Went to club, [M]et someone, [F]ucked in cubicle.

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Then I’ll begin…

At about 19 my friend and I went out for a few drinks on a Saturday night, a fairly regular occurrence which usually ended up with us turning up to work together on the Sunday morning (as we worked in the same place) with monster hangovers that were being beaten into submission by cooked pig rolls and bottles of Irn Bru (the best hangover cure in the cosmos) although to be fair, we were usually still half pissed on the Sunday morning.

This particular Saturday night we go to a couple of bars first, have a drink in each bar and talk shit with each other and anyone who would listen, then headed to a club that was usually quite loud but was open late and had some table booths like caves carved in the rock hidden along a short corridor. Well a short while after getting there and half way through drink number 1 I started chatting with a girl that was standing at the bar next to me, just general chit-chat type stuff but it was really loud so we head to see if there’s a booth free because it’s quieter there so we could hear at least half of what we were saying. Read more »

I [F23] had nasty sex with my fiancé [M26] in a hockey stadium family bathroom. [MF]

Fiancé and I are __avid__ sports fans. Spurs, Cowboys, Texas Stars hockey.
We __love__ going to games together. & we usually can’t keep our hands off each other with the drinks flowing and the excitement of the game

We had seats at the front of the glass as we normally do (best way to see fights), which conveniently comes with a server for drinks. As it’s a Saturday night, we get our drink on—ordering beer after beer. (Popcorn too duh). We were smacking the glass, standing up & cheering on fights, booing players in the penalty box—our connection couldn’t have gotten any better. My fiancé is a dark curly-headed Henry Cavill doppelgänger and I can’t help but notice the tempting bulge in his pants. He lays his hand on my inner thigh, I didn’t notice at first, but his hand moves further and further down my thigh…I’m in yoga pants and a big jacket, I move it to keep his hand hidden as he makes his way between my legs. I turn and look at him briefly to see a stone-cold smirk on his face followed by whispering “Come with me” Read more »

Can my roommate hear me? [MF] [solo] [squirting]

My room is always so hot in July. It’s 4am and I’m just lying spread eagle in my underwear staring at the ceiling. I rent a tiny room I pay way too much for on the top of floor of a shared house, which seems to be more of a greenhouse than anything else. I live with two girls which sounds amazing but to be honest we’re all almost always out of the house and don’t hang out much, besides, I’m quite quiet anyway.

I share the top floor with one of my roommates, but her room is massive in comparison to mine, I have no idea how she can afford it. Our rooms seem to have been connected at one time as there’s a cheap painted piece of wood nailed into the space where a door would normally be in the corner which means that sound travels between our rooms pretty easily. Read more »

Shy mom gets caught [FM]

Becky stared at the purple toy in her hand, and sighed. It was the first sex toy she’s ever owned in her 43 years of life, the first “cock” she’s held in many years.

“It’s come to this?” she thinks as she lets her hand slide along it. The toy was on the smaller side, 5 inches and looking like a real cock. Well unless you count the color, she liked purple. Becky rubbed the suction cup end and looked at the wall to her bedroom that was attached to exterior of the house she shared with her son, Jack.

“He should be sound asleep now, it’s really late” she thinks stepping to the wall, removing her robe to leave her in her panties. Jack was a good kid, just graduated from high school. He was popular in the “well liked” but not “goes to all the parties” sort of way. He’s a bit naive about girls, probably a virgin, she thinks.

Becky attaches the toy to the wall and sees if it sticks, it does. “Stop thinking of your son” she sighs. She goes down on her knees, feeling her chubby ass press against her legs. She closes her eyes, she wanted to picture herself pleasing a man. She leaned forward and licked the tip. Read more »

Just Desserts (Food) (Oral)

I lay naked, sprawled across your table with my hands resting at my sides. My head was barely hanging off the table and I could feel the curled wisps of hair next to my ears. You looked down at me, studying me, a jar in your hands. Your look was full of admiration and mischief and it took my breath away. In this state, my body was yours to play with, but currently, I was too spent to allow my over-active imagination get the best of me.

You swirled the honey wand around in the jar and then dragged it across my left breast. It wasn’t much, a smattering of honey, so to speak. I moaned up at you, my toes curling at the end of the table. You smiled, bent, and kissed the tip of my nose, telling me to be still. You set the honey back on the tray next to the table and picked up a pan from where it rested. I could smell the sweetness of the chocolate and I almost asked you to let me taste it. However, I cried out as you drizzled it along my belly and the tops of my breasts. It was warm, reminiscent of candle wax and I was silently begging you to coat my nipples in it as well. Ultimately, you decided against it and set the pan down. Read more »

I [F] 19 found out what I feel for her [F] is different and this is how it happened [FF]

I have a close friend in the university and we hang out with her together, do research, prepare for exams together. Mostly why we are good friends cos she is very outgoing and talkative and I am very shy and like to listen. Our friendship works good. I always thought that I love her as a friend. But that day I think I finally confessed myself that it is more then that.

Once she told me that she bought a lingerie. And that very expensive, very nice, silky and feels good. And that that she wore then. Cos it was her birthday. All day she talked about it. And telling feels so good, relaxing, slinky and etc.

So when we had a break from study in library we went to restroom. And she said dont you want to see my lingerie. When she saw that I am as usual shy and blushed she pulled me to a cabin there and first showed me the top. Then she pulled her skirt up and showed me the panty. And said touch and see how silky it feels. When I froze for a moment she took my hand and let it touch her panty. That moment I felt very amazing, sexually very much aroused and super hot inside me. Read more »

Hotel Night [M/F]

It has finally happened, the stars have aligned and we are able to stay the night together, not just a few hours, but an entire night! We get a nice hotel room since this is a special occasion, more special than other times! At first we head out and have a nice dinner together, enjoying each others company, our eyes staying locked on each other…our hands holding each others…our legs intertwined under the table… For one full night, we are together.

After our exceptional dinner, you tell me that you are tired so we head back to the room instead of doing anything else. We walk up there, holding hands, my mind thinking of nothing other than the fact that I can hold you in my arms all night. The thought of your body pressing up against mine, our arms embracing each other… Read more »

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The Christian Girlfriend [MF][str8]

Mary was 20 and a devout christian and came from a very traditional family. They were respected and revered in our small town in the Midwest. All that being said she was dating me, a 26 year old hardcore atheist.

It was a secret affair. We couldn’t be seen publicly, couldn’t be ourselves around common friends. We were just acquaintances to the rest of the world. I’m not going to lie it added thrill to this relationship. We would find movie theaters in towns far away, ride the bus together but sit separately. I’d pick her up from her friends place after their bible study and hang out in isolated spots to avoid people we knew. It was a game of cat and mouse, one time we ran into her sisters at the mall and I walked in a random direction before they could see me. Another time when her dad came to pick her up after bible study she passed my car expressionless.

We met through a common friend. What started as intense debates about religion became talks about romance and love. She fell for me because I was different from the people she lived and socialized with on a day to day basis. Non religious folk were never a part of her social circle, ever. Read more »

New Jersey = New Experiences [MF]

A couple years ago, I was really indulging in the single life of my city. I was on a million apps trying to find a woman that would scratch that itch that I couldn’t reach.

Not sure if it was the hormones of me growing into my body or whatever but I couldn’t get enough.

Looking back, I think it was just me trying to figure things out in terms of what I like and all that Jazz.

Anyways, I was on a random app one night and ended up matching with this absurdly hot chick from New Jersey.

We started chatting and I was interested from one look at her pictures. She was short, thick, tatted and from what I could tell a little hood.

Let’s call her Genn.

Genn was in her mid 30s and had a son. She was a MILF in every sense of the word. I was skeptical at first that she was just talking shit but as the conversation progressed I could tell she was serious from the back and forth just as much as I was. Read more »

Chapter 1/10 of my hotwife story (fiction) I will add one chapter a day for 10 days.

Chapter 1

My wife, Erica, and I live in a small southern town, where everything revolves around football on a fall Friday night. Population 5,000. She’s 29 and I’m 33. She grew up in this town. I did not.

We are both white. She’s 5’3’ 140lbs. Light brown hair. B cup breasts. Flat tummy. Thick round fat ass. Thick thighs to match.

She’s a local real estate agent, working from home. I travel all over the state selling equipment to industrial plants. Sometimes I’m gone 1-3 nights of the week. Read more »