Tag: Group

A house party turned into a sex session for [M]yself and a [F]emale friend.

What’s better than a house party in your 30s? A house party with an 80s theme, that’s what! One of my female friends loves the 80s and since it was their birthday, she wanted her party to have an 80s theme.

Another of my closest friends offered to throw the party at her house, and that suited everyone just fine. This close friend, lets call her Josephine, is pretty much the core of our friends group. I think every group has one. They are that one person who bonds all the people together, and they are the one that you would probably pick to hang out with if you had to choose. They are the person that is the link to each and every other person in the group, and without them, your group would fall apart.

So the night of the party came around and we were meant to be dressed up in 80s garb and BYOB. I looked at my clothes in the closet and pulled out some flared jeans, a Hawaiian shirt, a baseball cap (put on backwards), and a pair of CAT boots.
I looked in the mirror, and thought to myself that it was more 90s, than 80s, but it’ll work. I stopped at a gas station on the way, grabbed a 24 case of Coors, and headed out to the party, looking to have a great time with my friends, get drunk and dance the night away. Read more »

Brother and sister end vacation with steamy anal action. SISTER’S FIRST ANAL FUCK

It had been a wild night, and morning, but with the coming of the sun, there also came the dread of facing up to what had just happened. I had fucked Alana, my own sister. I had cum on her face. We had pretended to be strangers, but the truth was never forgotten. These explicit details would stay in our memories for the rest of our lives, and I wasn’t sure we could handle it.

For my part, I had wanted this, even obsessed about it, for quite a while. And I knew Alana wanted this to some degree even before we got naked together. So separate, left to our own minds, we could survive this and move on, though to where was a mystery. Together, however, I didn’t know how we’d handle it. Our relationship with each other, which had always been the innocent brother/sister thing that everyone has, was permanently destroyed. How could we continue to see each other, both at work and at home, with the vivid memory of sex hanging over our heads?

Would it tear us apart, or bring us together? Read more »

My Transition from a Lady to Hypersexual Freak [Group]

I was a very sexually reserved lady until I hit my early to mid 30s. I was a virgin until 18 and my husband was only my second sexual partner. Around 32 years old I started masturbating thinking about kinky friskier sex. I started fantasizing about gang bangs, rape fantasies etc. I ask my husband to talk to me about my fantasies. His stories were very erotic, he had me having sex with an entire baseball team, football team etc. I loved his stories, they would always end with an awesome orgasm.

Most men hit their sexual peak in their late teens to early 20s, while women reach their sexual prime in their mid-30s to mid-40s. In most relationships it’s the man that asks for an open relationship. We were different, I wanted the multiple partners. Even though my husband is awesome it was very hard for me to ask him, it ended up being very easy because my husband already knew because the fantasies we would discuss. I told him I desperately wanted frisky sex with other men and I wanted to experience “different sizes” so my husband let me go find both. BTW “size does matter”, girth is more important than length! LOL! I also had a couple of men that were the size of a forearm, these were kinky but way overrated. Read more »

Christmas At Joe’s Place [Group Sex] [Girl on Girl] [Straight Sex] [Busty]

“I can’t believe you talked me into this!” I said as I tried to pull the top of my outfit.

Martha smiled. “The more you pull it up, the shorter it becomes at the bottom.”

I stood outside of her friend Joe’s house wearing the shortest Santa’s helper costume ever created, it was bright red and came down just past my ass, luckily, I wore black mesh stockings or my legs would be freezing. I went against her wishes of wearing high heels, I wore my thigh-high black boots instead.

“Mine is fine,” she laughed as she slammed the trunk to her car closed. She came around the car carrying the box of assorted liquor bottles.

“Well you don’t have frigging G cup boobs, trying to bust their way out of your top,” I said as I struggled to keep the top from dropping below my chest. “I should have said no to this ridiculous outfit!”

Martha hated when I brought up her small chest. She was barely a B cup and her suit didn’t look that flattering on her. Read more »

Sleeping with the Enemy (The Introduction)

To say that it all began like a scene from some mafia movie is an understatement…

The band stood on the stage of the club playing their signature big band sound. Varying patrons embraced the glitz and glam of the establishment. Women in cocktail dresses and fancy evening attire mingled amongst well dressed men in tuxedos. Laughter filled the air along with the sounds of the band and the beautiful woman who crooned a song of love and sorrow before the assembled mass of patrons. Waiters and waitresses glided through the rows of linen clad tables carrying beverages and exotically crafted dishes in a well orchestrated ballet. In the far corner of the club, she sat in silence.

I observed her from afar.

I leaned over to my associate and whispered something into his ear. He nodded in acknowledgement and turned his gaze to her as he rose to his feet and approached her table.

“The Boss will see you now.” He said.

She turned her attention to him and nodded as she shouldered her purse and followed him towards my table. Read more »

When I was at university, I signed a no limits free-use contract with a guy I barely knew… [FM]

I was halfway through my freshman year when I heard about him.

His name was Jack, and he was the sort of guy you’re always told to keep away from as a fresher. Big. Misogynistic. Disrespectful. His dad was some sort of high-flying banker, and he never seemed to suffer any consequences from his actions. There were rumors that he’d raped girls. I heard he’d had a girlfriend in his second year who kept showing up with bruises – the sort she hadn’t consented to. I was warned to stay away from his frat house – especially when they were having a party.

He was dangerous. Scary. And I wanted him.

By that point, I’d had an idea knocking around for a while. The notion of a free use contract. The sort that would give up my rights for 24 hours, and make it clear a guy could do whatever he wanted to me. And once I’d heard about Jack I couldn’t get it out of my head.

When I was young, I had always been fascinated by the idea of giving up my rights. I’d heard about the saner sorts of BDSM – with safewords and negotiation, the kind where you submit to someone you trust. But I wanted something more intense than that. Read more »

Sex on the Beach, x2. South Padre 1992. [F][m][f] [cheating]

Spring Break. 1993. South Padre Island. Well hung bf/fwb had showed up to go with me, and we were there with 8 other people. We had money for gas and food…but not lodging. We drank. A LOT. Sun up, sun down. And I flashed, a lot. Well, one particular post Matamorras trip, we found a quiet area of the beach to park and put our tents up. While we were getting stuff set up, we noticed a fire in the distance so, I headed toward it.

Typical beach party. Drinking. Talking. Bonfire. Good times. And then I noticed the distinct smell of weed coming from a truck parked a little off from the group. Well, I sauntered myself over and knocked on the trucks window. Batted my eyes at them, and they happily let me in.

151 shots. Oouch. But I hung just fine. Shot, toke, pipe, shot. I was floating but…in control. (And no, this isn’t somewhere to interject consent commentary. I had a good idea of what was going to happen when I got in.) Well, sorta. Read more »

A girl blew me [M] in college after burning my sweater with her cig

I’ve been dying to tell this one for a while. And it goes to show how slutty college girls are.

It happened at a party one Saturday night. There was a group of us hanging out on the front porch of my friend’s house, drinking and having a good old time.

I was wearing a sweater that had longer sleeves, so they were past my wrist, basically to the start of my thumbs. I was standing there with a beer in one hand and the other hand hanging at my side when I felt something hot on my skin. I looked down and this girl’s cigarette, which she was holding at her side, was burning through my shirt. I was pissed.

I put my thumb into my sweater where the burn mark was and tried to scrape away the soot. She and one of her friends tried to join me. Then, all of a sudden, she took my hand and said, “Let me see if I can get it out this way.” And put my thumb into her mouth and sucked it like it was a nice, firm cock. Her friend then said, let me try, and did the same thing. Read more »

What a big dick feels like for a girl [F]: My experience with a guy who could have been a porn star

I was 19 years old when I encountered one of the biggest dicks I’d ever seen. Think male porn star size. And this glorious phallus happened to belong to one of my friends, Mike (not his real name).

At the time, we waited tables at the Cheesecake Factory. That’s where I met him. And if you’ve ever been a waiter in your late teens/early twenties, you know the staff basically drinks and hooks up with each other after hours. It comes with the territory. But I didn’t look at Mike as a potential fuck buddy. He was cute but not really my type. We got along well because we were both fun, light-hearted, and gregarious. A former frat boy, he was tight with a lot of the guys I worked with, and me being a wild sophomore in college, I had my own bar-loving girl group. Basically, we ran in similar circles.

**A very pleasant surprise** Read more »

FUCKED AUNTY INFRONT OF HER HUSBAND

I am Raju from Hyderabad. I am 25 now. I would like to share with you my first sex experience with my aunty. Her name is Radha Aunty. This has happened on Dussara 2019 when I was enjoying the festival. I am 5.6 inches well built and dark.

Let me say few words about my aunty. She is 33. Her husband is working in RTC as a bus driver. Aunty does not have any child. Aunty used to stay on ground floor we stay on first floor. She frequently comes to our place as she is more fond of our family. We freely move, chat with her and she is more friendly with our family members. Though she is 33, she still looks very charm. She has two beautiful tits, strong and straight and in the size of two big apples. She is very fair in color too. I was wondering with this charming beauty, how she manages with her husband who drinks a lot daily after his duty and come to home. Though she looks smart and charm, there is a shadow of sorrow ness on her face. We could not understand the reasons earlier, but now we feel this is due to separation from her husband and not being able to have normal sex like other women of her age. Read more »