[F] learning that face slaps while I ride dick makes me cum uncontrollably

I’ve been exploring the world of kink mostly by myself these days. One new thing I’ve been curious about is being slapped during sex. I’ve really never been into degradation or being hurt during sex before. But I keep watching porn or listening to GWA posts where midway through being fucked the guy will just slap his girl somewhat firmly on the cheek and it always makes my heart stutter and my pussy clench to see and hear it. So I started to think I might actually like it myself and really wanted to try it…

So last night I was edging myself. Really turning into a drooling brainless mess. Only thinking about my need to cum. Which is how I like to be since sometimes I get in my own head and find it tough to get over the edge. It’s easier when I force myself to fall apart. And the hitting really helped with that.

I was in my shower under the hot water. I had a dildo suctioned to a bench I have in there and was fucking myself up and down so good and deep while one hand rubbed my wet clit in circles. I had been so close for so long.

10 Year Reunion: Cheerleader in the Locker Room [FM]

Last year was our 10 year high school reunion. Despite moving back to our hometown to take jobs at my dad’s company, this would be the first time in years we had seen these people. Some by choice, some by accident. Either way, it was kind of exciting.

Steven had been out of town at one of the company’s distribution centers; he would come later straight from the airport. I understand as little about his job as he does about mine in finance so I still don’t quite know what he was doing. I did know, however, after a week away just how I’d welcome him home. The reunion provided the perfect opportunity.

Even 10 years later, walking through the halls of the school reconnected me with the innocent head cheerleader that once roamed them. At 28, I could do what I wish she could have then. All I had to do was put up with small talk until Steven arrived.

Unfortunately, Ben was there. I had cut him off that day 7 years before, but because we weren’t friends on social media and I came alone, he immediately decided I must be single. He had also just recently gotten out of jail for sexual assault, shocker. He commanded all my attention and I couldn’t break from his advances until I felt a familiar hand around my waist.

Seeing my Ex with a new girl got my “slutmode” activated and I had the fuck of my life that night[FM]

Hey, I’m Jana, 22 years old, from Germany. 1.70m tall, brown long hair, overall quite slim with B cups. I think this i all you need to know, so lets get right into this. It got a bit longer than I thought but I think it’s worth reading it completly. Either way the hot part starts at *** ;)

Last weekend I went to our local club(we call it “Dorfclub” in Germany) with my friends. We got a litte drunk before and just had a very good time together, dancing, making jokes and checking out hot guys together.

But then all of a sudden my mood droped rapidly as I saw my Ex-Boyfriend on the other side of the room making out heavily with another girl. He broke up with me only two months ago and to be honest I wasn’t over him yet. The view of them both kissing and touching each others bodys hit me right in the feels. This in combination with being slightly drunk was to much for me. I ran to the bathroom and started crying. It felt like my heart was pulled out of my chest by this douche again after two months of healing.

[MF] Business travel, and the desire to escape the baggage of your life.

She sat next to me on a cross country flight from some east coast city to the one in Texas the plane would land in. Welcome to the world of business travel. You’re in a new city each week, you can be whoever you want when you’re in a place no one knows you.

She asked me if this was row 18 and it was so I sat in the middle and she sat in the aisle and we smiled at each other before take off. Then after the seatbelt light turned off I made up some excuse to chat because she was pretty, and had gorgeous green eyes, brown hair, and lips that were full and soft that did something to me I can’t quite explain.

“I don’t know the city that well,” she said about the town we’d end up sharing together. “I was born there but moved away for college and I feel like it’s changed so much since then, all my friends and family have moved away” we drank airplane wine that was both overpriced and too dry and she took a sip before explaining that she had planned to move back after she graduated but got married and stayed in her husbands hometown instead.

[F] 20 the time I gave my first blowjob

I have often fantasized about who would be my first, where it would happen, whether or not I would do a good job, and what would happen when he came. Nothing went according to how I thought it would other than I managed to predict who I would give my first blowjob too.

Me (Z) and him (A) have known each other for a long time. Our parents worked together at the school district we went to, so we have been friends for most of our lives at this point. We spent most of our time together and we are in many of the same extracurriculars, namely we are both band students.

We often have to go on long bus rides, 6, 7 or even 8 hours for a round trip. We have always sat next to one another and have gotten to know one another really well. The truth is, both of us were clearly into the other but neither of us had the courage to speak up and ask the other out until fate did it for us.

Fucked on a Playground on the way to a Party [FM]

One of my favorite things about Steven is his playfulness. To a certain extent, he’s a bit like the Lost Boys in Peter Pan. He’ll never fully grow up and I adore that about him. Because of this, it was no surprise when we went off course on the way to a party to explore a secluded playground in a small park.

Some of our best talks have been during these random detours. We talked about our future plans and our lives and relationship in general. I had no idea what he had planned when he jumped off the swing and stood in front of me, but before I knew it, our tongues were dancing together. His hard dick pressed against me and I got the idea.

We wriggled my bottoms off and I let my tits fall out of my top as Steven positioned himself in front of me. My legs wrapped around his waist and I gasped as he entered. Steven used the movement of the swing to move my body up and down his length. I used my legs to stop myself before the tip left my pussy.

[FF] Shower Fun

In my freshman year of college, I had a female friend with benefits. She was the RA on my floor and was a lesbian. I had had my first bisexual experience the summer before leaving for college and welcomed the opportunity to explore it fully.

LeeAnne was the opposite in terms of looks. Taller, athletically built, dark as opposed to my short, curvy, and fair. She was stunning and so much fun to hang out with. Being an RA, she had a suite to herself so we spent most of our time there. For about 7 months that year, we fucked several times a week. It started slowly, flirting, random gentle glancing touches. Eventually moving to making out and full on groping. It was hot…so hot to explore fully with another woman. One evening after hanging out with friends, we finally fucked fully. She knew what she was doing and had me cumming multiple times easily. Over time, she taught me how to be with a woman…how to read her and please her. Learning exactly how to use my tongue on her pussy and move my fingers in a curling motion in her pussy while sucking her clit. The first time I made her cum with my mouth alone I lapped up all of her juices as she drenched my face.

[MF] Confessions of a Blow Job Slut

Recently my husband has started to ask me to share stories of my youth and sexual awakening. He finds it erotic to hear of my sexcapades as a young lady and asks me for a story every night as we are getting into bed. While we’ve been together for 15 years and have been playing in the lifestyle for a while, this venturing into my past has been a recent huge turn on for us both. While my body count is very low (by choice), my BJ count is borderline obscenely high. I found in high school and college that most guys just couldn’t satisfy me with actual PIV sex and I gave up on fucking them. I enjoyed blowjobs and bisexual hookups so much more than PIV. This is no longer the case as my hubby keeps me more than satisfied in all ways possible, though I still adore giving blowjobs and eating pussy. Anyways, I thought maybe I would share some of my slut confessions on here.

[MF] I Was a Serial Cheater #2: Oops I Did It Again

The second time I cheated there was no guilt. I felt justified at the time, stupid 20s (BF and I were both about 22yrs at the time).

My BF (now husband) and I had both admitted to each other that we’d messed up and slept with other people about 6 months into our first long distance attempt. I came clean about my one slip up (Steve from my previous post); he admitted to 3 other women!

I’d come to find out later that he’d also only slept with one other woman and he was just trying to be spiteful, but the damage was done. I wanted revenge.

I met El at the gym. I was trying to get my body back in shape after slacking a bit as relationships can cause us to do. He was Black/Mexican mixed, built like a boxer, incredible abs, and very charming.

After some casual conversation, El asked me out to a movie that night. I told my BF I’d be out late with my friends and that I’d talk to him in the morning.

Our [F]irst Apart[M]ent

Over the years, I’ve gotten used to the looks and comments when we’re together. I get that the tiny, big breasted girl with your average guy isn’t the norm. And, frankly, it can turn me on sometimes when I hear people trying to guess how he got me. Especially as I was a late bloomer and my breast growth continued into my 20s.

Steven was always cute/handsome, but when he started losing his hair and starting shaving his head and grew a beard, he looked even better. But he retained that average guy look enough that people still didn’t get how we were together.

Case and point was right after moving into our first apartment. Ok, well, we did live in an apartment senior year, but this was the first that was just us. We were new grad students, both working as TAs as well. Steven was on campus that day and I was home alone on our deck when I heard the guys downstairs talking.

“Bro, did you see the chick upstairs?!”

“Dude. Solid 10. And that rack…”

“But did you see the dude with her? You think that’s her man?”