No Passionate Men in Earth part 1

–In the year 2080, in order to eliminate war and violent crime, new advancements in genetics allowed human aggression to be mostly eliminated. Though wars have stopped and crime is down, a mutation has occurred that overrides the genetic manipulation, giving way to powerful male specimens. Anger and aggression cannot be switched off. Several years of intensive therapy have proved to be worthless.

Human rights activists have banished the death penalty, even for these males and a new solution is created. Off world colonies are developed as institutions maintained completely by the inmates. Colony Alpha X4 is set up to house the most dangerous sexual assault criminals. With no guards, the weakest of the inmates are killed off quickly or used as slaves for the others. No female government personnel has been allowed onsite since inception until now.

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A text leads to a MFM hookup with our neighbor – with video

True story on one of our hookups when we first began playing in the lifestyle. It was about 8 or 10 years ago. The embedded video is from an old Sony Handheld Digital Cam Recorder on tape we recently found.

I got text message from a single guy who lived a few doors down from us. He was horny and wanted me to come over. I talked to my husband who could tell my mood and told me to go for it. I returned the text and told the guy to come to our house. I went into our bedroom and changed out of my clothes and put on a red lace thong with nothing else. I was excited as the neighbor had a hard hot body and I had secretly admired him for some time when he would work out in his yard. I went out and sat next to my husband on the couch and got another text saying he really wanted to see me alone. I told him I didn’t do that but he was welcome to come over.

[m/f] I Wore My Sister’s Panties to School After My Mom Forgot to do the Laundry

I was never attracted to my sister until my mother made a simple mistake one morning while I was getting ready for school. I was in the eighth grade, preparing for school on a typical weekday morning.

While my sister showered, I watched the previous night’s sports highlights. All my interests were masculine, and I had the blossoming machismo ego to go with it. I learned many of my behaviors from my group of friends, valuing qualities like strength over sensitivity. Anyways, I finished my cereal synchronously with my sister turning off the shower and headed to my room.

At the end of my bed was my outfit for the day, consisting of a shirt with my favorite football team’s logo, the baggy blue jeans I wore almost everyday, and generic white socks. Egregiously, there were no boxer shorts. I figured my mom forgot to lay them out, so I searched my dresser. I panicked when I saw an empty top drawer.

I ran into the kitchen and informed my mom of my mini dilemma. I knew she would have a pair of boxers for me. She always had the answers and always made things right. Calmly, she told to relax, and that she would find me a pair of clean undies right after she finished preparing breakfast. I hated when she used the term, “undies”.

Time I [m]ade my g[f] wear a collar

My girlfriend and I were making out downstairs in her living room one night and I grabbed her dog’s collar and put it on her, I then shoved her to the floor crawling on top of her gently kissing her and teasing her. When I was ready to show her who her Master was I picked her up by the collar and dragged her upstairs throwing her onto her bed taking her clothes off and teasing her with my tongue and fingers before I got naked and started to assert my dominance listening to her moans and howls.

[MMF] My First Couple

First: I’m 6’2, 185 lbs, athletic, blonde/blue-eyed (your basic Aryan, I’m kidding!).

For about a year I have been heavily into watching homemade porn. I just love seeing two real people make love. Eventually I found A LOT of homemade, or at least amateur, threesomes. The majority of these have been between 2 males and 1 female. The thought of an MMF threesome gradually entered my fantasies. I relished the thought of being part of a couple’s sex life. Around the same time, I began having attractions to cock. Now, this is something that I think is very common for guys. Eventually, after watching porn and being in that heightened, horny state, I think it is completely reasonable to become attracted to the thought of another mans cock.

This fascination and fantasy started to become too much. I had to be part of a threesome, especially one with some male-male action. I joined an online swingers dating site. After sending lots of messages to many attractive couples describing what I was looking for, I finally received a reply from a young (30s) couple in a town nearby.

Woken up by anal sex in the morning [F/M]

**To give a little background:**

This happened between my then-boyfriend and I. We had a passionate 6 month relationship that ended when he had to move away for work. It happened a little over a year ago, but I think about it often still. Also, he didn’t just do this to me out of the blue. I had a discussion with him quite a while before this story about how I like it in the butt and we had anal sex a few times before this.

**The good part:**

Usually I wake up before my boyfriend and start cuddling him and playing with his boner while he is still asleep. Sometimes I give him a blowjob but most times I just feel his hard-on with my hand and if it’s hard enough, I just start riding it. At this point he is half-awake. Well, to me he looks awake, but he tells me that he is actually still sleeping. Anyways, by the end of it, he wakes up and that is how it usually went.

**The really good part:**

[m25/f18] Apparently she had a thing for her TA [Long-ish]

It was a long semester. I’d taught the course three times before since I started grad school, and it was always about as exciting as watching paint dry. Take the attendance, give the lecture, hand back the papers, go home and grade the exams. It’s not a terribly exciting career, but it has it’s perks. Many of which are the students themselves.

Every day I get up there, usually bleary eyed and hungover from the night before, shirt half tucked in, and tie too long on the wrong end. I fiddle with my notes for a few minutes as the students file in, and finally look up. There before me, day after day, a room full of bright eyed, perky young women, all eager to hear what I have to say. I’m running seminars for the Social Work program this year, so this class of 40 students only has a handful of guys. I never notice them. Don’t even know their names. You wouldn’t either, not for all the leggings, crop tops, short skirts, halter tops, and yoga pants sitting in front of you. Most of the time, it’s just overwhelming. A sea of gorgeous girls fiddling with their buttons, playing with their hair, or sucking on their pen caps. But every once in a while, there’s that one. A cut above the rest. This was Katie.

She Was My Little Fleshlight [MF]

After back-to-back conferences, meetings and presentations for a month straight, Gordon wanted to do nothing but head back home, take a shower and go to sleep. Work had taken a serious toll on his personal life; at 32 he had a divorce and 2 kids that he never spoke too. His college friends had all moved on and started successful and happy families. For Gordon, his happiness came from closing deals and seeing his bank account go up. Out of his whole social circle, he was the wealthiest. He drove the latest cars, had the biggest house and of course, attracted the most beautiful women. Despite the success, Gordon missed his childhood sweetheart, Rachel. He tried for years to get her back and finally stopped until he heard she had gotten engaged to another man. This sent him into a spiraling depression that led him to develop a misogynistic and sexist view on women. He wanted women simply for the physical pleasure they provided and completely blocking any emotional attachment to them.

My [F] sexiest one night stand with a hot Italian [M]an.

Several years ago I was living in Italy and met a sexy new guy 27(M) at a bar one night when I was partying with friends. I’m typically a good girl. I’m 20(F) long dark hair, 5 ft 2 about 130lb with D tits and a high tight ass from years of cross country running. I have dark italian features with light green eyes. I spotted this man about 6ft caramel colored hair and sexy brown eyes from across the bar and something came over me.

We made eye contact and he came over and asked me if I’d like a drink and I obliged. One thing led to another and we were grinding on the dance floor. As I said, usually I’m a very good girl but this guy brought out the worst in me :). Finally we made our way outside for some air. we looked around and somehow we had the whole outside terrace to ourselves- very unusual in a town of Italian chainsmokers lol. He turned to me and pressed his hard body into mine pushing me against the brick wall of the outside of the bar. He pinned me up against the wall and kissed me hard. I was surprised by his forwardness but immediately I was soaking wet and knew I needed him inside me.

Best Laid Plans

Prologue

It had been nearly a month since Andrea and Chris last had sex. It wasn’t for lack of desire on either part either. Jobs and kids can both really screw with timing. But finally, with a fair amount of planning ahead, the coming weekend looked like it was starting to present opportunity. Both were off work, no pressing errands, and the kids were at Grandma and Grandpa’s for the weekend. Now Chris just had to make it the four days to the weekend.
Chris had been out of town on business twice in that month and between Andrea’s job and feeding the ravenous children and getting them down for bed, little time had been left for each other. They got to talk and kiss daily, but anything more active than a slap on the ass here or there was not in the schedule. Chris hated that their adult time had to be scheduled as he was the more spontaneous of the two, but he understood and accepted the necessity.