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[MF] Thanksgiving memories

When I was in my 20’s I went back to school for my MBA, mostly taking classes at night before the whole online thing caught on.

In the majority of my classes I was the oldest at 27, when most of the other students had gone straight from college to grad school. One class, an accounting class, was the exception. Mary was 42 and was working as a basic bookkeeper at her job and was gunning for a promotion. She figured that some accounting classes would help her.

She was attractive, but not a model. She was likely a smokeshow in high school and college, but age and kids had affected her. She was a little thicker, had a few wrinkles, and her style was mainly soccer-mom that worked in an office.

But, she was fun. Because classes were 6-9, she would join some of us for beers after class since her husband was in charge of putting the kids to bed.

The week of Thanksgiving meant classes were cancelled, but we were working on a project together and met at the library on Tuesday night to work on some things. After a few hours of work, we grabbed a beer. Read more »

[M] i’m in love with my bestfriends gf.

So i used to have a thing for this girl before her and my friend were even dating so before u guys judge me think about that. But everytime we all hangout im in constant awe of her personality & her body is a banging 10/10… sad to admit this but i actually have been jerking off to her instagram for about 5 months now.. it’s all i use to get off /:

My [F] Orgasm denial journal, days 1 and 2 [Blowjob] [Edging]

Today has been hard. Really hard.

Yesterday, I decided I was going to edge myself for two whole weeks. I posted on Reddit to look for partners in that. Reddit didn’t disappoint. I spent three whole hours with my hands in my panties, looking at sexy gifs and working myself up into a desperate frenzy.

I was a horny, dripping mess.

I wanted more.

When my husband got home, I was [uncharacteristically] all over him. I teased him. Told him how badly I wanted his cock. He had no idea what I had been up to all day.

I brought him to the bedroom, laid down in the bed. He wanted to fuck me, but I knew I would cum if he touched my pussy. (I was so wet, and sooooooo sensitive.)

Instead, I asked him to fuck my mouth.

I didn’t give him the chance to say no – before he knew it, I was sucking on his cock like a little whore. The scent turned me on. The taste of his precum turned me on. My pussy was aching and burning between my legs from being edged, and I wanted to just come so badly, but I didn’t touch it. Read more »

Black Lace

Blindfolded in a car alone, I felt my cock stiffen as warm lips swallowed the essence of life. Soft grunts echoed from his lips as he sucked my massive cock. Baring my soul , his friend hit my ass so I spread my cheeks. Open for inclusion, his cock gave me reason to love again. Swollen against my walls of imperfection he fucked my anal like I was his wife. I wanted to see who gave me this adventure but my eyes remained hidden as part of the game. Anal overloaded with cum, I stroked my hard cock faster. This surreal moment made me want to fuck more when she arrived. The blindfold revealed the truth suddenly and there she was stroking her cock while wearing black lace panties.[Livia Flair](https://lfconfessions.com/)

The Older Guy At College [FM]

Hey all, wanted to share a hot experience from college that I think about regularly.

Me: (At the time) 19, white, short, busty, brown hair

Him: 38, black, tall, athletic

I had a professor in my first year of college who I became friends with. He befriended a lot of students, he just had that sort of really likable personality. We even kept in touch over the summer, so when we’d see each other on campus the following year, we always said hello and talked. I had a little crush on him, so I liked being able to see him regularly. He was handsome, funny, how could I help myself?

One night, I was getting out of class late. I lived off campus with a couple friends, so I was prepared to walk back to my apartment, I had before and it was fine, but I ran into him. He asked if he could give me a ride, I accepted, and he drove me the few blocks. That night, I felt an impulse, and told him my roommates weren’t home tonight, inviting him in for a few minutes. Read more »

[M]y G[F] and I have been swinging and in an open relationship for about three years. Many stories to tell, AMA

Hello Reddit!

We’ve got a decent number of sexy encounters we can share, but aren’t sure where to start. I figured it’d be better to consolidate all of these under one thread, as I’m not the best writer in the world, and tend to keep descriptive text short and sweet. Feel free to ask anything!

**Some details about us:** We’re both in our 30s and have been together for the better part of a decade. We only recently started exploring our sexuality outside of a monogamous M/F relationship and have included others in our play in a variety of situations and scenarios.

I’m 5’11”, about 150 lbs, with dark hair (flecked with silver) and hazel eyes (I’ve been compared to Michael Fassbender). She’s (let’s call her Meghan) petite at 5’1″, and about 100 lbs, with red hair and green eyes (she gets compared to Amy Adams all the time), perky c-cup tits and a nice little round booty.

*Here’s a brief selection of sexual encounters we’ve had over the past few years, if you’d like details about one in particular, comment below and I’ll elaborate:* Read more »

New Orleans [M, F Vampire]

One block off of the debauchery of Bourbon Street, the palette of New Orleans ran with different, darker colors. Gaslights danced in the nighttime hush, and the French architecture crowded close, strangely intimate in its constriction.

Not ten minutes before, I had watched a blue-orange flame lick a sugar cube atop my absinthe glass. But I drank the ghostly green mist too quickly. There were not enough people to make it comfortable in the old bar, and eyes from the shadows kept finding their way onto me.

As I walked, an odd notion that I was searching for something threaded through my mind. I was much too aware of my cock as well. I suppose it had been days since I had any release, and my desire had crossed that threshold where the erotic truly began to sing to me. I tried not to think of the slow, luxurious electricity. I fought dreams of surrendering my gasping, secretive places to the slow sensuality of lips and licks that made fists pull at the sheets.

When I thought I heard someone say my name behind me, I first dismissed it as more fantasies. But I did finally glance behind. Read more »

The Neighbor Boy, Part 1 (First attempt at OC) [MMF] [Virgin boy] [D/s] [M/s] [prostate play}

The Neighbor Boy

It has been a long day, work was rough and that asshole, Tad…fuck he pisses me off. During my drive home, I cannot help but stew and fume over how that cuck took credit for MY project, I’m so upset over it that I forget to call and let you know that I’m coming, but you already know something is wrong. As I pull into the driveway, I notice the lights in the front room and entry turn off, leaving me puzzled but still pissed off.

I come in and hang my coat and keys in the dark before searching for the light switch, my fingers catch the switch and flick it on and as I turn around, I find you nude in the hallway, with your ass in the air, hands reaching back and spreading your ass inviting me to use you until I feel better. I walk by you and order you to crawl to the living room and wait in attention until I return, as I walk for the bedroom to change. As I undo my belt I realize that this isnt my job, I call your name softly and you come and bow deeply from the waist inquiring what you may do for me, and I reply with my usual, “I need help undressing.” which in all actuality isn’t false. Those years in the Army completely fucked up my back and knees, as it is, it is hard for me to bend over and squat. Regardless of the circumstance you set off diligently to your task, slowing removing each piece of clothing until I am down to my boxers, at which point you look up at me wantingly, visibly distraught in suspense and desire for me, I’m not ready. Read more »