My friend’s dad showed me how to pleasure myself [FM]

I was raised in a Muslim family with strict parents so I was still pretty sexually inexperienced at 19. I went to an all-girls high school and I wasn’t allowed to date or even talk to boys. I was also taught that masturbation is a sin. I would sometimes grind on my pillow at night but I hadn’t touched myself.

In my first year of college in another city away from home, I experimented with wearing more revealing, sluttier clothes. I even kissed someone at a party. I made friends with my roommate who took me home with her over the winter break and introduced me to her super good looking dad who I had an instant crush on. He was 6’3″ with broad shoulders, big hands and a deep voice which made me tingle everytime he talked! He was a Marine in Iraq so he even spoke some Arabic which I thought was pretty cool.

Even though nothing happened, there was an obvious attraction between us and we kept in touch on social media. I don’t know how, but the conversation slowly turned sexual. We would message back and forth and I would continue to grind on my pillow. A few months later, he was in town and we arranged to meet up secretly in his hotel room.

[M]y Virginity Lost Story (Non-Consent)[F]

This happened when I was 19 (early 1990s) while I was attending a small midwestern university. I was living on campus and working at gas station / oil change shop. My boss was a really good guy that helped out his family when could. That is how I met niece, Sally. She would come by the station and get free gas & services on her car. She was about 25, single mother, about 5’6”, about 250 pounds, and a very manipulative, raving bitch. Sally was simply not a good person.

From the first time I met Sally, she was hitting on me and hinting that she wanted to have sex with me. I was not interested at all and tried to politely fend off her advances. I did not want to be rude and risk my job. Well this went on for several months, until the event below happened.

19[F]irst ti[M]e being spanked

Due to conflicting schedules, the past week has been restricted to a series of flurry of flirty texts with a man I’ve been seeing recently. While a week is not an exceptionally long period of time, for someone who’s sex drive is as high as mine it can certainly be trying. For those who read my last post and are possibly interested, this is another story about Matt.

As you may or may not recall Matt is significantly older than I am and for further detail is insanely attractive. He has short but thick dark hair with a couple grey strands that match his sharp eyes. His demeanour is calm but my presence seems to make him squirm a little. I always know when I have his attention because I never seem to lose it and I fucking love it.

I got together with Matt a couple days ago for some drinks and after about half an hour we walked back to his house under the pretence of escaping the loud noise for further conversation however it was clear that talking was neither of our intentions.

So good I almost passed out! [MF]

My first story on here and on mobile so forgive grammar and formatting!

My wife and I have been together for a long time and we have great sex but there are some days when she goes above and beyond and damn is she good at what she does.

So during the day we go for a long walk (we like going for long walks and I enjoy photography). During this walk we find that it’s pretty secluded and sometimes we enjoy having a bit more fun while we’re out there but she wasn’t really feeling it but she enjoyed teasing me by flashing me and stroking me every now and again when we stopped. I’m getting horny and worked up throughout our day out but still end up not doing anything outside (May have another story of those occasions for another time) so I decide to tease her as well by rubbing her pussy when we have little breaks. She keeps telling me wait till we get home so I remain patient.

[MF] My friend’s wife

This happened around 5 or so years ago.I am a 33 yr old male and I fucked my best friends wife. I was the best man in his wedding and ever since I met her we have always had some type of attraction for each other….. One night a bunch of friends were out drinking doing a golf pub crawl in Atlanta. Most of the women were wearing sexy golf skirts and tight fitting tops, including Jess. Jess looked amazing and I knew that she would probably be spending most of the night talking to me because she didnt really know many people from the rest of the group. I’m close to her and she didn’t want to seem like a leach stuck by her husband the whole night. As the night progressed we stumbled from bar to bar taking shots, chugging beers, and ordering whatever was required on our “scorecard”. When you are doing a golf pub crawl you have a scorecard and each pub is like a different hole on a golf course. Depending on what you to decide to drink you get a score of 1, 2 or 3. It might entail two shots back to back, chug a beer, a mixed drink or whatever. So basically everyone was hammered by the 4th bar. As I suspected Jess and I continued to talk, drink and flirt with one another. We continued our conversations about life and whatever else we decided upon. You know how it is when you are wasted and you can barely hear because of the music…..you switch direction in topics like a shark in an aquarium. As the night progressed the group started to break apart. Imagine trying to corral 20 people that are shit faced. It’s impossible. I was hoping to hook up with the one single chick that was on the pub crawl with us but for some reason that didn’t happen. She was very sexy and at one point in the night asked me where I was staying. I might have missed my opportunity because I did not come up with a good answer ;) Because the bars became further apart a few of us decided to catch a cab to the next one. The people in the cab are me, Jess, and another friend. None of Ud at this point have a clue where the other 17 people are. Some are at the past bar, some st the new bar and others have gone home. The cab that we got into was rather small so Jessica decides to sit in my lap since are not traveling to far to the next bar. This is when it all started. A drunk hot 32 yr old woman wearing a skirt sitting in your lap using your neck to hold onto. Problem…. Friends wife. He is out with a few other people who have decided to do their own thing and because she is with me she is in good hands. Is she?? ;) As she is sitting in my lap I start getting a hard on. Her thong covered ass is sitting against my cock… She has to know. She starts whispering in my ear about how she thinks I’m hot, etc. typical drunk talk. I start rubbing her bare legs right up to her lace covered pussy. My buddy decides he wants to try and find the others. We let him out and goes on his journey. I inform the cab driver that we need to go home. Jessica’s hubby texted her and said where are you?? She said I’m drunk and tired and I’m going home. She said I’m with Zach and I’m in good hands. The whole ride home I’m rubbing her legs, cock growing and I’m rubbing her pussy through her lacy sheer panties. We arrive at her and her husbands house and we immediately begin to make out. She gets a text from her husband to see when he will be home. He says not sure, it’s early and I’m glad you made it home safely. She said we have a couple of hours. I ended up fucking her twice in their bed…. My friend came home 3 hrs later and he was smashed. I fucked her again while we were outside later in the night when he was passed out… We fuck to this day when he is out of town or she is available. Definitely some of the best pussy I’ve ever had.

[FM] loosing our virginity’s on prom night.

I am not an overly sexual person. I’m really only posting here on reddit to 1. Become more sexual and 2. Get better at writing as thats what I want to pursue after Uni. This is my attempt to be “good” at smut writing, thus everything below happened. I will be changing our names though for personal reasons. Enjoy?

The air was bitter and cold. Not a star was in the sky and dark heavy clouds lined the sky with the somber promise of a early spring thunderstorm.

We had snuck from the crowded high school gymnasium, into his small black two door Honda Civic where our lips grazed each others too many times to count. Between foreplay and driving, we arrived at his home-the closest to the school and marauded our ways into his house.

His parents were asleep, the two of us quiet as a mouse while we descend the cool steps into the basement that served as his bedroom. To the left, a washer and dryer set lined side by side. The right various unpacked boxes filled with unsaleable objects. Straight ahead, past an archway blacked out with an ancient wool blanket the two of us slink into his section of the under layer.

Three Tinder dates in a single day while visiting Paris [MF] x3

Sooo this happened about a year and a half ago, which was sort of the golden age of Tinder, probably because they were still looking for users and hadn’t fully monetized the site, so I’d get a lot of matches any time I would go to a new city. I think they had an automatic boost whenever you changed locations, which made matching happen quickly and easily whenever I landed somewhere.

I changed my location to Paris and had been pre-swiping a bit in the days before my trip to see if I could set up some dates, although in honesty that never worked for ,e as well as I would hope. There’s something about the app that pretty much always works with momentum – so it’s sort of like chat lots, switch to WhatsApp, meet with as little delay as possible, and then whatever happens happens – and the bigger the gap between chat and meet, the higher risk of it not working out. But I did chat with one girl, Julie, who was clever and funny if a bit pudgy, and we set a date for Saturday afternoon of my arrival. We had a kind of ‘normal’ chat – a bit flirtatious, but no sexting or anything like that, although it seemed she was game.

[MF] I Had My First One-Night Stand and I Took Her Penetrative Virginity (kinda long)

This Saturday morning I had my first one night stand.

A few weeks prior a friend of mine, Tess, really opened up to me about her sex life. It was really interesting to me because no girl had ever been as open with me about their sex lives before this. She told me all about what she liked, didn’t like, size comparisons and everything. She also felt comfortable telling me all of this because I was happily in a relationship with my then girlfriend at the time.

Last week on Wednesday I was robbed, and then the day after on the Thursday my girlfriend broke up with me with the reason being I was too angry about being robbed and not in a good place for a relationship. Then on Friday it was my birthday. I saw Endgame because it came out that day so it was an okay end to my week.

Story of our first time sharing her [MF]

Our first time was in Seattle Washington, on my 45th birthday trip. One night, a month or so before-hand, she asked if there was anything special I wanted to do in Seattle for my birthday? Offhandedly, I said “yeah, finally have a threesome with you and another guy . . .” This wasn’t the first time I had expressed a fantasy of sharing her with another guy, preferably someone she found hot. Her reaction was, of course negative. “This again?”

“Alyce, I don’t have a lot of things on my bucket list, there’s swimming with sharks, going to London and Paris and sharing you in a threesome. You asked me what I wanted to do and I told you. I get you aren’t interested, but hey, it’s what I would like . . .” She gave me a dirty look and walked away.

Three days later, after putting the kids to bed, she comes into the bedroom and tells me “I will try this once, and then you can never ask me to do it again. Okay?”

Hotel Neighbours [FM] [FM] [M]

I’ve been travelling a lot for work recently to a major city. Like most things, it a novelty at first. Hotel rooms, restaurant and planes are all very exciting at first (especially when you aren’t paying!) but it wears thin after a while and you long for the comforts of home. That said, there is one particular aspect of travelling that I love. The hotels.

I opt for a particular type of hotel when staying away for work. First and foremost, it must be close to where I need to be (obviously) but I don’t pick the most luxurious or expensive places like some of my colleagues do. I prefer the mid range places. Not the seedy, dank, no-tell-motel sorts of places but a step above that. I like these places for a reason. They generally have thin walls, and often play host to young couples exploring a new city together. Those two factors (and that there is usually a hotel bar too) have led to some interesting nights…

**Night 1)**