So here is the thing… (and be gentle, this is my first post) I’m 25 and my boyfriend is 35, we have been together for almost 2 years. Our sex life has never been spectacular but it was good enough (I still had an orgasm eveytime even though it was pretty monotonous for my likikng & appetite) we were having sex fairly regularly (3 or so times in the week) when he was home from camp (he works 7 days on 7 days off) then things changed. It didn’t happen all at once but slowly just came to a screeching hault for the most part. A big part of it seemed to be his drive and performance was down. We made a comeback though and things started to look up again. He was initiating it much more than before, it wasn’t so monotonous and I was satisfied mostly. We stopped having bummer, overly emotional conversations about the problems all the time and I made a bigger effort to make it fun and climactic for both of us. I was trying to be a real team player, it is more fun if we both “get there”. Months went by and the same thing started to happen. Again, slowly and not all at once but the same effort on my part wasn’t doing it for him anymore. I could feel this dark cloud around anytime I wanted sex and the exact moment he just gives up trying my heart sinks a little more each time but I put on a happy face and finish him off willingly. Recently the same thing happened but this time he wouldn’t let me help him. He said he didn’t want me to have to work so hard, that it wasn’t fair to me. On one hand I get where he was coming from, he didn’t want to disappoint me again but I thought we were a team and him giving up let me down more than not having an orgasm would have. We had talked about him going to a doctor to cross that possibility off the list before but he always put it off and resisted. After that day I just made the appointment for him. The appointment was set for a Monday so all we had to do was get through the weekend. In addition, we were having troubles I guess you would say in other areas of our relationship which put extra pressure on us. He doesn’t communicate his feelings very well. He turtles in and pushes it down. I on the other hand am the exact opposite.. I want to talk right away and get it all out there (it is something I’m working on) for 2 days I kept telling myself to leave well enough alone, don’t ask questions you don’t want the answer to and just wait until Monday to see what the doctor says but it was eating away at me. When I told him about the appointment I made we spoke briefly (I was trying to tread lightly to not hurt his feelings) and he said he didn’the have the same issues when he was masturbating so it must not be physical. I confirmed by saying so there is only problem when I am in the room. He said yes. (Ouch) I think I would have waited until Monday to talk more but that set me into a self conscious tail spin. We didn’t speak about it the rest of the day but after a night of bad dreams involving him and other women (I have bad dreams frequently) my emotions were running wild and I pushed the issue when we woke up. After a while I started asking direct questions (because getting information out of him freely is like juicing a rock) he admitted to masturbating at least every other day while at work (never trying to include me in it btw as I work out of town too and have on many occasions sent&asked for pictuers/videos and would be more than willing to participate) when we would only have sex maybe once or twice the week he was home and I initiated it, that he thinks of porn while he is inside of me and that he isn’t as attracted to me since I gained weight (double ouch.. soft spot for me for sure) (part of the reason I gained weight is the lack of intimacy and living isolated in the place he wants to live plus he has gained weight too)
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Pretty sure I’m a prostitute for a guy [MF]
Haven’t posted in a while, sorry guys :)
A couple of months ago, I was involved with an older guy who treated me like eye candy and was given sex when asked. He quit because he got back with his wife and he didn’t want to risk her finding out. He lived up north but had business clients here so was here several days a week.
About two weeks ago, I run into one of his business clients at Target. He asks what’s going on, etc. And when he finds out I’m single, starts flirting big time. I flirt back a little and give him my cell. That night he text me for drinks, I accept and give him my address. I’ve also been living alone for a month now but that’s another story. Anyway, I get prepared and look ready for a good night, he shows up early! I let him and keep getting dressed. When I come out, he’s got wine already poured and gives me a glass. I don’t have wine cups so we drank from plastic cups. He flirts a little more and we both drink the wine. I have to watch it with wine because it gets me naked fast, he didn’t know this. I give him a kiss and tell him let’s go.
Business Trip Surprise Pt 3 F/M BBC
Business Trip Surprise Pt 3 F/M BBC
I knew she was a great cocksucker but hadn’t thought someone from her work would be experiencing her talents. I’m not sure why but I just wasn’t prepared for that. Later after dinner I called my wife but she didn’t answer and then I remembered she was to be out with friends this evening till late so I drove around aimlessly for a little while till I found the strip club some of the guys had talked about. I went in and found a seat and enjoyed the show. There was one girl that looked a lot like an old girlfriend dancing which made it a bit more interesting. It was an uncanny look and I might have been fooled except I remembered that what I was seeing was how she had looked years ago and she would have been much older now. It was fun to think she might have been on stage showing her goods to everyone who wanted to see though. It was getting late so after a couple more dancers I decided it was time to go to be and drove back to the hotel.
I[m]pulsive quickie in his [f]ront seat
Ben and I had been planning on getting together and hanging out for months. Just as friends, we had never been anything more than that, despite the intriguing circumstances in which we met. He wasn’t the best looking guy in the world. In fact, he was a little chubby and awkward. He wore glasses that reminded me of a librarian. But he was sweet and one of my closest friends.
The whole week we texted back and forth about going to catch a movie and playing some Magic or going up to the Paintball arena. It was supposed to be great. He left his house, about three hours away at about 10AM on Saturday. Around noon was when I got the phone call. My dad was never a man of many words. After I answered he just said “Gram’s gone.” and that was that. A few more sentences of me asking if he was okay and him pretending to be and then making excuses about having to call everyone before hanging up. I almost forgot Ben was coming until he texted me again. I had been frozen on my porch steps since getting off the phone with my dad, but smiled through the tears when I saw that he said he was in town.
My first taste of her, and her of ours…
She lapped our combined cum from my pulsing hole as her husband pulled out of me. His voice went up a thousand octaves in surprise and my eyes widened in horny bewilderment at the sight of it.
I had been a very lucky unicorn for a young Australian couple for a month or so when this happened. The sex was perfect. They were clever and totally on my wavelength. The fucking began with our minds. Delicious!
I was 24 when we met and desperate to make it with a girl. I had known for many years that I craved to be with one but didn’t know where it would lead me…
After one disastrous attempt at a swingers’ club, where I attempted to drink away my nerves and ended up passing out (they kept me safe and were very understanding) I eventually managed to find a couple with whom a summer of filthy sex was all ours.
The moment I’ve been waiting [f]or
Thump! Thump!
Terry’s penis was being quite moody today. He stared at its veiny shaft as it quickly swapped too and fro from stark raving hard to completely flaccid. As a result, terry’s penis head quickly slapped against the underside of the table and- thump! “Golly!” Terry exclaimed, “there is is again!”
“What’s the matter honeycakes?” Erica inquired as she went over the hair of her vagoo with a louse comb. Then she exploded because she was imaginary or something. Terry couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Well golly gee!” he shouted as his bowels let loose, “this day just could not get any worse. Then it hit him. It was perfect. A shit-eating grin shot across his face and his heart fluttered with anticipation. With a click of his heels Erica appeared again before him, her pussplace hairier than ever before. “I am expressing that I am female in a sultry manner. Furthermore, I would like to have sexual intercourse with you” Erica said, in a way that females talk. She then raised her armpits, and through the jungle of fuzz, terry could see that her armpits too were hair ridden baby-slots.
Business Trip Surprise Pt. 2 F/M photos
This was started a couple weeks ago and you might enjoy the first part lead in to this part first.
Business Trip Surprise Part 2
When I went into the work the next morning I couldn’t wait to check email to see what was sent over night. More photos had arrived with her having done more posing for Bill and his friend. She was laying on the couch with nothing left to the imagination. Stretching out on the couch slightly spreading her legs to show them and looking directly at the camera. I have to say it was hot!
She looked pretty sexy like that and it was even more erotic to know that someone else was taking those pics and looking at her naked body. She looked to be enjoying the opportunity to show off for me. I went on about my business that morning and went to lunch.
I got pretty busy doing some things away from the computer, meetings, etc. so wasn’t able to get back to my desk until late in the afternoon. First thing I did was check the email to see if anything else was in there and there was. More of her on the couch but this time a different background from moving the couch and she was in still sexier poses.
The roommate [M/F]
Until I found my own place, I spent the first month in the new city renting a bedroom in a friend of a friend’s flat. The friend of a friend, who has long since been promoted to friend, is Czech. His partner lives in Prague. They typically visit each other every few weeks: usually, he makes the trip there. Though I have seen her a couple of times in the ensuing months, I never met her during the brief period that we lived together.
Because I was staying with a man who was at the time only a slight acquaintance, I didn’t bring lovers home with me. My partners hosted the various one night stands as I discovered my way around a new city. I did masturbate at the apartment, on occasion with porn on the laptop for inspiration, or while chatting with my ex-boyfriend in California over Skype. Our two bedrooms were adjacent. The doors and walls didn’t afford much privacy. I know he heard me because I heard him. Sometimes when I started playing with my pussy at night, he would jerk off, too. The collection of circumstances amused me.
A fantasy I have always wanted to enact with my wife has became a reality.
Somewhere along the line of our 10+ year marriage, my wife and I started to get kinkier in the sex we shared. It started simply enough, with dirty talk which I just blurted out in the heat of the moment. I still recall what I said. She was wearing one of those full body net suits, and she was Sitting atop my cock, moaning in her usual way. As I approached orgasm, I felt a tremendous surge of euphoria and I just began panting to my wife: “Do you like how I fuck you, baby? Do you like how I fuck you? I had never before done this with her, and I’ll never forget the look of pure carnal lust in her face as I repeated my mantra. In a labored voice she said “Yes! I love how you fuck me.” That was the moment that I realized my wife was a bit freaky. It really turned me on to see her as a freaky, sexual being. It was incredibly hot for me, and it was the moment when our sex acts became much more exciting and fulfilling. I love my wife deeply as a true friend and lover, but there is another side of me that wants her to be only my submissive sex kitten.
As I mentioned, from the moment I spontaneously engaged in dirty talk w/ my unsuspecting wife, our sex life has been the fulfillment of one personal fantasy after another. It has been nothing short of wonderful. One particular fantasy that comes to mind and was even more pleasurable than I imagined, involved a can of whip cream and my wife’s beautiful ass.
A quick side note on her Ass: it is plump, round, muscular and absolutely gorgeous. Once I began to view my wife as my personal sex slave, I became quite obsessed with her ass. (I still am). As I became more wild in my desires, I conceived of a fantasy involving my wife’s beautiful and unique ass and a can of whip cream. I began to wonder if there was a way to shoot whipped cream up my wife’s ass…to fill her up with it. I could see in my minds eye how unbelivably hot it would be if after taking the whipped cream up her ass she expelled it out, “shitting” the cream all over my body and into my mouth. This fantasy began to take root, and it became a private obsession that I felt I could not share w/ my wife. It just seemed too out there for her to along with. (I should never have doubted my wife’s kinkiness!) Eventually, my private personal fantasy became such a desire and an obsession, that I could not keep it from my wife any longer. Finally, I explained to her how much I loved her ass and how I in fact, I borderline worshipped it. I then told her what I wanted to do. She was immediately turned on by the idea and agreed wholeheartedly. My heart absolutely sored when she not only agreed to make my fantasy a reality, but was evidently very turned on by the idea.
We decided to do it that very day. The first step was my wife giving herself an enema to clean her system out. She then took a hot bath. This all took a decent amount of time, and became quite tortuous for me as my desire and longing were at an all time high. I remember just feeling so unbelievably horny as I waited. Finally the time came when she emerged from her bath, hot and perfectly clean inside and out. In preparation for my fantasy, I had obtained a length of plastic tubing that fit perfectly over the nozzle of the can of whipped cream. The other end fit perfectly up my wife’s ass. I can still picture how hot she looked with that tube coming out of her ass–the subject of so much of my personal obsession.
I couldn’t believe how effectively the cream flowed up the tubing and into her body. It worked much better than I thought it would. After she said that she felt full inside, I laid on the bathroom floor and directed my wife to squat over my face and to proceed to expell her cream straight into my mouth. I remember feeling literally dizzy with pleasure as I watched my wife’s beautiful ass hover over my face. I was so excited! I then instructed her to use her hands to spread out her ass cheeks and to subsequently push. I’ll never forget the first sight of that white cream beginning to squirt and dribble straight from her body. I remember that as she pushed, her beautiful asshole distended out a surprising distance away from her body, and it’s slit began to part as the cream was pushed out. It looked even hotter than I had imagined.
Immediately, I opened my mouth and positioned it just below her asshole. The cream flowed into my mouth, coating my taste buds and eventually filling my mouth. When my mouth was full, I swallowed deeply and greedily. It tasted very sweet with just a trace of a musky scent/taste that I quickly recognized as her hot insides.
I also clearly recall something else that happened which was just so hot and pleasurable: as she pushed over and over, shitting the cream out in long flowing tubular streams, I noticed that she began to piss. Her pussy was wide open and visibly wet, and the piss dribbled out and over her pussy lips which were shaved smooth. When I saw the piss flowing out of her pussy, I couldn’t help but begin to take it in my mouth…it taste a little bitter…it tasted wonderful.
Needless to say, we both found the experience to be incredibly hot, and we have repeated this particular deprived sex act a handful of times. Since then, we have continued to experience and realize our fantasies with each other….but that is another story for another day.
18[F] 28[M] Out of towner Happn-ing
The Seattle dating scene is pretty mediocre. The “Seattle freeze” is definitely not confined to just friendships. I’ve been quite burned out from a lot of less than successful dates. One of my New Year’s resolutions was to take a pause from actual dating and just have some casual fun for a bit. I’ve found hooking up with people visiting is just what I’m looking for.
I pretty indiscriminately “heart” people on Happn (a dating app vaguely like Tinder but based on crossing paths) as long as their first photo looks passable. I matched up with an 18 year old who said she was here from middle of nowhere Arizona. Apparently she came to Seattle hoping to start over, but that wasn’t working out, and she was going to head back soon.
A few messages back and forth and I suggested we get coffee together (I know, stereotypical Seattle) and walk through a nice park nearby. She was game. Day of we did exactly that. Being Seattle it was of course raining outside. I can only guess she packed completely wrong for Seattle because she had nothing remotely water resistant on or with her. Nonetheless she was down for walking through the park.