He tied me up on the first date [MF]

Today is my BF [23 M] and my [23 F] one year anniversary, so I thought I’d post a little something to honor where our physical relationship began.

We’d been texting for a month or two before we starting dating, and definitely got racey via dm’s. We’d touch ourselves to others word porn. And to make it that much better, we hadn’t seen each other physically for a year prior due to covid. So literally, our words and intellectual connection was enough to get us both horny and riled up. We’d been talking from across the ocean, so finally, he decided to move up to my city last summer the same week my parents were out of town for a wedding. I took this chance to stay with him in his new apartment a literal DAY after he moved into town.

For how serious we both were about dating each other, we were both equally excited (and nervous) to get inside each other’s pants. I remember facetiming my bestie the night before and practice hugging and kissing a pillow raised 1 foot above my head for practice – I hadn’t been intimate with anyone in quite a while, and he’d told me he was 6’ 2’ – a whole foot and three inches taller than me. I didn’t want to fuck up the whole date by giving him an awkward first hug! What if it spoiled the vibes and then I didn’t get laid after dinner?

I’m my bf’s personal camgirl when I WFH [FM]

I’m (23f) in an LDR with my boyfriend of 6 months, and we really miss each other’s touch. I catch myself dreaming about our hottest moments all throughout the work day, and both of us are rather kinky. We always talk dirty and get off to the idea of fucking each other in between work meetings when we’re visiting each other and doing WFH (and we quite literally did fuck every break between meetings when I visited him last).
We’d also sext about eating each other out under the desk while the other spoke through their work calls. The idea turned me on a lot. I’d love the challenge of trying to keep my voice cool while feeling my boyfriend’s tongue and fingers pleasuring me.

Early last month, both of us were sexting and he was describing what he was going to do to me next time he visits. Something along the lines of forcing me to sit on a dildo and lead my meetings throughout the day. We both were just messaging back and forth about how sexy it is to see the other get so wet or hard respectively, and I didn’t even realize that I had let my free hand slip into my panties and I was touching myself. And I was really wet. It was also 10am – the work day had already begun. He’s only a few hours ahead of me, so his work day was still in session too.

a cosmic fuck on our cruise ship balcony [FM]

My boyfriend and I were taking our first vacation together, thanks to a lottery he won: nearly-free cruise trip for two.

Giddy with joy, we unlocked our stateroom door, unsure of what amenities our lottery won us. The door opened. Our eyes widened – a private balcony.

We dropped our bags on the bed and looked out in awe. Seagulls calling, tourists snapping pictures along the boardwalk..our view would become drastically different once we set sail.

We went about our days- exploring the ship, meeting other passengers. We finally retreated back into our cabin after a lively dinner downstairs. We had some more events later- pictures on the skydeck, jazz concert in the lounge.

As we began to undress and ready ourselves for the fancier nighttime affairs, my boyfriend looked out the balcony again. This time, sheer darkness. He opened the door and signaled me to join. I unlaced my dress and strutted outside, down to my knickers and bralette. We leaned over the railing and took in the salty Caribbean breeze in silence. Waves crashed incessantly against our ship, frothing white effervescence into the distance. Violent serenity.

Under 280 words: my boyfriend made me cum while on the phone with my parents [FM]

We were spooning on the couch watching Netflix when he started stroking my ass. I slowly dug my waist back into his. He reached over, unzipping my jeans.

My hands drifted over, helping him remove my bottoms.

He let out a grunt, pinching my ass. I pushed my ass closer to his hips and softly moaned.

He unzipped his jeans and began rubbing his cock on my backside.

We kept our eyes focused on the screen.

I hooked my thigh around his, spreading my legs, pushing his cock inside of me.

We softly began fucking, our eyes closed in ecstasy. But it halted when my phone rang. I silenced the ringer.

“It’s my parents” I signaled him to continue, but he stopped and grabbed my hair harder. “Call. Them. Back.”

He wasn’t going to stop until I did. His grip grew tighter.

So I did. And just as my mom picked up, he began pumping back inside of me- deep.

“Hey mom! HAPPY NYE! Yeah we’re just watching a movie at ho-“
He sped up on me, rubbing my clit relentlessly. Fuck.

I let my boyfriend put me on a leash and fuck me in my parent’s living room [MF]

I’m a relatively independent girl, with a lot of pride in how much I control my life- my work, plans with friends, who I hook up with and how often. When I started dating my boyfriend, I started to depend on him more, especially for sexual satisfaction.

One month into dating, I made a somewhat risky call by asking my boyfriend to stay with me in the suburbs while my parents were out of town for a wedding (1 whole week). He also reluctantly said yes, because coming to someone’s literal childhood home so early on in dating seemed intense.

The first night was nothing “crazy” compared to the second (but I’ll go through night #1 in another post because it was also hot asf). But the second night, we were chilling on a low rise long ottoman in my parents living room. It was night out, but dim lights of the houses across the lawn were still a little visible. We had a little wine in our system and mid conversation started making out. It got handsy and sensual and I was really enjoying it. I was fully ready for things to escalate- I was horny enough to fuck right there even with a full pane of windows facing my friendly neighbors across my backyard. I started touching around his legs and finding what I was looking for so I could tell him I was down and continued making out. Seconds in though, he pulled away and hesitated for a second. He had a really devilish smile on. I didn’t know what to make of it, so I gave him my own fuck-me-eyes back. He chuckled, leaned back in, and whispered into my ear.

We fucked on our AirBnB dining table [FM]

This past summer, my friend and I decided to stay in an Airbnb in the city closest to our homes. We wanted to work from home there, and wanted a spot to hang away from our parents’ places in the suburbs.

The other perk for me [23F] was being able to invite my boyfriend [23M] over every night I wanted, which was a “hell no” when living with my strict parents.
The Airbnb set up was kind of interesting – there was really only one “room” that had a door, and the upstairs was transformed into a game lounge and loft with a large bed.

When we moved into the Airbnb, my friend demanded that I get the room with the closed door, because she knew my bf would be over often, and we’d definitely want to fuck often.

We had a really nice stay for around 2 weeks (and great sex too) despite the walls being super thin and a few leaky appliances. But on the last night, my bf and I started to get sad. We didn’t know when we’d get to spend the night with each other next.

My bf obliterated me with my friend’s showerhead until I blacked out [MF]

I’ve [22 F] always mentioned to my new boyfriend [22 M] that the most effective way for me to finish when I’m alone was in my shower with my handheld showerhead on its highest pressure setting. Holding the adjustable showerhead aimed straight at my clit while splaying my legs out across my bathtub always drove me wild super quick.

When I stayed at my parents’ house during school, I’d wait for them to leave for work before showering so I could take a long shower, let the water pressure absolutely wreck my clit, and moan as loud as I wanted. I remember vividly the first time I let the showerhead stay gushing at my clit, even as my legs started to shake uncontrollably. I had no idea that could happen, but I didn’t want it to stop.