Daddy takes me in the closet

Ive always imagined my father fucking my young black wet pussy! This is the story of us in the closet… We have a big family I share a room with my 2 sisters. And my 3 brothers sleep in there room my nanny has her own room and my parents there room… yeah big family we needed a place to fuck where we wouldn’t get caught!

I never excepted it to happen like this, I woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom.
I’m sitting on the toilet pissing when the door opens! In a big family you have to remember to lock the door!
There stood my father he wasn’t expecting me to be pissing. We didn’t say anything he just let me finish. I got up wiped my pussy and pulled my panties up and went to the sink to wash my hands. He was still standing there staring. I squeezed past him I could feel his massive cock rub against my back! Excuse me I said as I pushed passed him.

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Jane’s Mishaps With Teleportation (Fictional)

Jane Archer is an inventor, dedicated to impress the scientific community with her latest groundbreaking inventions with various degrees of success. She was at an american expo for fellow inventors, where people from around the world could come one stage to demonstrate their latest scientific achievement; and Jane’s latest creation was bound to impress her peers that night. She was dressed in her smartest pants suit, the polyester hugs her smooth, hourglass like figure as she enters the auditorium. With her coal dark hair neatly tied into a bun, she was ready to walk on stage and present herself to over two hundred different inventors and people willing to fiance the best device on display. As the bright stage lights shine in her eyes, a nervous bid of sweat slowly slides down the dark skin of her face. “Ladies and gentlemen, fellow scientist and inventors.” She boldly said, addressing the audience. “Today i present the latest break through in teleportation!” She unveils a podium where a small device sits on top: it was roughly the size of a mug.

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Coach D part 2

Coach D showed up as promised to cut my grass, he was in soccer clothes.

Are those the only clothes you own? I asked him trying to sound funny.

I’m not going to cut your grass in a suit. He says laughing.

I laugh so hard I snort. Fuck Annabelle??‍♂‍ get it together your not 12 you’re a grown woman!

Coach D has his own equipment, he explains he cuts grass to keep cash in his pocket and to keep him busy since retirement. I ask him what kind of pizza he likes and how long it would take for him to finish so I could order it.

I let him get to it trying not to bother him. I go into the kitchen and watch him cut my grass. ? it’s so funny I’ve never watched my husband cut the grass. Coach takes of his shirt his black body is Hot! He has sweet dripping from his bald head. I could see a bulge in his pants but now that I think about it, it was probably his cell phone.
As I continue to watch him he sees one of my kids basketball balls, picks it up and shoots towards the basketball goal.
He completely misses and I giggle at the attempt.

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A teenager’s first ever orgasm (REAL)

***N.B. This isn’t fiction, this is my real diary entry and I’m not a writer so please be kind with your comments! See bottom of post for more info*** **??**

Umm… so I just had my first ever orgasm! ?And it was every bit as amazing as they say it is. 

Basically, Daisy and I were watching TV in her room (we’re not allowed to watch it this late but Mum and Dad went to bed really early so we snuck downstairs and switched it on). Geordie Shore was on – I don’t really watch it usually but I’ve seen bits and I know who everyone is on it. Anyway, it was all the usual stuff, like drinking and arguing etc. and then these two characters on it started kissing in the house and it was a really long, passionate kiss. I often feel a bit of a stir ‘down there’ when I see kissing on TV, but this was really strong – I could feel myself almost throbbing as they kissed and moved their hands all over each other. Daisy was obviously freaking out because she’s 11 and thinks it’s all disgusting, so I was pretending not to be interested while also trying to shut her up because I obviously was actually SUPER interested ?and wanted to see what happened.

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Coach D

I’m the only married mom on my boy’s soccer team, my 2 boys play for Coach D. Calling him Coach D sparks the corny jokes through the single mom club, I’d take some Coach D, or is Coach a vitamin cus I could use some D! Do you think Coach has a capital D.??‍♂‍

I’m married so I’m not allowed to joke around, I’d say Coach what comes after D? Idk Coach let me C ?!
Aren’t you married? The moms would ask. I mean it was just a joke!

Any way I don’t volunteer anymore, every time I bring snacks the single women attack verbally attack me. I brought everyone pizza, must be nice to have husband who can afford it! I made healthy smoothies, Coach said great healthy those taste great Mrs. Anderson. Karen the lead of the single mom club whispers trying to suck that D slut, the other mothers laughed that was the last time!

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Quarantined and Kinky: Meet Cade (FM)

Day 10 of Quarantine

Veda

Cade has me tied down and sprawled out. My limbs each point toward a corner of the bed. He uses an ice cube to draw a line down the center of my body. I can feel the melted water pool in my belly button. I’m naked. The chill of the ice sends instant goosebumps all around my body. My nipples feel razor sharp. The ice reaches my pubic mound, and the chilly melt dribbles down my awakening womanhood. Despite the coolness, I can feel my blood flow shift to my pleasure organs.

He has been working me for a while now. He’s brought me up and down several times already, his edging relentless. He has a new, full ice cube, and places it at the top of my opening, just above my clit. I start to tug at the restraints, my body reacting to the unusual but erotic sensation. Cade looks focused, determined. He takes the corner of the cube and just grazes my clit; the harmony of the cold and having the sensitive nub touched is insanely arousing. He applies more pressure, the ice melting faster from the heat between my folds.

Take a chance with coffee

It started with a follow, social media is a great ice breaker. I scrolled through her photos, I went slowly because I didn’t want to accidently like a photo of her from years ago, didn’t want her to notice I’d be stalking her life. I’m sure she did the same to mine.

I see her every week and I still get butterflies in the tummy even though we talk, even though I’m comfortable with her and she with me. I can’t quite put my finger on why we’ve clicked but I do so very much like it. I wonder if she feels the same.

We hugged the other day, I was telling her about a milestone I had and she leant in a gave me a hug, the smell of her perfume was so good, her body pressed against mine, I wish it would have lasted longer. I think I might ask her for a coffee, she’s always holding one so I know she likes it.

She said yes, we’re going for coffee at 2pm tomorrow, she said at her place, I was shocked, I thought we’d go to a cafe. But now I have her address and phone number I don’t think this could have worked out better. I bet she did stalk my profile, I know she did.

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The state o[F] [M]y wife after messaging a redditor

I walked up the stairs wondering what was taking my wife(u/j_jonah_bjameson) so long to fold the laundry. As I turned the corner I could see. There she was at the end of the bed facing the door that I stood in. A look of lust in her eyes as she furiously typed away on her phone. She was fully clothed in her yoga outfit. However, I could see she was slowly grinding against the edge of the bed. Teasing herself as she read whatever a redditor was messaging her.

I told her she looked busy as I walked towards her. She distractedly mumbled a yeah as she focused on her screen. I positioned myself behind her and leaned overtop of her. She instantly changed from grinding on the bed to pushing back against the growing bulge in my pants. She still kept typing as she did this. My hands started to wander up her shirt as she grinded against me. I reached around and began to massage her breasts. Feeling them, grabbing them, pinching her beautiful nipples. She let out a small gasp. I wasn’t sure if it was from me or something the redditor messaged her.

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Nudist Camping Part 1 (repost)

editors note: This is a repost from a long time ago in a different subreddit. I had forgotten all about it and was going to write about my stop at the nudist campground and somehow just didn’t get to it. I guess that is my life on the road enjoying being busy and active. I will try to remember to finish it this time, but for now just enjoy.

I just keep wearing less and less clothes and wanting to be naked more and more. In searching my next destination I found a nudist camp ground, and although nervous I had to check it out.

After a 5 and a half hour drive I was ready to relax. A nice man older man who was clothed met me at the gate. I was actually a little surprised that he was clothed but then again I did not know what to expect.

He gave me the rules of the resort. Clothing is optional so wear as much or as little as you want. Try not to stare if you can as it might make some people uncomfortable. No sex in public areas such as the beach, the pool, picnic areas, or on public trails.

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Plumber stories: the dick-sucking edition (pt. 3)

I’m in some kind of Chinese finger cuffs situation with our plumber who was working on our home renovation before the shutdown. The more we both try to resist the attraction, the more locked in we become. I just googled “Chinese finger cuffs” to see if it meant what I thought it did–and apparently Chasing Amy brought about a new definition: a spit roast. Also appropriate. If that’s the only way I could have him, I’d take it. We’re both married. You can read more backstory [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/g8roxe/super_hot_for_the_plumber_renovating_our_house_im/) and [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/g8tkua/plumber_stories_part_2_the_swollen_pussy_edition/)

The home scene for the plumber isn’t a dead bedroom. He has an attractive wife, they have sex, but as an example: it causes a real kerfuffle if he’s “caught” masturbating–especially if porn is involved. (Side note: last time this happened he said to me, “At least I didn’t tell her I was thinking about you.”) This kind of scenario, where she’s walking in and he’s already turned on, makes me completely crazy! I can’t imagine not being excited to find that man stroking it! Also: I would love it if my husband were horny enough for me to “catch” him jerking off, but alas, anytime he’s cumming, I’m there to receive it, and I could take some more. e.g. here I am writing this, when I could be….