collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
This is a true story that occurred back in June of 2012 a few years after we had become involved in the lifestyle. Up to this point the times we hooked up and made any connections was limited due to family and work. I am posting a link to a collage of images from this encounter and as you can see at this time I had not had my laser Brazilian and kept my pussy either trimmed or shaved.
Here is the link: https://vid.me/B2MG
The Taming School – An Excerpt
Kat Valdez liked Peter Richard’s home. It teetered that fine line between the masculine and the feminine, leaning on the grace and beauty of both. She felt comfortable there—even in her nudity—as if she’d been there and walked its rooms countless times. It was nice.
Idly, she walked to the big round dining table, letting her fingers trail its edge. There, wrapped up prettily, was a box. She wondered what was inside. It looked expensive, expertly wrapped the way that it was. The glitteringly gold wrapping paper was perfectly creased and folded and the shimmery, deep green ribbon was tied in the kind of big, floppy bow that she’d never seen outside department store displays.
Kat had grown up lower-middle-class and unaccustomed to having luxuries—always scraping by paycheck to paycheck. The gift box alone looked too lavish for someone in her income bracket, never mind the gift inside. She was afraid to touch it.
But because Peter said she could—because he’d gotten it just for her—she did, carefully undoing the bow before rolling the ribbon neatly. Then she carefully turned the package over and scrounged around for the hidden strips of tape, before gingerly peeling back the paper from the box. She lifted the plain white cover and reached inside.
EDIT: This is my first time writing down such an experience, and I'm not a native speaker, so please bear with me… I'm happy for suggestions on how I could do better.
I am 24, Bi, slim, very sexual and I had some experience with guys and girls, even the occasional Bi-MMF threesome. But I never dared to try anal…
Now you should know I'm also totally into slim, hairless cuteboys.. so I was stoked when I found that cute asian guy with a thigh gap(!) – didn't even know men could have that. Such a hot piece of ass!
Invited him to my place, had some breakfast together and some nervous chatting. Then we closed the blinds and got to work, when I asked him what he would like to do to me… He said he wanted to see my big cock. He was really fascinated with it, I had sent him pictures earlier.. I am a good bit above average and, if I didn't misunderstand him or remember wrong, he had only been with Asians before – and well, while there are exceptions (look it up, there are a few pornstars defying the cliche!), the cliche does have some founding in reality.
Don’t know if this is really a done thing… but would any one be interested in writing a story for me about me and my girlfriend?
Was hoping could talk a little so you get a feel for me and my girlfriend and some of the things we’ve done, our past, her past, our fantasies
And then see if you could write a story about us?
Main themes would revolve around hotwife, cuckold, her cheating, her fucking other guys
Love to hear from anyone interested.
I've been trying to decide whether or not to share this story. It's piece of my journey through experimenting with an open relationship. It has some backstory, but it will help pave the way for any potential additions, if there is interest. The first part is chill, but it heats up in later parts.
I was 20. I was in my third year at a community college and just couldn't get my shit together to finish my Associate degree. I lived with my folks in the same small town where I grew up.
I had been with Josh for two years. We met in high school. He was 19 and went to the same college. He was a tall, slender blonde with blue eyes. He was my best friend and the only person with whom I'd ever had sexual contact (aside from my first boyfriend who thought that grabbing and squeezing my crotch over my jeans while making out was hot).
I was average height and curvy. I'd put on what I considered the "freshman 15", but I loved the shape it gave me. I was proud of my round ass and youthful cheeks. Josh loved them too. We would often skip an afternoon class and head back to his place to have really fun, loud sex. Josh had a big cock, but I didn't really know it. It was my first, after all.
In my dream I am in a sex club and my boy friends ex is there and she calles me out about why he chose me instead of her. She comfronts me and tells everyone that i stole her husband and she wants to know whats so great about me. Says im young so it must be sex. So i grab her hand and i show her seductively pushed her down onto a bed. Lifter her shirt and kissed her. Licked and sucked her breast. Then made my way down. She had on a skirt and no panties. Her pussy had a small patch of hair. I inhaled her scent and licked just a little bit on her clit. Then blew air on it and she shuddered. She raised her knees and opened wider for me.I didnt make her beg. I made her want it and as she opened her mouth to say something i gave her what she wanted. She threw her head back and started pulling and rubbing her own nipples. I liftued her ass off the bed and quickly stuck my finger in. Then as i fingered her ass i kept sucking her pussy until she came. She started to get up but i pushed her back down. Licking all the way up her body. I went all the way up and started kidding her passionately. The whole time she was rubbing her clit. I kissed her neck, found her spots. She started begging but i took my time. Licking back down, i circled her breast, then her areolas, then her nipples. I breathed cool air onto her wet nipples and she grabbed me tight. I gently bit them then sucked hard. By now she was grinding her pussy against me, her cum dripping down my stomach. I grabbed a strap on and made her wrap her legs around my waist. I pounded into her showing her why im so much better. All the hatred i have for her, she felt in every stroke. Her body started going limp but i held her up until she came again. Quickly i went back down to lick up all of her juices, then i grabbed a double sided dildo. (Anal is something she likes but i wont do). Without warning i shoved one side up her ass and she gasped in surprise. Then i quickly put the other side in her pussy and started fucking her in both holes, something she had always wanted my husband to do but he never would. As i did this i kept licking her clit. At this point she was screaming and screaming but i kept going. Then once again, she came all over. Then i pulled the dildo out of her, crawled back up and kissed her again, and said, "this is why i'm so much better than you." And walked out.
Daniel was staying with his parents for the holidays. It was nice to get a break from his controlling wife, Renee. She and Daniel’s folks didn’t get along at all. Quite frankly nobody was getting along with Renee right now. Not seeing her for a day or two would do them all some good.
Daniel’s older sister Bobbi was staying with them, too. A sergeant in the army, Bobbi didn’t get to see her brother as much as either of them wanted. It would be nice to spend time with Bobbi without Renee hovering around, judging everyone and calling Bobbi a “bull dyke” under her breath.
Bobbi was rather androgynous in appearance. Daniel even unconsciously thought of her as a brother sometimes. It didn’t matter to him, he loved her unconditionally and looked up to her.
Where Daniel was getting a little bit soft around the middle from an office job, Bobbi was all muscle and sinew. She wasn’t big or tall, but she was very wiry and frighteningly strong. She kept her black hair buzzed extremely short, not opting for any of the feminine styles allowed by the military. Her crew cut was so tight she was almost bald.
I've recently started posting in /r/sex for sexual achievement Sunday because it's hot to remember things and my fiancée really enjoys reading them, but I noticed I'm more writing dirty stories than achievements, so I thought I'd try posting here.
Last night started when my fiancée looked at me and asked semi jokingly if I would mind her using some anal beads on me. I said I'd be down for it if she wanted to. This lead to us browsing for toys to use on either of us, something she's been hesitant about before. After picking out some beginners toys (can't wait to try them!) she looked at me with seductive eyes and asked if we should go upstairs. I said yes and all but jumped off the couch to follow her. We get upstairs and she changes into this sexy police woman outfit. It's super tight, her boobs and ass are bulging and look incredible, and it barely covers her pussy. It has a zip running from her cleavage down her body, under and back round to the top of her ass. She's stunning. I start kissing her and running my hands all over her before turning her towards the bed and pushing her over so she's on all fours. Her ass is barely covered at this point and I'm admiring an amazing view.
Months passed after Jennifer and a few of my friends had had a pretty amazing weekend of new shared experiences, with nothing really out of the ordinary occurring. Honestly, we didn’t really need anything new because she and I would recount the various events of that first weekend to one another during sex and it always heightened things, every single time, so I didn’t push anything else. Besides, I figured she would eventually want more and I was content in the knowledge that even if she didn’t, we had lived out a fantasy that most people never get to enjoy. As it turns out, the next adventure would be sudden and unexpected.
Jenn and I were lounging out by the pool watching the kids swim and having a pretty relaxing day. She was drinking her favorite -amaretto on the rocks- and I was enjoying a cold IPA. Our friend Jack came by with his son who was the same age as our oldest and asked if he could crash the party. Our kids were thrilled, so of course we said yes.
His Birthday This tale is from August of 1990. My husband was going to be thirty, and I wanted to give him a very special gift. Dave my husband is very special to me and is also very hard to buy for. I was racking my brain for ideas, then it came to me. I would get a portrait made of me and give it to him on his birthday.
I called Jack who was a professional photographer and a family friend. Jack has his own studio and has taken many portraits of our whole family. Jack of Jack’s Photography was about thirty years older than I was, and married to his wife for many years. His wife Jane was also a dear friend of ours.
I was able to get an appointment for the following week while my hubby was at work. I had a beautiful sun dress in mind to wear to the photo shoot. On the morning I was to go, I got myself all done up, hair, makeup, nails. I went to the closet to get my dress when I noticed a long green neglige that I had not worn in a while. The neglige was satin with a deep V-cut in the front and a open back that went almost to my butt.