Older man takes my girlfriend on a date, Part 2 [MF] [M48, F24]

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Continued from Part 1

“You know, you could come with me some time,” he said. She was sat next to him, leaning in to hear his deep baritone over the chatter of the other patrons. His friend had saved good seats for them, their table was tucked away in a back corner of the dining room, allowing them just enough privacy to feel like they weren’t being stared at. Their age difference was obvious, and their body language too familiar to simply be friendly. People gossip in small towns, though she preferred not to think about that right now.

“I would really like that,” she replied. “But I don’t have any of my own gear, I’d have to rent or buy a lot of it.” He laughed.

“Don’t worry about that. Just bring a toothbrush, and a pair of comfortable walking shoes. I’ll take care of the rest.” She smiled at his offer, it really did sound fun. Mountain climbing in the Sierra Nevadas was something she had always wanted to do, but paying for a guide and equipment was expensive, and here this man was offering to take care of all of it. Apparently, he could even guide her himself.

Older man takes my girlfriend on a date [MF] [M48] [F24]

“Hey babe! My boss and a few coworkers are going out after work, we did really well during our sale and she’s taking us all out to celebrate. Are you okay eating dinner without me tonight?” Liz’s text lit up on my phone.

“Absolutely, have fun” I responded. They did this every so often, it was nothing unusual and honestly, I was tired and dirty after work, a night to myself sounded really nice. I showered, made myself a simple stir fry and settled in to watch a samurai film I’d been meaning to watch.

I must have dozed off, I was woken up by the door to our studio apartment closing as Liz walked in. I could smell her perfume as she sat on the bed, and kissed me as I sat up. “How was your night?” I asked. She unbuckled her heels, designer jeans hugging her thighs as she bent forward to take them off, and shrugged off the cardigan she was wearing over a tank top. Her long brown hair fell past her slender, athletic shoulders. “It was good, we finished way ahead of our goal and everyone was in a great mood.” She was smiling, but answered without looking directly at me, staring absently at the tv. Toshiro Mifune was onscreen, looking cool while thinking about something.

Waiting up [MF] [MF]

The first time my partner had sex with another guy was a pretty intense roller coaster of emotions for me. We’d recently opened up to playing with others, but aside from her making out with another guy while I was present, she had yet to do anything on her own. Then one day she told me that she’d been talking to a guy, and wanted to go on a date with him. It took me off guard a bit. I knew it was coming, but I still wasn’t sure how I’d handle it when the time came. And here it was.

I could tell she was excited, watching her text him and the things she said reminded me of when she and I had first started dating. The was an obvious sexual chemistry between the two of them, and after seeing pictures of him I knew they’d look hot together. She’s a petite alt/punk style girl with short colored hair, lots of tattoos, piercings, slim waist and a big butt. He was, by contrast, a personal trainer, and fairly type A. Tall, much taller than her, very fit, former collegiate athlete type. They flirted back and forth quite a bit, she was the one pushing things and she wasn’t subtle. They swapped pictures, but stopped short of nudes

Fair is fair: Her first time flying solo [mf] and [mf]

When was her last text?

I checked my phone. 15 minutes ago, but it felt like much longer. I put my phone down and tried to find something to distract me. Why was I so nervous? I knew why, but my heart and brain were wrestling, trying to reconcile their wants. My brain was freaking out. Anja and I had played with other girls before, even once with a couple we knew, although that time we hadn’t gotten past kissing and oral. We took turns making out with our cute girl friend, and then I had watched Anja crawled over to the boyfriend. I remember how small she looked as he wrapped her in his arms, palming her firm ass, and how much she seemed to enjoy the taste of someone new. It was the first time I had felt that strange headspace where jealousy becomes a powerful aphrodisiac, as my latent toxic masculinity wanted to scream, while my heart pumped blood into my throbbing erection like Pinocchios lying nose. But we hadn’t gone further that night. And now she was out, on her first ever solo date, and I was home, with a head full of anxiety and horny out of my freaking mind.

“No one fucks me like that anymore,” Part two of reclaiming my ex from her hippie boyfriend [MF]

Read the first part on my profile for context ^_^

She barely made it in the door before I had her bent over my couch, face buried between her asscheeks, eating her pussy and ass from behind. It had been a few weeks since the festival, Anja’s official reason for coming by was to pick up her half of the security deposit from our last apartment, I’d been holding it for her. But that was just an excuse, in reality we’d been planning one finishing what we’d started. And her bf knew, I know that because she gave him my number and he called me, apparently anxious that his girlfriend wanted permission to go have sex with her more muscular, bigger dicked, better looking ex (and humble too!). As you can imagine, that was one of the more painfully awkward things I’ve ever done, he ended the conversation with, “have fun I guess?” I guess he thought talking to me would make it easier for him to compute, though I’m not sure if it actually did.

Reclaiming my ex from her new hippie boyfriend [MF] [cuckold] [cheating] [part one]

I’m talkative, I like using lots of detail, and take a while to get to the point. The backstory is important to understanding the sex, so I recommend it. But if you’re horny, and just want smut, skip to the ***

It was hard seeing my ex at the festival, even though I knew in advance she’d be there. For a heartbeat I considered not going. Nah, fuck it. There’s a time for moving on, and missing out on the festival I’d already payed for wouldn’t make me feel better. So here I was, drunk, horny, watching my recent ex dance in a bodysuit I had bought for her, and about to go back to my tent solo. *sad violin music*

It was my fault, I really had no excuse to be feeling the way that I was. I cheated. Once upon a time, I was 20 years old and drunk at a party, and I noticed this older fox noticing me. Her french accent melted my brain, she was tiny, with a dancer’s body, and the fact that she was 15 years older than me only made her even more tempting. Did I mention she was french? What was I supposed to do? Probably not cheat on my girlfriend. But here we are. *I wrote about this in a previous story* I’ve had years to reflect on my poor behavior, and my ex has somehow found it in her heart to forgive me. She’s a better person than I could ever hope to be. But that’s not what this story is about, moving on!

Her fantasy, cum true [mfm] part II

“You can cum inside me, if you want”

From this angle, I could see how thick he was, her smooth, swollen pussy lips stretched around him as they slid in and out of each other. His bare cock glistened with her juices, white cream of her cum collecting around the base, running down to cover his balls. Her thick ass ? quivered as it bounced on him. He was becoming a lot more vocal, his moans turning into grunts of exertion, and he grabbed her hips, pushing and pulling her as his thrusting rose to a feverish pace. She cried out, voice breaking with how hard he was fucking her, telling him yes, cum inside me, I want it, I want your cum in my pussy, give it to me, give it to me please… and he pulled her down one last time, burying himself as deep inside her as he could, almost shouting, and I watched his balls contract, his shaft pulsing slightly as he filled her with his hot cum.

Her fantasy, cum true [mfm] [mfmf] part I

“Can I kiss him?”

Liza looked at me with excited and somewhat nervous eyes. We’d been planning this all week, sexual tension building through a series of text messages and dirty pictures exchanged between the two of them, and conversations whispered breathlessly between the two of us, as we ran hands over and inside of each other, fantasizing about how this night would go as we enacted our fantasy together. She looked incredible this night, makeup done just right, the collar I had placed on her before we set out framing her face just so. I smiled sweetly at her, winked, and gave her what I knew she wanted.

“Of course, babe”

She chuckled and kissed my cheek, before grabbing John’s hand and pulling him off to a secluded area of the party. As much as I wanted to watch, we had never done this together before, and I wanted to give them a few minutes to get to know each other. We were at a block party, with hundreds of college students flooding this neighborhood and dancing in the street, enjoying their last few hours of freedom, before the cops inevitably show up to remind them that they have school in the morning.

My girl’s fantasy (mfm)

I want to choke you with my cock, forcing it down your throat, as some cute boy that we’ve picked up fucks you hard from behind.

I want to watch you pick one that you think is hot out of a crowd, maybe at a club, or a bar, and point him out to me. I want to give you my permission, and watch as you approach him, and dance together. I want to watch you rub yourself on him, tease him, reel him in with your body, until he can’t think about anything but you, and more of you. I’ll join both of you then, and the three of us will dance with you between us, hands all over, until one of us makes the decision to take this elsewhere.

I want to watch you kiss him, standing, as I come up behind you and nibble the back of your neck, slowly peeling your shirt up to play with your nipples with one hand, and slide my other down the front of your pants, feeling how wet you already are as I begin to play with your clit. I want to hear you moaning into his mouth and grab onto him harder, while I pull your clothes off and then pull you onto the bed

My [m] gf [f] is at a shibari photo shoot right now

My 20 year old gf is at a shibari (rope bondage) photo shoot right now, a good friend of mine is the photographer. It’s nude, she just got her pussy freshly waxed a few days ago. No sex is on the agenda, but I’ll definitely be fucking her when she gets home ;) will update when I get details. I can’t promise pictures, sorry to be a tease.