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34 F Widow. Got fucked Hard by 28M almost after a year 🥲

Hi I’m 34 F Sikh Widow, Single Mom, Receptionist, Chandigarh India.

Yesterday night i was feeling really alone at my work desk. I got someone on here 28M, 6ft tall, Muscular Man. Made nice conversation after my working hour we got coffee at 5 am i was really feeling tired. 😴

He asked me to get room with his bcz we discussed about our desires too. I really couldn’t refuse his offer bcz i was turned on & he so.

So we booked a nice hotel, took warm bath together 🚿 🛁 🛀 then we did nice foreplay, first i sucked him good swallow every drop of his cum, then he licked me soooo good that i feel all over the world in heaven & then i give him good mouth again to make it for me & then he fucked me really hard 🥺 in every fucking position. I got 3 orgasms 🤭 squirted a lil too. Then he filled me up full that his cum dripping out of my pussy.

We did 3 rounds. Thank god i was feeling very lucky 😌
Hope you’re all excited to get full story of fucking. 😇

24M I really want to do anal but my GF(19) finds it disgusting. So I want to find an anal loving girl/buttslut to cheat with.

We’ve been together for 2 years. I told her that how much I like anal, it gives me more pleasure and satisfaction to fuck a girls ass then fucking her pussy. Tried everything to convince her even begged her but no result. So I decided to find a girl who’s really into anal, because I realized even if she would give it a try, it would take a long time to train her, so what I need is a girl who’s an anal pro, who’s absolutely crazy about it and who loves to do it as much as me. If you think you could help me, feel free to share your thoughts or you could always just DM me.

[F23] He gave me a hard fuck that cracked open a new kink in my brain.

I was actually sent to another plane last night by the person I’m seeing.

Being lightly choked in bed and slightly raw, harsh sex have always appealed to me. I adore watching him finger me because I’m also interested by hands, but I hadn’t really given it much thought until now.

He was railing into me last night when I was prone and he had one hand on my neck. The sensation he gave me inside of me made it difficult for me to keep my eyes open, and the sound of him slapping against my ass as I saturated him was unholy. He dragged my head back farther when, all of a sudden, he reached down and stuck two long, thick fingers deep inside my mouth with his other hand. I was compelled to suck on them, and the act made me feel incredibly weak. I think I blacked out and tears were streaming down my face as he finally finished inside of me because I came so much harder than I ever did. Read more »

I visited a swingersclub with my fwb [24F]

I find the idea of a swingers club fascinating. But I also have to admit I find them a bit scary to just go there on my own (at the one nearest to me women can go alone, men must be part of a couple). The other part is that a lot of people who go there are a lot older than me. While age difference isn’t a big problem for me it is something that makes it a bit tensive for me.

I was talking to a fwb of mine (Let’s call him Dave) in a bar and we talked about sexual things that were on our bucket list. I told him about my fantasy of going to a swingers club, being around people having sex while having sex yourself, the casualness of sex, all those things. He told me he had thought about it too but for a different reason. In his words ‘swingerclubs are an amazing opportunity to fuck Milfs.” We talked about it some more and decided to look into it so that we could go together. Read more »

The Woman with a Cigarette — 2

The second instalment of The Woman with a Cigarette is here –

[The Woman with a Cigarette – 2](https://indiankink.substack.com/p/the-woman-with-a-cigarette-2)

This is story is about Aisha. I’d met her early January, on an evening which was going pretty downhill. Pretty and pensive, Aisha was smoking, a cigarette after cigarette.

It’s a story about knowing strangers, it’s a story about complexity in lives of people whom we pass by all the time, never to ask them how they are doing.

Well, if it sounds unsexy, it isn’t. Yes, it doesn’t start with the fun and light notes like [An Evening with the Girls](https://indiankink.substack.com/p/an-evening-with-the-girls-1); but there’s lots of sex. And even if it technically was a one-night stand, there’s a breadth of emotions and desires involved. Lust and love are potent emotions, especially if they aren’t for the same person.

P.S. If you haven’t read the Part 1, you can find the link to it in this post

Happy Reading!

wet t-shirt “contest” (F20/M19/F19) [C/NC, pee, Ff, MF]

Rose (F19) thought she understood our drunken, highly indecent proposal. My girlfriend (Janey, F20) and I (Andy, M19) dared her to star in a wet t-shirt contest at midnight in the secluded backyard at Janey’s parents’ house. The only thing slightly weird was that Janey was going to handcuff Rose. But Rose was cool with that as long as there was no sexual contact between the girls. Rose was *not*attracted to girls, she reminded us several times as the three of us got drunker and drunker, courtesy of Janey’s mom’s liquor cabinet.

This was warm, clear August evening off the Carefree Highway, north of Phoenix. Not only was the backyard secluded, the whole property was—the nearest neighbor was three-tenths of a mile away.

Rose didn’t stop to think about it, but by 10:45 she’d peed three times, while neither Janey nor I had even once. At 11:30, as she hit the head yet again, Janey disappeared and came back with a pillow and a black backpack from which we could hear the clinking and clanking of the handcuffs. At right about 11:45, we went outside. I turned my back as Janey helped Rose remove her top and bra, replacing them with a white t-shirt. The discarded garments went into the backpack. Rose blushed as I saw her outfit, her grapefruit-sized boobs free and loose. It was these nice knockers that gave Janey the t-shirt contest idea in the first place. Janey had her lay down in the grass, the moon directly overhead. She put the pillow under the girl’s head. Read more »

The time I had sex with four boys on Halloween [26F]

I was a junior in college. This all took place on a Saturday.

Boy #1: On Friday, the night before this, my roommates and I had a small Halloween get together at our place with our boyfriends/fwbs for the evening. We all got pretty drunk and eventually went to bed. I had sex with my fwb before going to bed. The first thing I do when I wake up is rub his cock before giving him head and riding him. He left and I got ready for my day.

Boy #2: while I was upstairs with my fwb another fwb texted me asking what I was up to. I told him that I was busy and that I was sorry. I was still horny and when he kept the conversation sexual I invited him over. Once he got to my house we went to my room and we fucked. It wasn’t amazing but the idea that this was the second guy I fucked before noon made it so naughty. Read more »

Best friends do it better Part 4 [M37/F25]

The next morning we were lying in bed talking about all the people we knew. (Katherine and I share coworkers in a similar but different way). She was talking about the guys she found attractive, and towards the end of our conversation I started pointing out the women I found hot. Katherine suddenly jumped up and stated that she had to shower and get ready for work.

“Did I do something wrong?” I asked confused by the sudden change in her mood.

“No, I just should get going.” She said in an icy tone. And with that she jumped from the bed giving me a long look at her ass as she left the room. I went and made coffee while she showered and when she came out fully dressed she asked for it to go. I knew I had screwed up but I didn’t know how.

A few days had gone by before I heard from her in any way. My heart excitedly started pounding in my chest as I read her text. Meet me in the lobby. I know I must have jumped up from my desk as I ran to the lobby to greet her but instead of her beautiful smile that I was expecting, her lips were pursed and anger was in her eyes. “Uh oh” was all my brain could think as I approached her. “Hey, what’s up?” I asked nervously. Read more »

Hailey’s New Dildo Is Exciting

[Hailey](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10mbyy8/haileys_new_dildo_seems_special/) has been taking advantage of her professor since she decided to stop taking advantage of her hunk of a roommate. You see, not long ago while window shopping for a new toy online she stumbled on a site selling “the most realistic experience”. Instead of having names like “Bad Monster”, “The Billy”, or “Stud”. They were named things like “Cute Coworker”, “Economics Professor”, and “College Crush”, and Hailey could attest for the quality of the last one. Turns out when she fucked herself with her new dildo, she was actually fucking the owner it was based on. She was really close with her roommate, and felt bad for taking advantage of him so she moved on to a new toy, her economics professor.

“Okay, everyone enjoy the weekend.” Her professor dismissed class.

“Hey teach, just making sure nothings due on Monday, I’m going to be working all weekend. So I need to plan accordingly.” They didn’t actually have anything due, they were having a test Monday and Professor Ferron never assigned homework before a test. Read more »

Coming home to Mom | Part 2 – Consequences | [M/F] [M/S] [INC] [dub con]

Dear Reader(s),

[If you’re just joining in, you need to read Part 1 to understand this story.](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/10i4j1r/ms_coming_home_to_mom_part_1_promises/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)

To the others, thank you for the overwhelming response to my story. I appreciate those of you who have been calling me out on my insensitivity in the last part. This exercise is for me to process many pages of memories, to make connections that I didn’t make earlier, and figure out how I ended up where I am.

When I said, lovely reader, that I intend to take you along as my judge and witness, I meant it. I submit myself to your judgment and your mirth, your sympathy and your empathy. I want to start this part by talking a bit about a memory that I think will serve as an important context to this story.

#How it all began – An overheard conversation.

I remember, as a child, overhearing a particularly aggressive fight between my mom and my dad. My mom and I had never known, outside of us, a home that could ever be called whole. She was a product of a broken home, and so was I. Our destinies were entwined by not only a strong biological bond, but also a shared experience of abandonment. Read more »