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Nurse Lea [MF]

Lea Marie is my favorite nurse from the ICU. I met Lea a year and a half ago, we had a few shifts at the same time on the same floor. She was quite the go-getter and was always helping me with my patients when I fell behind. Lea and I became good acquaintances, what started as harmless small talk led to a wonderful encounter.

The first time I met Lea she was engaged to Robert. I remember her talking fondly of him, You could see the pure joy in her eyes. Lea was 22 and just graduated nursing school six months prior. Her and Robert had been dating the entire time in college. Robert seemed like a decent guy but it also sounded like he was an alcoholic at times. Lea didn’t take long to confide in me she was worried about marrying him. She had never really dated, and wondered if she was settling. I never really planned on doing anything with her so I told her the truth, that he sounded like an alcoholic and there were some red flags. Read more »

All expenses paid vacation thanks to Chuck and his love of piss. [MMF]

I messaged Chuck, and told him that I lived in the same city as him. I inquired about how much he would charge. He was willing to give $30 for piss, more for panties and piss. Chuck especially wanted custom content. After talking with Chuck and figuring his expectations, I spoke with my girlfriend Keely.

Keely was down the second I told her that money was involved. She agreed to do just about anything, I would film it. I got back with Chuck and asked how much he would pay for a filming of Keely pissing her underwear. He quickly replied, a $100, I countered his offer. I offered him custom-made content just for him.

I was willing to offer Chuck a video of her peeing in her underwear, as well as selling the underwear to him. Chuck would eventually agree to pay $200. Chuck would get to choose from several different types of panties. I even wrote his name on the underwear tags. Read more »

The Scavenger Hunt (Series)

Part 1: Happy Birthday Clarissa

The day of June 10th, 2020 would be a day that Nate and Clarissa Hamilton would remember for the rest of their lives. Clarissa turned 35 that day, but could still pass for a youthful 21-year-old. Clarissa’s beauty was evident to all who were lucky enough to have this beautiful woman in their lives. She was five foot five with voluptuous curves. Her B size breasts were perky and natural. Her legs were sculpted and toned from running, but her bosom was a work in progress. A few more months at the gym and she would likely build that up to perfection. You would never believe looking at Clarissa that she had two children, naturally. Her husband Nate, a Vice President at the local Farmer’s Insurance office was very aware of how lucky he was to call Clarissa his wife. Read more »

A Series of Risky Events.

I’m a little in disbelief today. I read the Snapchat message a dozen times, each time thinking it can’t be right. How? How could it be real, I was having the time of my life. As a recently divorced man, I was just starting to live after years in a dead bedroom. The ride, as short as it was, was a beautiful and amazing roller coaster. The exhilaration and youth I felt while pleasuring these women will be something I always remember fondly.

Last September I decided to get a vasectomy, I already have two great kids in their teens, my wife and I didn’t want anymore. Flash forward to January, my wife surprises me with a divorce. I understood her reasoning, and I respected her wishes. We parted ways and we split custody of the children 50/50. At 45 I realized I had not been single since I was 21. I was nervous to get back in the dating game, unsure of myself, and if I was desirable. My views on my age and if I would be desired all changed, and changed quickly. I was unsure of where to start over at, online dating was never a thing when I was younger. With some reluctance and a bit of coaxing from a friend, I signed up for Tinder. The options and selection for men over 40, hell 30 is very limited. It’s filled with women divorced multiple times or women with multiple young children. I wanted stability, what I found was instability and a lot of fun. Read more »

Lowering His Standards [MF]

It had been a rough three months for David Peterman. At nearly forty years old he was venturing into a new realm of life. His wife Erika had left him unexpectedly, claiming she had changed and needed to find herself. She filed for divorce the next day, then took a plane to Costa Rica. His job was downsized, due to the pandemic and unstable business. 15 years of dedication at his company, gone with a simple text message. Lastly, he had gained weight as an unhealthy coping mechanism to deal with life’s many stressors. Just 90 days prior he had been married, employed, 30 pounds lighter and two chins fewer. He felt awful lately, and not himself. He would be out of breath from walking, sleeping poorly from the sugar of the sodas he had been consuming. Activities he used to love now had little meaning to him. He claimed it as a funk, his family saw it as a depressed man trying not to lose control. Read more »

Anonymous In The Van [MFM]

The parking lot is dark, little light revealing our location. I step out of my car and approach the mysterious van that just parked three spots to my left. The windows are tinted, I am unable to see inside at all. A sticker with the University Of Alabama is on the rear window, just as she said it would be. This is the van I’ve been waiting for. I approach the right sliding door and grab hold of the handle. Carefully opening the door, I am greeted by a curvy mid-forties brunette in the back seat. On the seat, nude, breasts exposed, and perky nipples. Her vagina exposed to me, looking tantalizing. She has that mom look, a little extra to love but still incredibly sexy. On her left hand is her wedding band, visible for all to see.

Her husband is in the front driver’s seat, he looks ahead and doesn’t speak.

“Get in here.” she waves me over.

The Wrong Package [FM]

Walking down the hallway of my apartment, I notice three brown boxes on the floor in front of my door.

“That was fast!” I say, talking to myself.

My amazon order was just placed yesterday, the bastards sure are getting fast. Thank god for Amazon Prime, or I would have to wait awhile to replace my computer parts. I opened the door and without looking, I brought all three packages in. Setting them on the table I waste no time in opening them. Box one had the memory card upgrade I so desperately needed. Box two has my new keyboard, it is supposed to make online gaming even easier. The final and third box is not mine, but I don’t realize it. It actually belongs to my next door neighbor Sara, but in my excitement, I open it without checking the address.

Inside and discreetly packaged under some bubble wrap are three glass objects. I pick them up examining them, unsure exactly what they are. I grab the box, look at the label and see Sara’s name and address on them.

“Oh shit!” talking to myself. “I know what these are!” a big smile on my face. Read more »

My 19 Hole Golf Round. [MM]

My phone vibrates rapidly in my pocket mid swing. I keep my eye’s level, shoulders square and swing through hard. The ball carries down the fairway, fading away slightly at the last moment, still playable. As I walk back to the cart I pull my phone out of my pocket.

“MIke, looks like the rain is moving in faster than we thought.” I call out.

“Fucking weatherman is always wrong I swear, I dont know how they keep their jobs.” Mike replies angrily, as If I have any control over it.

We were only midway though our 18 hole round. We thought we would be clear of the rain, but obviously that was not going to be the case. Looking up at the sky I can see the darkening clouds starting to move our way from the west.

“I don’t think we’re gonna be able to finish the round, we might have to wait this out at the clubhouse.”

“Fuck that.” he says. “Let’s just go find a weather shelter, the storm will be quick.” he says while looking at his phone. Read more »

A Peculiar Pegging. [MF]

It was another birthday about to have come and gone with little fanfare from either my wife or myself. It didn’t really bother me all that much; I mean, thirteen years of marriage plus two kids tends to put a damper on your personal life events. I figured it would be pretty much the same as the last few, Melissa would give me a heartfelt card that I would appreciate followed by a hug and a kiss. Kids would be wrangled into bed, then I would download a new PC game as my gift and spend the night conquering the known universe.

After that I would do some porn site hopping; then head off to bed for some “which position do you want me in?” birthday sex if it wasn’t too late. Otherwise I would just wank to a fantasy of her in positions I’d never been able to request before falling asleep. I love my wife and I know she loves me but she has her limits in bed and I really didn’t think, “Honey, would you kindly fuck me in the ass with a strap-on?” would fall within those limits. Read more »