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[F] Accidentally orgasmed during a work meeting

My recent Reddit dare led me to purchase a small princess butt plug to work, which I’ve worn two days in a row without break.

These are my findings:

The plug I bought is meant to be worn everyday and has a stem in it for easy removal, as well as for better pleasure (easier to manipulate while sitting down).

My visits to the restroom have increased by almost double. I have been reading that this is very normal. Sorry if that’s TMI lol

I take my plug out at night to sleep and I’m finding that I wake up feeling empty and actually kind of missing it…

Might also be TMI, but my asshole actually feels tighter and it’s harder to get the plug back in sometimes (and it was already hard. I carry a small bottle of lube in my purse).

I have had four orgasms in 2 days. Two were completely out of nowhere. The others came from my touching myself or fantasizing in my head. I came verrryyyyy close to having an orgasm while talking to a cute guy and had to walk away very quickly and take deep breaths. Read more »

[FM] I got caught naked at the mall

I don’t know why of all the dares this is the one I wanted to do. But I found myself walking back into the mall by myself.

After my dressing room adventures I wanted to try something else and thanks to Reddit, I was given an idea.

I stood outside the mens bathroom of the busy mall, trying to wait for it to be completely empty but it just wasn’t happening with all the traffic.

The handicap stall would be at the far end so I had to go deep.

Finally, I put my head down and charged in…running right into a guy coming out.

“Oops, my bad.” He said, and kept walking. I stepped into the men’s bathroom. A line of 10 urinals were on the wall with dividers between each one. Five guys were spaced out on them. The other wall was all stalls.

None of the guys noticed me, eyes on the wall in front of them so I quickly walked down to the end, trying not to look over at the guy’s peeing (ok I peeked) and with my heart beating out of my chest, got into the last stall. Read more »

[FM] Picking a stranger help me in a mall changing room…got out of hand

I was dared to pick a stranger at the mall to help me try on a new lingerie looks.

I told my husband I was going to be late again and wouldn’t be able to call for a bit, then I ran 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. Read more »

[FM] I GAVE A STRANGER A SHOW AT THE MALL

I wanted to share this again because it’s one of my favorite memories:

I consider myself a professional and “normal” woman.

However 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. Read more »

[FM] I cheated on my husband in the cruise ship hot tub

I was three fruity cocktails in as I climbed into a hot tub on the cruise ship. It was a windy day so the hot water actually felt amazing.
My mind was fixated on yesterday when I attempted to skinny dip on the beach, only to be caught by a large Indian man named Benny and his friends. I could still feel their hands on my body.
I let them do that. More specifically, I let them do that while my husband was nearby.
Buzzed and feeling good, I settled into the hot tub, closing my eyes. I was wearing a one piece bathing suit with a cheeky back. My husband was getting lunch but I assumed as a shadow blocked my sun that he changed his mind to join.
I opened my eyes to find Benny towering over me. He had one of his friends with him.
“May we join?” He asked.
I looked around.
“I saw your husband getting food, he’s not here.” Benny said. I nodded and they settled down into the hot tub. “I know it’s windy but I can’t believe you’re in a hot tub”.
His friend sat on the other side of me.
“Did you enjoy yesterday?” His friend asked. I nodded shyly.
Benny flipped the bubbles on, making everything under the water invisible.
“Take your suit off.” He ordered.
“What?” i asked.
“Take your suit off. Let the girls breathe.”
“Are you insane?” I whispered. “There’s people everywhere!”
“Take it off. Now.” He said. His voice cracked like a whip. I looked around at the people lounging, swimming and laughing. None of them in this position.
My hands shaking, I pulled my suit down, sinking lower in the water. It cleared my feet, leaving me completely naked under the water.
Benny reached over and grabbed it from me, wrapping it in a towel and sticking it by the stairs. The men slid closer.
“I can’t believe you did it.” Benny laughed. Their hands both went on my thighs.
I knew in that moment I was about to let them do whatever they wanted. I had tried to have sex with my husband in the morning but he declined to go to the gym first and then eat and then blah blah…wasn’t going to happen today. But now…
Benny reached a hairy hand to my face and turned me to look at him.
This chubby man would normally never stand a chance with me…but as his mouth locked on mine I knew my body was his. He kissed me deeply as his friend (Akash) slid a finger in my pussy. Right there in public.
Benny broke away and started to play with my boobs under the water as Akash fingered me slowly. Then suddenly an elderly man walked up to the hot tub, climbing the stairs. Akash pulled out and we all slid over to make room.
As we slid over I was then right on top of the jet. I quietly gasped as the strong blast of water hit between my cheeks. Benny noticed and grabbed my arm, holding me in place over the jet.
I forced a smile as the old man settled in as the jet pressured my asshole. Benny smiled a Cheshire grin as I tried to stay submerged under the water.
Then a second, very, very large man climbed the hot tub stairs.
Oh no.
He stopped and looked down at the four of us, realizing it was full. He turned to go.
“We’ve got room.” Benny helpfully said. “She can sit on my lap.” The guy said his thanks and descended the stairs.
I froze. What did he mean? We all slid over more, then Benny helped me float up and onto his lap, my breasts coming dangerously close to leaving the water.
The water spilled over the side as the new guy sat down. Benny wrapped his arms around my waist and as I settled into his lap I realized his swimsuit was around his ankles. A very thick, hard penis sat between my ass cheeks. Surprisingly thick.
“How long have you two been together?” The new guy asked.
“Oh we’re just friends.” Benny answered. He lifted me slightly. I could feel his hand under me. Then a hard object was against my pussy. Oh no. As the men talked, Benny grabbed my hips and slowly, firmly pulled me down. With all the moving water I didn’t think it would happen, but his cock firmly rubbed against my lips. I saw flashes of light as the head of his penis rubbed against me, threatening to enter.
I could barely suppress a moan as he teased me like I hadn’t been teased since my ex. I felt like his cock was never ending. His hand then snaked around to slowly rub my clit.
I had stopped listening to the conversation completely as the next few minutes dragged by, Benny slowly pulsing his hips into me. In public. In front of two strangers. I wanted him to enter me so badly. I needed it.
Finally the elderly guy left. The big guy, named Chris, asked if we wanted him to move so I didn’t have to be on Bennys lap. Benny declined and pulsed into me again, drawing a gasp from me. They kept talking, fast friends now.
Then the jets stopped. The water went still. Time seemed to slow down. I looked for the jets button, realizing it was right by Chris. There was no way to get out of this.
Chris’ eyes widened as he realized my tits were out. He trailed down to my bush. Then he realized Benny wasn’t wearing shorts.
“Oh.” Is all he said.
“Want to touch?” Benny asked calmly.
“For real?” Chris asked. He quickly looked around.
“Hit the jets.” Benny said. Chris obliged. The water roiled again. Benny slid me over the water, into Chris’ lap. I didn’t even fight it. I didn’t fight it as his hands started to grope me. I didn’t fight it as his finger entered my vagina.
I wanted it.
I had just gotten married this year. This cruise was technically my honeymoon. And strangers were using my body.
Then it was over. Benny pulled me away, gave my suit back and ordered me to meet him that night in his room. I had to find a way. It happened so fast.
I got dressed in my suit and walked back to my chair with shaky legs. I laid out in the sun to dry out. A few minutes later my husband arrived and we laid out together. My eyes kept drifting to the hot tub…

[FM] Fingered on the dance floor by a stranger…while my husband was nearby

I finally made it back home after a quick work trip. My husband was hanging out at a club downtown with some of our friends and I was supposed to go meet him there.
I was texting my husband ahead of time.
“Missing you!” I sent.
“I’m missing you too. What are you wearing tonight?” he asked.
“That black and white dress you like so much.” I replied.
“Perfect. I think you should skip wearing underwear with it.” He said, with a winky face.
“Deal.” I responded. I loved when he got naughty. It was rare.
I had to go into the office first and spent my day there.
I was so busy with work I suddenly realised hours had passed and it was time to leave for the party. Throwing everything in my bag I quickly ran to the car and drove over.
Before getting out of the car I reached down and slid my panties off, putting them in my purse.
It was packed inside. After some searching, I found my husband at the bar with our friends. I apologized for being late and kissed him on the mouth. I quickly realized he was already a few drinks in.
Too be fair…I had been late.
He ordered me a drink, we toasted as a group and an hour passed quickly. We sang, danced, I get kept drinking and it was fun.
Finally, our friend Monica grabbed my hand when a heavy rap song came on.
“Let’s go dance!” She yelled.
“I don’t think we have to do that no-” I started.
My husband nudged me.
“Of course! Go for it honey, we’ll hold down the fort here”
I let Monica drag me into the huge crowd of dancing, sweaty bodies. She went all the way to the middle.
We started by dancing together for a little bit, until a handsome guy danced up to Monica and she let go of me to dance with him, giving me a wink. They disappeared into the crowd and I was about to take the opportunity to leave and go back to my husband.
Suddenly I felt hands on my hips. I turned to tell the guy I wasn’t interested but ended up looking almost straight up.
It was a very handsome, very tall black man. He grinned down at my 5’0 frame.
“I’m Marcus”. He said. I couldn’t use my words and he took that as acceptance.
Marcus wrapped his hands around in front of me. We started dancing, his hands pulling my booty into his crotch. This was the second time in just days that I was dancing with a black man on the dance floor.
I couldn’t quite process what was happening but I let it happen as I looked through the crowd, trying to see if I could see my husband…or if he could see me.
No sign of him.
I reached down, took Marcus’ hands, and helped slide them up my thighs. I was very conscious of the fact that I wasn’t wearing underwear as his fingers drifted higher and higher…until he brushed my pussy lips.
I got weak in the knees. My heart started pounding like a jackhammer.
“Jesus, you’re wet.” He murmured behind me. I leaned back towards him.
“Finger me.” I said over the loud music.
His finger inserted inside me. He pushed all the way in.
I gasped and tried to stay upright. A second finger tried to enter.
“You’re fucking tight, aren’t you?” He asked. Finally, the second finger slipped in. He started to finger fuck me.
Right there on the dance floor.
In the packed crowd no one seemed to notice. I grabbed his other hand and placed it on my chest. He took the hint and fondled my breast through the dress. The fingering sped up. I couldn’t believe it — I was about to cum. Already.
What is wrong with me?
A wave of pleasure passed through my body. At that moment the crowd parted slightly and I could see my husband across the bar, deep in conversation. And I was 100 feet away, with a stranger fingering me. It was too much. I didn’t fight it. I let the orgasm take me, legs shaking as I came.
It felt like I had to pee…and the next thing I knew, I was squirting for the first time in my life.
My thighs felt wet as Marcus pulled his fingers out.
I was almost mad at myself. Until he bent down, turned me to face him and kissed me on the mouth.
I melted.
His tongue slipped into my mouth.
I felt his hands reach up and pull my dress down, exposing my breasts. He stopped kissing me long enough to look down, then pulled my dress back up. I felt like everyone must be looking at me, but no one was in the crowd.
“I’m usually here on Wednesday and Friday nights if you want to find me again.” Marcus said. Then he melted back into the crowd.
I looked at the wet puddle on the ground for a long moment.
I quickly raced back to my husband through the crowd.
He asked if I had fun when I got back and I could only nod.
I ordered another drink.

[FM] Lost my clothes on the beach and made some new friends…

I was on a 12 day cruise with my husband. After working on the road most of the year for my job it was nice to finally just relax and then my brain off. And holidays away from the family meant no stress – bonus.
It was a Caribbean cruise leaving out of Fort Lauderdale on a beautiful, newer ship. The first day we spent wandering the boat, eating food and drinking lots and lots of wine (included in our package, wonderful idea for anyone wondering).
Our first destination the following morning was the Bahamas. We opted not to do an excursion, instead planning on just lounging on the beach.
We generally don’t like crowds so we got off the ship, went to the gorgeous golden sands beach and proceeded to walk until the crowds thinned out and it was just me and my husband.
I also was wearing my first every cheeky bikini in public, with a cute leopard print, so for modesty reasons I wanted to start away from people. It was a big deal for me.
Setting up towels, we splashed in the water, my husband took some photos of me and then he went back to the towel to lay down. Moments later he was asleep. I stayed in the water and just let the waves rock me.
A group of Indian men came into the water about fifteen feet away from me.
Then I suddenly got horny. It struck like lightning. I wanted to do something risky.
I went out a little deeper in the water so it was up to my neck (I’m 5’0 so it wasn’t that far). Another group of guys walked by and set up next to my sleeping husband on the beach.
My heart was pounding.
Reaching behind my back I quickly undid my bikini top. Then I grabbed my bikini bottom string and pulled. It came away from my body.
I stood in the ocean, completely naked, with a group of unknowing men just fifteen feet away from me. The excitement coursed through my body. Then it hit me. Literally.
A massive wave crashed into me from behind. Completely unprepared, I was knocked off my feet and fully submerged. Everything spun as my head breached the surface.
I took a breath of air and immediately knew what the problem was. My bikini was no longer in my hand.
I was naked in the ocean. Desperately I looked all around me. It was just waves and water.
“Is this your first cruise?” A voice asked.
I spun around. The first group of guys had floated over to me, the heavy set guy speaking to me just five feet away. The water was up to my neck already but I tried to go a little deeper.
“We’ve been before.” I replied, still looking for my suit.
He extended his hand. “My name is Benny. It’s my second time.” I timidly reached out and shook it. He floated closer, as did his friends, who all introduced themselves. I timidly waved at the rest.
I was now next to five men, completely naked, in the ocean. I looked up at the beach but my husband was still sleeping.
Then it happened.
Another wave hit me from behind…only it launched me into Benny. I came out of the water, into his arms. My naked chest crashed into his big belly, sending us both under water.
I stood up, taking a big breath of air. Then realized the wave took me into shallower water. I was standing there topless as four men stared at my chest. My hand snapped to cover myself.
“Where is your swimsuit miss?” Benny whispered in my ear.
His voice sent a shiver through my body.
“I lost it.” I said. “In a wave.”
Benny gently motioned me back into deeper water…and also back to his friends. i went back to my neck level.
“So you’re naked?” One of the guys asked.
“I just wanted to see what it felt like.” I said, weirdly indignant explaining this to them. “And then a wave made me lose them”.
“But you did it knowing we were right by you?” Benny asked.
“Well, yes.” I said.
“Why?” Another guy asked.
I couldn’t answer.
Benny looked me deep in the eyes.
“What do you want us to do, right now?” He asked.
I don’t know why I said it. I don’t know why I did it. I looked at my still sleeping husband and then back at him. They all looked at my husband, then back at me. These men were all in their 40s and not at all my type. I wasn’t even remotely attracted. And as I thought this, as these thoughts went through my brain, my mouth said out loud: “touch me.”
That was all the permission they needed. Ten hands reached for me under the water, invading my body.
They groped and pulled and finally inserted. A finger slipped into my pussy. “She’s hairy.” The guy said. The embarrassment of that comment only turned me on more.
It was like an out of body experience. All the hands. The touching. The men all around me. I was in ecstasy.
The sound of air blowing made everyone stop and step away. A guy snorkeling popped up out of the water. He pulled his goggles up.
“Does this belong to you? I saw these men helping keep you covered.” As he lifted my leopard print swimsuit out of the water. I couldn’t talk, instead I nodded vigorously.
I swam over and grabbed it, quickly putting it on. He just put his googles on and swam away, no questions asked.
I looked back at Benny and his friends. Benny had a huge smile on his face.
“I think this will be a very, very fun cruise.” He said. “Take your swimsuit off.”
I hesitated. If I did this, deep down, I knew this trip was going to turn into something unexpected.
I reached behind me and undid my suit, both bottoms and the top.
“Show us again.” I looked back to the other group of men sitting near my husband, then back at Benny. Slowly, I walked into swallower water as my body was revealed.
“Spin” Benny ordered.
I slowly spun for them. Their eyes latched onto my body. The men by my husband didnt notice.
“Good girl.” Benny said. The way he said it made me blush.
I went back into the water and put the suit back on.
“Add me on the ship chat, we can talk without anyone else knowing.” Benny said, looking back to my husband. “You’re going to become very popular on the ship.”
I could only nod as I walked back to our towels. I could feel their eyes on me the whole way.
I laid down to warm up. My hand drifted under my body and I slowly, quietly tried to masturbate on the beach. But more people were showing up. Frustrated, I stopped.
Finally my husband woke up and we decided to go grab lunch. Benny and his friends barely looked at us as we walked by.
“That was one very hairy man.” My husband said, chuckling as we got out of earshot.
If only he knew what that man had just done to me…

[FM] I cheated on my husband at a frat party PART 2

It was the epitome of a college guys room. Xavier closed the door, cutting the loud music in half. He sat on the bed, looking at his phone.

Music started to play. He looked back at me. “Strip for me.”

“What? I asked.

He set the phone down and leaned back.

“Dance for me. Take your clothes off.”

I’m not going to go into detail, because I’m not a sexy dancer at all, but I attempted to look hot while removing my dress, bra and panties. The heels were the hardest part. How do you take heels off in a sexy way? I did not.

Finally, I stood there completely naked.

Xavier stood up, walked to a drawer and pulled out a rope and a blindfold. He walked over to me, looking my body up and down, then tied the blindfold around my eyes. Everything went dark.

He led me to the bed and laid me down. For the next few minutes I felt him tying me up, linking my wrists to my ankles, keeping my legs spread and exposed. Read more »

[F] I cheated on my husband at a frat party

It had been a week since the cruise with my husband. The experience was something I couldn’t shake. I had come so close to fully cheating on that trip, but after all the groping and in one case, blowing a stranger, I resisted actually having sex.

And I regretted it. Kind of. It was complicated.

I kept thinking about it. The hands on my body. Seeing a cock that wasn’t my husbands. How it felt in my mouth and how sexy it made me feel. How good I felt.

I sat in my hotel room in Austin and replayed it over and over again in my head. It had been a long day of work on the road…but I needed to clear my head.

Stripping out of my work clothes I jumped into the shower and let the hot water wash over me. I looked down at my body and my bush. The bush was a newer development, something I had stopped shaving after getting married.

I reached for my razor and started to shave. I shaved until I was completely bald. Admiring my work in the mirror, a giggle escaped my mouth. I hadn’t been completely bald down there since my early twenties. Not a hair in sight. Read more »