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[MF] Enjoy your stay!

I [24F] live in a big city where so many tourists come and go and I recently learn that, tourists make the best partners. So, let’s just say that I have made myself into the “vacation hookup that they will never forget” kind of girl.

Tourists are fun, giving and generous, and they will fuck me like it’s their last night on earth. They’re social and open, since most of them are solo travelers.

The neighborhood I live in is beautiful and romantic and very close to a national landmark, so it sets the tone very well. Cute little bars, paved streets, warm lighting, the works.

I get matches quite easily on Tinder. I’m a pretty good looking woman and my bio represents my personality quite well. I usually match, then meet them the same night. Sometimes in bars, sometimes they come straight to my apartment.

Last guy I saw was a Brit. Tall, dark, fit and handsome, he has beautiful tattoos all over his arms. We flirted the whole day, and I could tell our conversation was firing him up. Charm, wit and dry humor. Threw in some suggestive pics. Left him wanting more each time. Read more »

Melancholy and Reminiscence (MM)

Sometimes you end up involved in things that when you look back on it, you have no idea how you got there. In my twenties, I didn’t really know what I wanted to do, and was renting a house with a couple of people. Nobody had a lot of responsibility, but the pay was okay enough that rent wasn’t a struggle for three people. One of my roommates (Bob) had a bunch of out-of-town peeps, so every once in awhile they would be gone for a few days, and my other roommate (Greg)was there to escape their family situation because it wasn’t that great. Turns out it was partly because they were gay, and they really wanted to strike out on their own without all the baggage. I had had friend-of-a-friend gay friends before, but nobody that I had interacted with directly as much as him. I was both eager to have a friend and curious about his sex life. Read more »

23[f] what it would feel to be a nude model and be immortalized forever

This weekend I spent a lovely few hours taking advantage of living in a major metropolitan city and FINALLY got to go back inside one of our museums. Far too few of us still take the time to remember that there is beauty in this world that is created out of the imagination of people, and we’re all not just a sorry lot, doing each other dirty and wallowing
in cruelty. The museum is also an amazing place to get hit on by the kind of men who open the car door for you and eat your pussy. If you have an exhibit pamphlet stuffed into the jacket pocket of a Brioni suit, I’m already wet before you’ve made your first witty observation to me.

So I was there with my friend, drinking in masterpieces while scoping out yummy MmmmmBAs and juicy JDs when we paused on this oil on canvas painting of a stunning young woman that, frankly, could have been either of us had we lived during the Renaissance. We both silenced the intoxicating click-pop of our Parisian heels in front of that graceful and fascinating creature, frozen for all time and all I could think to myself was, “good for you thot!” Now, don’t get me wrong, i almost fucking wept at the beauty that was captured by the artist, but this was no famous woman, she was some hot girl that some guy ponied up the cash to commission an artist to immortalize her. Read more »

Best Friends Part II

**Fair warning – this is long, too long for this sub but some of you asked me to continue my first post and I had a little fun with it. If you like it YAY, if you don’t…. sorry I wasn’t your cup of tea (shoulder shrug).**

*Abby*

“Hey Carter”

I don’t notice the man standing in front of me at first. His short hair is now longer and pushed to the side. My body surges with adrenaline as I politely glance over his strong presence. I let my eyes wonder down his chest, to the well-defined V leading to an obvious bulge. My skin heats as I look back to his eyes, the unmistakable caramel brown that is Carter.

I can feel myself getting hot and take a deep breath, now is not the time. I’ve missed him so much. It’s been twelve years and too much has happened. Read more »

[MF] A Late Night Movie (Cheating)

***I originally posted this a couple years ago and deleted it. Reposting for posterity. ***

*After a long time lurking in this and other true(ish) story subreddits, I’ve decided to share some stories of my own. I’ve had a good couple of decades of sexual activity and I’ve got quite a few stories to share ranging over that time.*

*About me: I’m 39 years old, 5’9″ and solidly built from years of spending time in the gym, but not so fanatically that I have no body fat because I still like pie. Suffice it to say I look good in clothes and I’m happy with how I look naked. In the equipment department, I’m nothing more than average all around.*

“I want you to answer the door naked and I want my dick in your mouth as soon as it closes and I’m inside,” I texted Tracy as my wife at the time went to bed with barely a “goodnight” to me. We were on the downslope at this point. We both knew the marriage was over but weren’t yet at the point of admitting it out loud yet. After putting my son to bed, I had planned on going to a movie alone – my escape from having to spend any more time with her than necessary. She was supportive of my plan, since she had about the same amount of desire to spend time with me. It was one of the few things in our marriage that we agreed on. Read more »

Keeping it in the family (PART4) (INCEST)

After they had left I just stood there for a few minutes. my mind was blank and my body was numb. if someone had told me that i died and just went to heaven i would have instantly believed them. But after a few minutes I heard footsteps upstairs and I realised I was still standing naked in the living room, completely drained and sweaty.

I should probably take a shower first.

I was half expecting that I would run into somebody as soon as I went upstairs but I didn’t see anyone. I just went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. After which I went straight to my room to take a quick nap before dinner. I forgot to look at the time when I went to bed but when I woke up I looked over at my alarm and saw that the time was 6:30 PM.

I went downstairs to see if there was anything to eat since I was pretty hungry. As soon as I walked into the living room I saw my sister sitting on the couch by herself. Read more »

29 [M] Former sex worker now a teacher.

I used to be a sex worker basically. I was an escort and a stripper and also did a few porn screentests. Obviously had lots of strange and interesting experiences.

Now I’m married, a teacher and online looking for someone fun and interesting.

Would love to chat with someone. Very open to questions. I’m straight but happy to chat to guys if they are curious to chat about the work.

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 16-18) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 16: Current Skills

*Huh?* Beatrice blinked twice. *They’ve made so little progress? I could’ve sworn that fat guy was about to blow his load at least five minutes ago! I was analyzing my stats and reading information tabs all this time, and yet…*

Beatrice did not have a watch to look at the time, but she had the next best thing her character’s information in which three of her stats had a clearly defined recovery rate per second. Beatrice popped open her information and checked the one stat that was recovering in points.

**Arousal Points**

1/30 (+0.01/sec)

*That confirms it!* Beatrice thought. *No matter how the system rounds up the Points to full, no more than three minutes could have possibly passed.* Read more »

Swimming class gone wild! Day 2 (M/F, teaching)

Since morning Tia has had butterflies in her stomach. Yes, she can fool anybody by saying that it’s because she is excited about her second swimming lesson, but deep inside she knows she has guilty pleasures, thinking of how it felt to have instructor Gupte’s hands touching her intimately. Nobody has ever touched her that way, on her titties, between her legs, she knows it’s shameful and not to be enjoyed, but she likes how it feels, she wants it, and as she thinks of it, she feels her legs pressing hard against each other.

As slowly as time was passing, finally it was time for her to leave. She almost ran the block over, her heavy titties heaving, when she reached Gupte Lodge. She went straight away to the pool side, finding Gupte there flipping through a magazine, in his swimming trunks. Gupte looked up, “were you running? You look out of breath. Sit here. You can’t get into water like that. Calm your breathing, massage the oil over your body like last time. I will help you with the neck, shoulder and back” said Gupte. Tia took off her dress, revealing her sap green swimsuit underneath. She sat on a chair and obediently took the bottle of oil. Again, under his watchful eyes, she massaged it on her limbs, and then out her hand inside her suit to massage her titties and stomach. At this moment, Gupte took some oil in his palms, and started rubbing them on her exposed back. Read more »