Every single word of this.
The body monitoring though.
jesus h christ hallelujah preach
My brilliant professor- Caroline Heldman- love her!
Fantasy: at the coffee shop
“Starbucks is my go-to study location, but lately a guy has been coming in that makes studying difficult, so I thought I’d share my fantasy with you all. This guy has dark kinda slicked hair, cute glasses, and a sleeve of tattoos on his left arm. He’s always wearing a button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up…unf. Anyways, here goes my fantasy…
I’m sitting at my usual table and he walks in. Even though I’m faced in the opposite direction I know it’s him because of the electricity crackling through the air. He sits down at a table in front of me and we make eye contact. I blush and smile, looking back at my homework, immediately feeling the tingling sensation on my clit. I bite my lip and sneak a glance at him again and see that his eyes haven’t left me, turning me on even more.
I resist the urge to touch myself right then and there, looking back down as my face turns tomato red. I try to focus on the problem in front of me but I know I won’t be able to. I look up at the single bathroom at the back of the store, thinking I could go there and masturbate quickly. I get up and move toward the bathroom, glancing at him as I pass, feeling his eyes on my back as I leave. I get in the bathroom and immediately start rubbing over my skirt, moaning quietly at the thought of him touching me. Suddenly the door opens and I realize in my haste to find relief I hadn’t locked the door. I look up horrified to see that he’s there, staring at my hand pressing between my legs… and he closes and locks the door behind him.
My mind is blank, all I can feel is the throbbing of my clit and my pulsing desire to taste his mouth. He walks up to me and pushes a strand of hair behind my ear, cupping my check in his palm and staring into my eyes. He leans down and softly kisses me, and I wrap my arms around his waist, kissing him back hard. His tongue moves into my mouth as we fall into a rhythm, and I can feel him get hard pressed against my thigh.
I bite his lip and he moans, sending warm waves of pleasure from my extremities to my clit. The butterflies in my stomach go mad as I slowly lift my hands up his shirt and feel his abs, chest, back, everything is can get my hands on. I move my hand down his pants and squeeze his bare ass, making him gasp. I take his shirt off and kiss him passionately as he begins to rub my breasts. He moves down to my neck, sucking and biting, making me gasp. He gets my shirt and bra off in no time and takes my nipple into his mouth while caressing the other, sending shivers down my spine.
My body aches for his and I sigh, running my fingers through his hair. He brings his hands to my skirt and pulls it down with my underwear, revealing my unshaven pussy and he moans, driving me wild. He moves his face inward, flicking his tongue over my clit before tasting my wetness and eating me out. I grab and pull his hair, moaning, pushing him deeper. He comes up for air and I pull him up, ripping his pants off and grabbing his cute little ass again. I admire how sexy he looks in just his black boxer briefs before I take those off too, moaning at the sight of his rock hard dick. I grab it in my hand and lick the tip, teasing him with my tongue. He throws his head back and sighs, and I begin to suck on him while slowly rubbing him. He grabs my hair as I do so, and then slowly pulls me up to stand again.
Then he pushes me up against the wall, hard. His left hand is pressed against the wall and I run my fingers over his arm, admiring his tattoos from close up. He grabs my legs and pulls me up so I am straddling him while my back is pressed against the wall. I am so wet as he moves his mouth from my neck to my breasts and tenderly caresses my skin. He slowly enters me and we both gasp and giggle, and the sensation of his warm body against me mixed with the cold tile on my back turns me on even more. I squeeze my legs around him, flexing my opening’s muscles and making him moan. He moves back and forward, pressing into my body and moving me up and down the wall. He moves his hand to my clit, rubbing it in slow circles, measuring the volume of my moans to determine what I like. We are kissing passionately and I begin to feel the closeness of an orgasm as warmth starts to spread in my stomach, and I can tell he is too. He fucks me harder and deeper, and we are biting each other’s necks and sighing in unison. We come at the same time and it’s beautiful. Our moans intermingling with our kiss as our bodies twitch with pleasure. He gives me another passionate kiss as he slides me off and down the wall. He stands pressed against me and the wall our chests swelling together with our heavy breaths. He steps back and grabs my chin, tilting it up for a soft kiss. He then grabs my clothes and helps me get redressed, and I leave him with one kiss before stepping out of the bathroom and sitting back down as if nothing happened. He waits and comes out later fully dressed and sits down, winking at me, and no one suspects a thing.
Unf, this was so hot to write! Hope you enjoyed.”
I definitely did. Oh my…
With my ex-boss, in the car
“My ex-manager from my old retail job and I have had a lot of sexual tension since I left, and lately it’s gotten even more intense because I’m going away for school and we’re running out of time. I was at a bar but wasn’t really feeling it so I started texting him when he offered to come pick me up. I was kind of drunk at this point so I thought nothing of it, just him doing me a nice favour. So as I’m giving him directions to where I live he ‘accidentally’ drove past my street and went to turn around. He parked in a dark spot on the side of the road and asked if it would be okay if he had a quick smoke break. At this point I was sobering up pretty quickly and realizing he had more than a ride home on his mind. We sat parked in the same spot for an hour, the sexual tension getting stronger and stronger, the atmosphere thick with lust.
I decided I was going to go for it, and started teasing him. I made everything that came out of my mouth provocative and running my nails up and down his arm. I have long sharp nails and he loves them and eventually pulled his arm away and said “Okay, those are getting me a little too excited… so if we’re not going to do anything please stop.”
I raised an eyebrow at him and smirked/ Feeling bold I reached over to grab his arm and started running my nails up and down him again and he let out a sexy little sigh and started to adjust his pants. We’ve had sexual conversations before, and I knew he liked to take control a little more, so I just kept smirking at him and running my nails up and down his arm until finally he grabbed my hand and lead it towards his crotch where he left it for a second then picked up and moved it away again. I started pouting and he laughed and said “Oh I’m sorry, is that not what you wanted?” and started palming himself through his pants. I said “let’s just say I wasn’t planning on moving my hand away.”
He smirked at me and said “I don’t know why we’re trying to play this little power game when we both know I’m in charge here.”
I sucked in a breath that gave everything away, ready to be taken by him right then and there. He took my hand again and put it over his crotch before grabbing the back of my hair and pulling me towards his mouth and making out. He was such an amazing kisser and I was so turned on after an hour of ridiculous innuendoes, and was palming him through his pants before he pulled it out and smirked at me. His cock was gorgeous, the length was good, but more than that it was the perfect girth. I smiled before leaning over the medium in the middle and beginning to kitten lick and kiss the head. He let out the sexiest sigh, and I felt so encouraged to keep going. I started remembering the tips I had read on this blog as well as remembering tricks from past experiences. Soon the sexiest noises where coming out of him, encouraging to keep going. I started to deep throat him a little bit which excited him and he grabbed the back of my hair and started taking control, leading me everywhere he wanted me to go.
One of the sexiest things he said to me though, was when I pulled off abruptly because I took him too far and he looked at me and said “Do you want to stop? I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to do…” which made me all that much more attracted to him. He was controlling in the situation, which I love, but also wanted me to feel safe and good. As he started to get closer he reached out to grab my ass, running his hand up and down it while the other one still held my hair. The sexy noises and faces he was making all still there. He took his hand back and spanked me making me moan out around him, and he moaned right back warning me he was about to cum. I started sucking harder and moving my hands more when he let out one last sexy groan and put himself away.
We looked up just in time to see three teenagers running away and laughing, who I guess had been watching us without us realizing! To be honest it made the whole situation that much more exciting.
Unfortunately I can’t tell anyone because our relationship could be deemed as inappropriate seeing as he used to be my manager in a big corporation, but then that’s what you’re here for ;)”
"I’m straight but I started liking girls since this year. I don’t think I’m bi because this feeling is kinda new for me so I’d consider myself as heteroflexible but I don’t even know if that’s even a word, lol. Well, my story goes like this…
I met a girl on twitter and she’s from my country but she’s from a different state. She likes a lot of things that i like and we always text each other talking about our celebrity crushes and TV series.
We started talking about how we wanted to fuck some celebrity and then having threesomes with him. Then, we started talking about how amazing masturbation was and how we loved women’s bodies even though we’re both ”straight”. I got so horny and wet and I said to her: ”I’d like to have sex with you.”
Fortunately she was really flattered, and she said I was such a sweet girl… and that she wanted to have sex with me too.
So then, we started sexting!
She said she would kiss me everywhere and have her hands all over my body. She will make me cum with her hands and her mouth in my vagina. She said a lot of things that made me more horny.
I said to her I’d kiss down her jaw, her neck, her nipples…
That things aren’t even close to the kind of things we talked about doing. We were so horny that night.
I was masturbating while she said all those wonderful things to me, how she said she would make me moan loudly.
She made me cum and I made her cum.
The best thing about our sexting is that she said: ”I had fun, we should try it again someday.” I can’t wait!”
Alone in a bathroom stall…
“I was on a vacation with just my mom not too long ago and we were taking a trip to Whistler in Canada with a tour group. We were on a rattling bus for about 2 hours. Somehow the way I was sitting stimulated my clit while the bus shook. I was trying to discreetly roll my hips but it wasn’t working, I was just getting hornier and hornier.
After an hour we had a bathroom break and I ran in, locked myself in a bathroom stall, and finally finished myself off. It was so intense and such a relief, I absolutely loved it.
Actually, I think getting myself off in a public restroom is my new kink, because when my mom and I went for lunch in Whistler, I had to sneak off to the bathroom and do it again, as quickly as I could.
And then again after dinner that night!
It just makes me feel so wild and, especially when someone else came in and I had to keep totally quiet, it was such a rush. And then going back to the table and nobody knowing… ugh, it was just so great!”
“I just had to share the story of the first time I had sex a few weeks ago. There’s a bar nearby to my college where we go every weekend, because they often let us in for 21 and over, even though we aren’t. I had been pre-gaming a bit before going, so by the time I got there I was already pretty drunk. My roommate was with me, and we agreed that we wanted to find some cute guys that night- Not necessarily to go home with, but just to flirt and have fun.
Anyway, we ended up at the back patio of the bar when my roommate spotted a couple of hot guys up against the fence. We decided to walk up and talk to them. I don’t remember what he and I talked about, but I made it clear I wanted to go home with him and do more than just talk… so we did.
We went back to his apartment and immediately started making out. I was so wet, he started by rubbing me before finally slipping his fingers inside and damn, that felt great in itself. I teased my fingers through his hair as he fingered me, slow and good. After sucking his dick for a bit he finally just had me on top and slipped himself inside. It hurt a bit but felt so good, my fingers were grabbing at the sheets around his head, and when little moans escaped he had to remind me to be quiet since his roommate was back.
I don’t know how long we went, but then one of my friends who was at the bar with me kept blowing up my phone, trying to figure out where I was (my roommate told her, but she wanted to make sure I got home safe). Finally about the second or third time she called I picked up and tried to tell her what was going on. I was still on top of him when I was explaining where I was, and just in the middle of my sentence he slipped himself back inside and kept thrusting and oh my God, I was just trying to sound normal on the phone, it was so hot.
Finally I got off the phone with her and we kept going till he pulled out and finished himself, just in time for my DD to come knocking on the door to get me.
I guess it’s working out now though, because I’m still seeing him and I think we may be sort of dating…”
Yay, go you!
“I’ve been friends with this guy for almost a year. About two/three weeks ago, he admitted that he had feelings for me. Every time we’ve been around each other since, he just acts like we’re just friends, but is super flirty in text messages. I started asking why. He said that the next time we hung out, he would do something. Well, we hung out on Saturday until 3AM, and he didn’t do ANYTHING; didn’t even hold my hand when we went for a walk. I was so upset. He texted me that he knew he’d chickened out and stuff, and I was like, “Just do it. I’ve already said I want to kiss you, so what are you waiting for?”
So we went to the library yesterday to study and we ended up making fun of book titles. He put his arm around me and I just kept trying to act natural. Then he turned me around and kissed me. I mean, he just went for it.
He pushed me up against the shelves and started pulling my hips closer to his by tugging on my belt loops and it was just ridiculously hot.
I noticed an old lady on the romance novel section watching us through the shelves, and for some reason, that made me get even more into it. His hands were everywhere and I loved it. I didn’t even have to tell him I liked having my hair pulled or when he bit my lip or my neck, he just did it.
We ended up making out in a movie theater parking garage too, but that’s besides the point.
I just really wanted to tell someone that he finally made a move!”
“So this would be hilarious if it wasn’t so sad. I just made myself squirt (yay!) and I was watching it on the web cam (not recording unfortunately) and so I’m pretty close to my laptop to do this. Well, my fluid lands right on MY FUCKING MOUSE PAD. Like direct hit. And now my mouse pad doesn’t work. What a fucking ordeal. I’m so pissed off.”
“OK, I don’t have anyone else to talk to about this, and I can’t in any case because I’m really shy… but I’ve been so curious as to whether or not I would like being spanked in bed.
So, the other day I tried spanking myself during masturbation. I sat up on my knees, rubbing my clit. I started off gently smacking my rear, but quickly built up to hard slaps. I was so shocked and turned on that it felt so good. My eyes went wide and I gasped at the first hard slap. I almost got so carried away with spanking myself that I forgot my fingers were on my clit. I started rubbing again and continued to slap hard, feeling the sting on my hand and rear. I had no idea I would like it so much. I was panting and moaning every time I spanked myself. I came so hard my body was jerking and I was moaning like crazy. I felt so accomplished with myself because I’m always scared to try new things, but I will certainly never regret trying this.
I don’t know if wanting to spank yourself is normal or what, but I had to tell *somebody* and I love your page. Every time I scroll through I get insanely wet. Anywho, thanks if you took the time to read this!”
Oh, I read it more than once ;)
“For the anon who was concerned about her fiance orgasming before she does, I totally get where she’s coming from. My boyfriend was almost exactly like this when we first started hooking up, and after having many conversations with him about it, I realized that the reason he never seemed concerned about me was because he had no idea where to start, and he didn’t always like to be the one in control (which I know, sounds backwards, but his thing was that it was easier for him to just keep worrying about himself instead of trying to voice his concerns to me).
So we spent a lot of time trying new things to figure out what worked. For him, he liked me to text him while he was at work, telling him i couldn’t wait for him to come home and fuck me. It worked because he can be pretty Type A when it comes to surprises, so then he knew that I was in the mood and it let him feel more prepared, like sex wasn’t coming out of nowhere and he could kind of mentally prepare. I also started (at least at first) dressing up for him a little, something to make things feel special and different and spice things up a little. Like we were re-dating each other. Then I spent A LOT of time coaching him, being more aggressive, telling him what to do so he didn’t feel like he just had to guess and figure it out.
I think that what seems to be douchebag and uncaring behavior can sometimes be anxiety and apprehension. After talking to him about all of it, I realized that just because I knew what to do to please him by picking up on small body language clues didn’t mean he did. Having to worry about pleasing me when he didn’t even know where to start stressed him out, which made him cum faster/avoid sex/get mad when I tried to initiate.
And anon, don’t hesitate to send me a message if you want to talk about it more!”
I agree with all this! It’s very easy to throw the ‘what a douche’ label at boys when I’m sitting here, but I trust my anons when they say their partners are essentially great apart from these difficult little things.
So much of the bad stuff people do - so much of the bad stuff I’ve done! - is down to insecurity and defensiveness, and I think people are right to try and help the person they love grow through that before resorting to dumping their sorry asses.
“I get turned on by pregnant women. Not just by seeing a women who is pregnant out in public, but by seeing a pregnant women pleasure herself and stuff. Is that weird?”
I don’t think any one turn-on can be called weird, but in any case, this one isn’t that much of an uncommon ‘thing.’ FWIW I think there is something intriguing about how your body changes during pregnancy, kind of like ‘puberty: pt II’, and I also like the idea of it potentially being a sexual and erotic time of your life as well as just Impending Freaking Motherhood.
So yeah, don’t worry about it ;)