First time anal cuckold! [FMM]

Hi all! I had a ton of fun last time I posted here and got many DMs and was asked to post more! It is Easter here in the states and I figured I’d share the first time I ever did anal! So here it goes!

I never EVER let one of my past boyfriends or even my husband touch my ass. Maybe it was my high school boyfriend, we were making out, fooling around then the next thing I know! Bang! He slipped a finger in my ass. The tearing, burning feeling will always haunt my memory.

Fast forward to my first anniversary. Me and my husbands first BIG fight. He decides to try to sneak his man clit into my ass! Hell no! I pull away, pissed off, putting my clothes on. We fight for the rest of the night and to the next day. It’s always the same pathetic shit. You let your boyfriend do it! Ahhhh no he basically raped me. God! Still pisses me off.

She [F] loves my [M] lace panties….

A little background, I have been enjoying wearing, my wives and then my own, lace panties for about the last 6 months. My wife has been great about it and was slightly shocked at first but has generally encouraged me and playfully teased me about my panties.

Skip to last weekend, I have got my nice black lace panties on and we start to get into play time when she tells me “Leave them on” and proceeds to slide them under my cock so I can enter her while still wearing them. I am thinking “Fuck this is awesome” but then it gets better.

We are in missionary position and she is grabbing my lace covered ass and slapping it, then we move to me behind her and she gropes back with her hands, feels around and finds what she is looking for, my panties. She holds onto them like they are a lifeline, this excites me to far and I cum inside her.

She leans back slightly and my cum drips back onto my cock before she slides off she then turns around and pulls my lace panties up over my cum covered cock, licks her fingers where she got cum on them and gives me a big kiss.

[FM] A Day In The Life. [Humiliation] [Domination] [Servitude]

It’s 5 o’clock in the evening. I’m on the train from Birmingham New Street to my house in Lichfield, when I feel my phone buzz. I’ve been to the Birmingham City Library. The talk was on women in business. The focus being the unrepresentative ratio of women given high powered jobs in power positions.

The text reads:

“My house. 19:00.

Red Bra. Red French lace pants. Red hold ups. Black stockings. Black heels (above 4 inches). Beige Mac.

Ring the door bell then place your hands behind your back”

I feel a hate rise within me as I read the text. How fucking dare you? We’ve had some rough and fun sex but instructions? I’m not yours. I can’t be summoned.

18:45:

I’m in the back of the Taxi. I have the Beige Mac on. I have minimal Male up except for extremely vibrant red lipstick. Underneath I’m dressed exactly as instructed. The cab pulls up at your address and I hesitate. I pay the driver and walk up your drive. I ring the bell and then clasp my wrist behind my back. The door opens and I do not look up to you.

Broken A/C and the repairman [MF]

The A/C is Broken

It’s hot and miserable during a mid-june Florida day. Compound that with having and air conditioner that isn’t quite working that well. The story begins with my wife and I at home laying around, watching some television. She was probably the first to notice that the a/c wasn’t blowing as cold at it usually does. Surprised by this I decided to get up and see if there was an issue. Looking at the air handler, I immediately noticed that the copper lines had ice built up around them. Being 8 o’clock at night, I knew there was no fixing this at this hour. So, I spoke to my wife and we agreed that she would stay home from work tomorrow to get ahold of the repairman and see if we can could get this fixed as soon ass possible.

making him come in the shower [FM]

Jake and I hadn’t properly spoken in years, but a few months ago, on a New Year’s party, we remet and got along pretty well. After that we stayed in touch, texted a bit here and there and eventually, in the beginning of March, I went to visit the city where he studied and stayed 3 nights at his place; 3 pretty hot nights.

Since then, we spoke on a daily basis. We texted, I wrote a few stories, he wrote me what he wanted to do to me and we started sending pictures. Soon, we began to talk via skype or the phone. Altogether, I’d say we kept things pretty heated up.

Few weeks later, he moved and I went to see him in his new place. He lived in a shared flat before, now he has a nice appartment just for himself – which of course needed to be properly deflowered.

Quickly about us: He is 6.3, handball player, athletic, 23 years old… Seems much older than he actually is when you first meet him. Altogether quite nice to look at I must say. I am 5.4, a year older than him, slender, dark blonde hair down to my waist.

My [F] first bisexual experience with my employee [F]

I took my employee out for lunch to celebrate her recent promotion. As I was going to be moving to manage another location, it didn’t feel inappropriate to do so. We went to a pub on the beach and chatted endlessly, ordering more and more drinks. As we got tipsier, we began to tease and flirt, ending in a game of never have I ever.

“Never have I ever been choked during sex” she said, causing me to put a finger down.

“Never have I ever been with a woman,” I said. She put down her finger, smiled, and leaned over to unbutton my top few buttons.

“We might have to change that,” she said, planting a gentle kiss on my lips as her fingers grazed the top of my breast.

We wandered drunkenly hand in hand to the bar across the street and ordered more drinks. She sat facing me, leaning in occasionally for a gentle kiss while her hands rubbed the tops of my thighs. Two men came over and sat with us, chatting us up and flirting. She made out with one, while I made out with the other. The bartender gave me his phone number and said he looked forward to hearing from me.

Sloppy Eva. “It’s just cum”. [MF]

Eva. I’d always had a crush on her. We dated briefly but she didn’t want a relationship. We’d make out and grope and fondle but I never got her out of her clothes despite my best efforts. The best I’d managed was a handjob that might’ve turned into a blowjob had I not finished all over her fingers. I did get her nipples out once. They were glorious. But then she moved on, exploring, taking advantage of the fact that she was young and pretty and could have anyone she wanted. We stayed friends, which fucking sucked because I wanted to do depraved things to her, the things I imagined other guys did to her.

Eva. Pretty little Eva. She was five foot and change. Her hair was short, a new cut, a bit punky but not quite emo. She had a tongue stud and the cutest nose. Big green eyes. Perfectly petite and proportioned, with impossibly perky b cups and a pert, round ass.

[MFM] My friend fucked two guys at the Olympic village in Rio

A friend of mine and I were talking and I asked whether the stories about the Olympic village were true. She said that they are, and so I helped her with an AMA this afternoon about it. She also told me that I should post this story.

She had just finished her last event and she was feeling fired up. It had been a few days since her last encounter and now it was feeling like the time was slipping away. Fortunately for her, her teammates had talked to girls from the French runners. They were going back for drinks with some of the boys which suited her just fine.

At the party she ended up doing shots with two Italian girls and they got plastered. She started moving through the room, propositioning guys to make out for her to watch. It took her a while to find a pair of guys whose nationality I won’t say. They went off into their own space where she went down on her knees to suck them both off while they kissed. Pretty soon they were distracted (she gives amazing head) and they were taking turns face-fucking her. It was getting fucking HOT, since apparently Brazilian winters are still hot as fuck, and the three of them decided to move out to the balconies…

[FM] Cashmere

My husband was cleaning and I decided to take a shower. Once I exited the shower I didn’t want to put on pajamas, as I sleep naked. I put on my Cashmere cardigan, wool socks, and my glasses. I went out to read as per usual and my husband came over to me to talk but I could tell he was looking at me with lusty eyes. I got up to go brush my teeth, as soon as I was done my husband cake up behind me and grabbed me.

“Ya know, you look good in that cardigan.” His voice drenched in desire.

“Is that so? It’s terribly late you know.” He nuzzled my neck, he knows it’s my weakness.

“I guess we could go to bed.” But I felt him press him firm member against me.

“It seems that your other brain thinks otherwise.”

“I control my other brain. He just has input.” I seriously doubt that. We laughed. Just as he was finishing his sentence he pushed me up against the bathroom counter. I struggled free and declared,

Rough Sex with 22-year old Sister of Friend’s GF [MF]

THIS STORY IS 100% TRUE

One night out on U Street my friend brought out this new girl, Heather. She was the little sister of my friend Wes’s gf, Shoshanna. Heather was short and slim, with dyed blonde hair and extremely pale skin. She had run track in college at AU and was in amazing shape. She had only graduated college just a month or two before– still in that stage when drinking legally at bars was a new thing.

My buddy had been hooking up with her, but that had ended when Wes & Shoshanna found out and warned my friend away. The three of us had a great time, getting super-drunk and staying out to the bars until 3 AM. I had a good feeling about Heather and had gotten her number. We texted a bit the next week, and made plans to get a drink on 14th. We had really good conversation. She was dressed like a total slut and knew it, complete with a choker, a flimsy little top, tight pants, and a skimpy g-string that showed right through. She demurely apologized for dressing in such a provocative way, but offered no explanation.