[M][F] A mature fling part 3

If the likes continue, I will continue this story.

Mature Fling Part 3

It was a rainy day and I was at the gas station. I bump into Lynn and we chit chat. The rain is coming down hard, and she didn’t have an umbrella. I offer to driver her home. Her mixture of perfume and cigarette fills the car. It’s intoxicating and my cock starts to tingle.

As we pull up to to her apartment, she asks if I want to come in for a tea. Her and I know, we have an understanding. I am in my late 20’s and she is in her late 50’s. She doesn’t have a way to contact me, and me to her. I just show up and knock at her door.

As we climb the stairs to her place, she whispers into my ear. I have a guest over, you think we can do this in the basement? I’m curious, so I agree. She proceeds to tell me, her 20 year old son is over. Lynn is annoyed since we can’t use her place, but she still wants to have some fun.

Big Night Out, part 3 [MFF][18+][Long]

[Third and last part of this mini series, about a night out with some team-mates from when I worked in a hotel. See my post history for previous. Comments are always appreciated.]

Pale early morning sunlight was filtering past the curtains as I woke up, stretched out on the sofa in the hotel room. Feeling a tingling sensation, I looked down to see Mindy kneeling by the side of the sofa, tickling the tip of my cock with her tongue: it seemed somehow she’d managed to ease it out from the front of my boxers without waking me. Her soft brown hair cascaded over her tanned naked shoulders; the curve of her naked back led down to her slightly lighter-skinned naked arse.

“Good morning.” she smiled.

“Well hello.” I croaked. It had been a long night, we’d drunk a lot, and the room was hot and stuffy. I reached down and laid a hand gently on her cheek, pulling her up for a kiss. “You look amazing.”

“Thank you Marco. You look cute when you’re asleep, but we need to get up.”

[MFf] I celebrated being vaccinated by being a couple’s fucktoy/slave for a weekend – part 3 [bdsm, denial, objectification]

*For part 1: https://old.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/lpmtzf/mff_i_celebrated_being_vaccinated_by_being_a/?ref=share&ref_source=link*

*For part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/lqg21a/mff_i_celebrated_being_vaccinated_by_being_a/?ref=share&ref_source=link*

As we finished dinner, my stomach was fluttering a bit. I was growing more comfortable with them, but somehow the mundaneness of the dinner conversation mixed with kneeling and being fed, had my nerves acting up. It was like there was an energy building up in the air.

Mistress looked over at me, as she fed me my last bit of food. I couldn’t help but squirm and rub my thighs together a bit trying to get just a bit of contact, which brought a wicked smile to her face, making the situation between my thighs even worse. It was the kinda smile that told me she enjoyed everything about my predicament – the overtness of our roles, my untempered lust, and the absoluteness of my submission by sitting in a position that caused pain without complaint.

“Come get up, you are going to help me wash the dishes.” Mistress started clearing the table, setting the used plates and wine glasses onto the left side of the sink (for those worried about playing while drinking, Master had a single glass, and Mistress and I shared one – nobody was drunk). Master got up and grabbed a towel, stepping into what appeared to be a rather familiar routine.

Sort of expected three some [f]

Lockdown in our city eased a few weeks ago and it was midweek. Ex asked if I wanted to join him and his buddy for some afterwork drinks at an outdoor cafe. Agreed as I still liked my ex as a friend and knew his friend and REALLY liked him.
Few drinks turned into lots and back my ex’s place some more still. All got very flirty and ‘for one last time’ the ex and I made out. Then I made out with his friend, truth or dare thing. Had sex with them both separately but also with them together afterwards. Used protection and although now mortified, I can’t stop thinking about the whole experience. I’ve come to the conclusion I loved it and the guys were sweet and respectful. I’d do it again but won’t engineer it. Am I wrong?

Bottle Girl [F]

Was in need of money and one of my girlfriends told me that bottle girls make a decent amount of money as well as being entertainment which means you dance and entertain the guests, pretty easy I love going clubbing and dancing anyway and the pay was really well and I knew I had a friend with me. Turns out in a business where the girls are entertainment during football or sports events a lot of horny guys can show up who get excited and expect a good time.

I mean a good time in the fact you grind on them or dance near them or sit with them talk and just chill and enjoy the night, we had to dress in what I would say slutty attire like short booty shorts with a top that shows our tits off nice. My friend told me that some girls who wanted to and were open to it could offer guys more than what the menu has and they might get lucky.

It was during a big event and guys were enjoying me touching my ass feeling me up not sure if other girls were letting this happen but I loved the attention, I’m kind of an attention whore.

The ti[m]e I hooked up with a sexy mil[f] on a work trip, and made her squirt EVERYWHERE

This will be a bit longer of a story so like I’ve seen done before: the sexy time will start at —–

Also, about me: in my late 20’s and in decent shape, 6’2″ about 185lbs. I don’t have a 10″ dick or anything but I’m a little above average and can hold my own.

Like so many other people I have to travel for work about a dozen times a year or so. Sometimes its just for a single night, and others I’m gone for an entire week. If you do travel for work then you know how insanely boring it can be, and for me when I don’t even have some sports to watch, time draaaaaags on. Usually I spend the down time away from my SO having an extra drink or two at the bar after dinner, then heading back to the hotel for some tv and watching porn. There’s usually always one person in a relationship with a higher libido and in our case its me. So on work trips at the very least I get to crank the volume up on some kinky porn, and rub a few out before I get bored or tired.

[M]y wife asked me to sell a few things. She has no idea how easy it is to meet women on [F]B Marketplace

We’re in the middle of a remodel and have a bunch of decent furniture to sell. I will get close to 100 messages for some items. And as you might have guessed 90% of these message are from women.

I’m always hopeful that the girls I’m talking to might be interested in more than furniture and I keep my eyes out for girls I like. I’m very clean while messaging them, but I add some subtleties in the messages that help me see if I’m talking to a secret slut like myself.

My go to is that If they as if the item will fit in their car… I always say “I think it will fit but if we’re having trouble I’ll help you rearrange things”. I don’t really expect that line to work but I always carry a condom in my wallet just incase.

Last week I sold item lucky number 7. I used the rearrange line on a cute petite red head. We had an in-depth discussion on rearranging her car to fit the furniture. She kept using the word too so i made sure to be flirty when we met in a parking lot in between our work places. I was glad to see it was empty when I got there.

I [M] fucked my crush in a car and got pulled over

So this story happened a couple years back and is still an adrenaline rush. Me and couple friends went up to a party about an hour away. It was me, my friend Josh, this other girl Abbey, and this girl I had a huge crush on, Lauren.

Lauren was the only one who is important. She was petite, about 5’2, pale skin dotted with freckles and long strawberry blonde hair which framed two big beautiful blue cat eyes and a smirk that revealed smile lines when she laughed. A very girl next door vibe, she dressed conservatively, so you wouldn’t know that underneath her clothes, despite her skinny body, she was hiding perfect perky pierced c cups.

The party was uneventful, we drank and smoked. Standard college stuff, but at some point in the night after some flirting and small talk (and a few beers), Lauren started talking to me about how it had been a long time since she had gotten laid.

“I just haven’t found the right guy,” she said.

At this point we were close to each other, her fingers hooked onto my belt for a moment and her pink lips curled into a smirk and came apart slightly, biting her lip as she looked up at me with her big eyes.

[F][32] Our swinging lifestyle became amazing. ???‍♀️?????? 1 of 2

This is a 1 of 2 part story.

Evan and I continued to be quite active in the lifestyle and having sex with the Européen VP of the company I worked for and his wife.
We really embraced our adventures and it became a leading part of our lives. We even started a blog on tumblr at the time. We were actively sharing our experiences, our adventures, our own narrative of the lifestyle, advice and tons of discreet pics and videos. We were loving sharing, chatting with couples and other people interested or involved in the lifestyle and kept meeting new amazing people.

In 2014 he proposed and 2015 we were married. He still had a professional life in New Zealand and I was in Denmark. We did spend most of our time together but we wanted to be together full time. Own our own house…. but there was nothing for him in Denmark and nothing for me in New Zealand. Evan’s father was from New Zealand but his mother was American so he had dual citizenship. So he managed to find a job states side and I requested a transfer. We ended up moving to California and we started our new life. We bought a nice place, settled in, explored the state, joined some swinger websites, and our life in the lifestyle exploded.

I [F] was sleeping with a married man [M] when I was 18

When I was 18, I was having regular sex with a married man in his 30’s. He would invite me round to his when his wife was at work. However, after one sex session, he told me that was the last time as he was going to be a dad and wanted to be with his wife.

So before I left that day, I hid my soaking underwear in his wife’s bedside drawer where she would easily find them.

Yeah so they’re divorced now.