u/SilkyNightingales

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When I was 22 I was back in my hometown while on summer break for college. I had hooked up with a guy the previous summer and we were excited to see each other again. In the year since we had last fucked, his family got a lake house with a boat about an hour away. He invited me to join him and his friend and asked if I could bring a certain friend of mine. She was also known for being relatively easy and was down to hook up with a hot guy in exchange for a day on the boat. I rode with my friend and ended up meeting him at the lake house before his friend got there. He ended up telling me to meet him in his room upstairs and I told my friend to start drinking while we hooked up.

He ended up fucking me in his bed and finishing on my back. Once he helped me clean up my friend and I got dressed into our swimsuits and by the time we were ready, the boat was full of alc and his friend had arrived. Our friends were flirting instantly. Once on the boat, we got out to open water and we really started drinking. I love drunk sex and the guys had plenty for us to drink, since my FWB was driving the boat he couldn’t drink, so it was more for us. I was on his lap while he drove and our friends were making out once he stopped the boat. He took me inside once he dropped the anchor and fucked me in the little cabin, cumming on my back and ass again. We come out and see my friend kneeling in front of him and blowing him. From there he takes my friend into the cabin and fucks her.

We played some drinking games and stripped out of our bikini tops, when we wanted them back teased us and said we had to earn it. The went on opposite sides of the boat and we joined them by giving them head again. My guy didn’t cum but my friend’s guy came in her mouth. From there were tanned and drank for a while before he took me back in the cabin and had me ride him.

We went back to the house and we were both exhausted so our guys took us to bed. Naturally we each got fucked one more time that night and both got fucked again in the morning!

So this is a story I've told exactly nobody in real life and I figure this is the place for it.

A while back some personal stuff happened and I ended up moving in with my best friend Jess and her boyfriend Ryan for a couple months to get back on my feet. For what was honestly a rough time it was one of the best situations I could have been in. Jess is one of those people who makes everything easier just by existing.

We were those type of best friends. Like genuinely those ones. Doors open, making out at parties for fun, zero weirdness about bodies or any of it. She'd been jokingly telling me I was welcome to watch her and Ryan since basically day one and I'd always laugh and go to bed.

One night we were all on the couch after a long week, a movie on that none of us were actually watching, drinks happening. Jess had shifted at some point so she was sitting sideways in Ryan's lap, his arms around her, and at first it was just that. Comfortable and normal. Then I noticed his hand moved from her waist down to her thigh. Then higher.

She started kissing his neck. He turned his face to meet her. I watched them make out for a minute and said something like okay really, right now?

Jess laughed against his mouth and reached for the blanket they'd had over them and threw it off. She was still in his lap facing me, her little sleep shorts pulled down to her thighs, his hand working between her legs under the fabric of her underwear. Not yet having sex. Just him with his fingers moving under the cotton while she kept her eyes completely on me.

"You're welcome to watch," she said, same as always.

I did not move.

His fingers kept working and she kept watching me watch her and there was something about that specific eye contact, her looking directly at me while her boyfriend's hand was between her thighs, that made everything in the room feel different. She pulled her underwear to the side so I could see better and I sat at my end of the couch and felt myself get embarrassingly wet.

She shifted forward, reached between them, and guided him inside her. The sound she made was small and specific and I felt it somewhere that had nothing to do with the movie still playing behind me.

He started moving slowly and she dropped her head back against his shoulder and her eyes found mine again and I had my hand between my own thighs before I'd made any kind of conscious decision about it.

She got on her hands and knees on the cushions after a while and he got behind her and that's when things got considerably less quiet. He started fucking her properly, deep and steady, and she was right there in front of me, her face turned toward me, and I could hear exactly how wet she was every time he pushed in and I had two fingers inside myself watching it and I came so hard at some point I actually squirted for the first time ever, all over the cushion, which was mortifying and also felt incredible and I did not stop 😭

Ryan started going harder. Jess's whole body was rocking forward with each thrust and she was getting louder and less controlled and at some point she looked at me and reached her hand out.

I moved across that couch so fast.

She grabbed my hair the second I was close enough and pulled me into her and kissed me while he kept fucking her from behind, her mouth sloppy and desperate against mine, her whole body trembling, and she came hard while we were kissing with her hand tight in my hair and her sounds going directly into my mouth.

Ryan asked where she wanted it.

She pulled back from me just enough to look at me and said her. Just that word.

He was already pulling out as he grabbed my hair with both hands and pushed his cock into my throat without any kind of pause or discussion and I am genuinely grateful for the years I spent enthusiastically giving head because I did not lose my composure. He fucked my throat slow, four or five strokes, and I could feel him already close, that specific twitch, and he came down my throat and pulled back and finished the rest across my face, warm and a lot of it, and I sat there covered in cum and spit feeling completely unhinged about how good I felt about all of it.

Jess pulled me in by the back of my neck and licked a stripe across my cheek and kissed me again and I laughed into her mouth and we all settled back on the couch and put the movie back on like three completely normal people.

We had a few more nights like that before I found my own place. We're all still close and it has never been weird for a single second.

I think about that couch a lot.

Matched with this guy on an app and met for drinks at a quiet bar. The chemistry hit fast. He had this low voice and steady eye contact that made me cross my legs under the table. We talked for maybe an hour but the flirting was already heavy. Every look felt like a promise. By the second drink I was wet and restless. When he suggested we continue somewhere quieter I was already standing.

Back at his place the clothes came off quick. He pushed me onto the bed and spread me open like he had been thinking about it all night. No teasing. Just the thick head of his cock pressing against me and then one long hard thrust that buried him completely. I gasped at the sudden fullness and looked down.

There it was. A clear hard outline rising under the soft skin of my stomach every time he bottomed out. A thick moving bulge right above my belly button that appeared and disappeared with every deep stroke. He was long and thick and he was not holding back. He hooked my legs higher and started fucking me in steady brutal thrusts that forced that bulge to push out again and again.

I could not look away. One hand stayed on my stomach the entire time pressing down so I could feel the hard shape of him against my palm from the inside. The more I pressed the deeper he drove. My soft belly jumped with every impact. I was so full it almost hurt in the best way and watching the proof of it only made me wetter.

He kept going hard and deep using my body like it belonged to him for the night. I came hard just from the sight of that bulge stretching my skin and the constant pressure against my cervix. My walls clenched around him but he did not slow down. He just fucked me through it making the outline even more obvious until he finally buried himself to the hilt and unloaded deep inside me. I felt every pulse and the bulge stayed visible for a few seconds after he finished like he was still claiming the space.

He pulled out and we both stared at the slight swelling left behind. No soft aftercare. Just the shared dirty satisfaction of what we had done. I cleaned up a little then left with my stomach still tender and my mind stuck on the image of that thick outline rising under my skin.

I keep pressing my hand there like it might still be there. Already thinking about another drink date.

i woke up to the feeling of someone in my bed. my legs were being spread and i could feel the tip of a strangers cock pressing against the opening to my pussy. i had been having a pretty sexual dream (normal for me), so my body was already ready for sex. my pussy was wet enough and my mind was craving what was about to happen to me.

this is what was happening. i had been talking to this guy online for maybe three weeks. no real names. no socials. just a lot of filthy messages back and forth that started off normal but had quickly turned sexual. he figured out early on during a discussion about our kinks that i have a thing for being fucked in my sleep, and he got very, very into it. like asking me specific questions about it. how deep do you sleep. do you lock your door. do you sleep naked. and i answered all of them honestly because i think i was hoping this would move past an online discussion and into something real.

the plan we came up with was both simple, and completely insane. i would leave my front door unlocked. i would go to bed naked, no blanket, nothing. he would let himself in sometime after midnight. i would not know exactly when. and he would do whatever he wanted to me.

i said yes to all of this a few days ago, and i wanted it to be a bit of a surprise so we didn't plan on any specific day. i told him it could be any day this week. i spent the next two days being so nervous i could barely fall asleep, and also so turned on i had to get myself off three times before bed the night it actually happened just to fall asleep at all.

it didn't help.

i fell asleep around one in the morning. i know because i checked my phone right before, which is the last clear memory i have before he fucked me.

the hand on my thigh was big. warm. it started on my outer thigh and moved up slow enough that my body woke up before my mind did. i was on my back with one leg pushed up a little to the side, and his fingers traced along the inside of my thigh and i felt my hips shift on their own, just slightly, just enough that he would have felt me react. i felt the pressure increase and he slid the tip of his cock into me.

"shhhh" i heard him whisper. i melted.

i still hadn't opened my eyes. my heart was pounding, but i stayed still because that was the whole point, that was what i wanted, and i didn't want to ruin it by being awake. i wanted him to fuck my sleeping body.

he pulled my hips up a little. just enough. his hands were rougher than i expected and he spread me open with his thumbs and i felt him looking and i stopped breathing for a second. then he slid fully into me. i was already so wet, like embarrassingly wet, like my body had been waiting for this longer than the few weeks i'd been talking to him about it.

"jesus christ," he said. low. like he was talking to himself more than me. "you're soaked. you actually wanted this. you fucking whore"

i didn't answer. my hands were gripping the sheet and i was trying so hard to stay still even though every part of me was screaming and pulsing with energy.

he pushed inside me the rest of the way and i made a sound i've never heard myself make. this broken gaspy noise into that i couldn't have held back if i tried. he was big enough that the stretch woke up a completely different part of my brain. the primal part. the part that just wants to be fucked like the slut that i know i am.

he grabbed the back of my neck and pressed a pillow over my face and leaned down close and said "you left your door unlocked for me. you don't even know what i look like. and you're this fucking wet. a whore. thats what you are".

i whimpered something that might have been please.

"please what? you don't even know my name and you're begging." he pulled almost all the way out and pushed back in slow and i felt every inch and i wanted to scream into the pillow and i did a little bit. "i walked into a stranger's apartment and she's naked and dripping and begging me to fuck her. you know how that sounds? you know what kind of girl does that?"

i nodded into the pillow. he laughed, not mean, just dark, and started fucking me harder.

"say it," he said. "tell me what you are."

"yours," i said, muffled, and it came out without thinking.

"wrong answer. try again. what kind of girl leaves her door open for a man she's never met."

"a slut," i said, and my whole body shivered when i said it and he felt it and he started fucking me harder.

"there it is. good girl. you're such a desperate little slut you can't even lock your own front door."

he pulled my hips up higher and the angle changed and i grabbed the headboard because i needed to hold onto something. he had one hand on my hip and the other tangled in my hair pulling my head back, and he was relentless, and i was making noises the neighbors could probably hear but i genuinely did not care about anything except the next second of sex.

"you've been thinking about this for weeks haven't you" he said. "touching yourself to the idea of a stranger walking into your house and fucking your little whore holes. and now it's actually happening and you can't handle it."

i came. hard. my vision went black and my legs shook and my eyes rolled back in my head. i lost the ability to form words and i just let out a loud and continuous moan. he didn't stop for a second. he fucked me through it and it turned into a kind of orgasm that had multiple layers, where you think you're done and then another wave hits, and your body just keeps going and refuses to stop.

"i'm gonna cum in you," he said. not asking. "you left your door unlocked and slept naked for a stranger and now you're gonna feel him cum inside you and you're gonna thank me for it."

"please," i said again. "please please please." i moaned.

he pushed all the way into my pussy and held it there and i felt him cumming. he groaned and his grip on my hips tightened and i laid there shaking and full of a man's cum whose real name i still don't know, and whose face i still haven't seen.

he stayed inside me for a minute. we kissed and pressed our tongues together. his hand moved from my hair to the side of my face and he pushed my hair back and his thumb traced along my jaw, which was so gentle compared to everything that came before it that i almost cried. it felt fucking amazing.

then he got up. i heard him pull his clothes on. i heard him walk down the hall. and right before the front door opened he said, still quiet, but just loud enough for me to hear from the bedroom.

"next time i'm gonna bring a friend".

you would think i would be spent from what had just happened to me, but hearing him say that just set me off all over again. i reached down and put a finger into my pussy and the moment i felt the mess he had left inside me i instantly started craving more. i'm almost ashamed to admit i spent the next half an hour playing with myself. finger fucking his cum even deeper inside of my pussy. i ended up cumming twice more before finally i fell asleep.

I don’t know why, but sometimes mutual masturbation is just so much better than sex. Last night my buddy Jake came over. We haven’t ever fooled around before but we got a little tipsy. I told him I was horny and wanted to touch myself so he said let’s do it. We went to my room and I put on porn that we chose together. I got naked first and he just stared at me. I got out a vibrator, laid down, and started having fun. He was amazed, and then he laid down next to me and took out his cock. It was way bigger than I expected, I don’t know why he’d have a small cock but it was probably 8 inches and too thick for him to completely grip. Soon I found myself just watching him stroke his cock and not even watching any of the porn. I noticed he was just watching me too.

I played it up a little bit and moaned louder than I normally would. I then started directing him. Telling him when to speed up his pace stroking his cock, when to slow down, when to touch his balls. He said he knew we weren’t fucking but could he touch my boobs. I said of course, as long as he kept being a good boy. He reached over and grabbed my boobs. He immediately started pinching and twisting my nipples and I just lost control. I asked if he was close and he said kind of; and classic dude line, his hand just wasn’t enough though. I fell for it, I was so fucking wet watching him stroke himself for me, feeling his hands on me.

I told him to put it in. I wanted him to fuck my pussy. Well it turns out he was actually close and needed just that extra more. After just 3 thrusts he pulled out and covered me. It was so much cum, he had to have been at least two weeks out from his last cum. He laid back down next to me and watched as I finished myself covered him his cum.

He then got dressed and left, leaving me there covered yet satisfied. I do wish I didn’t tell him to put it in though because now I feel like I need more sex, that was just a tease.

I never planned to fuck my roommate's boyfriend.

He was just there a lot. He was always on our couch or sprawled out on her bed, scrolling through his phone and behaving like the third roommate we never were supposed to have. My roommate was crazy for him. I mostly ignored him as background noise.

That night she texted him that her study group was running way late and told him he could wait at our place if he wanted. I came back from the library around eleven, and there he was, on her bed, laptop open, half-watching some show. He looked up when I came in.

“She’s still not here,” he said. ‘Would you mind if I hang out? She said it was cool.”

“Yeah, that’s okay.”

I laid down my bag and went to change. I emerged from the bathroom in old gray shorts and a loose black tank top, no bra. My hair was still wet from washing off. He glanced at me, then deliberately turned back to his screen. I sat on my own bed and opened my laptop. I didn't really look at it.

After a while he paused the show.

“You want to watch something else? This is kind of trash.”

I shrugged and walked over to her bed, sitting down near the foot of it and leaning back against the wall. He slid over to make room for me. We watched some sort of comedy that we didn’t really care about. The room was quiet, save for the laptop’s speakers and the occasional sounds of people in the hall.

I shifted some, and my knee brushed against his thigh. Neither of us moved away. A few minutes later his arm was on the headboard behind me. I leaned back, my shoulder nudging his chest. The air began to feel different, charged in a way that caused my skin to become overheated.

I turned my head to say something, and he was already looking at me.

Neither of us spoke for a second. Then I had time to stop him as he slowly leaned in. I chose not to.

The first kiss was tentative. The second one wasn't. He pushed his hand up the side of my neck, and I made a soft noise into his mouth, the heat between my legs sudden and sharp.

I climbed into his lap, not breaking the kiss. His hands slipped under my tank top immediately, his palms hot against my bare back. I could feel him harden beneath me. He let out a forceful exhale into my mouth as I rolled my hips against him.

"No, we shouldn’t," he muttered, but his hands were already on my waist.

“I know,” I said.

I kissed him again and shoved my hand between us into his joggers. His head was already wet, and he was fully hard and thick. I stroked him slowly as he kissed his way down my neck, pulling my tank top up just enough to get his mouth on my breasts. My pussy clenched around nothing when I felt his tongue on my nipple. I was drenched already. Every shift in his lap, I could feel it.

I got on my knees, pushed my shorts aside, and rubbed his cock's head through my folds. The sound it made was unmistakably wet. He cursed under his breath and grabbed my thighs. Then I slid slowly and continuously down onto him.

I let out a trembling groan as a result of the stretch. He filled me so full, thick enough my thighs shook taking every inch of him. I bottomed out and lingered there a second, breathing hard against his shoulder, feeling him throb inside me. The wrongness of it, my mind kind of went blank. This was her boyfriend. Her bed. It was me who was seated on his cock, spread wide around him, and already dripping onto his joggers. I got wetter just thinking about it. Then I started riding him.

First deep, deliberate strokes, rising up until only the head was left before taking him all the way back in. The wet sound of my pussy accepting him filled the quiet room. With each movement, pussy juice ran down around his cock. He groaned and pushed up against me, his hands digging into my ass. He found a spot that made my stomach clench, and a louder moan escaped me. I didn't try to be silent.

"Oh my god!" I exhaled, lowering myself more forcefully. “Fuck, you’re...”

I fucked myself on his cock with no restraint, grinding my clit against him at the bottom of every stroke. My tank top had been pushed up under my arms. His mouth was moving between my breasts, sucking, biting, just enough to make me clench and moan again. Louder this time. The pleasure built heavy and fast. I could hear how wet I was, the dirty sound of our bodies meeting getting wetter the longer I rode him. A soft, needy sound punched out of my throat each time he thrust up to meet me.

My mind kept returning to the same things. That was her boyfriend. That I was moaning for him in her covers. That I didn't want to quit. The guilt sat next to the heat and somehow made everything sharper. I was pouring down him in sloppy streams, thighs trembling, moans climbing and losing control.

"Almost there," he rasped against my skin. "Fuck, I'm going to cum!"

“Inside me," I moaned. “Please, cum inside me!”

He broke with a low cry, his hips bucking up as he started to pulse. Hot, thick cum spurted into me in thick loads. I moaned loudly at the feel of it, grinding down to take every drop, the sensation of being filled pushing me straight over the edge. I came hard around his cock, shaking and clenching, a broken shameless sound spilling out of me as my orgasm rolled through me in waves. I continued, milking him, feeling his cum already starting to leak out around where we were joined.

We were locked together, both of us breathing hard, his cock still twitching inside me, when the keys in the door sounded.

We both froze in place.

The lock clicked. My roommate pushed the door open, mid-sentence about how the group had finally ended, and then looked up and saw us.

I was still sitting on her boyfriend's cock, shorts pushed to the side, and tank top bunched up above my breasts. His hands clenched my hips. His cum was seeping out of me around him, warm and obvious. Neither of us had succeeded in getting apart.

She stared for a long second, her face changing from exhausted to stunned to furious so quickly it looked painful. Her bag fell to the floor.

“You have to be kidding.”

He began to say her name. I climbed off him slowly. His cock, slick with my cum and his cum, slapped against his stomach. I stood, pulling my shorts back up as a thick trickle of his release ran down my inner thigh. He fumbled for his clothes, face red, mumbling apologies that didn't seem to reach her.

“Get out,” she said, her voice trembling. “You both of you! Actually, no. You." She indicated him. “Get the fuck out.”

He left without looking at me again. The door slammed.

My roommate and I were standing in the silent room with the scent of sex still lingering and the wet patch on her sheets impossible to ignore. Her eyes were bright, and she looked hard at me.

“First time?” she said.

“Yes,” I said.

She snorted once, sharp and ugly, then grabbed her keys and left. She didn’t return that night.

Later I sat on my own bed and felt him slowly leak out of me. Warm and sticky against my skin. I should have been feeling worse. For the most part, I just sat there knowing that I had destroyed the living situation in less than an hour.

She moved out three days later.

I still remember how thick he felt when he stretched me open, how loud I got for him, how the room fell dead quiet when the door opened. Some mistakes stick with you for more than one reason.

My roommate left around nine to stay the night at her boyfriend’s place after some party off campus. That left me alone in the dorm with her younger brother, Caleb.
He was eighteen, home from his first year of college and visiting for the weekend. Jenna had told him he could crash on the floor in a sleeping bag since we only had the two twin beds. He’d been quiet most of the day, polite in that careful younger-brother way, spending most of his time on his phone or laptop with his back against the wall. I hadn’t paid him much real attention beyond noticing he was cute in a soft, skinny, glasses kind of way. Dark hair that kept falling into his eyes. The kind of body that still looked like it belonged to someone who spent more time in front of a screen than in a gym.

I got back to the dorm a little after midnight. The hallway was quiet except for the distant thump of someone’s music two doors down. When I opened our door, the only light came from Caleb’s laptop screen. He was still sitting up in the sleeping bag, fully dressed, scrolling through something. He looked up when I walked in and immediately straightened like he’d been caught doing something he shouldn’t.

“Hey,” I said, dropping my bag by the desk. “Your sister is staying out. You still up?”

“Yeah. Couldn’t really sleep.” His voice was quiet. He adjusted his glasses with one hand. “How was your night?”

I shrugged and kicked off my shoes. I was still in the short black skirt and tight top I’d gone out in. No bra. No panties. I never bothered with either if I could help it. The air in the room felt cooler than the hallway. I sat down on the edge of my bed and looked at him in the blue light from his screen.

“You want company or do you want me to leave you alone?”

He hesitated, then closed the laptop most of the way so the light dimmed. “Company’s fine. If you’re not tired.”

I slid down onto the floor across from him, back against my bed frame, legs stretched out in front of me. The skirt rode up my thighs until it was barely covering anything. I didn’t fix it. We talked for a while about nothing important at first, his classes, how weird it felt being in a girls’ dorm, how his sister still treated him like he was fourteen even though he was technically an adult now. He kept glancing at the stretch of bare skin between my skirt and my knees and then forcing his eyes back up. Every time he did it, I felt a slow, warm pulse of heat between my legs.

After a longer stretch of quiet, I shifted a little closer across the floor.

“You’re nervous,” I said.

He let out a short, self-conscious breath. “That obvious?”

“A little. You don’t have to sit there like you’re afraid of taking up space.”

“I’m in your room. On your floor. It feels kind of invasive.”

“It’s not.” I tilted my head, watching him. “You can relax. I’m not going to bite.”

He gave a small, awkward smile at that, but the tension in his shoulders didn’t fully ease. I moved closer until our knees almost touched. When I leaned in and kissed him, he made a soft, startled sound against my mouth. For a second he didn’t move at all, completely frozen. Then he kissed me back, careful and uncertain, like he was afraid he’d do it wrong if he used too much pressure.

I climbed into his lap right there on the sleeping bag. He froze again when I settled my full weight on his thighs, hands hovering in the air like he was scared to touch me. I could feel him getting hard under me almost immediately, the thick line of his cock pressing up against the thin fabric of my skirt. I rolled my hips once, slow and deliberate, and the sound he made was pure surprise mixed with something hungrier.

“Is this okay?” I asked against his mouth.

He nodded too fast. “Yeah. Yes. You can…”

I cut him off with another kiss, deeper this time, and reached down between us. I rubbed my palm over the growing outline in his sweatpants, feeling how fully hard he already was. He throbbed under my hand. When I tugged the waistband down far enough to free him, his cock sprang up against his stomach; average length, not particularly thick, cut, and completely hard. The head was already shiny with precum. I wrapped my fingers around him and stroked once, slow, from base to tip. His whole body tensed like he’d been shocked.

“Have you done this before?” I asked quietly, still stroking him.

He shook his head, eyes wide behind his glasses. “No. I haven’t… anything. Not really.”

Something hot and possessive curled low in my stomach at the admission. I kissed him again while I worked my hand over his cock, feeling how much he leaked for me already, the way his hips kept making these tiny involuntary thrusts into my fist. I was already soaked. I could feel the wetness slick between my thighs every time I shifted in his lap.
I rose up onto my knees, pulled my skirt higher around my waist, and rubbed the head of his cock through my folds. The contact made both of us go still. I was dripping enough that it coated him immediately, the wet sound of his cock sliding against me almost embarrassing in the quiet room. I dragged him back and forth over my clit a few times, watching his face, before I lined him up and started to sink down.

The stretch pulled a shaky, broken sound out of both of us. He wasn’t huge, but the heat of him and the way he filled me so completely still made my thighs tremble as I took him inch by inch. I bottomed out and just sat there for a second, fully seated on his virgin cock, feeling him throb inside me while I watched his face process the fact that he was inside someone for the first time. His hands finally settled on my waist, gripping like he needed something solid to hold onto.
Then I started to move.

I rode him in deep, rolling strokes, hands braced on his shoulders for leverage, taking every inch of him over and over. The wet sound of my pussy accepting him filled the quiet dorm room, soft and filthy. Slick ran down around his cock and onto the sleeping bag beneath us with every movement. He stared up at me like he couldn’t believe what was happening, lips parted, glasses slightly crooked, breathing already uneven.

“You feel so good,” he whispered, voice cracking throughout his words. “Fuck, you’re so wet, you’re so fucking tight!”

I leaned down and kissed him while I fucked myself on his cock, letting him taste the little sounds I was making. Every time I dropped down he let out these soft noises that went straight to my clit. I could feel how close he already was, his cock swelling thicker inside me, his breathing turning shallow and desperate, his fingers digging harder into my hips like he was trying not to lose it too fast.

I didn’t slow down. I kept the same deep rhythm, grinding my clit against him at the bottom of every stroke, chasing my own pleasure while I used him. The sleeping bag was a mess under us. My thighs were shiny with how much I was dripping. The coil low in my stomach wound tighter and tighter until I was panting against his mouth.

“I’m gonna…” he tried to warn me, voice high and strained. “I can’t… I’m so close!”

“Inside me,” I said against his lips. “I want it. Come inside me.”

He orgasmed with a little groan, hips jerking up hard as he started to pulse. Hot, thick spurts flooded into me while I kept moving, grinding down to take every drop. The feel of his virgin cum filling me in heavy pulses pushed me straight over the edge. I came with him buried as deep as he could go, clenching around his cock in tight, rhythmic waves while fresh slick spilled down around where we were joined and soaked into the sleeping bag.

We stayed locked together afterward, both of us breathing hard. His hands stroked awkwardly up and down my back like he still couldn’t believe he was allowed to touch me. I could feel his cum already starting to leak out around his cock in warm, sticky trickles, running down onto his hips.

“I’ve never…” he started, then trailed off, still inside me.

“I know.” I kissed him once more, slower this time. “You did fine.”

My roommate texted a little after 2 am that she wouldn’t be back until late morning. Caleb fell asleep on the floor with my leg still thrown over his hips and his cum drying on my thighs. I stayed awake a little longer, feeling the slow leak of him out of me and the dull, satisfied ache between my legs.
I already told him he could crash on our floor again next time he visits.

I already know I’m going to fuck him again when he does.
Best part is… she still doesn’t know anything.

he put up a bedsheet with a hole cut in it. like actually took a fitted sheet and attached it across the hallway between his living room and bedroom and cut a hole in it at dick height with kitchen scissors, and when i saw it i started laughing so hard i had to lean on the wall. he goes "don't laugh, i measured." i said you measured what, and he goes "the height. remember when i had you kneel in the hallway yesterday? i was taking notes".

i have written about this guy a few times before. he is quite a bit older than me, double my age plus a lil, and he has been pushing me further and further with the whole sharing me with his friends thing that he seems to be really into. i keep letting him because i keep liking it. and a couple days before this he's laying in bed with me after and he goes "i want to watch you suck off a bunch of guys you've never met."

just like that. no lead up. and i said okay, because i pretty much never say no to anything lol, and he goes "but i don't want you to see them. i don't want you to know who they are. i just want you on your knees taking whatever we give you" and my stomach dropped and my pussy gave a lil tingle of excitement. i'll be honest i was expecting a blindfold today when i showed up, but i guess he had a different idea.

so he set it up. invited guys over, i don't know who, i didn't ask. told me to wait in the bedroom on my knees in front of the sheet while he let them in. i could hear voices in the living room, muffled, laughing a little, and my heart was going so fast i could feel it in my throat. he came in and stood behind me and put his hand on the back of my neck and squeezed and goes "five of them. you're going to do all five. and you're going to swallow every single one." i nodded. he goes "say it." and i promised that i'd swallow it all.

the first one came through the hole and i just stared at it for a second, this stranger's cock poking through a bedsheet in my fwb's apartment, and i almost stopped cause i felt kinda nervious, but then my fwbs hand pushed my head forward and goes "don't think. open your mouth." so i did.

and that's kind of when my brain turned off. full slut mode. my body knows what to do.

i wrapped my lips around the first one and my fwb knelt down behind me and i felt his hands pull my hips back toward him and he slid into my pussy from behind while i had a stranger's cock in my mouth. i made this noise around the cock in front of me and my fwb leaned in close to my ear and goes "that's my girl. sucking off a man you've never seen with my cock inside you. you know how that looks from back here?"

i couldn't answer. i had my mouth full of cock. he pulled my hair to one side so he could talk right against my ear and goes "it looks like you were made for this. you are such a fucking whore".

i don't know how long the first one lasted. not long cause i was really deepthroating him. he came in my mouth and i swallowed and my fwb felt me do it because he was pressed against my back and he goes "good. one. you've got four more. wipe your chin and open up."

the second one came through and this one was thicker and i gagged a little and my fwb laughed behind me, not mean, just pleased, and goes "you don't even know whose cock that is. could be anyone. could be my neighbor, could be some guy from the gym, you'll never know and you're still choking on it like a good little slut." and he started fucking me harder while he said it, his hand flat on my lower back keeping me arched, and i was moaning around this stranger's dick and my fwb goes "listen to you. you can't even keep quiet. every guy out there can hear exactly what you sound like with your mouth full."

i swallowed the second one. and the third. by the third my jaw was aching and my knees hurt on the hardwood and i had tears running from gagging and my fwb was still inside me, still talking, never stopped talking. he had his mouth right by my ear the whole time like he was narrating what i was, and every word made me wetter.

"three loads in your stomach from three different men and you don't even know their names. you know what that makes you, right? you know what kind of girl gets on her knees for strangers?" i tried to say something and he put his fingers in my mouth alongside the cock and goes "don't talk. just take it. that's all you're here to do."

the fourth one took longer. i was tired and sloppy and drooling and my fwb could tell i was losing it so he pulled my hair back and tilted my face up even though there was a sheet between me and whoever was on the other side and he goes "you're almost done baby. one more after this. can you do that for me? can you be my good little cumslut for one more?"

i nodded with my mouth still on the fourth guy and my fwb reached around and put his thumb on my clit while he was still fucking me and i came right there, on my knees, full from both ends, with tears on my face and cum in my throat. the fourth guy finished and i swallowed that too and my fwb kissed my temple and goes "four. one more. you're doing so good."

the fifth one i was basically running on autopilot. my jaw was sore, my knees were bruised, i had swallowed four strangers cum and my fwb had been inside my pussy the entire time and never stopped reminding me of every dirty detail of what i was doing. i took the fifth one deep and my fwb fucked me slow now, deliberate, his hands on my waist holding me steady, and he was going "five men. you just let five random guys use your throat. through a sheet. in my apartment. while i was inside you. and you loved every second didn't you?" i moaned around the last one and my fwb goes "you're the filthiest whore i've ever had and i am never letting you go."

the fifth guy finished in my mouth and i swallowed and it was done. i heard shuffling on the other side of the sheet, guys leaving, a door closing, and then it was quiet except for my fwb still behind me. and he picked up the pace then, finally chasing it for himself, both hands gripping my hips hard. he started spanking me too. not gently. i knew he would be leaving marks.

he was saying "you just swallowed five loads for me, five strangers, and now i'm going to fill you up too, you're going to have six men's cum in you tonight, five in your stomach and mine in your pussy." and he came deep in me and held himself there and i could feel him so deep inside me and i dropped my head down and just breathed.

and then, before he even pulled out, i reached back between my legs and slid two fingers inside myself right alongside him and scooped and brought them to my mouth. he watched me do it. i sucked his cum off my fingers while he was still inside me and he made this sound, this low wrecked "fuck," and goes "you are unreal." and i sucked my fingers clean and looked back at him over my shoulder and i swear i could still taste all of them in my mouth.

it was honestly one of the hottest experiences of my life and i told him so. "i wanna do that again sometime" i said to him and he kinda just shook his head in amazement or disbelief or something. it was true though. i have such an anonymity kink, something about it just drives me crazy. anyways, i hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it haha. now i'm horny all over again so probably gonna go touch myself for the next hour. love you guys! <3

I want to be upfront that I set this up for entirely selfish reasons and it worked out better than I planned.

My friend has a boyfriend. They've been together a couple of years, happy, solid. I like him a lot. He has always, in a very well-managed and respectful way, made it clear he finds me attractive, which I've filed away and never done anything with.

I have also always wanted to go down on my friend. She's straight, or straight enough that it was never a realistic possibility, and I made my peace with that. I'm not in love with her, I just think she's genuinely stunning and I've always been curious and I stopped letting myself think about it.

Until she mentioned one night when we were a few drinks in that she'd thought about it before. With me specifically. Just as a thing she'd occasionally thought about.

I thought about this for approximately thirty seconds.

I told her I'd do it if she let her boyfriend join in.

She looked at me.

"Like," she said, "join in with us, or."

"With me," I said. "While I'm with you."

She texted him from the couch. He was there in twenty minutes which told me everything I needed to know about how long he'd been thinking about this particular situation.

She lay back and I had this one second where I just looked at her and thought about every time I'd told myself this wasn't going to happen. Then I got my face between her thighs and stopped thinking about anything else entirely.

She was already wet before I even touched her which felt like important information. I started slow, tongue flat and broad, learning her before going for anything specific, and she made a sound that was part surprise and part something else and her hips moved toward me without her deciding to move them. I found her clit and stayed there, slow circles, and she grabbed the sheets with both hands.

I've gone down on people before. This felt different in a way I can't explain except that I'd been wanting to do this for years and the reality of it was better than I'd let myself imagine and I was soaking wet just from being there.

Her boyfriend got behind me while I was doing this. I felt him press against the back of my thighs, his hands running along my hips, and then he pushed inside me slowly and I made a sound into her that she must have felt because she made one straight back. Being fucked while your face is buried in your best friend's pussy while she's gripping the sheets above you is a specific kind of overwhelming I was genuinely unprepared for. He started moving and I kept my mouth on her and everything became this impossible feedback loop where I couldn't separate what I was feeling from what I was causing.

I came first, hard, clenching around him, face still buried, making sounds that were muffled and completely undignified and I did not care at all.

She came maybe two minutes after that. Both hands in my hair suddenly, thighs locking around my head, and the sounds she made went straight into whatever part of my brain stores things I'll be thinking about for years.

He finished inside me shortly after. I felt all of it and stayed where I was until everything stopped.

We lay there after. All three of us. Nobody said anything for a while which felt correct.

I've been thinking about who got the better end of that deal ever since and I cannot work it out. I got what I wanted. He definitely got what he wanted. She had two people extremely focused on her simultaneously which seems objectively good for everyone involved.

I think we all won.

I think I want to negotiate again.

My friends and I went out Saturday night for dinner, drinks and some flirting with guys. When I got home Mark was waiting for me outside on our lanai. I could tell he was horny because he told me get out of my clothes and come sit with him. It's his turn on when I'm naked around the house. I did what he asked as he watched and slowly unzipped my dress and then took off my bra and panties. He told me to leave my heels on then I walked toward him on the couch. "Were you a good girl?", he asked as he unzipped his shorts. I shook my head no. "Come here", he said as I dropped to my knees between his legs. I lifted his shirt some and began to suck him off as he held my head down with one hand and held his drink in the other. "Do you want me to fuck you", he asked. "Yes", I said. "Tell me", he said. "I want you to fuck me", I said. "Louder", he said as he pulled me up by my hair and started to stand. "Fuck me, fuck me hard baby", I said loudly. He took me to the table and moved the chair and pushed me over the side. He pushed his shorts down and lifted his shirt and started pounding me from behind hard and fast as I screamed, "yes fuck me fuck me". "Do you want me to fuck you in the ass?" He said. "Yes fuck me in the ass baby", I yelled as I was feeling myself start to cum.

This is when things took a turn. There is no fence between our house and our neighbors. I felt Mark slow down and looked up and my neighbor was in his driveway with his dog on a leash slightly around the corner. We made eye contact and I just sort of lay there and waited for him to go inside and we eventually did the same. They are good boring churchgoers that we get along great with. My guess was he had seen and heard a lot of me getting fucked like a slut. So what should I do now? I work from home and see him and his wife a lot. Honestly not sure how to handle this. I am part worried what they'll say and part turned on knowing he saw my naked body getting used for pleasure. Do I say nothing when I see him or his wife? It seems weird not to acknowledge it. Do I apologize? Do I make a joke of it? To be continued...

So my husband and I were on vacation in Orlando and we heard of this nude resort called secrets hideaway just down the street from where we were staying and decided we would go there and get a room for a night to check the place out.

We checked in and got a room and walked through the doors into the resorts main courtyard where the pools and bars are and wow , what a shock. 90% of the people were just walking around totally naked and everywhere you look people are either giving blowjobs at the pool or having sex on the pool chairs . My husband and I knew this was our type of place instantly .

So I immediately got butt naked and walked up to the bar to order drinks for us. Skipping most of the time there to get to the good part now .....

My husband and I had been drinking for a few hours, I had given my husband a Blowjob on the pool edge earlier for my first public BJ as 100s of ppl walked by and some stoped to watch and continue on. Was such a thrill and now it was getting later in the evening and we had retired into the hot tub.

We were in the hot tub for a bit before we started small talk with another attractive couple about the lifestyle and found out it was their first time at a resort or doing any of this as well.

In the middle of conversation my husband said he was going back to our room for a min and would come back later . I knew he had a few too many drinks and was going to try and lay down and shake it off or rest . So I said bye and he left me there totally naked still chatting with this couple in the hot tub .

Well as we are chatting the husband sits up on the pool edge and the wife sitting in the hot tub puts her arm up on his leg and starts rubbing his cock like its nothing never breaking eye contact with me or stopping conversation.

Within a min I notice his cock is now rock hard and wow , he was a grower . Not the fattest cock I had ever been with but he sure had the length that surprised me . The wife looked at me and then down to her husbands cock as she started sucking it right in front of me.

I got the hint and slid over and joined her , she took it out of her mouth and like presented it to me as she pushed his cock towards my face. I got between his legs and just went off sucking his cock and spitting all over it . This was such a big turn on for me , my husband had left and now im sucking off a complete stranger in a hot tub with 10+ ppl in it watching .

All of a sudden as in sucking his cock the wife gets behind and props my ass out of the water and starts fingering my pussy and eating my ass at the same time ... well that was game over for me and I started cumming almost instantly. I was just so turned on and so horny with what was happening.

I kept sucking her husbands cock who was now just laying back on his back with only his legs in the hot tub before I stood up on the bench inside the hot tub spun around and sat down on his massive cock reverse cow girl .

It felt so good sliding this random guy's cock inside me while everyone watched . His wife came right over and started licking my pussy as her husabnds cock slid in and out of me .

It wasn't long before I sat all the way down and started cumming hard , grinding my hips and screaming , forgetting all these ppl are watching. Then I felt her husband unload deep inside me at the same time as I was finishing.

I grinded a little longer and then stood up with his cum just leaking out and down my leg and dripping everywhere. My legs were weak and I slid back into the hot tub exhausted .

Maybe 5 min later my husband returned saying sorry he passed out and asked what he missed ..... I just grabbed his hand and took him back to our room

i woke up to josie's tongue already between my legs and for a second i thought i was dreaming again because honestly that's happened before. but then i felt josh's hand in my hair and his cock pressing against my lips and i was like oh. okay. this is happening right now.

i'd been sleeping over at their place. which i do a lot. i basically have a side of their bed at this point and we'd been drinking wine and watching something dumb on tv and i fell asleep in between them like usual. i don't even remember what time it was when they woke me up. late.

the room was pitch dark except for the little strip of light from the hallway and josie was under the blanket licking me so slow like she'd been doing it for a while before i even woke up.

"there she is" josh said when i opened my eyes. he was kneeling next to my head already hard and i could barely process anything before he guided his cock into my mouth. not rough just. firm. like he'd been waiting and didn't want to wait anymore.

josie pulled back for a second and i felt her breath on my thigh. "god you're so wet already" she said. "you were making little sounds in your sleep, we couldn't help it."

i tried to say something but josh was already pushing deeper and all that came out was this muffled moan that made both of them laugh a little. not mean laughing. the kind where they're just really into it.

"we've missed you" josie said and then her mouth was back on me. she does this thing where she sucks on my clit really lightly at first and then flattens her tongue and just. goes. and i swear my whole body arched up off the mattress. josh held my head still and fucked my mouth a little harder and i was dripping, like actually dripping, josie was making these wet sounds between my legs that were obscene.

"fuck she missed us too" josh said. he pulled out of my mouth long enough for me to gasp and i looked up at him with watery eyes and he wiped my bottom lip with his thumb. "you're such a pretty little slut you know that? it's been too long."

it had been like three weeks since i stayed over. which for us is forever honestly. josie and i kept saying we needed to plan something since i just got back from my road trip and have been missing them.

josie slid two fingers inside me while her tongue kept working my clit and i came so fast it was almost embarrassing. like full body shaking, grabbing at the sheets, josh's cock still in my hand because i couldn't even keep my mouth on him. josie didn't stop. she just kept going and i was squirming trying to close my legs but she held my thighs apart and looked up at me from between them.

"uh uh. we're not done with you." she said it so casual like she was telling me to sit still. "you have no idea how much i've been thinking about this."

josh moved down the bed and josie shifted to the side and he pushed inside me while i was still twitching from the first one. that first push, god. i grabbed josie's arm and just. held on. he bottomed out and stayed there for a second and i could feel everything, every inch, and josie was right next to my ear going "that's it, take all of him, you're so good at this."

he started fucking me and josie had her fingers in my mouth and was kissing my neck and telling me how slutty i looked and how they'd been talking about me all week. "josh couldn't stop talking about your pussy" she said against my ear. "honestly same though. we literally planned this."

"you planned this?" i managed to get out between moans and josie just grinned at me.

"obviously. you think we just happened to wake up at the same time? baby we set an alarm."

i don't know why that made it hotter but it did. like they were lying there waiting for the right time to just. take me. and i was sleeping right between them totally clueless.

josh grabbed my hips and pulled me into him harder and i came again. this time it was louder and messier and josie put her hand over my mouth which only made it worse. "shh, you're gonna wake up the neighbors" she whispered and then bit my earlobe.

"she's so fucking tight" josh said and his voice was getting rougher. "fuck, i've missed this pussy. tell me you want it."

"i want it" i said and it came out so desperate and breathy that josie made this little satisfied sound next to me.

"tell him where you want him to cum" josie said.

"inside me. please. cum inside me."

josh groaned and fucked me harder and josie was watching his face while she played with my clit and i was just gone. completely. like i couldn't even form words anymore just sounds. he pushed deep one last time and i felt him cum inside me, this warm pulsing feeling, and i wrapped my legs around him and held him there.

he stayed inside me for a minute, both of us catching our breath, and then he pulled out slowly and josie immediately moved between my legs. she didn't even hesitate. just pressed her mouth against me and i could feel how messy i was, josh's cum leaking out of me while josie licked and sucked and made these little happy sounds like she was exactly where she wanted to be.

"oh my god" i whispered and grabbed her hair. i was so sensitive it almost hurt but she knew exactly what she was doing. slow and deliberate, her tongue dipping inside me and then back up to my clit, cleaning me up and getting me off at the same time. josh was lying next to me stroking my hair and watching josie work and he kept saying "good girl" over and over like it was the only thing he could think of.

josie looked up at me with her chin wet and said "one more. give me one more."

and i did. that last one was different. slower building but deeper. like it started in my toes and just rolled through my whole body and when it hit i just grabbed josie's head and held her against me and shook and she stayed there through all of it, licking me softly until i finally pushed her away because i literally could not take anymore.

we all just laid there after. tangled up and sweaty and the sheets were completely destroyed. josie had her head on my stomach and josh was half asleep with his arm across both of us and i was staring at the ceiling trying to remember how to breathe.

"same time next sleepover?" josie said into my belly button.

"obviously" i said. and then i fell back asleep between them. which is honestly where i belong at this point.

god i love my friends.

Yes everyone was 21/22.

I was friends with a girl who was cute, petite yet low key a slut and quite bubbly (very Enid from Wednesday), just overall fun and very charismatic. She was low key obsessed with me and always flirted and got handsy when she could & I just rolled with it most of the time.

She’d been hooking up with/dating a guy who was pretty hot (skinny skater boi type & a fairly big dick). He brought up wanting a threesome w/ her and she was into it. Shocker, she hit me up about it despite me not really being bi at the time. The other plot twist was that I was still a virgin (but had fooled around and stuff). I told her all of this and she was cool with it all and open to boundaries. She agreed to just them fucking but I could watch and touch them some. She was super sweet about the whole thing (she even sent nudes when I casually asked if she’d show me, even offering to do more angles if needed).

We met up one day after class, chatted a bit because she was clearly nervous and I offered to bail if she wanted to. She happily agreed to stay and next thing I knew, I was watching them make out. Not much later, he had his hand on my thighs, rubbing them from the outside of my pants. She was cool with him taking off my shirt and hers, and after lifting it over her head, realized she had no bra on and her boobs were out. They looked amazing, small but perky, and she said I was the first girl to see them in person. We laughed and it wasn’t long before she saw mine too, which they were obsessed with.

We were all basically naked except for me in my socks and underwear. I was nervous since I didn’t fully shave down there (worried I was the only one with a “bush”) but she revealed she had a bit of stubble/trimmed and it was kinda hot. I watched her sucking his dick & she said we could switch back and forth. We laughed and got into the rhythm and next thing she was sucking him with me. It was incredibly hot.

He fucked her for quite a bit, with me watching politely and even rubbing myself quite a bit. She even wanted me to be the camera girl for a bit, which was even hotter. One of the hottest parts was her laying right next to me while he was hitting it missionary & I touched myself. She even draped one of her legs over mine while getting fucked and they both rubbed my thighs some.

Eventually he came on her tits & stomach, asking if he could cum on mine too. I said “sure just not the face” and we laughed as she laid next to me, with him exploding on both of us. It was super hot and he went and got us towels while we talked about the whole thing. She said she “felt like even more of a slut now” but liked it and her bi side was growing (as was mine). We all vowed to also not tell any of our friends this happened.

I and my bf love playing with others, but haven't had a fmf yet. I love women so I was actually the one who brought it up. We met a girl our age and hung out a few times until I finally made a move on the third time we hung out.

Her and I were on either side of my bf cuddling on the couch while I started to stroke his dick through his shorts while she was rubbing on his thighs. The idea of seeing my bf with someone other than me had me so wet I told him to take off his pants so I could start sucking him off.

As I started to take him all in my mouth, she got undressed and he began to play and suck on her tits. I was masturbating as this was happening, throating him as best I could. Eventually she got down on her knees and we took turns with him on a double blowjob, rotating between sucking his balls and throating his dick. I literally have never been so turned on in my life, watching my boyfriend get so hard for another woman. I also am very bi so this was a hugeee dream come true for me.

Her and I take turns sucking each others tits and making out over him while one of us made sure to keep a hand on his cock. She asked if we were ready to take it upstairs and we followed her to her bedroom. I then asked my bf to fuck her raw infront of me, as I say "Sharing is caring".

He looked at me again to make sure it was okay, and it so was. I was absolutely dripping and aching wanting to see this happen. He gets her in missionary, pins her legs to her shoulders, and absolutely plows her. I'm using my toy as I watch this, she's moaning and creaming on him as I masturbate to it. She's a very sensitive woman so she did come twice before he looks at me.

She crawls over to me and starts sucking on my pussy, and I am usually the one giving head, not the other way around so I was more than happy. My bf was stroking himself as he watched, then says its my turn.

He had me get in doggy style and he gave me the same treatment, he was ramming into me so good. I arched my back to make sure he rubs my gspot and I could barely take it. Knowing what I just saw, and hearing them making out behind me while he uses my pussy sent me over the edge, that is the quickest I have ever came. He then spends the next 20 or so minutes swapping between me and her as we both makeout.

Then, I can tell my bf is close. I tell him I want him to creampie me in missionary. He looked shocked and asked if I was sure, but with all the excitement going on and how horny I was, I couldn't think of a better time. She was also so happy I wanted to be cummed in, she said it was such a fantasy of hers to watch that in real time. He pins my legs to my shoulders and plows as hard as he can, making my tits bounce and making me cream all over him. I feel him start to twitch inside of me, and he began to fill my pussy with his cum as pounded away.

We take a break, all laying down and cuddling, I thought the night was over. My bf turns to us and asks if we can go another round, of course we both said yes! I tell him to fuck her again in missionary.

As they are having their fun as I play with myself, she asks if he can cum in her. He looks at me, not knowing what to do. I honestly thought I wouldn't be okay with it, but something about the aspect of him "claiming" another woman in front of me while I just watch made me so fucking horny. I told him to do it and he almost immediately begins to pump her full of cum.

It was probably the best sex of my life.

a few months back my roommate and i were drinking and got pretty wasted we were talking about random dumb stuff when she asked if id ever eaten ass i said no way that sounds gross why would anyone do that she kept saying she saw it in a video and thought it looked hot in my drunk head i just asked if she wanted me to try it on her she checked if i was serious and i said we could blame the alcohol she went and changed into just underwear then bent over the couch i got behind her pulled her panties down and was right there staring at everything id never been that close before i stuck my tongue out and touched her asshole she flinched a little then i put my hands on her back and started licking for real she said it felt really good and that went straight through me we kept going until the couch got uncomfortable for her she said it was amazing and she needed to touch herself so i told her to sit and id keep licking her ass while she did it my tongue slipped up and hit her pussy by accident we both froze for a second in my head ass was fine but pussy felt like crossing a line i apologized and went back to her ass then she shifted on purpose a couple times so i just went for it and licked from her ass all the way up into her pussy and over her clit i liked how she tasted and started pushing my tongue inside her she grabbed my hair and pulled me onto her clit until she came after that we finished the drinks and passed out on the couch

next morning we woke up hungover holding each other she was half naked and made a joke about my breath smelling like pussy i called her a skank back that same morning she did it to me since then ive been eating her ass and pussy almost every weekend after work she does it to me sometimes but mostly im the one giving i found out i really like it but i still need a guy and a dick

if youre into this kind of thing too i wouldnt mind hearing from you

My husband and I were staying at a hotel and we were on the first floor. We wanted to fuck around so we started going at it.

My husband wanted to blindfold me to which I happily agreed since I love being blindfolded.

He went down in me until I was absolutely soaked.

He positioned me in doggy and was gone for a few seconds. I’d later learn this is when he opened the curtains.

I’m doggy he took my arms and placed them behind me and handcuffed me.

He then grabbed me by the hair and forced my head up to look out the window and ripped the blindfold off me.

He knew there were people outside smoking and they came over when they heard me screaming.

When I saw I was being watched I came so hard on my hubby’s cock. I was so embarrassed and so turned on at the same time.

When my husband came inside me he got up walked to window and closed the curtains again. We heard clapping cheers and awwws.

The sluttiest I’ve ever been.

Skip down to the bulk of the text if you just want the juicy stuff, but up here I’m going to give some context to the story if you’re interested.

I’ve decided to use Reddit to document my journey. Because I started out as a very conservative girl, who just wanted to find her happily ever after.

Now, I’m writing this from a hotel room while waiting for a stranger who has a big dick to fuck me like my husband can’t. I’m wet just thinking about it.

So how does a conservative girl go to a sex craving slut? This is my story.

I’m going to give context in this post, then post the different encounters that led to me being obsessed with sex.

I was a single mom in my late 20’s just trying to find that man that we all dream of. But guy after guy just fell short in one way or another. As I was getting older, I felt like maybe I just needed to settle. Pick a guy that would help me build a stable life for myself and my child. So desperately, I turned to tinder 🙄. Lots of pointless swiping and even more pointless dates.

Then, I swipe on just another cliche white guy 🙄. But what’s his opening line to me? “What’s up slut”….

Brah, when I tell you that pissed me off. I’M ON HERE LOOKING FOR LOVE! But the more I let it settle. The more I was like, this is the first different stand out opening I’ve gotten. So I decided to give him a chance 🤷🏻‍♀️. Call me stupid, but there you go.

For our first date, he took me to a really nice and expensive restaurant. I joked about a $40 drink and he ordered it for me right away, and the conversation? It was great, not shallow at all. We talked about so many deep things immediately. So all in all, I was feeling actually pretty good about it. Even though his opener was shit, maybe he was cool and was just trying to be funny.

But then he dropped this bomb on me. He looked me straight in the eyes and said “I need to be upfront with you about something. If we were to be together cheating can’t be a dealbreaker for you”. My stomach dropped. THAT IS THE DEALBREAKER… but he said “just hear me out first”. I had been enjoying the conversation up to this point, so I let him go on. But I couldn’t see how he could salvage it from here.

Here’s what he said, “If I was ODing in an alley with a hooker, my best friend would come and help me in anyway he could. Why would I settle for a love less than that with the woman I want to build my future with? If I’m going to commit my life to someone, I want our love to be unconditional.”

And like damn, I fucking hate cheaters. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized there was a point there. I have some friends and family that I know, no matter what shit I get myself into they will be there for me. Why would I want more conditions and less love in my relationship than that…

So I decided to give it a shot. And now here I am, a fucking huge slut who is enjoying life more than I ever thought I could…

He went easy on me, the first couple years were spent monogamous and working on our relationship. But about two years in, we’re laying together on the couch and he drops another bomb on me. “Baby, what if another dick could make you feel better than I can”. Like what the fuck bro, I thought you were the love of my life, OUR sex is the BEST sex. Like how could he even say that.

But again he started talking 🙄. My first time masturbating was when I realized that the jets of the pool made me feel good… So he used that as his example. “If jets of a pool, or a vibrator or a dildo can make you cum, does that mean I should be jealous of them? It’s just a physical reaction. If certain things happen in a certain way, it feels good. As my girl, I want you having the best experiences you can have, and there are some experiences I can’t give you.”

Again, his logic made sense. He told me to just trust him and he would change my life. I’m just a girl in the world, you know? And he already has made my life better so I figured why not?

So he worked on me, made me think about different dicks, made me watch specific porns. At first I hated it. I hated thinking about sex outside him and me. But, I’ll be honest. It started to work, I started to get turned on by some of the stuff. I started to feel like I did want something new. It had been 2 years of only his dick. Could something different make me feel different or better things?

HERE IS THE GOOD PART IF YOU SKIPPED THE CONTEXT!!!

It all culminated on the night of a friend’s birthday party. We had gone axe throwing, then started bar hopping afterwards. I definitely had a good buzz going and I was feeling good. I’m an outgoing person so scenarios like this are good for me.

We’re at the finial bar of the night. A cool place with arcade games and shit. It’s a popular spot so it was packed.

Then out of the blue, my husband says “look, you’re a beautiful girl. Literally any guy would talk to you. Why don’t you walk around and find the hottest guy you see and just talk to him? Guys are easy, if you approach, it will go well.” Well, I was just drunk enough to think that this was a fun idea. So I did exactly that. I honed in on this hot guy sitting at the bar with a few friends. Chiseled jaw line and a muscular build, honestly, definitely in better shape than my husband.

So I just started a conversation with him. He was funny and seemed popular with his friends, so all attractive things. We joked around for a while, but then I didn’t know what to do from there. So I said my goodbyes and went back to the table where my husband was with our friends.

I told my husband about it. He asked if I enjoyed it, I did. Then he said “would you want to fuck him?”

Like bro, WHAT?! That escalated quickly. But I’ve been learning to be as honest as possible, so I told him, probably, yes…

In all honesty, it took a little prying from my husband to get that out of me. It was hard to admit to myself and to him that I was interested in fucking someone else other than him. But I could feel it. When I thought about it, it made me excited. I could feel stuff happening down there, a physical reaction to the idea.

So then, of course 🙄, my husband said “well then why don’t you? Guys are easy, if you offered he would almost 100% say yes. What do you have to loose?”

Seemed fucking crazy. But at this point I was drunk and turned on. So I thought, fuck it…

So I went back to the guy (honestly can’t even remember his name) and I straight up asked, “would you be interested in having sex with me?” He obviously was. This is when I started to realize that I was interested in new dick more than I was admitting to myself. Because when he asked when and where, I told him right now, wherever…

He said that his truck was parked out back, and we could go there. And I guess that I was already turning into a slut because I agreed instantly, without even talking to my husband first…

But I ran over to him and told him the situation, he kissed me and told me to enjoy myself. I was drunk enough to keep going, but the entire situation felt surreal. Like what the fuck is happening right now. I found my forever person and now right in front of him I’m gonna go have a one night stand in a strangers truck? Doesn’t even make sense or seem real…

But I walked outside with this stranger. He was tall and handsome and confident. Just the idea that this was happening was turning me on. As we walked together towards his truck I just got more and more excited.

He folded both front seats forward and got in the back seat. By this point I could hardly contain myself. He immediately pulled down his pants and boxers. His dick was already hard. I couldn’t look away. It was a little bigger than my husband’s and already dripping pre cum.

In that drunken moment, I wanted it so badly. It felt like a demon possessed me, I couldn’t help but bend over and start blowing him. Having a new cock inside my mouth made me so wet. I didn’t know I had gotten bored with my husband until I felt this new dick. I wanted to feel it, to lick it, to have it inside my mouth so badly. I never gagged on my husband’s cock, but I couldn’t help it now. I just needed it so badly.

I don’t know how long I was like that. But at some point he pulls me off and starts ripping my clothes off, broke part of my tank top strap. I wanted him so badly, he couldn’t go fast enough. My husband had told me to use protection. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or how desperately in that moment I wanted new dick, but I couldn’t even comprehend protection. I just wanted to feel a new throbbing dick in me.

Once I was naked I straddled him immediately. As soon as the tip of his dick touched my pussy, I felt shivers run through my body. I wanted it so badly. As he slid in I let out noises that I couldn’t help, noises that I never made with my husband. The pleasure sent waves through my whole body.

Then he started fucking me. Within seconds I was screaming. I forgot we were in a truck in a busy parking lot. I forgot about my husband. All I could think about was how good his hard cock felt sliding in and out of me. I didn’t know sex could feel this good. I don’t know if before that night I had ever wanted to be filled with cum. But that night, I wanted his cum in me more than anything.

I bounced up and down on him. Each time he slid in and out it send spasms through my whole body. He started licking and biting my nipples. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. This was an entirely new experience.

With my husband, I need to focus on having an orgasm. I need to work up to it. But that night, with this stranger… I could feel it coming, there was nothing I could do to stop it. It hit me, wave after wave, I was shivering and shuttering. I felt like I had no control over my body. I just had to let what was happening happen.

After two mind blowing orgasms, orgasms that made the orgasms with my husband seem like nothing, like work almost… Then he said that he was about to cum. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted someone to cum so much in my life. In retrospect, I should have at least made him pull out. But in the moment? I pushed down harder, I held him in me. I felt his cock spasm, then loads of hit cum fill me up spasm by spasm. At that moment, it was probably the hottest thing that had ever happened to me.

He wasn’t very gentlemanly after that. He got dressed. I got dressed. Then he went back to the bar.

My husband had gone to a different bar. So I set out to look for him.

As the cum leaked out of me making my panties wet and ran down my leg. I thought about how I know my life will be different now. I didn’t know sex that felt this good existed and I already wanted more…

So anyways guys. This is 100% a true story. Me and my husband had a fight that night because I didn’t use protection 😅🤣. But upvote and follow if you want me to share more about my journey to becoming a sex craved slut 🤷🏻‍♀️.

(22 at the time of story)

A lot of girls really like big cocks. Including most of my friends. They’re always talking about how they need to be stretched, how nothing under seven inches is worth their time, how they can “feel the difference.” I used to nod along like I agreed. Truth is, I don’t. I never really have. I don’t think you need a big one to have good sex. I think most guys who are packing just rely on the size and forget how to actually fuck.

I met Cameron and stopped pretending I didn’t like it average.

We matched on an app. He was cute in a normal way, nice smile, good arms, the kind of guy who looked like he’d actually listen when you talked. We hung out a couple times, made out on his couch, and the third time his hand finally slid down the front of my shorts. I wasn’t wearing panties. I never do. The second his fingers dragged through how wet I already was, he made this low, surprised sound against my neck.

“Jesus, you’re soaked.”

I just pushed his hand deeper and kissed him harder.
When he finally pulled his jeans down I looked. It was average. Maybe a little over five and a half inches, not thick, not long, just… normal. For half a second that old reflex flickered through me, the one that said this probably wouldn’t be anything special. Then he started touching me like he actually gave a shit about how it felt for me, and that thought died fast.

He didn’t rush. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my slit until I was dripping onto his sheets, catching my clit on every slow pass. I was already breathing harder than I usually do this early. When he finally pushed inside it was gradual, and the way he filled me was exact. Not that intense stretch I get from the bigger ones. Just this perfect, complete pressure that pressed against every sensitive spot at once.

Then he started moving.

God.

He kept this steady, rolling rhythm that made the head of his cock drag right across the front wall of my pussy on every single thrust. Not hard. Not fast. Just precise. I felt myself clench around him involuntarily, and the look on his face when he felt it made my stomach flip. My legs were already shaking. We’d barely started and I was making these soft, embarrassing sounds I usually only make when I’m already close.

“You feel so fucking good,” he muttered against my neck, still keeping that same deep, measured pace. “You’re gripping me so tight.”

I was. My pussy was fluttering around him like it didn’t want to let go. Because he wasn’t huge, I could feel *everything* every small ridge, every time the head flared when he bottomed out, every subtle roll of his hips that made the base of his cock rub against my clit. The wet sounds were so loud it should have been humiliating. Instead it just made me wetter.

The first orgasm hit me almost out of nowhere. One second I was rocking up to meet him, the next my whole body locked up and I was moaning into his shoulder while my pussy clenched and released around that completely average cock in helpless little pulses. He didn’t stop. He just kept thrusting through it, same rhythm, until I was oversensitive and twitching and still somehow soaking the sheets under us.

I should have needed a minute. I didn’t.

“Again?” he asked, voice low.

I nodded, a little disoriented.

He flipped me onto my stomach, pulled my hips up, and slid back into me from behind in one smooth stroke. Still not rough. Just deep and steady and perfect. One of his hands reached around and started rubbing my clit in slow, tight circles while he fucked me. I could feel how wet I was, pussy juice running down the insides of my thighs, the filthy sound of his cock moving in and out of me filling the room. My face was pressed into the pillow and I was moaning like a slut, telling him how good it felt, how full I felt, how I didn’t want him to stop.

The second orgasm was deeper. It rolled up from somewhere low in my stomach and wrecked me. My arms gave out. I dropped to my elbows, ass still up, and just let him keep using that perfect average cock while I shook and dripped and clenched around him. I felt owned in a way that had nothing to do with size. It was the way he paid attention. The way he adjusted when my breathing changed. The way he made every inch count.
When he got close he asked if he could cum inside me. My voice came out soft.

“Yes. Please. I need it.”

He buried himself as deep as he could and started pulsing. Because there was no extra space I felt every single spurt; hot, thick, filling me up until it started leaking out around his cock in warm trickles. I kept clenching around him just to feel it more, milking every drop while he groaned against the back of my neck.

We stayed like that for a while. Him still inside me, soft but not fully soft, his cum slowly seeping out of me onto the sheets. I reached down and touched where we were joined, feeling how messy he’d made me, and something warm and possessive curled in my chest.

I’ve been replaying the way that average cock felt for days. How perfectly it fit. How he used every bit of it. How my pussy was still fluttering around the memory of him the next morning when I woke up with dried cum on my thighs and a dull, satisfied ache between my legs.
I already told him to come over again this weekend.
And this time I’m not going to pretend I’m settling for anything.

My husband recently put a camera in the bedroom and thinks I didn’t know. The first day it was up and running and he went to work- I knew it was time for his punishment. I went to the bedroom where I knew he had a perfect view of our bed. I laid a towel down on the bed but not took out our newest dildo (dread). We only used it a few times and I never let hubby put it fully in as I said it was “too big”. I set up my iPad on the vanity and went right to Reddit to some bbc bnwo content which I made sure was in view of his camera. As the videos played my naked body lay there as I suck on dreads thick and long 13” cock. I moaned the whole time while I worshipped the biggest cock I have ever held. After a few mins of gagging myself, my legs open and already glistening - soaking wet from rubbing myself while sucking. I then closed my eyes as I smacked myself in the face with dreads cock. I said loud and clear for the camera “you have no idea how long I have waited to be fucked by a real cock” I also said stuff like “I want your big black cock inside me while my husband watches you” I really knew the things obviously to say to get hubby going. I wanted to say more but I was pushing myself over the edge at this point. I wanted nothing more than this big dildo in me. After slowly working the big head in, I moaned looking at ceiling while feeling the first stretch. At this point I wanted him too see what he must of put the camera here for so I went off. I fucked my pussy so hard, I’m talking about the full 13” (which he has never seen) inside me going in easily. I did long strokes so he could see my pussy swallowing dreads bbc. I squirted countless times- more like every 8 strokes I would force it out soaking the towel. This went on for about one hour with no breaks. I stayed in missionary for most of it so he had a clear view of my pussy. After I was done I rubbed my clit for one final squirt- I made sure to show the gape in my pussy before cleaning up. He asked for a show by installing cameras without telling me, this was his punishment. Is this punishing him or he’s going to just get off even more to my bbc fetish ?