[FM] But I’m married – The Meal Pt4

I woke quite early, unfortunately in our passion last night I hadn’t closed the blinds so at 8am sunrise the light flooded into our bedroom which always wakes me, Eve and hubby were both fast asleep, I slid down the bed not to disturb them and stood there looking back, to see the both of them naked on either side of the bed was quite strange, I could climb on either one of them and have them right now if I wanted….just don’t ask me which one I’d choose

I grabbed my dressing gown and and left the bedroom, went downstairs, opened the back door for the dog to go out the garden and then switched the coffee machine on, a few minutes later I buttered myself a croissant and filled my coffee mug, and sat at the breakfast bar, it was quite nice to have that time to myself, I heard movement upstairs, a toilet flushing so expected someone else to come down soon, as both of them drank their coffee black I poured another coffee for whoever wanted it but no one came downstairs, i sat there on my phone, reading FB, looking on Reddit but no one came downstairs, it was probably about 20mins before I thought I’d maybe go and see who was awake, I grabbed a fresh coffee and headed upstairs, I could hear sounds from the bedroom and I opened the door

When my mail carrier [F] delivered [M] more than the mail.

About twenty years or so ago I was living and working in Mill Valley, CA, a pretty town not far over the Golden Gate bridge from San Francisco. I lived in a small house on the outskirts of town, alone, having not long ago split after an especially lousy marriage.

I originally came to the area after living further south, in Silicon Valley, but as more people came and I developed a reputation I moved north. I’d built and sold a company and done well financially. While thinking about building another I was working as a consultant with various startups so had a super relaxed schedule.

Each day, Rebecca, the local mail carrier, would bring the mail. I smoked back then and, one day, she saw me outside and asked me for some water. I got her a glass and she sat down to have a smoke with me, taking her break on the stoop of my house and talking. She was cute in a plain way, a hispanic with a little extra meat on her bones; not skinny but definitely not fat either. She had big breasts, dark hair, and brown eyes.

I [F] love going online to video chat with strangers to show them my tits.

When I’m alone sometimes, I love going online to Omegle and going through some NSFW tags and flashing men. I love watching them jack off to the sight of my tits. Watching them cum is my favorite part.

Doing this gives me such a rush and turns me on so much. I love being the reason for someone to cum :)

This is probably my deepest secret, and now only Reddit knows.

I [f]ucked the one that got away, [m]any years later (LONG)

Names and identifying details changed to protect the not so innocent. Good stuff starts at ~*********~

I met Kellan in high school through – suspend your disbelief for just a moment – French club. Oddly enough this was the basis for what remains to this day one of my most intimate friendships. In high school, every emotional experience is technicolor, loud, world-consuming. Baring your soul to your best friend at 16 is all the more vulnerable because you haven’t yet learned all the reasons you need to hide it.

When we started dating we were absolutely smitten. As time went on – you know, the breathless pace of a high school year – I was increasingly frustrated that he wouldn’t mirror our emotional intimacy with the physical. He worshipped my body, let me suck him dry in the darkness of his car in the driveway, but couldn’t get over his Catholic guilt to consummate it with me. We got so close over and over again, and every time I went home dejected and unsatisfied. So, out of frustration and pent-up sexual tension, I fucked his best friend on prom night and that was that, or so I thought.

Getting-over-her-sex [MF] leads to college group sex [FMF] PART 1 of ?

This is the (part 1 of X) story about my first (and by far the most unexpected) group sex in college. Sexual reading starts under the solid line.

I’m a 5’10 lean-muscle athletic build with green/blue eyes and tanned-olive skin. American by birth but my family is Spanish/French. I’ve been told by girls my best feature is my strong jawline and shit-eating grin but I’ve never eaten shit a day in my life.

I (21M) had just broken up with my girlfriend of 2 years for cheating during a long-distance relationship while we were at separate colleges. She was attractive but very plain in bed and not adventurous at all. Naturally, after trying to get over her in a healthy way, I downloaded tinder during my internship over the summer and happened to match with an ex-girlfriend, Jane (19). We picked back up where we left off and soon realized we were both single with a summer full of possibilities.

[M][F] Hear me cum? D/S edition

Sir (M) and I (F) just recently started playing with each other and because we live in different cities, we’ve take a more virtual approach. Our session the other day was one for the books…

Now let me set a little bit of a background here. Our play has been a trail of breadcrumbs that has led up to this moment (and many more to come). So far it’s consisted of some sexy texts, sensual & teasing pictures, and a delectable porn video picked out by Sir with instructions also beautiful curated via text. Up until this point, neither one of us have heard each other climax. This was about to change…

We had a phone chat earlier that morning. Just taking, connecting, but as these relationships blossom & unfold so does our phone conversation from platonic “how’s your day” to more of a erotic undercurrent. Close to the end Sir asked for a watch party, but had to decline because I had to work. “No worries” Sir said, “We’ll send you something for your break.”

Fucking [m]y OkCupid date [f] in an Applebee’s parking lot

Let me start out with an important fact about me: I am very lucky when it comes to casual sex, and very unlucky when it comes to love. The unlucky in love is likely because I am overly focused on it, or overly particular. Or…well my friends have theories. But the sex thing – I have no idea. I am not some Adonis or anything. Not that I’m bad looking, but I’m not special either. Being 6 ft tall and Height-weight proportionate are probably my best features. My face is average, I have dark hair and brown eyes. At the time of this story I was 26. I am not rich, nor am I particularly charismatic or anything. I think i’ts just luck.

And while it’s fun, honestly I wished it were the other way around. This story starts about 4 months after I had broken up with my girlfriend of a little over a year. After a great honeymoon period, things just kind of fell apart. It was pretty amicable as break ups go, but it was still heartbreaking and I wasn’t in a great place after.

The time I [M] fucked my ExGF with her friend [F] right next to us.

This occurred precovid. Also, I’m sure this is a fairly tame story for many, but it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever done haha. My ex and I went on a trip to Vegas two years ago with two of her friends. We shared a hotel room to save money. Her friends slept in one bed and my ex and I were in the other.

Our second to last night, one of the friends left because she needed to be home earlier than the rest of us. For a visual, my ex is a skinny white brunette with brown eyes, small boobs, and an athletic physique (as to what I look like you can check my profile) Her friend, I’ll call her Jenna, was a tall, chunky blonde, with green eyes, very large boobs, and a big ass. She is chunky, but is tall so she carries her weight really well and has a really pretty face. The earlier nights I’d been rubbing my ex’s inner thigh under the sheets and tried to go further but she would always shut it down.

The time I came five feet away from my sleeping friends [FM]

Y’all have been the source of like three years of orgasms for me, so I figured it’s about time I paid you back. I’m starting with one of my favorite memories and one of the kinkiest things I’ve done, something that still makes me wet to think about.

I had gone across the country for a festival with a group of my friends, including my boyfriend. We were a group of a few couples and one single person, across two hotel rooms. We ended up with one of the other couples, our close friend for a few years and his girlfriend.
We spent the first few days as you’d expect, drinking in the hotel, partying at the festival, all that stuff. One night, some of us went into the city to go to some bars (including a gay bar where I had some fun, but that’s another story). When we got back late that night, my boyfriend and I were drunk off our asses, and ended up fucking in the bathroom while our friends were asleep (again, maybe for another time!).
The actual story starts the next morning. Here I’ll stop for the obligatory descriptions. I’m a short girl, early 20s, with dyed hair and 34DDD tits. I’m “slim thick” as I’ve been called, big hips and boobs but a small waist, and thighs that could kill a man—or woman. My boyfriend Jake is average height and weight, with dark hair and a beard, as well as a thick 6.5 dick. Anyway, to the interesting stuff.