Rimjob Stories

The rest of the afternoon was spent… just hanging out. We watched a movie or at least we had one on. We talked through most of it. About normal stuff and then… “Take your skirt off for me, Amy,” Inga commanded. “Yes, Miss,” I said, complying shyly. This was still very new, after all, and I wasn’t used to being told what to do and expected to just… do it. Once I was naked from the waist down, we moved into the den. It was...

Beauty isn’t fair. And sexual beauty? Even less so. I’ve always known that, but lately, it’s been something I can’t stop thinking about. I’m in my late twenties now, creeping closer to thirty, and I see it happening around me: friends lowering their standards. They start to settle for guys who don’t exactly light a fire in them because, well, “he’s nice” or “he’s stable.” And yeah, those things matter, but deep down, I kn...

It started like any other day—a busy morning filled with meetings. I was leading a presentation, reviewing numbers on the big screen, when my phone buzzed in my pocket. At first, I ignored it, trying to stay focused on the task at hand, but the buzzing continued—persistent. Figuring it might be something important, I discreetly pulled out my phone. The sender? “Battle Ax”—the nickname I affectionately gave my wife early i...

It was 10:38 in the morning when Jessica finally got out of bed, following four intense orgasms. She’d woken up wet and horny in an empty house, her kids at sleep-away camp, and her husband at work in the city, and decided on a lazy morning with her favorite toy, a vibrating rabbit-style dildo with a clit-stimulating attachment. She might have gone for round five, but the summer sun streaming through the windows had alrea...