Sunday Night Football [MMF] [exhibitionism]

My best friend from high school is still my best friend today. He’s married with three daughters. He was over at our house one Sunday night to watch the Sunday Night Football game (and escape the estrogen of two teenage daughters and a tween). That happened from time to time, and was not in and of itself an unusual occurrence. This was the Sunday heading in to Veteran’s Day on Monday. He and I were taking the holiday off, so the beer was flowing a little more freely than usual.

My wife wasn’t taking the holiday, so at halftime she excused herself and went on to bed.

My friend has had a crush on my wife since high school. They went out on one date back then, and she really wasn’t interested in pursuing anything more than that. But he still carries that torch to this day. His wife looked a lot like my wife in college, but the intervening years and three pregnancies have not been kind to her. They’re down to what could best be described as semi-annual sex with blowjobs on special occasions.

With my wife safely in bed and the bedroom door closed, the third quarter and fourth beers got underway.

Drunken Adventure with a lesbian couple [MFF]

When I was in my early 20’s I worked with a 19 year old woman. We would chat from time to time – nothing particularly deep or even personal, but I was definitely starting to crush on her. What I didn’t realize at first is that she was a lesbian, until one day my dense self noticed the lingering hand touches that she shared with her friend who visited our work from time to time.

Over the next few months I became really good friends with both of them. They lived together, fairly close to where we worked, and I would often find myself in their apartment having a few beers with them. We ended up being very open about our sexualities, but while we talked about what we had done, and who with, what we liked, it was always on a philosophical level. Except for the time when we had a “blow job contest” with long neck beer bottles. The lesbian and straight guy won that for some reason. I would sit apart from them, they were totally into each other, but just in a fully clothed PDA around friends kind of way. I knew the girlfriend, “L” for lesbian, had only ever been with other girls, but my friend, “B” for bisexual, had a streak of sleeping with men before having met L.

I fucked my neighbor (part 1 of ?) [FM]

Once I hit puberty, I thought my neighbor was hot, however I never really had a chance to try anything until years later, when one night his parents were out of town, so my brother and I snuck over to his house and joined a party he was throwing. I ended up getting drunk,

I found my neighbor and ended up making out with him, however don’t remember the rest of the evening…

The next day I felt bad, and went to go find him, and as soon as I walked up to his house, he smiled and asked how I was feeling.. he told me I kept sitting in his lap and grinding on him all night long, and at one point tried to give him a handjob… but apparently I was too drunk to be effective..

[FM]Masters orders : My first spanking

I don’t want to post this, but I must.

Sir demands that I recount one of our encounters to an audience. I am bashful about exposing my slutty secrets. I am a very private person. Detailing my inner most thoughts on a page has taken considerable courage. I do not fancy myself as a writer. This is an exposure unlike any other.

The following happened late last summer.
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One of the privileges of being a real estate agent, is that you have keys to empty property all over the city. I am meeting Sir on my lunch break at a random vacant condo downtown. I am hoping for a secret dirty fuck in the middle of a work day.

I followed his instructions to the letter and staged the empty condo with some essentials. I hang a shower curtain, arrange towels, make ice, chill beer. In the center of the living room floor I have laid out a queen size duvet cover. A vibrator, lube, condoms and brand new collar lay on the floor next to the blanket. The condo is dingy and dark save for a ray of daylight slicing through the living room.

[MM] How I realized I am bisexual through sheer curiosity with my best friend

I’m on mobile, so please forgive the formatting. I’ll try not to ramble on and on here but this is one of my favorite sex stories of mine. I have a popular primary account so I’m using my porn throwaway for obvious reasons. I DO remember some dialogue from this night, however there are parts I added into the story to the best of my accuracy.

I was 18 at the time of the story, my friend J was 19.

It all started one night at a party. I was very drunk, J was very drunk. We ended up taking an Uber back to his place so we could crash. I had my work clothes already there from earlier in the day bc my work was closer to his place than mine. Anyways, we get home after a night out and smoke some weed. We were both very fucked up but talking about the party. And out of the corner of my eye I notice something in my stupor.. a bulge. A BIG bulge in J’s pants. I began thinking.. is his dick that big?? It looked huge.

My Wife’s adventures [MF]

I have had huge trust issues as a younger man even though it was me who would always cheat in my many relationships.

I decided that the only way to remedy this would be to allow my partner to sleep with men that she found attractive.

My wife was not really interested so I had to convince her to try.

This started off by me sending her pictures of other guys hoping to entice her. She was not keen on this either so I made her watch porn with a single woman surrounded by guys taking turns on her.

This made her more interested and especially when it came to watching black men fucking white women. She clearly had a fetish for black men so the next step was to get her in a room fucked by other guys, preferably black to satisfy her fantasy.

I know this is a control issue but my wife was actually interested in trying it out as I checked her laptop history and it was full of porn now. She was watching Blacked every night around 2 a.m sneaking into the bathroom while I was asleep.

[M]y [F]irst Summer Fling: Part I, “First Date”

It’s January and although I now live and work in SoCal, I recently travelled back home to snowy, cold Pennsylvania where I was reminiscing about my favorite summer fling. It happened before Junior year of University. I was home for the summer working and saving money and met a girl on Craigslist. Yes, you read that right. 8 years ago, there was a scene on CL personals. People meeting up and dating. It wasn’t that weird. In fact, it was kind of cool because you could meet people online outside of your circles. At this time, OKC was really just getting started. Not sure about other dating sites. Alas, her name was *Mariana* — changed for anonymity. She was only 19. I was about to turn 21. It was June. Summer had just started. I was getting really tan and fit from playing so much tennis and swimming almost every day. Plus a trip to Florida with the family beforehand. And I was horny af. I had had my heart broken from my first GF two years previously, and had only dated one other girl in that time. Finally, with the new change of weather and distance and new memories, I was ready to get back out there— and frankly, feeling the heat—the need to meet someone and enjoy the summer with. Mariana had just finished her Freshman year, but was actually considering taking a year off to work for her Dad’s company, or transfer to a different school with a different major. I’m so glad we just happened to be surfing CL during that same week at the beginning of June. It’s crazy to think back on the serendipity of it all. It was the hottest, greatest, craziest sex of my life.

[MF] “My heart is pounding”, she said as I unlocked the door to my condo. The time I fucked a married woman while her husband was at work.

I met Alex (not her real name) a few months earlier while we were both in the hospital. Because we were on the same floor, we struck up a friendship and spoke about life, work, relationships we’d been in and occasionally, we flirted. We both knew the other was married so we never took it any further. I could sense that despite how happy she always tried to be, that there was some real sadness under it all. I never really let on what I suspected – I’d find out about it later on.

She was beautiful in so many ways. She had the kind of eyes you could get lost in. Big, endless shimmering pools that I’d spend hours just staring into. Her smile made me melt and no matter how bad my day was, just hearing her laugh made it all better. She was short, with brown hair, a pretty tight body and impossibly amazing legs. She always dressed well, smelled incredible and took good care of her physical appearance. I’d be lying if I didn’t think about what she looked like without clothes on.

Memorable Stripper Experience [MF]

Something about a strip club and strippers that just drive me crazy, I know strippers are in it for the money which is fine but there is a certain something about the idea of a stripper to me which is almost like a forbidden fruit. You know you are not suppose to touch, let alone”bite” the fruit, but when and if you do for that small moment in time it’s worth it until you get down from the high that is reality. To sum up sure it’s not worth the money but if you are in it for the just the naughtiness factor in my opinion it is totally worth it.

**Prelude:** During my time as a bachelor I often used a website (still available right now not sure if I can link) to look at reviews of strips clubs in the various cities I would go to for my work trips. I was 23 at the time had a decently paying job and full of hormones that kept me crazy horny especially when I have a chance to get away and go to a strip club.

[F] Punish Me

I made a mistake, disappointed my Dom, and need to be punished for it. In a creative twist, he decided to open up my punishment to all of you, hence this post!

My Transgression:

I am always to keep my toys charged so that Sir can use whatever he wants on his slut whenever he wants. He came over for a session and was going to reward me by using one of my favorite toys on me (yay!) It’s an air toy that you place right on the clit and gives his slut (aka me), very intense, delicious orgasms. I was so excited and went to get the toy only to realize that it wasn’t charged ? Sad moment for slut.

Obviously, Sir was not happy with me and not happy to find it did not work in the middle of a scene. I try very hard to please him and am disappointed that I forgot something so simple, so…

My Request:

Please decide how I should be punished for my mistake. Sir will read each response and choose a winner based on appropriateness and creativity. Once I complete the punishment, we’ll post back and let the winning suggestion know.