“I need sex,” I texted a former friend with benefits.

We were so comfortable with each other that I felt he wouldn’t be insulted by the deliberate exclusion of courteous pleasantries in my communication. I knew my candor would turn him on. It was a warm afternoon when I was working in real estate. I was bored and horny, and I needed to do something about it.

He was my male equivalent, and we were fuck pals for years. I’d never met somebody who understood me so well. Some of our mutual friends were perplexed as to why we weren’t a couple, despite the fact that we clearly adored each other. But we were worried that having a genuine relationship would spoil our enchantment. And why would we want to do that?

“I’ll be there at 8:30,” he said right away.

When I arrived home from work, I barely had time to shower. In addition, I had to prepare my lunch for the next day. I used to pack a lunch for work every day. This was not just to conserve money; it was also due to the lack of vegetarian dining options in the area where I worked. Read more »

My college roommate Jill had a really hot dad. Definitely my first DILF feeling. He was tall with salt & pepper hair and beard.

I always loved when he came to visit her. It was the start of a new semester and we were setting up our room. Jill’s mom and dad were there to help the move in. We got done moving the stuff in the room and Jill and her mom ran out to the store to pick up some stuff. I was standing up on my desk putting Christmas lights on the wall when they were leaving, so Jill’s mom told her father to stay and help me. I didn’t think much of it at that moment. I was just wearing some gym shorts and a crop top tshirt with my hair up in a ponytail.

“How can I help?” He asked.

“I think I’ve got it” I said and turned to smile at him. I caught him looking up my shirt from underneath me. It made me tingle, so I turned back around and made sure to accentuate my bend and reach, sticking my ass out towards him. I didn’t have panties on, so I pretended like I needed a better stance so I put one leg over on my bed frame, giving him a glimpse up my shorts. I’m sure he noticed. He just stood in silence as I finished pinning the lights to the wall. Read more »

I imagine that it began in college. The warmth that I felt within was physically addictive. My ex boyfriend wanted to hook up with me and a male friend of his after I got wasted at a party one night. I was inebriated and depressed. I was sucking his friend’s cock while my ex-boyfriend was fucking me after they both played around with me for a while. I gave him a look when he claimed he was going to cum, and he understood it to mean “fill me up.” So he did. I agreed to let his friend fuck me when he requested, and I also let him cum inside of me. My ex boyfriend was upset, but I didn’t care because it felt wonderful.

At this point, I still want more… I no longer take birth control, but I still use an app to track my cycle, and everything is now well. Any time I’m not fertile, I ask my partner to cum inside me. When I’m fertile and he can get on my tits or in my mouth, I believe he’s happy. Read more »

Okay, so, there I was one night after a long day of work, horny as usual. I had stayed back in my office to take a breather and decompress a little before I wrapped up and put on an episode of the latest show I was watching. The workplace had died down quite a bit but I could still hear some chatter in the hallways. I heard a knock on my door and then it opened a second or two later. It was one of my colleagues that I had been talking to a lot more recently and we had become pretty good friends. Now, for a while there had been noticeably growing sexual tension between us and at times it was so thick that it was near unbearable. I paused my show and we talked about the day and about some upcoming plans, the conversation following the typical flow between us. But then there was a moment where all conversation stopped and our eyes stayed locked. Read more »