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Game Day Gangbang, Bukkake and Creampies Galore!

The night ended with me in the shower, sitting on the tile, letting the warm water cascade down my body rinsing me of the debauchery that was the day. My husband joined me in the shower, briefly, only to make sure I was okay. I was. It was just a lot. A lot of sex. A lot of cum. A lot of orgasms. A lot of every fucking thing. It was my first gangbang. And, just…holy fuck!

Last year we had a super bowl sex party of sorts. If you follow me, you know what happened, and it was hot as fuck. I was basically a free-use sex toy for my husband and his friends, but a girl was there too, so we all had fun. It turned into a giant orgy, well not too giant, just 5 guys and 2 girls, but still, which paved the way for our new swinger lifestyle, sex with others, non-monogamy blah blah blah. Well, after almost a year of fooling around with other people and branching out sexually, I wanted another sex party. But this time, I wanted to be more daring, and more, dominated. I also wanted to be the only girl. Mission fucking accomplished. Read more »

Shhh. Click. I Met a Man that Wasn’t My Husband. A Sexual First

I met a man. He is tall, though not as tall as my husband. Six feet, maybe? His hair is a dark shade of walnut, longer, but carefully groomed, and is newly clean-shaven. I knew all of this in advance, of course…I had seen his pictures. Before meeting him, I imagined he might have a particular smell, perhaps of a cologne I would recognize from a long ago lover, or of Malbec or coffee. I was wrong about that: He smelled and tasted of nothing but the night, and my own skin and tongue. Two hours after seeing his face for the first time, his wandering fingers were between my legs, searching for the lace panties I wasn’t wearing. Ooh, he whispers. What a surprise.

I reply quietly with a slow sigh, and bite my lip. His lip.

Shhh.

Click.

When thinking back about that night in the darkness, these are the sounds I hear in my searching mind.

Shhh. Click.

It is the sound of a childhood toy. A ViewMaster. Before virtual reality helmets, before the internet, the brick-orange magic glasses that transported me to places I only hoped to one day see in person. The Grand Canyon. The Eiffel Tower. Las Vegas. One tiny handheld vision of a blurry future, progressed to the next with a shhh, click. Read more »

Game Day Gangbang!

The night ended with me in the shower, sitting on the tile, letting the warm water cascade down my body rinsing me of the debauchery that was the day. My husband joined me in the shower, briefly, only to make sure I was okay. I was. It was just a lot. A lot of sex. A lot of cum. A lot of orgasms. A lot of every fucking thing. It was my first gangbang. And, just…holy fuck!

Last year we had a super bowl sex party of sorts. If you follow me, you know what happened, and it was hot as fuck. I was basically a free-use sex toy for my husband and his friends, but a girl was there too, so we all had fun. It turned into a giant orgy, well not too giant, just 5 guys and 2 girls, but still, which paved the way for our new swinger lifestyle, sex with others, non-monogamy blah blah blah. Well, after almost a year of fooling around with other people and branching out sexually, I wanted another sex party. But this time, I wanted to be more daring, and more, dominated. I also wanted to be the only girl. Mission fucking accomplished. Read more »

Our First Full Swap Led to Another Visit to the Sex Club, And…Well…lots of sex

I think what I liked more from the voyeur perspective was seeing Nicole’s face in my husband’s lap, her head bobbing up and down. I watched as he held her face and fucked it right in front of me. That’s something that I can’t do, and I’m glad he got to do that. My mouth is small, and my gag reflex is terrible. Still, I certainly do not mind licking and sucking a nice throbbing cock, but I am ill-equipped for face fucking. I’ve been told I make up for it by having a quite lovely pussy. Until now, I didn’t even know that was a thing. Thanks! I think?

Apparently, Steve loved my pretty little pink because the way he made out with my second set of lips was divine. My husband is very good at it, but Steve was, well, different. Everything was different. And hot. So many hot emotions ran through me all at once. It was difficult to process. And still is. But I know I was fucking turned on and cannot wait to do it again. We have a date this weekend, I think. Anyways, back to that night. I looked over at my husband and mouthed, “I love you,” while Steve’s face was buried between my legs. I spread them a little farther apart when I mouthed those words, teasing my husband. Sorry, this lifestyle is making me a naughty little minx. And this, just the first time in! Read more »

Bi Sexual Foursome; A Sexual First!

“God you’re going to make me cum,” I moaned as I bounced up and down on Ryan’s cock while looking down at his face, smiling. His hands held me tits from bouncing frantically, I love when he does that. I bucked my hips faster; his cock was touching the perfect spot inside me. I rarely cum from penetration, especially from my husband, but I wasn’t married to Ryan. I was married to John. And he was next to me, fucking Ryan’s wife missionary. My eyes moved from Ryan’s to Cassie’s. Her green eyes were striking, even in the dim light, and her face was writhing in orgasmic pleasure. My husband had her shoulders pinned to our bed as he moved in and out of her. Read more »

Becoming a Slut for My Hubby’s Friends

“Take it you fucking whore,” he screamed as he slapped my ass. My clothes weren’t even off and I had came more times than I could count.

“Give it to me,” I moaned. “Make me overflow with cum.”

He put his hand around the back of my neck and held me down as he impregnated me. His came way more than the other two. I’m sure it was dripping onto the floor, it had to be, but I didn’t give a fuck. He continued fucking me and came for what seemed like an eternity. He lifted my skirt up, exposing my gaping hole with a pool of white and took another picture with my phone. He showed me the creamy mess that the three of them made.

I grabbed the phone and sent it to my husband along with text, “I bet you didn’t cum this much with your little casino whore last night.” I followed it with a kissing emoji, a heart, and a devil.

“I’m going to go freshen up for round two, is that okay with you guys,” I asked.

“Of course,” Ryan replied. Jacob and Alex were still wiped out from the buckets of cum they emptied into me. Read more »