My ex-girlfriend was a sexsomniac [FM]

This is a completely true story, and one of my fondest sexual memories.

I dated a girl for a year and a half who was a sexsomniac.

I used to have no idea what a sexsomniac was, and if someone had told me, I wouldn’t have believed it was a real thing. But apparently it is, as I would soon learn first hand. For the record, a sexsomniac is someone who participates in sexual activities when they are asleep. It could be masturbating, oral sex, or actual physical sex – all while they’re asleep and have little to no recollection of the sex act they performed. It’s not well-understood, and it only affects a very small percentage of people.

Now, on to my situation. My girlfriend at the time was a cute asian girl in her 20s (I was also in my 20s). She was just over 5 feet tall and had a very sensual, goth vibe. She had a gorgeous body, pierced nipples and tattoos, and hid it all behind baggy black clothing. I was blown away when I saw her naked for the first time. For all the issues our relationship had, our sex life definitely wasn’t one of them. She had a very high sex drive and we had a good time in the bedroom, sometimes even bringing other women in with us.

The Walk of Shame and the Surprising Second Round – Fucking on the WoS [FM]

I’ve always found the so-called ‘Walk of Shame’ to be a surprisingly cathartic experience. There’s something wonderfully Zen and calming about stepping out into the crisp morning air still resplendant in the previous night’s finery. There’s nothing quite like some gentle sunlight and a morning breeze to soothe the rough edges of the inevitable hangover – Because, lets be honest, the illustrious Walk of Shame is rarely strutted without the intimate acquaintance of Mr Alcohol loitering – and allows the first moments of reflection on the evening’s antics, safe in the knowledge that you’re heading and and have once again managed to avoid losing a kidney to a lunatic on the black market..

…Or is that just me?

Perhaps I’m romanticising the situation a little (And I very much am. Living in England it’s rare even in the tender embrace of deepest Summer to wake up to such a serene and delightful day. British mornings are invariably freezing cold, overcast and drizzly, and you spend your walk lamenting on not bringing/losing your coat), but on the whole I do genuinely find a sense of peace and tranquility to the morning walk after a night of dubious debauchery.

Mick’s Glory [MMM] [Gay] [Gloryhole]

This was written as my part of an erotic dare. Complete fiction, though I’d love to do something like this one day…I hope you enjoy. =)

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I arrive at the video arcade and anxiously enter the building. I’m careful to not make eye contact with anyone there, and I enter the area with the video booths. I go around to the side opposite to the entrance to this area, and select my booth. I close the door, slide the both shut and have a seat. My hands are shaking, as I ask myself if I’m actually going to go through with this. The other side of my brain says its very likely nobody else will be here anyway. Nobody would respond to my Reddit posting this quick… right?

I feed some money into the machine, and a porno starts. Unable to find any gay porn, after flipping through all the channels available, I select a channel where they’re showing a bisexual movie. This will help get me out of my head. I pull my cock out, and begin stroking it. I don’t want to cum too fast, so I go slowly. About two minutes later, I hear a door next to me open and close. My heart leaps into my throat as the anticipation hits. I falter in stroking my cock for a moment, and nervously peer at the hole in the wall between our booths.

Game Night [mm] [oral]

Carl and Rob have been friends since they met at university last year, both studying game design. They clicked due to them both loving video games and would often spend evening together playing online together.

“Hey Carl!” exclaimed Rob over his microphone so loudly that Carl almost jumped at the sudden noise. “I finally got a gaming console! You know, making it easier for us to play together… Locally…”. Having both been avid PC gamers, most of their time gaming would be spent apart on their gaming PCs at home. It was handy as both lived on seperate sides of the city, they talked a lot at uni but have actually never visited each others houses.

“What type?” Asked Carl. It was almost strange that neither of them actually had a console despite being so into gaming, PC is just so practical but it seemed nice to get the experience of playing games together on one screen, a thing that is becoming rarer and rarer in PC games since many have just opted for online gaming these days. “You’ll have to come over and see.” Rob snarked. Maybe this was finally going to be the thing that encourages Carl to finally make the tedious journey across the city to finally see his apartment. It was modest but for a student, a pretty decent size.

[M] 43 my buddy helped me discover I was Bi [M] 44

This is a long one but I thought I should tell the complete story with the warning it’s long rather than split it up.

Well, I had bad experiences with guys as a younger guy. I really didn’t get into guys. I met a woman about 100 deep into my experiences who tore the roof off my mind and I just had to have her. I wanted what I had with her – each and every mind blowing fucking time – without exception. A straight guy and the best sex of his life.

So I start telling her I’d like to have a third in bed. She tells me you can try with a woman, but you better be OK with the notion of me and another guy. We both have to get what we want.

I tell her I am not sure I like the idea of that – sharing her. She says what if I want him to take you? Are you ready for that? Back then, no way, but I heard her.

Couples Trip to Euphoria Hotel: Maid Loves Being Used and Showing off Her Skills (MFF) (freeuse) (threesome) (maid)

After their long, action packed night, Aaron and Angela slept in, and after some room service, Angela put on a sexy bathing suit, barely covering her ample boobs and butt, and went out to the balcony for a phone call. Aaron was cleaning up breakfast, when he heard a knock and a whisper of “house keeping”.

He turned as a sexy maid walked in. She started to clean, and, very aware of Aaron’s eyes, began to flaunt a little. Her tight top unbuttoned slightly to flash her little cleavage, and she frequently bent over, to show her cute ass in lacy black panties beneath her matching black skirt.

The maid walked over to him to take their breakfast platter. She slightly twisted back and forth, her name tag reading “Kim” bouncing on her fist sized boob. “Thanks for cleaning up.”

She smiled. “Of course! And I noticed you watching me closely. Can I help you with anything else?” Kim’s hand circled his waistband, with her thumb slipping just inside. Aaron smiled as he remembered the hotel’s rules. “I can ask for anything?”

Our First Session [Gay] [MM] [Oral] [Massage]

Complete fiction, though I’d love to do something like this one day…I hope you enjoy. =)

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I arrive at your door and you let me in. We discuss any boundaries you have for this first session, and you tell me I’m OK to do whatever I want to do to you with my hands and mouth, but nothing else. I let you know that I have the same boundaries, but as discussed previously, there’s no need for you to reciprocate. I also reiterate that if you change your mind at any point, say the word and we’ll adjust or stop.

I can see that you’re nervous, I am too. I ask if you need a few minutes to chat prior to beginning, and you shake your head, and motion for me to follow you. You lead me to your bedroom, disrobe and ask how I want you. I tell you that we’ll start with you face down. I ask how you want me, and you say I’m fine as I am. I nod and you lay down on your bed, facing away from me.

Drunk boyfriend begs me to fuck him during a party [20FM] [FM]

A fair amount of people enjoyed my last post and a good amount have asked me to post more so here we are :). As always I’ll start the actual sex part at

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Most everyone of our friends were on summer break but we still had our college houses rented which is perfect for partying. One of our mutual friends was throwing one on Friday and it was said to be decently big so we decided “yeah why not, we haven’t been out in a while”.

As you know from the last story, we had a lot of sex and loved fucking each other. From what I can remember, we had sex at least one right before we left for the party and we probably had sex when we woke up that morning since that was typical of us 95% of the time.

Sex With Sinni In saree Shop(Traditional Day Saree Arousal Part 1)

This story is about a simple girl whose name is sinni. Sinni is a simple girl born in a upper middle class family with all essentials and amenities. She had completed engg from a college near to her home and hence having no experience of hostel staying. Sinni used to always miss these things when her friends use to narrate hostel instances.

Sinni used to look very beautiful because of her skin tone and figure. But she was still not aware of how to be appealing qnd look hottie like some of her friends, but sinni always envies her friends who got or used to get a lot of Male attention. Sinni always wanted to be one of those girls who men dream to sleep with, but due to her dressing sense she was always overlooked and dint get such Male attention. Sinni completed engg and got recruited via campus placement in a company in the same city.

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[MF] [exh] ICE CREAM – A wonderfully graphic oral imagery.

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It was an impulse. One of those whims that strike suddenly, leaving them helpless. They had to stop. They had to have ice cream!

Double dip cones, hand made ice cream. Giggling like a couple of kids, they slid into the only available booth, one in the back corner of the store.

“You’re getting all messy,” he said, watching the ice cream roll down the side of the cone onto her hand. “Maybe it’s too much for you to handle.”

“Too much for me to handle?” She raised an eyebrow at that. Twisting the cone in her hand, she looked it over carefully. “I think I’ve handled bigger,” she said, a wicked note creeping into her voice. Pressing her tongue flat against the ice cream, she licked straight up the ice cream, her eyes half-closed. Repeating the motion, she worked her way around the cone, then captured the offending drip with the tip of her tongue.

His eyes were glued to her every movement, and he swallowed hard when she stopped and looked at him. “If I apologize now,” he said, “will you stop?”