In front of my window, I [F] have been getting ready for my neighbor, and today I saw him get dressed. [25F]

My enormous window faces his, and as our buildings are mirror images of one another, we are almost across from one another.

While all of our other neighbors keep their windows closed, I presume for privacy, every morning when I first wake up, I open my window.

Last week, after I had finished getting dressed, I noticed him on his computer with the blinds open. I questioned whether he noticed me even though it didn’t look like it.

The next day, he uses his computer once more as I go about my business. However, as I was ready to put on my shirt, I caught him staring. Since I like the attention and think he’s cute, I waved and smiled at him, and he did the same.

The next few days I avoid looking in his way while I chose my clothes while still fully clothed. In my perspective, having a small peeping Tom is kind of hot. I took special care to “choose out my outfit,” slant my head down to “study myself in the mirror,” extend out my arms, and give him a good look at my tits.

Chapter 3: A Night in the Garden [18F F/F] [Fantasy] [Lesbian] [Masturbation]

Things had progressed well since our time with the baths. Lily, Anneta and I had become somewhat of a thing in the weeks since. Though the baths after practice still worked as our usual meeting ground, we’d tried to be more careful since our last close call; which meant two unfortunate things: only two of us at a time, and we had to be quicker. In my case it meant I still wasn’t able to let Anneta go down on me, whereas Lily seemed to be getting more and more frustrated by how little time there was for us to simply be together. She was most at peace post climax with someone to lay with for a while, which I enjoyed. Now that a month had passed we were free to spend our time as we liked, though we were expected to use it honing our various skills, be it alchemy or combat based on preference. The lack of oversight made things a little easier but finding somewhere outside the baths where we could be alone and undisturbed felt like trying to catch falling arrows. As terrible as war was, it made peacetime in the Sisterhood feel like a prison sentence. In war we’d either be marching alongside an army or we’d be set up in small groups scouting some distant village, which would mean plenty of time and opportunities to sneak away together. What I really craved though were the Sisters Vigilant. In war only a few cohorts would be allowed to join, usually no more than twenty sisters in total from the hundreds spread out over the thirty something chapterhouses that dotted the country. They were given special dispensation to travel the lands in times of war and maintain order, allowed to dole out justice as they saw fit. They could rally town militias, and could even lead small armies if they chose to. They were the posterchildren of the Sisterhood, and the greatest source of the rumours of promiscuity that shadowed the order. Whilst I didn’t believe many of the rumours, particularly the ones about Vigilants fucking there way through whole towns, something turned me on about it, the idea of being treated like a goddess by outsiders who held only the veinest hope that I’d prove those tall tales true. Though that dream seemed so far away. If I had learned anything from copying ancient texts it was that things were the most stable that they’d been in nearly a century, and the last holy war ended three centuries before that.

The Rebis Inn [Transformation][Male to Female]

My name is Thomas and I’ve spent most of my fifty years on earth running scams and actual businesses alike. I was about 6’2”, with a body I kept in great shape. I was tan and had short black hair, barely licked with the grey of age. But all of that would change. I started out as jovial and trustworthy man I’m sure, sincerely trying to be the legitimate. As time wore on however, I guess I just got harder and more slippery. When I look back, I honestly can’t fathom all the failures scams I’ve gotten away with. I became synonymous with a commanding presence, and hard to approach no doubt. Don’t have to worry about employees in a grift right? Maybe it was just a midlife crisis, but it felt like every day the walls closed in further and further. I felt tired, sore and hyper aggressive. No amount of booze, hunting, women or even the odd man could calm me down for long or take away the sense of unease in my own skin. So, with nothing to lose and a new pamphlet courtesy of a friend, I booked that fated excursion. “Change your gender with just a pill? Even the queers wouldn’t buy this one.” I remember scoffing, but my friend wasn’t quick to pitch bullshit, plus he agreed that some mountain air may still be nice while I’m crafting my next plan.

My (30) moaning older neighbor (42) and the power of sound [MF]

I’m Swedish so don’t jump me if the English isn’t perfect. This is a true story from last year.

Just for backstory, I’m Vincent, your average 30 year old, 5’10 normal built body with a rather thick 8 inch dick. Earlier this year I moved into a new apartment building in a more upper-class part of the city without it being showboaty in any way. It’s a friendly building, everyone helps eachother in a neighborly fashion, greet eachother in the lobby and elevator. Mainly young couples and families, and me – a 30 year old living alone.

Anyway, needless to say I’m a rather active sexual person who is single and not uncommon to have multiple partners in my bed on a weekly basis. The neighbors have hinted on the volume and moans coming from my bedroom at more than one occasion. The walls are not thin, but it’s an apartment building so noise make its way through them.

Ride the Wind[M42F38][Oral][Creampie][Standing]

I’ve been riding bikes for most of my life and have gone through a variety of styles, from enduros to street bikes, but now I have a Harley Road King. It’s an older bike, 10 years old, but it’s beautiful. Hell, I treat this baby better than my ex. Not saying I mistreated her by any means, but Quinn, my bike was taking most of my time.
The chrome was spotless, and the tank had custom art and the tightest, straightest pinstripes you’d ever seen. The bright green stripes contrasted against the gunmetal paint job like nothing you’ve ever seen before.

I was riding back from a rough day at work and stopped off at a local bar called Hell’s Kitchen. The food is horrible, but the drinks are stiff and it’s easy to pick up a game of darts or pool. I’m almost a regular here and get along well with most of the staff.

“Double scotch?” Maribel asked from behind the counter.

“You know me too well Mari,” I said with a smile.

She grabs a 20-year-old scotch and pours a generous portion.

“Here you go,” she said, setting the drink in front of me.

Throwback to my roommates and I during the lockdown

June 8th 2020

I still wonder what I looked like to Astrid as I knelt there wearing the bright red lipstick, gaudy blue eyeshadow, and princess tiara. I didn’t used to kneel before my roommate sucking her strap on dildo while my other roommate casually masturbated as she watched me do it.

I guess a lot of things were different before quarantine. Like most things, it was a gradual change, one tiny thing leading to another. Five months ago I was moving into a small apartment with a friend of a friend of a friend and her friend before my second semester of law school. Three months ago I was on track to graduate in the top 10% of my class. Now…… well, now I can deep throat a huge strap-on cock.

Luckily neither of my roommates or myself got sick, but I guess quarantine got pretty weird for us in our own way.

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March 13th 2020

“Jesus this is getting fucking weird.” Astrid said. It had only taken her 12 minutes to find a news channel on the television.

[FF] The time I shared with my roommate during the lockdown!

June 8th 2020

I still wonder what I looked like to Astrid as I knelt there wearing the bright red lipstick, gaudy blue eyeshadow, and princess tiara. I didn’t used to kneel before my roommate sucking her strap on dildo while my other roommate casually masturbated as she watched me do it.

I guess a lot of things were different before quarantine. Like most things, it was a gradual change, one tiny thing leading to another. Five months ago I was moving into a small apartment with a friend of a friend of a friend and her friend before my second semester of law school. Three months ago I was on track to graduate in the top 10% of my class. Now…… well, now I can deep throat a huge strap-on cock.

Luckily neither of my roommates or myself got sick, but I guess quarantine got pretty weird for us in our own way.

************

March 13th 2020

“Jesus this is getting fucking weird.” Astrid said. It had only taken her 12 minutes to find a news channel on the television.

[F] I called my bull to fuck me on my garage while my hubby was at home

Ever since I met this guy at a orgy-party last week, I haven’t stopped thinking about that dick. I was obsessed! Big white cock, thick. Perfect to ride and to fill me. I sent nudes and teased him whenever I could. I convinced him to send me a video jacking off in the bathroom at work. All week, all I wanted was to sit on that dick.

On Saturday, I took some pictures to send to him, teasing him the whole time. So I couldn’t wait any longer. The horniness was killing me. My pussy was pulsing. I called him to come fuck me, in the back seat of my car, on my garage, with everyone at home.

It was already around 4:30 pm when he replied that he would be here at 6:00 pm.

I decided to wait in the car while I smoked and relaxed. I started to already feel my pussy getting wet as I remembered his tongue moving slowly over my nipple last week. I positioned camera and light to film everything for hubby. He arrived, opened the back door, sat in the back seat and I jumped on top of him (turning off the light with my head, unfortunately. In my haste to use that man , I didn’t even notice and ruined the filming.)

The Picnic (PT 1) [F34/M39][M/35][Outdoors][Threesome][Hotwife]

Waking up, Eric reached over and grabbed his phone. “Oh shit,” he thought, seeing a text from Lynn, “they’re actually coming!”

He had met Lynn a few weeks earlier at a bar, a petite brunette with cute ass, a breathtaking smile, and a wedding ring. They had a mutual friend that just wandered off and left the two of them flirting for hours before she asked for his number. Ever since, she’s been talking to him, flirting, occasionally sending a sexy bed time selfie.

She says her husband doesn’t mind, in fact he encourages her. And now he’s been invited to go on a hike with the two of them today. And happen to be on their way to come scoop him up!

Thinking fast, Eric throws on some clothes and grabs a bite to eat before they arrive. Teeth brushed and shoes tied, he grabs the last beer out of the fridge for the ride before heading outside to greet them.

“Hey!,” Lynn says, stepping out of the car, “good morning!” Her smile makes him melt a little.

“Hey gorgeous,” he replies with a hug, “you look fantastic today. As always.”

[F]23 I fucked my fiance’s boss to save his job.

My fiancé (Matt, 24M) works in sales, and since starting at a new company he hadn’t been meeting his targets. His boss (Jason, 46M) pulled him in for a meeting and told him he was probably not going to pass his probationary period and was therefore at risk of being fired unless something turned it around.

Matt was really anxious about this and told me everything. I work at a bar and make good tips but it wouldn’t be enough to pay for our upcoming wedding and pay all the bills. I asked more about Jason, and turns out he recently got divorced after having an affair with a younger coworker.

I was willing to do anything to get my fiancé to keep his job, so I asked him straight up if he thought Jason would help him out if I had sex with him. Matt was upset, but admitted he had no chance of being able to hit the targets and it may be the only way to keep his job.

I’m a 5’2″ slim Latina girl and at work I often have guys hitting on me and telling me I’m hot. Knowing what I knew about Jason I thought it worth a try. So Matt invited him over for a dinner.