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My first older woman [M18/F40][Cheating][Risky] [Cougar/Cub][GF mom][Oral][Almost Caught]

I was staying with my girlfriend’s family for a week to help with a roof and to go on a hunting trip as a reward after we were done. The night before we were to go on the trip, my girlfriend stayed at a friend’s place and her brother had to drive a few hours away to help a friend of his out, basically canceling the trip.

I was in the brother’s room playing Playstation when their mom came in, shut the door and sat on the bed next to me, watching me play my game. She asked how I was doing and if I needed anything from the kitchen; something to drink, a snack, and I told her sure, that some orange juice would be nice.

She came back after a few minutes with a tall glass, and handed it to me, and I took a few big gulps from it before I realized that it was strongly alcoholic. She just smiled at me and giggled when I started to choke on my drink, and asked me if it was okay. As I caught my breath, and took a couple more swallows, I nodded, “yes ma’am, I just wasn’t expecting that.” Read more »

I’m (m27) fucking a married Arab Muslim hijabi (F31) [MF]

Little bit of disclaimer:

First and foremost. I got consent to post some of these confessions/stories. She is completely aware as long as we use anonymous and fake names. Secondly. I’m in the mood to post these cause she is currently observing Ramadan so I’m seeing her a lot less often.

Onto the good part

At the time of this story I was 25. I met Sara a couple of years ago through mutual friends. She’s related to a good friend of mine who invited me over to his graduation for college . I saw her for the first time there and even met her husband . We chatted a bit as I was being introduced to the fam but I was completely infatuated from the jump.

She was 31 at the time and despite wearing the hijab stunningly beautiful. I could tell she was thick in the right places yeah not thick in others. From the first moment I saw her I immediately thought about all the things I’d do with her. As a matter of fact seeing her made me go extra wild on my girlfriend at the time when I saw her that night. Read more »

Tuesdays with Marcus – Part 2 [MF] [20s] [interracial]

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After Shelley’s long day of classes that Wednesday—made even longer by her choice to start the day off by working out—she finally walked through the front door at around 7:30 pm.

I glanced over at her and smiled as I finished plating the piping hot roasted chicken with herb potatoes I prepared for us. The timing worked out perfectly.

“Hope you’re hungry,” I greeted her.

“Starving.”

She started to walk to the couch and I stopped her with a holler.

“Hey!”

My love looked over as I stared at her, vexed, waiting for her to realize why I demanded her attention.

After a few seconds, she let out an “oh” of acknowledgment. She walked over to me as I put down the hot pan and gave me a quick kiss.

“I’m sorry. I’ve just had a long day. My brain is running on fumes.”

It wasn’t like either of us to be the last one to arrive home and not greet the other with a kiss straight away. In fact, it had seemingly become some sort of unspoken routine. Aside from kicking off our shoes or hanging up a coat, it was always the very first thing we did. The fact that she didn’t do it here was frankly off-putting. I had to tell myself not to read into it much. Read more »

Tuesdays with Marcus – Part 1 [MF] [20s] [interracial]

“Yo, Marcus!” I yelled down the corridor from my building’s front entrance as my upstairs neighbour was waiting for the elevator. He waited till I got a little closer to reply.

“Hey, Daniel! What’s cooking?”

“Not much.” I made my way to his right and joined him in wait for our ride.

“How’s Shelley?” he asked. “If you all are gonna be goin’ at it again tonight, lemme know. I’ll wear earplugs,” he said with a chuckle.

I nervously laughed as well, not knowing anyone could hear us from the comfort of our own apartment.

“Jeez,” I tried to play it off with swagger, “I didn’t take you to be such a prude, pal.”

The elevator doors opened and we both hopped on. I pressed 11; Marcus, 12.

“Nah, bro,” he started, “I’m just yanking your chain. I guess I gotta be gentle though; it sounds like you had your chain yanked a lot last night.”

“Ugh, yeah. She’s wild, man.”

“I could imagine. It was basically you making all the noise.” Read more »

The [F]irst time I slept with a married man

Second semester freshman year of college a bunch of the frats had a homecoming weekend so the older guys could come relive their glory days and meet the new pledges. I was at a party, happily drunk off jungle juice and sitting on the steps out back, when an older guy started talking to me and putting his hands on my legs. It wasn’t until after we made out that I saw the ring on his finger and decided to go back to the party. But something about it stayed with me, and it wasn’t long before I knew I wanted more.

I came back to school in the fall and about a month in I decide it’s time to explore this kink. So I made a post on craiglist F4M – College girl looking for married man. I got a ton of emails, but I wanted it to happen within the next few days and it can be hard for someone with a wife at home to find the time. Then I see Tom’s. He’s been married for 10 years and even though his wife puts out, he says she just lays there and he can’t do what he wants to with her, and there’s a picture attached. I see the ring on his finger and feel myself start to get wet. I was excited. We had a few back and forths and then he tells me he got a hotel room down the road from campus for the next afternoon. Read more »

[MF] Time I [M] slept with my best friend/roommates ex [F] [part 1]

Some quick setup here; This was back around my 3rd-4th year in college. I was roommates with my best friend since grade school, after my initial year in the dorms, then a year in the fraternity house, and old friend transferred to my university and we rented a house. My friend, let’s call him James, was a serial relationship guy. Ever since grade school he’d always had a girlfriend. He and I were sort of opposites in that sense, as I just never focused on settling into anything until post college; just wasn’t a priority for me back then.James and I surely shared some crazy dating scenarios growing up, and especially with his choice in girlfriends. Read more »

White guy fucking Arab Muslim hijabi [MF]

We’ve been together for 3 years but my secret hijabi girlfriend takes the month off every year while she observes her holy month.

We met over 3 and a half years ago when she was just 19 and I was 25. We met online and became friends but then soon realized we didn’t live far from each other. She’s about 5’4 with nice olive skin and a huge fat ass and a gorgeous set of tits. Despite wearing the hijab she was still visibly attractive .

At first I proposed my feelings but she said she didn’t feel the same way but as time went she admitted she did have feelings for me but since I was white it wouldn’t work.

We began flirting as a couple. And flirting translated to hangouts as just friends. Which led to touching. Soon enough we were in my apartment where I was teaching her the ropes . As I was her first everything .

It first started with me rubbing her pussy with my hands. Then with my tongue. Then she began regularly sucking my cock. Read more »

My Gym Buddy Used Me As His Sex Toy [23+24 M/M]

This is from my series Mr. Brooks: Locker Room Confessions

When I first started working at the gym I stood out right away. In a good way. People commented on how hard I worked. James once told me that members would stop him and comment on how great of a worker I was multiple times a day. James also told me that he liked when I was there because he never had to worry about what the club looked like (minus the ladies locker room of course).

A few months into the job and I was pretty comfortable with how things were going. I started to work out regularly and with intensity, and my body showed the results.

I would come into the club and people – co-workers and members alike – would come talk to me.It really made me feel welcomed. For the first time since the good times with Tommy, I felt like I had a place where I belonged.

There were gorgeous men (and women) everywhere! Besides the belonging, the eye candy was the best part about the gym. Read more »