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Alone with Ashley, Day 3 [ff]

*God I love French toast*

I love it so much I made extra, you know, for later when I get a craving for more gooey, egg-saturated bread, pan fried to a golden brown, then slathered with loads of butter and syrup so sweet it makes your teeth hurt. I just wish we had bacon to go with it, but we never have it around so I had to settle for breakfast sausage that I just popped in the micro.

I sat at the kitchen table, poured myself some orange juice, and then began inhaling my breakfast. After yesterday morning, the rest of the day passed in a haze and I basically forgot to eat (not that I couldn’t stand to lose a few pounds) and I was starving. I thought about Alex, who wasn’t yet awake. We hadn’t spoken since, well…what was that? We didn’t “do it” exactly, but we got each other off, and holy crap, it felt *so good*! I’d never felt so comfortable with anyone before and the way he let me guide him was so, I don’t know…generous? He didn’t push (except for that brief moment) and feeling him touch me was so much more electric than it ever was with Mark. And watching his face when I jerked him off was such a turn on! Oh my god that was amazing! Read more »

[MF] A Birthday Gift from Diane

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It was winter break during the Junior year of college and a good friend of mine wanted to give me a particularly wild 21st birthday present – a decision she came to at 2 am after a night of studying and drinking.

I had known her for a while – always considered her cute, but I was reticent to cross a line. I knew she was involved with a guy in a long distance manner, but she was always nebulous about that. I’ve always been comfortable with my friends and Diane was no exception. In those hormone filled days I knew far too much about her and she knew far too much about me.

Physically most people noted her height first, a 4’8″ she insisted was 4’9″. She had and has a round friendly face, big wide almond eyes, and beautiful black hair that she had past shoulder length at the time. Her background was Filipino and she wasn’t shy about pointing out her Filipino hips or ass. While I do not know if that meets a specific type, I do have remarkably fond memories of her heart-shaped behind. Read more »

[MF] The blonde sister in an Italian family

This is a story that nobody in my life will ever know about. But I need to tell someone.

My fiancé has four sisters. Three of them got the big-boned dark skinned Italian genes of the family, including my fiancé. But one of them, the second oldest, got the skinny, pale and blonde genes from the Irish side of the family. Her hair is straight and comes down to her shoulder blades, her eyes are sky blue and despite her pale complexion, has not one freckle anywhere. She has a beautiful smile and beautiful tits. I always look forward to the Christmas family reunions so I can see her walking around making coffee in the morning without a bra, those beautiful tits jiggling as she walks, just barely making out her nipples through her shirt.

One morning last Christmas I was sitting in the couch as she walked in front of me to the kitchen. My eyes followed her as she walked, watching her boobs gently bounce under her t-shirt. I was just able to make out the shape of her tits, the fullness, the perkiness. I glanced up to her eyes and saw them studying me, with just enough of a smirk that she knew what I was watching. I quickly turned away and tried to focus back on my phone. But feeling how red my face was getting, I went into the bathroom to cool down my blushed skin. Read more »

My Discipline – Part 5 [MF/f] [Humiliation] [Anal]

(I fully recognize that this is an odd and likely niche kink on my part. I don’t fully understand it myself, but there is something cathartic for me in getting it typed out so I can explore my own thoughts and feelings. This is a completely fictional story, and love it or hate it, it’s helping me process things. So thank you for reading, and I am always open to feedback)

As things progressed and my parents were forced to escalate my discipline again because I kept acting out. I got a new kind of spanking. It wasn’t on my boobs, although I got those with relative frequency now. For this spanking mom had me fully naked in the living room before dinner. Timmy watched with his typical excitement as he saw his older sister stripped of every stitch of clothing. I had to bend over the arm of the couch. Mom said “pull your butt cheeks apart”. I heaitated but did as she said. I could feel the room air on my anus and the back of my pussy which made me feel extra exposed. Read more »

[MF] [Real Story] I had sex near a cemetery at night and got caught. I fainted with the cum leaking out of my pussy

Hello again fellow Redditors.
After I received so many messages from you in which I was asked to post more of my sexual confessions, I thought it was the time for it.

I type from my phone so excuse my mistakes. Also, I hope I can be as detailed as I should.

It was winter. Cold as fuck. Around 2011 if I recall correctly.

Me and my boyfriend J decided to go for a walk in our small town. Considering there were -20 degrees celsius, I decided to take the care so that we can drive and not freeze to death.

Of course we didn’t drive too much. I stopped near the woods at the end of the city because his hand rubbing my pussy felt too good for me to drive.

It was full darkness and only the lights from my car were there. We were not near any road, I drived on a country road near the woods, at the back if the cemetery.

I wanted to have sex in the car but I couldn’t find a ‘safer’ place. I was afraid of not getting caught. It would have been embarassing. So I chosed the dead as our witnesses. Read more »

The Cable Guy Adventures 3 – Ladies Pleasure

This story is from the late 90s. It didn’t happen to me but to a female colleague. It was way back when, so we weren’t in the internet biz, but installing security systems.

The colleague in question was a nice, recently divorced young lady in her early thirties. She had a nice face, good figure and shoulder length blonde hair. We’ll call this lady Louise. I’ll try to tell her story to the best of my recollection.

Louise went to a job at an innercity terrace house. She was greeted at the door by an attractive woman in her forties. The woman was casually dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. She had short dark hair, no makeup and was barefoot. To Louise she seemed just like a regular inner city, kind of cool, lady. They exchanged pleasantries and Louise went about her work. After finishing, Louise went to have the job signed off by the client. She found the woman sitting at a table with two plates of lunch prepared and two glasses of wine. The woman’s name was Debbie, she asked Louise if she’d like to join her for lunch. As lunch was already made it would have been rude of Louise to say no.The two ladies chatted over lunch and got to know each other. Read more »

The Cable Guy Adventures 2

I should start by saying that this sort of thing doesn’t happen too often. I’ve just been in the business that long I’ve managed to accumulate some stories.
It started the usual way, I got a work order to fix an ongoing connection problem. I rang the doorbell of a nice, but not out of the ordinary house. A lady answered and I was immediately attracted to her. She was dressed like she stepped out of the 1940s, dark hair and a floral dress. Her makeup was pale and her look was demure. The dress buttoned down the front and showed her porcelain like cleavage. Her waist and hips were perfectly proportioned and the dress highlighted those features. She asked me to follow her and I got to take in her hips and stockings from the perfect angle, her low heels accentuating stockinged calves which glided her access the room.
The job was pretty simple in the end. It only took half an hour to do. I asked her to turn on whatever device she used to access the net. She picked up an iPad, which looked a bit out of place among all the retro decor. A couple taps on the screen and she’d bought up a porn site. Nothing graphic, just fetish stuff, stockings and the like. It was a little awkward, but after 20 seconds or so she asked if I liked that sort of thing. I nodded and smiled. She then told me that she made videos like the one she’d just played. It was pretty clear to her that my interest has been piqued. She then suggested a private show. I nodded again like a bashful schoolboy and she told me to come with her.
The bedroom decor was like the rest of the house. It had a big old bed with slatted wooden ends. It was covered in a satin bedspread which set off the 40s theme. She told me she loved the era and asked if I could dress up. She handed me a crisp, white, collarless shirt – the ones that had the button for a starched collar, and gestured to the ensuite. I headed in as quick as I could.
I picked up that she wanted me to clean up, so I jumped in the shower and scrubbed up. I dried myself off and put on the shirt and headed back into the bedroom. She gave me a sweet little smile as she looked at my cock, which was starting to get very interested.
I lay on the bed and she held up some satin ribbon. I took that she intended tie me up so I gave her a nod. She tied my wrists and ankles to the bed, spreading my legs slightly.
When I was sufficiently secured she stepped back from the bed where I could get a clear view. She gave me a nice smile and began to slowly hitch up her dress. She put a leg on a chair and I could see her stocking tops which were attached with ribbon. The stockings were held up by a garter belt, the big old fashioned kind. I could see her thighs, which were smooth and white. Just the sight of her running her fingers up her leg and holding up her dress nearly tipped me over the edge. Read more »

The Cable Guy Adventures

I’m an installer for an ISP in Australia. Not the most interesting job in the world, but very occasionally I have encounters with customers that put a smile on my face.

I can usually pick them. Large house, fancy neighbourhood and a woman who has a little too much time on her hands.

I get sent to fix problems that have been going on for awhile. This usually means two things; I’ll be there for a fair amount of time and the customers are cranky.

On this particular day I was sent to solve an ongoing problem. I rang the doorbell of a large, expensive looking home. The door opened and I was greeted curtly by an attractive, mid-forties lady. She was dressed casually in a loose top and shorts, conservative and smart, with her hair pulled back in a tight bun. She was wearing a bit of makeup which set off her pretty face.

After getting underway I’d heard about how angry her husband was with the internet connection. Once she’d got that off her chest she began to relax and chat. She got me a glass of water and poured herself a glass of wine. We talked about the usual stuff; holidays, kids and so on. Read more »

Peeping Country Retreat part 2 (MFff) [voy] [exh] [tease] [oral] [lesb] [Fsub] [anal]

“This is your room, sir.”

His room contained a large bed and two large windows obscured by curtains on the wall behind the bed. Everything in the room was white. She entered the room after him, gulping her drink and placing her empty glass on the night stand.

She hopped on the bed on all fours and crawled across it. He looked straight at her asshole and completely exposed, drooling pussy. She reached deep in the head of the bed, under a huge pile of pillows feeling for something, her face getting lower and lower, now her cheek laying on the bed, her face turned to him. She looked at him as he stared at her ass sticking up in the air. Her dress bunched up enough that her ass was completely uncovered. She reached back and tried to pull it back over her round bubble butt to no avail. Her headband fell off, and her hair started to muss.

“Are you ok, there, Ruby?” Tom said standing at the foot of the bed, sippingh his drink. She bit her lip and turned her head away from him.

“There!” Ruby exclaimed and started pulling the bottom sheet. Read more »