[M] I ate out and fucked my BBW coworker outside of a work event

I’m 26, 6’3 and super skinny. I’ve always been attracted to woman with more to love, and about a 6 months ago my company hired my “textbook type” woman. Let’s call her May.

May and I have always been flirty, and I often fantasize about her at work. On Saturday my company had a work party and I May was dressed in this tight pink dress that really showed off her body. We caught each other staring at one another multiple times that night and I made a few comments about how good she looked.

After about 5 drinks I stepped outside for a break to check my phone. I’ll never forget that tap on my shoulder that initiated what’s about to come. I turned around to see May looking up at me.

“Have you been avoiding me tonight?” She asked with a cute smile on her face.

I smiled so big, giggling at her all drunk saying “I have to be careful around you”

She asked why, our eyes locked, smiles huge.

“Because of what I want to do to you”…. I couldn’t believe I let that slip out. She bit her lip and stepped closer to me… “like what?” She said.

University really helped me release my inner whore [f]23

When I first started my university degree, I considered myself a modest and relatively reserved small town girl. However that doesn’t mean I was naive. You see, I’ve always been aware of the ‘assets’ I have and of the attention that they attract. Genetically, I’ve been blessed with huge 32DD tits and peachy ass and let’s just say that they help me get my way in a lot of situations.

I ended up having a lot of wandering eyes locking themselves onto me in bars and nightclubs. As time went on, I found myself enjoying it more and more, slowly becoming comfortable with it to the point where I began to wear sexier, more revealing dresses and outfits.

I’d hook up with a guy every now and then but just the idea of being watched and wanted made my pussy so wet in the first place. Wet to the point where I’d literally have to remove my panties because they were soaked.

“The guys are really friendly, you’ll love them.” [Group]

*Dubious consent isn’t for everyone, but it is for me so please don’t fret about my well-being.*

This was my second date with Paul, and I think we both knew it wasn’t going to go anywhere serious, though we wanted to have some fun before ending anything. I was 21, and still enjoying college and had matched with Paul on one of the apps. He was 27 and had no problem with me being younger, and I didn’t mind either. Paul was a engineer, but was also in a social rugby league in my college town, and he looked it. Just shy of 6 feet tall, he was pretty built and knew we could have some fun if we ever got the chance.

We met up for some drinks at a bar and were having a pretty good time when two of his friends came into the bar. Paul lit up as they hugged and chatted before he introduced me. Michael and Trent were on his rugby team, of similar builds, though Trent was a little taller and, while definitely built, was slightly more lean to Paul and Michael’s stocky-ness. They were definitely enjoying catching up (it must have been an off season so they hasn’t seen each other recently) and I thought that would be the end of the night. They all agreed to grab a table when Trent turned to me and asked if I’d join them. Hoping that I could still sleep with Paul, I decided to join them as they started getting rounds.

(24f) The time I hooked up with a furniture delivery guy with my whole family home [MF]

Obviously this was several years ago when I still lived at home. I was pretty wild back then, still am but I might have been worse when i was younger lol. I don’t remember all the details so bare with me.

Anyway we were getting a bunch of furniture delivered and for one reason or another I decided I wanted to be a tease. I am pretty sure I had just gotten into a fight with my boyfriend at the time and I was being petty lol. I wore a tiny little tank top and shorts. The kind of outfit I’d get yelled at for wearing out somewhere.

So these guys show up and start doing their job. One of them I actually vaguely knew. He was an older guy I’d met a few times at college parties, and he’s hot as fuck. He made no effort to hide that he was checking me out, and I was purposely showing off for him, and the other guys. My parents were too busy telling them where things go to notice.

I have a massive collection of dicks on my phone [F]

Some are friends, some are strangers, by this stage it genuinely has to be in the hundreds by now.

I opened my gallery today and didn’t realise the full amount that was there, I showed a friend and she seemed almost impressed by the amount.

I really feel like I should create a private folder for them or something because if anyone sees that who I don’t want to I’ll have some explaining to do lol.

[FM] Fucking on a boat is an interesting experience.

I have a sort of sugar daddy who owns a boat, and in July I visited him at the shore and he took me out on it. I wore a cute little bikini, a cute cover, he liked it a lot. He was staring at me so much, if the sea had as much traffic as a street there definitely would’ve been an accident, lol.

At some point in the middle of the water we “parked” the boat. I don’t know what the right term is, since we weren’t at a dock. Anchored the boat? I’m not sure. He wanted to fish, I wanted to tan a bit. The way his boat is set up, there’s a lounging area in the front and in the middle there’s the sailor’s chair, then in the back there’s like 2 swiveling chairs, if I’m remembering correctly. I didn’t take any pics that I still have today, so it’s a little unclear.

But so I was just tanning up in the lounging area, there were like plastic couches i put a towel over so they wouldn’t stick to my skin. He’d helped me put sunscreen and tanning oil on, so he was already turned on having grabbed and squeezed and groped me body, and he was watching me more than his bobber.

[FM] I (25f) slept with my ex’s best friend (25m) while his friends were passed out in a hotel room LONG STORY

This is my first post so any feedback would be welcome. This happened years ago when I was in my 20’s. I’ve been reminded about how many fun stories I have to share and should post some on here. This kind of long but wanted to give some background.

***Background*** My ex and I met on MySpace (what’s that?) after we both graduated college in a true Millennial tale. Social media was fairly new and MySpace was one of the first sites you actually could search people by distance and interests. My ex lived in Milwaukee while I lived in Chicago. While this wasn’t ideal, it was a great relationship, fell in young love, and spent weekends driving back and forth from WI to IL. This was hardly any time to meet any friends that weren’t usually couples since we would be doing couple things all weekend…except for Steve.

Steve was so gorgeous: shaved head, 6’4″, handsome, muscular frame. He wasn’t the typical midwestern farm boy most people assume. He looked a lot like Chris Pine with shaved head and piercing blue eyes. He moved back home to complete his teaching certificate, but he was miserable living at home after graduation. He would go to my ex’s apartment any time he could to get away from the his parents and seeing his students in public.

Catching up with my 19[f] old teacher [39f]

A few weeks ago I ran into my old high school science teacher (who was also my old soccer coach and a friend’s dad (not a super close friend, but still!)) and we got to talking. We exchanged numbers so that we could get a group together and catch up. Well, so far there has not been any mention of meeting up, but we have been exchanging increasingly suggestive and naughty messages and photos.

He wants to see me the next time I’m in town. I’m up for some sexy fun, but not really interested in it turning out to be more (which I think he wants). Any suggestions for how to tell him that and avoid drama, but also still get some fun would be greatly appreciated.

[f]antasizing mind

You call me, ask that favor. I comply. We meet. I handle it.

You don’t quite know how much I grew, for you, in that moment. I had that strength, for you. I’ve literally left my husband hanging with less.

To all the women that might read this: this is becoming an emotional thing. I provided first aid to him. My bedside manner was everything you’d want! At least, it was everything I’d want. Wanted… anyway

Once more we get to chatting. You’re sitting on your bed, I choose the floor, seeming a less desperate mirror move. After a while we get to the couch, all afternoon we played a ‘tug of war’ of space. You slowly moved over as I tried that move. Luckily, and unfortunately for me, this day lead some revealing truths. You shared you do not initiate. Which all I heard is I have to take the lead if I wanted this to happen.

Wet Dreams Vol 1

It was a typical day for me, lounging pool side, naked, sun beating down on my tanned skin, margarita by my side. What was not expected was the pool boy to come by today.

He cleared his throat. I had no time to cover myself. I laid still, embracing my nudity, acting casual.

“Sorry to bother you ma’am, we told your husband we had to come a day early,” he said to me.

That prick never told me anything.

“Not to worry dear, just carry on as you would,” I said back.

I could see him look me up and down longingly; that’s why I got round, firm implants in the first place, so people would see them. My toned body led to a thick, black landing strip of pubes, leading to my tight, puffy, smooth labia. If that didn’t turn him on, I don’t know what would. He was tall, dark and handsome, muscular too. I enjoyed watching him bend over to collect water samples, then walk laps as he cleaned the water.