[MMF] Helping a friend by fucking his wife

While I didn’t get married into my 30s, my close friend got married much younger at 21.

By the time they were 8 years married, there were some issues in the relationship. But, they started solving them with inviting people into the bedroom. At first, it was only other women. My friend’s wife brought in her friends, and once a random they picked up at the local bar.

Finally, she said she wanted to try another guy, and told her husband that she wanted to try with me first.

I made him ask me 3 times, because I was really wary of what would happen afterwards. Finally, one night at their house after some bourbon, I agreed.

The rules were simple: we would move to their bed room, where we would focus on her. I had to wear a condom. No hitting or choking, but light spanking was okay. No butt stuff. Finally, I had to leave the room after I finished, so they could finish together.

She was wearing a skin tight black body suit and tan jeans. Although having 2 kids, she had a great body. DD tits that only sagged a bit, and a little bit of soft belly. All packed on to a frame that was 5’3″.

[MF] First BJ from Match girl

I had a pattern of dating for sex, then dating for a relationship. At this point, I was dating for sex. My prowls through Match found me a target.

She was a year older than me, a red head, and had pictures of her dancing on a bar in a Jagermeister t-shirt. She was pale as hell, and super skinny. Kinda trashy, but my dick moved when looking at her pics.

We started exchanging messages, and a day two later we exchanged numbers. This was before texting was a thing, so I called her one evening after I got home from the gym.

The conversation was good. We talked about family, work, etc. I think we were going on an hour of talking when it turned sexual.

“So, what do you like to do?”

“I’m just a guy. I love sex. It’s like pizza; even when it’s bad, you’re happy you had it. I guess the one thing I love doing is going down on a girl. I can honestly do it until I’m told to stop.”

“Oh my god! I love giving head! It turns me on so much I can actually cum from it, not even touching myself.”

[MF] Quickie in the bathroom

I always remember the various fraternity semi-formals being a wild time in college. Usually a day of drinking before getting dressed, then heading to some hotel ballroom. We thought it was elegant.

My girlfriend had been talking to some of her friends prior to coming to my formal for the first time. They all told her about the antics, and one of them talked about getting drunk and giving her date a hand job under the table.

As the night went on, and the drinks flowed, my girlfriend started getting handsie, but never went beyond rubbing my crotch and giggling.

After my drink emptied, I got up to go to the bathroom. As I was washing my hands, the door opened and I was shocked to see my girlfriend coming in.

“Is there anyone else in here?”

“No. Why?” (I wasn’t too bright.)

She grabbed my tie and pulled me into the handicap stall.

“I’m gonna blow you in here.”

It was so awkward at first, as she refused to get on her knees or sit on the toilet. She was bending over, and I was on my tip-toes to give her the best access. At most she could get the tip in her mouth.

[MF] A little long distance cyber fun

During one of my turns on Match, I met a girl home on Christmas break. She was a junior, 21, and I was 24. We chatted a bit, and made plans to meet-up.

Because she lived about 40 minutes away and staying with parents, we picked a chain restaurant near her house. The date lasted a few hours, sitting at the bar and talking. There was a real click, and she was exactly who she was online, which was nice. Too many people are great through a window, but suck in person.

She was 5’4″, and still had the body of a youth playing field hockey. Her tits looked small for her frame, but I’m a leg and ass man more than anything. Super curly blond hair, bright blue eyes, and a mouth that constantly smiled.

The conversation was natural, and started to take a turn towards sexy flirting, with out being over the top. The only downside of the date was that she was doing the spring semester in Ireland, and leaving in a few days.

[MF] Playing with a camera

Years ago, my roommate bought a camera that transmitted to a receiver that plugged in via RCA cables. The camera itself was a little bigger than a baseball, and battery powered.

My girlfriend at the time was still in college 3 hours away, and came out every few weekends. One Saturday afternoon, while hanging on the couch, she asked about the camera. I fired it up to see how good it was, and I saw us on the TV screen. I tilted it to focus on her cleavage, and started laughing.

“Your tits look good on TV, babe. Look how big they are!”

“Maybe we should use it on your little Irish dick!”

I knew she was joking, but I figured ‘why not’. I stood up and pulled my dick out of my pants. It was flaccid, but just the thought of getting sex started the blood flowing. I held the camera aimed at my junk.

“Stroke it. Let’s watch.”

She usually wasn’t into this stuff, since she was inexperienced. I had taken her virginity on her 20th birthday, and it was a little over a year since.

[MF] First hotel sex – discovering dirty talk

Many years ago, the woman that would become my wife took a road trip with me to a friend’s wedding. It was a 6 hour drive in a car where the AC didn’t always work, and it was close to 90 that day.

We got checked into the hotel, and noticed a large mirror leaning on the wall next to our bed. We were already hot and sweaty, had only been dating a few months, and this was our first time in a hotel. Our clothes were being ripped off.

After a few minutes of standard sex, I noticed she was staring at the mirror, watching us. I decided to change positions, going into doggy, facing the mirror.

I had a fist full of her hair, and smacking her ass with one hand. She was moaning, and pushing her ass back into me with each thrust.

“Oh, this is so hot. I love watching you fuck me.”

“Yeah, you like seeing you get used? Are you my dirty hotel slut?”

“Yes. Make me cum like you own me.”

We ended with her on top, but my head was hanging off the side of the bed to keep seeing the mirror.

[MF] Staining the couch

In my early 20s, I was totally friend-zoned by one of the only females in my group of high school friends.

She developed from the gangly, brace-faced band girl into the sorority girl that paid tuition by stripping. She always joked that she was a stick-figure with tits, and she was right. I remember her in a [bikini](http://imgur.com/a/MXE0L) would have great hip bones, a perfect mound, and amazing tits, plus a smile that lit up the room.

Once we hit 21, we would hit the local bars, and we would wing man for each other. She would talk me up to chicks, I would give her a “safe base” when flirting with guys.

One night, after a night of drinking, I asked “How come we never hooked up?”

“Well, I’ve thought about it a bunch. You have a great looking cock, but it would be weird.” (I was the guy that would get naked and run through a party.)

“I guess so, but I don’t want to date you anymore. You’re cool, but let’s be fair: you’re a crazy girlfriend.” I had crushed on her hard when I was still a virgin in college, and she had broken my heart when she was dating/sleeping around. I had truly moved on from thinking she was “the one”, but I always wanted to pound her out.

[MF] Implied Consent

My wife has a tendency to fall asleep early each night, and I joke that since we’re married, that’s “implied consent” for sex. She always says something like “Just don’t cum in my hair.”

Last weekend, we stayed up late drinking, and she got a little sloppy. By the time we finally made it to bed, she started undressing while crawling up the stairs. I went ahead of her to brush my teeth, etc.

When I came out of the bathroom, she was asleep, face down in the pillow, with her ass up in the air, only wearing a t-shirt and panties.

It was a light yellow pair, with everything but the crotch being sheer see-through.

Seeing her ass up in the air like that, and being a little drunk, I felt my cock stir.

“Hey, how is that comfortable?”

No response.

“You want me to kill the lights?”

Nothing.

As I turned off the switch, I couldn’t stop staring at her ass in the air. I was drunk enough that I wanted to fuck.

[MF] Getting back in the game with a 20something

A few years ago, I had an engagement fall apart. I took a few months to get myself in order, before I wanted to start dating.

During an alumni weekend at college, I met a recent grad. She was 24, and I was 31. I portrayed myself as a tech start-up guy (not entirely untrue), and got her number. I was already planning on coming back next weekend for something else, so promised her a date.

We texted throughout the week, and got connected on Facebook. I wasn’t driving up to Saturday, but started getting some flirty texts Friday night. She asked what we were going for dinner, when I was getting there, etc. I had planned on taking her to a cool bar before dinner, then a decent Italian place down the street.

When I was in school, this was the “fancy” place that students would go for special occasions, and I was hoping that was still the case. Thankfully it was, and she was impressed. Started texting about what to wear, and sending me pics of various dresses she was picking out.

[MF] The joys of eating pussy

I’ve always loved going down on a woman. In fact, I ate pussy before getting my first blow job or intercourse (there was a girl in college known for getting guys to go down on her, then kicking them out… I loved that). There’s just something about it that’s so hot to me, and my wife doesn’t seem to mind either.

Like a lot of women, my wife won’t let me go down on her if she’s feeling “not so fresh”. To be honest, it wouldn’t stop me. I would bury my face in there after she got home from the gym, if she would let me.

Because of her desire to be as clean as possible, I love the weekends where we do a full day of yard or house work. We work all day, without showering, and then look forward to getting all cleaned up and relaxing afterwards. I always try to have some excuse why I should shower first.

Because I’m already clean as a whistle when she gets out of her shower, I’ll grab her and throw her on the bed. She’ll know that I’ve planned this all along, because she’s always freshly shaved and groomed.