I [F]27 made a sex tape with my ex from high school last night

Back in high school I dated this guy for a little less than a year. We never had sex, the most we ever did was hand stuff and then we broke up before college because we were going to different schools. Fast forward to yesterday, I got a message from him saying he was in town for a couple days and wanted to catch up.

I met him for some drinks and it was nice seeing him again after so many years. We began reminiscing about our time dating and he told to me that his biggest regret from our time together is that we never had sex. I put on my best flirty/sexy smirk and told him we could change that if he wants. I’ll admit, there have definitely been times when I’ve seen pictures of him online and had similar thoughts of wondering what it would be like to sleep with him.

The first time I [M] got cucked

My wife and I had been married a couple years before it happened. I had a dream one night that I caught her in bed with another man and I woke up hard. I told her about this dream and she seemed intrigued but didn’t think anything of it. Over the next few months, I became fascinated with it and began to explore the idea. I bought her an 8” dildo and she loved it. Began to use it all the time. I’m 5” so 8” could do way more. My wife is 5’3 140lbs with a flat tummy,slim waist, and a big jiggly ass.

One drunken night, she confessed to me that she regretted not sleeping with this one mutual friend of ours, named Keith. Keith was a known player so she wasn’t interested when he tried to sweet talk her, before I came along. She knew he just wanted to sleep with her and nothing else. She later found out that he was very well endowed. I found this hot and told her we should name her dildo “Keith”. So she agreed to it. And so when I was using it on her or she would use it in front of me, she would moan his name and I’d cum so fast. I told her that if she ever got the chance I’d be okay with her sleeping with the actual Keith or at least letting him eat her out.

[F] [27] Austin Bachelorette Trip/Hookup

Few years back I went to Austin for a bachelorette party. Went to several bars and clubs, went tubing and to hippie hollow, and a few other things.
Something about being away made me feel free. I entertained pretty much every guy I came across.
On the River I remember pulling my bikini up my ass for attention, just to show off. I have a pretty big ass on a little frame, so it worked well. I got with a guy but lost contact afterwards. Long day of tubing and drinking, it was nice to kiss and hangout with a stranger and get the attention that led me to continue being a whore the rest of the trip.
That night we went bar and club hopping. I wore the tightest and thinnest black dress I had and of course a colorful wig for parts of the night. Decided against wearing a bra so my pierced nipples were very visible.
I remember flirting and getting a ton of drinks and grinding on a few guys. One stood out in particular. I got his number but never reached out to get fucked like I wanted to.
We talked and danced for a bit and made out before he left. Planned to meet up, but like I said I didn’t reach out and I lost the number (or can’t remember the name to find you).
If you remember a short girl with a bachelorette trip, here I am! Hahah.
I ended up getting on tinder and fucking someone else that night.
I’m really bad with stories, just like to reminisce.. it makes me horny being a whore ☺️

I 32 [F] am a cumslut

I am a cum slut. That’s what they call me, at least. I don’t mind it, though. I’m proud of it, in fact. I love nothing more than the feeling of a thick, warm load of cum filling up my mouth, coating my lips and tongue.

It all started when I was a teenager. I was always the quiet, shy type, never really fitting in with the popular crowd. But I had a secret. I loved watching pornography, and I especially loved the scenes where the girls would swallow loads of cum. It was something that turned me on like nothing else.

As I got older, I became more confident in my sexuality. I started going to clubs and parties, looking for guys who would satisfy my craving for cum. And I quickly gained a reputation as a cum slut.

People would come up to me at parties and ask me if I wanted to “do the deed” with them. I never said no. In fact, I would often initiate the act myself, dropping to my knees and eagerly swallowing as much cum as I could.

Virtual Crescendo ~ Fact vs. Fantasy [M60 F20] {Novel In Progress}

*Hi Dirk,*

*Believe it or not, I was able to sleep last night, but I had nightmares about him again. For some strange reason he came as an evil cartoon on my computer and I was trying to delete him. I used to love dreams. Both good and bad, they’re funny lots of times either way.*

*Lily*

**S**he had long since surpassed being just an internet association of his, Dirk thought, she had morphed into his far-off fantasy girl as they had chatted through online messages.

Delightfully child-like in appearance, Lily, was anything but juvenile to his vivacious hormones. So thoughtfully sweet and soft in manner, so vulnerable and dainty, it was as if she were too rare or exquisite to lay self-indulgent hands upon. 

Still, he might be tempted to ravish her, if an opportunity were ever to present itself; knowing she was a bit on the submissive side; his obtaining that much out of her imagination, at least. 

He needed to do what he could to bring her enjoyment of any sort to maintain her attention as best he could.  After all, she was a rising amateur model on an adult website. Dirk abruptly parried the nature of her profession.

Soccer mom? [F]

This is nowhere near as wild as my last post, but it somehow made me feel wilder.

My son is into soccer, and slowly but surely, I have gotten into it too. I don’t really watch the games live, but for the world cup, my son has been inviting his friends over, and as I had mentioned in the last post, some of his friends are hot. I had no intentions of acting on any of my kinks, but over the last couple of weeks, as his friends started visiting more often, I have seen that some of them look at me with intent. I don’t exactly act all innocent either. When I know that they’ll be around, I’m in tiny shorts and loose tops, and when I take snacks to the living room, I bend down to keep them on the table knowing very well that there are going to be eyes down my cleavage. I sometimes watch the games with them, but I’m usually on a single couch that they keep reserved for me.

[FFM] A Married Couple Made Me Their Sex Slave Pt.1

I met Cody at the gym. He approached me at the squat rack and asked if we could share it during a busy weeknight. I accepted, and we both admired each other’s bodies while we worked out.

That scenario replayed itself a couple times a week for a month before he asked for my number. I told Cody I was seeing someone, and he revealed the same, but that he just wanted to discuss working out. I knew that couldn’t be true but gave him my number anyways. We chatted over text innocently for a few weeks, while also getting to know each other during our workouts.

He was an average height white guy but with a tremendous build, muscular, with big legs and glutes, the way I like them. He’d make comments on how cute I was at 5ft 1in, tease me about how my DDD tits looked cartoonish on me, and that he was impressed by how much I could squat.

One night, after a particularly bad fight between my boyfriend and I that led to us breaking up, I texted Cody, telling him all about it.

[F] In isolation with my Lush, Nasal Spray, and Snorlax

I’m attempting to write this in between cat naps and hopped up on cold meds since it’s my third day after popping my covid cherry. I’m currently isolated in my “playroom” since it’s the only place we have another bed-like equivalent in our place. My days have been spent lounging around in a cozy sweater and nothing else, toning my abs from aggressively sneezing & coughing, and blowing my nose a gazillion times, playing video games, mainly persona 5, and really putting my Lush 3 through its paces. Honestly, my lush has been a total life savour during all of this.

The fact I can be curled up on my giant Snorlax plush, be on a video call with either of my spouses, mostly Hubby, since he’s had more free time, and have them control my lush has been a blessing. With orgasms being somewhat beneficial when helping ease sickness, and the fact I don’t really have to do anything for them to get me over that orgasmic edge has really made all of this more bearable. Even when they’re not controlling it, just having it on the lower setting and leaving it in has been weirdly quite relaxing. I’ve mainly been doing this when playing video games, watching anime/movies, and even forgetting to turn it off if I have a quick cat nap, but that’s only happened once.

Tales from a blowjob lover – intro

I absolutely love reading stories here and am beginning my own series, sharing details of some of the most memorable blowjob experiences I’ve had and continue to with my past and current partner.

My sexual journey began when I turned 18 with my then college gf. I was very inexperienced and she knew a lot more than me. She introduced me to PiV and oral and was all about pleasing me. While in hindsight her bj skills were decent and she never swallowed, except once but sure to make up for it with her enthusiasm.

After that I dated a couple of girls who were very shy and not much into giving oral. This went on a few yrs till I turned 26 and met the woman of my dreams, we’ll almost. She was an older woman and what started as a fling became a 2 yr relationship, mainly because she was all about spoiling me in bed. She even said that after first few dates that if we stayed together I will be spoiled like never before and she sure did. Bj’s every time we met. Swallowed each and every time, gavee me long drawn bj’s even upto an hour long and laterally let me have my way, anytime I wanted. She spoiled me to the point that my next 2 relationships couldn’t last more than a few months cos I missed the sex so much.

Judgmental Church-wife [F26/F33/M40] [Masturbation][Exhibitionism][Voyeurism]

Victor and I had already been married for several years at this point and fully committed ourselves to each other and the health and growth of our intimacy and connectedness. Of all our friends and family, we knew–with some sadness for the others–that we had the strongest relationship and a jealousy-inducing sexual life. We were, without a doubt, a power couple saturated with trust and true love. We liked it that way!

Lydia was an acquaintance of both of us; we’d all met briefly at a small church-sponsored event in our subdivision. Victor and I are far from atheists, but harbor a justified hatred for the contrived and pride-fueling traditions of religion. One of the many reasons for our distaste for organized religion was ironically captured by the frequent, yet silent, judgmental looks Lydia gave us at the event. She was obviously extremely displeased with our presence, but neither of us could really figure out why. Something, though, had set off Lydia’s judgment engine, and it was running on overdrive.

We didn’t mention it to each other at the event, assuming that Lydia just didn’t like one of us. So, neither of us knew the other was receiving the same judgmental looks. Lydia seemed careful to make sure both received them individually, and we certainly did.