I fucked my best friends boyfriend – Part 2

For those of you who don’t know this story, here’s the link to part 1:

https://redd.it/48h8h4

So, my housemates and I just finished having some drinks and yes, sex came into the conversation.

We talked about what turns us on etc etc and I brought up the topic “If you could fuck anyone you know, who would it be?” By this point, we’ve had quite a few drinks. My other housemate, Julia, said she’d love to sleep with some guy who lives back in her home town and Nicole said she’d love to fuck a guy on her course who she flirts with now and again (He’s been mentioned in the past about how hot he is). I asked her would she ever do anything about it if he came onto her and she said, “it would be tempting because he is very sexy, but I wouldn’t.” I asked her if Paul said it was ok, would you then? To which she replied “Abso-fucking-lutely.” Then it was my turn. I was umming and ahhing for a while before admitting that I found Paul attractive. Julia AND Nicole teased me after saying it. I think it was brushed aside because of the amount of drinks we had.
Nicole then mentioned something new: “Well, first he tells me that he thinks you have great tits, then he’s dreaming about fucking you.”
We laughed and I asked when he said that I have great tits, and It was because of a photo Nicole had taken during a Christmas party from last year where I was wearing a revealing dress. This of course set me off.

How I [M18] ended up having some fun with my hairdresser [F39] in the salon.

-Just to tell you a little bit about me, I’m a pretty tall (6’1”), skinny, Indian with short, jet black hair-

This story happened yesterday and I’m still in shock at the whole experience. I’ve been going to the same hair salon for the past 3ish years mainly because it’s really close to my house and also because the hairdressers do a fantastic job. Now, my hair grows out pretty fast, causing me to go to the salon quite frequently throughout the year. The first few times I got my hair cut were all by different people who were all really good at their job, but none of them were very talkative which I don’t mind at all. I get really tired sometimes during haircuts because it’s really relaxing to me and this prevents me from keeping a conversation going for too long since I don’t have that much energy to do so. Time went on with me still going to this hair salon and getting my hair cut from the same group of workers. This whole time I didn’t care at all who cut my hair up until around January of 2015 which is when I got called while in the waiting room by what seemed to be a new worker. Let’s call her Diana. Diana’s around 5’7”, had light brown skin colour, and is a bit overweight but not at all in a bad way. By overweight I mean she’s thick all around with amazing curves, has huge tits, and a fat ass. To put it in short, she’s a bbw but not those exaggerated versions that you’d see if you were to Google some pictures. In my opinion, she was the perfect type of bbw with thickness and curves in all the right places. Diana also has hair that droops a bit lower than her shoulders which she always has in a ponytail for work purposes I assume.

Childhood Fantasies Do Co(m)e True

All growing up much of my time was spent at the house that nested aside mine. Our neighbors were kind, simple people, who helped raise me for much of my life. They had a daughter a few years my minor, Ali, whom I’d go over to play with nigh daily. Her father, Kev, was a mechanic who was a pretty terrible alcoholic. He was verbally-abusive, and undeservingly mistreated his wife, so much so that police would be alerted on a monthly basis. His wife was as exotic as her name, Raquel, whom ever since I can remember I’ve been infatuated with. Raquel barely surpassed five feet. She had incredible curves, starting from her legs building up to her large, perfectly round breasts that hung off her body elegantly. All these waves were complimented by her tan, lightly freckled skin, as per her being part Italian. She had brown hair with caramel highlights that waterfalled down to her shoulders, and soft hazel eyes that broke part from the rest of her adorable round face. This culminated into a quite an enticing package. Growing up I would always try to sneak a peak at her whenever possible. One time, I even got to see her bare-breasts when her top fell down. This only fueled my desire. Her breasts matched the rest of her skin. Tan dotted with mocha, and the apparent smoothness made me want nothing more than to run my hands across them. The delectable skin was met by dainty, pale nipples that were juxtaposed by her sizable olive breasts. Simply tantalizing. Is it possible to fall in love with someone based on their 36 year old body? Raquel legitimately made me ponder that. Every time I would go next door, I’d get every glimpse of her I could. Sometimes I couldn’t save my hard on for home, which would force me to sit on their couch until I got my mind off Raquel enough to stand up. The most I had gotten to see of her below the waist was a night she was laying in bed. Every night Raquel wore a loose fitting red t-shirt that came to a halt by skimpy, flowing gym shorts. While laying on her bed reading, I was sitting at the end of it. Her being distracted by her book only encouraged me to look up her shorts, and what I saw was enough for my 13 year old mind. Her smooth legs ran up and gave me a sight at her inner-thigh that I knew led to her pussy. So close. Teasing me. Being shielded by nothing but a small piece of cloth.

Shawna: Roma Revenge – Part XVII – Many Happy Returns [MF] [END!]

I woke up the next morning to the familiar call of nature. Yawning, I stumbled into the bathroom to relieve the pressure. I stood in front of the toilet, dropped my shorts to the floor, and promptly pissed all over myself.
I’m pretty sure the neighbors downstairs heard my relieved laughter as I threw myself clumsily into the shower.

My Slutty Teen Slave, Part 2 [Mdom] [Fsub]

Slutty Teen Slave Part 2

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I awoke the next day, smiling. I opened my eyes to see Jessica, still sleeping, curled up against my side. Light filled the room, forming a bright outline on the closed curtains. I pulled off the purple cover, setting my bare feet on the carpeted floor. Turning back, I saw her sleeping, cum dried on her face.

I walked over to my bag, pulling out some clothes to wear. Dressing in sweatpants and a T-shirt, I rose to my feet. The digital clock Jessica’s desk read 8:26. I left to explore the house, since I would be in control of it for the next day and a half.

Jessica’s parents were both executives at a large financial company. Their house was not only big, but it was expensive. They seemed to have the newest everything: TV, iPad, appliances. I sat down on the couch, but couldn’t find the remote. So much for that idea.

I continued back upstairs, my footsteps loud in the quiet house. As I entered, I saw her slowly open her eyes. She propped herself on her elbow and looked at me, smiling.

Mrs. Jones. The godess who lived opposite

She’s at it again…

Mrs. Jones had lived opposite me for over 10 years. Ever since I was 13 I’ve spied on her dripping hot body. E cup busom, long golden locks of hair. Curvy frame. Slightly tanned. Huge pink nipples. She’s about 35 now but still a godess to me.

Everything I’ve always desired.

Surely she knows I watch her at night. Her and her husband argue a lot. He works away. She plays away occasionally. Mostly young men looking for a quick lay. I rarely see the same guy more than 2-3 times.

Tonight she’s alone. Husbands away. Shes on her bed again. My night vision goggles came a week ago and have vastly improved what I see.

Shes on her back rubbing her clit gently. White stockings. Bras on the floor. Nipples look like they’re ready to fly off.

I can’t take my eyes off the way she spreads and plays. Over and over. It’s hypnotic.

How do I, at 23 get this woman (and she’s all that) to notice me without me seeming creepy? Maybe she enjoys being watched. She seems to leave the curtains open for a reason…

How can she a little person (F) take the whole thing? Part 1

A little background for an introduction, As a member of a adult web site,I had posted some pictures,the same as other members had.
Much to my surprise,one day as I was doing some grocery shopping at my local store,the cashier (Tracy) that was taking care of me,nonchalantly asked me,”Is that you on that adult site?””Is that big cock really yours?”
I told her it was in and not missing a beat she informed me she would have to come over some time and check that thing out for herself.
The very next day she showed up at my house and we spent several hours enjoying each other.
Being extremely well endowed,seeing a woman’s first reaction and enjoying her curiosity,the oohing and aahhing,the touching and feeling,the want and need to try it out,is always a tremendous turn on for me.

Glory Hole Fun Yesterday (M/F)

Reporting a fresh adventure….

I replied to an online personal over the weekend. It was a couple seeking big cock for a glory hole they had setup in their home. Sounded like fun so I shot off an email. So yesterday morning I received a reply asking if I could come by at noon, fortunately I could. I asked for verification pictures and once received I got the address and it was on.

I fucked my best friends boyfriend

Hey all, i’ve been a redditor for a while and i’ve decided to actually sign up and tell you a sex story that has been leaving me feeling a bit guilty, but at the same time extremely satisfied.

So, i’ll give you a brief rundown first: I am currently in university studying photography and I live with two other girls from the same course, one being my best friend from primary school. My best friend, Nicole, has been with her boyfriend for 3 years. We frequently share our sexual experiences, Nicole being the most open about what she enjoys. Her bedroom is right next to mine and whenever her boyfriend, Paul, stays the night I can look forward to hearing them fucking. She brags a lot about the size of his cock (just shy of 8 inches) and says that he produces lots of cum. I’ve always found Paul attractive, and I often masturbate when I hear the two of them fucking. It was just one of those things where I’d fantasise and masturbate about him every now and again but was totally off limits because he’s dating my best friend. That all changed around 2 months ago.

No biz like the event biz…

Back in the days (quite a lot, actually) I was working as a tech guy for an event company which had few clubs / discos, and also specialized in various themed corpo-parties. Atmosphere was more than loose, crew was mixed (almost 50/50 male/female), and flirting (soft to hard) happened on a regular daily/nightly basis. But the real higlights were parties we threw from time to time for ourselves (with management’s full approval and participation).

Alcohol was totally unlimited, and everybody wanted to release day-to-day (or rather night-to-night) tension, stress and secret fancies. There was only one unwritten rule – if you wanted to fuck, then ok, but get a room. All other sexual activites was more than welcome in club’s open space : )

For starters, one of waitresses, one of the cutiest and prettiest girls I ever met, swaying drunk on her insanely high heels, yelling to everyone “I’m on my period, but it’s still awesome”. I caught lot of my friends literally red-handed that night… :)