Back in March I connected with a hotwife online. She and her husband were looking to keep things alive in the bedroom and had come to an agreement that she could play outside of their marriage, as long as he didn’t see or hear anything about it. Enter, yours truly. We messaged back and forth for several weeks, talking about all the things we wanted to do to each other, and she made it very clear that she was dying to be spanked and choked, two favorites of mine; and that she also wanted her nipples tortured. No complaints from me. We made plans to meet at her place one morning before she went to work, and when the day arrived, I knocked on her apartment door and was let in by her. She was shorter than me and very curvy. Immediately, I pressed her against the wall and kissed her, my tongue snaking into her mouth and eliciting a moan. After making my way down to her neck and kissing and biting it, I spun her around, and pulled her dress up, revealing a sizable ass. I immediately spanked her, hard, and she moaned and giggled while I made her ass jiggle with my hands for the next few minutes. Eventually, we went to her bedroom and she stripped off her dress. This gave me the chance to play with her tits, focusing on her nipples and finding out exactly how sensitive they were as she moaned and squirmed while I sucked and bit on them. Before long, she started pawing at my hard cock through my pants, and I stripped down so she could get to what she wanted.
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love giving my guy friends blowjobs [FM]
I have 3 very close guy friends and they get regular blowjobs from me , I haven’t had sex with anyone of them tho. When anyone of them is feeling down or just horny, they tell me and I let them use my mouth as a stress reliever and it’s so fucking hot. We live in the same dorm, only a few rooms away from each other. I wonder what they would say if they knew about my Reddit pr0file lol
More girls should blow their friends and see how much a blowjob can lift their mood lol.
[MFF] My Friend invited me to a Costume Party.
My friend, Amy, had invited me to the party. It was a costume party at one of her friend’s house. I stopped to pick her up and found she had decided on a sexy but classy pirate outfit. With her toned and curvy figure and natural confident swagger she looked rather dashing. I told her as much as she laughed about making sure to plunder all the booty before I could lay my scheming hands on it. I had chosen to go as Jareth with an attached half goblin masquerade mask.
It was a two story house with a basememt on the edge of a suburb. The music was loud, the yard and house were full, and people generally seemed to be having a good time. I quickly was introduced to Laura, the friend who owned the house. She was a small woman dressed in a slim stylized gothic steampunk dress with a fox mask.
Laura was friendly and out going, bouncing between groups of people and working the entire party. I found out she thoroughly enjoyed re-enactments in her free time as well as several things that made conversation easy and flowing.
Me and my husbands best [f]riend while he is passed out
One drunken night after my husband had passed out on our couch at like 2AM, his best friend Derek blurted out that he had always found me super sexy and it was too bad he never made his move before i got married. In my drunken state i told him he was a great looking guy, and if i wasnt with my husband id be totally interested too. Over the yrs i always had a sort of small crush on Derek i guess, so hearing him say the feeling was mutual was a big turn on for me in that moment. He then went on to say he hoped him telling me that wouldnt make it awkward for us now. So i joked that “there’s nothing awkward about two ppl just wanting to fuck each other”, he turned bright red from a combination of the alcohol and the forward nature of my last comment i think. Then he said, “so you admit you want to fuck me too?” I looked over at my husband who was already snoring before i responded with “i sure do, now what are we going to do about that?”
[F] Thinking about your Touch
I was overwhelmed, tired and brain-dead. Between stress from learning the new job and the potty training my stubborn little one, I was on my last nerve.
I decided to hide away and take a long steamy shower. It felt incredible but I couldn’t shake off the anxious feeling of dread. I just couldn’t relax and enjoy the moment. I missed my sweetheart deeply but he was still at work. I was in desperate need of his touch and a much needed fuck. I closed my eyes and glided my hands over my body the way he does. Trying to imitate how he feels me. It felt good but nothing like the real deal. I slowly squeeze my breasts and sighed. I imagined it was him behind me, kissing my neck, fondling and squeezing what was his. He’s very attentive so I knew he would see my stressed state and he’d be softly telling me sweet and encouraging things in my ear. He knew how to make me melt and focus on only him and I.
[M]ore Bulge [F]un
I recently had to take a redeye flight overnight from the west coast to the east coast. These are usually pretty chill as they leave late at night Pacific time and everyone is kind of sleepy. It was a nice plane, a widebody, and I had the privilege of sitting in a premium cabin with larger, more comfortable seats. I had the aisle seat and there was just one seat next to me by the window.I was among the first passengers to board, so the seat next to me stayed empty for a long time. I felt that faint sense of optimism that I’d get more space to spread out, hoping the boarding door would close before someone took that seat. But with only minutes to spare, my seat mate arrived.
My former high school teacher made me cum real hard [F]
This happened when I was 21. I was at this event with a couple of friends when I saw Mr. S (50 something), my former math teacher from high school. When I was in high school, I didn’t have a crush for any of my teachers, and Mr. S wasn’t exactly hot, he was handsome but an average guy none the less. I remembered that he was married and really really wasn’t interested in anything else than say hi and maybe have some small talk. He smiled at me, but admitted that he didn’t remember me at all. We started to talk and agreed that the event was pretty boring. Actually, he had a good conversation and I was feeling entertained. I learned that he and his wife were separated, not divorced (ok, I took a risk there because he could be lying) and that’s why I accepted his invitation to go somewhere else and have dinner.
My first same-sex experience [MM]
So I identify as bisexual now, but there was a time that I didn’t. Went through high school being sure I was 100% straight, despite one occasion where I masturbated under the covers with a friend at a sleepover.
Fast forward to when I was 21 (I’m 27 now, so 2016), and my best friend from high school wanted to sleep over to catch up as we hadn’t hung out in ages. We slept on separate air beds next to each other, and got talking about sex during the night. This made us both horny and we were clearly touching ourselves under the covers, so eventually we both ended up totally naked with the covers off, masturbating next to each other. This time, however, we switched hands and started stroking each other. Feeling another guy hard in my hands for the first time was an awesome experience! After that he offered to go down on me and sucked me off until I came in his mouth. I was too nervous and confused to return the favour, so I stroked him a little more and then he took over and made himself cum.
I, 27[M], found out my classmate, 24[F], was a fellow gooner
Gooner, according to the urbandictionary: “One who is completely and miserably addicted to porn but embraces and loves it”
This is a true story, with some modified/omitted details for the sake of privacy.
My name is “Michael” and this happened two years ago. I was 27 years old at the time, in a graduate program, and my routine consisted on going to the library to write my thesis. This is where I met a fellow classmate (same program, but different batch), who we shall name Michelle, then 24 years old, Asian. The last detail is important, as Michelle comes from a stereotypical traditional family, and I would have never expected us to become sexting partners.
Me and Michelle usually studied at the same table, in front of each other. With time we exchanged some words, and then contacts. With summer approaching I decided to stay in campus to work on the last part of my thesis, while Michelle went back home. We then started chatting online, almost every day.
last time [F]ucking [M]y ex
This is a true story about the last time I ever fucked my ex, this was a few years ago. I was 25 at the time she was 21. To apply a bit of context we’d been seeing each other for about a year casually more as friends with benefits rather than a full blown relationship. We had an incredible sex life together were she in particular had a massive learning curve due to only being 19 when we first hooked up and relatively inexperienced. Piper (name changed for discretion) was physically was my type, petite at 5’1”, 50 kg, small but perky tits and a very cute face. Things just didn’t work out and I called it off.
Fast forward 6 months and we’ve stayed in touch with the occasional text or snap. This particular occasion we’d been chatting and she’d just told me that she’d recently started working at the strip club in our city (we live in a small city of about 120k with only one club) which came as a bit of a surprise as I she’s pretty introverted but we’d always been of the same mind that there’s nothing wrong with anyone doing any type of sex work as long as they wanted to and liked doing it. She then started sending me some pics of some new outfits she’d brought for work. This had me unbelievably horny so I suggested she should come around to my place that evening before going she went to work, she thought that was a great idea.