Every month, my conservative Catholic university does a genitalia inspection to make sure us girls are maintaining our purity. As a freshman, I wasn’t clued in on what would happen, but after this night, I could tell you all about it.

I (18F) attend St. Mary’s University. Think of a Catholic boarding school, but it’s a college instead. It’s only females, has a strict dress code, mass every Sunday, chapel every morning, etc. etc. You know the deal. I didn’t really want to go, but this was the only university that my parents agreed to pay for, so I thought it couldn’t be that bad. Oh boy, was I wrong.

Of course I expected most of the regular Catholic school drama that I mentioned above. But imagine my surprise when, in the middle of the night about a month into freshman year, a group of 20 men turned on all of the lights, started making a lot of noise, and commanded all of us to wake up and get out of bed. Let me set the scene. Just like a regular boarding Catholic school, instead of putting us all into dorms, we slept in a dormitory in bunk beds lined up in rows. Think maybe an army barracks, except it was a little nicer than that and the room was bigger to fit more girls in it. We had 4 rows of bunk beds that stretched to maybe 12 a row, so about 100 of us in total. Of course it took some adjusting to, but after some time it was normal. This night was far from normal, however.

When a Date goes off script [FM]

I�ve had people ask me if I�ve ever hooked up with someone other than my date on a first date, and well, the answer is a resounding

OH HELL YEAH

…and some of these hook ups gave me the most amazing memories.

The one that stood out –

Was meeting a tinder date at a bar one time, with intention of having sex after (of course). But it turned out that his online persona was more interesting than him IRL… I was almost literally bored to tears listening to him talk, and he wouldn�t stop. I was close to smacking me head into the table – when I spotted this tasty hunk of a man making eyes at me from a table that was behind my date. So as date kept droning on, we were making small signals at each other – a wink here, a nod there, slight smirk…

After a few minutes of that, I excused myself to go to the lady�s…and signaled to Mr Hunk. He was with a group of mates, and I�m pretty sure they knew what was going to happen just from the looks the gave him. He followed at a distance.

The time I (24m) tit fucked a therapist (49f) [mf]

First one got deleted so I reposted.
Bored during this hump day so here is another past, work related sexual encounter.

This story takes place a year before Covid. If you’ve read my other stories, this was after Rachel and I were no longer seeing each other and I had hit a bit of a dry spell. I finally graduated college and was working at a hospital-like facility where we had mentally ill clients that lived there full time. We had recently brought on a new therapist (we’ll call her Samantha) and I had never really paid her much attention while I was still involved with Rachel but during my dry spell, at some point she just started looking good. She was (in my opinion) the very image of a cougar. 49 year old Hispanic woman, librarian style glasses, hair pulled back professionally in a bun, light make up, a stern face, and a pantsuit type of woman. She didn’t smile often and was a little socially awkward. She spoke in very matter of fact tones with little emotion and had a very business attitude that said “get to the point” every time you spoke with her.

Wife is pregnant by lover [cuck] [preg]

In my previous post I mentioned that my wife has stayed in Italy due to Covid 19. She has taken a boyfriend. I watched this morning as she took a pregnancy test and we’re delighted to announce she is expecting her lover’s baby. We are all so happy. As a celebration I watched them fuck straight after. Please no negativity

The Bitch of the Pentagram [Chapter 2]

**Chapter 2**

Madelina was unable to get a good night’s rest for days, and each day she woke up sweating. Even though she stopped feeling the bead from her toy, a new pain arose in her lower abdomen. She also felt very horny all day and tried to ignore it while concentrating on other tasks. She still had nothing to eat nor to drink. The sudden waves of lust and pain made her stay close to her new home. So, she went around looking for edibles. She found some fruit trees and a well nearby. At a nearby normal farm she found a nice lady who welcomed her and gave her a few gifts right away. She was given some home-made bread, eggs, milk and cheese. Madelina was very glad, but she was suddenly overcome by an urge to strip the lady of her clothing and make love to her right away. This was due to her bending over to pick up a basket. Her large ass filled her jeans, but what was even more intriguing was the absence of a panties-line. After noticing that this large piece of ass was only covered by a worn out fabric, Madelina further noticed as she stood up straight again, that she had very long, healthy blonde hair for her age and some bundles were reaching down to her sweaty, see-through white shirt where she got a glimpse of large outlines of flesh balloons and their pink nipples, erect from the fabric rubbing against them. She somehow managed to restrain herself and excused herself by pretending to be in a hurry, because her new home was still a mess.

Melissa tries to find her friends and gets more than she bargained for [ENF][humiliation][rape][public][gangbang]

*This story is a work of fiction, and is in no way advocating for sexual assault or rape*

Melissa stumbled out of the security office nude with her face dripping with cum. She just finished getting used like a sex toy by security guards, and now she was on her own at Surgefest the biggest outdoor music festival. To make things even worse she was completely out of it on Molly.

As Melissa past a group of women they all stared at her like she was a slut. “Oh my god, that girl has cum all over her face. Disgusting” she heard one of them say to her friend. “There’s always girls at these things that are only here to fuck random guys” her friend replied. Melissa started walking faster, now realizing how bad this really was. She had to get her face cleaned up and find clothes fast. Melissa saw a wooded up ahead and ran for it, her tits bouncing like water balloons as she sprinted.

Friend’s mom rents me a room… let’s me into more [MF]

So a bit of background, when I was young I made a friend from across the street, Jonathan. His mom was a young (had him at like 18) but she got along with my mom so they were over a lot. We would play and our moms would gossip. I remember her being very pretty and telling her that (I was like 6 or 7!) One day they move. We’re still friends so we hang out at school, but I never see his mom again.

Fast forward like 16 years to 2014. I’m 23 years old and I eventually move to Las Vegas for work and rent a weekly apartment (you pay like $200 a week). My mom calls me and tells me that Jonathan’s mom lives in Vegas and she may have rooms available to rent so she gives me her number (got it from Jonathan’s grandma). I text her and she agrees to meet with me before renting me a room cause she has no idea what kind of guy I had grown up to be.

Yes, we did get caught (Part 2) [Str8][mf][Inc]

At some point, we heard noises from the master bedroom down the hall. Morning ablutions – voices – yes, both Mom’s and Dad’s. I couldn’t tell what was being said, but at least it didn’t seem to be terribly loud or emotional. Finally, the door open and Dad strode out. He walked by the living room, saw Chrissy and me, and spoke pretty much the last words I was expecting: a perfectly normal, cheery “Hi, kids!” I simply could not comprehend his sang-froid. Neither Chrissy nor I managed to greet him back, but he didn’t seem to notice anything strange. Instead he went to the kitchen and noisily began preparing breakfast. We looked at each other in confusion and Chrissy murmured “do you think…?” I wasn’t sure what she wondered I was thinking. Did I think Dad knew? Of course. He hadn’t seen us, true, but surely he’d been close behind Mom, and surely she hadn’t been able to keep her shock and horror hidden from him.

I [25F] was born with a disorder making it difficult to have sex. A few days ago, that all changed. Part 2!

I am so excited to bring you guys part two of my weekend adventures! I’m just gonna start exactly where I left off, which was when I woke up Saturday morning. I apologize for the late past, I was supposed to post this yesterday but I honestly just had a terrible day at work and went straight to bed. Luckily, today was a lot better so I finally got around to it. Enjoy~

The very first thing I noticed, was that I was sore! I felt thoroughly used. Honestly, the feeling turned me on a little bit. I glanced over to make sure that my coworker was still fast asleep, which he was. I was always so horny in the mornings, and last night definitely didn’t help in the matter. I caressed my body, running my fingers from my breasts, down my stomach, and over my thighs. I was doing all of this as quietly and as slowly as I could. When I finally reached my slit, I was only a little surprised to find myself dripping wet. I felt like a total slut, which was weird because I just had sex for the first time ever the previous night. Touching quickly turned into rubbing which then turned into fingering. I could usually only fit one finger inside of me at a time. I am not lying about being tight. I’m also not trying to ‘brag’. I’d much rather be normal than like this, but I digress.

San Fransisco, Hookers, and My Lesbian Friend [MFF] – PART ONE

POST 1 OF 2

Posting this from my porn account since I have no one to share it with in real life. It’s really like three stories over the course of a week but I’ll try to sum them up. By far the most surprising thing that’s happened to me in my ten-ish years of sex. I’m also gonna post it in two parts because it’s fairly long.

Fair warning, this is maybe 40% sex and 60% general anecdote. The details for me are all tied together. Also, CONTENT WARNING: Sex work, group sex, drugs, alcohol, show business, other fun things like that.

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I’ve got a really close friend from college named Melissa. I’m 25 now, and she’s a year older than me, so 26. When I met her we were both in film school, and she was a rich girl from LA with big dreams. She’s Coptic Christian, Iraqi. Her parents are brokers for corporate art installations. They’re pretty conservative, but right at the time we met she was first starting to discover her lesbian sexuality. I remember her gushing about cute classmates, or saving pictures of big titted celebrities on her phone.