This story goes back a few years. I’ve always been pretty open when it came to sexuality, I thought the everything associated with sex was erotic and therefore, boobs, vaginas, penises, they all had their part to play, so it all made me pretty excited. Going through high school and college, I didn’t even think about guys until I moved back to Los Angeles and had been out here a few years. I’m still not really sure what made me so curious. Maybe it was not getting laid by women as often as I liked, maybe it was knowledge of how easy finding a guy to explore with would be, maybe I loved the attention. It was probably a combination of all three and likely things I haven’t even considered. But there I was, driving through the city, horny as hell after working a long day and only halfway through my commute home. I didn’t have a girlfriend, that had ended a few weeks ago so there wasn’t anybody waiting for me at home. As I said, I’m not sure where the initial idea came from (or at least which head), but it came quickly. I was driving through West Hollywood, the “gay” part of town (for those uninitiated) and drove right past a 24 Hour Fitness. I had the membership where you could use any of the locations, and I knew right then that I was going to go in and have an orgasm no matter what.
[F4M], [F4M] Nice to meet you
Bilal looks a little impatient, enough quirk, more flesh. He interrupts me, “You told me that before,” and that might be true because I can’t move past it. I stick a little movie in my head, his flesh, softer and drier than almost anyone else. Weeks later when I understand he’s as warm as a cedar plank in a sauna, something vital in me relaxes. This last time I remember how garlic was sharp in the room, and I can’t remember if he kissed the inside of my thigh or if I just wanted him to. I’m sure he would have, and isn’t that the point of these types of reminiscences?
In bed I’m on my stomach and he knows to put that hand of his on the back of my neck and ask in my ear if I want to be slapped. I say no, I mean yes, but he and I talk so differently about the same goddamn thing that I think it’s best to keep it vanilla. We have not discovered any prolonged period of chemistry, and he likes not knowing me, keeping things a little role play and anonymous. He’s healthy and gorgeous and I might be the only legit weirdo in his bed.
Secretary Meets Wife (Part 1)
Chapter One: The First Encounter I’d felt guilty about the relationship, but by now it had gone too far to turn back. I had been screwing around with my secretary Gabrielle for almost a year… and she was beginning to fall in love with me. The only snag is that I am married… happily married ironically. The messed up thing is that I am still madly in love with my wife…most times in these situations the man is bored and straying because he isn’t getting any at home. My situation was the complete opposite…my wife was drop dead gorgeous and we fucked like rabbits. Even after a night with Gabrielle, I would still come home ready to fuck my wife’s brains out. In fact after a night with Gabby I’d return home extra horny and wed fuck for hours.
My affair with Gabrielle started at an office launch party. I am the COO for a large Research company, and we have been busy opening offices around the state. This was our last launch so all of the executives pitched in and threw an extravagant party for all the staff. I had been an integral part of getting the last office off the ground, so I had been working out of this branch for almost a year… Gabby was brought in as my assistant a few weeks after I got here, we always had sexual tension and banter between us but until that fateful night, that’s all it was… just talk.
The wife and I are thinking about swapping with other people to spice things up, experienced opinions are needed
We are open minded to some point, I don't mind her fucking someone else and she doesn't either, we agreed to have a "free day" every now and then, where we could have sex with whoever we want as long as we don't tell each other who we had sex with, honestly I fucked her young sister and her best friend, and I suspect that she had sex with her ex boyfriend, but now we are thinking about taking it to the next step, which is swapping with other couples in the same place, I'm afraid that we're going to regret it once she sees me with her own eyes fucking another woman, the same goes for me.
Anyone had any similar experience? Is it regrettable? How did it feel? Was it awkward?
Sex on a baseball (F)ield with older (M)an
So this all happened a little over 11 years ago, but I thought it would be appreciated. There's a bit of background so I'll put a ***** when the good stuff starts. The summer before I went away to college I was seeing this guy Dave who was, at that point, the only guy I'd ever done anything more than kiss. I had been a good girl to that point (I went through my wild slutty phase later.) I was also fairly cute. I was 5'9, 170 and just built solid (I was a softball catcher) with a 38DD and (what I'd been told to be) and damn nice ass. I had brown shoulder length hair and brown eyes. Dave and I were at an awkward point of not really broken up and not really together that summer. We were both pretty smart (not bragging, we just were) and realized that we were going to colleges almost 4 hours apart that fall and weren't strong enough to last long distance. We had already talked about it and agreed that we wouldn't continue as more than friends once we went away, but never really discussed what we were that summer. Dave played on a summer league baseball team and I attended most of the games and kept the scorebooks for them. It was a Sunday evening game and I was standing at the end of the dugout talking with Dave when his coach Sean came over to talk to us. I had a thing for Sean for the two previous seasons when I had kept score and it hadn't really subsided at all. He had made a few flirty comments to me and once said if I kept wearing such short skirts or shorts to the games I was going to get him in trouble. Obviously him saying that only led to shorter. That night I had on a super short, tight jean skirt and tank top (probably in the team colors, I don't remember. I just remember it showed a fair amount of cleavage.) Sean was 32 and my idea of perfect looking. He was about 6'2, 210, with brown hair and brown eyes and the nicest arms I had ever seen. I've always been attracted to nice arms and these ones made me wet just looking at them. He had recently separated from his wife and was going through a divorce so I think he was letting out his frustrations working out. Anyway he came up to where Dave and I were talking and started talking with us. "So what have you two been up to this weekend?" he asked us. "I worked Friday then we went out to celebrate Jenna's birthday last night," Dave said. Sean raised an eyebrow at me and smiled "18?"
I nodded. "Since last Wednesday." "Well happy birthday! Welcome to adulthood," and he stepped over and gave me a giant head. "I want that ass now that you're legal," he whispered in my ear as he hugged me, a little too long to make Dave comfortable but not long enough for him to say anything. He let go of me and ran off to the field for the warm ups. Dave said bye and he'd talk to me after the game and did the same. All game I kept thinking about what Sean had said and how I would go about arranging that (there was no question in my mind if he wanted it, I would.) As I said, Dave had been the only guy I'd ever slept with and although I didn't regret it at all, I was really hoping there was more to sex that that. I had been his second ever and the first one hadn't really taught him any skills. Mostly it had been either me blowing him or him fingering me a little bit followed by him humping me for a few minutes until he came. He had gone down on me a few times, but it never lasted more than a few minutes and he said he didn't like it. I had cum once being on top of him, but hadn't been vocal enough to ask for more of that. All other orgasms I'd had at that point had been self inflicted. The game went a little late that night so it was dusk when it ended. I went into the dugout to give the scorebooks to Sean as he packed up random bats, helmets, balls, etc into his bag and the team celebrated on the field. "I was serious," was the first thing he said to me. I could feel myself get wetter as I smiled and nodded. "That ass is mine. Come back in 10 minutes?" I just continued nodding.
I turned and jogged out to Dave and walked to his car with him. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek ("Sorry, babe, I'm all sweaty.") and left so he could get home and get to bed for work the next morning. The remaining players and families were getting into vehicles and leaving so I did the same and drove down to the local convenient store to get a water and some condoms.
I very briefly debated just driving on home but returned to the park. At this hour it was deserted and the baseball diamond and parking lot were set back from the street behind some trees. Sean was the only one there, loading the bags into his jeep when I got there. He got the sexiest smile when he saw me pull up. I climbed out of car and walked up to him, smiling back.
Schoolgirl, [MMMf]
Much to Aly’s further disappointment, no one was home when she pulled her car into the circle driveway. The only other vehicles on the property belonged to the guys building the new deck that her spoiled mother had insisted on, for throwing massive parties with which to show off her new wealth. The enormous house had come with a perfectly good deck already built but Liza had thrown nightly tantrums about having one thrice the size until her new husband gave in and said yes.
So now, not only was Aly home without her reliable orgasm-provider, she was home with a bunch of assholes hammering, drilling and making all sorts of deeply agitating noises. But as Aly punched the code to get into the house, she reasoned that she’d been making lemonade all day with the shitty lemons life was giving her. She didn’t get Mr. Hale as planned, but she’d seen her vice principal’s dick, gotten her tits groped by a detective, and had her nipples sucked by the varsity football coach. Just yesterday, she would never have dreamed that any of that could happen. So maybe while she waited for her stepbrother to come home, she’d have some fun to hold herself over.
(MFM) 1st time sharing my wife
My wife is a beautiful redhead. 5'5 120 small perky breast and a nice big ass for her size.
We've tried a few different sites with no luck. I suggested making a craigslist post. Within 2 hours we had close to 70 replies.
I showed her a few of the guys. She liked a gentleman who was 31 6'2 190ish 8 fat inches. We set a time and place to meet and she got super nervous! We got to the bar 1st., we had a few beer and he showed up. He was handsome and funny, I could see all the nervousness melt away. We had two beers with him and head to his place.
Once at his we made small talk for a bit and I had to go to the bathroom. I came back to see my beautiful wife laying on her stomach completely naked sucking his cock. I was instantly hard at this sight! After a few minutes of me watching they noticed me. He moved to eat her pussy and she motioned me over. I dropped my pant and watched as she sucked my cock.
Spicy Married Fucking
Wifey dressed up for me, spent some time on makeup, wearing a delicious little black dress with straps across the back, underneath she was wearing these suspender hose or thigh highs with the garter attached, heels…she looked sexy as fuck. Her plump ass and pussy exposed for play when I pulled up her dress.
She walked to me and we kissed hard, tongues dancing. I could tell that her primping for me had turned her on.
She had been a little bratty recently, so I manhandled her a bit, roughly turning her around and put her face down on the bed, feet on the floor..grabbed and raised her dress to reveal her big, juicy ass…"so you've been a bad girl" … SWAT !!! as she started to answer..the stockings with garter attached framed her round ass nicely and I continued to spank her…switching cheeks…pausing occasionally to take note of the bright red hand prints…soon her whole ass was red. After one final SWAT! I kept her face down on the bed, hand on her ass or lower back, as I stripped of my my clothes.
The story of [m]y current [F]WB, who answered my craigslist ad offering a foot rub!
My craigslist ad promised the "best foot rub you've ever had," and went on to explain that more was not necessary, but it was offered with equal zeal and promise of enjoyment. It was a foot fan's pipe dream ad, not one I ever expected to get a real response to. I have an appreciation for feet, a mild fetish, but feet are not required to be incorporated into my sex life for me to have fun. I had no real responses for a while, and then I got a promising one with a real picture of very nicely pedicured feet, and some questions about me. She described herself as "squishy," but not fat, older than me, and attached. I have no issues with any of those qualities in a partner, and her feet did look lovely, so I replied in kind. After some reasonable back and forth via e-mail, a couple of more pictures exchanged, and a mutual desire to move things forward, we exchanged numbers.
Chilling with my GWS peeps.
Hi guys,
Recently I've had a run of awesome sexual experiences as my wife and I are stepping up our game in terms of having adventures. I've shared our heart pounding moment of revealing our kink to a vanilla friend, an adventure put together with a little help from my friends and the unexpected aftermath it had on my friend Laura. It has been awesome to share all this with you and I have recently been more compelled to do so because there seems to be more true stories going up here than fantasy. It makes me feel that my un-porned up account of real events will be appreciated and add to the experience.
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Sex has always been my drug of choice. Okay coffee and the occasional drinking session sometimes but if you commit to it nothing pays you back more than a good sex life. I know how lucky I am. I'm in a fantastic marriage and my wife's secondary partner is so chilled out he is fast becoming a permanent fixture. I have a small cadre of trusted fuck buddies to make life even more interesting and enough imagination between us all to keep things fresh and different.