The Meeting – Part 1 [MM]

The captain just announced that the final descent had started.

“Am I really doing this?”

This was the thought running across my mind. Flying across the country to be in submission for a weekend. So many thoughts were running through my mind. Can I do this? Do I want this? What if he is crazy?

My mind went back to the last few months of conversations and chat. I gave him all he needed to humiliate me and gave him instructions on how to do it. And now I was flying out to see him. To be put in my place, and submit in a way I have never done before. I had given many of my most closely guarded secrets, and fetishes. I knew this meant that I would likely be submitting in ways that I had only thought and dreamt of. As i pondered this, I realized this presented its own problems. When I thought these things, it usually ended with getting myself off. But now someone else will know these same thoughts, and be able to use them against me. The worst part was knowing that I asked for it.

The “Lay”over Pt 1 [Fm]

Two full days of meetings, drinks, and meals was finally coming to an end. I was at my final dinner meeting with my new boss and some team leaders anxiously waiting for a text from Tim that he had landed. Fortunately, my hotel wasn’t that far from the restaurant and I was able to go back between work and dinner and freshen up and put on the lingerie that he had bought me.

My watched vibrated and without looking, I excused myself to the ladies room. Tim had just landed and was heading to the hotel and was going to shower. He told me that if I was able to escape dinner, to join him in the shower. I told him that I would do my best and returned to the table.

[M]y married ex[F] moved back to town and needed to fuck

So let me preface this with saying that this was last year, and my ex isn’t somebody I talk to anymore. In fact I blocked her. So don’t expect any sequels to updates. I actually feel really bad about this whole relationship that I had so I’m going to spare as many details as I possibly can. And I didn’t know her height, nor would I share it. I’m not sharing her name, I’ll just say J.

One day after work I was very stressed and what I normally do when I’m stressed is bake or cook. While I was out getting some ingredients I got a message from an ex that I haven’t talked to in years, since she got married to a long time friend of hers and moved across the country. All she asked me was “Hey Lewis what are you up to?” when I said I was making cookies she told me to save her some. I jokingly replied “J I don’t think the cookies will be fresh or as cookies in the mail.” She informed me that she was in town now and was moving back with her husband on the way in a few months. Needless to say she invited herself over.

[M] Another Monday at work.

Mondays are the worst.

Not only can they be stressful, but they are long and just never seem to end. What makes Mondays the worst though, is how Horny I usually am.

To give you a good idea of what I look like, I am 5’9 27 years old with a dad bod. I’m a bit of a big guy weighing in at 260 lbs. I have brown hair, baby blue eyes, and Im extremely nice personality wise. My body is pretty normal, I carry a lot of my weight in my stomach but do have nice arms, legs, and face. Again, I have a dad bod and while I’m working on improving it, I am not ashamed of it. My main job is to sit in an office and help people through different applications for different things. Think of me as like social worker.

[MF] almost cought by my girlfriends mom

So this last weekend my [g]irlfriend had a wedding she had to go to in her home town about 4 hours from where we live now. So we made the trek there and made it there with sometime time kill. Her dad was working, her mom was home and when we pulled into the driveway she was swimming in her pool. So we decided this was how we were going to kill sometime till we had to get ready for the wedding. We swam for a couple hours and seeing both of them in bikinis was making it difficult for me to concentrate on the conversation. They started talking about babies and sex which was making it worse. Finally it was time to take a shower and get ready for the wedding. As soon as we started the shower I locked the door grabbed her and bent her over the bathroom sink. I pulled her bikini to the side and her pussy was already wet. My already hard cock slid right in. We fucked aggressively for like 5 mins till I blew my load inside her. It was one of the hottest quickies I’ve ever had. As soon as we finished her mom knocked on the door and said “you guys better not be doing what I think you are” we both replied “nope just showering”. Then she said “well then I need help with my dress”. I jumped in the shower, my gf opened the door wearing only a towel and proceeded to help her mom with her dress. I was in the shower with curtain closed with my cock starting to get extremely hard again at the thought of my cum sliding out of my gfs pussy down her leg and onto the floor while her mom was standing right there. Such a huge turn on, I almost jerked off right there in the shower.

Freshman year beach trip with friends part 9 [MF]

Most of our remaining time was spent at the guest house and around the pool. We would get dressed to go out to eat and we went back to the beach once for a couple hours, but as soon as we returned everyone stripped down.

There was a lot of sex, usually in view of the other couple. There was a lot of flirting and teasing from Mari in my direction. She gave me another blowjob but not to completion; I finished by fucking Kathryn. Kathryn and Adam never had any contact. There was also a lot of commentary on body parts. Instead of just looking at our penises, the girls, Kathryn included, had plenty to say about size and level of arousal.

At some point I managed to find some one on one time with Adam and Kathryn and ask what was up. I spoke with Adam first. He told me Mari had asked if she could pursue physical interaction with me while they were long distance. She told him that she didn’t think she could maintain their relationship without some sort of more regular sexual release and she suggested, because he trusted me so much, that she pursue it with me. He said he took a while to think about it and decided if Kathryn and I were ok with it he would be too.

Me and my wild streak. [MF]

Long time lurker, decided to start sharing. ( 25 now)

At 21, I’d recently survived a two year long-distance relationship that collapsed. Around this time, I moved in a few houses down from a few friends of mine that shared a house. We are all artists, hippies, degenerates, and overall just plain fucking wild. I’d maintained some sort of fortitude through my long distance relationship, and had had a few girlfriends in my teen years, but never one as serious as that. I’d forgotten what it was like to have a wild time, and follow wherever my dick led me.

I’m 6’1″, 165lbs. Not athletic, but plenty of lean farm-boy muscle. I’m not the best looking guy, but I get a good amount of attention. I’m a poet, and I’ve had a few books published, but for obvious reasons I will not reveal who I am.

Around June in 2016, after a music festival, I was sitting alone in my apartment and decided I was going to start my conquest. I’d been sleeping with this hippie girl in my friend group orbit, but the sex was terrible, so I needed to re-evaluate my sex life.

[F][group] The time I accidentally started a group masturbation session

My first time posting, so please go easy on me!

A few years ago, I was in my late 20’s and backpacking around Europe. I’ve travelled quite a bit over the past ten years and this was an exciting one in the fact it was almost a year long one.

It was also about six months into a trip with not much action beyond a few hook ups here and there. Partially because I find one night stands to usually be pretty lame and partially because I’m a bit older than most backpackers. But by this point, I was open for some fun.

I was in Eastern Europe. Honestly I can’t remember exactly where now, but I’m pretty sure it was in Poland. I had spent the day travelling and arrived at my hostel around 5 at night. Checked into a shared 4 bunk room, so 8 beds total. I usually don’t opt to spend the extra few euros to get the female only rooms, because I actually find, other than bad smells and maybe some snoring, guys are usually better to share a room with.

[MF] Free-use fingering

Recently was doing a home improvement project that my wife said would be “super easy.” After doing my research, I estimated it would be more expensive and time consuming than she expected. She was adamant she was right, and we decided to bet on it.

I won.

For the next month, I get to finger her whenever I want. The rules are simple: no period fingering, no public fingering, and I have to stop either when she comes or when someone is about catch-us.

It’s been great. Just this morning she was brushing her teeth just wearing panties and a bra. I came up behind and slid one hand down the front of her panties to rub her clit while my other hand pushed her thong to the side so I could slide my fingers into her pussy from behind. Now I get to sit at my desk smelling her on my fingers.

The first few times ended short, as we heard our kids coming. But she seems to know when I’m going to start, and she’s already wet. Now she says she’s constantly on edge when I walk in a room, and the anticipation builds up and she cums quickly.

[FMF] Watching my BF with another woman turns me on part 1.

I’ve been with my boyfriend since high school. We’re both in our late 20s and honestly I think that we’re inseparable. At the start our relationship wasn’t very steady as we were on and off a lot. I’ve been with other guys but I’ve never had as much passion or obsession as I have with him and him with me. We’re literally crazy for each other and its like my boyfriend said we’re addicted to each other. It doesn’t matter how bad the break up/fight is or how long we’re apart from each other or who we’re with, we both won’t be able to stop thinking about each other.

I know its very strange and unhealthy but I don’t really “live” unless I’m with him. Without him my life just feels bland and emotions just aren’t as strong. Feelings of love, anger, happiness, sadness, arousal, are just muted. I’ve come to terms with it and stopped trying to run from it because I know that I’ll never feel this way with anyone else. And I know its the same for him as well.