I fulfilled my neighbour’s Princess Leia fantasy [FM]

I was coming home from a Halloween party fairly buzzed. It had been a very fun night of dancing, and I had absolutely rocked my costume. I went as Slave Leia, and I was very proud of myself. Both for pulling it off, and having the confidence to walk around that exposed the entire night. Somehow it felt a lot naughtier than a bikini on the beach despite the fact that it was technically more fabric.

As I walked to the front door of my building, a whistle caught my attention from above. I looked up to see my 2nd floor neighbour leaning over the railing of his balcony to look at me. Given the top-down perspective, I’m sure he had quite the view. We’ll call him Darius for the sake of this story. He was a black guy in his thirties, very tall, and very muscular. I would seriously not have been surprised if Darius went to the gym a second time some days, just for posterity. He and I had a very flirtatious relationship. I had caught him staring at my ass in biker shorts shortly after moving in, and he had been confident enough to fully admit that he found me attractive when I called him out on it.

Roommates share an intimate moment as the world ends PT. 1 [18+] [m/f] [slow-paced]

John and Katie had been living together for about 9 months when it happened. The end of the world. It wasn’t the most ideal situation, but John needed a place to live and Katie’s old roommate moved to live with her boyfriend. Katie knew she couldn’t afford to live in the apartment by herself given that it was in LA and it was on the higher end of the middle class apartments. So, when the landlord told her that John needed a place she knew he was her only option. They had set ground rules for things like bringing home partners and when/where to smoke pot. They lived very different lives before everything went to shit. John usually got up early and went to bed early because of his very demanding job. Katie, on the other hand, got up late and was out late. She was a semi-successful content creator. She brought in just enough to get by without having to have a real job, but just not enough to live like a celebrity. People knew her on the street from time to time and the men especially knew her in the bars. She brought home a new partner almost every other night. John was jealous of these men. He had never been with a woman other than his high school girlfriend and he desperately wanted a chance at Katie. He of course made it seem like he got his fill, though, because he didn’t want to seem lame or boring to Katie. He would visit his parents in Bakersfield a few nights a month and come back very late just to make it seem as though he was getting some action, instead all he ever got was an awkward conversation with the next man who had his way with Katie. He always wanted to peek in at Katie on his way to his room, but he knew it was wrong and so he never did. Now, he feared he would never get the chance at her with the world shutting down. A genetic mutation that all humans carried was causing spontaneous death and no one knew when or if you were going to be next. Despite their differences and rarely seeing each other before everything came to a crashing halt, John and Katie grew close in the week and a half or so that they had been cooped up together. They talked about very private and personal things and shared their lives with each other.

I Made my Husband and Best Friend Have Sex to Settle Their Differences [MF]

My husband has always complained about how he does not like my best friend. Various reasons, but the most common one is that she doesn’t really interact with him outside of a greeting. I always explain to him that she is a shy person and she just shy around him.

My bestie is currently having marital issues and her and her husband. They are living apart and co-parenting. They have been working on things and dating each other. She has been hitting me up for advise and one of the things I told her to do was to make a sex tape. To me making a sex tape is fun to make and to watch. A few days later to my surprise, she sent me videos of the sextape she made. I guess she was desperate for my feedback on her performance. I was in bed with my husband and thought it wasn’t a big deal to show him one of her giving head. While we were watching it he got aroused. Hmmm I thought that was interesting but I didn’t say anything. How are you aroused if you do like someone? I just jerked him off as we watched and he critiqued it and I passed on his pointers.

The Office Boss [22F/38M] [Noncon] [Age Gap] [Humiliation]

*All characters are over the age of 18*

*This is The Book of Florence Volume II: The Office Boss. If you liked this, please consider checking out the full series on GumRoad or Amazon Kindle.*

I had started a new position as Secretary to the CEO of a prestigious financial company and was excited to receive my welcome email. But the instructions said I needed to wear the uniform they sent me. I held up the sheer white blouse and tight pencil skirt, confused.

My grades from high school hadn’t been great and I had barely passed college – despite letting Mr. Miller take my regular and anal virginity, I had still just managed to scrape by. My parents always said I made up for what I lacked in academics with buckets of enthusiasm and I guess they were right. In the job interview, I felt sure I had mucked up every question but my eagerness to do a good job must have come through. That, and the look the CEO gave me was the same as Mr. Miller. I briefly wondered if I should worry about that but quickly put it aside; this was a fresh start and I didn’t want to get on anyone’s bad side by making assumptions.

You never cum in a student before? | [Mf] [Teacher/Student] [Creampie] [Age gap] [Barely legal]

In a room full of scrawny, pimple-faced teenagers, there was one who stood out of the crowd.

Her name was Alyssa and like her classmates, she was just eighteen. Whilst the youth behind her eyes was undeniable, so was the fact that she had been blessed with a body that was all woman.

From her large, motherly breasts to the wide hips that curved into the big butt which sat atop her long, slender legs. Her skin was flawless. Not a freckle or imperfection in sight. It was smooth and tanned. It looked like honey and I longed to drag my tongue across it. Her hair was dirty blonde and wavy. Long enough to spill over her shoulders but not enough to cover her chest.

The craziest part about Alyssa’s stunning figure was how quickly it developed out of nowhere.

See, I had been working with her for a couple of years, back when she was just like any other awkward kid. I had developed a track record of helping mischievous and underachieving students pass their classes and get on the right track. So naturally, anyone who fit that criteria and had become too much of a nuisance for their other teachers would be sent to me. I took on somewhat of a councilor role, in addition to my usual teaching responsibilities.

M42 F18 Visiting her boyfriend’s house over the weekend (part 1/?) (No sex, lots of set up)

“Hey, are you almost ready?” Bill’s voice called from the front door, impatient and anxious. Kelsey shoved a few more articles of clothing into her suitcase, zipped it up, and then grabbed her backpack stuffed with textbooks and notebooks. Even if they were just going off campus for a few days, she wanted to get some studying done. High school was nothing compared to the pressures she felt from her professors in college.

Kelsey stopped to glance in the mirror, ignoring another call from her boyfriend at the door. She brushed a few strands of strawberry red hair from her forehead and frowned at herself. Anxiety shivered through her body as she contemplated the forthcoming weekend. She and Bill had been dating for about a month, and this past week asked if she wanted to spend the weekend at his parents house. She couldn’t lie, the offer excited her. Meeting her boyfriends parents, that was a big deal. Or at least, she thought it was – that was what her own parents always said. When a boy had you meet his parents, that meant he was serious. He was in it for the long haul.

High School Reunion [MF] [Vanilla] [Mature] [Teacher]

Once you are out of High School, about five years after they tend to ask you to come in again. To check up with your former class mates. To have some chit chat with some former teachers. To spend a nice evening together.

I ignored the first two of those invitations. I was out of town, I was not in the mood and high school itself didn’t seemed to have ended that long ago. But when the third invitation, fifteen years after my graduation, I was meanwhile thirty three years old, I was thinking why not. It could be an interesting evening.

So I called my mom. I told her that I was coming back home for my high school reunion. She was more than just glad to hear that I would show up, and she asked me to stay longer. A move I was clearly anticipating, so I said yes, I’d love to spend some time back at my small home town. And to be honest, I wasn’t lying at all. I was not getting younger, and all of a sudden I really began to miss that town in the middle of nowhere.

Laundry room at 4:09 AM [M50/F47][risky, voyeurism]

,,Fuck, I drank too much again” said Joseph as he tried to find the key to the front door of apartment building 22 on Lincoln Road. It was Friday, pardon, actually Saturday morning a little after 3:30. His world was spinning, which is probably normal after the amount of beer he drank with his friends in a nearby pub. ,,Here we go”.. he said to himself as he finally fished out a key from the left pocket of his dark blue jeans and thrust it into the door with one sharp thrust, turned it and the door opened.He entered with the first vigorous step, as if he was literally drawn in like a fly into the ventilation. He walked up the stairs and his mental presence was absent as if his body was there but his “real me” was traveling through his own thoughts.While he was thinking about everything possible and impossible, he walked slowly at an uncertain pace to the first floor. It took a lot of work, especially when one has a certain amount of alcohol in the blood. “I need a break, because I’m gonna fucking die. Not young enough for this anymore.” Joseph felt that he was no longer ready for these Friday evenings in his 50 years. He realized that he was standing on the first floor and this fact gave him the motivation to move on. After all, he was standing next to the door of apartment number 1, where the Fahems family lived. He thought that he would be a fool if he now woke up Abdul Fahem. “I don’t fucking need to hear about haram and alcohol one more time” he whispered into the air as if he was having a conversation with himself, which is already so characteristic of people who are drunk. So continued walking around apartment number 2 where the Walkers lived, siblings Calvin and Jessica. He grabbed the banister of the stairs and climbed the first step, and another and another, and in such a style as if he was climbing Mont Blanc, reached the second floor. Looked at the door in front of him and saw the sign Millers with number 3 “I’m fucking here…Finally home.” Unlocked the door and entered quietly. He took off his black running shoes and walked into the kitchen on the left. Looked to the right and saw that the lamp was lit up in the bedroom. He saw the light seeping under the gap under the door, went there, opened the door and saw her… His wife.. Emma..She was sitting on the bed with glasses with dark brown frames and it took her a few more seconds before she finished reading the sentence in the book to give him a look and words of welcome. She was hypnotized. Emma is an English teacher at the local high school. She is always writing, reading, etc.. ,,Dear, welcome home” she said as she looked at him and smiled. “I am a little late” he declared. ,,Doesn’t matter but since we are already up this early in the morning, could we do the laundry? I wouldn’t like to delay it during the day when I have to go shopping with Valerie for the whole day.” Valerie was their daughter, who recently moved back to her parents’ apartment after breaking up with her boyfriend, who She lived with in another city. ,,Go ahead, the laundry bags are ready in the bathroom, I’ll be right there, I’ll just finish reading a chapter of this book.” he nodded in agreement and walked through the kitchen to the bathroom, looked at the floor, took 2 gray bags full of laundry and walked through the kitchen into the hallway, took flip flops and went out the door, which he slammed. With the passage of time he felt more sober, when he walked down the stairs he no longer felt problems like before. He went down through the first floor to the ground floor, where there was a place to store bicycles and a laundry room next door. The door with the white logo of the washing machine was open, he went in, walked past 4 dryers to the end of the room, where there were also 4 washing machines. He placed the bags beside him and looked into them. Everything was ready…on top of one bag with white linen were capsules and also fabric softener.He opened the washing machine and started putting things from the bag into it. he did the same with the second bag, which contained a mix of dark colors. he put the things in the washing machines, added a capsule and fabric softener to the funnel… he turned on the washing machine with white laundry without any problems, while with the second washing machine he paused and began to think about different programs. That’s when he heard a knock on the door. “Who the fuck is that?” he mumbled to himself. Just then the door opened and there stood his wife. He turned around and realized that he looked more than good for his age.She stood there with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She was dressed up well,wearing a black coat and high heels with stockings. ,,Well, I’m here” She smiled. ,,Are you going out?” He asked confused.she laughed, closed the door behind her and locked from the inside. ,,I’m going to fuck with my husband… here.” Joseph was excited but scared at the same time. ,,What if someone comes?” he said with fear in his shaking voice. ,,Oh , come on” it’s exactly 04:09 in the morning.” she said, still smiling. Yes, it was exactly 04:09 in the morning… that’s when it all started. She leaned her back against the door as if she wanted to make sure it was really closed. She sighed and then took a few brisk steps forward like a catwalk model, her movement fluid and confident despite her high heels. She stopped a meter in front of her husband, took a slightly straddle position on her heels and began to unbutton her coat from top to bottom. Dropped her coat to reveal her shoulders. Joseph just stood there with his mouth slightly open in excitement and his palms began to sweat and he felt weak in the knees. She continued, not breaking eye contact. Her self-confidence and horny vibes sparked in the air. She threw her coat at her husband. ,,Add it to the washing machine… until it’s gonna be washed and dried we’ll have to stay here.” He did as she told him and turned on the washing machine intuitively without further deciding which program was more suitable. Both washing machines were already running at full speed and he stared at his wife. Especially for what she was wearing under her coat the whole time. Black high heel pumps black stockings with plain black trim, transparent white thongs of a simple cut that revealed more than they covered, and that was actually everything, except for a thin gold chain around her neck with a gold cross, because she was a religious Christian-Catholic. Joseph stood paralyzed as Emma closed her eyes and began to gently move her fuller but still very attractive curves like there was some imaginary music. she started to run her hands over her neck and over her breasts with slow seductive movements over her stomach and into her crotch, she inserted her hand inside and began to caress her clitoris. She was soaked and excited. She teased her clit and then inserted two fingers into her wet cunt as she moaned louder and louder until her moans became louder than the sound of the washing machines running. She was interrupted from her trance by an attempt to open the locked door. She freaked out, and her eyes met with an equally scared Joseph. They had no idea who it could be. It was Peter Young, their neighbor from apartment number 6. A 34-year-old freelance programmer. ,,Shit.” said Peter nervously to himself. He had no idea if someone had locked himself in or if the door was stuck. He took his closed plastic laundry basket, placed it on his side and went outside to look into the laundry room through the side window. It was high and so he decided to go back inside to get his basket of laundry so he could stand up and see inside. ,,Where did we stop?” Emma asked as she returned to touching herself again, even more intensely than before. her moans were louder, her crotch was more wet and her facial expression was predatory… hungry… she kept touching intently as she watched her husband. With one hand she was pulling her nipple and with the other hand she was touching herself strongly with 3 fingers. In the meantime, Peter came back outside with the plastic basket and boldly stepped on the basket with his right foot. What he saw took his breath away. Neighbor Emma Miller stood in the middle of the room, roughly fingering the pussy with her naked tits, while her husband sat on the floor barely a meter away, his back against the washing machine, masturbating. Peter felt a strange thrill and this voyeurism was something that turned him on every time, well, maybe because he was quite shy about direct interactions.he took his phone and took a couple of photos of his neighbors. He wasn’t very interested in her husband, he just clicked 1 quick photo of him to have a “recording of everything”. He watched the whole scene for a while until he lost his presence of mind and started to grab his hard cock through his dark blue sweatpants. It was live porn and he was an exclusive spectator. At some point, however, he lost his balance and fell to the ground from the plastic bin until he bumped into the trash can. The hit was not possible to hear inside, but he had fear. He took his things and ran quickly up the stairs like a wind to his apartment, where, needless to say, he watched the photos he took and masturbated until he felt satisfied. In the meantime, Emma threw her panties away and showed her right hand to her husband to stand up. She kissed him passionately and then leaned against the laundry machine next to him. ,,Get down on your knees and lick me!” she added like a general and he did so. He knelt on his knees still with clothes on and she put her left leg in stockings on his shoulder… he licked her gently but she seemed to get nervous… ,,more… lick me more… ” caught his head by hair and pushed him against the clitoris. He grabbed her ass with both hands and pressed her juicy pussy into his face… her moans became more intense and she started to move her body against his tongue, her eyes started rolling out until she victorious way screamed in orgasm while she kept his head holding in her mouth tightly. She was dripping wet across his whole face and then just left his hair. Both stayed staring at each other while trying to catch their breath. she after orgasm and him from his tongue marathon. Joseph took his jeans and underwear down and he was lying on the ground in a few seconds. She without losing any second jumped on him and his hard cock easily went inside of her. She started riding on him fast from the first moment like she was in rhythmical balance with a laundry machine. Both were sweating and catching their breath but then after a few minutes Joseph showed by his body language he was close to cum. Emma quickly jumped off and took the top of his cock in her mouth, watched his eyes and jerked him off till he cum in her mouth. she kept sucking until she drank every drop of his cum and the whole room stayed in silence of satisfaction.

[M]y nerdy [F]WB – after the show, word got around (Part 6 of my saga with Beth)

If you didn’t read the account of how me and Beth, plus Laura and David, ended up having sex in front of each other, you can read about that [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xtxl6b/my_nerdy_fwb_and_me_put_on_a_show_part_5_of_my/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf).
Well, where to begin? Beth had broken the post-sex tension with her remark about ruining the pizza. She was right, by the way, have you ever put pizza in the oven to keep warm for too long? Ugh. Anyway, this isn’t about our dinner.
It was, to say the least, awkward. The girls were naked, us boys had our pants around our ankles, my cum was all over Beth and David’s cum was, well, all over himself. This wasn’t something any of us had expected; it had just happened. Beth got up and walked into my bathroom to hop in the shower. I stood up and stumbled a little as I pulled my pants back up. Laura grabbed the shorts and t-shirt she had been wearing and hustled off to David’s room, while David pulled his pants up and his cum-covered shirt down. We looked at each other with an expression somewhere between confusion and a visual high-five. David opened his mouth to say something, but all that came out was “Uhhh…”. We turned and went to our rooms.
I was a little concerned for David. He wasn’t any kind of ladies’ man – hell, neither was I. But David was actually kind of shy around girls. I knew he had a girlfriend in high school and he had dated one girl since we had become roommates. Laura was very free sexually and had no issues with purely casual hookups. David wasn’t the kind to take a sexual encounter so casually, so I wondered if he might get emotionally attached to Laura after this. I went in to my room to find Beth waiting for the shower to warm up.
“That was…interesting,” I said.
Beth laughed. “Why do you say it that way? That was fucking hot,” she countered. “You certainly got into it.”
She was right of course. “Yeah, that was amazing,” I said. I’ve never done anything quite like that before.”
“Well that was a first for both of us,” Beth said with a sexy grin. “I’d always wondered what group sex was like.”
“I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t wondered about it too,” I said. Because of course I had fantasized about it. “I just never pictured David in that fantasy.” Then it dawned on me. “Wait, you didn’t plan that all along, did you?” Beth looked away and tested the water temperature with her hand. “Beth,” I repeated, “did you plan for that to happen when you asked Laura to come hang out with us and David?” She just turned back toward me and smiled, then hopped in the shower.
Wow, I thought to myself. This nerdy don’t-call-me-your-girlfriend of mine was kinkier than I thought. I was super turned on by this but also kind of bothered. She shouldn’t have planned to do this tonight, at least not without talking to me about David first. I felt like she kind of used him for her own kinky satisfaction – and maybe to get Laura out of her funk. “Are you getting in here with me or not?” Beth called from the shower. In seconds I was naked again and pulling the shower curtain behind me.
The warm water felt great, and Beth’s dark curly hair straightened and fell down past her shoulders in the water. I grabbed the soap to help her clean my cum off her back. She turned around to face away from me, and I kissed her shoulders, then her neck. She leaned her head back, eyes closed, and said “do that some more.” So I kissed up her neck to her earlobe and gave it a nibble. I soaped up her belly and her awesome tits, then around to her ass and around her thighs. Beth’s body was slippery now, so I took advantage of that. I ran my hands around her tits and pulled her ass into me, sliding my dick between her ass cheeks. Beth moaned softly. “You’re just about ready to go again,” she said playfully as she felt me getting harder.
I reached around to slide my hand down her stomach to the top of her pussy, still sliding my dick up and down her ass. She parted her legs slightly as I started to rub her clit. She was already wet as my fingers pushed up into her hole. “You’re ready to go too,” I teased. I worked my fingers faster, hearing her breathing quicken. “What’s got you so hot already?” I asked her.
I didn’t expect her answer. “Laura sliding down onto David’s cock,” she said, followed by a long moan. I could feel her tensing up. She was close.
I played along. “You liked seeing Laura fuck him, huh? Getting herself off like that?” I bent my knees to slide my now-hard cock along her asshole and between her thighs, rubbing her clit with my palm while hitting her g-spot with my fingers. “MMMeeuuuhhh!” Beth let out a primal sound as she convulsed from her orgasm. I kept pumping my fingers in her hot pussy.
I egged her on. “Laura fucked him good, you liked that, didn’t you?” Beth’s moan took on a higher pitch as she continued to shake.
“Meeee…” she said through waves of pleasure, breathing hard as if she’d just run a race. “Fucking me,” she said more clearly.
Wait. What was that? I stopped fingering her snatch as she learned up against the front wall of the shower, the water running over her head. “What did you say?” I asked her quietly. “I imagined him fucking me.” She said, coming back down from her orgasm. I was kind of stunned, not sure what to say and not sure why that seemed to bother me. We shut off the water and hopped out of the shower to towel off. My head was spinning with conflict. Beth had planned the group sex and used David to fulfill her fantasy, and all along she had wanted to fuck him? I certainly enjoyed the experience too, but had my concerns about David’s emotional maturity around something like that. And now I felt this tinge of jealousy over her lust for him. I tried to put those thoughts out of my head and remind myself of how good this thing with Beth had been.
We climbed in bed and fell asleep. Beth was up early before me and got dressed. She woke me up with a soft kiss on the forehead. “I’m heading home,” she said, “lots to do today.” She explained that she had some internship applications and a term paper to work on, kissed me goodbye and walked out. I got up, stretched, threw on sweats and a hat and walked out to the kitchen in search of coffee. I realized Laura had stayed over with David when I heard them going at it in his room. From the sound of the headboard on the wall and Laura’s soft screams, there was no doubt David was giving her a good pounding. “Good for him,” I thought.
Over the next few weeks, Beth and I continued our FWB thing, usually sleeping at my place or hers on the weekends. Laura came over a couple of times, but when she wasn’t over, David usually just stayed at home watching TV or playing video games. He had been referring to Laura as his girlfriend, which had me concerned. Laura, even more so than Beth, wasn’t really down with committed, exclusive arrangements. After a while, it seemed Laura didn’t hang out with David anymore, and I could tell it bothered him. He had started to say some mildly negative things anytime someone mentioned Laura. He’d become emotionally attached to her and she wasn’t going to reciprocate. “Oh well,” I thought to myself. “He’s got to go through this at some point.”
So it was coming to the end of the term, and there was a big party at our friend Matt’s apartment building. Three or four adjacent apartments had all got together for a huge kegger. I was going to meet Beth and some other friends there, and I invited David to come along with me. We pre-gamed with a couple of beers beforehand and headed over to find the party already in full swing. David kind of hung with me for a while, which was cool. Our friend groups didn’t overlap that much, so I was introducing him to some people he didn’t know before. One of those was Brian, my friend who thought he was funnier than he really was. When I introduced David, Brian reacted with familiarity. “Oh so YOU’RE David, huh?”
“Uh, yeah,” said David.
“I heard you really put on a show,” said Brian. “I heard you all put on a show,” he followed, turning toward me.
David and I glanced at each other. “What are you talking about Brian?” I asked.
Brian knew all about our group sex night from a few weeks before. Apparently, word of it had gone around. “Damn Laura can’t keep her mouth shut,” I thought to myself.
Brian really talked it up, like it was already some kind of legend. “Everyone knows about it. Laura’s in the next apartment over,” he said. “There are a bunch of frat bros trying to get her to put on another show.”
David’s face reddened, and I could see his jealous anger. He turned on his heel and walked out the door. “Later, Brian,” I said, and I turned to follow David. We walked into the next apartment, and sure enough, there was Laura. She was sitting on the couch between two overly pumped frat boys who looked like they spent more gym time looking in the mirror than lifting weights. Laura was already heavily buzzed, and the guys were putting their hands on her while she flirted hard. There was a small crowd of guys standing behind the couch watching the spectacle, ready to supply more beers to fuel the fun. I could feel David’s emotions – a combination of jealousy, rage, and heartbreak.
Beth was there too, standing a few feet away, beer in hand, with another frat guy leaning in close to her. He put his hand on her shoulder. I felt my own tinge of jealousy.
“Let’s go, Laura,” yelled one of the crowd of guys. “We want to see a show!” Another one yelled, “we know you want it.” And finally another voice shouted “Show us your tits!” The crowd of guys roared at that. One of the guys on the couch pulled Laura’s head over to him and kissed her hard. She closed her eyes and responded with a deep kiss of her own, tonguing him to the roar of the crowd. The guy on the other side of Laura grabbed her shirt and lifted it up. She disengaged her kiss and let her shirt come off, then turned and shoved her tongue into the second guy’s mouth. The first one unhooked her bra, springing her tits free, as Laura reacted with fake surprise. The crowd of guys went crazy, and Laura stood up to shake her tits and yell “Wooooo!” She went back to kissing the first guy while she started rubbing the second guy’s cock through his jeans. I could see some of the guys standing nearby start to rub their own cocks. The guy standing with Beth had slid his hand onto her boobs, but Beth was watching Laura with a mix of lust and concern.
David’s emotions were raging. I looked at him and his face was red. Definitely he was full of jealousy and rage, but heartbreak won out. He said nothing, but turned and walked quickly out of the door. “David!” I yelled after him, but he was gone. Immediately, I was angry with Beth. I knew this kind of thing was going to happen, and it was her disregard for David in pursuit of her kink that started all of this. And I was again feeling my own degree of jealousy and rage at the sight of this muscly frat dude putting his hands on my – wait a minute, she’s not my girlfriend I guess. But I felt what I felt. I walked over to Beth.
Laura was still topless and making out with the couch guys. One of them had his pants unzipped and she was rubbing his dick through his boxers. The guy with Beth was feeling up her ass now. “Beth!” I said as I came over to her. She startled; she didn’t know I was there. “What the fuck?” I asked her.
“What the fuck, what?” Beth said back to me.
“You fucking made this happen,” I said. She looked at me confused. I could tell I hadn’t made any sense. “David was here with me. He just ran out. He’s fucking mortified.” Laura had the first guy’s pants down now and was stroking his hard cock. It was really fucking hot. The crowd was cheering them on. The second guy was fondling her tits. “And who the fuck are you?” I said to the asshole trying to get in Beth’s pants.
“Jesus.” Beth said. “Who the fuck do you think you are? And why are you mad at me?” The motherfucker who was trying to feel Beth up slipped away awkwardly. Laura was now sucking one cock and stroking the second guy through his jeans.
I stammered my answer. “Are there…a-a-any…limits with you?” Beth looked right into my eyes. She could see that I was getting emotional, but she didn’t get angry herself. She grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall into one of the bedrooms, closed and locked the door behind.
She kept holding my hand and put her other hand on my chest. I was breathing hard. “Tell me what’s going on,” she said calmly. My heart was beating fast. My emotions were all over the place, and everything came out at once.
“You fucking planned that group sex all along, didn’t you?” I could hear more cheering outside the room. “Did you think about what it would do to David? You could have talked to me first. He’s not like us, he gets attached and can’t handle someone like Laura.”
“You’re right,” Beth said.
“You should have fucking talked to me about it. And Laura too. And David is a wreck.” More cheering outside.
“You’re right,” she said again.
“And me. What if I wasn’t into that?”
“You’re right,” she said, her hand still on my chest. It sounded like it was getting crazy out in the living room.
“And…”
“Yeah?”
“And…” I hesitated.
Beth looked at me with her beautiful eyes and her dark curls framing her face. She said quietly, “and what?”
I couldn’t hold the last part in. “And you wanted to fuck David yourself. You said so. What the hell?” She said nothing, just looked straight at me. I hated that I felt like this. “And then this meathead frat asshole just now, feeling you up. Were you going to fuck him too?” Shit, maybe I went too far.
Beth’s facial expression changed ever so slightly. It wasn’t anger, but I couldn’t tell just what it was. “You’re jealous,” she said. She was right.
“You want me all to yourself, don’t you?” Right again. I couldn’t think of anything to say. I stepped back, but she squeezed my hand tighter and kept me from pulling away.
“You don’t like the thought of another guy touching me,” she said. I nodded. “Is that right?” Beth asked. I nodded again. “Say it,” she said. I couldn’t get the words out. “Fucking say it. Say you didn’t like me fantasizing about David.” I still couldn’t speak. My heart was pounding. “Tell me what you felt when you saw that guy’s hand on my ass.” I was breathing hard now. “When he was feeling up these tits. When his dick was getting hard at the thought of shoving it in my mouth.” I was raging inside my head. “Tell me how you felt when he was imagining fucking me hard, seeing his cum on my tits.”
I was going insane. I’d never felt like this before. It was rage, and jealousy, and pure desire, and a strange sort of affection.
I stepped forward and grabbed Beth around her waist with one arm, pulling her roughly to me. With the other hand I pulled her head toward me as I kissed her solidly, pressing my tongue deep into her mouth. She kissed back, meeting my tongue with hers. I slid my hand down to her ass and squeezed hard. She let out a little yelp and then reached around my back to pull my pelvis into hers. I moved my lips around to her neck and sucked hard, then went back to her mouth, again pressing my tongue into hers. Beth reached around to grab my dick, but I pushed her hand away. She wasn’t going to be in control this time.
I picked Beth up and walked backwards to the bed, tossing her onto her back. I fell forward onto her. I went in for another deep kiss. She wrapped her legs around my waist to pull me in closer and threw both arms around my back. I knelt upward, grabbed her hands, and fell forward again, pinning her arms above her head. I was in control this time. I kissed her even harder, she was breathing quickly now. I pushed up her t-shirt and the sports bra she had on underneath. Her tits flopped out. Pinning her hands again, I sucked on her already hard nipples and bit down lightly with my teeth. She moaned. I stood up, quickly unbuttoned her jeans, and pulled her jeans and panties down with one motion, tossing them to the floor. My hand went straight for her pussy. She was drenched. I’d never felt her this wet. She brought a hand to the back of my head, but I pulled back. Beth was going to cum, but she was going to cum how and when I decided she would.
I pumped my fingers into Beth’s hole, straight onto her g-spot. She gasped. I knelt down and latched my lips right onto her clit, swirling and sucking right away. This wasn’t going to be some long, slow session – Beth was going to cum right fucking now. She was breathing hard, “oh my god!” Beth yelled, as I felt her pussy tighten around my fingers. I pumped and rubbed with my hand. Her hips bucked and her legs shook uncontrollably as she screamed. I’d never seen her cum so hard.
I wasted no time and shed my shirt and pants. I was diamond-hard as I spit into my hand and rubbed my saliva onto the head of my cock. All at once, I shoved it straight in, balls deep. Beth squealed. With the weight of my body, I slid her further up the bed, bringing my knees up to press her legs open wider. I squeezed her nipples and thrust hard, and with each thrust Beth grunted with pleasure. She wrapped her arms around my back and dug in with her nails. I lifted up my chest, grabbed her arms, and once again pinned them over her head. I fucked her hard as her pussy gripped my cock ever tighter. She screamed with pleasure as her legs shook again, cumming hard for the second time in just a few minutes. I wasn’t going to blow my load yet, not until I was god damn good and ready.
I pulled out and moved up toward the headboard. My dick was dripping with Beth’s juices. I knelt over her and pushed straight into her mouth. She sucked hard and swirled her tongue all around it. I fucked her mouth in and out, in and out, as she moaned. I was going to make her clean off all of her own cum. I reached down with one hand and rubbed her clit. Beth wiggled her hips as I rubbed more quickly, and she moved her hand down to touch herself. I swatted her hand away and rubbed her clit how I wanted to. She moaned and bucked her hips again, arching her back with another orgasm. I wasn’t done with her yet.
Beth was breathing like she’d just run a marathon. I moved back to the foot of the bed and flipped her over. I grabbed her hips and plunged my rock hard cock straight into her gaping pussy. I fucked her doggy style while she gasped. My thumb found the outside of her asshole. I rubbed it in circles as she let out a low moan. I dripped spit down directly onto her ass, rubbing it in with my thumb. First went my index finger, pressing it in and pumping while I continued to fuck her from behind. Then went my middle finger alongside the other one. She was so tight. I stopped fucking her for a moment and looked around. There was lotion on the dresser. I grabbed it. Four or five pumps of lotion went onto her tight asshole, followed by three fingers. She was moaning louder now. I rammed my dick back into her pussy as I pumped my fingers in and out of her ass. She yelped. More and more, I worked the lotion in , lubing up her ass. It was time, and I wasn’t going to ask permission.
I pulled out, pumped some lotion onto my cock, and pressed the tip onto her asshole. Beth arched her back and breathed in through her teeth. “Yeah,” she said. I pressed harder. Her asshole started to open up, and my dick slid slowly inside. I pulled back slightly and pressed back in. “Uhh” she said. Again, slightly out, harder in. The head of my dick slipped inside her asshole as it snapped tightly around it. “Oh my god!” Beth yelled, loudly. I pushed my cock in the rest of the way. Beth moaned. I started to thrust slowly. She moaned some more. I leaned forward and pushed her head down to the mattress, making a better angle to assfuck her. I planted one foot flat on the bed, then the other, as I picked up the pace. In, out, in, out, I could feel her tight ass stretching around my fat cock. “Oh my god!” Beth yelled. “Fuck me! Fuck my ass!” And I pumped hard and fast, absolutely railing her. “Oh godddddddd!” she shouted, as her hips shook once again like a little earthquake. I’d lost track of how many times she had come, but she came how I meant for her to.
I fucked her with total abandon. All the rage and jealousy and lust and affection were fueling me. Every fiber in my body tensed up. My ballsack tightened, I could feel the intensity building quickly. “I’m going to cum in your ass,” I told her. Three more thrusts, and I exploded with ecstasy. I shouted out loud and pounded my cock into her ass hard, shooting my cum deep into her asshole. It pulsed fast, pumping out the cum, and it kept pumping for what seemed like hours. I pulled my cock out of Beth’s ass and it was followed by a string of my cum, dripping onto the bed. She collapsed onto the bed. I collapsed next to her and let out a long breath.
Beth was mine.

I [F] got my older coworker to cheat on his wife

I started getting close to a guy from work. He was cute and tall with a sexy jawline, about 10 years older than me. We were vaguely flirtatious, but it was more about the vibe than anything the other one said.

I knew he was married. He would mention her casually in conversation sometimes. One day, I asked to see a picture of her. He handed me his phone and I saw the two of them together. She was pretty and petite, but also flat chested. Meanwhile, I’m a thick girl with tits that are hard to ignore.

I smiled and said, “Aw, she’s cute! You like the skinny ones, huh?”

He blurted out, “Hey, nothing wrong with curvy girls like you.”

He turned beet red and I smacked him on the arm. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

He fumbled with his words, but essentially he told me that he loves women with my body type, and he’s mostly with her because they were high school sweethearts.