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[MF] Her last virginity

As long as I’ve known Elizabeth, she’s been an extremely sexual creature, with one exception: she has never allowed anyone to go down on her. She calls it “her last virginity”, and clings to it like a thing of pride. So naturally, I had to taste her.

Jenny has been extremely supportive of having Elizabeth around as a playmate. Jenny enjoys hearing the details of my evenings with Liz, which I generally relay to her when I’m taking Jenny from behind, leaning forward to whisper details in her ear.

(“Is it bad that I’m really turned on by knowing you fuck her?” She asked one night, our bodies curled together, my cum slowly dripping out of her. “I like knowing that she gets a small taste of what I can have whenever I want”.)

So when Elizabeth asked if she could join me during the afternoon one weekend, Jenny was completely okay with it.

Liz called me before she came and reported that she had a flat tire. I drove to the other side of town and helped her change it. Working the jack, I looked up at her and jokingly said “well, you know this means you have to let me go down on you now.” Read more »

Taking her on the office floor [mf] [cheating]

I will never be Ted Mosby. At no point will I ever be able to sit down and tell my kids the story of how I met their mother.

I was in a relationship when Jenny walked into my life. A sad, dying relationship that I was out of long before I realized it.

I had just transferred to a new office with my company, a small satellite office on the edge of town with maybe a dozen employees. In making the rounds, I was introduced to Jenny. Five foot nothing, impossibly curvy, and wearing a dress that left just enough to the imagination to force it into overdrive. I shook her hand, looked her in the eye, and thought “well, fuck. My relationship is over.”

I tried to be good. I did. But then she made the first move. At the end of a workday, she entered the office where I was sitting. She placed her hands on my knees, leaned in, and kissed me. On the way out the door, she turned and flashed me a smile. Read more »

[MFF] A Collaboration Based Approach to Sex (part 2)

At the end of my last installment, my girlfriend left me sitting with a throbbing erection, a beautiful woman wearing nothing but a pair of panties, and a green-light to do what I wanted. Elizabeth summed my situation up very well: “You are a lucky, lucky man.”

Liz and I talked for a few moments with the gulf of space between the bed and the chair in which she sat looming between us. I beckoned her to the bed.

“What are you going to do,” she asked, moving slowly toward me.

“You’re nervous, aren’t you?” I asked her. She nodded.

“What if we make this into a bunch of little decisions instead of one big one?” I asked, “For example. Why don’t you take your panties off? That’s not committing to anything.”

She bent down, removed her black lace panties, and placed them on the nightstand before sliding into bed with me. I pulled her close so she could feel the heat rolling off my erection and kissed her.

“Can you taste Jenny on my lips?” I asked her. Liz has recently discovered that she is also attracted to women. Read more »