Experimenting with CNC [MF]

A couple of y’all asked me about this because I’ve mentioned I’ve been into CNC. I will deliver because I’ve had some great consensual non-consensual sex, but I am not going to do it without a few healthy disclaimers and advice.

First off, do not jump into this. CNC takes more than your average safe words and signals. It requires more than just trusting your partner. It can bring up shit on both sides. The first time my partner and I really got into it, it actually deeply affected him more than me. Make an aftercare plan.

So I dated a guy for a while and then we moved to different places. We’d regularly Skype or sext for years after and sometimes visit each other. Bro, we had some weird ass sex that got rough. I dare say we were pretty close to CNC during some of our sessions. We got even fucking weirder when we weren’t in person.

*Which is natural. It’s much easier to write kinky things out. Some of it got so weird though I really can’t even write it on here. I tried and I just could not put it in a context that doesn’t make us sound like psychopaths.*

Fucking Awesome Cruise [MF] [MFF] [FMMM] [Orgy FFFFFFFMMMMM]

The 1990 Sydney to Hobart yacht race was memorable for a number of reasons. Rothmans took line honours only to be stripped for breaching advertising rules and I got to experience my first orgy aged only 19.

A mate of mine from university knew people connected with one of the boats in the race. He’d grown up around boats, was a few years older than me, and had gotten himself a gig crewing one of the yachts on its return to home port following the race. He got to choose his crew for the homeward voyage. 

We decided we wanted to be in Hobart for the end of the race to take part in the post race festivities and after the resupply repair and refuel set off for home port on or just after New Years Day. 

My mate, Mitch, had plenty of ocean sailing experience and the boat could be crewed by 5 fairly readily. The boat would accommodate 10 comfortably and had safety gear enough for 14 so with the crew of 5 decided (including me; I had no deep water sailing but plenty of time inshore) Mitch decided that it would be good to spend our time in Hobart looking for appropriate ancillary crew to accompany us back up the coast. 

The time I [M] slept with the sleep tech [F]

This story is a few years old now. Little preface I at the time was 32, I had started to be tired all the time, no matter how much sleep I had gotten the night before, and decided to get checked out. My doctor suggests having a sleep study done, and I get everything set up. I arrive as ordered to the sleep clinic right before 8pm. I go to the desk and I’m greeted by a sleep tech. I notice her name is Stacy, and we exchange pleasantries. She is nice enough and she kind of walks me through what’s going to happen.

I immediately notice her 20 something curvy body and white smile, long glowing blonde hair, she is around 5’5, a decent medium sized chest, but some thick thighs. I’m following her to the room where I’ll be sleeping for the night and can’t help but watch her plump ass as she walks. I can even see the outline of a thong through her scrubs. We arrive at the room, and she informs me of what time I’ll be attempting to sleep and asking all the questions she has to ask. It had to be blatantly obvious that I was staring, plus she had this wonderful smell to her.

[MF] My best friend and I Pt.1

Emma and I have known each other since we were about 8 or 9. We grew up on the same street together and went to school together until our sophomore year of HS. To this day she’s probably my closest friend.

Now a little background on Emma, she was always kinda “tall for a girl”,very much a tomboy, and well had a reputation for being pretty mean lol. Most people would probably say she was pretty attractive and had a nice body, but they’d always jump back to the fact that she was a total bitch.

After high school Emma and I went to different colleges, they weren’t exactly far from each but not so close that we could hang out as much as we’re accustomed to. Which meant that we spent countless hours on the phone or FT.

One night the topic of conversation was sleeping in socks, I held & still do that sleeping in socks makes you a psychopath. Emma, a pyschopath who wears socks to sleep flipped her camera to show me that she wears socks to bed. When flipping the camera around Em’ had not only shown me her socks, but had shown me that she wasn’t wearing any pants and only had on a pair of underwear. I cracked a joke at her expense, telling her that she was weird and then told her thank you because I didn’t have to go on porn hub later.

My second (and slightly more successful) time with an even sexier escort [MF]

This happened a few months after my first escort experience. (Check out my earlier post for context). I was determined to give it another go and not ejaculate early… twice. At first I thought I was set on seeing the same girl again. I knew we got along well and I knew how hot she was. It seemed like the obvious move. But then one day I stumbled across the profile of a girl who against all odds looked even sexier. I was entranced. She was slightly more expensive but I just had to see her. She was also blonde, tan and beautiful but her body was just insane. It’s hard to describe what exactly set her apart from the other girl. She just had an unbelievable sex appeal about her.

So I waited for a good time to open up on my schedule and I promptly messaged her and booked her for a one hour incall. For some reason I was even more nervous and excited than the first time. When the day arrived I felt anxious all the way leading up to it.

I, 39 [M], have been fucking my neighbors daughter [F]

This all started a couple of months ago when my neighbors had to go out of town for a family emergency, left their daughter home, and asked me to look after things for a few days. I’ve been friends with them for many, many years so it was no problem.

One night I told her I was cooking dinner and if she wanted to come over she could since I knew she was home alone. I had absolutely no ill intentions, I just knew she was alone and maybe wanted a meal. She agreed and when she showed up she was dressed very suggestively. All night I was getting some weird vibes from her and she was definitely trying to flirt with me. At the time I thought I was just making things up in my head. After dinner she mentioned that she was going back home, stood up, thanked me for dinner, and out of nowhere kissed me. I was so shocked, and a bit aroused by it, so despite my better judgement I kissed back.

Before I knew it she was in my bed and I was fucking her. The sex was absolutely incredible. We had sex a few more time before her parents got home and since then she’s been sneaking over a few times a week.

Paid the taxi like a slut [FM]

This is a long time ago now, so the details aren’t all there anymore but anyway. I was 18 and had been out with two of my girls one night. We had been drinking and I was pretty wasted. So, we had no money and were heading home (1 hour walk, so we tried to hitchhike). We had walked maybe half a kilometer when this taxi is coming out from a parking lot were passing. The driver has to exit the car to close a gate behind him and he is kinda handsome. Much older than us, but…. yeah. I immediately asks is he can drive us home that night and maybe I can pay him in some special way. He says no but I can pay him a few days later. I agree. I did try to put my hands on his pants as we were driving home, but he just smiled and removed my hand every time. Nothing too slutty here.

The time I found a glowstick in my bra [MF]

(*I’ve been a long time lurker of this sub and I know this story will be super tame compared to what else is shared. I was a late bloomer and actually didn’t lose my virginity until grad school about a year later after this story takes place. So just as a heads up, there’s no sex. But I was still open to other things :;))

I don’t think anyone is ever a grown up. We’re just faking it until we make it. And that’s what my experience in grad school was like. We tried to present ourselves as mature people seeking a higher education. But at our core we were just really high schoolers allowed to legally buy alcohol. This event happened over 10 years ago during my first year at grad school.

My friend Katie and her roommates threw a highlighter party at their house. For the young people out there, everyone would wear white t-shirts and throughout the night partygoers would write or draw on each other with different colored highlighters. Add in blacklights, glowsticks, etc. and you get our best impression of what a rave is like. As with all grad school parties, there were copious amounts of alcohol involved.

[M]et my long time crush and [F]inally got to fuck part 2

u/green_eyed_siren78 and I had been going at it for a while and we’re fairly out of breath and I realized I forgot about the ice we had discussed during our text conversations. I haphazardly got dressed, went down the hall and filled the ice bucket, and then hurried back, stripping down as soon as I was back in the room. I sat down next to her, admiring her curves, and took an ice cube in my mouth I traced her neck down to her full tits with the ice alternating between cold ice and my warm tongue. My hands feeling her body the whole time I ran my hands up her thighs, brushing against her soft lips making her flinch as the alternating cold and warm sensation made her body tingle. I slowly worked my way down again, ice melting and dripping onto her as she arched her back, begging for me to lick her pussy. I slid my face down to her and paused slightly just to torture her even more. Then when she couldn’t take anymore, I fully engulfed her pussy with my mouth, letting the ice brush against her clit as my tongue swirled around. Almost immediately, her legs started to shake as she held my head against her and rocked her hips against me. I could hear her alternating between holding her breath, gasping for air, and moaning loud enough for the rest of the hall to hear. I fucked her with my fingers as I continued to suck and lick making her squirm and buck against my face. When her body finally stopped convulsing she looked down at me and told me to get on my back.

I bet my best friend $100 our waiter wanted me [MF]

I finally have a recent story I can write!

A group of my girlfriends went to Vegas recently for a mini vacation. It’s been a while since we went all out and we got a little crazy.

I also just made the decision to dress VERY slutty all weekend. I basically bought a new wardrobe for the occasion. On one particular night I was skin tight leather pants and a top that couldnt quite be described as a “shirt.” It was more of a play on a shirt.

I looked good. I was cold AF but it was worth it.

We went out to dinner and our waiter was CRAZY hot and was 100% flirting with me.

*Funny enough: he kind of looked like my husband.*

My best friend made a comment about how men in Vegas really know how to get tips by flirting and I whole-heartedly disagreed.

“I don’t think he’s just flirting for a tip. That dude is into me.”

My friend laughed and was like, “He’s flirting with every table!”

“Nope, this dude wants me.”