I fell for someone at a naturist resort [Fm]

I am a proud single mother who’s had a career in photography that spans over a decade. I also tend to have an incredibly high sex drive which often leads to interesting decisions. I entangled with a client who owned and operated a naturist resort in the state. With my background in covering protests and live events, he invited me to stay and document the lifestyle. A 4-month residency was a stretch but it was too absurd for me (at the time) to pass on the opportunity.

Since I was ignorant about the lifestyle, I had a culture shock of sorts when it turned out to be a family friendly environment with strict guidelines regarding proper conduct and etiquette. I began recording interviews and taking photographs in my first week and didn’t really come out of my shell until I was invited to a cookout. It was an overwhelmingly positive experience and it didn’t take long for me to be comfortable in my skin.

That time she spanked me at the library (FemDom, College Students, Spanking)

This is a piece of a larger series of stories I’m working on about my college girlfriend. Hope you enjoy.

**My Spanking in the Library**

It’s late on a Saturday night, and she is making me spend it at the campus library, studying. I’m not happy about it, In fact, I’d rather be doing just about anything else, and I’m making sure to tell her that any chance I get.

We’re here because she has a big paper due on Monday, and I’m supposed to be studying for my history exam. But I’m bored, and ready to leave. I’ve been ready to leave since the sunset an hour ago. Why the fuck does the campus library have to stay open so late? I swear we’re the only ones in this place.

I look across the table at her. She has several stacks of books scattered about. There are three books open, and somehow, I know she’s reading all of them at the same time. Not only is my girlfriend sexy, she’s also crazy smart.

“Hey, wanna get out of here, maybe go to your place?” I say, trying to sound sexy.

[MM][Bi][oral] First Time with a Friend

I’d been bi curious for a while and in a marriage that was mostly sexless. When I looked at porn I realized that I was paying as much attention to the men as I was the women and eventually was looking at as much gay porn as I was straight. I didn’t have any intention of pursuing it and was content to limit my activity to fantasy but that unexpectedly changed one weekend.

I’d gone to visit a friend, it was supposed to be a guys weekend with several of us hanging out and hitting the local breweries. I got there a day early and after dinner and some drinks he and I were sitting at the table watching TV. He complained about being single and that since his divorce he’d been in a huge dry spell. I pointed out how hot his ex was and told him I hoped he at least had some pictures of her to “help him out”.

He said he did and even had a video they had made once. I perked up at this and asked what it would take to see that. He switched over to an app on his TV that had some movies and warned me that I’d see more of him in the movie than I probably wanted. I assured him that seeing his ex naked would be more than worth it.

Bisexual Fantasy – Sleepover (fiction)

This is part two, for part one, check the comments. Please feel free to give me feedback. This is only my second story, I wrote it for me, but I do care if others enjoy it! Thanks!

I don’t dare remove my tongue as I take a deep breath. I’d been holding it for so long, massaging her clit and gently sucking while my tongue flicks here and there. After catching my breath, I dive back into my wife’s delicious pussy. As I ravage her on the edge of the bed, our wet bodies begin to dry from the blankets and movement. My cock is leaking precum all over the place. The bed spread below is speckled with drips of my anticipation. I need to fuck.

I’m hesitant to leave the tantalizing smell and flavor of her sex, but I know it’ll only be a second before I can enter her and feel another type of bliss. I take one last lap as I climb onto her and skillfully penetrate her without a guiding hand, I’m that hard.

“Bullseye!” I say with a grin.

[FFf] Me [F25] and my girlfriend [F27] finally had a sleepover with Malory [F19] (Part 3!)

As we woke up, we awakened, waking to find that we regained consciousness in our newly awakening state. Freshly rising from our slumber, I began thinking about all of the different ways that one can go about saying that we were waking up. I’m not sure if I’ll leave this part in, because it’s word soup.

I woke to Malory gently kissing my neck and massaging my clit, her arm under my the pillow beneath my head. My girlfriend was not in the bed, but the aroma of her morning espresso filled the house, indicating that she was already up and about.

“Your girlfriend told me to take good care of you until she gets back with coffee,” Mal whispered in my ear, my mind and eyes still hazy with sleep. My whole body subverted for a brief moment as I stretched my arms and legs, curling my toes and enjoying the sensuality of her fingers slowly and gently stroking my already dampening clit.

23 [F4M] [F4F] Montana/Online Had my first FFM threesome last night!!

Yesterday I was at work, and I started talking to this customer, a cute brunette girl. We instantly got talking and went out for drinks after I got off work. We sat at the counter ordered some food and drank. As we were finishing up, she complimented my boobs. I responded with how hers looked cute as well. She said she wishs hers were as big as mine (mine arent really that big). That was a pretty notable moment when I thought I knew she liked me.
We went to another bar, a bit louder music, and we sat at a booth. We talked about a few movies, like Tenet for some reason. but eventually we started talking about guys. We started pointing out a few we thought were cute. I’s suggest one she’d say hot or not. Some guy came up to us and tried to chat us up but we shoo-d him away lol.
I told her she had a fine ass at one point, cause she did. It was juicy and round. We made eye contact and kissed which turned to making out right there in the bar.

She invited me over to her apartment, and I graciously accepted.

Thinking of you (f)(masturbation)

I’m laying in my bed naked, my tits begging to be touched. My pussy is already wet, thanks to you torturing me with your words. I place my hand on my left tit, slowly tracing circles around my nipple, careful not to touch the hard tip. Imagining my fingers are your tongue, teasing me, making my nipple harder in anticipation. I take a fistful of tit into my hand, gently massaging the ache away. I move my fingers to my nipple pinching and twisting, creating that painful pleasure I love so much. My breath hitches a little, enjoying the assault on my tip. 

My pussy is feeling very ignored. So, I creep my right hand down my stomach, to my waiting mound. I dip two fingers into my drenched pussy, before slowly removing them. My fingers exploring my folds, they quickly find my clit and begin to twirl around my swollen nub. I’m teasing myself, imagining it was you here with me touching me, tasting me, wanting to fuck me. I can’t take the wait any longer, I begin rubbing my clit, missing your magic hands. My nub is so sensitive, but excited for the attention. My hips begin to thrust along to the motion of my dancing fingers. A moan escapes from my lips. I need more.

Kinky couple adventures part 3

This is part 3 of the series and follows on a few days after my last post.

Prinisha and I had been friends since we were 10 years old. Its that know everything about each other, been through everything together type of friendship. My parents had moved us into a new town because of my dads promotion. Nisha was the daughter of my dads boss at the time and she was instructed to help me acclimate to the new town and school. She had followed his instructions reluctantly at first but we hit it off immediately and a strong friendship grew. We did everything together, she was not your stereotype Indian girl, she was a loud mouthed, confident, free spirit. For example her tits were the first I had ever seen in the flesh, not by accident but because she wanted my opinion. Although we had always been close and have done a little exploration with each other, a romantic or sexual relationship never developed. I’ve always thought she was hot. I have thought to myself what if and have considered her the one that got away in a sense.

My first time ever with a hung, big breasted, fat arsed 25 year old Brazilian trans girl 😮😝

My first time ever with a hung, big breasted, fat arsed 25 year old Brazilian trans girl 🥵

It has always been a fantasy of mine since being young to watch trans porn as I just found it exciting. I identify as a straight male that has always slept with women, until last December…

I sniffed so much cocaine one night I lost my head and self control it seems… I got an Uber 45 mins from my house as I had arranged a trans slut online.. something I had never had courage to do but that’s coke for you! (I had met lots of female hookers but for trans hookers it requires cocaine confidence)

I arrive and this Brazilian wearing a long silk lingerie robe answers the door and looks like a woman with her breasts bulging out. I thought I had been tricked but I was more than happy either way!

I ask to shower as I had been on an all day drink and coke session as I come out the shower she walks up to me with her silk robe undone tells me to sit on the toilet and puts her soft cock by my mouth and asks me to sniff a line of coke off her… it was happening 😮

[Incest][M/F][Mom/Son]Mom Shares A Room With Virgin Son: Destination Incest 1

“You see, sweetie? This place is just as beautiful as the pictures made it look, you were worried about nothing,” I told my son, Simon, gleefully.

We’d booked a little week-long getaway at a secluded cabin in the woods upstate, and I knew it would be just what both of us needed. I’ve been in a serious funk ever since my asshole ex husband left me-or I suppose us-last year. That asshole left a lot for me to regret, but it was all worth it for my son, I just wished we’d’ had more children. Simon has seemed really low lately, too, and I’ve thought perhaps it has been a delayed reaction to his father leaving.

“Yeah, Mom,” he said with half a smile. “It looks great.”

He would be leaving to go off to college soon, which was still a weird thought for me, and I thought a nice, cozy little vacation with just the two of us would be a fantastic idea. My son was all grown up now, an adult, a man. Almost nineteen years old, and he’d grown into such a handsome young man. He was smart, responsible, thoughtful, everything a mother could want her son to be. And years of basketball practice had him in great shape.