[FM] I [F20] Traded My Boobs And A Blowjob To My Married Neighbor [M30s] For Some Beer

*Disclaimer 1* I am no longer 20 years old. This happened more than a decade ago now.

*Disclaimer 2* This story involves a man cheating on his wife with me, so it may not be your flavor of story.

During summer break while I was still in college, I was home for the summer. I wanted to keep my tan up so I went out into the backyard a lot in my bikini to sunbathe. On more than one occasion, I caught my neighbor, Mr. Johnson (whose name I later leaned is Drew *name is changed*) peaking over our fence and checking me out in my bathing suit. Both of our yards were fenced, but his was on a hill so he could see down into our yard easily, while it was next to impossible to see into his yard from anywhere but the second story of one bedroom of my parents house. Drew was about 10 years older than me, attractive, in his early thirties, married, with three young kids. I actually couldn’t believe he had so many kids at such a young age.

One Saturday, Drew called from over the fence.

[FM] Birthday Surprise Part 2: Anal Sex Goes Well With Book Club (F31)

*This is the second part to my birthday surprise for my boyfriend. You can check my profile and find the previous story if you haven’t read Part 1.*

Once I returned home from our dinner adventure, I started getting ready for Phil to come home.

You see, Phil had never had anal sex before and what better time for me to take his cherry than on his birthday? I just hoped that I wouldn’t have to wait too long. Though I had had anal sex more than a handful of times at that point, the last time I did butt stuff was in my previous relationship.

I took a shower, and washed myself. I used a bulb syringe to wash out any excess yuckiness, then dried off and went to my stash of toys and pulled out the new pink jewelled medium plug I had ordered for the occasion.

[FM] Walk/Ride of Shame After Fucking Client Twice My Age to Further My Career

*Previous post got deleted somehow. Reposting because people wanted to read this. No need to upvote*

——————————————Backstory———————————————–

Two years ago, everyone at my law firm was panicking. The man responsible for assigning panel defense firms for one of the largest insurance companies in our region, by far our largest and most profitable client, had retired, and his replacement announced that he was reconsidering the panel. If our firm was not included on the panel, it would mean losing probably about 1/3 of the firm’s revenue, and practically all of my work.

Within a few weeks, Mark—the new guy in charge—contacted one of the partners at my firm, Adam, to set up a dinner meeting to discuss the panel and legal fees and services to determine whether our firm would be included in the new panel. He requested that Adam be at the dinner with his spouse and that he invite an associate and their plus one as well.

A week before the dinner, Adam knocked on my office door. “You up for coming to this dinner with Diane (his wife) and I next week?” Adam asked.

“Of course!”

[FM] My Ex Fucked Me In My Mother’s Wedding Dress

*Post got deleted. Reposting because people wanted to read it. No need to upvote*

Do you know how some couples never get in fights, and always just seem like their relationship is perfect? Well, that’s what I felt like my relationship was like with Phil. We liked all of the same things, had many of the same hobbies, never fought, and our sexual chemistry was off the charts. We started dating during my last year of law school, and he proposed at my graduation. When he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him, it was easy to say “yes.” Well, I actually said “yeah,” which is super embarrassing. Who says “yeah” when being proposed to?

Phil was the closest I have ever come to getting married. It didn’t work out, but I won’t get into that in any further detail with this story. I want to keep it light, fun, and sexy!

Our families were so happy for us, especially my Dad, who had recently been diagnosed with cancer, since he would (hopefully) get to walk me down the aisle.

Sorry more sad things.

PENIS. Haha. There, now we’re all smiling again.

[FM] Food Delivery Guy Catches Me Blowing My Boyfriend For His Birthday (F31)

****I posted this earlier but forgot to add the contest flair! So sorry! Enjoy.****

I woke up early, and took a shower while Phil slept in bed. I walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and I saw that he had woken up, bed head and all.

“Happy birthday, babe! How’d you sleep?” I asked.

“Good. You?

“No complaints!” I smiled and turned while dropping my towel, making sure that my boyfriend got a full view of my naked body. I pretended not to notice him staring while I got dressed: a white thong, black stay-up stockings, a skirt, a matching lacy white bra to keep my C cups in place, and a white blouse.

All dressed, I turned to Phil and asked him how I looked.

“Good enough to eat,” he chided.

I glanced down at his pajama pants and saw that he was already pitching a tent in his pants. Today was going to be fun.

I approached Phil, trying my hardest to appear sultry. I reached down and grabbed his dick through his pants. “Is this for me?” I asked.

[FM] Food Delivery Guy Sees Me Blowing My Boyfriend For His Birthday

I woke up early, and took a shower while Phil slept in bed. I walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and I saw that he had woken up, bed head and all.

“Happy birthday, babe! How’d you sleep?” I asked.

“Like a wee-baby. You?”

“No complaints!” I smiled and turned while dropping my towel, making sure that my boyfriend got a full view of my naked body. I pretended not to notice him staring while I got dressed: a white thong, black stay-up stockings, a skirt, a matching lacy white bra to keep my C cups in place, and a white blouse.

All dressed, I turned to Phil and asked him how I looked.

“Good enough to eat,” he chided.

I glanced down at his pajama pants and saw that he was already pitching a tent in his pants. Today was going to be fun.

I approached Phil, trying my hardest to appear sultry. I reached down and grabbed his dick through his pants. “Is this for me?” I asked.

He groaned, and nodded. It was clear he was ready for some birthday sex, but I wasn’t ready to give it all up just yet. Memorable was what I was going for, here.

[FM] My Ex-Fiancé Fucked Me In My Mother’s Wedding Dress Before the Wedding

Do you know how some couples never get in fights, and always just seem like their relationship is perfect? Well, that’s what I felt like my relationship was like with Phil. We liked all of the same things, had many of the same hobbies, never fought, and our sexual chemistry was off the charts. We started dating during my last year of law school, and he proposed at my graduation. When he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him, it was easy to say “yes.” Well, I actually said “yeah,” which is super embarrassing. Who says “yeah” when being proposed to?

Phil was the closest I have ever come to getting married. It didn’t work out, but I won’t get into that in any further detail with this story. I want to keep it light, fun, and sexy!

Our families were so happy for us, especially my Dad, who had recently been diagnosed with cancer, since he would (hopefully) get to walk me down the aisle.

Sorry more sad things.

PENIS. Haha. There, now we’re all smiling again.

[FM] Walk/Ride of Shame after fucking a client almost twice my age to further my career

Hi guys, I’m Jenni—new account and pseudonym for privacy reasons, but lurking for years. I thought it would be fun to write up one of my experiences for the February contest. This ended up being kind of long so I put indicators where backstory, sex stuff, and the walk of shame starts. I hope you all enjoy!

——————————————Backstory———————————————–

Two years ago, everyone at my law firm was panicking. The man responsible for assigning panel defense firms for one of the largest insurance companies in our region, by far our largest and most profitable client, had retired, and his replacement announced that he was reconsidering the panel. If our firm was not included on the panel, it would mean losing probably about 1/3 of the firm’s revenue, and practically all of my work.

Within a few weeks, Mark—the new guy in charge—contacted one of the partners at my firm, Adam, to set up a dinner meeting to discuss the panel and legal fees and services to determine whether our firm would be included in the new panel. He requested that Adam be at the dinner with his spouse and that he invite an associate and their plus one as well.