Salty Ginger Tacos

This is the story of how I met (and bedded) my now husband Jack (story told with help of my friend Caroline, and Jack). My name is Emma.

There he was across the room. Tall. Slim. Fighter pilot slim. In a tuxedo. And wow did he look good. Dark hair. And did I mention tall? Tall. People were naturally gravitating toward him, and he seemed to have an infectious smile and laugh judging by the reactions of the people he was conversing with.

We were at a fundraiser and I found myself — consciously or not — moving about the ballroom we were in to better gaze at the handsome man that was Jack, making sure of course that he never caught me staring. And then in the shuffle of bodies moving criss-cross in the room, lost sight of him.

As I wandered from conversation to conversation I would impolitely look beyond the person I was talking to hoping to again zero in on Jack, but not luck. Gone.

The balance of the evening was fun, and I prepared to leave, exiting the ballroom and headed for the elevator.

College Days — memories of a blowjob[MF]

I have been reading here for some time, and I thought I would see what I could add. This is my first submission so please be nice.

It is hard to remember all of the college days, but when I think about them there are a handful of girls that come to mind. Lets call this Susan. Susan was a bit of a free spirit. She was an attractive girl. She stood about 5'8" and had light brown hair. Her breasts were perfect by my standards. They were a B cup, small firm nipples, and just the right size areolas. I loved looking at her. Her body was candy to my eyes. My eyes would move down from her smile, to her breasts, over her smooth belly, to her bare pussy, and over her legs. Sitting her now thinking of her makes my lips smile and brings a rise…well you know the location…

[m/f/f] Friends-giving fail turns into a great night!

Recommended reading: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3nzo8u/mff_wife_surprised_me_in_vegas_with_a_threesome/

Back in September I had to go to Vegas for a conference. My wife, Amy, and one of our closest friends, Carrie, flew out to spend the weekend after the conference with me. Carrie was dealing with the end of a relationship, and, very long story short, her and my wife got all kinds of freaky with each other while I watched (and eventually fucked my wife). My wife kind of orchestrated the whole thing, she's awesome that way.

Well, since that weekend, a fair amount has happened. Carrie stayed with us until she started a new lease in November. She was clearly working through some stuff. I travel a lot for work, and wasn't home much until recently. Admitting I wanted to fuck Carrie kind of came back to haunt me though, because my wife insisted on keeping me up to date on all the sex-related events happening. She and Carrie didn't anything together, sexually, but they did go shopping a fair amount, and my wife told me that Carrie has been buying all kinds of sexy stuff, skirts, tops, new underwear, etc… Apparently Carrie was hooking up a few times a week, and had started using Tinder with regularity. Amy actually recorded one of Carrie's sessions and made sure to play it for me on one of our FaceTimes. Weirdest boner I've had in a while.

[m/f] Keeping quiet at the thin-walled in-laws. (Not-so Sneaky Shower Sex)

Last year around Christmas time my wife and I traveled up north to visit her family for the holidays. When I say north, I mean a few miles further and we'd be in Canada. As I'm sure anyone who lives in the general area knows, there is very little to do in the winter up there except stay inside and try to keep warm. Playing in the snow is only good for a few days. So here I am, cooped up in this small house full of in laws and thin walls in a frozen wasteland. You can bet the bedroom had to be kept quiet.

I don't know if the cold was getting to me or the cabin fever, but about a week into this I am starting to get horny as all hell, and with no privacy to take care of it (much less get my wife to lend a hand (or a mouth (or ass))). I know what you're probably thinking, but no, the only bathroom had no lock on the door. They were living like savages up there. Obviously this made daily activities like shitting and showering stressful enough, so there was no way I was going to pull off a covert fap in there. The situation was bleak.

An Unexpected Night (MTT)

This is from a few years back, I was 23 at the time, had just finished college, found a job in LA, which is where I had gone to school, life was starting to take shape. That summer was when one of my good friends came out as gay. It wasn't too much of a surprise, but he needed support. He had been single for a while and wanted to start really looking, so I offered to go to a gay bar in Hollywood with him.

It was an older looking place that had been retro-fitted from a typical looking bar into more of a club. My friend was doing well, out dancing drinking after loosening up. I was alone at the bar, I consider myself a "but-his-face" of a guy, I'm 6'1" dark hair, muscular athletic on the verge of brawny, 8.5×6 inch cock that is impossible to hide even with my best efforts… I was getting some undesired attention, one guy was a little aggressive about trying to switch me, another guy was really nice and bought me a beer to say thanks for being there for my friend, taking the drink I walked him over to meet my friend on the dance floor.

A Sexual Education: Preface

Preface: short but detailed.

I studied at a high school where most things were normal, just as in any other high school. A variety of students of all social and ethnic backgrounds, you have your usual goody two shoes, jocks and athletes, the ‘cool’ guys, people that are sort of just there and just about every other type of student personality you can think of. Almost everything was normal. Except for one thing. We had a drama teacher, my favourite drama teacher may I add, for reasons yet to be explained, who had, well, let’s say rather a very high libido. Ah, Miss Revie. Loves sex. Can’t get enough. Dressed sexy but within the limits of what a teacher can wear, has the most elegant and delicate voice, and her intelligence just added to how much everyone wanted to fuck her. The thing is, once students turned 18 at our school, she offered a sexual health clinic to students for sex advice. So I decided to take my close friend Vivi to her for advice on how to go the extra mile in our sex life and really make it the best sex it can be. Long story short, Vivi and I asked her to help us film a sex tape for ourselves.

A sexy, surprising early morning “raid” [m/f]

I’m writing this story, because after a long “dry spell” concerning issues with my wife’s sex drive (I’ve been posting about this), this morning I had an experience, that is just “typical” for how things used to be. I find it so hot that I’d like to share:

This morning, at 4:45am, the alarm clock started playing its song because my wife, lets call her Ann, had an early business meeting in another city. A colleague was picking her up at around 6am at our home. I had the day off because of too much overtime at work. When I woke up from the alarm, I had a rock hard boner… and was horny as hell. I’ve been having sexy dreams all night long. Ann is currently in the time of her ovulation. I don’t know how, but I can always sense that and I’m extra horny.

I’ve been pressing and rubbing my hard cock against her all night but no reaction :-( I was hoping for “in the middle of the night” sexy times. Ann is a deep sleeper and didn’t notice the alarm clock, so I woke her and she left for the shower immediately, leaving me alone with my erection and lust dripping cock (no exaggeration). I don’t really know how I could, but I fell asleep again instantly after the bedroom door closed and kept having another sexy dream.

Ass[f]ucking a [m]arried slut and knocking another item off my bucket list

I have a sexual bucket list that includes all kinds of crazy and not-so-crazy things. I have no idea if I'll like all of them, but I would like to try all of them.

One of the things on the list was to assfuck a married woman who doesn't afford her husband that luxury. Another thing on the list was to fuck someone who was visiting town for work. I've already managed to scratch the latter one off my list, but who said I can't do it twice?

I got an email last Tuesday from someone. She claimed to be married and in town for work. She said her husband isn't allowed anywhere near her ass. And she wanted me in there.

We emailed, exchanged numbers and pictures, and confirmed we were who we said we were. I also confirmed she was into BDSM and then packed my bag of toys and rope. I also discussed hard limits and safe words.

We agreed that we would meet at 9 PM in the hotel room. She was ordered to shower, shave, keep the door ajar, and wait for me on the bed, naked, with her face down and ass up.

Opened 2/? (MF / MFM / Bi, true)

In chapter one I described my first night at June's house, and my first sexual encounter with June. If you read it you can skip to the next paragraph. I needed a place to sleep, June and I were friendly acquaintances, we seduced each other and I – confirmed bisexual though I was – lost my anal virginity to her long black dildo, "Charles." Well, her finger first, then Chucky. As she blew me. And it was awesome. You also learned, as did I, that I was now her second boyfriend with a larger than average cock. And that June planned on us having fun together.

T’was the night before thanksgiving, and all through the house, not a shirt was stirring, not even her blouse. [MF][True]

Honestly, I wasn't feeling very festive. Thanksgiving had been less and less a "holiday" since when I was a boy. No one played football in the crisp fall day anymore. And football games weren't a time to sit around and see just what others thought about the sport, it was a typical football day with lots of fantasy points being scored. Malls were having sales, and people were sleeping far earlier than usual, so they could get to the stores bright in the morning on Friday.

But just because I wasn't feeling 'festive' doesn't mean i wasn't in a thankful mood. Technology, one of my favorite man-made things, gave me an opportunity that made me oh, so, thankful. I had been talking to a girl who was amazing. We texted and maybe even sexted, just a bit, but we talked a lot. But we had no chance to meet, for some time, in the foreseeable future.

Until yesterday.