I [F38] had sex with a random guy the night I signed the divorce papers [F]

Okay I am not proud of this and maybe I should even be ashamed. If you look at my post history, you’ll see that I haven’t exactly been a good wife. So, I think it’s a good thing that my husband gets to find someone better. In any case, I have enjoyed the freedom of being a slut now that I am single again.

I’ll make this quick, but the night that I signed the papers and everything was done, I had this irresistible urge to get fucked by someone random. I can’t explain it, but I wanted it to be both a reward and a punishment. So I went to a club and flirted shamelessly with guys half my age. I made it very clear that I want to fuck later. This one guy knew exactly how to treat me. He treated me like a slut. He was calling me names a few minutes after we started talking, and I knew I had to take him home.

He was 19, and I don’t really remember his name. But he knew he could use me and use me he did. I lost count of how many times he slapped me that night. I loved every moment of it. Every rough instance made me feel more free. It was amazing.

How I (22) recovered from one of the worst cockblocks in human history and ended a long dry spell [MF]

Hi guys, long-time lurker here. I finally decided to tell a story of my own. English ain’t my first language, but I hope it will be all right, anyway. I don’t have „that“ many stories to tell, but I hope you guys will like this one at least. This is the story of the ending of a looong dry spell. Since it’s been over 10 years, some details aren’t as sharp as they used to be, but I think I still know the important stuff. Buckle up, ladies and gents, this story will be a long one:

*Sometimes I would like to have a time machine and go back to my single years. In hindsight, it is really easy to meet women and have sex on a constant basis. Back then however, I was a pretty insecure guy with no experience and even less confidence. It was no coincidence that I did not have sex in over a year in that time. Turns out that all women can see through your bullshit when you try to pretend being someone different than you are. Oh, and yes: I am shameless in stealing elements in story telling from u/AllTheBoysIveFckedB4. You gotta learn from the best, right?*

Publicly Indecent With An Accidental Proposal [MF]

All characters of legal age. Long chapter this time as I’ve tried to improve my writing with a bit more detail. Still based on a true story from my youth though. Amelia and I are both real but I’ve changed all names for privacy.

If you read my last story, you’ll be aware that Amelia was now taking the pill, and i mentioned how this opened up a number of new avenues of adventure for us. Well this story happened a few weeks after that first time we fucked raw.

We had spent those weeks after I came inside her that night, before the birth control had been given the chance to take full effect, worrying about whether she was pregnant. We probably should have gone and bought Plan B the next day, but we were both unsure about whether that would clash with the effects of the pill, and being naive teenagers, just did nothing. We talked about what to do if she was. Her parents would likely have murdered us both, having only had a tense discussion with them very recently about us sleeping together at all. Mine were still completely fine with us exploring our sexual desires, but Amelia being pregnant at that stage would have been difficult for them to accept too. Between the two of us though, we were that in love that we pretty much decided we’d keep it and somehow make it work, if that was what it came to. We even picked names! Fortunately though, she got her period as expected which was a relief, but had given us an insight into a future we both wanted at some point down the line.

[MF] Revenge

I (19F) have always been a chubby girl. I’m average and not the most attractive, but to get dates I started having sex on the first date. When I was 18, Tami was my worst nightmare. She got all the popular girls calling me fat, and ugly, telling everyone around that I slept around with guys. I was lonely and isolated but still a couple nights a week and Friday through Sunday I was going out. Granted sometimes with multiple guys and the only reason was to fuck me.

I would see in the gym showers that Tami and her friends all shaved their pussies, I didn’t. I have natural black hair and that is the color between my legs. My mom wouldn’t let me shave it before, and now I don’t because so many guys like it.

At 20, Tami married a college jock, senior. She got pregnant by him and dropped out of college, now she’s moved back so she could work for her father. I work there too during summer breaks. Tami has gained weight, and is still a total bitch. To hear her husband talk, she demeans him all the time.

I Can’t believe I lost my consciousness while fucking. [MF]

**”EVERYBODY IN THIS STORY IS OVER 18”**

Have you ever experienced sex so intense that it made you feel like you were on a euphoric high?

I didn’t think it was possible until that day.

My bf effortlessly lifted my entire body with his strong arms, lifted me off the ground, and effortlessly put his dick inside me.

He was thrusting with such force that I was completely lost in the moment.

I couldn’t even open my eyes or gather my thoughts.

Every part of me belonged to him.

Suddenly, I was moaning uncontrollably and feeling like I was in heaven as he relentlessly pounded me from the back with his massive cock.

I was consumed by passion, and I lost all sense of time and space.

I squirted all over his chest, but he didn’t stop.

He continued pushing me to the brink of insanity as I experienced orgasm after orgasm.

Finally, he intuitively sensed my limits and began to slow down.

He gradually transitioned from intense sex to gentle and passionate one, kissing me slowly and whispering words of love into my ears.

Hiking and Orgasms, Perfect [MF]

We’ve taken a weekend trip to the mountains. It’s our last day and we wanted to get out and enjoy the scenery. It’s sunny and hot as we cross a river in the trail and head towards another bend. We’ve had plenty of sex on this trip but there is something about the sports bra and leggings you’re wearing. I’ve been following you along this trail for the last 2 hours. I have the motions of your ass etched in my brain. You have the best ass on the planet. You stop at the bend and reach into the back pack for some water. I take that moment to brush the hair that escaped your pony tail away from your neck. I let my hand stay a bit longer than it needed to.

I’ve always loved playing in public places, this place felt private. We haven’t seen another hiker for over an hour. I grab your hand and pull you out of sight of the trail. There are some trees rocks and a little grassy area. I push you up against the rock and move in for a deep kiss. I decide then and there. We’re going to fuck. I need you. Your lips are salty from the sweat but like always, your mouth is hot and your tongue is sweet. I tickle your exposed rib cage eliciting a deep growl from you. You’re into this too, I can tell by your body language. You’re nipples are poking through your sports bra and my cock is jutting out the top of my shorts.

I was Cum Shamed at a Bikini Contest [FM]

Ok, one of my friends told me about this bikini contest. It’s a little far away, and it’s this biker bar bikini type of vibe. He’s knows the ppl who are running it. He thinks its an easy win for me. Just show up, wear the skimpiest bikini you can, and flirt with the judges. Maybe if I ‘help them out’, they can ‘help me out’. Hmmm, okay :-) And the money jackpot was a lot of money. So I’m like, sure why not.

I’ve done bikini contests, so I get the whole culture. Bunch of guys ogling girls, cat calling, drinking, guys being ‘handsy’. That sort of rowdy stuff. All in good fun, we all know why everybody is there.

So we’re at this biker bar place. And it’s fucking crazy packed. Much busier than I expected. Us girls are in the back getting ready with makeup and getting dressed and whatever. The bikini I pick out, is fucking crazy skimpy. This pink/purple metallic thing, that basically just cover my nipples. My tits are just out there. Whatever, we all know why we’re here for.

I [FMM] 18 19 20 let two of my best friends fuck me for my 18th birthday

So I have a really close friend group, we always flirt in a joking way and stuff, but for my 18th birthday I got a little drunk and they were staying the night at my house and well, we ended up playing video games and the loser had to strip basically, so I ended up in my panties only.
Then I started teasing them about how unfair it is, and I tried to playfully take their shirts off. We ended up wrestling and I was fingered before I knew it.
I wasn’t sure how I felt about it, but I eventually caved when one of them started fingering me and the other started sucking in my tits (small tits, but still tits haha) and they ended up pinning me down, face into my hard wood floor, and taking turns fucking me. Grabbing my hair and pulling it, choking me.
One ended up cumming on my pussy and ass, while the other entered me.
I was sore the next morning.
They did an excellent job of working me out.
The best birthday I’ve ever had.

[MF] Our trip to Charleston. Part 5 (finale)

In this one, I will cut most of the dialog and minor details to get more of the juicy stuff down.

  We cleaned up, put on clothes, and wished our new friends goodbye. Before she left, Blair gave us an address and invited us to a small get-together the next day.  We were informed to buy some masks and not to ask for names when we got there. 

   The following day, we went to eat, did some sightseeing, and bought some masks.  I found a white deer mask with antlers that covered the top half of my face, and my wife got a blue, green fox mask to match one of her dresses.

  We drove to the provided address at around 9 pm.  The area was very secluded, with only one access road. It was a vast Tudor-style mansion surrounded by an 8-foot brick fence. I shared my excitement and nervousness with my wife and asked her if she thought the was going to be a sex party.  She shrugged and told me that she guessed we’d find out. 

[MF] Room 1716 Part 2: choices and being mesmerized

I had a rule about seeing sex workers. It might be weird for some, but I don’t do second visits. I always saw it as just me scratching an itch. Just me having some fun with minimal emotional investment. I didn’t want any emotional attachments. I can assure you that I am never rude to the girls. Always polite and kind but I have always avoided mixing any of my emotions into it. It’s inappropriate. They are doing their job.

M is different. I couldn’t get the thoughts of her out of my system. Since I saw her on Thursday, her scent, her body, the sound of her voice has been haunting me. I talked to my friends about her. I tried to rationalize it. I tried to stick with my rule.

In the end, it felt like my brain lost out to a mixture of my heart and my dick. I set up a session against my better judgement. Or was it against my better judgement? It felt like one of those things that I would regret because I chose not to do rather than choosing to do it.