Hookup and I decide to frolic in the woods [MF]

I started talking with Lindsey for a good solid two weeks. She was a few years older than me, one teenage kid, and got out of a shitty relationship and moved back in with her parents. More than that she was short, curvy, and was into my jam of talking about kinky things. We made plenty of sexy talk back t back until one day we just had enough and she was getting off work early from a weird shift and wanted to meet.

I parked outside her work (she didn’t have a car of her own) and waited for the 10 minutes until she was done. I could see her peeking out of the blinds and she was giddy with excitement. She closed up shop (closing shift!) and once she was out the door we were the only ones in the parking lot. Of course we talk in person, being the first time we met each other. There was the build up of sexual tension between us and as she lit up a cigarette to ease her tension of moved closer to her. She was short (barely 5’2″) and I had to lean down a little, but after the awkward physical tension I couldn’t help myself. We started making out and my hands slowly went down to grab and lift her juicy butt. She was wearing grey leggings and it bulged out enough so that I felt her panties through them. I slowly made my way up her body and started cupping her breasts through her shirt. She started moaning and she pulled back enough to finish her cigarette and get in my car.

[F]rom fertile to postpartu[M], our freaky time together (long)

When I found myself newly single I started perusing all of the dating apps looking for a solid FWB. I wasn’t asking for much, someone to come over and hang out, relax, and fuck from time to time. I didn’t want to intrude on anyone’s life and honestly I wasn’t looking for drama. Enter Laura. She didn’t live too far from me and when she didn’t have her car she was enthusiastic about walking down to my apartment, no trudge was too far for her for Army dick.

When life is boring, just find a depressed housewife and bask in the fun times [MF] (long)

After a massive imploding in my sex life that led to two hookup/FWBs finding out about each other I found my regular night life to be nonexistent. I was masturbating every day in loneliness so I started perusing the dating apps looking to fill my booty coffers. Her profile lacked any real pictures, it was standoffish in tone, and I was bored with the spam bots. So I messaged her. She didn’t need a lot of convincing, she was just traumatized from living with a POS that treated her like a maid and didn’t even want to have sex with her. We setup a time for her to stop by, and she decided to bring me alcohol as a thank you.