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Ancient Graffiti Reveals Life Inside Roman Brothels

By Alexandra Dantzer (Via Vintage News)


Detail from one of the graffiti images

Pompeii is one of the most important sites for archaeologists and historians to research the Roman empire and its culture.

Pompeii was a medium-sized town, with around 11,000 inhabitants. However, it is characterized by its multicultural demographics, thriving community and sophisticated infrastructure. The nearby port of Pozzuoli enabled the development of a strong economy, particularly centered around trade.


Villa of the Mysteries in Pompeii seen from above. Photo by ElfQrin CC BY-SA 4.0
Villa of the Mysteries in Pompeii seen from above. Photo by ElfQrin CC BY-SA 4.0

The economic stability and the presence of merchants from all parts of the empire ensured for a strong presence of sex trade. Sex historians have thoroughly researched the walls of estates that served as brothels such as inns, taverns and lunch counters.

What also plays a major role in their research is the graffiti that sometimes graphically listed details connected to sex-work, therefore serving as one of the most important historical sources.


Roman painting from Pompeii, early 1st century AD, most likely depicting Cleopatra VII, wearing her royal diadem, consuming poison in an act of suicide, while Caesarion, also wearing a royal diadem, stands behind her.
Roman painting from Pompeii, early 1st century AD, most likely depicting Cleopatra VII, wearing her royal diadem, consuming poison in an act of suicide, while Caesarion, also wearing a royal diadem, stands behind her.

The pictures on the walls usually present fair skinned women with intricate hairstyles, accompanied by tanned and athletic men. There are three potential reasons for these images.

They could have served as a visual cue for stronger arousal. It could also be that the scenes were a pictorial menu of different services one could get in a brothel. Lastly, they might have been guides for inexperienced customers who would frequent the premises.


Pompeii and Herculaneum, as well as other cities affected by the eruption of Mount Vesuvius. The black shading represents the general distribution of ash, pumice and cinders. Photo by MapMaster CC BY-SA 3.0
Pompeii and Herculaneum, as well as other cities affected by the eruption of Mount Vesuvius. The black shading represents the general distribution of ash, pumice and cinders. Photo by MapMaster CC BY-SA 3.0

Much of the graffiti found on the walls is very graphic. It details specific employees and their skills, sexual advice, and prices for specific acts one could seek out.

Studies of this graffiti have revealed that the sex workers had names of exclusively Greek origin. Their names were sometimes descriptive and told the story about either physical characteristics or the function of a sex-worker. The names of male sex workers are also featured.


Purpose-built brothels featured cubicles with a permanent foundation for the bed, as in this example from the Lupanar at Pompeii.
Purpose-built brothels featured cubicles with a permanent foundation for the bed, as in this example from the Lupanar at Pompeii.

As freeborn women were not allowed to have sex outside of marriage, it is almost certain that their only customers were men. The practice of homosexual intercourse was indeed nothing strange for the ancient Rome.

The only rule was that the citizens who were higher up in rank could not take on a submissive role during intercourse. In general, the sex trade was not frowned upon and it was central in maintaining the institution of marriage. It was believed that the wife’s role was solely to provide a male heir.

Roman fresco with banquet scene (detail) from the Casa dei Casti Amanti (IX 12, 6-8) in Pompeii.
Roman fresco with banquet scene (detail) from the Casa dei Casti Amanti (IX 12, 6-8) in Pompeii.

Seeking pleasures from a wife was thought to be immodest and not respectful to the woman. Therefore, the husbands would fulfill their fantasies in one of the many brothels around. Sex work was not illegal, but adultery was, so it was a normal practice to pay in exchange for physical love.

However, sex-workers had it far from easy. They worked in stone cells, usually without any windows and with a curtain instead of a door.


Fresco of couple in bed.
Fresco of couple in bed.

Most sex workers were slaves, so they did not have any choice but to obey their masters. The attitude towards slaves in ancient Italy was not favorable — it ranged between indifference at best to open violence.

They were cut off from the rest of the world and usually moved only around the estate they worked in. They were usually under the control of procurers who owned the rights to them and their bodies, and who may have provided only the most basic necessities for their slaves.

At bigger towns and cities there were some women that worked the streets on their own. The percentage of solo prostitutes is rather small, and it consisted either of freed slaves or very poor freeborn women.

Bodybuilder who married sex doll ‘cheats’ with object while she’s being repaired

Bodybuilder Yuri Tolochko, from Kazakhstan, married his sex doll Margo at a ceremony last year. He said she had broken just days before Christmas and was being repaired

By James Caven (Via Daily Star)


A bodybuilder who married his sex doll is apparently “cheating” with a strange object.

Yuri Tolochko, from Kazakhstan, wed his doll Margo at a ceremony last November.

But he revealed she had broken just days before Christmas and was being repaired.

In the meantime, he recently posted a video on Instagram of himself touching a silver object with small ridges while wearing nothing but his underwear.

Yuri, who has 99,000 followers, wrote: “Looks like I’ve got a new passion.”

One follower replied: “Hey…Are you cheating on your wife?!”

Yuri said “maybe”, adding: “I can’t stand while she’s in the hospital.”



The social media user said: “You gotta spread your seed.”

Another Instagram follower added: “Somehow I don’t think your wife would have much to say about it all anyway.”

Commenting on the video, Yuri also insisted to his followers it was “wonderful”.

Dozens of guests attended his wedding to the sex doll, which had been delayed for months by the coronavirus pandemic.



He said he first met her at a nightclub and popped the question in December 2019.

The blogger said he has been living with the for more than 18 months.

Sharing footage of the celebration on his Instagram page, he wrote: “It’s happened. To be continued.”

In the video, he put a ring onto her finger and then kissed her.



The footage shows the pair take the first dance in front of a crowd.

In December, he revealed the sex doll had broken shortly before Christmas.

He said she was being repaired in another city, adding: “When she recovers, it will be a gift for both of us.”

Yuri previously described what the relationship was like and claimed “many men would like to imagine the same”.



He told the Daily Star: “In general, I began to be jealous of Margo.

“Many men would like to imagine the same.

“After the wedding, I decided to show her less to people, I forbade her from Instagram (I did this a long time ago).

“Maybe I’m being too selfish.

“But that’s the beauty of Margo, that I can do this to her and she won’t mind.”

He also previously said he delayed the wedding a second time after being attacked during a transgender rally in the city of Almaty in Kazakhstan on October 31 2020.

Yuri ended up with a broken nose and a concussion after dressing as a woman for the march.

Woman Who Sold Her Virginity For $1.4 Million Has Fallen In Love With The Wall Street Banker Who Bought It

By Ellie Kildare



The French student who sold her virginity for more than a million dollars has revealed she’s fallen in love with the Wall Street banker who bought it. The 20-year-old woman named Jasmine used the site Cinderella Escorts to auction off the opportunity to deflower her, eventually pulling in $1,373,249, money which she planned to use to pay off family debt, start a business, and travel the world. However, she got more than she bargained for when she realized the man who paid to sleep with her is actually her soulmate.

THE BANKER BEAT OUT A “REAL ESTATE MOGUL FROM MUNICH” AND A DJ FROM LA FOR JASMINE’S VIRGINITY.

The winning guy was described as “smart” and “successful” and made Jasmine realize she made the right decision by auctoining off the chance to sleep with her for the first time. In fact, she’s pretty glad the banker won because he’s a total gentleman.

THE FIRST EXPERIENCE WENT SO WELL, THEY’RE GOING TO DO IT AGAIN.

While you might think sleeping with someone who paid more than a million dollars to devirginize you would be really awkward, think again. Jasmine and her new suitor got on so well, they plan to keep seeing each other. “Most people would exchange a million for their first time if they could turn back time,” she said, according to the Daily Mail. “I am happy that I sold my virginity and I met the client already. I was a bit nervous, to be honest, but finally, I really liked him. He was a real gentleman and looked after me well. I don’t want to go into details but what I can say is that we are going to date each other again.”

EVERYONE IN JASMINE’S LIFE HAS BEEN PRETTY UNDERSTANDING ABOUT THE DECISION.

They’re very supportive about her unconventional approach to making money, probably in large part because they’re directly benefiting from it. Whatever makes Jasmine happy!

Man Appears To Poop On Airport Floor And Walks Away, Leaving Another Guy To Slip And Fall In It

By Ellie Kildare



A viral video circulating online appears to show a man casually defecating on an airport floor while walking by, leaving another man to slip and fall in it. The surveillance footage, which was allegedly taken at an unknown airport in Turkey, immediately disgusted viewers who couldn’t believe that someone could be so gross – and that the other man could be so unlucky as to slip in the substance!

1. TO BE FAIR, THIS MAY NOT ACTUALLY BE POOP.It’s unclear what the brown substance that drops from the first man’s pants actually is. It’s certainly squishy and leaves a mark when the other man slides in it, but there’s no definitive proof that this is actually poop.

2. IT COULD ALSO BE A SETUP.We know some people are absolutely desperate to go viral, so there’s a chance that this whole thing could be a setup. Maybe the pooper and the guy who fell in it are actually friends and set this all up to get attention online. Looks like they succeeded, if so!

3. EITHER WAY, THIS IS SUPER GROSS.Whether it’s true or not, the very idea of someone possibly relieving their bowels on the floor of an airport and just walking by all super casually is super gross and really nasty. Here’s hoping this is one big hoax!

Had sex with my Airbnb host

Description of me: I’m 28 years old with brown hair and green eyes. I’m 5’5” about 115 pounds. I have a nice butt and B cup boobs. I’ve always been told I’m “very cute.” I’ve gotten “sexy” and “pretty” more in the last couple of years it seems like.

I’ve been traveling quite a bit for work lately. I typically stay in hotels, but there was some sort of mix up this time. My company booked my hotel, but got the dates wrong. I showed up at the hotel in the afternoon and there was no room available for me and there were two major conventions in town, so there was basically nothing available at any hotel within a reasonable radius. I needed to find somewhere to stay for the next four nights. I went to plan b and booked a room at an Airbnb. The best I could find was a private room at this guy’s townhouse. The creep factor always crosses your mind, but he had a lot of good reviews and I didn’t have a lot of options. We communicated about when I would be able to come by to get a key and do a walk-through of the place. I was starving, so I stopped to eat first and then met him about an hour or so later.

I walked about ten minutes to the townhouse. When he answered the door I was pretty blown away. He was incredibly handsome. He had the typical small profile pic thing on Airbnb, but it was of him doing something outdoors with a hat on, so I couldn’t really tell much of what he looked like. He had black hair with a few grey/white strands of hair here and there. He looked mid 30’s. Five o’clock shadow. Piercing blue eyes. Henley shirt showing a slight bit of chest. He welcomed me in and introduced himself as Chris. I was a little flustered, but he was totally laid back and cool. It didn’t seem like he had even a passing thought about my appearance. Granted I had just gotten off of a plane and had been running around the city lugging my bags. I didn’t feel like I was looking my best. Either way, he was totally professional, but at the same time warm and welcoming.

He showed me around the townhouse. Typical stuff. It was a townhouse. He then led me upstairs to my room. It was the master and had a private bathroom in the room. Definitely nice to have. He showed me how to work the hot and cold water. It was kind of tricky. He mentioned that his girlfriend always has a hard time with it. My heart sank a little. Not that I even thought he was into me at all, but I was totally turned on by him. Just a bummer to hear he was off limits. My crush was dashed in only a few minutes. He showed me that the room locked from the inside. All was good. He went on his way and I got settled into my room. I showered and changed clothes. There was a work dinner thing I had to go to. Networking blah blah. I hate that type of thing, but it’s a necessary evil if you’re in the corporate world I guess.

I got to the dinner and was bored out of my mind within twenty minutes. I kept thinking about Chris and how sexy he was. I got stuck talking to this middle aged woman who kept asking me about my career path. She kept trying to give me advice for what to do when I get married and have kids. I kept politely going along with the conversation, but in reality I wanted to tell her that sounds like hell to me. I wanted to tell her there is no fucking way I want children and that I don’t see myself settling down with one man. I knew even if I said any of that in a nice way she would have thought I was a terrible person. She just gave off that vibe. She was a big shot with a company we do a lot of work with, so I just played the all-American role I was supposed to.

I made it through the rest of the night by drinking plenty of wine. I said my goodbyes and ordered an Uber back to the Airbnb. I fumbled with the keys and stumbled in the door a bit tipsy. Chris was sitting on the couch in the living area watching tv. I gave a warm hello and asked if I had a good night. I stood and talked to him for a couple of minutes. I was half honest with him. Didn’t want him to think I was a nut job. I told him the night was okay, but that a woman kept harassing me about having kids. He laughed. He told me I could sit if I’d like. I told him I should get to bed. Being a little drunk, I honestly wasn’t sure I could control myself from trying to flirt with him if I sat down.

I got up to my room and got ready for bed. Once I was in bed I had all kinds of sexual scenarios running through my head involving him. I started masturbating fully naked on top of the covers. I secretly hoped he would just barge in and catch me. I kept closing my eyes and imagining him standing there watching me. The door was locked, so I knew that wouldn’t really happen. Even if it wasn’t locked he wouldn’t barge in. It was fun to think about though.

The next morning I got ready to head to meetings. Showered and all of that. I crossed paths with Chris briefly. Again, just cordial brief conversation. I headed off to work. I felt exhausted the whole day. I had a little trouble sleeping, which isn’t normal for me especially after masturbating. I powered through, but was looking forward to getting back to the Airbnb for a nap.

I got back around 5:30pm and headed straight for my room. Chris didn’t seem to be home yet. I did one of those accidental long naps. I woke up at around 7:30pm super confused about where I was and what time/day it was. I slowly crept back into reality and got my bearings. I needed something to eat. I went downstairs to see if Chris was around to give me a recommendation on somewhere to go. He was downstairs doing some work on his laptop. He gave me a few suggestions. I said goodbye and headed out.

I ate alone. I’m not sure why I didn’t ask a coworker or anyone else to meet up. I’m kind of a loner, so I guess I just prefer it. I bought some wine on the way back. I figured I’d hangout in my room drinking wine and watching Netflix or something. I said hello to Chris for a minute and went upstairs. I came back down to ask for a wine opener. He gave me one and that was that. I kept hoping for some flirting or glance from him even if it was just for my ego. I was getting nothing. I know I know he had a girlfriend, but still he’s a guy and even taken guys look. I felt maybe I just wasn’t his type.

I went through 2/3 of a bottle of wine and two movies, but was still wide awake. My long nap really screwed me over. I figured I’d still try to fall asleep. It was close to midnight. I laid there for nearly an hour. I finally dozed off, but woke up wide awake again 30 minutes later. I was frustrated. I laid there for another 45 minutes. It was two something in the morning. I said screw it I’m awake I’ll watch some episodes of Seinfeld and drink wine until I get tired. I sat there on the bed for about ten minutes, but it began to be really uncomfortable. I had to shift around a lot earlier in the night to stay comfortable. The pillows behind my back and bed combination just weren’t great. Chris had said the living area was open for me to use if I’d like, so I figured I’d take advantage and go sit on the couch.

I threw on a long t-shirt and started to throw on some pants, but I didn’t have any that were good to lounge in. I started to just throw on jeans, but my devious side kicked in a little. I figured I’d just go with the long t-shirt and panties. The t-shirt hit about midway down my thighs, so it wasn’t too crazy. I knew he’d be asleep, so it was just a way for me to have a cheap thrill.

I crept down the stairs. All lights were off and he was in his room asleep like I assumed. I sat on the couch, opened my laptop and poured myself some more wine. I don’t know how long I was awake. I remember watching two episodes and having at least two glasses of wine. My next memory was being woken up on the couch by Chris. It was about 6:00am. My laptop was on the floor looking as if I’d dropped it from the couch. I was asleep on the couch kind of on my stomach kind of on my side with my left leg sort of in a triangle with my left foot against my right knee. My shirt was hiked up and the bottom part of my ass completely exposed and yes I had a thong on. I woke to him shaking me lightly by the shoulder. He also grabbed a blanket and covered me up. As I came to he was laughing. He asked if I had a rough night. I felt my cheeks turn bright red. I apologized and said I was so sorry. He was a total gentleman, but did make one little quip. He said it was quite a view to wake up to and chuckled. I truly hadn’t intended to fall asleep like that, but it did make me incredibly horny thinking about him seeing my ass exposed like that.

I hurried upstairs to get ready for the day. I ran into Chris again on the way out. He offered me coffee. I couldn’t stop blushing. He tried to make me comfortable. It did seem like he was more flirtatious with me all of a sudden though. He asked if I have a boyfriend back home. It could have just been small talk, but it seemed more curious. I told him I didn’t. I asked about his girlfriend. I was curious as to why she hadn’t been around at all in the couple of days I had been there. He said they had actually been long distance the last 7 months. She moved away for grad school.

I went to meetings again all day that day. My mind was preoccupied. I really wanted to have sex with Chris. I know I’m a bad person, but I just couldn’t stop thinking about it. I got back to the Airbnb around 6:00pm. Chris arrived about ten minutes later. I asked him what he was doing that night. He said he was just going to answer some emails and then relax. I asked if I could hangout on the couch and watch some TV. He said it was totally cool and wouldn’t bother him at all.

We talked and just relaxed. We both had some wine. We didn’t really watch TV at all. We both started to get pretty comfortable with each other. We talked about life and our backgrounds and all of that. I started asking him about his long distance relationship and how it was going. Yes, I was prying. He was open to talking about it though. He told me it wasn’t ideal and that it was a tough transition. I just went for it and said I’m sure it doesn’t make it any easier when you wake up to a half-naked woman on your couch. He laughed and sort of shifted in his seat. He said that was definitely not easy to see. I took a big gulp of wine and I asked if he liked what he saw. He sort of shrugged and said, come on, or something. He said yeah, of course he did. Said something about being a red-blooded male and how could he not.

I don’t know what came over me, but I just went for it. I moved from my side of the couch to his. I lunged toward him and kissed him. He didn’t stop me. He kissed me back hard. We kissed for a while before he pushed me back a little and told me we had to stop and that he couldn’t do this. I was still breathing heavy and feeling on his chest. I told him I understood and I backed away. I sat back on the other side of the couch. He got up and went to the restroom. He walked back into the room and didn’t say anything. He just walked up to me. Pulled me up from the couch and started kissing me again and telling me how sexy I was. I was soaking wet and aching for him to fuck me.

We continued kissing and he had his hands all over my ass. He unbuttoned my pants and slid them down my legs. He kept muttering about how much he loved my ass. I groped his cock through his pants. He was very hard and I desperately wanted him inside me. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off. His cock was bulging against his underwear. I pulled it out and stroked it with my hand. He turned into an animal once he felt me stroking him. He stripped all of my clothes and his off. He pushed me face down onto the couch. He got behind me and went face first into my pussy and ass from behind lightly biting my ass cheeks and licking my clit and ass from behind. He again kept muttering about how much he loved my ass. I could feel his five o’clock shadow rough up against my skin. I was gushing with wetness.

He stopped with a panicked look. He said he didn’t have any condoms, because he only ever has sex with his gf and doesn’t use them. I said I didn’t care and that I just wanted him to fuck me. I was still bent over soaking wet when I felt his girthy cock press up against my pussy lips. I had a split second of feeling really guilty when I thought about what his gf would think if she knew what was going on, but it also turned me on as bad as it sounds. It made it all feel even dirtier. I hadn’t been so turned on in a really long time, which is saying something. He fucked me slowly. Every inch grinding in and out as he stared down at me. I reached my hand back toward my ass and began fingering my ass as he fucked me. I thought it would turn him on and it did. He was talking dirty to me and telling me to fuck my tight little ass. He only lasted a few more minutes. He never really picked up the pace and I didn’t cum, but I really didn’t care. It was so fucking hot. He slowly slid his cock out of me and I felt warm drops of cum landing on my ass and hand as I continued to finger my asshole and shove his cum in my ass. I turned around and sat on the couch as he stood and took his cock in my mouth. I sucked every last drop out of him. He kept saying he couldn’t believe he just did that.

He said he needed to go to bed. He kept apologizing to me for some reason. I felt like he was really apologizing to his gf. I went upstairs to get ready for bed and masturbated since I hadn’t gotten off. I did wake up the next morning feeling conflicted. He played it cool that next morning and sincerely wanted to make sure I understood that’s not something he ever does or has done. A lot of guys say stuff like that, but I actually believed him which made me feel good and guilty at the same time. I assured him I wasn’t going to say anything. I went to work and thought about the night before all day. I went straight to the Airbnb after work and arrived around 5:30pm. He wasn’t home. I figured he might avoid me since it was my last night and he probably felt like shit about what he did.

He got home around 6:30pm. I was upstairs, but had my door cracked. He came by my room and lightly knocked as he pushed it open. We didn’t even say anything to each other. We were just all of a sudden up against each other pulling our clothes off. It seemed like we had both been thinking all day about how hot the night before was. I was soon laying stomach down on the bed with him standing beside it with his cock down my throat. He was reaching over fingering my pussy and ass. He had soon flipped me around. I was on my knees on the bed with the back of my thighs touching my calves and my ass hanging over the edge of the bed. He slid his cock in me again, but fucked me hard this time. He fingered my ass with two fingers as he did it. I could tell what he wanted, because he was so obsessed with it. Not that I was complaining. He eventually asked me if he could fuck my ass. I asked if he had any lube. He was back in a matter of seconds with some. He was soon inside me slowly pushing my ass open wider as he went further in. I worked my clit with my fingers as he slowly thrust in and out of me. It wasn’t long before I came and my asshole twitched and tightened on his cock. He muttered about how sexy I am and told me he wanted to fill my ass up. I told him to please fill me with his cum. I had barely gotten the words out of my mouth when he started moaning and shooting his cum in my ass. I was completely spent and felt used up in the best way. I fell to my stomach on the bed. He grabbed and caressed my ass cheeks with both of his hands. He gave me like a mini ass massage for a couple of minutes that felt amazing. He left the room without saying anything.

I laid there for a bit just gathering myself. I eventually went downstairs, because I was hungry. He had showered and was walking around in his underwear. He said we should order food. We didn’t. I started sucking him off again. I had to pee, so I ran back upstairs. I forgot I had brought a lingerie thing. I thought I’d be dirty and come back down with it on. I made it down the stairs in my sexy outfit and motioned for him to come back up. He said oh my god or something and followed me upstairs. We had sex off and on the rest of the night. He took a pic of my ass to remember me by.

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I’m a masseuse (32F) and sometimes if a hot client jokes about ‘happy endings’ I’ll give them one. [FM]

I’m a masseuse and the one thing a lot of guys have in common during a session is joking about happy endings. I’m not a dodgy Thai place that has an under the counter price list and the guys are usually saying it as an awkward joke.

But the other thing that often happens with guys is that they get a little hard during a session. You see the little tent pole under the towel. And sometimes it’s not a little tent pole lol

I’m only human. If they’re hot and cheeky and make jokes about, I’ll sometimes give them what they’re joking about.

It’s ALWAYS worth it for the look on their face when I actually slip my hand under the towel lol

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REDDIT: I matched with a trans woman on tinder and had the best experience of my life

I was bored as fuck in bed, just swiping on tinder. I was kinda horny so I wasn’t bothered to read profiles, I was just swiping any one that I found attractive. I know, I’m shallow. Any way, I got a match from a beautiful girl. She was blonde, Asian, petite and was extremely pretty. I open up her profile and noticed she mentions she’s a trans woman. I’ve never really thought about being with a trans woman, I’ve never actually met a trans woman before. But she was beautiful and she came off as a pretty down to earth funny person in her bio.

We hit it off well, we talked about video games, personal life, hobbies etc. While talking about personal life, she mentions she’s not had “the” operation and doesn’t plan to. Fine by me I thought, i’m attracted to feminine hot girls and she definitely was one, so I wasn’t bothered about her genitals, plus I’m always down to try new experiences. We talk a bit more and it leads to a more sexual conversation. Things got pretty heated and long story short we planned to meet at my place.

The day came, there was a knock on the door. I opened up and greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and let her in. I was pretty nervous to be honest. She was intimidatingly hot. We chit chat for a bit on the couch, just laughing and having some drinks. I thought fuck it and made a move. I went in for a kiss and everything just turned primal. We made out furiously while taking each other’s clothes off. I struggled taking her top off so she pushed me back and stood up, giving me a strip tease. She took her top and jeans off, revealing her black bra, tight panties and stockings. She had thin long legs, a tight stomach, small boobs and a cute little butt. She looked like a Victoria secret model. She turned around and slowly slid down her panties revealing her ass, then turned back round and took her panties all the way off. I never thought I’d say this, but she had a cute little dick.

She gets down on her knees and begins to suck my cock. Seeing a face like hers on my dick was almost too hot to handle. I lift her up and take her to the bed room. She gets on her back at the edge of the bed, lifts her legs up and spreads open. I press the tip of my cock on her ass and slowly push in. She’s incredibly tight so it took a while, but once I get all the way in I pick up the pace. I’m fucking her harder and harder and she’s moaning like crazy. After a bit I flip her over, ass up. It was an incredible view, I could’ve stared at her like that forever. She noticed I was busy staring and turned her head round to say “I’m waiting..” with a smirk. She was so cute but sexy at the same time, I slid my cock back in and went to town. Her moans were music to my ears and I did what I could to hear it more and louder.

At this point my cat decided to come in and be annoying, so I had to stop and kick him out the room which she found very funny. As I was closing the room on the cat, she came up to be laughing and kissed me. We started passionately making out until she took me back to the bed and sat me down. I’m on the edge of the bed sitting with my feet on the floor, and she comes and sits ontop facing me. We’re still kissing as she grabs my dick and slides me inside her again. She places her hands on my shoulders and starts to go up and down, picking up the pace. Her dick was hard and bouncing around as she went up and down and it was pretty hot. I wasnt sure if she was okay with me touching her there so I asked, to which she smiled, took my hand and wrapped it around her dick. I started masturbating her as she rode me and it was possibly the hottest thing I’ve ever done.

She was getting tired so I held her tight stomach and started thrusting into her. I could get much deeper and pick up the pace like this and we were both in euphoria. She started masturbating herself and told me to go harder. The view of her legs spread on either side of me with stockings on, her face in pure bliss, her eyes rolling into the back of her head and her playing with her cute little dick was something I’ll never forget. She moaned more and more until she had an orgasm, her dick oozed cum that ran down dripping onto me. It wasnt much and it was a different consistency than I expected, I’m assuming meds do that. I’ve never had someone cum me on before and never thought I would, but it was incredibly hot. I only lasted 10-20 more seconds until I came, shooting my cum inside her. I came so much and so hard I swear I nearly passed out. We both looked into each other’s eyes and just started giggling. She got off me and there was cum every where, we cleaned up and just cuddled in bed and took a nap.

That’s the hot part over, after that we ordered some food and just hung out talking. Long story short we get along so well. I learned so much about transgender topics and issues, her struggles, her hobbies, her life experiences. After talking we decided next time we meet, it would be a real date. I can’t wait 🙂 thanks for reading my story!

Edit: wow you’re all so nice and I appreciate all the kind words! Thank you!

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So I seduced my ex best friend’s husband for revenge… here’s how it went down.

First post here so if I screw up the format or have a lapse in decorum cut me a break, it’s unintentional. [MF]

So my now ex best friend and I had been growing apart a while, mainly due to the fact that she disappears in relationships and got married last year. It became a situation where she would only call me when she wasn’t stimulated or occupied, which was rare. This change, given how much had been sacrificed for her without reciprocation, was the last straw for me (A bit of backstory- I essentially saved this woman’s life and took care of her after a horrible relationship where my husband financially supported her completely).

So I have been going through a bit of a hard time due to a close family being terminally ill with cancer, which she knows. I had sent messages over and over and got ignored, and when she finally responded she acted as though I was being needy by expecting to see her sometimes to talk when I needed it (keep in my I rarely try to open up to people other than my husband). She even went as far as to say I have no right to expect her to message back, she doesn’t answer to me etc (keep in mind this is the woman who lived off my family for a year before we helped her move when she got a job).

So I am a proud person and I left it alone, but held my ground after the blow up out of principal alone. A sincere apologize would have been enough, but when I stopped messaging things got nasty quickly and I blocked her.

Fast forward 2 months and I get this random message from her very attractive husband (I am a Hotwife/ stag- vixen couple so anything you see is NOT cheating by our rules and lifestyle). I just could not stop myself from wanting just desserts and revenge, which apparently were not that hard to get. Here are the messages I exchanged with her husband…

Convo 1
https://imgur.com/a/wz3YOlq

Convo 2
https://imgur.com/a/lGojPNk

So needless to say I fucked my ex-best friends husband this morning. Here’s how it went down.

Results
https://i.imgur.com/crL0Mt4.jpg

This is my first post here and I’m not even sure I did it correctly. And yes I expect judgement- “I’m an evil homewrecker” and what not.

That maybe the truth, but it doesn’t change what occurred. And yes, I enjoyed it.

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