I [F] 22 just had my first night of passion with my bf [M] 27

I just got railed the hardest I’ve ever been fucked in my lifeeee. My legs still won’t stop shaking after 2 hours of napping 🤭

For visualisation, I’m a pretty thicc Asian girl, 5ft tall, with E cup boobies, a slim waist, and wide hips, with a modest behind (you can see it if you visit my profile). And my boyfriend is a modestly built Asian guy, 6” 1, with about 7 & 1/2 inches of cock at full mast (sadly he doesn’t post on this app).

It started after I pointed out a porn video that I wanted us to copy and he pretty much gave me a run for my money. We had just come down from dinner after work and were lying down in bed together when I showed it to him. He then immediately stood up, took off his boxers and then pulled me by the legs to the edge of the bed and took my panties off.

He slid into me so smoothly and I gasped because I could feel my insides being spread out because of his girth. He just looked straight at me while pounding into me; he would grab me by the breasts or shoulders to hold me down and pull me into him so he’d fuck me harder. My eyes couldn’t focus because it was too good.

35 (MF) My retired neighbors pt. 2

My retired neighbors pt. 2

As a few days passed after my first sexual encounter with the neighbor, she walks over with the neighbor who is directly in front of my house. She rings the doorbell and I answer, “hi there neighbor, we baked you some cookies” they both say in sync. “Thank you, you guys are great” I replied, as they both giggled and looked at me with a mischievous look as they walked away. My mind starts playing trick on me “damn, did she tell the other neighbor about what happened “? I brush it off and continue to work around the house.

Later on that evening I get a text from the next door neighbor (let’s call her Marie, the lady I had sex with, married to Frank) she asked “how were the cookies”? To which I replied “they were delicious, thank you, I Sansone for tomorrow”. She texted back “glad you enjoyed them, as I enjoyed you the other day”. I start to blush reading it, and could not find words to reply, and ended up texting her “thank you” 🤦🏾‍♂️ really, that’s the best I could do? But  nonetheless, she answered back “open your shades and take of your clothes, I would like a show please”  I was a bit embarrassed but replied “what about Frank, wouldn’t he notice?” She stated “he’s already upstairs watching TV and probably asleep”.

No Nut November (How I learned to stop worrying and love blue balls) PART 2

Authors note: *This is my second installment and my second attempt at writing erotica. Any tips, critiques or complements genuinely welcomed. Our intrepid hero who has going back to college as an older student and trying to get back on the dating scene after years of depression and anxiety has been taken in by a younger and smaller minx who has decided to tease and deny him though-out the length of “No Nut November”*

As I left Sam’s apartment my balls were aching and my stomach felt like it had a ton of bricks weighing on it. I had to walk down the stairs slowly and deliberately simply from how tender my testicles felt. The pain in my gut and my nuts was nothing compared to the racing trains of thought in my head trying to decipher what had just happened to me. I hadn’t been laid in a couple years and was never really good with relationships or intimacy so just cuddling with a small pale cutie seemed like a good way to try and get back into the sexual world. But the way she took control, they way she knew that I was nervous and helpless, the way she used me and when she talked dirty just hearing those filthy words coming out of her mouth made me feel a certain kind of way. Just replaying what just happened as I walked back to my place made me hard again, not painful hard like in that bed with her but still hard to control. I had never really been serous about “No Nut November” but the way she controlled me and made me squirm while she kept me on edge and watching her joy at my helpless leaking cock made me want to be serious about it. Fuck. My balls hurt.

Mom (with Daughter) Attempts to Ruin Son’s No Nut November – [MFF][incest][mom son][mother daughter][brother sister][nnn][tease][no sex]

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After noticing some porn magazines in the bin, Kelly went up the stairs to her son’s room to ask him about it. She was just about to leave for her yoga class so was wearing her dark purple yoga pants and a black sports bra that struggled to contain her large breasts and maintain any sort of modesty. As she approached his door, she tied her long, dark hair in a ponytail and knocked on the door.

“Jake. It’s Mom. Can I come in?” She heard a murmur and opened the door to step inside. Her son was laying on his bed, scrolling on his phone. She left the door wide open and waited for him sit up.

“What’s up, Mom?” He sat up on the side of his bed facing towards his her.

“I saw your, um, *magazines* in the bin when I was cleaning up and I was just wondering if you wanted to talk about, you know, anything?”

“Sorry, Mom. It’s just for this thing where I don’t use porn during November.” He was comfortable saying this as this sort of talk was normal in the home.

[MF] Vancouver local (early 20s F) picks up tall tourist (30m) from a cafe and puts on a show for him

V long… I was visiting Vancouver in the winter. I had a day to kill, and it was freezing out. I didn’t feel like doing much, and told myself I was owed a day of self indulgence after travelling, so went for a long enough stroll to deserve a decent coffee stop, and camped up at a long communal table in a fairly swish place.

I had an enormous book on the go, and got stuck in to it. As mentioned, it was freezing out, and the cafe was getting full with people avoiding the wind. I noticed a woman across the table from me in a felt beret, tight but tasteful sweater, tight jeans, nice boots, glasses. I didn’t stare or anything like that, I was just happy being warm, with my coffee.

The night I (F) fucked a guy on a stag do [FM]

This encounter happened a few years ago. It’s longer than I intended, I could cut a load out, but I enjoyed writing it 🤷‍♀️ (You’ll know the bit when you get there…)

First chunk is context and background story. The stuff after the first asterisks is build-up. Second asterisks is the sex. There’s a part 2, if interested ☺️

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I grew up in a tiny village in the middle of nowhere. There was a bus route that ran through the village twice a day(ish), out in the morning then back mid-afternoon, and taxis were insane money. The nearest town is only about 5 miles away so a quick drive (and an ok cycle, but not something that I’d do regularly). The population was just over 300 when I was growing up and has barley changed over the last 20 years. People come and go but it’s one of those ‘everybody knows everybody’ places. There is a small church, a school, a quintessentially British pub, a corner shop, and a slightly larger convenience store. Tourists often pass through when doing countryside road trips, there are a couple of holiday cottages that do well.

Gloryhole Setup for MILF

Several years ago, Craigslist had a “personals” tab where people would post about different sexual experiences that they wanted to partake in. Sometime around 2016 or so, I made a post about wanting to set up a homemade gloryhole in my apartment to suck of as many guys as I possibly could in one day (orally bi male here).

Reply after reply came to my email from different men wanting a quick fix to their sexual frustrations. Many didn’t care if it was a man or a woman on the other side, as long as they got off, they didn’t care. Well, this is when things turned into what seemed like a porno for me lol

Someone claiming to be a older female (50 years old or so) messaged me, stating she had a sexual bucket list and wanted to fulfill the gloryhole aspect of it. So, we agreed to meet. A made the gloryhole out of an old bed sheet with a hole cut into it. At first, I was naked with my cock sticking though the hole. She immediately drops to her knees and begins to suck it. After maybe 5 minutes, she asks if she can come on the other side of the sheets. “Of course!” I say to her. An arm comes under the sheet and appears a blonde woman, somewhere in her late 40s or early 50s. Thin build, about 5’4, and very beautiful. (Similar look to a Michelle Pfeiffer or Jane Krakowski)

CNC/RapePlay – Photographing my wife’s friend

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I recently got into photography and I really like it. I’ve shot a lot of different things from nature to dogs and a few people but in a couple days I have a shoot with my wife’s friend and I have wanted to fuck her since the second I saw her. She oozes sexual energy, without even trying. Her nipples poke through her shirts all the time and I can’t help but wonder what they look like bare. I want to pinch them and watch the grimace on her face.

She was disappointed I didn’t wear my work boots [MF]

Joan and I began bantering immediately after meeting on ‘one of those apps’. Unlike most women whose repeated half sentence answers indicated a desire to either play hard to get or simply a lack of interest, she was easy to talk to and was fully involved from the start. Her first message was long and to the point, I responded in kind, and within a day, we were both interested in meeting.

Within another day, she suggested a phone call, again, being direct and to the point. She wasn’t wasting any energy in determining if I was worth her time. I suggested we meet up that night, as she was on the road and I knew she would be available that night. She agreed, with the warning that her time was a little up in the air. We settled on a place, and the waiting until 6 pm began.

I was at the office, the usual ‘business casual’, but not really right for a first meet, I would have preferred to have upped it just a notch. So in order to set expectations right, I would have hated for her to have gotten dressed up and find me in sneakers, I teased her about the dress code for our first date.