[F] I touched myself this morning before going to work

Despite never have been with anyone, I still have pretty high libido. There were times that I rubbed my pussy everyday, twice, maybe three times per day. I like imagine myself being fucked hard by my crush, I would moan loudly and pretend begging his cock in my mouth.

Lately I find it difficult to have some privacy. Long story short, the only time I can be comfortable is in the morning, before I go to work. I have failed touching myself right after wake up many times because seriously, I felt exhausted in the AM.

But it’s not what happened today. Still felt exhausted but when I put on my outfit for work, I thought that myself needed some selfcare at the moment. So I decided to go back to bed and open Tumblr. I was wearing a skirt so I only needed to lift it up to touch my throbbing pussy. Completely alone, I found myself panting and moaning loudly in bed. I needed it so badly. Only got a few minutes but it was so worthy. Can’t wait until tomorrow morning to do it again ;)

Fucking in the snow [MF], outside, public

I have mentioned Cara twice before. Quick recap. She was about 6 feet tall, pale with auburn hair. Perky tits and an athletic body. She always dressed as a tomboy for the most part. Clothes were unkind to her because of her height.

I had taken her virginity and we were becoming very serious. We were also experimenting with things that we thought we would find sexy. I learned food with sex was a turn off. She learned sex outside was a major turn on.

It became a habit that I would drive my big ass old towncar and she would be blowing me. Safe? God no. Hot? Fuck yes.

Fast forward we are dating some time and “in love” for whatever that is worth. She was just 19 by this point and I was a year older.

We had been driving around, we were broke and had minimal chance for privacy. We ended up at this local park. It wasn’t big but had a nice size wooded area. But where I went to school nothing was that remote.

Getting over a dumb boy. [MF] [MF]

Hi! I share this account with my husband. I decided to share a true story of my past. I developed early and so the older boys took notice and I have a number of stories. I have shared them with my husband and we have fun with them. This story was about 4 yrs ago before I was dating my now husband. This was a while ago but her and I talked about it a few days ago while reminiscing so I thought I’d share the details as we recalled.

I had just broken up with an on again off again boyfriend and needed to get out of my head. So my bestfriend, Jessica, decided to plan a night in a city a few hours away. It was perfect and that’s what bestfriends are for.

We drive to there and check into the hotel. It has one king size bed. We love sharing the bed (early/mid-20’s and all). No, we have never “hooked-up” and no, this story isn’t changing that, sorry. We get all dressed up to head to a nice dinner she got a reso for. I slip into a skin tight black dress with a swoop neckline. I’m 5’3″ with a D chest and slim otherwise. Jess slips into a black dress with some sheer down the sides. She is 5′ 10″ with small A chest but an beautiful tight butt. We make a great pair!

My highschool date [MF]

Hey, this is my first story long time reader. sorry for my grammer and this is a very long story for the good part look for the stripe –
last part. i am very open to criticism so please add then in the comment section.

I hear my alarm buzzing trying to hit the snooze button as i accidently let my phone fall down. I black out and woke up again in about an hour fucccck. I am going to be late for school again. i quickly grab my pants and t-shirt and run to school. Luckly i dont live far from school. I walk in the tall white buillding call the devils pit. as i walk in i notice the empty hallways looking at mny classes trying to remember what class i supposed to be in the n I hear a loud voice coming from behlnd me “john you’re late again i see” i turn my head back to face the angry voice. its mister franklin my principle. i look him right in the eyes and tell i am sorry my brother is sick again ( i dont have a brother) he looks me back in the eyes and says he’s tired of my bullshit and quickly adds “ill see you later in detention”. damn it i dont want to spend my day sitting in some quiet room looking at the clock all day.

Climb through my window [MF]

I was 18 (almost 19) and away at school on my own. For the first time, I had my own room- a dorm room, granted, but it was mine! It was the smallest of small spaces, barely big enough for a dresser, a desk, and my bed- but I loved it. On the ground floor, but high enough that I didn’t have to worry about anyone getting in through the window, or so I thought.

I’d been seeing Jay for a few weeks- nothing serious, he was a either a junior or a senior in one of my English classes. He usually wore flannel shirts, tight jeans, and a wallet chain, which may have well been kryptonite to my panties. He was taller than me, thin build but muscle-y in that way only students can be (so much time in the gym!), brown eyes. Shaggy hair, in that early 2000’s fashionably weird way. We’d hung out a few times, to “study”, and he was a good kisser, though we’d barely gotten to second base.

It was late on a Tuesday night, and I was coming back from a shower when I heard a sound at my window. A little sound, like a tap. Maybe a branch, or the wind? Nope, there it was again. Tap. Then another, tap.

Sarah is [M]y Tinderella [Part 4: Ra[f]elina]

So this just happened Monday night. I don’t really know how else to explain how it began, so here’s a link to the conversation between me and Sarah that kicked it all off.

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(By the way, ** to skip to sex.)

Yeah. So right after that happened, I called her to ask what exactly she meant by that. To put a long story short, she said that she’s never really been the jealous type. Plus, since we’re not exactly serious, it’s not a big deal. So of course I asked her if she had been with anyone else since we’d gotten together, and she said no. Then she asked the same of me, and I said no too, which is the truth.

There was kind of an awkward pause after that. Then Sarah said that the reason she broke up with her ex in the first place was because he cheated on her. But if he had wanted to open things up a little bit, he should have just asked her and she’d have been fine with it. But since he cheated, he broke her trust and so there was no point in staying together.

[F] The bet

Back home for a few days to see my family and friends for Halloween and Guy Fawkes, so was staying at my bfs. One evening we went out with another couple we’ve been friends with for a long time, they somewhat know about our lifestyle and have always been curious. Over drinks the topic came up again, and after me and my friend spoke for a bit we came up with an idea. We proposed a game of pool between the guys with the stipulation ‘the losers gf goes home with the winner’. After some consideration both agreed. Both guys were terrible at pool, and after what seemed like a lifetime the black was potted, unfortunately for my bf it was my friends partner that had won the game. So I set off back to theirs, as he went back home alone.

Not Everyone’s Cup o[f] Tea

I posted this story around a year ago and was genuinely relieved and appreciative of the kind and positive comments. Esp given the rather taboo content. Unfortunately, revealing such an intimate and secret experience made me really quite anxious and I deleted the content.

Thing is, I have lots of experience with submission but extremely vanilla (and lovely) friends. They would no doubt lock me up in the nearest psychiatric facility if they knew what I was like behind closed doors :)

So here I am again, dying to share my good (and bad) experiences. I shall try not to delete this time :) I also made an online friend recently who was v non-judgemental and He seems to have given me a much needed confidence boost :)

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I’ve always been submissive and rather masochistic and my ex introduced me to BDSM on quite a serious level. Sex with him was exhilarating, addictive and challenging. He pushed limits and I would (and did) do anything for him. Not only did I take a ridiculous amount of pride in my obedience, I was in awe of him. Smitten. I was in love and keen to show it.

[MM] Sex Bender [M,MF]

My boyfriend (27, gay) and I (25m, bisexual) had plans to fly out to Boston/New Hampshire for a week before going to a wedding down in Cape May, PA. We have used to live in NH for many years, so we had friends that could stay with.

At the time my boyfriend’s dad was living with his fiancée, whom we did not like. No accommodations were talked about or made, so we had planned to stay with his ex-wife/ the mother of my boyfriends siblings in Boston. We didn’t mention this to his dad and just assumed it would be fine to do, since we only needed a night before we planned on heading up to NH. When he found out shit hit the fan and it was agreed by his mother and father they would split a hotel (one for the first night we were there and one the last night before the wedding). Inconvenient but we rolled with it .

We stocked up on some wine and snacks from Whole Foods and after some discussion we decided we would have some fun and have some guys over. Queue in Grindr.