Our First Swing – Part 3 [MF] [FMF]

So after a very eventful morning, with both Mary and Jenni playing with me until I came, I knew it was going to be an eventful day. I got up to shower and clean up, and ended up joining my wife for the tail end of her shower.

“You look satisfied,” she teased as I got into the shower with her. I could only smile in response.

“So, we’re doing this, right?” she asked.

“I mean, I think we’re way past the point of no return now.”

“And you’re ok with me being with Oliver?”

“I mean, I can’t complain, can I?” I responded. “Jenni and Mary both were saying they wanted me to have sex with them today.”

We’d been talking and teasing about swinging for a few months now, and it seems like what my wife was most excited about was the prospect of sharing me with others. She began to lightly stroke my soft dick at this point. The hot water and steam, the conversation, and of course my wife’s sexy body all combined to have an effect on me. My wife leaned in as I grabbed her round ass. “I want to watch as they experience this dick for the first time. I want to see you fuck them hard and hear their moans as you stretch them out.”

[MF] Time I [M] slept with my best friend/roommates ex [F] [part 1]

Some quick setup here; This was back around my 3rd-4th year in college. I was roommates with my best friend since grade school, after my initial year in the dorms, then a year in the fraternity house, and old friend transferred to my university and we rented a house. My friend, let’s call him James, was a serial relationship guy. Ever since grade school he’d always had a girlfriend. He and I were sort of opposites in that sense, as I just never focused on settling into anything until post college; just wasn’t a priority for me back then.James and I surely shared some crazy dating scenarios growing up, and especially with his choice in girlfriends.

[FM] My [F30] first BDSM sex party – Part 2

I looked around, I could see some men staring at me but I wanted to fuck with another tall black man. There had to be another one in this club.

I told my first guy that I wanted to explore other options and said good bye.

I approached the rails overlooking the dance floor again.

I noticed a black dude but he was of average height. I still went for him, I tapped his shoulder from the back, he turned around.

I said hello, smiled and asked if he wanted to go upstairs. He didn’t hesitate to follow me.

I lied down on the leather bed again and asked him to fuck me. He took off his leather boxers.

I was a bit disappointed by the dick size. It wasn’t tiny but wasn’t huge either, kind of average.

I let him go down on me though while I hoped someone else would show up with a better dick to fuck me.

He wasn’t giving me a great head either so I started getting bored quickly. I told him I needed a shower. He decided to followed me there.

[FM] My [F30] first BDSM sex party – Part 1

I had my first BDSM sex party experience in Berlin. I was traveling there for my summer holiday.

I am into kinky things – dressing up in leather, wearing chokers and leashes, getting spanked and humiliated. I’m a bit of a masochist but not the hardcore type.
I love sex clubs, so wherever I travel, I try to visit one there.

This time was different though. I was traveling solo so this was the first time I would be going to a swingers party by myself.

I registered online and read the rules. There was a dress code – you had to wear leather or latex.

I bought a new leather thong with high waist and a matching body belt attached to a choker.

I was very excited throughout the week. I was planning out my outfit, playing in my head different scenarios and strategies of how to get fucked by the hottest guys in that party.

I was imagining myself all destroyed and covered in cum by the end of the party. Nothing would be holding me back from getting fucked like a real dirty slut.

[MF] [PUBLIC] The Picnic Table

Names changed for obvious reasons. We were M21 and F20 at the time. Spice starts after the *.

I like to think that everyone has that ONE lover that changed the course of their lives. Like the origin story in a sexual universe. The Big Bang so-to-speak. It could be as fleeting as an unforgettable one-night stand or a decades-long marriage, but it’s the person who clicked in a way that completely defines ones future sexuality. For better or worse.

Mine was Carly.

I had entered the last year of my undergrad and was really hitting my stride both academically and socially. I had a big agenda and was loving the challenge. In the previous three years I had fucked my way through a substantial number of co-eds. Enough that it was noticeable in my fairly small university. I gained a reputation. It was annoying. So, as I began the final year of my degree I vowed to take the high road, become more accomplished, reduce partying and try to keep my dick in my pants. In retrospect, this new outlook lasted for about a month.

Carly changed everything.

White guy fucking Arab Muslim hijabi [MF]

We’ve been together for 3 years but my secret hijabi girlfriend takes the month off every year while she observes her holy month.

We met over 3 and a half years ago when she was just 19 and I was 25. We met online and became friends but then soon realized we didn’t live far from each other. She’s about 5’4 with nice olive skin and a huge fat ass and a gorgeous set of tits. Despite wearing the hijab she was still visibly attractive .

At first I proposed my feelings but she said she didn’t feel the same way but as time went she admitted she did have feelings for me but since I was white it wouldn’t work.

We began flirting as a couple. And flirting translated to hangouts as just friends. Which led to touching. Soon enough we were in my apartment where I was teaching her the ropes . As I was her first everything .

It first started with me rubbing her pussy with my hands. Then with my tongue. Then she began regularly sucking my cock.

[MF] UK Holiday Encounter

This happened back in 2003, before smartphones and social media apps. Recently I’ve been thinking back to my sexual encounters. This particular one happened in the summer when I was 18. Hope you enjoy!

Everyone is over the age of 18. at the time.

I was on holiday with my family down in Cornwall for 7 days (cant remember exactly where) during August. We had a lodge on a complex and it was one ,if not the, final holiday with my parents and my older brother (A year older than me).

Upon arrival my parents wanted to unload the car and sent my brother and I to ‘go find something to do’. We found a table tennis table which was free to use. As we paddled the ball back and forth a group came over to us, and looked to be around our age and a mix of guys and girls. We made conversation and it turned out that they all lived locally and hanged around the complex. One of the girls parents were the onsite/live-in managers, and she stood out to me. She also seemed to be the overall leader of the group. Although I can remember a lot of detail her name escapes me. she looked hot wearing summer wear. She had brownish shoulder length hair, a grey strappy top, which followed the outline shape of her tits, and tight shorts. I defiantly checked her out and not doubt she spotted it. After chatting to the group for some time my brother and I headed back to our lodge.

[MF] Mom, Panties, Tight Jeans, Boots

Last night I found myself walking behind her at a restaurant, absolutely floored that her incredible ass, wrapped in tight jeans, would later be mine. She’s self-conscious about the weight she’s put on recently. I don’t think she knows how good she looks a little thicker and curvier. I tell her.

We sat, we ate, we talked. She’s absolutely wonderful. She says funny things, she blinks her big eyelashes. None of the music or the banter being exchanged by first date people around us could drown out my thoughts about what an incredible woman she is.

We drove home, and she walked past me to the bathroom. She looks absolutely delicious. When she came out, she whipped off her leather belt quickly and said, “Wishaw!”

I couldn’t help myself, this long-haired creature standing in front of me, partially undressing. Ass so fat you could see it from the front. I grabbed her hips and silently guided her to the room and bent her over the bed. That ass.

I’m somewhere between a dom and a sub, whatever the fuck that means. But she is mine, and I won’t live forever, so fuck it. This is happening.

I [F]26 was used like a sex toy by a stranger [M]41 while my husband [M]28 fucked his wife [F]40 in the other room. (Part1)

I’m breaking this real story in two parts because of Reddit limitations. Sorry in advance, this is my first extremely extensive post ever, because I need to get this wild weekend out of my system and have no one to tell this story to since swinging is such a taboo. Its late at night and I still can’t wrap my head around this experience. I’m physically exhausted, swollen, bruised, extremely pleased and happy.

Husband (M28) and I have been together since high school. I had only been with another guy besides him and he had only been with me. We’re both very sexual and open with each other and talked about opening our relationship for a while. To illustrate us better for narration purposes; I’m a slightly curvy 5’ 2’’ latina with long back hair and I’d say a conventionally pretty face (I get compared to Dua Lipa) My husband is 6’ white latino, with a thick athletic body covered in tattoos. (He gets compared to young Fabio lanzoni lol). He’s straight, im bi-curious.

[MF] Creampied by a client

My ex-boyfriend and I (19F) were together for a long time. He didn’t go to college but he moved in with me when I left for university. We got a place together but we had trouble making money to pay bills and rent. He got a minimum wage job and I got financial aid but eventually we ran out of money.

He didn’t like it, but I started working at a strip club at night. We fought all the time over it. I started letting clients touch me if they tip more and then I got fired when I got caught giving a regular client head in the VIP room. I told my bf why they fired me and he broke up with me. But I convinced him that I did it for money so we can pay our bills.

Soon after, we started driving to clients houses and he waited in the car while I went to have sex with men for money. I could tell it killed him but he didn’t say anything. I was seeing about three clients a night and we made good money.