Author: freeusefam

[F] One of the most embarrassing moments of my life

I got hammered on a night out and went back to some guys apartment for an ONS, we played around a little in the elevator and minidress was pulled up over my waist when the doors parted on to his floor. Nobody was there on the other side waiting to get in so that was good, he almost dragged me past a few doors to get to his and we made out against the wall in the corridor. My miniskirt was still up, he started fingering me again as he struggled to get the key in the fob without looking.

I decided to just do away with my dress and lift it up over my head, so now I’m in this communal shared by maybe 10,15 or 20 apartments. I don’t know, it’s the only time I have been in that building. No bra, just wearing a fucking G String and thigh high boots.

Finally he gets his door as open and pulls me inside using the fingers he has inside of me and we are making out hard, I just throw my dress on to the floor just inside his apartment. Read more »

Celebrated game day with a gangbang [F]uck at a lock in

This happened a long time ago way back in 2002 and I was coming towards the last year of university. You could say I was also coming in to my fuckable prime, I mean lets be honest here I already knew how to use my pussy and I was getting really good at putting it to use too. On this day I wore one of those sexy as hell England team tank tops with red hotpants, white cowgirl boots with the cheesy little tassels and a cowgirl hat. Just add some aviator shades, natural blonde hair, a couple of size D tits matched with a size 8 athletic figure and you guys will be in the right ballpark.

I remember it was a summers beautiful day and the England football team were taking on Argentina in the World Cup, the whole country was in a great mood as we won the game and the rest of the day was just a nonstop celebration of booze, booze and more booze. But for me this was more than just a celebration of our national pride over a bitter enemy, this was one of the last chances I had to party with my friends before heading back to my parents. I went out with seven other hot as fuck students to a Hard Rock Cafe to watch the game, we were all kitted out like little England fan harlots unleashed on an unsuspecting and unprepared city. Read more »

Dubai [F]or Now

So for some background I am upper-middle class, me and my husband worked our way up the ladder. At the time I worked in the finance sector and he still is an architect today. We seemed to move up in the world together but this is about the one time my husband had a client that lived so far away of our way of life, I ended up getting pulled into a world for a moment that I didn’t know could exist. Like many others though I am currently out of work because my sector was hit very hard and nobody is expendable, so I can find the time to share these adventures. I hope you enjoy the read. It is a long one!

In 2016 my husband met a client in London and I received a call from him that evening informing me how this man was insistent that I join them at his residence in the Middle East, my husband would present first draft blueprints for his client’s new mansion to be built in the mountains of Luxembourg and I would be there, well, just because I must. Read more »

My [F]irst promotion influenced me so much

A long time ago I worked in a boring administrative role for an insurance company as my first full time job since graduating from university, I was extremely eager to quickly move up the managerial ladder. With excellent performance reviews for the first 12 months I approached one of the interviewing managers about how I could improve my interview skills as I narrowly lost out on a new role.

He made some time for me and asked to follow him into a small meeting room and assessed where I could improve to increase my chances the next time. He only had fifteen minutes so I asked if he gets more time then I would meet again, I was only a lowly admin so I didn’t have a uniform and I could see his eyes wandering down to catch glimpses of my tits tightly held at bay in my white tank top.

He was kinda hot and he was eager to help me so I had no problem with this kind of attention, plus I was willing to do anything to get up the ladder and earn more money. He told me he finished at 8PM and if I was willing to stick around he would be happy to find another room for us to “go through my prospects”. So that is exactly what I did. Read more »

[FM] How I [F26] helped my best [F]riend to start getting over her break up problem

I bonded with my best friend Lucy under unusual circumstances, when we were young we lived only a few miles from each other but went to different schools due to the catchment areas we were in. I started dating someone that went to her school and it turned out he was dating her at the same time. Through a mutual friend we met and together we ditched a boyfriend for breaking our trust whilst gaining a best friend for life.

Moving forward a little more than ten years and I am happily married with a young family, Lucy is heartbroken after calling an end to her to relationship with her fiancé. Lucy wanted to start a family of her own but her man didn’t, she hoped marriage would change him but he continued to insist that he had no desire to have children. Lucy made the call that she could no longer commit to him and her aspirations needed to come first. Read more »

[FMF] Summer of 2001

The turn of the millennium was marked by the continuation of the underground clubs of the nineties, a whole new swathe of recreational drugs hitting the streets and the ladette attitude becoming the dominant force of British lady’s culture. Free women were bending over a car in a random car park at 3AM for a stranger to let her feel like a whore in a momentary escape of the crushing societal expectations placed upon her by the generations before.

It was at this time I met my husband-to-be on the dance floor in a nightclub with flickering strobe lights and lasers heightening the effects of the ecstasy coursing through my veins, ours eyes met, and I immediately begun to grind my ass against his crotch in rhythm to the loud music. Deep base pumped out of the speakers that surrounded us and our first five minutes together can be summed up with my leatherette mini skirt pulled up to just below my navel, a Victoria’s Secret black thong slid to the side, and three fingers deeply gouging out my wet pussy whilst surrounded by intoxicated revellers packed tightly on the arena floor. Read more »