I sucked my bf’s friends diçk after he lost a bet
I (f19) met my bf (m19) 2 months ago, we’ve had very good chemistry both sexually and romantically although he struggles with nerves and only cums if I jack him off
A month into the relationship he introduced me to his friend, “r 23m) who was noticeably well built, loads of muscle, tattoos and a big thick beard, far cry from my golden retriever boy; I dress quite “slutty” mainly for my bf, a mesh shirt and a bra underneath then a jacket over it all, but my breasts are on the heavier side so I get a lot of looks, my bf already warned me that “r” liked to brag about his “well endowment” apparently having an 8 inch dick
I’m a self confessed size queen, I like big diçks, but tbh it doesn’t make much of a difference, and my bf does the job well anyways, we all got drunk and soon enough he brought the subject up and he told story after story about his diçk making dudes cry after they’ve seen it and him stealing girls after his huge gets out of control…
Needless to say it gave me the ick, but at the back of my mind I’m like “if he does tho-“ and I kinda wanted to prove he didn’t, mt bf said “I’d fully measure it yknow, but that’s gay?” He joked
R said “I’d let a girl do it and even take a pic” and he looked at me and I almost spat my drink out… you see me and my bf only became officially not long ago so we weren’t “exclusive” and r even warned mt bf if he’s flirty he doesn’t mean it
So we all said if r does somehow prove he has a big dick… I have to flash him for roughly 40 seconds
Skip a week, last week, and we’re at a house party, r gets drunk asf with my
Bf and they both start joking about measuring it, I got the measuring tape out and said if he wanted to I’m willing to do it rn, mt bf was like “need me to be there?” I said no and dragged r into a bathroom
We recorded a 30 minute vid of me feeling it up and laughing, taking out and teasing it, soon I realised “oh shit it’s that big-“ and soon I had all 8 inches in my hand, as per our agreement I flashed him, and he sucked and played with my tits, soon giving out a moan: I then gave him head until he finished, and by the time we came out of the room, everyone had gone home and my bf was asleep
We showed it to him when he woke up and he asked me to send it to him, I caught him wanking to it last night lol.
I fvcked her without a condom... in a month she came back with pregnancy results.
Nancy was my school crush and friend. I had tried on multiple occasions to fvck her pu$$y, but she would decline by saying, You know you're like a brother to me". This statement usually pissed me off. However, I had patience for her.
One evening, she came crying that her boyfriend cheated on her with another of our classmates. I felt pity for her, but she told me that she was ready to ravage her boyfriend.
She cried, and I consoled her, but she wasn't consoled. She told me that I should make her squat and feel good. I can't help but do her will since I have wanted to fvck her for a long time.
We started with kissing, and then I fingered her pu$$y; it was wet and milky 🌌 😜
I became very hard and fvcked her till she couldn't walk the following day.
I cum 💦 💦 many times inside her, but I can't tell if the pregnancy was mine or not. Girls can be tricky at times.
I Just Want to Talk About My Husband....
I don't know how this is going to come off but I love my husband. He is genuinely my best friend. We have been through a lot together and neither one of us were very good to each other at first, but over some years of therapy we are really doing well. Life isn't perfect, we are not perfect, but he is so good to me!!
Sometimes, other men or women seem very annoyed when I talk about him. One guy even said "geeze what doesn't that guy do" when I was talking about him taking a language class somewhere. I don't gush about him at every turn, but I feel like even mentioning him in a positive way annoys people.
And I get it on some level, I do. But why do I have to listen to how other people's spouses suck and I can't talk about how mine is great?? So I'm just going to say it here.
He is kind. He takes care of me, he makes me coffee, he cooks, he cleans, he parents our kids, he works out, he loves me and he LIKES me. He runs errands. He cleans bathrooms. He doesn't complain. He is generous in bed. He is fun. He is patient. He actively works through his own shit and tries to become an even better person. He supports all my crazy dreams. He communicates. He laughs with me. He's a great friend. He likes to read. I don't know, he just is genuinely the best and I love him.
I Played A Blindfold Guessing Game and Let 11 guys f**k Me..
I got invited to a small party at my friend’s place. When he texted me, he said to “dress extra sexy.” We had hooked up a few times before, so I figured he just wanted to fuck me again that night. But when I got there, he pulled me aside and said: “I told the guys how good you are in bed… they all wanna try you. Would you be down?”
I asked if he meant a gangbang or something, and he explained the idea: I’d be in the bedroom, naked and blindfolded, and the guys could come in one by one and fuck me whenever they wanted. I immediately said no and went back to the party.
After a few drinks though, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Eventually I found him and said, “Fuck it. Tell them I’ll be in the bedroom in five minutes.”
When I got to the room, they had me lie on my stomach with a blindfold on. One of them explained the rules: each guy would fuck me for a bit, and I had to guess who it was. If I guessed right, I got to suck his cock. If I was wrong, he’d just keep fucking me and move on.
It started slow. The first guy was pretty thick, and I
Alan Turing helped change the course of history, but his own country punished him for being gay.
His work as a mathematician and wartime codebreaker helped save lives. Yet in 1952, he was prosecuted for his relationship with another man and forced to undergo hormonal treatment.
He died in 1954, long before he could see how widely his work would be celebrated.
The injustice is difficult to ignore: the world benefited from his brilliance while the law treated his sexuality as a crime.
How many brilliant lives have been damaged simply because society couldn't accept who they loved?
His story deserves to be remembered. 🏳️🌈
That's how it went for 3 months. She would disappear days. And then show back up looking like she had been out on a 3 day bender and fuck me like we were dying. She would hang around my apartment in a T-shirt and a thong for a few days. She would help herself to anything I had in the fridge. She would shit with the bathroom door open without showing an ounce of shame. I would work up the nerve to tell her it was time she found somewhere to move her stuff and it's like she would sense it and then she'd fuck me and then disappear again
One day I got home from work during one of her disappearences and found her in my bed wearing nothing but a white T-shirt. I had no idea how she had let herself in (later I found out she had unlocked a window before she left the last time). I walked in the bedroom and watched for a minute as she was pumping her pussy with a decently large dildo. She had her legs open wide and actually had them up in the air a bit. I asked her what she was doing and she said "you weren't here so we got started without you" laughing just a little as she gestured at me with her dildo. Once again she looked like (and smelled like) she hadn't showered in days. I could smell her pussy across the room and as dirty and trashy as she seemed I was getting rock solid. "Come here I want to get fucked" she told me. So against my better judgement I grabbed a condom (I always wore them with her) and went over to the bed. Her pussy was covered in stubble and was soaking wet. My sheets underneather already had a huge wet spot as she was a squirter. She pulled her dildo out of her pussy and guided my cock in and it felt as good as it always did. We fucked like that for a few minutes and she flipped over and got on her hands and knees and told me "fuck me nice and hard". So I obliged and gave it to her doggystyle. I could smell her dirty asshole the whole time and started rubbing it with my thumb. She gasped as I pushed a finger up her ass and came shortly after. She pulled my cock out and pulled the condom off and pushed my cock head up against her ass and she moaned as i slowly slid in. We fucked like that while she said some absolutely filthy shit. We finished that way and then I suggested we go shower together. We did and i changed the sheets on the bed. She slept with me one last night and then when I got home from work the next day she was gone again. This time all of her stuff was gone too
I lost track of her for a while but after that I found out she tried out doing some amateur porn for a couple of years which didn't seem to work out well. Last I knew she was actually married with a family now. I haven't talked to her in a couple of years but I had some nights with her I'll never forget
FOR A FEW MOMENTS, ROSE FELT LIKE SHE COULD FLY… 😭❤️🚢
For a few moments, Rose forgot about the world, her problems, and the life she was trapped in.
She just felt FREE. 🥹❤️
Jack gave her something money couldn’t buy… a moment where she could finally feel alive.
That’s what makes this scene so beautiful. It’s not just about romance. It’s about freedom, trust, and feeling alive beside someone who makes you forget your fears.
Almost 30 years later, and this moment still hits different. 🥺
THEY ASK FOR EXPECTED SALARY I ASK FOR THEIR RANGE!!!
interviewed for a role that seemed pretty straightforward based on the job posting, but quickly realized the position was much more involved than originally described.
During the initial call to set up the interview, HR asked me for my salary expectations so we wouldn’t waste each other’s time. I told her I’d prefer to learn more about the role before throwing out a number.
Had the first interview with two people and it went great. They told me they wanted to move me to the second round.
HR calls to schedule the next interview and asks the same question. I respond, “What’s the salary range?”
She tells me she doesn’t have access to that information and that they’re really pushing to get a number from me. I explained that I’d welcome a collaborative conversation about compensation, especially given the expanded responsibilities of the role, my experience, and my education.
We schedule the second interview with three new people and one from the first round. Again, it goes fantastic. Lots of laughter, great conversations, and they tell me I’d be a great fit. They brought up actual problems they’re facing, and I was able to offer solutions they really liked. They even started discussing bringing me on-site.
Afterward, I sent a thank-you email and included a mockup I built showing how I’d approach solving one of their problems.
They responded saying they appreciated it, but they still hadn’t received my salary expectations.
So I asked again, “What’s the range for the position?”
This time I got a firmer response saying it wasn’t their policy to disclose salary ranges and that I needed to provide a number.
I responded that I was still open to a collaborative conversation about compensation based on the responsibilities of the role and the value I’d bring.
But I also believe in pay transparency. They’ve had multiple opportunities to share a range, just as I’ve had multiple opportunities to give a number.
Why is it acceptable for a company to insist on knowing my salary expectations while refusing to share what they’re willing to pay?
Am I being unreasonable for standing my ground on this?
Famous Gay 🌈 Actors Who Are Married to Men.
1. Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka
Married in 2014.
2. Matt Bomer and Simon Halls
Married in 2011.
3. Jonathan Bennett and Jaymes Vaughan
Married in 2022.
4. Jesse Tyler Ferguson and Justin Mikita.
Married in 2013.
5. Colman Domingo and Raúl Domingo. They are very longtime husbands.
6. Ben Platt and Noah Galvin.
Married in 2024.
7. Karan Soni and Roshan Sethi.
Married.
IMAGINE WAKING UP ON YOUR FIFTH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY TO DISCOVER YOUR WIFE IS MISSING, YOUR LIVING ROOM IS SMASHED TO PIECES, AND THE ENTIRE WORLD LED BY THE MEDIA IMMEDIATELY CONVINCES ITSELF YOU MURDERED HER!
My girlfriend's best friend has never liked me, and I honestly don't know why.
Whenever my girlfriend and I are together, this girl somehow finds a reason to call her.
We're watching a movie? She calls.
We're eating dinner? She calls.
One time, we were literally at the door about to kiss when my girlfriend's phone rang.
Guess who it was? HER BEST FRIEND.
I told my girlfriend, "Baby, I think your friend is jealous of us."
She laughed and said I was being childish.
So I decided to prove my point.
The next time her friend called while we were together, I told my girlfriend to put the phone on speaker.
Her friend immediately asked, "Are you with him?"
My girlfriend said yes.
Then her friend sighed and said, "Oh, so you're still wasting your time?"
BRO.
I nearly swallowed my tongue.
My girlfriend quickly ended the call and started apologising.
Apparently, her friend had been telling her that I wasn't serious about the relationship.
I asked her, "So this girl has been planning my downfall behind my back?"
My girlfriend told me not to make a big deal out of it.
I said, "No problem, baby. I won't."
The following weekend, we went out with her friends.
I dressed nicely, bought flowers for my girlfriend, and behaved like the most respectful boyfriend on earth.
Her best friend arrived late.
She looked at the flowers, looked at me, then looked at my girlfriend.
"Wow. He's actually trying today."
I smiled.
"Trying? Your friend deserves the best."
She rolled her eyes.
I knew right there that this woman would never be satisfied.
It wasn’t supposed to happen. Pt1
My girlfriend was out of town for the weekend. Her younger sister, Mia, came over to grab some clothes she’d left at our place. We’ve always gotten along — she’s 22, pretty, a little wilder than my girl — but nothing more than that. She was only supposed to be there for twenty minutes.
We ended up talking in the kitchen. She was in a tiny tank top and shorts, complaining about some guy she was seeing. I made a stupid joke. She laughed and shoved my shoulder. Somehow we kept standing too close. When she reached past me for a glass, her chest brushed my arm and she didn’t move away.
I should have stepped back.
Instead I looked down at her mouth. She noticed. For a second neither of us said anything. Then she went up on her toes and kissed me — quick, like she was testing it. I kissed her back. Harder. My hands went to her waist. She made a small sound and pressed against me.
“Fuck,” she whispered against my mouth. “We can’t.”
But she didn’t stop.
We didn’t even make it to the bedroom. I had her bent over the kitchen counter, shorts around her ankles, fucking her from behind while she tried to stay quiet. She came fast, biting her own arm, then looked back at me with wide eyes like she couldn’t believe what we’d just done.
When I finished inside her she stayed there for a second, breathing hard, then turned around and kissed me again — slower this time.
“Don’t tell her,” she said.
I nodded.
She pulled her shorts up, grabbed the bag she came for, and left. I thought that was it. A one-time mistake.
She texted me three hours later.
I can’t stop thinking about how you felt inside me. When can we do it again?
She was losing until she chose mercy. That’s when she became a GOD. ⚡️
Steve: "I can save today. You can save the world."
Diana sparing Dr. Poison is the moment she unlocked her true power and became 【entity-Wonder Woman¦canonical_name=Wonder Woman】.
Ares never stood a chance after that.
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