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I decided to make a post cause I have a new update. I’ve been really horny all night. I literally tried everything I could to take this thing off and I couldn’t. Tried getting it soapy in the shower so it’d slip off, nothing. I can’t even like wiggle a finger into my pussy through the sides
I’ve started tapping the belt itself just to get the tiny tiny vibrations. It’s impossible. I’m definitely going crazy, I didn’t realize I needed to cum so often so badly.
We had a group plans arranged but they got mixed up. I was dog sitting so had set up a group thing that went wonky and end with it just being us.
I was in a tank top and short skirt when he showed up. I made my way and sat on the couch as he made his way and sat down. I turned Netflix on flipping to and turning on supernatural. Watching the episode as his hand made it to my thigh.
He began to trace his fingers up and down my thigh until he found my wet bare cunt under my skirt. He ran his fingers up and down my slit before finding my clit and begins rubbing it as moans slip out. He slips a finger in my wet hole as I open my legs wider and my breathing picks up he stops teasing me returning to running his hand up and down my thigh again before resting it on my thigh.
Something about free use has always been a huge turn on just up for grabs to be touched, teased, and used at any given moment only by the ones I choose to submit to.
So I’ve never written on here so I apologize if my writing sucks but as I was scrolling reddit I think people may enjoy it. The sex part is the second paragraph lol
I am very hypersexual my husband on the other hand has had a low libido since he was a teenager. Usually we have sex ~2x a week and for me that’s very low and typically causes me to pleasure myself daily.
Well my husband and I decided I should make an onlyfans, I love being shown off and being humiliated is a huge kink of mine. Well…I just want to thank OnlyFans because my husband has been more kinky and sexually active with me but I’m just gonna tell my favorite story now.
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My partner and I met coincidentally right here on Reddit almost two years ago. We were long distance for a long time until eventually I moved in with him. Prior to us dating he had a long term relationship with his ex. They maintained their friendship after the romantic relationship ended and I was 100% aware before he and I were ever involved romantically. As it turns out she and I actually get along, but every now and then I get that jealous girlfriend itch and feel the need to make it clear he’s mine (even if she never knows that’s what I’m doing.)
She went out of town for a work function and asked him and I to go over to her place to check in on her cats once a day. (I happen to work pretty close to her house so it worked wonderfully during the week.) Well it’s was Sunday night and she was coming home the next day so it’s the last night we are checking in on the animals.
I am 37 and recently divorced. The dating scene as a late 30s divorcee armed with dating apps is more nuts than it was at any point in my 20s. As with so many divorces there was a pretty significant dry spell in the bedroom through the later portion of the relationship. This is the story of my first encounter as newly single.
Eventually I decided I was ready to start dating so I did what everyone in the 2020s now does, I downloaded some apps. I started with Bumble and Tinder and eventually learned how the game is played again. One of my first connections on Bumble was with a woman named Allison. Her profile gave the impression of a slightly hippy-ish 41 year old. A free spirit type. Which is definitely not my usual type, but I had decided to expand my experiences and to date women of different types.
We exchanged the usual getting-to-know-the-basics messages and numbers. I texted her to see when she wanted to hang out in person. Her response was “how about tonight”. I responded with “yeah, sure, why not” and I was set to go out with a new woman for the first time in a long time. We settled on meeting at her place and having some wine and figuring out what to do after that. And then she texts me one more time and says “oh, and wear something with buttons”. So internally I’m thinking, ‘hmm, that’s interesting’.
To be fair, I was young, dumb and in love. I was blinded by the idea that he was “the one”…until he came to me and said “I’ve asked out the woman who I’ve wanted to ask out for years, so we gotta stop”
I cried..not in front of him. But I walked out of our college hang out spot with my head held high..and then released the floodgates in the ladies room.
I never wanted to get with his friends..but they made their moves. And I became more aware of it..so I took the chance.
Friend 1:
He was one of his closest. On a trip to somewhere, we got high as fuck. I remember him sitting next to me on the train and we were vibing. He kept coming closer to me and I didn’t stop him. He touched my thigh and I pushed my leg closer.
Spread them wider.
Looked at him with innocent doe like eyes.
His hands cupped my pussy. It was hot and fucking soaked.
This happened over 15 years ago, and it was the beginning of one of my favorites kinks: threesomes. I can tell I am a big fan of MFF threesomes (still trying to find someone willing to do a MFM, but this has been in the back burner for a while), and had many over my lifetime. This one was the first one.
15 years ago, I (Bob) still lived in my hometown (not from the US). I have been dating this girl since high school. I come from an affluent family and so did she (Gaby); we went to a private, very elite high school and started dating when we were just kids – I was 17 and she was 16. We’ve been dating for a while then, and after I left school I quickly started a job on an IT firm, as I had talent and programming was something natural to me.
Hey guys! I’m fantasizing about my first sexual adventure with a girl (I’m bisexual btw) and I thought why not share it with you? It happened about 2 years ago when I was 20. I took painting lessons with a friend of mine. I always thought was a natural beauty, she had long wavy hair, cute freckles and round boobs. I realised It was a very good opportunity for getting to know her better. I wanted to be around her because I liked her a lot. After 4 or 5 lessons we got to be closer friends, we slept at each others place, and stuff like that.
This is part 2 of a confession I posted earlier. Link is in the comments.
I texted hubby to let him know what was going on, and sent him the hotel details I got from Steve. 10 minutes later, 7 of us were in one Uber, with the other 6 in another and hubby following behind.
I was seated in the third row between Steven and the bachelor boy, we hadn’t even started moving when Steve pulled both my tits out of my dress and told the bachelor to feel them. I placed each hand on their respective crotches, it wasn’t long before they both undid their pants to release their hardening members.
I opted to blow the bachelor first, as Steve’s hands found their way under my dress to my bare wet pussy. He proudly announced that I was commando and very wet, hearing this caused the bachelor to twitch and shoot his load down my throat. I continued stroking Steve and making out with him till we pulled up to the hotel.
We waited outside for hubby to park and make his way to the entrance. We did the introductions and then headed up to the room.
I’m in school and have a long week packed with assignments, projects, and topped off with an exam at the end. Lucky me, right? Naturally I spend a lot of time in the library, my favorite spot being a corner table up next to a big window. That’s where I was earlier this afternoon, my books and laptop strewn across the table. The soft sunlight blanketed over my brown skin, cozy and warm, and I started to doze off. As the alarm bells of student panic begin to ring, I suddenly got an idea to keep me up.
For some reason during high stress periods, I tend to be hornier (and of course, don’t have the time to do anything about it). But why not use that pent up desire to my advantage? I was wearing one of those cropped tie-up cardigan shirts that come with a matching top. Mine came with a tube top, both in white. It had a cute frilly trim that screamed innocent and adorable…Except for the fact that, due to the nature of my body, I was showing quite a bit of cleavage without even trying. And I wanted to show more.