My wife sucked me off today. (MF)

I was working in my office and my wife (a SAHM) texted me to come to our room. I figured she just needed to talk about something so I walked casually down the hall. When I got there she was laying in bed and asked me to come cuddle with her for a little bit because she had missed me today. I hopped into bed and put my arms around her, not expecting much more than a quick snuggle before I returned back to work.

She wasted no time proving me wrong. She quickly started kissing my neck and reaching up my shirt. Catching on I kissed her back and reached down to touch her ass while I worked with my other hand to unsnap her bra. After it came loose I lifted it up along with her shirt so I could see her chest. I love my wife's tits. They're not enormous but they're still nice and plump and look great on her petite frame. When she's riding me, just the sight of them bouncing around is often enough to get me off.

Always the best; a night out, a night of passion[f/m]

A long time since we'd seen each other; dirty texts, pictures, and phone sex making us delirious for each other; 150 miles of separation couldn't stop our passion for each other's bodies. A planned weekend of fun, drinking, smoking and family comes together and all is right with the world. Basketball, hpnotiq, and some good ol top-shelf CA cannabis has made for a perfect evening…almost. We were alone in the room together anticipating, dying to remind outselves of our perfect passion together. A cuddle turns into to a kiss, we fell back on to the bed and my hands began to roam: her exquisite hips, that amazing ass, and the hard nipples poking through her shirt had my cock hard and twitching in my jeans. I nibbled her bottom lip and pull her face closer, my arm around her shoulders and pulling her tighter to me Her hand was stroking my cock over my jeans; she squeezes perfectly and I lose my breath. I needed more, my hands slid up her shirt and pull at her nipples, so sensitive she could come from them. Her breasts are amazing: firm and large, it feels like a cigarette in my lips as I bathe it with my tongue and trap it lightly between my teeth. She pulled my cock out, unzipping my pants and running her hands all over it, pre-cum showing my appreciation at her skill. She stroked it up and down, just right like a firm velvet glove and I couldnt stop thrusting into her hand. Id unsnapped her bra, mauled her tits from cleavage to tips and now I needed to know how she felt. Popping the button on her jeans, sliding my fingers I to the waistband of her sexiest panties to find her shaved had me shaking. Further down I cupped her pussy in my hand and could feel her wetness…there's nothing like it. I kiss her once, twice. Deep soul kisses of two experienced lovers that know each other so well…I parted her lips with a single finger and she's drenched; just the way I like it. I teased her pussy, barely entering her, then stroking her clit in the downward motion that makes her come hardest. I want to, but I can't My appetite is strong and I must feed it. She's wearing fishnets, they make her legs look incredible and feel awesome as I drifted down to her pussy for a taste. I kissed my way up her thighs stroking every bit of flesh I could, leaving fire hot trails of kisses up to her vee.

52(M) and 23(F) – Naughty Teachers

I retired from the military 10 years ago and lost my wife of 22 years to cancer six months later. I went through what I now imagine is a "normal" cycle of grieving, and eventually was left just feeling empty.

Through encouragement from friends, I started dating. I went to dinner and movies with a few women my age, some were Facebook "friends" that I barely remember, but we pleasant enough. One was a blind date my sister arranged. In this case the relationship lasted several weeks, and was put aside mostly due to geography (she was 100 miles away). During this time, I realized I needed a little help, and got a prescription for Viagra. The advertisements are all true. It's a game-changer.

Around this time, I decided to become a teacher (Middle school science). It took a while to become certified, but I like kids, and love science, so it was a good fit. At my first school, I secretly dated a reading teacher around my age. She was exactly what I needed, I guess more of a friend with benefits than anything else. I kept my little blue pill prescription filled.

Our first time meeting… My first time being treated like a whore. (F/M)

We plan to meet at 7. I'm nervous the whole way there- replaying every conversation we've ever had in my head. Trying my best to comfort myself… "Stop worrying, this will go fine." 7:06 catches my eye on my clock. I'm late, of course. I text you, letting you know I'll be there soon. You assure me it's fine. You tell me what you drive. I am finally pulling into the parking lot. I think I spot your car. I pull in front of it. You let me know you are inside using the bathroom. "Okay, you're fine you." I tell you. You ask if I'm here. Damn, of course this is the wrong car. We finally find eachother and there you are…

Wow, you are handsome. Even more than I anticipated. Your dark hair, your glasses, your nice smile. They all make me beyond attracted to you. I'm so nervous, but I think I'm doing a decent job at hiding it. You hug me, this makes me feel somewhat better. You ask if I'm ready to go. Of course I am. You open my door for me and I get in your car. I quickly remember all the things we have spoke about, could they happen any sooner?

The first blowjob (19F/M)

I recently discussed my sex history with one of my partners. He suggested that I should write the more interesting ones up and post them here.

Over a decade ago, when I was maybe 19-20, I was in a relationship with a cute and funny nerd who I very much enjoy describing as a "Good Catholic boy." Last I heard from him and saw him, he still at least appears this way. He was a mix of German, Scottish and a bit of Irish, tall, dark blonde/brown hair depending on how much time he spent in the sun, and cute in that charming boyish way. We weren't very sexual to start due to my being raised as a repressed Asian who had to act very prim and proper, and he was nervous of scaring off his first girlfriend. To give you an idea as to how proper I acted and how nervous he was of scaring me off, during our very first date, I politely ASKED for my first kiss. "May I kiss you, Chris?"

Fun in the ocean with a stranger.

(M/F) This story begins with myself and my buddies Nate and George all going to spend the day at siesta key beach in Florida. We were lucky enough to have a few days off in row from work so we spent the night before getting pretty wasted at a local bar. Anyway George and I decide to go walk up and down the shore to see if there's any talent at the beach on this overcast day. Just before we leave Nate who decides to stay back. calls me out for being the quiet guy that I am and says, "Jim! You better say the first thing the comes to your mind when you see a girl. Your funny and Witty, use it!" With my new found confidence I'm ready to start talking to some girls but before George and I even see a girl, this mid 40 year old woman takes a glance at us. This woman has huge fake tits (probably around Double D) dark tanned skin, a black cowboy hat covering her bleached blonde hair wearing a micro black bikini. We're now walking behind her because she was already walking the same direction only faster. Her bikini was doing a poor job of covering up very much at all which me and George didn't mind. Her legs were long and for an older woman she had a nice tight butt as well. Being only 23 at the time I didn't think twice about saying anything to this woman but before I knew what happened George mutters with a slight confidence, "Yee-Haa." She turns around and gives us a smirk. With no hesitation as she looks at me I totally did the night at the Roxbury move and tipped my imaginary cowboy hat at her. As soon as I did that she did a complete double take and stopped in her tracks. Walked right up to us and I don't remember the exact dialogue but it went something like this…

Cheating with my (f) roommate’s boyfriend. Part 1

Part 1 of a story I wrote based on my experiences.

The apartment door opens, and a familiar smell fills the air. It wasn't the kind of smell that welcomed her when she first moved to America. Her first roommate was another Saudi girl. From the same city Nabila was from, Riyadh. A young woman that attended a nearby school, NYU. When Yasmine came to the US, she developed a keen interest in cooking different kinds of foods. Corn tortillas filled with sliced chicken coated in cumin, dark chili powder and salt, topped with Pico de Gallo, avocado, and cilantro and served with fried sweet plantain. Or steaks fried in homemade maple garlic butter and fresh sprigs of lemon thyme. Or rice served in a stone bowl and topped with spiced ground beef, boiled spinach and bean sprouts coated in garlic, oil and salt, and served with a gojuchang based sauce.

It was always something new. Now, though, now the smell is consistent and… Unpleasant. It was the smell of skunk. Her new roommate and her boyfriend smoked every day. They were nice people, of course, she just missed the daily, delicious meals. Maybe I should learn to cook instead of sulking

Early morning Sex Games (M/T)

I woke up this morning, spooning my topless girlfriend. She had woken up first, and my morning wood had been poking the back of her thigh. She had parted her legs a bit and reached between them, slowly stroking my cock until I woke up. I kissed her neck and playfully groped her large breasts before getting out of bed to get us some coffee.

I come back, still rock, and so is she. She is just wearing a pair of basketball shorts and it's obvious that her cock is still very hard. I walk over and give her a kiss as a slide a hand down into her shorts and give her a few strokes.

She whispers into my ear "lets play a game". I agree and she tells me to sit on my ass in the middle of the bed. She crawls on the bed towards me, slides my boxers off and then pulls her shorts off. She sits on my thighs and straddles me so that her legs go back past me.

(M)y Very (FF)irst Pixie Threeseome (long)

My first adventure into a threesome happened many years ago, but I figured it would be a good story to share to this group.

My girlfriend (Megan) at the time had just started to work for a spa in a city on the peninsula of the San Francisco bay. This meant that she had a new influx of female coworkers to hang out with. One of these coworkers was this Gothic pixie named Becky that we started spending free time with to smoke weed and drink red wine, mostly at her apartment.

Becky quick became a close friends. Through this new budding friendship she shared details about her ongoing relationship with her boyfriend who she didn't get along with well. It sounded like the trouble was she was older and looking for a steady relationship and he was still wanted to play around. She also complained that their love life was not great, much of it had to do with her taking a while to get to the goal and he didn't last long. After a few months of their bullshit they finally broke up.

The Following Night (MFM- and a continuation of Me and the Wife’s First Time with Friends)

The night before, Jack, Ed and myself had introduced my wife Jennifer to the incredible and completely unexpected pleasure of group sex. Waking up that morning though, I was worried that with the light of a new day and without the pleasant fog of alcohol, my wife was going to be upset with herself, with me, with them, and with anyone or anything else she could come up with. Honestly, I had no clue what to expect. So I stretched and rolled over to see if she was awake and wanted to talk.

It was about 11 that morning (it had been a long night!) and I figured she was just laying there with a lot on her mind. Clearly I was over thinking it, because she wasn’t even in the bed with me. That’s when I noticed the delicious aroma of fresh coffee brewing and some faint sounds coming from the kitchen. I got up and put on my robe and went to investigate.