u/sweetgirlbrooke

God, I was totally fucking up history class this semester, barely clinging to a D and panicking about losing my volleyball scholarship. I needed a savior, so I zeroed in on Ethan, this 20-year-old who lived two doors down in the dorm. He was built like a tank, six foot two of solid muscle from lifting every day, broad shoulders, thick arms, and a chest that stretched every shirt, but he was painfully shy, always blushing and mumbling, eyes dropping to the floor when anyone talked to him. He was a total virgin, I could tell, and that made him perfect for me to satisfy my kinks

I asked him to tutor me, leaning in close during a hallway chat, my low-cut tank top letting my tits nearly spill out, nipples already hard from the thrill.

“You’re so smart, Ethan, please help a girl out?” I said, voice sweet, brushing my bare thigh against his.

He stammered, “Uh, sure, Eva,” face turning red, and I felt my pussy throb right there, a warm slick starting to drip between my legs.

I never wear a bra or panties, ever. The freedom makes me wet just walking around, and around Ethan I was always soaked.

We started meeting every Tuesday in the common study area, and I turned it into my personal slut game, teasing him until I could feel my own wetness soaking my shorts. First session, I wore a thin white tank top, nipples poking through like little beacons, and the shortest black shorts I owned, pussy bare underneath. I sat across from him, legs spread just enough that if he glanced down he’d see my smooth lips peeking out. When I “dropped” my pen, I bent over slow, ass up, feeling the cool air on my pussy, knowing he was staring. My clit was already swollen, a slick bead of wetness trailing down my inner thigh as I straightened up.

“Oops,” I giggled innocently, biting my lip, watching his eyes flick away fast, his muscular thighs tensing under the table.

I felt powerful, my pussy pulsing with heat, the wetness making my shorts cling to my folds every time I shifted. By the end of that hour, my pussy was dripping so much I could smell my own musky scent in the air, and I loved how he squirmed, trying to focus on battles and dates while his cock strained against his jeans.

Every session got filthier. I’d show up in cropped hoodies with nothing underneath, if my arms went to high you could nearly see my nipples. Those very nipples stiff from the AC and the thrill of his stares.

I’d lean over the table to point at his notes, my tank riding up so my bare pussy lips brushed the edge of the wood, slick coating the surface for a second.

“Explain this part again,” I’d whisper, breath hot on his ear, my hand resting on his thick thigh, inching higher until I felt his muscle twitch.

He’d blush crimson, voice cracking, “Uh, the Treaty of… yeah,” but he never moved my hand away. My pussy would gush every time, wetness soaking through my shorts.

dark spot forming between my legs that I knew he could see if he dared look. I’d go home after and finger myself raw, replaying his shy stares, cumming while imagining his big hands finally grabbing me. The power trip made me wetter than anything, but the frustration of him never making a move drove me insane, my pussy aching and dripping constantly around him.

By midterms I was acing quizzes, his notes pure gold, but I was so desperate for him to make a move on me. I’d sit so close our knees touched, spreading my legs wide under the table, shorts riding up until my bare pussy was inches from his hand. Once, I “accidentally” brushed my slick inner thigh against his fingers, leaving a wet streak on his skin.

“Sorry,” I whispered, but my pussy clenched hard, fresh slick dripping down my leg as I watched him freeze, breath hitching.

He never pushed further, just blushed harder, and that shy restraint made me hornier than ever, my wetness turning into a constant leak, soaking my shorts so bad I had to change before volleyball practice some days. I started wearing even sluttier outfits, tiny tanks that barely covered my nipples and shorts so short my ass cheeks hung out, pussy lips peeking whenever I bent over. He’d stare, then look away, and I’d feel my clit throb, pussy juice running down my thighs, the scent of my arousal filling the air between us. I was obsessed, my psychology a mess of power and need, loving how I controlled him without him ever touching me back.

Finals ended and I passed with a B+, all thanks to him. I texted, “My dorm, Friday, 9 p.m., thank you gift.”

I wore a black tank top, no bra, nipples hard as fuck, and denim shorts so tiny my ass was half-out, pussy bare and already dripping from the anticipation.

Ethan knocked, nervous, glasses fogging, “You didn’t have to do this.”

I grinned, “Oh, I fucking want to,” and yanked him inside, locking the door.

I pushed him against the wall, kissing him hard, tongue deep and sloppy, tasting his minty breath. He groaned, hands finally grabbing my ass, squeezing the bare cheeks under my shorts.

“Eva,” he breathed, voice rough for the first time. I dropped to my knees, unzipped his jeans, and his cock sprang out, six inches, thick and veiny, already leaking precum.

I licked the tip slow, tasting his salty, musky virgin flavor, sharp and clean like fresh sweat mixed with need. I sucked him deep, lips tight, bobbing fast, slurping loud, spit dripping down his shaft to his balls.

“Fuck, Eva,” he moaned, hands shaking in my hair, hips twitching.

I deepthroated, gagging hard, throat squeezing his cock, eyes watering, spit trailing to my chin and pooling on the floor. My pussy was gushing now, girl-cum running down my thighs in warm trails, the wetness making my shorts cling to my folds as I knelt there.

I stood, stripped naked, taking my tank top off. My tits bounced lewdly as I flung it to the side, nipples hard. Shortly after my shorts dropped, pussy glistening and dripping, my pussy’s wetness trailing down my inner thighs in shiny lines.

The room smelled like my wet heat, musky and sweet.

“Your turn,” I said, pushing him to my bed, straddling his face.

“Lick,” I ordered, and he dove in, clumsy but desperate, tongue lapping my clit, sucking my folds, his nose buried in my pussy.

I moaned, “Good fucking boy,” grinding hard, soaking his glasses and chin with my juices, the wetness coating his lips as I rocked.

My hips moved faster, clit throbbing, his tongue sloppy but perfect, hitting my spot.

I came quick, “Fuck, baby!” squirting slick all over his face, drenching him, my pussy pulsing as I smeared my juices across his mouth.

I slid down, “My turn,” and straddled his cock, six inches sliding in slow, my pussy tight and dripping, stretching around him with a wet squelch. I rode him hard, ass slapping his thighs, bed creaking like it’d break, my tits bouncing wild, nipples begging to be touched.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, hands gripping my hips, thrusting up to meet me, his cock hitting deep.

I leaned back, rubbing my clit fast, pussy squelching loud, cum coating his balls and dripping to the sheets in shiny puddles. My mind was spinning, slut psychology in overdrive, loving the power of making this shy muscular virgin lose control while my pussy leaked everywhere, wetness turning me on even more.

Then something snapped in him. His eyes darkened, hands gripping my hips hard, and he flipped me onto my back.

“This pussy is mine, bitch,” he growled, voice suddenly deep and rough.

He slammed into me, pounding hard, cock hitting deep.

“Daddy!” I screamed, legs wrapping around him, pussy gushing wetness with every thrust.

He grabbed my long hair, pulling my head back, “You’ve been teasing me all semester, slut,” and flipped me onto my stomach, yanking my ass up.

He thrust in from behind, doggy style, cock slamming deep, balls slapping my clit.

“Take it, like a good bitch,” he grunted, hair pulling tight, spanking my ass red, it burned so good my pussy started dripping down and making a puddle.

I moaned with every thrust as my ass burned so bad, “Yes, fuck me harder daddy I’m your slut,” pussy clenching, cum squirting out with every thrust, soaking the bed in warm puddles.

He pounded relentless, cock stretching me wide, my pussy lips gripping him tight as he completely manhandled me, his thick arms pinning my hips, his muscular body slamming into mine. My pussy stretched around his six inches, the pressure making me feel so full, slick leaking out in messy streams down my thighs and onto the sheets, dripping in long, shiny trails as he fucked me like an animal.

“You’re mine now,” he growled, yanking my hair harder, and I screamed, “Yes, daddy, stretch me!” my pussy gushing even more, the wet sounds obscene, my slutty mind lost in the filth of being used.

“Gonna cum,” I whined, and he growled, “Cum on my cock.” I exploded, squirting hard onto the bed, soaking the sheets in a gushing mess, my pussy spasming around him.

He roared, “Fuck,” and creampied me, thick hot cum flooding my pussy, spilling out, dripping down my thighs in creamy rivers as he kept thrusting, manhandling me through it. I was shaking, cum leaking everywhere, but I wasn’t done.

I turned, pushed him back, and sucked his cock clean, tasting our mixed cum, salty and musky, swallowing every drop while my pussy still dripped his load.

He groaned, toes curling tight, legs trembling, “Eva, fuck, stop, I can’t,” but his cock twitched hard again in my mouth.

I smirked, “You want more, don’t you?” and climbed back on when he was hard once more, riding him slow, my cum-filled pussy squelching around him, girl-cum and his cum mixing in warm, messy trails down his balls. He grabbed my tits, thrusting up, and we fucked again, harder this time, my pussy dripping his cum and my slick onto the bed in fresh puddles.

I came twice more, squirting again, moaning like a whore, and he filled me a second time, cum overflowing. We collapsed, panting, my face sticky, pussy leaking, sheets ruined, room stinking of sex.

About a year after we got married, my husband and I were invited to the wedding of one of my friends from college. The wedding was maybe half an hour to an hour drive away, so we decided that my husband wouldn't have more than a beer or two so we could drive home instead of spending on a hotel room.

The best man, Justin, was a guy I knew from college, but we had never interacted a whole lot. He was never with a girl for more than a couple weeks before he moved on to the next. He was very good looking and what was worse, he knew it. Every time I was around him, he gave off an air of arrogance that was a turn off, and acted like I was crazy because I wasn't all over him.

At the wedding reception, while getting myself a drink, Justin was next to me at the bar, gave me a hug, and made small talk about how we have been since school. It came up the situation that night with my husband and I driving back home and he got a little disappointed look, then a sly smile, asking which one was my husband. I pointed him out and he kinda smiled and said ok. He then proceeded to slide me a shot, which I gladly took, then walked off to see more friends.

Over the next couple hours, I proceeded to get pretty drunk and have a ton of fun with old college friends. I checked in with my husband occasionally as he had found a spot near the bar with a few guys watching football games.

As the reception wound down, I made my way over to my husband and found him talking to Justin, who had his arm around my husband, who looked like he could barely stand. I asked what was going on and Justin told me that my husband must have had a few more drinks than planned. My husband was slurring his speech and looked ready to pass out. He was never a big drinker, but this was way more than just a beer or two.

I got pissed, and said now I was probably going to have to over pay for a last minute room. Justin said to not worry about it, he had an extra bed in his room since the groom had stayed in his room the night before and obviously wouldn't be that night. He said he already offered that to my husband and he had agreed. Ugh. I guess there wasn't much of a choice at that point.

We got up to Justin's room and my husband immediately went to the bathroom and got sick. I sat in the room, disgusted at the situation and trying to figure out how I was going to sleep in a dress.

My husband came out of the bathroom, and immediately passed out on the second bed. I tried rolling him to the side and he was not moving. Justin told me that it was probably no use, besides, he was probably going to keep getting sick and I probably didn't want to subject myself to that. In my drunk mind, that made sense, and Justin told me to just go ahead and sleep in his bed. It was a king size and plenty of space.

I got in his bed, and struggled to get comfortable. Justin mentioned that I should just take my dress off and get comfortable. I told him I really didnt think it was a good idea because I wasn't wearing a bra with this dress. He told me it was fine, I could undress under the covers and stay completely covered that way. Again, it seemed to make sense to me.

He unzipped it for me, then I took my dress off and laid it on the floor between the beds, and stayed on my side facing away from Justin and towards my husband. I felt Justin moving around, and asked if he was ok. He told me he was, and that he sleeps naked, so he was getting comfortable.

We laid there for awhile, I always have trouble falling asleep in hotels, when I felt Justin turn towards me. His hand laid on my hip, bare because of the thong I was wearing. His hand felt oddly warming, so I didn't move it off.

I then felt his body slide closer, and felt his semi hard cock land between my ass cheeks, just resting there, snuggled between them. I was shocked, and knew I should push him away. I was staring at my husband while another mans cock was just a thin strip of fabric away from resting against my butt hole.

Then his hand started sliding up my side. This made me stir a bit and I asked what he was doing. He said he had wanted this for a LONG time, and he didn't want to miss the opportunity, as his hand found my bare breast. He started massaging it, gently tweaking my nipple as he kissed the back of my neck.

I told him we can't do this, but couldn't offer any physical resistance as it felt amazing. I laid there, staring at my passed out husband, as Justin slid my thong off my body, opened my legs, and slid his dick into my already soaking wet pussy. I let out a light moan, causing a stir from my husband, but he never opened his eyes.

Justin started moving faster while pulling more forcefully at my nipples. I had to bury my face in a pillow as my orgasm brought a loud moan from me.

Justin never slowed, he kept pumping in and out. I had at least two more full blown orgasms. He rolled me on my back, and got on top of me, sliding back in. He said he wanted to see my face. We held eye contact as he kept fucking me, bringing me to two more orgasms. If I had known he was that good, I would have let him have me well before that night.

After my fifth or sixth, I lost count, he told me to get on my hands and knees, he wants me from behind. I couldn't resist him at that point. He got behind me, and slid in. He started pounding hard and before I knew it, he tensed, and unloaded inside me.

We collapsed next to each other and I fell asleep with my head on his chest. When I woke up a little while later, the blanket was down around my waist, Justin had a hand on my chest between my breasts. I looked over and my husband was staring at us, but appeared to still be pretty out of it. He closed his eyes and passed back out a few seconds later.

In the morning, Justin and I woke up first. He asked me for a quick blow job. I looked down and saw he was rock hard. I told him I would give him a very quick one. I put my lips around it while he pumped it with his hand. It only took a few minutes before he came in my mouth.

When my husband woke up, Justin and I were both already dressed. On the way home he talked about 'a very realistic dream' of me and Justin naked and him on top of me. I just kinda laughed it off. He never did bring it up again.

So I know this is probably tame compared to a lot of the posts on this subreddit, but I needed to tell someone. I finally met my long distance boyfriend in person and we ended up having sex that night it’s been about two weeks and we’ve had sex every night but he hasn’t once touched my clit even though I asked if he could. Finally, 24 hours ago, I asked if he could finger me, I showed him where to put his fingers and told him what I like, then I let him do his thing. At first he was missing the clit and I thought it was cute but then he found it. There was too much friction and not enough glide so I asked him to put his fingers in me to use my wetness as lube basically. He fingered me for a little bit, and it felt good, then he went to my clit. He started slowly and warmed me up, but by the end, he had me gasping for breath as he shook his hand back and forth rubbing my clit quickly with just enough firmness. All of a sudden, I feel myself cumming, and I’ve never came with a partner before so this was so unexpected. I started kissing him while hanging on to him as if my life depended on it, my body shaking but he wouldn’t stop. He kept rubbing my swollen, sensitive clit until I felt I had no bones left.

Now here we are, 24 hours later. In these past 24 hours, we have not left the house once, or even the bedroom. This last round, he made me cum and then lasted so long during sex that I straight up wondered if I could make it. He saw how exhausted I looked and said we could stop and I could go to bed, but I wanted him to cum too. I think my soul left my body soon after that.

Anyway, that is my story! Not well written or that spicy, but I needed to share the best sex of my life with someone. Thank you for reading!

I was first introduced to sex with other girls in my first year in college, and it completely changed my life. I'm still mostly into guys (I don't think I could date girls, and I could never give up dick), but I also love to hook up with girls, and I guess you could call me bi. Whatever.

Through some friends, I met Tiffany in my senior year and we became friends. She was like, much more politically lesbian/feminist, which to be clear I think is super cool, just not me. She organizes protests and stuff, and also presents/dresses much more butch - pixie cut, higher-cut tops, a few piercings, tattoo sleeve, denim jackets, that kinda stuff. Definitely identifies as a lesbian.

So there's a guy (Chaz) I was FWB with and one day after we had sex, I was asking/teasing him about which of my friends he thought was cute, and he said Tiffany. And I was like, WHAT? I was honestly shocked. But he said yeah. Once I thought about it, I can see it. She's petite, slim, cute face. I asked if he'd ever fuck her. He said yeah, if she were into dudes, which she probably wasn't.

But that got me thinking.

The next time I saw Tiffany at a party, we were hanging out, and I mentioned to her when we were alone that Chaz thought she was cute. She kinda rolled her eyes but... I could tell there was something there. We'd had a little wine so I decided to just ask her: if she ever wanted to sex with a guy, she could join us. We could even play around. I made it kinda flirty and she made this super cute blush/surprised look, and we left it there.

I teased her about it a few more times over the next two weeks until one day she texted me that if **I** still wanted to do it, she was in. She made it sound like she was reluctant to do it, buuuuut I could tell it was kind of a front.

I hadn't asked Chaz at all about it, but I knew he'd be down for it, so I sprang on him that he was going to have both of us, and I was pretty sure would be Tiff's first real dick, too.

Okay okay fast forward: I brought her over to Chaz's place. After a few drinks we went to his bedroom. Tiff and I started to make out. Then, she watched me suck Chaz's cock for a little while. Once she took her clothes off, I was like, WOW - she has a really incredible body. Bigger boobs than I thought on her petite frame, cute little ass, really firm tummy. We played with each other some more, and finally she started stroking his cock too. (She wasn't ready to suck it yet.)

Finally, she crouched above me and kissed me/played with my boobs while she watched Chaz start to fuck me. I came after a few minutes (he's got a magic dick) and then I told her it was her turn. She didn't resist... she got her back and spread for him, and then I held her hands as Chaz pushed inside her, too.

Damn if Tiffany didn't start squealing like a two-dollar whore and cum on his dick in less than a minute.

She wound up asking him to mount her doggy style, with me laying below her, and he fucked her that way for quite a while. She came twice more on his dick before I decided the poor guy had had enough. I slipped his cock out of her and jerked him off into my mouth.

So that was last year. Tiffany is now fully bi - she actually dated a guy for the first time for a couple of months last fall. She was sharing Chaz with me for a while but has now found her own FWB dick to fall back on too. She's still publicly, mostly, into girls, but it's like a whole new world for her.

I go in bi-weekly for massages at a local high end spa. It's always magical and worth every penny. I request the same masseuse each time because I think he kinda looks Jason Momoa. Hahaha. He is huge and muscular and gorgeous and amazing at what he does though. The looks are just the bonus.

Aaaannnnyyyhow. I went in for my appointment yesterday and I've been feeling extra tense so I made sure to mention it, I just wasn't sure where it was coming from. Usually it's my lower back so I figured something in that region. He oiled up and rubbed me down slowly but meticulously. Now, I should mention I have a bad habit of moaning like I'm having the most glorious orgasms ever, I've been asked by management to try and be quieter but I just can't. Its too good. He's never personally said anything so idk how it made him feel, until I seen the massive bulge in his pants.

He was just finishing up with my back and I popped my head up and was nearly face to face with it. I swear I could see his cock throbbing through his pants. I couldn't help but say," wow!" He backed away,pulled the towel up over my entire back and told me he was done. He said he'd be back in 5 minutes to discuss what I'd like done next time. The 5 minutes is to get up and dressed but after seeing his massive dick I decided to flip over and rub my dripping pussy for a few minutes beforehand. If I do it myself I can usually cum really fast so I figured not much risk.

Well...I got too into it. He must have knocked and since I didn't reply he just walked in. I had my legs spread in the air fingering myself like an animal. He closed the door behind him so fast and stood there staring at me. I was so horny I took a chance and kept going. Fingers sliding in and out of my wet hole. He grabbed his cock through his pants and groaned. His hand slipped inside and removed his glorious thick cock. He began stroking himself while watching me.

"I'll cum to quick if I fuck you, I've thought about it way to many times." He said, stroking a little bit faster. "Let me taste for now," he said walking towards me. He lowered his face to my hips and pulled my fingers out, licked them clean then buried his face in my aching cunt. He licked and sucked my clit like it was his last meal. He slid 3 fingers in me while flicking his tongue over my clit and I thought I had died and gone to heaven. He. Didn't. Stop. I told him I was going to cum. He didn't listen. He went harder. I couldn't hold off anymore and my body began to shake and tremble and I exploded my juices all over him. I soaked the room. I soaked the bed. Everything. He looked so shocked and confused, but he must have liked it because he started cumming handsfree once it clicked he had just made me squirt all over. So there we were, everything covered in cum, he had another appointment waiting and I still wanted his fat cock in me. He told them I was paying for extra time today and found another person to handle his client. I think he's addicted to making me cum now. He's coming over later and said he's going to be extra hungry. Can't wait.

My married FWB and I have a free use deal, we came up with the idea so that he could come fuck me during my lunch break at work, and I mentioned to him months ago that he could use me anytime he pleased, he happened to make full use of this deal, this morning.
He stayed over the night and I warned him that I had to wake up early in prep for a meeting, he still stayed the night as he didn't want to go back home to his wife. I happened to sleep through my 6:30am alarm this morning, but the alarm woke him up, and that followed by me waking up to his thick cock inside my tight pussy.
He was on top and thrusting hard on purpose to wake me up so I could be his little slut for a few minutes before getting ready for work. I moaned and greeted him a very good morning, while my pussy was dripping wet into the sheets. I bit my lip and gripped the sheets as he continued thrusting hard and I could feel the tip of his cock deep inside of me, I wrapped my legs around his waist and drew him closer after each thrust as I wanted him to go deeper. He gripped my thighs and kept going in and out of my tight pussy. The sound of our juices mixing was the perfect sound to wake up to and he told me that this was the only efficient way of waking me up since I am never a morning person, and I moaned in agreement.
I wanted to get on top and reward him for waking me up so well, so I got up and straddled on top of him, he began to lick my nipples as I was grinding on his cock, I then started to kiss his neck in turn, as his hands were moving all around my naked body. I kept grinding while playing with my clit at the same time. He finds it really sexy when I play with myself, and I love seeing him watch me. He kept kissing my neck and it all felt so good I began to moan louder and louder to the point where I probably became the alarm clock to my neighbours. He was ready to cum as he grabbed my tits really hard, I gave him a little countdown as I wanted to start the day by cumming together. As I reached one, he moaned in relief and put his big load of cum inside of me, I hugged him tightly and came all over his cock.
We cleaned up in the shower together, and I thanked him by sucking on his cock. My mouth and pussy got full this morning, and that is more than enough for me to get through today and enjoy the rest of the weekend.

I woke up so horny really early this morning and my boyfriend was lying next to me on his side facing me, softly snoring. (He drank a lot last night). I thought it would be a fun idea to see if I could make him cum without waking him up. So I very slowly lowered myself down, careful not to disturb the blankets. I very gently and softly began to lick his cock trying to get him hard. It took a minute or two but finally he began to harden. So I sucked the tip of his cock into my mouth, very gently sucking and licking being very careful not to suck too aggressively, I really wanted to see if I could do this. He didn’t move at all, it took about 12 minutes of gentle sucking and he finally came in my mouth. He never stirred, he never stopped snoring and he never woke up!

After he woke up, I asked him how he slept and he said he dreamed that Sabrina Carpenter gave him a BJ backstage after one of her concerts 😂 Then he said he thought for sure he had a wet dream but didn’t find the mess anywhere….Thats because it was in my mouth!🙌🏻

When I was in university, my group of friends and I were super close. We partied hard, hit the beach in summer, and went skiing in winter. Things sometimes got flirty after a few drinks, and I’d ended up giving blowjobs to a couple of the guys or even hooking up with one. It felt naughty but exciting.

Last summer, we were heading to the beach, just a quick 1-1.5 hour drive. Usually we’d take two cars, but one was in the shop, so we crammed into one. There were six of us, and the only other girl (my best friend) was driving.

Since I’m the petite one, the guys decided I’d sit on one of their laps in the back. I grumbled about it, saying we’d switch halfway so I could drive and she could rest. It was a scorching hot day, so I wore this tiny summer dress. I felt a little shy sitting on his lap like that, but we all squeezed in. It wasn’t too bad at first, though my dress was so short that when I tried tugging it down under my butt, it barely helped. I ended up with my bare ass right on his crotch with only my thin thong between.

We blasted music, everyone laughing and hyped for vacation vibes. At first, I didn’t think much when I felt something poking against my pussy repeatedly. It was just the excitement of the trip, right? But then we left the highway for this bumpy back road, full of potholes and vibrations.

With every jolt, his crotch swelled bigger and harder under me. I was so naive, trying to lift up a bit to fix my dress, but I’d just bounce right back down, grinding harder against him. It started feeling… good. Really good. My heart raced as I got more turned on.

We were by the window, so I clumsily tried unzipping his pants, leaning toward the center to hide it. The bumps made me fumble, and he chuckled quietly. I was frustrated but so horny. I started subtly rocking my pussy back and forth on his bulge. He couldn’t take it anymore; I felt his hand sneak under my ass, quietly unzipping and freeing his cock. He shifted my soaked thong aside with one hand pressed against the window. Hopefully no one noticed.

I was throbbing wet, excited like never before. His thick cock slid right in, like it was made for me. Stretching me perfectly, filling me completely until his balls pressed against my pussy. Nothing left out. I gasped, biting my hand to muffle it. The music was loud, windows down, wind whipping. Nobody seemed to catch on.

Every bump became pure bliss, his veiny shaft sliding in and out with the car’s rhythm. Then we hit this massive pothole. BANG. The car lurched hard. It slammed him so deep inside me I couldn’t hold back. A deep, submissive moan ripped out of me, louder than the music, straight from my core. Not a casual moan but a pornstar moan. Like I was being absolutely railed. My legs shook uncontrollably, trembling as I gripped the door handle. My pussy clenched and dripped all over him, totally losing control. Everyone laughed, probably thinking the bump just scared me.

We stopped once for a bathroom break and drinks. They all piled out, but he and I stayed. He hiked up my dress, playing with my boobs. Pinching my nipples until I moaned softly. I loved it, arching into his hands. He even untied my bra and tossed it aside.

When they returned, he pulled my dress down, but no time for the bra. My best friend leaned in the window, asking about switching drivers like we’d planned. I mumbled excuses. “It’s not far, I’m fine.” And she just smirked and winked. Oh god, she totally knew. I blushed hard but felt even hornier.

The rest of the drive, I kept him buried inside me, even when bumps made him slip out a bit. I’d grind back down greedily. Without my bra, my tits bounced wildly. When we finally arrived and I stood up, his pants were soaked. Sticky from me. He hid it as he got out.

Best start to vacation ever… 😏

Back in college, my boyfriend at the time opened up to me about his glory hole fetish. He said it was something that he had always wanted to do, so I told him I was also down for it. Initially, he started making plans to build his own that we could use in his apartment but he quickly realized that it would cost more than he had...remember being broke in college? He quickly pivoted and found out that there was an adult arcade only a few hours away. I was a little nervous about that idea and didn't really know what to expect, but after a few weeks I agreed we could play out our fantasy there.

We decided to go there one Saturday evening and drove the few hours to the arcade. There was a bar nearby, which I demanded we go in beforehand so that I could take a few shots of Fireball (again...college) and get in the mood. Even though the plan was for me to only blow him through the glory hole, I had a lot of nerves from the unknown environment. After my mouth tasted sufficiently like cinnamon, we left the bar and parked in front of the small, slightly rundown arcade. My nerves rattled again, but I got out and walked in as confidently as I could.

Unsure of what to do, we finally found our way to a row of booths, walked inside, and started making out while watching porn. This got me really wet, but I quickly realized that I had to pee. I didn't think I could hold it, so I told him I would run to the bathroom and then come back to the booth next to his to start sucking his dick through the hole. Well, the bathroom was annoyingly on the other side of the building and through another hallway, so it took a little while to find. When I finally made my way back to the booths, I climbed into the one next to what I thought was his booth. The whiskey was really kicking in at this point and I was ready for his cum. I called out, "I'm ready if you are" and heard a belt buckle coming undone next to me. "This is fun," I thought to myself. Next thing I know, a very large...and by large I mean HUGE...cock is pushed through the hole. Holy shit, I can still picture that thing. My boyfriend wasn't small, but this definitely wasn't his cock. My brain wasn't processing things quickly, so I still thought I was in the right booth and got confused that my boyfriend had arranged for me to suck someone else's cock...but why would he do that? I called out my boyfriends name and didn't hear a reply. Then I just kept starting at this big, beautiful cock eye level to me. My mouth watered. If it looked this big semi soft, what would it look like hard? I couldn't resist. I love that first moment of putting a fresh cock in my mouth...it's honestly the best. I gulped as much of this random dick as I could and started sucking. It was amazing and so hot not knowing who the owner of it was. After a few minutes, it started throbbing and I knew he wouldn't last much longer. I grabbed his balls and went shoved it as deep down my throat as I could. The stranger moaned and shot his load down my throat before saying "Thank you" and leaving. Wow....I couldn't believe it. I was so turned on. In a haze, I texted my boyfriend and told him to come out so I could find him. We met in the hallway, I told him I got lost, and then I proceeded to get in the actual booth next to him and suck him off.

He drove home happy, and I never told him I "accidentally" sucked off another cock that night. To this day, this is my dirtiest, sluttiest little secret.

I lost my virginity recently in end of October so all I could was just sucking guys till now.

I started to suck my close friends when I was 19 after I broke up with my ex boyfriend. I stopped sucking my friends when I had a bf. But, I still give blowjobs to some of my friends right now as I have been single for long time.

My best friend always want to meet these days, I think I’m gonna meet with him next week. I also gave my anal virginity to one of my other friend few months ago.

I just love sucking a lot, and love making them happy. They sometimes lick my pussy too but I’m ok if they don’t, I’m just happy sucking them. I also love sucking balls too.

My favorite thing to have is my face getting covered. I don’t always swallow but I do when it tastes good. I could suck guys till morning, I think I might be addicted to sucking.

PS: I have never seen a guy who didn’t come to my blowjobs

This happened two years ago during a flight to Italy. I had planned a 4 days vacation there. While boarding the plane, I saw this very cute guy in front of me. He was tall, had short curly brown hair and beautiful green eyes. I guess luck was on my side that day, because that same cute guy happened to be seated right next to me.

At first, I felt a bit shy sitting next to him, but I eventually managed to gain the courage to introduce myself to him. We immediately hit it off and started flirting with each other. Midway through our conversation he decided to put his hand on my right thigh and slowly started to move it up my leg towards my panties (I was wearing a skirt). I was a bit worried that someone might see us, but I allowed him to continue. He eventually slipped his hand into my panties and started fingering me. He definitely knew what he was doing, because he managed to get me soaking wet in a matter of minutes. After that he leaned towards me, kissed my neck softly and asked me if I wanted to take this further. I agreed and we both went to the toilet. In there I immediately got to business and took off his pants. His cock was already rock solid with precum dripping from it. I started deepthroating him, while also playing with his balls, when he suddenly told me that he really wanted to fuck me and couldn't wait anymore. I got up, he pulled my panties down and started fucking me raw. While we were going at it, I started to get a bit loud, so he immediately covered my mouth with his hand to keep me quiet. We probably fucked for about 15 minutes, until he told me that he was about to climax. I got back on my knees, he blew his load inside my mouth and I swallowed every last bit of his warm cum, like a good girl. After that, we quickly cleaned ourselves and headed back to our seats. Thankfully no one had heard what happened. After this we exchanged numbers and spent a few wonderful nights together, until we both went our separate ways.

He definitely made my vacation ten times better.

After i closed the gym late last week, the front desk girl and i who’ve been long time friends went over to another employees house to hang. There was a total of 4 girls and 3 guys. all but 2 of them worked at our gym. We somehow got on the topic of flexibility and how i used to do competitive cheer and i casually said, “i’m still flexible as hell… i used to be able to eat myself out and i still can.”

the second i said that, the entire room went dead silent, then all at once it exploded.

you’re lying shut the fuck up no way you actually can actually do that do it right now prove it

i laughed and tried to play it off but they wouldn’t drop it. i was like “nooo i swear i can but i’m not doing that in front of all of you that’s insane”

one of the girls got all serious and said, “if you say you can and you don’t prove it, you’re a fucking pussy, don’t be a coward now.”

they were all trying to get me to crack. one of the guys pulled out his phone and was like “i’m ready to record your slutty little party trick.” i tried to act annoyed but i could feel how hot my skin was getting, my pussy was already aching just from the attention. They all surrounded me like they were about to gangbang me.

The front desk girl said “come on you literally wore vibrating panties in front of clients and somehow this is embarrassing?” they cornered me in the middle of the room, literally pulled the blanket off my lap and they all yelled “come on, just show us” i kept saying stop but my thighs were squeezing together, the more they pushed, the more turned on i got. I finally said fuck it and got on the floor, laid back, tugged my shorts off and lifted my legs up, bent all the way back until my knees were near my shoulders. my pussy was already soaked and they could all see it.

i reached down, spread myself open, and slowly bent forward till my tongue touched my clit. everyone gasped and in unison said holy fuck. one of the guys was filming with his mouth gaped open. i started licking myself right there on the living room rug, moaning like a whore in front of my employees, folding into myself while they all watched with wide eyes.

Two of the girls were in utter disbelief and kept saying “this is fucking insane.”

They were talking but i could barely hear over the sound of my own moans, i was licking myself close to orgasm, every time my tongue flicked over my clit i jerked a little, i was soaked, dripping down onto the floor, legs trembling but by that point i didn’t care. i wanted them to see. When i finally came, i was still bent in half, licking my own cum off my clit like it was nothing.

one of the guys said “that was the dirtiest fucking thing i’ve ever seen in my life.” i just rolled my eyes and said “i told you”

When I moved into this apartment building eight years ago I would haver never thought that the – back then – little boy next door would someday become my most often and casual sex partner. I always got along well with the neighbours and their son, they all were really relaxed and fun to talk to. After some years of knowing each other they trusted me enough to sometimes have me watch over him for a day or two when both his parents were on business trips. I started to do it for the little fees they offered me for it (along with always plenty of little gifts when they came back), but I ended up enjoying the boy´s company because he was nice and easy to deal with. In time I´ve become somewhat between a substitue aunt and big sister for him and he´d sometimes visit me when his parents were there. With him growing up I started to notice him eyeing me up in a different way than before and he showed an intimacy that felt too much to be appropriate between him and a non-relative. Although he surely developed a certain handsomeness, I didn´t gave in on that at all because I would never make any move on a minor. Still his poorly hidden affection caused somewhat of a tingle in me and over time he wasn´t the only one looking forward to his 18th birthday.

When he finally turned 18 I wasn´t in town, but as soon as I came back I let him know that there was still a present for him waiting in my apartment. I invited him to one of those movie nights we used to have together when he was younger and checked carefully through the door viewer that nobody else was around when he knocked on my door. As I opened the door for him the big surprise appearing on his face felt very rewarding for my already high excitement because I was wearing nothing but a pair of thighhigh nylons and a goatish smile. I overloaded the poor boy´s brain even more by hugging him tightly and saying „Happy birthday“ before I led him to the living room. He remained stunned for a long time and tried (with little success) to hide his amazement and arousal behind a lot of laughing and awkward joking. We went for watching a movie together as usual though he probably never paid less attention to a movie than this time. I gave him the full program: leaning over him sitting on the couch to hang my boobs into his face while I placed snacks and drinks, bending over to use the dvd player and presenting my bare ass and pussy to him in that move, and getting comfortable very close on his side with lots of body contact. He was constantly peeking at me with a blushed face and I could almost hear his visible boner stresstesting his pants. Still he remained inactive and since I was in no hurry I enjoyed watching the movie aswell as his aroused staring.

Only when the film ended it was about time to show some more initiative. Usually we´d watch at least two movies, but as the boy stood up he clearly was unsure if he really should go and pick yet another film he wouldn´t watch at all or if he should leave this nonstop-tease party to relieve his tension at home. I looked up to him, figuring out that he would go for the latter, and said:

„Don´t tell me you want to leave without taking your present.“

„Wait, what are you talking about? I thought you giving me this … show was the present", he asked irritated and I said:

„I just showed you your present and now …“

Instead of finishing the sentence I just spread my legs and lightly tapped my moist pussy. He froze in his motion and stared at me completely overwhelmed. It took a lot of nodding and invitational smiling from me to make him realise that this was a serious offer and he moved like in slow motion when he pulled down his pants, but as soon as he was standing there with an exposed raging boner it turned into the opposite. With a sudden haste – pent up tension or the fear of missing his one in a million opportunity – he moved over me while I was still sitting on the couch. I lifted my legs on his shoulders and helped him insert his throbbing dick into my wet pussy and once I felt him sliding into me he started to give me quick intemperate thrusts. It was a bit of challenge for both of us to hold this position as it wasn´t very stable, but he couldn´t hold back for a single second and kept pounding my pussy. Obviously it was his first time and neither his technique nor endurance were worth mentioning, but still it felt great to have him going all passionate and excited on me.

He came after less than a minute, shooting his hot load inside me and he looked at me with both gratefulness and guilt. I told him it was okay and we both moved/sank into a laying position on the couch to rest a bit while he was still inside me. I kept petting him and I whispered about how he just had his first lewd sex and I felt his half stiff dick hardening and filling up my pussy again. With us both still laying mostly relaxed he moved in and out with such slow, almost shy motions that you could barely call it fucking.

„Gimme some more, big boy“, I said and raised my leg to rest it on his hip. Immediately his movement got faster and it turned into strong, very messy humping as each thrust was accompanied by slimy wet sounds. He was visibly embarassed and I tickled that further by saying:

„Listen to your dick thrusting into my sperm-sticky pussy. You like that?“

Apparentally he did, for he did not answer but instead went even faster on fucking me and some more hot, nice moments later I enjoyed the feeling of him pumping a second load inside me. Finally he pulled his dick out of me and I smiled as his cum was oozing out and running over my leg. While he kept laying there all powered out I carefully got up to prevent staining my couch too much and grabbed something to wipe my pussy and thighs. I looked at him as he was still busy comprehending what just had happened and my eyes wandered down to his exposed, messy dick.

„Oh, now look at that. Can´t let you go back to your mom and dad like that, can I?“

Before he was able to answer I kneeled down infront of the couch and swallowed his dick. In the few seconds it took me to suck him clean he grew fully hard again and when I acted like stopping after the mere cleaning he pretty much begged me to keep going, so of course I did little birthday boy the favor. Nothing´s better than the taste of a freshly ruined virgin and I had great fun teasing and edging him with careful licks and sucks until he finally came and watched with bright red face as I was swallowing every last drop.

I would have played with him even longer, but I didn´t want to completely overstress him and also it was getting late; no need for his parents to get suspicious if he were to return hours later than usual and in a dead exhausted state. As he got dressed again and we went to the door – I didn´t bother to put on anything by now anymore – he said goodbye with a blushed face and a both grateful and puzzled expression. All I did was casually moving my hand over his dick beneath his pants and whispering in his ear that he knew where to find me, should he happen to be more … curious in the future.

He was interested in that for sure and over time his friendly neighbourhood auntie became his FWB. Over the past years he learned a lot and I gladly gave him ever more freedom to further explore his sexual side ...