My girlfriend’s employer wants to watch [MF] [F]

Samantha and I had been dating for a little while at this point. We were often spontaneous and that included with sex and intimacy.

One of her side gigs she did a couple of times a week was take care of her older friend Mary’s house.

Mary was a travelling RN that was often gone for long periods. Her house was not dirty, but it was disorganized. Piles of paper work and things she had collected tucked into places. Samantha would spend the night cleaning, organizing, and generally tidying up and making sure the place stayed in working order. After asking permission, I would keep her company and help out when I was free. Turning on music, having some drinks, and just enjoying each other’s company while we worked.

It inevitably ended in us falling asleep together naked and cleaning up our mess the next morning.

We had done this several times already. Now we had just finished having sex, sitting naked and sipping on drinks and chatting. Samantha’s phone rings. It’s Mary.

I fingered my fwb on the couch at a house party then ended up fucking the Hostess when she hooked up with another girl [M][F][F][F]

I went to a little house party some of my friends were throwing.

It wasn’t too crazy. Some music, drinks, grilled food, outside games and inside board games.

As the night wore on, I got more and more flirty with my friend Amanda. We had slept together before in a very casual, this seems fun, kind of mood. She was reciprocating and by the time most of the attendees had left there were five of us remaining. Amanda, me, her room mate Sierra, Sierra’s boyfriend, and Liana.

We decided to watch a movie and settled in. Lights dimmed, drinks and popcorn all around. I was cuddled up on the couch with Amanda. Sierra and her boyfriend were on the loveseat, and Liana was on the other end of the couch from me and Amanda facing away towards the tv.

The opening scene was barely done when Amanda was whispering in my ear with her hand gripping my cock through my jeans under the blanket. My own hand had slid up her thigh, pulled her very short shorts aside and I was petting her already soaked pussy. With long, slow movements I teased her clit and fingered her. Meanwhile it took her what seemed a lifetime to slowly undo my zipper, belt, and button and slide her hand into my jeans to stroke my cock down my leg.

Marie Pimps me out to her dissatisfied Friend [MF][M]

I was working out some plans with the shop boss for a project coming up that would be all after hours work. When he took a break to handle some phone calls, his wife Marie messaged me.

She wanted to meet for a late lunch at a pub that I had taken her to a while back. I told her I would get back to her in a bit after I worked out some more details with her husband. She replied with a picture of her wearing a collar and nipple clamps, telling me I better not keep her waiting too long. Apparently, she also decided to not take any chances.

A few minutes later Boss walks back in and won’t look me straight in the eyes. He tells me Marie had just called, and that we could hammer out the rest of the plans the next day. I chuckled as I clapped him on the shoulder and told him it wasn’t polite to make a lady wait.

The Boss’s Wife [MF]

Over the Summer work had slowed considerably. I was technically an independent contractor, but for over a year nearly all of my work had come from a single shop.
So while the small in-house crew worked on small projects, one of the owners hired me to do work on his house.

It grew into a steady routine. I would arrive at his house in the morning. While he had given me a key, usually his wife, Marie, let me in. She was 48, tall, dark almost black hair she kept in a tight braid, tanned olive skin that showed off her mixed South American heritage, and a figure many younger women would kill for. She usually work jean shorts that barely covered her ass, and a t-shirt or tank-top when she wasn’t planning on leaving the house.

We had met several times, and it always took me an effort of will to keep my eyes in respectful directions. That I could tell her nipples were pierced from day one did not help matters.

Most days she would add on little tasks she needed help with and reassured me that her word was law and my hours would not be contested.

Returning to my Hometown for work with my best friend and we met my ex. [MFM]

I had gotten a call from a family friend that I had used to work for when I was in highschool. He had some work he wanted done to his garage and body shop. I worked out the details with him and my friend Jack agreed to join me. My hometown was five hours away so we got a hotel for the week we would be working on the garage.

After we had finished up for the first day I told him about a bar just outside of town we could stop by to unwind. Halfway through our first round of pool I saw a familiar face. Jenna was a good friend from growing up and an ex that had parted ways on good terms. She saw me and made her way over. Turns out she was the bartender for the night. I introduced them to each other and we chatted for a bit before she went back to the bar.

I met a Woman right after she left her Fiancee [MF]

It was Friday evening in the summer. I had just finished up my last installation job for the day and was sitting in my work truck in the parking lot of Taco Bell eating and listening to an audiobook.

Movement in the corner of my eye caught my attention and I look up to see a woman walking directly towards me. She was cute as hell. She had long deep purple hair that looked like a professional job. She wore a black Slipknot tank top with her midriff showing off a belly button piercing, tight black jeans, biker boots decked out in skulls and chains, and fucking amazing tattoos of mixed mythologies covering one arm with stylistic curls branching off across off ample cleavage on display. Holy. Fuck.

She greeted me and long story short she was in town with her fiancée for a concert on Saturday, they had gone out to eat at a restaurant across the street, and when she had come out of the bathroom she had found him at the bar exchanging numbers with a woman. She had stormed out without thinking about the fact that he had been paying so she had left her wallet and money in the hotel. She wanted help getting an Uber back to her hotel.

The Cabin Part 2 [MF]

I woke early. It was rare for me to sleep in regardless of when I laid down. Rachel was curled nearly in a ball in my arms and snoring. I had morning wood and could feel it pressed firmly against her ass and back. I was tempted to wake her with kisses and sliding inside her still creamy pussy. But I decided I would let her rest and managed to extricate myself from the bed without waking her. I grabbed a pair of boxers and made some coffee to ait on the porch.

Liz had sent me a string of messages. How she missed me. How she couldn’t wait to reclaim me. By the end of her messages and pictures ahe was graphically describing how hard she would fuck me in front of Rachel to remind her I was taken.

It did not help my morning wood in the slightest. So I sent her a few messages in response with a couple of pics meant to make her just as horny when she woke up.

The Cabin Part 1 [MF]

I had been dating Liz for about a year. We were incredibly compatible in and out of the bedroom. We both loved spontaneity and small adventures.

She had a younger sister, Rachel, that was with a pretty shitty guy. We had spent time together before and he was a prick up one side and down the other. Rachel always looked miserable but refused to leave him.

Liz got off the phone with her one day and looked thoughtful. I just waited, knowing she would bring it up when she was ready.

Apparently they had been discussing relationships and sex. Rachel had mentioned that she didn’t feel wanted anymore and found that she didn’t care because the sex was usually lack luster. She was pretty sure he was cheating but it bothered her how little that bothered her. She was envious of Liz’s adventurous sex life and relationship but doubted she would actually ever be up for it.

Liz told her she would have to try it to find out. Rachel jokingly asked if Liz was going to loan me out for a weekend.

Meeting my FWB’s Family. [MF]

Jennifer was stunning. Short, red hair, busty but fit figure, and feisty. Along with quite a few common interests, we hit it off great.

After a several of weeks of flirting and casual dates she invited me to go to the beach for the weekend. It would also double as visiting her mother and sister.

Meeting her family went well. Too well. I have always had a thing for older women and Miranda, her mother, was a knockout. She was taller than Jennifer, had the same red hair, delicious curves, and could wrap a person around her finger in a few moments. I found myself talking easily with her and slipping into flirtation with the same ease that she seemed to.

Her sister Annabeth was the black sheep. Hair dyed black, slim and the same height as Jennifer, pierced, tatted, she gave off fuck off vibes as easily as Jennifer and Miranda oozed subtle charm. I found her easy to joke with and didn’t back down from her rough-housing.

The College Librarian and her GF [MFF]

I met Sam at the library on campus. I was doing some research for my final. But I found I couldn’t take my eyes off the pretty girl working the desk.

I gave up on the paper and chatted with her. A few common interests and we hit it off. I got her number and eventually had to let her get back to work.

After classes and she got out I picked her up and took her to the local rock bar.

A few drinks in and we were letting loose to the live band. One strap on her tank top tore, and she busted the buttons on my button down. We were bordering on public indecency when she asked me to take her back to her place for a surprise.

The surprise was that she had a girlfriend. Who she had been messaging throughout the evening and was already several shots in herself.
We chatted, we drank. A few games and I found I was the center of attention. Literally. They had reclined on the couch together half-naked, turned the music up, and convinced me to give them a strip show.
I was less t sandwhiched han prepared. But when I left Sam on the couch to pull Kayla up to dance they were both delighted.