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Dog chili crap & the dog whistle.
Roommates new girlfriend decided to mess with me. I’m nice. But never mess with the smartest person. I timed it. Fed their dogs a bunch of chili. They had loose stools last night in the young pieces bed. She took them in the bath. Poop on the new bath mat.
This morning when her highness arrived; she had no bath mats & poop in the shower. Plus it smelled horrible.
The other day she was upset a dog ate one of her shoes. Oh it was funny when they ate my shoes. How did her shoe get out. Just put a few dog treats on the shoe. Tie a chew toy to the laces. Let it go. Now she has one new LaBron. One who looks more like old LaBron. Chewed up & wore out. What a shame.
Oh yeah. They like to get loud & stay up late. New hoe likes to throw objects against my door to make her dogs thrash around out there. She knows it must annoy me. I wear earmuffs when I sleep. Barely notice. But I do wait till it all calms down. The place is quite. I blow a dog whistle. I hear young hoes room explode in noise. Dogs yapping & barking. Cats stirred up. Light comes on. Cussing. Door opens. Dogs run out. Chase cats. Cats hiss & knock stuff over. Broke glass. Leftovers in the floor. I fall back asleep. Sometimes I do it later at night or earlier in the morning.
Oh. Another fun game. They used to leave leftovers out at night. Then get up to snack. I now sneak out. Loosen the lid of covering. Smear on some cat treat they love. Carefully set a cat by the food.
It’s awesome when the cats start fighting. Knock a whole pan in the floor. I also love it when someone gets up & catches a cat eating out of the food. They won’t eat it now, but leave it for the others.
Mostly they now put the fresh leftovers in the fridge now. Then complain it’s cold & dried out. Too funny. If they ever stop eating my food and bouncing balls by my door I’ll stop.
I’m a straight female but it’s something about a girl squirting and moaning that just turns me on. I fantasize about my roommate walking in on me fingering my tight cunt and squirting and then me and her scissoring and just having dirty rough lesbian sex.
My gf is a squirter, and she loves to cum all over me when I eat her out. That's the way she likes me, soaked in her sweet pussy juices.
After we're done she won't let me take a shower or brush my teeth so that she can smell her all over me when we're out, and she loves to taste herself on my lips when we kiss. It gets her so horny that she can't wait to get home and squirt for me all over again.
One time we were out with her best friend. Her friend complimented me on how I smelled. That instantly turned on my gf, she squeezed my arm so hard I couldn't feel my hand. Next thing I know we're in the bathroom with my fingers deep inside her, and her squirting all over the floor.
She's a dirty little minx and I love it.
I would like a group of women to squirt all over me. I'd lay on the ground and they could masturbate, or I'd lick them until they gushed all over my face. I would like to be covered in it, bathed in it. I would like it if some of them squirted on my dick while I rubbed it. It would be awesome if a bunch did it at the same time. I don't know where this comes from, but it would be so intense.
It was late 2020, with COVID scares and lockdowns, we were all bored and cooped up in the house, plus the wife and I were in one of our dry-spells. To break the mundaneness of things I started to post things about food. There was one girl who I knew back from high school that would “like” and comment on every post. She then started posting things about food and in return I did the same. After exchanging a few comments, I decided to drop in her DM just to say hi and talk about food and whatever else would come up; come to find out we had plenty in common and that she moved away from our town years ago.
She and I had never spoken in high school but knew of each other. The guys certainly were attracted to her, but I was too intimidated to approach her back then [the pretty and popular girl effect]. But now with my years of aging, healthy dieting and being in a different place in life, I’ve built plenty of confidence.
And now here we are. Me and the girl who was popular in high school are now texting for long periods of time. We then started to talk on the phone, especially about our past high school experiences and future plans. The conversations were harmless at first, but I still kept this woman hidden from my wife.
We continued our late night conversations for days and would even have drinks over the phone. She was in a rocky relationship, I was in a dry-spell. So our conversations would edge towards sexual topics but in a light and humorous way.
Then one Friday night, after a few drinks she admitted it; she told me she was attracted to me. Emotionally, mentally and albeit only through pictures - physically. I knew I should have steered the conversation in a different direction and ultimately stop everything out of respect for my marriage.
But I didn’t.
[This is where it gets hot…]
While we were talking on the phone, she sends me a link and tells me to open it. Told me it was her fantasy and her kink. It was a video of a woman being restrained and her male counterpart having his way with her, all consensual. The woman’s legs were held apart with ankle restraints tied to a rod, there were whips and some light choking. Calling it intense would be an understatement. Vulgar sex language, mascara running down her face from being face fucked and this is what my female friend wanted.
We watched her video together, critiquing and analyzing. I then hear her moans escaping over the phone so I asked her, “are you touching yourself?” And in her seductive voice she said “yes” and told me she was really turned on. I admitted to her that I was hard, so she instructed me to take it out and start stroking - so I did. Here we were on the phone playing with ourselves watching her kink. Repeatedly she would ask, “would you do that to me?” And each time I replied, “yes!“ I was in a euphoric state being under the influence of alcohol and this sexy woman wanting me.
We were deep into mentally fucking each other. She then says, “I’m going to FaceTime you.” My heart raced, I knew what was going to happen. I was going to see her play with herself and I’m sure she wanted to watch me stroke. I answered her FaceTime and there she was…in her bed, wearing a tank top with her tits out. She smiled and winked, bit her bottom lip then moved the phone farther out so I could see her play with her tits. It was extremely sexy! She moved the phone down to her lower half, wearing just a pair of purple panties, I watched her pulled them to the side, exposing her pussy. She was shaved, I could see her folds and she starts pleasuring herself.
With our AirPods on, we placed the phone away from our bodies so we could get a good look at each other. She laid in bed playing with her tits and pussy and yelled out my name as she was pleasuring herself; telling me how much she wanted me to fuck her. It was all surreal and I wanted more of it.
She would stare right into the phone watching me stroke up and down my shaft telling me to go faster or slower. We exchanged, I-want-to-fuck-you’s. She wanted to be restrained by me, hair pulled by me, spanked by me, tied up by me and choked by me. I had never been with a woman who wanted to be fucked so aggressively and it made me want her more.
Moments later, she stops and reaches into her nightstand. Out came a suction cup dildo and anal beads. She came closer to the camera and simulated how she would suck me off with her dildo and then retreated back. Her anal beads first went into her mouth for lubrication, it came back out and she started to slide them into her pussy. Once the beads were settled she then proceeded to slowly insert her dildo into the same opening. I watched her fuck herself with both her anal beads and dildo inside her pussy. I wanted it to last and did whatever I could not to explode right then and there.
She claimed she had never done this with anyone but, I doubted it. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing, it felt like I fell into her trap but at that moment I didn’t care. I got the opportunity to mutually masturbate with one of the popular girls. I knew a couple of my friends from back in the days would kill for this opportunity.
We played with ourselves for quite some time. I even got closeups of her pumping her dildo. We both eventually came. She left a puddle on her bedsheets, that was when she told me she squirts, however I had missed seeing that part. My stomach was covered in cum and again she used her dildo to simulate how she would clean me up. Now sexually satisfied we wished each other good night.
Saturday came and went without us communicating. On Sunday I texted her to ask how she was doing. She said she felt some guilt but still really wanted me. During the course of the day we sexted each other, her doing most of the heavy lifting. That night I went into my basement to talk to her and she had already been drinking. I think the alcohol was just an excuse for the promiscuity we were indulging ourselves in.
Almost immediately she wanted to get back on FaceTime and said she had a surprise for me. I answered and there she was in what she said was a new lingerie set she had gotten just for me. It was a see-through material with lace at the edges, there were cutouts for her tits so they were just spilling out. She had on a crotchless thong. My mind was blown, I wanted her bad.
I took out my cock, showed her how hard she had gotten me and started to pump. She had her suction cup dildo out already and sat on a chair with her legs spread pumping it in and out of her. Again our dirty talking consisted of how bad we wanted to fuck each other. She then gets up from her chair, places the suction dildo onto the chair, erect and waiting for her. With her back facing the camera, she lowers herself onto the dildo. I asked her if I could screen record for my own personal spank bank, she agreed.
She rode that dildo up and down, moaning and yelling out my name. It was all so much that I came fairly quickly. She wanted me to keep watching and to tell her how I would eat her out. She re-positioned herself facing forward spread eagle and began to pump herself with the dildo. I told her I really wanted to see her squirt. Vigorously she pumped faster and harder and right as she cumming, she did this motion that made the dildo pop out of her and squirts of liquid cake out. She pushed the dildo back in and did the same motion a few more times and each time pools of her juices came out. It was amazing.
At the sight of her squirting, I became hard and ready to go again. She was also ready for another round as she climbed into bed. This time taking out her anal beads. With her legs in the air, she told me she’s actually never used anal beads inside her ass before and only liked the feeling of the balls as she pulls it out of her pussy. She then proceeds to push each ball slowly into her asshole, one larger than the previous. Three went in and she gasp in pain almost crying and stopped. She then reached for her dildo while the beads were still in her and pumped her pussy again.
Another night, two rounds this time, and we were both sexually satisfied again. Said our good nights.
The following day working from home, I receive a “Good Morning!” text from her. We spoke casually at first, then she made mention of how unbelievably hard I was last night. Later in the afternoon, she texts me that she was horny and wish she was at home so we could play. I jokingly told her we should get the lush toy where I could control it remotely while she was at work. She was intrigued! We built up scenarios and were both so turned on that I ended up ordering the toy and have it shipped to her place.
While we waited for the toy to arrive we had a couple more nights of playing. I was always in my basement, she switched places in her apartment. I’ve watched her ride her dildo on her bathroom floor. Used another vibrator right on her couch. It was a great time!
About a week or so later on a Saturday, she texts me to let me know the Lush toy had arrived. We were both excited but she had to charge it first. However, she had a party to attend that night and would likely have to wait for another day.
Bummer.
Late that night, while scrolling through my phone I receive her text, “Are you still awake? Can I call you?” Thinking she may be in trouble, I went down to the basement and called. Come to find out she had a couple of glasses of wine and wanted to leave the party early so we could play with the new toy. I stayed on the phone with her as she drove and told me about her night.
We hung up as soon as she got to her apartment so she could settle down. I waited eagerly for her call. Then comes the FaceTime call. I was ready to control this toy while it was inside of this woman. She didn’t dress in any sexy lingerie this time, but she didn’t need to. She was naked from the waist down with just her fleece jacket on while in her living room.
We both looked up instructions on how to set it up. Once we got it connected and I was able to control it remotely, the toy was in her hand as I moved the toggle to vibrate at the highest level. She laughed and excitedly sat on her couch and rubbed herself to get wet. She inserted the lush into her pussy and told me to start slow. I first let her tell me how fast and intense she wanted the toy. I watched her lean her head back taking it all in. Getting wetter and wetter and enjoying herself.
She then laughed and with excitement, gets up and tells me she needs more wine for this. As soon as she got up, the Lush still in her, I crank up the intensity and stopped her in her tracks. She fell to the floor, her knees weak. She hunched over as I moved the toggle up and down to give her different sensations. She “tells me to stop,” but she had every power to pull the toy out of her but didn’t. She wanted it. There she was on all fours, the Lush inside of her moaning. I hadn’t started stroking yet having too much fun controlling her.
Moments later she lets out a long guttural moan followed by a scream as she came yelling, “fuck, fuck, fuck!” She got up and sat on the floor, laughed and moved the phone to show me the puddle that was on her carpet. That was when I pulled my cock out and started stroking.
She got her wine, drinking it fairly fast and recovering from her orgasm. She went back into her room asking me keep the vibrations going but at a low intensity. She reached for her pink vibrator from her nightstand, positions the camera so I could get a good view.
With one of my hands I controlled the Lush toggle as she positioned the tip of her vibrator against her clit. My other hand pumping my cock. We did this until we both orgasmed.
We stayed on the phone for a bit to talk. She built up a new fantasy of going out shopping by herself and then having me control the Lush while she was out in public.
Then it happened…
As the conversation went on, she must’ve been in her feelings. Perhaps it was the wine. What I thought was going to be two friends, mutually masturbating for each other had gone too far. She tells me that she’s really starting to develop feelings for me. Said that the sexual stuff was fun, but the fact that we spent long nights talking about anything and everything really attracted her to me. And to be honest, I was starting to develop feelings for her too. We just vibed really well.
However, reality set in and I panicked. It was every sense of the word “cheating” sans actually physically having sex with each other; I was emotionally cheating on my wife. Someone I do care about, someone that I love and is always there for me.
I knew I had to end it there.
Without getting into much more detail, since this story is already long, I had to let this woman down. It felt almost cold turkey. She needed time to think before we could even just text each other a greeting. We now on occasion text each other to say hi or to wish each other happy holidays, but the conversations are really short. We still comment and like each other’s posts.
I still get excited thinking about the sexual interactions I’ve had with this woman and even on occasion re-watch the screen recordings. I’ll likely be judged for being unfaithful. I tell myself that we fortunately never had physical sex. Although she visits family back in our town and even made plans to get together. But I’m glad it stopped before it got out of hand. Something my wife can’t ever know.
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I'm 18 now, this is a story from when I was 15. I was a freshman in high school and had made the cheer team. A couple older cheerleaders, a junior and a senior at the time, had told me and two other freshman that there was a certain initiation for new cheerleaders. I should have questioned it, but I was a dumb blonde freshman and the senior was captain, so I took their word for it. They never said what the initiation was, just that we had to meet them in the cheer locker room after practice one day. All three of us showed (we were the only freshman cheerleaders), and the junior and senior were there as well. They told us that we didn't have to do the initiation to be part of the squad, but we would never be invited to team lunches and other outside activities if we didn't do it. We three agreed.
They began to explain to us what we had to do. We were to strip naked, run to the pool (which was down the hall from our locker room) and make ourselves squirt in the pool, then run back and get dressed. They said it was a test of bravery, a valuable skill for cheerleaders, but none of us fresman bought into it at first. But our captain and junior captain reminded us how we'd be ostisiced if we didn't. I went into crisis mode, because I really wanted to be in the inner ring with the cool older cheerleaders, but oh so many things could go wrong. The public nudity, the intentional contaminating of the school's pool (which was grounds for a fine and suspension), and the big thing was I was not comfortable with was masturbating in front of others. Up to this time, I had only masturbated a few times, and I only ever did when I was home alone, which wasn't often. I didn't even know what a "squirt" was at the time, and I was too embarrassed to ask the older girls, so I asked my fellow freshmen, who explained the concept. I had no idea what to do, but I didn't have time to make a thoroughly thought out because the older girls told us we had thirty minutes to strip, run, squirt, and come back. I decided I'd do it, because while I was terrified, I also kinda wanted to do it.
I had stripped naked in the locker room before, so that part wasn't a big deal. Once all three of us were stark naked, the senior went to the pool while the junior stayed. She had her phone out to use as a timer. She asked us if we were ready. None of us said yes, or no. We just sort of stood there. It was freezing in that locker room to the point where my nipples were hard and pointy (I remember that so because I was really embarrassed about it for some reason), but I felt a sweat breaking on my forehead. The junior shrugged and tapped her phone and said "go". We slowly went to the door and peeked out, making sure none of our skin touched someone else's. The hallway was empty; it was almost six pm. There would be no one in the pool room besides our captain and junior captain, though there were windows looking out at a seldom used parking lot.
Once I decided to go for it, I stepped out into the hall. I checked, and there were no security cameras around, probably because they weren't allowed by locker rooms. I ran down the hallway. It felt really awkward to run while naked. My feet slapped on the stone floor, my semi-mature breasts bouncing with my strides. I reached the pool and entered. The other two freshman had yet to follow.
In the pool room, the junior captain said it would be best to straddle a corner of the pool to insure my squirt would not miss the pool. I was not even close to having the courage to even put my hand near my girlhood at the moment, though. I just sort of stood there staring out the window to see if someone would walk/drive by and see. Soon the other two girls arrived.
Our junior captain told us that we needed to hurry. She even ave us advice on how to squirt, which was really weird, though kind of her, I guess. She didn't take off any clothes, she just kneeled down with her back to the pool. She told us to try leaning back and putting our butts over the water. One of the other girls was the only one to move. She copied what our junior captain had done. She was obviously embarrassed but probably wanted to get this over with. The rest of us watched while acting like we weren't watching as the girl started to finger her pussy.
I'll be honest, watching her stroke her love spot and slowly become arroused turned me on. I actually felt myself getting wet. I approached the edge of the pool and sat down facing towards the water. The cold wet floor on my bottom actually made me even more horny. I spread my legs as far as I could (which is pretty far; I'm a cheerleader) and I began to slowly rub my pussy. I made sure to look around and yell at the others not to watch before continuing. The third freshman finally joined a few moments later.
My breaking point slowly neared as a few minutes went by. I wasn't really occupied with the fact that I was sexually pleasuring myself with three other girls around in a public place that was no less my school. I was more concerned with having the best orgasm possible, because I had to squirt, and I was just so damn horny at the moment.
I wasn't the first to cum. It was the girl who had started first, and we all could tell she was nearing her tipping point because she began to moan loudly, which made me all the more horny. I looked over and watched as her backside pulsed back and forth, her yells of ecstasy echoing off the walls. She screamed like a horror movie actress, and I heard the drip-drop of her cum as it burst from her lilly pad and into the water. It came in the three bursts (yes, I counted) until she fell to her side and started to breathe heavily.
Not long after this, the other girl came to a climax. She had gone to the other side of the pool, so I had a perfect view as she rubbed at her pussy with one hand while groping her almost nonexistent titty with the other. As she neared her peak, she screamed "F**K" about three dozen times. She squirted like a water gun, her juices flying into the pool.
This left me, and I was almost over the edge. I had put three fingers inside myself, though i'd only ever fit two before. I went faster and faster, knowing I had to make my body push out some of my natural lubricant, or else I'd fail the initiation. I was moments away from my orgasm. I made some rather embarrassing noises in the process, but nonetheless, as I climaxed, ever so slightly, some of my love juice squirted out into the pool. I had done it.
We all went back to the locker room, got dressed, and went home. Believe it or not, me and those other two girls still talk and joke about that day. To be honest, I can't say I regret it. I have a thing for cumming in public now. I've squirted in the water fountain in front of the school….twice
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