[M/F] Can’t stop thinking about last night

Hey babes, first-time poster, please be gentle ;)

literally never done anything like this before but I HAVE to share this one and I have very vanilla friends. Some details have been fudged, partly for anonymity, partly cause by the end I was pretty drunk and it’s a bit of a haze.

I guess I’ll set the stage- husband and I are in our late 20s, together for a real long time. Some of you in LTR know the joy of fucking someone for so long you know exactly what makes them tick. It’s the best.

I’m not gonna lie we are at least above average in aggregate couple attractiveness. I’ve got tig ol biddies and dumps like a truck truck truck. Long super curly hair. Ambiguously brown enough that I’ve been called everything from Hispanic to Black to Greek to Haitian to Indian. I’m into it. Husband is decidedly white but he’s got this real dark hair, very striking facial features, and a sorta beefy James Dean look. The actor, not the porn star (although….)

Anyways we’re usually very flirty and mildly kinky so none of the following is necessarily new but there was just something about last night.

I need help…addicted to harmful and abusive sub fantasy (m/f)

I brought this on myself, but I’m addicted and don’t know how to get out. I have been dom with my wife, but wanted to try being submisive and humiliated. It’s been in the back of my mind for awhile now. My wife and I are in a semi-open relationship and we play on fetlife.

 

I contacted a cute, curvy girl named Ally about being her sub slave and was a little surprised by how eager and responsive she was from the start. She told me that she was going to dominate me and humiliate me. We exchanged personal pics to prove we were real and she made fun of my body and my cock. She said that I wasn’t hot enough for her and that I would only be good for a few things. When she found out that I had a wife, she took it in a direction that I didn’t think would or could happen though, and I was surprised by how much I love it. But it’s so wrong. And destructive.

 

Naughtiness while husband is out o[f] town

Naughtiness while husband is out o[f] town

I posted a similar story on /r/hotwife earlier, but I think this type of story is better fit here. Basically, my wife and I made an account at a porn video site (where you buy minutes) back in 2009 when she admitted that she likes watching it. At that time, we would watch together to help spice up our sex lives. Sometimes it was once a week, but other times it could be months in between viewings.

Recently, I’ve discovered that the History tab actually records the date and time each movie was last watched.

I’ll occasionally browse back to see what she’s been up to, because I never use those minutes by myself, and the frequency (which has been on an upward trajectory for years) has *really* kicked up significantly over the last few months. She does it here and there throughout the week when I stay out late. But when I am out of town, that’s when things really go crazy…

Back in July, I was gone for a few days and was doing my best to occasionally log in and see what was happening:

I got lucky, really lucky over the weekend (m27/f44)

Just thought I would share what happened to me over the weekend. I can’t believe it myself so…

 

There was a local street festival in my city that I could walk to, so I met some buddies to have some beers. We got pretty drunk early on and I was actually sobering up now that it was getting late. I had to get up early on Sunday. So, we ran into these two older ladies earlier in the day and one of my friends, Jake, flirted with them when we were standing in line for beer. One of them was considerably hotter than the other and was dressed to kill in a sexy, tight dress with tights and wedge shoes.

 

So hours later, my friend Jake that flirted with the hot woman was just about shit-faced, but still walking around randomly…we were going to get him food when I see the two older girls again.

“Hey, how are you guys…He missed your chance with you, I guess. Got too drunk…”

I pointed to Jake and the girls watched him stumble away, laughing.

[MF] my girlfriends mom

Let me start out describing myself. Some women find me physically attractive. I’m athletic, and work very hard to keep my body in top shape. Im also blessed with a 9 inch cock. I was always quite in high school about who I fucked etc. But girls always spread the word how big I was. I fucked around but never had a serious long term relationship until college. One of the girls from my high school Ashley was going to the same college as me. She is a short little blonde, with 38dd tits and a nice fat assets for a skinny girl. We ended up hooking up a few times in her dorm and things soon took off. Our relationship turned serious. On spring break we went to her house in Tampa, Florida.

[m/f] the curvy nurse got spanked (story 1 of 3)

A few years ago, I met a woman named D who was interested in having a disciplinarian. I was interested in disciplining someone, so it all worked out just fine. D said she had plenty of experience in the BDSM scene, and that turned out to be true.

After a little online chat we decided to meet up for lunch. She looked exactly like her description: longish reddish-brown hair, light eyes, pale skin, curvy, and 4’10. I’d already seen other parts of her online, but suffice it to say she has wide hips and largish breasts. Her face was kind of round. She was pretty.

D turned out to be a nurse in her late 20s who worked three-day shifts and then had four days off, so she would be available during the day, which was when I was available. So that was a plus.

After lunch, I offered to spank her over my knee in the backseat of my car, so that she could get a feel for what it would be like. She agreed, and got 140 swats — 20 over her panties, then 40 more in three sets, and by that time she already had imprints of my hand on her backside — a surprise, because she’d told me she “didn’t mark anymore”. Now, to be fair, I wasn’t *trying* to bruise her, although I certainly enjoyed proving her wrong.

[F]illing Up Before [M]y Road Trip

Before I start, I’ll give a little about myself. I’m a 5’11”, brown hair, hazel eyes, and HWP 28 year old male. I go to the gym regularly, decent amount of muscle, but I would say drinking at social events and eating poorly on weekends has kept that inevitable pooch over the abs. Hopefully that gives the picture. Anyway, I’m your regular old guy who for some reason has had really good luck over the past few years. Enough about me, this is a story about a time I was heading from my Midwest/southern state to go home and visit my family.

I was having a pretty good day – had a few playlists on Spotify and was actually looking forward to the scenic, six-hour drive home. I had forgotten to fill my gas tank at the gas station near my house, so I decided to wait until I got closer to the interstate exit to fill up. I start to pump my gas and about halfway through, a very cute, Hispanic woman pulls up in an SUV. We made eye contact and exchanged smiles. My heart started racing. She was probably close to my age and I could tell she noticed me again when she got out of her car and blatantly turned to smile once more. She was the type of girl that is best described as slightly thick but with curves in all the right places. She looked a little something like this [girl](https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/ce/18/06/ce18065dd4db01fcb93fdc4a0e1e2a01.jpg) but just an amazing smile. My gas tank clicked full and the thought went through my head – “Do I go up to her or not?”

(M)y girl(f)riend and I were rushing to get ready when we couldn’t wait any longer.

This is from a few years ago, but every now and then I think back to it and it gets me excited. My then-girlfriend Katie and I had just gotten back from a road trip where she was visiting grad schools. At the time, we had only been together for a few months, so the chemistry between us was still white hot. She was constantly horny. So was I. This day was no exception, despite us having been on the road all day. We had visited three schools over the course of the week, so it was a lot of miles and hotel nights together in close quarters.

We were running late and were in a hurry to get ready because her family was on their way into town to meet us for dinner. Unfortunately got back into town late because of construction traffic that went on forever. It was a sticky April afternoon, and all we wanted to do was run inside, shower, and put on clean clothes.

A Story of a Chance (m)eeting at a (f)estival

Falling in love in a single weekend. Something I never thought was possible, but here we are. It all started with a last minute proposition from a friend 2am the night before we left for the festival, “Hey man, J has an extra ticket to this music festival this weekend. You should ask him if you can go, we need another person to help run the lights.” Less than twelve hours later, we were on the road, the van loaded down with projectors, tents, coolers, and cases of beer. After almost five hours we finally reached our destination. The first night of the festival was somewhat uneventful. We spent a few hours setting up, finding power for the lights and getting our campsite in order. From the moment we set foot in the festival grounds, I could feel an incredible energy emanating from the people around me. The first girls I met were riding around in a golf cart and came right up to our van as we were parked by the campground entrance, before we had even unloaded any gear.

The dream

It was a like any normal Sunday night, watching a movie with a really good friend; sharing a laugh and enjoying music. Little did I know, that would change. We lay there on my bed; it starts to get cold so I slide closer to her for warmth. She looks up at me with those chocolate brown eyes that you would give the world up to see and smiles that smile so pure you can’t find anywhere else. Butterflies rush into my stomach and it feels like I’m in heaven, my face probably red, but I shine a smile right back at her to let her know everything feels perfect. I put my arm around her and bring her closer because honestly I’m freezing and all I want at that very moment is to have her in my arms. What she did next shocked me to my core and I froze in place as I watched her hand slide down my chest to my pants; she rubbed up and down my bulge while looking up at me, lust in her eyes. She quietly said “what’s this?” before biting her lip. There was nothing I could say, I felt her grip get tighter around it as it throbbed in her hand, getting thicker and harder by the second. She climbed on top of me, her hands on my chest; sitting directly on my bulge. Her beautiful jet black hair cascading down on me, making everything around me go dark and all I can focus on is her gorgeous face and her perfect body on me. She leans down for a kiss, her hair engulfing me and all I can feel is her soft warm lips on mine and her slow, perfect movements on my bulge.