I was out on a night out with a bunch of friends including a guy that I would frequently flirt with, I used to love teasing him and making him hard for me.
I spent the evening teasing him, pressing up against him as we played pool. In such a small crowded pub it was easy to brush past him with my tits rubbing up against him. He would catch my eye everytime and mouth stop it playfully at me.
The group got bored in that pub and decided to move on to another a street over.
As we left I felt him catch my wrist in his hand, letting the rest of the group go ahead infront of us, he pulled me round the side of the pub waiting for the group to disappear round the corner.
When they’d gone, he led me over the road and up a street, wrapping his arm around my waist kissing my neck, pushing my gently down a small alley between two rows of houses. It was dark and quiet.
He knew what he wanted, he kissed me deeply, his hands grabbing at every part, ass, boobs, waist. As he pressed up against me I could feel his hard cock through his jeans. I rubbed the length of it feeling him moan into my neck as he kissed and bit along my neck and shoulder.
His hands slid up my thigh, fingers just touching the outside of my underwear, I was already wet and desperate for him to touch me again. He rubbed hard above the fabric, my hips pushing forward for me. His other hand on my boobs grabbing hard.
I felt him pull the fabric of my underwear aside,he smiled at me as he touched my wet pussy. He pushed his hand hard against me, my clit rubbing on his palm. He slid his hand down, pushing his finger inside of me. I tried to muffle the cry that came from my lips.
His eyes locked on mine, kissing me deeply, he worked his fingers in and out of me deep but slow. I was dripping everywhere, my thighs wet with pleasure. Loving every second of him working my pussy, his thumb playing with my clit every so often.
His pace quickened, hard and faster into my pussy, I was quickly loosing control, he knew I was getting close, he kissed me deeply as I came on his fingers, my pussy tightening
, pulsing warm cum around them, his kiss keeping me from screaming. His body pressed against mine to hold me up against the wall.
Shouting from the streets below told us we were being looked for, he slid his finger out, pushing it into my mouth to clean. Pulling my underwear back over my throbbing pussy and straightening my dress, he groaned at me as I ran back off down the street to the group, he joined not long after, very red in the face!
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[MFM] My first time with a couple
At the time this story takes place, I was a single guy in his late twenties. I had signed up for some swinging sites, more in the hope of meeting single women but got some messages from couples and started thinking that might be something I’d like to try. One message in particular caught my eye – she (V) was 40 and a sexy, curvy blonde MILF type. He (K) was in his late forties. They were looking for her to be the centre of attention between two men.
We enjoyed some flirty chats, exchanged pics and decided we were all ready to meet. Unfortunately we had to delay the meet because I had a trip planned, but as soon as I returned I messaged them again and we quickly settled on a date and time. We were to meet at a bar close to their place. On the night I drove to the bar, found a table and ordered a drink. I admit to being pretty nervous!
My Breakthrough [MM]
We were on vacation at Folly Beach. The first day had been wonderful. My gorgeous wife Kim, my daughter Tanya, and my son Ben were with me. Tanya was college age and Ben was a good bit younger. We hadn’t had a real vacation since the kids were little. We had all spent the afternoon at the beach and then hopped in the pool for a bit before returning to our hotel room. Let me describe the family a little.
Tanya is about 5’4” tall with small but perky B cup breasts and she has an amazing bubble butt that most girls would dream to have. She has brown shoulder length hair and hazel eyes. The girls she goes to school with are jealous of her perfectly shaped, full lips and have accused her of getting fillers in them but she just laughs it off. She has turned into quite the young lady.
Ben is about 6’2”. Taller than me. He’s on the varsity basketball and swim team at school and he’s basically a heartthrob to all the girls there. He has broad shoulders, defined chest muscles, and of course six pack abs. He worked hard each year training to get in the best shape of his life.
I[F] fucked a dad at his daughter’s birthday party
This is in my opinion the sluttiest thing I’ve ever done. It was a few years ago when I met this charming, mid 40s man at my current job so I will be leaving those details out for obvious reasons. It started with him getting my number due to work stuff with his child. It turned to some playful conversations that led into more risqué ones. I have always been into older, attractive men, so he already got me pretty wet when I was thinking of him. He finally asked me to meet him at a restaurant.
After a while of being torn, because he was married with kids, my inner slut kind of came out and I decided to go. I don’t know why I was thinking we could just keep it professional, especially knowing I had a thing for dad’s. We ended up having a nice time, sexual attraction building the entire time. He invited me to come sit in his truck with him, which at that point I knew exactly what was going to happen if I did, but I was so fucking horny that I was dripping through my panties at that point. I got in and we almost immediately started making out. He put his hands up my thighs and felt how damp I was and smiled. He was rubbing my clit over my panties and I was rubbing his dick, which was throbbing in his pants. He took it out, and it was bigger than I expected. I wrapped my lips around it and kept sucking like a good girl. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I finally straddled him and slipped him inside of me. I came, and then he did the same. We both left pretty satisfied.
[MF] Discovering the benefits of living alone.
This is another story of me with and ex of mine, Emma, talked about in another post. Right before we had started dating I had greatly upgraded my living situation. I went from always sharing apartments and sharing bathrooms to a townhouse all of my own. When I was with roommates, I always tried to be a respectful roommate so wouldn’t have sex in the common areas or shared bathrooms, etc. Pretty much all of that was limited to my own bedroom. However, once Emma and I started dating, we realized we had to properly utilize the newfound space.
As an aside, we had recently just watched Bridgerton together and been inspired by some of the steamy scenes involved – for those who know, the ladder and the stairs. One night when she came over to my place, I greeter her and let her in down in my first floor entryway (it’s pretty much just a small room with my washer/dryer and connects to the garage). I kissed her hello and realized Emma was kissing me back a little more strongly than just to say hello. I took the cue and responded in turn, eventually pushing her up against the wall as our tongues danced and I moved my mouth down her neck. She whispered in my ear “I’ve been needing you to fuck me so badly all day” and reached down to feel my now hard dick. She knelt down and took my pants off and took me in her mouth.
[FM] I took my best friends virginity before his gf could
I know it sounds bad, but I was young. I’ve never shared this with anyone before. This is such an honest confession.
When I was in my first year of highschool, I quickly became friends with the “weird” quiet guy at the back of the class. We would go on to be best friends, doing everything in school, and out of school together. We will call him J. We were definitely crushing on each other by our second year, but nothing ever happened. In our third year together, we were both in our first serious relationships with other people. (All 18+) I was in a relationship for the first half of the school year, and he was in a relationship for the second half. My boyfriend at the time had taken my virginity the year before. He was older than me, and way more experienced. I broke up with him around spring break time.
[F] [24] I’m a blonde girl who thought “size doesn’t matter” until she discovered a big one and had my first squirt
I guess first a bit of context, I live in Caracas, I’m a social communicator, I write in a fashion magazine in a company very “Devil wears Prada”, I think you can imagine the type of girl I am. Last year I broke up with my boyfriend, the typical abusive softboy, I haven’t dated anyone since. My friends basically forced me to install Tinder and after giving it a couple of tries I decided they were all jerks and even though I didn’t uninstall it, I stopped using it. A month ago out of boredom I went back in, I saw that he had some matches, I liked a handsome man, we started talking, he gave me rude man vibes, my type are men a bit effeminate so I was a bit out of my zone comfort, we talked for a couple of days, he invited me to have a drink and although I was hesitant my friends forced me to accept, so I went, we went to a bar I had never been to, I saw him, tall, very tall, beefy, dark complexion… zero physical compatibility with me, however i felt intimidated in a good way, we drank, we talked, although i was practically the one doing the talking, i drank too much so i was a bit tipsy.
Closing the Rift Between Us [FM]
This summer has put a huge strain on Steven and myself. He’s back in our hometown working for the summer, and I’m back at my dad’s also working full-time. I was hoping that long-distance would be easier since I have a cell phone and computer access where we can call and text, but the distance just puts my anxiety in overdrive.
When I was removed from my mom and my dad got emergency custody, I had no phone and no computer. Mom, in true narcissist fashion, needed to control every aspect of my life. Yes, we had a computer but she had one of her boyfriend lock it down in a way she could monitor my every move. These things, combined with the fact that I wasn’t in to typical girly things growing up, resulted in my inability to make friends and is a direct cause of my depression and anxiety.
Reconnecting with an old friend in Target and picking up where we left and speeding forward is atypical, but so is my entire life. I just couldn’t help the feeling that the space between us was growing despite Steven’s protests. I guess it didn’t help letting loose the sexual desires I pushed deep down for so long. Masturbation and porn just didn’t do for me like he did.
27 [FF] How I ended up cheating on my husband with a girl from his church
**Sorry about the length. I started writing and then couldn’t stop. I should be clear that lots of details are changed to avoid the storm of trouble it would bring if I or Clara’s identities were discovered.**
(Go to **SEXY BITS** to find where the sexy bit starts, though it might be meaningless without the emotional context?)
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You can call me Hannah. I am an accountant. I am married, with no kids. My husband is a pastor in a large evangelical church in our city. He is not the lead pastor and he works a lot with the young people. Now, I must be clear that I identify as a Christian. In part, I feel a need to write about this because here is conflict within me about what I have done. I want to be a good wife. I want to support my husband’s ministry. I also have other wants and desires and the conflicts sometimes seem … incommensurable. Maybe if I get it off my chest, it won’t feel so bad?
I [F] rode a guy at the cinema. I had never seen him before.
*[This is a repost from an old, now deleted, account of mine, with some much needed edits]*
To say that my college years were sexually exploratory would be true but also quite the understatement. Moving to a different city for college, away from family, friends, and preconceived ideas the people around me might hold me against, I found a lot of room to break out of my shell in a multitude of ways. One of them, but far from the only one, was sex and relationships. Up until the end of highschool I had dipped my toes into those things like a regular teenager, but felt a bit too constrained, if that makes sense.
I found a few things about myself, that matter for this post in particular, and for many others in the future. I’m a big fan of casual sex. This one doesn’t need much explanation. The past 9 years (yeah, I’m 27 now) widened my array of search for hookups: college/random people, nightclubs, social apps, dating apps, sex chats, or even Reddit.