Jake’s[m21] Aunt[f37] takes over his room, and his dreams. [inc]

I thought I knew the real story of how my mother knew my aunt Allyn. The way I was told, they had both been friends since elementary school, and they both had a crush on my father, who they had both met one summer. Dad was on the varsity football team, class president, eagle scout, voted most likely to succeed, yadda, yadda, yadda. From the way he would tell it every girl had a crush on him.

So obviously mom got dad, as I call her mom, and her best friend Allyn settled on his uninspiring twin. Settled is the running joke. Uncle Tom was not well liked, usually running into some kind if trouble and expecting dad to bail him out. Uncle Tom was one of those guys who always had a big money making scheme that never quite worked out. Anyway, this was the story the way I had heard it growing up.

The last I had seen of my aunt Allyn was when she and uncle Tom moved out to live in California. Tom had finally struck it rich on some kind of business deal that actually panned out, and decided the rest of the family could go blow themselves.

Some Expeditionism While Camping [MF]

At the tail end of our vacation last year we headed towards our final campsite.  It was a long drive this time.  At one point along the way she changed into her bikini because it felt like a 100+ degrees that day. When we finally arrived at our campground she hops out wearing the red bikini bottoms with a polka dotted top. Our campsite was on the far back of a 200 site campground. When I got out I headed to the back of the truck to get out the cooler and tent. I place both of them on the ground and double checked things. After I put a sack on my back I picked the cooler up with the tent and walked around the truck to her side. I bumped directly into two guys with just small shorts and backpacks on. They just stood there staring at me like two deer in headlights and I stared back wondering where the fuck they came from. 

Bloody Interesting Time [MF]

I had a girlfriend who was into Kinky stuff. Well, at the time I thought it was super kinky because I was, well, vanilla. She’d want me to slap her, hard across the face. She wanted me to choke her to the point where she almost passed out. She even told me that if she starts crying, don’t stop, just fuck her harder.

I had one day where she drove over to a friend’s house. She had smoked a joint while over there so I suggested I drive her car home. So as I’m driving, I feel my zipper unzip which took me by surprise. I thought she was completely out of service due to the time of the month.

She then proceeds to deep throat me, while I white knuckle the steering wheel. It was a floor shift and she kept knocking the cat into neutral so I’d be going down the road then just start coasting with the engine revving. I thought for sure we’d get pulled over and a cop come up and just see her with a mouthful of dick.

Need advice on new ways to share my girlfriend [MFM]

I’ve posted twice here about what happened last month between my girlfriend, Laura and my cousin, Davide.

It was a lot of different emotions – the hottest things I’ve ever done but also complicated to see her with another guy. To be honest though, I think about it every day, always when I’ve jacked off, and often we talk about it when we have sex.

My favorite parts were the things that I can’t do or haven’t done. The main was that she let him fuck her ass, without a condom. I’ve never gone raw with her at all and we’ve never done anal. Even since then. Also, Davide being so fit, having a thicker cock, really big balls, and shooting his cum farther – all turn me on. Not in a gay way, but I like her pleasing a man who is like, I guess manlier than me. I’m not sure exactly.

Anyway, Laura and I were talking about doing something like this again, and she’s said a lot that she wants it to be focused on what I’m excited about. I was wondering what ideas you guys might have… the obvious ones I’ve thought about are having the other guy have a much bigger cock, perhaps a black or Arab guy, and maybe anal again or face fucking. I definitely want to be there, and participate somehow.

Plus Sized Mouth [FM][public][oral]

No one comes out to this dump of a mall unless they’re a big girl like me, so I’m surprised when I spot him on my way out. Both of us parked under the shade of a tree. Unlike mine, his car is facing the strip mall. Maybe to keep an eye out for his woman. She’s probably still in *Lane Bryant*. Eyes glued to a phone, he doesn’t even notice as I approach. He looks up when I unlock my car.

“Nice eyes,” I say before realizing his window is down.

The cutie is blushing. “Um, thanks.”

I flash a smile and we’re both grinning like idiots. Flirting is such fun. As I open the trunk I see him looking at my bags and body and I wonder if he’s undressing me, imagining my curves, my generous tits and ass.

I look back at the store entrance and no one’s around. Dropping my bags, I pick up a top and walk over to his side, then drape it over my chest. “Can I ask for your opinion? Do you like this?”

“It’s uh, nice.”

Disabled guy here. I (33m) celebrated escaping from my emotionally abusive father by booking up with a hot college girl (19f) at my place all weekend! My mouth never left her body! [MF]

I (33m) am a disabled guy with Cerebral Palsy. I have a sky-high sex-drive and no refractory period.

For years my emotionally abusive father isolated me and my mom from our friends and family. He hardly ever let me invite people over to the house, and he never let me date anyone. He said my having a girlfriend would be an “inconvenience.” I once told him I needed to start living my own life and he said, “You can live your own life when I die.”

Despite this I’ve actually slept with quite a few women, but they’ve all been Friends-with-Benefits. I always had to sneak around and go to their place (like some naughty schoolboy) and could never stay overnight.

But recently, after 43 years of marriage, my amazing mom had the courage to tell my dad she wanted a separation! She could see I was trapped and wanted me to have a life. She said, “You’ve already missed out on your 20s, I don’t want you missing out on your 30s too.” Now we’re free and have both gone No Contact with my dad!

Miss Personality: Final Chapter

Diane recrossed her toned legs for the tenth time under the glass table at the upscale bistro then wrapped a foot around the back of her calf to caress the lean muscle with the painted toenails peeking out her Givenchy stiletto. The distinct sound of her silky flesh, slithering back and forth, rang in every man’s head within earshot of the teenaged girl in her slinky cocktail dress. One man, unfortunately seated nearby, was pleading with his wife to not submarine the evening after she noticed him repeatedly glancing underneath Diane’s table. It was not the young girl’s intention to be provocative; she had simply never worn a cocktail dress before. When she purchased the garment at Nordstrom a week prior, she loved the way it fell so perfectly on her fit, youthful figure, dropping a few inches above her shapely knees. However, she had not accounted for the ensemble retreating up her thighs when seated. The hem was no longer alluringly floating mid-thigh, but encroaching on the lacy but minimalistic black thong that was the only other thing the girl was wearing. The tight-fitting dress formed a passable shelf for Diane’s massive but perky breasts. She had attempted to find a suitable backless bra but the only options she could find possessed neither the structural integrity to be useful nor achieved the intended aesthetic.

My BF Bestfriend and Me [F]

I never imagined that one day I would be immersed so deeply in a ocean of ​​sensations and experiences as vast as the one I am at this moment. Even more so at this point in my life, at the age of twenty-five I believed I would be in another phase, but life is unpredictable.
My name is Melody. I don’t know if I can be considered the most beautiful woman in the world. I’m not very tall, I have brown hair and eyes, pretty standard. But I do have an eye-catching body, slim, with a nice round butt and big breasts (silicone, I must admit).
I’ve been dating for a few years, and it’s been great, I don’t have a lot to complain about, and the sex is great – it just isn’t enough. My desire has always been a lot, and he works most of the time. Forcing me to spend several nights on the internet trying to distract myself. But that’s what brings us to that night.
We live in a two bedroom apartment, just the two of us, but his best friend spent several nights with us during the week, he lived far from work and hitting the road late and tired was dangerous, I didn’t care if he stayed in the other room. I always noticed that he didn’t take his eye off of me, which motivated me to wear cleavage shirts and small shorts whenever he spent the night, I loved the attention.
Until one day, after dinner, we were watching a movie in the living room, we had had a lot of wine, I was drunk, and I was horny. My boyfriend, tired as always, said he was going to rest, but I didn’t feel like sleeping at all, I replied that I would go after the movie and he agreed without even imagining what would happen next.
I was wearing one of those robes that double as a blanket. I took it off as soon as I heard the bedroom door close, leaving only a silk nightgown, very short, fitted to my body. I approached my boyfriend’s friend, leaning my head on his shoulder as if I didn’t want anything. I felt him get nervous at the same time, and I took the opportunity to put my hand on his leg and stay that way for a few minutes.
It was funny to see how by just laying my hands on his leg, his cock was getting hard, almost at the same time, I looked at his face smiling – Is that how you think about your friend’s girlfriend? – Before he could answer I put my hand right on top of his cock. – Do you have a thing for me? Don’t you think that’s wrong? – I pulled him by the back of his head and kissed him, I liked to tease, to take control of the situation, even though the alcohol was helping a lot.
I felt his hand pulling me around the waist, it made me crazy, his hands going down to my ass, pulling my nightgown up, still without taking it off completely. Kissing me with passion, while I was taking his pants off, and putting his cock out, it was big and very thick, bigger than my boyfriend’s, making my mouth water.
It had been a long time since I tasted a different cock, it was a delight to lick it very slowly, teasing him while looking up – You must have imagined this how many times? – And I started to suck him, putting everything I could into my mouth, alternating speed. I was in love with that dick, the taste, how it felt in my mouth. I lost track of time and soon I felt a little cum in my mouth, but I still wanted more.
I pushed him against the couch, took off my nightgown, and smiled when I saw him going crazy with my body as I sat on his lap. He hugged me, and started kissing my breasts, sucking them slowly. They were sensitive and I let out a loud moan, it was his cue to shove his entire cock inside my pussy, all at once, making me scream in pain and pleasure – Careful , you will make me wake him up! – Not that I cared at that point, I just wanted my boyfriend’s best friend to fuck me and fuck me hard. And that’s exactly what he did.
He thrust with it, making my body sway, until I took control and started to ride on that cock at my own pace, loving the feeling of having another man inside me. I went up and down faster and faster, scratching his abdomen, moaning, until I couldn’t take it anymore and I felt my whole body tremble and he held me as he thrust in one last time, putting his cock completely inside me.
But before he could come inside my pussy, I got up, and went down on my knees with my mouth open. He got up, and threw all that cum in my face, dripping down to my breasts. I ran my hand over it, bringing it all up to my mouth, delighting in it all.
– You know you’ll have to come more often don’t you?

The one who got away [MF]

*I feel like this story needs some explanation before I post it.. just skip this paragraph if you don’t care. I know it isn’t written in a traditional story format with a whole background and plot, but this post was never supposed to be seen. I was madly in love with this guy who had a girlfriend back in my junior year of college. Long story .. but we did end up hooking up the day of our last final (his last ever, my last of jr. year). I wrote this shortly after having a bit of a meltdown on his graduation day. I was a sobbing mess and wrote this with a pen and paper, folded the paper up, and put it in the back flap of a notebook. I didn’t look at again until a couple months ago, when I found it, read it , then chose to type it out. These events happened in 2012. Back in 2018, I had a different account I used to post from (all posts are deleted) and I posted the story about this same event in more of a traditional story format. That version of the story was easier to comprehend and entertaining. When I read the version below it almost felt invasive, like I shouldn’t be reading it, even though it was my own personal experience. I felt like I was a completely different person. Anyway… here it is. I know it’s kind of hard to understand without context, so if. you have questions.. just ask.* ***Also.. NO I WILL NOT SEND PICS! DON’T ASK.***

I (24m at the time) slept with my girlfriends sister (18f at the time)

This happened 10 or 11 years ago. I we were at her 18th birthday party (small family gathering) and she mentioned that she was not doing well in math. My girlfriend mentioned thay I was good at math and that I could tutor her after-school a few times a week.

So for a month we studied a couple times a week and got to know each other and found out we had a lot in common. At the end of our month or studying she had a test and did really well (think 50 student got a 70ish score) and she was really happy. When we got together for her next study session she was really excited and showed me her score. We hugged each other and she kissed me. I kissed her back but then we stopped and realized what we did and said we can’t do this and after a few awkward minutes went back to studying.