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Here is a story of my reddit friend... She insisted to make it bit elaborated... Here it is

I’m the quiet, reserved girl in our tiny office who keeps to herself. I do my work silently, avoid unnecessary conversations, and prefer staying invisible. With only a handful of people, it’s hard to truly disappear, but I managed it—until him.

He sat in the far corner, always focused on his screen, handling admin, accounts, and complex reports. People found him strict, intimidating, and a bit arrogant because of how rigid he was with deadlines and quality. But I saw something else. The sharp line of his jaw, the way his shirt stretched across his shoulders when he leaned back, his calm, low voice when explaining something technical, and that quiet intelligence that made him so damn attractive. I started developing a deep, throbbing crush that consumed my thoughts.

The tension built slowly. For the first few months we barely spoke. I would steal glances at him across the office, my heart racing whenever he walked past my desk. Sometimes I’d stand up just to fill my water bottle from the cooler near his corner, pretending to stretch so I could look at him longer. I know he caught me staring a few times. Our eyes would meet for a second, and I’d quickly look away, cheeks burning. He never said anything—just went back to his mysterious, focused self. That unspoken tension made me wet at the most inappropriate times.

Our first real interaction happened in the fourth month. I was panicking because my important documents wouldn’t open properly in MS Office and the deadline was minutes away. The office was nearly empty. Swallowing my shyness, I walked over to him and said, “Will you please come have a look? It’s really urgent.” He agreed without hesitation.

He pulled up a chair right next to me. His arm brushed mine as he took control of the mouse. I could smell his subtle cologne and feel the heat of his body. He fixed the issue calmly, then stayed and helped me complete the entire report. His patience, the quiet confidence in his fingers flying over the keyboard, and the way he explained things without making me feel stupid left me aching. A few days later, I gathered courage and told him I wanted to learn Excel properly. For the next two weeks, he taught me during lunch breaks and slow afternoons. Sitting side by side, our knees occasionally touching under the desk, breathing in his scent, watching his strong hands on the mouse—I was dripping just from the proximity. Those sessions were pure, delicious torture.

After the lessons ended, we returned to polite greetings, but the attraction had already taken root. I became obsessed.

By October-November, even simple “good morning” greetings from him made my day. Then December arrived with heavy deadlines. My brother needed urgent help with complex calculations. I finally had the perfect excuse and messaged him on Facebook. He solved everything quickly and sent the files back. That night, our conversation didn’t stop. We talked for hours—office politics, personal stories, random dirty jokes. The next morning I sent him a “Good morning” text. Slowly, our chats became constant and flirty.

When I traveled to another city for official work, I asked for his number. The distance made me bold. I started sending him pictures from the trip. He flirted back. I escalated—more revealing outfits, then lingerie, then full nudes. We moved to video calls. I sent videos of me touching myself, moaning his name softly. He matched my energy perfectly. We sexted heavily, even during office hours, sharing naughty memes and fantasies. We had seen each other naked and watched each other cum long before we ever touched in real life.

Our first real dates were in public — dinners and movies — always careful because we worked together in such a small office. One of the earliest and most memorable was a movie where I asked a close friend to join us as cover. The three of us sat in the darkened theater: my friend on my left, him on my right. For the first half of the film, everything felt normal and light — quiet whispers about the plot, sharing popcorn, and occasional glances.

Then my friend stepped out to take a phone call. She ended up being gone for a good twenty minutes.

The moment we were alone in the dark, the built-up tension surged. I shifted closer to him until our shoulders pressed together. I let my hand brush against his, then slowly intertwined our fingers. My body leaned into his side, my head occasionally resting lightly against his shoulder. I was being noticeably clingy — crossing my legs toward him, staying pressed close, hoping he would wrap an arm around me or pull me even nearer. The warmth of his body, the subtle scent of his cologne, and the way his thumb gently stroked the back of my hand sent quiet shivers through me. Every small movement felt charged. I turned my face toward him a few times, our cheeks nearly touching, silently willing him to be bolder.

But he remained shy and nervous. He simply held my hand firmly the entire time she was away, his grip warm and steady, almost protective. He didn’t pull me closer or let his hand wander. That sweet restraint was both endearing and maddening — I was aching with unspoken desire, yet found his hesitation strangely cute.

After the movie ended, we stepped out into the cool night air. My friend made an excuse and left us alone for a few minutes. We walked to the parking area slowly, still holding hands in the dim lights, stealing a few soft, lingering kisses under the shadows before saying goodnight.

In the following weeks, our public dates continued in small, careful ways. We went for quiet dinners at restaurants a little farther from the office, where we would sit side by side and he would occasionally rest his hand on my knee under the table. One evening after coffee, we walked through a quiet park holding hands the whole time, fingers laced together, enjoying the simple thrill of being close without anyone from work knowing. Those gentle, stolen moments of affection in public only made the hidden fire between us burn stronger.

Then came the long weekend. He booked a beautiful villa at a resort. The moment the door closed behind us, the months of tension exploded.

We barely made it past the living room. He pulled me into a deep, hungry kiss, hands roaming over my body as if he’d been starving for me. Clothes came off in a frantic rush. I pushed him onto the bed and straddled him, grinding slowly against his hard cock while we kissed. He was nervous—it was his first time—but the desire in his eyes was unmistakable. I guided him inside me, sinking down inch by inch with a long moan. He filled me perfectly. We started slow, savoring every sensation, my hands on his chest as I rode him. His grip on my hips tightened, and soon he flipped me onto my back, thrusting deeper, finding a rhythm that had me gasping and clawing at his back. We tried different positions—me on all fours as he took me from behind, then missionary so we could look into each other’s eyes. It was a little clumsy, a little awkward in places, but intensely passionate and sweet. When he finally came inside me, groaning my name, I followed right after, shaking with release. We spent the entire weekend exploring each other’s bodies, fucking multiple times—on the bed, in the shower, against the wall—turning every fantasy we’d shared over video calls into reality.

After the villa, he started pulling away. I became desperate and seductive, practically begging him to come back to me. After a month, we rekindled things even more intensely. We booked hotel rooms in nearby cities for safety. I gave him sloppy, eager blowjobs, swallowing him deep while looking up into his eyes. I rode him like I was addicted, bouncing hard until we both came screaming.

Eventually he suggested a break and confessed he wanted a rougher DDLG dynamic—where he could dominate and I would submit. Instead of hesitation, I begged him to use me however he wanted. I bought pretty lingerie sets, calling myself his good little girl.

And than our first intense DS session in the hotel. I arrived at the hotel wearing a short coat over pink lace lingerie — bra, tiny panties, garter belt, and stockings, just as he had instructed. The moment the door closed, his entire demeanor changed. His voice dropped, becoming deep and commanding.

“On your knees, baby girl.”

I knelt immediately. He made me look up at him and call him “Daddy” while I took his cock into my mouth. He held my hair firmly and fucked my throat slowly at first, then deeper, making me gag and tear up. “Good girl,” he praised every time I took him further.

When he was satisfied, he pulled me up, bent me over the bed, and yanked my panties down.The first hard spank made me gasp. He didn’t stop — he spanked me relentlessly until my ass was burning bright red and I was whimpering into the sheets. He rubbed my sore cheeks, then slid his fingers between my legs.

“So wet for Daddy already,” he growled.

He pushed inside me in one deep thrust, choking me lightly from behind while he fucked me hard. Every thrust was possessive. He slapped my ass, pulled my hair, and kept asking, “Who owns this pussy?” I moaned “You do, Daddy” between broken gasps. He flipped me onto my back, pinned my wrists above my head, and fucked me while slapping my tits and pinching my nipples. The mix of pain and pleasure made me lose control completely. When he finally allowed it, I came so hard my entire body shook and I squirted for the first time.

He wasn’t done. He put me on all fours again and took me even rougher, choking me more firmly this time, leaving fresh bite marks on my shoulders and neck. When he finally came deep inside me, growling my name, I felt completely used and utterly satisfied.

After the session, He immediately switched to gentle aftercare. He pulled me into his arms, kissed my forehead, and whispered praises — “Such a good girl for me… you took everything so well.” He brought water, gently rubbed lotion on my bright red ass and the marks on my body, and held me close while I floated in subspace. I felt small, safe, and deeply owned. Looking at the bruises, handprints, and hickeys in the mirror later filled me with a strange, addictive pride. I secretly took photos of my marked body in the bathroom and sent them to him the next day with the caption “Yours.”

In the office the next day, No one suspects a thing. We act completely normal — distant, professional, minimal eye contact. I say a polite “Good morning” when I pass his desk. He nods formally. But underneath, everything is electric. I sit at my desk with a sore, marked ass, feeling the ache every time I shift in my chair. It reminds me of how he used me. Sometimes when our eyes meet across the office, a small secretive smirk appears on his face for a split second. I get wet instantly. During meetings I have to press my thighs together, remembering his hand around my throat the night before. We exchange normal work messages, but occasionally he’ll send a short “Behave, baby girl” that makes me blush at my desk. The secrecy makes it even hotter.

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Hi all. Thanks for your wonderful response to part 1 also thank you people for the suggestions. I have posted the second part along with the first part for better reach and for people who have not read the first part. I've made some tweaks to the first part based on suggestions. It will be a long read.

Happy reading.

This happened a few years ago. I had just been promoted to Audit Manager around the same time I broke up with my girlfriend. We had been together since school. For context, I'm 185 cm tall with a decent build from playing football and cricket for my school and college teams. I was assigned to lead an audit of a resort in South India that belongs to a big hotel chain. I had a couple of juniors with me. I had been to this same resort a few years earlier as a junior, so the place wasn't new to me. We went during the colder months.

One of the perks of being an audit manager is that you get your own room instead of sharing with the team. The resort had beautiful views and the rooms were spread out across the property. My team and I were given adjoining rooms in a quiet corner far from the main area. In these audits, we usually start with operations before moving to the financials. On the second day, we began auditing the front office. That's when I met her. Let's call her Y.

She was the Assistant Front Office Manager, from Jammu, and in her mid-20s. The moment our eyes met, there was an instant spark. I started discussing the issues we had noticed. We talked for about 20 minutes, but it felt like the longest 20 minutes of my life. She had these big, mesmerizing eyes, and our gazes kept locking. At one point, I checked the time on my phone. She noticed my Modern Warfare wallpaper and immediately asked if I played. She told me she was also an avid gamer and loved FPS titles. She mentioned she was really excited for the newest installment. Luckily, I had already downloaded it on my laptop (I always carry it during audits and have long gaming sessions at night).

I took a chance and invited her to my room the next evening to check out the game. To my surprise, she agreed right away and said she would come over. It was a Friday, and the next day (Saturday) was a local holiday. Most of the senior managers were planning to head home. My team had also decided not to work that weekend and do some local sightseeing instead. The plan was set.

The next day and a half passed painfully slow. Whenever we crossed paths around the resort, we would grin at each other but still keep it professional with just a small nod. Friday evening finally arrived. I had butterflies in my stomach. I told my team I was feeling sick because of the weather and asked them to go for dinner without me. I said I would order something in.

There was a gentle but hurried knock on my door. It was Y. She quickly stepped inside so no one would see her. She was wearing a jacket, jeans, and a cap for disguise. I had already turned on the heater and made the room nice and cozy. It was a really cold night. She took off her cap and jacket. Underneath she had a tight, low-neck t-shirt that hugged her body. I hadn't noticed her figure in detail the day before, but damn, she was hot. She was sweet enough to bring a pack of cigarettes and a few cans of beer. When I told her I wasn't really a beer person, she looked a bit disappointed but then joked and asked if I would mind if she finished all the cans herself. I laughed and said, "Be my guest."

She then asked if I was comfortable having a smoke. I said sure. She grabbed a beer for herself and we headed to the balcony. We sat behind the parapet wall so no one could notice us from outside. We shared the smoke and started talking, getting to know each other better. I found out she was an army brat and had traveled across the country. She told me funny stories about moving between army bases and growing up in one. Her laugh was light and infectious, and she had this confident, carefree energy that made the cold night feel warmer. Even while we were talking, our eyes kept locking onto each other for a little longer each time. There was this quiet pull building up.

After some time, I told her I was hungry and asked if she wanted to eat something. She nodded yes right away. She said she would hide in the bathroom when the food got delivered because she did not want to get caught. We ordered the food and then started playing the game.

I expected her to be a noob, but she was really good. That surprised me and made me more attracted to her. It felt like she was playing hard to impress me. Whenever she had a good kill , we gave high fives, and whenever she died in the game there would be shoulder pats, and pats on the thighs. Those little touches started to feel warmer and lasted a bit longer each time. We kept playing and eating. The room slowly felt more charged.

After a couple of hours, she asked if we could take another smoke break. I was not in the mood to smoke but I told her I would sit with her for company. We went back to the balcony and she lit up. She was being very playful. She kept hitting my thighs lightly and blowing smoke towards my face. Every time our eyes met, the silence between us grew heavier.

Then it happened. Our eyes locked again and this time the pull felt much stronger. We did not look away. Out of nowhere she leaned in slowly and kissed me. I was a bit taken aback at first, but deep down I had been wanting this. I started kissing her back. It was a deep and passionate kiss. I held her cheeks gently the whole time. Her lips were soft and tasted faintly of beer and smoke. She let out a tiny sigh into my mouth as our tongues first touched. After a few minutes we broke the kiss and both of us chuckled softly. I think we both knew something more was going to happen. I asked her if she wanted to take this inside. She immediately replied  "Let’s go in… I’m already so wet just from kissing you and it's so cold out here,” she whispered with a naughty smile.

As soon as we stepped inside, she pushed me onto the bed, jumped on top of me, and started kissing me again. This time the kiss was sloppy and dirty with a lot of tongue sucking. My hands moved to her thick denim covered ass and I started groping it. I sucked on her ear lobes and that turned her on even more.

Then I asked if I could remove her dress. She leaned in close,“I’m all yours tonight,” she breathed against my ear. “Use me however you want.” I did not need to ask for permission for anything. Right then I knew I was in for a crazy night.

I sat up on the bed after she whispered that she was all mine. I pulled her top over her head as she lifted her arms to help me. Her skin felt incredibly warm under my hands. That sweet mix of her perfume and her own scent was driving me crazy. I ran my hands slowly down her sides and paused just to look at her. She was wearing a fancy black bra, clearly prepared for this moment.

I leaned in and kissed her again, slow and deep. Our tongues moved together while my fingers worked on her back. I unhooked her bra and let her boobs fall. At first I touched them gently, squeezing lightly and teasing her nipples with my thumbs. She let out a soft moan into my mouth. Her nipples hardened instantly under my thumb.

I bent down and took one nipple in my mouth, sucking slowly. She loved it. She pushed her chest forward, held the back of my head tight, and whispered, "Harder." I sucked harder, using my tongue and a little teeth. “Yes… like that… bite them,” she gasped, her voice husky. She moaned louder and arched her back. I switched to the other one and did the same. She was breathing fast, pressing my head firmly into her chest. It was clear she wanted it rough on her breasts.

Her hand slid down and started rubbing my cock over my pants. She gave me a naughty smile and quickly opened my belt. She pulled my pants and underwear down together. My cock sprang out. She looked at it with wide eyes and said, "Oh fuck, it's so big." She sounded genuinely surprised. "I can’t wait to feel it inside me." “God, you’re going to stretch me so good,” she added, biting her lip.”

She wrapped her hand around it and stroked me nice and slow, eyes locked on mine the whole time. It felt incredible. I closed my eyes for a moment, just enjoying her touch. "You’re so hard for me," she murmured.

I laid her down on the bed and took off her jeans and panties in one smooth motion. She was completely naked now, looking stunning with her milky thighs and soft curves. As I moved between her legs, her warm, musky-sweet scent hit me stronger. She was already so wet.

I kissed her deeply again while playing with her breasts. I sucked and bit her nipples the way she liked while sliding my hand between her legs. She was soaking. I rubbed her clit first, then pushed two fingers inside her, moving them faster. I kept going she moaned loudly, hips moving against my hand. "That feels so good," she breathed. Her legs started shivering and her pussy throbbed around my fingers. She came hard, moaning my name and squeezing my hand tight between her thighs as her whole body shook.Her walls clenched rhythmically around my fingers as she rode out the orgasm, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure.

After she came, she grabbed my hand, pulled my fingers out, and licked them clean while looking straight at me. That was incredibly hot. "Mmm, I taste good on you," she said with a smile.

Then she pushed me onto my back. She kissed down my chest and lower. She took my cock in her hand again, licked the tip teasingly, then took me deeper. She gave me one of the best blowjobs I’ve ever had — deep, wet, and eager, using her hand at the same time and gently sucking my balls. I held her hair, breathing heavily. “Fuck… your mouth feels incredible,” I groaned.

She looked up at me and whispered, "I want you to cum in my mouth." I hadn’t cum in a long time, so when I came, I came a lot. It was so much that some started leaking out through her nose. I’ve only seen that happen in porn before, and fuck, it looked so hot and dirty on her face. She swallowed most of it and licked my cock clean with a satisfied smile.

We lay there catching our breath for a minute. I pushed her back on the bed and went down on her, spreading her legs wide. I licked and sucked her clit while fingering her again. She was very sensitive now. "Don’t stop… it feels so good," she gasped. She came hard in my mouth, her legs shaking around my head. I moved up and we kissed deeply, tasting each other. The mix of our flavors on each other’s tongues made the kiss even filthier.

By now we were both sweaty and desperate. She pulled me close, eyes heavy with desire, and whispered, "I need you inside me now. Don’t be gentle." Thank God, I had a couple of condoms with myself. She helped me put on the condom and a gave a kiss on my dick.

I got between her legs. She held my cock and guided it herself. I pushed in slowly. She was so wet and warm. We both moaned at the same time. After a few strokes she wrapped her legs around me tight and begged, "Fuck me harder." I started thrusting deeper and harder, the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the room. Her breasts bounced with every stroke as I sucked on them.

We stayed in missionary for a while. I went deep while she dug her nails into my back. I bit her neck, leaving marks. Then I flipped her over to doggy style. I spanked her thick ass a few times and bit her cheeks. She pushed back against me eagerly. "Spank me more," she said breathlessly. I grabbed her hips and took her harder. She came again, her pussy squeezing me tight, legs shaking as she moaned into the pillow. “I’m cumming… don’t stop fucking me!” she cried out, her voice muffled by the pillow.

She climbed on top next and started riding me, first grinding, then bouncing. Her breasts looked amazing moving in front of my face. I played with her nipple. She was so fit and core muscles were so impressive to have ridden me like that. “Look at me while I ride you,” she moaned, staring straight into my eyes. It was such a power assertion.

I moved her into spooning position, lifting one leg. I thrust deep and steady while I was groping her boobs and she was rubbing her clit. She came for the third time, breathing heavily and trembling in my arms.

We were both drenched in sweat. Feeling adventurous, she looked at me and said, "Let’s go outside." We stepped onto the balcony completely naked. The cold night air felt sharp against our hot skin. I bent her over the parapet wall and entered her from behind again. The thrill of being outside made everything more intense. I spanked her and pulled her hair gently. She moaned louder. Suddenly her whole body started shaking hard. She came violently, squirting all over my legs and the floor. "Oh god, I’m squirting," she cried out as I held her up.Her legs buckled and I had to hold her waist tightly so she wouldn’t collapse from the intensity

Back inside, I was close. She got on her knees, pulled the condom off, and sucked me again until I came in her mouth for the second time. She swallowed most of it and licked me clean.

After resting a little, she surprised me by saying she wanted to try anal and she wanted it raw. We didn't have any lube but substituted with coconut oil which was part of resort toiletry kit. We used plenty of coconut oil. I started slow with my fingers while kissing her back. "Go slow baby," she breathed. I took her in doggy first, pressing in very carefully. When I finally entered her, it felt incredibly tight. She moaned loudly but soon started pushing back. We changed to her on her back with legs up. She rubbed her clit as I moved inside her. “Fill my ass… I want to feel you cum deep inside,” she had moaned just before I finished. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pushed deep and came hard inside her ass. The feeling was intense. I stayed inside her for a while before slowly pulling out.

We were both completely exhausted. We cleaned up, got under the blanket, and cuddled. Her head rested on my chest. Looking at her body, I saw all the hickeys on her breasts and neck, and bite marks on her ass and thighs. We didn’t say much more. Soon we passed out and slept deeply for a few hours.

I woke up in the middle of the night because I needed to pee. The room was dark and quiet. When I moved, I saw her lying there completely naked. The blanket had slipped off and her ass looked so good. Just seeing her like that made me hard again right away.

I reached for the coconut oil, warmed it in my hands, and gently rubbed it on her ass. She moved a little. I oiled my cock too, then spooned her from behind. I lifted one of her legs a bit and slowly pushed inside her ass. As soon as I entered her, she woke up with a soft gasp. “Mmm… baby?” she murmured sleepily, her voice husky with surprise and pleasure.She turned her head slightly and moaned. I started moving slowly, grabbing and squeezing her ass with my hand. It felt really good. She was awake now and pushing back against me. Her breathing quickly grew heavier, turning into soft, needy whimpers every time I sank deeper. I could not last long at all. After just a few minutes I came hard inside her, filling her ass again. I stayed inside her like that and just pulled her closer. Both of us fell asleep with my cock still in her cum filled ass in the spooning position.

A few hours later, almost dawn, I felt her moving. She slowly pulled forward and took my cock out of her ass. Then she turned around, held it in her hand, and started licking me clean. She did it quietly and carefully.

When she was done, she looked up at me with a sleepy smile and whispered, "I want to do something fun."

She pushed me gently onto my back and moved down. She spread my legs and leaned in. The second her warm tongue touched my ass I got surprised. She started rimming me, moving her tongue in slow circles. Damn, it felt so good. Her tongue was doing amazing things. I had rimmed my ex before but she never did it back to me. This was the first time and it was driving me crazy. “Fuck…, that feels incredible,” I groaned, gripping the sheets tightly. She responded with a soft, satisfied hum, clearly enjoying how much she was turning me on.

She kept going, licking me nicely while stroking my cock with her hand. I held the sheets tight and breathed harder, totally lost in how it felt.

After some time she stopped, came up and gave me a smile. "Want to join me in the shower?" she asked.We got up and went to the bathroom. It had a nice big bathtub. We filled it with warm water and got inside together. She lay back on me, resting her back against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and started kissing her neck and her ear lobe. My hand went down between her legs and I started fingering her slowly. She was breathing faster and moving her hips against my fingers. “Just like that… you know exactly how I like it,” she whispered, tilting her head back to kiss my jaw. Then I reached for the bathtub hand shower, switched it to jet mode, and directed the strong pulsing stream straight at her swollen clit while I kept fingering her deeply. Her reaction was immediate. She had a very violent orgasm — her whole body started shaking and throbbing uncontrollably as she moaned heavily and loudly. Her legs trembled violently and she gripped my arm hard, completely lost in pleasure as the orgasm tore through her.

Then I made her stand up in the tub. I stayed on my knees and started eating her pussy. I licked her up and down slowly at first, then sucked on her clit. She held my head and moaned. After some time she could not control it anymore. She turned around and went on all fours in the tub. Now I wanted to return the favor. I spread her ass cheeks and started rimming her. I licked around her tight hole in circles, then pushed my tongue inside a little. She pushed her ass back against my face and moaned louder. I kept licking her ass and fingering her pussy at the same time. She was breathing heavy and her legs were shaking. I continued eating her ass for a while. She really enjoyed it. Then we realized there were no condoms left. She turned her head and said, "Just go in raw. But please dont cum inside me."

We tried to have sex in the tub but it was too slippery and awkward. We kept sliding around.

I tried but it was not working well because of the water. So I took the hand shower, switched it to jet mode, and held it against her pussy while fingering her. She started moaning louder and came really hard, shaking and holding my arm tight.

After that she said, "I want you properly now." We got out of the tub and went under the shower. The water was falling on us. I took her from behind and fucked her hard. She pushed back against me and moaned.

We changed positions. I turned her around, lifted one leg and fucked her standing. Then I made her face the wall, bent her over and took her from behind again. It got rough under the water. When I was close she got on her knees and took me in her mouth. I came hard and she swallowed everything.She looked up at me with water running down her face, licked her lips, and smiled. “I love how you taste in the morning.”

After that we dried ourselves. She got dressed, gave me one last kiss and headed back to her quarters. I watched her leave with a big smile.

I was tired the whole day after that morning. I tried to focus on some pending work but my mind kept replaying everything we did. I took a nap in the afternoon but kept waking up with a hard boner. I could not stop thinking about her warm body, her moans, and how tight she felt.

We had exchanged numbers and added each other on Snapchat. Later that day she started sending teasing pictures. First her cleavage, then just in her bra, and after some time she sent full naked pics of her ass and pussy. Every photo made my cock twitch. I sent her clear pictures of my hard cock from different angles. We kept exchanging photos and dirty messages. My cock stayed hard most of the day and I had to control myself.

I went out with the team for some time and managed to sneak away to buy condoms and lube. I quickly got a pack and a bottle and hid them in my pocket.

Unfortunately she was on night duty on Saturday. But late evening she sneaked out and came to my room. The moment she entered we started kissing. I pushed her against the wall and kissed her hard while fingering her. “I’ve been wet and thinking about you all day,” she confessed between kisses. She was already soaking wet. The Snapchat teasing had clearly driven both of us crazy. We had a short, good session. We fucked in missionary while looking at each other, then hard doggy where I spanked her ass a few times.Each slap made her moan louder and push back greedily. “Harder… mark me,” she begged. She rode me on top, her tits bouncing, and we also did spooning. We rimmed each other too. She especially asked me to rim her because she loved it. I made her go on all fours, spread her ass and licked her properly. I licked around her hole and pushed my tongue in. She was moaning loudly and pushing her ass back on my face. It turned me on so much. Later I fucked her ass and came deep inside her. “Your tongue feels so fucking good… don’t stop,” she panted. “Yes… fill my ass again,” she moaned as I emptied into her.

On Sunday evening she came back. We were both very tired but still wanted each other. We had another nice session. This time it was slower and more intimate. She kept whispering dirty things in my ear while riding me lazily, “I’m going to miss this cock when you leave.” Lots of kissing, fucking in different positions, and anal again. After we finished we slept completely naked, cuddling tightly. Her warm body against mine felt really good. I fell asleep holding her.

We finished the audit around Thursday. Sadly we could not get any more time together after that Sunday. It was a big bummer. We both wanted more but work got too busy. Still, we stayed active on Snapchat. We sent nudes and dirty messages almost every day. It kept things exciting.

This was definitely not the last of us. From the start we had agreed it was no strings attached and would not become anything serious. One day she told me about her close friend who was fun and open. So the three of us planned a weekend trip to Pondicherry. I will write about Pondicherry sexcapdes and post the same soon. Pondicherry will be always be in top 3 in terms of experiences.

Please don't hesitate to ask any questions or suggestions. Happy to take suggestions especially. Got a lot love and suggestions for the previous part.

Also when I posted the last story, Y saw the story too. She loved it and messaged me immediately. I told her sometime I'll back I'll write, she was excited back then. Now she's elated. Thank you wonderful people of reddit. Once appolgies for the long read. Sorry if there were my writing mistakes

Loads of love.

M30, sharing my kink experience
I was dating this girl few years back who was working in IT and staying at a PG, I met her on Instagram and dropped a text complementing her and we started to chat and later planned to meet for a coffee. She was a model too and have posted some decent shoots pics which made me reach out to her. One the first meet itself she was interested in me and we had to go to a pub because of her sexy dress which won’t be apt for a cafe. After few drinks we decided to take a room and had a great sex. I have this habit of filming the scene and also clicked some pictures of her naked which she initially shy but then started to pose. So now we both are become the hookup partners. After few more night stays one day I told her i have a kink to see you get filmed by a photographer and told I’ll do all the arrangements she was very excited too. So looked for photographers in Instagram and spoke with few and selected a guy who was good with boudoir kind of shoot. I also purchased some lingerie and sexy sheer outfits for the shoot, booked a resort room and took her there. Once we went there, she got ready with her makeup and gave her the outfit, she was shocked to see it , she thought it will be a casual shoot but it was boudoir, but she was slutty too and got changed to it right away, it was a black cutout sheer lingerie where her nipples are slightly visible and the panty was also sheer. I gave her the bathrobe and made her relax. Then i invited the photographer inside and we all had a small chat and once we started to shoot. She took off her robe and the photographer was in awe. He also dint expect that the first outfit itself will be this bold. I gave them the room and told to carry on and I went to the sofa , took a drink in my hand and was watching the shoot. She is too good to be a model, she was giving all perfect poses before he asked and in-fact gave the boldest poses. One time her lingerie moved and her nipple came out , he stopped and saw me and told me to adjust as she was lying in the bed and posing, in facial expression itself I told him you only adjust it. He went closer and touched her and adjusted the bra and she was all silent and smiled. Next to change the outfit, it was a topless concept but covering with her hands. Again the slutty side came and she gave side poses without covering her boobs. I was getting horny seeing her posing like that to a random stranger along with me.
I had this thought of fucking her and get it clicked but since it’s our first shoot I did not initiate. After few shots , it got late for the photographer so we had to complete the shoot and once he left the night was for us.
100% true incident

So ye baat 2 se 3 saal pehle ki hai mai local bus travel kr raha tha city mai jis route pe jaha raha tha waha buses kam hai and crowd jyada hota hai tb evening ho rahi toh College office se sb log jaa rahe the bheed bhot thi full pack toh toh ek stop pe do ladkiya bss mai cha gayi friends thi wo dono so ek ladki mere samne aagyi and ek mere piche and bus pehele se full bhari padi thi toh dono ke bick mai phas gaya tha and donoki body touch ho rahi thi jb bhi break maro I tried to avoid but nhi ho pa raha tha ab unki touch ki wajah se i got hard and jo mere samne wali ladki thi usko sb feel ho Raha tha aur jb jb break lag raha tha tb aur close aaane lag gai and jb log utarte hai toh log ek dusre ko push krte hai aur tb wo pura close aagyi mere ab uska ek pair mere bick mai tha and itna close the ki wo puri tarah touch ho raha tha and kuch der baad wo smjh gayi and ab wo bhi intentionally thodi body rub karni lagi meri tarf and enjoy kr rahi thi and phir wo apni frnd ko bata rahi thi aankhon se aur haathon ke isharo se bata rahi thi ki mujhe boner aya hai and phir uske baad kuch der wahi chalta raha phir bss khaali hone lad gai mai side chala gaya phir uski frnd jo mere puch rhi wo side mai aagyi phir wo bhi meri taraf break lagte hi body pr girne lagi phir ek seat khali hogai aur hum uss pr baith gaye tb wo apne boobs mere elbow pr run kr rahi thi tb maine himmat krke uske thighs pr hath rakh diya jyada kuch kr nhi paya bus mai the and unfortunately mera stop bhi agaya but wo moment mai kbhi miss nhi kr paaunga apni life Mai dono frnd mai mujhe itna hard karaya tha apne touches se

24m here.

So I study mbbs at a medical college in kerala. So one day when I was in the dermatology OPD, a man in early 30s came for consultation. His complaint was that he had severe itching on his 🍌.  So this ma'am (Dermatologist of around early 30s as well) who attended him asked him to undress and retract the skin of his🍌 to look for any disease.  But when he undressed, the thing was almost completely erect. And skin was a bit tight from the erection so that it was difficult for him to retract.  So our ma'am wore the gloves and retracted the skin herself.  What made it more awkward was when the guy suddenly came when she retracted the skin. A nurse wiped his cum and the ma'am completed that awkward examination.

Too long story to confess ask me anything.

So in the past few days I have heard something regarding Indian men and how much of a toxic superiority complex or toxic male ego complex they have towards women and that too especially in bed.

The reason for this is cuz most of them who hook up with a stranger woman they treat her like nothing more than a prost\*tute in my opinion.

Reason for this opinion being they try to force the woman even if she doesn't want to continue it, abuses are pretty common too although ( I don't know about fetish people), treat them like a tool fuck and forget.

By Forget I mean it's a hookup obviously but at that particular time you fuck and then leave the woman on her own no talks no respect no making her comfortable. & The one of the biggest reason I forgot to add showing off infront of other guys about it.

Well this is everything based on what I have heard from many women cuz I am simply a virgin and don't know a thing about it but still going to say this if you can't respect and make her comfortable with you you're not a MAN

Another sensual confession of a Reddit Friend...

I had been friends with both of them since college — the three of us were always together, hanging out, laughing, sharing everything. But privately, I was sleeping with each of them as friends with benefits. It started casually with one, then later with the other. They both knew I was seeing other people, but I hadn’t told either about the other.

That weekend, since my parents were away for work, the three of us planned a private party at my place — just us. We bought drinks, ordered food, played music, and turned the living room into our own little celebration. As the night went on and the alcohol kicked in, the vibe became more flirty and intimate. We were on the couch, me in the middle, when I finally confessed, my heart hammering: “I want both of you. Together. At the same time. I’ve been sleeping with both of you… and I can’t stop fantasizing about having you both at once.

”I expected awkwardness or hesitation. Instead, they looked at each other, then at me with heated eyes. They admitted they had already figured it out weeks ago, had talked about it between themselves, but didn’t want to pressure me. They were completely up for it and had been waiting for me to say something. The tension instantly turned electric.They didn’t rush. Even right after the confession, they were patient and caring, making sure I felt completely comfortable and wanted.

It started right there on the couch. One leaned in and kissed me slowly, deeply — soft lips, teasing my tongue, sucking gently on my lower lip. The other moved my hair aside and kissed my neck from behind, slow and open-mouthed, sending shivers down my spine. Their hands were everywhere — sliding under my top, caressing my breasts, pinching my nipples lightly until they were hard and aching. Fingers stroked my thighs, moving higher, teasing between my legs until they felt how soaked I already was from the confession and the building anticipation.

They kissed me for a long time — taking turns, sometimes both at once, mouths on my lips, my throat, my shoulders. They undressed me piece by piece right there, kissing every new inch of skin they revealed until I was completely naked between them. Four hands explored me slowly — my back, my stomach, my ass, my inner thighs, teasing my pussy until I was trembling with need.They stayed dressed a little longer just to focus completely on me, then got naked too. Both of them were hard, looking at me like I was their deepest fantasy come to life. We moved to my bedroom, the heat never cooling.

My heart was pounding with nerves, excitement, and raw vulnerability as they laid me down on the bed with pillows under my head. I felt so exposed yet incredibly safe and desired between them. One of them spread my legs gently and lowered his mouth to my pussy. The first slow, warm lick across my clit made me gasp sharply, my back arching off the bed. Pleasure flooded through me instantly. He took his time, licking me with long, flat strokes, then sucking softly on my clit while sliding a finger inside me. I was dripping wet, and the slick, obscene sounds mixed with my shaky moans filled the room.

At the same time, the other kissed me passionately, his tongue matching the rhythm below, his fingers playing with my breasts, rolling and pinching my sensitive nipples until I was whimpering into his mouth.

Emotionally, I felt overwhelmed — a dizzying mix of shy embarrassment at being so openly shared and an incredible rush of being worshipped. Two mouths, four hands, all focused entirely on me after my bold confession. When they switched, the second one licked me even more hungrily, curling his fingers to hit that perfect spot inside. The pleasure built slowly but intensely, making my thighs tremble and my breath come in short, desperate gasps. I felt powerful for confessing what I wanted, yet completely surrendered to them.

When I was close and desperate, one positioned himself between my legs and pushed inside me slowly. The thick stretch made me moan loudly, my hands gripping his back as he filled me completely. I felt so full, so claimed, and strangely emotional — like all the hidden tension and secret hookups were finally exploding into something real and shared the same night I admitted it. He moved in long, deep, steady strokes, grinding against my clit with every thrust while looking into my eyes. The other kissed me deeply, whispering how beautiful I looked taking him, how much they had wanted this.

They switched after some time. The second one entered me, and the slight difference in feel and rhythm made my head spin with fresh pleasure. They then put me on top — I sank down slowly onto one of them, whimpering at the deep fullness as I took every inch. While I rode him in slow, rolling movements, feeling both powerful and completely taken, the other pressed against my back, kissing my neck and shoulders, reaching around to rub my clit in tight circles. Being sandwiched between their warm bodies like that — one deep inside me, the other’s hands and mouth all over me — made me feel adored, filthy, and perfectly overwhelmed. I felt wanted in a way I had never experienced before.

We kept shifting gently — me on my back again, one thrusting into me while I took the other into my mouth, tasting myself on him. The dual sensations pushed me over the edge. My orgasm hit hard and sudden. My whole body shook uncontrollably, my pussy clenching tightly around the cock inside me as intense waves of pleasure crashed through me. I cried out, tears of overwhelming release pricking my eyes. They held me through it, murmuring soft praises, never stopping their touches.

They kept going, building me up again with slow, passionate strokes. The sight of them stroking themselves while watching me, then switching who was inside me, made me feel incredibly sexy and desired. When they were close, they pulled out and came on my stomach and breasts in hot, pulsing streams, groaning softly. I loved the warm, messy proof of their lust for me.

Afterwards, we lay tangled together, breathing heavily, laughing quietly, touching lazily. They cleaned me up tenderly, brought me water, and cuddled me from both sides under the sheets. No awkwardness at all — just warmth, closeness, and this thrilling new secret between us.

On the journey to be a sub

This time I asked her to touch below balls when jerking me and moaned slowly as she drifted low, finally she started scratching my hole and as I moaned louder, she understood and fingered me like a girl.

Next I want to be humiliated by her

Hey 👋

During my first job onsite in a small town, things got wild.

There was this traditional late-30s teacher at the coaching centre - always in a cotton saree. One evening she pulled me into a back room. Pushed me against the wall, hiked up her saree and I fucked her hard and fast while she moaned into my shoulder, bangles jingling. She walked out like nothing happened.

Then I had a secret affair with another girl there - passionate and risky.

At the end, after successful project, my client gifted me a young hooker as “thank you”. First time with a professional. She was good and I fucked her good before leaving.

Small town, big adventures.

No judgment, just sharing. Let’s keep it real ❤️