[RAOMD Success] [MF] In SOHO for One Night #NYC

I was in NYC for work and had a free night so I posted on RAOMD. I received a few responses, but El’s stood out. It was short, yet detailed, and even though we connected through RAOMD, she made clear that she wanted to reciprocate and explore boundaries. We moved to KIK to swap photos and the conversation flowed easily. I dug her smile and big curly hair, and liked her personality, so we set a time to meet at the bar. El shows up and is a little nervous, but relaxes after the first sip of beer. The conversation flows easily, so we finish up our drink and head to my hotel down the street.

We make out in the elevator for one floor and then move it to my room. We get in and move to the bed. As I’m on top of her, making out, she pulls her head away and says, “pause.” I pull back so we can discuss limits and likes. “We good?” I say, and she hesitantly responds with a worried look on her face, “and…uhhh…just a warning…I squirt a lot…”

“Promise?” I say with a big smile.

A story from the past [mf]

My wife and I have a great sex life. She is 5’3″ with 34D tits and a skinny tight body with olive skin since she was 16. Over the last while I have been asking her stories of her past. She shared this one with me while I fucked here. I came instantly. So I thought I’d share….

When she was 19 yrs old she went to a summer house party. Some friends parent was away. People were swimming and everyone was wasted. She was making out with some guy in the pool (they had made out a couple times before). He was a big guy and was bent over and started fingering her too. The pool was packed so nobody noticed (so she says). Of course nobody figured that being outside would be loud. The cops were called.

When they arrived everyone grabbed their stuff and took off. She and the guy grabbed their towels and jumped in his friends car. The car was full of his buddies so she sat on his lap in the front seat. As they drove he started fingering her again. She was horny and wasted and gave in. She spread her legs and he fit another finger as he worked her open.

[F]ucking so[M]eone 11 years younger

Not too long ago I spent the entire weekend having sex with one of the volunteers at my work place. He’s 11 years younger than me and a student at the college. On a Friday we had a farewell party for one of the nurses at a local bar. I had more than a couple. He wasn’t old enough to drink. Someone asked him to drive me home. Not planning on making a move, just not wanting to drink alone, I invited him in for a drink. While we were hanging out on the couch, I kept catching him staring at my legs. I let the bottom of my dress ride up as we talked. A couple drinks later he was sitting next to be on the couch. I put my leg up across his lap. He started to touch my leg slowly and lightly in a circular motion. I just continued to talk with him as if nothing was happening. As we talked his fingers moved up my thigh. We kept talking. Finally he leaning over and ran his fingers over my panties. I stopped talking and smiled at him. He pulled my panties aside and went right for my clit.

That Time I Was a Groupie, I think? [MF]

I pushed my hands into my pockets, and with the toe of my shoe kicked a little rock around on the asphalt. I could feel my dick beginning to pulse, as if it knew that twenty minutes later I’d be deep in her throat, her eyes watering, mascara running down her cheeks as she gagged on me like it could bring her eternal life. I tried to think of something else. I looked up and smiled.

“I um,” she rubber her hand on her thigh “I um, you know this isn’t something I do a lot.”

I laughed and for a second my ADHD kicked in. Her garage door was open. “Why do you have 3 heavy bags hanging in your garage?” I asked perplexed.

“Focus son!” she giggled, “I’m trying to tell you I don’t bring strangers into my house a lot.”

The time I came in my seat [FM]

It all started last month. I met a guy over a dating app and we started chatting. The conversation would start with lots that flirting and end up each night with each of us sending each other pictures and videos of us jerking off to each other. He would show me how tight his balls would get and I would show how many fingers I put inside myself. And after we would both show each other how much we came.

The feeling always excited me on how hard I got him and so forth. We also loved seeing how much we got the other to come. He would send me random videos on him in different places when ever he got hard. And I would show him with me at work and flicking my clit.

[M]y wi[f]es BFF tried to get her to have a threesome…we think

My wife went out to visit her best friend out on the east coat of Canada last weekend.

And she generally goes on “radio silence” when she goes to visit her, you know, not really calling or texting, just getting caught up in the fun and catching up with her friend.

Well when she got home on Thursday, after we had, had one of the best sexual encounters of our 15 year relationship. She said “So I think Chantal was trying to get me to have a threesome with her and Dan”

I just kind of stared at her blankly, not knowing what to say.

She explained that on the Friday night they all got drunk together, and Chantal was serving her Gin (my wife gets super flirty on Gin) and they started to play truth or dare. Now at 28 years old, its been awhile. And she was always getting dared to “Kiss chantal” or “Swap clothes” or to “talk dirty” and that sort of stuff. She admitted it was turniing her on in her drunken flirty state.

[MF] Who knew someone so small could be so strong

Longtime lurker first time writer! As my names sake implies I’ve hit that magic 30 and during the mild panic/retrospective I thought about all my sexual escapades and figured now is the time to share some of the more fun parts of the life I lived while staring in to the distant eyes of deaths cousin Midlife Crisis. Fast forward to time code Sexy Bit to skip background bits.

Now time for a little backstory/context for future stories about this FWB of mine. Taylor was a friend, and we had both done Theater work together her being a stage manager while I was in the booth doing booth things. We spent enough time together to be past the pleasantries and share a quick glance but being in a relationship at the time nothing ever came of it. She was petite with tight brunette curls, a very sexy pair of glasses, lovely pale complexion and strong set of C’s which she very proudly displayed during work weekends. Think a typical sexy librarian but the real life version instead of the crazy porn one.

[MF] The Darling slut of New Orleans, Part 2

After that insanely good Friday night, I was buzzing all Saturday morning. No matter what, my New Orleans trip was going to be a success.

I checked a few messages with other potential partners, but all I was getting was either honest answers of how they weren’t going to make it out, or hints of ghosting. And because I fucked Darling raw the night before, there was only one girl that I was going to be able to fuck without condoms until my next doctor’s visit.

But Saturday, she was feeling Droppy.

Intense sex is a drug. It’s the most natural drug possible, but it’s a drug. It’s a massive release of adrenaline and dopamine and any other feel-good chemical your body has. So while you might feel high and pleasant after a good fuck, you might also feel that counter-swing into a mild depression or hangover. In BDSM, that’s called being Droppy. I only learned the name for this sensation about a year ago myself.

[MF] Backpacking Through Asia And Fucking The Only Person I’ve Ever Loved.

*This is a repost from a couple of months ago, but I deleted them for some personal reasons and just found all three posts. It’s not some Karma run around it’s just that I’ve received a healthy number of DMs asking for the story, so I figured it’d be ok to repost it. The entire sad affair resolved about 3 months ago and I’ve included that. It’s just all so much.

Also this is SUUUUPER long.*

slight trigger warning: this story contains light slapping, choking, and spanking. If you’re into that, like I am… holla! But if you’re not, i’ll offset those parts with a ***** so you can skip past it or skip to it. whatever floats your boat]

The summer after I finished law school, I decided to buy a little yamaha motorcycle in Indonesia, embark from Jakarta and take 4 months to ride it to Sumba (where my Indophiles at?). Since I didn’t start my job until January, I felt rather than feverishly studying for the bar with all my fellow striving future barristers, my time would be better spent looking for surf spots, drinking some bintang, and working on (in retrospect) really, really, I mean fucking really, bad poetry. I packed a duffel, got a hold of some austrian dude who had a bike for sale in jakarta, and headed over.

My first time as the other woman [MF]

This is the fourth part in a series. I know what I’m doing isn’t the most moral.

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I was so nervous. I spent all day in the lab at school, but I eventually finished around 6pm. I knew he wouldn’t be free until around midnight.

I cleaned my already clean bathroom. Tried on 3 pairs of identical black tights. I sent him a picture of my outfit. Black tights and a grey shirt dress. I had on my favorite bra for emotional support. Cute and lacey. It’s much easier to feel confident in a cute bra.

I had started my period late the night before. I thought he would want to cancle but he said he didn’t mind if I didn’t. If I wanted to we could just talk.

I wanted more than just to talk.

Around 1am he finally texted me. He asked what I was doing. I was just reading a xanth novel. I asked about him. He had just fucked her, hard. She was passed out on their couch, completely spent and still covered in his cum.

Fuck I wanted him.