fucking 2 hot wives on a piano bench

One of my favourite foursome/swinging experiences….

On a cushioned piano bench we put in the room for just this purpose my wife laid on her back on the bench and the other woman bent over her in a 69 position. I started fucking my wife and the other man started fucking his from behind. Everyone was so into as much back-and-forth as we could between wet pussy and wet mouth. I would fuck my wife with long deep strokes as the other woman bent over with her tongue stretched out to lick my wife's clit, and I would pull out and angle myself up just enough so she could take me in her mouth. I'd fuck her mouth while her husband pounded her from behind, her moans muffled by my cock.

Meanwhile my wife is reaching her head up to lick the underside of his cock as he thrusts deeply into his wife… he would pull out and fuck my wife's mouth, and then go back in his wife's pussy…her head is angled back over the back of the bench so she could deepthroat him well. I loved being able to run my hands along the other woman's back while she had me in her mouth; I could reach far enough to spread her ass while he fucked her… then I'd go back in my wife's pussy, and lean back a bit and use my hand on other woman's head to encourage her to lick my cock as I thrust in and out… this went on and on….so.fucking.hot.

[m/f] Met a girl on match and she came over for a second date. Part 2…

So here’s the second part of this story.

For reminders, I’m not your normal-looking everyday guy. I grew up chubby and nerdy but always had personality. I could always crack jokes, make people laugh, and spoke sarcasm well. After a lot of years of hard work, I eventually got a great job, a gym membership, and all the time and energy to change things. Now I’m drastically. I’m still the egghead I always was, but now I have some style, a hipster haircut, a baby-faced smile, and all the personality I had before. I’m not rugged looking like John Hamm but more everyday guy like Matt Damon. Physically, I’m 6'1 about 280, and built like wrestler. I don’t have six-pack abs, I’m not crazy chiseled, and I’m not some super low body fat percentage person. But I’m big, broad shouldered, with big ass biceps, a strong, muscular back, and legs like tree trunks. I'm not out running marathons and shit but people see me on the street and say, "oh shit.”

Going away party

Moving out of my parent's house was the best thing I could have ever done for myself. College was rough at first, but once I adjusted to my "adult" life and learned that grades were more important than partying it was great. I'm going to get my degree soon, and my live in girlfriend Brittany couldn't be happier. We have been a great team for three years now, and once I finish residency and get a decent income I'm going to marry her.

My family does not know about Brittany, and as far as I'm concerned they never will, except Alice. I'll introduce her to Britt once she moves out of our parent's house.

Buying a plane ticket home was the worst feeling in the world. Not being able to afford my own hotel had to be the cherry on the shit sundae. Poor Britt had to constantly pep talk me the whole week leading up to the flight.

"I'll Skype with you every night. It's for your sister, not your parents. It means a lot to her."

The Statue of Liberty

I got tired of waiting for new content so here goes one of mine. Definitely a true story.

I was working one town away from where my gf, Dana, was staying during the summer. At this point we had known each other about 4 months, been dating about 3 weeks, and had sex 2 times due to schedules. Sex was still new and definitely hot. You know that phase when sex is a sure thing but it's so new it's almost like the first time.

Dana was about 5'8", 140, athletic, shoulder length brown hair, b cups and really nice round butt. The kind that looks great in those tight cotton shorts girls wear right before bed. She played sports in high school so she was toned. I'm about 5'9", also athletic, not muscular, and about 7 inches long.

So it's the end of the week and she's headed over to stay a couple nights at my place. I'm excited because prior to her my sexual experiences were limited to two one night stands, decent girls but nothing to be super proud of.

(m)(f)(Time Stop)History was boring anyway.

You are in history class writing down notes when you look down at the rest of your page and see writing you didn't put there.

"I am your conscience." You look around for a moment before looking back down.

"Listen to what your conscience tells you to do, and I will reward you." Your concern turns to nervousness, you chuckle at the ridiculousness of the situation and assume you must be dreaming.

"Look to your left." You do. "Look to your right." You do. "Good girl." As soon as the words appear you feel goose bumps across your body involuntarily as if someone had ran a feather along nearly every inch of you. The only way you could even think to describe it.

"Ah-eh-eh." You speak quietly, quivering briefly. Suddenly, your clothes feel a lot less comfortable.

I gained the power to manipulate time not very long ago. I decided that I would put it to use, and make you realize how much of a slut you could be, and how much you wanted to be my slut. It started slow, in history class. I stopped time and wrote on your notes, telling you that I was your conscience. With no other explanation for it, you accepted this and began to follow my commands.

“See how many times you can climax in a day.” (F23)

Hi :)

I just read the comments in an AskReddit thread about the greatest place you've ever masturbated. There were many interesting comments, of course, but one that made me pause said, See how many times you can climax in a day.

And I thought, even though it's already almost 11am (two wasted hours since I woke up), that this would be a great was to spend my day off… By getting off, over and over. ;)

I paused Netflix and got up off the couch. I was wearing a long sleeved blue tshirt, hair up, and my favorite baggy pajama shorts. As I walked into the next room to my bed, I untied my shorts and let them fall to the floor. When I woke up I had put on bright pink panties with lace trim around the waist. I was already feeling that excited tingle between my legs, wanting to be touched. I pulled back my comforter and laid down, covering just my feet with my knees bent. I let my right hand wander over my sensitive nipples and down to my panties, rubbing over top of the fabric and pressing on my clit. I could already feel myself getting wetter, anticipating the feeling of my vibrator touching my swollen, wet clit for the first time in quite a while. I pushed my hips into the air and pulled my pink panties down past my knees and off my ankles, leaving them tangled in my covers. I reached to my bedside table on my right and opened the top drawer, pulling out the white satin bag that help my vibrator, almost wanting to groan in anticipation.

[M]y [f]irst MILF at a high school cross country meet

My background: 22 year old male, 6-foot-0, blonde, athletically built (soccer player). College senior from Indiana.

So my youngest sister was running a cross country meet near the town I go to college at in Indiana yesterday, and being the good brother I am, I thought I would hop over and support her.

Now, if anyone has every been to a cross country meet, it's a breeding ground for annoyed parents who don't understand the sport, puking kids and short shorts (on both the boys and girls). But everyone once and a while comes along a mom who never grew out of being 19 years old. Her body kind of did, but her apparel, style and attitude never did. That's how I met Sharron.

Sharron was the mother of another girl on my sister's team. I never met her, but I did know her daughter. Her and my sister were actually good friends. When I met Sharron, she was talking with my mom, so obviously I was introduced.

A Retired Police Officer Paid Me to Strip for His Wife for Their Anniversay [M/F]

This is my first post, so here's a little introduction:

My name is Dion, and I'm a male stripper. I started stripping as a college student in 2003, and continue to do so today. I'm also one of the only male stripper bloggers around: http://malestripping.blogspot.com

Anyway, this story took place in 2004 when I was still a college student at the University of Florida in Gainesville, Florida. My company at the time was French Addiction (no longer in business), a lingerie store that also booked male strippers for customers in the surrounding area.

Most of my parties were bachelorette or birthday parties, along with the occasional sorority party. And most of the customers were female… Except this one time.


French Addiction booked a gig at a bar for me on a weeknight, and I was told to call the customer for extra instructions. The customer was an older man named Terry. “It’s our 20th anniversary,” he explained. “I bought a ring and I want you to give it to her.”

“Does she know I’m coming?”

Terry laughed. “Oh, no! She doesn’t know anything about this at all!”

The Super Loud Sex that pissed off my neighbors! I did this with my ex and I think we should keep trying the new ways!

So I had sex with my ex in a hotel room and our neighbors knocked the door finally and ask us to slow down. It was bit embarrassing but after they were gone we laughed a lot. I think we should try different tactics to add fun in our sex life. It should not be limited to just position. I read this blog that give us more ideas. I did one out of it and will definitely try the other with my current partner. Here is the source: http://www.svakom.net/blog/five-types-of-sex-every-woman-should-have-at-least-once.html

The first time I fisted a woman.

Kinda short, sorry.

We had met through a mutual friend and there was an instant and shared attraction. By the time the night of the story came about we had already hooked up a few times. She was thick, dark skinned, long black hair and tattoos. I enjoyed every inch of her body. I loved going down on her until she was exhausted. The way she looked at me while sucking my cock. The squeals when she'd have another orgasm when we'd go down on each other. She was a very kinky girl and I wasn't very well versed in anything other than the vanilla-est of vanilla up until meeting her. She loved sucking my cock and her eyes would light up at how big my load was. She loved it all.

That night we were starting off with the foreplay. I love spooning a girl, playing with her clit with one hand, playing with a nipple with the other, and kissing her neck at the same time all while my cock is pushing against her ass. After the first orgasm she laid on her back so we could add some kissing to the equation. I was rubbing her clit while making out with her when she told me to slide a finger in, so naturally I did.