Shower with Best Friend while Husband is Downstairs [MMF]

In the earlier years of my marriage, my wife and I had moved after graduation to a large city as we began the season of our life as official college graduates. One of my closest friends growing up lived in the same state but in a different, very large city with her husband and their 5-year-old son. We bonded with this couple and would often hang out together on the weekends when travel allowed for us to get together. An interesting dynamic in this relationship is the friend had also been my girlfriend at various stages in our teenage years but clearly life had moved in different directions for both of us. At least that is what I thought until we were hanging out at their house late one Sunday evening after a long Halloween party the previous evening. In what had become somewhat routine, we would all end up in the spa at their house with a bottle or two of wine after their son went down for the evening.

One Brisk Autumn Evening

One brisk autumn evening, we are just about to finish a sunset horseback ride in the mountains. As we are riding back to our cabin, you lean back and place your head next to my cheek and tell me how incredibly sore your muscles are. FYI, we are riding on the same horse! I tie the horse up and pick you up into my arms and take you inside the cabin. I lay you across the bed and tell you not to move while I fix you a hot bath. The cabin is decorated in hundreds of candles, complemented by a roaring fireplace in the center. There is a huge Jacuzzi tub with a view that overlooks the mountain range and the stars above. I walk over to the bed and pull you up into my arms and slowly undress you, and you lightly moan as I softly caress your skin. The softness of your skin is felt through my touch, and the breathtaking curves of your body are revealed to me as each piece of clothing is removed.

One Brisk Autumn Evening

One brisk autumn evening, we are just about to finish a sunset horseback ride in the mountains. As we are riding back to our cabin, you lean back and place your head next to my cheek and tell me how incredibly sore your muscles are. FYI, we are riding on the same horse! I tie the horse up and pick you up into my arms and take you inside the cabin. I lay you across the bed and tell you not to move while I fix you a hot bath. The cabin is decorated in hundreds of candles, complemented by a roaring fireplace in the center. There is a huge Jacuzzi tub with a view that overlooks the mountain range and the stars above. I walk over to the bed and pull you up into my arms and slowly undress you, and you lightly moan as I softly caress your skin. The softness of your skin is felt through my touch, and the breathtaking curves of your body are revealed to me as each piece of clothing is removed.

First Threesome in College [MFF]

I met my wife, Mandy, in a university town located in the SEC. We started dating when we were 17 years old and married about 4 years later. Living in a college town, a lot of the jobs for college students tend to be in the restaurant/bar arena and our life was no different. We had each become very good friends with Rochelle, who moved from out of state to attend the same university we were attending. We all worked together in the same restaurant and had each developed a close friendship with her. Thus, it was not uncommon for us to hang out together outside of work and school. Rochelle was married but to say the least it was not a good situation for her. As I understood it, her husband had no interest in her and seemed to be borderline abusive. I never understood this as Rochelle was a stunningly beautiful woman, very much the girl next-door look, and along with Mandy one of the most generally caring people I have ever been around. Standing about 5 foot five, sandy blonde hair, and curvy enough for her age that always forced me to control my thoughts around her. In short, she was very similar to Mandy in height, build, and similar personalities. The biggest difference is that one had auburn hair and one was more of a dirty blonde.

Favorite Quickies Part 2 [MF]

I wrote about some of my favorite quickies in a different story, almost as an ode to the quickie and it’s place high on my personal list of exhilarating moments in life. I wanted to divide my stories of favorite moments with one focused on the events and circumstances leading to it. For this chapter I wanted to focus more on a favorite location. We all have certain locations that bring out the best in us. A location that makes us continually happy to be there, or just brings a level of peace. For me, one of these places I discovered in my college days, attending a large state university in the heartland (although it is also considered a “southern” school). To this day I love being on this campus. The architecture of the older buildings, the park like setting with the hundred-year-old trees, mixed with the sound of water fountains everywhere.

Favorite Quickies Part 2 [Public]

I wrote about some of my favorite quickies in a different story, almost as an ode to the quickie and it’s place high on my personal list of exhilarating moments in life. I wanted to divide my stories of favorite moments with one focused on the events and circumstances leading to it. For this chapter I wanted to focus more on a favorite location. We all have certain locations that bring out the best in us. A location that makes us continually happy to be there, or just brings a level of peace. For me, one of these places I discovered in my college days, attending a large state university in the heartland (although it is also considered a “southern” school). To this day I love being on this campus. The architecture of the older buildings, the park like setting with the hundred-year-old trees, mixed with the sound of water fountains everywhere.

Favorite Quickies Part 1 [MF] [Public]

I am sure for all of us we have certain memories that come to mind whenever a specific phrase, location, season or even an action presents itself. Certainly, in this world of COVID and the isolation that occurred for part of the year, it seemed that the quickie, especially car sex, seemed to move front and center in the dating/hooking up world. I have read/heard many a story about different adventures. In my own personal world, I have always had a special appreciation, borderline fascination, with quickies. Not so much the ones where my girlfriend/wife and I are exhausted, climbing into bed at night and the quickie is a good compromise for that current time and place. It’s really the moment where your passion, want and desire for someone becomes all-consuming and that feeling is reciprocated by the other person. When those moments occur in a setting in the public world, it almost always leads to a great memory that can stay with each of us for life.

Favorite Quickies Part 1 [MF]

I am sure for all of us we have certain memories that come to mind whenever a specific phrase, location, season or even an action presents itself. Certainly, in this world of COVID and the isolation that occurred for part of the year, it seemed that the quickie, especially car sex, seemed to move front and center in the dating/hooking up world. I have read/heard many a story about different adventures. In my own personal world, I have always had a special appreciation, borderline fascination, with quickies. Not so much the ones where my girlfriend/wife and I are exhausted, climbing into bed at night and the quickie is a good compromise for that current time and place. It’s really the moment where your passion, want and desire for someone becomes all-consuming and that feeling is reciprocated by the other person. When those moments occur in a setting in the public world, it almost always leads to a great memory that can stay with each of us for life.

Dia de los Muertos [GROUP]

Dia de los Muertos

A few years ago, my wife, Mandy, and I got away for a short trip to San Antonio and stayed at what has become one of our favorite hotels anywhere in the world. Without naming this place, it is relatively new and was at one time an abandoned (yet historic) brewery that legend has it was also haunted. Incredible mixture of industrial with modern and Texas Hill Country and a touch of Hispanic flair, it just has one of the coolest vibes of any hotel we have ever stayed at. Many of the rooms have a private enclosed terrace with a small fireplace on it overlooking either downtown or the Riverwalk. The entire area around this hotel has several outstanding shops and restaurants and always seems to have some sort of festival that just creates an intoxicating energy. On this specific trip, the hotel and the surrounding area are celebrating Dia de los Muertos, or Day of the Dead as we refer to it in the States. The hotel is decorated in tens of thousands of mums with hundreds of candles lighting the lobby area, the main bar and the restaurant. The plaza is filled with dozens of ofrenda’s, each also covered in mums of yellow and orange and lit by dozens of candles. One area next to the hotel has about 75 large lanterns hanging down, each containing several candles that just created an environment that was almost magical. The smell of cloves and cinnamon permeated the air and with the temperature in the low 60’s it made for the perfect fall evening.

Voyeur Hiking Part 3 [MF]

Truly appreciate the positive comments from everyone as I am new to this world of posting on here. I had time during COVID and realized I enjoyed writing down some of my favorite “adventures” and this is the result. I had not intended to finish this specific memory but for the requests I am happy to share how this ended up.

Luka and Mia hung out for about another hour before everybody decided to call it and evening. We talked about how long they would be in town before leaving to figure out if we could get together one more time. We said our goodbyes and then Mandy and I sat down on the couch to talk about the evening. I really wanted to hear how she felt about everything before I said anything to make sure I didn’t alter her true feelings. As we sat down on our couch and Mandy snuggled up next to me, I said “I really want to hear your feelings about everything that happened today.” Mandy looks up at me and says that was a rush of emotions, but it really was on the more erotic days in my life. She said it’s both scary yet sensual, mixed with the excitement of doing something that’s considered to be very taboo. I asked her how it felt being with another guy, let alone one that’s a good-looking guy from another country that I’m sure makes it a little more exotic. She smiled and said it was both strange, Erotic but also a nice confidence booster that I could have that affects and someone easily 10 years younger than me.