Friday Night with our Friend [MFF]

It was Friday, My wife Marie and I had been trying to setup plans to meet another couple to see if it would perhaps lead to our first time swinging. Those plans fell through, so instead we were spending our Friday night with our best friend Sandi. To paint the word picture of Sandi, she’s 5’3” with a tight body, medium length wavy black hair with that falls to her shoulders with a streak of white in it. She has a curvy round ass that always looks great in her Jeans and D-cup breasts that are very perky. If you’re curious about Marie and me, check our post history . I should also note that Marie and I have amazing communication, we talk about everything so she was well aware of the fact that I’ve had a bit of a crush on Sandi for a while.

Our evening started as always, making dinner together, chatting, drinking whisky, ect ect. The conversation between the three of us often contains flirty, joking, fun, and tonight was no exception. The sun had gone down and dinner was over, we were all changing into more comfortable clothing for a relaxing evening that might include some cuddling. Sandi was going to stay the night in our guest room so she could stay late and drink, but had forgotten to bring any Pajamas. Marie let her know that she could borrow some of hers.

Sneaking in some pleasure. [mf] [cheating]

Normally I don’t do parties. I’m somewhat of an introvert, which is not to say I’m anti-social, its just that keeping up the nice social facades wears me out fairly quickly and I tend to pick and choose those battles based on who I get to see and how much I’ll get to interact with them. Picking my battles of social interactions came down to a couple questions. Who will be there, who won’t be there. If I had enough people I liked so that I could bounce between 2-3 of them throughout the night while my GF did her social butterfly thing then I was happy enough to go. There was another factor that could pull me out to a party with mutual friends though, and her name is Madi.

Madi is a woman I’ve known a while despite us pretending we don’t know each other when we are in public. She always was humble about her looks when we talked about them, but I thought she was insanely sexy. She has a beautiful sort of pale olive skin tone. Jet black hair that falls down to her shoulders. Her body was the definition of curvy. Big round soft breast, a well shaped waist and tummy, and her hips and butt curved back out and turned into thick muscular
but still soft legs.

Crème Fraîche – Humiliated by a group of girls on the train [Str8, fffm, huml, Fdom, nc]

I posted this on r/eroticliterature, hope it isn’t against the rules to post it here too.

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This story is based on an actual experience I had a few years ago on a late night London tube train. The story is entirely true up until the point of physical contact. After that, it’s just fantasy.

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I was waiting for the last underground train, headed home from a work party. I was very tired and quite drunk, I just wanted to get home as fast as possible. The train arrived, and I entered. The carriage was almost empty, save for three loud drunk girls.

As I walked past them, I couldn’t help but notice that one of them had very large breasts with a very deep, exposed cleavage. Being a man, it caught my eye and I involuntarily glanced at them for a split second. As this happened, I saw that she had a wide grin on her face, looking straight at me, her two friends started giggling, and they said something like “He likes your tits!”.

My first time with a BBC [MF] [IR] PART 2

He was stretching me out more than I’d ever been stretched before. I felt like I was cumming just from the slow, hot strokes. His mouth had once more found my nipples and the pure ecstasy coursing through me brought me to a crescendo of trembling legs and convulsing, rolling orgasms.

Through the rest of the night we tried out every position we could think of. At times it was slow and hot, other times fast and intense. I couldn’t decide which I loved more, the feel of him slowly pressing into me, pushing insistently to stretch me out, or the intense pounding that left me gasping for breath as he wrapped his long fingers around my throat and pinned my wrists over my head.

We finally collapsed in a tangled heap of legs and arms and sleept. Waking to the feel of his breath on my forehead, I looked down and marveled at the beauty of our bodies intertwined, a masterpiece of ebony and ivory, hardened muscles and soft curves.

I came inside a much younger girl I met on Craigslist [MF]

I know what you’re thinking right off the bat, it probably wasn’t the best idea, but I’ll just tell the whole story and then you can decide if I was an idiot or not.

I’ve had a few successes on Craigslist before, so I’ll browse it from time to time just to see what’s out there. I think I sent out maybe 10 messages that night, and the one I got a response to I honestly thought was spam at first. I don’t remember it exactly, but it was only a couple of sentences and said something like “Let’s start 2017 on a high note. Oh, and I don’t have a gag reflex :)”. Her ad said she was 24 and was tall, not a huge amount of info. I was 33 at the time.

Usually anything that short and overt has to be spam, but I have a throwaway email I use for this, so who cares, I figure. Within maybe 2 minutes of sending it, I get another message saying “here’s my number, text me before someone reports my ad as spam and it gets taken down”. This still sounds like what a spammer would say, but I’m pretty suggestible at this point, so I figure “fuck it, why not”. I send her a text, and she answers immediately. We chat a bit, which is further than I suspect a spammer would take things, and I ask her to send me some pictures, and she does.

[m]eeting a [f]it mommy

After attending the seminars at college (I’m 21), I took a nap this afternoon. But that didn’t get rid of how tired I felt.

So I met this mom. She’s 26. She has a slender body, with no evidence of giving birth, with saggy but big boobs with big areolas (that I enjoyed sucking). I called her “mommy” and she liked it. She then gave me a handjob while sucking on my nipples (that I kinda enjoyed). She then gave me a blowjob, which I enjoyed more. I felt her mouth and sucking more than I felt her licking. I asked her what does she feel when she makes a guy cum, and she says she feels happy. I asked what’s her favorite position, and she answered “on top”. So after blowing me some more, she rode me. Her cute face and her moans of pleasure were a sight to see. I came rapidly: a tingling feeling in my dick started, then half a second later I felt the wave of pleasure as my dick shot into the condom. I told her I came, and she saw my bearded baby face, grimacing in pleasure. I felt her pussy contracting into my dick like a shaky grip, which made me feel good. Then I asked her how does she feel. She replied that she was happy that she made me happy. I sucked her nipples one last time. I left quickly, but then I forgot my condoms, so I went to get them back (those condoms are ultrathin).

She’s Not Who You Think She Is, Or Was, Or Will Be – Part 2 [Str8][Bi][MFF][SciFi][Mind/Reality Control]

***The story so far…***
NBPD Officer Holly Stone was a recent police academy graduate and hire to the department’s all-male force. She was unwelcome, unwanted, and caused disruption simply by being there, even though she was a capable cop. She was the target of pranks and animosity in equal measure, and the only person who’d had her back was the chief. On a recent call, her and Detective Banter, one of her main opponents, raided what they thought was just a drug lab, but instead found an odd little scientist. The scientist demonstrated a handheld device meant to change the world by merging better realities with this one, all at the command of the user. As a prototype, it could only change the world of person it was first keyed to—Holly Stone. The scientist gave the device to Detective Banter in exchange for freedom, fleeing the scene. Holly, once raven-haired, was now blonde. Holly, once demanding and abrasive, now happily showered with the guys in the department locker room to fit in. Holly, once upright and focused, remembered trading handjobs for better grades at the Academy. Only Detective Banter knew the difference between truth and reality, and he controlled both.

I met a married girl from a chat [MF] part 2

This story continues my previous ….

After that first date we kept dating nearly every day for a month, she used to come to my house after work, made me cum in her mouth while I touched her and the she returned home. We nearly didn’t talk while we were together, we used to chat at night.

She didn’t have much time to spend with me because of her husband. She used excuses like she was going for a walk with a friend, or that she was going to buy some food. She came to my home by car and most of days we met in her car to save time.

One day we were chatting and sending nudes to each other. She sent me a video she recorded in her bathroom leaving the iPad on the floor and nearly sitting over it. When I watched it I could see her tight holes opened for me and I wrote her:

I need to see you now.

I can’t, we’re going to have dinner soon.

Then make something up, I can go to your street.

Ok, come here but I’ll only have a few minutes, I’ll have your cum for dinner.