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This past weekend, I had an amazing experience that I felt I needed to share. It’s a little more… pure?… of an experience, so I apologize for the length and non-sex details, but I promise, they’re important! And there IS the good stuff!!
Important Info: I’m engaged, but I’m in a poly/open relationship.
My boyfriend and I have always been interested in the hotwife lifestyle, but we never really got to act on it until this past December. We’d always fantasize about me meeting some guy at a bar, flirting a little, and me going home and sucking his cock and having him fuck my brains out, then going home to my boyfriend and have him fuck my brains out too. It was always more of a fantasy, we were always a little too nervous to follow through and never knew where to start. But that all changed over Christmas break. I went home for the break and bored and horny after spending two weeks away from my boyfriend, I decided to hop on Tinder just to scope everything out. I matched with a pretty good looking guy, who we’ll call James, age 31 (I’m 21; my boyfriend is 30). We chatted a little and decided to meet up at one of the local bars. It was nice and we had a good time, then we started making some moves on each other. I grabbed his cock under the table and I could immediately feel it growing hard at my touch. We went to the bathroom, made out for a little while as he ran his hands up and down my shirt. I got on my knees and started to blow him, but I wanted him to fuck me then and there because I was so wet. Sadly we were interrupted by a knocking on the door. We decided to leave the bar and head to his place, and I’m glad I did. We fucked all over the place: the kitchen counter, the sofa, the bed. That first night kind of sealed the deal and I knew I wanted to fuck him again. Of course, I’m sure my boyfriend was on edge the whole night waiting for me to tell him all about my night. James and I made plans the day after Christmas to spend the night together in a hotel room where we could really go wild. I met him there and the action started immediately. He was very tender with me, rubbing his hands up and down my body as he kissed me, stopping at my pussy which was soaked with anticipation. I wore a skirt with no panties in preparation for it all. He trailed his fingers down my slit with one hand while the other held the back of my neck, pulling me close to him. He pulled my clothes off me really slowly, still massaging my clit as he did so. I was so wet it was dripping down my legs. I got down on my knees, undid his pants, and pulled out a rock hard 8 inch cock. Precum was dripping out, so I took it in my mouth and sucked it all off. I took him all the way into mouth, sucking and licking his cock and alternating taking his balls into my mouth. We finally couldn’t take any more and he scooped me up, my legs around his waist as he held me, and shoved his cock into me. He was so tender at first but then turned into an animal. His gentleness at first made me soaking wet, but his roughness fucking me made me buck like crazy. He pumped deep into me, in and out, until I could feel myself getting closer and closer to climax. With one deep thrust, I orgasmed, my pussy pulsing around his huge cock. He threw me onto the bed, ass in the air, and entered me from behind. He started with slow thrusts at first to tease me, but then went into full force pumping once again. He grabbed my hair, going faster and faster until I came again. He let go of my hair, put his hands around my waist and alternated between holding me and slapping my ass. I could feel his cock getting harder and harder until he finally started to cum, pumping all of it raw deep inside my pussy. It felt like a big load, but he wasn’t done. Thirty seconds of more thrusting and slapping my ass and he came a second time, this time even more so than before. He collapsed on top of me, exhausted, with my pussy still slightly tingling from my orgasms. We fucked a few more times before the night was over, and again the next morning, but the real fun began on my drive back home. As I mentioned before, I came to the hotel wearing a skirt and no panties. I was still very horny with two loads of cum inside me from the morning plus just myself being dripping wet, so I decided to have a little fun. I came up to a stop light with a trucker next to me, and I wanted to give him a little show. I pulled up my skirt, spread my legs, made sure he was watching, and started rubbing my clit for him. His mouth fell open as I started to insert 1, then 2 fingers inside me. The light turned green and I drove off, but he kept speeding up to match my pace so he could watch some more. Still turned on and ready to be fucked again, I sped the rest of the way home. My boyfriend met me at my house and our clothes were off in seconds. He had precum dripping down his cock as he grabbed me and started licking my pussy and eating out the two loads already inside me. His cock, now super hard, entered me easily and he fucked my hard, grabbing my waist from behind and slamming into me. It was too much for me to take and I came hard, at least 3 or 4 times. He kept going faster and faster until I felt him tense up, shooting his load inside me.
I was browsing around looking at porn and craigslist. An add that said “Looking for a Submissive Bi-Sexual Slave to Serve us both” caught my attention. The add said that they were looking for an obedient young guy to perform oral on both of them while they had sex, and then clean up afterwards. I imagined putting myself in that situation and I started to fantasize about joining a couple for a threesome.
I decided to post my own add. I described that I was looking for an open bi-sexual couple that would be interested in having a threesome. I went on to elaborate that my fetish was to play the submissive role for them, that I wanted to suck his cock and let him fuck my asshole. I wanted to be subservient and there to enhance their pleasure. I thoughts of role-reversal, being humiliated and dominated turned me on so much.
One summer during college I decided to live in a garage apartment on the beach with a few friends, and ended up working at a local pizza/sub shop.
We were a block away from our work, 4 people on 3 beds and a couch. Partying every night, hanging at the beach, and have a blast.
At the store, all the cashiers were female. My friends and I were 21-22, and most of these girls were 14-17, but there were two our age. Brittany and Kathy.
Kathy was a little chubby, looked like she had acne issues when she was younger, but had huge tits and a warm smile. Brittany was 6’1″, pretty heavy, but super funny.
They would often hang out at our apartment with us. Brittany was pretty obvious about having a thing for me, but I never wanted to fuck a co-worker, especially when the summer was all about random hook-ups. It could get messy.
Kathy, on the other hand, had a thing for big black guys. Or maybe they had it for her. Either way, she was all about the BBC.
/u/my_masters_pet is my slave just for information.
Pet is currently away with family in another state. We are in a 24/7 dynamic where she does every task, every command without hesitation.
As a result of her being in another state I’ve given her some ground rules/tasks to complete to keep her in her mindset. The rules she has broken so far are as follows:
• she will always wear a choker
• she will send me a Snapchat of her naked body every morning and evening.
She failed to do these on two occasions so I gave her a punishment to do before she went for a walk. She did it after her walk, not before.
When pet gets back from her trip she will need to be properly disciplined.
I’m going to bend Pet over the edge of my bed and spank her until she cries. When she thinks it is over I will make her stand with her hands against the wall and ass sticking out. She will be whipped across her tight little ass until she is a mess weeping on the floor.
Two in a day!
Delilah, I think I mentioned, grew up the very definition of a choir girl. That’s how I’d known her in high school, the transfer student from a catholic school who was way too nice to ever associate with a broody musician like me (gag). When we started hooking up, now 27 and reunited, one of the first impressions that I got was that she desperately wanted to push her boundaries. In the almost ten years since, she’d gotten tattoos, dyed her hair purple, moved to the city, and had a longer list of partners than I did. Yet none of them knew how to crack that shell. Apparently I did.
I’ll be documenting all of the kinks and quirks we got into over the next few weeks. Hope you enjoy.
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It started out simple enough. A week of not seeing her had led from us texting nearly every hour to an escalation of topics, and eventually how very, very compatible we are in bed came up. I told her at some point about my writing these stories, and she seemed interested, so I would write her little samples, just solo thoughts really. A little detail, just enough to fill in the blanks and round off the edges, and it would drive us both into a frenzy.
Sorry it’s been a while. I’ve honestly had trouble separating memorable experiences with Delilah from one another because there’s just too much sex, so I’m going to skip ahead a little bit. Suffice it to say that our first night, we did not sleep.
I’m not sure if I mentioned it, but the night Delilah and I got drinks was the day before New Years Eve. At some point after the sun came up, we passed out. It was probably after noon when we woke up and carried on talking like the night before; easy, free, nonstop. Somewhere between when the pho arrived and the second pot of coffee, she asked if I had any plans. Being recently broken up with, it turns out I didn’t. Almost immediately, she invited me to a party in the city that her friend was hosting.
After a long night of incredible sex with someone who was starting to feel like a soul mate, I was far from content to keep my hands to myself. At the liquor store down the street, I stood behind her and trailed my fingers up the back of her thighs. I felt shivers run through her as I ran them all the way up her spine. That earned me a sexy, knowing smirk.
Hey Guys, welcome to my first story on this website! Comment your thoughts down below (I love reader interaction) and let me know if this got you off/when in the story you came. Its a short one but enjoy!
It is late one night. Becky is lying naked alone in her dorm room. The dorm is girls-only of course. She is masturbating; she has not cum in a long time. She is small framed, skinny, and small breasted but her skin is smooth and her shape is pure. Her breasts are just large enough to hang, perkily from her pale chest. She is lying back on the bed looking at the ceiling. Beneath her round bottom she has laid out a clean white towel to catch any potential juices so her roommate won’t know. Already, the towel beneath her is soaked.
Before I start, here’s a photo of me on the bed where all the action happens: http://imgur.com/a/sPkDF.
My fuck buddy, called M, was a high school friend that apparently always had a thing for me. After everyone left for college, I barely kept in touch with a majority of my classmates, him included. He had expressed some interest in meeting up over winter break of sophomore year, and that catch-up session quickly turned into a crazy night of releasing many years of pent up sexual tension.
We liked the arrangement of having someone to fuck while we were on school breaks, and occasionally we’d even make the drive to visit one another at our respective campuses. M is a great guy who never disappointed in the bedroom, but he was more of a one-and-done type of deal as opposed to the men who get hard and are ready to go again right after they orgasm. Don’t get me wrong, I was always satisfied with the sex we had but sometimes having sex just makes your hornier, right?
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