Anal fun between my ex and I [F] [M]

We decided that he would finally try a butt plug last night. We had tried before but I had control of it that time, I was very gentle and listened to everything he said. This time, I got him to do all that himself so he could have complete control of it. His arms and hands will listen to his body and they will know, what he’s feeling and he can go at exactly his own pace.

I got out the black butt plug, it has two ball shaped sections, smaller one on top, with a small “handle” that stops it going all the way in and easier to remove. I used my hand to spread a thick lubricant we had purchased for our anal adventures and handed it over to him, to slide inside his anus.

He had been perving at my naked body earlier, whilst I was bending over, getting our sex toys together. Most of them are mine, I’ve been getting a bit greedy for new ones! I bent over and gently held his hard cock, sliding the excess lubrication over it and I started kissing him, so he could relax about doing it and not feel so self-conscious.

Irresistible. F4M. Part 1.

You caught my eye in the local Westfield. You looked back at me and I smiled and gave you a little wink. Then I walked away, before looking back to see if you were still watching. You were.

I saw you again, a few days later at a local park I exercised at. You were running too. I saw you recognised me, at the same time I recognised you. We fell into step together, exchanging shy smiles. Keeping pace up the hill and around the winding paths of the peaceful park. Running in silence with the occasional exchanged glances and grins. When we finished, I gave you my number and I left.

I received a text from you later that day. You asked me out to dinner, at a fine dining establishment. I excitedly accepted. The chemistry between us, was undeniable.

I decided to wear a beautiful, almost 50’s style of dress. It had a beautiful French art panel print, with lashings of black lace. I wore a burgundy lace and mesh teddy underneath, with fishnet stockings and black heels. I felt expensive and sexy, I hoped you’d be pleased.

In the heat of Summer [F] [M] [69] [Anal]

I’m laying underneath the whirring fan on my ceiling, naked. It’s the middle of a hot Summer and I was seeking relief. You ran a melting cube of ice from the small hollow in my neck, along my collarbone which left a trail of cooling water behind. I looked over at you, smiling as I reached around your neck to pull you down into a kiss. Your lips cool against the heat of my own. The ice cube continued on its journey over the hills and valleys of my nakedness. Over my breast and it paused on my nipple, causing it to immediately harden. Your kiss left my lips and began kissing my hard nipple, your warmth contrasting with the frostiness from the ice. The ice travelled down and up onto my other breast, again pausing on my nipple and then circling it, as the water dripped and ran down the sides. You followed it and sucked that erect nipple too, licking the tiny rivulets as you went. You guided the ice down, over my tummy and towards the part that you obviously wanted to tease. I shifted my legs, drawing them up as I spread them slightly apart, making it easier for you to reach.

[F4M] Room 3507. Erotic story of online lovers meeting for the first time.

“Room 3507” she said quietly to the hotel receptionist “I’m Kat, I was told there was a passkey waiting for me?”. The receptionist smiled and nodded, quickly retrieving the passkey for the hotel room. They watched as Kat turned and walked away, in her shiny black heels, sheer black stockings and a long red coat that was belted in at her petite waistline. She had blonde hair that swung just past her shoulders, bouncing with each step she took.

Kat was slightly nervous. It was her first time meeting Damon. They had talked online for months, the conversation starting innocently and progressed all the way to sharing photos and videos. She quite liked how perceptive and amusing he was, as well. They could chat about anything and often did.

She pressed the elevator button and didn’t have to wait long before the silver double doors opened. She pressed the round button for the third floor, waiting as it silently took her up.

Me and you… [F] [M] [Oral] [Fingering] [Dirty talk] [Vanilla]

I remember our first date. We went for coffee and walked up and down the foreshore near where you lived. I saw you checking out my body in my winter black knit dress. It hugged every curve, which made me hard to miss.

You suggested we go up to your place and you gave me a tour. Your apartment was sparse, but you had adorable little origami that you made, sitting around the place. It was endearing. We sat together on the couch and we talked about photography. I noticed you moving closer over time, until your leg was touching mine. As I was looking at your photo book, you touched my hair. Playing with the long wavy length of it. I felt so shy.

I stood up to put the book away, you stood to take it from me. You showed me your sunroom and I looked out the window, to the apartments surrounding you and the bright blue winters sky. Then I suddenly felt your hands slip around my waist and I leaned back into you, my heart thudding. We stood there, electricity crackling around our bodies. The chemistry was undeniable. You let go of me and took my hand, leading me back into the lounge room.

The forbidden lover. [F] [M] [Affair] [Oral] [Teasing] Long story.

I had a strict rule about married men, I don’t fuck them. Ever. But then, a new associate named Mike started to work at the same law firm I did. I remember thinking he was kind of cute, when I saw him on the first day he started working there, but then I spotted that gold band on his finger. The one that said he was a no go zone and off limits to me.

He was a senior associate and had his own corner office with a plaque on the door that showed his name in black and gold. I was just a paralegal, helping to assist in cases. I enjoyed my job although it was complex and challenging. I’m the type of woman who absolutely thrives on challenges and takes them head on.

I got to know Mike, over the months we spent together. I would often assist him on criminal cases. We had to spend hours of overtime, going over case notes, statements and working on legal arguments. I found out he was funny and open-minded. He always asked me questions about my life and would talk about his. That’s how I found out that his marriage was heading south. I would try to give him advice, on how to get his wife interested in him again. He was a sexy man, tall and kept himself fit. I felt sorry for his obvious sexual frustration and soon noticed that my feelings towards him had begun to change.

Morning sex. Based on a true story. [F] [M]

We woke up, it was still early and the summer light creeping into my room was dim. We rolled over to face each other and smiled, looking into each other’s eyes. We kissed. Our hands reaching for the others body. Touching bare skin, caressing it. You ran your hand along my hips, my waist and over to my breast. Cupping it, you teased my nipple with your thumb and I sighed. My hands move over your stomach, up to your chest and begins to traverse down towards your pelvis and down further, to the hardness I seek. You groan as I grasp it and begin stroking, gently up and down. You move your head to my nipple, lightly tracing my areola with your tongue, in circles until it reaches my nipple and your warm mouth begins to suckle. I move my leg, nestling it between yours and your hand roams downward over my bottom and you lightly brush your fingers over my pussy. My hands tighten around your cock and my thumb rubs the pre-cum from the tip, spreading it over your throbbing head. Your fingers press through the lips of my pussy, feeling the wetness inside. You move my leg higher, to better reach my clit. Rubbing it and smearing my juices over the small bump.

My first ONS in over 17 years – with a younger man! [F] 45 and [M] 36.

I had broken it off with my husband, for the final time, after approximately 17 years together. Things weren’t ever going to change. In fact, they had gotten worse.

I joined Bumble soon after, as I hadn’t wanted my ex to be the last man I had been with. I didn’t really expect much, the dead bedroom marriage I had been in left me feeling decidedly unsexy and unattractive. I’m a 45yo woman and I figured I was probably older, than the preference of most men on Bumble. To my surprise, I got a lot of likes. Ranging from their 20s to 50s. I had always been attracted to slightly younger men, so I thought – Hmm why not?

I swiped right on this gorgeous 36 year old (Let’s name him Dan), he was in neuro computing and he had a runners lean muscular body. I figured he wouldn’t swipe on me, but it was nice to dream, right? I have a bit of a thing for intelligent men, their minds tend to turn me on. And one wrapped in that package? I was eager to see if it could lead to what I wanted. I received a notification of a match and it was Dan!

My [f]irst experience with roleplay, as a sexy hotel maid, with [M]y ex. Both 45.

My ex had decided to make himself a “gourmet” toasted sandwich for lunch, whilst we were in the kitchen. An idea popped into my head and I excused myself, back to my bedroom. I had decided to surprise him with a role playing sex game.

I selected my “maid” corset from my lingerie drawer, along with a pair of lace topped black stockings and shiny black high heels. And quickly changed out of my cutesy unicorn pyjamas, I transformed myself into an x-rated naughty little hotel maid. He did pop in to ask if I wanted a coffee, whilst I was getting changed. Luckily I had hurriedly put my fluffy pink dressing gown over my lingerie, so the surprise wasn’t fully blown. He spotted my stockinged legs though and the heel I had already slid onto one foot. I could see a curious glint enter his eyes and he knew something was up. I told him that when he came back with his lunch, I would let him know what was going on. This small surprise made him excited to know something was going to be up and I strongly suspected it would be his dick!