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[F] 18 too wet, too lonely, and too excited about a boy teasing me in my weaknesses

So I’ve never been able to successfully get into a real relationship. All of my friends have been able to do oral hook ups at the very least. I’m totally missing out.

Only problem is my sex drive is over the roof. Most recently, I’ve had alot of time on my hands and can’t resist imagining so many levels of sexuality that my clit pulses so much until it hurts when im in public. When I’m home, I have to excuse myself, otherwise I’m going to burst.

It’s probably juvenile but it’s one of the few things I’ve got.

Not a day goes by without my imagination getting so far ahead of me. Depending on the day, I think about so many different scenarios.

In school, I’d think about the hot guy sitting next to me slowly slipping his hands into my shorts and fingering me during class. Smirking when I couldnt resist making the slightest sounds and taking pleasure watching me grabbing onto his hand to make him go deeper.

Other days, I imagine a girl teasing me on the whole car ride until we arrive and she decides on going down on me until I cum so hard my hands are shaking while we’re still in public. Read more »

I Said You Can Call Me Becky [MF] [age gap] [teen] [milf] [oral] [anal] [cheating wife]

*(This is a bit longer than my last one, but that’s because it’s inspired by two audios that are related. There are flashbacks in this story which are separated and italicized for your convenience. Thanks for reading.)*

It was just shy of two in the afternoon, an hour before her son would get out of school, when there was a knock at the door. Having been completely spaced out, mindlessly folding laundry, Becky almost jumped at the sound. The just past forty year old answered the door, surprised, yet somehow expecting the boy, or man really, who stood on her doorstep. He stood, easily a foot taller than her, making no attempt to disguise the fact that he loved the sight of her voluptuous form in that snug little sundress. Maybe he had been a bit for discreet before, but now, he was brimming with confidence. Becky hated to admit that she loved that cocky hint of a grin on his face.

“Hey there, Mrs. C. Mind if I come in?” He spoke as if he had no idea what kind of effect he had on her, but he wasn’t fooling anyone. Read more »

A favorite Memory [MF]

“Let’s go find the mixer!” I mischeiveously suggested to Emma. The glint in her eye told me I was on to something and we rushed upstairs to give Landon and Veronica some
space.

 

As soon as we got upstairs and before we even got through the hallway, I grabbed for Emma’s hand pulled her around so she was looking at me. I gave her one last chance to protest before I moved in.

 

Her gaze darted between my lips and my eyes. She seemed shy or coy, but she ever-so-slightly bit one side of her lip – one of my personal favorite tells.

 

All of the sudden our tongues clashed as she attempted to climb up my body, her leg wrapping around my ass and her mouth was pulling mine into hers. I wasn’t used to such a vigorous partner, and it emboldened me. I used my body weight to pin her back on the wall. I grabbed her wrists and held them above her head.
She flushed red and I could practically hear her wetness flowing as she pushed her mound into my hip. I spread her lips with my mouth and our tongues fucked each other. It was animalistic, urgent. Each volley of thrusts was bolder, deeper than the last. Read more »

Being a Peeping Tom lead to best sex ever [MF]

These are some stories of a wild sex life I lead prior to settling down.

Moved back to my mothers house after a bad 3 year relationship breakup. I would sit in my room going thru Craigslist Ads and chat lines just to try mending my broken heart. While in my old room I would look out the window aimlessly until one day I saw a silhouette of a nice thick woman. She had big boobs and a nice arse. Sometimes I would masturbate when I saw the silhouette and after I while I think she realized I was looking. Come to find out later it was the bathroom window I was looking out onto.

Eventually I got over the heartbreak and started to hanging outside with my old neighborhood friends drinking, smoking, going to bars etc…. Eventually I would meet this mysterious woman who I would watch from my window. She had long blonde hair, green eyes, 36C boobs and a killer body. She would occasionally say Hi and smile but I didn’t think anything of it but a neighbor being friendly and cordial. Read more »

“My Pregnancy Fetish Pt 2” [mF] [prego]

After some seriously hard,ball slapping standing doggie fucking, we were getting ready for round 2. Mrs. D went to the bathroom to freshen up and I went to the kitchen to load up on fluids.

“You ready for round two?” I asked

“Just about, let’s take it to the bedroom this time. My feet are killing me.” She replied from the bathroom.

I walked over to the bathroom doorway (she left the door open) and stuck my head in and saw her, in all her pregnant glory, sitting on the toilet pissing.

“God that’s fucking hot!” I told her.

“Come here.” she said.

I went to her and she took my half hard cock in her hand and took it in her mouth. Well, my dick didn’t stay half hard for long. After about 30 seconds of long, slow strokes with her mouth I was fully erect and ready to fuck.

“I can’t tell you how much fun it is to have a man be able to go again 10 minutes after we just finished. My husband could never do that. Well, not without several little blue pills. With this pregnancy making hornier than a 15 year old boy, God I Love it. “ She told me. Read more »

The Bar [mf][oral][sex][rough sex]

I walked in to the bar. It’d been a really shitty day and I just needed a fucking drink. Boss called me in early, so instead of my already insane 12 hour shift, it became an 18 hour shift. I couldn’t even say I was exhausted. I’m used to it. I sat down at the bar and ordered a scotch with water. The bartender was swamped which felt sort of odd for a Thursday night. The bar was crowded. It wasn’t quite a club, but there was a dance floor that some people were drunkenly swaying on, and most of the bar stools were taken. In fact, except for the one next to me, every single seat was taken.

“Mind if I sit here?”

I turned around to see this fantastic looking girl. She was wearing a strapless, tight, black dress that showed off her fantastic tits and wonderful ass.

“I uh— no, no. Go ahead,” I replied with a sheepish smile.

“Thanks. Why is it so crowded tonight? Can’t a girl just get a drink and a seat?”

“I couldn’t tell you. I was thinking almost the same thing myself.” God damn was she attractive. “What’re you drinking? Let me buy a drink for you.” Read more »

The Appointment [MF]

The street outside was covered in shades of grey, the clouds unsure whether they would unleash another torrent of rain from the sky. It was the first dry day of the week, although puddles were still collected at street corners and intersections, I was happy that people had finally put down their umbrellas. At my height, I was always dodging sharp metallic tips wielded by clumsy tourists and the regular rush of pedestrians that filled the streets of Brooklyn in the late afternoon. Checking the clock on my phone, I realized I was running, but then again, when wasn’t I. Picking up my pace, I started to jog down the street, not wanting to be late for the photo shoot I had agreed to do this afternoon. The pay wasn’t much, but any buck helped, and the craigslist ad said he could wear whatever clothes he liked. Hoping to look attractive, I picked out my favorite pair of black jeans, which had a slight sheen to them, which wrapped tightly around my ass and showed a nice outline in the front, if my blood was flowing. I grabbed my old dark green and grey flannel from J. Crew, and slipped on my new Dr Marten’s boot, hoping that the photographer would like my style. Who know’s, maybe I’ll get a new profile pic out of it. I was truly feeling myself when I got into my sexiest pair of underwear, some black sheer briefs that left little to the imagination. I had packed an extra pair of blue jeans and a few black t-shirts just in case I needed to switch it up during the shoot. Read more »

Sticking my dick in Whaletail [MF] [Oral]

This part contains some uninhibited dick-ego.

So last I left off, I was in a FWB relationship with Crazy, who lived a few towns over. Crazy’s best friend was Whaletail, so called because her signature look was having her thong show above her waistband, much like Lita from the WWE in the late 1990s. She would often wear a g-string under her thong, as she considered the thong to be a fashion accessory and the g-string to be “real” underwear. Some people would call this a “trashy” look. Those people are stupid idiots. It was HOT.

Whaletail was 5’8″ blue eyed blonde with some wide hips, a big butt and D cups. She had a belly ring and liked to show off her midriff. She was much more subdued than Crazy (then again most everyone is), but she definitely fueled Crazy’s fire. She would egg her on and put bad ideas into Crazy’s head.

Personality wise, me and Whaletail had almost nothing in common. It was very difficult to hold a conversation with her when Crazy wasn’t around. Sexually though, we were extremely compatible. One day I was hanging out with Crazy during one of the “on” periods with her baby daddy (thus no fooling around on our part) and out of the blue she said Read more »