Author: DodgerFan2020

We met on a swingers site [MF] [MFM] [FMF] [MFMF] [swing] [bdsm]

I think the year was 2012 or 2013. I was separated from the soon to be ex wife. I was bad at marriage, but good at sex and I needed to fuck. I turned to a well-known swinger’s site and put up my profile. Of course, I was scared of being recognized, but later realized if they did recognize me, how would they explain finding me on a swingers’ site?

I put the profile up, and I matched with a gal named “Cheryl”. Now, I did not know Cheryl, so we started talking, communicating via the website, and eventually texting. We exchanged pics right away because there’s nothing worse than building chemistry and then finding out they are not what you are attracted to. Nothing wrong with personality, but I want to be able to look at what I am fucking too.

Cheryl and I talk, exchange the pics, and everything is going well. She tells me she is looking for someone who is more Alpha/ Dom in the bedroom as her husband is somewhat vanilla. She lets me know that he is aware/approves that she is looking to fill that need and they have discussed it. Read more »

It’s Finally Happening [MFMMM] [Oral]

We both couldn’t believe it was happening. As life would have it, we were both available in Los Angeles for a business trip and decided to cross that line in the sand and meet up for dinner. We agreed to meet at a local restaurant that was highly recommended by the locals. I asked you to wear something naughty and to make sure you did not have any panties on.

Once you walked in, it was like the whole cliché’ where the music stops and everyone turns their heads to see you walk in. You don’t notice or don’t care, and walk straight to my table. I stand up at which time you notice the bulge in the front of my pants. I extend my hand and we exchange the American greeting with a firm handshake. I motion you to sit down.

I can smell your perfume as it permeates the air. It is just the perfect combination of perfume, nervousness, and perspiration. We chit chat and exchange pleasantries. Up to this point, I know what your pussy, asshole, and tits look like, since we had snapped some pics back and forth, but I really hadn’t had a chance to see your face. I notice your white teeth and beautiful smile. Read more »

[MF] [Light BDSM] [Mdom] [Anal] [Body Writing]

The following story occurred sometime in 2014-2015. I was recently divorced and using a site that connected consenting adults with other likeminded consenting adults. This site tended to steer towards the Dom/sub type of folks. I was in my middle 40’s at the time and found a match who was in her early 20’s. I will call her KC.

KC was stationed in a town about 45 minutes away from where I lived. She was cute, thick, and in the military. We were able to strike up a conversation, as I too had served in the military (same branch), many years before. We chit chatted about what we were looking for, exchanged some pics, and decided on a “play” date. To keep things away from where anyone might recognize her, she decided to travel to my house.

I cooked a meal, as to feed her before we played. I remember when she arrived, she was wearing a sun dress. She was very cute with pale colored skin. You know, the type of skin that when you touch it or in her case, spank it, it turns beet red? Her green colored eyes and shoulder length, thin hair, waved freely in the air as she walked towards me. She was shorter, about 5’3’-5’5”, thick thighs, shy, and nice supple breasts. That was KC. I put her at ease as I went outside to greet her, and invited her in. Read more »

We met on the Freeway [MF] [Str8] [Anal]

There you were. We were both stuck on the freeway and made eye contact. We exchange glances and it was obvious our interests were peaked. I had seen you before a few times and knew we worked near each other. As we continued down the freeway in stop and go traffic, I rolled down my window and said, “Hi”. You rolled down yours and replied as well.

My heart was racing as you acknowledged me and I could feel my cock growing in anticipation. I asked how your day was going and you said it was going good because you left early, anticipating the heavy traffic. I explained how I had seen you before on the freeway and that we actually worked near each other. You were surprised, but excited to know, that I had noticed you. I asked if you had time to stop by the coffee shop for a quick bite to eat and drink, to which you agreed. We had about 30-45 minutes before either of us had to be at work. Read more »