Toeing the lines of danger [MF]

First post on here, please be gentle.

Background: 36F having an affair with a coworker.

I know that for the most part, people will be quick to discredit a story. Yes, some are blatant fallacies, but do with the stories you read as you will. I come to this sub to share my personal experiences because no one in my life or circle will ever fully understand it accept it. The majority of people who know me see me as someone who follows the rules, the teacher’s pet, the goody two shoe, but all that innocence help to hide the naughty woman I am.

To say we played with fire is an understatement. We played with fire all under the noses of our coworkers is definitely something. He (M36) has always said I am an exhibitionist and that I(F36) like to live dangerously. I can only live as dangerously as he allows me to do so. We’ve had trysts in the the some of the most precarious places: IKEA bathroom, parking lot, in front of an open window, at an old unused military air base. But tonight would have to take the cake.

A college bbc showed us alumni a good time [MFM]

Over the weekend my wife Danielle and I decided to go to some of the college bars that typically the younger crowd go to at our old university to meet up with a friend of a friend who we have only met one other time in a bar for a few hours. Despite feeling like the oldest people there even though we are only 30 we were lucky to find our friend and he led us to a group of seniors who welcomed us into the game of darts they were playing after agreeing to buy them a round of shots if we lost.

I have never been good at darts so although my wife and I tried out best we lost and happily bought the 7 of them shots as a prize. They let us hang out with them as an extension of their friend as we got to know them and continued drinking while we shared stories about different party houses on campus and what had changed over the years since we both graduated.

Daydreaming inside her thighs [MF]

I found myself in an old familiar place today that I hadn’t considered in an real depth for probably a decade.

Between the thighs of my old love.

She was beautiful. The most beautiful woman I’d ever been with. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. The moment I saw her I remember how it hit me in the stomach like a wrecking ball. Absolutely annihilated me. I remember waiting, practically hovering over my phone, waiting for her to call. Two days. Two anxious, hopeful days.

I explain all that to segway into the topic of my daydream. Will share more about her and us some other time.

Today, I could not stop recalling what laid between her thighs.

She honestly had the plumpest, more suculant pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure to…pleasure.

Her lips were so phat. So gorgeously tender and soft. I scan Reddit now and there are some beautiful ones, but none…none…rival her’s.

I used to kiss it like a lover that had been lost to time and space, or crashed for years on some distant desert island, only to be returned to me that day. She used to close her eyes and stroke my hair as I spent ungodly lengths of time, not trying to make her cum (though, of course…) but just…enjoying her.

One Time on Vacation [f]

A happy memory from a few years ago.

I used to go on work trips with my dad during the summer because he would go to a bunch of fun places.

One of the best times I had was in Hawaii. I spent hours alone on the beach drinking all the virgin pina coladas I could get my hands on and was working on a really good tan.

We were staying in this tall hotel on the second to top floor but the drawback was that the balcony didn’t face the water. Outside our balcony was a big mountain and to the right was the other wing of the hotel kinda closing off the view to anything else. Sucked, but it was Hawaii and I was on the beach most of the time.

We had been there for a few days and my dad was getting breakfast downstairs with some of his coworkers before an early morning meeting. It was about 745 and I couldn’t get back to sleep after he left. I played on my phone for a bit. I was getting the urge to get myself off and started just rubbing myself a little.

Meeting in the Office [MF]

Thursday afternoons are always draining and require a little more motivation than any other day. At least on Friday’s you have the weekend to look forward to but Thursday’s seem to never end. We’ve been working together in the office for a couple months but I knew from the second I saw you and your beautiful smile that I wanted to really work on you.
We have a meeting with a couple other co workers late in the afternoon. I’ve been looking forward to this meeting all week because I knew it would require us to be in the same room long enough for your scent to rub off on me.
I specifically wore scandalous lingerie that requires a magician to slip into. I’m wearing expensive black pants, my nude high heels, a conservative button down and gifted pearls from my father as a sweet 16 gift.
Although the morning seemed to drag on and on the meeting started on time. I’m sitting there with my coffee, water and laptop listening to Stu ramble off some numbers. The nasty pornographic thoughts of me and you together are running through my mind. I take glances of you every time I take a sip of water. You seem just as enthusiastic about this meeting as I am. Eventually the meeting comes to an end and I build enough confidence to ask you to stay after to discuss some of the meeting minutes.
You seem surprised by my request and a little taken aback considering we have little communication at work. Reluctantly you abide and hesitantly sit down across the conference room table from me.
Everyone left the office and we are alone. I come up behind your chair to double check something on your laptop. I lean over your shoulder and inhale deeply. My listerine flavored breath must have gotten your attention because you turn your head and we make eye contact. I laugh flirtatiously and unbutton my blouse making a joke about how hot it is. You stand up and we face each other with only inches separating us. I push you down on the table and begin to unbutton your pants. I move so quick that you aren’t able to vocalize uncertainty. I swallow your dick in my mouth and suck on it like a lollipop. You immediately become hard as I suffocate and gag on your cock. Tears start to roll down my cheek as I struggle to take in oxygen.
Your hands grip the sides of the table and you throw your head back in pure pleasure. Your open mouth moans as satisfaction takes over. My eyes are closed because I am concentrating on every one of your small tremors. I feel one of your hands pull my hair up and guide my head up and down your cock. You stuff your giant dick in my mouth and hit the back of my throat. I struggle to take in any air and dig my finger nails into your upper thighs. When you release your hand from my head, I release my mouth from your dick. I rip open my shirt and undo my pants while keeping my shoes on.
You stare at my body and every single movement. I shimmy my hips to lower my pants and try to remain calm. We both sense the excitement of knowing what is about to happen. The thought of you inside me has preoccupied my mind for months. The anticipation is killing both of us but I insist on teasing you as I strip.
My blouse is still open, my lingerie and my shoes are on. I turn around so my back is to you. I keep the thigh-highs and garter on but slowly take my thong from my hips to the ground.
As I’m bent over in front of you, this is your invitation to see my soaking pussy and put your fingers inside of me. I have to put my hands out in front of my head because you are feeling so deep and I need to brace myself. The way you rub my clit and twirl your fingers inside of me have me screaming for you to fuck.
You instantly jump up and insert your cock into me. Your hands wrap around my garter so you can fuck me deeper and deeper. The force makes you grunt as you push harder. I feel as if your cock is in my stomach. I pull forward and my juices are all over your dick. I turn around step toward the table. Kissing on your mouth and sucking on your lips, I slowly sit my ass down and lean back.
The table is at the perfect height so you don’t have to bend your knees and you can move your hips forward in order to get the right angle into my vagina.
I close my legs and stick them straight up into the air to make my pussy super tight. You have no problem sliding into me and put my ankles to the left of your head. Your right arm wraps around my legs so you can get the deepest slant into me. Your left hand is gripping my ass check. I cum within a matter of seconds and know you are about to too.
As I squeeze my pussy lips around your cock and moan as I cum, you slow your thrusts down and spread my legs open. You keep your dick inside of me and watch my intense orgasm spasms. My eyes are closed and my back is arched but I can sense your smirk. Your feeling of accomplishment is visually pleasing to you.
When I catch my breath and open my eyes I lock into you and signal that I want you to do whatever it takes to cum. I hear you say under your breath ‘let’s go’ and I prepare myself to get fucked.
Your hands are on each of my tits and you are hunched over my body. I wrap my legs around your waist and pull you closer to me. I latch onto the back of your neck and pull up so we are at eye level. I push my lips onto yours and lightly bite your tongue.
My hands move to your ass and I stab into you. There is no amount of space between you and I. I’ve never felt closer to someone in my life and at that moment you cum. My mouth is sucking on your shoulder and we are both completely out of breath. Your warm cum spews like a water fountain into me and we both freeze as if moving would terminate any of the feelings we are experiencing.
You pull out and we examine each other for wild sex wounds. I giggle like a schoolgirl and you have a glimmer in your eye that screams innocence. Without saying a word, we pack up our belongings and head home.

The [f]irst time I realised i like being exposed

the first time I realised I like being exposed

I already told the story about forgetting my swimsuit at the pool and I think that’s the first time I ever felt the thrill/embarrassment of being seen.

However the time I really knew it turned me on was the time I did some work with a photographer. There was a team of men and women there all having different girls to try different clothes on and have our photos taken to show what the clothes looked like in different sizes and shapes of women.

I was told to wear a nude bra and panties so they didn’t show thru any of the clothes but when I got there one of the female assistants said it’s easier to shoot with disposable panties and no bra.

I was embarrassed as I thought I’d not be seen in anything less than underwear. She said it’s fine and everyone was doing the same. I looked around and other girls were topless in the disposable panties. I felt more at ease.

Hungover Suck Off [F]

Just discovered this sub so thought I’d also share here.

I went out with my girlfriend over Friday night and had some fun but sadly pulled no one who caught my eye. My girlfriend on the other hand had much lower standards having already sucked one guy off near the smoking area, and then ditching me for 2 guys who had their hands up get skirt practically as soon as they were out of the door. I spent some more time out batting off barely legal boys and far too creepy retirees, wishing I had followed my girlfriend instead but she far too busy to pick up her phone. By the time I get home, I’ve recieved some pictures and videos or her in favious positions which I enjoyed drunk on my sofa, but they didn’t fill that empty void in my pants. Sensibly, I was too tired and drunk to risk a last minute hookup, and fell asleep treating is as a problem for morning me.

[MF] Spontaneous BDSM and Anal in the East Village

Now that I’m about to enter my fourth decade, I’ve been thinking back to the experiences I had as a 20-something in NYC. It’s too bad they never made a Sex in the City for men coming of age in the mid-to-late aughts. It would have been a lot hornier than the original. I think it would have ended about the same, though. In the end, some banker finds you all the way in Paris just ‘cause he just can’t quit fucking you.

*The men and women of Manhattan, circa 2004-2008, were a horny bunch. They did a lot of wild shit and none of it was recorded because no one had an iPhone. These are their stories. Dun Dun.*

[you’ll have to excuse me; I watched a lot of TV.]

Olivia (name changed) was a hottie. She was a southern girl whose family history went back to the Mayflower. She was tall, only a few inches shorter than me, and kind of looked like Lily Collins. Large doe-eyes and prominent eyebrows, cheek bones, pointy chin. She had breasts that were a small handful with thick, protruding nipples that looked like erasers on novelty-sized pencils. Her best and most incongruous feature (she was otherwise very skinny) were long legs. Sculpted calves leading to thick, juicy thighs and eventually, if you could bare to look, an absolutely enormous ass.

[F] 20

Eventful weekend. F 20

So based on previous post it was an interesting weekend. For more Context we went out for three nights. Again forgive me for the vanilla posts and lock of “gruesome” details compare to the rest of reddit.

The next day I continued as normal in terms of avoiding any contact or alone time. I was not scared but just shocked, nervous and just uncomfortable with the whole situation. As a group we had a relaxing day of hiking swimming and drinking. At the end of the day I was exhausted. I was sharing a Cabin with three of my girlfriends. Two of which where preoccupied that night and were still out. I was relaxing with one of my close friends just talking and gossiping. Someone knocked on the door I went and checked it was the guy. I told him we are busy and asked him to leave, I wasn’t rude but I guess it didn’t sound polite. My friend began pestering me about what happened. She was drunk I was a bit to much down as well. We should have slept earlier. Anyways she really nagged me about it so I ended up telling her about the two incidents. She asked me questions which I didn’t expect at all. In the situation and I guess with My preoccupied mind I forgot that she did mention a couple weeks back she has a small crush on him. So the topics where more like how it felt. How is he etc etc.

I [f] humped a plushie and squirted on its face

after my last humping post someone suggested I hump a big plush toy. I’d never humped one before. I went into my closet and found a huge bear I won at a fair or something.

I felt a little weird about getting sexual with it but I was so horny I figured I’d try.

I got naked and laid on the bed with it. It did feel kinda nice with its ‘fur’ against my naked skin.

I watched videos of other girls humping plushies while I lay next to it rubbing my tits and inner thighs.

Eventually my pussy was aching and wet, desperate for me to touch it. I wasn’t going to. I wanted the plushie to do it all.

I copied the girls on the videos I was watching and mounted the bear. My pussy immediately wet the fur. I rubbed against it and it felt so good on my clit. I humped and humped against it for a long time. My tits hanging down as I bounced on the bear. I loved the idea of someone seeing me this way, desperate for a release, humping away at a toy bear.