Closing the front door behind me I tilt my head back and empty the last of my water bottle into my mouth. My breathing beginning to come down from my run I still managed to miss my mouth with some of the water as it cascades down my shirt and onto my running shorts. I can feel my heart slowing as my body comes down, making my way up the stairs to the bedroom so I can shower and that’s when I hear the water in the bathroom already running. I follow the sound and find you standing in the shower. The room filled with steam. The air is thick with moisture. We made our shower a special request when we built our house. Two shower heads, 6 feet long and 3 feet wide, with a complete glass set of doors. We could probably fit 6 or 7 people comfortably inside of it if we felt spicy. Looking beside the door I see your dirty clothes piled up in the corner, the mirror fogged over, my compression shorts and running shorts doing absolutely nothing to hide my growing hardness as I take a moment to watch you through the half fogged glass.
[MF] Meeting the girl who [deleted] me on Reddit.
The sun woke me up. Well, actually, I guess you could say it was the breeze that woke me up—it was the breeze that lifted my blind just enough to let the early morning sun into my bedroom. But whether it was the breeze or sun responsible, I was up. I ran my fingers through my tangled brown hair, rubbed my eyes and yawned. I reached to my nightstand and unplugged the phone whose alarm had yet to ring.
*5:45 not bad*, I thought to myself, *thirty minutes ahead of schedule*. I figured this would give me some time for, well, entertainment. After all, I had a mean case of morning wood, and I had been exchanging messages back and forth with a particularly charming young woman recently, so surely there was something in there to push me over the proverbial edge before my morning shower and coffee. The perfect way to start the day.
My fingers unlocked my phone almost automatically—a process I had repeated hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of times—and intuitively swiped left twice and tapped the “Utilities” folder where I kept Reddit hidden, so that my girlfriend wouldn’t stumble upon it on one of the few nights where she wasn’t travelling for work.
[FM] [33F] [34M] Accidently sharing wife’s sexy picture with a friend leads to an unexpected experience
My wife and I have been experimenting with our sex life for the last 4 years. Once we started to openly talk about our fantasies, we realized we had more in common. One of my wife’s fantasies from last couple of years, which I love, is to play with other couples online. Most of these are text conversations or voice calls with other couples during the fun times. It is super hot to talk to different people once in a while, and these experiences made us both feel super horny.
During a party at our friend’s place, we met a random couple in their late 30s. Totally our type, the guy had a normal/fit body and his wife with great tits and curvy body. My wife and I introduced ourselves to them, and it turned out that the couple was from Latin America. They were just visiting Europe as tourists. This killed our excitement, not that we had any sharing experience by then, but we were totally fantasizing. They were about to leave soon, but by the end of the party, we had exchanged whatsapp details to stay in touch. The next day my wife and I showed them some sights from our city and we all kind of clicked well together.
Embracing the C Word [F]
I woke up feeling his warmth next to mine. his skin against mine. His eyes boring into mine. His voice tantalising my ears.
Only he was not mine.
Except in my imagination.
I closed my eyes. There he was. In my mind again.
The thing is, he taught me a naughty word. Yes it’s a well known, widely used word, but for me, it’s a word I’d always loathed. He changed that. He changed the very definition of this word. It’s form, the sounds, it’s meaning all became clear to me. It became a good word. A very good word indeed.
Since then, I could not get this word or him out of my mind.
My body throbbed at the thought of it and him saying this word. I bit my finger and resisted trailing it downwards.
There was not enough time.
I got up. He only gave me a short respite before entrancing me with his presence once more.
In the shower, as I lathered my skin with the soapy bubbles, I closed my eyes. It was not I that was doing the work, but him, working up a good lather all over my body, whilst whispering seductively, in my ear.
A hotel staff fucked me after hours [FM]
I had had a fling with one of the bar staff earlier that week, a young stallion, very satisfactory. On my last night staying there I was as horny as hell. I returned to the bar and sat on a bar stool, ordering drinks and flirting outrageously with the guys and the customers. I had boots n short leather skirt with a t shirt over my basque and stockings.
One of the customers, Jed, an older guy I had been chatting to overheard my invite to my young stallion who politely asked if another staff member could join. “Of course” was my reply.
Jed was clearly up for some fun asked me if he could join the party too. Well he was an older guy, 70 I guessed, and I wondered whether he would be able to keep up. No harm if he joins in, I thought.
So, after last orders I retired to my room. Jed joined me first with the door slightly ajar. Jed was all over me, his tongue straight down my throat. His hand were everywhere, truly like an octopus. I wondered if his cock was squid like, odd things pop into your mind at times like this. I needed to calm him, so I pushed him onto the bed and started to undress him.
I came on a stranger’s hand and licked my cum off his fingers [26F]
I am a slutwife. I have a rotation of guys that I fuck on a regular basis. I had a pretty good setup, a different guy for every day of the week. Sometimes it was two or more in a day. It all depended on my crazy ass work schedule. Recently two of the guys got girlfriends, and of course that meant bye bye to our arrangement. Due to me getting sick, the guys getting girlfriends, and just shitty timing, it had been over a week (maybe even 2) since I’d fucked anyone other than my husband. So I did what every slut would do and started looking for replacements. In the midst of my search, I came across a photo of a guy who was coming in town for work and was looking for some fun. A quick hookup wasn’t really what I was looking for, until I saw his body. This man never missed a day in the gym. And then I saw pictures of his dick. It had a nice long curve. I had no doubt he could hit all of my spots. He was handsome too. I messaged him and he messaged back. We set up a meet and greet at an Applebee’s for later that day near his hotel (we all knew where this was headed).
(MF) Cuckold surprise from my wife
‘I finally did it. I found someone to let you live out your fantasy’ the message read as I stepped out of my meeting at work.
I’d always fantasised that my wife would fuck another man while I was at work, and I would get home to sloppy seconds. Rosie had never seemed convinced by the idea.
The text message had me instantly hard. ‘Are you serious??’ I replied rushing back to my office to make sure no one saw my growing boner.
‘Yeah, he tastes incredible’ came the response. This made my cock pulse in my trousers and I reached down to stroke the length. ‘Prove it’ I replied quickly with some feeling of jealousy but pushed aside by the excitement.
I waited for what seemed like hours, before my phone lit up again. A 3 minute video of Rosie licking and sucking at a huge 8 inch length. She slid her tongue around the tip before dipping her head and taking the thick shaft deep into her mouth. A strong hand grasped at her hair and pulled her forward, shoving more of his length inside her. Rosie gasped for air but went back for more eager to take the full length deep in her throat. I stood up and locked my office door as I watched, my cock was throbbing and I needed a release myself. Just as I released my cock and began to stroke myself the video ended.
My poor fiancé unknowingly had sex with me while I was full of cum
So last night I went out with some friends just to have a good time. We’ll long story short I met an incredibly attractive man and we went back to his place where I shit you not shot so much cum in me I thought it was never going to end.
Anyways I had to go home and found my fiancé waiting for me naked. He knows I get horny when I drink but doesn’t know I found a guy to satisfy me. Not wanting to give it away I get on my knees and aggressively suck his cock with another man’s cum dripping out of me. I then ride his cock and mentions that I must be horny because I’m making his cock extra creamy. Knowing full well that was anothers cum I was so turned on that I rode him, grinding my pussy on him until he finished nice and deep in me.
Would recommend
I had to stay silent while my fuck buddy chatted with his mom. [MF]
**”EVERYBODY IN THIS STORY IS 18+”**
Since I started having sex at 18, I’ve always had this kinky fantasy of getting caught in the act.
I love the rush of trying to stay quiet while getting pounded by a hot guy.
So, I was at my friend with benefits’ place, and let me tell you, this guy was a Greek god – ripped body, gorgeous cock, and that curly hair of his made him look like a total fuckboy.
I was riding him reverse cowgirl style, moaning like a slut when suddenly, we heard the front door unlock.
It was his shouty mom, who yelled out to check if he was home.
He replied casually as if I wasn’t there. I was so close to climaxing but froze when the door opened. I bit down on some bedsheets, trying to keep quiet.
My FWB didn’t stop, though. He put his hands on my hips and started thrusting up into me while also controlling my movements.
I couldn’t protest, but damn, it was hot.
He was chatting away with his mom about the weather while whispering dirty things in my ear like “Keep going, slut” and “Don’t you dare cum.”
I confessed to a friend and immediately filled my mouth with his cum in a public restroom! [FM]
Longtime lurker, longtime closeted slut. Yet, to my friends, I’m pretty chill! I gave off signs of course, being open with sexuality, wearing skirts and hoses, flirty and jokey, but not, “I NEED to get cock or I’ll implode” kinda gal. Well that changed, for at least one of my friends. The hot one of course!
But first, context!
Was a date. A “we’re singles with jobs on Valentine’s day” Friday date. Already, sparks are flying around as we shared solidarity of being relationship inept fucks in a cute coffee cafe.
So, before the cafe burns down, I spilled beans.
“I want to be a slut!” Not out loud, public place!
“Aren’t you already a slut, hoe?” Shit, he said it in such a cute mocking tone!
No dipshit! I had to explain to him what I truly meant, even showed him this subreddit’s little doctrine!
But alas, he asked me why him of all people to be first to know. And me shifting my legs sure as fuck didn’t help. Secrets out! And his hand? On my skirt! Thumb on the crease, fingers grabbing the ends! Did I tell you that I strategically sat on the same side as him? This 6 foot hunk of a man versus a petite yet stacked little like me?