Maybe I shouldn’t have given him that [vanilla] [cute] [toys]

“You sure that’s how you use it,” my boyfriend questioned as he tried to read the direction from the manual in the box.

“Yes bruh, it’s a vibrator, you just put the battery in and it runs,” I said annoyingly, yanking the box from his hand. My vibrator just came in that day and I was thrilled. It has a cutie little remote that controls it. It was pink and has a thick part to insert inside and a curve with another part massaging my clit. I thought it would be a fun gift for us to try out and it was on sale so i ordered one. It looks hella scary but I was more than excited to try it out.

Grabbing the remote control from him, I tried turning it on and the instant vibration shocked me like aunties in Bollywood movies. I gasped at the multiple speed my boyfriend could put it on with the app on his phone. We both looked at each other and laughed, it was gonna be hectic.

“So you wanna go to the dining hall now? Or are you not hungry” he asked after a while of me playing with my new toy.

A short stay at my aunt’s [MF]

This story happened before covid, you can skip to the more raunchy parts if you so desire.

So I [M] recently turned 19 and before heading off to University I decided to get some of my friends together and go on a road trip around Europe. However, my plans were cut short when my friends flaked on me last minute so I decided to go by myself and meet one of my friends who lives in Austria.

I had told my aunt [F] that I’d be passing through her city on the way to Austria and she suggested I stay a night at hers so that I could rest. I agreed, and soon I was on the road.

Now, I’d describe my aunt as a mature and attractive woman. I’ve always had a thing for older women and she gives off this enticing MILF aura with her perfect curves and thick ass that fills in any pair of tight jeans she chooses to wear. Her hair comes down to her shoulders and she has nice, perky. However, she has told me that she is very lonely as she was married previously but divorced due to the man being verbally abusive towards her.

On Display At The Art Gallery pt.2

An hour later they were sitting in the Denver airport waiting for a flight to New York. 
Kayla could not believe the size of New York city from the air. Buildings as far as she could see. She didn’t care for it.

Taylor had someone pick them up at the airport and forty minutes later they were walking into another gallery with a sign that read (Taylor’s world of fine art) 
This gallery was about the same size as the one in Denver but the art was different and did not have any of the southwest style art like in the Denver gallery. 

This one had more modern art styles, mostly nude paintings and nude bronze sculptures. Kayla thought they were beautiful. None had a porn feel to them. They were truly beautiful but at the same time they were erotic and very expensive. Some were as much as $50,000.00 dollars. 

Taylor introduced Kayla to another woman, she was younger then Teresa and dressed more punky. She had a ring in her nose and tattoo on her neck. Her name was Lisa. Lisa and Kayla visited while Taylor and some artist talked about a new sculpture he was working on.

The perfect getaway – part 2. (MF) (Spanking) (Masturbation) (Oral)

The cottage was insanely beautiful. It was very isolated and private, with a breathtaking view of the mountains. Its walls were actually huge windows, entirely made of glass (thankfully, it had automatic shutters that would cover up the glass and leave the room dark anytime of the day). It had a small but functional kitchen, a king size bed and the best spot was by the jacuzzi, close to the glass wall in an angle that the view looked even better. I knew I had to hurry before he arrived – he was just letting the Airbnb host know that we had arrived, after all. So I immediately took off my clothes, leaving nothing but my underwear and laid in bed on my stomach. I put on the blindfold and waited.

Wife takes a new cock [Voyeur, True Story, Creampie]

Today was going to be an amazing day. The kids spent the night at a friend’s house, so it was just me and the wife, or so I thought. The wife had been talking with a new friend, one that I had hoped she would take the next step and spread her legs to and have the thrill of watching her be penetrated for the first time by another man.

Over the past couple of weeks, I could talk to the wife and convince her to begin talking to some potential prospects for furthering our bedroom entertainment. Taking this step was not taken easily or lightly, as I knew the wife had concerns about how it would play out and what ulterior motives might be associated with my asking.

As the days progressed and we complete profiles on different online sites to try and find a perfect match for her, we began getting flooded with responses from prospects that desired more than to take my wife and enter her holes and fill her with their creamy goodness.

The Clown Collector [MF, rape, fiction]

#Clown Collector

##Prologue
Kate walked home from a long day of work, ready to relax in her apartment. When she walks in, she sees her boyfriend, Steve, sitting on the couch.

“Hey! Wait I thought you were working late today?” Kate says in surprise

“I got off early and wanted to surprise you” Steve says, with a smirk on his face

They hang out for a bit and eventually things start heating up between them. Eventually, their clothes come off and they start fucking.

While they fuck, Steve’s body starts to morph and change. His lips turn large and black, his skin turns white, his feet morph into big black clown shoes, and his nose turns into a big, bulbous, black clown nose. Eventually, Steve had completely turned into a clown, yet Kate seemed not to notice at all. Once the clown finished in Kate, they fell asleep right there on the couch. However, when Kate opened her eyes, she wasn’t in her apartment and she wasn’t on her couch.

##Indoctrination

Becoming a buttslut for my boyfriend aka my anal journey [FM]

First post here! Hiii everyone! :)

I’m really horny right now so I thought I’d write out my story about how I went from “I’d never do anal lol” to “wreck my ass daddy uwu” (aka last night)!

Growing up, I’d always thought of anal as terrifying and kinda gross and I was convinced I’d go through my whole life without ever doing it. Until… I got curious ?

It started off with a tiny buttplug, just to see what it felt like. It slipped in so easily (it was a really small one, about the size of my finger and I have small hands), and felt surprisingly good, especially when I used my vibe with it in. And to my surprise, it was really hot to have something in my tight little ass.

My boyfriend at the time was completely uninterested in exploring anal though (his loss lmao) so fast forward a few years to after I met my new boyfriend (let’s call him B).

First time swapping with u/youngcouple4fun [MFMF][MFF]

This story happened quite a few years ago between my ex-wife, Sarah, and I while we were still married. It was the first foray for either of us into Swinging/the Lifestyle/Group Sex.

Sarah and I had first started dating in high school, being each other’s firsts, and we ended up then getting married pretty young in our early 20’s. Without getting into something that is a story in and of itself, once we entered into our mid 20’s we decided to start exploring our sexuality more. After trying a myriad of different things, we decided that a great next move would be to try out the local sex/lifestyle club of the large city we had recently moved to.

So, for those of you who have never visited a lifestyle club there are a few things that need to be explained. First, off they are wonderous places, but the first time you walk in to one you are going to experience a complete and total sensory overload. Not only do you have the typical sensory input of a night club, lights, loud music, people moving about, but you also have to digest the tits and pussy. Literally so so much tits and pussy. The lifestyle can be very body positive, and the result is women openly flaunting their naked bodies. The first time experiencing it you are just completely awestruck, and we were no exception, walking around the club searching for words that never truly came to us.

[M]y First Time w/ The Future [W]ife

So I wanted to post this story somewhere just to relive it a little and I thought it’d be fun to share.

This happened 6 years ago when my now wife and I first started dating. She and I had been friends since we were kids, but finally realized that we belonged together after both of us had our fair share of ups and downs with relationships. Before we started dating, we shared everything with each other, including our sex lives. She knew about my dead fish of an ex-girlfriend and my tinder hookups, and i knew about the threesome she had and how she would have to whip out the toys after “unsuccessful” raves. Needless to say, nothing was off limits when we talked as friends, and it made dating that much easier since we basically had nothing to hide.

For context, she is 5’6” Asian, really thin but with wide hips, and long, straight black hair. She has small, but perky and really sensitive tits. I am a 5’9” Asian, fairly muscular and an average 6” cock. (I’m not gonna oversell myself here, but know that I always considered myself punching up with her).

Night Work At The Theater Part 2

Grabbing the back of my head, Al pulled my head forward hard, until my face was pressed against his groin.
Followed by Al uttering, “Sweet baby, I’m cumming!!!
followed by his cum overflowing my mouth, and down my chin.

PART 2

The next evening, as I showed up for work, I was a little bit nervous.
What was Al going to think of me?
Last night I submitted myself to him on the spur of the moment.
I think I would be devastated if he sent me away because he was embarrassed by what had happened.
Well, I had to go up to the booth to find out.
So screwing up my courage, I walked up the stairs, and unlocked the door to the projectionist booth.

As I entered, Al greeted me with a hearty slap on the back, and a handshake.
It appears to me that there wasn’t a problem from Al’s point of view, this was a welcome relief.
“Frank, good to see you my boy, I had wondered if what happened last night might have put you off from coming back to work, I’m glad to see that my fears were misplaced.