Night-exchange with my [F] ex [M]

I must have been unable to sleep for at least three hours. My boyfriend, next to me, had been snoring quietly for a long time. I was on my phone, alternating between various clothing shopping sites. Usually a good sleeping pill, but this time it didn’t seem to work.
Realising that only one thing could help me sleep, I closed all the pages, switched to private browsing, and started looking for videos that were a bit… exciting.
I easily found one video in particular, which seemed to fit my current mood rather well. It was a young couple exploring their sexuality, inviting a third partner. Lately this is something that particularly resonates with me.

The guy reminded me of my boyfriend, about the same build, same jaw, brown hair too. A penis that was maybe a little longer but not as wide. Some abs…
The girl was very cute too, a beautiful smile, beautiful blue eyes. She was not very tall, long red hair. Her breasts were splendid.

I sent nude pics to my boyfriend’s friend [FM]

I had just cum, and was in a state of half euphoria and half fear, when I asked my boyfriend if he had really sent that.

“Did I really do it? Would you like it?”

“I… I don’t know. Maybe it’s a little too much for me. I already feel ashamed enough for telling you all this, so if Tom also knew…”

“You don’t have to feel ashamed, not with me. I like the fact that you have some ‘secret’ desires. You know, I have fantasies too, and if we can talk about them freely, that’s fine with me!”

“We’ve never really talked about any of this. I wouldn’t even know where to start, or even what to say.”

“How about we start with Tom?”

I felt terribly ashamed. My boyfriend and I have always had a very open relationship sexually. Not in the swinging sense, but I knew he often masturbated, I even knew where and when. Actually, I even knew what he was masturbating to. And the same goes for him, more than once he caught me fondling myself, whether it was alone in the shower, with the shower head, or in front of a porno in the middle of the night.

My boyfriend fantasizes about me and his friend [FM]

It’s been a very long week, between the seminar with colleagues, my friend’s birthday and my boyfriend leaving for the week with his family, I’m exhausted.

I dropped him off around 7pm so he could catch his train on time, then went straight home to have a good shower and go to bed.

To be perfectly honest, I have to admit that I am sex-starved.

I couldn’t help but think of weeks gone by, of the little games between my boyfriend and me, when his friend was around. But this week had been so busy that I had no time for myself. Or for him for that matter.

I did hear my boyfriend masturbating the other day, and I really thought about joining him, but tiredness won out.

After Tom’s stay, who unfortunately left quickly because of his work, I took a closer look at my boyfriend’s browsing history. I was expecting “little blonde with big boobs” or “two women sucking a man”, but certainly not “shared girlfriend”, “MMF” or “my girlfriend masturbates in front of a friend”.

My boyfriend’s “Challenge” [FM]

Unconsciously, my boyfriend had just saved me from a moment of intense embarrassment.

I took advantage of his arrival to take a shower, their attentions being momentarily distracted from me, and above all, from the state I was in.

I finished getting my things, a jogging suit and a thick sweater, which would not embarrass me if my nipples suddenly decided to take their independence. My boyfriend had just entered the room when I was about to go to the bathroom.

– Hello my love, did everything go well with Tom? He seemed a bit off. And when I saw you leave so quickly, I imagined that you had a fight ? – he asked, looking worried.

– Oh no, not at all, I just really need a shower. Between the cleaning, the cooking and Tom’s arrival, I’ve had very little time to myself.

– Um, um… tell me about it ? – a smile had crept across his lips, his eyes roaming over my body.

As I told him about my day, he took the opportunity to run his hands over my body, kissing me on the neck, on the corner of my lips or even placing delicate kisses on the hollow of my cheeks.

My boyfriend’s challenge [FM]

Unconsciously, my boyfriend had just saved me from a moment of intense embarrassment.
I took advantage of his arrival to take a shower, their attentions being momentarily distracted from me, and above all, from the state I was in.
I finished getting my things, a jogging suit and a thick sweater, which would not embarrass me if my nipples suddenly decided to take their independence. My boyfriend had just entered the room when I was about to go to the bathroom.
– “Hello my love, did everything go well with Tom? He seemed a bit off. And when I saw you leave so quickly, I imagined that you had a fight?” he asked, looking worried.
– “Oh no, not at all, I just really need a shower. Between the cleaning, the cooking and Tom’s arrival, I’ve had very little time to myself.”
– “Um, um… tell me about it?” a smile had crept across her lips, his eyes roaming over my body.
As I told him about my day, he took the opportunity to run his hands over my body, kissing me on the neck, on the corner of my lips or even placing delicate kisses on the hollow of my cheeks.
It was becoming increasingly difficult to concentrate, losing my train of thought, I let out a few moans.
– Why are you doing this? You know very well that I can’t resist your kisses.
– “I don’t know why, but I want you terribly, right now.” he whispered, as his hand was already sliding down my shorts.
– “Mmh…”
– “Well? It looks like I’m having a much bigger effect on you than I thought? You’re not wearing anything under your top, and nothing under your shorts? Tom must have been delighted!” he laughed, thinking that this would make me particularly uncomfortable, his finger taking the opportunity to dig into me.
– “He… got here earlier… than I expected…”
His movements quickened and now two fingers were penetrating me. He pushed me down on the bed, face down on the mattress, my legs spread wide to let his fingers continue their mischief. I held back from screaming, I needed to express all this frustration, all this desire, but Tom’s presence in the next room prevented me. My only release was to cling to the duvet, holding it as tightly as I could, something that didn’t escape my boyfriend.
Harder and faster, he slipped his thumb into my ass, while continuing to finger me. I could hear my wetness splashing around and couldn’t help but hold back a loud moan of pleasure. He stopped dead in his tracks for a few moments, then continued on, pulling his cock out and moving closer to my face.
– “Goddamn, you turn me on when you’re submissive like that. Take my cock in your mouth, I want to cum inside you.”
Another moan escaped, he knows only too well how much hearing him talk like that turns me on. I wanted him to take me, right then and there, but I did as he asked, and began to suck him.
I arched my back more, wanting to feel every mm of his fingers, his thumb digging in a little further. Fortunately this time, his cock in my mouth kept me from screaming too loudly.
Just knowing Tom was in the next room was driving me crazy.
I could feel his sex hardening, his glans completely exposed on my tongue as it slid all the way in.
I turned around, taking his sex in my hands, opening my mouth wide as I wanked him.
That’s all he needed. One, two and then three powerful jets came out of his penis, crashing into my mouth, onto my tongue and onto my face.
He lay back on the bed, catching his breath, a big smile on his face.
– “That was amazing.”
After swallowing what was in and around my mouth, I was about to grab a tissue to wipe the rest away, when he said:
– “Challenge?”
I gasped. “Challenge” was a little game we used to play in those days, each of us issuing a challenge to the other, very often of a sexual nature, which the other was supposed to accept every time.
– “Sure…?” I answered a little uncertainly, still excited about what had just happened, and at the same time worried about what was to come.
– “I dare you to cross the room, and go to the bathroom, without wiping your face.”
– “Are you crazy?!” I shouted, much louder than I wanted to. “I’m not going to walk past Tom with a face full of cum!”
As I heard myself say these words, I felt my crotch tickle again.
– “You’ve swallowed most of it, there’s hardly anything left, it’s almost impossible for Tom to guess anything. Look,” he said calmly, handing me his phone.
Admittedly, there wasn’t much left. Just a little on the corner of the mouth and on the chin. You could almost think of it as water, if you didn’t dwell on it too much anyway.
– “Okay, I’ll do it. But if Tom gets any ideas it will be your fault!”
– “Let’s do it this way.” he replied, clearly surprised that I was willing to do it, but also very intrigued.
Without further ado I got up, grabbed my clothes, making sure to put my panties on, and walked out of the room.
Since he wants to test me, he won’t be disappointed!
I tried to ignore the slight tickle in my lower abdomen as I walked into the room where Tom was.
He was sitting in the chair with his phone in his hand.
“Perfect. He won’t notice anything.”
– “Oh Lisa! I took the liberty of pouring myself a drink, I hope you don’t mind? I gather you’re a bit… busy.” threw Tom at me, as he got up from the sofa. His big grin was enough to tell me what he had heard.
– “Oh… sorry…” were the only words I managed to say.
– Don’t worry, I’ve been in a relationship too, I know what it’s like! And it’s hard to blame…” he froze.
His eyes were fixed directly on my mouth.
“Fuck it.”
– “Uh… you’ve got a thing there.” he said, holding out his finger to remove it. My eyes went wide, my stupor gripping my entire body. “Is that some… ?”
Without saying anything, I just looked at him, my face flushed with shame.
He looked behind me, then into my eyes.
– “Let me guess, this is your ‘challenge’ game?” he asked, seeming to already know the answer.

The day I caught my boyfriend’s friend in the bathroom [FM]

Things have been pretty quiet lately.

After my last experience with the neighbour, which I’ll talk about later, unfortunately not much happened.

Oh, with my boyfriend everything is fine, for the better. We never had any problems on that side, quite the contrary. But I have to admit that a certain routine has set in recently. That’s probably what made me want to “explore a bit”.

Speaking of exploring…

Tom, a very good friend of my boyfriend’s, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time, came to our place a while ago.

Tom is a bit of a success, he’s tall, handsome, muscular and really funny. He is also the most humble and kindest person I have ever met.

Unfortunately, his girlfriend recently left him, for a girl.

Which he takes rather badly, thinking that in the end he would never have been able to satisfy her completely.

We can see that loneliness weighs heavily on him, as he has never been used to being single. With this in mind, we invited him to spend a few days with us. He accepted immediately, too happy to take his mind off things.

My (technically) second accidental exposure [FM]

Several days have passed since that night, but I can’t stop thinking about my neighbour, every time I go into the bathroom.

Is he there, watching, hoping to catch another glimpse of my nakedness?

Even though I’ve always been particularly careful to close the window and the blinds, lately I’ve found myself paying a little less attention to such details. Something that has not escaped my boyfriend’s notice.

“So… now you undress with the window open?” he laughed, as if it was an accident on my part.

“Oh… no, of course not.”

Of course I do.

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I really want to talk to him about this, describe to him how I feel, what I want to experience. But I’m too afraid that he won’t accept it, that he’ll think I’m a freak. Or maybe I’m too ashamed to dare broach a subject with which he would be more comfortable than I am. He once suggested that I try a nudist beach a few years ago, to which I replied with a big “Are you crazy?”, so if I explain this to him now, he won’t understand and get the wrong idea.

(No?)

My first accidental exhibition [FM]

I came home late after work last night.

Late enough that my boyfriend had already been in bed for a while.
I was exhausted and could only think of one thing, a nice hot bath.

I [F25] tiptoed home, as quietly as possible, hoping not to wake anyone. I took off my shoes, feeling free of the weight of a day’s at work. Immediately after putting my things away, I crept into the bathroom, opening the window slightly, the heating being particularly active at this late hour.

I live on the top floor of a six-storey building, quite isolated from the rest of the city, with only one other flat opposite ours, but unoccupied all the time.

So I started to undress in complete serenity, without paying attention to the possibility of being observed from outside.

I unhooked my bra, freeing my chest from a certain oppression, opened the zip of my skirt and slid it down my legs, removing my thong in the process.

Completely naked in front of the mirror, my buttocks facing the gently cool air coming through the window, I started to stretch a little.