Update Me [26F] with my BF [29 M] living together, decided to try a 3 way.. Taking it step by step. Our 3rd Date! We finally fucked!

Here is the previous story leading up https://redd.it/3wtzjn First off, thank you for all the advice I have received. We decided to meet up again on a Friday. Went out for dinner and drinks, and back to our place. By now we are all comfortable with each other, we have all seen each other naked, we have had and received oral from each other.

We start kissing and feeling each other up, and my BF is playing with our hair, kissing, grabbing tits, while we play with his dick.. BTW, my GF tells us this will be the first time in almost 2 years she has been fucked.. She had a bad relationship and it ended 2 years ago. We push him on the bed, and he gets to play with our tits for a while and we want him to watch us kiss, and give oral for a bit. I eat her pussy, she eats mine, then we both give him a blow job.. But we just want his dick throbbing, as he's going to penetrate both of us tonight.. I decide I will let him penetrate her first.. It was exciting for all of us. We get on our back, and he takes turns kissing us, gives us oral.. His dick is throbbing and I look in his eyes, and can tell he wants to slam it into a pussy.. So, 2 fingers in my pussy, and he starts to push into her pussy, its wet, but still kinda surprisingly tight. She starts moaning and groaning, and get louder.. He slows down a bit, I look in her eyes, and kiss her, and she starts screaming ''give me the fucking dick, and fill me up" Finally she lets goes of my hands and tits, and grabs his ass and he pushes and she pulls him in.

Bad Girl[f]riend.

Not long ago, back in August, I did something stupid: I started dating another woman.

We'd been friends for a long time and I knew she was a lesbian. She knew I was straight. We had this sort of unspoken agreement that she could tease me about the outfits I wear (I dress provocatively for my job) and that I could tease her back for her taste in women (usually the more "butch" type). Then, one stupid night, I drank more than usual and ended up asking if we could kiss.

Keep in mind that Leah is three years older than me and has been with girls exclusively sine middle school. I'm not saying she took advantage of me but she was literally the designated driver that night and, well, looking back on it she sort of encouraged me to drink.

We got back to her place and one thing led to another after another glass of wine I just full out asked if she'd kiss me. She didn't hesitate. And then things escalated rather quickly.

Kristen’s house (m/f)

"Just so you know, my girls are looking to hook up."

My eyes opened. That's why we were here too. And as it were, she had assembled the troops.

A friend had bought a 30 of Budweiser. That's the king of beers, you know? Fitting for us, since we felt like we were about to be the king of men.

Kristen, Megan, and Sarah got out a fifth of tequila. Megan was one of those 'open for business' girls. Platinum blonde, tall, thin, and a face that was good enough. Kristen was hot. Brunette, shorter, also thin and busty. Seems good? It was. Sarah was high school fat. She was thicker than the other two. But we're talking medium tits that went out further than her stomach. Compare her to girls in their late 20s and she'd be the skinniest one around. She probably got fat later though.

I digress. The six of us went into Kristen's basement to start on those beers and patron. Well, at least I remember that Montezuma tasting like patron.

The Band Comes Home from Tour – Part 2/3 [fmmm] [mast][oral]

He was always very clear on what he liked on me. He was an uncomplicated man. Denim, leggings, knee or thigh socks, t-shirts and tanks…he did like me to dress up for special occasions but he just loved me as his concert-going skater-girl…and I love it because I could just be comfortable, all the time. I’d be at a concert tonight anyway, and since I’d promised to help them set up, it would all work out fine, and in the end…it was my body that counted, and that was clean and shaved and…hot and moist. I didn’t want to be too conventional though, so I decided to leave the bottom layer off. I rummaged through the mess that is our bedroom, threw some bits and pieces I liked on the bed and then unwrapped myself from my towel to try them on.

My first orgasm. [mf, age play]

I was still a virgin the first time you brought me to ecstasy with your fingers. I was a teen and you were twenty five- my sister's boyfriend. I had nursed a juvenile crush on you. Not just you, but all of your friends, as well. I couldn't help myself. You were all grown: all stubble and hairy chests, hard jaw lines, contagious, complete sexual tenacity.

But I didn't know what I was feeling, you know? I didn't fantasize about you or dream of an improbable romance with any of you guys. Verily, I was still a child. And the infatuation was an innocent one. I blushed when I saw you, I caught glances at the corded muscles casting veins across your forearm. I became intoxicated with a bubbling foam of giggles in your presence.

But I knew it was wrong. You were my sister's boyfriend! You were practically family. I saw you every day and sometimes slept over at your house on the weekends. It was benign and all but an afterthought, until the night I woke from dreaming to the sound of my own voice moaning and a cacophony of pleasure swarming at my core.

Crystal has fun with a stranger at the bar (erotic story my wife penned based of her fantasies) [MF]

So the party is on, I'm dressed in my sexy, tight black cop outfit. Black eyeliner, my green eyes pop in the dim lights. As I walk in the party has been building for the last two hours, guys and girls fill the club the music rages. I look around for a victim, someone I can use for the evening A couple of guys at separate points of the bar, one blonde haired blue eyed male, athletic and by himself or the dark haired and rugged looking male, surrounded by a group of friends – which would be more fun … I walk towards my choice the harder of the two options but I'm up for it, his friends eye me as I walked towards the group, heading straight for the center, the zipper on the front of my cop costume catsuit low enough for my DDs to peek out the top, the sleek black pants fitting tightly to my skin and butt, I walk straight up and eye each male, pointing at each until I subtly land my finger on the chest of the one I want, the mysteriously rugged bad boy, I pull my finger back and place into my mouth, sedductively sucking the tip before asking

The Virgin [FM]

The village elders had summoned me, so I made my way as quickly as possible to the Great Hall, only stopping to smooth my long dress down and check my hair. The three elderly men sat behind a long table, and an old man I'd never seen before stood beside them. Off in the shadows I could make out another, female figure. I stood before them and bowed my head. "I have appeared as summoned." I said. The chief elder spoke: "Girl, you have been chosen by the Gods to take part in the annual fertility ceremony in the King's castle at the capital. This man is the High Priest of the Harvest Gods, and has spent the past year searching the land for the most beautiful virgin, and the honor falls on our village."

I blushed at the compliment. I knew I was very attractive, everyone said so, and my father had been made many offers for my hand since I turned eighteen, but in the whole land? That was quite something. The stranger spoke: "You are a virgin, correct?" I blushed deeper. "But of course, sir," I said, in an offended tone, "I am unmarried!" Of course I had fooled around with plenty of boys, and even let some of them touch my breasts, but none had ever got between my legs. One had even persuaded me to touch his cock, and I had been amazed at how it had grown in my hand. "Well," said the man, "We must be sure. Mary?"

She Liked My E.T.

Years ago I worked at a restaurant and one of the waitress liked to buy beer and come over to my place. It was a good deal she could buy beer and I had a big dick. She would call it my E.T. because I've got a big glan and said it extends like his neck. She was great because when she got a but drunk she became a real slut. She liked it dirty and stuff like using my cock to slap her face was a turn on for her. She is also the only chick that has ever taken the whole thing in her mouth and licked my balls with my dick down her throat. I always use a condom but she was such a cum slut that after sex she'd take the condom and drink my cum from it. Plus she did anal and loved to have her hair pulled.

It’s not cheating if you only look… [M/F]

Guilt and Pleasure: Volume 2

It's Not Cheating If You Only Look

by Matthew Myen


If this is the first of mine you have read, please read the first part of Guilt and Pleasure before continuing.

Well, that first post blew up, didn’t it? I’d just like to thank everyone for their words of support and encouragement. If you just read it and enjoyed it – that’s enough for me.

I have bad news for anyone who thought the first one was too long… the second volume is more than double the word count. I couldn’t find a good place in the events to stop without feeling like a tease.

Finally, if you would prefer to read on Kindle or something, have a look at the afterword in the comments.


Prelude

Plan B (or the ‘Morning-after pill’) is a type of emergency contraception that can prevent unwanted pregnancy after unprotected sex.

It was late. Late enough that even the semi-nocturnal birds that roosted in the trees of the park near our townhouse had quit their trilling. Jessica slept soundly next to me breathing in the slow rhythm of deep sleep. My phone glared painfully in the darkness as I browsed incognito for some statistic that would help me sleep.

Educating Keane [MFM]

So Kat and I were out at a bar — the kids were at a sleepover over Xmas break. We had a few drinks next to a guy that was solo at the bar. He was early to mid-twenties, non-descript, not super stylish, seemingly out of his element. As Kat is very social, she struck up a conversation while I was in the john.

When I got back, Kat said "this is Keane — he is a computer programmer in town for 6 months on a contract." We chatted him up for a while, learning that he was a somewhat sheltered kid who lived with his parents while going to college. He graduated a year ago but was still living at home until he took this job.

Though he lived a sheltered life, he was made a little less naive due to all the time he spent on the Internet. We became fascinated with his world; his family never went on vacation so he had never really been anywhere, and despite his secret Internet identity to date he still played the role of the good christian boy for his parents.