Golden Shower Party PT. 3 [piss] [oral] [squirt] [throat fuck] [orgy] [bukkake]

After Suzie and I showered all of our piss and spit off each other, we sat down on the sofa and crafted an invite to everyone we thought would be interested in our piss party. We came up with about 15 names. Some of them were guys (and girls) I’d hooked up with and knew they might be interested in a Golden Shower Party.

Others were very kinky friends I knew who might be willing to participate. We thought some might even have partners, boyfriends, husbands, or fuck buddies that might want to join! In the invite, I explained that my friend Suzie was breaking out of her shell and exploring the world of kink.

For the longest time, Suzie was too shy to share her kink with partners, so she indulged in her piss fetish by herself, which, let’s be honest, is TOTALLY HOT. But … the time had come and she was eager to involve others.

In traditional ME fashion, we decided to go big or go home. Thus, the big invite. 15 people. Maybe (hopefully) more were invited to a party where we’d feature one drink: the Yellow Bird cocktail. We’d also have a hydration station to keep the guests bladders constantly full.

[FM] The time I borrowed a friend with benefits from one of my besties, and found out he had a huge cock [part 1]

A few years ago one of my best friends, let’s call her Fanny, met this guy, Liam at a university. He was a tall brown-haired boy, majoring in mechanical engineering. I actually knew Liam by sight and so did some people from our friends group: we used to go to the same highschool, albeit in different classes. He had always been a quiet kid, the kind that always turns you down if you ask him out or offer him to do something together because he has something else to do. Something better, apparently. But you never know what it is.

Liam grew much taller over the years (he actually used to be rather short), but his quiet nature sticked with him. Which is probably what intrigued Fanny, who always falls for mysterious and distant guys. Fanny’s relationship with him wasn’t clear initially, because his presence in our group was very sporadic. Two weeks’ time, she revealed to us that she and Liam were fucking. Good for them, we all thought.

[Group] my first spit-roast

Myself [f24] and my boyfriend [27m] have always wanted to open up our relationship and play with a bit of hotwifing/ couple swapping. While away on holiday we met a couple in a swingers club and had a lot of fun together (a whole other story, see pt. 1). We couldn’t stop thinking about them in the days after, it was all we talked about and we both got so turned on thinking back to that night and the fun we both had. We exchanged some flirty texts and pictures with the other couple over text, and there was still extreme sexual tension between us. I really felt like there was unfinished business between myself and T, and to be honest I was really craving his cock. I knew I wanted to see him again. Eventually, over a few cocktails by the pool, I suggested that we invite them over to our room that evening. It was very short notice, but thankfully they were free and agreed to come over later on that night.

As a captain [M26] I was seduced to commandeer her body [24] [MF]

To understand the story I first need to setup some things. It is a long story, but here are the essentials. I own an old boat. A 38m ‘Spits’ boat for hauling cargo that has been remodelled to be a house and a ‘hotel’. An added extra floor offers more than enough space. I offer river cruises on the European rivers for up to 6 people very comfortably, offering it to one group at a time. It is geared for people with too much money, which was easier than you might think. The luxury layer is surprisingly small over the harsh steel exterior. The most difficult thing was installing the hot tub in the front behind glass, so the rich can watch as we move through the rivers. As the ‘hotel’ is rather small it is easy to clean, and I offer chef cooking besides.

Something about myself. I’m a big, man by nature, training regularly to stay well muscled. Thanks to my cooking the remainder is filled out very well, but generally I feel more massive than fat. So far the girls tend to agree. I was still young at 26 at the time.

Cumming on stage (almost) [F]

Hi all, sorry if this is a bit of a ramble, I am writing this between work and trying to remember the details as best as I can but it was about 30 years ago.

I have been reminded of quite a fun and naughty time that I had while being part of a local stage production. We were quite a large group for the reasonably small town, so there were a lot of people going for all the parts. I had joined the group recently, along with an old school friend Vicky, which explains why we got stuck being the horse for this show. We were probably around 21/22 at this point and Vicky and I had a very mischievous relationship, often playing jokes and winding each other up. We were also very open about sexual relations and things but never anything between us.

If you aren’t aware of the British pantomime horse I suggest doing some Googling to get an idea. Basically I was the front half and wore what was almost like a onesie, and my friend had to bend over and hold on to my hips to form the back half of the horse.

7 minutes in heaven with a stranger [FM]

I was at a party, and it was starting to get boring until someone suggested we play truth or dare. The group was a mix of people I had just met and some acquaintances. The game quickly escalated, and before we knew it, we were playing 7 minutes in heaven.

I was excited and nervous as I watched the other players go in and out of the closet. When it was my turn, I took a deep breath and walked into the small space with a guy I had talked to earlier that night.

At first, we were both a little awkward, trying to figure out what to do. But as we began to kiss, the sparks flew. He had soft lips and gentle hands, and I could feel myself getting more and more turned on by the minute.

As we kissed, I could feel his hands slowly wandering over my body. He started to unbutton my white top, and I could feel my nipples harden as the fabric fell away, exposing my yellow lace bra. His hands roamed over my chest, cupping my breasts and squeezing them gently.

That time I got bent over at a concert and left full of cum [25F]

Early last year, the weather started warming up and one of my favorite indie bands was playing locally. A group of my friends wanted to go and I couldn’t turn down a fun evening with my friends. I was excited and got ready earlier than I needed to, but I didn’t want there to be any chance that I could get blamed for making us late. I decided that for the night, fishnets, my favorite black mini skirt, and a black crop top would show off my assets and help me get the attention I was craving.

There wasn’t assigned seating, so we left early so we could get a good spot in line before the gates opened. We ended up between two other groups, and ended up making friends with the group in front of us. Ethan. Ethan was in the group in front of us, he wasn’t the typical guy I like, he was tall and a bit bulky with some muscle. He was cute, but what got me was his ability to make me smile and laugh. By the time the gates had opened, we had become quick friends and our groups wanted to stay together.

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Became a slut for group of boys. I loved it. [FM]

Recently i’ve been backpacking europe, one of my stops was Krakow and i met a group of four guys in my hostel.

The first night, one of the boys started hitting on me and it was very obvious we were going to fuck. When in the bar he asked if i wanted to go to the bathroom with him and one of his friends. I agreed and sucked them both off but unfortunately they didn’t cum as we were very rushed.

That night I slept with the first guy and again in the morning, so I woke up naked in their room.

The next day I was in bed with another one of the guys and he held my hand to put it down his pants. He immediately said ‘look guys she’s jerking me off’ to all the guys in the room which was very humiliating, he still wanted me to go down on him though so I did anyway.

After we stopped one of the guys joked that seen as I had sucked 3 of them off I should suck the last one off. I wasn’t too down but at the end of the day I am a slut so I kinda allowed it anyway. That night I went back to his bed and we had crazy hard sex.

Saying “Thank You” [MF]

I’m purposely going to be sparse with details at the start because I’d like you to get them as you read. This is going to read like my slice of life work (in fact I based a short story I posted on wattpad about this very event) so expect a bunch of other stuff besides strictly sexy things.

The only relevant details are that I’m Asexual (sex indifferent) and that this happened shortly before I became intimate with my lovely (also ace) SO, which happens to be a shared friend of the equally magnificent woman this story revolves around.

Let’s call her Ava, and our friend (my now SO) Anna.

So, we start with a car ride.

I picked her up, and she immediately throws her backpack to the floorboard in front of her and fishes out a cardboard box after closing the door.

“I know it’s late, it took forever to get here with snail mail, but here, happy birthday” She said, holding the box out to me with a smile.

I look at her shocked, and take the box from her, looking at it. It’s a rather unadorned roughly rectangular cardboard box with only a shipping label.

Room For Four [Group]

No-one could remember whose idea it was, but its genesis was moot anyway. There were four of us going to a music festival – two guys and two women – but we had only managed to book one “family room” at a local budget hotel. One double bed, one single, and one child’s single bed. So the girls had to stay in “the smelly boys’ room”, as one of them had put it.

Ours was an odd group. There was Chris, a mostly-harmless nerd with a unkempt black hair, a genius level IQ, and an aversion to social cues; and Ellie, extroverted, hilarious and oddly naive. The life of the party and when we’d been at school, just one of the boys.

Or at least, she had been when we were at school. We were in our mid-20s now and while she was still every bit as funny and charming as ever, she’d blossomed into a beautiful young woman and shaken off both the insecurities that made her dress like a 14-year-old skater, and the naivete that was so often a source of entertainment.