u/DifficultMarket7224

Please DM me immediately; I'm in the mood and really wet.

My friend has always been the type to flirt with everyone.

Guys, girls, strangers, cashiers—it didn’t matter. That was just his personality, so I never took any of it seriously.

At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.

We’d been friends for almost three years, and somewhere along the way I developed a crush on him. Nothing dramatic. Just the kind of crush that makes you notice every smile, every compliment, every time he sits a little too close.

I never planned on telling him.

Last weekend, a group of us went out for drinks. Nothing crazy, just friends hanging out. By midnight, people started leaving until eventually it was just the two of us.

We ended up walking through the city talking about everything and nothing.

The conversation felt different that night.

More personal.

More honest.

At one point he asked me what my biggest regret was.

I laughed and said, “Probably all the things I never said.”

He got quiet after that.

A few minutes later he asked, “Like what?”

I shrugged and tried changing the subject, but he wouldn’t let it go.

“Come on,” he said. “Tell me one.”

The problem was that the answer was standing right next to me.

Eventually we stopped at a small park and sat on a bench.

The silence between us felt heavier than usual.

Not awkward.

Just full of things neither of us was saying.

Then he looked at me and smiled.

“Can I tell you something?”

NSFW :)

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I recently learned about Dream Singles, and I'm wondering whether anyone here has actually used it. Although the website is intriguing, I noticed remarks regarding phoney profiles and pricey communications.

Has anyone here met a real person on Dream Singles? Do you think it's worth a try, or are there better dating sites

Please DM me immediately; I'm in the mood and really wet.

I was at a party with my roommates, and it was packed; you could barely move without bumping into someone. Finding a seat was practically impossible. A few of my roommates had taken up a few chairs, but the crowd was overwhelming. I spotted a group of guys who had seats, and one of them caught my eye with a playful wink. Our eyes met, and he patted his knee, inviting me in. Biting my lip, I hesitated. I wasn't wearing anything under my miniskirt—did I really want to rush things? But the thrill lingered. I walked over to him, leaning in just enough to show him a bit of my bare skin, then sat on his lap, gently grinding against him. His friends were engrossed in their conversation, unaware of the tension building as he hardened beneath me. He leaned forward, rested his chin on my shoulder, and whispered, "You have incredible control." I squirmed in his embrace, feeling his arousal building. Turning to him, I murmured, “Put it on.” “What?” he asked, surprised. “Nobody’s watching,” I joked. “You don’t want to?” After a short pause, he unbuttoned his jeans, freeing himself. I lifted myself slightly, guiding him to my entrance, then collapsed onto him. He moaned softly in my ear, filling me completely. “There are so many people here,” I whispered, turning away, “and none of them know you’re deep inside me.” He grabbed me by the waist, his movements subtle but deliberate as he thrust into me. I rocked in his lap, blending into the chaos of the party. No one seemed to notice us at the drinks table, not even the people filming TikTok videos nearby—I might have been in the background, but no one knew what was happening. I bit my lip as pleasure surged through me, reaching a climax as I squeezed my thighs together, shuddering. He panted against my neck, finishing inside me a moment later. I stood, shielding him as he readjusted himself, then leaned in for a quick kiss. “Thanks for the seat,” I said with a smile. He smirked, saying he would always be my chair. I hoped he meant it—the thrill of feeling him throb inside me, my heart pounding, was unforgettable.

I love incest; it would be a mother and son, or an aunt and nephew. We would live a life full of love and fun in a van. I would spend 19 years renovating and designing a school bus, transforming it into my perfect one on the way home. You, my sweet boy, would ride with me everywhere, we would travel nonstop, having our naughty sexual adventures wherever we could, because I've always been a sexual person, and I was teaching you how to please me, preparing you to be my ideal future husband. It would be full of love and tenderness, full of sadness, of course, but also full of sweet, romantic moments.

Or, alternatively, we would still live a life full of love in a van, but instead of pure, loving, romantic love, I would be a naughtier, more mature mom/aunt where I would be available without limits. I love meeting people and bringing them to the van to fuck them. I'm almost always naked, even going into restaurants and bars naked or in a bra for parties.

These roles are really only for chubby/fat guys, because I don't like muscular or "athletic" guys. I definitely prefer pretty, ugly guys. I love less attractive men because they give better compliments, and I also love musk/smegma. I also love drinking cum and urine. I have many kinks and limitations; I'll send them to you when you message me. I also love having my food covered in urine or cum! A little tip, Mwuah Mwuah, let's come up with some ideas together