i felt guilty after fucking a highschool girl [MF]

A few months ago at the start of the year it was that time of the year that high school students visit the universities to explore the campus and different courses. They need to choose what they want to do next year. Like the previous year i enrolled to show the visiting high schoolers around. I got paired with five students to show around. During lunch time i got to talk a bit more privately with one of them, she was called Lisa. She had a really open and playfull vibe so it was easy to go from a normal conversation to flirting. However i knew i shouldnt go to far, i should keep it professional and was just there to show her around. I knew i shouldnt but it was really to hard resist because i also saw the attraction of it. Maybe its kind of chlicé, the high school girl with the college guy but oh well.

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More Hotel Adventures [M] [MM] (sort of…)

If you read my last story, you’ll know I enjoy staying in hotels while away on business. Something about hotels makes me horny. I love the thrill of walking the corridors and overhearing a couple going hard at it. Or perhaps lying in bed while the headboard thumps against the shared wall. And of course, I enjoy the freedom of lying in bed in the evening, sometimes for hours at a time, edging and teasing myself towards a big finish.

I often take a few toys with me on longer trips. My hand is okay for a night or two, but if I’m away for any length of time I like to pack a few extras. This time, I threw some lube, a couple of cock rings, my stroker toy and my Aneros plug into my bag.

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I arrived in the early evening at my hotel. I was working in a new town and hadn’t stayed here before. The receptionist pleasantly walked me through the hotels layout and how to get to my room. I’d also booked a table in the restaurant for later that evening, giving me enough time to have a shower and chill out for a while first. Read more »

The first time I [F] felt slutty [FM]

It’s been a while since I posted a story, and I’ve felt the itch to share another one. I hope you like this one. It’s not the wildest thing I’ve done, but it’s notable because it marks the first time in my life that I felt _slutty_.

Back in the day I spent a summer vacation in a small town where my grandparents lived. I used to go there all the time, and this particular summer I spent about two months there.

After a couple of weeks I’d gotten myself a “townie” boyfriend. It wasn’t anything serious, but we had a lot of fun. Mostly I just gave him a _lot_ of head… basically whenever he wanted it, which was pretty much daily. I think he was the 3rd guy I’d ever sucked.

One day, one of his friends asked me if I wanted to go bowling. I had nothing to do (like most days) so I said yes. When I got there, I was surprised to find out that it was only him there; I’d expected that the whole “group” of friends would be there but it was just the two of us.
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My Pervert Uncle 2 [incest] [virgin] [first time] [uncle/niece] [m/f] [teen] [young and old]

I couldn’t stop thinking about what uncle Albert had done with me. With me, to me. I wasn’t sure. But I did know that I had loved it. I wanted more. I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to stay close to him. There were always other family members around so we weren’t able to talk about it or do anything else. In fact, he acted like nothing had happened at all. He was no different with me. I was starting to get a little sad about that, thinking maybe that was it. Maybe he’d used me for what he wanted and that would be all. Maybe he didn’t really want me.

Those thoughts were tossed aside when aunt Sally called that dinner was ready. Everyone started to make their way to the dining room and uncle Albert lingered behind me. I was about to turn when he placed his hand on my ass and pushed me towards the door. I grinned happily and turned around to see him put his finger to his lips to shh me. He smirked and guided me out of the room. He did still want me. Read more »

ARRANGING A BUKKAKE, PT 1 [mf] [oral] [mast] [grool] [pee] [facial] [swallow]

I never wanted a roommate. I was just trying to help out a friend in need. My friend, Erin, was moving to town for a year and needed a place. I told her she could crash with me initially while she looked for a place. One thing led to another and pretty soon, she was writing me a check for the rent. I have a small two bedroom, one bath apartment, but because we’re on different schedules, I barely ever see her.

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One afternoon, I was home from the gym taking a shower when the front door slammed shut.

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“I’m sorry!” She shouted from the foyer. Before I could register what was happening, the bathroom door was swinging open and Erin practically baseball slid into the bathroom, yanked her skirt up and shifted her panties to the side and began to piss like she was trying to put out a fire.

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I peaked out from behind the shower curtain. We locked eyes. She sat on the toilet in a panic, holding her panties to the side, a look of pure terror on her face.

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I (28 m) matched with my ex’s RA from college (32 f) [MF]

Claire looked vaguely familiar when I saw her bumble profile. She was quite tall (5’10, according to her profile), very slender, with curly red hair and captivating green eyes. I couldn’t remember where I saw the face from, so I swiped affirmative out of curiosity.

Almost immediately, she messaged me “Hey, long time no see.” I couldn’t remember where the last time I saw this person was, so I waited for her follow up. “Don’t you remember, I was the RA that responded to that noise complaint.”

That made it click for me. A few years prior, while I was a junior in college, I was seeing a girl who still lived in the dorms. One night close to finals Rachel, my now ex and I were getting intimate, and I guess we must have been too loud. There was a stern knock on the door. My ex dismounted me and grabbed a robe to wrap herself in as I awkwardly covered myself in a blanket. The RA was at the door, explaining that other people on the floor had called in a noise complaint against us. Both my girlfriend and the RA seemed kind of awkward about the situation, at at one point the RA made eye contact with me and blushed. For those of you who haven’t pieced it together, the RA was Claire. Read more »

[MF]. My 26 year old hot FWB, oral on her only.

A few years ago I met a younger woman (I’m 44 now, was 41 at the time) at a bar. We chatted for half and hour and hit it off, and exchanged numbers. The next time I was in town I texted her, and she sounded excited to hear from me, but we were never able to meet up. After trying a few times, I gave up and assumed she wasn’t interested.

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A year later we happened to meet again, on her birthday, and we ended up fucking that night, then every other time I was in town. She was hot, and we had great sex. I wanted to make sure she was satisfied so that she wouldn’t find a BF and have no need for her hot, older FWB.

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About 3 weeks after we started fucking I was driving back to my hotel from work. She lived just a few blocks from my hotel. I called her and asked what she was doing, and she said she was just getting ready to go meet her girlfriends for happy hour.

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“What time are you meeting them?” I asked.

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Ending a 3 year dry spell [MF]

I wanted to share a story from my early 20s. There’s a little bit of back story but I hope you enjoy.

When I was in high school I did not have much luck with the opposite sex. College was a different sorry, but I ended up breaking up with an emotionally and physically abuse girl and it put me into a bad state of depression. I ended up gaining a ton of weight and had body issues.

After graduating college, I decided to try and get fit again and I ended up shredding a ton of weight and I started talking to this very cute little Latina woman, 23 years old, under 5’3” very curvy in the right places. We were taking things slow but hitting things off really well. I felt a deep connection to her but she was very hesitant to be in a relationship because she had just ended one with a very manipulative guy and abusive guy. Read more »

I watched an Escort get fucked in front of me. [MF]

I’m an Uber driver, and in my travels, I’ve befriended some escorts.  See my previous post for context.

Mostly, I pick them up from their apartments, drive them to their appointments, and on the way back home they tell me about their ‘work’.  It’s all professional, but I get this rush, this turn on when they tell me about what they just did.

There’s this one woman that I’m very fond of.  A blonde, super attractive, smoking hot with killer legs.  Way out of my league level of hot.  One day, we’re hanging out together, as friends, and she asks me if I get turned on by what she does for a living.  What I enjoy, is the directness and candor most of these women share.  Maybe it was the booze talking, but I confess that I do get turned on.  Not necessarily by the sex itself, but the fact that I drive her around, hear what she’s about to do, hear the details aftewards.  I enjoy being the voyuer, the fly on the wall. Read more »

[FM] Kat and the sk8rboi.

So, to start with a little backstory, I’m a single (divorced) woman in my early 40s. I work hard, have my own place, and pretty much do what I want. Sometimes what I want is to have another person over to share a physically intimate experience. So I do.

Some of my experiences have been interesting enough to me that I would like to get them down on “paper” and share them with others who might enjoy them as well. I hope you do.

This is a story that began sometime in the summer of last year. I was going through a rough time, and I was an emotional wreck. I had been mostly celibate for a couple of years after a devastating breakup and had just started putting myself back out there, for fun only. I had also been drinking heavily. This information is only important in that it explains why I don’t remember any of the chats I had with him before meeting him. I just remember having the knowledge that someone was coming to my place on a particular evening to spend some time in my bed. Read more »