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[F] I ended up with my pants around my ankles at the gym today…

It’s been a weird few weeks physically and mentally. I feel like I’ve constantly been aroused and have been edging myself anywhere I can. I went from being with four partners in my entire life…to that same number in a few weeks.
I don’t know why getting married suddenly opened up a whole new world for me sexually, but here we are.
My husband and I went out last night and got drunk, came back to have our usual sex and as he was nearing the climax (he was at the point where he announced he was cumming) I said out loud: “Give me that small, little dick babe. Come on, I can barely feel you.”
And then he finished.
I unfortunately did not.
Afterwards he asked me why I said that. He was upset, angry and embarrassed. The conversation ended in full on tears.
I apologized over and over again and told him I was trying something out since we liked humiliation play (this usually consisted of him calling me PG-13 names and spanking). Regardless, it wasn’t great.
When I woke up this morning I got a fun dare from a Redditor.
“Wear your most see-through leggings to the gym with nothing under them – go to your gym and ask a random guy to help you stretch. Find somewhere…quiet. And the guy shouldn’t be attractive. Humiliate yourself.”
I pulled out leggings that I hadn’t worn in years. I went to the bathroom and put them on, realizing immediately they were too small for me. I looked in the mirror – sure enough if I bent even slightly they were completely sheer.
I pulled a sports bra and an hour later I was parked in front of my gym, considering not doing this. But I had accepted this dare and was going through with it. Momma didn’t raise a wimp.
My sports bra fit comfortably enough, but the leggings somehow felt even tighter now. I took a deep breath and got out of my car.
I walked into the gym and I felt like there was a hundred men (there was really like…8). I got on the elliptical and started to work out. Nothing happened for awhile and I was ignored. So I started to focus on exercising.
Ten minutes in I noticed a white guy standing at the cubbies. He was staring in the mirror that reflected back at me.
Without thinking I bent forward, fully stretching my leggings and powered my legs faster on the machine. He was getting a great view. I could feel my butt cheeks spread slightly.
The new feeling of excitement gripped my chest, along with the desire of touching myself. A complete stranger was getting a full view of my ass. And I was letting him.
He wiped his brow. I think he was my target.
I hopped off the machine and walked up to him. He froze, probably thinking I caught him.
“Excuse me, could you help me stretch?” I asked.
“Im. Uh. Yes. Sure. Of course. Let’s uh. Do it. Yeah” – is similar to what he stammered.
I led the way, walking to the back corner mats, out of sight from the rest of the gym. I could feel his eyes glued to my ass as I walked.
I introduced myself and he told me his name was Greg (fake name for his privacy).
He was a chubby guy, with a bald head and a beard. His glasses were a little thick and he was drenched in sweat from working out. He also smelled pretty bad.
I stood facing him.
I asked him to take my leg, lifting it up. I’m pretty flexible and my foot went up to his shoulder. I felt the material stretch in my crotch and knew without looking everything down there was visible. Greg, to his credit, kept his eyes locked on the wall behind me. I looked away to give him a chance to sneak a peek.
We did the other leg. I didn’t look at all, giving him more opportunity to look down.
I stood with my back to him and asked him to grab my arms and pull them behind me. Then I bent at my waist, my ass grazing into his thigh. That was 100% an accident and he actually jumped a little bit.
I stepped forward, bending over in half. I couldn’t see him but there was no way for him to miss my completely sheer ass now.
I stayed there for a long time. Finally I came up again.
“Would you help me with a few more?” I asked. He nodded quickly.
I could see a tent starting to rise in his work out shorts. I almost froze up. Taking a deep breath, I smiled.
I laid down on the ground on my back and asked him to push one leg up towards my chest. His weight settled in front of me as he leaning into my leg. The stretch actually felt great and I just enjoyed it. I opened my eyes a crack and saw him staring at my crotch.
I felt the dampness between my legs and I was hoping it wasn’t as wet as I felt.
We switched legs.
This time he straddled my thigh as he pushed my leg up. I asked him to bring his body towards me. He happily obliged. His crotch was now inches from mine as he pushed into me.
His smell was, thick and intoxicating. The humiliation was relentless. This guy never would have stood a chance getting me, and now he was almost thrusting into me.
Finally I flipped onto my stomach, got on my knees and asked him to grab my arms again, pulling me up into essentially what looked like doggy style. In the mirror I saw three guys watching from the weights, quietly laughing to each other.
I felt stretched. I also desperately needed to cum. I didn’t even realize I had wiggled backwards into his crotch until my ass was fully in his pelvis.
Through his shorts I could feel his hard cock contained inside between my ass cheeks. He pulled tighter on my arms pulling me more into his crotch. I started bouncing into him like we were fucking.
“Pull my leggings down…” I whispered.
“Okay.” He said.
His fingers grabbed my leggings and pulled it down around my thighs, fully exposing my ass in the gym.
He kept thrusting into my ass. His hands gripped my hips tightly.
Just then two women came around the corner to use the machine behind us, laughing loudly. He stopped and quickly pulled my leggings up. I didn’t realize it but I was breathing heavily.
“I’m sorry, I have to go.” he said.
I thanked him and he stood up like a dazed soldier, heading towards the entrance.
I meanwhile I excused myself to the restroom to catch my breath.

[F] This is the story of how I ended up in front of hundreds of my coworkers with cum dripping out of me

I woke up naked.

How all good stories start.

I rolled over in the bed and looked at the empty spot next to me. I was back in Illinois for work, where this whole adventure had originally started.

Today was a big day. I had to give a presentation that I had been working on for months now in front of hundreds of people on a stage. No pressure.

Marcus walked back into the bedroom – the owner of the cock that started this whole adventure when I met him at a bar. He was the first guy I cheated with. He handed me a cup of coffee. I smiled with appreciation and sat up in the bed. He had picked me up from the airport and we had a fun night. His eyes drifted to my naked chest. I playfully covered up.

“What time is your presentation?” he asked.

“I need to be there at 3p.” I said.

“Great, I’ll take you. But we need to make a stop on the way and give ourselves some time.” Marcus smiled “But first…” he climbed back into the bed, under the covers. I laid back, sipping my coffee, as his mouth found my pussy… Read more »

[F] I was dared to pick a stranger at the mall to help me try on a new lingerie looks. It got…interesting

I told my husband I was going to be late again after work and ran over to the mall. I sat in the food court and tried to decide how to pick a guy to do this dare with. I had already decided that I would be taking them back to JC Penny where the unmonitored changing area was.
At this hour of the day very few people would be around too.
My heart was already pounding in my chest as I looked at the various men walking by. My flight or fight senses were on high alert. Finally my eyes focused on a man sitting directly across from me. He had a table covered in food and he was looking right at me. Directly.
He averted his eyes the second we connected. I took stock of him. He looked short, was overweight and already had balding spots around his hairline. In short, he came across as harmless. I took a deep breath. Last chance to back out.
But I was already up and walking towards him. He looked at me with panic as I walked up.
“I’m sorry to interrupt, but could I ask you a question?” I asked.
He nodded quickly.
“Are you single by chance?”
He nodded again. Perfect.
“Can I sit?” I asked.
“Of course.” He said, finally finding his voice.
I sat down.
“What’s your name?” I asked, now nervous myself.
“Aaron” he answered.
“Full disclosure.” I started. “I have a husband, but I want to surprise him with something fun. I just need another man’s opinion. Would you be interested in helping me with that real quick? I’d need you for like twenty minutes.”
He looked at my wedding ring, then back at my face.
“What kind of surprise?” He asked suspiciously.
I looked around and leaned forward. “New lingerie.” I whispered.
“Is this like a punked thing or something?” He looked around for cameras that weren’t there.
I was losing him.
“No, this is very much real. I picked you because I saw you looking at me.” He turned bright red. “It’s okay, that’s why I thought you might be interested. I mean, if you are still.”
He thought for a long moment.
“Okay fuck it. I’ll just leave if it gets weird.”
We stood up.
“Lead the way.” He said, “Where we going, like Victoria Secret?”
“Too busy there.” I answered. “There’s a good spot in JC Penny.”
We walked over there almost in complete silence. I think he fully expected the cops to jump out at some point and arrest him.
We went up to the Women’s floor and it was almost dead. Walking up the stairs I could feel his eyes glued to my ass.
I walked into the lingerie section and turned back to him. He was sweating already from the walk over.
“Pick your favorite outfit and I’ll try it on. One that you think my husband would love.”
He grinned like a kid who won the best toy and quickly started shopping.
It took about five minutes before he handed me the options. We walked over to the changing room and he sat on the bench across from my stall. A quick glance proved we were the only two people in the area.
“How’s this work?” He asked.
“I’ll try them on and then open the door for you to see. You tell me your favorite.”
“I don’t think I feel comfortable with you standing in the open door so undressed.” He responded.
I thought for a long moment.
“Fine. You can come in and see.”
He nodded.
I closed the door and looked at what he grabbed. It was a one piece floral lace bodysuit like I had tried on the other day…however this one was crotchless. Completely.
Was I really going to do this? I could probably keep my thong on…
No. I had to do this right.
I peeled off my shirt and pulled my pants down. I looked in the mirror again before dropping my thong.
I still hadn’t shaved. I looked at my bush for a moment a little embarrassed. Then I pulled the body suit on. It fit a little tight, but otherwise worked. My bush was prominently sticking out of the slit.
I resolved to shave that night.
I pulled on the slit to adjust it, my finger coming away wet. I was turned on. A lot.
“You ready?” Aaron asked from outside the room.
I realized he could see my feet and knew I had it on. I looked at myself one last time.
Here goes nothing.
I opened the door a crack.
“Okay, come on in.”
He opened the door wide a moment later, filling the entrance, before pushing inside with me and closing the door behind him. He was right on top of me. His smell was suffocating. I was even more turned on.
I became very aware of what I was wearing as he looked me up and down.
“Stand up on the bench.” He ordered.
I quickly got up on the bench, his head now at my stomach’s height. His eyes locked onto my pussy.
“Turn around.” I did. “Yes, I think your husband will like this. Spread your legs.”
I quickly spread them.
“Oh my…” he said.
I looked down. My thighs glistened with wetness.
“Put your hands on the wall.” He ordered. I did it. I could almost feel his breath on my ass.
“Are you sure this is for your husband?” He asked.
I jumped as his hand touched my ankle. I didn’t say a word.
His hand slowly caressed up and down my calf. Then went up to the back of my thigh. I shivered.
Then his finger gently touched my pussy and a sound escaped my mouth I didn’t know I could make. He took that as an invite and the next thing I knew he was fondling my ass.
“Wait…” I tried to say. I don’t think the word got out.
He grabbed with more pressure. I gasped. Both hands grabbed my ass, spreading me wide open for him.
“Ok, wait. Too much.” I finally got out. He stopped.
“Turn around.” He said with a smile. “Show me your tits.”
I complied without thinking. I peeled it off my shoulders, showing him my chest.
“Yes, I think your husband will love it.”
“Thank you.” I whispered.
“Have a great day miss.” And with that he gave me one more look before turning and leaving me standing there, the feeling of his hand on my ass fresh.
I climbed down and finished myself off right there in the dressing room. That was a lot to process.

[F] My father walked in on me naked, riding a dildo…how’s your Saturday going?

I was back at my childhood home for a funeral. My husband had to stay behind for work, but it was nice to see the family again and spend time with old friends from high school and college as we celebrated our common friend.

When the funeral was finished I decided I wanted to go back to my dad’s house and rest.It had been a lot of traveling this month. I said my goodbyes and went back to his place.My parents have been divorced for almost 10 years now but he still lived in our old house. I went back to my old room, now a guest room, and laid on the bed.

That’s when Alton reached out to me.

Alton was a guy I met at a club and had become someone I was seeing.

He wanted to facetime.

No one was in the house and I was feeling sad, so I thought it might make me feel better.

I quickly tried to make myself look cuter and then turned on my camera. Only to be staring right at Alton’s sizable penis. Read more »

[F] I stripped naked in the office after work…it went poorly.

After my secret trip to the mall I became fixated on that moment. I couldn’t stop picturing that guy’s eyes on me as i stood there completely exposed in the changing room. A complete stranger.
The adrenaline rush and excitement was almost addicting. I found my thoughts and fantasies turning to work. I started to imagine an employee secretly knowing what I was doing, watching me from the shadows.
There’s something so degrading about someone under me having that power over me…but me not having any idea which employee it is. So every conversation, every guy i see…could that be the person controlling me? Does that partner or that assistant or that janitor know how I groom my pussy?
I had a quick plan. I waited until work was close to being done, then discreetly packed everything, went to my car early and dropped it off, then went back to the women’s bathroom and waited in the handicap stall as everyone went home. I texted my husband I would be working late.
I work in a shared office building, with three companies on our floor. My company alone has about 100 employees. I am unfortunately one of six women. The rest are men. I dont have hiring power so dont look at me.
I played games on my phone until it was 30 minutes after closing. I went to the door and peaked out into the hallway. Silence.
I went back to the handicap stall and quickly peeled my dress off, unclipped my bra and dropped my thong. I hung it all up on the inside hook of the stall door. Then, barefoot, I walked back to the hallway door.
I set my Apple Watch to ten minutes and pressed start. Then I just went for it, walking out into the open hallway. There was one camera around the left side so I went right, walking towards the elevator lobby. I went past the door to our office, darting across the windows quickly even though everyone was gone. I made it to the elevators and sat down in the cloth chairs to wait for the ten minutes.
My husband texted me about wanting to fool around when i got home on my watch. i recorded a quick message that i was exhausted and maybe another night.
My mental state at this point was hard to explain. I’m finding these moments where I’m doing something wild seem to shut down the logic part of my brain. My heart pounds, I’m shaking…but I’m also so happy.
And I remained happy for seven minutes, until the elevator suddenly dinged on my floor. I’ve never run so fast in my life. I cleared the corner just as the doors opened and slid to a halt.
The janitor was in the women’s bathroom. His cart was in the door. I heard low whistling behind me from whoever was on the elevator and quickly ran past the janitors cart and ran into the men’s bathroom. I just hoped Jamal wasn’t looking as I ran by.
I got into the handicap stall and locked the door, sitting on the toilet. A few moments later the bathroom door exploded open giving me a second heart attack.
The guy went straight to my stall, violently pulling on the handle. I think I almost blacked out.
“Sorry.” The guy said. Then he went to the stall next to mine. I saw his pants hit the ground. Ladies and gentlemen, I don’t want to scar you with the sounds I heard…but it wasn’t good. The whole time I sat there completely naked, the ten minute countdown fully passed.
As I sat there, with a man I didn’t know, just a foot away from me butt naked, I found my fingers drifting between my legs. I slowly massaged myself while trying to drown out the sounds. It was weird.
Finally he left. I crept back to the door, saw the hallway was clear and raced into the stall. Thankfully my clothes were still on the hook. I got dressed and ran to my car where I finished what I started in the stall.
I masturbated twice, it only taking a minute to orgasm each time. i wanted more. needed more.
Dare: complete!

[FM] I don’t know what came over me…but I let a stranger watch me change at the mall

I consider myself a professional and “normal” woman. I just got married to my boyfriend of eight years (long time) and it’s a great relationship. But the sex is…missing something.
At the mall today something just came over me. The JC Penny has an unmonitored changing area which is where I ended up. A wife dragged her husband ahead of me with an enormous pile of clothes. I had just a few pieces. His face was one of utter defeat – he had at least 30 minutes of sitting ahead of him.
His wife took the big handicap changing room so I went into the one next to it. This happened to be across from where he sat down.
Tried the first outfit on, a skirt and my top. Then I went out of my stall to the 180 mirrors and took a look. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed him discreetly staring.
He was a relatively average looking guy, overweight and balding but not ugly by any means. I watched his eyes drift up my legs and that’s when I got turned on.
I walked back to the stall, reached for the curtain…and half closed it. I could see him in the side mirror, but it wasn’t obvious to him I could see him. He had a straight view into my stall.
His wife came out and he made some half hearted comment about her outfit. She went back in.
I don’t know what came over me. I bent over to take my shoes off and felt the skirt raise all the way up until I knew half my ass was facing him.
I glanced at the mirror and saw him sit up straighter, jaw open.
Shoes off I stood back up and pulled my top off. I don’t generally wear bras, so I stood there topless, my bare back to him. I made a big show of looking at my boobs in the mirror.
Fuck it.
I turned my whole body and kept looking over my shoulder like I was admiring my ass…while my boobs swung around towards him.
A complete stranger was seeing my breasts. And I was letting him. My heart was pounding. I needed to stop. But I couldn’t.
I turned back and without thinking, dropped the skirt to my feet. I stood there in just a thong. I stretched and bent down again, my legs wide.
I came upright and looked in the mirror. We locked eyes. He gave me a silly thumbs up. I turned around to face him directly and shook my chest at him playfully. Then I closed the curtain and got dressed.
I felt high. Adrenaline raced through me.
I quickly walked out without looking at him and ran to my car. I took a moment to compose myself before driving home. It wasn’t something I felt my husband needed to know…but I needed that thrill again.