You [F30+] come back home after a long day of work. I [M30+] help you forget all about it and take good care of you [oral][squirting][creampie]

Today is just another day where I was working from home and you from the office. It’s almost 7pm. You pull in the driveway after a very long day at work. You drop on the couch, barely manage a “hey”, and could visibly use a little pick-me up. I sneak my way behind the couch, gently whisper “hello there” next to you, and then start massaging your shoulders while kissing your forehead.

As you begin to relax, my hands move down to the side of your arms, softly rubbing against the side of your breasts, which I then gently cup while my lips move to kissing your cheek, and finally deeply kiss you.

You manage a delightful moan as I pinch one of your nipples, triggering me to kiss down your neck while my hands continue their downward motion, first on your hips, massaging them, then behind your back, finally taking full possession of your glorious butt.

Porno doctor [F28,M53](silly, porn logic, oral, throat. [sᴛᴏʀʏ]

All people in this story are over 18.

Girl (main character): 28 / Nurse: 35 / Doctor: 54

You naughty girl. You stayed up all night watching porn. So it’s not surprising when you fall asleep the next morning in the waiting room before your annual physical checkup. Everything gets wavy. You wake up and things are strange…

You’re called into the inner office by a topheavy woman in a somewhat ridiculous nurse outfit which includes high heels and a tiny skirt.

The sexy nurse is very matter-of-fact with you: everything off but your thong. Wait—you’re wearing a thong? And how did _she_ know? She bends down to open a low drawer to get you a gown, her skimpy top rides up, and yup—she has a tramp stamp. She holds the gown up for you to slip into and obviously expects you to disrobe in her presence. It’s like she’s more used to naked people than clothed ones.

You’re obviously not in Kansas at this point so you obey this confident woman, saving your bra for last. Did she roll her eyes at your modesty? You probably imagined that.

Lust Serum Test on A College Campus p2 (MFFF) (orgy) (college) (public) (M20/F20)

Even in the stairwell, Luke and Maya could tell the energy in the building had changed. On the second floor, they saw one horny couple stumble into a classroom while another stumbled back into the hallway looking pleased. Muffled sounds were leaking into the stairs and growing louder as they approached the ground floor where sexual pandemonium had broken out. People were flowing in and out of rooms, while a growing number were openly fucking anybody they could reach in the hallway.

Luke couldn’t find words, but Maya moaned, “holy shit.” Where they had been feeling relief, they now felt recharged and ravenous. Confidently, Maya strode toward the pack and was immediately set upon by two guys. The duo ripped off her clothes, kissing and groping. One bent her over to stuff her mouth, while the other allowed Maya to wiggle her phat ass on his face. Panning the room, such configurations were the norm. Luke briefly wondered if Mia was around, but the thought made his cock with strain with lust. Delirious, he entered the fray, suddenly desperate for the nearest welcoming hole.

[M]y [F]irst Time: The Much Older Woman

I was 21 when I met Barbara at a bar in Miami. I didn’t so much notice her as she noticed me.

She was a Canadian, in her late 50s, married, a little overweight, a lot tipsy, and seemingly one of those snow birds that Floridians despise. I learned that her husband played golf every afternoon before meeting her at the bar where they would have cocktails, and dinner. Once a week, they’d have sex.

Okay, maybe a little too much information for someone you’ve just met, but whatever floats your boat. I sometimes over-share when I’m drunk, so no biggie. 

Another drink later, her husband shows up, she throws a twenty on the bar and says goodbye. As she stands up, I check out her lips, smile, and breasts. As she walks away, I survey her nicely tanned legs, matronly ass, and graying hair. Not bad, Barbara. Not bad. 

Fast forward two weeks, and I am once more at that same bar.

“I was hoping I’d see you again.” She kissed me on the cheek. She smelled amazing. And, for the first time in my young life, I was sexually attracted to a much older woman.

[F] My slutty bucket list: 2023 update

[A year ago I posted my slutty bucket list](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/rx4g3j/f31_my_slutty_bucket_list/), with the things I’d already done crossed out. Here’s an update showing what else I’ve completed in the last year (now numbered for easier referencing).

I’ve put *NEW* after items that have been completed since I posted the previous version. Looks like I’ve crossed out 18 additional things, quite proud of myself! I’ve written up some of them in my post history.

Feel free to provide suggestions for what I should add for this year!

# Basics

1. ~~Get fucked in the ass~~
2. ~~Get a facial~~
3. ~~Learn to deepthroat~~
4. ~~Fuck a colleague~~
5. ~~Fuck a roommate~~
6. Be a party favor
7. ~~Get spitroasted~~ *NEW*
8. ~~Go to a Swingers resort~~ *NEW*

# Public stuff

How I became an escort! [F]

My husband and I got involved in the lifestyle in 1992. After a few months of giving blowjobs to his friends (and later on being fucked by them) we decided to check out a few of the lifestyle clubs and parties in New York. We attended a couple of events, and were generally unimpressed. Met some very nice, open-minded and uninhibited people, but 99% just weren’t what we were looking for.

One guy came up to us at the first party we attended, and we chatted for awhile. His interest was obvious, but my husband politely declined, which is more usual in the lifestyle than you might imagine. He just wasn’t my type.

We saw the same guy at some other clubs/parties, and he always stopped to chat and say he was still very much interested. Always pleasant, never pushy, but definitely tenacious! We started to refer to him as “my biggest fan”, and knew he would approach us at any get-together. He wasn’t desperate – he was a decent looking guy, and we always saw him getting action at these events. Again, just not a match for us.

wanted to cross the country by using my mouth, ended up barely crossing a couple state lines [24F]

I had realized that my love of sucking cock set me apart from the other girls I knew. I just couldn’t get enough. Cocks are so beautiful, no two the same, and guys seemed so grateful to have theirs sucked.

I got invited to parties, and weekends away, I made (guy) friends, I never once had to pay for weed or alcohol. As a fourth year, I had a boyfriend again. He said he’d never cum from oral and then when I could do it, it’s all he wanted. He really liked keeping his cock in my mouth during a movie. Until suddenly he didn’t. He broke up with me because he didn’t like “my obsession” as he put it.

And so that summer I was feeling reckless and silly and heartbroken, like maybe it’d be hot and adventurous to hitchhike across the country. I bought a taser and a cell phone (this was a while ago, people didn’t all have cell phones). I told a guy I was friends with my plan, and he said he’d check in on it every once in a while and make sure I was okay.

[MF] She (F22) and I (M23) made sure to have one more weekend together before our lives took us in different directions

If you’ve read a couple of my past stories, you know that Amanda and I had incredible sexual chemistry. We could have been five minutes or five hours apart and the primary thing on our mind was likely getting each other off. Throughout our years at different colleges, we jumped on each other every opportunity we got, learning everything about each other’s bodies; what buttons to press, what phrases to say to each other, positions that could make the other cum within seconds. To this day, she remains the filthiest woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of being with. An innocent coffee date would start with her sliding me her phone, giving me complete control over the vibrator inside her under her sundress. A night at the bar could have me giving her a facial in the bathroom before we went back to the bar for another round of tequila shots. Even when I was at school studying late in the library, I’d get an iCloud upload of her using her vibrator with a butt plug in, speaking vile sentences about what our next meetup would entail.

Threesome with myself [F], boyfriend[M], and his fiancé [enby]

*Some days tend to surprise you. I didn’t go over to my boyfriend’s place with the thought that I’d wind up licking at his fiance’s dick and labia, desperate to get them to squirt against my lips while he shoved my face in further. I didn’t expect to whimper as he slowed his thrusts because it was only fair that I needed to tongue fuck them good enough and make them scream to earn a good fucking. Life just tends to surprise you sometimes, but I’m getting ahead of myself, aren’t I?*

*^([Enby non-binary partner = afab and prefers dick/cock to describe their genitals namely the clitoris. Besides clits are just more efficient dicks anyway.])*

Things began with a cuddle. S and I were on the couch, and he’d undressed after board games and vanilla hanging out. Ya know, I am very fond of touching him. I don’t think he notices but sometimes I try to see how many freckles I can cover with my fingertips. I like to just trace his shoulders, and find ways to press myself against him. I’m not a clingy girl, but sometimes touch is everything especially if I’m horny. So as he was laying on me with my tits pressed against him and my arms around him. I started to feel that hunger, that desire to explore and be explored. And his fiancé had been feeling particularly…frisky that day. It’d been clear since I’d gotten to their place. They seemed riled up, even frustrated by how riled up they were, and it was clear at some point they’d need an outlet.

Bringing a young BBC into the lifestyle. [MFM]

We are on a few lifestyle sites, and often get messages from young guys who say they want to have their first experience. My husband will talk to them to see if they are actual candidates, or just all talk.
Most end up either being too shy to follow through, or lack the qualities to be a good lifestyle partner.

In 2018, one young man reached out to us, and his attitude really impressed my husband. Alex was 19, admitted that he had zero lifestyle experience, and in fact had only played with some girls in high school. He had never been with a couple, or an older woman, but came across as very uninhibited and open-minded. He actually stated that he had no limitations, and truly wanted to “try everything” to see where his interests took him. Part of his interest was wanting to learn how to please a woman, so he hoped my husband would teach him some skills.