I [M] face fucked my gf’s mom during Christmas baking day

So my gf and I went down to visit her parents and have a baking day for Christmas last weekend. The three of us were baking a bunch of different stuff and having a good time. Her dad was out for the day golfing with some friends so it was just my gf, her mom and I in the house.

When we were getting close to finishing all of the baked desserts, my gf said she was going to clean herself up and have a shower. She walked to the back of the house to shower and left her mom and I alone in the kitchen. The two of us have had sexual interactions before so it immediately felt like something was about to happen. She was already looking at me and smiling the moment my gf walked out of the room.

Once we heard the bathroom door shut, her mom got down on her knees and pulled my pants down, letting my cock out. She knew she didn’t have a lot of time so she started sucking it aggressively straight away. She was fitting as much into her throat as she could, making herself gag and drool all over the floor. She pulled her shirt down, letting her massive tits hang out and kept sucking.

Lockdown loneliness led to me rediscovering how much I love licking pussy. [FF]

I live in the UK where we’ve just had our second lockdown (if you can even really call it that!). I live alone so the first lockdown was pretty lonely, and I couldn’t stand the thought of going this one alone again. I haven’t been on Tinder in a while so I redownloaded the app but as I was signing up I had a change of heart and selected ‘women only’. It’d been years since I last fucked a woman and I’d almost forgotten what it was like.

After a few days of swiping, I matched with a woman called Fliss. Fliss was 26, around 5’4 and had short brown hair, an arse that would make grown men cry and tits that you could use as a pillow. She was pretty. For reference, I’m 25, around 5’3 with mid length blonde hair. I don’t consider myself to be particularly beautiful but according to most men I’ve got a cracking pair of tits (36E) and lovely blue eyes. Can’t forget the eyes…

[FM] Accidentally broke the hotel bed after not seeing my boyfriend for months

When I finished my grad program, I decided to celebrate with a massive backpacking trip across central Europe. My job didn’t need me to start until the fall, so I had the whole summer to run around trying incredible food, sightseeing, and getting hopelessly, wonderfully lost. Some of my friends cycled through joining me for different legs of the journey, so I was never alone for very long, but I was rarely with the same friend for more than two weeks. It was an incredible trip.

The only downside was that my then-boyfriend (now-husband) Henry couldn’t make it because he had a new job that wouldn’t let him take vacation time in the first couple months. We would Skype over shitty hostel wifi when we could, but for the most part we just sent each other disjointed WhatsApp messages intermittently while on vastly different sleep schedules. Although we had been dating for over a year and moved in together shortly before I left, it was still awkward. After having finally ended the long-distance portion of our relationship, I felt weird that I was suddenly jet-setting off to have a vacation while he was stuck at home working a new job in the city where he had moved to be with me. So there was a healthy portion of guilt eating away at me whenever I saw a text from him that had been sent hours prior. This guilt was only compounded by the fact that I was scheduled to be staying in a hotel on the beach in Croatia on his birthday. Henry, for his part, never once made me feel guilty. But there’s no logical basis when it comes to spiraling thinking you’re being a selfish, shitty girlfriend.

First time sharing wife. [MMF]

First time sharing wife. (True Story)

Ive wanted to share this story for a long time and finally decided to type it all out.

This happened three years ago. My wife “Christina” (23 at the time) and I had been together for 5 years. We had one child at the time.

Christina is a 5’1” Latina. She has beautiful feet, thick thighs, a great thick ass, perky tits which are just at a hand-full in size and a beautiful trimmed nearly bald pussy with tiny dark brown lips. She has a slight “mommy tummy” which is hardly noticeable since the rest of her body is so sexy. I was her first everything. She had never even seen a cock until I took her virginity when she was 18. I am a white male, 6 foot, average build with a 6 inch cock with a high sex drive.

We decided to get a hotel in a large city about a hour from where we live. We had a baby-sitter for our child and planned this weekend to be about us. I had fantasized in the past about several different kinky fantasies including sharing her or watching her fuck someone else. It drove me wild to think about her experience another cock, especially since she had never been with anyone else, but had never expressed me desires.

Making out, fingering, and fucking my way through a break up [MF] [MF] [MF]

If you read my first post then you know how awkward I was in my early 20s. This story happens last year, about a decade later, after another long-term relationship ended. I’d like to think I was a bit more confident and had a lot more fun:

This relationship was one that should’ve ended long before it did, we both hung on, thinking it would eventually work. It didn’t. It ended friendly enough, we don’t talk, I mostly felt relief when she left my apartment for the last time.

And within hours I was swiping on apps: Tinder, Bumble, Hinge, you name it, I tried it. The first month and a half after the break up was fun, I ended up going on a lot of dates, but the three most memorable from that first month are Sally, Anna, Nadine.

**Sally**

48 hours after the break up I fucked Sally. We matched on Tinder and chatted for a few hours, our conversation full of sexual innuendo. Sally was South Asian, short, a little bit of extra weight at 5’3” and around 130lbs, but she was cute and clearly looking to have fun.

Workout friend (M/F)

This is a fictional story. A fantasy that I keep on coming back to when I daydream.

We met through common friends at a birthday party. Your bubbly personality and kind eyes had me hooked at once. Hours had passed the same day and we did not separate from eachother until everyone had left and the host started to clean. We shared phone numbers before leaving. It was like I had found a soul mate.

During our interaction that day we had realized that alot of our interests aligned. You were into fitness, exercising and dieting and so was I. We both had read the similar books and articles. We both had a sound view on it all, we agreed that you have to enjoy the journey and not get too obsessive in the details.

Around a week had passed since the birthday party when I received your phone text. You had seen me jogging in a park close to where you lived at the time. It turned out that we lived close to eachother. We both had a walking distance to the same park.

[M]y unexpected bisexual bar encounter

I was out one night with a group of my buddies just trying to have a good time and drink a little. I’m a 22 year old male, blonde hair, 5’8” about 155 slight muscular build. We were out all trying to find a lady to go home with. The goal of every adventure. We all went to the local bar and had a few drinks.

I had met a lovely lady and personally thought we’d hit it off. We were dancing, grinding and generally having a good time. I had never had such a hard on on the dance floor. She reached back and rubbed up against my leg with her hand almost egging me on. She looked back at me and asked if I had anywhere to go. I told her we could go back to my car or my place a little while away. All the while during this exchange, her friends came over and told her they were leaving for the night. I pleaded but she was gone.

My buddies and I went to the next bar. At this point we were all pretty intoxicated and had split up. A friendly fellow came up to me and asked if I’d like to smoke a bowl with him. I was pretty drunk and thought this sounded like a good idea.

Failed NYE night out ends with some of the best sex I’ve had

(This is the first post I’ve done and it’s waaay longer than intended so apologies but I remembered lots of detail)

So for New Year’s Eve a few years ago I (M21) was going to a bar with some workmates. On our last night out I had kissed one of the girls, and she was here tonight too. We’ll call her Chloe, she was 19, had blonde curly hair, good figure with a great ass. However, my ex had told me she was going out in the same city as me for the night, and was hinting that we should ‘bump into each other’. I almost regretted replying to her messages at this point because I didn’t want to meet up somewhere, especially with Chloe being here so I made sure I always dodged the question when she asked where I was going and just said we hadn’t decided yet.

(For context my ex had began to message me about a month or so before this having not spoken at all in 6/7 months. It started off as just friendly catch up chat but we’d been getting more flirty with each day, and some teasing soon began. For example, she would forward old nudes she had sent me, and I would tell her to try and not imagine how good my tongue feels right as she was going to sleep)

I [M22] hate [F]ucked my childhood girlfriend after many years

I felt like sharing a story of an old flame of mine. This is something I’ve wanted to get off my chest for awhile. I’ve made an alt account for this as tons of friends know of my actual account so i’d rather keep this as private as I can. However there are some remedies with this which I’ll get into.

This story happened a long time ago and I feel like sharing it here. The backstory is pretty important and long but if you want the juicy stuff just skip to the line -> ___________

# –Part 1: Angel–

Starting in elementary school I had a a very close friend… For the sake of privacy: Let’s call her Angel. She was a beauty even at a young age. She had a mix of black/white skin, Long curly hair and Bright blue eyes. We were very close through many years. We shared almost everything together growing up: Stories, Games, News, and anything that happened in school. Basically we’d hang out all the time and they were great starting school memories. We knew our friendship was greater than just ‘Friends’ when one day, during a big test, Angel and I were in a back room together alone. We were both in a Special Ed type class so they had to separate us from the rest of the actual class. I remember we made a promise to stick together no matter what happens in our future lives. It was quite emotional but we were just kids back then but it was a promise I’d never forget… although looking back on it… it did not hold up today.