talking on the phone while my friend gives me oral [FM]

My friend R and I met in college and are now in our late twenties. We’ve been sleeping together for a few months and sometimes like to challenge each other to some friendly competition – sometimes sexual in nature, sometimes not. R won our most recent game, so for his reward, he requested that I write a gonewild story about one of our “sexcapades” together. This is the one I picked:

One Sunday afternoon back in March, R was staying at my apartment with me for the weekend. We’d already fooled around that morning, and we were both in varied states of undress – R in some loose gym shorts, and I in a short cotton robe that hung low in the front. We were lazing about on my couch when my phone rang. It was my mom.

I have a good relationship with my mom, and if I don’t answer the phone when she calls, I always call her back within the same day. Knowing that I’d have to talk to her at some point that day anyway, I decided I would go ahead and answer my phone. However, we aren’t so close that I’m willing to divulge details of my casual sex life, so it was important to me that she not know R was there. I left him on the couch while I took the call in my bedroom.

Liveloveswing….The next meet up

After the first 2 visits with my then FWB (Her words at the time) I didn’t know where we were going. I felt a connection and knew she liked hanging with me but didn’t know how serious she was with her then BF. I figured, it’s all good. FWB is cool too so I wasn’t the pressuring type. To my surprise, she also liked being a FWB and I happened to live close to her school (that’s college you perverts! She is 18! Albeit just started college LOL) so it would be easy to stop by before, between or after classes to hang out. So after playing phone tag a few days (no cell phone in those days) she came over again. I had decided if she had a BF she was going to stay with but still wanted to hang with me and fuck perhaps she was lacking something or looking for something so I was going to take it that way. Now at 22, I was by no means a professional but I did know how to make women orgasm. Remember, I’m a tactician, not a size guy. I wanted to get her comfortable with herself, get her comfortable with talking about sex and see how far I could get. Oh yea……I wanted to FUCK her too!! Well lucky me, because the morning she came over, it was before her class and SHE wanted to fuck. I mean within 10 mins we were making out and she had me undressed. This time with the right sized condoms I was able to finally bend her over the sofa, she lifted her skirt showing nothing on under her skirt and I had my glory….or her glory should I say. After fucking her for about 45 minutes, a few broken condoms, and neither one of us coming yet, she said she had to leave for school for school in 10 mins. I laid her down on the sofa and ate her pussy for 9 of that 10 minutes before she had to leave. After the orgasms (only the second time she has ever had orgasms during sex) she wanted to miss her class but I told her to go. She said she had about 3 hours after her classes and before school she could come back. I said, DO! Now I’ve had sex maybe once or twice in my life to that point where I had trouble coming to orgasm but when I first put it in her I thought for sure it was going to last 1 min. She was tight, ungroomed just like you’d think an 18y/o girl would be back in the day. One of the other times this happened to me was when I was wearing a condom which today I know I still have issues cumming using a condom.

His time alone was all for her [M, F] [Dreaming]

Another morning returning home from work. Like every morning when he gets off his night shift at the hospital, he has his routine. He tries to stay up as long as he can, so in the afternoon he can sleep and get rest for another night in the ER. Those mornings when he gets off usually involve mindless tasks because he borders on delirium. Loads and unloads the dish washer. Loads and unloads the laundry. If he has enough energy he does light yard work, which includes attending his neglected garden. He doesn’t have much of a social life. He works and when he doesn’t work he sleeps. A cycle that has plagued him ever since he became a doctor. He has neighbors that are usually friendly and has met most of them. If he hasn’t met them, they at least exchange friendly smiles and waves. The neighbors to his left are an older couple. Their kids are all grown up and out of the house. The neighbor to the east is a younger lady that is a business woman. At least that’s what he thinks because she always wears conservative business attire and has a brief case.

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His time alone was all for her [Dreaming?]

Another morning returning home from work. Like every morning when he gets off his night shift at the hospital, he has his routine. He tries to stay up as long as he can, so in the afternoon he can sleep and get rest for another night in the ER. Those mornings when he gets off usually involve mindless tasks because he borders on delirium. Loads and unloads the dish washer. Loads and unloads the laundry. If he has enough energy he does light yard work, which includes attending his neglected garden. He doesn’t have much of a social life. He works and when he doesn’t work he sleeps. A cycle that has plagued him ever since he became a doctor. He has neighbors that are usually friendly and has met most of them. If he hasn’t met them, they at least exchange friendly smiles and waves. The neighbors to his left are an older couple. Their kids are all grown up and out of the house. The neighbor to the east is a younger lady that is a business woman. At least that’s what he thinks because she always wears conservative business attire and has a brief case.

The first time we [m]ade love, the second time we [f]ucked.

It was 12:30am and the bar was fucking lit. A seemingly endless stream of young, overly inebriated humans continued to flow into one of the most popular bars on campus. We had just finished another round of $60 dollar shots, and I was in the fucking zone. I was riding a wave of endorphins, the source of which was directly under my arm, regaining her composure from the straight patron shot. I kissed her cheek, while I removed my arm and asked the bartender to close out my tab. I wanted to ensure a quick exit… I knew what the future held. She grabbed my hand and we pushed our way through the sea of sweaty half naked woman, none of which required a second glance. Everything I needed was holding my hand. I would have followed her off of a fucking cliff.

A night with my slave [MF] [Fsub] [Mdom]

I’m a married man who travels … a lot … and fools around. A lot. Most of my flings are rather unremarkable one-night stands. I have one rather submissive friend, however, who I make sure to get together with whenever I’m in town. While work doesn’t take me her direction very often, when it does, an amazing night of nonstop, marathon fucking is sure to follow.

What follows might detail an actual encounter between us, a fantasy we’ve shared with one another, or maybe even my plans for our next visit…

My slave is dutifully waiting for me. As always, she has checked into the hotel ahead of me, has prepared herself, and is awaiting my arrival. My flight was long, and the sight of her there on her hands and knees, waiting for me, is enough to perk me up considerably.

Tonight’s sight is a bit different: the usual lingerie and bonds are gone. She waits for me completely naked, her crop balanced across her back. I grunt a slight approval, but otherwise ignore her, shucking my backpack and luggage into a corner, before I pour myself a drink from the minibar. I pull up a chair off to the side, take off my shoes, and kick my feet up onto her ass. I’m not sure why this never occurred to me before, but she makes the most amazing footstool…

My Discipline – Part 4 [M/f] [Humiliation] [Breast Spanking]

I knew from reading the old Victorian era punishment book that it’s philosophy was built on finding the exact sanction for each child or adolescent that will finally convince them to stop an undesired behavior or start a desired one. To that end, the book was filled with various methods of causing embarrassment and inflicting pain that should be tried on an ever increasing intensity scale. I sensed that turning 16 and finally being stripped completely opened a new chapter in the book. I figured it was only a matter of time before my discipline got escalated.

About ever one or two weeks I got more spankings in various states of undress for my misdeeds. Once I had to come down to the living room after my shower and drop my towel. The belt felt extra sharp on my damp bottom that night. Another time I had to pull my jeans and panties down to my knees as soon as I got home from school and waddle down to the basement for a spanking with the carpet beater. In every case I got extremely horny and masturbated as soon as I was able.

[MF] [Oral] Finally home alone

So, a quick background here. My wife and I have been married 5 years. Second marriages for both of us, although we dated senior year of high school. We are both 45 years old. Before anyone asks, we are both average build, Think Kevin James 2011and model Candice Huffine, you can google them both.
My Step-Daughter lives with us she is 22, and I have been involved in some way her entire life.

It’s difficult at times for my wife and I to be alone in our house. Our daughter is home with her boyfriend most nights watching TV in her room or just hanging out with us. When we were dating after our divorces, we only saw each other on weekends once or twice a month based on schedules and not living in the same state. When we saw each other during those weekends, … well we fucked like rabbits, in every room, position and rarely got dressed. I’ll go into more of that if this works out. Since we’ve been married and life is happening, it’s harder to get time alone, and be ‘in the mood’ as they say. So sometimes you take that opportunity when it presents itself, whether one or the other isn’t expecting it.

Work trip 2 [mf]. She does as she is told

Again from her perspective… she loves knowing it is shared

It had been months since Steve’s last work trip out here. Between that time, our arrangement had changed a bit. Instead of it being just the typical, casual hookup every time Steve came into town, it had turned into something more. Steve was in total control and I had become his to as he pleased

Yes, there was distance between us, but that things a bit more interesting. I turned over complete control of my sex life to him. I am not able to do anything without his permission. If I want to go on a date, I ask permission – then Steve tells me what is allowed, and what is not. If I want to pleasure myself, I ask permission – then Steve tells me what to use, how to use it, and what I should think about. If Steve thinks of something he wants me to do, he tells me in explicit detail what he wants, and then gives me a deadline to do it by, expecting a full and honest report. On occasion Steve will call me and give me instructions over the phone as I carry them out right then and there. He once asked me to take topless pictures while at work for him. I followed directions – like I always do.

[M]y wi[F]e on display at a tropical beach resort teasing everyone… [exh] fantasy

My number one fantasy involves my wife at a beach in an extremely skimpy bikini or coverup. You know, those Wicked Weasel type bikinis.

Maybe I dare her to do it and she wears a tiny sheer top and bottom. The top barely keeps her boobs in and the bottom might as well be lingerie. When wet, her entire body is on display. The only way she agrees to it, is if I wear a small swimshort that barely covers and contains my soft cock, let alone if I got hard. It’ll be easy for everyone to know that my wife has a shaved pussy and my cock is shaved as well.

I want her to wear JUST this bikini all day long at the beach bar and walking around the resort. Go from the water, soaking wet and sheer and walking around the resort. I want her to keep her legs open just enough so her smooth pussy and asshole is being seen at all times. I want her whispering to me how surprisingly horny it is making her and she loves being on display. That it is making her more horny than ever before. That this should be a yearly occurrence at the very least.