Before I begin, I think it’s a good idea to describe my girlfriend. She’s pale and fit Russian girl with cute rosy cheeks, knees and elbows. She’s got beautiful blue eyes, a mischievous but gorgeous smile and light brown hair. Her breasts are almost C-cups and incredible perky. Beautiful nipples. And her ass. Fuck. I’ve lost count of the number of guys I have caught checking out her ass when she wears leggings. I think part of the reason her ass is so enticing is her tiny waist. Anyway…
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A Married Academic [F] Drove 8 Hours to Spend a Night with Me [M] [FM]
This story involves cheating. If you don’t like that, please read no further and leave now.
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Several years ago, I met a woman named “Grace” on Ashley Madison. Both of us were married at the time and we instantly hit it off via chat. This progressed to us chatting outside of that platform and we developed a great rapport over the next few weeks. She was very intelligent, charming, ambitious, and also really attractive: Asian, 5’1″, around 130, long black hair, intense dark eyes, and had the smoothest skin I have ever felt. What I liked most about her was the openness and vulnerability we showed. We quickly became good chat friends, and began speaking on the phone when we could. Our chemistry only grew. (Side note – she is the first person who told me about Reddit. A few years later I made a Reddit account because of her – thank you Grace. ;) ) As for what I look like, I am 5’11”, 185, green eyes, light brown hair, and an athletic build (think “mesomorph”).
How I became my best friends BBW girlfriend [Extract] [Male to female transformation]
After the beam hit me I began to feel very strange. First of all it felt like a numbing sensation throughout my entire body followed by a feeling like pins and needles. The feeling started from the top of my head and spread all the way through me until every inch of my body felt like pins and needles. The feeling started to get more intense and I began to get concerned. Was it supposed to feel like this? I felt a sudden sharp pain in my chest then to my surprise movement. I looked down and could see that my chest was expanding!
My pec muscles must be growing I thought to myself but then I was horrified as I could see that I was growing what looked more like… boobs! “I think something’s going wrong!” I shouted out to Steve. My voice sounded strange all of a sudden, like it had become slightly higher pitched. Steve had a strange sinister grin on his face while he just stood and watched on. I was just about to shout out to him again when suddenly an immense surge of pain shot through my entire body like a jolt of electricity. I threw my head back before letting out a shrill scream higher than I ever had before. I fell to the ground on all fours.
An Affair [MF]: Never Pull Out Again
Her and I had begun having an affair roughly a couple of months before. As I’ve shared previously, I was a Principal and she was a new teacher. I was in a long term partnership and she was married. Read the other post for my details on that
Up until this point we’d been flirting like crazy for a couple months, followed by finally agreeing to meet. We didn’t fuck, but went down on each other and ravaged each other with our mouths. We just couldn’t pull the trigger on sex. Not yet.
Eventually, we were at a work party. We stayed distant from one another. Everyone still thought we disliked one another and it helped us keep our secret. Her husband was there also. Speaking to him was difficult. I still considered myself a good guy. Obviously we were both being assholes, but I didn’t want to have to take it to this level. At one point she came over to the bar and began flirting with me. I couldn’t do that with him there and made an excuse to leave. She was pissed. I didn’t care.
My girlfriend was fucking my best friend’s rich uncle for money. [MF]
The last year me [M26] and my girlfriend [F24] have been living really good life. I need to mention she is really good looking. It started when me and my friends started visiting a very nice and kinda expensive bar which belonged to my friend’s uncle. The man is around 40 and he has like 5 bars and night clubs. From the first time he met my girlfriend there he was interested in talking with her. I was laughing after we left and asked her if she liked that guy trying to flirt with her. I was cool because his look could not compare with mine and I was sure she did not like him. The second time happened the same and then my girlfriend received a message on social media from him. The message said he noticed that we spend 30 euro together which was the minimum there and if she wanted she could get anything from the menu for free if she visited him on his office. We both did not work and could barely spend these money so we talked about this. I did not feel good but she wanted to go there and try to get something without sexual act.
We visited his bar without friends this time and she went to his office. She returned after 20 minutes. She was a little nervous but happy and told me we can take anything we want. Instantly we ordered cocktails and nargile worth more than 150 euro. She told me then she had to give him a blowjob for this. My feelings were mixed. It was hot but also stressed me in a way. It happened like 10 more times until he proposed her to fuck her for 500 euro this time. We already started planning a trip to London with the money. It happened a few more times until the man probably got bored and stopped. One hot part was that my friend who was the man’s nephew learned about it and therefore some other friends. The thought of a few friend knowing that someone fucks my girlfriend for money was really hot. The whole experience was unique and even now that it has stopped when I look at her and thinking of it I get hard. And at last we had free exclusive treatment at his bars and made 3 trips to nice countries from him.
[FM] I found my FWB had a cuckold/hotwifing fantasy, and we went down the rabbit hole.
*[If you want to know a bit more about me, [here’s a post for that.](https://www.reddit.com/user/SaysLuna/comments/w9j02v/who_is_luna/) If not, you can skip ahead!]*
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During my college years, I joined a college running group. Not a sports team, rather a group of people who simply liked to exercise and met a few times a week to run for an hour or so. That’s where I met Marcus (all names are made up, obviously), the protagonist of this story.
Marcus was (and is) the prototype of mainstream male attractiveness. Tall, with broad shoulders, with a chiseled physique. I jokingly used to call him superman because he lived up to it – he even had those Clark Kent features – strong jaw, dark hair, handsome face, glasses. He only lacked a cape. He was all of that, but my attraction did not live or die by his appearance. He was usually the quiet guy of the group whenever the group hung out for a beer after running (because what is training for, if you can’t ruin it with a beer afterwards?) and through my insistence in bringing him out of his shell we ended up bonding and developing a chemistry heavily built around banter, before it opened to a more personal relationship.
A Species’ Survival Chapter 06
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As soon as Anthony and Michelle exited the lift, Marge went over and hugged her brother.
“Oh, my God! Anthony! Are you ok? I was so scared.”
“Marge, I’m ok. It’s just a lift malfunction. It’s nothing.”
The three friends said their goodbyes to Michelle and got into their car. While they were driving home, Marge expressed her concerns about living in the building.
My ex could fuck with me in public without touching me [FF]
Yeah I wrote about how we ended but I needed another story about my psycho ex because the last one was too depressing.
My ex girlfriend was insane, but she was always fun to fuck. Every time I thought we were done she’d pop up and reel me back in. It’s just hard when you’re that sexually compatible.
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M was very good at dominating me. Sometimes I’d be done with her and then fall right back into her trap.
She came to my city once and I met her at a hotel bar. I had told her we would not be fucking because I was seeing someone, and I think she literally laughed over the phone and said “Yeah sure.”
I wore a pencil skirt, blazer, and silk shirt because I thought if I was professional she’d take me more seriously. She wore a… Dress? Maybe a skintight tank top that made it less than an inch passed her hips. She also had on heels and her normal red lipstick.
We had our usual greeting where she kissed me on the cheek and then sat down across from me.
Wrong Questions: 21+ [M28/F26] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Cleavage] [Pool Sex]
“Seriously again?” I asked as I looked at Lorraine, my girlfriend.
“What?” Lorraine responded.
Lorraine was the queen of selfies. She was aiming her stupid phone at herself every chance she got and taking a picture.
Lorraine’s social media pages were filled with pictures of her, what she was doing, where she was, and what she was eating. It wasn’t a surprise she wasn’t able to hold a job.
Lorraine was adamant that one day she would be the perfect model, the next Instagram model to hit it big. I always laughed it off. She didn’t have much of a following, but that didn’t stop her.
Lorraine was, as some would say it, plain. I hated to admit it, but there were times when I caught myself wondering why I was with her.
I was no catch either. I wasn’t pulling in all the women but compared to Lorraine. I was the better half.
Lorraine had blue eyes, which, if I have to say, was her best feature. She always plastered her face with makeup and dressed like she had it going on body-wise.
[MF] The Slutty Side of Shy Girls
MF 30
I have recently been thinking about my wife and I’s past sexual encounters and have realized how vastly different they had been before we met. In my high school and college days I was more of a taste the rainbow kind of guy who wanted to try everything that I could with as many different flavors of women as possible. My wife on the other hand was with a small handful of guys and just had some pretty basic, non exciting sex. So when we first got together naturally it took us a little bit to find out what each other liked and had done in previous situations.
What I failed to recognize was the sexual devient inside of her that was yearning to be unlocked. On the surface my wife is a beautiful, soft spoken but confident woman. She’s very friendly and is always looking to help others out. That’s the trait that initially drew me to her (along with a beautiful smile and a nice round ass lol). But when we get 1 on 1 and she gets in the mood, she really unlocks a different side of her that I’ve come to enjoy because it allows us to explore new things in our sex lives! She loves to keep me guessing and keep things fresh by surprising me with new things to try all the time.