[F] Convinced my future husband to share me with a friend

So this actually happened this past Monday. A few hours before I had to clock in at Taböö for work I talked with my fiancé Ben about how I’ve been getting alot of messages on Reddit from guys that have been wanting to meet up. I already said I won’t do meetups but I told Ben it would be hot if I was able to fuck another guy (someone we both know) with his blessing.

So he decided okay, but on one condition: He wants to join in occasionally which was fine with me. So we both agreed to call up a friend of his (lets call him AJ) that finds me hot and told him about what I wanted. And lemme tell you in no time at all did AJ show up at our house and after getting over a bit of the nervousness since this is the first time we’ve all done something like this things got naughty fast.

I ordered room service and I got some good service [MF] & [FMF]

I had previously shared stories of when I was in college and had a sugar daddy. From time to time, he would ‘lend’ me out to friends of his; sometimes he would come along or other times it would be just me and his friend or friends. One friend who joined us frequently was a lady named Anne. She was the same age as my sugar daddy – mid-40s – and her job brought her often into town, and we would almost always play with her.

One summer, my sugar daddy called me and said he was sending me to Boston because Anne was finishing up some international fair and then taking a little break. She invited him and me over so she could relax and have some fun. But since he was busy with work, he sent me ahead and would join us later.

Anne worked in the hospitality industry. Though work is an understatement – she either owned a couple of hotels or was on the board of a company that owned hotels, I don’t remember exactly. I flew by plane and was chauffeured to a hotel she owned and went up to a five-star suite. That Anne had planned for an exciting time was evident – there was a small suitcase of toys; everything from vibrators, dildos, strap-ons, restraints and everything that promised a good time. A small bowl on the bedside table was filled with condoms.

[MF] [kink] [Fsub] Physical punishment after self inflicted injury

(tw for mention of suicide, abuse and in general dark themes. Don’t worry though because everything here is safe sane and consensual even though it’s admittedly screwed up.)

When I was almost 21 I left a toxic family for good. I started seeing someone (26m) and when we started having sex it became a D/s dynamic in the bedroom. After having to fight my entire life, it felt good to be able to trust someone and willingly submit.

Late night viewing party [MF]

There were two women who lived across the courtyard from me in my apartment. They were both hot, both were trainers…and sold weed. I hadn’t smoked before and my experience was limited but the stuff was apparently really, really good at the price they sold it for. One woman was blonde, toned, perky tits and a firm ass. The other was half Korean, also toned, slightly bigger tits and rounder ass.

One night I was sitting on my balcony after work so close to 3:30. I left my lights out and enjoyed the peace and quiet when their lights turned on. The blonde was in a robe and the other wearing nothing but a garter and midthighs. They opened the door and three hulking dudes walked in with four duffel bags. They sat down the bags and pulled out bricks of weed and the woman in the robe handed over cash.

The woman in midthighs took one guy to the couch and started sucking his cock. The blonde took another guy into her room and fucked him while the third guy counted the money. Over the next hour both women sucked and fucked all three guys. A couple of weeks later the same thing happened. Guess we were getting subsidized weed all the while

[MF] How I fucked my hair stylist after knowing her for 6 years.

I am a 25 year old male that just recently got done with college. For 6 years I lived in an apartment building with a small hair salon at the ground floor. Ivy the 32 year old female protagonist of this story works in that hair salon. She is 5 foot and 6 inches tall, a natural blonde often changing her hair style because well, she is a hair stylist. She was insanely fit for a woman that didn’t workout much per her words, and I swear people would just go get a haircut to stare at her ass, it really was that irresistible. Oh and she had a kid, so I guess that made her a MILF.

This happened in August of this year but I’m going to give an intro. If you’re not interested in the backstory, skip ahead a bit to get to the sexy part. Hope you enjoy the story.

[F] Big Guy – Little Slut in a wild fuck

I love guys who are lots taller than me and strong so they can lift me off the floor for sex. Not that it’s really hard. I’m a total spinner – short and light. I had a date with a new guy like that this weekend.
Another girl called me early in the morning to tell me that Ben was going to call me, which he did like an hour or so later and we set up a date for later that day. I had been at a party the night before and he had seen me and asked my girlfriend about me.

I met him at the door in a tiny skirt and bikini top.  Ben is 6’3″ and really strong. He picked me right up off the floor and we stood in the door kissing. He said, “I so wanted to try you out as soon as I saw you.”

“Why didn’t you?” I asked between kisses.

“I was already taking Tracey home,” he said, “but she told me all about you while I fucked her. I had heard about you before that, but I had never seen you.”

Some new little adventure 32[F]

I am writing this on emotions, so this time it’s short)
I needed to fly on a business trip. Long boring flight on a crowded plane. I hate such flights, but I really like to play with myself. To be sneaky, I chose Kegel balls for my games. The most that is noticeable to others is how I fidget in my chair while they roll over in me. Deciding to tease myself even more, I put on a skirt. Well, you know, when you want to touch it, but you can’t (I broke this rule … who would doubt it). As a smart (well, of course … rather too horny) girl, I put a pair of fresh panties in my purse. As a result, during the entire flight, I brought myself to a edge, ran to the toilet, masturbated and changed my panties … When we landed, I looked like I had been fucked well. And by the way, I naturally could not restrain myself and my panties were also wet. A bus took us from the plane to the airport (I hate that !!!). And then it was time for goodbye pranks, since I was one of the last to get on the bus, then I stood at the door. When the doors closed, I unnoticed by the majority (probably) lifted my skirt a little behind and pressed my ass against the glass. Pretending that I had dropped something, I bent my back until I felt the cold glass on my wet lips. I bet that boy at the airport who saw this short show would have given a lot to lick off that little wet speck on the glass. I smiled, straightened up, and my crazy mind continued to fantasize … oh, if someone climbed to paw me on that bus, I would hardly have resisted)
So sorry for many words and my bad english)

Sunday Funday [MF]

It was supposed to be a busy day for us running errands and getting ready for Christmas. We did a few things then ended up at our favorite bar for lunch and a few cocktails. Once we were a few drinks in I gave her the look. That means she needs to go to the restroom, strip naked, and send me pictures.

She took this assignment seriously, a few minutes later I have a picture on my phone of her completely naked bent over the sink, her massive tits hanging for all to see. We continue drinking and flirting, my hand on her leg I can literally feel the heat radiating off of her soaked pussy.

It’s time to head out and I send her a text informing her that she is to get into the back seat of my truck on the way home her shirt and bra need to be on the front seat next to me. I’m going to show her off the entire way home. We head to the truck and I open the back door allowing her to climb in. Before I can even close the door she is already getting naked.

Jen’s University Chronicles Part 14-Meeting Yuki [MF]

Hey everyone, I’m back!! Sorry I’ve been off the grid, finals really kicked my butt and I needed to focus on grades vs my reddit karma. Overall they went well and Emily and I are both on track to graduate in one more semester. We’re both currently on vacation at my parent’s house, so I promise to write but not Uber frequently because you know…holidays with family.

This chapter takes us into 2nd semester of freshman year. After our return from break, Emily and I had had a few makeout sessions and had has sex, but nothing “chapter worthy”. Nick and I had also reunited, quickly discovered a lot of the passion had kinda died after a few weeks apart, and he let me know he was leaving our school to transfer closer to home at the end of the year, so we ended up parting ways pretty amicably after like 2 weeks.

I [F28] fucked Jesus Christ for the experience. [FM]

Ok. So hear me out, it’s true. This is a weird story, I’m aware. But you’ll understand it soon.

This just happened some days ago. I’m assuming the Lord is a con man attempting to gain sex/power/control. Or, maybe he believes he really is Jesus Christ. Or, and I realize this is a stretch but I’m also not claiming to be someone in any position to know what or who someone really is, maybe he IS Jesus Christ. Those are our options. What I **do** know is that I fucked him, and that’s all I know for sure in this whole thing. That’s all I really *NEED* to know tbh.

So, this all started when someone from my hometown messaged me wanting to know if I wanted to smoke with him. I didn’t know who he was but it was 6 am and I was feeling adventurous. So, I said yes. I met him at the gas station near where I was staying. We went and parked somewhere, smoked, talked, whatever. He [M30] asked if I wanted to ride with him to his house. I said sure. He told me about his family on the way. He said his brother [the Lord in question, M28] had lost his mind this year and was just lost in the sauce. I was expecting a man in psychosis when I met him bc of his brother’s description.