[MFM] Second threesome with the virgin boy that I deflowered (video inside)

I recently posted about our first few threesome experiments with my BF. These threesomes were only about wanking and sucking my BF’s best friend but no penetration from him. In case you missed it, the whole story of the first threesomes is available here: https://www.reddit.com/r/homemadehornygirl/comments/6jl4au/our_first_threesomes_with_my_bf_and_his_best/ Also, more of me and my BF can be found here: https://www.reddit.com/r/homemadehornygirl/ (my own subreddit with pics and videos).

I also recently posted about the first threesome with penetration I had with a virgin boy (https://www.reddit.com/r/homemadehornygirl/comments/6pca1p/first_threesome_with_a_virgin_guy_i_was_his_first/). You guys apparently loved it.

Well guess what, we actually did it again with this boy. It was a bit shorter but really super hot, and this time I have a video for yoo guys :).

So here goes the story. I’ll call him Alex again. So Alex arrived at 10pm as we had decided, and just like the last time took a nice shower before it was funny sexy time. He got out of the shower, still fully clothed (he is still a bit shy) and I proceeded to undress both of them at the same time. After a few minutes, they were on the bed fully hard, while I had a cock in each hand. My pussy was dripping wet. It was time for me to get some pleasure that they both denied me so I had to remove my clothes and finger my pussy like there’s no tomorrow to a body-shaking and very loud orgasm.

An unexpected tube experience [MF]

This happened just a few days back.
Forgive the lack of name, she told me once and I forgot it before the end of the tube journey.

I work in London quite frequently which obviously means office, underground, hotels in that order. I’m an ok looking guy, gym, shower, 5ft 10, decent hair.

A mate had been in touch saying that there meeting was overrunning and wondered if I fancied dinner that evening near Marylebone.
Dinner was nice and then I begin my trip to the hotel. My hotel was in Covent Garden so made my way to Piccadilly Circus. To catch the tube across.

As I’m making my way down the stairs a see a beautiful figure 10-20 yards in front on me. Nice outfit and heels and great arse. She makes the way down the stairs and stops promptly resulting me to bump into her bag. I apologise and make my way to the platform.

Seconds later the woman taps me on the shoulder, “can you tell me if this stops at Holborn, it’s the least you can do for bumping into me (she says with a big smile)”. I say it does and we have a chat.
She had a heavy Welsh accent (i’m a sucker for it) who was down on a course.

Ellie and the New Guy

Ellie was happy with her life. She had a good job as an accountant, working with some great people. She was in her mid-thirties and lived in Mildura, which is like a big country town near the beautiful Murray River. This gave Ellie the chance to become a respected member of her community and profession.

While Ellie led a very full life, she was missing one thing, and that was romance. Her last relationship ended two years before and, while she had the occasional dalliance, prospects were bleak. Things changed however, when Darren began working at Ellie’s company.

Darren was a fifty year old man who had moved to Mildura to take up his new position. He was apparently divorced with grown up children. He was tall and reasonably good looking. Darren had a laid back air about him and Ellie decided she wanted to get to know him a lot better.

On Darren’s first day Ellie introduced herself. They chatted for awhile and she offered to help Darren with anything he needed. She told Darren all the best places in town to eat and a few other tips. Darren appreciated Ellie’s help and she told him to drop by her office whenever he wanted.

[MF] Costume designer helped me get rid of a boner between scenes

Long time lurker who has decided to finally bite the bullet and tell the one and only story in my arsenal.

I was raised as a kind of theater kid. My much older step brother came from a family that was really big on the arts and wound up getting stuck heading up my elementary school plays when I was little. So, parts just kind of got handed to me and it gave me a bit of a false sense of confidence about my actual ability to actually act, as later found out in middle school. Luckily, all of my schools since, all the way up to college, have allowed at least one production per year written by the students, and it would turn out that I had a bit of a knack for writing.

Still, call me a nostalgic old sap, but part of me missed actually being at the center of it all and participating in the action.

Never too old (MF)

You know what’s really cool? Figuring out you’re not too old to learn some new tricks.

I first met my lover at a local coffee shop – one of those pretentious places where all the men have beards and a grouchy face, the women have all put a lot of effort into a messy ponytail, and they’d never play Nickelback. My lover does have a most lovely beard, but also a sparkling smile. It was a chilly but beautiful winter day, the sun shining through the windows. The conversation began innocently enough – exchange of pleasantries, finding superficial things in common, mild flirting. We developed a quick rapport, and were soon leaning in to each other. We were sitting on stools at the counter, and it was crowded and busy in the shop, so it was easy to bump knees and scoot closer. His warm breath on my neck as he got close to my ear in order to be heard over the din of our fellow beverage consumers smelled of the tea he drank and… something else delicious and intriguing.

I had sex with my boss’ daughter.. and her friend. [mff]

So…one night I had sex with my boss’ 21 yr old daughter and her 19 year old friend. Which was pretty awesome but if he finds out my life is likely to change drastically. I’m 38, a single dad and work as a professional photographer. Couple years ago I went through a gnarly divorce and had to sell my house and pay $25,000 cash on lawyers. During this time my boss supported me by loaning me money and allowing me to live in his studio rental for a really good price. He continues to support me by paying my salary, and I still live in his studio. Actually, when I think of it there’s probably no one else has done more for me in recent years as he has. Without this job I would be in a tight financial bind as I’m still recovering from my divorce and have very minimal savings. Not to mention I have an 8 year old so this puts an extra strain on the situation as I have to care for him as well.

Searching for Story about a couple in Africa where she’s forced into sex and the husband is forced to fly her daughters into the country to free her.

To people that respond/mods I apoloize if this isn’t that place for this but can’t for the life of me find the appropriate subreddit. Please let me know if it’s a problem and I’ll remove the post.

Most of it is in the Title. Was a long story I read years ago where a friendly man helps the couple but eventually forces himself on her. She was passed around a lot and the Husband is told to fly her daughters into the country and trade them for her.

With her best friend in the room [MF]

This episode of my love life happened some years ago with my back-then girlfriend Caro. She was 22, I was two years older. At that point in time, we had long-distance relationship and saw each other only on the weekends. I would typically arrive on a Friday evening and stay until Monday morning, catching a red eye flight back to work. Most of the weekends we spent together, we would alternate between fucking, partying and meeting friends, and I sure had planned the same for this weekend as well.
Unfortunately, Caro’s best friend Marie came over to visit her for the weekend, and I already saw myself leaving on Monday morning with some serious blue balls.

History With Uncle’s Wives PART 3

Make sure you read first two parts before this one

So as u know i was getting jealous because i wanted to kiss my aunt on her lips

My uncle soon left for a week long work trip and i thought maybe she may kiss me now

So in hopes of a kiss, i slept with her every afternoon

One afternoon i got up from her bed and took her arm and told her to come with me

I took her to my bedroom and said i want to sleep with her in my room and not uncle’s room

She asked me why and i told her i dont like to sleep where uncle kisses her

I began crying, she felt sorry for me and hugged me

She asked me whats wrong, i told her that im very jealous of uncle kissing her on mouth

She told me that only couples do it, i kept crying because i really wanted a kiss

She hugged me tightly to stop me from crying

I stopped crying and asked to sleep together

Hot Weekend Date [FF]

Hey everyone, sometimes I like to just share stories of hot dates and see who is interested in listening. So let me give this a shot.

Me: Steph, 25, short, white, busty, hair currently dyed purple

Her: (Not her real name but we’ll call her Amy), 21, Filipino, short like me, skin a little on the darker side, sexy eyes and a killer smile.

So, I work as a beverage server at a casino, Amy is a new girl. She started about a month ago and we became instant friends. We’re into the same things and just have a natural chemistry. One day, we were on break when she asked if I wanted to go out. I said, “Of course, you’re so much fun!”

She leaned in a little bit and said she meant a date with her. I smiled, “My answer stands, why wouldn’t I want to go out with you?” Sexuality hadn’t actually come up so I didn’t even realize she was bi, but we set a day and time.