Public Spaces Part I [MFF]

I’m a 32 year old public sector worker. My husband is 37 and an engineer. We’ve been married for 12 years. I get bored and so I try to liven up our bedroom antics. Jake, my husband, is a good guy and a great husband but he lacks imagination. He’s up for just about anything I want to try though. We’ve tried just about everything. We’re not really into hard core BDSM but we like to tie each other up from time to time. Jake was a boyscout and is really good at knots. I got him books about kinbaku and he ties me up in all these fancy poses. I had been looking for a new kink when I discovered public sex.

Jake and I were out on a hike. We like bouldering and had scaled up a pretty big rock. It had a nice flat top so we spread out our blanket and had a picnic. I got into the wine pouch a little much and decided it would be fun to make love out in the open. Nobody could see us up on top of our boulder unless they made a fairly difficult climb. Jake was nervous but agreed. We could hear people around the base of the rock. It was so exhilarating knowing we could get caught.

Home For the Holidays[Mf][short]

We were home for the holidays last year. I got up before my wife and jumped in the shower. As I lathered up my hair she came in and asked, “Can I join you in there?”

“Sure hop in” I say

The curtain slides back and she steps in. I have soap in my eyes so I can’t see what she’s doing. She puts her hands on my chest and runs her fingers through the curly dark hair. Then she runs her hands over my stomach and down to my hips.

“Mmmm that’s nice” I say.

She tentatively touches my dick and I feel it start to swell. Then she moves closer and lets my stiffening dick slide between her thighs as her tits press against me. As her body presses harder against me I scream. My wife is a beautiful woman but she’s 32 with two kids and a stressful job. The body pressed against me is lithe and supple. The tits flattened against my chest are high and firm. This is not my wife. I hear peals of laughter coming from outside the shower and rinse the shampoo out of my eyes. I see in front of me my wife’s little sister. The 19 year old. She’s got a sheepish grin. I poke my head out of the shower and see my wife leaning over the sink. She’s laughing so hard she can barely stand up.

A Helping Hand: My Best Friend’s Mom [Fm] [str8] [handjob]

The sky was unusually cloudless that morning and the slight breeze the wind was casting felt more refreshing than chilling on their salt covered bodies. Bodie and Ziggy were on their way back from a morning swim off the coast of Boca Raton, their bodies aching slightly from the rough waves they had attempted to bodysurf. Bodie lived about three blocks up from the beach in a cozy little house with his mother. Summer break had started roughly three weeks ago and the last day of school was the same day as ZIggy’s 16h birthday. There was an extra reason to celebrate that year.

“Thank God the ocean floor is all sand, otherwise I think I would have bashed my head on some coral on that last one.”, Bodie said massaging his neck.

“Maybe if you were a better bodysurfer you wouldn’t have that problem.”, Ziggy quipped back. Bodie gave him a friendly jab with his fist.

“Well, you saw those girls that were watching, I had to do something impressive.”, laughed Bodie.

Battle Rayale Part II: Beauty and the Beasts [FMMMMM] [Mdom] [Fsub] [blowjobs] [training]

Ray wakes up on soft, crisp sheets. She can still smell the dryer scent on them. She breathes in deeply. Slowly opening her eyes Ray takes in the room. The large fairytale bed is surrounded by beautiful furniture and the windows had long, white curtains. Jonathan is sitting on the bench against the wall by the foot of the bed. “I’m so sorry. I was listening. I just love your breath.” he drops his hands from his chin, arms dangling from his knees. He stands approaching the bed, where Ray lays in a silk teddy. It’s a soft pink with a plunging neckline and a revealing cut on the hips such that Ray’s hipbone just peaked out from the black lace accent. The feather duvet is pulled up to Ray’s waist.

Jonathan steps closer clenching and unclenching his fists. He looks like he’s fighting something. “The even rhythm of your calm, placid breaths… it reminds me how delicate you are, how in a single moment it could be taken away.” He’s at the edge of the bed now. Ray pulls herself upon her legs. Jonathan growls. He loves her in this position. Deep in his throat a rumble grows. Ray’s heart skips a beat, pulling in a gasp of air. This makes his cock twitch. A fat, juicy vein on the underside of his sex pulsed. Another visceral growl from deep in his chest. Jonathan looked down at Ray. Perhaps it was the lighting. Maybe it was seeing her out of the Gridiron uniform and in this soft, feminine teddy. But she looked different.

Eileen’s Big Break; [FM][Fdom][Msub][Bdsm][giantess][anal][soft-vore][huml][sci-fi]

This is the end of Eileen’s tale, but this isn’t the last you’ll see of her, I promise. If you’ve made it this far into her story, and you still want more, you deserve the steaming platter of dirty, hot, filth coming to you, so open wide, you horny little losers. <3

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Dr. Mark Stroud’s laboratory was exactly how you might imagine a mad scientist’s lab to look. There was little order to the way the place was arranged, with beakers and messy stacks of papers and journals scattered about, covering every table surface. The lights were bright, and chilly, the perfect setting to do something evil.

I met him on the dark web, looking for a way to take revenge on Dillon for fucking my life up. I wanted to find someone who could hack his computer and find some kind of dirt on him, or at least expose what he did to me, so I could clear my name. Instead, I found some old crazy kook, living up on a mountain in the middle of bumfuck nowhere. He heard my plight, and said that he had a better idea.

The private session. [fM] [str8] [creampie] Pt. 3 of my previous posts here.

All the way home you couldn’t stop thinking about what Zach had said to you and the note on his card.

It was pretty obvious he really enjoyed your session. He must have been trying his hardest to remain professional. After all you’re sure the massage clinic would take a dim view of the therapists doing anything sexual with the clientele. You wondered just what it would be like in a “private” session though. Where would it be? At his home? Could he come to yours? No that wouldn’t work. Would he insist on a hotel room? The questions just kept swirling around in your mind. By the time you made it home the insides of your thighs were slick once again. Without any panties on to capture any of the moisture it had begun to run down towards your knees and made quiet squishy noises as you walked to the bedroom. You closed the door, pulled up your skirt and slid your fingers inside yourself, “one more orgasm” you tell yourself as you begin playing once again.

[MF] First Excerpt from the Journal of Adrian Fitzgerald, Adventurer, Warrior, and Prisoner of War [fantasy]

They hauled me over the parched grass, my knees and feet dragging. I struggled weakly, but to no avail. Their open-handed blows had set off an unceasing bell in my head. A small cut on my cheek dripped and smeared. My people were dead. The raiders had torched the village, left the children to fend for themselves in the bleak landscape, killed the women, castrated the men and left them to bleed out in the grass.

All but me.

I’d managed to run one of them through, but only because as he leapt at me, snarling and screaming like a devil, he’d hesitated before skewering me on his spear. His eyes widened and the snarl faded. Puzzling, but it was all I needed, and I promptly thrust my short sword deep into his guts. Moments later a crowd of the savages had descended on me, kicking and slapping, but never punching or stabbing.

“You, strong,” one of my assailants said, his agonizing grip on my bicep loosening not at all. “The queen, she will enjoy.”

Getting Naughty in Nawlins [MF][swing][bd][Fsub][Mdom]

My heartbeat quickened as the signature architecture of the Vieux Carré, also known as the French Quarter, came into view. My palms felt a little sweaty, and I wasn’t sure if it was the balmy night air, or my nerves. You were chatting casually with our taxi driver, a long time resident of New Orleans who had been through it all, but I wasn’t listening. Lost in my own thoughts I was thinking about what the next few days would have in store for us It was our first time at Naughty in Nawlins, an internationally known lifestyle convention, with over 1,000 couples slated to be in attendance. We had played with a few couples before, Ben and Jessa, Enzo and Vitória, but this was going to be Swinger Central, and we were definitely fresh meat.

“Are you coming, love?” my cab door opens, and I suddenly notice we’ve arrived at our hotel. I step out of the car and into your embrace as our cabbie grabs our bags from the trunk. You kiss me softly on the top of the head and breathe me in. This brief moment reconnects us and once again, I’m feeling excited and confident, my nerves melting away in the sultry night air. I tilt my head up to smile at you and kiss your full lips, and take your hand in mine, and lead the way into the lobby.

One squeeze, two squeezes, can make all the difference [MF][swingers]

Let me begin by emphasizing that my love, Fe (pronounced~Fee, short for Felicia) is an absolute goddess by every definition of the word, and I am lucky beyond belief to have such a committed long-term girlfriend. If you have read any of our previous posts, both fantasy and real-life erotica, you will surmise that Fe does all of the writing. At her urging, I thought I would try my hand at sharing one of our latest adventures.
Although we pride ourselves on our deep connection and honest communication, our most recent sexual adventure actually and only occurred due to an atypical case of unclear signals. Or so I thought.

Every month we dedicate time to a “sex vacation” where we eat and drink well, turn off our work lives, and recharge ourselves in the indulgent atmosphere of sexually charged places like romantic restaurants, clothing- optional venues, the occasional strip club, and even lifestyle parties.

On our most recent “power up,” we stayed in a beautiful penthouse suite overlooking the city skyline, encircled by floor to ceiling glass windows. “This is going to be entertaining for some lucky folks,” she said in her most devilish exhibitionist tone. I knew I was in for an awesome sexcapade.

Eileen Learns What A Furry Is/Happy Hour; [FMTT][furry][gang][anal][drugs][exh][huml][fantasy]

Does this make me a bad person? Maybe… Do I plan on stopping soon? Hell no. You’re gonna take this disgusting filth, and you’re going to like it ;)

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There’s a lot of blame to go around for what happened this time, and I’ll admit, some of that blame belongs to me. Before I get into that, I’ve got to ask, do **you** know what a furry is? I mean really. I thought I knew. I mean, I’ve seen some of their artwork on the internet. I’ve even seen clips of conventions, with adults going around in suits, to drunken orgies.

When you’re a sex offender, your social circle has a way of shrinking. If you’re a known horse fucker, even your family will abandon you. I found myself sitting alone at a bar on the wrong side of the wrong town, just to be in a place where no one knew my name. I was in a stupor by 3pm, head down on the bar, with peanut shells in my dirty blonde loose ends. I was at rock bottom.