Since covid, I’ve been letting my divorced 37 year old neighbour use me as a cumdump whenever he wanted to. He got divorced when he moved beside my apartment room and everything just clicked. We fucked after the first week and now he just uses my holes whenever he pleases.

If he was in the mood and I was home, he would text me what he wanted me to wear and I would be there within 10 mins. If I was in the mood, he would pop straight over and get to it. There was no pretext of meeting for a drink or weighing up the travel time against the quality of the sex. It just happened if one of us was both up for it.

Here’s a pic I took with his phone after he fucked me balls deep a couple weeks ago.

My bf normally has an erection in his sleep. He also has trouble waking up and getting out of bed in the morning.

So I thought I would help by giving him a handjob every morning to wake him up... it must feel nicer than an alarm clock, right?

just an fyi, i’m not gonna lie and tell a bunch of fake stories so don’t expect my answers to be really interesting😅

forgot i had this account honestly until i redownloaded reddit and logged on, so here i am. got a few weeks before my uni term starts so i might as well kill some time. ask me anything:)

here’s my body in case you guys were wondering (and to get more views😂) https://i.imgur.com/sL4JubU.jpg

My father died when I was in grade school, and my mother sacrificed her personal life and relationships to take care of me and my three siblings into adulthood. I don’t ever remember her going on dates, or having boyfriends or anything like that.

As an adult, she and I got to talking about our love lives and how she had noticed that my husband seems like a good man and father. And eventually the conversation turned to how I’m satisfied by him sexually and how she hasn’t had a lover of any kind in over a decade. I definitely got the longing vibe from her, like it was something she missed and really needed. And I felt so bad and so sorry for her.

Fast forward to a night or two later. My husband and I have a very fun and open way of communicating and lying in bed with him I blurted out “Would you ever want to have sex with my mom?” He was obviously skeptical of my question at first. But I told him about the conversation I had with her and that I think sex was something she really missed and needed. He was still apprehensive and reluctant but we bashed out some of the hypothetical details and I assured him I was okay with it and it wouldn’t affect our relationship. He was eventually on board.

My mother was a different animal so to speak. We are close but not always about intimate matters as she’s often shy and reserved to discuss them. I very delicately brought up the topic of her love and sex life again and gently steered the conversation to my idea about letting my hubby satisfy her needs. She was less receptive to the idea than he was. But I was able to get her to admit it wasn’t because she wasn’t attracted to or intrigued by my husband. She was mostly worried about ruining our marriage. I reassured her just as I did my husband.

I’m skipping over some details because this is getting to be long winded, but needless to say my husband and my mother have been meeting each other about once a week for about the last year or so for him to satisfy her needs.

https://m.imgur.com/a/69eny

So me and my wife work different shifts during the week, which can make it difficult to fit in as much sex as we’d like. When I come home, she’s usually already asleep, and so I’ll just make myself some dinner and chill out until it’s time for me to go to bed, which is when she wakes up.

I’d much rather fuck my wife than masturbate, so during the week I usually abstain from cumming. Anyways, we were talking about it, and she said, “If you’re horny, just take the comforter off and fuck me,”

I told her that’s kind of rapey, and she looked at me and said it wasn’t. She told me she always consents to sex with me, unless she states otherwise, and that is a standing invitation to fuck her while she sleeps.

Some more backstory: my wife takes sleeping medication to help with nightmares/flashbacks, and she’s knocked out cold for the first 4 hours after taking her pill, so waking her up is a near impossibility if something urgent comes up.

Last night, I come home, make a quick dinner, start to settle in, and I start to get really horny. I go to our bedroom, and she’s asleep on her stomach with her bare ass in the air. I immediately get hard, and grab the lube from my nightstand. I undress, and move onto the bed next to her. I put some lube in my palm, and start to work my hand over her pussy. She’s not moving at all, and I’m not sure she’ll be ready/open enough for my cock when I try to insert it.

I start to work my fingers inside of her with the lube, trying to get her ready, and when I am satisfied that I won’t hurt her, I lube my dick up, and position myself behind her. I put her leg down so they are both straight back, and I start to slide my dick into her from behind. It goes in with absolutely no problem, and I can tell that she’s wet, on top of the lube I used.

I fuck her gently at first, and then after about 5 minutes of that, I start slamming my dick into her. I’m so sure she’s going to wake up, as I’m really giving it to her, grabbing her tits, and holding her shoulders. I finally reach that all too familiar feeling of my orgasm swelling inside my dick, and about a minute after that, I cum inside of her, moaning loudly. She doesn’t fucking move lol.

I grab a bath towel and move it under her, and then cover her with the comforter, clean myself up, and go play video games until it’s time for me to go to sleep. I wake up the next morning to a note saying,

“Boo, I’m glad you decided to take care of yourself. I’m sorry that it’s come to this, but I hope you really enjoyed yourself. Waking up with your cum inside of me was fucking HOT. Love you!”

So I guess I’m going to start fucking my wife while she sleeps.... during the week, at least.

Before I get into this, let me say: This is a big secret of mine. NO ONE, save one friend, knows about this. Let me also say: I think it's something all women should do if they have a chance. Because honestly? This was a life-changing experience.

Back in 2018, I read about this guy in Manhattan whose side hobby is giving erotic massages to women. He has a very special set of skills, so to speak. He's been written up allll over the internet (Google it! Though as far as I can tell, he's not working during the pandemic).

Naturally, I was curious by this orgasm expert. Massages with a surprise ending have always been a huge fantasy of mine—whenever I used to get a normal massage, I'd hope the masseuse's hands would somehow drift toward my warm and pulsing regions. I'd often become gradually wetter over the course of the massage. But the much longed-for touch never happened.

After reading about the "doctor," I kept thinking about him—especially as my long-term relationship was declining rapidly. My ex and I were not compatible in the bedroom. He had a fairly low sex drive; I'm like the energizer bunny. Plus, he didn't give me an orgasm for the first three months we started dating, and after that, was extremely sporadic in his efforts. It'd come down to me begging for him to put in effort and touch me.

So the idea of having someone put all their attention on me, like this masseuse? That was sexy. More than sexy, actually. The idea of having someone lavish their attention on me felt like...medicine! (I'm a Venus in Leo, y'all, it explains everything!)

A few weeks after my ex and I broke up, I sent an email the guy, along with a photo and a short bio. At the time, I was 24 and adorable, but still worried about whether or not he'd accept me as a client because I'd never done anything like this before. It felt very illicit, dangerous, and also exciting as a result. The only reason I felt secure in even reaching out were the pages and pages of reviews, as well as articles. He was the real deal.

The doctor accepted me as a client and we set up a time to meet on a weekday evening. The whole day I was torn between talking myself out of it, and saying, "Hell yes, you gotta do this!" I veered toward "hell yes," luckily.

That evening after work, we met at a coffee shop. He walked me up to his apartment nearby. My inner monologue was bemused*: Am I really making small talk with a strange man about the weather, as a prelude to getting naked and having him touch my pussy?* Guess so.

Part of my comfort, too, was that he struck me as immediately trustworthy. He was a clean-looking middle-aged guy with a New York accent and a friendly demeanor. In his apartment, he laid out all the ground-rules and told me how the massage would proceed. Also, he was very clear with consent. I knew I could get up and leave at any point. Finally, he explained that technically, the service is free but I could leave a tip (which I did, of course!).

The time had come for me to get on the massage table, completely naked.

I was nervous while taking my work clothes off in his yellow bathroom. I'd read other women's testimonials, but part of me didn't think his fingers would work on me. Previously, having an orgasm with a partner always took a lot of "work" on my behalf. I'd have to rein in my thoughts, and try to concentrate so hard on not losing my concentration (girls know what I'm talking about). Often, I wasn't properly turned on by the time partners started going down on me, so it would take approximately 5 years to make me come, which would make me feel bad, and make it take longer, and and and. A vicious cycle.

Well.

My worries were for naught.

His massage skills worked. This guy was the master of "pre-heating the oven," which is my term for getting me excited. He started with a gentle massage, relaxing my body. Then, his hands started exploring the places I'd always wanted masseuses to explore. I was laying on my stomach when he started nearing my pussy. His hands first caressed my inner thighs, teasing. I couldn't help but moved my body so that his hands would get the message.

By the time he touched my pussy, I was on fire. The build-up was exquisite. Actually, the build-up did most of the work. My clit was legit throbbing from want. Then he got started, zeroing in on my spot with confident strokes. The man is skilled. Beyond skilled. It was like he spoke the language of bodies. He knew how to read what my movements were saying, and what to keep doing. I'd never been finger-fucked from behind like that. First, he went up and down with his hand in broad movements. Then he maneuvered his fingers so one hand was rubbing my clit in circles, just how I like it, and my body was bucking on his fingers. It was measured, almost clinical. Think about it as orgasm "therapy," almost.

I came like there was an entire waterfall going down my body. It was...sublime. Clearly, there was nothing wrong with me. A man could make me come.

But it wasn't over.

He turned me around, and started massaging my tits. I was suuuper raw after that first orgasm, and felt like putty. But I wanted more. I closed my eyes and waited for his fingers to drift back down toward my pussy. He motioned for me to put my legs in a butterfly pose on the massage table. The other orgasm, when I was laying on my stomach, built up over a while. It was like...simmering near a fireplace. And then suddenly you were on fire. This one, laying on my back, was much rougher. He fingered the hell out of me, so that I was bucking against his fingers. It's hard to think of anything that feels better than a man's fingers inside you and on your clit. Reader: I moaned.

There were about 10 minutes left in the session, and he asked what I wanted (another sexy sentence). I asked for another orgasm, with me on my stomach. I felt so exposed on my back; I wanted another cozy orgasm. I came in no time.

And here's the truth: If he kept going, I could've come again. And again. And again. But alas, instead of coming a million more times (or falling asleep on the table), I put on my clothes, thanked him, paid for the massage, and caught the train home.

The whole time home, I was smiling, in awe of my own naughtiness. Did I really just let a stranger finger me in his apartment?! Yes, I did—and I fucking loved it! I remember looking at the other commuters and feeling blissfully badass.

Obviously, you may have opinions on my "paying" to have an orgasm. But I hope I conveyed what an empowering, self-affirming experience this was. I ended up visiting him two more times. And when coronavirus is over, I'm going back!

Finally, I also hope the guys reading this have a better perspective on a) what women's bodies are capable of and b) how to treat 'em so that women melt in your hands. Because with time, patience, and ATTENTION, we can be putty. There's nothing sexier than a man who listens to your words and to your body. This experience made me empowered to only seek out partners who "talk" to me, in and out of the bedroom. And so far, so good!

Anyway, you can ask me anything!!

Hello you all,

Some of you might recognize me, I post videos of myself with LE BF on my subreddit (r/homemadehornygirl).

So yes, the first dick in me was in my ass and I'm now addicted (BTW I just posted a new 7min long video that is the first link on my subreddit, see below)

Anyways, hope to get some fun and interesting discussions here.

AMA!!

Video proof 1 is here

Video proof 2

And video proof 3, when I was just 18 years-old

Edit: never thought this would be a top for today, if you feel like helping me share my videos, please send a DM :).

I’m a 26M personal trainer from Australia, and have fucked 24 different married women that are/were my clients. I fucked a handful of other wives that weren’t my actual clients, but just went to the same gyms as I go. As of now, I am having an ongoing affair with 18 of my clients.

I never fuck anyone from the gym that isn’t married/engaged, because I’ve seen with my friends that have slept with single girls what kind of the negative fallouts that has. Besides, unfaithful women are my fetish.

Long time lurker but the first reason I've actually had to post. Ask away!

So I'm a 18 years old girl from a pretty strict and conservative muslim upbringing. As the title says I'm a 100% virgin and haven't even been seen naked by anyone outside my family. I'm a shy and reserved girl who wears modest clothes and sometimes a hijab. For some reason I bought a thong bikini the other day that I know I will never actually wear. After a long inner conflict with myself I decided to at least show it off on here and feel like a liberated western girl for once on my life: https://i.imgur.com/681y1wv.jpg

Pictures are on my profile. :)

https://imgur.com/a/69eny

Maybe I'm too cynical but for as long as I can remember the posts here have felt like made-up complete and utter bullshit 99% of the time.

"We're twin sisters who routinely have hang bangs with the neighbors...."

My wife and I have routine 4-somes with her bestie and husband..."

"18F spent the day at a glory hole yesterday and I'm addicted...."

It goes on and on and on..

Give me a break. You're probably 15 YO boy who's bored and clueless. Whatever... Enjoy the fantasy.

I don't have time for that. Best of luck to those who remain.

Technically, he's a former student. Wednesday was the last day of school. He was a senior. He graduated. I guess you can say that sex with me was his graduation gift.

Here's the photo, which he took.

http://i.imgur.com/vMla6hP.jpg

I'm 44, happily married and a mother. I love my husband and I'd do anything for my family. But I'm quite ambitious as a woman, and I have slept with multiple men to get what I want. Sometimes I feel guilty about it, but honestly, I have enjoyed it whilst in the act. And my husband is completely unaware of this. AMA.

My sister is in the military and last time she was home, she asked me for something which was pretty shocking to me at the time. She wanted me to keep her husband sexually satisfied while she is away. I rejected the idea at first. But she kept persuading me everyday since then and after thinking about it for days, I finally agreed to do it. After she left, her husband came over and we had sex for the first time. I won't lie it was a bit awkward for both of us and clinical.

However, after having sex multiple time in a week for about a month, we both got really comfortable with each other and sex became natural. After considering with her, I moved in with him and started doing the house chores too. It's purely sexual between us and we both are very aware the reason why we are doing this. I am back at my place as I am typing this right now as she is home now for some days.

Please be gentle with your comments. I know its not something you get to hear or happens everyday, yet we all came to an agreement about this. Both of them would be reading this post most probably as I have told them about this post so please don't harsh about them, especially her.

https://i.imgur.com/UXoer48.jpg let's hear it!

I've seen a similar post in the past, but my situation is a touch different so I thought I would offer an AMA. I don't do this to get laid; just for side money for me and my kids (I am a single father with primary custody). There are a lot of eye-opening facts about this gig. A couple clarifications here:

a) I'm a trained massage therapist, but massage therapy is NOT my primary profession and hasn't been for many, many years (I went to school for it a looong time ago).

b) Work at my primary profession has picked up a great deal and times aren't as tough as they once were, so I rarely do this anymore. But I have a lot of interesting stories.

EDIT, 2021: Found the love of my life and retired from this gig, but still happy to answer questions from anyone who has them.