In college I had a crush on a teammate, but our track team had an unspoken rule about dating teammates. Maggie was the sweetheart of the team, I think most guys had a crush on her. She was short, with long jet black and a southern accent. As a distance runner she had the toned legs, slim waste, and abs. She was tough when it came to workouts, but sweet and genuine off the track. I was way to nervous to ever hit on her, but god knows I spent hours asking her questions about our constitutional law class we shared together.
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[FM] housewarming fuck
This is a continuation of a story about meeting and face fucking a realtor. It’s not necessary to read [that one](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/ykg0q9/face_fucking_my_realtor_mf/) first, but why not do it anyway?
After 6 months my new studio space was in full swing. It was a big, open loft space in the garment district with a small kitchen, and a lounge area with sofa next to a couple desks. I had two employees and everything was right in the world.
As I stated in the last story, my former realtor had suggested i fuck her on my sofa as a housewarming gift…. And, it was about 6 months until she was getting married.
It took a couple of weeks to align our schedules and find an early evening that worked for both of us. She was accountable to someone and I had employees. But we managed and one night around 7pm she came over.
It was late September and the sun set out of my windows on the upper floor of my building was stunning. The air was crisp. I’ll never forget it. M walked into the space dressed to the nines. She has used a formal work event as cover and was wearing a black dress with serious heels. Her hair was perfect. Her whole presence was perfect.
[Group]I am Swinger
My man and I. We hadn’t been together for long. From our previous (sexually frustrating) marriages, we were both rather reserved when it came to talking about our fantasies. As time went on we let things slip here and there. We were slowly realizing just how deep our sexual connection went. We began to experiment with role playing, anal, rough sex, sex in public places. I felt so at home with this man. I could express all of my desires without embarrassment. Things I would blush to tell anyone else, things I had never told another partner. And he appreciated it and encouraged it. Even if it wasn’t something he was into himself. He was understanding.
He loved talking dirty to me in bed. With his cock inside of me he would lean and whisper in my ear, telling me how good my pussy felt. Telling me how he loved to slowly run his tongue over my pussy, and to move it down to run it over my asshole. Every word making my back arch while he was on top of me and his cock slide deeper inside of me.
[FM] I went too far with a coworker, and I want to go further.
I have this coworker, Zain, who’s married, but he flirts with me a lot. When it’s in the office in front of people, our flirting is limited to harmless banter. When we are in a one on one situation, it tends to get a bit more risque.
We follow each other on Social Media and if I post something risque, like a swimsuit pic or wearing a slutty dress on a night out, he’ll dm me and compliment me on it. If I have a story up where I’m out on the town on the weekend, he’ll ask me if I got lucky the following week.
Zain is gorgeous. Mid 30s, brown wavy hair, square jawed, smile full of perfect teeth, piercing blue eyes, muscular physique. His wife is similarly gorgeous, she’s a lawyer but she could be a model if she really wanted.
I’m something of a BBW myself, Black hair, broad, big tits and ass, thick thighs and a round belly, I’m practically the opposite of his perfect wife.
I asked him one time why he flirts with me when he has her at home, he told me he likes Steak, but sometimes he’s in the mood for a Burger, which perhaps I should have been offended by, but I appreciated the honesty and the Hugh Grant reference.
[F] Gifts at the Door for the Shopping Whore
I arrived home to find a gift bag at my door. I took it inside and opened it and it was filled with stuff. Fishnet stockings, lipsticks, eyeshadow, chocolate, a cologne I had never tried but liked, and, interestingly enough, some lube that was supposed to get warm. There was a card with it that read, “I love watching you. You’re incredibly beautiful. Call me. James. I love getting gifts, surprise gifts particularly. I slipped on the black pair of fishnets and put on lipstick and eyeshadow and called him. He answered and I said, “This is Jenny. I just got your gift. Thank you so much.”
He said, “Glad you liked it.”
I replied, “I def did. I’m already trying it all out. It was so sweet of you to leave it for me.”
“Well, I’ve noticed you for awhile, and, to be honest, I’ve heard about you.”
I giggled and said, “Guys do talk. Where have you seen me?”
“Well, in the neighborhood mostly, but also at malls. I was always going somewhere or with people. But it was easy to find out where you live. I love your legs and seeing your ass bounce.”
“Thank you. I love all this stuff. You really do have good taste. Was the lube a hint?” And I giggled again.
“It was. Like I said, you have a nice ass. It’s supposed to feel warm.”
“Thank you, sir. I can try it now.”
“Do.”
So I got it on my fingers and started oiling my asshole.
“Are you doing it, ” he asked.
“I am,” I replied. I must have breathed heavier because he said, “I take it you like it.”
“I do,” I said. “It does get warm.”
“Good,” he said. “Is the bag enough for an invitation?”
“Absolutely,” I said. I think I moaned a little because I was still fingering my asshole. “I’m not a girl who just takes.”
“I know,” he said. “I’ve heard you’re a good girl.”
“I try to be. When do you want to see me?”
“How about now?”
“I was a little surprised but I said, “Sure. I’m alone. You def know where I live.”|
He said, “I’ll be there in a few minutes. Can you go to your window while you lube yourself?”
“Okay, Okay. Are you outside?”
“I’m near,” he said. “Can you leave the door unlocked for me.”
I had never done that before but I was totally turned on, so I said yes.
“Good,” he said. “Now get in the window and lube yourself up good. You have nothing to hide. Everyone knows what you are.” Then e hung up.
I got in the window and leaned on a chair while I fingered my asshole. It was dark outside and I couldn’t tell if anyone was out there. I was moaning when the door opened. I was facing away from the door. I didn’t move but I said, “James?”
“Yes,” he replied and closed the door.
He came up behind me and stroked my ass. “Just as I said. A nice ass.”
“Did you see me out there?” I asked.
“I did.”
“What did I look like?”
“You were so hot. I could see your arm moving and knew you were getting up into your ass. When you turned your face to the window I saw that you were getting off on it. The fishnets look good on you.”
He had put his arms around me and pulled me up. He was kissing my neck and fondling my tits. “I got three fingers up my asshole,” I said.
“Hmm, I like the scent on you,” he said.
“I love it,” I purred out. Thank you, sir.”
Then he dropped his pants and bent me forward and I felt his really hard dick stretch my asshole and glide deep in me.”
I groaned and smacked the chair I was leaning on as he gave it to my ass. He plowed my ass hard, then pulled out to see how muchI wsa gaping. I was groaning by then, and he went back inme again. He grabbed my neck and squeezed as he pounded my ass. I got pulled off the chair and bent over standing. Only his tight grip on my hips kept me from falling and I moaned and said stuff like, “Fuck yes, fuck yes.”
He thrust hard and came in my ass. We were both groaning when he came. I was bent over and my legs were quivering and my hair hung down to the floor. He pulled my arms behind me and walked me to the bedroom. He got in bed with me hugging and kissing. I jerked on his dick while he made out.
“God, I love how you fuck me. Thank you so much for giving me the gifts and coming to see me.” He was getting hard in my hand.
“I love how you like getting fucked up your ass. You’re a perfect girl.”
“Thank you, sir,” I replied. “I really do love having a dick in my ass. I want you to fuck me again. You have such a powerful dick.”
I rolled over and straddled him so I could ride his dick. “Turn around,” he said. “I want to watch your ass bounce.” So I turned and lowered my pussy onto his dick and let out a long moan. I pounded my hips up and down like a crazy woman. my hair was flying and then he thrust up and I felt him cum in me and I feel face forward between his legs feeling the cum rush through me and writhing slowly and groaning. I squeezed his dick hard and felt more cum ooze out and I straightened my back and groaned.
When we finally moved I turned and licked and sucked his dick clean. He got one of the lipsticks out of the bag and drew big lips on my face, then wrote on my back, “Jenny, Super Slut. Cum in.”
I walked him to the door and said, “I really loved it all so much. Thank you.”
“I love the way you are,” he said. “I’ll take you out soon. Now go stand in the window shwing your back until I am gone.”
I went to the window and stood there. I didn’t know how long he might stay so I counted to 100, then looked out the window. I didn’t see anyone so I went to bed.
Train pies 25[MF]
This story is about one of the hottest and most public fucks I’ve experienced, where I gave my gf a throatpie and a creampie out in the open on a commuter train.
Angelica was a sexy, dark-haired Italian girl with smooth olive skin and a slim, curvy body. Her tits were on the smaller side but she had a big round ass and the sweetest bald pussy that fit my cock like a glove. Her best feature though was that she was always horny and never said no to dick.
One Sunday afternoon we were riding a local commuter train back to her condo. We were alone on the top floor of the train, and as I admired Angelica’s smooth, tanned legs emerging from her short jean shorts, I got the idea that maybe we could get away with fooling around. As always, she was game.
[FMF] Cuckquean Weekend Night 2
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yn2slp/fmf_my_cuckquean_weekend/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
Ok so people seemed to enjoy the first night of my weekend away so here I am back with the 2nd night. I understand that some of this may seem a little out there but it’s something my man had organised and I love him so much for it.
So anyway Dave and I spent the day together on Saturday, took a ride on the Ferry and looked around the city, nothing too exciting but it was a fun day together. He text Allison to see if she wanted to hang out and she said she was going for some drinks with her friend Kristy after dinner and did we want to join them. We were assured that she was ‘in the lifestyle’ we said sure and agreed to meet them at around 9, we got some Thai food at a little restaurant that was delicious. I wore a dress, boots and a leather jacket. Dave more casual in a pair of black jeans and a t shirt. After we ate it was a short walk down to the harbour where we were meeting the girls. They were stood at a table out the front so we spotted Allison immediately, she of course was looking amazing, white jeans, heels and a backless dress. We walked in and hugged her as we said hello, she introduced us to her friend Kristy, she was thinner and taller than Allison, also blonde but more of a swimmer body. She wore leather pants, boots and a midriff top. Of course she was beautiful. Allison told us that she had told Kristy all about what we were into and she was excited to see where the night went.
I [M] am a self indulgent, [W]hore mongering drug connoisseur
I have no impulse control and I’m not sure I want any. I’m a man in my 30’s, good job, I own my house and I pay my bills, I work out and I eat well. Generally a very functional adult. I test my drugs and I have safe sex. But I do a lot of both.
When I was younger it was sleeping with random girls from bars, off the internet, neighbors, friends, any time I felt like it. I have slept with every one of my coworkers who I find attractive and one who I don’t. I love taking women to a few swinger resorts around town, watching them fuck a couple other guys while I jack off or fuck those guy’s women. For the last few years I’ve been really into sex workers. I treat them well, but I patronize them often. I still sleep with non sex workers but I’ve developed a bit of a fetish for transactional sex. I know a lot of men do that for a feeling of control, I think for me it’s simply convenience and the fact that I know I just get to leave, and I never have to look them in the eye again. In some cases I will choose to go pay someone over a naturally occurring hookup. I do it at massage parlors, independent girls, on my lunch breaks, sunday mornings, anytime the mood strikes me. I also dabble with a lot of drugs(no opiates of any kind, no meth and no needles but quite literally everything else).
Had to show my friend a nude of my wife after losing a bet. While it was worth it to see his reaction, it started a chain of bets where I got to see some of the hottest things ever involving his wife! [Group] [Cuckold]
Last month I posted about how I kept fantasizing about my best friend’s hot wife after accidentally seeing her topless. I also mentioned how much I enjoyed showing him a pic of my wife in her underwear as a way to make us even for me accidentally getting a peak at his wife topless. Things quickly escalated this past weekend when we got drunk together at the hunting cabin!
After getting back from hunting my buddy and I grilled some steaks, watched some basketball games, and started drinking very heavily. Toward the end of a game, we got into a friendly argument over the way a prior baseball series had ended a few years earlier. I was convinced our favorite team had quickly lost the playoff series in question in 5 games or under while he was adamant the series went to 7 games. He suggested betting $50 on who was right. I didn’t have any cash on me at the moment, but I was sure I was right. My confidence may have had something to do with the half-a-fifth of whiskey I had just drank. It had everything to do with me suggesting to bet a nude of my wife against his $50!
My First Threesome Experience with Some Townies, And It Was More Than I Bargained For [MMF]
So no shit, there I was during my junior year of college. Some buddies and I were in a shitty bar across the street from campus playing some pool. You know the type, one that seems to exist in any college town as part of some cosmic law. You know the place: décor that hadn’t been updated since the late 80’s, dull halogen lighting that only seemed to barley illuminate the place so you could find your way to the bar. The old and probably crooked pool table in the corner or off in a side room. Floor so sticky that there was a legitimate chance you weren’t walking out with the same number of shoes you walked in with. All of that to say, a total dive.
And it was our favorite spot.
For all of my Continental friends in the audience, drinking age in the good old U.S. of A is 21, and not all of our intrepid crew had reached that benchmark yet. So when one of the more ornery bartenders felt like the place was getting a little too crowded (more than 5 people in the bar), that’s when the ID started to actually get scrutinized. So unfortunately for me, our group of 5 or 6 of us quickly got whittled down to 2 while I was busy playing pool. And 2 quickly became 1 once the next venue had been located. In my mostly inebriated state, I hadn’t noticed the text messages.