Like many others, we often travel to ease the stress that we receive throughout our daily life. My than boyfriend and me had been on each other’s nerve and we really needed a break from work and perhaps from each other. His work commitments did not allow him to travel so it was kind of a solo trip for me. I always escape to this country because of the convenience that it had for me. I knew the language, the culture but most importantly, with just a simple sentence such as “Who is free? or I am here”, I was able to get people to hang out with me. My boyfriend knows this well too. Of course I can ask my friends to hang with me back home but there is something exclusive about being able to command people to your needs overseas.
[FF] An informal seaside photo shoot with my sexy gal pals turned wetter than any of us imagined (F/21)
Life has been busy and I’ve been away from Reddit for a bit, but coming back soon with a story of my impromptu sex fest on the beach with my four beautiful friends. There’s currently a pic on my profile of us that day, which I’ll leave up a little while longer. My friends are Lauren (dreds), Mikayla (dark hair), Amanda (blonde hair no hat, phat ass?), and Michelle (blonde w hat). I’m the brunette in the green asymmetrical bikini, and you can call me Lexi.
The five of us got together because Amanda’s friend Damon, an amateur photography student, had a photo series due for class and they enlisted us all to help out.
We met at the beach in the late afternoon, when it was hot and the sun gave off a perfect warm light. Damon took some solo photos of each of us, and then some group photos.
How I [M] had sex with my masseuse [F] U.K.
Okay, so firstly I need to preface that a lot of people thinking you can see a masseuse once & expect this to happen isn’t real, unless you go to some Asian parlour.
So other the years I’ve been getting into Tantric / Sensual massages. Honestly, it is amazing. So in about January 2019 I find this site, which has this type of massage for £70 1 hour. We will call the lady Tia. She was sexy AF, about a 34DD, bubble butt, a bit on the stomach but with a gorgeous face, early 30s, Indian / Colombian mix. So I message her, we exchange some messages & agree to meet.
Hurt me Sir [bdsm] [pet play] [SSC]
I need to kneel down on the harsh ground waiting for Sir to arrive, I was told to wait in the forest near my house. The place where I dommed Sir last time.
I waited there, not sure if Sir will find the place, scared of what’s about to happen, but excited.
I know I’m scared from Sir, but being scared makes me wet and ready for Sir to use me like a slutty kitten. I hear a car coming, and I’m closing my eyes like Sir told me to do. I hear the door closing and I’m getting wet from the suspense that is slowly crippling in.
I hear Sirs voice over me, I’m bowing down, showing him that I give up my power and I’m ready to be used for his needs. I trust Sir and I know he wouldnt hurt me, and yet the tears are slowly making their way down my cheeks, Sir is asking me if everything is okay, I’m meowing back, and nodding my head. I hear Sirs footsteps getting closer, I’m trying to guess where he’s coming from, but with no luck. All of a sudden I feel his hand on my hair, yanking me back and pushing me to the hard ground, I’m moaning and crying louder, Sir is pulling my hair back to his leg, letting me feel him, I’m ever so grateful for his touch and I’m cherishing every second, and meowing to say thank you. Sir is taking off his pants and telling me to open my mouth, he pushes his underwear that are wet from me, into my mouth and then spitting on my face, I’m crying and smiling. I want to be good for my Sir, I have too.
Sir is telling me to crawl, I’m crawling while he is yanking my hair and pushing me like a doll to wherever he wants me to be.
He pushes me next to a tree, making my back scratch on the hard wood, sir is telling me to stay where I am, and I’m not moving.
I feel his flogger hitting my body, I want to flinch or run away but I cant, I have to stay still to please my Sir. I’m moaning in pleasure from his pain, and I’m moving my ass to show that his kitten wants more, I’m.purring and trying to make myself as pretty as I can.
I feel Sirs hand on my back, scratching me, and biting my ass, I’m sinking into his pain, into his suffering and into his caring hands.
I finally satisfied my long-standing bird fetish [MF][weird erotica][fetish][body-mod][acquired taste]
Have you ever heard of avisodomy?
Avisodomy is the act of having sex with a bird. This is a fantasy that I’ve harboured for as long as I can remember, and it forms the foundation of my sexuality. All bird species turn me on, but I have a special proclivity for hens and swans which I find have a majestic, feminine beauty to them.
Looking back, this budding passion clearly motivated a few of my pre-sexual experiences. As a small boy let loose on my grandfather’s farm (I grew up in a city in the south of England, but my grandparents owned a farm up north), when no one was around, I’d slip into the chicken pen and snare a poor bird in my grip. Then, using one hand, I’d spread the feathers of it’s behind until I found it’s cloacal opening. Beyond the comprehension of my undeveloped mind, I derived a supreme pleasure from massaging the hole with my index finger and slowly pushing it inside.
For those who don’t know, birds don’t have a separate sexual organ and anus, instead they have a cloaca, which is basically a universal hole for shitting, fucking, and laying eggs.
The Story of Cunt II: Day Two [BDSM] [public] [forced]
Cunt woke up in a daze. She was on the ground, face down, with her hand on her crotch. Where was her underwear? Oh, right, she didn’t have any on, but this wasn’t her skirt. Did she go out drinking last night and have too much fun? Was this urgent horniness a symptom of a hangover? And who was this creep that was sniffing her crotch? She turned around to tell off some douchebro when she realized that the douchebro was a dog being walked by a conservative-looking, middle-aged woman whose face showed equal parts shock and disgust. If she was more brave, Cunt would have offered to lick her cunt for a dollar, to show her how shameless she was, but of course, Cunt wasn’t more brave, so she just looked up at the woman, apologizing and trying to cover herself up. The woman looked down on her, as if she was about to use the newspaper in her hand to swat her on the butt to show her the error of her ways, but instead she just made a disapproving noise and began to walk away. Of course, her dog didn’t, continuing to sniff at Cunt curiously, having never seen a creature quite like this. The middle-aged woman came back to Cunt and used her newspaper to swat the young dog on the nose, telling him to get going. Then, as if her inhibitions had just worn off, the woman looked down on Cunt, spit in her face in disgust and walked away. Cunt was first dumbfounded, then aroused all over again. She wanted to start masturbating again, but there were people in the park now. She had to leave.
Handling a “Karen” at a wedding. [MF]
I have a dear friend who runs a wedding catering business. Before the pandemic I would help him out on busy weekends. I would bartend and handle small jobs on the day of the wedding. I enjoyed the job immensely, made good money and met some great people.
The wedding in particular was over fourth of July weekend a few years back. I was bartending for a rather large gathering, 250 people for the wedding and 350 for the reception. The family paying for the wedding was your typical rich family in the area, no expenses spared for the bride.
The wedding was held at a restaurant/hotel resort on a local popular lake. The day was gorgeous as the skies were blue and the sun was shining. The temperature was in the high eighties which made for some more provocative wedding guest attire. The resort was breathtaking and the hotel on site was one I could never afford to stay at.
[MF]The time I fucked and ghosted my friend’s needy slutty Latina girlfriend. with pics
A couple years ago I use to be friends with this guy who was pretty cool. He looked up to me because I was about 5 years older than him (I was 22 and he was 18.) He was still a senior in high school and I was attending college so we didn’t see much of each other.
One day I walked with him to meet his gf and I left back home. The girl was staring at me as I left and later added me on Facebook a couple days later. She started messaging ,asking how I knew her boyfriend and what we did when we hung out. We talked for weeks and one day she asked me to hang out with her. I was like “sure” then she started questioning if it would be weird and I disagreed. Then she confessed her feelings for me and complained that her bf cheats on her all the time and wanted me to rescue her like a knight in shinning armor. At this point, my friendship with him was pretty distant. He turned into a hype beast fag and ignored me when I would text him. So I told her she should come next Saturday
First time my married 32 yr old co-worker [F] stayed at my [M] house for the night, worst blue balls ever- part 3 of our story
So even though this is part 3, it happened before the first two stories I posted. I’m just sharing different events I had with my married coworker. This happened about a week, week and a half, before we had sex for the first time.
I still remember the restaurant we were sitting at when she told me “I think I could stay the night with you this Saturday, if you’re okay with it.” She tells me her husbands family has a wedding a few hours away, it was in the evening so they’d be staying in a hotel that night before coming back Sunday. She thinks she can get out of the trip using some excuse about her dog. After we both talk about how excited we are to actually sleep in the same bed together, she comments and laughs that she hopes I didn’t mind that she just invited herself to stay over. Of course I didn’t mind, it was one of the things I fantasized about all the time.
My [F]irst bondage experience. 29F. {FM}
I was 27 at the time at the time and I was out clubbing with my friend. We lived in a small town so we had to get a 30 minute taxi to the nearest clubs. We went out for food first and then hit the clubs.
My friend was talking with a guy most of the night so I went to sit at the bar. A tall muscular older man 35 man with short hair approached me and we started talking, as the night went on our conversation got more and more personal. He asked me what my kinks were, I said nothing. I then asked him the same thing, he said bondage. My initial reaction to this was WOW. He didn’t look like a bondage guy at all. I didn’t really know what bondage was at the time so he explained and we talked even more. He then told me he had a few bondage toys/equipment at home and asked if I wanted to check them out while smiling. I said sure why not my friend looked fine so I went with him as he lived nearby.