Long time masseuse [F] and me [M]

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? **nsfw**

Her name was Lynn, I was barely 40, she was at least a decade older than me, likely more but I never knew her age. I hurt my back at my machine shop, picking up heavy engine parts I should never have tried to. A friend one day spotted my back brace, handed me a business card with her name on it. That night, I was getting ready for bed, the card fell out of my pocket. The next day I called, what sounded like a little girl, such a tiny voice answered.

Unsure, I made an appointment anyway. At her office, 3 flight up of course, she answered the door. Her shoulders and arms put mine to shame, she was tall, right at my own six feet. T-shirt, no bra, heavy busted that sagged, obvious. Then after an interview, she told me to take off my clothes and get on the table, sat down in a nearby chair and watched me as I undressed.

I was thinking from looking at her that I was going to die, this was a big strong woman with biceps larger than mine were. Her voice did not fit her appearance at all, she sounded like a teenager.

[MF] Getting snowed in with my older SIL

I was 26, she was 40

Snow had been trickling down all day, but the storm picked up as my SIL and I sat in her basement. She had recently moved into this house with her new husband. She looked to be acclimating well. Family pictures covered the walls, beautiful furniture filled every room, and a feminine perfume permeated every inch.

What was once a bachelors pad was now a home for a couple, and i was happy for my SIL. She is significantly older than me and has struggled for many years to keep her head above water financially. Some of this was bad decisions on her part, some of it was bad luck. She has chosen men in the past that weren’t right for her, but the impression I got from her new husband made me feel like that had changed – like she was truly happy now.

[MF] my Massage Therapist, an oldie but a goodie

So about 3-4 months after my divorce I started seeing this new massage therapist at the local health center (gym and spa plus a few other services inside).

This lady, lets call her Sasha, she was about 5’4” and 115lbs, full sleeve tattoos, a short pixie cut, brunette with pink highlights, very punk-rock looking.

I honestly didn’t expect her massage skills to be as good as they were but I’ve since learned that the petite ones actually do the best work!

Anyway, after a few months of getting massages after my workout and shower, it was obvious that we had extreme sexual tension. But bad news, she was leaving to take a job elsewhere. She couldn’t legally tell me where but I’m great at asking the right questions and she is great at giving clues. Plus, at the end of our last session I noticed a car tucked into my backpack pocket when I was getting dressed, her number!

I waited a few days and then texted “hey it’s JDYAY, busy?”

My [F]light was delayed so I got a quality time with another passenger

I study abroad and my parents live in a small city, so every time I go home I have a transit flight connection in a bigger city. So about a year ago while traveling to my parents home town a storm broke up and my second flight was delayed for more than 8 hours. I was upset but not nervous because it’s a second flight and I was only losing travel time. Because the flights were delayed for so many hours, the airline provided passengers with accommodation which in our case was a pretty fancy hotel just 5 minutes bus drive from the airport.

It was in the bus to the hotel where I’ve noticed a handsome man in his 30s obviously travelling alone. So the first thought I’ve had upon receiving the key of my room was: why the hell did I leave all the sexy clothes in the luggage and left nothing in a handbag? I only had only what I was wearing: yoga pants and a hoodie, with a light cotton sports bra and panties underneath. I then hatched a plan to meet this mysterious good looking man. My plan was to unpack the Martini bottle I’ve grabbed at duty free shop and ask him for help with opening it. Then it would be up to my charms to do the work.

[mf] how my lifelong friend asked me to fuck her senseless

I could make this introduction far longer but will stick to the basics to get to the good part :) (I’ll mark it for the readers that prefer to skip the intro)

I was 19 years old when I started teacher training. I met Allie there, and I can honestly say I have never met somebody more “my type” since. She’s a very short blonde, kind of athletic, deep blue eyes and… no need to hide it, her most impressive feature were here curvy DD boobs, and even though they were a bit huge for her size they suited her extremely well.
I had the luck of becoming best friends with her, we came up with all kind of shenanigans in class. We had great years and formed a good core group of friends around us, a friendship that lasts to this day.
I wouldn’t say there was ever any “real” sexual tension between us. I was really into her but never expected the same from her. The most we ever shared was a sloppy kiss on a high school party which we both looked back on as “being extremely drunk”.

Giving [m]y petite and sweet girl[f]riend an erotic message on Valentine’s Day!

By now I’ve had the joy of having Stella in my life for the last six month. Never did I think in the beginning that the two of us would be at this point. We quickly became friends at work who always had each other’s backs that blossomed into one of the most fulfilling satisfying and romantic relationship either of us had ever experienced.

I talk a lot about our sex life on here but that part is just the surface of our entire relationship to one another. Ever since the first day we met each other it was like old childhood friends reconnecting, we just clicked so well with each other. Our relationship isnt just built off of the times we laugh and smile but through the rougher times also. The two of us had some emotional baggage that was all spilt out in an intensely deep heart to heart conversation we had a month or so into our relationship. Since then we’ve both helped each other heal in many different ways that don’t even pertain to sex at all. I thought the concept of soul mates was a fairy tale until I met her.

[FM] giving my husband a BJ in an art gallery

The husband and I are both artists. We find ourselves at a lot of gallery receptions. It’s how artists network and get their work sold. At this particular reception, the hubby and I are both showing our work in the gallery. We are both being chatted up by collectors/magazine editors (which let me say is not our norm, we are relatively unknown or “emerging” artists, lol) but both getting good networking in. The husband looks like he’s going to sell a lot of art. I’m probably getting an article/interview in a magazine, the night is going great!

So after we are both in different circles, talking career stuff, I see my husband looking for me across the room. We lock eyes. Just from the look he gives me, I can tell he wants me…right now. I look toward the bathroom, then look at him. He gets the signal.

A few minutes later he walks to the bathroom, shuts the door. I follow. As soon as I’m inside he grabs me, pushes me against a wall. And it’s on.

[m] my mother in laws undergarments…

So my inlaws came up to visit from out of state a few weeks ago, they always stay at our (mine and my wife’s) house because we have a spare bedroom. Any ways, we use the spare room for storage and i happened to go in there to look for something and i see my mil’s previously worn bra and panties on the floor (day 3 or 4 of them being here). Nobody was home and it has been forever since i smelled a pair of used panties (always loved it before i got married). So as i started getting harder at the thought i decided to grab some vaseline (dry rub isn’t for me) and a pair of boxers (cum rag) and began feeling the bras. As i started to masturbate i picked up the undies and took a nice deep breath. It was soooooo erotic for me, after just a handful of sniffs i came buckets. I felt so relaxed after, like having sex for the first time allover again. After i cleaned up i stuck the panties back where i got them and nobody is the wiser.

[M]y Crazy Rich Asian [F] college friend part 1

I decided to share memory after what happened this summer. It’s started 7 years ago while we were in college, it’s very long so I will have to break it in to a few parts.

Part 1 How we met and the first time (she cheated on her bf, now husband)

Part 2 2 months of living together, most sex I ever had.

Part 3 Sex 7 years later, summer of 2019 (we are both married and someone found out about us)

Intro

Around 2012, I was 22-23, about 5’9, and 150 at the time probably, average built Asian American kid grew up with mostly ABCs (American Born Chinese). In college I was excited to meet many international students. I met Nicky (20 at the time) 5’4-5’5, 110 max, slim with B cups, innocent and cute looking, and her bf at the time now Husband Kevin(23-24) thru a mutual friend. They were both from HK, I didn’t know they were crazy rich until I attended their wedding 2 years later, but I always knew they were well off since Kevin’s family bought him a house near school and he was renting it to other students. He was really humble and low key since he only drives a used Nissan to school while many other international kids drives much nicer cars.

[FM] I pretend my bf is my ex sometimes..

I haven’t done this before so please bear with me!

I’ve been with my bf for almost 2 years now, since just before I graduated from high school. (I’m 19 and he’s 20). He’s a tremendous person..tall, not too strong with a bit of “dad bod” on him, the sweetest guy ever. But here’s the thing:

*He’s just not that great in bed.*

He’s great at oral don’t get me wrong..but he just can’t *give it to me* you know? So over the last few months my mind has been wandering a bit farther with each time we have sex. He never lasts long, even with a condom, and isn’t very big if I’m being honest which has led to me getting a 7.5” dildo recently (a bit smaller than my ex but just as thick). When my bf finishes, I have him eat me out and fuck me with the dildo while I lay back and look down at him.