When I cheated on my wife with my pregnant colleague at a work award night. [MF]

The story of the most intense, wild sex I’ve ever had.

I [33M] met Jessie* [33F] in 2015. She is what most people would call a pocket rocket in every sense of the word. 5’2, blonde, petite, boundless energy and just about always the strongest willed person in any room. I met her when we applied for the same Branch Manager position at the bank we work for. She got the role but I got an adjacent role that opened up during the recruitment process. We went off to training together at a city a few hours away from ours and while there got to know each other. We were a similar age, both relatively newly married and ambitious with our careers. Nothing happened on that trip beyond getting to know each other, some fun drinks and some light flirting but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t fantasize about what she wore under her blouse and pantsuits.

As we took up our roles we stayed in contact, venting to each other, sharing struggles and helping each other work through work problems we had. We would see each other from time to time and always had a very friendly relationship, going from handshakes to hugs and a peck on the cheek for greeting and farewell. Read more »

I [F] received a failing grade after three pledges ran a train on me during a college football tailgating. [22F]

At our big SEC school, there is a massive tailgate/pre-game scene, and every fraternity on campus always has a big event going on. So on the 12th, the last game day of our seasons, my girlfriends and I made the decision to go to a Pike pregame, get really inebriated, and then attend the game. At least, that’s what I initially believed, hehe.

Due to the fact that my parents were so strict when I was growing up and throughout high school, I’ve been letting free a lot. I have a terrible alcohol tolerance; a few mixed cocktails will put me to sleep quickly. After four cups of jungle juice, I was SO HORRIBLE. I swear, before college, u had to be my boyfriend because I was literally making out with each man who asked. I ended up grabbing the first brother of the fraternity, who also happened to be a pledge, after an hour of roaming about hooking up with various guys and deciding that I needed some real dick in me. He led me inside, and we got down to business straight away. However, after he finished fast, I was a little let down and wanted more. As a result, I grabbed as many hands as I could while intoxicated and wearing only shorts, and after five minutes, all of my gaps had been filled. Because I enjoyed every moment of it and have stayed in touch with every single one of them, I almost felt ashamed but held back. Read more »

I 18[F] enjoy being groped and fingered in busy trains or small manga stores

Where I live trains can be very packed and people can be squished together.

This is often an opportunity for pervs to get very handsy. While some women might hate this I secretly loves when this happens.
Not only that but I often try to instigate it by squeezing against people or girding slightly against them and moaning quietly.
I will often not wear any underwear to encourage naughty hands to explore.
I love feeling touched and poked by strangers’ hands, without looking at them and without seeing them again. The rush in that moment feels amazing and I often seek it.

The more adventurous men will slide more than one or two fingers or go for my ass.

Whenever I’m bored I also go to small manga stores and wait for men who are alone to come by. I flirt and if they respond I flash them. If they are very brave and approach me I let them touch me and finger me in the middle of the store.

I just love the rush of it all.

I love getting face fucked [26F]

I absolutely love getting face fucked. On my knees, hair pulled, balls deep, without asking if I’m able to breathe, makeup destroyed, tears on my cheeks, saliva and cum all over me. On the bed lying below with open mouth under him. On my couch on my back with my head hanging as he kneels next to me and goes as deep as he can.

This isn’t exactly what would be a matter of a conversation with people. Like you out drinking with friends and they start talking sex, one is like “Josh was so good in bed we made love for 2 hours”, other says “Yeah and Jake loves bjs hihi so naughty, I kinda like giving it to him sometimes” and then I go like “Yeah remember that sweet tinder guy I showed you last time? He was banging me in the mouth balls deep and slapping my face repeatedly calling me a little whore until he came and I spat it all out on my tits barely being able to breathe and came back home with my makeup destroyed completely, btw. I came two times just from fingering myself while doing it.” Read more »

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I [F] sucked off the guy when he helped me on my first day at the gym. [23F]

I’m usually a shy girl who feels a little uneasy in unfamiliar settings. So, to be completely honest, when I started college and went to a new gym, I was a little nervous. I’ll call him J, and he was very understanding and cordial. He immediately came to my aid. He responded to a few queries I had for him. He even secured lodging for me.
I gave him the softest blowout I’ve ever given, finishing with him in my mouth, as we continued to his car. I laughed as I gulped down his come and remarked that this ought to have been my pre-workout. I returned to him after my workout to say goodbye, and he led me outside. Saying “thank you” didn’t seem like enough. Then, as I made my way back home, he went back to the gym to complete his workout.

In one day, I [F] fucked four men. That was absurd! [27F]

As of last Sunday, 146 people were on my list of everyone I’ve ever fucked. It’s a tremendous shock to move from a small village where you only shared a bed with three people to a large city where there are thousands of men within a mile. By the conclusion of my first year, I had over 100 bodies in my collection. Since I didn’t have school, I opted to spend the summer in my hometown, which allowed me more time to laze around. I wanted to have 150 corpses by the time I left on Monday because I’m going to be spending this week with my family.

Sunday:

I went to the mall with a guy for lunch, then we went back to his apartment. We had the entire house to ourselves because his three housemates were all out. We didn’t spend any time and made ourselves comfortable on the couch. He called me by the name of another female, and his cock was pretty little, so it wasn’t the best experience. He did not perform well. 5/10 Read more »

I [F] currently have an abnormal amount of desire for a large dick. [20F]

Being virgin, I can’t possibly warm up my vibrator by myself in my room. I’ve been itching all day, and it’s either too small or too narrow. After hours of masturbation, I went outside earlier without wearing underwear and had it in front of my family, which only made me more eager!

Because I feel depressed and empty when I try to take it outside to go to bed, I decided to leave it inside the entire night. I’m so wet that I could get stretched and filled like a twinkie and then plugged up all night long like the little slut I am. I wish my vibrator was a really big juicy cock.

DMs are open since I need more fap content;

[F] You think I’m a slut, don’t you? [24F]

Because other people have called me worse, it’s acceptable. I also enjoy it.

On my other profile, I’ve utilized Reddit for a very long time. I’ve read a lot of the NSFW content, but I’ve never really posted until today. This confession is more about my life as a whole than it is about a specific incident.

As I grew into my teenage years and developed curves, which I thought were fun, I noticed that boys and men were thinking of me as a sexual person. I’ve always gotten something out of it, and occasionally I’ve flaunted it for fun. I didn’t really want to stop once I started experimenting with my body and having sex with different people.

It’s ridiculous that in 2022, women are still stigmatized for having sex. But I no longer give a damn about that. Nowadays, I’d much rather focus on having fun than worrying about what other people think of what I’m doing, in contrast to the days when I used to worry about it.

I’ve had sex in gangbangs, MMF threesomes, and FFM threesomes with a variety of men, both single and married. Even worse, I’ve been used in public and caught on tape having sex. I’ve accomplished a lot in the years since I first had sex, and I don’t intend to stop. Read more »

[F] You decide if I’m a little bit of a slut, according to my husband. [25F]

I’ve been dating someone for a while. Nevertheless, setting all of that aside, I must ask your opinion, hehe. You may be aware from reading any of my prior writings that I frequently end up in legal trouble without him knowing. My girlfriend and I no longer communicate for a variety of reasons, but she recently went out with other people and ran with an old buddy of mine, whom she chose to fill him in on parts of my past. She also revealed my starting age and hinted that I had slept with some of my step dad’s friends, both of which are somewhat accurate. I don’t want to generalize, though, because my stepdad was a biker, and even those guys were decent guys. I had a lot of rough sex with them early on, which gave me a lot of experience before most people have (she was mistaken that boys my age couldn’t fuck; I lost track of my sexual partners when I was 20, and the number was somewhere around 140). She said that I had reached about 100 sexual partners when I was 21 and then lost track of them. Even though half of what she says about me is accurate, my spouse still thinks I am the worst slut alive. I believe that my numbers are slightly above normal for this day and age. Please let me know what you think. From the chat room, greetings.

ONE ACCIDENTAL NIGHT [MF]

Ashley finished her office duties on a scorching June afternoon. She contemplated what to do for the evening as she headed to her car, knowing she had nothing except boxes to unpack and a cat who didn’t care. After a long-term relationship, Ashley was single for six months. She didn’t feel like partying with pals, even if they requested. She called her buddies for a drink tonight because she was lonely.

After five years away from the bar scene, she was confused about what to dress, how to do her hair, and whether to wear makeup. She went home, took a hot shower, looked through her sad closet, and chose a tight white little skirt, a low-cut peach halter, and five-inch white spiked heels. Her tits stood boldly in the Fredericks of Hollywood bra she had bought years before but never worn. They seemed to beg for touch. She skipped underwear to avoid panty lines. Though single, she groomed herself. Her beach-tanned skin shone. Her reddish brown hair reached mid-waist. Tonight she put it up to display her back and shoulders. Her mother gave Ashley beauty. She had Angelina Jolie-like lips, deep blue eyes, and a tiny nose. She left the cat and boxes alone and went out into the night after applying lipstick and eyeliner. Read more »