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I’ve been doing this since my divorce at the start of the pandemic. I generally have sex 3-5 nights pers week with one or two premium escorts. It’s intense, fun, and it clears my head for work. I’ve never slept better in my life, or felt more calm and powerful. Perhaps this phase will pass, but for now I can’t imagine returning to a “normal” relationship.
End of confession. [Examples here.](https://reddit.com/r/AllAboutWealth/comments/uv4dzg/premium_escorts_sent_to_me_on_their_way_up/)
There’s a long boring back story that I can give if y’all want. Basically I’ve had this male roommate for almost three years and we always make sexual jokes and have our hot and heavy moments but never have fucked before. So the other day he said he was gonna take a sexual break from me but then that night gave me a full nude (which he knows always turns me on). Since then he has been sleeping in my bed but won’t even touch me no boob grab or anything even though I press up on him. So i thought he was serious about the sexual break until he made a sexual joke that sounded serious (no follow through). I’ve had this sexual tension building up for awhile now but don’t know what to do. Here are a few ideas feel free to give me yours!
• masturbate a lil louder or when he coming home from work bc first thing he does is walk in my room
•walk in when i know he is masturbating and just stand there for awhile then walk away
•keep asking for the massages
Feel free to dm but I don’t want to meet, don’t want to see your pics, I won’t send you any of me and I definitely don’t want to rate your cock.
Me and my husband got together when we were young and pretty instantly got started in the hotwife lifestyle. I was 18 and he was 20.
We are 38 and 39 now and got married at 24 and 26. Is always wanted to see the northern lights so we booked a northern lights cruise for our honeymoon. We were going to spend a week in London straight after the wedding and then set sail from Southampton on a two week cruise.
The first couple of days are at sea and there’s not really much to do other than eat, drink and walk around. My husband had made friends with a guy called Scott. They started off talking about football and pretty much hit it off from there. Scott was on his own and ironically while we were on our honeymoon he was celebrating his divorce by treating himself lol. He said after a couple of years of court battles and constant arguing he had decided he wanted some peace, left his phone at home and booked a last minute deal to get away from everything. He was 43 and always wanted to see the northern lights but she wasn’t interested so he thought why not?
So first of all I want to say that I’m from italy, even tho I’ve been living in America for many years now, I still often get confused with the lenguage especially when writing, so don’t be too hard on me in case of any nasty grammar mistakes.
I’m kinda ashamed of sharing this, I’m guessing most of you share your stories here because you find them hot (and to an extent I might do aswell) but mostly I’m doing this because I kinda need to get it off my chest.
Before going into what happened I would like to explain my background a little, I’m pretty much a total nymphomaniac, I’ve always had a really high sex drive, even since a child I would be curious about sex way more than any other girls my age, and as a teenager I just went completely crazy with it and would finger myself way more than I would like to admit, I would also very often watch porn, and when I wasn’t doing neither of those I would find myself fantasizing about sexual scenarios in my head. So yes, I’m pretty sure I’m a nympho. And sadly for me I find most of the guys I know really unattractive and don’t have a partner so I have to deal with this urges myself.
This happened when me and my boyfriend were teenagers and had limited opportunities to fuck so we had to get in it anytime we could. His parents had a backyard pool and I came over one hot day to swim with him. I decided on a sexy red bikini that still covered enough to be appropriate to wear around his family.
His parents were inside working from home and we were alone outside. I began teasing him by rubbing myself down with a tanning oil spray. I made sure to caress my boobs and thighs as I rubbed myself down, making eye contact with him. He began getting hard through his trunks and got into the pool. I climbed into the pool and we swam around for a while, joking around and having a good time. His fingers would brush against my back and legs and I was getting turned on. I could feel my clit throbbing gently, aching to be rubbed. We would steal quick kisses, and I would brush my fingertips against the bulge in his swim trunks.
I started an fitness discord server last year and as I welcomed members, one had a beauty that stood out from the beginning.
I messaged her welcoming to the group and we made small talk about life, working out, etc.
Over time, things became increasingly flirty and eventually one night our texts turned very sexual and we exchanged nudes.
I’m tall, fairly athletic, and she a gorgeous, curvy Hispanic woman who I can’t get enough of.
Our online relationship lasted for a couple months. The sexual and regular conversation were both great.
Eventually though, life happened and things fizzled as they often do.
Just recently, I reached back out to her just to see how she was and things nearly immediately rekindled.
She loves sending me pics again, teasing me in her underwear or lingerie.
Now, we’re discussing how we could possibly meet up. We both want each other so bad. Our sexual tension is unreal. She loves thinking about me bending her over or waking me up by sucking on me.
I know if we met up the fireworks would be unreal. She has this perfectly smooth pussy that I want to devour.
ok, now that title might be a lot to take in but, let me explain… (it’s a bit of a long story) also i’m not posting pics, unless i change my mind
so last week i ran into a friend which i made at a party last year and she is a really great person, i’ll call her Jess. she works with prosthetic makeup for movie,music video sets (super cool, right?) anyway, she told me that she was given a bunch of gear in a workplace raffle that Jess and a few other coworkers won and asked if i and my gf wanted to try some of the stuff. i of course said yes and we set up a day to meet at her house. i asked Nikki (my gf) and she agreed to do it too. honestly she was probably more excited than i was.
ffw to yesterday when we met up. Jess took us to a room at the back of her house that was well lit and had tarp hung up on the walls and covering the floor, i guess she likes to prepare for the worst case scenarios. she told me and Nikki to wait for a second and she came back with this huge box, and went back for another box of the same size. Nikki was super intrigued and asked immediately if she could look like a zombie (she’s obsessed with horror/halloween stuff) to which Jess replied with a big grin.
Hello story-horny people of gonewildstories! I’m back with Part 2 of “How I became a ‘frat rat!’” This installment is spicier than the first part and it can also be digested without having read Part 1, which I know was a little long! Still, a link to that is here:
[Part 1 – Fingered by a Frat Guy](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ubkevs/how_i_f19_became_a_frat_rat_part_1_getting/)
Obligatory “this happened years ago, and I am no longer 19 even though I wish I was.” Anyways, with that, onwards to the story!
My first college frat party and this is where I find myself: near to tears and alone. I think about Michael, the brother of my roommate, and how we had shared a moment of sexual intimacy I thought had meant something, only for him to go grope another random girl when he thought I wasn’t looking. I think of Veronica, my lovely roommate, who’s managed to do what I couldn’t: make friends and have a life outside of drinking shitty, cheap liquor. And then I think about myself, and I feel a swell of self-pity and self-loathing. I want to leave the party, but the door seems so far away. I want to cry, but there are too many people around. I want to scream, but then I’d just look like a lunatic.
We’re currently on our anniversary vacation, and yesterday was our first anniversary day. I went on shopping in the previous day and bought a bridal type lace bustier and a thong. Next, I spent few hours in the hotel spa going through waxing and manicure pedicure stuff.
In the morning, I woke up early in the morning, quickly had a shower and got dressed. Then I enjoyed a nice cup of tea while standing on the balcony leaning against the railing and looking out, until I heard him calling me.
I told him that I’m on the balcony. When he was moving through the large glass doors, I undid the tie on my robe, and pulled it apart, flashing him. He took time to stare at my lingerie-clad body, then reached and cradled me in his hands. We spent kissing like the first time we were, while his hands roamed on my body. I told him I got a wax, and he knelt in front of me and undid my thong. He explored my crotch like an enthusiastic child, and started eating me out. Within minutes I came.
I was hanging out in my friends dorm and we were both sitting on his bed side to side. We’ve always been platonic but I’ve always felt comfortable around him since I had know him since 9th grade. He was scrolling through his social media and eventually he got to the point where he was looking at old posts he had already liked/seen.
When he was scrolling he eventually got to a pic of my roommate in a tiny yellow bikini. It was a photo of her on her side so you could see her waist and shape (think hourglass but petite). She is a 5’3” blonde with a cups. I noticed that not only did he like the photo but he had also saved it. Let me tell you that all girls know why our bikini pics have more saves than our regular ones LOL
I started to tease him for adding her to his “spank bank” and how if he had a crush on her that he should just ask her out. He got super red and I just kept egging him on and on. I asked him if he liked her tiny swim suit and told him that I see her in even less all the time. For some reason I just jot going and eventually blurted out “you probably jerk if to her like a perv don’t you”.