[FM] I fucked his ass for the first time

My husband has written a few stories about some of our fun from his perspective. Now it’s my turn…

When my husband confessed to me that he had a desire to be pegged I wasn’t surprised. We’ve always had a very open sex life and like to try new things. After perusing online sex shops, a rather sexy harness was purchased with a modest purple dildo to complete the package.

I tried on the harness and felt my mood change to one of confidence and dominance.

After throwing on some heels I walked into our bedroom stroking my newly acquired purple cock. I could tell my husband was thrilled to see my hips hugged by the harness and the look in my eyes as I stroked myself. After circling him a few times teasing him with my hands I found myself on my knees taking his throbbing dick into my mouth. As soon as I could tell he was close to cumming I stopped and stood telling him to get on his knees for me.

[F]ucking the Best [M]an at my Daughter’s Wedding

**I’ve been having an upsurge in my sex life in recent months and I just wanted a place to put it out there, just as a way of reliving the moment. I’m not a professional writer, so this is more going to be a rambling confessional than a well put together piece. It’s also a bit long. Without further ado…**

Recently, I attended my daughter’s wedding. Despite the buzz and good sentiments all around, I have to confess I wasn’t exactly thrilled by her choice, if only because he reminded me a lot about my ex. But, that’s my own personal issue I suppose, not to mention its not something you can talk a headstrong young lady of 21 out of. If I was doing the choosing, I would have preferred she had tied the knot with Paul, who’s been a friend to both of them and has seen Liz (my daughter) through thick and thin, and even been there to provide a shoulder to cry on.

[M]y first time at a swingers party (part 1)

So I’m not the most socially savvy guy. Not used to crowds, bad at talking to people, some other examples. But recently I’ve been going to therapy, taking some meds and trying to push myself to do things and get in situations I’d normally avoid. So last month I found myself in the middle of a swingers night orgy.

I managed to wrangle a girl into coming with me as there was a blanket ban on single males attending – and rightfully so, would’ve been a sausagefest otherwise – and it annoyingly costed a fair amount, but hey, we were in. The first thing that struck me was for a small town this place was full to the brim. Among the regularly-dressed partygoers there were several older women with nothing on but heels – my ideal type. Unfortunately I never got to chat to any of them.

[M]y Chats with Wife’s Best [F]riend

Not sure how truly wild this is, and maybe it was a bit fucked up, but it was extremely hot in the moment and I still think about it to this day, getting instantly turned on.

It all started messaging a group of friends on Facebook about getting a party planned, reaching out to set some details, who brings what, etc. As I was connecting with people I ended up needing to coordinate with my wife’s best friend (Sidney) and we started messaging directly. After we got the party details set aside, we ended up chatting about random stuff, kids, etc. Eventually we started just talking about life, she mentioned some things about being bored at home, her husband always working, and she opened up a bit. I didn’t think much of it at first, but just for fun I mentioned that I had been shopping for lingerie (for wife) and didn’t know what I was doing. She responded politely at first, but then said something along the lines of “(my hubby) never buys me anything like that anymore…”. So I thought, what the hell, and asked her if she wanted to help me and just give me some general advice.

Before we were married… [MF]

Before Fem and I were married, we were married to other people. They were horrible people and we were both miserable. We began chatting via a social gaming app. At first, it was harmless but playful chatter. As we got to know each other, it became more and more flirtatious. Fem was very attractive. She was short with a nice ass and bulging but perky breasts. I would see her around town every now and then and would catch myself undressing her with my eyes and fantasizing about her riding me. But, I was married and as unhappy as I was, I wasn’t planning on cheating. At least, that’s what I would tell myself.

Time went on and Fem and I got more and more comfortable with one another. Our innocent games continued and so did the chatting. I remember getting a little flirty one night after a few drinks and I texted her 6 out of 7 digits of my phone number. That was when I knew I wanted her and didn’t care what the cost would be. I sent the last digit.

My Friends soon to be Ex [Fm]

Give a little history on this one. A friend of mine Jack, when we just got out of college met this 5’10 blonde hair smoke show and she rushed him into getting married. Tall, double D’s. Built like a brick shithouse.
I was literally in the vestibule of the church on his wedding day and handed him my keys and told him to leave. Yes, she was gorgeous but she was off the chain crazy.

He married her. Fast forward a couple years later their marriage self destructed. Both were toxic and they just couldn’t make it work.

At the beginning of the divorce I was out at a local hole in the wall bar with some friends and it was like 1:30 am and I look down at the bar and who do I see?
Jack’s soon to be ex having a cozy cocktail with someone who wasn’t Jack.

I walk over to say hi and she turned ghost white.
“So who is your friend Heather?”
Young Indian guy, I assumed someone who she worked with at the hospital because they both were wearing their hospital scrubs so I introduced myself to him and he just got up and left.

First time [M] at Pool Party with Friend [F]. A bit long…

This happened a while ago, so some details are fuzzy, but the jist of the story is still clear in my memory.

After my first year of college I moved back home for the summer to work and save money. In high school I was an average guy, decent looking, a little over 6’ tall, 180 pounds, but a little soft. I played baseball but wasn’t particularly outgoing or smooth with the ladies. However, during my freshman year of college I spent a lot of time in the weight room, attracted the attention of the coeds, and came back home with some swagger.

Back at home, a friend of mine (let’s call her Amy) invited me to a pool party at her house because her parents were out of town. In high school, Amy and I were in the same friend group and I got hints that she had a crush on me, but due to my shyness around girls I never pursued it. I hadn’t seen Amy since arriving back home, and when she first saw me I could tell she was impressed with how I had changed while at school. The feeling was mutual, as she was looking better than ever – about 5’6”, toned soccer player body, bigger boobs than I remembered, straight dark hair she usually wore in a ponytail, and a beaming smile.

[FFM] I (30m) 7 years ago was part of an awesome three-way (F25)(F25) exclusive relationship for a while (part 1)

Background! Skip this paragraph if you want. About me: very large, 6’6”, and at the time almost 330lb, power-lifter type with a bit of extra tummy, beardy teddy bear. In summer of 2012 i turned 30, I got divorced after a 4 year toxic marriage, got laid off from a high-paying job (that I hated, good riddance) and suffered a really nasty back injury, all inside about 6 weeks. Feelsbadman.jpg. Reeling from these events I took contract (I.T.) jobs that weren’t right for me, dated some girls back-to-back from my past that both went south and fucked up some friendships (different girls than the stars of this story) and didn’t know what to do next. Winter, early 2013 I get a job. Breath of fresh air. I love my boss, I like my team-mates, small team. Rebuilding my life. Names and locations to follow are changed to protect the innocent (aaaand not so innocent ;) ) long time lurker first time poster. It’s a long story. Sorry if that’s not your thing.

Truth or Dare Work Party [MF]

Three years ago, when I was 22 and fresh out of college and looking for a job I worked as a bartender at a local restaurant. I had worked there since I was 16 and became good friends with a lot of the staff members there.

One of the girls I had become good friends with was Ellie. She was very cute. Ellie was probably about 5’1” with skin just tan enough you know she fake tanned breasts that were too big for her tiny frame and a tiny round ass. She was one of the hostesses so she would always come to work looking really cute.

One of our friends decided to have a party since his parents (he was 19) were gone for the weekend. I went that morning before my shift to buy the alcohol that people wanted. I had the evening shift at the restaurant so it was no problem. I dropped it off to his house and then went back home to get ready for my shift.

The [FMF] threesome for our anniversary (femdom)

Long time lurker, first time poster!

This is the story about one of the times my wife and I invited someone over for our anniversary. One year we did a MFM, another year we did a FMF.

Some details about the participants. There’s me, 6’1, 170 lbs, short blonde hair, 28 years old. I like to believe I’m in good shape, but I have a little pudge of belly fat, but underneath is a solid core. 7.5 in, cut, while also being rather thick.

My wife, Beth, is much shorter. She’s only 4’10, but she’s a personal trainer, so her body is amazing. Her ass is a small-ish bubble butt, with boobs being a 32C, with pierced nipples, jewellery in the shape of hearts. She almost always walks around in yoga pants and a sports bra and nothing else. I love it, and much spontaneous fun has been had as a result. She’s very controlling when it comes to sex, and I love it.

And then there’s my wife’s friend, Sarah, who is the stereotypical fiesty redhead. She has long curly hair that goes down to her nipples, she calls it mermaid hair and has it that length for that reason. She’s built like Beth, breasts that are slightly bigger, but sag a little more as a result. She’s also taller, standing around 5’5-ish.