College Days

It’s been years since me and my friends with benefits had any actual sex. In fact we still keep in touch despite having separate lives. I have my wife and kids, and she’s getting married soon. But I can never forget the first day we met and had the most unforgettable sex.

We met online, she went to a different college and lived a long way from home. She invited me to her dorm where she is usually alone as her roommates left every weekend to their homes. We met at a restaurant doe dinner and drinks. I wasn’t expecting to get laid, since we started off as friends, obviously. But I always had condoms, “be prepared” as the saying goes.

We got to her dorm and had a couple more shots. I felt a little buzz but still felt it. We got comfortable and sat on her bed and leaned against the wall. She took my arm and put it around herself. We were watching some cheesy horror movie, we liked horror.

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My wife wasn’t the same after the baby, but in a good way, I guess.

Before the baby, she was timid and wasn’t much of a go-getter for sex. She seemed to only go with it after she was warmed up with some foreplay. She needed to feel loved and appreciated. And maybe she was right that I wasn’t doing my husbandly duty of showing my wife how much I loved and appreciated her.

But then the baby came, which brought itself some new challenges. Parenting really pushed us to be a team. We were learning as we were going, and we may not have it down, but we do all right.

But not until one random night that I saw how it affected our sex life. How it changed and when is still a mystery. But one day after I had fed and put the baby to bed in the other room, I come to bed and she looked fast asleep. I got under the cover and embraced her big spoon style. I felt that she had no bottoms, not even underwear. I hadn’t felt her bare body like that in such a long time. It gave me a really hard erection really fast. She could feel the bulge of pajamas and rubbed her ass to tease me. She rotated her head towards me and said, “I want you to use me, baby. ”

Me and my girlfriend, pt. 1

My girlfriend and I were dating for almost a year when she told me suddenly about a scary but interstate dream she had. She told me she had a dream of having really rough and almost violent sex with somebody she didn’t recognize. She said the face was blurred. She told me this was strange to her because she considered herself to be a very strong minded independent woman and never saw herself to be in a vulnerable position of being raped.

She went on describing how the dream went on and her feelings about it. It bothered her to the point where she felt she wanted to see if reenacting the dream in some way would help her tap into why she had the dream or why it bothered her. She asked for my opinion as a guy who watched porn and see similar acts done to women. She was not one to watch porn at all. I asked her if she wanted me to engage in some of the things she described. She said, “Only if you feel comfortable doing some if not all of it.”

Surprises…

My wife and I went to a friend’s birthday one night. We met her younger cousin Ana who just turned 19. She shared with us some of her college experience and getting a job at a sex shop. Ana talked on about being excited about joining the sex industry and recently going on some kind of sex and kink tour with older couples exploring their sex lives. It was an opportunity that her boss comped her ticket for.

I got pulled aside with the guys and talked about the pre-season while we drank. At one point I looked over to my wife who kept talking to Ana. I don’t know how much they had to drink, but they seemed close to each other while they sat and chatted. I stayed with the guys and kept on with conversation.

An hour passes without realizing it, and I had to go to the bathroom. I don’t know exactly how long it had been, but I felt I wanted to go home since I had work in the morning. I got a text on my way out of the bathroom from my wife. She said she wasn’t feeling good and decided to leave while I was in the bathroom. She asked one of the guys to drive me since she took the car. It annoyed me a little that she left without me, but either way I asked him to drive me home.

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My wife, my life (M/F)

My wife and I got into roleplay shortly after the pandemic hit. She is a nurse at a long term care facility by our house, about a 10 minute walk. Our roleplay usually happens after eating dinner or coming to bed after a bedtime bathroom routine. But when nurses were needed badly she had to do double shifts, and often worked after dark.

I decided I wanted to take roleplay a different direction. I got in my car and waited for her to leave work and walk her usual path back home. I would creep in my car behind her until she noticed my headlights. She would look behind and see me in my car. She wore her mask and I wore mine, and I rolled down the passenger window and said, “How much? ”

She was puzzled for a second, but then approached the car and asked, “Looking for company, are you?” I pulled out some cash and said, “Of course. Let’s work something out.”

She got in the car and I gave her a fake name. “My names Harry, how about you?”
“Scarlett,” she says, knowing I have a thing for Scarlett Johansson. I give her the cash and she tells me there’s an empty lot behind the liquor store on the way home. Of course I already knew where she was leading me.

DTF: Confessions of a sex addict, pt. 1 (M/F)

As like any addict, there is a low point, or at least a series of events and actions that sum up as the low point. My low point started with this story.

I had been out with friends and was driving home at around 10pm. I lived in a shitty neighborhood where parking was scarce, no matter where I parked I had another 10-15min walk to get home. I passed through an alleyway and saw a random woman walking, and she turned and made eye contact with me. She was at least twice my age and looked like she needed help.

“Hi, sorry to bother, but I’m waiting for someone and it’s really cold out. Could I sit on your car until he comes out?”

I shouldn’t have stopped, she’s inconveniencing me and making me feel guilty. She could probably tell by my composure or my tone that I was annoyed because the next thing she said was, “I’ll make it worth your while.”

My naughty moments (M/F)

My wife had been friends with her college group friends for a long time now. I was introduced to them before we got married. There’s one of her friends (Rose) that I didn’t pay much attention to at first and didn’t care to talk to her much.

Fast forward a couple of years, we get engaged and start hanging out more with this friend group, since they will be bridesmaids and such for our wedding. During a night of going to a club, Rose talks about her marriage and how she doesn’t feel appreciated by him and doesn’t spend time with their child. They had made a decision for him to live with his parents to support them, and the time apart really didn’t feel like they were married anymore.

Me and my girlfriend, pt. 2 (M/F)

Pt. 1 Summary (must read)
My girlfriend told me about a rape fantasy she had asks asked me to recreate it with her for her own peace of mind.

“I want us to take a shower,” she tells me looking at me from the mirror. I wonder what her intention is after experiencing such a violent and vulnerable scenario not more than 5 minutes ago. She, being already naked as I am, simply turns on the shower head and adjusts the hot water. She stands in the shower stall waiting for me.

I follow her in, watching her drench her body and hair, refreshing herself from all the bodily fluids. She stands aside and let’s me do the same. I turn around to look at her. I feel like I don’t recognize her. She doesn’t look like my girlfriend. She is a rape victim, a sexually exploited person, traumatized even. I walk up to her to hug her, and suddenly I break out in tears. I sob onto her shoulder, emotionally broken, feeling that this perception I seem to have of her was my fault. I consented to this act with her, it’s what she wanted, and whether she got what she wanted out of it, or if she gave into my exploitation of her at some point, I was unsure.

Me and my girlfriend, pt. 1 (M/F)

My girlfriend and I were dating for almost a year when she told me suddenly about a scary but interesting dream she had. She told me she had a dream of having really rough and almost violent sex with somebody she didn’t recognize. She said the face was blurred. She told me this was strange to her because she considered herself to be a very strong minded independent woman and never saw herself to be in a vulnerable position of being raped.

She went on describing how the dream went on and her feelings about it. It bothered her to the point where she felt she wanted to see if reenacting the dream in some way would help her tap into why she had the dream or why it bothered her. She asked for my opinion as a guy who watched porn and see similar acts done to women. She was not one to watch porn at all. I asked her if she wanted me to engage in some of the things she described. She said, “Only if you feel comfortable doing some if not all of it.”

My wife, my life (M/F)

My wife and I went to a friend’s birthday one night. We met her younger cousin Ana who just turned 19. She shared with us some of her college experience and getting a job at a sex shop. Ana talked on about being excited about joining the sex industry and recently going on some kind of sex and kink tour with older couples exploring their sex lives. It was an opportunity that her boss comped her ticket for.

I got pulled aside with the guys and talked about the pre-season while we drank. At one point I looked over to my wife who kept talking to Ana. I don’t know how much they had to drink, but they seemed close to each other while they sat and chatted. I stayed with the guys and kept on with conversation.

An hour passes without realizing it, and I had to go to the bathroom. I don’t know exactly how long it had been, but I felt I wanted to go home since I had work in the morning. I got a text on my way out of the bathroom from my wife. She said she wasn’t feeling good and decided to leave while I was in the bathroom. She asked one of the guys to drive me since she took the car. It annoyed me a little that she left without me, but either way I asked him to drive me home.