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Like a stripper (role play, M/F, oral, anal, aftercare)

I hadn’t been to your house yet since we’d started dating about a week ago and I was interested to see your place. After standing in the kitchen and trying to decide what to do for the evening we settled on staying in and watching a movie. We both knew from the beginning of this date that we both really wanted the same thing out of tonight. You wanted my body as badly as I wanted yours.

“Let’s watch it in the bedroom so we can really get comfy.” You insist. I don’t show any objection and follow you into your room. The walls are a gentle purple and your bed is as neatly made as I’d imagine someone as tidy as you would keep it. What does catch me off guard is the pole mounted floor to ceiling near the corner. I keep looking at it as you crawl onto your bed and I lay next to you. I barely have time for my back to touch your sheets before you’ve already rolled on top of me, passionately making out. Your breathing is heavy as you press your body down onto mine. Read more »

The Open Road [MF] [Oral]

There was something uniquely peaceful about the open road, especially for Jade Alayna. For much of her life, she’d been sheltered and reserved. She came from a world of gated communities, country clubs, and prep schools. Since before she could walk, her entire life had been scheduled and structured. Her parents, teachers, and peers all worked tirelessly to ensure she stuck to the script and never deviated.

Ultimately, they failed. Just being on the open road, watching miles of undeveloped land pass by, was proof of that. There were no manicured lawns, intricately planned suburbs, or perfectly-organized structure. There was just dirt, fields, and grass. To most, it was ugly and unkempt. To Jade, it was a tangible sign that she had escaped her sheltered life, if only for a while.

A more powerful kind of proof sat next to her in the driver’s seat of the old Mustang. Ricky Pax, a man who’d never set foot in a country club or worn a prep school uniform, knew the open roads well. With messy hair that extended past his shoulder, clothes that had been bought at a discount, and a face that hadn’t seen a razor blade in weeks, he was the kind of rebellious loner who everyone told her to avoid. Read more »

An older woman gives [M]e a lesson.

How a dominant older woman broke down all my sexual boundaries.

As a 35yo with almost no sexual limits I can’t thank this woman enough. But as a inexperienced early 20 something year old it was quite the shock.

I was just out of a long term high school relationship and had only slept with 2 women. One was a one night stand, the other a long term girlfriend who was just as inexperienced as I was. We would give each other oral but we didn’t like to kiss afterwards.

We were pretty open to trying out positions but for the most of it we were rather vanilla. We had a lot of things we wouldn’t do and a few thinks we’d only half try and never pursue like butt stuff, bondage or spanking. We’d occasionally get into a bit of playing in public but mostly from outside the cloths. We did have a lot of sex so I thought we were pretty hardcore.

After about 6 months of being single and having very little luck with picking up women. Mostly due to no confidence and no idea how to talk to strangers especially women. I met the woman that would pretty much change my life for the better. Read more »

I let him sleep in a bit … [FM]

Me and the BF have had so little time together, even though I have changed jobs and scaled back my schedule. Our girlfriend is staying with us most of this weekend so he decided to check out early and take a late flight home to have an extra day with me.

He was too tired for anything when he arrived home, and I was just about to go to sleep. While he took a quick shower I ripped off the nightshirt I was wearing so we could sleep naked together and did. At about the time we needed to wake and get going I noticed he had some serious full salute morning wood. I could not let this opportunity pass by. Usually I would provide a blow-job alarm clock in this situation, but that morning I had inspiration. The bottle of lube was an easy reach, and I prepared my pussy for easy entry. This was a little tricky because his front hips were twisted toward the mattress, but I was able to wedge under him though. I went real slow spooning into him. It felt amazing and just had his hardness rest inside of me for a while. Eventually I start to grind little by little, rubbing my nub lightly, pinching my nipples not so lightly. He wakes up and says, “Oh my god! How did you do this?” He straightened his body and grabbed my hips while I start doing small twerks on him. At this point and I am so close to cumming and I don’t let him move again until i have. I wanted to see If I could orgasm before he woke up, but… We did a super lazy prone-bone until I came again, and he soon spurted into me. I cleaned his cock with my mouth, and then I went to the bathroom to take care of myself. Read more »

A Laughing Matter (true story, x-post from r/sluttyconfessions)

A funny thing happened on the way to this confession — or, rather, when I say “We had some laughs,” I mean it in a literal sense.

I have an imperfect system for remembering the years in which things happened, especially if they happened around the turn of the millennium. I have to place a rendezvous in context, in terms of events happening in the world at large. As said, it’s not entirely perfect but it does the job well enough, often enough.

I can place this one in fall 2000 with certainty, though, given that our first meeting coincided with a campaign rally in that year’s Congressional election. (No, good Lord, not my campaign. Way too many skeletons in this closet. We just met for the first time on a day that I had to attend said rally.)

That we even connected at all was only due to an outside influence — her cousin, actually.

The day we met was a Sunday afternoon. I’d been in a Yahoo chatroom for a few minutes, just seeing who was around from my area, when a message popped up. It was from a woman who didn’t live in my area — but her cousin, who lived about an hour away, would be passing through my area that day. Read more »

[F] The Discovery of my Neighbor’s Hidden High School Diary!!!

Hello again! (Please excuse this post it it isn’t as well written; I’m just coming down off an intense gravity bong high)

So, to catch y’all up: I’m cat-sitting for my neighbors, which has entailed getting super, duper high and snooping through their stuff ?

I’ve already found the daughter’s ruby red dildo and took it for a test drive. Don’t worry, that won’t be the last time for that.

But! While over there today, I made a huge discovery. Buried deep beneath Claire’s bed was her old diary!

PSA: I don’t recommend reading someone else’s diary when you are stoned off a homemade gravity bong. Most of the pages were filled with the saddest of a high school girl. I felt sort of nauseous reading some of it, half from being a bit too high and half because it was so raw and real and, to be honest, poorly written.

However, it did contain a fair amount of sexy little snippets! Those I ended very much. Again, it isn’t very well-written, so it wasn’t like stumbling across high-end erotica. But still, reading some sexual exploits of a neighbor I’ve known most of my life was insanely hot. Read more »

The Camgirl Part VII: In an Alley [FM] [Oral]

VII: Liam

Liam glanced at Marie again as they walked through the neighborhood that contained all their university’s frat houses—Chris’s frat had hosted their first open party of the semester tonight, and he had extended his roommates an invitation. Liam hadn’t really felt like going at first—the parties were always so loud and there was never anywhere to sit—but now he was glad he had gone.

Once they arrived, Marie had wasted almost no time taking him into the basement—being from California, Liam still found it amazing that so many East Coast houses had basements—to dance. Something had been different about her tonight—really, Marie had been acting different since the weekend she had first given him a blowjob almost a month ago—but he had really noticed it tonight. For the past few weeks, she’d been more…aggressive, inviting him over during the middle of the day—or rushing over to his dorm when he knew his roommates would be out for a while—just to have sex, lounging around her room naked more often when he was there—which was quickly becoming almost every night save when one of them had too much work to get done—and she seemed much more playful and…relaxed than usual. Read more »

My [f]un game of truth or dare with a date [m]

A story from a few summers ago about a fun game of truth or dare…

I had been chatting with Marc on Bumble for a couple of days. He seemed like a nice guy, and he was really good looking – clean cut and handsome in a stereotypical “frat guy” kind of way. Our conversation was flirty but not too dirty. I was trying to feel out whether he was looking to date or just to hook up. On our third day of texting I got my answer. He asked if I had any plans that night, and if I’d be interested in him coming over to “watch a movie”.

He brought over a bottle of wine and a dvd of a terrible John Travolta movie. We got through maybe half of the movie and he hadn’t made a move at all, so I was thinking maybe he wasn’t going to. At some point during the movie, the game Truth or Dare came up and Marc mentioned that he hadn’t played since he was in junior high. I figured this could lead to some fun, so I said that we should play. Read more »

[MF] asked a/s/l; found out she (26) was my neighbor.

Okay so maybe not so much next door, more like _in the neighborhood_ given how long it took to get to her place.

We met online, chatted some, flirted, sexted, masturbated, and then exchanged addresses and planned to meet in an hour.

I thought she was full of shit, but I was young and any promise of possible sex was worth the adventure (even if it meant possibility being murdered). So I got i my car, drove the 20 minutes it took to get to her place, found a parking spot and decided that the best chance to solve my future murder was to leave a voice mail to myself with details of the last 5 hours: how we met, current location, and final messages to my family (did I mention I was young, stupid, and horny?). Once my affairs were in order, I made my way up to her place, knocked on the door and waited.

Rewind. Before we decided to meet, we made a pact: I’d knock on her door and she’d check her peephole to confirm looks/attractiveness. If she approves, she’d open the door and then I’d get to observe and decide the same… but really, who was I kidding… I was young and horny… who ever opened that door, I’d fuck, or die from trying. Read more »