trainer/sports trainer and her sister Jessie was a cross country participant. I was a lowly soccer/football player when we dated. Her family almost immediately welcomed me in and I began to train with them on the daily. Eventually Lauren's father died. Around that time I found out Lauren was cheating on me with a gym trainer named Chad. Chad was also on my rival sports team. He eneded up finishing my season early by breaking my right leg deliberately. Lauren also cut ties with her family and moved in with Chad. Jessie and Alexis messaged me after my injury to see how I was going. They also offered to give me free upper arm workouts and rehab my leg while i was recovering. After two weeks of lounging around my apartment bored, I messaged Jessie to ask if the training was still available. She said that it was
One night, I hadn't gotten much sleep from watching porn until midnight, so I decided to go home to catch up on some sleep, going to my tech room when everyone else had left. After walking a bit down the street, I returned to the entrance, climbed the stairs to my apartment, opened the door, and then heard my mother's voice a couple of floors below. I dashed into the apartment, tossing my jacket, boots, backpack, and bag with two shoes into the built-in closet in the hallway and darted in. The closet doubled as a storage room and was quite spacious. I hid behind the hanging things, and almost immediately the door to the apartment opened, and I heard my mother's softly cooing voice and a man's voice talking to her. - Oh, Yanka, you're such a bitch! I'll eat you right now! - Yes, I am! I'm going to eat you right now! My mother flirted back! I couldn't believe it! She's certainly a beautiful and sexy woman, and men like her, I could see it perfectly.
After my eighteenth birthday, my older sister, Nathalia, wanted to help me experience the world as an adult. She thought it’d be fun to go on an adventure, so she decided to take me on a skiing trip to Aspen. By the time we landed at Aspen/Pitkin County Airport, it was late in the evening. The airport was small but efficient, and after grabbing our luggage, Nathalia picked up the rental car. Nathalia was three years older than me, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders in loose waves. She had piercing blue eyes, high cheekbones, and smooth lips, the kind of looks she’d inherited from our mother. She wore leggings and a snug sweater that clung to her curves. The drive to the cabin was quiet at first, but I couldn’t stop looking out the window. The mountains were nothing like I had ever seen before, towering peaks dusted in white, stretching endlessly beneath a dark sky. Moonlight reflected off the snow, making everything glow with an almost unreal brightness. Pines lined the wi
So one night a few weeks ago I was at my girlfriend's house with our friend Kim and we were hanging out in the backyard drinking. We all probably drank a bit too much because both of them came up with this crazy bet. They actually wanted to bet how far my cum would go if I was jerked off. gf said it would reach a shrub that was nearby. Kim said definitely not. This is what happens when horny drunk women get together. I was told to get naked; and of course I didn't want to get in the way of a good bet, so I did. I asked who would be jerking me off. gf said Kim had free use so it was her. I sat in a chair and Kim kneeled down next to me and started stroking my dick. She started real slow, going up and down my shaft with both hands. gf jokingly said that I better not enjoy this too much, but I definitely was. Kim then started playing with my balls. She started jerking me a little faster. gf walked next to me and started kissing me and stroking my hair, telling me that my load better g