In incredibly sexy Scottsdale, AZ four handed massage. (MF FF)

My husband, Almel, and I were in Scottsdale AZ this week. He had a work conftence. We were being silly and trolling the backpage adult ads. You can always find pictures and sometimes videos of very sexy ladies. Given my affinity for woman, we often fantasize about these sexy ladies.

As we trolled the ads we came across an ad for two sexy Latinas offering outcall massage to homes and upscale hotels. Their price was 160 an hour flat rate for a two handed massage and 220 for a four handed massage. I told my husband that I was really curious if they would see a couple.

I called, a Hispanic girl with a light accent answered the phone. I asked her if the four handed massage could be a couple massage. She said her friend and her had never done anything like that. She also wanted me to understand that they do full body rubs and are not actually massages, she reiterated that the type of massages they do are typically those that wives don’t want their husbands to get. I told her that if that was the case, I had called the right person.

[M/M] The time I got caught wanking in the woods

I’ve been asked to share a couple of stories that I have here, so here’s one of them.
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I don’t think will come as much of a surprise to many of us here, but when I went through puberty (around 18, late bloomer here), my horny levels went through the roof. I needed to jerk my cock multiple times during the day, and I was way too shy to find a boyfriend to do it for me/do it for him. On a couple of occasions, I was nearly caught in the act, and I decided that I needed a safe space for me to jack off without anyone around. I thought long and hard (pun unintended) of where I could go, and I decided that the woods at the top of my road would be perfect. Who was going to interrupt me there? A rabbit?

So the woods became my new jack off place,; and boy, was a lot of cum shot there. I would stand under the same tree (an large Oak, if you were wondering), take off all my clothes and stroke my cock for hours on end until I couldn’t anymore, jizzing on the trees like it was sap coming from the bark. This became my routine every Tuesday, for about three weeks.

I (m) was thinking back on that one time she squirted.

I used to have this friend with benefits. I worked the front desk at my gym and she was a member. There was a colleague who had a crush on me but was NOT my type, so this member comes to me and says, “Hey listen if you’re not into her, I can come down and kiss you in front of her and say, ‘see you tonight’ and she’ll get the message.”

I took her up on the offer and it worked. I texted her later to say I really appreciated her help. I needed my colleague to help cover shifts and if I told her to leave me alone, she might get pissed and not cover my shifts … selfish. But whatever.

She responded to my texts and was flirting big time, so I flirted back. One thing lead to another and she revealed that if I were to in fact come over later, she’d have to take herself to the spa and get waxed. I’m really into a big bush, so I told her that wouldn’t be necessary at all.

I cant find this story on literotica no matter what i search for. Please help!

The plot of the story goes like this as told from the husbands perspective. A white couple wins the lottery. Husband buys a mansion and let’s the mooching step daughter and her boyfriend move in. Boyfriend takes over and starts having sex with the wife, daughter, and husband any time he wants. Invites his friends over and they too help in the take over. The wife loves the sex from the hung young men. The wife eventually hires a maid to tend the husbands needs as she no longer will. After some time the husband becomes second class and hates the setup at home and eventually hires a large black man as muscle to scare them off. He lets the wife still Fuck the black guy though.

I know that’s not the best description of it all, but it’s all I can remember. I don’t recall if it was a multi chapter story or just one long one. I’ve tried looking for a long time for it. Please help!

A Way Around the Chastity Chain [MF][Hot Wife][Anal][chastity][cuckold]

>Author’s Note: To read part one, click my name or search this subreddit archive for *Pierced and Chained Chastity*.

At my husband’s boss’ Fourth of July party, I fell for his co-worker Nicolai. But my Dom husband, knowing how hard it is for me to resist an irresistible man, had my labia pierced weeks ago with two golden hoops. For chastity, he placed a little gold lock on the hoops to which he holds the key. My chastity lock had worked so far on this petite brunette vixen…but not tonight.

The Fitting Room [Mf] [Public] [first person]

You had slipped into the fitting room with an armful of clothes and expected me to wait with just a promise that you would show off ‘the good ones’. To give myself *some* credit, I did wait. Long enough for the rustling of clothing through the curtain to drive me crazy. Admittedly it wasn’t very long but I had been putting up with this little shopping trip for too long already. I took one quick look around the shop to make sure no one was watching and then pushed the curtain aside and slipped inside.

The curtain fell back into place as I was greeted by the sight of your mostly-bare back and the widening of your pretty brown eyes through the mirror as you saw me. Your shirt was discarded on the room’s bench and I had clearly caught you just about to remove a little black bra. Your hands quickly dropped from your back and I grinned as you turned quickly, looking ready to kick me out but I closed the distance and put one finger to your lips in an unmistakable shushing gesture before you could find the words. My other hand went to your hip, your skirt separating your skin from my touch.

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22F4A- Seeking Talented Erotica/Romance Writer

Hey there, how’s everybody’s day/evening going? I suppose I should remember my manners and introduce myself… My name is Anna, and I’m on a search currently for the writer I’ve always dreamed of: this writer will be capable of telling an unbelievable and competing narrative, detailing every last bit down to the crack in the wooden floorboards. I’m looking for the best, and I know he or she is out there right now… Someone who can tell stories that could easily be the next Hollywood blockbuster, and stories that will keep a girl like me warm on cold nights with its detail.

I ask because I wanted to exchange stories… Basically we each give each other prompts for what we want the other to write, and then we exchange them later on. I have many romance ideas (with adult themes obviously) that I’ve always wanted to see brought to life in top notch quality and detail, and I promise I can deliver in return if you take a chance on me. If you think you’re the writer I’ve been desperately searching for, send me a LONG private message explaining just WHY you’re the one… I look forward to your messages and urge you to be confident, never be shy about your writing ability. Thank you all again and happy writing! <3

A planned encounter [MMF]

We met at the pub opposite your hotel. I’d thought you’d be staying closer to the airport for a quicker journey back there the next morning and so hadn’t realised you were staying so close to the city centre; as such it was a pleasant surprise when you leant in close and breathed those two short sentences into my ear – “Call him. Let’s go” – accompanied by a quick playful nip on my earlobe. I stood up from my bar stool as you hopped down from yours and offered you my arm. My other hand tapped out Ed’s number and as we eased our way through the hot crush of bodies between us and the door, I spoke quickly to my friend.

“Ashley’’s here mate – we’re just leaving the bar now. We’re heading to…” I turned to you as we stepped onto the street and asked “Where’s your hotel?”.

A smile spreads over your face, lips parting briefly as you gesture across the road. I stifle my surprise and let him know – “Uh, it’s the Victoria Hotel, Ed. How soon can you get over?”. You lead us across the road as I end the call. You march us straight past the desk and over to the lift, briefly lifting a hand from your pocket to show me the keycard you’d kept rather than hand in before you left to meet me barely an hour earlier.

I (34/M) fucked my (45/F) boss while traveling on business last week

I travel a lot for work. From time to time my boss will accompany me on some VIP type meetings. Last week was one of those times. We were in San Fran and, to make really long story short, the hotel screwed up our booking and had us booked in one room rather than two separate rooms. After some protesting and some escalation, nothing could be done as they were 100% sold out. So we had no choice but to stay in the same room. A little awkward but we’ve worked together for several years and have been on several business trips together so not TERRIBLY weird.

So my boss is a total milf. Remember Desirae Spencer? She looks very similar to her, except the tits aren’t quite as big. When I first started working for her I totally wanted to fuck her. She dresses well – always wearing tight skirts and nice button up, with the occasional dress. And she’s really smart, which is a big turn on. Anyways…

[25M/21F] WWII role-play

This is a much better, consensual role-play similar to what I previously posted. Other then the date and the role-play it’s not really different from other sex in terms of just doing some kind of uniform fetish. There’s limitations on things that wouldn’t be done then, which feels really geeky to say.

I was having a really nerdy WWII fetish that I wanted to try but I was afraid that it would make my girlfriend think I was really weird and I was worried about whether it was a holdover from worse times. I went on /r/Sex and asked about it would seem really weird to ask about, and I actually got very positive feedback. I told my girlfriend about it and she said that it sounded interesting to try even though she thought it was very unusual. We planned to go on a date as a Red Army officer and a German girl. Even though I have Autism (if that’s a surprise) I have social discretion and planned to go on the date somewhere outside of her college so she wouldn’t have to look like a weirdo to everyone and possibly get hit on by sovboos. We made the uniforms with a green henley shirt, slightly brown green dress pants, black rain boots, and a Soviet ushanka. She wore an overcoat, a white button shirt, a gray skirt, and those leather hipster boots that look like something from the 19th century. She also knows German so we spoke that.