Pool Party Gang Bang (fMM) (group) (ff) (fm) (bi) (buk) (dp)

*This story is just a fantasy of mine*

Let me start with a little bit about myself. 

I’m Lea, a 5′ 5″, 115 pound, 23 year old girl and my bra size is 34B, on the rare occasions that I actually wear one. Not the biggest boobs but I’ve never gotten any complaints. I’m brunette, white, bisexual, and insanely horny. For years I would get turned on by the slightest sexual tension and soak right through my panties. It would embarrass me when it happens in public if the thrill of someone noticing my slutty mess didn’t turn me on so much. Sometimes I’ll go commando in skirts and dresses, both nervous and excited at the thought of my pussy being exposed or my grool dripping down my leg for all to see. Sometimes I’ll even put a butt plug in and just walk around until I’m dripping wet, fantasizing about a man noticing me and ravaging my tight body. I’m almost always carrying a dildo in my purse for those instances that I can’t control myself or find someone to play with and need to fill my sloppy little pussy. I’ve always loved sex, and I learned quickly that I especially loved being being fucked roughly. As wet as my pussy gets I feel like I was made for fat cocks to slide right in to my holes.

[fM] I met an older guy online

For or better or worse, the girls of my generation have had a much easier path to becoming “bad girls.” The internet has made it much easier to meet guys for dating—but it’s also easier for a random hook up, if that’s your sort of thing. For reasons I now forget I made the unfortunate choice of going to a college where the overwhelming majority of students were female, so it’s no surprise that I discovered cybersex during the first month of my freshman year back in 2000. My options were pretty limited, and I wasn’t interested in going dyke—though it made for some experimentation.
To be honest, even if I’d been at a school where the guys outnumbered the girls, I probably wouldn’t have been too interested. I’d had my fill of boys my own age when I was still in high school. Most of the guys at my school were only interested in cute, petite cheerleader types or trashy blondes who wanted to be centerfolds when they grew up. That didn’t describe me at all. I was never the Junior Miss America type.

Sunday Night Football [MMF] [exhibitionism]

My best friend from high school is still my best friend today. He’s married with three daughters. He was over at our house one Sunday night to watch the Sunday Night Football game (and escape the estrogen of two teenage daughters and a tween). That happened from time to time, and was not in and of itself an unusual occurrence. This was the Sunday heading in to Veteran’s Day on Monday. He and I were taking the holiday off, so the beer was flowing a little more freely than usual.

My wife wasn’t taking the holiday, so at halftime she excused herself and went on to bed.

My friend has had a crush on my wife since high school. They went out on one date back then, and she really wasn’t interested in pursuing anything more than that. But he still carries that torch to this day. His wife looked a lot like my wife in college, but the intervening years and three pregnancies have not been kind to her. They’re down to what could best be described as semi-annual sex with blowjobs on special occasions.

With my wife safely in bed and the bedroom door closed, the third quarter and fourth beers got underway.

The Goddess next door

*WARNING: contains pregnancy and it’s long*

It was a nice spring day in early April that Aaron first spotted the girl who would be moving into the apartment across the hall from where him and his mom lived. Putting the trash he was carrying by the door he froze. She was one of the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. With her blonde hair flowing in curls around her perfect face, reaching a little past where he assumed her nipples would be. As she walked in front him and stopped at her front door with her keys in the lock, he estimated her to be about 5’5” with long legs and curvy ass. His heart nearly shot out of his chest when she turned her penetrating blue eyes towards him and smiled.

“Hi, I’m Arya” she said in a cheery voice and stretching out her hand.

“Uhh…Aaron” he answered, returning the handshake.

“I guess I’m your new neighbor.” She said with another smile, “I’ll try to keep the partying to a minimum.” and giggled.

[FFM] my first threesome with my best friend and her boxing trainer

So this is my first time writing here, so I apologize if it’s not written very well but this is one of my most exciting sex adventures to date (even though this happened 4 years ago), and I have to share.

For starters I’m now 22, about 5”4, I’ve got blue eyes, and I’m about 112 pounds. I like to think I’ve got cute perky tits, a small waist, and a nice booty to match. Nothing crazy, but I’ve been told my curves are super sexy. I’ll try attaching a photo[me](https://m.imgur.com/a/6FV49fc)… except back then I was a bleach blonde and a bit thinner.

So this story begins about a year after I graduated high school, I had decided not to go to college and instead moved in with my at-the-time boyfriend and we left for Oregon. I only lasted about 6 months before I realized he was absolutely crazy and I came back home to California. My family had moved away so I crashed at friends houses while I got on my feet and got myself an apartment. One of those friends was my best friend from school, let’s call her Valerie. Valerie was the same height as me, except she had long brown hair that grazed the small of her back. Her and I were always the more sexual ones in our friend group- our other friends were sort of prudes so we confided in each other for advice and we swapped stories. It was a no judgement zone.

Sylvia’s Feet [mmf] [foot fetish] [mast]

this piece was commissioned by /u/Wumbo123. had to change some names – sorry for the title mix up.

When I was a kid, my next door neighbor, Julia, spent most summer days at my house. Her parents were religious and strict and required her to wear long clothing, even in the summer. As a result, she couldn’t go to the pool like everyone else. And I loathed the heat, so the pool was the last place I wanted to be.

So, Julia would come over and we’d spend our days indoors. In my room. On the bedroom floor, reading magazines, listening to music. We were maybe twelve years old. Every time she came over, the first thing she did was take her shoes off. You’d think I’d fantasize about the rest of her body—the stuff that was off limit. But instead, I focused on her feet. I looked forward to everything about her arrival. How she’d sit on the floor. How she’d toss her long brown hair back and sigh with relief as she took off her shoes. Even the smallest thing—like taking off her shoes—was so freeing for her. I couldn’t help but get aroused. I couldn’t help but focus on her feet. Sexualize them, even.

Owned by the Maid Ch. 1 [F/f] [F/m] [domination] [femdom]

*A maid leverages her sexuality to dominate and control a wealthy family – mom, dad, sister in college and brother in high school. 100% fiction. Told from the perspective of the four family members…*

**NANCIE**– When I first hired Natalie, it sounded too good to be true. A full time maid and cook and all she wanted was room and board? No pay? I thought it was a steal. I knew several other families at our beach club who had ordered live-in maids through the same service, and they raved about their cooking, so I was sure I had hit the jackpot. But I had no idea what I just set in motion.

I’ll never forget the first moment I saw Natalie – I opened the front door and I had no idea who she was. I wondered what could have possibly brought such a woman to my doorstep?

I was speechless for a moment, overwhelmed by her beauty, her presence. She was poised, young and vibrant – the sunlight glowing on her dewy brown skin and glistening in her almond shaped eyes. 

“Can I help you?” I stuttered.

Tracy – [M/F] Mild humiliation

My first post here. I have some stories I wrote for my tumblr that has been terminated without warning :/ Luckily I had copies of most of the stories. I’d love to hear any feedback you might want to share here, or via DM.

**Tracy**

How long had it been? Dave noticed that he was bouncing his knee again, a bad habit he had when being impatient since he was a kid. He quieted his leg mentally, then looked up from the game he was playing on his phone, trying hard to push down the annoyed look he knew was on his face.

Susan wasn’t anywhere to be seen, so at least she was in the changing room. The store was busy, but at least there wasn’t a line for the dressing rooms, yet.

The first few times he had been inside the lingerie store with his wife, then his girlfriend, he had gotten whiplash from watching all of the women browsing through sexy outfits, picking items to try on and heading into the back where his imagination would take over. Now though, he barely paid any attention to the clothes, or the patrons of the shop.

[FFM] [BDSM] The [F]irst time that both o[F] my DO[M]s [F]ucked me together (Part 1 of 3) (Long and mostly context, but the audio version is good)

(Reader’s notes):

(TL;DR in the comments)

(This is everything that happened on my sixth consecutive night with my two Doms and their other slave, Sweetie. If you’d like to know what led up to this particular night, links to the previous parts are in the comments)

(No, I didn’t mess up the title, there were four people involved. This first post is mostly just context. If you wanna check out the sex, there’s foreplay starts near the middle of this post and the next two posts are pretty much all sex. the next two parts should already be posted if you want to skip the character descriptions)

(The character descriptions are marked by the next “readers note” after the first 11 paragraphs. Judith’s description is at the beginning of Part 9)

(Thank you for reading)

(End readers’ notes)

Part 8 – Prelude

A very important thing to understand about me is that I’m human.

Helping Each Other [MF]

I have been a widow for about a year and a half. I’m 67. I had never been with another woman other than my wife. We always kept a very positive view of sex and had a very active sex life. We talked a few times about what we would do when either of us lost the other, and always said that we would want the other to find a new partner. Naturally, things had been difficult so dating is not something that had been on my mind.

My wife and I went to the same gym for years. The staff at this place has always been friendly to us. A young woman who goes by Maddie has been working at this gym for the last two years. My wife and I got to know her quite well. First with small talk on our way in or out of the gym, but later our conversations became more wholesome. We knew she didn’t make it to college right after high school and had been struggling to make it on her own. She is 22. One day when her car had broken down we gave her a ride home after hours. We developed a sort of parental friendship, you could say. We baked cookies for her and she took care of our dogs when we traveled. My wife and I didn’t have children.