[M]y girl[F]riend did something small and non sexual (from her perspective anyway) which blew my mind (femdom style vibes)

So I’ve been struggling with sexuality and shame for like, a week at least now? Like, the type of “literally cannot sleep” shame. Over femdom/pegging kink.

Anyway, she’s a pretty bossy person, right. At this point, I don’t even know if this is a good thing or not. I “hate” it, but deep down, I guess I could be secretly turned on by it?

So, she doesn’t like it when I haven’t shaved in a while right, as it itches and irritates her when it rubs against her when cuddling or whatever (don’t blame her tbh, beard on skin generally doesn’t feel nice if it’s pretty short which mine usually is). So, I go in for a cuddle with her, and she forcefully says “NO! You’ve got to shave first!”. Then, I don’t even know how to explain it, there’s this gaze we have (my head is just coincidentally below hers, I’m like looking up at her which I find hot as part of femdom) and I’m like holy shit I feel like her pet right now. That only lasts like 1-2 seconds, but honestly it feels like minutes, before I realise I actually have to do what she says to get my reward. So I jump out of bed and shave ASAP.

Pegged by college feminist round 2 [MF]

Pegged by college feminist round 2

So a little more about Taylor before I dive in deeper. She was a 5 foot 10 inch tall redhead petite college feminist. She had perky C cup breast with a great ass. She was very toned with tattoos on her forearms and thighs. Now onto the story.

After my first session with Taylor I felt a bit shameful. I had never though about receiving ass play or in that fact being fucked with a rubber penis. As the days went on I was feeling better about the situation and decided I enjoyed what we did and that was that. I wasn’t going to put labels on the act other that it was pleasurable. But I caught myself thinking about her pretty frequently. I decided I would ring her up but behold within an hour I received a snap from her.

The snap was a selfie of her with hair all done making a kissy face reading “do you miss me”?! I was in class at the time and decided to take my leave and head home to hit here up. I sent her a selfie saying I could ask you the same thing. I decided to call her up because I was never a fan of texting/ snapping back and forth. She immediately picked the phone up and we set a date up.

Jerking off with the help of a [f]riend

We are both in our 30s, married to other people.

Backstory: A girl that I had a brief fling with in college. Things ended but we maintained a strong friendship and flirty chemistry. We’ve always been a little flirty with each other over the years but never crossed the line. Until recently :)

See, this girl is seriously hot, and she loves attention. She’s tall, blonde, and loves yoga, so you can imagine her body. She’s also discovering she has an intense slutty side 😍 So about a year ago she starts sending me thirst traps 😈 sexy pics in yoga outfits or dressing rooms. Classy, sexy, teasing pics, but no nudes. Which I was fine with of course, this was a pretty fun turn in our relationship :)

Slowly the chatting starting getting more and more filthy. From talking about vague fantasies to talking about making out with each other, or me going down on her. Along with this, the pics started getting more and more risque. I’d tell her how much her pics turned me on and I could tell she loved it.

[M]y [F]irst Affair….Busted

My last installment [M]y [F]irst Affair, the First Time, K and I not only were able to experience the most amazing sex either of us experienced but also realized we were beyond just fucking but actually in love. We were amazing at finding time to be together. Because she was in accounting, all of our paper records were upstairs. She would ask for me to help her move boxes which meant we were going to have a quickie. She would wear dresses most days for quick access, she also wore boots, I have a weakness for a woman in boots, there is nothing sexier to me. So here she is in a dress, boots sometimes white cotton panties sometimes nothing.

Up the stairs we would go chatting about what we needed to find, but once upstairs we were all over each other. Kissing me pulling up her dress finding her amazing ass under the dress, her finding my instantly hard cock. If she was wearing panties she would pull them down and off one leg letting they lay inside her boot on the other leg. Bending over gave me an amazing view of her gorgeous ass, and I was always able to bury myself in her instantly, this angle combined with how wet she would be and childbirth meant we could just get after it.

I’ve been letting men watch me cum for them on chat sites [F]

I’ve been going on dirty roulette and teasing men with my tits until they tell me what to do / how they want me.

I listen to them when they tell me to take my shirt/bra off for them, squeeze, pinch, and play with my nipples until they’re rock hard.

I love seeing their big cocks get hard for me while they hear me moaning and tell me what a good girl I am for them. My favorite matches are the ones that worship my pussy and tell me to rub my clit at the same speed as they stroke their cocks. It gets me insanely wet watching them get off from watching me squirm until I cum in front of their screen.

Bonus points if you have your mic on because I like to hear your voice and reactions :)

A corridor fuck when you can’t find the key [MF] (29f)

Hen parties and hotels (or bachelorette parties and motels if you’re across the pond and/or aren’t a fan of alliteration) tend to be something of a dangerous combination. Home-spun hen parties can obviously still be wild and lurid affairs, but the locality and fact there’s always the prospect of ending up back in your own bed at the end of the evening does tend to gravitate proceedings toward the marginally less raucous outing. As a great philosopher once said ‘One does not shit in one’s own back yard’, after all.

When a hen party is combined with a night or indeed, god forbid, an entire weekend away however, the world becomes your oyster. Distance represents not only both literal and metaphorical freedom, but also distance from *consequences.*

Aka. What happens on a hen party, stays on a hen party.

All of which is why, when my dear friend Kaytee (Yes, that really is how it’s spelt. Yes, it’s utterly ridiculous as I tell her every time I’ve ever found myself writing it down. Yes, I even messaged her as I was writing this to comment on its ludicrousness. And yes, I’ve had *stern* words with her parents on multiple occasions) decided to tie the knot, myself and six other friends immediately made the decision to spend far more money than was sensible to indulge in just about the most cliched hen party you can imagine.

I canceled my apps and stopped going to bars. Now I only hook up with women shopping at Target🎯 [MF]

OK this is like 50% confession and 50% life pro tip. Seriously, guys and girls—Expect more, pay less when it comes to your love life.

Hear me out, ladies—

Mature, budget-conscious, attractive bachelors who have their shit together are shopping at Target.

Listen to me, guys—

Financially responsible, stylish, independent, hot women are shopping at Target.

What’s one thing all Target shoppers have in common? They always leave with several items they didn’t even know they wanted! Position yourself appropriately, and next time, YOU could be one of those items.

And…much like Nespresso and Peloton owners, Targeters feel way more secure associating with, and thus fucking, members of their own tribe.

Combine that with seductively low prices, soothing music, and spacious, tri-mirrored dressing rooms, and you’ve got a recipe for a retail rendezvous

You might think I’m joking. And the first time it happened, I thought it was a fluke; but I kid you not, of the 6 people I’ve slept with in 2021, 1 was from the gym, 1 was the PoDeg adventure with MAGA girl (but you can read about that elsewhere), and 4 of them I met inside the walls of that glorious red bullseye.

I’ve [F] been a horny mess the last 5 weeks (3/3) *nipple play makes me cum*

Let’s fast forward to week four. I finished my GWA script and, for some goddamn reason, I decided to write a fucking sequel! I hadn’t even posted the first one, but I still wrote a second part.

This of course led to a second week of being horny, soaking through my panties, covering up with hoodies, not getting off, repeat.

And for some reason the second week was even harder! Well, I knew part of the reason.

During week four, a guest room opened up and I was able to have my own space again—sort of. The room was connected to a bathroom that also connected to another room. So while it was semi-private, there was still always the possibility of someone walking in.

I’ve been so worked up the past week that I decided to take advantage of my new space. On Saturday night, when I’m sure everyone had gone to bed, I decided to scroll through Reddit and this time be a bit more active. Usually I listen to audio porn on GWA or watch porn on different sites, but I was paranoid someone might come in and I wouldn’t be able to hear with my headphones on.

[M]y first time [MF]

Back when I was still a teen, freshly 18 and starting my second semester of Senior year, I had barely even kissed a girl.

I wasn’t really shy, per se, just wildly inexperienced and battling a lot of insecurities about myself. Not the point. A little about me: I’m about 6’1, 200 lbs, average in just about everything else. I’d describe my body type as “not terrible, but definitely enjoys pasta”.

Anyway, back to the story (that’s what y’all are here for, right? ;))

Over my high school career, I only really went on like five or six dates, and never made it past second base. Girls didn’t really want me, and I think I probably wanted them too much. I kept bouncing around, only ever finding myself in sexual situations at parties and the like, never able to go through with anything. That all changed Christmas break of senior year.

I had moved to New Orleans from a small town in Arizona about 6 years before, and never really stayed in touch with any of my old friend group. Well, my family and I road tripped out to celebrate with my grandparents, and I rekindled a relationship with Abby.

3 days hike, 6 boys 1 girl [F]

I once went to a 3 day hike program 6 teenage boys were going on ( all 18 or 19) i was 23. I love nature and i love attention. The first day was pretty normal, i did see some of them checking me out. i was wearing shorts and a sports bra that reflected my curves. i got a lot of help from the boys everyone was more than willing to help me. at night time we had two camps since i was a girl they decided to give me one tent but asked me to accommodate one guy in there because the other tent wasn’t big enough for 6 it was actually meant for 3. so I agreed and got in the tent , from inside the tent i saw them playing rock paper and scissor type game to decide who would be sleeping with me which turned me on a lot. I decided to take my top off and be topless for the guy sleeping with me.

A shy white guy was chosen and i saw his instant hard on twitch the moment he saw me topless and saw my boobs. Well one thing led to another and i ended up riding him in the tent. he was pretty decent and made me moan alot, specially by sucking my tits.