miiiiightve just done one of the sluttiest things ive done yet [26F]

i was incredibly hormonal and awful this afternoon; my fiancé had had me suck him off the night before, and it had gotten me so so wet. when i asked him to get me off, he refused, and eventually i fell asleep dripping and incredibly unfulfilled. as a result of that, i picked a dumb fight while i was at work and blew up at him. i knew if i was gonna have any fucking hope of keeping myself together, i had to get fucked.

while i was at work, this guy came in, wearing a wedding ring but absolutely flirting with me. i was wearing a tiny lil black semi see thru crop top (no bra), and a tiny lil wrap around plaid skirt that had a split almost up to my pussy (no panties) and obviously made a point to bend over to show off for him. i passed him my # in his purchase, and not even a full minute after he left, he was txting and asking what i was doing after work. i replied “u 😜”. he told me that if we were gonna do this, we’d have to be so so so careful because – get this – he would have to host me because his wife would hear if he left but id have to be so quiet.

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[MF] My blessed second marriage to a gorgeous and horny ex-stripper

I posted an earlier version of this under another account. Now that I’m back, here’s an updated version.

So yeah, it’s been a rollercoaster. In 2018 I took a job overseas, in Milan. My wife and I moved out there and it grew on me more quickly than her. Other tensions were present as well, and we decided mutually to split up in early ‘20, it had been coming for a while and we both knew it wouldn’t survive lockdown.

During the same period, I became gym-buddies with a gorgeous, twenty-something, whip-smart (engineering degree!) tattoo-covered stripper with an absolutely obscene body—skinny waist, round ass, huge tits and (I later learned) a penchant for pairing denim jeans with translucent tops. She liked me because I was just about the only guy at the gym who wasn’t either leering at her or hitting on her. We started chatting one day and we hit it off. Of course, I never dreamed a goddess like her would see our friendship as anything more than platonic—I felt she saw me as a “safe” friend, and (being in my forties at the time) I probably reminded her of her dad. (I was right, but that was not the barrier I’d assumed it was.)

(22F) i’m obsessed with giving blowjobs on the first meet

I’ve found myself always ending first dates by giving my dates a BJ. I’ve always found it a nice way of saying thanks for a great night

Just a few weeks ago I went on a date and as soon as we were done with dinner and in the parking lot I was already getting a mouthful. I mean throughout our conversations I did promise him I’d do it for him if we had a good night. I’m a girl of my word. I honestly couldn’t wait to get it out his pants suck it and see how it tasted. I wasn’t disappointed at all. I just let him use my mouth until he was done and done. As he was cumming I just kept swallowing it all down and didn’t stop sucking him (I’ve been told this feels incredibly good). Even after he was done I just kept sucking on it.

Honestly If he didn’t cum so quickly probably would’ve fucked him too

The need to suck on something just gets me wet everytime im out with a guy.

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Caught in Combat #01 [FF 21+][rape][edging][forced][humiliation]

When Helena woke up, she found herself in a dark cave. Only a few flickering torches lit up the rough surface of the stone walls surrounding her. A shiver of fright and cold ran down her naked spine. She had been stripped completely, only left with metal gear around her waist and breasts. Metal underwear? Why would you do that? She had no idea.

Getting used to the dimmed light, she noticed she wasn’t the only woman in the cave. There were three more – one sobbing silently, lying turned to the wall, slowly shaking her body. The other two were silently talking on the other side of the room. All of them were wearing the same armor that she wore. Where the heck did she end up here?

The door flew open, interrupting her thoughts. A medievally rough looking man with a long beard entered the room through the iron gate that kept it locked. Was this… a prison? The man grabbed her arm violently and dragged her out.”You’re awake. Good. Let’s go. Your turn to fight now. Today: You cum, you win. Understood?”

“No, I don’t agree to any of this. Where am I? What’s happening? How did…”

cheating during a camping trip turned into a hot threesome [25F]

Hello! First time poster here to share my favorite sexual experience. This story is going to be a little long!

It takes place last May, I went on a summer camping trip with my boyfriend for 3 nights. The first night we decided to pitch and sleep in a tent, but the other two nights we had a cabin reserved on the same camping grounds. It was a beautiful and romantic setting by the lakeside, where little cabins and RV’s sat cozy together, strung with lights.

Anyways, a little background… My boyfriend Jarod and I have been together off and on for the last 2 years. I say “off and on” because we broke up for 6 months, but got back together over the last summer. I slept with several guys in those months, and even had my first threesome with two guys who I barely even knew. It was a mini hoe-phase, to say the least.

Jarod knows how slutty I got while we were broken up, and he was completely cool about it. He even told me that he’s always wanted to have a threesome with me and another man, he just didn’t know how to bring it up while we were dating.

My Girlfriend Got Extra Cock During Our Stay in a Hotel in London [MFM] [20s] [Cuckolding] [Threesome] [True Story]

This follows on over a year after our first threesome with James.

Having driven from our university city that November morning we had left the car in a quiet side street in south west London before walking to the tube station to get the District Line into central London. Lauren and I were visiting London together to go out for a meal for my school friend Andrew’s birthday. Taking the opportunity to stay in a hotel for the weekend. We arrived mid-afternoon at our hotel just east of the City of London and near to Brick Lane. We checked in before heading up to our room on one of the top floors.

Lauren does her usual thing of looking round the room, checking everything out and settling in, unpacking some of her luggage and putting things neatly in their place. She then begins to give me a teasing look, taking off the hoodie she had been wearing and throwing it on the bed before pulling her top down with her tits out over it. She glances towards the glass fronted balcony which looks out over the roofs of lower buildings and towards other tall buildings a couple of streets away with the large towers of London further away again. The next thing I know Lauren is casually sliding the door open, I feel a stirring in my groin as I watch her heading out onto the balcony. She was playing one of her slutty games and was clearly hoping that people might see herself exposing her massive 32E tits.

Back Seat Rendezvous. P2 [f27][m57](fingering, cheating, stripping, video sex)

It started after our back seat rendezvous.

The sexting, the photos, the video calls. I knew it wasn’t right. I’m married, he’s married. But I love it. I knew he did too.

I’m sitting on my bed. The house is quiet for once, I’m messaging him and telling him all the things I want to do to him. Hes giving it right back. Making me tingly and wet.
Then he hits me with something new..
‘Video me’
Heck ya! I set my tri-pod up.
I call him and he answers right away
‘Hey stranger’ he says with a smile
‘Hey yourself’
‘Why on earth do you still have clothes on?’
I stand up up, put my phone on the tri-pod and adjust the camera.

‘Tell me what you want me to take off first..’
‘Shirt.. definitely has to go’
I do as I’m told, exposing my red lacey bra.

‘Oh I like that one.. its a shame you’ll have to take it off soon.. pants next’
I take my leggings off..

‘Mmm matching panties?’
‘Of course’ I say with a smile ‘now.. which one first ?’

I fucked an older guy in a cafe [F]

He was just so fucking hot, he must have been maybe 40 years old. He had soft brown hair that was cut short on the sides and longer on top with some blonde streaks to it. His eyes were blue and his body was flawless. He wore a tight black tank-top that showed off his muscular arms and abs. I could see he worked out regularly because of how defined they were. His pants were baggy but still fit well enough to show off his ass and legs.

We met at a coffee shop one afternoon when i went there for my usual vanilla latte. We both ordered our drinks and sat down next to each other. At first i thought he was going to be a creep, but as soon as we started talking he seemed like such a nice guy. He told me about himself and i did the same thing. This turned into us talking about what we liked and didn’t like sexually. After a bit of small talk, he leaned over to me and asked if he could kiss me. I said yes and he kissed me full on the lips. I loved kissing him! It felt so good. I had never done anything sexual before outside of masturbating, but this guy made me feel comfortable enough to try something new. I let go of the drink he bought me and grabbed his hand. I pulled him closer to me and put my hands on his chest. As soon as we touched, my pussy grew wet. I wanted more. He got up from his seat and walked around behind me.

Becoming her bitch in the bathroom stall. (f/f)

I begged for it. I wanted it. I craved it. Every day. Of course, I’d never gotten up the courage to do it. So many times I’d dreamed of doing it. Today I did. I shyly stalked up to him in chemistry class, flipping my hair, head down, big green eyes looking up into his. “Can I suck you off? Please?” He was taken off guard and laughed like it was a joke and looked at his friends. All of which had their chin on the floor. I continued, with an eager smile, “I’ll suck you off here, under the table.” He blushed cutely and stammered an excuse to get up. Too shy, he missed out. So I sauntered out of class and made a beeline to the bathroom. I swung the stall door closed and began to touch myself. Caressing my chest, and gently tracing my nipples. Moving down, I slipped my hand under my skirt and slid my fingers deep inside myself. I was so wet my thong was soaked through. I gasped and shuddered, slipping and sliding, and moaning his name. “Shut up you slut!” The next stall called out.

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A Domesticated Kitten – Part II [MF] [MDom] [Fsub] [BDSM] [Oral] [Anal Play] [Rough] [Tease & Denial]

*[A Domesticated Kitten – Part I [MF] [MDom] [Fsub] [BDSM] [Oral] [Rough] [Mild Petplay]](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/n1sm58/a_domesticated_kitten_part_i_mf_mdom_fsub_bdsm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) *

He looks at her, ass up in the air, exposed fully to him, and bound to the corner of the mattress.

“Would you like to feel the leather across your ass?” he asks as he slips his belt off.

“No, Sir. I’ve been good, haven’t I?” Kitten pleads.

“Yes, you have. No, I will not use the belt on you. But I do want to play.” he says, approaching her.

She feels his fingers caressing her ass, light strokes gliding along, causing goosebumps on her flesh. He is sliding his hands up her back, along her spine. Her head is resting on the bed, her back arched, and her ass displayed. Her nipples are erect from the sensations his fingers are creating and from the gentle touch they receive each time they lightly brush the sheets. He reaches around and flicks a nipple, lightly, gently, just enough to cause the wetness on her labia to increase with a burst of feeling. His hands return to her ass, and he slides his finger between her ass cheeks, brushing lightly against her entrance. Her pussy aches for his touch, but he ignores it, letting her nectar seep out, dripping down her thighs. He glides his finger around her asshole, slipping down to lubricate it regularly with her wetness, then back again. As the lube eases his access, he slowly applies more pressure, slipping into her. He slides out and repeats the process until his depth reaches his first knuckle. This steady, slow pattern increases her arousal, each cycle increasing the depth of his finger until it is fully inserted into her ass, sliding in and out. She is breathing heavily now, her soft moans matching his cadence.