Hot Semi-Public Sex at Capitol One Arena [MF]

THIS STORY IS 100% TRUE.

In 2017, a group of my friends and I went to take in an Arena League football game at Capitol One Arena. To attract people to the game, the team offered an extensive pregame area with lots of booze and barbecue sandwiches. The crowd was still pretty thin– pretty much all young people pregaming before a Saturday night out in Chinatown/Penn Quarter.

One of my friends’ cousins was randomly in town. Her name was Rachel. She was 23 and had recently graduated from Indiana University. She had beautiful olive skin, hazel eyes, and brown hair. She had my ideal body type– shapely but not fat, with a big ass and narrow hips. She was very smart– she was planning to get her M.B.A.– but she loved to drink and party.

We got to talking. At some point I just looked into her eyes and we started making out. We didn’t stop for what felt like 3 hours. The kissing quickly turned into me taking her hand, pulling her to the foyer, and pushing her up against the wall. She wrapped her arms around me, and we made out vigorously, with lots of tongue. I reached into her jeans and grabbed her ass, bare except for her thong. After a while of this, I reached for her breasts and found she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Thinking of Someone Else Pt 2 [F] [Shower] [Fantasy] [Masturbation]

As she steps into the shower, she lets the hot water soak into her long blonde hair and flow down her body. Eve is 44 years old, her fair skin still soft and smooth. Her supple breasts are still somewhat perky, just a bit heavier in recent years. She feels the water flow over her 34DDs, as well as down her full ass cheeks and along her freshly waxed pussy.

As she rubs peppermint soap on her skin, she lets her mind wander and starts thinking about him. Not the “him” in her bed (her husband, Mike), but rather the “him” she met online a few months ago. The one she thinks about every time she gets down to business this way. Ryan.

They met innocently enough, in a group forum for amateur cooks. They would share recipes and discuss things like which cheese is the best one to use for various dishes. Then one day they decided to actually chat about some recipes they swapped, in a private voice chat. Just the two of them. And she heard his voice, deep and somewhat gravelly – and very sexy. And, as conversations often do, it started branching out to other subjects. Real conversations. They got to know each other. They joked. They flirted. Harmless at first. Then one day, when she’d had a bit of wine and let her inhibitions down, she told him that she fantasized about him. Masturbated while thinking about him.

Thinking of Someone Else Pt 1 [F] [Shower] [Fantasy] [Masturbation]

She woke up to the sound of her alarm, still tired from tossing & turning all night. She slowly reached to turn off the alarm and quietly stumbled out of bed, careful not to wake up her husband laying next to her. She has no idea how he can sleep through the alarm but the slightest movement from her can startle him awake. She desperately wanted to avoid any exaggerated irritated sighs this morning.

She tip toes out of the bedroom and slips into the kitchen. As she pulls the coffee beans from the cupboard, her mind wanders to the glorious wet dream she had the night before. “That’s enough, Eve,” she thinks to herself. “Save it for later.” She lets the aroma of the coffee beans – a rich dark roast with a hint of chocolate and nutty tones – distract her from her thoughts. She pours the coffee beans into the grinder and puts a filter into the basket of the coffeemaker. As the grinder starts whirring, she pulls a cup out of the dishwasher. She was too tired last night to put the dishes away, but seeing the dishwasher full makes her a bit antsy. It’s bound to set him off on a tirade if he notices.

[M]y [F]WB fingering session at the back of the church hall

Hi Guys! Long time lurker and first time poster so please be kind! ?
So this happened when I just finished high school, there was always this one Asian girl I was always texting and chatting on MSN messenger (throwback I know) and we would always flirt and talk about hooking up and what not. I’ve seen her tons of times before as she goes to the same church as me. She’s tall, toned body, B Cups, flat stomach, and an ass that’s to die for.

So we’ve been messing around online, talking about blowjobs and fingering etc. but we never acted on it as I was attached and she didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes. So I broke up the summer I turned 19 . Out of college and back for summer holidays, she was 18 and we touched base again. Sure enough we started talking, flirting and sexting and said yes maybe we should hook up. So this all happened on a Friday and the next time we knew we were going to see each other was at church the next day.

You are mine [MF] [Playful day at home]

This is my first ever attempt (please be gentle, but definitely seeking feedback)

You are mine

It’s been a pretty ordinary day. We’ve just been hanging around at home, getting things we need to do done. Of course, it’s been our usual amount of fun and frivolity, plenty of playfulness. You’ve been on the receiving end of a slap on your butt numerous times. As usual, you roll your eyes and act with mock shock and we giggle. I still love the feel of your ass in my hand, whether it’s a gentle little grab or a firm grab where I knead the flesh of your ass between my fingers. Your body still awakens a multitude of ‘inappropriate’ and carnal thoughts in me. And as this day went on, watching you saunter around the house in your cute little summer dress hasn’t made my thoughts any different. I’ve indulged in looking at the top of your breasts, their soft supple flesh proudly bouncing out the top of your dress. Watched your legs, silky smooth from their recent waxing session… which of course reminds me of where else has been waxed, and how it looks and feels… and tastes. And all our teasing and flirting and playfulness, mixed with my feelings and intense desire for all of you has got me with something in mind.

[FM] One night in Vegas

I frequently play on RAOMD under a separate posting account. I’ve been told several times that I should post the stories of my fun with the men of Reddit. So here we are. Buckle up. It’s a wild ride.

This was not my first. I’d had several months of success from Reddit, and had a chance to travel to Vegas for work for a few days. I made a post the week prior with the dates of my stay, a description of me, generally what I was interested in (pretty much everything), and a description of the guy I was looking for. As typical, a hundred replies later, I found myself clicking with a guy who would overlap my trip. We made plans to meet the next week.

The next week we made plans to meet in the casino lounge of his hotel. I arrived first, ordered a drink, and strategically placed myself to maximize how much of my cleavage and legs he would see when he arrived. When he got there, we shared a quick hug and settled in on the couch, hands quickly starting to explore the other’s body. He downed his drink fast and ordered another. With confirmation that he was as turned on as he said (his cock now completely hard and bulging against his pants), we decided to head upstairs quickly before drink #2 was finished.

Amuse-Bouche [BJ][BDSM][Deep throat]

Amuse Bouche

“You’re going to have to try harder than that.”

I clench my fists. For the tenth time, I draw my shoulder blades together and arch my back. I lift my face up to his. I can feel his breath on my face, but I can’t reach his lips.

“Dammit!” I groan. The kiss is out of my reach. My head hit the mattress with a disappointing thump.

“Giving up already?”

I grin. “No!”

I am pinned to the bed, hands above my head, with him hovering over me. I hoist myself up again with exhausted, aching muscles. I stick out my tongue, trying to lick his neck. I crave the taste of his sweat. He pulls back. “That’s cheating. I can’t allow that.”

He takes his right hand to the angle underneath my jaw. The heat singes my skin.

He bends my neck over the edge of the mattress. My eyes roll back into my head. Sharp teeth brushed my collar bone, dragged up my neck and closed over my Adam’s apple. Fireworks burst into view behind my eyelids. Consciousness fades.

Chocolate-Filled Snow Bunny [Second-Person Narrative] [Interracial] [Gangbang]

It’s Saturday night…the eve before Easter Sunday. Usually on Saturday nights like this, you try and get a good night’s rest before putting on your best church behavior in the morning, hiding your inner wild child, silencing the slut that wants to come out so badly. But tonight, you’re craving for something different. You’re aching for a little action, so you, being rather unconventional, decide to hit up the nightclub that you go to every once in a blue moon. Outside, you look like everyone’s pipe dream: sleek, groomed, well-put together in your flashiest, stylish outfit…but underneath, you’re hiding a little secret that no one else can see. And that secret is…a fluffy rabbit tail buttplug. You’ve had it in your drawer ever since last year when you got it. Even then, you haven’t worn it before, but tonight’s different. You came to the club with a visceral desire, a need that’s hard to describe…until you see him.

I [M] hooked up with another girl when I was talking to my [F] current girlfriend

Been a long time lurker and will try to tell the story as best as possible.

A little about me is I’m roughly 5”9-10 full on asian (Vietnamese) with a slim fit body. I also grew up in a dominant black neighborhood so I’m what you would call “product of your environment”

This happened a couple years ago during the senior year of my high school. I was sort of the mysterious asian kid who drove a Porsche to school (my family sort of has money but never stay in the states long). We’ll imagine this girl is “S”.

S was this asian girl who was class president and very beautiful and smart. S and I have had a history of hooking up multiple times so there’s mutual feelings still hidden. While we have “J” who’s this light skin Cape Verdean girl who’s what you would call “ratchet” however had amazing boobs and a very nice ass.

S and I have been talking a lot throughout the school year but J seemed really obsessed with me, as she would always talk about me to other people and etc. There was even a time where J threatened to key S’s car because she was talking to me.

Birthday Threesome (Part II)

Liz’s hands grip your ass cheeks tightly as she continues to moan softly. Her tongue fights with yours as you lay on her smooth and fit body. My cum is still dripping from your slightly gaped slit to glaze her used pussy. Liz slides up the bed, away from the edge and pulls you with her. Sitting more upright she puts her hand on your chest and then moves a finger to your lips, stopping the make out session you had been sharing.

“I want some of that,” her fingers play in the sticky mess I made of your most intimate area. “And I want to make sure he stays hard enough to do that to me too.” I feel my cock twitch back towards being fully hard again after losing some of its rigidity. It keeps hardening when Liz takes your leg and throws it over one of hers and presses her simp against your creamy pussy lips. You both press hard against each other, rubbing your clits across each other’s pelvises.