That ti[m]e in Vegas, I met a girl in a gold dress [f]rom Ireland

It was my friend Dan’s birthday and he wanted to go to Vegas for the weekend. So on Friday morning we loaded up my car and made the drive from LA. When we got there we did what any exciting people would do and took a nap before we woke up around 5pm and went down and hit the bars.

Dan’s not the best at drinking too much and by 11pm he looked like he’d had enough. He was looking dizzy and bloated and was talking about going back to the room for a quick nap. I told him not to, that there was way more fun to be had, but he quit on me and made his way back. That left me drunk and very solo in Vegas at 11:30 at night.

I wandered around a bit, going from MGM to NYNY, sitting at their little casino bars and sipping my beer because I wasn’t sure how much more I could drink. Then my luck changed. As I was sitting at the circle bar in NYNY, a booth to myself, a group of Irish tourists asked if they could jam into the booth with me. It was 2 guys and 4 girls, so the odds were in my favor right? They were mostly in their 30s, and I could barely understand their thick accents.

[Group] that time we went to a backroom sex club

So years ago I was dating this incredibly adventurous and gorgeous woman. Curvy, heavily tattooed, super wet, vocal and just plain awesome in bed. So we decide to go check this place out and see what happens.

When we get there we realize she is the only woman and we are the only couple and it’s a bit awkward but eventually we decide to make the most of it and find a semi secluded spot. She takes my dick out and starts sucking it. It’s almost immediately that there is a circle of men around us jacking off and it is exciting for both of us.

After a bit she starts riding me and some of our spectators are starting to get brave. One guy gets very close and she guides him by the hip towards my face and then shoved my face on his cock…I let out a loud moan as she gushed on my dick.

After a few minutes I can tell he is getting close and he asks if he can cum on her amazing tits. She allows it and he sprays a think load over them while she was riding my cock. After that we slow down she gets off and declares we are taking a break and we go out to the storefront.

Surprise for me [M] and the wife [F] on vacation

This happened close to 25 years ago, just a memory from way back. I was married to a wonderful woman named Dotty, our relationship was perfectly normal and content. In two decades together there were no affairs, nothing out of the ordinary at all. About the naughtiest thing I ever did was stop for a beer at a local dancer tavern, the girls wore G-strings and pasties. I didn’t hide that from Dotty, even asked her if she wanted to go, but she never did.

We took annual vacations to different resorts, one year I got a huge sales bonus, $5000, so we decided to do a gambling trip, and chose Reno, one of the casinos that at the time was a family run operation. We got a spa suite, fancy for our lifestyle but with plenty of extra cash the cost didn’t matter, and we planned to splurge on meals and shows, and try our luck at the games.

[M]aking out to orgasm [MF]

A few years back I began to date my ex girlfriend. She was 20 and I was 21. She was what was considered to be a late bloomer. This was because she hadn’t really dated much, and was still a virgin. She prior to this she had been pretty sexually reserved, but she was almost ready to begin exploring. As I’ve seen previously in these posts I guess I’d have to describe ourselves. I am 6’2, a bit athletic, broad shoulders, tan, and have about a 6 inch cock uncircumcised (although I might remove that later as it feels weird telling the world that). And she was 5’4 blonde hair, blue eyes, b-cups, and had a really big butt. She was probably what would be considered a pawg.

Anyway, when we first began dating we were making out like crazy. Just like young lovers do. One particular night, probably about three weeks into dating, I had gotten off work around 10pm and headed over to her dorm. It was pretty routine now as I wanted to see her before heading home. As I got there she made me some food and gave me a glass of wine. That night she was wearing leggings and a hoddie. We chatted for a bit, eventually I asked if she wanted me to tuck her into bed before heading out. She agreed so we went into her room. As soon as we got into her room she jumped on me and we began to makeout.

When I was younger I used to sneak in an army base to fool around [F]

I grew up in a small town pretty much in the middle of nowhere, not many people and not much to do. The only thing of note was a small army base located a few minutes out of town. The residents of the base would often come to the town on weekends and hang around in bars and cafes, they were all young, often far from home, and also bored out of their minds.

One of the few pastimes for us in high school, especially the girls, was to hang out with them and do stupid things all day. In my last year of school me and my best friend at the time befriend a pair of cute young soldiers. Initially we were just friends but not long after we started fooling around. We started having sex all together as often as possible, usually at our apartments.

Soon one of them suggested we sneak in their barracks at night so that we could fool around during the week. He said security was terrible and most people wouldn’t care. I liked how adventurous that sounded so I immediately agreed. I initially convinced my best friend to come as well but she later changed her mind.

My [F]irst experience with Tinder. [FM]

So last year when I had not long turned 18, I went to University and began my life with a bang (literally). In the UK we have a thing caled freshers week, which is where all the new and returning students just party for a week (in reality, a couple weeks), and the University holds various events to get people back in to the swing of things, help the new students make new friends, and so on.

I’ve always been a very sexual person. I would masturbate almost daily, I’ve got a few sex toys, and I’ve had sex before with boyfriends. However when I was between boyfriends, I would crave dick like crazy. I always thought about downloading Tinder as I heard girls have a *really* easy time on there (we do, btw), but I was always too scared to take the jump in case a person I met turned out to be a creep and kidnapped me or something.

The time I had to train the new associate at work [FM] (long) (cheating)

A quick little backstory….

This happened a number of years ago, back when I was just about 20, and full of young mans ego. I was working in a retail store, the kind with a little bit of everything, and had repeatedly gotten promoted to be in charge of the inventory for the entire store. That included the coveted 6-3 early shift, much to the dismay of my night cashier girlfriend, even though we were already spiraling apart rapidly.

Anyhow… fast forward a couple weeks and they hire a new gal, let’s say Jenn. Now, jenn was a knockout, about 5’2”, maybe 105 lbs, long blonde hair, and an absolutely stunning chest, I’ve no idea the size, maybe high Cs low Ds. The only downside? That big old wedding ring on her finger. Bummer… but I wouldn’t be writing this story if that was the end, would I?

Trying anal[M]

Following on from a previous post I’ve been told that people would like to hear more as I discover anal.

So after my old post I got alot of messages and comments telling me that anal leads to the best orgasms and they where right. A few days ago I gave it another go whilst watching a joi video of a hot girl telling me to finger my ass whilst rubbing my cock. However someone recommended that I use more then my fingers to I used a hairbrush and stuck it in my ass. It got me very horny very fast. It made my cock very sensitive and it felt great. I was pulling and pushing the hairbrush with my right hand and rubbing my dripping cock with my left and before I knew it I had one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.

Sex with the South African Stripper [MF]

As published in [Dean’s Sexplorations:](https://deanssexplorations.tumblr.com/post/155156993647/sex-with-the-south-african-stripper)

I enjoy learning as much as I can about the world of sex in countries to which I travel. When my wife was just on the verge of giving me permission to play with others, she had given me carte blanche to go crazy at strip clubs, so at that time whenever I travelled somewhere exotic, I liked going to a strip club and checking out the scene. What happens there, what are the written (and unwritten) rules, how do the guests and dancers interact, how far do the strippers go, all that. I find it utterly fascinating.

About four years ago I had a single night to myself in Johannesburg, South Africa. I did a little research online, selected a strip club that seemed interesting, and got my hotel to arrange a taxi there.

I arrived probably between 10:30 and 11:00. The club was in a lively area of town. It was a fairly nice commercial area and it was the weekend so there was a reasonable number of people about. I paid the cover charge and was escorted to a table, well, a booth really, where I was instructed to sit and watch the activities. The dancers would come to me, and I was not to get up and mill about. Which was hugely different than just about anywhere else I’ve been, where you can typically seat yourself and – as is my wont – if you desire to sit at the stage and hand bills to the girls you’re welcome to do so.

[FM] I finally slept with my coworker after months of subtle flirting and innuendos

When I say coworkers, I don’t mean the guy that sits next to me all day every day at work. We are in the same company, which is large enough that we maybe get to be in the same place once a month. Anyway, this is the peak of several months of buildup and painful flirtation.

It all started when I made a phone call to his department and he picked up. I found his voice to be so sexy in a surprising way. A deep masculine voice but at the same time soft. I had no idea who he was or what he looked like, so after the call I searched the company directory and found him. He had a picture there and damn, he is handsome (even though we all know passport-like pics are rarely flattering). Over the next week, I tried to find reasons to call him. Eventually, I didn’t have to because he called. Every other morning, he would send me an email with random stuff like “How’s coffee on that side of the fence today?” Or “I’m thinking about camping this weekend, check this place out”. Mind you, we still hadn’t met in person yet. Two months ago, there was a large meeting and we both attended. He did look better in person, as anticipated. Wearing a light grey suit with a black dress shirt and a purple tie, hair neatly groomed and face clean shaven, he was a 10/10. I kept sneakily eyeing him during the meeting and I think he was doing the same. “So this is how we finally meet, huh?”, he said to me after the event. “I guess it is”, I replied. We smiled and parted ways.