I [28/M] just paid a stranger for oral sex [40s?/F].

I'm generally not one to write about stuff like this, but considering how utterly depraved it was I thought you guys might like it. This literally just happened in the last four hours, so I want to get it all out while it's fresh. I apologize if it's too long or needlessly detailed in certain parts, but it's just kind of an unedited brain dump.


I don't have a full-time job. I do a lot of contract work from home, often at anti-social hours. Whenever I want to take a break, I get in my car and drive to a nearby gas station for a snack, just to get out of the house. Tonight I threw on a dumpy sweatshirt and baseball cap before leaving. That, in addition to the fact that I'm a pretty big guy (6'5", 250 lbs.) with a tidy beard probably made me look a little intimidating. That (or at least my mindset around how I look) is important later.

I popped out shortly after 11pm and drove to a convenience store on the edge of my small town. It's a well-lit gas station near a highway, but aside from an occasional passing truck, there was almost no one out this evening.

Second time visiting a hooker

A couple of months after my lacklustre visit to the Soho 'model' I had still not got my big tit fix. I had fucked a girl I worked with not long after, an American girl called Joanna. She was a little taller than me, maybe 6"1, very slim with tiny A-cup tits. She was an average lay, didn't put much into it and her blowjob skills were nothing to shout about. It was, thankfully, a one-off.

I walked towards a phone box one Wednesday night in Victoria. Without hesitating I walked inside and picked up the receiver. I mimed the action of putting a 50p in the slot and dialled a random set of numbers. I didn't like the thought of someone seeing me and automatically assuming I was looking at the hooker adverts. I started a fake conversation with nobody as I browsed the adverts stuck to the windows. There was an awful lot of transexual adverts and glossy images of girls who clearly weren't going to be the one to open the door if you visited. I settled on a handwritten advert without a picture – 'New! Very curvy! Very Busty! 38FF!' I grabbed the card from the window and stuffed it into my pocket. I hung up the handset and left the phone box as a guy walked past me, looking me in the eye but I was unable to judge his thoughts. Innocent, I hoped but it didn't matter at all.

The Phantom Penii

Marie was a woman of large girth and was often described as BBW around the office. For those of you who haven't mated with a woman of ample carriage while also having a cute face, this is a big beautiful woman. I'll never forget her crying that morning, that normally innocent secretary: her panties twisted, turned up and ruffled around her thigh with a small puddle in front of her. She had clearly been experiencing pleasure; her flushed cheeks and deep breaths beside the water cooler assured that, but something was wrong. A tear had dripped about half way down her cheek before coming to a rest on her third chin, signifying pain.

"There was two of them."

I looked around before realising we were alone and she was talking to me and responding.

"Two of what?"

"Two of them, one black, one white."

"Two men?"

"No, well…uh…kind of."

"What do you mean, kind of?"

"There were two penii."

"What? Two penii? Two penises?"

"Yes. A force just took me down, one went into my jam factory and the other in the rump."

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Italian Lingerie Store [FF]

My name is Gabriela.

No, it's not, but I'm not telling you my real name. I'm 29 years old. I was 29 last year too.

I'm a professional girlfriend. My boyfriends' wives would call me a whore.

My boyfriends buy me jewelry, clothing, pay my rent, my credit card bills, sometimes even give me shares in their companies or illegal stock tips.

What do they get out of it? What do you think? They get a beautiful woman to go out with, to secretly take on business trips, to make their friends jealous, but most of all, they get mind-blowing sex. The kind of sex their wives couldn't even dream of competing with. Of course, their wives are busy running the house, organizing the help, raising the kids, planning fund-raisers.

I don't have to do any of that crap. I spend my days making myself irresistible to their husbands. I get massages, facials, manicures, tennis coaching. I work out with my personal trainer four times a week. I make sure I'm the kind of woman a rich man will risk everything to be with, except that there's no risk. I'm discreet, I never make a scene, I never ask them to leave their wives, I never call them at home, I never get pregnant. They know this, and they appreciate it.

The day that I was a total slut (Full Story)

Off and on gonewild girl for a few years… I've fucked 35 guys in my life, but 3 of those were in one day. I also fucked a brief ex that same day, so I fucked 4 guys total in one day. I teased at least 5 more who were too shocked/scared/repulsed to make advances. This is the story of that slutty day… with a throwaway.

 

I woke up on a summer Saturday with an insatiable desire to be fucked. The girls and I had a Girls Night Out the night before and among the four girls, I was the only single girl this time. I think some of the stories factored into my slutty Saturday, but it was posting to GW in the morning, that really got me horny beyond belief. I began masturbating to the comments with only my panties on, then pushed them to the side and used my favorite toy to get me off.

Update Me [26F] with my BF [29 M] living together, decided to try a 3 way.. Taking it step by step. Our 2nd date

A few people wanted an update to how things went. This is all new to me, I have been hetro, and my BF is my 2nd relationship. Anyways, after a awesome 1st date, even though we kept clothes on, we decided to move further. We agreed the furthest would be oral sex. So, per some advice given here, we practiced a little more oral sex during the week. On friday we met up for dinner and then came home from drinks and some dessert. Spent 15-20 mins kissing touching, etc. Went up to the guest room.My GF and I decide to take control and both take off my BF's clothes, but leave ours on, just to tease. We play with his dick for a few mins, and he starts pulling our hair, and grabbing my tits then hers. We take off our clothes and shove our tits in his face. He takes turns sucking/squeezing our tits, and we just kiss him all over, and kiss each other.. That felt good.. Sucked his dick some more. Finally, the part that was making us nervous.. We took off our panties. Started my letting him finger me with his right hand and her with his left. We got on our back, he fingered each of us for a few mins. Then he started by licking my pussy for a few mins, and moved on to my gf.. He kept fingering me at the same time.. I think he meant to squeeze her tits, but grabbed mine instead. He spent a good 10-15 mins eating her pussy, playing with her tits, and then kissing her. He came back started eating my pussy and made me dripping wet, and she was sucking his dick. I was sitting on his face, and she was sucking his dick. This is the point we both almost broke our agreement and wanted to have him shove his dick in us. He was ready, but we both chickened out(Me more than her, plus we had no condoms at home) He finished me off, and then he got on his back and we both sucked him dry.. He came in both of our mouths. We licked him clean,and just laid in bed, kissed each other, let him suck on our tits some more. This is why I want to move forward and will do so this week. We all wanted to get fucked, BF included. But no condoms around meant he could only fuck me, and that would not be a good idea with the GF around. We had a great time, that we wanted her to stay the night. Funny thing, like I said last time, many nights my BF will slowly get inside of me from behind when I am sleeping and quietly fuck me, while grabbing my tits.. It actually gives me a calm orgasm and helps him get to bed.. Well, GF noticed him hard around 2:30-3am, and starts rubbing his dick.. He acts like he's not interested and slowly slides inside me.. She starts pushing him into me.. Felt so weird as I could tell their was more pressure.. Any ways, he unloads into me, then GF goes under the sheets and cleans him off. We slept till about 10 am, and we just woke up, all happy and excited. Decided to take a shower together. Didn't do a whole lot, just some kissing, fondling, and jacked off my BF. Had breakfast and then she left after we all kissed good bye.. The rest of the afternoon was spent with me and my BF fucking our brains out, since this made us soo horney/wet. We are comfy with this, so next week, he gets to fuck both of us. This week we are trying different condoms! If you have a type you recommend, please let me know!

MMF- Another young awkward virgin guy, this time on a camping trip.

Recently I've been getting a bit of a "natural" fetish going on with women. Hairy armpits, legs, you name it. So I had the wife grow out her bush, I tried the armpits and legs and got blank stares. Can’t win them all I suppose but it’s been turning me on and I wanted to make it the theme of our next virgin cherry pop. Our friend this time was an interesting character, coworker of the wife and a scrawny typical nerd type. Blonde and brown eyed, the guy was super shy in general and my wife had teased him back and forth about popping his cherry. I don’t think he ever took it seriously and it was hard to even make eye contact with him according to her. She often hung out with him on their own but the poor guy was too nervous to ever do anything with her. Sad really, I would have love to hear all about it. But, because she trusted him she wanted to set a plan where we wouldn’t use protection with him and we would finally have him lose his virginity to her. While doing so in a very natural setting and because I wanted her to be filthy with absolutely zero cleanup for my own selfish fetish reasons.

Off-Hour Office Sex [MF][BDSM] “He smiled and cupped the full flesh of her ass. ‘What do you want me to do to it?’ he asked, holding sensual potential in his hands.”

Overtime

Peter Richards pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose and stared at his computer. With his computer open to SyncKink.com, the kinky social media website he maintained, he stared at Kat’s page. His wife’s page. Ever since her novel was published, she’d been so busy doing this and that for promotion and publicity. From blog posts to free stories, she’d been dedicated to using every non-working hour into putting herself out there.

Peter sighed and raised his eyebrows. Putting a lot of herself way out there.

He stared at the latest set of photos she’d released and gritted his teeth. He rolled his shoulders and tried to relax his suddenly tense muscles.

So she was naked in the photos.

It wasn’t a big deal.

Or it really shouldn’t have been.

He didn’t want it to be.

But he just couldn’t stop staring at the pictures of Kat laid out bare, imagining the hundreds—thousands—hell, maybe millions—of men out there on the internet who were staring at her too. At his wife. His Katherina.

His jaw clenched as he rubbed a hand over an inexplicable ache in his chest.

Consumption! 20 – Female

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She was a dangerous lover. Perhaps the most dangerous type of lover there is. He had no idea just what type of lover she was though. She liked it better that way.

She did have a reputation for being a slut, but at best, it was a myth, a shadow of the truth. He did not make judgements on reputations alone though. One of the reasons she was attracted to him and one of the reasons she found him foolish as well. His foolishness in that regard made him attractive in a different way. She enjoyed feasting on the foolish.

Perhaps he was a bit taken aback that she so quickly rubbed at his sheathed groin during dinner. He didn’t stop her though. She could see the lust slowly come alight in his eyes, slowly buble to the surface for her to play with and shape. Better than that though, she could feel the heat of it. She wanted to feed on it. She needed to feed on it. In the end, it was the only consumption that mattered. It was the only consumption that kept her kind alive.

*5 Minute Fiction* [Str8, MF, X-Post] Long Distance

LONG DISTANCE

He’d gone away without making any promises. While I was here being tortured with the memories of how he used to look at me, the way his hands could make me feel, was he in paradise with someone else, who got to have his arms around her? I knew the Internet was unreliable on the island, but I was starting to wonder if that was a convenient excuse.

PING!

I hurried to my phone to check my inbox. It had to be him.

"Don’t forget the wine for Dad on Saturday."

My sister, the most organized person on the planet.

PING!

I went to the phone slowly. I couldn’t bear the disappointment if it wasn’t him. My pulse quickened when I saw his name. I waited a few minutes, savoring the anticipation.

"Day off today. Went snorkeling. Pretty cool fish. Mike says they might need me for another month."

I almost hurled the phone across the room. It had taken him 4 days to reply with that? No answers to my questions, no response to my affectionate outpourings? That was it! I decided. I would wait a week to reply.