The sun was rising over the Adirondacks as Sara drove through the winding roads of the High Peaks Wilderness Preserve. The notably aged but steadfast toyota crossover belonged to her friend Maggie, who was back at the cottage the two rented for the weekend. It was the week after labour day and the summer rush was winding down for tourists, the leaves had not yet begun to change bringing in the next wave. Avoiding crowds and getting a discount vacation was a win win for both girls. However, the victories ended there as they realised they left the ice at the gas station on the way and thus the food in their cooler had been sitting too long at a suboptimal temperature. It was Maggie’s mistake but she insisted it would be fine. She was mistaken. The previous night for dinner she decided to cook the hamburgers they had brought with them, Sarah had opted for a premade salad, slightly wilted by the heat but at least she did not wake up this morning with food poisoning. Though Maggie would deny it was food poisoning, instead claiming to be hungover from drinking too many beers at the roadhouse not far from their cottage.
I love the attention my GF gets from other men [MF]
Sometimes I wish I didn’t but I can’t help it. The past few months my girl has started to dress more sluttier, nothing too crazy. I’m talking a fairly short dress, not wearing a bra, low cut tops.
I was jealous at first (still kind of am) but now when I catch someone looking it turns me on. I’ve not really mentioned this to her incase she thinks it’s weird but I feel like I need to soon.
A Walk Home [M/F] [M20s] [F20s] [Oral] [Cute] [Public]
He walked slowly down the footpath, the amber hue of streetlights complimented by the warmth of the summer night. It was 3am, maybe 4am. It would have mattered more if he was going home alone. But a chance encounter with a workmate, along with a few too many drinks had twisted fate in a different direction.
He walked close to her on the descent down the hill as they moved away from the busy nightlife streets towards the residential side of the suburb. Cabs as always proved difficult to find when they were needed most, and the long walk home was the next best option to make sure he had his chance with her.
He pushed against her playfully as they joked and laughed, pulling her back into him twice as hard when she neared off balance. The warmth of his hands flushed her skin where it was bare from her dress. His breath was barely felt on her face despite her closeness as it mixed with the ambient air.
She smiled up at him. He kissed her deeply. She leant into his arms. He tucked loose hairs from her face behind her ear. The sweetness of late night cocktails masked the malty undertones of early evening beer. The perfume and cologne drowned out social cigarettes between friends.
[M]y [F]oxy Boss’s Amazing Decolletage
I (26m) have been in my current job for about a year. My boss (44f) is bit of the intimidator, a mother of three in her forties, no nonsense tolerated and highly competent. She dresses conservatively and somewhat severely, but I’ve always thought she looked good and perhaps had a little more going on than meets the eye…
Last Friday we were talking about work and family in a leisurely end-of-week way. It was an unusually warm day for October and the heat was running in our building super unnecessarily and her office was also getting a lot of afternoon sun.
After about thirty minutes my boss took off her turtle neck sweater. I certainly don’t blame her given how hot it was, but what she had on beneath was more revealing than I’d expected — a black tank top of sorts — not skimpy but also far from conservative — with normal straps and nice material, showing deep cleavage, far larger breasts than I would’ve anticipated, and a sprinkling of freckles.
When I [38f] was 20 I let two guys use me for a competition to see who could last the longest [mfm]
Just off a ban so thought I’d celebrate with a story lol. I told this story on my old account about six months ago so if it sound familiar that’s why. I got doxxed on that account so had to delete.
This happened when I was 20 back in 2004. Me and my boyfriend (now husband) had got together two years before when I was 18 and he was 20. Practically straight away he told me he had a fantasy about me wanting to fuck other men and other men wanting to fuck me. We started this off by him sitting out of view while I stripped and played for people on msn, mainly strangers but quite a few people we knew in real life including quite a few of his friends. The two guys from this story, Dan and Alex, I had met before I got with my husband while working in my dads shop one was 24 at the time and the other 26. They had seen me naked quite a few times on there so being naughty with them wasn’t anything new.
[28F] I’m “that girl with big boobs” and my neighbor’s kid paid me so he could play with my boobs [FM]
This was during a COVID summer. I traveled back to my childhood home and stayed with my parents. As I’m sure everyone recognized from the time, sharing a small city apartment in the middle of COVID, while you and all your roommates are trying to figure out the do’s and dont’s of being a good roommate during quarantine, was tricky. Not to mention all the competing Zooms going on. And if the choice wasn’t already obvious, my parents have a pool back home. So to me, it was a no-brainer. I would leave the sweaty, moist, smelly, COVID laden city in favor of my childhood sprawling suburban home. Free laundry, free food, and most relevant for this story – a pool.
As a little bit of context on me – I get pigeon holed into **”that girl with big boobs,”** and I totally embrace it! At some instinctual level, I love the attention they demand in a crowd, the inevitable stares, and the idea that someone is going home and masturbating to the memory of my body. I like when my partner plays with them, uses them, obsesses over them, and objectifies me for them. It’s just kinda become the embodiment of me. It’s the elephant in the room, it’s the constant distraction that demands your attention, and for better or worse, it’s become a very defining characteristic of my personality.
[MF] Girlfriends stepmom in snowed-in cabin – oral, double-penetration, dildo)
To cut a long story short, on a recent visit to my girlfriend’s family we had a scheduling snafu that put me in what was initially a rather awkward position. This involved my arrival at the communal cabin being shared between my girlfriend and I, and her dad and stepmom during a snow storm that had left a rather compromised female the sole occupant inside. That was until I appeared, which was much to her surprise!
Due to inclement weather and a late change of plan on the part of my girlfriend and her father, I arrived at the almost snowed-in cabin we were staying at a whole day and night before they would eventually arrive. I had been provided with the access code to enter the cabin, and despite my cold hands managed to open the door after a few failed attempts. Upon entering I left my bags and ascended the stairs into the main part of the cabin, here I was introduced to a sight I wasn’t prepared for.
In front of me was a semi-naked woman sitting in front of the fire. “H..hh..ell..o?”, I said softly.
“Eeeeeeeaaahhhhh”, she screamed and crossed her legs in an attempt to recover some modesty.
She was naked apart from what appeared to be a fishnet dress.
I told her who I was and although this calmed her down a little, the color in her face was quite rosy. She composed herself a little and explained what had happened. As she was recounting the tale of her slipping down the driveway in slushy snow I assured her it was all good and not to be embarrassed.
The gist was that due to the earlier snafu, she had arrived with nothing much more than the clothes on her back – due to the fact that the fall had led to her clothes becoming soaking wet, she had removed them and decided to warm up in front of the fire. The fishnet dress wasn’t as easy for her to explain, but although she continued to be embarrassed as she relayed the story she owned up to the fact that this very compact garment had been packed within a small bag of toiletries she brought with her. She’d decided it would give her a modicum of coverage which she said felt better than none at all. My mind was piqued by the fact that she owned such a garment and admittedly a little unsettled about how looking at her wearing it was making me feel.
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Here’s a picture of what I was treated to or challenged with (depending on how you assess the situation):
Interactive story from a woman’s perspective
This is a story that is interactive in a way. It has instructions for any ladies reading to masturbate along with it. Read slowly, really imagine the scene. The more you keep to the instructions, the more fun you’ll have. What you’ll need: just your hand. If you have a vibrator, great. If not, it’s no problem, you’ll have fun anyway. Instructions are in brackets.
I hope you enjoy the story!
(Start by getting naked, on your bed, legs wide apart, as exposed as you can. Slowly rub your clit, add moisture if you need. If you’re feeling super slutty, suck your fingers and make them nice and sloppy. If you’re not feeling that, do it anyway)
[MF] Shortbus Movie Theater Experience
In a previous story of mine, “First Bi MMF Threesome” I mentioned a film named “Shortbus” that my co-worker/friend Susan watched when I lent her my hard drive filled with movies. This film is responsible for the naughty sexual experiences I had with Susan and her boyfriend in 2012, and it is also responsible for my first movie theater sexual experience with my classmate “Carly” when I was 21.
Carly was a pretty cute, blonde haired, 5 foot 5 inches tall, white girl with brown eyes. We had a Journalism class together.
In 2006 when I was in College a film about sexual exploration called “Shortbus” came out. I was curious about it because a media personality I like starred in it, and I was planning on watching it at some point. So Carly and I were supposed to watch a documentary about a Journalist who got stuck in Iraq and became a prisoner for an assignment we were working on, but we ended up arriving at the theater late and had to wait a while for the next screening. We didn’t want to wander around outside so Carly and I decided to sneak into a screening of “Shortbus”.
Learning the Family History with my Mom (19 M) [incest]
It had been three days since I saw the photograph. Three days since my mother, pale as dying ghost, snatched the picture from my hand and said, “we’ll talk about it later.” Suddenly it was later. My heart raced when I heard her voice through my bedroom door, and my cock jumped. “Can I come in?”
My brain had to win out over my body here. I took a deep breath, trying not to suddenly get hard knowing my mom was coming in to have a conversation about what I saw. I was a mature 19 year old man with at least some experience with women. I should be able to control myself.
“Yeah, come in.” So far so good. The door opened and she smiled at me, wearing a loose t-shirt and faded old jeans, nothing crazy. I could do this. But then, I saw the photograph, in her hand as she closed the door behind her despite the fact that both my sister and I were out of the house. She sat down next to me on the edge of my bed as I set the controller in my hand down, trying my best to keep calm. This was normal, no big deal. Until suddenly it wasn’t.