Author: IrisScout77

Before college I never flirted with guys, never went on dates, because I was either to shy or just simply not interested in dating or hookups. I even thought I might have been asexual. But that all quickly changed once I had the freedom of living on my own and the chance to meet a multitude of men on my college campus and the aid of Tinder in a big city.

While I was still a bit shy with first few sexual encounters, I quickly started coming out my shell. I began to skip class to go to hookups, stay in my room and use my vibrator, or show my body off online to random people.

I became obsessed with receiving and giving pleasure. I loved all that I was learning, finally learning to be a good slut and treat a man well. I was proud of myself and I knew they were too.

I honestly wish I could just drop out and spend all my free time sleeping around. It’s honestly become an addiction but I couldn’t be happier. Nothing is more fun then being a good slut. Im embarrassed to say I nearly failed my second semester after getting addicted and obsessed with men, sex, and pleasure. Read more »

I had always known cnc was something I was interested in. The idea of being over powered and used was thrilling. But I never found someone comfortable with it until I met my bf (30/M). After Mentioning my interest to him he agreed and said it was something he felt comfortable trying.

However we really never explored it until one night I spent the night. We both mutually enjoyed rough sex, I enjoyed being degraded by him, and loved feeling and seeing how hard I was used. This was how the night started.

We then both fell asleep together early in the morning. He woke up before me , and woke me up as well in the process of doing so. I tried to fake being asleep but he could tell I wasn’t. His response to me faking sleep was to take my hand and place to on his cock once he came back to bed. I tried not to react as he then also began groping my tits but I could feel myself smiling.

He knew I was awake, and he knew I was enjoying this. I could feel butterflies in my pussy and felt myself getting wet. Read more »

I never thought I had big tits. Just average or even small. It wasn’t until by fwb admitted I was the first girl to give him a tit job – all because he claimed the girls he was with before where unable to as he said their tits ‘just weren’t big enough’.

I don’t know why this comment turned me on so much but I loved the idea of being able to do something for him that girls before couldn’t. I absolutely love giving him tit jobs now. I love it even more when he interrupts it to start face fucking me. It makes me feel like such a slut but I couldn’t be happier to provide him with this experience.

My bf recently moved across the country to start law school. We decided to start a open relationship while we are long distance to fulfill any sexual desires / need for physical intimacy.

But we had a few rules:

1. Use protection for safety and to avoid accidental pregnancies
2. Have to tell the other person before hooking up/meeting with some one
3. No going on dates or hanging out with the person we are hooking up with

The rules felt very reasonable at first until I met T, (30m). Upon our first meeting I was obsessed. Hotter then my bf, fucked me even better, was more attentive and overall more fun.

T was unaware of my open relationship, but my bf knew I was seeing him. But thought it was only once a week.

In reality I’ve been spending almost all my time with T. Hookups multiple times a week, dates, sleepovers, even hanging out with his friends. Breaking rule 3.

Most recently I broke the first rule. Letting T use me like a fuck toy and getting treated like his cum dump has been amazing. He fucks and fills me even more then my bf did. Read more »

My bf recently moved across the country to start law school. We decided to start a open relationship while we are long distance to fulfill any sexual desires / need for physical intimacy.

But we had a few rules:

1. Use protection for safety and to avoid accidental pregnancies
2. Have to tell the other person before hooking up/meeting with some one
3. No going on dates or hanging out with the person we are hooking up with

The rules felt very reasonable at first until I met T, (30m). Upon our first meeting I was obsessed. Hotter then my bf, fucked me even better, was more attentive and overall more fun.

T was unaware of my open relationship, but my bf knew I was seeing him. But thought it was only once a week.

In reality I’ve been spending almost all my time with T. Hookups multiple times a week, dates, sleepovers, even hanging out with his friends. Breaking rule 3.

Most recently I broke the first rule. Letting T use me like a fuck toy and getting treated like his cum dump has been amazing. He fucks and fills me even more then my bf did. Read more »

Before my encounter with the 11 in cock, I hadn’t fucked anything bigger then 7 in. The 5-7 in range always felt perfect for me. I never ventured outside of it and quite frankly avoided it – if I knew a guy was bigger I wouldn’t hookup with him.

But I decided to take a chance and invited a guy over to my dorm, we only exchanged sfw pics before hand. I had no idea what to expect only knew what he looked like and that he was 30.

I had a major surprise. This guy was massive in comparison to me at 6’5 and me only 5’2. The height difference alone made me nervous, but also turned me on with the thought that he would easily be able to over power me. Prior the tallest guy I had fucked was 5’7.

When time came and he got undressed, I had another huge surprise – his 11 in cock. I had never seen such a big cock in person and was in awe of it but also slightly intimidated. Read more »

My bf recently moved across the country to start law school. While I’m proud of him, I also miss his dick and getting fucked by him.

His cock was the perfect size for me. It was slightly too big and always left my pussy a bit sore but I loved feeling his cock fill me up.

While he was home for his birthday I was treated like a complete slut and was a hole for his cock the entire weekend. I was so sad that I would have to wait another two months to feel him inside me and told him on his last day home how other dildos just didn’t feel as good as him and that my pussy felt so empty without him here.

He is he reassured me the 2 months would go by fast and that I could just imagine the dildo as him. I started to become okay with this until I got a package in the mail from him earlier this week. The package included a card detailing how he had bought a kit to make a mold of his cock that allowed him to make me a personalized dildo. Read more »

I had always been more on the shy side and not a fan of excess attention. This held me back from indulging in many sexual fantasies or even flirting with men. That was until I started college. At the time, I had just turned 18, allowing me to experience the world of dating apps. Perfect for someone who was shy like me. I made a Tinder profile soon after moving to college and began getting several matches. Often times I didn’t respond to messages since I was still a bit too shy to flirt back, but I loved the attention.

But when I finally gave in and began seeing these men in person, everything changed. I loved the attention I would get from them during hookups, the compliments, and feeling their hands on me. It started becoming more and more frequent. Often skipping classes or social events just to go get fucked. But that just wasn’t enough. I loved male attention and wanted more. I already was seeing several men, and undoubtedly, they were more interested in me than I was in them. But I wanted the feeling of having a man obsessed with me. Or several men. And I accomplished just that. Read more »