I (F21) introduced my friend (F19) to strap-ons (Part 2) (Long)

Hey, guys. Well, I guess you’ve been good and waited all week, and I can’t really leave you hanging any longer … so I’ll finish my story for you so you can finish some other things… ?

Where we last left off, I had just introduced my friend to strap-ons. She’s really adorable and innocent and I’m pretty sure had never seen one before in real life, and once we got past the initial shock … and penetration, we were ready to play.

I started above her, because I figured that would be more comfortable for her, but pretty quickly we figured it wasn’t quite working for her. Something about the angle, or depth, but either way, it wasn’t hitting the spots she needed.

She then very shyly asked me if she could try riding me. She didn’t use those words, obviously. But she wanted to be on top. I grinned – I had thought she couldn’t get any sweeter. So we pulled a Chinese firedrill and sat her above me.

[MFF] Tamed Part 10: Animals

Getting feedback motivates me to write more. So, if you have any thoughts or constructive criticism, please feel free to get in contact! This one is more of a build up by the way, I enjoy writing them, no clue if readers actually enjoy the lack of sex in some parts.

The Blooming Rose was certainly not a place which I ever thought I would be. A place where lecherous people found each other for cheap one-night stands, a place where the drinks costed more than a month’s rent…Not to mention the bass boosted droning of the music that made my ears hurt. I could barely hear Alanah giggling and greeting familiar faces she had seen in the past.

In the short distance we walked I saw the familiar face of Mrs. Mendoza. And as usual, she looked like a fine painting. Her light makeup dusted across her youthful face, the deep eye shadow that resembled both Claire and my Step-sister. Yet, clearly her dress was the main attraction; even now I was sensing a theme of women’s fashion being that of tight dresses that showed cleavage, and skirts running high up the leg to show thigh. Mrs. Mendoza’s was more of a cotton fabric, rather than the elastic synthetic Alanah had clinging to her perfect curves. I couldn’t help but blush when we locked eyes, and saw that dimpled smile. She looked beautiful.

[MF] Our Weekend Guest. Pt 1.

One of my wife’s best friends had been having a rough time with her husband and called asking if she could come stay a weekend with us and blow off some steam. My wife readily agreed and suggested a weekend when the kids were planning to be at a friend’s house so they could talk and catch up without being interrupted. I’d also planned to be away for work that weekend so it would give them some girl time.

The week before the trip, work moved me to another project and cancelled my out of town trip. I assured my wife I’d go hang out with the guys and leave them alone as much as possible. Her friend arrived as planned on Friday around noon and my wife picked her up at the airport; the two of them had lunch and then they came by the house to drop her things off.

Her friend is a knockout and looked even better than I remember. Standing about 5’6 with shoulder length reddish-blond hair she’s always been eye-catching but she’d obviously been working out. She went to the guest room to change for the evening and when she came back to the kitchen to have a drink before their Uber arrived it was all I could do not to stare.

[48F 18M] Wife’s High School Reunion

My wife’s 30th high school reunion rolled around and her friend offered their guest room for us since we would be travelling a few hours to get there. We’d stayed with them many times over the years and always had a great time. They had a son a few years older than our kids and we’d watched him grow up and head off to his freshman year of college.

The reunion was nothing special, she saw some people she hadn’t seen in a long time and got to catch up. Everyone was amazed at how she’d managed to stay in shape throughout the years, too many of them had let themselves go a little. My wife was still in great shape, amazing legs, slight belly from the kids, and C cup tits that only sagged a little bit. She looked amazing in her dress that night.

We went back to her friends place and had a few more drinks and then they excused themselves to go to bed since they had something early the next morning. They told us to make ourselves at home and to not be surprised if their son showed up at some point since he’d been coming home most weekends from school to do laundry and stock up on snacks.

Free Use Roommates [MF]

dunt… dunt… dunt… dunt… this is the strangest alarm clock. No it’s something hitting my head. dunt… dunt… I look up and it’s my roommate, Mark, his dick tapping on my forehead as I lay sleeping on our couch. I look up at him giggling, “What the hell, Mark?”. His flaccid dong is hitting my cheek next. I fully wake up joining him in laughing at his antics, he loves morning blow jobs (what guy doesn’t?). We’ve done this many times. I open my mouth and suck his mushroom tip into my warm mouth. I milk him with my mouth until he’s completely hard. Then I lay prone and make my lips into at tight “O” and bob up and down. I change it up and lick up and down the shaft, making eye contact, kissing and sucking the head while jerking him up and down. I get it nice and sloppy wet all around, massaging his balls with my spit. Mark moans, “oh yeah, lick my balls.” He puts one hand to the backrest of the couch, and lifts one foot onto the seat. I lay on my back and lick, taking a ball in my mouth and suck gently on each one in turn, while jerking his shaft. He loves it, moaning with each lick… How did we get here?

[MF] waking up next to you

Still in that dreamy half asleep half dreaming, where am I state. My hands reach out to feel your hip. On your side, arse curled in my direction, and my finger stretch and my hand reaches to feel your belly. Pulling myself into the curve of your back like we fit together perfectly. My nose presses against the back of your head and inhale the scent of your hair. Subtle and it sends me deeper into this dream. My hand gliding with fingers wide up your stomach and over the round soft breast. Squeezing and pressing and feeling you in my hand. My mouth finds your neck and my tongue finds the kibe of your ear.

As my hand moves down from your breast to your stomach and thigh I feel you whole body heave in a deep sigh of relaxation. My hand on your thigh. The back of my nails gently scratching against your skin, down to you knee. Fingers stretching out again feeling your soft flesh as they move up your leg. Your leg slides and parts as you become lost in your own sleepy half dream and I feel you foot wrap itself around my leg. Your body opening up to me as you drape your leg across mine and rest it above my knee.

[FM] Travelling with the Boss [Dominant F]

One of the newer senior executives at my company was a take-charge woman who knew how to get things done. When she took over the business unit I worked for it didn’t take her long to weed through all the bullshit and get things running smoothly. She lived in another part of the country but made frequent trips to our office and we had the chance to have lunch a few times.

We were both around the same age, mid-40s, and she was divorced. I’d been married for several years and we both had two kids. We had a good bit in common and quickly developed a good working friendship. She even complained a few times to me about not finding any good men to date when she came to town. I wasn’t looking at her in that way so I guess I missed the hints she was laying down. I found out quickly enough on a business trip with her.

We arrived at one of the branches and spent a few days working with the local team to straighten out some issues they were having. We stayed in the same hotel and actually had rooms next to each other, the kind with a shared door between them for families travelling together.

My roommate fucked me after hearing me masturbating [mf] [squirt] [oral] [long]

This story switches between the guys perspective and the girls perspective. Enjoy!
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My room is always so hot in July. It’s 4am and I’m just lying spread eagle in my underwear staring at the ceiling. I rent a tiny room I pay way too much for on the top of floor of a shared house, which seems to be more of a greenhouse than anything else. I live with three girls which sounds amazing but to be honest we’re all almost always out of the house and don’t hang out much, besides, I’m quite quiet anyway.

I share the top floor with one of my roommates, but her room is massive in comparison to mine, I have no idea how she can afford it. Our rooms seem to have been connected at one time as there’s a cheap painted piece of wood nailed into the space where a door would normally be in the corner which means that sound travels between our rooms pretty easily.

[MMMF] Game Night

Two friends and I have a recurring game night where we drink beer and play video games or poker. We rotate houses and the last time it was at my house my wife’s plans with her friends fell through and she was unexpectedly at home.

The three of us did our usual gaming and drinking and she watched some TV and drank most of a bottle of wine. We were in the middle of our poker game when she came in to the game room to watch. Once our hand wrapped up she asked if she could play. We agreed, but she didn’t have any cash to buy in and I’d been losing badly and was tapped out. None of us were okay to drive to the ATM.

She surprised all of us by suggesting we play strip poker. I was a little shocked, as this was definitely out of character for her, but my two buddies were very much open to the idea. They’re both single and have been in a bit of a dry spell for the past year. The chance to see a partially clothed live woman was something they couldn’t pass up. It didn’t hurt that my wife has a pretty good figure, especially for a mom in her 40’s.

“I HAVE TO TELL YOU SOMETHING” PT. 1 [FF] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [cheat]

I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was so shy. I wasn’t the type to even post REGULAR selfies on Facebook, let alone bikini ones. If the girlfriends and I were at the beach, I was always the one hiding in the back. And it’s not because I was ashamed of how I looked. If we’re being honest, I look kind of cute. My body is fine. I have thick thighs, which lucky for me, are in right now. And I have big tits. And a flat stomach.

I look like of nerdy. I have blonde hair. I wear comically large black glasses. But people love them. I love them, too. I really like my look. But I’m still shy.

It takes me a while to open up to someone, just as a friend. It takes me even longer if we’re talking sexual stuff. I guess that’s good, in a way, because I can weed out who just wants to use me and who is actually interested.

In high school, I waited four months to give this guy Timothy a hand job under the bleachers when everyone else was handing them out (get it?) right away. When Timothy came, I shrieked and giggled and pointed his dick away from me. He spurted tons of jizz everywhere.