Rebound sex [FM]

I’m in that wallowing stage of a breakup. I can’t really bring myself to be excited about anyone new.

An old fwb is conveniently single now too. We go out for drinks on a rooftop bar. I can tell he’s trying hard not to look at my cleavage.

I give him a coy look and say, “It’s okay. You can look.”

He laughs and says, “I was trying really hard not to.”

“I could tell,” I laugh. We slip into a familiar place.

The last time we talked, he told me pretty arubtly that he had gone on a couple dates with someone and needed to stop sleeping with me to see where that went. The night comes to a point where I think he wants to clear the air about it.

“This might sound weird, but I don’t think having sex with you is good for me.”

I gave him a confused look.

“I just knew that having really good sex with you would get in the way of me really connecting with someone else.”

Part of me is a little flattered. “I respect that. And now?”

My Husband Almost Cried While Getting Deepthroated [FM]

I’ve been MIA for sometime now and that’s because my husband and I are visiting family and staying separately. Sex for the last three weeks is sneaking around our parents even though we’re adults and married. But it’s still fun and the thrill of getting caught, makes us so horny.

Today, we were lucky enough to sneak away for a staycation for a couple days. We do hotel staycations once every month to keep our lives spicy. Before today, the last time we had a sex (I mean a quickie lasting 10 minutes) was three days ago and in our time, that’s a dry spell. All this time we have been sexting and talking about every little dirty thing we were going to do to each other today.
Long steamy story ahead, so grab a drink or joint!

We checked in early at 11.30 am. I went in for a shower while my husband rolled us some joints. My husband followed next. Our room’s bathroom was made of glass, so you could see in from the outside. There was a curtain keeping things modest, but when my husband went in for a shower, he rolled up the curtain and gave me a nice show. He stroked his thick cock, slowly and stared at me. He turned around and pressed his butt against the steamy glass. After he was done showering, we ordered food and smoked a joint. Weed’s “illegal” where we are currently, so this is only the third time we’re having sex while high.

My husband is oblivious as to why he randomly gets head when we go out [MF]

I have a jealousy kink. In my youth this was somewhat unhealthy, but as I’ve gotten older I’ve found a fun way to channel it…

My husband is more attractive than me. I don’t write that because I’m insecure but rather because I’m so secure I don’t give a fuck.

Plus, I won.

He’s not totally unaware to how attractive he is, but he’s just generally a humble and unassuming dude. He gets hit on a lot though. It’s almost constant if I’m not directly beside him.

So this magical pattern happens when we go out: (1) I generally leave him to go talk to folks because I’m a little too outgoing, (2) a woman WILL start hitting on him while he believes he is making a new friend, (3) I will revel in delicious jealousy, (4) he will call me over to meet his super cool new friend, (5) I will see her face fall, and (6) I will fuck him silly at the end of the evening.

The time I was gangbanged by a group of older men. [FM]

I met the 4 of them at a bar one early afternoon when one of them bought me a drink. We got to talking and I learned they were all long time friends and were in the navy together. They were all in good shape and in their early 50s and eventually they took me back to one of the guys’ house.

The whole way there one of the guys was fingering me in the backseat, so when we got there I was already soaked through my panties. They took me to the spare bedroom and we were all mostly naked by the time we got into the room.

I laid down on the bed with my head hanging off upside down and they took turns using my throat. The largest one was maybe about 8 inches with the rest being 5-7 inches. They fucked my throat like it was a fleshlight, totally ignoring my need for air and the gagging noises I was making the whole time.

One of them finished in my throat, which I happily swallowed. Then they spun me around and started taking turns fucking me in my ass and pussy, eventually one of them got underneath me and I got fucked in both my pussy and ass while sucking one of the other guys off.

[M]y late best friend wrote my sexual bucket list and I finished it [MFF](PART 6 The Finale)

Alright! You made it through to the finale! Im so glad I journaled alot of this so I could put it all into one collective recounting of this amazing time in my life. You guys are awesome and I definitely plan to share some of the tales of mischief Sam and I used to get into aswell, but first let’s finish this one out.

So when we left of I had been playing the FWB milk man to my bi besties, Sara and Kaley, for a little over a month. We had all gone on a camping trip with friends that soon turned to gonewild with the help of some mild hallucinogenic fungi, beer, and a whole lot of sexual tension. Unfortunately we couldn’t seal the deal without the other campers interrupting. Sara had approached me with a proposition that would finally help me complete my bucket list challenge from Sam.

The rest of the day after the camping trip I spent cleaning my house, composing playlists, watching my phone, and succumbing to rabid bouts of masterbation. I mostly edged myself seeing just how far I could take it before I couldn’t stand it anymore. It was almost evening by the time I got a call from Kaley.

I slept with three guys in the same day [F]19

I’m 19 years old, 5’8 athletic build. This happened early this year. I was out on a Friday night with my friends when I met a guy i really vibed with and was a bit horny. He was a 22 year old white guy probably 6’0. Ended up at his place with a drunk creampie, we went round 2 on Saturday morning.
Later that afternoon I was hanging out with a fwb of mine, he’s 28, 6’5 rugby player. Just chilling out at his place getting ready for a party later when he decided to join me in the shower. He’s a big guy and was really rough which I love but left me tender and with a facial.
I definitely didn’t plan on anything else happening at the party but of course for the first time in his life the guy I had a major crush on (24) decided he wanted me that night. Me being a drunk idiot I said yes and he came back to my place. I’m quite confident it wasn’t my best performance as I was really sore (thank god for lube).

When I got safeworded [FM]

I rarely write about times I had to use safe words, even though I assure you they are used freely and without hesitation. If I don’t like something, my partner will know.

I don’t write about them because I like to write about stories I find sexy so I usually cut those parts out of scenes. There are a lot of things I choose to share, but some things make sense to naturally hold back on because it’s not necessary to the story.

This one seems important to write, even if I have gone back and forth about posting

One day a minor traumatic thing happened to me at work. This was before I went to therapy and bottled shit up, so I quickly put it into a box and shut down like the emotionally stunted pro I was.

The issue is my partner could read me really well.

*Fun fact: I’ve never had good rough sex with someone where we didn’t bond really, really hard. Even if we didn’t fall in love, we fell into something else because it takes a lot to reach that level of trust.*

Our friend, a doctor [F] helped me [M] get my wife [F] pregnant.

“It’s not scientifically or medically correct but it could work.”

Rachel was always a bright, bold guest in our house. My wife Jen and I have dinner with her about four or five times a year. Rachel knew that Jen and I had been trying to get pregnant for months to no avail. Jen was always giving Rachel status updates and test results on the phone. We had known Rachel long before she became a Urologist. She was apparently interested in helping us figure out our fertility. From what I understand, almost none of Rachel’s actual work has to do with male fertility, but she was interested in the topic.

We first met Rachel in college at VCU. Her and Jen both joined the same sorority, and the three of us spent a lot of time together. I specifically remember one summer, when we all agreed to sublease an apartment for a couple months together.

That summer, I learned how much Rachel just straight up loves sex. She loves talking about it, having it and was genuinely interested in all of her friend’s sex lives. Kind of intense, but being “Sex Positive” has it’s benefits. Despite this, she’s pretty conservative with her own dating life. Not that it’s any of my business.

[FM] Came hands free blowing my BF

BF said this may be enjoyed here.

The other day, after we were done fucking, and I had cum 13 times, my man was exhausted, so I told him to lay back and I’ll give him a really nice blow job. So I started sucking him off, and I handcuffed him to the headboard. I started getting a little aggressive with his balls the way he likes. He told me that he wanted me to think about how powerful I was at that exact moment and how weak he was in my hands, completely helpless. When I’m really horny, I can cum without touching my pussy. He told me he wanted me to think about all that power and cum for him thinking about it while squeezing his big balls. It made me cum super hard.

I think I may have gotten a little carried away, his balls have never hurt so bad. Ooops…😈

[MF] I (47M) hired my reality TV crush (22F) for a two-week sex vacation

I’m divorced, wealthy, and willing to spend money to fulfill my sexual fantasies.

I’ve been crushing on a certain reality show contestant for about a year now. She 22 with a fun attitude and an absolutely incredible body. She’s not a household name, and she wasn’t even on the show for very long, but she did make a splash as a “troublemaker”.
I fell in love with her body and her attitude.

Of course she has an agent now, so I contact her agency with a (generous) offer for a two-week private photoshoot somewhere sandy and nice. That gets her attention and we do a video call to discuss details. She already knows what’s up, but I make my expectations for the arrangement crystal clear. She agrees.

A month later I’m on vacation with her, living large in a deluxe beachfront suite and having sex a few times per day—in the bed, in the hot tub, on the beach at night, everywhere. When we’re not fucking, she’s on my arm, dining across from me, or laying out on the beach next next to me in a ridiculously revealing bikini, vape pen in hand and a big grin on her face.