My girlfriend (21f) started experimenting with exhibitionism by going on a hike with only her jacket and nothing else underneath. I’m starting to really like the idea of her showing off nude when outdoors!

The other day my girlfriend (21f) and I (22m) was on a road trip and hiking near a waterfall was one of our pitstops. While hiking, we ended up going into the bushes and trees to fuck and long story short, a group of guys walked passed us and caught us completely naked. They were staring at my girlfriend as she was laying down and spread eagle on the ground and was commenting amongst themselves about how hot she was as they continued walking. This ended up turning my girlfriend on and now she wants to try a little bit of exhibitionism. What turns me on is the fact she’d like to show off and finding it amazing hearing other guys talk about my sexy naked girlfriend!

Anyways, we’re at the cottage now and had the idea of her walking in the near by hiking trail around the area, wearing only but her winter jacket and boots since its a little bit colder here. She wore her cute brown beanie, her mittens, her winter coat, sock and winter boots. Her winter coat isn’t very long and only just barely covers her vagina, while the bottom of her ass peaks a little bit at the bottom of the jacket.

[M] Hooking up with my Lesbian co-worker

I was 20 when I met K. I’d taken a seasonal gig at some shitty big box store over the holidays in a pinch. After sweating through my first couple days, she’d spotted me and been more or less the only one who backed me up when I inevitably needed help. We were fast friends and she ended up introducing me to some other people she hung out with from the store, namely her girlfriend G and their other friend, A. Despite being a shamelessly horny 20 year old, finding out that K was a Lesbian instantly shut my mind off to the possibility of trying to sleep with her. I’d never knowingly met anyone who was gay to that point, but in my mind a relationship was a relationship. And seeing as I wasn’t attracted to A, we instead formed a neat little friend group.

[group] Popping My (F) Cherry

I met Christian through my Cousin. My cousin is a year older than me and was going to watch her boyfriend at the time, who was a friend of Christian’s, play in a baseball game. I accompanied her and I found Christian attractive the second I saw him. He was a tall, brown skinned Venezuelan man, around 19yrs old, with big quads and calves. What I found most striking were his bright green eyes and pearly white teeth when he smiled, both contrasting beautifully against his dark skin.

When my cousin introduced me to Christian at the end of the game, I instantly had a crush on him. I was gushing about him the next day in school to my friends during lunch, a group that included my now husband. I told them how sexy Christian was and how bad I wanted to kiss him.

After some chatting over text, Christian invited me to hang out one night. He took me to Wendy’s and didn’t pay for my dinner, but I didn’t care, I was just happy to be hanging out with him. We made out in his car later that evening, parked outside my parents house, and he got me really hot by rubbing my pussy over my thin shorts.

“But I want to” – Goblin x Tiefling [FF] Lesdom, Fingering, Fingers in mouth, Dom/sub

Tilex reached into the mage’s satchel, her tiny, deft hands searching with well practised dexterity. She grabbed a bottle first, some kind of potion she wasn’t familiar with, and placed it on the floor. Without a sound, she returned to rummaging through the pack. Some more potions, a few empty bottles, a matchbox, a set of torches, several very fine silk tissues and a bloody bear trap, of all things!

“Gosh darn bitch. What are you doing with a fucking hunting trap?” She whispered to herself but before she could close her mouth, two delicate fingers breached her lips, pushing past her sharp teeth and hooking her. “Oh darling, I think that a better question is why are you fiddling with my stuff… again?” Under the coldness of the voice was a deep rage. Tilex knew well who that was, Nadia. She could already imagine the wizard behind her, like a tiger, propped on one hand, on her knees, teeth out.

My girlfriend won’t have sex with me [M23 / F25] [cunnilingus] [teasing] [orgasm denial]

“Just so you know,” Tilly says, “I’m a good girl, I’m not going to have sex until I’m married.”

I’m holding the car door open for her to get in, and she’s just agreed to come back to my place with me. It’s our fifth date — fifth time hanging out — and I really don’t know what I’m doing. Inviting her to my place was a whim. The evening had been going so well, it seemed like the thing to do. I hadn’t intended the implication, though, I hadn’t thought about what it would sound like I was asking.

“Yeah, no,” I say, “That’s great. I just wanted to keep talking, really.”

“Great,” she says, sitting down, pulling the seatbelt on, “I’m so glad we’re on the same page, there’s so many jerks out there who’re just interested in only one thing, you know?”

“Uh, I guess.” I don’t actually know.

I [M] narrated a fantasy of mine to my wife [F] while she masterbated which led to some amazing sex

My wife and I have a great relationship and sex life. We are very open and I’ve shared her with many guys. Most times it is just a mfm threesome where I enjoy watching her with the other guy and then have sex with her after. She has also shared stories of her past with me which drive me wild. For context she looks like a taller and bit thicker Skin Diamond.

Last night we were laying in bed and neither one of us could sleep. I cuddled with my wife a bit rubbing her back as she began reaching behind her ass to start rubbing me. As things progressed I started to get on top of her but then she asked if we could just masterbate together. I kind of laughed but decided to go with it.

So we are lying next to each other me jerking off and her using her Hitachi vibrator. My wife loves watching me jerk off and I enjoy giving her a show. I really enjoy when she talks dirty to me but she does breath play while masterbating so I usually have to wait until she finishes.

[F] My university exhibionism experience

This story happened a few weeks ago, my faculty usually hold a Christmas party with mulled wine in the last week before Christmas; Normally it’s for the first semesters, so they get to know each other and better, but there also students from higher semesters. I was there myself when I was first semester and I was surprised on how long the whole thing was until the whole complex was locked and dark, no one able to get in (but we have a door you can leave the university at anytime).. it was almost spooky to see this place so empty and dark. But yeah that’s the past, this year I didn’t want to go there for the people or the wine. I always fantasized about getting sexual in university and if the experience from last year wasn’t that chance to do it, i don’t know what chance I should wait for then.

Revenge on my cheating girlfriend with the girl I’d declined for her [MF]

*Skip to ============================ for just the sex, you horny cold blooded monster.*

I should have felt guilty at the time for roping her into this. In retrospect, I do. I pulled into the visitor parking lot of Alice’s “new” job. A white-walled depressingly “modern corporate” structure with as much glass as structurally possible, and undoubtedly stuffed full of cramped low wall cube farms. None of that was visible right now, though. It was 9PM, and all but the well lit entrance of the building was mired in darkness and the relentless winter rain. I saw Alice push open one of the tinted glass entry doors and step from the dim lobby into the bright lights, looking for my car as her short evening shift ended. She was wearing a long form fitting red dress that tapered around her hips and followed the curve of her thighs, her brown curly hair was back in a bun, and her black heels weren’t too high but certainly high enough to give her every step a physical presence to go along with the eye-drawing *click*.

Lady boss part 1 [M/F]

You could hear people talking from the other end of the open space. Conversations flowed and voices crossed and intermingled. Every morning, no matter what happened, my dear group of female colleagues would meet for a coffee for about twenty minutes. Just to catch up on the news of the day before and to exchange on all possible subjects, even the most boring. Especially the most boring. It really didn’t help me to stay awake, it was not yet 9 o’clock in the morning and I had the impression to have already cashed all my day, or made a sleepless night. My eyes were heavy, so heavy, I could feel the air from the heater caressing my neck more and more as I slowly became unconscious. The ambient noise was slowly fading away and giving way to the beginning of sleep when suddenly two new sounds caught me. I had clearly recognized the particular sound of the stilettos pounding the ground with a decided foot. The other sound was also familiar to me even though I had never heard it for real before, a sound that woke me up right away but did not clearly wake me up from my torpor. I could feel the excitement rising unconsciously as they got closer and closer to me, the more the noise came, the more the conversations in the back of the open space faded away until they were replaced by the frantic pressure of fingers on their keyboards. The serious atmosphere was back in the office, the calm before the storm surely. The sudden silence had allowed me to concentrate a little more on the voice in my head, the part of my brain still active while my body was hesitating to fall asleep, the one that had just made me suddenly understand that the rubbery crunching noise that accompanied the heels really looked like latex…

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Holly’s Tales – Part 8

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She looks behind me at Mister Donovan and nods. I feel his hand on my neck as he pushes me forward towards the cross. There is more to the sinister looking X cross than I realized. At the top of each side is a wire cable on a pulley with a thick metal ring. Above where the X intersects appears to be a small padded bar. There are adjustable footsteps with leather straps on each base of the X, and I see they have been moved up quite a bit for someone short.

*For me…*

The thought of them preparing this torture device for me causes me to shiver a moment. My breathing picks up again in anticipation of what is coming. He ushers me up onto the steps and I oblige. I realize that my feet actually rest inside part of the X’s legs, allowing my legs to lay flush against the wood. I am facing the X, and my chest pushes up against the wood in the middle where the beams cross. I feel him pull the leather straps against the back of my calves tightly, securing my legs. Once my legs are secured he hooks each hand restraint to the metal rings at the top of the X. Suddenly, my hands and arms are yanked up as the cables are pulled taught. My entire body is pulled tight against the wood and I can barely wiggle. I can feel my heels barely on the step. My forehead rests against the padded leather bar between the top parts of the X. I’m not going anywhere.