Quickie about being watched [MFF]

Long time no post. Reading some recent stories reminded me of a hot experience.

I had broken up with my GF of 4 years, Corrine. It was an amicable break-up, and it only took 2 days before she was back in my bed as we were still living together. In the end it would be 6 months before she moved out, moving in with her BFF Kay just a few minutes ride (motorbike) up the road.

One night I was feeling particularly horny and with no other options at the time, I called Corrine for a booty call. She was non-committal on the phone but told me to come over anyway. I jumped on the bike and raced over. She met me at the door of her apartment, let me in, and then informed me that she was taking a shower.

I wasn’t getting any less horny so I walked over to the bathroom door, hearing the shower going. I knocked and announced that I was coming in. After a few moments of silence I was about to call out again but then I heard her affirmation, so I opened the door and stepped into the bathroom.

played! [mff] [fixed title]

This story has its genesis in real life events and real people. I've just imagined it going a bit further than it actually did. Enjoy!

I was in my mid-20's, in supreme physical condition, and in a relationship with Cass. Cass was a year younger than me, average height, brown hair, pretty face with an athletic build herself and an absolutely magnificent pair of DD tits that, at her age then, just sat there. She tended to dress plainly and conservatively but what was hidden beneath her clothes was simply incredible!

At this stage of our relationship Cass was, it must be said, sexually unadventurous. After we had gotten to know one another I had revealed some of my escapades in the past – which shocked her somewhat – and I think it wasn't until she really got to know a few new girl friends in our social circle that her mind was slowly opened to new and exciting possibilities. Hearing her friends talk of bisexual experimentation and threesomes she was becoming less shocked and more curious, to the point where she eventually started to bring these things up in our conversations as well. One night Cass had mentioned that she'd be open to the idea of, as she put it, being in the bed whilst I had sex with another woman.

The afternoon swim (mmf) got us hot (mf)

I have to admit I'm running out of true stories that result in strictly 'wild' sex but still have a few wild experiences that get me off thinking about, so perhaps some of you readers may as well. I've alluded to this happening in past posts but only briefly described the situation.

So my ex-turned-FWB, Cass, lost a bet that she proposed and owed me a few favours. One of those was going topless at a public beach with a friend of mine along for the show. She had gone topless at the beach quite a few times in the past for me, but always insisted it was somewhere she would not run into someone we knew. The prospect of this trip had her quite nervous, though a little excited as well.

I only knew two friends that I considered 'depraved' enough to knowingly participate in this. One of those she found "sexually repulsive" so that left just one candidate, Paul. I called him up and explained the situation. He'd met Cass quite a few times in the past and turned out was especially keen to cop an eyeful of her DD's. So it was set – he'd meet us in the car park of the beach the following weekend.

Strictly a one-off event! (m/f)

Years ago, in my late 20's, I was sharing a flat when my flatmate moved out to live with his girlfriend. After interviewing a few prospective flatmates I came to the realisation that I simply could no longer stomach living with someone else and decided to foot the rent alone. I was a young professional earning good money with few expenses and so I could easily afford it.

At the time my ex had become my FWB and in our common social group was a young girl, I'll call her 'Shez', who was 21 and a bit of a wild thing. She was a petite blonde, cute accent, around 5'8, athletically thin and quite flat-chested. Despite being a breast guy I developed a huge crush on her but when I eventually asked her out she turned me down. Despite that, we remained friends.

watching [m]e jack o[ff]

This is a quick(ish) one. I was only reminded of this by another (excellent) recent post in GWS.

This happened about 20 years ago when I was in supreme physical shape. My ex and her flatmate (Kay) had been FWB's since we broke up some 6 months previously. They'd had a drunken night of debauchery with another friend (Kaz) who I'd met that involved stripping for each other and a roll of film. I was actually invited before the fact but as it turned out, declined.

About a week or so later, I was invited over by Kay to check out the photos from the night. I'd never seen Kaz in any state of undress before and it turned out there was one photo where all three of them were topless. I was pretty excited about that, to say the least.

Before I go further; Kay was my ex's BFF whom I'd known for years before we split. She was now my FWB, and as far as FWB's go, she was awesome. There were no secrets between us; she knew what got me off, and loved engineering those situations for our mutual enjoyment!