I 25 [F] Forced by 2 guys in 1 night

True Story

Me and my boyfriend of two years had been on bad terms. We talked on the phone daily but he hadn’t been home in a week and I was craving some male attention. Honestly I thought we were really over.

I called over an ex to come over and chill, he ends up giving me a massage and the next thing you know he’s rubbing his hard dick on my thighs and between my legs, at this point my I’m dripping wet but still telling him not to fuck me because I’m not ready. He pulls my hair then rub his dick across my face and slips it in my mouth. He fucks my face then he sticks two fingers inside of me and starts playing with my pussy, deeper, harder, faster, until I cum on his fingers. He tries to pull my panties off again when I tell him I don’t wanna have sex. He pushes me back and pulls my panties to the side, slides his dick in and starts fucking me. I whisper stop but it feels soooooo good. He nutted fast (precum inside me but he pulls out) he leaves. I go to sleep.

How my [F] manager [M] whored me out PART TWO.

I know, I know. The second part has been a long time coming. I’m sorry.

Go check out part one, if you want.

So… we left off with me in a fancy hotel bedroom with my boss’s boss. I was sitting in the middle of the bed, on my knees like a good little girl, waiting for Chris to come have his way with me.

He was rummaging through his suitcase, while I started taking my dress and bra off. He pulled out handcuffs and a blindfold, threw them on to the bed in front of me, and told me to put them on.

Usually I would never oblige. I’m always worried someone might record me without my knowledge but the fact that he had a lot more to lose made me feel safe.

I picked up the handcuffs and that’s when I noticed the bar. The cuffs had a bar built in to them which I learned quickly could be pulled apart to force your arms and legs to be spread. He put the first one on my ankle, grabbed me by my hip and flipped me on my stomach.
“On your knees. Doggy style.” He said.

I [26F] tortured my years-long childhood crush with his lipstick fetish years after graduation [MF]

*Note: If you’re familiar with my work, I love revisiting* [past encounters](https://www.reddit.com/user/xoleni/)*. Part of me can’t believe I haven’t written about this one yet. Maybe because it’s so laden with emotion, and set over a long and winding tale of my life—dating all the way back to childhood. I’ll try to skip the life part and head straight to the sex part as quickly as possible. But the life part is what makes the sex part so, well…triumphant. I’ll let you know when the sex starts, though.*

I still remember the day I decided I had a crush on Cole—let’s call him Cole. We were in fifth grade. Only 11, and we understood each other on a level that we didn’t with our classmates. It was like everyone else was doing addition and we’d skipped ahead to multiplication, speaking about the *world*, not just each other. Cole seemed to like the part of myself that I liked best. He seemed to see the me I hoped to be.

BF was out of town and I fucked a virgin boy! [FM]

A nerdy cute boy, skinnier than I usually like but with a cute face. Younger than me and a neighbour! lol. But anyway, he came over and he was nervous and cute so I took control and told him to kiss me.

Well, once I said that he def took over and got agressive. Ripping off our clothing. I led him to the bedroom and since it was his first time let him not use a condom. He had a normal sized dick but it had a curve up that felt great.

I thought he was going to finish in 30 seconds, but to my surprise he pounded on me for about 15 minutes. Asking to try every position / just tossing my little body.

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Doggy style must’ve been too much for him because he filled my pussy up with his cum without warning. I kissed him goodbye and sent him home, then used my hitachi on myself with his cum leaking out of me to make myself cum.

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I am so turned on again when i was writing this. You can DM me to talk more about it or may be more!

The longest hand job [MF]

This happened a couple of years ago. I was thinking about some adventures I had with an old FWB. This is just one of them.

I used to work downtown in a large city. I had a place in the burbs because rent was way cheaper. So I used to drive to the train station and then ride the rest of the way into the city and had a short walk to my office.

I had a good friend that was a FWB and a teacher. We used to hook up when it was convenient. She had a professional development conference downtown one day that was not far from my office. She drove and parked downtown. Conveniently, her route home would go right by the train station where my car was parked. She offered me a ride to my car and said we can catch up in the car. She me up picked at the end of the day in front of my office and I jumped in. She drove off toward the expressway.

Massage fantasy achieved [MF]

Massage Fantasy Achieved

u/maybeishouldntpostit wrote up her experience with me (M)

It was incredible from my point of view.

I felt in complete control, like I was in the matrix. Everything I did was gold. I could see the next move before it happened. All of my strokes were perfect and this was due to our chemistry, which was there Bessie I knew the exact boundaries.

Without further ado, here it is from her perspective:

Massage Fantasy Achieved!!

I walked into the spa wearing my pink and gold pineapple facemask (because I’m socially responsible like that) and see a tall broad gentleman. I was thankful for the mask because I was grinning like an idiot. He led me to a small room with low lighting, relaxing music, and a massage table and my skin was already tingling. He told me in a low tone, through his own mask, to undress and lay prone under the sheet. He stepped out, as this would be normal procedure, but it made me chuckle a bit because I knew he was going to not only see me naked but have his hands all over me in a few short minutes. I followed his directions (like the good little submissive woman I am) and sighed with contentment as the soft sheet settled over my tingling skin. I rested my face down on the cushion and tried to collect myself, recalling his reminder that this was his place of employment and I wouldn’t be able to make any noise. Me? Not make noise? Fuck, this was going to be torture by pleasure!

[MF] been fucking my wife/neighbor

(Be sleeping with are neighbor and wife bestfriend )

Fucked are neighbor, who also my wife best friend

So some background we been living in are house I. The county for about 8 years and we really don’t have any close neighbors, closes probably around 2 miles through the woods.
Her and my wife have become best friend with her being single and having the same age daughters.

So this all started about a year ago, she was over at are house venting about life, so we told her we were going out since the kids were at grandmas. So we went to the bar, I didn’t drink much bc I was driving. My wife was getting pretty drunk. Are neighbor (Natalie) was like let’s go back to my house and drink some more, this way I could drink some.

We get back to Natalie house and start drinking and playing card, then decide to get in the hot tub, we’re in there for good 20 minutes and my wife is fully wasted, and says she got to lay down in the guest bed, which I knew she was done for the night and would not here from her till morning.

[M]ore wet than expected after a night out with a [f]e[m]ale [f]riend [group]

“I am going for a happy hour with P, I will likely be late”

“OK, have fun!” I replied and she replied back with a few emoticons.

P, short for Penelope was her best friend from college who was back in town for work, I knew that they had gotten up to no good during their younger years and I expected them to get trashed that night.

I didn’t hear from her until around 11 pm when she opened the front door. She was visibly drunk, bloodshot eyes, slurred speech, uncoordinated.

I asked her how her night was, “Great we partied hard and met the owners of a studio, they were very friendly and we got very drunk… can I have water?” She replied as she sat on the floor resting her back on the sofa. 

[M]y high school [F]riend turning into something more. 10 years in the making.

There’s going to be some build up to the main event, so hold on tight (I think the build up is the best part anyway). To start, we will begin back in the summer of 2010. I had just graduated from high school and was enjoying my time off. I continued to be in touch with Veronica, a classmate who I had a love-hate friendship with the past few years. Long story. After graduating high school, it seemed like a flip switched for us. Maybe it was the new-found freedom or the fact that we were both simultaneously single, but the sexual tension between us really ramped up.

Unfortunately nothing really came of that summer since we both had our own travel plans. Then we shipped off to different colleges on the east coast so the tension remained long-distance and virtual for a while. We texted and video chatted pretty frequently, with enough innuendo and sexual topics to steer the relationship away from just friends and into something more. What that “more” would be, I had no idea. And I had no idea how oddly it would play out.

Learning to fuck my twink ass with big toys [M]

So to start off I am now in my 30s but have been reminiscing about my high school experimentation years.
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I was a popular guy, always had a girlfriend and had no issues hooking up with girls my age. I was straight but did spend 1/2 my “porn time” looking up and jacking off to gay porn of all kinds. I assumed maybe this was normal? I was a small teen- literally 4ft 11 my freshman year but graduated at 6ft – always very thin but athletic. I played soccer, was semi grunge, and had shaggy blonde hair if that helps put a picture in your head.
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These particular memories are about teen me eagerly wanting to put anything and everything dick shaped in my ass as I was not ready to admit I may have wanted the real thing. It started small with permanent markers and hair brush handles and ended with an 8 inch plastic tool designed to help blenders mix better, deep in my ass.
I literally would use it, wash it and put it back in the rando drawer in the kitchen. I had a little stache in my closet with a dozen “toys”. They were all hard plastic toys, or tube shaped objects and my little ass was so tight I couldn’t ever get things as wide or deep as I wanted without extreme effort.
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