Vegas sex club – My {28F} return to perform this weekend

I'm laying in bed and my body and mind are filled with nervous excitement about my trip to Las Vegas tomorrow. For the second time in my life I've agreed to have sex for money.

My first experience I was desperate and naive. I outlined this experience in a recent post.

But this time I'm not naive. I know what to expect. What is expected of me. What will be done to me. What I will do. I know how my body reacted before and how the show pushed my body and mind to its limits. And I anticipate its reaction this time.

This time will not be like before when 8 men, guys bigger than I'd ever been with, took me through a sexual adventure that I will never forget. One which paid me over $70,000 for handling their barrage of sex. One that left me lost, overwhelmed and blissfully used sexually in the most extreme experience of my life. This time I've been offered and agreed to have sex with half the number as before. So for a period of about 90 minutes, I will be with 4 guys at once in what I'm told will be a sexual frenzy. Over 250 people will be there to watch me and the guys chosen for me paying more money than I can even comprehend to watch us. To watch me. It still boggles my mind that I'm a part of this or worthy. I'm not the main event as I was before. An experience I'm not sure I could handle again anyway. Another girl will be the one offered up to the club and those who pay so much to watch. Read more »

Trying Anal [m/f]

It was the middle of summer when the two of us decided to jump in her pool for a late night swim, around midnight. My girlfriend and I were cute and cuddly, not intending to do anything special. After floating around for a while I gave her a quick kiss and felt her come back a little stronger than expected. Without any second thought I kissed back again and felt her tongue slide into my mouth, and we slipped over to the edge of the pool where I pinned her against the wall and we began to make out even more intensely. Read more »

I encountered two bisexual men last night and we had a threesome sex.

Last night I went to a bar with my friend, and we both drunk too much so we were lost our way and each other. Suddenly I ran into a guy out of the bar and we began to chat. I learnt about that he was a bisexual man in our conversation. I’m straight but a little curious about bisexual.

After a while of chatting, he leaned in to kiss me but I turned back my head as there are so many people around. Then I saw a shelter and we walked up there. We started to kiss each other deeply, it was my first gay kiss. His hands were around my body, he put his hand inside my panties and rubbed my dick. My dick was hard soon. Then he start to lower his head and put my dick inside his mouth, I had a best blow job than ever, better than girls. Read more »

[M/F] November Nastiness. The best experience of my life.

Please bare with me, this is a long story and I wanted to make sure to get every detail right. Even now as I reread it I realise that there are something’s missing but I feel like I’ve got everything in that really really matters. Please enjoy.

I walked in through the front door, as I would any other evening that I was visiting Emma after finishing my day. I shut the door behind me, closing out the cold, windy winter night as I did. Her mother welcomed me and I replied politely, she wasn’t aware that this visit would be different to all the others. I removed my high collared jacket, leaving me in my shirt and bracers as I wandered upstairs to meet with my girlfriend.

As I reached the upper floor of the house (It was 3 floors, first floor master bedroom/kitchen, second living room, third 2 bedrooms and main bathroom), I bumped into her sister, Alex. Man, her beauty always seems to astound me – even more so after recent events. She smiled at me with that beautiful smile, straight teeth, asking me how my day was. She always seemed so…welcoming. She was going out to a party this evening. Read more »

Slutty dare leads to the biggest cock I’ve ever had. [FM]

This happened a few months ago on a night out. Actually had a boyfriend at this point but we were pretty sick of eachother. Night out, booze and the girls, trying out a new dress, pretty artsy, had lovely designs and stuff. It was black covered in white swirls and shit with white high heels, I was looking banging. The girls dared me to go out without panties and the first guy to discover it gets to take me home. So they let everyone know through chats about a babe going out without panties and about the dare all through the week. No info about the girl and they didn't reveal that it was their friend. So half the city knew of me. This is also one of the craziest dares any of us have done. My boyfriend at the time lived well away and I later found out he was cheating on me so #noregrets. Read more »

(M)y (F)un night in University

So, this all happened three or fours years back in University. My program has labs open 24/7 to accommodate the workload of my particular program and while they were packed towards the end of semesters, they were often underused earlier on. This all took place in one of those underused nights.

It's about 2 AM, I'm getting a head start on a project that had been assigned that day when Kelsey walked in. I looked up, said hi and went back to my work. Kelsey and I had been friendly up until that point, and while we'd never really hung out outside of class, we'd crossed paths at parties on one or two occasions. I guess I'll take a minute to describe her before we get any farther. Kelsey's not particularly tall, maybe 5' 5" or so, but she's a good deal shorter than me at 6' 2". She's really skinny, with pale white skin that gets offset nicely by her dyed red hair. She's got small tits, appropriate for her size and a really nice pair of legs. That said, her best feature by far was her ass. I don't know whether is was the jeans she wore or pure genetics, but her ass was absolutely out of this world. I honestly can't do it justice here, but you'll have to take my word on this one. Anyways, moving on. Read more »

Game Night with (m)y girl(f)riend.

This is kindof long on the setup, if you are not fond of that and want to get to the primary action skip down to the bar below. This is a mostly truth and a little fiction to protect identities.

Also written in honor of my girlfriend. Happy 6th, sweetie! To many more sexy memories!

"So what do you want to do?" my girlfriend asked me one cold and, up til that point, uneventful Saturday night.

"Well, maybe let's play a game?"

I watched as she looked over my games collection and settled on one. "Let's play battleship!"

"OK, but let's make the stakes a little more interesting and make it strip battleship!"

I had never managed to get to "phase two" of any strip game with her, but was determined to keep trying until it worked out. Maybe this would be the time. "At the table or in the bedroom?" I asked her. And she indicated no preference. "Ok, let's head for the soft and warm material, bedroom it is." Read more »

Island Vacation pt2 [mff][mast]

Click on my name for previous parts of this story. Let me know if you want me to continue by votes or comments.

"I saw you last night," Robby whispered when Mom and Sarah were busy talking. Dad was oblivious as he ate his third helping of Eggs Benedict from the resort breakfast buffet.

His words chilled my heart, but I refused to let him know he'd scored a hit. "And you snored so loud the window rattled."

"I mean I saw you at the bonfire," he hissed as he bent closer while he pretended to pick up his fork.

"So what?" I asked with a shrug.

Of course, I knew what. I had made sure to shower and brush my teeth when I got back to the suite to cover up the scent of sex and beer. Then Mom had grilled me for an hour about where I'd gone and who I'd been with. The lies came easily as I described the volleyball game going on longer than it had, hanging out with an imaginary group of teens around the hotel, then going in the lazy river with my new friend, Renauld. The soreness I still felt inside made me smile at the cause despite my anxiety about Robby's pointed comments. Read more »

My wife sucked me off today. (MF)

I was working in my office and my wife (a SAHM) texted me to come to our room. I figured she just needed to talk about something so I walked casually down the hall. When I got there she was laying in bed and asked me to come cuddle with her for a little bit because she had missed me today. I hopped into bed and put my arms around her, not expecting much more than a quick snuggle before I returned back to work.

She wasted no time proving me wrong. She quickly started kissing my neck and reaching up my shirt. Catching on I kissed her back and reached down to touch her ass while I worked with my other hand to unsnap her bra. After it came loose I lifted it up along with her shirt so I could see her chest. I love my wife's tits. They're not enormous but they're still nice and plump and look great on her petite frame. When she's riding me, just the sight of them bouncing around is often enough to get me off. Read more »

Who Knew Toy Shopping Could Be So Fun? [MF][BDSM][More playfully erotic than graphic]

Pervertable

God, the last half of her shift was going by at a painfully slow pace!

Thirty minutes more, Dana Wainsfield told herself as she glared at the clock on the cash register screen. Just half an hour more. In half an hour, she could take off her name tag—“Welcome to Catered Cook; My Name is Dana”—and her smock—“Catering to Your Home Cooking Needs!”—and go home.

Dana, like the vast amount of low-wage workers, didn’t much like her job. She had bigger dreams than retail.

Unlike the vast amount of fake bakers and culinary hobbyists that trolled her store, Dana was a chef.

Well, aspiring, really.

She’d done the classes. Had aced school. But, the problem was, no one was hiring right now. Not out-of-work, inexperienced gastronomical snobs anyway.

Which was fine, she supposed. What she really wanted to do was write. Cookbooks, that is. She was the next Julia Powell, she knew it.

Her boyfriend—an odd acquisition she’d found working at the bookstore on the first level while scoffing at the “15-minute dinner” books—thought so too. With a metabolism that kept him lanky no matter what he ate, he gobbled up her dishes with a gusto that she found incredibly attractive. He had an abundance of good taste and a good appetite, two qualities she sought the way other girls did muscles or money. Read more »