Vera and Ashley in the Morning (FF)

Day 36 of Quarantine

Vera

I’m up early; earlier than I had planned. The sun’s rays streak through the curtain and onto the old wood floor. Despite the surplus of sex I’ve had over the past several days, I wake up with an aching and yearning between my legs.

Cade is gone for the day. He began working a few days a week in the office. Will has also began leaving home a couple days a week, leaving Ashley and I alone to bond on the weekdays. Typically, we drink coffee together and chat about how strange our lives have become.

Today, however, the pulsing urges I have beneath the sheets require immediate attention. Lazily, I reach into the bedside table drawer and feel around for my tool of choice. Found it. My trusty pink vibrator. It’s pretty standard, has a few settings, and fun little bunny ears that tickle my clit.

Without needing to look, I turn the device to my preferred setting. I start on low power; just a gentle buzz. I can already feel my wetness dampen my baggy pajama shorts. I use the pink rod to stimulate my thighs and lower belly. Soon I can’t help but pass over my pussy lips, desperate for the stimulation.

Quarantined Quartet: Meet the New Neighbors (group) (kinky) (playful)

Day 21 of Quarantine

Cade

It’s difficult to tell if it feels like the quarantine has just begun or if it’s been ages. The same could be said for the part of myself I’ve accessed the past few weeks. It’s always been there, but I feel like I’m getting to know myself better each day.

It’s midday, and it’s sunny. I have embraced my desire to order and control. Using my loft mates, I’ve crafted a scene out of the depths of my sexual imagination. I have directed Ashley and Will to use Veda however they please.

The couple has chosen a daring, exhibitionist scenario. The weather outside calls for the windows to be open, sending a warm spring breeze through the loft. They also elect to leave the windows untreated, the shades and curtains pulled up and tucked away. They’ve gathered on our couch, which sits under a set of two large window openings.

Quarantined Quartet: Four Becomes More (group)

Parts 1 and 2 in comments

Part 3 – Day 32 of Quarantine

Dominique

Jeremy and I cautiously settle into the loveseat. The air is still thick with sex and heat. The tall, dark haired naked man approaches us. “Can I get either of you a drink?” He asks. He seems warm and sincere. He also has a distractingly huge cock that wiggles with each of his movements. I’m drawn in to admiring the half-flaccid organ. My imagination wanders with what it is capable of when fully grown. I hear Jeremy’s muddled voice as I fantasize in my head.

He leaves for the kitchen, and I follow his pale, firm ass as it gently wobbles with each step. Naturally, my eyes shift to the curvy blonde with the pink dildo. She now lounges casually on a vintage looking armchair. She’s pretty, and even I can acknowledge that her tits are fantastic.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your names,” says the dark haired girl on the floor. She now has a thin, sheer robe covering her, but she was completely naked when we walked in. “I’m Veda,” she says, introducing herself. She’s the most exotic looking of the four, with olive toned skin and a long, lean frame.

The Book Club, Part 2

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The Book Club, Part 2

Stephanie and I raved about the book club meeting for days after it happened. I was surprised to hear just how aroused it had made her. She and I had spoken casually about group sex a few times, but I had never expected her to be so enthused to see me with other women.

She told me about the rush she felt when she saw the other women touching me. She said it was mostly hot, and there was a little sting of jealousy, but that only made it more arousing. On a Thursday night, less than a week after the initial party, she and I were in the living room, sitting on the couch.

“So, would you like to serve another party at our house?” Stephanie asked sheepishly.

The Book Club, Part 2 (CFNM)

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The Book Club, Part 2

Stephanie and I raved about the book club meeting for days after it happened. I was surprised to hear just how aroused it had made her. She and I had spoken casually about group sex a few times, but I had never expected her to be so enthused to see me with other women.

She told me about the rush she felt when she saw the other women touching me. She said it was mostly hot, and there was a little sting of jealousy, but that only made it more arousing. On a Thursday night, less than a week after the initial party, she and I were in the living room, sitting on the couch.

“So, would you like to serve another party at our house?” Stephanie asked sheepishly.

“Uh, hell yeah, I would,” I replied.

“Okay, great. Some of the girls requested we host again this weekend,” she said.

The Book Club, Part 2 (CFNM)

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The Book Club, Part 2

Stephanie and I raved about the book club meeting for days after it happened. I was surprised to hear just how aroused it had made her. She and I had spoken casually about group sex a few times, but I had never expected her to be so enthused to see me with other women.

She told me about the rush she felt when she saw the other women touching me. She said it was mostly hot, and there was a little sting of jealousy, but that only made it more arousing. On a Thursday night, less than a week after the initial party, she and I were in the living room, sitting on the couch.

“So, would you like to serve another party at our house?” Stephanie asked sheepishly.

“Uh, hell yeah, I would,” I replied.

“Okay, great. Some of the girls requested we host again this weekend,” she said.

“I thought your group met once a month,” I returned, thinking aloud.

The Amazonians (CFNM)

The Amazonians

It had been three weeks since I woke up in this place. I flew down to Quito, Ecuador for a friend’s wedding, and thought I would explore and hike, and take in some of the beautiful scenery of this part of the world. Then I got lost. Being the arrogant man I am, I figured I could hike these mountains by myself. While I was lost, a storm came and the rain was relentless. I slipped and fell on some rocks, and must have knocked myself out.

When I woke up, it was morning, and I had bandages on my right thigh and around my head. My vision was blurry, but I made out multiple figures wandering around me. They were tall, slender, and caramel-colored. As my sight returned, I saw that they were women. They were all women. Tall, strong, breathtaking warrior women. They brought me water and changed my bandages. I had figured, considering the compassionate care they’d shown me while I was injured, that they would simply allow me to go on my way once I was healed.

The Webcam (CFNM)

The toy’s rumbling, state of the art motor practically shook the entire bed. Jackie had the purple rabbit-eared vibrator on full power as she sensed her delicious, self-induced orgasm approach. “Ohh god. Uuhgg,” she groaned into the soft cotton sheets of her King sized bed.

Under the comforter, her body began to spasm and contort, as the battery powered cock drove her to climax. At her peak, she was silenced by the intensity of her orgasm. All that was audible was the “Buzzzzzz” or the toy.

“Huh huh ha ho eeh hohh,” she cried out loud as the wave of pleasure passed. She needn’t worry about noise, as she lived alone. Jackie hadn’t slept well and had woken up early this morning, so she decided to make use of her extra time.

She laid in her post-orgasmic bliss for a while, allowing the surge of oxytocin and other tasty hormones to wash over her. With her eyes mostly glazed over, she peeled at her bedside clock. 7:58 am. “Shit!” She shrieked.

The young woman jumped out of her luxurious bed and raced to the bathroom to brush her hair. She frantically worked to tame straight out of bed, curly, auburn hair. Time: 7:59. “Ahh! Goddamnit!”

The Campground Shower (CFNM)

The Campground Shower

It was the hottest week of July and I was at the campground with my family for our yearly 7 day camping trip. My wife, myself, and two kids, 7 and 9, rough it in the wilderness for a week. If, of course, roughing it means having a generator, air mattresses, and a portable TV, and wilderness if that means occupying a plot of land alongside dozens of other campers.

We had become astute campers, and found the perfect balance between enjoying nature and bringing along our necessary comforts. Our multi-room tent gave my wife and I some privacy, and have learned tricks through the years to minimize insect and water issues. The kids were getting old enough to be more independent, which gave me more time to myself.

The Book Club (cfnm)

The Book Club

Stephanie had been a part of this book club for a few months now. Each month, they meet at a different member’s house. This is our first time hosting. From what I understand, it’s a group of 10-12 women who gather monthly to drink wine and occasionally talk about a book.

I’ve been told that the husbands often serve the women drinks and hors d’oeuvres. Never one to shy away from a challenge, and eager to display my bar tending and cooking abilities, I take on the assignment eagerly.

A week before the event, I’m informed that the month’s book assignment was an erotic romance novel, so the ladies may get a bit rowdy. My wife Stephanie suggested I could play along with the fun, if I felt comfortable.

She suggested that I begin the night in formal black tie attire, and lay on the charm. Then, once a few bottles of wine have been emptied, enter the living room in nothing but a bow tie, suspenders, and tuxedo spandex shorts. Steph insisted that the group would find it hilarious, and it would be a huge hit.