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"Ashleigh Burgin" (2019-07-01)


I've never sexted a guy, like, edu ever, because my parents accustomed to hammer me nonstop with stories about girls whose reputations were totally ruined by naked photo scandals. Thing is, I'm hooked on frexting, which is essentially sexting, except you're doing so with the best girlfriend who's way more unlikely to share your work compromising photos with a so many her closest friends. I really like sending my besties sexy pics and waiting to see the way they respond. I'll purchase a little stoned and put on my best cleavage-y bra and a matching thong or perhaps silk camisole and boy shorts and sprawl out on my own futon and snap ‘til I buy an attempt worth sending. Then I caption it with something funny and flirtatious and watch for my buddy to one-up me.

What I never suspected is always that things would ever escalate from there. But the other night, as an alternative to hitting me back with a frext, one of my best friends barged right into my dorm room, grabbed my ass, and started tonguing me. I squirmed in shock for as much as three-point-five seconds before melting into her rough but tender embrace. I'd never experimented with a female and it had been weird at certain points, like when our boobs grazed for the first time, but weird inside a hot way. If you have any concerns about where along with how to employ escorts, escorts you'll be able to email us on our page. When she inched her head down between my legs, I had been more nervous than I've been during oral sex. But I relaxed after I realized how amazing it is usually to be eaten out by a person that understands vaginas firsthand. I returned the favor, needless to say, and I will honestly say I prefer licking pussy in excess of sucking dick. I don't think I'm bisexual, exactly, but who knows!"

— Female, 20

4. Long lost hook-up buddies meet (and fuck) again.
"A few days ago I was on Facebook cyberstalking all women I've ever slept with because my spouse and I separated 30 days ago and I'm pretty psyched to come back available, liberated to fuck whoever I like with virtually no guilt. Tinder's great, but sometimes I ache for something a bit more familiar. So I messaged this girl I have not seen—clothed or naked—in at least ten years, and she or he hit me back immediately. Works out she split from her husband three months back and she or he was craving some action too.

That same afternoon, דירה דיסקרטיות I went over to her place while her kid was napping. She answered the threshold with two shots of tequila in hand so we will toast our reunion. Then she hugged me, pressing her breasts into my chest, and nodded on the couch. Without missing a beat, I scooped her up into my arms and started nibbling neck, remembering with each taste of her flesh how great she'd been at dirty talking in our twenties. We fucked inside family area, her ahead, flicking her nipples similar to a pro as she rode me, whispering a number of sexy shit because seductive voice of hers. Quarter-hour as we both came, she wanted it again, so I gave it to her—in the kitchen space, from behind this time. After round two, we sipped coffee together naked at her dining table and scheduled another meet-up for the next week. I'm getting hard just thinking of banging her again.