How I [F] pretended to be my friend while getting fucked

I met a guy online and we had some fun at my place a few time. However, whenever he saw my flatmate, he would try to flirt with her and she would flirt back. Of course, I can’t blame him as she is quite hot. However, she has a bf and wouldn’t really do anything with him.

A few days later, I told him I asked him if he thinks she is hot and he said yes. I asked him if he wanted to fuck her. He said yes. I told him I can pretend to be her while he fucked me. I would respond to her name.

Fucking that night was amazing. He was rough, he mainly fucked me from behind. He called me by her name, spanked me and fucked my ass. When it was time to cum, he opened her instagram and on his phone and came all over my ass while looking at her photos.

I have pretended to be a few of my friends after that day.

[M]y Fuckbuddy is working her way up to becoming my Fucktoy

I’ve been casually seeing one of my coworkers for over a year. The relationship has improved as we’ve become more open with our sexuality. It wasn’t a discussion, but things have a way of improving, no matter how subtle a change. Like the way she dresses. She’s showing off for me more. er body is starting to respond as well. She looks and behaves differently from when we had our first drunken hookup. Drunk sex is usually more adventurous. Ours felt more reserved. I think it was part of that mechanical discovery that comes with the first time you explore a stranger’s body.

We kept seeing each other. Her progress is evident, from the way she dresses to the way she acts. My belief is that my coworker is has submissive fantasies and is waiting for the right time to make this a reality. And boy, I cannot wait.

Recently started dating someone and tapped into a Dom side I didn’t know i had. [FM]

Lady posting here. Last week I visited this guy in NYC that I’ve known for two years and we’ve been sleeping together since November. I’m in Chicago so we only see each other every couple months but that pent up frustration makes for the best sex of my life.

I decided to exploit that idea by teasing the everloving fuck out of him. The first night we were together we had dinner reservations at 8. We were in bed for about two hours before I started getting ready and i spent that whole time edging him. Just letting my drool drip onto the edge of his cock and stroking real slow, lightly grazing my long nails over the head. The man was convulsing like he was having an exorcism.
The whimpers alone put the hugest smirk on my face. And i found myself saying the most evil things to him, things along the lines of
“Aw poor baby, doesn’t that feel so good? Don’t you wish I’d let you cum?
Too bad I’m not going to.”
And I kept looking at the clock and letting him know how much time I have left to tease him until I have to go get ready. Just counting down every five minutes, laughing at how helpless he looked.
And quarter to seven, I had the man so frustrated he started crying. Begging me to let him cum.
And I just laughed. At seven o’clock I looked at the clock and said, “Well that’s too bad that you didn’t get to cum. Maybe after dinner. That’s only five or six hours.”
And I pulled up his boxers over his aching cock and went to go take a shower

[MF] Dessert before dinner

It was a normal day, nothing too crazy but for some reason I just couldn’t get enough of myself. I started off my work day as usual, but I ended up needing to leave on my lunch break to rush home and visit my toys that I missed oh so much. I got home and went to my room to get my two favorite toys; my dildo and my bullet vibrator. Always gets the job done.

I hop in bed with 30 minutes to spend and I put every one of those minutes to good use. I read and watched videos while I teased myself until I was wet enough for my toys, once I was I made myself cum. Afterwards I got cleaned up and went back to work as if nothing happened.

[MF] Some bathroom sex at a wedding

Was recently visiting the groom in this wedding and was reminded of this story.

I was attending a friend’s wedding (Groom) and was in the wedding party. I had a date of a long time girlfriend, but I had to leave her in the morning of the wedding day to go to wedding party things.

My friend and his bride had paired me with the only single bridesmaid and told her I was the perfect partner because I was single and couldn’t resist redheads. Meanwhile I wasn’t single, nor was I informed that this was a set-up.

Once the wedding party got together for pre-drinks and pictures, my bridesmaid (Jenny) started really hanging out with, putting her arm around me, etc. I figured it was the day, she was just flirty, or maybe the champagne.

At one point I had put my jacket on the back of a chair. When we were getting ready to leave I put it on and was checking my pockets for the essentials when I found a pair of panties in an inside pocket.

An Unplanned Threesome [FMM]

By my Junior year of college, I felt I was pretty well set, sexually. To my young mind, anything two people could do together, I’d either done it, or I wasn’t interested. I was cool, collected, thoroughly in charge of myself. I had a very respectable collection of FWBs that I could rely on at pretty much any time to scratch any itch I may have.

One afternoon, I was relaxing with one of my FWBs, who was a bit heavier on the “friends” part than most. Kyle was as casual about sex as anyone I’d ever met. He was, of course, always happy to satisfy my desires, and he was more than capable, but if we got together and just talked or watched TV, that was fine, too. His roommate, Bill, was the exact opposite: high strung, desperate, a walking hardon always on the verge of a panic attack. This particular afternoon, Bill was out doing whatever Bill did with his afternoons, while Kyle and I were laying on his bed, watching TV. About an hour in, I got a bit impatient. I enjoyed watching TV with Kyle, I enjoyed talking with him about whatever happened to be on, but I’d come over on my afternoon off with intent. So, being the little spoon, I started grinding gently against his crotch. Kyle wasn’t one to chomp at the bit, but he certainly knew how to rise to the occasion. In no time, he was pushing back against me, his hard dick pressing between my cheeks. He snaked a hand up my shirt and pulled my bra down, grabbing one of my tits and pinching my nipple between his fingers. He knew exactly how to turn me on.

How I Became a Cuckcake [F]or [M]y Neighbors

Hey I’m Ashley. I am a cuckcake for my neighbors Brad and Jess. The following is how I became lucky enough to be with these two amazing people.
One night in the summer, it was late and I had my bedroom window open because it felt nice out. During a pause in the show I was watching, I heard moaning and I went to look. My neighbors were fucking on their pool deck! I was able to see fairly well that she was in absolute heaven. So I’m a bit of a slut so naturally I start fingering myself. After several orgasms for her (more than I had experienced in a session), he pulled out of her and stood up to cum in her mouth. I knew I needed to try his cock out.
So the next day, I saw her leave and I took my chance. I went over to use their pool as I often did and wore my sluttiest bikini. Brad came out after a while and we chatted before I told him that I caught them the night before. He apologized but I told him I liked it and wanted to see if he could make me feel the same way his wife felt the night before. The poor guy didn’t have a chance. I took my top off, pressed my big tits against his chest and grabbed the back of his neck to make out with him. He and I were full on fucking in a few minutes and he proved that it was not just Jess that he could make cum like that. I left a bit later with his cum on my tits knowing it wasn’t the last time.
So fast forward a few weeks: Brad and I had been sneak fucking every couple of days and Jess seemed to have no clue. She left on a Saturday to do a lot of shopping so, naturally, Brad texted me and I was over there very quickly. I had previously told him how I liked to be teased so since we had time, he decided to strip us both, tie me up on their bed and blindfold me. I was in heaven. The man is an expert with his mouth and hands. I have no idea how long I was tied up but it felt like forever and I was soaked and begging to cum. He started going down on me and that’s when I heard Jess whisper in my ear.
She said that she had known about me and her husband so nice just after I left the house the first time. She told me how she liked when other women fucked her man and that she loved the taste of my pussy on his cock. She asked if I liked that and I fucking loved it. Brad fucked me still blindfolded as he and I made out and she fingered herself laying next to me. She came just after me. After that, the blindfold came off then the straps and she watched and masturbated as I fucked her husband and she jerked him off into my mouth. I have had MANY experiences with them since and have loved every one of them!

Rainy City Night [MFM]

This is a true story, told as a narrative. I hope you enjoy! Feedback is always welcome!

**Rainy Night In the City**

Water dripped onto the elevator floor.  There was no helping it.  Both of them were soaked completely through.  All that could be done, was to head to the hotel room and change out of their wet clothes.  It was early March, the weather had been warming up, and they had decided to break the winter blues with a trip to the city for a weekend.  Neither one said it out loud, but both would be glad if it was snowing outside instead of the freezing rain that had been falling all day.  

They tried to make the most of it.  Sightseeing, walking around, a little shopping and a nice dinner.  The rain, however, was putting a damper on their plans, and souring the trip a bit.  An attempt to purchase an umbrella from a street vendor, resulted in the cheap, quickly broken umbrella in a trash can, and his wallet $20 lighter.  A bar they found gave them refuge for a bit, but after 11pm it started to become overcrowded, and they decided to head back to the hotel.  No cabs could be found, so they had to hoof it for a few blocks.

How I Fucked [M]y G[F]’S Best [F]riend

In our early 20s, my wife (Crystal) had a BFF named Nadia. This was her best friend since childhood and they remained relatively close in the few years after high school. Nadia was attending school at a university in Southern California while Crystal and I remained up North for college. I met Nadia while she was visiting for Winter Break. Her and I did not get along well at first. She was not a great friend to Crystal and I was quick to point this out. We butted heads often, which eventually turned into this weird sort of sexual tension that Crystal started to encourage.

*OBLIGATORY STATS*

**Crystal**: Brunette, 5’1”, 120(ish) lbs, slim thick with sexy Latina curves and plump red lips

**Nadia**: Dirty blonde, 5’3”, 140(ish?) lbs, curvy Latina with GIGANTIC tits

**Me**: 5’7”, 175 lbs, stocky former college athlete with some fluff, light brown skin with darker Latino features that makes me look ethnically ambiguous

*CONTINUE*

I lost [M]y virginity to a [F]renzied soccer mom. (Part 1)

(For the sake of length, this story will be broken into 3 parts. Each part will still be a little long as I can get carried away with descriptions. Sorry about all the build up in this one. I promise the other 2 will be more to the point. All names have been changed.)
Just for reference, before this I was a complete virgin. All I had done with a woman was kiss.

It was the second semester of my sophomore year in college. During this semester I had joined the campus theatre group, and that’s where I met Karen. She was roughly 5ft5in with auburn hair that fell just below the shoulders and a womanly girl next door face. You could tell she would be stunning with not a lot of makeup. But you couldn’t tell much else about her physical appearance as she usually wore baggy clothes; sweatpants, large t-shirts, hoodies, etc. She was in her late 20s, older then the rest of us, with a husband and two kids. I found out over the coming months that she had dropped out of school when she had her first kid and was returning to get a degree in criminal justice. She was always really motherly to all of us. She would bring snacks and offer to stop by FedEx and make copies of the script. She had a very active life keeping up with her kids activities and keeping her home running. She always seemed anxious and needing to just relax. She once told us that theater was her opportunity to escape. The chance to be someone else and not deal with her life for awhile. She confided in me a few times her frustration with her life in general. We were always friendly to each other, and even though I was attracted to her, I never felt a spark. I would have never expected what happened.