MFm – Exhibitionistic mutual masturbation at the nude beach

(Originally written in two parts)

Part I

(A mostly-true story, one or two things changed to make it read better. I’m bi, this was a straight encounter. Part 1)

It was a hot June afternoon. I was walking along the nude beach to meet Them, so nervous I wasn’t sure I would be able to get my cock hard. We met online, both of us cruising the want ads for sexy nude beach friends. We only spoke a little, and unsure what to expect my nerves were running away. I was electrified with anxiety and anticipation when I read his text a few minutes before –“hurry up, Tess is already naked lol”. My balls pulled up tightly despite the warm breeze caressing them as I left hurried footprints in the damp sand along the shore, passing one moaning couple in an intimate embrace and then another laying face-down in the sand. I wondered if they were Them, but looking at her lusciously large ass I knew it didn’t match the picture They had sent me. I kept walking until a voice called out my name. Read more »

Hot sun, Warm cum, and Cool sand – [MFm mast exh voy cum] [str8]

(Part II, maybe final maybe of 3-5. True story, mostly straight, very minor bi overtones. Includes a cumshot.)

We were all on the nude beach, warm in the sun and sprawled comfortably across the damp sand in the shade of the trees. Tess had just rolled over, still in the afterglow of the orgasm my hands had brought her to. When her soft hands enveloped my achingly hard cock I shuddered with pleasure and she laughed softly.

“Not so in control now, are you?”

“Careful Tess, if you finish him off too soon you won’t get what you really want” Geoff told her.

“And what do you really want?” I asked, voice quivering under her silky caress of my member.

“You to cum for me. A lot”

I moaned and leaned back as she slowly massaged my shaft, feeling ready to release all my sexual energies for her. For being almost strangers our sexual connection felt strong and intimate, like lovers who know how to elicit the strongest responses, to tease and deny and satisfy each other. Read more »

Valentines Day S&M Club wife spanking

I have received positive feedback on the previous posts, so here is what happened Saturday night. TRUE STORY

I told my wife that we were going out and to wear her red bustier with a button down blouse, black stockings and garters and red panties with an ankle length skirt. She knew we were doing something fun, but had no idea what. Read more »

(F/M) – How a Predator Stalks Her Pray

Robert and I dated a while back. We were your typical naive twenty-something couple who enjoyed copious amounts of crazy sex whenever we got the opportunity. Ah to be young again, and enjoy the accompanying sex drive.

We eventually went our own separate ways, but I’ll never forget that sex. He was easily the best partner I’ve ever had, and that is even counting my amazing husband. Don’t get me wrong, we enjoy a very hot bedroom, but we are lovers. What I had with Robert was.. Primal. It was pure fucking. Animal lust, if you will. So imagine my surprise when I bumped into Robert ten years removed from when I last saw him, and at a trade show none the less.

“Well hello there stranger. A long time no see.” I said as I snuck up behind him.

“That voice. That accent. There is no mistaking it for anyone else’s. Serena?” He spoke as he turned around to face me. Read more »

The Divorce is Done: Ladies’ Night Out [MFF]

It had been a hell of a way to celebrate a divorce, so far. Only 5 drinks in, and Sarah had already gotten Kate quite tipsy. Kate, at only 27, had just finalized her divorce – from a man who, among other things, had zero sexual appetite. A man as focused on his job as he was meant that satisfying her sky-high sex drive was going to be nearly impossible. Naturally, this left Kate perpetually unsatisfied, and after 3 long years, they had both decided to call it quits. It was a real shame: She was 5’3″, petite, brunette, and had a great figure that most men would kill to get in bed with. She sported perky C cups and a trim waist – not too flat, not too flab. Sarah, her best friend, stood slightly shorter, at 5’2″, with blonde hair. Despite a modest figure, weighing 120, she had huge DD breasts. Some of her friends had given her the playful nickname “Cans,” which she wasn’t always appreciative of. She had promised Kate a “night to remember” to commemorate the grand occasion – the kind of night where blood alcohol levels are high and inhibitions are low. Read more »

Demise of the Unfaithful

I’m at a place right now, where I don’t necessarily know if I’ll have the tenacity to continue putting forth effort in something that we both know simply wont work. I wake up next to you in the morning and I’m happy to have you in my life because we all have those people that are met to cross our path for a temporary time.

However, I’m not happy here anymore, I feel as if I’m settling, shit we both are. It’s gotten to the point where I could care less if you were there when I arrive home.

Now before you jump to conclusions and say things out of anger I want you to take a deep breath… walk away for exactly 00:60 seconds, come back look me in my eyes and tell me you didn’t see this coming.

We’ve grown a part, I don’t even see us as a couple anymore, I see us as friends who happen to live together and EVERY blue moon you and I are both in great sexual moods. we’ll fuck for 10-15 minutes. Read more »

Valentine’s Day (MF) First guy

Yesterday I had two Valentines. The first Valentine, I’ll call him “T”, was a friend that has a thick cock. The second was the guy that has huge balls from a past story, I’ll call him “B”.

T came over to my apartment about 8:00 pm. We went straight up to my room. I walked him over to my bed and told him, “sit down”. He sat down on my bed and said, “Damn Sarah, I like this”. I took off my mini-dress and stood in front of him in my new dark red bra and dark red thong. T said, “Oh my god Sarah, you are so sexy in that”. I walked up to him and whispered in his ear, “Call me ‘cocksucker’ or ‘slut’ ” then I started kissing his neck. This caused him to moan and sit back. I leaned on him and put my leg up on his leg. He reached down and jiggled my ass as we made out some more. Read more »

Sexy Shaz and balcony sex.

Alrighty, so lets talk about Shaz.

I’ve been seeing Shaz for a few months now, and I suspect her deviant nature is only just beginning to surface, even though I’ve had an inkling since our first night of hanging out together during which she confessed that she wanted to go down on another girl while I watched. She just threw it out there as a non-sequitur in a conversation that started about the Minions movie; and watched as I spluttered over my drink. I collected myself and grinned, “If it comes to that, I’ll happily watch.” She scowled, ‘fuck that, you’ll be getting involved as well.’

Nothing’s happened yet on that front, but watch this space, I’ll let you guys know how that turns out.

Shaz is a mid 30’s divorcee, and we met at a music festival through mutual friends. Nothing happened there, although we had a definite connection, albeit one fuelled by drink and drugs. We arranged to meet up a few weeks after the festival and Shaz procured a few more pills for us. We went back to hers and got naked and horizontal whilst in the throes of chemically-induced, loved-up passion. Read more »

Hot sun, warm cum, and cool sand – [MFm] [mast] [exh] [str8]

(A mostly-true story, one or two things changed to make it read better. I’m bi, this was a straight encounter. Part 1)

It was a hot June afternoon. I was walking along the nude beach to meet Them, so nervous I wasn’t sure I would be able to get my cock hard. We met online, both of us cruising the want ads for sexy nude beach friends. We only spoke a little, and unsure what to expect my nerves were running away. I was electrified with anxiety and anticipation when I read his text a few minutes before –“hurry up, Tess is already naked lol”. My balls pulled up tightly despite the warm breeze caressing them as I left hurried footprints in the damp sand along the shore, passing one moaning couple in an intimate embrace and then another laying face-down in the sand. I wondered if they were Them, but looking at her lusciously large ass I knew it didn’t match the picture They had sent me. I kept walking until a voice called out my name.

They looked, well, normal. He was in his early 30’s, wearing only short running shorts and speaking in a slight Australian accent. She was American or Canadian, 27 or 28, and layed out fully nude before me, on her stomach. Read more »