He didn’t want cum but I couldn’t resist a challenge. [FM]

What do you think about to stop yourself from coming? I want to ask him after he pulls my hand away and takes some deep breaths trying to avoid the inevitable.
This is the third time in 10 minutes and I am trying to prove a point to him.
”I thought you didnt want to come today?” I say as a giggle leaves my pouty lips.
He can’t look at me right now. I smile as I lay back in the black leather seat of his black SUV.
Let’s call him Hans (34M)
Hans had picked me (35F) up from work to drive around real quick. He made promises through out the day about getting off on pleasuring women. That coming for him wasn’t important. His needs were not important he was all about pleasing me. He promised me that he wouldn’t even come at today’s visit.

This he vowed after I sounded skeptical over his claims of not being a selfish lover. My point being that all of us are.

How could I not accept this challenge?

Wellness Centre GoneWild! Girl[f]riend gets [m]ore than she could wish for!

We have visited saunas on a regular basis and especially one in particular called “E” in this story. This is a large wellness centre with many different saunas, baths, etc. but also a nice bar and restaurant. If you like you can get special treatments, massages, etc, etc. We never made use of these services because they are quite expensive.

At home, in our bedroom, we like to role play. The role play my girlfriend (let’s name her Jesse in this story) likes to play, is one between a massage therapist (me) and her as a customer.

The massage starts like a regular massage but goes further and further than normal till the reach its climax; her climax!

As far as I know, she had a professional massage only once which was a very long time ago. She told me that this massage therapist was very professional and nothing happened. She didn’t want anything to happen because he was -how she put it- old and fat.

A night o[F] [M]asturbation

After a long week of no action due to my SO being injured we hit a point where we both needed to get off. Him not being able to move much or to fast, our usual fucking was out of the question. So tonight it was all about playing with ourselves.
With a selection of toys, lots of lube, a towel and some fast beat tunes the mood was set.
My vibe and wand working me to the rhythm of the music. I was coming instantly over and over almost non stop. I was squirting and creaming. My eyesight went bleary, my breathing erratic, to the point my moans turned into powerful screams.
In between pants and eye rolls I watched my lover stroke his extremely hard dick. This turned me on even more.
When ever I slowed to catch my breath my SO took over working me with his fingers or the wand. Continuing the orgasmic pleasures that I was experiencing.
After what felt like hours, but probably wasn’t, who keeps an eye on the time, I needed a breather. Still pulsating I tried to stand on shakey legs to get a drink and stoke the fire. Taking my time knowing the punishment I was going to receive the minute I got back to my toys.
Getting back into position vibe back in my pussy, vibrating to the music. Wand on my swol clit also going to the music. I cum hard again, over and over.
My SO starts to pump his cock harder lubing up my ass. He inserted the dildo. Not wanting him to lose his rhythm I took over with the dildo. One hand fucking myself in the ass with a dildo, vibe in my pussy and my other hand holding the wand to my clit.
I came hard clit, pussy and ass all at once. Screaming, panting, shaking, toes curled, I just kept coming. All the while my guy was watching me getting himself off.
He moved from behind me to my face and came over me letting it run into my mouth.
I got two large satisfying mouthfuls and a sticky face.
I love masturbating for my SO, being his real life little slut.

Master’s Delight [MF] [BDSM] [BD] [Oral] [Fsub] [Mdom]

Authority was a tricky, but necessary component of life. Without authority, there could be no order. Without order, there could be no peace. That was the mantra that Erin Grant heard from her father since she was a child. Being an officer in the United States Marine Corp and an advocate of capable authority figures, he’d taught her and her three younger brothers the value of respecting authority.

However, as she grew into a beautiful young woman with a promising career in online marketing, Erin learned that most people didn’t appreciate authority. If anything, they went out of their way to fight it.

“Seriously, Brandy, you need to stand your ground on this. If Jay won’t set a deadline, you need to give him an ultimatum.”

“You have a short memory, Marla. My sister tried that with her now ex-fiancé last year. Weren’t you with her when she threw her suitcase out on the front lawn?”

“This is different! Jay is your co-worker, not your squeeze. You got to make clear that his authority ends where your duties begin.”

“Says the woman who’s been bossing around her boss for the past two years, which I’m sure shows up on every paycheck.”

The best orgasms don’t come [f]rom manual or oral stimulation, or even a toy…

My best, most powerful orgasms have come from the anticipation. Like when I’m in the shower in the morning and I don’t have time to fool around, I start thinking about all the sexy things I could do when I get home. I replay my favorite sex memories in my head during the day, like my own personal porno. And when I finally get home in the evening, after I’ve worshipped my body by paying attention to all my erogenous zones, whether I choose a hand (or two) or one of various toys, those are the best, most mind blowing, spasmodic, long, intense, and powerful orgasms.

How did you achieve your best orgasm?

The horny girl at work helps a [M]arried guy out

The girl who introduced me to the naughtier side of reddit was a coworker of mine at my last job. Before her, I only hopped on Reddit to find fellow gamers. Anyway, she was like me in that she was Latin but pretty whitewashed. She was sweet and had a pretty face, but she was definitely not petite. She had to be 5’2” and she was THICK. Kinda skinny legs, but the rest of her was not. And because of that, guys at that place didn’t really notice her. But I certainly noticed her smile, low cut shirts and ample cleavage.

She was always very nice to me. Anyway, one day, she randomly stopped by my desk (she never did that) and attempted small talk… asking how things were and whatnot. And that was that. Then a short time after she walked away, she sent me a text saying she’s always such a chicken around me.

[F,M] I [F]ucked [M]y Favorite Coworker

In honor of my friend’s birthday, I told him I’d share my perspective of how our friendship started over 15 years ago…. (“Jon”, when you read this, sorry I’m not 100% on all the details)

(**if you want to skip how we met, scroll down to the good part….**)

I had a seasonal job at a retail store whenever I was home from college. During winter break when I was 21, I came to work and saw the hottest guy I’d ever seen (we’ll call him Jon, he’s 23). He was new (to me) and I had to figure out how to talk to him. We ended up interacting that first day. I thought I said something clever, he later told me my comment came across as a “know-it-all new-hire bitch”, but he didn’t realize I had worked there before and had friendships with everyone at the store.

That first week we were stocking shelves together and quickly started flirting. His toned, 5’8″ frame, light/medium brown hair and hazel eyes sucked me in. He has a sexy smile that makes my body tingle and his voice makes my pussy dripping wet. Apparently my blonde hair, blue eyes, 5’4″ average frame with ample size “D” breasts and round ass had a similar effect on him. At the end of the first week, I asked him for his phone number and he already had it written down for me.

A Solemate in Brooklyn [foot fetish][footjob][chance encounter]

James was too nervous to send the text message. His phone trembled in his grasp in anticipation of seeing Erica again after so long. Having a crush on your friend’s sister is tricky territory on it’s own but Erica was a woman grown and had long since moved to New York in pursuit of her dreams.

He recalled many of the times that he visited his friend though his true intent on many of those occasions were actually to see Erica. James couldn’t help but light up when she was around and he couldn’t help but feel like Erica knew how James felt. Every once in a while Erica would do little things like touch his arm softly or her feet would brush up against him while they were watching movies. Erica’s feet were beautiful and James could not hide his attraction to them. Though he could not say for sure where his foot fetish had manifested, it seemed likely that staring at Erica’s bare feet all the time had been a catalyst for the origins of his kink.

our one and only [MFM] so far

My wife and I are were in Las Vegas celebrating our 35 birthday, she’s 5’5, curvy, big tits and ass, I’m 6’0 240, stalky nice beard, enough about us..

So were at a night club, loud music and great atmosphere just sitting at a table off to the side having a few drinks and dancing a little, my wife’s favorite song comes on and she drags me out to the dance floor for some nice bumping and grinding , I can tell she’s already in a playful mood, fast forward a few minutes and the song is over and we return to our table hot and sweaty, I go to the bar and order us a couple of drinks, while waiting in line I notice this guy checking out my wife, I see him turn around and look at her. As I make my way back to the table I hand Jennifer her drink and make mention of what I saw, she asks who it was so she can see him, I point him out , that guy right there, she turns and looks then looks back and casually says oh he’s cute and takes a sip of her drink.

Hand Solo [F]

It was just one of those days. Her feet and legs ached from standing most of the day in heels. She felt icky since the air conditioner wasn’t functioning in the office. And no matter what she did it was impossible to please her boss.

 

The heels didn’t even make it all the way to her apartment. She took them off as soon as she reached her floor and carried them by their straps the rest of the way down the hall to her door. Her bra was unclasped as soon as her apartment door closed behind her. Just feeling the release of pressure from around her chest after so many hours brought some relief.

 

She tossed her purse on to the couch and saw some of its contents spill out, but she didn’t care. She would deal with that later.

 

The skirt was unzipped as soon as she entered her bedroom and the sway of her hips as she walked to her bathroom convinced it to fall down her legs. She simply stepped out of it when it reached the floor of her bedroom.