27[F] NYE gloryhole game with my first Redditor 22[M]

Here’s a shorter version of the event on r/sluttyconfessions [with a misspelled title šŸ˜…](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/rtm5zp/27f_nyw_gloryhole_game_with_a_redditor/)

So I made a post on my local r4r sub about a week ago looking for someone to fulfill my gloryhole game fantasy. Basically, I’ll be blindfolded to search through a wall of dildos to look for the one real cock. At the same time my gf, Sarah, and bf Dylan will be watching. After a flood of messages, a mixture of men not reading my post at all including their size/a dick pic, “hi/hey”, and party-pooping on how I’d be able to tell them apart right away…I ended up with 4 gentlemen who were able to hold a conversation, discuss alike kinks, and weren’t super cocky/pushy.

We video chatted with Jim on Dylan’s phone number, safety and all. After verifying what we talked about, we set up a time and day for our coffee date in the park in the freezing cold weather. We met up, he wasn’t an axe murderer or gave either my bf, gf, or myself the creeps. He was maybe 5’10, wasn’t taller than Dylan, on the skinny side with his pale skin and ginger hair. He’s officially chosen for the NYE!

Being Seen [FFM]

Anne wanted to be seen.

In her first year at college my girlfriend, Anne, took some introductory art classes, including a figure drawing class. The class went from the basics to still life, then to drawing people and finally to nude models. The models were not, contrary to how it often appears in movies, especially attractive or sexual. The point was to teach the students, not to get them aroused. For the most part the models could be best described as “fit” and then left at that.

Still Anne found herself deeply aroused in every class. Not by the models but by the people watching. She wondered what it would be like to be the subject of such rapt attention, to have so many eyes on you. She started to dwell on the feeling of being exposed, of being unable to hide anything.

It spilled into our sex. She would get me to watch her in the shower, to watch her masturbating on the bed, even to film her. But it didn’t satiate the yearning. I saw her all the time. Nothing was revealed. Nothing was exposed. She needed something more.

[F&M4F] The Rule of Three [18+]

Hi there! Hopefully this post finds you well, and with any luck, will pique your interest.

This may be a bit out of the ordinary, but a writing partner and I are in search of a third wheel, for lack of a better term. We are Leo (leoooaz) & G (ScrittoreNotturno), and have been roleplaying together for six months now. We have very much enjoyed our current story which incorporates the trials and treasures that come along with being in a threesome. But then a new idea struck: What might we create with a third writer as the third character in a Throuple?

That’s where you come in.

While we don’t have a specific plot in mind outside of a story involving a throuple, we would love to collaborate with you in coming up with new ideas. Different humans bring different perspectives, and that makes world-creation all the more fun. Settings could be Modern, Historical, or even Fantasy, as romance/humor/adventure can be incorporated in any of them. We are eager to hear your thoughts.

Being Seen [FFM]

Anne wanted to be seen.

In her first year at college my girlfriend, Anne, took some introductory art classes, including a figure drawing class. The class went from the basics to still life, then to drawing people and finally to nude models. The models were not, contrary to how it often appears in movies, especially attractive or sexual. The point was to teach the students, not to get them aroused. For the most part the models could be best described as “fit” and then left at that.

Still Anne found herself deeply aroused in every class. Not by the models but by the people watching. She wondered what it would be like to be the subject of such rapt attention, to have so many eyes on you. She started to dwell on the feeling of being exposed, of being unable to hide anything.

It spilled into our sex. She would get me to watch her in the shower, to watch her masturbating on the bed, even to film her. But it didn’t satiate the yearning. I saw her all the time. Nothing was revealed. Nothing was exposed. She needed something more.

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 137-139) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls,Ā Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 137: Moustache (18+)

ā€œWoah, look at that!ā€ one of the three Purple Cape guards said as he stopped the others and pointed into the alley where seven young women were indulging themselves.

ā€œNice,ā€ the other said with a lecherous smile and whistled.

ā€œCome on you perverts, haven’t you—Well I’ll be damned!ā€ The third guard said in shock when he saw what he saw.

*Maybe we overdid it a bit,* Beatrice thought when she realized that even though Ember and Olivia seemed to just be casually making out, she and the others were providing a far more spectacular scene. Some random girl getting nailed by some random dude might be nothing of note in this city, but seven stunning beauties playing with each other without a single dick in sight might be just a little too much for an average pervert with a working dick.

My MMF fantasy part 1

This is my (F) personal fantasy that I have been craving lately – being used as a fuck toy for my sir and a stranger.

My sir buckles my hands behind me before putting a blindfold over my eyes. I’m on the floor, on my knees, waiting. I hear my sir walk away for a moment – I hear 2 footsteps coming back.

A hand grabs my hair, and I feel 2 fingers pushed into my mouth. I open my mouth obediently but the fingers disappear and a cock takes it place. I instantly know it’s not my sir and I pull my head back. My sir growls into my ear “Baby girl you are going to suck his cock until he tells you to stop.” I whimper and open my mouth again, feeling the strangers dick slide all the way to the back. I can’t breath. My eyes start to water under the blindfold. The hand jn my hair start to pull my head back and forth, and my sir whispers “take it all baby girl” into my ear.

[M]y A[M]anzing [F]irst Bisexual Experience with Jeff and Martha.

Earlier this year I decided to finally do it. To prove to myself and the world that I am capable of bringing a man to the same level of deep pleasure that I have been able to bring to many of my past female sexual partners. I have known I am bicurious for awhile but took my awhile to build the courage. Further, I have spent a good time exploring my own body and was pretty confident that I knew how to make a man shake with my mouth.

So I posted around looking for a couple and I found ā€œJeff and Marthaā€ as we will call them. They were around my age (late 20s) and were engaged to be married. Textbook perfect couple, he was tan, fit, short black hair with a fade.

I wanna say Jeff was hispanic maybe mixed with Caucasian but I never asked. He otherwise seemed like the kind of guy most girls would be interested in. Martha was beautiful. She was Blovian and had moved here a few years ago when she met Jeff while he was traveling through the county. She was short, petite, perky round tits, cute firm ass and of course long wavy brown hair with blonde highlights.

My wife and her twin [voyeur][cuckold][gangbang][incest]

My wife is a twin and that makes things a little different, for one thing it’s expected that I’m attracted to my sister in law. That’s not all though, they make almost every decision with each other in mind. When both lost their jobs it was no different, for a while I was the only income between the 3 of us. We would help Kathy with bills and groceries but we also needed to support ourselves. That’s why it was no surprise to hear one day that Kathy was starting an Onlyfans account.

When Amanda told me about her sister’s new plan for income I acted shocked, but secretly I was turned on. I probed about it by asking “like as in she’s getting naked for money?” Amanda replied “yeah, I guess. But a lot of girls are doing it these days. For the next few days I couldn’t stop thinking about Kathy showing off her body. Even though her and Amanda were identical twins it felt so much more of a turn on to see her strip down.

Dominated by an online friend – part 1 [FM]

This happened in Bangalore. I connected with a tamil girl on Tinder. We were meeting up often for outings and sex. We usually get hookah too.

One Friday night at 1.30 pm, she calls me and asks me to come over to her place. Thinking that I’ll get lucky, I get a cab and rush to her place. Her house is on the first floor in a building in a residential area.

The building has a common staircase and connects to each floor. The staircase and her front door is connected by a long corridor by the road. Her front door is at the end of the corridor. The corridor has a small parapet wall, with grill designs in between.

I reach her front door and knocked, but she didn’t open. I became curious as to why she didn’t open the door.

Then, I called her. She picked up on the second ring. “Hey, Open the door, ” I asked her. She laughed, “Well, about that… Do you remember what you told me the last time we smoked up?”

I began to think but I couldn’t remember. I told her I didn’t know. She laughed again.

The man who out-kinked me [FM]

I’m going to warn you now, this is purely a humorous post that gets a little strange.

So I get weird in bed. TBH, I generally have to ease most folks into my kinkiness because I have freaked people out. There is very little I won’t do.

…Or so I thought.

When I was studying for the bar I used to regularly go on tinder dates as a distraction. It was a weird time. I was stressed and really just needed to get out.

So I meet up with a dude one evening. If I’m being honest I’m not sure if we have real chemistry. He’s a little too full of himself and makes one too many lawyer jokes. Because I’m pretty sure this isn’t going anywhere, I’m a little more honest than usual. Also, I had like 3 martinis and was feeling brave.

We start talking about sex.

ā€œIs it true what they say about lawyers in bed?ā€ He asks.

ā€œWhat do they say?ā€

ā€œThat their… you know, rigid?ā€