I travel a lot for work and have had a lot of fun while on the road, but this story is definitely my wildest experience so far. On a recent trip I matched on Tinder with a woman we’ll call “Sharon.” The convo was typical at first: Where you from? What do you do? What brings you to town? etc. After messaging for a while things took a more direct turn when she asked about my kinks and we delved into that conversation. Things progressed to overt sexting, when I get a message from her asking when I’d be free for drinks and this pic: https://redgifs.com/watch/wingedinternationalaustrianpinscher
Tag: Lesbian
[F] Perpetually very wet [25F]
Hey, guys don’t bother emailing me because I’m a lesbian; gals, however ;),ahaha; well, in the past year or so, my sex desire has really grown. I can’t spend four hours without touching myself, even the tiniest things make me want to. I’ve also had sex with bizarre girls and seen bizarre porn. I feel as though I’m always wet. My underwear is consistently damp, and I’m not sure if that’s good for me. I’ve become so slutty that if a girl came up to me and pleaded for a fuck, I’d be there right away. I have orgasms unlike anything I’ve ever had.
Dancefloor surprise [MFF 18+] [Fingering] [Pussy Licking] [Lesbian] [Cum Play] [Blowjob] [69]
I’m in the club on a Friday night, dancing and drinking – I’m usually looking to hook up so I am often checking to see if there are any hot women nearby. I glance over to the middle of the dancefloor and see two unbelievably hot women dancing proactively with each other. The first girl was blonde, petite and about 22 years old. She was wearing a tight back dress, with a small split between her chest, showing off her cleavage. Her dress clung to her tight body, revealing an incredible ass. The second girl was brunette and was wearing a short flowing skirt and a tight white top with no bra, her breasts were a bit smaller then the blonde, but you could easily make them out through the tightness of her shirt.
[F] Constantly extremely wet [25F]
Hey, I’m lesbian, so guys don’t bother messaging me; girls, however ;),ahaha anyway, in the last year or so, my sex drive has really increased. The smallest things make me want to touch myself, and I can’t go four hours without doing so. I’ve also sexted the strangest girls and watched the weirdest porn. It almost seems like I’m always wet. I’m not sure if it’s healthy, but my underwear is always damp. I’ve developed such slutty tendencies that if a girl approached me and begged to fuck, I would be there immediately. I experience orgasms like I’ve never experienced before.
Story Time (ff)(18+)(oral)(fingering)(drunk)
So this happened when I was 19 or 20. My brother had several of his buddies over for a night of drinking, video games, and generally intruding on my space. Whatever. They were all nice enough, I just hoped for some quiet time.
Anyway, they absolutely took over the living room. It was actual chaos. Shouting, swearing, smoking. The big three. I tried hanging out in my room, but their noise was undeterred by the walls. So I went out back and started a fire. I snuggled up in a blanket, and I opened my book. I remember it being a nice Fall night.
I heard the footsteps, but was still startled. She was someone’s girlfriend, can’t remember whose. She wore leggings, a flannel under a thick vest. She was pretty, a bit older than me like my brother.
We started chatting, I can’t remember about what. She had brought a cooler with her, and we sipped on the beer. Nasty stuff, don’t recommend. But it did the trick. My vision was hazy, and the ground felt uneven. I’m not sure how she ended up sitting next to me–not that it matters.
How I [F] realised Size really does matter
First a bit about me: I’m 19, 5ft 2 with long curly brown hair and a fairly curvy figure, I’m proud to say my ass is my best feature. At the time I was in my second year of uni in the UK.
I spent a good couple of months at uni in my second year thinking I might be a lesbian (cliché I know lol). I had been with my share of guys in my first year and I found the experience okay, even good at time but just a bit uncomfortable and sometimes painful. I guess I got unlucky as the few guys were all “blessed” with fairly big dicks. I know we are all meant to believe bigger makes better but for me its just not fun, I don’t like feeling dread when a guy takes his clothes off.
[MFF] My first threesome experience [F19]
I’ve been doubting my sexuality for the past few years and actually fooled around with some girls but the most i’ve done was french kissing, though the idea of getting sexually intimate with a girl has been in my head for a long time and recently got the chance to go through with it.
I have been dating a guy that’s really open minded and we both became friends of this really nice girl that we met at the same time. We both got close with her and there’s a lot of confidence, we hang around together a lot. The other day we went to a party and asked my partner if he would be ok with me making out with our friend (Lets call her G) and he was really down with that. After a few drinks I started flirting with her and sooner than later we were kissing and I’m not gonna lie, it got me pretty horny but that was that.
My first JO Bud Experience In Person [MM]
Finally happened.
I’ll admit I’m not a good story teller but here goes nothing. I’m 20. Other person(s) are 25+.
I had posted on a local subreddit about finding someone as my horniness had reached intolerable levels and I was ready to embrace something new. Those posts are removed for anonymity purposes.
I got and am still getting a lot of responses but I gravitated to one of the early messages because he was clearly local and he put real effort in. After chatting for a few hours we agreed to meet up Saturday. I honestly didn’t know what to expect and was considering bailing but figured if I didn’t try once it was never going to happen.
We will call him Casey (that’s not his actual name). He was able to host because he had his own apartment. He was very insistent that we be careful because he had a girlfriend so maybe that’s why I thought he could be trusted to be discreet.
(dark fantasy) Forcing my Wife to Help [M33/F32/F23][rape, force lesbianism, choking, rough]
Hello You,
Yes, You: the set of holes reading this. You should know that you’ve been watched, studied, and you’ve been chosen. You are going to be violated very soon. For my pleasure? Yes, of course, but that’s surface level.
My wife is very straight, fairly submissive, innocent, and barely kinky at all- an opposing foil to myself. I want to remedy this. So, I’ve decided to corrupt her, to rape her, and to break her; and I’ve picked you out, and learned your routine, because I’m going to use your lithe, little body to do it. I know that you go running through that park near your house, that the park has one person bathrooms that lock and that it’s empty most of the time. You’re very graceful when you run, by the way, and it’s very impressive that you can make it back to your house in fewer than 7 minutes; you really take care of yourself.
You also look like the kind of woman who likes being choked. I wonder how true that is. We’ll find out soon enough.
Chapter 3: A Night in the Garden [18F F/F] [Fantasy] [Lesbian] [Masturbation]
Things had progressed well since our time with the baths. Lily, Anneta and I had become somewhat of a thing in the weeks since. Though the baths after practice still worked as our usual meeting ground, we’d tried to be more careful since our last close call; which meant two unfortunate things: only two of us at a time, and we had to be quicker. In my case it meant I still wasn’t able to let Anneta go down on me, whereas Lily seemed to be getting more and more frustrated by how little time there was for us to simply be together. She was most at peace post climax with someone to lay with for a while, which I enjoyed. Now that a month had passed we were free to spend our time as we liked, though we were expected to use it honing our various skills, be it alchemy or combat based on preference. The lack of oversight made things a little easier but finding somewhere outside the baths where we could be alone and undisturbed felt like trying to catch falling arrows. As terrible as war was, it made peacetime in the Sisterhood feel like a prison sentence. In war we’d either be marching alongside an army or we’d be set up in small groups scouting some distant village, which would mean plenty of time and opportunities to sneak away together. What I really craved though were the Sisters Vigilant. In war only a few cohorts would be allowed to join, usually no more than twenty sisters in total from the hundreds spread out over the thirty something chapterhouses that dotted the country. They were given special dispensation to travel the lands in times of war and maintain order, allowed to dole out justice as they saw fit. They could rally town militias, and could even lead small armies if they chose to. They were the posterchildren of the Sisterhood, and the greatest source of the rumours of promiscuity that shadowed the order. Whilst I didn’t believe many of the rumours, particularly the ones about Vigilants fucking there way through whole towns, something turned me on about it, the idea of being treated like a goddess by outsiders who held only the veinest hope that I’d prove those tall tales true. Though that dream seemed so far away. If I had learned anything from copying ancient texts it was that things were the most stable that they’d been in nearly a century, and the last holy war ended three centuries before that.