GF takes [M]y fetish to the next level

I’ve always been pretty obsessed with handjobs. Yes this is a handjob story and if you’re thinking that’s pretty lame, I would strongly suggest to reconsider as they have been responsible for some of the wildest orgasms if done right. Sure, I would be the first to admit that the bad ones where the girl just moves her hand up and down rhythmically can be somewhat off putting especially for most of us where this was our first sexual experience. However if you can find someone willing to change it up, switch up with various techniques, edging and taking her time, it can truly be a spiritual experience. After all, hands offer the most control and specific spots can be focused on or ignored to give the best teasing experience which can be rewarded with the most explosive orgasms.

My current girlfriend, Liz was not too different from most. We do have sex regularly but during her time of the month, I’ve more than on one occasion requested a handjob from her and she has always been eager to follow my lead on how to do it the way I like it (this can vary from person to person). But I have been fortunate enough that over time, she has learnt to read signals from my body and became extremely adept at knowing just how to trigger my hot spots and prolong the climax.

Hot Sticky Fun [MFF]

For most of my life my circle of friends has included surfers, beach bums, and assorted hipster types whom I had shared interests with; mainly partying and competing for women. One Summer my buddy D and I rented a pool house in a seedy part of the city which included a three story townhouse, pool, and pool house. Over the course of the season we had bigger and crazier parties as we developed a routine that included meeting girls on the beach, getting their number, and inviting them back to the townhouse to drink and go swimming.

This one time, walking down the beach I met three girls named F, S, and P. Fresh in from Chile they were looking to explore the city and see all the fun there was to have. As I chatted them up my buddy D came up (he works nearby so was always around) and told them about our pool house and how they were invited to meet more of the locals at a party that very night. I must confess we only had the party since we met the girls but any excuse to drink had full approval from the rest of our rowdy bunch so a party was happening.

My wife was desperate to get fucked at work [mf]

This past week, we posted quite a few 🥵 pictures of my wife on Reddit. Comments had her dripping 💦and she was grooling constantly at work. Her desire to get fucked was insane. In fact, one day she sent me a text and said if I didn’t come to work and fuck her, then she would have some fun with her co-worker [female], without letting me watch.

I, of course, responded that I was on my way. While taking off from work and heading over, she is constantly sending pictures of her gorgeous pussy full of juices and her fingers, even a video of her feeding herself that juicy nectar🥵.

As I arrive, I am of course rock hard. Speaking politely to many of her co-workers, I ease towards her office. On her door, she has a note “meeting in progress, do not enter”.

I open the door, I have a key, and she is completely naked sitting in her chair, laid back, with her legs spread wide open elevated on her desk. Two fingers from her left hand were deep inside her juicy pussy while she was using a finger on her right hand to rub the outside.

Did I tell you about the time I was a [M]ale hooker? #TrueStory #Oklahoma

Okay. So if you’ve already read my other two posts you already know that I was in the Marine Corps. This story fits in between the two stories already posted to my profile.

After I worked at the 7-Eleven (and the Chi-Chi’s Mexican Restaurant, and the American Airlines counter) in my college town, I ran out of money and joined the military. After a few years in the Marines and taking an early out to go back to school, I took a job as a waiter at a local sports bar/restaurant. During the daylight hours and up until about 10pm the place operated as a sports themed family restaurant with a full bar and menu. At 10pm however, the DJ got to spinning and the place turned into a dance club.

I worked about 6 months before I started to gain a list of regular customers. Being that I worked both the day and evening shifts, my frequent flyers ranged from older couples to young families, to a number of single women. As a single guy myself, I certainly took no issue with the ladies, and there was one in particular that I had developed quite a flirty friendship with.

[F24] Covered in cum at the beach [FM]

Last summer I went on vacation to Mykonos with a bunch of friends and we all rented this really big house next to Ornos Beach. The Covid restrictions were finally easing and this was our first trip of the year.

Unfortunately when we were there (middle of June) there were still some restrictions, the major ones being that no music was allowed at the taverns and most clubs weren’t open or had to close early.

So we couldn’t go party as much as we wanted and no dancing either. So we spent much of the time on the beach. We tried several beaches but the big ones like Psarou didn’t allow you to rent a beach chair if you weren’t staying at the hotels there near the beach. You were allowed to stay on the sand but it was a smaller area and very crowded.

My friends had no problem with it but I prefer not being so close to dozens of other people (especially drunk loud ones).

I fucked my neighbours wife’s ass [MF]

So we previously had two foot fetish encounters before this:

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/FootFetishTalks/comments/r659cg/i_sucked_neighbours_wifes_toes/

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/FootFetishTalks/comments/r9gdaf/i_sucked_my_neighbours_wifes_toes_part_2/

So I hadn’t seen Vida for a while and I had been thinking about her. Eventually, I saw her when she was coming down the stairs as I was about to leave the building. We had a quick chat but didn’t discuss anything that had happened between us weeks ago. However, at the end I did let her know she can come and see me anytime.

A few days go by and it’s a Saturday afternoon. I hear a knock at my door and I was full of hope that it was her. I open the door and IS her. But to my surprise, she is wearing a silk robe. I assumed her husband is far far away from home because this was incredibly risky. She was barefoot again but even as guy with a foot fetish, I was more concerned with what was under this robe.

[M]y only time being [F]orced

When I played community college football I felt like I was on top of the world. I had been honorable mention all conference and played well in our postseason bowl game. I had my first serious post high school girlfriend, I was getting offers to play D1 football. Life was good.

I met Amber online, where else right, and it turned out we had gone to rival high schools. We actually beat them my senior year. She had been athlete too, she swam and was a distance runner. She went to our local university while I was at community college. Well I didn’t know her that well and being away from her parents she slowly became a barely functioning alcoholic. Like waking up and downing shots of vodka for breakfast. She was probably one of the most insecure women I ever spent time with. In addition she could be a very mean drunk too. We had a very nasty breakup, and it was one of the few times I ever got onto a fistfight with somebody, not her.

(20f) Being free use for the guy i hate getting tricky [FM]

For a few days now I’ve let this guy I hate use me however he wants without him knowing it’s free use.
My bf knows about it and supports what a slut I am.
But I think this guy has caught on to it completely now. Yesterday was busy with him texting me early what I was doing. I told him I was getting ready for a workout. Ofc he asked for a pic of my tits. I told him I was in the changing room but he didn’t really care so when I had the opportunity I took a pic for him. And then went out and met with my bf and worked out together. He kept telling me how much he loved my tits and that he couldn’t wait till I was worshipping his big cock again. My bf noticed me rolling my eyes in disgust and I had to explain to him why.
“Well I know we hate him but you must enjoy it since you keep going back”

No honey. I’m just a slut who loves the humiliation of it all.

My boyfriend (now husband) watched me and my friend kissing and grinding on a group of guys before leaving with them [mf]

Day 6 of my 7 days of stories! Sorry to those who think I’m spamming.

I’m 37 now husband is 39 but this happened way back when I was 19 and he was 21.

If you go through my previous posts you’ll see one about the time I first “cheated” on my boyfriend. This happened about two months later.

There was a UK Garage night at Gatecrasher in Sheffield, a city about 40 miles away from us, and we had decided this would be a perfect opportunity for us to do something he had fantasised about, watch me flirt and dance with other men without us getting caught by anyone we know. I had a friend who knew what we were in to (we are still secretive about it now and I’d say only 10 friends know even though we’ve been doing it for 20 years) and we invited her and told her what was happening, going to a great night out plus I had free rein to do whatever I pleased. She was up for it so we booked it.
My boyfriend drove us up there and in the car there was a real sense of excitement. We couldn’t stop grabbing each other thighs and looking at each other smiling and me and my friend were already drinking getting ready for the night out.
We got to the hotel and all three of us had separate rooms in case I got lucky so I had a separate room to have sex in. Me and my husband had sex as soon as we got there and then got ready for our night out.

[MF] Holding the Moan (or not) on vacay

In my very early twenties a bunch of us took a road trip to the beach, I was one of seven girls with five guys, all piled into hotel rooms and just sleeping wherever. Mostly it was all casual relationships, although I had been dating (and sleeping with) one of the guys, Barry. So it was a given, pretty much, that Barry and I were a couple, even though we had only slept together four or five times by the time we took this trip. Twelve of us then piled into three rooms and five beds, four doubles and a king, plus other people we met would come and hang out … we were all strapped for cash and we just made do, when the maid complained to the desk clerk we took up a collection to bribe them both so they wouldn’t turn us in to the hotel management LOL.

The first night was after the long drive, we were all exhausted. Barry and I slept on the floor, letting others take the beds, and we did play around a little with our hands but that was it — anything more would’ve made noise and maybe been obvious.