I have been dating my girlfriend for 4 months now, and 2 nights ago on new years eve i went to her best friend’s (lets call her Sam) house because Sam was throwing a party but my girlfriend couldn’t go. I get over there around 10 and immediately we start drinking and smoking weed around a fire in the back yard. Blah blah blah more weed, more alcohol, more fun. Then its finally after 12 we made it past the countdown and and i started feeling horribly nauseous, so Sam takes me to lay down in her bed and i fall asleep. A few hours later I’m woke up because someone is getting in bed with me. It was Sam and she was completely naked except for a little thong she was wearing. I could feel her body heat so close to me and eventually i reach around her waist and pull her closer to me and start sucking on her neck while playing with her breast. I let my hand trail down her body and start to tease her as she starts to moan. From there on we ended up fucking for 2 hours and then i had to leave, and no one knows about what we did that night
Untold Story of Alina [MF] [Oral] Chapter 1
Every step I took, my head wavered on side-to-side. No one was looking at me and yet, it still felt as though there were thousands of eyes trained to stare. My heart was always racing, only slowing down when I found myself alone. In public like this, however, it was hard to resist not going back to where I was staying.
Soon enough, I found myself on Broadway Market, a street full of quaint little shops and restaurants. My eyes scanned over the different people; it was strange seeing so many different ethnicities in such a small area, something I wasn’t quite used to. I tried to blend in, changing my style, my hair, anything that made me look less… me. These heels were killing my feet, almost causing me to limp in pain. For this weather, I should not have worn a dress but seeing as all the other women around me were doing the same, I couldn’t entirely deny it.
My first flight [MF]
After training for the last 20 months I finally got my wings.
I woke up kissed my wife good morning and we had our usual hot shower together where we usually engage in mutual masturbation. This morning it was special she allowed me to go down on her ,it was the first time in days I craved her …so much and as i am down there she beings to say “more more oh daddy ”
It was the first time she called me that and I was really turned on by this.
The alarm rang, I was late for my filght and I quickly put on my clothes and got to my car .
I arrive at the airport head to the airline office and have my first pre-flight briefing. The captain, Capt T
Is busy looking trough, not the charts but the list of stwedesses on the fight..
He remarks “all girls ,apart from the gay”
Sorry sir?
The filght “it’s all women and the gay man”
Ignoring his ….description of the male steward.
They should be here by now
It’s your first day right,?,its usual but they’re not too late.
[MFF] How a Friends Wedding Led to a Threesome
First and foremost this is the story of the STRANGEST FUCKING WEDDING I’ve ever been to. Takes place ~10 years ago. Probably unncesary background follows. Sexytimes after wedding.
I had gone to college with David and Melissa but left town before they started dating.
Both had gotten the short end of the stick in their respective college relationships and needed a place to land when they fell. That place was eachother. David was the driver in my road trip story. Melissa was the rebound girl of Leannes ex Mike.
When i got the call asking to be one of Dave’s groomsmen, after not hearing from him in almost 5 years, i was a little surprised.
“Well, Lucky, you’re really the only person that knows the whole story, and it would mean a lot if you were here.”
So thats how i found myself with my fiance Sarah, in a hotel on the outskirts of my college town, in the last wedding i had any idea id be seeing let alone participating in.
Fun side detail. Davids family is OLD SCHOOL Irish Catholic and im almost positive Irish Mob. Melissa was half Japanese, half German Jew, practicing Wiccan. All these elements were incorporated into their wedding.
Unprotected sex [MF] with a total stranger.
This happened back in college, when I was a lot more risky with unprotected sex. I’m so lucky I never caught anything or got pregnant!
Anyway, my weed dealer invited me to a kickback. It was just him, two dudes I knew, and one guy I’d never met who was passed out on the couch when I got there. I noticed the sleeping guy was kinda cute. Shaggy brown hair, scrawny but kinda toned, neither tall nor short, boyish facial features. He was wearing surgical scrubs and was apparently in hour four of a post-shift nap.
Me and the other three guys went outside to smoke blunts and drink shitty beer. One of them was trying to hit on me but being really offputting, trying to show off how wealthy his family is and how nice his parents house is. Yuck. Nothing could impress me less. I got tired of that and went to make myself a drink with the vodka in the freezer.
Interracial Love: Is It a Fetish? Part Three [r/findingerotica]
***The past is never dead. It’s not even past*****.” William Faulkner**
***“Racism is not an event, it is a structure.”*** **Dr. J. Kehaulani Kauanui**
**At the end of Part Two of this blog series on interracial love, I asked two questions:**
* **Is it any wonder that Black women, the demographic least interested in dating and marrying white partners, cite feeling fetishized as a leading reason why they avoid crossing over the racial divide?**
* **Given the definition and origins of fetish, how could it be any other way?**
**Often we hear in regards to incidents of past injustice sentiments like “what’s done is done.” For instance, in a recent response to a question about African American reparations, Republican Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell, said, “America should not be held liable for something that happened 150 years ago, since none of us currently alive are responsible.”**
**Or as a blogger who describes himself as an “enlightened white boy” proudly proclaims in a post entitled** ***Yes, I Like*** ***Black Women******… Is That a Problem?*****, “What’s done cannot be changed. If you’re going to hold all white men accountable, to this day, for the abomination we call slavery, you should also include your African ancestors who sold you into it.”**
Gang Rape of Cody’s Mom
The two men in the room grabbed Cody and Lindsey, dragging them out of the closet. By then the other escaped inmates rushed into the room to see the commotion. Cody and Lindsey struggled to free themselves, but it was useless.
One of the men rubbed his crotch. “Hey look at this fine piece of ass. When’s the last time any of you bastards fucked a pussy?” Lindsey could feel eight sets of eyes ogling her body. It had been years since any of these sex-starved men had been with a woman, and they were hungry.
“Don’t fucking touch my mom you assholes!” Cody yelled. One of the men backhanded Cody in the face. A tear ran down Lindsey’s cheek. “Please don’t hurt him,” she said.
The eight men looked at each other. And it became a feeding frenzy.
“Make sure the momma’s boy isn’t trying to be a hero, and make him watch this shit.” Two men grabbed Cody’s arms, kicked him in the leg, knocking him to his knees. He wasn’t going anywhere.
Sex next to sister-in-law & her husband…
Sex next to sister in law and her husband…
A couple of years ago me and my wife were visiting her sister and her sisters husband. We planned on leaving before it got to late but around 1 in the morning my sister in law tells us to just stay the night since it’s too late and they don’t want us to be driving so late. So I was all for it, I’ve always loved the idea of sleeping over at my sister in law’s house it turns me on since I’ve always had a thing for her. So my wife decides she’s OK with staying over that day.
So at my sister in law’s house they basically have only one bedroom, it’s a big bedroom. In their bedroom they have two queen size beds that are joined together so when it was time to go to sleep my sister in law and her husband told us we could just take one of the beds my wife was reluctant to sleep right next to them like that and she insisted on sleeping on the floor, but I was not having it and I told her we were sleeping on the bed.
Camping with a Mormon [FM]
It was the summer of 2009. I was camping with a large group but only sharing a tent with one other person. A man I happened to have fantasized about and longed to share a tent with.
The group we were camping with was very conservative mormons. Not the drinking, rowdy type. The type that prayed as a group before heading to bed (and before every meal it before hikes, etc while camping). So, we innocently tucked ourselves in at night and I played the church girl part very well. He WAS the church boy and there was no pretending with him.
We were laying in our sleeping bags whispering about the day we had. Just the thought of sleeping next to him made my panties wet. The thrill of sharing a tent with a sexy man with the no nonsense church goers all around us. Knowing I had done my innocent, doe eyed part to be trusted in a tent with this man made me feel naughty and horny as hell. They would grasp their pearls if they knew I had zipped our two sleeping bags together and our bodies were touching all night.
I’ve been fucking my boyfriend’s dad. [MF]
[My boyfriend](https://www.reddit.com/r/stupidslutsclub/comments/dvp4xd/i_gave_myself_to_my_boyfriends_bully/) thinks we’re a happy couple, that I love him and that he’s the center of my universe. He has no idea that I’m still the horny slut that I’ve always been. I regularly fuck other guys behind his back. I’ve fucked two of his cousins and he has no idea. For the last few weeks, his father has been destroying my holes.
My boyfriend’s dad is the exact opposite of his son. He’s masculine, tall and a complete alpha male who bends others to his will. My boyfriend is the nice guy who finishes last. Or doesn’t finish at all. His dad, lets call him Harry is a multimillionaire and my bf works for him. I knew Harry wanted me since he first met me. I think thats the reason he allowed my bf nd I to move into his penthouse, to which he has a key.
I too was attracted to harry. So I would drop little hints like bending over to pick stuff up in a way that he could see my cleavage. I made sure to complement him every time I saw him. I made sure to do all of this when my bf and his mom weren’t around. His mother has hated me since she met me and I know she keeps telling her son to dump me.