[MF] First time with the now wife

Little background – Her (http://imgur.com/a/xAyeS). Me – 6-4 205 when the story happened (12 years plus takes a toll) hazel eyes brown hair and 9″ hard.

So I had just moved a few months prior to a small city to be closer to work and at the time I had no Internet. So I always went to the public library. Being 20 at the time it was nothing for me to walk around and just relax. So reading a sports illustrated waiting for a computer to open up I see a few friends of mine. One was a bit of a douche of when it came to dating and this was no exception (as I came to find out later.. I’ll explain after). That’s when he introduced her. She (as you can see in the pix) is a knockout. They needed a place to crash for a couple days. I said “yeah sure come over later”. There was just something about her that perked my interest.

[MF] Wife and I had an erotic couples massage

My wife and I recently had an erotic couples massage. Here’s our story:

We found this place locally on a website. It clearly advertised more than the usual massage, and it seemed to be descriptive and somewhat professional. After some text exchanges, it seemed discreet enough that we were comfortable going forward with it. Besides being worried about being caught, arrested, or something worse, we also had worries about jealousy in seeing someone else touch the other intimately. We have never done anything sexual with other people involved. I was also worried about getting too excited about the whole scenario and finishing way too early.

When we arrived at the location, the two providers, male for my wife and female for me, both greeted us in the entrance. We were both disappointed that the guy was about average height and skinny. My wife prefers tall and muscular. He wasn’t unattractive, just not her type. He was also not very personable at first. The female provider was small but attractive. She broke the ice by hugging us both, and my wife and I felt more relaxed after meeting her.
We were shown to the massage room, which was in an otherwise empty office of some type.
The massage room was spartan and kind of run down. It had the essentials and was clean enough, but it hardly felt like being at a spa.

[MF] I hooked up with my buddy’s wife

About a decade ago in my early twenties I used to work for a Fire Department. While I was working there one of my buddies would bring his wife around a lot to eat dinner with our shift. I never thought anything of it, or much of her. She was cute, 5’2, blonde hair, blue eyes, B cup tits but a spectacular ass.

One of the things I had to do was become EMT certified and was sort of inconvenienced when my buddy told me that his wife would also be in the class I was getting ready to start at the local community college. It was known that they had been going through some stuff and were actually living separated at the time. He asked me to keep an eye on her and I just thought to myself “here we go”. I went to the first days of class I tried to avoid the situation and keep to myself, however she approached me for casual conversation during breaks. It was fun and passed the time so no harm no foul I thought. The second week of class she became very flirty and would make comments how I was much more attentive than he was.

[FF] Fucked her while her dad was around

English isn’t my first language so I apologize beforehand; also I’m on mobile.

Little description of myself: My name’s Molly (just for the sake of this story), a 18 year old bisexual girl, about 4.90ft., 77lbs., skinny, brunette, pale skin, I have small boobs and a cute ass, I like it even though it’s small.

So, yesterday one of my two best friends (we’ll call her Jane and the other one, Lucy) told me that her friend (we’ll call her Nicole) was going to throw a party at her house, and she invited us three. Let’s just say I find Nicole really attractive, she’s taller than me and has long, curly purple hair, but I never tried anything with her before.

Once we got to her house she told us her father was there ’cause he couldn’t go anywhere else. That was kind of annoying but whatever, it was okay, we would still be doing our thing.

As the time passes I notice every time Nicole is around me she makes conversation with me, she compliments something about me and whenever I say something mildly funny she laughs a lot, getting closer to me. I was obviously not complaining but I’m very shy and I find it hard to make the first move, so I responded to her hints with soft touches on her waist or arms.

[F]aceti[m]e Sexy Time

So Thursday marked a year since James and I broke up, and though we’ve mostly moved on from each other, it’s fair to say we miss each others’ bodies and the constant flirting via text and FaceTime a long distance relationship brings. On Tuesday, we were both feeling ridiculously lonely and exceptionally horny, and released it on each other. It started as my Snaps going a little lower than usual, showcasing my tits barely contained by our favorite sports bra, to a shameless mirror selfie in the booty shorts that drove him wild. All this was met by enthusiastic frustration, and revenge was launched in the form of shirtless pics (I still drool over his upper body), then the pants going down a bit, culminating in a faint but definitely present bulge display. Since he had homework to work on and I had frustration to take care of, I figured we were done after a “We shouldn’t be doing this.” I wandered to this lovely sub, expecting to take care of myself and hit the hay.

He had other ideas.

[MF] how wearing grey sweats got me laid at work

I work in a tattoo parlor that does piercing as well. The other day I woke up really late for work, my boss is kind of an ass so I wanted to make sure I wasn’t late. I just threw on grey sweatpants and a t shirt and was on my way. I normally never wear grey sweatpants in public as I am an extreme shower and honestly don’t like to show off it makes me feel awkward . I’m 6.5 inches flaccid, I’m not gonna lie it sucks being that big soft sometimes.

[FM] My [F] boyfriend [M] gave me the best Birthday.

I originally posted this on r/sex, someone told me to post this here.

Yesterday my (23F) boyfriend (23M), whom I’ve been dating for a couple years, took me out on a date (for my birthday). We had so much fun.
We went to get coffees, took a walk around the park and ate.

We went back home and I throw a snowball at him. After we throw a couple more back and forth I pushed him onto the snow. We started making out right there. It was so cold. But his body… it was so hot.
After he brought me inside he layed me out and we continued kissing.

He tells me he has a present in his pants. To which I follow up with what is it. He explains that I need to open it to find out.
He takes off his shirt as I’m pulling his pants down. And his dick whips out instantly. It’s already rock hard and ready.
We strip down and get even closer.

[M]emories of ex wi[F]e on the strip

The warning: I wish this night could’ve ended up different.

The Back Story

Obviously, names are not real. So a quick recap before I dive in, I’m working next to the strip and I had no intentions on making it out because work has left me tired and unmotivated to burn it down and gamble. With that being said, I’m still here for the boys and be the wingman as I should. A few days before we have the weekend off, I DM’d my ex wife on instagram, lets call her Otter Pop, and ask her what the best spots were here, where to eat, and so on. Turns out, she’s enroute to Vegas too. We exchanged numbers (she still has mine) and we schedule for the meet up.

The Hello

I’m walking through the Wynn, trying to find my way around and a very familiar voice yells out my name, “Creese!” I stop and turn, and as I’m shifting my eyes through the 100s of people in the Casino, Otter pop is there walking a family member to the front desk. I make eye contact and it begins, memory lane from 13 years ago bombard my head, to include all the good and the bad. We say hi, do a little hug, and she says to meet back after she drops her family off.

[MF] Getting walked in on by her dad…

When I was in high school, I dated a girl named Rae for a couple years. Rae was absoluting stunning. Tan skin. Brown eyes. Wavy light brown hair. Amazing body; slender and fit (she was a soccer player), firm ass, and a perfect pair of round tits. She looked a lot like [Keira Knightly](https://top100women.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/keira-knightley.jpg).

This story happened during the summer after our senior year of high school (we were both of age) before we’d both head off to college.

Her parents were separated and they had an agreement that he was not supposed to enter their house under any circumstance. Both of her parents worked normal 9-5 jobs. Since alone time can be hard to come by when you’re living with your parents, we often took advantage of her empty house during the summer, and this day was no different.

Wanting to be romantic, I stopped at the local florist and picked up a bouquet of flowers on my way to see her that morning. When I walked into her house, Rae was hanging out in the living room watching some tv in a white tank top and grey sweatpants. I walked over to her and revealed the flowers from behind my back. Enthralled by my gesture, she jumped into my arms and passionately began to make out with me.

My jealously moment in a [MFF] threesome, let me explain…

I’m a happily married Hotwife. My husband is completely straight, and I’ve played with other women. I wouldn’t call myself bisexual, as I won’t specifically seek out other women. But if the opportunity presented itself, I definitely have fun and enjoy my time with her.

I’ve had a fair amount of MFF threesomes. The guy could be my husband, or the MF could be another couple. I’m usually not a jealous woman. I’m easy going, down to earth, flexible, adaptable. But during a MFF threesome, there’s a specific point where I get SO jealous, SO envious. That point, is when the guy is fucking the other woman and he is about to cum. That’s my jealously point, I want to be the woman that finally gets him to cum. I want my pussy to be the one that gets him over the top. Whenever I see another woman take that role that I so covet, this irrational rivalry emotion consumes me. I know I’m being silly here, but when this happens, it feels like I failed as being the best slut that I could be. When I see that glorious cum drizzle on another woman’s body, I have the small empty feeling inside, like that was supposed to be me.