Masturbating in front of a group of of strangers!! [FM]

This story will probably seem fairly tame compared to a lot of this sub but I’d like to share anyway. In my adult life I’ve become a lot less bold so it’s the best I think I’ve got for you guys.

This happened a few months ago, during lockdown. I was in a Skype call (I know, so 2010) with a girl I met playing World of Warcraft as well as a few of her real life friends, 2 guys and 2 other girls, whom I knew nothing about. We were just drinking and chatting and all trying to stay sane and social during lockdown.

We were all decently drunk (a headspace I find all the best stories happen in) when one of the guys suggests we play a game of never have I ever. In this drinking version, each player holds up ten fingers and whenever someone says something you’ve done, you take a drink and put down a finger. When a player has all ten fingers down, they lose, must consume the remainder of whatever drink is in front of them and, as punishment (or reward) for your life of promiscuity (let’s be honest, these games ALWAYS wind up being mostly sexual) the other players agree on a dare that the loser must complete.

I’m a good nurse!![FM]

Hi. I’ve always wanted to post in here, but chickened out last minute.

I’ve been a slut since I came of age, starting with teasing selfies posted online of my ass in a tight pair of jeans. Never really liked my body but I liked the attention, and I’ve gotta admit it was a nice self esteem boost.

I wanna talk about how I went from shy, all-talk-no-action e-slut to creampie addicted whore ?? Before I met my current partner, condoms were a necessity. Kids are cool but the idea of actually making one makes me wanna wretch, no thank you. But I always thought about it. I’d insist on protection with the handful of people I actually fucked, and whisper to strangers how I’d never been fucked raw. My cunt was “pure”. My cunt was thirsty..

A friend of a friend reached out to me having a health crisis. I didn’t even know what he looked like, just his name and his location and that he needed companionship while under medical supervision. I felt terrible knowing he was all alone. In a matter of hours I’d gotten dressed and planned a bus route to him.