Dirty Confessions 1: wild sex stories from around the world

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she starts to ask me something and the third thing i notice is that with a POP the rubber band holding her hair snaps and shoots behind the couch. without thinking i grab her pony tail to keep her hair out of her typing. a part of me wants to say "oh shit sorry, ill grab you a rubber band" But whether we want to blame it on the whisky, being without a girlfriend, there half decade of tension...i didnt say that. I can’t stop thinking about my older cousin. I hope I see him at the family reunion. Every time we run into each other it’s like we were never apart even though we are both married with children. He always initiates and can’t keep his hands off me when we are alone. The last time we saw each other there were so many stollen moments. Starting out with him sitting between me and his wife Nicole at dinner.

she very loudly unbuttons my pants as she slowly parts her lips, continuing to stair up into my eyes.

“Am I Normal?”

COVID transformed my family into a free use system for sex between us all freely. Simply put, my husband was free to have sex with our daughter anytime they wanted and I could have sex with my son whenever we wanted to; free-use, day or night, no questions asked. Yeah....the way you are holding my hair like that is usually my prefered first step to giving a guy a blowjob" she without much warning or ceremony pulls my boxers down while keeping her eyes in mine. As she pulls down there is yet another

We can't help but want more hot sex stories, honeymoon sex, sex with a stranger or even pool sex – we're extremely curious to learn what people get up to. For some, whether it's in their own sex lives or reading up about others', it’s a matter of the dirtier, the better. Dirty sex means loads of different things to different people – everything from BDSM to sex involving a whole load of bodily fluids and scandalous dirty talk. Here, dug up from the depths of Reddit, 16 people share what they hold dear as their dirtiest and filthiest sex stories, memories, dreams and confessions. Lehmiller discovered that Americans’ top erotic reveries fall into seven broad categories—three very popular, and four less so but still quite prevalent. The top three included: A few years ago I dated an artist. He treated my body and our sex like art. He. Took. His. Time. He consciously and deliberately decided which part of my body to bite or caress next. He built anticipation. He was calculated. He was artistic. And now I only want to have sex that feels like art. Anything less feels like trying to hang a connect-the-dots picture on walls of the Met.” —N.S., 39Multiple partners. This is Americans’ top erotic daydream. Almost everyone reported having it—87 percent of the women, 95 percent of the men. The top multi-partner fantasy involved threesomes, with moresomes not far behind. Many people fantasized of many men and women playing together (swinging, orgies), while others focused on one person having sex with many others (gangbangs). Two days later my wife scheduled a three hour spa treatment for me at our resort. I had no idea what to expect. When I arrived I was taken to an open area in the mens section and asked to to remove my clothes. As they walked me to the massage area, I noticed that others had robes and I was the only one fully nude, which seemed odd. I also noticed some smiles/laughs that must have been due the very small penis I was not so proudly revealing. She says ‘what’s going on in there? Mom are you ok? Is Dad hitting you?’ My husband kept going like a champ but I was laughing so hard. Super embarrassing. This is why we usually wait until the kids go to bed. Also my husband does not hit me. I don’t know where that came from in her mind.” Before I had my son, sex with my husband was very vocal. I’m talking moaning, screaming, shouting, like something out of a dirty movie—but with love. Now that our son is old enough to start asking a lot of awkward questions about all the noise, I’ve had to tone things down. But every so often I have to let myself go. We head to the bathroom—my favorite private place in the house—and turn the faucets on full blast to mask any noises. As it turns out, the feel of warm water running down my hands has become a real turn-on.” —I.R., 43

Bondage, discipline, and sado-masochism (BDSM). No wonder the BDSM romance trilogy, Fifty Shades of Grey, has become the most popular fiction of all time. Almost everyone in Lehmiller’s survey reported BDSM daydreams—96 percent of the women, 93 percent of the men. More than three-quarters reported bondage fantasies—being tied up or restraining another. One-third reported frequent bondage fantasies. Half fantasized about discipline, i.e, erotic domination or submission (D/s), with 20 percent saying they had D/s fantasies often. More people fantasized about submission than domination. More than half of Lehmiller’s sample fantasized about receiving or administering intense sensation, the BDSM term for consensual pain, with most preferring to receive it. Fantasies of being forced into sex were also very popular—reported by almost two-thirds of the women and half the men.My wife and I just returned home from a much needed 10 day vacation on the beach in Mexico. Having been traveling most of the day, we were tired when we arrived at our hotel and decided to head to the beach for a massage. Within in minutes we were both laying on tables overlooking the beach and listening to the waves. We were only about six feet apart with cool towels covering our faces. Every now and then I could hear my wife moan, which I assumed was from the massage. Meanwhile, my massage was okay, but nothing to moan about. Edit: Yeah, yeah, it’s an erogenous zone for some people, but I’m pretty damn sure he thought it was my clit because when he finally touched my actual clit he was surprised. Yes, I communicated. No, he wasn’t even close to finishing me off or close enough to be able to try to.” Sam did plasma cut and mig welded art for sale online and to local shops. She really did have an eye for interesting designs made from junk. I never minded being asked to look over her stuff, and sometimes i could give here a suggestion here or there. She pops open her laptop and starts scrolling thru some of the new stuff she has rigged up. POP! as my crazy hard seven inches flings free and slaps against my stomach, barely missing her lips.