[F] My father walked in on me naked, riding a dildo…how’s your Saturday going?

I was back at my childhood home for a funeral. My husband had to stay behind for work, but it was nice to see the family again and spend time with old friends from high school and college as we celebrated our common friend.

When the funeral was finished I decided I wanted to go back to my dad’s house and rest.It had been a lot of traveling this month. I said my goodbyes and went back to his place.My parents have been divorced for almost 10 years now but he still lived in our old house. I went back to my old room, now a guest room, and laid on the bed.

That’s when Alton reached out to me.

Alton was a guy I met at a club and had become someone I was seeing.

He wanted to facetime.

No one was in the house and I was feeling sad, so I thought it might make me feel better.

I quickly tried to make myself look cuter and then turned on my camera. Only to be staring right at Alton’s sizable penis.

[M] We’ve been talking about her desire for older guys (40+) and potential cucking experience in future.

It started few years ago. We went to parties and bars and somehow she always ended up smoking or smiling to some older guy. Generally just some really nice guy but about at least ten years older than she is (she’s 31)

I felt already there is some kond of tension or kink she hasn’t told me about. After one party we got in cab, and started our way back home and we both were drunk. I asked her – what’s the deal with all those older guys? She kinda blushed and was a bit shocked about my attebtion to this. At first she declined there are some sympathies.

When we were back home of course we both had cute semi drunk afterparty sex. I can still remember how I took her black dress of and let it fell on the floor. She was standing there in front of me wearing just heels, black transparent thights, black panties and unmatched but still cute white bra. Her nips were already hard.

Minutes later we were in bed and my cock was gently sliding between her legs. Word by word we somehow ended up talking about posible experiences with older guys… needless to say when I mentioned that she should imagine older guys with us now, she had her orgasm really just moments after.

My first guy in years [27F/34M] [FWB]

I’ve been in a relationship for a few years that’s technically been open for a while. My partner is more on the asexual side, and we haven’t had sex since before the pandemic. I love them just the same- if anything, we’ve gotten better at communicating our needs and boundaries.

Since I do have that high libido, we had a more thorough discussion of what being open means to us. I’ve stayed off of dating apps, but I was considering getting back into them. But there’s this old coworker. We had become friends quickly, but I left the job after a couple months. We stayed in contact, and I made it a priority to hang out with him despite our near-opposite schedules.

Oh, I should also mention that I haven’t dated men for a looong time. I had ID’d as a lesbian for 8 years give or take, and now am bisexual. Still figuring things out about where I stand with guys romantically, but I’m there sexually.

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42 [F] British OnlyFans milf moves onto my 21 [M] street! Part 3

Sorry for the delay, now let’s get on with the show!

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2 days have passed, I’m having a lazy day at home and I get a text.

‘Fancy a workout sess today? x’

‘Yeah I’m down, shall I come over after lunch?’, I suggest while feeling my cock enlarge.

‘Cool see you then x ’, she responds

A few hours pass, around 230 and I head on over to her place. Seemed like she was home alone, which I came to know was quite often as her children spend time at their fathers too.

She was in a similar type get up, biker type shorts/leggings and an oversized t shirt.

At the odd time I could see her nipples poke through, but very rarely. Evidently she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Just some normal chit chat, asking about each other and we are off to her outhouse gym in her back garden. It was a real proper nice place, fully spaced out kit, quite large and a full length mirrored wall.

The Tutor, Parts Two & Three [F20/F18] [Domme/sub] [Role Reversal]

Ages tagged in the title this time. Every character in this story is 18+

**PART TWO**

Did this girl live in a mansion??

I grew up in a small house in the suburbs, so I wasn’t sure where the line was between ‘big house’ and ‘mansion.’ But for all intents and purposes, that’s what it felt like when approaching the Alodia’s property. Aside from the huge white house being impressive, the front yard and surrounding greenery were expansive and well maintained, and I found myself driving up one of those long, semi-circle driveways that I had only ever seen in movies.

If Annabelle’s parents hadn’t explained how they wanted another girl, and one closer to her age, I would have been more surprised when approaching the house. Why not just hire an army of tutors for the girl? They could probably afford one professional from every field if they wanted to. Instead, they chose me. And, while it was flattering, it was also incredibly intimidating.

I had barely stepped out of my car when I heard someone call out to me. “Ms. Moore?”

[Fictional][FM][FPOV][Chastity] – Becoming a Keyholder for a Friend

(This story is completely fictional. I wrote it just for fun so the events and characters in this story are not real.)

The occasion itself did not really matter nor did it really call for one, all that mattered was myself and a few of my friends had gathered on a Saturday night to enjoy each other’s company. A few drinks and games as well as some rowdy banter had imbued us into some joyful moods that led us down memory lane and poked fun at each other with some of those memories. We were all seated in the living space either on the floor or on the couches as Owen left the room to go to the bathroom. The rookie he was, had left his phone unlocked and was soon picked up by one of the other lads and doing the laddish thing, checked his phone and search history for porn. They quickly found his small trove of keyholding and chastity captions that he had both saved and looked at numerous times, which as you can imagine, led to some furious joking and questioning when he returned. Although I regret it now, I lightly joined in even though I didn’t really see the issue, everyone has kinks and they did invade his privacy.

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First Kiss and [F]irst Time with [M]y Bully’s Twin Sister [Long]

Abigail was my dream girl. Short with all the right curves, class valedictorian. She was short with just the right curves and a slight paunch, thick brown hair, and expressive dark green-blue eyes. She was shy and quiet. I wouldn’t have called us friends but we grew up together and worked together at our first jobs.

Her fraternal twin brother, though, bullied me all through school. He was the star athlete, teacher and admin favorite for it. I was the shy, awkward kid with curly brown hair and a bit of a belly. He made school life miserable and got away with it. I was the typical middle child, trying to make my own way in the shadow of my siblings while living with ADHD, Bipolar, and Anxiety.

It was homecoming weekend, way back in 2006. When MySpace was still a thing and texting was in its infancy. Homecoming was always a huge deal with my school, so I reluctantly went in hopes to reconnect with the few friends who went away to school while I stayed in town for Community College.

[MF] I want to see her in MMF situation. 🥵

Been fantasising a lot about this scene. What thoughts you’ll have about this?
According to you’ll what should we focus on more haha.
This will be our first and maybe the last.
She’s super slim with curvy ass 🍑 tall and long hair brown girl 🥵

Comments will be shared with her, haha.
Ps- don’t ask for her pics to me.

[F] 26 Cloned my Husband’s cock

About 7 years back my husband-then boyfriend thought it would be a fun little experiment for us to try and clone his cock together. Our sex life was pretty new and a little awkward so the first attempt didn’t go over well. The kits are actually very technical, the water has to be at exactly 90°, mix ingredients for 30 seconds, then you only have so long to put your dick in the mold. Also, the hard part is being able to stay hard for two minutes without moving.
And like I said, our relationship was fairly new and I was a little awkward still when it came to being sexy, so we struggled to keep his erection. Don’t get me wrong, it was fun, messy and awkward but it was a total fail.

Well now, seven years later I felt if we tried again we would succeed this time. We know eachothers kinks and also I know what gets him going. On top of that because of our first failed attempt I would have all the preparations in order before hand. I ordered the kit off of Amazon and extra powder incase we failed again. Even though stupid I felt like a kid on Christmas waiting for the package to arrive. And when it did we waited till the evening to try it out as my Mother was staying with us for a bit and that would be hard to explain.

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Tom and Vai Part 1 [MF 20s][dare][mild d/s]

“Truth or dare?” I asked him.

It was an old question, one we had asked each other many times before. Perhaps there was something in my voice, something that gave me away. He turned away from the TV we were watching together. His eyes met mine and he held my gaze, as if he could tell I had something unusual planned. The truth was I had been thinking about it all evening, planning it carefully.

“Dare.”, said Tom. There seemed to be some excitement in his voice, too.

“Do everything I say for the next thirty minutes.”

He hesitated, for just a moment. Then a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

“Deal.”

“Stand over there and close your eyes.” I said.

Slowly he stood up from the sofa, walked to the middle of the floor, and turned to face me. He met my eyes before gently closing his.

I removed my scarf, watching carefully that he kept his eyes closed. I tied the scarf firmly around him like a blindfold.

“Now, strip to your underwear.”

It wasn’t a question. I surprised myself with the firmness in my voice, and it had the desired effect.