u/fuckthatslutoff

Same as title.

Other rate it and have fun

Same as the title above.

Just share the one or more than one that u like the most and others rate it.

Just have fun.

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I once had a roleplay in ancient English,it was between a lord and maidsmen,who would often be bed by the one she served.

And crazy shit is we did it irl.

You guys share urs.

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I wanna know a unique thing that u did(sexually ofc).doesn't matter u liked it or not,u regret it or not.

But smth different you know.

I made a girl chew an used condom.many more

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I wanna know a unique thing that u did(sexually ofc).doesn't matter u liked it or not,u regret it or not.

But smth different you know.

I made a girl chew an used condom.many more

\*\*but let's just start with it in the comments\*\*

​

I wanna know a unique thing that u did(sexually ofc).doesn't matter u liked it or not,u regret it or not.

But smth different you know.

I made a girl chew an used condom.many more

**but let's just start with it in the comments**

https://www.reddit.com/r/Delhi\_Confession/s/4k1gM8mmy6

Yeah, so the next morning was the wedding day. I woke up and got ready to accompany the husband. He didn’t say anything at first, but after he got ready and it was time to leave for the venue, he asked me if I had talked to her or not. I said, "Yeah, I talked to her, but it wasn't anything like that—it was just normal." (But we all know it wasn't.)

​Then we left the room to head to the venue. As soon as we arrived, his wife came over to meet him, then looked at me and smiled. We had to head to the main area, and while we were walking, she stepped closer and whispered in my ear, "I stared at that picture more than I should have."

​The husband saw her lean in, but he didn't react. I was shocked and hesitated for a second, but I gathered my courage and replied, "It was covered in a bedsheet."

​She smirked and said, "Come to my room after your duty, and we'll decide my outfit for tomorrow's function."

​I got excited as hell because I knew something was about to happen.

​Throughout the wedding, we kept flirting with each other, and at one point, we got separated from her husband. Eventually, all the functions wrapped up, and it was time for everyone to head back to their rooms. As soon as she reached her room, I got a message from her: "Come to my room as soon as you get free."

​I left the husband's room, went back to mine, and put on track pants without underwear and a vest. Then I went to her door and knocked.

​She opened it looking incredible, wearing a sexy knee-length nighty that showed off her legs. She pulled me inside and closed the door.

​She made me sit on the bed, removed her nighty, and stood there in just her underwear. I was about to get up from the bed, but she stopped me and asked, "What??"

​She then started trying on outfits since she had multiple options. I tried to calm myself down, but my boner was already visible through my pants. She put on her first dress and asked me to tie the laces at the back. I tied them and looked at her in the mirror; she had this naughty smile, and I was so thrilled in that moment.

​She asked me how she looked, and I replied, "You look beautiful, but you look hottest in your underwear."

​She looked at me, took off the dress, stood there in her underwear again, and asked, "Is this how you want me to go to the function??"

​I said, "Just stand there like that."

​She giggled, started flaunting her curves, and did some provocative moves. I couldn't take my eyes off her body—she looked like a goddess. By now, I had a rock-hard boner that was clearly outlined through my pants.

​Looking down at it, she said, "Don't stress it—take off your pants."

​I took them off as fast as I could, leaving me in my boxers where everything was clearly outlined. She made a bold move, came over to the bed, and started caressing my boner through my boxers. I was on cloud nine, just enjoying the feeling. She looked at me with lust-filled eyes and pulled my boxers down. There it was.

​She held my dick with both hands, squeezed it to feel the hardness, and seemed impressed by the build. Sitting between my legs, she started stroking it, showing off her skills. She was so good at it—rotating her hands in the middle while continuously stroking. I was literally moaning. Then she took it a step further and brought her tongue into play. While continuing to stroke with both hands, she started using her tongue on the tip. God, I swear I had never been that close to cumming so fast.

​She kept going for a few minutes before I had to stop her because I didn't want to finish so early. I'm telling you, if she had done it for even one more minute, I would have come all over her and the bed.

​I changed positions and started playing with her ass while she still had her panties on. I kissed her cheeks, grabbed them, and sucked on them—she had one of the greatest asses I had ever seen.

​Then I took off her panties. She had a clean-shaved, beautiful pussy, and the aroma drove me crazy. I could feel how wet she was down there.

​I started eating her out, and she crushed my head between her thick thighs, writhing like a fish out of water. She kept trying to pull upward, but I held her down and kept going. I ate her out for 15 minutes straight because I couldn't stop myself. She was so wet that even after I stopped, I could see her juices flowing. I looked up at her; she had her hands on her head, her neck arched back, fully enjoying every second.

​That was when I got a clear look at her chest. Her areolas were a light brown color, with veins visible across her breasts. I grabbed one and realized it was the perfect size—not too big, not too small.

​I removed her bra, cupped both of her breasts in my hands, and squeezed them together. She moaned from the intense pressure and put her hands over mine. I kept squeezing, admiring the art of her body. Then I leaned over her, grabbed her right breast, and took it into my mouth. Mesmerized by her areolas, I sucked her nipples, kissed the top of her breasts, and took it all in—playing with them, kissing them, and gently biting her nipples.

​It was incredible. She was continuously flowing, and she had far more cream down there than usual.

Wait for part 4 that will be the end

https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfession\_Desi/s/j4rFoqS8lp

Yeah, so the next morning was the wedding day. I woke up and got ready to accompany the husband. He didn’t say anything at first, but after he got ready and it was time to leave for the venue, he asked me if I had talked to her or not. I said, "Yeah, I talked to her, but it wasn't anything like that—it was just normal." (But we all know it wasn't.)

​Then we left the room to head to the venue. As soon as we arrived, his wife came over to meet him, then looked at me and smiled. We had to head to the main area, and while we were walking, she stepped closer and whispered in my ear, "I stared at that picture more than I should have."

​The husband saw her lean in, but he didn't react. I was shocked and hesitated for a second, but I gathered my courage and replied, "It was covered in a bedsheet."

​She smirked and said, "Come to my room after your duty, and we'll decide my outfit for tomorrow's function."

​I got excited as hell because I knew something was about to happen.

​Throughout the wedding, we kept flirting with each other, and at one point, we got separated from her husband. Eventually, all the functions wrapped up, and it was time for everyone to head back to their rooms. As soon as she reached her room, I got a message from her: "Come to my room as soon as you get free."

​I left the husband's room, went back to mine, and put on track pants without underwear and a vest. Then I went to her door and knocked.

​She opened it looking incredible, wearing a sexy knee-length nighty that showed off her legs. She pulled me inside and closed the door.

​She made me sit on the bed, removed her nighty, and stood there in just her underwear. I was about to get up from the bed, but she stopped me and asked, "What??"

​She then started trying on outfits since she had multiple options. I tried to calm myself down, but my boner was already visible through my pants. She put on her first dress and asked me to tie the laces at the back. I tied them and looked at her in the mirror; she had this naughty smile, and I was so thrilled in that moment.

​She asked me how she looked, and I replied, "You look beautiful, but you look hottest in your underwear."

​She looked at me, took off the dress, stood there in her underwear again, and asked, "Is this how you want me to go to the function??"

​I said, "Just stand there like that."

​She giggled, started flaunting her curves, and did some provocative moves. I couldn't take my eyes off her body—she looked like a goddess. By now, I had a rock-hard boner that was clearly outlined through my pants.

​Looking down at it, she said, "Don't stress it—take off your pants."

​I took them off as fast as I could, leaving me in my boxers where everything was clearly outlined. She made a bold move, came over to the bed, and started caressing my boner through my boxers. I was on cloud nine, just enjoying the feeling. She looked at me with lust-filled eyes and pulled my boxers down. There it was.

​She held my dick with both hands, squeezed it to feel the hardness, and seemed impressed by the build. Sitting between my legs, she started stroking it, showing off her skills. She was so good at it—rotating her hands in the middle while continuously stroking. I was literally moaning. Then she took it a step further and brought her tongue into play. While continuing to stroke with both hands, she started using her tongue on the tip. God, I swear I had never been that close to cumming so fast.

​She kept going for a few minutes before I had to stop her because I didn't want to finish so early. I'm telling you, if she had done it for even one more minute, I would have come all over her and the bed.

​I changed positions and started playing with her ass while she still had her panties on. I kissed her cheeks, grabbed them, and sucked on them—she had one of the greatest asses I had ever seen.

​Then I took off her panties. She had a clean-shaved, beautiful pussy, and the aroma drove me crazy. I could feel how wet she was down there.

​I started eating her out, and she crushed my head between her thick thighs, writhing like a fish out of water. She kept trying to pull upward, but I held her down and kept going. I ate her out for 15 minutes straight because I couldn't stop myself. She was so wet that even after I stopped, I could see her juices flowing. I looked up at her; she had her hands on her head, her neck arched back, fully enjoying every second.

​That was when I got a clear look at her chest. Her areolas were a light brown color, with veins visible across her breasts. I grabbed one and realized it was the perfect size—not too big, not too small.

​I removed her bra, cupped both of her breasts in my hands, and squeezed them together. She moaned from the intense pressure and put her hands over mine. I kept squeezing, admiring the art of her body. Then I leaned over her, grabbed her right breast, and took it into my mouth. Mesmerized by her areolas, I sucked her nipples, kissed the top of her breasts, and took it all in—playing with them, kissing them, and gently biting her nipples.

​It was incredible. She was continuously flowing, and she had far more cream down there than usual.

Wait for part 4 that will be the end

https://www.reddit.com/r/DesiDesireConfession/s/Ff2bRA0PU2

Yeah, so the next morning was the wedding day. I woke up and got ready to accompany the husband. He didn’t say anything at first, but after he got ready and it was time to leave for the venue, he asked me if I had talked to her or not. I said, "Yeah, I talked to her, but it wasn't anything like that—it was just normal." (But we all know it wasn't.)

​Then we left the room to head to the venue. As soon as we arrived, his wife came over to meet him, then looked at me and smiled. We had to head to the main area, and while we were walking, she stepped closer and whispered in my ear, "I stared at that picture more than I should have."

​The husband saw her lean in, but he didn't react. I was shocked and hesitated for a second, but I gathered my courage and replied, "It was covered in a bedsheet."

​She smirked and said, "Come to my room after your duty, and we'll decide my outfit for tomorrow's function."

​I got excited as hell because I knew something was about to happen.

​Throughout the wedding, we kept flirting with each other, and at one point, we got separated from her husband. Eventually, all the functions wrapped up, and it was time for everyone to head back to their rooms. As soon as she reached her room, I got a messa ge from her: "Come to my room as soon as you get free."

​I left the husband's room, went back to mine, and put on track pants without underwear and a vest. Then I went to her door and knocked.

​She opened it looking incredible, wearing a sexy knee-length nighty that showed off her legs. She pulled me inside and closed the door.

​She made me sit on the bed, removed her nighty, and stood there in just her underwear. I was about to get up from the bed, but she stopped me and asked, "What??"

​She then started trying on outfits since she had multiple options. I tried to calm myself down, but my boner was already visible through my pants. She put on her first dress and asked me to tie the laces at the back. I tied them and looked at her in the mirror; she had this naughty smile, and I was so thrilled in that moment.

​She asked me how she looked, and I replied, "You look beautiful, but you look hottest in your underwear."

​She looked at me, took off the dress, stood there in her underwear again, and asked, "Is this how you want me to go to the function??"

​I said, "Just stand there like that."

​She giggled, started flaunting her curves, and did some provocative moves. I couldn't take my eyes off her body—she looked like a goddess. By now, I had a rock-hard boner that was clearly outlined through my pants.

​Looking down at it, she said, "Don't stress it—take off your pants."

​I took them off as fast as I could, leaving me in my boxers where everything was clearly outlined. She made a bold move, came over to the bed, and started caressing my boner through my boxers. I was on cloud nine, just enjoying the feeling. She looked at me with lust-filled eyes and pulled my boxers down. There it was.

​She held my dick with both hands, squeezed it to feel the hardness, and seemed impressed by the build. Sitting between my legs, she started stroking it, showing off her skills. She was so good at it—rotating her hands in the middle while continuously stroking. I was literally moaning. Then she took it a step further and brought her tongue into play. While continuing to stroke with both hands, she started using her tongue on the tip. God, I swear I had never been that close to cumming so fast.

​She kept going for a few minutes before I had to stop her because I didn't want to finish so early. I'm telling you, if she had done it for even one more minute, I would have come all over her and the bed.

​I changed positions and started playing with her ass while she still had her panties on. I kissed her cheeks, grabbed them, and sucked on them—she had one of the greatest asses I had ever seen.

​Then I took off her panties. She had a clean-shaved, beautiful pussy, and the aroma drove me crazy. I could feel how wet she was down there.

​I started eating her out, and she crushed my head between her thick thighs, writhing like a fish out of water. She kept trying to pull upward, but I held her down and kept going. I ate her out for 15 minutes straight because I couldn't stop myself. She was so wet that even after I stopped, I could see her juices flowing. I looked up at her; she had her hands on her head, her neck arched back, fully enjoying every second.

​That was when I got a clear look at her chest. Her areolas were a light brown color, with veins visible across her breasts. I grabbed one and realized it was the perfect size—not too big, not too small.

​I removed her bra, cupped both of her breasts in my hands, and squeezed them together. She moaned from the intense pressure and put her hands over mine. I kept squeezing, admiring the art of her body. Then I leaned over her, grabbed her right breast, and took it into my mouth. Mesmerized by her areolas, I sucked her nipples, kissed the top of her breasts, and took it all in—playing with them, kissing them, and gently biting her nipples.

​It was incredible. She was continuously flowing, and she had far more cream down there than usual.

The next part will be the last part.