I (24f) wish I could redo this morning

Lately I’ve been insatiably horny, I just can’t seem to get enough.

Which was just the case yesterday, and even though I came a couple of times with my wand, it wasn’t enough. I needed to feel my boyfriend thrusting into me while my tight, wet pussy gripped him. Unfortunately, he didn’t get home until pretty late, leaving me aching for him.

I felt that same ache when I woke up this morning. I scrolled for a little bit, letting my sleepiness wear off before rolling over to face him. He breathed heavily while resting on his side, he’d been fading in and out of sleep for an hour or so. I debated what I wanted to do, it didn’t take me long to figure it out.

I pulled his shoulder gently, leaning him back onto his back. His eyelids fluttered, he groaned quietly, but let me continue anyway. I slid a hand under the covers and began to play with his balls, massaging them gently in my hand before wrapping my hand around his shaft, stroking it lightly for a minute. He thrusted into my hand, urging me to continue.

My neighbor and I had an unspoken competition on who could be louder | Part 1/2

It started pretty soon after I’d moved in to the complex. He’d noticed me situating my furniture on the balcony and came out on his to introduce himself. His name was Chris, and he lived alone next door to me. I couldn’t deny the excitement he sent through me just from looking at him. His dirty blonde hair was long and wavy, the top he hid with a backwards baseball cap. His jaw was wide, the definition of chiseled, and I could see the rough outline of his stubble.

“Do you need help moving furniture or anything?” He leaned over his railing towards me. I couldn’t help but notice the well defined muscles in his arms flex as he did.

I glanced up at his brown eyes and smiled, “No, that’s okay. My brother and his friends already have it covered. Thank you, though.”

If he was disappointed, he didn’t show it. “Well, let me know if you do. Just knock on your bedroom wall and I’ll hear you, my bed’s just on the other side.” He went back inside, but then poked his head out from the door, “and, uh, fair warning… things occasionally get loud on my side. Just knock.”

The first time my (23f) boyfriend (26m) made me cum with his mouth [MF]

This happened a few years ago, so I’m going off of memory & his current technique.

My boyfriend and I have been together four years. We got together when I was 19, but when I was 20, we hit a rough spot. Our relationship didn’t have a solid foundation in the beginning, so it was kind of inevitable that something would happen. We broke up, and after about 8 months apart and having experienced different people, we got back together.

I’d moved to a city two hours away for a job and lived alone in my apartment. When I messaged him, he was in New Mexico (we’re from somewhere between there and Arkansas). I was drunk on wine, in distress with my boyfriend at the time, and honestly just missed him… and, if I’m honest, his big cock that he knows how to use.

He was on his last day in NM and suggested stopping on his way back to see me, but we were both in relationships that, admittedly, weren’t going anywhere and I said no. I told him I needed to break up with my boyfriend and he needed to with his girlfriend if we were going to start back up right. Within a few days, those had both happened and we were free to be together.

Caught fucking my (23f) brother’s best friend at a party

I was 13 when I first met Drew. My brother, Will, had brought him home from university for Thanksgiving. His family lived 8 hours away and he didn’t want to catch the flight. I remember helping my mom when he walked in and dropping the spatula on the floor in awe of him.

He’s tall with broad shoulders, with tan skin and piercing amber eyes. His dirty blond hair covered his head in waves, which he would occasionally shake away from his eyes. I regained my composure and introduced myself, unable to stop staring for the rest of that night… and every time I saw him after that.

The last time I’d seen him was when I was 18. I’d been busy with school, and life in general, that I hadn’t even seen my family in at least a year.

Last summer, my mom invited me to Will’s pool party for his birthday. I’d saved up enough PTO so I took time off and drove the three hours home. I’d chosen a blue and green strapless sundress to wear there, and a purple bikini to wear underneath. I looked different than the last time they’d saw me thanks to Pilates, and I wanted to show off… plus, I knew Drew would be there.

I (23f) fucked my dad’s intern in his office

“Your dad’s Christmas party is on the 21st this year, do you think you’ll be able to make it? You know he loves showing you off.” My mom said through the phone.

“Oh, maybe. I don’t exactly give him points towards making partner anymore though.” I joked.

“Even more reason to be there. It’s always good to form connections and you’re so grown up now… he invited one of his business friends that he wants you to meet.”

I sighed and agreed to be there. I would only need to be there an hour at most and then I could go on about my Friday night. I went shopping a few days later, finding an emerald low cut sequined dress to pair with black stilettos and semi sheer tights.

The night of, I did my makeup, opting for a Smokey eye instead of my normal nude look. I curled my auburn hair, pinning back two front sections. Underneath my dress, I put on a sheer black bra and a matching thong. I planned to head over to my friends house afterwards and knew how the night would end with him.

I (23F) let my married friend use all of my holes

Dominic often came over on the weekends. We’d been friends since high school, and he’d often come to play pool with my roommate, Charlie, who was also an old friend, her boyfriend, and I. On this night, Charlie was staying the weekend at her boyfriend’s apartment. Dom decided to come over anyway.

We were sat on the couch, taking shots of monster and vodka, smoking blunts, and watching whatever looked interesting on Netflix. He seemed especially tense this weekend though. “Alright… what’s going on?” I asked, putting my hand on his knee.

“It’s Chloe. I just can’t seem to make her happy. I bought her that house, but everything is wrong anyway.” He sighed. He was genuinely sad. “She’s been cold to me lately… like she can’t stand to be around me. She goes out a lot with her friends and doesn’t come home until late.”

I rolled my eyes. Of course it was her. The entitled bitch absolutely didn’t deserve him. “Look, Dom…” I placed my hand on his, “maybe it’s just the vodka, but I don’t think Chloe deserves anything that you’ve given her. She expects it instead of being grateful.”

I (23F) accidentally slept with my boyfriend’s identical twin brother and let him creampie me

I started seeing Anthony two months prior to this, casually at first. When we started sleeping together, he kept coming back after that. In the first few weeks, we didn’t tell each other much about our lives outside of sex.

We met at a bar while I was out with my girlfriends, and he was out with his friends. It had been convenient that there was an even number of girls and guys. When my friends and I had noticed, we picked out which one we wanted.

Of course I picked the tall, muscular one in the leather jacket. His hair was dark brown and slicked back, and his eyes were just as dark; a contrast to my light auburn hair and pale green eyes. I liked the way he looked at me, like he already knew exactly where he wanted the night to go with me.

“Hey,” he smiled at me when I approached, “I’m Anthony.” He held his hand out.

I shook it firmly, “I’m Daphne. How old are you?”

He eyed me warily, “does it matter?”

I smiled and shook my head, “no. I’m just filling space.”

I (23f) snuck into the men’s locker room at my gym

It was 9:00pm when I walked through the entrance. I showed my membership card to reception and walked toward the women’s locker room. The gym closed at 12am and I knew of most of the regulars.

Most of us had attended classes together in the evening. They knew of me too, so I wasn’t worried about the moment they found me with my legs spread wide exposing my wet, tight pussy on the bench and a vibrator on my clit.

I’d contemplated this scenario long and hard (haha). I had my favorite powerful, pocket vibe in the side of my gym bag. I looked hot in the gym clothes I’d picked. A tight dark coral sports bra that pushed my 34C Breasts up and a pair of light coral leggings that accentuated my plump pussy lips and tight, full ass.

The idea itself had been hasty; an idea born from stuffing every one of my holes with some type of toy. I wanted it for real.