The Naughty Elf Emptied Santa’s Sack [FM]

This is the first holiday season in my new town with my new boyfriend and I saw it as a new beginning. Gone are the stuffy corporate holiday parties where everyone is ass-kissing management and making sure that no one makes a fool of one’s self in front of the boss. My ex was a supreme ass kisser and had me dress up in a way that he was showing me off, but I wasn’t too “showy”. I called it conservative business slut. Form-fitting, not too short, but just enough for the boss to imagine and be jealous.

A friend of ours was hosting your standard ugly holiday sweater/outfit party. Matt had the typical red suit with dirty Santa’s all over it and I was fortunate to score an elf costume. A slutty elf costume that was form-fitting and short with candy cane thigh highs. It was so short that I had to wear panties….even I have standards. When he arrived and I walked out of my building and I knew my outfit hit it out of the park because his jaw dropped to the floormats of the Uber. His “kid in the candy store evil grin” was back and my mind began to wander not about the party, but afterward.

[M] Making this girl the sub before our first date

Some Background:

this happend a few years back as i was a single guy and enjoying every moment of it.
At the time i had multiple dates and FWB’s which sometimes overlapped each other.
I was furiously internet dating and loving everything it brought me. From nice dates and meeting interesting girls to one night stands that weren’t much more then a relief for both parties.

The build up:
When on the dating site of my choice i saw this girl, arrant late twenties, black curly hair and a light bron complexion.
instantly i liked her features and her profile showed she wasn’t just some dumb broad.
This made sent her a message complementing her about her profile making some jokes along the way.
Mind you i sometimes sent out messages to 30 girls, spread your chances, increase your fun right?

[M]Il[F] I met in the Laundromat

A few years back on a Saturday morning instead of doing my laundry in the buildings facilities I decided to go a local laundromat and get some air. That day the Mat was not that crowded. I picked some washers in the back and started to get to work.

A few minutes passed when I finished setting the machines I look towards the front of the Mat to see a slender woman with shoulder length blonde hair about five feet two inches tall. She was wearing white canvas sneakers, frayed cut off jeans and a white short sleeve wool knit top with a V -neck that showed off a deep ample cleavage that led to an amazingly huge set of tits for her frame.

Thankfully she didn’t see that my jaw hit the ground. The site of her was giving me an instant hard-on. She was about 15 feet away every time she bent over I’d stare at her cleavage, imagining my cock sliding between that deep cleavage didn’t help. Now my bulge was pushing me away from the machines.

[F]irst ti[M]e using a vibe during sex. Long tease and light domination. [LONG]

Should have done this way earlier in life.
I bought a fairly inexpensive bullet vibe on a whim one day and told the girl I was seeing we could try it if she was interested. She seemed titillated by the thought. She is a thin, black girl with petite breasts and a juicy, bulbous ass. I’ll call her carol. She is pretty in shape and has almost a six pack which doesn’t bother me I like a little muscle on her. When she came over I was drinking beers watching playoff baseball, it was the dodgers nationals series I think game 2, kershaw was pitching. I opened the lock and sat back down, when she came in she sat down, gave me a kiss and sort of pulled at my hand – “don’t you want to try that vibe you got?”

I laughed, “hold on, can you just wait for a bit? I’ll fuck you all night tonight I just wanna see this game.”
She seemed kinda sulky, but I gave her a hug and a quick kiss, “hey I got you some white claw u can throw a few back with me and relax.” She went to the fridge and grabbed a drink.

[MF]The funny night my wife got abducted

My wife and I have an open relationship. A few years ago my wife Marie went on a very impromptu date with a platonic friend name Ric. Somehow, by the end of the night, her platonic friend fucked the hell out her. Marie begrudgingly admitted it was one of the best night of sex she ever had. She had known Ric for a few years. He was a young nerdy bartender that her and her friends would flirt whenever they see him at a club. They would flirt with him and he would give them free drinks. Marie is very picky when it come to guys. She only date tall, fit handsome guys. Her friend Ric was almost the complete opposite of that. When Ric unexpectedly asked her to go to a new salsa club, she turned him down. I had to go to work and she didn’t have anything planned that evening so I told her to go hangout with her friend Ric. She finally agreed to meet him at the club. She repeatedly assured me there wasn’t a chance in hell that she would ever do anything with Ric. She acted as even the thought of having sex with him made her sick. A few hours later her platonic had her in orgasmic overload.

I left a [M]ark… Oops! haha

Right after I graduated from college, I moved to Texas for a job. I didn’t know anyone there yet and had just gotten out of a relationship, so I downloaded Tinder pretty quick. I matched with this girl who was a few years younger than me, was cute as a button, and had her hair dyed blue (big turn on for me). We chatted back and forth for awhile, and decided to meet up. She wasn’t old enough to drink yet (19), so we decided to meet at the park to test the waters. We ended up talking for hours, spontaneously got dinner together, and went back to my place. She was clear that she didn’t want to jump into things too quick, so we just made out that first night.

It was obvious we had great chemistry, and before long we were sexting almost every day and hooking up over the weekend. She had some stuff going on in her life that kept her from committing to a true relationship, but it definitely felt like more than your standard FWB situation. It wasn’t long before she opened up about her kinky side.

Sexual [M]isadventure of a Teenager: The Discovery

Isn’t it amazing how your body changes when hormones begin to kick in? We all have been there. Come to think of it, discovering our sexuality is one of the most unique experiences for most of us. This story is about me first becoming aware of my sexuality.

I still remember feeling funny down there on numerous counts and not knowing why. I would have random erections forming a tent in my pants. I didn’t know what to do with it, wouldn’t care to hide it and make all else at home awkward. Watching hot girls dancing on MTV, I would casually take my hand down and play around with my boyish dick from the outside. I didn’t really understand why it got so big. It wasn’t always very convenient with my erection pressing hard against my shorts and sometimes the tension was painful. But with sexual changes comes the superpower of sexual curiosity to understand what to do with it. So, when no-one was watching, I would fondle my dick, press it with my fingers and get amazed at it becoming hard like a rock. I had already studied the concept of penis enlargement in biology at school, but to experience something so otherwise soft to become this hard was thrilling.

Pam and I, Part 1 – How We Met and Fell in Love [MF]

I had seen Pam several times around the HQs office in DC, but we didn’t really meet until March of 1989. It was at a speakers’ breakfast at a technical conference in DC. I was substituting as a session chairman (the person who introduces the speakers) for a Dr. George Johnson, a renowned expert in the session topic. I had only a passing knowledge of the topic. Pam was one of the speakers at the session. One of the other speakers was Dr. Don Paterson, the expert in my group on the topic. He roped me into substituting the night before.

Funny, I remember him calling my hotel room just as I was about to rub one out before going to bed. LOL. (I had been widowed about 3 years at the time and my sexual desires had returned. I guess you could say that at the time, I was pretty much always horny but still had too much guilt about my first wife, M’s death to start dating.) He told me that they needed a session chair because Dr. Johnson had been called back to Atlanta on a family emergency. I was reluctant but he said they were really in a bind. I said ok, and we agreed to meet in the morning at the speakers’ breakfast.

Sexual [M]isadventures of a Teenager: Part 1 – The Discovery

Isn’t it amazing how your body changes when hormones begin to kick in? We all have been there. Come to think of it, discovering our sexuality is one of the most unique experiences for most of us. This story is about me first becoming aware of my sexuality.

I still remember feeling funny down there on numerous counts and not knowing why. I would have random erections forming a tent in my pants. I didn’t know what to do with it, wouldn’t care to hide it and make all else at home awkward. Watching hot girls dancing on MTV, I would casually take my hand down and play around with my boyish dick from the outside. I didn’t really understand why it got so big. It wasn’t always very convenient with my erection pressing hard against my shorts and sometimes the tension was painful. But with sexual changes comes the superpower of sexual curiosity to understand what to do with it. So, when no-one was watching, I would fondle my dick, press it with my fingers and get amazed at it becoming hard like a rock. I had already studied the concept of penis enlargement in biology at school, but to experience something so otherwise soft to become this hard was thrilling.

I [F]inally had sex with that regional politician [M] I’ve been fantasizing about for years

Alright, first time posting, I don’t even know if anybody cares to even read this but I feel like sharing my story.

So, first things first:
I’m a 20 year old female, going to university right now a few cities away from home and moved to this city. English isn’t my first language either, so please excuse any mistakes or me sounding weird to you.
So, I’ve been super interested in politics since I hit puberty and, hence, know some things about the communal politics of my hometown.
A few year ago, I participated in a regularly performed march for peace in my hometown which was when I saw this beautiful man the first time.
In my eyes, he’s just really handsome – brown, warm, gentle eyes, beard and a smile to die for. I really enjoyed looking at him and started imagining things with him, naturally.
Well, I soon found out that he was kind of a big deal in our political scene over there, so, yeah – absolutely impossible to even think about reaching out to him.
The years went by, I thought less about him, obviously, and moved away.