[M/F][teen, foot fetish] My first erotic story  

She wasn't the thinnest girl in school, but her pale skin, blonde hair and blue eyes had something about them that kept me from getting my eyes off her. Her breasts were hardly large and her ass was quite flat, to be honest, but I was dying to see her naked body and feel every square inch of it. She wasn't the thinnest girl in school, but her pale skin, blonde hair and blue eyes had something about them that kept me from getting my eyes off her. Her breasts were hardly large and her ass was quite flat, to be honest, but I was dying to see her naked body and feel every square inch of it.
We were at the club with a bunch of friends and, although we never talked much, I asked her if she wanted to get some air, so we headed out of the already-boring club that played the same shitty music every night. She wasn't wearing very high heels, but her shoes made her just a tiny bit taller than I was. Her top was quite short, so you could see a couple of inches of her belly. Girls her size would try to hide that, but it wasn't off-putting by any means – nothing dangling over her high-waist tight jeans, so she looked alright.
All of a sudden, probably because of the few drinks I had earlier on, I kissed her. It wasn't too passionate or hot, but her lips felt right. They were thin and soft and I enjoyed it, so we ended up making out for a couple of minutes outside the club. Some of our friends came out of the club too and I asked them if they felt like hanging out at my place, since I didn't really have any plans with her and I was in the mood for some late-night chatting and laughing with them. They couldn't decide and they ended up going home, saying they were too tired to do any more drinking. She looked awkwardly at me as everyone else left and shyly asked:
"Sooo, what do we do now?"
"We could still go to my place."
"Well, I'm not sure... I mean, I told my parents I would be home by 2 AM..."
I took her by the hand, walked to a taxi and held the door open for her. I gave the driver my address, to which she chuckled. I told her we could just talk and drink some wine.
As we got home, she took of her shoes and I brought the wine. She complained about her feet hurting after spending multiple hours dancing around wearing heels. Since she was sitting on the sofa next to me, with her legs curled up underneath her, I reached to grab her left foot and offered a massage. She quickly pulled it back, saying:
"Nooo, my feet must smell horribly after wearing those shoes all night."
In response to that, I grabbed her foot once again and said "Come on, it can't be that bad" while sticking my nose right in her sole to smell it. She laughed and asked, really confused: "What are you doing?"
"You have pretty feet." I said, while staring at her small, chubby toes. She had no nail polish on, and her toenails weren't freshly cut. I took a sniff of her other foot. They were both sweaty and sticky and gave off quite a strong smell. I started licking her right sole; her heel was quite rough and hard, but her arch was surprisingly soft and just as pale as the rest of her skin. She had a tiny amount of lint in between her toes, probably from wearing socks earlier in the day. I didn't mind and kept licking. As I got to the top of her toes, I started sucking them, starting with the little one. Right when I put it in my mouth, she let out a quiet groan and clenched her toes. By the time I pulled her big toe of out my mouth, she was laying on the couch with her eyes closed, with one hand resting on her belly, as if she was reaching for her sex.
As I was finished with her foot, I lifted her in my arms and took her to my bedroom. She was trying to look confused, but a beautiful smile made its way to the corner of her mouth. I gently laid her on my bed and quickly jumped on top of her. She was still clothed and I couldn't wait to see her bare body. We made out for a while, I took her loose shirt off, and then her bra. She responded by covering her breasts with her hands, so I started kissing her neck, chest, and ultimately fingers, hoping she would let go. She then put her middle finger in my mouth and I started sucking it, which seemed to turn her on. Needless to say, seconds later she pulled her hands to the side and exposed her beautiful, yet small, breasts. They were even smaller than I expected, but her nipples were quite pointy, which made them look really hot. I sucked on her tiny nipples for a bit, then proceeded on my way down, licking her belly, which was noticeably sticky. Again, I didn't mind, I was probably just as sweaty.
I then unbuttoned and un-zipped her high-waist blue jeans, going down to her feet so I could pull her pants off. She then put her left foot, the one I hadn't paid much attention to earlier, on my face and said:
"Do that again, I enjoyed it more than I would've thought."
While I was licking her beautiful, smelly sole, she was trying to grab my penis through my pants, using her other foot. I quickly unbuttoned my pants and took off my boxers with one hand while holding her foot to my face with the other, and she started rubbing my penis and testicles with her toes. She couldn't do much from that position, though.
By now I couldn't wait for my penis to be engulfed in her warm, pulsing vagina, but we weren't quite there just yet. I finally pulled her jeans off; her wide hips looked as if they couldn't wait to be freed from the jeans that were maybe a size too tight. Her legs were a bit, umm... plus-size, but holy fuck was her body turning me on the more of it I got to see. She was wearing some light pink panties, which had a noticeable wet spot right in the middle. I started kissing the insides of her thighs passionately, to which she sort of whispered a moan, turning me on even more. I wanted to tease her for a while, so I didn't pull her panties off right away. Instead, as I got higher up her left thigh, I started using some tongue, licking the area next to her panties. I then gently kissed her panties, right on the wet spot, and then moved on to her right thigh. She couldn't resist. Suddenly, she pulled my head back to her groin and sort of held me there with her legs. This prompted me to pull her panties to one side, to finally taste her pink, teenage vagina. She had a beautiful mound and a small clitoris and she hadn't shaved in a while – her pubic hair wasn't that thick or long, but definitely present. I started off with a lick across her beautiful pussy lips, stopping as I reached her clit. At first, I moved my tongue in circles, licking every single part of her wet and sticky vagina. I was going faster and faster, pressing on her clit with the tip of my tongue, even sticking one and then two fingers in her warm vagina, as she grabbed my arm and held on to it firmly. She had her legs wrapped around me and I could feel her heels rubbing against my back, only able to remember what her soles smelled like from earlier. Her pussy had a certain smell to it too, but I enjoyed it very much as I buried my tongue in it. As my tongue was moving at a faster pace, stroking her clit from every direction possible, I felt her hand clenching even harder on my arm and her legs wrapping around me with more strength. Then, in a matter of seconds, her whole body started shivering and she was struggling to catch her breath in between the moans she was letting out, which became louder and louder by the second. I kept going, sticking my fingers in even deeper and playing with her clitoris every way I knew. It all culminated in her body twiching heavily. Her eyes were rolled over, her head tilted back and she let out the loudest moan I'd ever heard. She was screaming with pleasure even as the quivering calmed down and she pushed my head away – she couldn't take it anymore.
My mouth and chin were all wet of her bodily fluids. She saw that and giggled. As I was leaning in to kiss her, she shyly took her tongue through her own juices on my face. As she was doing this, she grabbed my throbbing penis with both her feet and started giving me a footjob. I didn't expect this at all, and she probably had never done it before, but it felt amazing. As she was jerking me off with her beautiful feet, she was sort of guiding my penis to her still-wet vagina. When I got close enough, she let go and I gently touched her opening with the tip of my erect penis. She looked at me, seemingly still very horny, and I slowly penetrated her. Her vagina was tight and very warm, wholly embracing my cock as if she was never going to let it go. We were fucking in the missionary position, so right in the middle of the act, I grabbed both her feet and licked them as we were fucking. That's when I felt my orgasm coming. I let go of her feet and laid on top of her, playfully biting her nipple. Although her breasts were small, they bounced quite a bit as we were fucking, but that's maybe just because it became so intense that everything around us was rocking back and forth. I could feel my testicles waiting to burst, and yet again, she started shivering – she was just about to come, too.
I just couldn't hold it in anymore. The feeling of her tight vagina massaging every inch of my cock, her pointy nipples touching my chest with every move, her left foot rubbing against my ass and thigh, her loud moans announcing her orgasm – I came, letting out an unusually loud groan that was barely audible among her moans of pleasure. As we were both climaxing, we made eye contact – her eyes seemed lost, confused and her body was still shaking every few seconds.
I laid next to her for a few minutes, and we were still struggling to catch our breath. Neither of us said anything for a while, until she broke the silence:
"I think this was my first orgasm, thanks for that..."
"I couldn't say the same, but this was intense!"
She leaned in and kissed me, then she put one of her legs over me and we went to sleep, still naked. Her vagina was touching my thigh and I could feel her wet pubes on my skin. My penis, already flaccid, was right under her knee as I fell asleep. read more

Top 10 Best Sex Toys  

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Discover the top 10 best sex toys from Lovehoney! Tried and tested by our customers, these sex toys are the top-rated toys for singles and couples. Find out why our customers love each and every one.

To help you find the perfect sex toy for you, we've put together this list for your pleasure - using real customer reviews to show why these toys are the best.

With something for everyone on this list, you're guaranteed to find the right sex toy. Discover which toys made it the list:

 

1. Tracey Cox Supersex Bullet Vibrator

 

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Keeping It Sexy: 9 Date Night Tips For New Parents  

The days with baby are long; early-morning wake up calls from the nursery followed by a full day of bottles, burps, diaper changes, playtime, unsuccessful naps, mess cleaning, appointments, classes and a mountain of other chores that we like to call the ‘baby admin.’ Let’s be honest – planning a date night and arranging childcare can feel like just another time consuming task when you’re exhausted by the time baby’s bedtime rolls around. In early parenthood land, nodding off by 10 pm can feel more decadent than a swanky night out and getting a good night’s sleep can earn some serious locker room bragging rights. The days with baby are long; early-morning wake up calls from the nursery followed by a full day of bottles, burps, diaper changes, playtime, unsuccessful naps, mess cleaning, appointments, classes and a mountain of other chores that we like to call the ‘baby admin.’

Let’s be honest – planning a date night and arranging childcare can feel like just another time consuming task when you’re exhausted by the time baby’s bedtime rolls around. In early parenthood land, nodding off by 10 pm can feel more decadent than a swanky night out and getting a good night’s sleep can earn some serious locker room bragging rights.

So, how can you make planning date night less hassle and more pleasure? How do you avoid turning that much needed romantic tryst into a snooze fest? How can you help keep those passionate feelings at the forefront of your mind when you’re both ready to go home?

I’ve consolidated some of the best tips I’ve heard and some personal tried and true methods for keeping date night a swoon worthy experience: before, during and long after the cab ride home…

The Problem: Finding The Time
The Solution: Don’t wait until a good time magically reveals itself. Do commit to one evening, once a month to start and plan long in advance.
The Result: Having it on your calendar helps build anticipation and makes it as real and important as a business meeting or a doctor’s appointment (only way more exciting).

The Problem: What To Do?
The Solution: Don’t go overboard and try and fit in everything you’ve been missing since baby was born (drinks, dinner, movie, dancing & more!) Do choose something you’ll both enjoy and will give you that third date feeling or try something totally new and different, the best discoveries are made together.
The Result: A good time had by all.

The Problem: What To Wear?
The Solution: Don’t squeeze yourself into Spanx (have you ever heard of a man seductively tearing off constricting fat concealers?) Do wear red lipstick, your favorite-of-the-moment dress and comfortable enough to dance in heels.
The Result: You’ll look and feel like a vixen but you won’t bunch and limp unsexily by the end of the night.

The Problem: There Is No Mystery Left. You spend so much time getting ready for your date nights together that any mystery is gone before you even walk out the door.
The Solution: Don’t pee in front of your husband, unless he’s into that (I’m not judging!) it will never be sexy. Do hire the babysitter an hour earlier and take that time to girly primp and make your way to meet your husband (coming straight from work) at the restaurant/bar/etc.
The Result: Walking in the door and turning his head makes you feel sexy. Seeing him sitting at the bar, smoking hot and still in a suit from the office, even sexier.

The Problem: Staying In The Mood. That long day and the sleepiness that comes with a little too much wine makes staying in the mood an uphill battle against welcoming unconsciousness by night’s end.
The Solution: Don’t let a good opportunity get away and Do afternoon delight! Take advantage of baby’s longer afternoon nap and each other.
The Result: That sexy shared secret feeling of having been there, done that and oh-so-recently makes for a fun and relaxed date night.

The Problem: It's All About Baby. The biggest and most amazing thing you will ever share in common is that perfect creature you created together. And as your greatest thing in common, she also dominates every conversation. Note to self: baby’s bowel movements are not sexy.
The Solution: Don’t avoid talking about baby, she’s a shared joy. Do commit to not talking about baby for the last half of the date.
The Result: Rediscovering each other and narrowing your focus compounds those feelings of intimacy from when it was just the two of you.

The Problem: Babysitter Emergencies. All one hundred of the ones you've imagined are happening at any given moment.
The Solution: Don’t get angry or frustrated with yourself for thinking or worrying about baby. Do text the babysitter for a quick, reassuring update and then try and remember how much you miss alone time with your husband too.
The Result: Revel in the moment and the knowledge that here and now… You really can have it all.

The Problem: Snapping Back Into MOM-mode.
The Solution: Don’t make it easy to fall back into mama mode by getting the recap of the baby’s night. Do have your husband pay the babysitter while you pour another glass of wine and relax in the bedroom (there’s nothing you can’t ask the babysitter the next day if she hasn’t already let your husband know).
The Result: Your mind stays focused on romance a little longer.

The Problem: It Didn't Turn Out Exactly As Planned.
The Solution: Don’t dwell on what went wrong (a spilled drink, a sold out film or a broken heel). Do stay focused on what went right (the conspiratorial whispers, the shared laughter and the lingering kisses). The magic can’t come to light if you keep darkening it’s path.
The Result: Amazing date night bliss.

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17 Women On The ‘Dirtiest’ Thing They’ve Ever Done  

1. “I once gave a blowjob to an ex-boyfriend behind a gas station and we weren’t even getting gas. Absolutely he remembered what he’d been missing.” 1. “I once gave a blowjob to an ex-boyfriend behind a gas station and we weren’t even getting gas. Absolutely he remembered what he’d been missing.”

—Erin, 25

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2. “Let a guy eat me out in a public parking lot. It was during a concert so everyone was inside but this was without a doubt one of those moments I don’t want my father to ever hear about.”

—Jenny, 22

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3. “I had done anal with my ex-boyfriend before but it never really did much for me. After we broke up I hooked up with a friend who wanted to do it and when I told him I’d never really enjoyed it he said ‘let me try.’ He then positioned my desk in front of a mirror in such way that when he bent me over it all I could see was my own face and body. Then, when I was about to cum he started to lightly choked me. I literally fell down I came so hard.”

—Daria, 24

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4. “Once dated a guy that would come into the shower and put his fingers in my vagina and lead me to the bedroom that way when he wanted morning sex.”

—Jennifer, 26

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5. “Let my boyfriend cum in me and then straddled his face. We hadn’t talked about doing that before, totally spontaneous. I must have cum three times while he was cleaning me up.”

—Shelly, 27

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6. “Was with a regular FWB who was a demon in bed and felt totally submissive to him. Ended up telling him ‘this is your pussy’ over and over and over. I think it turned me on even more than it did him. I don’t think I’ve felt as open and full since.”

—Mia, 28

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7. “There is nothing hotter to me than my bf cumming inside me. This might be tame to some people but looking him in the face when he’s cumming in me is the biggest turn on.”

—Paula, 23

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8. “Had sex with my college boyfriend when I knew his roommate was watching us and jerking off.”

—Veronica, 21

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9. “Pretended to be his secretary and got under my man’s desk while he was working on a Saturday and sucked his cock while he kept working. Definitely plays into my sex in public places fetish and my submissive tendencies.”

—Erica, 32

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10. “Pegged my boyfriend with the dildo I usually use on myself while calling him a ‘bitchboy’. What can I say, I have a thing for dominating men.”

—Tameka, 28

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11. “Told a guy to eat my asshole in a public bathroom stall. He did.”

—Jamie, 20

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12. “One night when I was both drunk and high my boyfriend at the time started fingering me and putting more and more fingers in. Before I knew it he was slowly trying to fist me. It hurt but at the same time the feeling really turned me on. I ended up soaking the couch with his entire hand in me about ten minutes later. It was never something I thought I would have liked but damn did I like it.”

—Fannie, 23

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13. “This might be something that not everyone can understand but sex when you’re pregnant is amazing. I asked my husband to cum inside me everyday for weeks after I started showing. In my mind he was getting me pregnant over and over again. Something just so hot about it.”

—Gina, 33

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14. “I once let a guy cum in my mouth and then spat it back in his mouth. Turnabout is fair play, guys!”

—Haley, 25

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15. “Went to a swinger party once and had sex with three different strangers in under an hour while blindfolded. I won’t lie, this was off the chain amazing although I never went back because I could easily see that becoming a lifestyle for me.”

—Linda, 29

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16. “A few years ago, I used my dildo on my boyfriend while giving him head. Talk about a power trip.”

—Talia, 24

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17. “A guy once went down on me while I was sitting in a lawn chair on his front lawn right after everyone else, including his wife, went inside because the bonfire was out.”

—Michelle, 28 TC mark read more

Always Hot for You  

With a baby waking up three times in one night prior to today I’m exhausted with a headache by the time night rolls around. It’s eight o’clock and both of my girls are finally asleep. My husband is working later than usual and I lay down in bed and close my eyes. It isn’t long until I find my mind fading off to sleep. With a baby waking up three times in one night prior to today I’m exhausted with a headache by the time night rolls around. It’s eight o’clock and both of my girls are finally asleep. My husband is working later than usual and I lay down in bed and close my eyes. It isn’t long until I find my mind fading off to sleep.

Woof! Woof! Woof!

I awake abruptly by our dog barking.

“Hey, buddy!” My husband’s voice greets our annoyingly loud canine whom I hear clicking his toenails in excited movement on the floor, greeting his master back.

I love our dog and that he watches out for us, but he sounds the alarm even when it’s just my husband coming home and that has a downside.

He better not have woken up the baby.

I roll over onto my stomach and pick up my phone to check the time. It’s around nine. Maybe I actually dozed off. It doesn’t make a difference in how I feel though. Sleep is hovering within my grasp still so I close my eyes again. Suddenly my husband comes into our room and plops down on top of me.

I groan in annoyance. He’d better not think we’re doing anything tonight. I’m not in a good mood, I’m tired, there’s the head ache, and… oh wow, I love it when he reaches around and cups my breasts and thumbs over my nipples… No, I am going to sleep. My mind is made up. Sex wasn’t on the menu.

“How are you, baby?” he asks, continuing his featherlight massage.

My nipples are growing perky and the pleasurable sensations of his massaging is forming a knot of desire deep inside my groin. The feeling of his erection growing against my ass only further perks my sexual interest.

I want him inside of me and I don’t care if I’m tired. I flip around underneath him, I’m still under the covers and I face him, his erection presses to my navel. I’m impressed always at the size of him. “I’m tired and I have a head ache.” I say. My logical mind’s last ditch effort at sleep while inside I think, Yes, stay here! Hold me close! Don’t let me talk you out of it.

“I’m sorry you are tired,” he says, his voice muffled as he starts kissing my neck. “But I think I can help with the head ache.” His tongue tickles my ear lobe.

“Mmm,” I murmur. I wriggle underneath him.

“Take off your panties,” he whispers, his mouth still near my ear.

I slip my panties down over my ankles within seconds and he stands next to the bed and takes off his shirt. I throw the covers back. I run my hand down his chest and abs and splay my fingers out as I go lower. I help him unbutton his jeans and pull them and his underwear down. “You’re so sexy,” I admire. I love the sight of him. Aroused and ready to possess me. His masculine and defined broad shoulders, his flat stomach and indented abs, his narrow hips which are perfect for thrusting between my wide hips, and his large erection I know will fill the empty part of me that is throbbing and waiting.

I pull him in for a kiss on the lips, our tongues penetrate each other’s mouths. I draw back and am hoarse as I say, “I want your cock inside me.” I’m sitting on the side of the bed while he still stands and I straddle him.

“Good, cause my cock wants to be inside you.” He roughly pulls me by my legs up closer and thrusts up, filling me and stretching my insides to accommodate his size.

Oh, yeah, do me with that big cock, sexy husband. I’m always hot for you.

“You like that, huh?” he thrusts again, he so arrogant, and he has a right to be. With the pleasure he’s provided me with over the years I am quite alright with it going to his head.

We tumble onto the bed and now I’m on top and in control. His hands are once again on my breasts, he sucks on my nipples and nuzzles into their softness with his nose. I can feel the grizzle on his face prickle against the sensitive pink skin of my areolas. I thrust fast and hard on top of his cock, building a strong orgasm to completion within seconds. He pulls on my hair and bucks upward and I come around him again.

“Oh, oh, baby! That’s so good!” I shout, the secondary orgasm is harder than the last. We move as one, my pussy is so tightly contracted around his penis that I feel as if he is apart of me. My legs wrap around him thighs as I come. When he thrusts upward it only continues my pleasure. I ride that next orgasm, I think it is over but one of his hands moves to my ass and his fingers start stroking up and down the line. I come again, I can feel my ass contracting around his finger and my vagina contracting around his cock. The double penetration is almost unbearable in it’s pleasure. I’m falling back and forth, up and down, on him. His cock somehow manages to thrust into my tight, wet, pussy hole despite how hard it clings to him.

“I want you to come,” I tell him breathlessly, I am as a puppet on strings unable to control my thrusts as I continue to ride my orgasm wave. “I want to feel you come hard with me.”

“Keep that up and you’ll get your wish.”

He grows large and heated inside and because I’m so tight I feel him pulse with me in his own orgasm. He cries out my name and grabs my hips and pulls me close. I love co-orgasms. There is something so incredible and bonding about it. I am overwhelmed with happiness to bring him pleasure. We ride the final tidal wave together.

He was right too.

My head ache had vanished and when I finally did fall asleep for the night I woke up happy and refreshed. read more

5 Real Sex Stories That Will Make You Really Horny  

Whether I’m writing about joining the mile high club, attending a “kissing party”, or the joy that comes with not caring about pubic hair, I often address my sex life directly. Sometimes, I even dispense unsolicited advice based on personal experiences on matters such as staying faithful, and which awkward scenarios couples should expect to face in the sack. Whether I’m writing about joining the mile high club, attending a “kissing party”, or the joy that comes with not caring about pubic hair, I often address my sex life directly. Sometimes, I even dispense unsolicited advice based on personal experiences on matters such as staying faithful, and which awkward scenarios couples should expect to face in the sack.

For this roundup of sensual stories, however, I cast a wide net. What I discovered is that everyone seems to have a saucy tale worth sharing. Below are the top 5 anecdotes of the lot, which are sure to leave you flesh thirsty. (Each story has been edited for clarity.)

1. Jerking around in-flight (male, 30)

My college girlfriend had an insatiable appetite for sex. So an hour before heading to the airport to catch a flight to Italy in 2002 (the trip was our graduation gift to ourselves), we had sex. By the time we were boarding, she was already ready for more. Naturally, we checked out the plane’s bathroom, but we agreed that it looked too cramped for a mid-air romp.

Undeterred, my gal summoned a flight attendant shortly after takeoff and requested two blankets. Then she draped the navy blue polyester throws over my lap, slipped her hand beneath the makeshift barrier, withdrew my dick, and massaged me to erection. Bear in mind that we were in a three-seat row. She was by the window, I was in the center, and a middle-aged European dude neither of us knew was sitting near the aisle.

While jerking me off as slowly as possible so as not to raise suspicion, she whispered in my ear that she wanted to make me come. It was odd being shoulder-to-shoulder with a complete stranger, and it wasn’t easy to muffle my increasingly heavy breathing, but it was incredibly hot to do something so daring out in the open. After about half an hour, I came, smiling wide, aware that I would never forget that less-than-innocent hand job.

2. Starfucking (female, 20)

The Spring Fling concert is a major campus event at my small liberal arts college. So when the famous rapper we’d all been looking forward to seeing for weeks singled me out and pulled me up on stage mid-performance, it was a big deal. Dancing alongside a verified celeb in front of the entire school, I inevitably got a little drunk on my five minutes of spotlight. I decided right then and there that I was DTF (down to fuck).

But what transpired between us wasn’t the wild, disconnected sex I anticipated. To start, the dapper rapper nibbled on my toes. He followed that intimate gesture by caressing my body tenderly all over. Then he told me he could love me, and offered to pay for my college education! The next morning, he invited all my friends out to brunch.

As soon as he left town, the reality that he was twice my age, lived in Atlanta, and traveled constantly set in. When he texted a few days later, I was shocked he hadn’t forgotten me already. My ego begged me to respond. But rather than draw the whole thing out and make myself vulnerable to disappointment, I chose not to taint a precious one-night stand. Hopefully the disappointment didn’t kill him!

3. Suddenly single, seeking sex cure (female, 35)

As soon as my divorce became official a few years back, I took a job working as a television producer that required traveling across the country with the show’s cast and crew. As I interacted with more and more new people for a few days at a time, I formulated a theory: The only way to cleanse my sexual palate of ex-husband residue was to sleep with a total stranger.

I was unwinding at the bar of a cheap, cozy hotel in the middle of America one night when a handsome traveling salesman started flirting with me: The perfectly clichéd opportunity to regain control of my sex life, right? Then I noticed his wedding ring. At the risk of wasting erotic energy, I addressed the issue directly.

“My wife and I have an understanding,” he said.

Upstairs in his hotel room, we stripped off our clothes and attacked each other. We went at it three times in a row, and with each orgasmic round I shed a layer of the post-divorce blues, just as I’d hoped.

The next morning, my healer of a salesman and I woke up to a call from his wife and his guilty tone revealed that his marital “agreement” was probably one-sided. Honestly, though, I didn’t feel bad. I needed to get laid, and I was grateful to be cured.

4. MILF-schooled (male, 27)

At 21, I caught an older, beautiful, fit, blonde woman staring at me from across a club in downtown Fort Lauderdale. Soon enough, she asked me to dance. We didn’t hook up that night, but she gave me her number and I pledged not to let the opportunity slip before leaving for school in two weeks.

That Friday night, she scooped me from my parents’ place in an Escalade and drove me to her suburban McMansion, where two other badass cars were parked in the driveway, and, apparently, two young kids were tucked in bed.

“My ex husband’s a baller,” she explained.

I didn’t ask questions.

After the babysitter showed up, my MILF and I headed to the nearest strip club—her choice, not mine. A dozen lap dances later, around 5am, we checked into a hotel. As soon as the door slammed behind us, I started kissing her and fondling her breasts like I would with a woman my age.

“Don’t rush,” she said.

I took the cue. By the time I climbed on top of her, the sun was rising. Finally! I thought. I entered her eagerly, and she moaned loudly. Overwhelmed by the excitement of pleasing an older woman, however, I blew my load in seconds. The upside to being young is that I was erect again in minutes, and I managed to prove myself during round two. On top of checking off an important bucket list item, I learned something about pacing, and redemption.

5. It’s good to give (female, 34)

In my late 20s, I traveled all over Europe with a close girlfriend. It was our last day in Bulgaria when an impressively well-built guy with really thick dark eyebrows walked into our hostel. I was more physically attracted to him than I’d been to anyone in a long time, and after months of backpacking without hooking up, I was downright thirsty for sex. Looking around the tent, I could tell I wasn’t the only interested party. I’m not aggressive by nature, but I knew I had to trample the competition fast—or miss my chance.

Once my target set his bags down, I grabbed him by the arm and ushered him outside. We chatted for two minutes in the dark, during which time I learned two things about him: He was a British-Indian amateur boxer, which explained the toned body, and he was seven years older than I was. That was enough for me to yank his belt off and pull his pants down. Right outside the packed hostel, I gave him a blowjob with more gusto than I’d ever devoted to oral sex. The moment demanded impromptu action, and it was worth it. Who knew it could be so damn satisfying to be so generous? read more

Real Women Dish About Their First Times  

Growing up, there is so much hype built up about how your first time should be. You're told to either wait until marriage or to wait until it's with someone you love. However, that's not always the case, Growing up, there is so much hype built up about how your first time should be. You're told to either wait until marriage or to wait until it's with someone you love. However, that's not always the case, and whether you like it or not, losing your virginity is a memory that will stay with you forever. For most people, this does not include rose petals, candles, or Marvin Gaye. To get the real deal, we asked brave women to tell us about their first times.

Prepare yourself: some of these stories are awkward, cringe-worthy, and hilarious.

Should have googled "how to give a hand job" first.

"I wasn't ready but got lost in the moment. It was unexpected so there was no condom. Luckily, there weren't horrible repercussions, but there so easily could have been. If I could go back, I'd tell my 15-year-old self to slow down, be patient, google 'how to give a hand job,' and never ever ever risk unprotected sex! I also think sex-ed did a disservice to my generation by harping on abstinence and not discussing other ways to pleasure your partner (that are not sex)."

So that's what happens at "church."

"I lost my virginity in the trunk of a car while my parents thought I was at church. #sorrynotsorry"

Maybe finding a guy on the Internet isn't the way to go.

"I was in college about to celebrate my 19th birthday and I had experienced none of my firsts. No first date, no first kiss, no first blow job . . . So I took to the Internet to find a guy who was down to pop a virgin's cherry. It was a painstaking process with lots of chatting to find someone who I was sure didn't intend to lock me in a closet the second I got into his house. And I found one. We kissed on the beach at sunset like it was out of a fairy tale (except for the garlic breath). When we got back to his place, I was so excited for some mind-blowing sex. And it was . . . so boring. I just kept thinking, "That's it?" Thank goodness I've had much better sex since!"

C-list actor's son, check!

"He was two years younger than me but more experienced. It was the Summer after high school, and I didn't want to start college as a virgin. We had spent most of the Summer hanging out, and although we weren't dating, I felt supercomfortable with him and was really just ready. It happened in my parents' guesthouse, and I didn't mention the whole virgin thing until we were in bed naked — whoops! It was sweet and fun with no emotional attachment, just the way I wanted it. That's not how everyone would have gone about cashing in the ole V card, but it was perfect for me. Bonus: his dad is a somewhat well-known C-list actor, so now I've got a great story whenever people ask."

He was worth the wait.

"My first time was after my first official date with my future spouse. We had been hanging out (and making out) for a few months, but this was the night we made it official . . . in more ways than one. I should add that I was a late bloomer: I was 22. But it was worth the wait and not that bad for the first time! Plus, we've since had plenty more times to practice!"

He was sweet, drove a Porsche, AND had an accent.

"Basically I felt like I was getting to be too old to still be a virgin. So when I was 24, I decided to go for it with a cute guy with an accent who drove a Porsche and did amazing things with his mouth. It wasn't a great sexual experience, but he was really sweet."

An intoxicated blur.

"I wish I could say it was magical and fireworks, rose petals, or candles were involved; but in reality, I was pretty drunk and decided that I just was ready. I had been dating this guy for a couple of months and knew that I wanted to lose my virginity with him. Although it was kind of a blurry intoxicated mess, I'm so glad it was with him. He's still my current boyfriend and now we just laugh about that entire night."

Class act.

"back. seat. of. a. car. classy."

Sometimes it hurts.

"Nobody told me I'd see stars . . . My high school boyfriend and I couldn't fool around on my bed, because it was visible through the window, so we were on my really tacky star-print black carpet that I had picked out when I was 10. It hurt really bad, too, so I started crying about a second into it. He was totally nice about it, but I definitely don't look back on the experience fondly."

Mentioning his mom after doing the deed is so not sexy.

"My story starts off really cliché. It was freshman year of college. My BF at the time and I were both virgins. We'd been together for a while, talked about it, and decided we were ready. Clearly we weren't . . . When we were finished and cuddling, I saw he had this look on his face and asked what was wrong. He said, 'We shouldn't have done that. My mom will kill me if she finds out.' Because clearly lying naked in bed is the best time to bring up your mother?! Needless to say, the relationship didn't last long after that . . . " read more

WATCHING TURNS INTO PLAY  

I lived next to this really pretty redhead who was about 22 and I was 28. She had a party one summer night and invited me to it to meet her boyfriend who was in from out of town. I lived next to this really pretty redhead who was about 22 and I was 28. She had a party one summer night and invited me to it to meet her boyfriend who was in from out of town.

As the party died down around 2 am, and it was the three of us, she got up and put a porn on. I went to leave and she said for me to stay. I stayed and all three of us watched it for a while. We were all horny and they started to make out. I went to leave because I was by myself. She told me to stay because she and her bf had always had a fantasy about fucking in front of someone. So I stayed and watched.

She was about 5’4″ tall weighed maybe 120 lbs. Her breasts weren’t tiny but weren’t huge either, kind of looked like two perky apples on her chest. She had her nipples pierced, as well as her belly button, and the hood on her clitoris. He was about 5’8″ tall and probably around 160 lbs. He was in decent shape, but I did notice he was not that well endowed, maybe 5″ long and thin. I am 5’10” tall and weigh about 185 lbs. I am about 8″ long and 2 3/4″ thick.

I was getting hard as a rock and she asked me to play with myself while the fucked. Her bf said to go for it. So I pulled it out and was stroking it. She told me to move over next to them so they could both watch. I was literally a foot from their heads. I kept stroking, and right as I was about to cum, I said “I am going to cum.” All of a sudden he jumped up and wrapped his mouth around my cock and swallowed the whole load.

He was all embarrassed and got up and ran into the bathroom leaving his gf and myself wondering what the fuck just happened. He stayed in there for quite a while. We just sat there in silence for a few minutes, then she looked at me and asked me what the hell just happened and that she had no idea that he would do that. She got up to check on him, and told him to get out here and explain what just happened.

He wouldn’t come out of the bathroom so she threatened to fuck me if he didn’t come out and talk. She came back and started sucking on my cock. Eventually I started fucking her. We had no idea he was watching. When I was about to cum, I pulled out and shot on her stomach and outside of her pussy, I crawled off and we were both laying there exhausted, she with her legs still spread and my cum dripping down and me just laying there. He came over and crawled between her legs and started to lick her pussy and body. She was so into it she went with it. When he finished he looked at me and I had a look of WTF?!?!? on my face and she sat up and asked him to explain why he swallowed my load from my cock and then ate my load off her body.

He explained that while he was away at college he experimented with a couple of guys and he really likes the taste of cum and sucking cock. She asked him if he was gay now, and he replied that at the minimum he was bisexual. They argued for a while because he had cheated on her and never discussed this side of his sexuality with her. read more