Broken up but still craving one another (m/f) (pics of us included)

As I mentioned in my previous post, over 5 of the last 7 years I’ve had a fairly volatile on/off relationship with the same girl. This story happened 4 years ago, about 3 years into our relationship.

Marie and I have always been very intense with one another. The good times have been absolutely amazing and the bad times have been painful. This time around we decided to break up because I wasn’t able to give her as much attention as she desired. At this point she lived with her mother in a townhouse and I was over for the night. Her mother was out on a date which allowed me to come over so we could spend some time together alone. Due to my religious upbringing I had to keep Marie a secret from my parents and because of that we didn’t see each other very often. Despite this being one of the reasons for us breaking up she still asked me to come over that night and I missed her and wanted us to speak in person.

Snowy The Fairy [mf][fantasy][nc]

It was nearing dusk on a summer’s day in the Veil Forest, the time when fairies would emerge from hiding. One such fairy was Snowy. She stood 25 centimeters tall, with short vibrant blue hair and orange butterfly wings, feathery antennae, and honey-colored eyes that always looked a bit sad. She had no need for clothing in this weather, and was enjoying the warm breeze on her skin when she heard someone crying. It was coming from the edge of the forest, which bordered a small human town. The further from the deep forest, the less safe for a fairy, but Snowy’s curiosity got the best of her. She fluttered steadily toward the sound, looking for its source.

It was a human girl weeping. Eyes shut tight, she was leaning against a tree and clutching an empty jar against her chest. There was a colorful kerchief over her hair and she wore a pretty dress, strange attire for a walk in the woods. Snowy’s curiosity grew, and she hovered as near as she dared. This human didn’t seem dangerous, though. She was not very big, and not a hint of malice could be detected in her heart.

Snowy The Fairy [mf][size difference][nonconsent]

It was nearing dusk on a summer’s day in the Veil Forest, the time when fairies would emerge from hiding. One such fairy was Snowy. She stood 25 centimeters tall, with short vibrant blue hair and orange butterfly wings, feathery antennae, and honey-colored eyes that always looked a bit sad. She had no need for clothing in this weather, and was enjoying the warm breeze on her skin when she heard someone crying. It was coming from the edge of the forest, which bordered a small human town. The further from the deep forest, the less safe for a fairy, but Snowy’s curiosity got the best of her. She fluttered steadily toward the sound, looking for its source.

It was a human girl weeping. Eyes shut tight, she was leaning against a tree and clutching an empty jar against her chest. There was a colorful kerchief over her hair and she wore a pretty dress, strange attire for a walk in the woods. Snowy’s curiosity grew, and she hovered as near as she dared. This human didn’t seem dangerous, though. She was not very big, and not a hint of malice could be detected in her heart.

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An old friend of mine…

Years ago while attending my second year at college. I decided to use tinder to see if I could get lucky and maybe get laid at some point. One night I get a match notification

The chat suddenly switches to being sex orientated. Asking ho far someone would go.

Until one night, she asked me how far would I go for sex. I ride my bike across town. She teases me, beckoning me to come inside, her sweet blonde hair being a major turn on for me. She guides me to her room, reassuring me here roommates are asleep.

She grabs me, as I take a hold of her and guide here lips to mine, as if she forgot what they tasted like while being apart from them.

I wanted more, I kissed her neck to her chest, and then her stomach, my tongue making my way to her clit, then playing with it with my tongue.

My husband won’t give me sex. i gave him an ultimatum.

This seems to be an erotic story area, but I’m posting a true concern of mine.

The last few years of my marriage, my sex life has dwindled down to nothing. I haven’t had sex on over 7 months and only once in the last year.

My husband would just rather watch tv or play on the computer than have sex with me. He has no interest. I am a highly sexual woman, and very attractive. Nice body, big breast, etc. I told him a month ago, I wanted an open marriage to be satisfied sexually. He said fine, and we talked it over.

NOW, after seeing guys reply to my naked pics online, he is getting all bent out of shape.

Should I continue looking for sex partners online, or see if my husband is going to change?

NSFW REAL SEX: My Best Experience So Far [M/F] [Female perspective]

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       It was one of those annoying misty days that never seemed to make up its mind on whether to actually rain or not. His hooded jacket was damp to the touch when he got to her apartment and he peeled it off early to reveal the ever present spandex muscle shirt. She assumed it made him feel less insecure because he’d only taken it off once when they were together and she had to ask him to. She preferred the feeling of skin to skin contact but conceded to his quirk. This wasn’t anything serious anyway; it was easier to make concessions when they felt like they had a time limit.

       After twenty or so minutes of TV and small talk he looked at her and said, in his way, “Are you ready to bang?”

       She felt a little thrill, a skip of the heart that she always felt when he was so brutishly blunt. She didn’t exactly like it and laughed it off most of the time but it did something to her, knowing how consumed he was with the idea of sex in her presence. She laughed and smiled at him, her “aren’t you dumb but adorable” smile and then nodded.

A hot fuck in a gym afterhours [F26/M] + pics (long)

And the first time I rimmed a guy… In my last gwstory I talked about getting very sexy lingerie from someone, as he made me promise to wear it the next time I got laid. And so I did. This is what I wore to meet Luke: http://imgur.com/7aIPGwT

I met Luke via Tinder and it’s safe to say that he is the most handsome, sexy man I’ve ever dated. Owns his own gym, is a personal trainer, does MMA, former model and owner of a cute husky. Oh yeah and dirty & naughty as fuck. I was sold from the minute we talked. One night he asks if I could come over to his gym, we could walk his dog and just chill on the couch afterwards. I didn’t have any plans so I hopped in the shower and prepped myself as I always do before a date. You never know what might happen…

[M]aking of a sub[m]issive fuckbud

I posted this on MM dom/sub story on [/r/gaystoriesgonewild](https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/55ihoc/the_making_of_a_submissive_fuckbud/) yesterday but thought some of y’all might like it too.

It was a typical grindr hookup. Me: top, 30, six foot, 165, fit, hairy, bearded, on prep. Him: very, 26, five ten, 150, fit, some hair on his chest, five o’clock shadow, on prep, plays safe. He was “looking”, and I wanted to get off. He came over: no small talk. We start to make out.

I’m aggressive; it seems that 9/10 bottoms want their top to take control; as for the power-bottoms, I skip over them. I push the dude against the wall while making out with him and feeling him up. His body is tight, his kissing is on-point. I grab his neck to choke lightly, and he moans: this is interesting…let’s go farther. I tell him to strip, to get on his knees. I slap my cock on his face and he moans, sticks out his tongue and immediately moves his right hand to his rock hard dick.

“No boy. You don’t get to touch your cock.”