The Sex was Getting Old, So … [MF] [mf] [swing] [oral] [mast] [piss]

It’s 10am. I’m walking into my office – late again – and I see this guy. I don’t really know him, but we always say hello. I ask how things are going and he pulls me aside and says, “Actually, and I can tell you this because I don’t really know you — fucking awesome.”

“Oh, shit,” I say, highly intrigued. “Go on …”

“Well, my wife and I have a kind of … arrangement. And usually, she does her thing, I do mine, but last night, our “things” meshed, if you know what I’m saying.”

“Listen,” I said, putting my hand on his shoulder. “I’m old and my wife and I are clueless as to what all you young kids are saying. I have no fucking clue what you’re saying.”

He chuckled. “We have an open marriage. I fuck whoever I want. She fucks whoever she wants. Last night, we ended up at the same restaurant with our fuck buddies, so we decided to eat together. And then, we decided to go home together. I guess that makes us swingers, you know?”

“I see …” I said. “And you’re telling ME this because?”

The Atrium [MF]

I know you weren’t looking at me or thinking about me … but the way you came up the stairs, looked in my direction … and then you sat directly across the atrium from me, in full sight of where I was standing. I won’t lie, that felt completely intentional on your part … as if you want to see me, and you wanted to be seen by me. In a time I shouldn’t have been, I was fixated upon you … it was distracting. Honestly, I stood there after I was off the phone, in hopes that something would happen … knowing it wouldn’t.

You see, I was standing there in the doorway of two vacant offices … and all I could think about was you walking across the atrium and through the doorway of the first office. Your phone conversation has ended, as did my own. You walk through the door, and what you want is immediately, and readily, apparent to me … my cock stirs as I see the desire in your eyes. Apparently the one sided interest is not-so-one-sided after all.

[MM] massage incident

Long story short, I live in a place where massage shops / masseurs are always of the same sex, meaning if you’re a guy you can’t have a girl masseur and vice versa (country regulations).

I regularly go to one massage place where their massage service is professional with nothing out of the ordinary. Bear in mind that I’m straight and I never wanted any unsolicited activity. One day I went in for a massage and the there was this new Asian guy who had his turn on my account. He greeted me and started massaging me with almost no side talk which I prefer, after all I’m there to relax and not to chat.

I was laying face down (floor massage bed, not a table) and he started with my back and I noticed his hands were more concentrated on my lower part, mostly thighs and ass. I didn’t think it’s weird at first but then he started to massage my inner thighs going up to my groin area. The tickling sensation somewhat gave me a small nudge in the D. Few moments later he asks me to turn around. As I turned around he asked if it’s ok to remove the towel claiming that it is obstructing his work so I agree, which also gave me another nudge to the D and now I’m half erect. I couldn’t control it because that was my first time having a massage fully naked.

[MF] Kylie smells good. (Olfactophilia)

When I was 22, I knew a girl named Kylie who was 19. I wanna share something with you guys. It’s the single best day I’ve ever had, one that I’ve replayed every day of my life and probably always will. This is long, I hope you enjoy it.

I live alone with my fat cat Max. He’s a good boy. A long stretch and a light growl woke me up that Sunday afternoon following a late night of playing music. I woke up hungry. That never happens. That hunger pulled me out of bed, dressed me in a hurry and sent me on my way to a little bakery up the block. I wanna take a moment to thank my stomach for taking me to that bakery, for setting me up to run into Kylie.

“As I was walking down Rubadub Square!” The beginning to a favorite tune faded away as I took out my headphones and stepped around the corner, spotting her leaned against the outside wall of the bakery. *smile*

Breakfast is Served [FM][FDom][msub][chastity][denial]

Inspired by a post from/u/taco_kitten. Link in comments.

Today is the day; the day you promised; the day I have spent these months waiting for; the day which has filled my every waking moment ever since That Day…

…That Day, yes. I suppose that’s the place to start; the Day everything changed.

I’m a successful businessman, running a small property agency with a few branches across the country.  From the one property I started with, I now manage a portfolio of over a thousand properties, worth over a hundred million, and turning over more than ten million a year, as well as sales and rentals on behalf of clients. I don’t say this to boast, at least not anymore, merely to give you an idea of me, and how easy it is for me to have anything I want. I live well, play hard, and fuck; or at least I did.

On That Day I was in my office just as any other. Business was good, there was little for me to do these days; I was preparing to head home for the afternoon. There came a knock at my door, my assistant stuck her head in; “there’s someone here to see you, Sir. I know you weren’t expecting anyone, but she insisted.”

Nephilim Temptress [mF] [affair] [seduction] [dirty] [kinda long?]

Barging through the door the instant I opened it, I don’t even want to fucking bother asking how she found out which room I was staying in. Cunning never seemed to be lost on her. After taking a few good steps inside she turns around, and I’m planted holding the door open, looking at her incredulously, her appearance here obviously unwelcome and not even worth lending voice to.

“You have *no* fucking idea,” Donna’s voice softly, confidence in each word, “just how mistaken you are.”

“*No*, I’m not. And if you think so, then why didn’t you just tell me this a moment ago on the phone?”

“I couldn’t tell you what I needed to tell you on a cell…”

“Well… whatever you need to tell me, I’m already telling you the same thing; Trish and I have gotten serious now.” The words don’t seem to affect her like I thought they would. They don’t seem to affect her at all, really… “It was…” my thought left trailing as I struggle to find what she’d like to hear.

[FM] I love when the car windows get foggy

This is an older story, from at least three months ago. It was my third Reddit hookup. The details are a little fuzzy due to time passing, but I’ll try my best to recount. I’m a 22-year-old female, he’s a 26 or 27-year-old male.

We had been texting for a few days at least. We got along quite well and talked about a wide variety of topics. I got very good vibes from him and I had no hesitation to meet up with him. We planned to meet at a restaurant bar, and if it went well we would take a drive and see what happens.

I wore a casual dress with a bralette and thong underneath. (It always makes me laugh when people compliment my dresses assuming I put effort into looking good. Honestly I just wear them because I’m lazy and they’re easy to just throw on and be comfy in.) I made sure to arrive a few minutes early. I don’t like the anxiety that comes with walking into a place and having to search for someone. I waited outside the front door of the restaurant. Eventually I saw someone get out of a car and walk towards me, and I recognized his face by his pictures. He was so much more attractive in person. Not that he wasn’t cute in the photos, but in person I was just instantly floored. He’s tall, thin, and has a good head of curly dark hair plus a slight beard. His eyes and smile aren’t something to be ashamed of either. I’m very into it.

Amanda In The Kitchen [MF]

Amanda leans against the kitchen counter smirking at me.

“Excuse me?” I say, still shocked.

The blonde teen pushes off the counter and steps closer. “I said, ‘let’s fuck’.”

I grin. “Right here?”

Amanda is now in front of me and her hand finds my cock through my pants. “Wanna fuck me in the kitchen?”

Her palm and fingers have brought me to erection, my member straining in my jeans. Amanda is shifting on her feet, rubbing her thighs together.

I look around to make sure everyone is elsewhere in the house then nod. “Let’s do it.”

“Mmmm.” Amanda grins as she undoes my pants.

She sinks to her knees and I lean back against the kitchen counter, thrusting my hips out. She pulls my throbbing dick from my pants and her blue eyes widen even as she licks her lips.

“Looks so yummy.” Amanda rubs my tip over her soft lips.

I cup her head and guide her forward, grunting when my tip slides into her warm, wet mouth. She grips my shaft while her other hand fondles my balls. She bobs her head, making her lips steadily rub over the ridge of my dick. She starts to blow me faster, her spit coating my upper shaft. Her tongue twirls over my tip while her lips move up and down my shaft.

A MILF walks into a bar [MFMMMM]

Kelly had had a long and rotten day at work, and was eager to get home. If Dennis was in the mood for lovin’, that would go a long way towards relieving her tension. She was late leaving work, even later after being held up in traffic, and way too late to make a proper dinner.

She stopped at the supermarket and picked up a rotisserie chicken, some mashed potatoes, and a bag of vegetables she could pop into the microwave. It wasn’t much of an effort, but it would do for a quick meal.

Dennis met her at the door when she got home. He was wearing his suit and holding a bouquet of flowers. “I sent the kids to my sister’s. Let me take you out on a date.” Kelly opened her mouth to speak, but couldn’t think of anything to say. Dennis he grabbed her wrist and led her into the kitchen. He stuffed her sad little pre-fab dinner in the fridge, and said “I want you dressed up. Look sexy for me, okay Kelly?”

“Oooh yeah,” Kelly said. Now this was the kind of attention she craved. Dennis followed her upstairs to watch her dress.