A night I will never forget. [M23, F23, F24]

Just going to set this up so you understand the situation a bit better as whole.

Also, this is going to be long. So get a cup of coffee or something and chill for this one :)

At the time, I was 23, my GF (Samantha) was 24 and her best friend (Lucy) was 23. I had been with my GF for around 3 or 4 years at this point. At the time, our relationship was rocky at best. I stuck around because I didn't know really what life would be like without her and I didn't want to find out. I had developed some major trust issues with her and really everything was a ticking timebomb. I knew that, which is why I had no qualms about what happened that night.

So yea, I met my GF pretty much the first night of University and she, along with the other girl struggled to meet new friends for whatever reason. Lucy lived in the University Halls the room opposite mine, so I was able to get her and my GF to start hanging out together, so they became best friends, at University.

Work & Reward [Mf, huml, race]

This is a x-post of my own story from /r/BDSMerotica

She'd never fit in. She'd struggled, growing up as the child of immigrants in a small town where everyone else had pale skin and enjoyed the benefits of family roots that stretched back for generations. Instead, she found herself an outsider, required to rush home from school each day to help her parents in their little store. She sold junk food and sodas to her classmates and cringed whenever her father tried to make small talk with them in his embarrassing accent.

When she looked in the mirror she saw different eyes, different hair, different skin. In her small town, different was bad. When they found her alone her classmates had teased her. She heard them imitating her parents' accent behind her back, and she heard the slurs, tentative at first then louder as she grew older.

She seethed with silent anger when she heard slurs, most of all when they used words that didn't even apply to her ethnic background. Didn't they even know anything about the people they were mocking! What a silly thing to worry about, she told herself, and she kept her head down and did as she was told.

Boredom+Tinder+Horniness=Day of sex [f/m] [f/m] [f/m]

For those who haven’t read my stories before here’s a brief bit about me: I’m 24 years old with brown hair and green eyes. I’m 5’5” about 115 pounds. I have a nice butt (look at my post history for pics of it) and B cup boobs. I’ve always been told I’m “very cute.” I’ve gotten “sexy” and “pretty” more in the last couple of years it seems like. I grew up in a very straight-laced family and I have for the most part always appeared to be straight-laced as well. I’m kind of your typical all-American girl, was in a sorority in college etc. I realized in my teens that I have an abnormally high sex drive. I acted on it some, but didn’t start sleeping around a lot until I turned 20. I’m pretty much what most would describe as a sex addict now, but my family and friends would never suspect.

Pet [Mdom[fsub][roleplay][oral]

“Lori, number 3.” The voice comes over the little speaker and a grin traces its way across my lips. I am Lori and my owner is behind door number 3.

I am sitting at the little makeup desk in my office. I pick up the black leather collar and buckle it around my neck. I love the way it feels, just snug enough that if my owner tugs, it bites a bit. I like that. Pain is a good reminder, a good teacher.

Are you going to watch me? Here, sit here in my dressing room and watch the television. See, you can see my master there. He can wait a few moments, it only makes it better.

What? Wow, you don’t have to be so judgmental. You have no idea who I am or what happens here. I mean, let’s not forget, a few seconds ago, you said you were a little intimidated by…all of this.

Here, let’s see if I can’t put some things in perspective, help you to understand what you are about to watch or witness or whatever you want to call it.

My [F] Horribly Embarrassing Saturday Night with Friends [GROUP]

I've been wanting to share this story with someone for a while, but its too embarrassing to tell without being anonymous. I'm sure a lot of you guys will find this story hot or sexy, but I still shy away when anyone brings it up.

Background Info:
This happened about 2 years ago. I was a freshman girl in college, and I already met a big group of friends. We all had only known each other a few months, as we were in our second semester. The last Saturday before finals began we decided to rent a cheap cottage on the beach to party.

Story Time:
Everyone arrived late afternoon on Saturday. Including myself there were 8 of us. 6 guys and 2 girls. I didn't like many girls, so I stuck to my group of guy friends, and the only other girl was one of my good friends Rachel. We started drinking as soon as we got there, and by 8 PM we we're pretty drunk. I'm a lightweight, but I drank more that night than any other time in my life. Rachel and I have never hooked up with any of the guys in our group before, and we really never talked about it. My friends nickname for me was Mousey, because I was kinda shy, a little quiet, and I'm extremely petite. Like 4"11 100 lbs petite. Because of this most of the guys in the group flirted with Rachel more. They would occasionally call me cute, adorable, etc. but nothing more than that.

My Confession [m/F]

God I was horny. I wasn't sure if it was because my biological clock was ticking, or what but I found myself constantly horny. More annoyingly, my husband seemed to have lost interest in sex. In the few times I mentioned that having a baby would be nice, he would half heartedly fuck me or complain that he was tired. I had tried everything, sexy lingerie, costumes, shaving my pussy, he didn't seem to care. I signed to myself, a bit too loudly. We had just finished prepping for a large sales bid and the sales team which I led was seated at a large table. One of the young technical sales guys Ed, looked up and asked, "Mrs. Smith, are you okay?"

I looked up and said, "It's just been a long day." Jolted out of my hazy state, I got back into the conversation as if nothing had happened. When dinner was over, I said, "I need to go do some email. Who wants to join me for a nightcap in an hour?" Around the table, everyone politely declined, saying that they needed to catch up on work. A bit disappointed I said, "I'll be down here for whoever wants to join."

The Girl all the Bad Guys want (m/f)

I'd been hearing about a woman called Amy who wouldn't let any of my friends anywhere near her. I was told all kinds of things about her – how self important she was, how much she talked about herself, how much she thought of herself. They set her up as unconquerable.

That suited me. I wasn't going to try my luck. In that group of friends, I was the physically imposing one they hid behind when a night's drinking turned argumentative. I'm tall, hairy and while not especially muscular or well built, people don't want to make me angry. I'm not a looker, either.

I came back to my home town after working away for a while and met Amy, and her housemate Paul, on my first night back in the pub. Amy was a blonde and blue eyed swimmer from Up North. She was average height, entirely flat chested, slightly clumsy and she laughed easily. I asked her lots of questions, she answered them, we had a bit of a giggle. She mentioned her boyfriend several times, which solved at least one mystery.

The afternoon swim (mmf) got us hot (mf)

I have to admit I'm running out of true stories that result in strictly 'wild' sex but still have a few wild experiences that get me off thinking about, so perhaps some of you readers may as well. I've alluded to this happening in past posts but only briefly described the situation.

So my ex-turned-FWB, Cass, lost a bet that she proposed and owed me a few favours. One of those was going topless at a public beach with a friend of mine along for the show. She had gone topless at the beach quite a few times in the past for me, but always insisted it was somewhere she would not run into someone we knew. The prospect of this trip had her quite nervous, though a little excited as well.

I only knew two friends that I considered 'depraved' enough to knowingly participate in this. One of those she found "sexually repulsive" so that left just one candidate, Paul. I called him up and explained the situation. He'd met Cass quite a few times in the past and turned out was especially keen to cop an eyeful of her DD's. So it was set – he'd meet us in the car park of the beach the following weekend.

[m/f/f/m] A somewhat normal night turned into a wild one.

Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. I’ve been busy with work and life. For those who haven’t read my stories before here’s a brief bit about me: I’m 24 years old with brown hair and green eyes. I’m 5’5” about 115 pounds. I have a nice butt (look at my post history for pics of it) and B cup boobs. I’ve always been told I’m “very cute.” I’ve gotten “sexy” and “pretty” more in the last couple of years it seems like. I grew up in a very straight-laced family and I have for the most part always appeared to be straight-laced as well. I’m kind of your typical all-American girl, was in a sorority in college etc. I realized in my teens that I have an abnormally high sex drive. I acted on it some, but didn’t start sleeping around a lot until I turned 20. I’m pretty much what most would describe as a sex addict now, but my family and friends would never suspect. So, on to the story, this happened about two weeks ago.

Riptide [m/f]

Hey Y’all,

As many of you know I work for my father-in-law at one of the self-storage businesses he owns throughout Asheville. I won’t say which but I do wonder how many people come into storage locations through-out Western NC asking if Jen Dvorak works here in hopes they hear why yes she does. Then I come bounding out nude and suck their cock on the spot. Doesn’t that happen all the time? :)

Anyhow this past week I had something happen that I wasn’t expecting. While walking the premises doing my last check of the property for the night I heard some music at a very low level coming from one of the storage units. I could clearly hear someone playing a Ukulele along to the Vance Joy song Riptide. I know the song well as it’s one of my favorite right now. I thought to myself someone was in there and that’s fine as long as they aren’t living there. I didn’t want to disturb them but I was also curious who it was behind those metal sliding doors strumming along on their Ukulele. I couldn’t remember who rented that unit so it peeked my interest.