My Sister Inlaw brought her date home from a costume party and I got to play the voyeur [MF][M] Long

My wife and her sister loved to talked about sex because my wife had only ever been with me so she was fascinated by what other men were like in bed. It didn’t bother me though, because in all honesty I’ve always fantasized about seeing my wife with another man, not sure how that would play out in real life but I’ve pictured it many times. Somehow roleplay came up in conversation one day. Now I dont know about you but I’ve always wanted to fuck my wife while she wears a sexy cop outfit and handcuffs me to the bed, or something along those lines. It’s yet to happen though. I’m not one to complain because she’s used the french maid costume she has a few times and that works for me as well, who wouldn’t it work for though really.

This only came up in casual conversation about fantasy and no one had brought it up since. Until my sister inlaw made plans for a costume party. My wife and I are not part of her circle of friends, and costume parties aren’t our thing, so we weren’t tagging along and she was going with one of her repeat Tinder dates so I was expecting to hear a show later.

My wife blew me outside of her sister’s bedroom [MF]

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My sister in law was living with us for a few weeks now and we were all settling in nicely. No threesomes or anything like that but we all certainly weren’t being shy about our sex lives. Conversations were very open and when my wife and I had sex we never tried to be secretive, if anything I think she played it up to give her sister something to listen to. The same could be said for her sister, she had a couple tinder dates come by from time to time and she was doing her best to explore her sexual side now that she was free of her deadbeat husband. A few times I would find a reason to go near her bedroom in the basement when she had dates over and sometimes I’d go near her door and stroke my dick while I listened to her getting fucked. I’ve yet to be caught and my wife is surprisingly in to it as well.

Cheating Dutch bartender [MF]

I used to live in a small town in the Netherlands, and would always frequent a local bar. I was in a long distance relationship, and this cute blonde bartender knew that but would always flirt with me. I think it was a combination of her thinking I was attractive and knowing I was taken. She would get me free drinks, touch my arms when we talked, or come out and dance with me if she liked a song. She always made sure to rub this perfectly round ass of hers on me when she stood close. Anyway, she invited me out for her birthday. Up to this point it all was harmless flirting. So I went out for a drink with her and her friends. I had one drink, we chatted, kissed (Dutch kiss- 3 on the cheeks) and I left. She called me 2 hours later saying all her friends had left early and she was alone on her birthday and wanted to come over. I knew she was trouble, but she was so hot and I convinced myself nothing would happen. So she rode her bike over and came up to my apartment. We sat on the couch and talked, lightly touching each other. My heart was pounding and my hand was shaking as I touched her thighs as we laughed about something. I could tell we were both horny. Finally, when the tension was unbearable, I leaned in and kissed her. All I remember next was an immediate scramble to strip each other naked, and the next thing I knew she was on her knees, bent over the back of my couch, with my throbbing cock pounding into her. She was so wet I was sliding right in, but tight enough that I had to be gentle for awhile. Once she adjusted to my size, it was on. I grabbed her by the hip and by the shoulder and fucked into her like my life depended on it. She took my hand off her shoulder and wrapped it around her throat. I’d never choked a girl before that, but the sound of her gasp and the way her pussy clenched me….I didn’t think my cock could get harder, but it did. She opened me up to a whole new world that day. I grabbed her long blond hair in one hand, her throat on the other, and used them like handles to pull her towards me as I drove my cock into her. We both came and collapsed on my couch. It was only a few minutes until we were at it again though. We fucked until we noticed the sun came up. She went home sore, satisfied, and having one hell of a birthday.

[FM] First Time Bringing My Boyfriend Home

Early in the summer, I only spent a week at my apartment before leaving my bestie and Luke and going home. Now, I know I’ll get tons of comments saying they probably fucked. The idea does turn me on a bit. Just thinking of him fucking her pussy in our bed, but I know they didn’t. I asked both of them. They both said no, although he admitted that he did wake up spooning her once but quickly moved away before she woke up. I trust their word. She stayed there a week for work and then went back to her hometown, which was on the way to my hometown.

I had been at my parents’ home for two weeks and I invited my boyfriend over. It was his first time meeting my dad in person. They had only spoken over the phone at this point and he had already met my mom. I had asked my parents if I could invite him to stay for the weekend and then I would go back to my college town with him on Monday. Obviously, they agreed.

[F] My sex diary

He [M30] makes me [F30] keep a sex diary. The next day after we fuck (which is every day) I write a detailed account of everything we do to each other and send it to him or read it out loud in bed while he touches my clit or his cock. Recent highlights include him making me cum 63 times on New Year’s Eve, going to breakfast with a remote control vibrator, and this from last night:

You and I were kissing on the couch before you had to leave for the evening. I kept trying to get you to eat dinner, and you asked to eat my pussy. I told you only if you ate dinner, and you said you didn’t have time, and if you was faced with a choice, you’d rather eat my pussy any day. That turned me on so much, and you told me to go to my bed and strip. Like a good girl I obliged, pulling off all my clothes. My bra was the last to come off, and I unhooked it while you made your way over to me, exposing my round, perky breasts and perfect nipples.

The time when I [M] was a young (legal) lad and glimpsed a strangers massive cock in a public bathroom

This happened at my very first job, the company I worked for was situated in large building that housed various small businesses.

I was in one of the bathrooms that wasn’t specific to any one company (it was closer than our own one). It was just me then some other, older guy from another employer walked in and walked to the urinals, neither of us paying attention to each other.

When I finished I went over to the sinks to wash my hands and as I was a movement reflected in the mirror caught my eye, the other dude had finished and wash shaking his cock (as men do) and the only reason I noticed was because this thing was *fucking massive* and the motion made it easily visible. I genuinely don’t believe he was intending me to notice, there’s no way he could know I was standing at just the right place to see the refection in the mirror. He put it away and I was done washing so I just went back to work. I couldn’t forget that huge cock I’d accidentally spotted though.

How I [F] took my [M] friends virginity

Disclaimer:- As always with my stories, this is long. It is about how I took my friends (soon afterwards – boyfriends) virginity and has a warts and all approach. If you want idealistic fantasy of a virgin guy making a girl orgasm repeatedly, this isn’t for you; but if you want something real, please read on. I hope you enjoy it.

My friends all think of me as a reserved, shy girl. Which on the surface is true. I don’t like being the center of attention and I am not especially extroverted. I had a couple of boyfriends over the years but nothing stuck. What they didn’t know was that the whole time I had been having fun with older men whenever I could get away with it. Having this secret double life excited me. For people to look at a boring; average looking size 10 5’4” girl, with shoulder length chestnut hair, brown eyes, round face and a button nose and have no idea the slut that live within – this seemed like the fun kind of secret. My friends were continually trying to set me up on dates, which usually ended the same way – they went home alone and so did I. I often had the comment from the girls that I must be ‘gaggin’ for it’ and similar things. I wasn’t – I made sure I got my fix.

Sorority House Fun [MF]

Jessi was my first girlfriend. Frankly, she was my first for almost everything sexually. She was a very petite girl with light brown hair and pretty blue eyes. She didn’t have much in the way of tits. I would say a solid B cup, nice and perky but nothing to write home about. She made up for it with an amazing ass from years of playing softball and soccer.

We dated on and off for a few years. After high school we went to different universities. Our arrangement was essentially that when we were together, then we were together. About once a semester we would visit one another at each other’s schools. Our sophomore year I hoped in the car and drove the 6 hours to her school to see her. At this point she had moved out of the dorms and into a sorority house. So obviously staying with her was a serious no go. I was staying at my friends fraternity house which happened to be next door. So with all of this said, hooking up was going to be a challenge.

[MF] I(M18) Got a hand job from a girl (F18) while her boyfriend (M18) is sitting beside us asleep.

This story comes back when I was a senior in high school and on the track team.

For whatever reason the school only provided one bus for our team, and with as many people on the team as there were, the bus was incredibly crowded.

Since, I normally ran the last event of the meet, I was one of the last ones to get on the bus and seats were full. Renee, a fellow senior at the time must have saw my dilemma and scooted over so I could sit with her and her boyfriend at the time John.

I bit of back story…

John, Renee’s boyfriend, was a douche-bag in my humble opinion. A pretty boy who thought his shit didn’t stink and the only thing higher than his ego was how far he could have his nose in the air at any given time. He sucked at athletics in general but joined the track team that year to be closer to Renee.

[MF] The artist and the muse

A little context for starters. I (35/M) am an artist. Not my day job but a side gig that I take pretty seriously. I like classic subjects & styles, in particular, nude figure paintings. Most of my reference photos are sourced from Google images and instagram. But sometimes I’m looking for a specific pose, lighting setup, or piece of clothing that can be impossible to find.

A few months ago, my sister is home for a visit. She lives a few hours away and doesn’t make it back as often as she’d like. She texts me to meet her and her best friend Hailey for dinner and drinks. She and Hailey have been friends for close to 20 years so she’s almost like a little sister to me too. The night is uneventful enough. We tell old stories from when we were teenagers, catch up on what’s been going on in each other’s lives, etc. My sister brings up the subject of my art, asking me about some recent paintings that I posted on instagram.