So, I used to date a guy that was addicted in sex, so we used to have a lot of sex. One of those times (the last time I had sex with him), we took some molly together and we started tripping very hard, and got really turned on. So he took some coconut oil and started to rub all my body with it, stopping on my breasts and rubbing really hard, very intense – it wasn’t hurting and was so f* good! And I was so turned on that my mind wasn’t thinking anymore, I was just responding to the extreme feelings of excitement. Then he started the penetration, one hand rubbing gently one nipple, the other on my clitoris and it was like heaven, I was in heaven with so much stimulation… I knew it was the last time cause the guy was kind of crazy, a little bit boring, so it was a very nice way to say bye bye!

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Dear Santa,
enough of bicycles, would you bring me a cyclist instead this year? Weather-beaten, lean and strong, focused, persistent, and with a well working cardiovascular system, if you know what I mean… I promise to practice earnestly all year round, come rain or shine, to his pleasure and mine.
Yours,
usually good,
the girl.

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Last year,we bought a new tenttrailer, a foldable tent in a little cart. When we are on a camping, it is our aim, to have good, hot sex in it, letting the whole contraption shake and rattle on the rythm of my thrusts… the thin tentcloth doesn’t stop our moans and grunts, they are clearly audible. And all this, only meters away from the other camp sites around us! We do not care, that other people can hear us having a pleasurable time, life is too short for that… And then, the next morning… we are both in a extremely good mood, after a good night of sex, all cheerful, and we greet our fellow campers with a grin on our faces on our way to the showers! We know, that they know what we were up to last night, but we just don’t care at all…

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After sex I ask “do you have a kink…some secret you’ve never shared?” He smiles. “Yes. But that’s for another day. It’s too naughty.” This drives me wild and every night I beg him to tell. One day he meets me at the front door and we kiss. His heart pounds. Leading me to the bedroom, he’s laid out some clothes: a little top, short loose skirt, white lacy panties, stockings. “Put them on and come to the kitchen” he says breathlessly. My adrenaline races. What has he in store for me? I walk slowly to the kitchen and to my surprise two bar stools stand in the middle of the floor, a table between them. On the floor, trifles, cakes, jugs of custard and chocolate, pies. Wearing just his shorts he says “we’re going to play a game. The winner of each round can do whatever they want”. Now my heart races…surely he doesn’t mean…? We sit on the stools and play a card game we both know. I can barely concentrate…and lose, both horrified and excited at what might happen. “Stand up” he says biting his lip. He removes my skirt and runs his thumb inside the top of my panties. Picking up a large trifle, he holds them open and slowly pours. I squeal as the cream and custard hit my clit and the fruit and sponge land firmly in my crotch. Slowly he pulls the panties up my crack and the trifle drips down my legs. So cold, gooey…so fucking naughty. Then I win and he moans as I pour warm chocolate into his shorts and massage his cock through the material. Over and over we play; he drenches my hair in custard, I pie him in the face. He rubs chocolate into my bare breasts. The final game and suddenly he’s tense, badly wanting to win. He does and slowly removes my panties. He takes 2 deep cakes with cream, fruit and chocolate and layers them upon my stool. “Spread your legs and sit down slowly”. I can’t believe I’m doing it but it feels amazing. He kneels behind, stroking himself as I grind my hips, destroying the cakes. He grabs what’s left and spreads it all over my ass, my pussy. He starts to eat me out…and we fuck on the floor.

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Like a lot of twenty-something women, I love going out dancing with my friends. A bunch of us, out nightclubbing, and grabbing a greasy kebab at the end of the night when we’re super drunk and hungry. This one fantasy I have though, (and I would LOVE to see it in film….) combines hungry-ness and horni-ness… so it’s the end of the night and we go into a kebab shop, and the guy behind the counter is so fucking cute. So we ask when he’s finished and he says “in half an hour”, so we order a kebab each and sit and watch him and wait for him to finish. And when he’s done, he turns out the lights and locks the door, and we fuck on top of the tables! Me and my best girl friends, surrounded by greasy, delicious food and sex. And afterwards he makes us chips to take home. Does everyone feel super hungry when they’re horny?!

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I don’t have the money to donate a lot to charity. So I tend to do my bit for the world in other ways. I mean, I see so many people lonely and depressed out there, that I sometimes offer them an intimate time. They don’t believe me at first, but those who let me, say that I’ve given the best experience of their lives. I make them feel special. Like a single old man cut off from society, he had craved for his body to be touched. A coworker who had lost his job, I spent the night hugging him tightly. I gave a blowjob to the hardworking janitor, whose work was never acknowledged. Just to name a few. This is a win-win situation.

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“Come on, keep going! Do you want rock-hard abs or not? ”

The girl’s voice, coming from the TV, was expected to motivate me and push me beyond my physical limits. Instead, bent on the mat in the living room, I plodded in an attempt to keep up with her pace, overcome with fatigue and totally sweaty.

“Come on, let’s make another 20!”

At one point I felt my strength come less completely. I closed my eyes and interrupted the exercise, leaning my back on the ground. I panted heavily gasping for breath.

“What are you doing? Who told you to stop? ”

Incredulous, I lifted my head and looked at the screen. The personal trainer seemed to stare at me straight in the eye.

“Yeah, it’s you I’m talking to”

“I…”

I barely uttered a word, and – I could not believe it! – the girl leaned out of the screen. Now she was in front of me, in the flesh.

“Let’s see if there’s something else I can make rock-hard…”

She walked over and knelt beside me; I noticed her erect nipples under the Lycra top and the sweat that beaded her neck. She tucked a hand in my shorts and kissed me, sucking my tongue with greed. We fucked like animals, and after coming, completely exhausted, I fell asleep on the floor.

When I woke up, the back aching, there was no sign of her.

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I have a close friend, living just across the freeway a few blocks away. One morning a week, usually Fridays, I walk across a bridge to her place for a morning coffee. Early in the morning, before breakfast. We discuss everything between heaven and earth, also very intimate subjects. She once asked me to take photos of her, of quite an intimate nature… This got us even closer and we became more physical, taking every chance to touch each others hands, cheek, etc. One morning, her 8 year old daughter was still at home when I came. She was ill and had to stay at home for school. But me and my friend wanted to get close. Suddenly, she went to the bath room, still in her negligé. After a while she called for me, to help her take down the laundry hanging across the ceiling. So I did, and standing behind her, I grabbed her by the breasts through the negligé. She rubbed her body against mine, while her daughter was lying the living room sofa, coughing under a blanket. I lifted the hem of my friend’s negligé and pulled down my trousers while she leaned forwards, her hands on the sink. I quickly put my cock in her pussy and we fucked frantically. My friend is a moaner and realised that the door to the bath room was open. She swung around, me still in her, and reached for the door (which opened outwards) and managed to close it without me separating from her. We continued to fuck, me holding my hand over her mouth to stop the moans from escaping. I came in her and we quickly washed and put our clothes back on before her daughter would knock on the door and ask what we were doing…
This is a true story

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Few decisions are as consequential as the purchase of a mattress. The sales guy was a little annoyed to see us back in the showroom a few minutes before closing time. We had wasted the better part of his afternoon without pulling the trigger. We had come back for one last mattress test.

We asked the sales guy to give us some privacy for our deliberations. Once he retreated to his desk, my wife reclined back on the bed. Her little skirt crawled up her hips and I yanked off her panties. We didn’t have any lube so I licked her pussy wet and turned her over for the first test: doggy style.

There were a number of positions that were essential to try out on a bed that might well support us for the rest of our sex life. Most of the mattresses held up fine to doggy style, even when I banged her pretty hard. The results were similar for the missionary.

“Should we try it out with three?” I asked. She might have wondered if I was joking if the sales guy was a tad cuter. But let’s be honest, he was a bit of a sleaze. We tried to ignore what he was doing with his hands behind the desk. But at least he was letting us put on a show in his showroom.

The ultimate test was the reverse cowgirl. She could hear how much I enjoyed watching her ass jiggle up and down my cock, so she banged me harder. A good mattress should absorb all that grinding just fine. The true test came when I crunched up to grab her tits and came with my legs in the air. I felt like I was fucking on a cloud.

We settled on a mattress called the Perfect Sleeper. Yeah, not a fucking chance.

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I’ve always had a strange sexual fascination with Tarzan.

Sometimes I fantasize about being a modern-day Jane. I’ll go to the jungle with a small group of people to do research. I’ll be sleeping alone in my tent in the camp we’ve made and he’ll come in the middle of the night. When I wake up, he’s standing over me. Not in a creepy way, but a fascinated way. He’s never seen another human like him before and especially not a beautiful woman. I’m equally fascinated by him and the chaos of his appearance–the muscles, the long messy hair, the animalistic posture.

I’d sit up slowly and without saying a word bring his hand to my body so he knows it’s okay. Then I let him give in to his curiosity–I’m unexplored territory and I know he’s anxious to adventure.

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I’m alone… My wife is away for a week with her mother. So, what does a man do when he is alone? No, not what you think… I am NOT searching the internet for cheap, depraved porn… In this true story I will tell you what I will do. Every night, before I go to sleep I will send her suggestive text-messages, in which I suggest some naughty things she can do with her body, while thinking of me, alone in her bed… In return, she will do the same, hopefully! Tonight I will send her my first naughty text, suggesting that she fingers herself, while thinking of me, and hopefully she will return my texts with naughty suggestions of her own… Long distance sex is better than no sex at all…

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Do you know that moment, the moment when your partner gets so horny that she loses herself and just only focuses on her own pleasure and getting where she’s absolutely entitled to? Seeing my girlfriend that way gives me more pleasure than my own pleasure. That’s why I sometimes phantasise on a situation where I, as the last remaining soldier of my batallion, get taken by amazon women with the sole purpose of their pleasure and procreation.They tie me up and they undress. They make it very clear what my purpose there is and why they kept me alive. At first I am shocked but seeing their beautiful bodies I quickly realise that there are worse fates in life, especially since they are very knowledgeable in stimulating my cock into hardness. The first amazon rides my cock with vigour, truly enjoying it is what gets me even more aroused. After I come, the second quickly uses her mouth and body to bring my penis back up to the task. Although tied up, I start using the rest of my body to increase the amazon’s pleasure. Knowing that a large number of them still wait to have me pleasure them, I accept it as an honour and a challenge to get them all to come. What seemed as hell at first just became my personal heaven.

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I finally summed up the courage to enter a studio and have them wax my body hair away. All of it. Even in the most intimate areas.

As the attendant spreads the warm wax on my private parts, and in particular my anus, my senses are submerged by unusual sensations and I drift into erotic fantasies… I imagine her unbuttoning her white overalls, dropping them to the floor, stroking me, sucking me, penetrating my virgin back door with a butt plug, she then climbs on the table and impales herself on my throbbing dick in a passionate quest for mutual pleasure…

That’s exactly the instant when she abruptly jolts me back to reality – ripping my body hair out. The interrupted fantasy hurts as much as the physical pain…

And I keep going back.

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I used to be addicted to the TrueBlood novels. I’d read them on my commute to University, always getting a little too hot and bothered for the likes of a public train. Fantasies spiralling around my mind. People would see my flushed cheeks, and glance at the book cover. The books weren’t necessarily erotica, but they were certainly erotic. Especially to a young woman who craved the bite of the undead.

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As an avid amateur baker, I am always conjuring up fantasies of the kitchen as an erotic space. In this one, I am in the kitchen making bread for a dinner party, naked except for my apron. My boyfriend comes home to find me mixing the ingredients, ass to the door and legs spread ever so slightly. He begins to tease me, brushing my clit with his fingers and pulling at my nipples. I don’t have time to stop working – guests will be here soon – so I continue to bake while my arousal grows. As I begin to knead the bread, he slips his cock into me from behind, fucking me to the rhythm of the bread on the counter.

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They’re meeting at her place.. “You’re going to have your most exciting sexual experience tonight, ” was all that she told him, “if you’re playing along my rules!”. Her door opens, all he finds is a single sheet of paper, telling him to undress and to put on the blindfold. He does and knocks on the inner door in anticipation.
The door is croaking when it’s opening and he feeels her hand guiding him into a place which must be the bedroom.
“Now we’re both going to enjoy this! Maybe you’ll remember that we agreed on sharing every experience from both sides when we first met. So I’m going to need your help to make you experience this.” He’s led onto the bed and his hands are fixed to the posts with ropes. His cock starts to swell and she grabs his legs, bends him over, his bottom to the top and fixes his ankles to his hands.
He’s totally exposed and is not able to move anywhere, which makes his cock even harder. “Well we both don’t want this to be over too soon”, she takes a cockring and puts it around his genitals, before removing his blindfold.
Now he see’s her in sex lingerie and can’t wait for what is coming. “I’m sure you did not forget the cum in my face, on our last encounter. Today is the day I want to see cum in your pretty face, my darling”, is what she tells him while gently striking his cock and pointing it into his face. Touching him and herself she teases him and it makes him even more horny than he could have imagined.
She stands up and goes where he can’t see. When she comes back to him after a short while he feels something cold at his balls and his anus. She moves a buttplug into him and he starts to feel the little vibrations of it. He’s very close to exploding when she stops. “This is going to make it much easier for me” she announces and places an electrode on the upper part of his cock. The second one was already placed between his balls and his asshole, when she put in the plug.
She lies down next to him and starts playing on the controls, until finally he cum’s all over his own face and she enjoys watching him.

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That evening was under a strong erotic spin. Close friends, a fine dinner, good wine, jokes, looking into each other’s eyes, and we were all quite aroused…

Eating can be extremely suggestive, and tonight we were really letting ourselves loose. It was almost a contest as to who’d be the most daring, the most exciting. It was very even.

Suddenly the phone rang, interrupting our evening. We all became quiet, but couldn’t let the mood fall. So while my wife was talking, I got behind her and put my hands under her blouse, caressing her belly, and reaching further and further. She was struggling to concentrate on her conversation…

Our friends were on the couch kissing and touching each other, my wife pressed herself harder against me, so I grew bolder, undid her bra, and caressed her breasts with one hand while the other slid in her very wet panties. She slid her free hand into my pants.

The excitement was compounded as our friends got up and joined us. Soon we were all busy kissing, touching, licking, eating her… and each other.

We realized the next morning we hadn’t hung up.

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Imagine me bound and naked in the middle of the room watching a porn movie. The door bell rings and some of your friends come in. They are naked under their coats. But before they take off their coats, I must eat 2 viagra pills. Your friends get naked and rub their bodies against mine. Then they watch me tying up my cock and balls. My cock will be so hard because of the viagra and because I tied it up so hard. Now you give me a swim short, which is much too small. And I’m so excited when we go to the beach.

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I dream about an erotic version of Cast Away, the 2000 survival drama starring Tom Hanks. In my dream I am shipwrecked and wake up on what I believe a deserted island. For days I try to find water and food without much luck. Just before I am about to give up hope, I’m discovered by a tribe of women who occupy the island. Lovingly they nurse me back to health. Although I was happy that they saved my life, it struck me as odd that the women wore no clothes and that I wasn’t allowed to wear any either.

As I got better it became obvious that I was kept alive as a sex slave to satisfy the women on the island and I was shared around if and when they were lusting after a man. At first it felt like a dream come true; I slept with beautiful and kind women, but one of the woman confided in me that if I failed to satisfy their needs I would become surplus to requirements and would be sacrificed to the island gods.

I knew that ultimately I would fail and plotted my escape. Secretly, I built a raft and one night, after one final evening of sexual exploitation, I set sail from the island. When I looked back the women stood on the beach and simply shrugged their shoulders and returned to their village, to wait for the next cast away.

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Me and my partner had just finished a meal at his parents’ house. Everyone had enjoyed a good amount of wine and we were all making our way to bed. Normally we never have sex there as the walls are incredibly thin and I find it very hard to contain myself when we fuck.

On this particular occasion, the alcohol and hot humid air were making me desperate to have him inside me. After going into the bedroom, Chris came up behind me and started kissing my neck. I leant back into him and I could feel his cock swelling. Outside, his parents passed by in the corridor. I immediately tensed up and remembered where we were. Worried about making any noise, I decided to make the night about his pleasure. I took him over to the bed and started going down on him. I could feel he was getting close when he gently lifted my head and pulled me forwards to kiss him.

“I want to fuck you,” he whispered in my ear.

“You know what I’m like,” I said. “Your parents will hear us.”

It didn’t matter. He turned me over onto my stomach and pressed himself down, flat, on top of me. He began thrusting into me with slow and powerful strokes. I could tell he was trying his best not to make the bed creak. I began panting, desperately trying to keep my mouth closed. The secrecy, the fear of being heard, it was driving us both wild with excitement.

He began thrusting harder and I was biting into the pillow, doing everything I could not to moan. I started using my hand to try and cover my mouth but he grabbed my wrists. It was a teasing game and trying to keep quiet was driving us both wild.

I was becoming weaker. I stifled a few more moans but then let one out loudly.

“shhh,” he whispered.

But he started fucking me harder. I felt myself getting closer and closer. Finally, I climaxed so hard my whole body seemed to spasm. I let out thunderous moan as he collapsed on top of me.

The need to stay silent gave me the biggest orgasm of my life. I’ll never know if we were heard, but one thing is for sure, I’ll definitely be repeating the experience.

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