I [F23] tried to avoid masturbating for weeks but today I caved…

Written a little while ago but thought I should share what I wrote here too:
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Normally I’d write a longer post, and I might write a longer update to go with this, but I’m so horny right now I just wanted to share what I’m feeling.

Over Christmas and new year, since I was going to be at my parents with a lot of family around, I decided it was a good opportunity for me to try to detox from Reddit (specifically from porn actually) and I tried to cut down on how much I was masturbating (see some of my old posts to see how obsessed I was/am). I haven’t really felt like I was getting too pent up, but today I realized, somehow the sexual tension had built up to an extreme level inside me.

The Warrant O[f]ficers wife #TrueStory #NorthCarolina #Massachusetts

I guess I should be fair and start this by saying this is another long story. I have been accused to writing “porn for women” because there is always so much back story and not enough sexual detail. It is what it is and I don’t apologize. Just know up front that this is my style and if it’s not your thing, you might want to move along. My last story only got 17 thumbs up so I suspect the length is the primary factor.

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Once upon a time I was a young Marine sergeant stationed at a Marine Corps base in North Carolina. I was assigned there twice, once as an artilleryman and again a few years later as a reclassified infantry Marine teaching at a schoolhouse. This story begins during the second tour.

I should preface with that I neither cheated with anyone or on anyone. The lovely lass in question was single at the time and only became the warrant officer’s wife years later. More to that in the paragraphs to come.

The second time my gf (24) ate my ass I (29) came instantly. [MF]

The second time my gf (23) ate my ass (29) and made me cum instantly

My girlfriend Jen and I met online during the pandemic have been going strong since. It took us a few months to have sex because we decided to take it slow…real slow because we didn’t want to rush into it. I didn’t mind because we always had a good time regardless.

I’m Indian, 6’0 pretty average build good head of hair and a decent amount of girls would consider me “cute” or “handsome”. Jen was your typical blonde bombshell. An absolute dime piece that I somehow won over with my jokes. Her ass is the perfect size and has c cups. She has a very bubble personality but I would later find out is an absolute freak.

Once we started having sex we started to explore our porn kinks and I said I get off on girls giving rimjobs and eating men’s ass. I didn’t think much of it as it was porn and I never thought I would get one irl or even enjoy it.

Getting worked up and edging my mind away [FF] [Foreplay] [Edging]

Yesterday, Miss teased me about being her little edgeslut. She poked fun at how horny and needy I always was, how my little dumb girl slutbrain couldn’t think of anything more than the desire between my legs.
I was ordered up and into my bedroom. Next to my bed, she grabbed my face with a single hand, directing my gaze at her.
“Slut. *My* slut.”
Silently holding eye contact for what felt to me like forever, she then took her hand off my face.
“Onto the bed,” she said with little warning, pushing me onto my back. She ran her fingers over my body, and kissed me on the lips, and then on the neck, then on my breast, then my tummy, then my thighs, then my cunt.
I was squirming with anticipation.
She caressed my thighs, all around my needy pussy. It was so ready for more touch. I looked down and locked eyes with her, silently begging for what I so desperately wanted. She could read the arousal on my face clear as day.
Without saying a word, she kissed my clit, just for a moment. And then she got up.
“Horny little thing. You’re just a wet, needy toy. A silly slutbrained dummy, thinking with her cunt… Just how I like you, even when I’m not playing with you… I have some important things to do. You have permission to occupy yourself with some porn if you’d like. Just touch and edge and rub your mind away.”
Given permission, all worked up, and left alone, I couldn’t *not* think about it. All that mattered to my brain was the desire between my thighs. Touching my cunt, I was already so wet. It’d be pointless to do anything else.
So I started looking at porn, fingering myself, rubbing my clit, rubbing my mind away. Good girls don’t cum. Good girls edge. Good girls edge their minds away.

Actions and Consequences: Part Four [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Sex Workers] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Huge Ass] [BBW] [Curves]

Things had gone from bad to worse. To say I had dug myself into a deep hole would be an understatement. Marge had turned my day-to-day life into a hell on earth.

If I was not doing her work for her, I was doing her chores, anything from picking up her lunch to walking her dogs. She wasn’t the only one that was hard to deal with at work.

Kendall had kept accurate to her words. There wasn’t a minute of the day where she wasn’t looking over my shoulder. Everything I did, every motion I made, she was there.

On the home front, things had gotten better. Timothy wasn’t allowed to permanently take the kids out of the state without my permission. I still had visitation rights, but not at my home and always with a chaperone.

“Cow-tits!” Marge said as she came around the corner to look at me.

“What,” I said as she stared at me.

Marge threw a piece of paper onto the table. “My dry cleaning needs to be picked up at eight.”

An Unforgettable Night [MF] [Cons] Pt 3

Chapter 3 – Homecoming

Fortunately for Katie, the taxi ride didn’t take too long, or she may have lost her new found confidence. As it was they had very shortly arrived at Lukes modern and obviously expensive apartment.

He had quickly paid the taxi driver and ushered her inside and shown her straight to the bedroom. Immediately he took her by the hips and pushed her against the wall, passionately kissing her. Katie could feel his hard cock pressing against her but still she managed to playfully push him backwards towards the bed. Luke dutifully obliged and fell backwards onto the bed, propping himself up at the elbows and watching her.

Katie reached up and under her dress, hooking her fingers around the top of her underwear and pulling them down. She wiggled out of them and let them drop to the floor, stepping out of them and discarding them into the corner of the room and asked Luke in a whisper: “Do you want me with my dress on or off?”

Solving a dead bedroom is as easy as fucking in your sleep. In fact, that’s exactly what it is. [M/F]

It’d been so long since we last had sex.

Maybe it’s your work hours. Maybe it’s mine. Maybe it’s finances, or your mum’s health issues, or the ever-pressing state of the world. Either way, I’ve grown colder to you in these past months. Withdrawn. My fully clothed back, turned towards you and wound inpenetrably tight inside the blankets, has become the only bedtime sight you’re accustomed to lately.

So when I sat you down for a chat, you were open. Hell, you would’ve been open for nearly anything. Fuck other people? You got it, baby. Put on my robe and wizard hat? Anything for you! Seriously, *anything* to get back to those days where we fucked each others’ brains out each day of the week. You loved me, but porn could only take you so far. You wanted to connect, as cheesy as it sounds, to enjoy the physical proof of our relationship—and here I was, offering you a solution.

“I know I’ve been tired lately.” Understatement of the year. “A little standoffish.” Just a *little*? But you know something’s coming, so you keep your mouth shut. I sigh. “And I know we haven’t been having as much sex as we used to.”

[MF] That time I [M19] dabbled with BDSM with a girl [F18] from my university

This story starts in my first year of university, I had just transferred from another school and boy was I ready to enjoy myself. Now I am normally the introverted nerdy type, couple this with spending 5 years in an all-boys school, needless to say, I was not the best with women at this point. I hadn’t so much as held hands with a girl let alone made love to a girl. Anyways, although I’m a very sexual person, I don’t normally do things like dating apps or parties or really go out of my way to try and get chicks. One day, as I was in class, I could feel my phone burn a hole in my pocket. I quickly pull it out and it was my friend. He went on to text me about this one girl, Riley, who had mentioned that I was cute to him and he had to set me up given the perfect opportunity. I saw her picture, she was a cute-looking redhead with curves in all the right places, and an innocent smile that would make any man’s heart flutter. So I took down her number, texted her and asked her on a cute little date at the coffee shop across the street from my dorm.

And this is why you hydrate [FM]

I don’t know how else to write this, y’all. I’m about to lose 80% of you through length alone, but I promise this did not work if I broke it up into parts. It took me a really long time to write this and even longer to decide if I should post it. It’s one of my more more vulnerable and degrading moments.

Here goes…

This is going to be one of those stories where I ask you don’t judge anyone in it. We had established safewords and boundaries of consent. I also would probably not engage in this without a very trusted partner.

*All the TWs? This one gets odd.*

I had a partner who used to make me beg for orgasms. Weird things come out of my mouth when that is happening.

*I usually only write things I think are hot, but I’ve said some crazy things in bed that make absolutely no sense.*

So one thing I often said was, “I’ll let you do whatever you want.”

He once took me up on that.

I confessed to my coworkers, that I want to be Gangbanged [FM]

I’m a receptionist at this construction supply warehouse. Think lumber and forklifts. I only got the job because I’m also a stripper at this local club. One of the club patrons happened to work at the warehouse, and said they were looking to hire a receptionist. So yeah, stripper + receptionist.

At the warehouse, my coworkers are more the blue collar type. I’m literally the only girl in the place. Pretty sure I was hired to look pretty, be eye candy and to do basic administrative tasks. But whatever, it’s medical benefits, you know? So one day, we had a vendor come into the warehouse, making his pitch and offered to take a few of us out for happy hour. Sure, if you’re paying, then I’ll go out.