Strangers watched my husband and I make love on a Las Vegas balcony from feet away 😳💁🏻‍♀️ [FM]

My husband and I went to Vegas for a regular weekend back in the pre-covid era. We had a nice room at an upscale property, around the 30th floor with a nice balcony. We had a fun night out, going from a nice dinner and then to a club for a few hours of dancing. We eventually made it back to the room after a great time, still filled with a fun and flirty energy. We poured champagne and sat ourselves on the balcony; it was about 2:00 AM.

We chatted and were flirty, and we made out a bit there for about 15 minutes. Because it was a Saturday night, the hotel was pretty fully booked and we could hear several other people’s voices around on other balconies. There was a solid partition between each balcony though, so no one could see the other. Also, since we were over 30 stories up, we had a great view of the strip but people couldn’t see us in too much detail.

I gave my husband his first threesome during NNN [F] [FFM]

Sometime last year, my husband and I had been experimenting with some tease and denial and incorporating it into our sex life. We both thought it would be a huge challenge for him to do no-nut November (NNN) and he was really determined to succeed. We had already been playing for “locktober” here and there; however, to be honest, he wasn’t locked for the whole month. He asked me to help him be disciplined and to help enforce NNN.

The month started off great, we had some really intense teasing sessions and the pressure was really building for him over the first two weeks. I almost always control his orgasms, whether he’s locked or not, and he’s very good about only acting with permission. Hubby is a true switch and definitely can take the dominant role and please me well, but only when I allow him that privilege.

Hubby’s Biggest Humiliation 😳 True Story, Female Perspective, and Discussion [FM]

This is about my hubby’s most humiliating experience, one that he admitted to me and still drives him crazy. I’m going to write it from my perspective, but we’re here together composing it so we capture how he feels.

Several years be before he met me, my husband was in a long-term relationship with someone he met in college. They had a pretty solid relationship by all standards; however, the sex was very vanilla, mainly because he wasn’t confident enough to open up to her about his fantasies until about two years into the relationship. They had a long-distance relationship from about year-two on, and they lived about three hours from each other by train (in Europe at the time).