Katherine goes walking in the rain

Katherine is annoyed. She can hear the rain falling but that isn’t the reason.

She has decided that today she wants to feel sexy but not too obvious. As it is raining, a nice idea would be to just wear nothing above her waist except her zip-up waterproof jacket – then she can adjust the zip as she feels like! But, recently, she has noticed that standards of dress have fallen so much she isn’t sure that would actually get her much notice. In the bar she works in, girls come in wearing see through mesh tops, clearly showing nipples and areolae, or tiny bolero jackets with a short piece of string holding it together across their breasts and obviously nothing underneath. Even early in the evening. Did they wear those to work? That idea really excites her — maybe she should try that for Uni another day.

In the end, as she isn’t intending to actually flash anyone today, she decides to just wear something that feels sexy for her. She really wants support for her large tits for the several hours shopping she has planned, so she puts on her favourite bra: very frilly, red and black. But no shirt. She also wears a red g-string, a short (but not tiny) black skirt, her favourite black and white thigh socks and pink trainers. And her rain jacket over the bra.

[FM] The true storey how a shy accountant (F30) crunched the numbers, analysed the applications and selected an extraordinary oral lover

Guys have been bugging me for months to post this here. It is a long read and I hope you like all it.

Last year I needed to be licked, so I went onto Random Acts of Muff Dive and wow – was I in for a wide ride!

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**ORIGINAL POST: Tues 1 May 2018**

[F4M] Shy attractive accountant (30) searching for an extraordinary oral lover #London

Dear lovely men of RAOMD

I am 30, and I need to be licked so bad. I have spent months reading posts to get confidence, inspiration and guidance from other female posters. I am empowering my sexual future with this long wish list.

I have my own place in **London, Clapham**. My sister lives in **San Francisco**, so I am out there few times a year (next trip is June 8-19). My family also has a rarely used holiday home in the **Bournemouth** area, I go down my own every second weekend to escape London. Although, the first few meetings will have to be in a hotel and I cannot host in San Francisco.

m4M BDSM 1st part, would love some feedback.

Sometimes I have moments when I step back from my daily grind and wonder: “How the Hell did I end up in this predicament?”. The answer is simple. I begged him to do this to me.

Like a lot of guys, more than I ever realized, I wound up in a situation where I became single. Between work, bills, and life in general; I fell into a rut. Most of my friends got married and moved off to start their lives, and my social life suffered horribly. Online dating sucks and if anything did come of it, the minute my kinks were brought up, things got weird quickly.

Finally fulfilling online lust in an office stairwell [MF] [Cheating] [Long]

For upfront description purposes, at the time of this story I’m 27 years old, and I am 5’9”, 165lbs, white, brown hair, blue eyes, relatively fit (both run and lift regularly), and am a clean-cut type. Kelly is ~26 years old, 5’2”, white, with burnt orange red hair and freckles. She is actually kinda built from going to the gym and as such has a great ass and thighs. Her tits were fantastic (34C if I had to guess) with half-dollar sized flat nipples.

A night out in Berlin [Group]

Hello fine people,

I’d really like to share a great, kind of surreal experience I recently had while partying. For starters, I’m a mid-twenties student in Berlin. I would describe myself as tall, thin and a bit awkward around girls, although I have quite some experience. The nightlife in the city is insane. You have so many venues to choose from which all have their own flair and crowd. The unifying theme of all of them is their devotion to techno and to offer their guests an escape from reality for a few hours or the whole weekend if that’s what you want. For example, taking photos inside is strictly forbidden and you have to put stickers on your phone cameras. This helps create an inclusive atmosphere in which people can really be themselves, dress up and not worry about any kind of societal norms, judgement or disapproving looks.

Fantasy Encounter [MF]

It’s getting late. But not too late. We are on the couch as usual, watching mindless tv. The best kind of tv for when my mind is preoccupied in a ball of nerves. It’s obvious in my head what I want. My body is practically screaming at me to go. But I hesitate, as usual. You have me in your arms. How can we be so close and yet I can’t get out of my own head? I watch the clock tick on, desperate with each passing minute. “Just do it. Just say the words”. I really want to…

I turn to face you. My head spinning, trying to get the words out. “I, kind of want to lay down. Can we?” Of course you say sure, and we sit up. You leave briefly to get ready for bed. I’m already ready, so I go to the bed and wait. You return finally. No longer alone trying to calm my nerves, my heart starts beating faster. You approach the bed as usual. But this time, before you reach it to lay down, I stand up in front of you. I wrap my arms around your neck and nuzzle you. I was too scared to go straight for a kiss, but I eventually do. All the while I’m just hoping you catch my drift and don’t leave me hanging. You seem surprised but I go on, hoping you’ll follow my lead. I kiss you again, and then kiss your cheek and down to your neck. You put your hands on my waist and hold me. You start to kiss me back. I close my eyes and let you shower me in kisses. I hold you closer as you do.

30/20 [FM] We met on Reddit and just lost our virginity together

After 30 years, I am no longer a virgin, and honestly, I’m glad I waited for as long as I did. At 30, I know what I like and I’m much more confident and vocal that I would have been in my early 20’s. 10 years ago, I didn’t know how to flirt and if a guy so much as looked at me, I turned bright red. Now, with several guy friends and many, many dirty text chats, I was ready to get down to it. If you’re looking for a sweet, introspective post…this isn’t it. Prepare for details.

I posted on Virginity Exchange and R4R, since after getting on birth control, I’ve been so horny that getting off two+ times a day just wasn’t cutting it. I wanted dick, so I posted to try and find some. My requirements had nothing to do with physical appearance or some ~connection. I had around 60 messages flooding my inbox over the week and the guys who made it to the KIK stage were the ones who could hold onto a conversation, weren’t afraid to talk dirty, and most importantly, could make me laugh. Guys: Do not post your stats and that you’re interested. Obviously you’re interested or you wouldn’t be messaging me. I don’t care that you’re 27, 6’1, and interested. TALK to the women you’re messaging! Give them something to actually reply -to-. Also, I’m really, truly sorry for the guys who messaged me and were around 5’5 or less, and 170 lbs or less. I am 5’10 and 250+. I was terrified I’d hurt you and I didn’t want my first time to be full of insecurity about my size.

‘My REAL Dad Used To Spank Me’: The Story Of A Teen And Her Step-dad [Straight] [M/f] [Step] [Inc] [Teen] [Spanking] [Barely Legal] [Daddy]

When I met my fiance Cassie, I was a little disappointed to hear she had a kid.

I never wanted children myself before and being in my forties now means that I want them even less. I just want a quiet peaceful life which is why I made the decision to finally find someone to settle down and share my life with in the first place.

I could tell you about my future wife Cassie and how we met but I get the feeling you’d be more interested in her eighteen year old daughter, Kacie.

Like I said, I didn’t want kids myself so I’ll admit that I was relieved when I learned that Kacie was eighteen.

Sure, I had definitely heard the stories of bratty, stroppy teenagers and they didn’t sound appealing but I figured that she was technically an adult now and surely past that phase.

And for the most part, I was right.

Kacie’s a really good kid and someone I’m proud to call my daughter. She’s smart, kind and caring. A little cheeky at times but it’s all in good fun. Mostly independent. Sure she lives with us but you can’t expect a kid to move out as soon as they turn eighteen but when that day does come, I’m sure she’ll be fine. She knows how to look after herself.

My best friend cheated on her boyfriend to take my virginity [MF]

This is a condensed version of the whole story which i would like to write in its entirety eventually.

[https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c420e5904f86](https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c420e5904f86)

From the very moment I laid eyes on her she became almost my sole fantasy when it came to sex. I met her through a friend during a night of clubbing and after some banter and a few drinks, we exchanged numbers but nothing really came of it as i was a social retard. Over the next couple years we would occasionally run into each other due to mutual friends and remained friendly.

One day by some insane coincidence or act of god, she got a job in the same department as me, having no idea that i also worked there. We began to become a lot closer while working with each other and my attraction to her continued to grow, we even flirted with each other quite frequently. As time went on, she appeared to lead me on and this was when my infatuation with her started to skyrocket, however, After several outings outside of work and intimate encounters, my dream of pounding her senseless seemed like it would remain just a dream more and more, she had a good looking, wealthy, and successful boyfriend.

Coachella camping, Night Two [Group]

The weirdest part about camping at Coachella is the shower situation. It always has a crazy long line, the people are rude and shoving to get into the stalls, and the water pressure sucks. Harper and I stood in line, we went the second we woke up, knowing this would happen, and the lines were full of hung over people complaining. We wore our bikinis there to minimize the amount we had to drag back and forth so we could get out faster.

We showered and headed back to the site. Cam and Brian were sitting in our lawn chairs passing a pot stick back and forth and drinking warm cans of beer. It was way too early for that nonsense, so I laid down in the shad with Harper and we looked at the instagram tag for Coachella seeing if we recognized anyone.

We kind of casually avoided talking about hooking up in the tent the night before when we were rolling balls, and I left it alone. We planned out the shows we’d see that evening and guzzled water in anticipation of rolling a second day in a row.