[M]y Office MIL[F] experience

A little background: I'm 26, tall, decent looking half-Indian guy, who went to college around Philly. I know everyone thinks all the stories here are fake, so I am keeping it as honest and detailed as possible. A few years ago, after my junior year of college, I had an internship in the city.

There was a pretty hot receptionist/admin lady at this firm, let's call her Rachel, who helped us with our paperwork and general stuff around the office. She was about 28-30, blonde shortish hair, 5'5 or so, with a great ass and big B cups. Not exactly an hourglass figure, but not too far off either, and very friendly. As a 20 year old, I never really thought I had a chance, and though we flirted and talked a little bit, nothing really happened apart from smoking together with other people a couple of times.

I actually became FWBs with one of the other interns, finished the internship and went back to school. More than a year later, after graduating, I was working at a different place in the city and went out for after-work drinks with a few colleagues. We had knocked back a few cocktails when I see Rachel and a couple of her friends come into the bar.

Nailed two fantasies in one night at the goth club [M/F]

I've been lurking around this subreddit for awhile, hoping somehow, someday I'd have something I can share and, by George, I think I've got one! So this might be a bit long, but I'm trying to flesh out as much of my experience as I can so hopefully that's appreciated.

So my group of friends decide to spend our Saturday night by going to one of the gay bars in the city on their goth night. I'm no way goth in my lifestyle but my roommates had gone out there last month and said that it was a fun time and really interesting so I thought hey, why the fuck not. I've got nothing better going on! Plus I like going out and dressing up, especially if it's going out dressed in something fun and crazy like this. Business casual, this is not! P.S. Shut up Anna Kendrick, I know my bathroom's a mess – don't you judge me.

Not quite flashing on a nude beach [ENF], [OON]

While I love travelling with my husband I have far longer holidays so often end up travelling on my own throughout the year, this in turn means that I often visit nude beaches on my own too. Despite my exhibitionist tendencies I prefer to control the situation and a lone woman on a beach can draw untoward attention, clothed or not. To resolve this issue I usually seek out another family or couple on the beach and ask to join them, genuine nudists are always happy to see me and I’ve never been refused when asking if I could set up near them.

 

However what I really love is finding a textile couple on a nude beach, on rare occasions they are not aware of the purpose of the beach but usually their aim is simply to see people with no clothes on. I especially love these couples when the beach is almost deserted, the sense of anticipation as I walk up to them fully clothed and ask if I could possibly join them for a while is immeasurable. I’ll always initiate conversation first and judge the situation though never mentioning the fact they are on a nude beach, I will only join them if I feel safe and comfortable.

Surprise Encounter Part 1 [Mf]

There's a knock at the door. I look at the clock. 6:27.

"Interesting," I mutter to myself as I secure my towel and head toward the entrance.

I open the door and there she is. Through the dark screen I can see she is lost in her thoughts, but quickly looks up. She studies my outline and discovers I am in a towel.

"You're early. I am not ready." I say as coyly as I can.

"Sorry. I wanted to talk with you before we met up later."

"I'm confused," I exhale loudly, "You wanted to talk to me before we met up later to hang out and talk?"

She laughs nervously, "Yes."

"Well then come on in and make yourself at home." I open the screen door with a loud squeak and I catch her surprise at my body. It is not like it used to be when she last saw me undressed. The thin, lean frame has been replaced by a well defined mass of strength and muscle.

I smile at her reaction; I like how it feels. My lust flares up inside me.

Last Time i Got Some Dick

So far march has been a dry spell for me due to course work. But last time i managed to hooked up was on the last Saturday in February. I was back home in England to see my parents and had been dragged along to a house party in the middle of nowhere with some school friends. It kinda started off as a bit of a shit night just 12 of us getting drunk in a house but at about 11, 6 guys from the year above turned up with a crate of vodka bottles which was when thinks started to get messy. So getting some chairs from the kitchen we all began to play ring of fire and everyone started to get very drunk which was when i noticed mark at the other side of the circle who kept teasing me by picking me as the friend to drink. After two rounds of that we sort of broke off into little groups and mark managed to end up next to me so begging to chat we kinda hit it off. So sneaking through to the hall we began to make out. With him picking me up and leaning me against the wall so that i could play with his hair as we kissed. At this point we kinda got caught by my friend anna who began to giggle so he put me down so that i could quite her down and direct her to the bathroom which she was looking for. Then giving each other a look i took his hand and he led me into the spare room at the back of the house cause luckily the parents of my friend who was hosting the party were out. Locking the door i jumped him pushing him on the bed and climbing on top of him. Unbuttoning his shirt, he pulled off my top and began to play with boobs. Something which turned me on a ridiculous amount. Reaching down i unzipped his pants and let loose his python. For as i pulled down his calvin kleins i was very excited to see a very beautiful 8 inch uncut cock:) So begining to go down on him, i cradled his balls which drove him wild. At this point he couldn’t take it anymore and pulled my head off his cock before throwing me on the bed and pulling my pants down. He then pulled out a condom from his wallet and climbing on top of me he began to fuck me hard. Holding on for dear life, my arms round his neck, i felt my eyes roll and my toes curl as my legs wrapped round his back. Then like a wave my first orgasm washed over the ocean that was now my vagina causing me to let out a little squeak. Which i later found out people downstairs heard but at the time i didn’t care because i was in heaven. So continuing to pump away he finally came himself and we collapsed together on the bed in a sweaty mess. After that it got slightly awkward, so we went down stairs again but somehow at the end of the night he ended up walking me home and i may have ended up sucking him off in a bus shelter. Something wish i regret slightly now cause that is slutty even by my standards but at the time i just remember that his dick tasted like marzipan.

Red [m/f]

My entire body was tingling with anticipation as I laid on the bed – spread eagle, bound to all four corners of the bed by my wrists and ankles, wearing only my bra and dress. My tights and red thong were somewhere on the floor, discarded a few moments ago. I turned my head, looking at the red cuff that held my hand firmly in place. The colour matched my bra. Suddenly your hand grabbed my chin, and forced me to look back up at you. You were holding the blindfold – also red.

“Let’s put this on, shall we?”

I knew the question was rhetorical, and obediently lifted my head from the mattress. “I’m noticing a colour scheme here,” I said, grinning. The blindfold had come with the restraints, but my red underwear was a happy coincidence. You smiled, and put the blindfold over my eyes.

There’s something about not being able to see anything that just makes everything seem more erotic. I suppose it’s because the other senses get heightened, to compensate for the lack of sight. I was instantly more aware of everything that was happening: the slight pressure of your thighs on mine where you sat on top of me, the slight tickle of your hair on my face as you leaned in to kiss me, the feeling of your lips on my cheek.

[f] playing a whore for an older [m]an once again.

It's been a little while since I posted about meeting up with an older man from tinder and getting fucked like a whore in his hotel room and figured a follow-up about our christmas-party office fuck might be a worthwhile follow-up.

We'd been seeing each other casually – mostly for sex – for a few months by the time the holidays rolled around and he asked me to go with him. For him, it was a chance to show off the hot young piece of ass he'd been playing with for the past few months. He promised to give me money for a new dress and told me there'd be free champagne. I'm a sucker for free champagne.

He texted me throughout the day, making little demands. He wanted my hair down. He wanted my dress to be bright and short to show of my legs. He wanted it to be backless. He wanted me to keep my makeup light and neutral and to look hot and "young as fuck". That's hardly a problem when you've just turned 19 and are half korean.

I had [f]un yesterday as [m]y senpai’s sexy kitten.

Hey there! I wanted to share with you the awesome experience I had with my Senpai!

So yesterday, my Senpai picked me up at my house and he drove me first, to the sex store for a toy for me and we looked around a bit…

Like a good kitten, I let Senpai pick out a toy for me to play with and he decided on a vibrator…not too big, just small enough to fit comfortably in my tight pussy.

After that, he took me back to his place where he held me, and we kissed passionately while he played with my boobs and squeezed my ass.

Then he set up his camcorder and had me strip down and play with myself using my new vibrator while he recorded it for his later viewing pleasure.

After a while, he tied my hands behind my back and had me suck him off and I could not use my hands. It was challenging for me, but I did my best to suck his cock, swirling my tongue around the tip and licking up and down his shaft. He then had me stop and he untied my hands only to tie them again above my head.

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.18: Kerina Socializes with No Pants On [fM]

Kerina jerked awake when the voices invaded her dreams. She looked up bleary eyed to see a few people walking into the room from the direction of the front door.

"Wake up sleepy head," Brendan called out like he was talking to a kid.

"Wh-what time is it?" stammered Kerina, wondering how long she had slept for.

"Its 8.30 and who might you be?" asked a well cultured voice. Kerina looked up and saw a skinny but athletic guy well dressed with short hair and a moustache. He was obviously well into his 30's. She had only been asleep about 30 minutes she realised.

"You okay?" he asked as she sat there silent, the thoughts going through her head.

"Uh, y-yes, I am Kerina," she said weakly.

"Oh hello Kerina, it is nice to meet you," he said politely, "My name is Greg.

"Hey Greg, who is this?" asked another guy walking into the room. He was fatter, his clothes were not neat or tidy and he had a three day growth going on his chin.

"Oh, hey Lionel, this is Kerina. Kerina meet Lionel," Said Greg.

Uncle Mark, Ch. 3: [Mf] [inc]

Mark walked with Val on his arm back to the parkade. She happily swung her bag of clothes that Mark bought for her, and pressed her hip to his. He could feel the sassy sway in her hips. Braless, her breasts bounced enticingly below her tank top, and the men stared. Val smiled, aloof to them, happy to be on her uncle's arm. Mark held her close to his side. When they had met in the food court, Mark had acted first and given her ass a lusty grope and a slap. She tried to kiss him but he pushed her away with a playful look on his face, without giving an explanation. Mark felt it was best this way, to remind Val who was calling the shots here while giving her the validation she seemed to be after. Still, it was like playing with fire.