The best birthday, pt3 [MF] [swing] [bd] [oral] [exh] [Mdom] [mast]

It turned out it was about 1 by this point and so I went and showered while Monica and Erica gossiped and picked out an outfit for my dates. I’d set them up at a hotel with a nice bar and restaurant which was a 5 minute cab ride or a half hour walk away. Once I was ready I still had time to walk there at a leisurely pace in the glorious sunshine and get there in time for my first date at 2.

Both my dates came from an app. My first date was Rita and I knew she was a sure thing. She’d even offered to send me nudes when we were chatting “so that I’d know what I was going to be getting myself into”, but I’d told her I didn’t want to unwrap my present before my birthday. In what I had to admit was a nice touch she’d tied a green bow around her dress in reference to that conversation.

Katie and Kayla [Ff, inc]

Katie heard a gentle tap on her door. A slight movement at the bottom drew her eyes down to piece of paper being slid under the door.

There was only one person who would do that, Mom, who probably thinks Katie is sleeping and wouldn’t want to disturb her. The only other person in the house was her sister, Kayla, who was a real bitch. Kayla was one year, seven months and three days older than Katie and for the last two years had been a real cow towards Katie.

She went quietly to the door and picked up the note. She opened it and read:

My dearest Katie,

I am so, so sorry for being such a bitch to you for the last two years.
Can you ever forgive me?

Love
Kayla.

WHAT???? Katie read it again, just to see of her eyes were playing tricks on her. The handwriting wasn’t Mom’s, but the message was just wrong, it had to be. Katie immediately wondered why was Kayla setting her up?

The best birthday, pt2 [MF/not entirely binary] [swing] [bd]

Monica put on a dressing gown and threw one to me, and went to answer the door. I knew it was Erica because only Erica would have done what Erica did next and just walk straight in to the bedroom with a breezy “hi” and sit down on our sweat soaked sheets and start chatting with us both as though it was one of the most natural things in the world.

Erica was one of our oldest friends. She had introduced us to each other, and then – not much later shortly after a drunken threesome – she had introduced us to polyamory and guided us through our first hesitant steps into poly and later fetish life. Years later, but still most of a lifetime ago, we had been part of, and later all of, a polycule. She had even moved in with us for a while and we had lived as a ménage à trois. That hadn’t worked out but we had remained firm friends and occasional fuckbuddies (both separately and together) ever since.

The best birthday, pt1 [MF] [bd] [oral] [anal] [swing references]

I woke up, as I’d half guessed I would but was still thrilled to realise, to the firm pressure of my wife’s lips on my cock. Still half asleep and feeling contentedly entitled (well it was my birthday) I lay there passively, my else still closed, as she worked away, eventually sending a lazy hand down under the blankets to stroke her hair as I blew some quiet kisses her way, before slumping back into relaxed arousal. I don’t know how long she’d been working it but she gave the best blow jobs of anyone I knew and it didn’t seem long in my foggy state before I was ready to blow. I knew she’d gladly swallow me, but I was turned on by the idea that she had to and so I sent the lazy hand back down again to press gently on the back of her neck and hold her head onto me as I came.

She crawled up the bed and nuzzled into my neck, I wrapped my arms around her and – it seems – fell back to sleep.

[MFF] my first time strip club pt 2

Per request on the original post, this is part two of my first experience at a strip club. For those who have not read part 1, I am there with my wife, a couple with which we are friends, and two of their friends from work.

Once Iris and I walked out of the upstairs private room, I had to go get some extra money out to pay her since what I had in my pocket didn’t cover the private dance, which meant I had to go to the counter and talk to people before having a chance to clean myself up. Luckily my dark jeans hid the spot well, and I was able to get the money, give it to her, and go clean up without much issue.

Swinger and cross dressing part 1 mm,mwm ww,

My wife and I are swingers, we meet other couples regularly, my wife will sometimes bring home single men and ask me to join in. No problem then once she was in the doggy position and asked me to licked her while her man was fucking her so I slid underneath and she was sucking me while I was licking her, occassionally I would touch him with my tongue. Then he slipped out of my wifes mouth and into my mouth, so I sucked him before guiding him back in with my hand, I then gentle played with his balls while licking him, that was the beginning, my wife knew what happened and asked me if I liked it, I said yes,, so she said to Joe, we will swap, I thought I was going to fuck my wife, no she laid me down and started sucking me and told me to suck Joe as I did earlier I enjoyed and started with Joe I tasted some precome and it was lovely. Then my wife started licking arse she has done that before and I love it. This time she put some gel on her fingers and inserted then, this was great I loved it. I was then told to get into the doggy position Joe went beind me and played with my hole he was good very gentle, then I felt his cock being rubbed up and down my crack, my wife asked me if I wanted him to fuck me, I said yes straight away. It was wonderful 8 inches inside of me, my wife kissing me. He then started going harder and faster and I felt his juices spray inside of me.

[str8] [m&f] switches dream

(based on a true story)
Bella was sick of being labelled as the sub of the relationship since she was the weaker of the two switches, whenever she tried to take charge she was always overpowered by her daddy Sebastian.

One day after a particularly punishing session in which she had no say, she decided to let her daddy hear what she had to say.

In 2 days time they were going on a picnic to a lake with a large amount of shrub and tree area surrounding it, Bella demanded that starting at 8pm the evening before she be in charge of their relationship for a whole 24 hours, After some resistance Sebastian gave in.

In order for this arrangement to occur no touching could be conducted between either of them for a full 48 hours to help build tension. Bealla decided to stay at a friend’s house during that time.

Finally 8pm the day before the picnic rolled round, Bella was still at her friends and received a text
Sender: Sebastian
Message: wyd my baby girl?
Bella smirked knowing what she was about to start would drive Sebastian wild and end in some of the best sex they’d had in weeks, she replied: baby girl? I don’t see a baby girl here, only a master who’s little boy appears to have forgotten their place.

Learning the Ropes with the Gym Teacher [MF][Voy][Exh]

This is a story a friend of mine related to me years ago,
I present it here to share with the world.

Trish teaches at a local high grade and is very popular with her
students and fellow teachers. At her school there is a
Phys-Ed teacher, Nick, who always extends extra attention
to Trish and her co-workers have told her in the faculty
room that it is obvious to them that she is the object of
Nick’s affections and fantasies.

Poor Nick is married to a woman who is rather sickly and
needs a great deal of care. It is common knowledge among
the faculty that Nick hasn’t had a sexual encounter in
over 4 years.

Trish prides herself on establishing a good rapport with
her students and usually will participate with them in
all their activities at school. Earlier this year during
Phys-Ed, Nick had the students attempt to climb the ropes
but without much success. Trish thought it would boost
her students’ spirits if she attempted the ropes also. It
was obvious to all how difficult a task it was when Trish
was unable to scamper up the ropes.

The Twins and Mom [FFM, inc, les, cream pie]

Part 2.

Lying naked, together, in the afterglow of their having just fucked up a wild storm, Zarla surprised Ken with her comment.

“You gotta be kidding?” Ken asked.

“Not at all.”

“What makes you think mom will take it? Fuck me?”

“Look, Mom hasn’t been laid since dad was killed.”

“How do you know that? She might be getting some without you knowing.”

“No, I’d know. She’s not. On January 1st, she still cries. Ten years and she still cries. She misses him, dreadfully. She can’t have him, but she can have the next best thing. You look just like him you know.”

“Yeah, so she says.”

“And she cuddles you too.”

“Yeah, she does because she doesn’t see me all that often – well not for the last three years anyway. And she cuddles you too, you know.”

“Yes, that she does,” Zarla said, speculatively. “But there is another factor too.”

“Oh?”

“She doesn’t cry herself to sleep at night, she also masturbates. Sometimes, when she thinks I am sleeping she gets quite loud, quite vocal.”

“With what?”