My girlfriend at a university department XMAS party Part 1 [Str8] [MF] [fingering] [oral] [PDA]

[This a repost of a story I put up several months ago. It was removed as Reddit thought is was spam.]

This is a true story told to me by the girlfriend I had in the mid-80s. I have changed the names of those involved and have changed the exact place and time. My girlfriend, Kate, was 21 and married at that time of this incident. I was told this story about 35 years ago. It is accurate to the best of my memory.

Kate was 5’8 and weighed about 130 lbs. She was generally slender except for her luscious round ass that she knew men liked. She had shoulder length red, wavy hair, green eyes, an upturned nose and pale freckled skin. She had almost nothing in the boob area. She was very classy looking and dressed very nicely. She was very smart and quick witted.

Kate and I had been living together for several years after she separated from her husband. She knew I had multiple affairs with married women. And I knew she had several affairs while she was with her husband. I had told her many details about my affairs and she found those stories very arousing.

I finally have Claire Part 3] [Str8] [MF] [oral] [sex]

[This a repost of a story I put up several months ago. It was removed as Reddit thought is was spam.]

This is a true story. I changed the names of all and some details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It has been near 45 years since this happened so I hope you will cut me some slack.

Claire was a hot, sexy cheating wife who liked younger men. Claire had permed light brown hair, blue eyes, stood about 5′ 7″. She had small breasts and a tight ass that wiggled when she walked. She weighed 125 lbs. Claire was very good looking with delicate features and a light complexion. I was 5′ 11″ and weighed 235 lbs and was in excellent shape.

Reindeer Games: Prancer [M/F, anthro reindeer x wolf, oral, anal, domination/submission, rough, public, erotica] (AmethystMare)

A little anthro reindeer submits to a wolf’s teasing penetration…

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Razak grinned widely, his tongue lolling out as Prancer, a smaller reindeer with darker spots struck through the brown of her fur, laid herself back along the length of a log, which supposedly was for eating, for him. She pulled her legs back saucily, showing off the slit of her sex, already glistening with her juices, seemingly unbothered by the cold, the snow lining the ground around them. It had already, however, been scuffed up by both cloven hooves and paws.

The wolf had given up on any clothing while the reindeer seemed intent on making use of him before their winter flight, pulling the sleigh together, though he didn’t care all that much how they did it anymore. He had been interested, before, how it was done, but it was hard to care about something like that when he dropped to his knees, lapping sensually into Prancer’s pussy, his flexible tongue spreading her folds, letting her sweetly accept him.

[MFF] Drunken Dare Gone Risky Wild.

I had these two female friends Michelle and Christine from my college days, that although they said they were just best friends, I think they were lovers on the down low. We worked at the same crap call center, and often times would hang out at Michelle’s place and drink, while they smoked a lot of pot (I never got into it). I had had sex with Michelle many times, but never had done anything with Christine, not for lack of wanting to.

Anyways, we got pretty wasted one night, and I learned that aside from casual sex, Michelle and Christine had a very kinky side. We were playing a drunken game of truth or dare, with cards, just the three of us. Rules were, whoever draws to lowest card wins, and gets to pick something sexual that the other one has to do, no take backs, and it was all a secret until the draw. I didn’t see a loser in this game, so I was all in, and of course I draw a two the lowest card. Michelle draws like a Jack, and Christine draws a King. So I’m the lucky loser.

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Darla buys some toys for me to use with her part 3a [Str8] [MF]

[This a repost of a story I put up several months ago. It was removed as Reddit thought is was spam.]

This is a true story. I changed the names of all and some details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It has been more than 40 years since this happened so I hope you will cut me some slack.

To recap: Darla, the wife (46 years old) of my supervisor Will (early 50s) had started an affair just two weeks after we had met. We had gotten together just once when Will was away. We spoke on the phone every Thursday evening when Will worked late.

You can skip the build up and go to section marked with —— to get to the action.

The Thursday after our first full sexual encounter, Darla and I began planning our next get together. It was now late April and golfing season. Will had multiple golf trips already marked out on the calendar. The next up was scheduled for the second weekend of May – a four day excursion two states away. He was to leave very early Friday and return very late Monday. So Darla and I would not be able to safely get together for three weeks. But when that time came we would have an entire weekend to play. We would have to make do with phone sex until then.

Claire lets me play with her tits and then sucks my cock as her husband watched from outside his office Part 1 [Str8] [oral] [cuck]

[This a repost of a story I put up several months ago. It was removed as Reddit thought is was spam.]

This is a break from my stories about Darla, the wife of my supervisor, with whom I had a 5 month affair. I am continuing to work on stories about that affair but recently something happened that brought back pleasant memories of my relationship with an absolutely lovely married woman from church. What happened to trigger these memories? I ran into my affair partners husband. Yes, he is still alive. Alas, she passed on several years ago.

This is a true story. I changed the names of all and some details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It has been more than 45 years since this happened so I hope you will cut me some slack.

Tim was an accountant with a one man practice. He and Claire lived three blocks away from my family home in a small town in the Northeast. They went to the same church as did my family. That is where Claire and I started to flirt whenever the two of us were alone. The flirting was very exiting for me as Claire was one of the three best looking married women in our large congregation.

Darla and I celebrate Independence Day Part 5 [Str8] [MF]

This is a true story. I changed the names of all and some details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It has been more than 40 years since this happened so I hope you will cut me some slack.

To recap: Darla, the wife (46 years old) of my supervisor Will (early 50s) had started an affair just two weeks after we had met. We have had several sessions together, including a weekend when Will was away and some sneaky sex at the Memorial Day cookout. I was 24 years old at the time of our affair.

Go to the —— lines for the sexy parts.

Will invited me and several other single people in our office to a cookout on Independence Day and then to go see the fireworks that same evening. I knew he was going to ask me. Darla had told me the previous weekend, while we were in bed together, that he was going to invite me. I was looking forward to being with Darla at their house. I wanted to pursue some mischief with her.

Under The Blanket [Str8] [F/M] [exh]

Our eyes connected from across the room as your brother announces that we should watch a movie. We look both agree quickly and try to non-chalantly walk to the couch. He sits on the couch perpendicular to ours with his girlfriend pulled close to him as they snuggle. I put my legs across your lap and you make a point to act annoyed. Your brother reminds you to be nice to me, I’m his best friend remember?

I mention that I am cold and you get up to grab me a blanket as the movie begins. I put my legs back on your lap as you cover us both with the blanket. As soon as the movie starts to get going, your hand starts to travel up my leg. I try not to make any faces as I feel you slide your hand up and down my thigh. Your brother and his girlfriend are enthralled with the movie they have chosen, which gives me a small amount of relief. You tap my leg lightly and give me a wink. I am already wet from that interaction alone, but I shift onto my back and slide my left leg behind you, leaving my right leg resting on your lap. Your hand lightly massages my inner thigh before you start to slide your pinky in the gap between my shorts and my thigh. Your pinky teases my pussy through the thin fabric of my silk panties. I try hard not to squirm from your touch. I take a quick look over at the other couch to make sure that we haven’t raised any suspicion.

Long time friend tells of cheating with a former student [Str8] [MF]

This is a story told to me by my girlfriend Lucy. I have changed names and some places to protect the identities of those involved. I also changed the timing of certain activities. I pieced this story together from phone conversation Lucy and I had over the past year.

Note to my followers: The woman who told me this story is not Carly a teacher I have posted about previously. Lucy is someone I have know for decades, went to school with and dated in both high school and college. She and I reconnected four years ago. We have had many hours of phone conversations about our sex lives since we reconnected.

This is a long one. If you want to skip to the sexy bits search for the —— lines.

I had to drag this story out of Lucy. She likes to portray herself as a modest and cautious woman. But I know better. When we were dating in the early 1970s I got many blow jobs, hand jobs and titty fucks from her. She was an FWB of mine before FWB became a thing. Lucy came from a fairly well to do family. Money was never a problem for her at any time in her life.

Your onlyfans contest Part 1 of 3 [MF]

Your only fans is so popular that you can actually hold a raffle for one of your lucky fans to win the chance to fuck you live on streaming. Your subscribers go nuts for the opportunity, you make enough to travel to an exotic location (let’s say the Bahamas) with more money to spare. After you “randomly” pick the lucky winner (me), we arranged to meet at an airport and fly out together. First class, naturally.
While snuggled up under a blanket, mid-flight, you guide my hand down to your legs, and then up to the edge of your skirt. This is where I discover that you are not, in fact, wearing panties. I run my fingers across and through your soft bush and play with your clit, then run my fingers playfully along your labia before I slide them inside of you. Just as you start to react, the flight attendant appears out of nowhere and asks us if we’d like a beverage or something to eat. I don’t stop fingering you, in fact I zero-in on your clit. Betraying none of what is happening under the blanket, you casually thank her and say no, you focus on me and ask if there’s anything I need, with a raised eyebrow. I stifle grin, tell the flight attendant no thank you and she moves on.
I play and tease you, while you stroke my cock through my pants. I bring you right to the edge and you ask me if you are allowed to cum. No. I don’t let you cum on the flight, but you get close enough to utter a gasp. A loud one. People look around, and we both lose it, laughing and snuggling in close.
We arrive at the lovely house where we’re staying. Feels more like an Airbnb, rather than part of a resort. It has all the modern amenities. No neighbors to speak of. Once we are settled, we have a nice dinner and a few drinks. You are taking photos and posting them to your page in anticipation of tomorrow’s show, where they are being received with rabid anticipation.
While you are eating, I take the opportunity to slide below the table and pull your skirt up. You get a delicious meal, and so do I. While I dine on your clit, you decide to post a quick video update. You stumble over your words a little while I suck and lick your clit. I slip my finger inside and play with your g-spot and this breaks your concentration. You admit, on camera, that you are a bit distracted because you have a mouth on your pussy. You laugh and aim the camera down just enough to show the top of my head buried in your lap. You bring the camera back up and wave goodbye.
You drop the phone and pull me out from under the table so you can kiss me, and you taste your pussy on my lips. You turn me around and push me back into your chair and drop to your knees, unbuckling my pants. You pull my cock out and suck on the head while jerking my shaft, licking and swirling your tongue. Before I’m ready, you take almost the entire shaft down your throat. I can feel the back of your throat clench around my hard cock. You are gagging so hard on it, making you even wetter than you were while I was sucking on your clit. You can feel me getting close, so you pull my cock out of your mouth and stroke slowly while licking the tip. You look at me, your eyes watering, big smile on your face. “I want you to cum down my throat” you say. I nod, unable to create any meaningful words. “I want you to fuck my mouth and when you’re ready to cum I want it all down my throat. “A barely audible “yes” is all I can muster. That’s all you need, my cock disappears into your mouth and all I can hear is the joyful sounds you make as you gulp and slurp every inch of my cock. You’re squeezing and kneading my balls as you suck. You can feel my body pulse in rhythm with the motion of your head and I let you know as I’m about to cum. I grab your head and force my cock all the way in, further than you were able to go on your own. It’s a little scary for you, the sudden loss of breath, and the force against your gag reflex, but you want my cum. Your throat tightens (giving me an extra delightful squeeze) and you can feel my cum hit your throat. This is your power, you know that this is YOUR cum, you made this. It belongs to you. When the pulses subside, you can feel my grip on the back of your head relax. You move your mouth off enough for airflow, but my cock is still in your mouth and you are still milking my shaft. Trying to get every bit of YOUR cum into your mouth. You want to taste all of it.
Part 2 coming …