Bang Maid [MF]

One of the things we discovered over the last couple of years, during our dead bedroom recovery, is that Emily loves dressing up in the bedroom. It gives her a nice confidence boost & to be honest I like what I see, too. What started with a single, sexier-than-normal, nightie has grown over the last 18 months or so into a moderate collection of lingerie, body stockings & a couple of costumes.

One night, we were watching random porn videos while we were fooling around (as you do) & one popped up involving a maid being seduced by a married couple. We didn’t have a maid costume & I saw how Emily’s eyes lit up when she saw the actress’s outfit, so of course I ordered one. Yes… I have very little impulse control.

Come to the day it arrived, Emily was excited. When she got home from work, she grabbed the parcel & practically skipped up the stairs. I remained downstairs to give her the space to check out the costume & make sure the fit was right. After a short while, I heard her calling for “Sir” from the top of the stairs.

I posted a NSFW pic of my girl to Reddit while we were fucking [MF]

Through dirty talk & fantasies during sex, I discovered that Emily seems to be harbouring a slight exhibitionism kink. This was news to me, as she’d managed to keep this hidden from me during our whole relationship (she’d never been comfortable talking about sex, but that seems to be changing – maybe she’s just reached an age where she thinks “fuck it” or maybe she’s caught up in my sexual mid life crisis & is just going along for the ride). Maybe it was something new. Maybe it stems from that time we were caught fucking in the office. Who knows.

For a while now, she’s had me create fantasies for her during foreplay, and I would weave narratives for her involving public settings, hot tubs, etc. Recently, though, I decided to push the envelope a bit.

As part of Emily’s new openness to sex, she’d agreed that I could take photos & the occasional video on my phone during sex, on the proviso that they were for our eyes only. We look through them together after we’ve finished & I delete any she doesn’t like. This was what I would use in my nefarious scheme…

Texting during the day leads to sex after work… [MF]

I’ve been fortunate, since I began posting my experiences with “Emily” on here, to make a good friend with whom I can discuss experiences that might make for good posts, receive feedback from each other on our writing & even discuss things we may want to try out with respective partners (after many years together, Emily & I are going through something of a sexual renaissance & I want to keep things fresh – the idea of her getting bored fills me with dread). This particular experience comes off the back of one of our discussions.

I have been working from home since the first UK lockdown. Emily hasn’t had that luxury, being classed as essential, so finds herself in the office most days. I had been interested in the idea of sending texts throughout the day, to get her nicely worked up for some sexy fun when she gets home – but she was never up for it, as by the time she gets home, she’s tired & usually a bit aggravated after her commute. There are some days where we’re both home, but the texting makes no sense when we’re in the same room.

Dirty Talk [MF]

I’ve been trying to up my dirty talk game, lately. I’ve always been a bit self conscious & the fear of sounding like a complete berk has held me back. For years. Emily confided in me a short while ago that she likes it when I’m more dominant with her during sex & we have been so hot for each other lately that I’m determined address my shortcomings & be the lover she deserves. This is first on the list.

This little episode took place only a couple of nights ago, so it’s nice & fresh in my mind as I write this.

Foreplay started what I considered to be normally, laying naked on the bed, making out heavily, hands wandering over each others bodies. One of my hands made its way to her pussy & started to lightly stroke it, while my other hand caressed each of her breasts in turn. This hand then made its way up to cup her face as we kissed, as my other hand dipped a finger into her pussy before spreading the wetness up to her clit, where the rubbing began in earnest.

Emily started to moan & rock her hips in response.

In the Office [MF]

Disclaimer: I originally posted this on gonewholesomestories, as I didn’t think it was “wild” enough for here, but I’ve decided to put it up & see what people think. If you like it, I’ll start posting further memoirs here, too. If you don’t I’ll slink back into the shadows with my tail between my legs…

Come with me, gentle reader, on a journey through the mists of time all the way back to 1997…

After leaving school & doing a few vocational courses, I ended up working in a small office in a junior position. One fateful morning, the company hired a new receptionist. A blonde haired, blue eyed vision of bubbly loveliness.

You guys like descriptions & names, yeah? Ok. In addition to what I said above, “Emily” was 20, about 5’9”, slim, long legs, cracking E cup tits & a very, very squeezable bum. When I saw her, my pupils dilated & my nuts tightened. I was smitten, lol.

We got on well. Flirted a lot, but, despite thinking she was the best thing since sliced bread, I never put any real “moves” on her, mainly because I have no game whatsoever, but also I was convinced that someone like Emily would not be interested in a shy, nerdy virgin like me. Turns out I was wrong. She eventually asked me on a date & it went very, very well.