I've been reading reddit for a few weeks now. Finally made a throwaway because I wanted to share recent events. I'm a married woman. MOSTLY happy. I'm in my early 30's. My hubby just turned 40. (Most people think he's my age). I see people ask for descriptions so I'll do that before you ask. Like I said 30's. I'm Hispanic but white washed. Barely speak Spanish. Lots of people think I'm middle eastern because I have dark eyes and long dark hair. Think of Jasmine from Aladdin. I'm tall for a girl, 5' 6, taller in heels. I'm a curvy girl. Gained weight since I've had kids. Not gonna lie, could lose a few pounds but I've lost most since kids. I'm a busty girl with long legs and look good in heels. I'm on the hairy side for a girl but not fetish porn hairy. I shave or wax any parts that need waxing but my hair line is not clear. My friends say I act like a bitch. But a funny bitch. Well there's a guy in my life that's been around since I was 14. I'll call him Charlie. He's a decent looking guy. Funny and sweet. Kind of a flirt. Of course when we met he was 15. Goofy looking and awkward. We met through a youth sports group. Don't wanna give much details as this is a very specific kind of activity. When we met I spent the entire summer chasing some boy. I friend zoned Charlie as I was chasing this guy. The other guy and I started seeing each other and making out a lot. By the end of the summer the guy was done having his fun and kicked me to the curb. That's when I also started seeing Charlie around a lot. We went to different schools but saw each other for different reasons. Charlie's little sister was in my dance class. So we had practices and performances and competitions every week. Every time he'd see me we would talk for like 10 minutes. Joke. He started opening up and got less awkward. After a year he passed his goofy looking stage. His braces came off. His acne started to clear and he just looked a ton better . Now Charlie is in his 30's. Tiny bit of grey coming in. He's old school Hispanic looking. Not like a thug. But like a handsome Mexican gentlemen. At some point I got a bf at school. But every weekend I would see Charlie. As we grew up we never "dated" but we would catch movies or hang out between dating other people. We made out a few times when we were high school age. Fast forward. We never really got past first base. Just some making out and petting. But nothing below the belt. I got married. He got married. I had kids. He had kids. Our families hung out here and there. My hubby is a chef. Pretty good. He works mostly days but two nights a week he works till 11. Charlie's wife works the occasional evening too. Charlie and I started talking on the phone nights when our spouses were both working. At first it was a 10 minute conversation. Later the conversations got more in depth and we start asking the more personal questions. I told him about some naughty stuff I've done on the side. He told me about an affair he had too. We always had pretty open conversations but it started getting steamier. Charlie was lucky. His in-laws always wanted his kids to go over. So a few nights a week he would have the place to himself while his wife worked. I had my kids well trained it was easy for me to put them to bed pretty early usually they were already passed out by 8 PM. At some point asking what positions we both liked wasn't enough. We started having phone sex. It got really kinky. Really nasty. One morning on a Saturday my hubby asked if he could go to his buddies house. He offered to take the kids. Basically he wanted to go smoke a few joints. The kids would swim. He did this and I usually cleaned the house. After my hubby left I remembered Charlie mentioning his wife was taking his kids out with her parents. I started getting horny. I called him up and asked if his wife was gone. He said she was. I asked him if he wanted to go over real quick. He asked what for. I told him "I think you know" He came over within 30 min. We fucked for around 30 minutes. After wards we just laid there a few minutes. I'm having all these weird feelings. I love him. Loved him since we were kids. I love my hippie hubby too. Not trying to end any situations. Like I said I'm kinda a freak. I've cheated a few times. Met a few guys off kik. But it was just sex. Charlie and I have a real history. Real feelings. Makes things complicated. Let me know if you have questions.
Starla Cascade: Optimistic Scifi with Consensual Tentacles [f/m]
Have grim dystopian futures got you down? Uncomfortable with noncon but all your favorite kinks seem to go hand in hand with it? Worry no more! Starla Cascade is here for you!
200,000 years in the future, humanity and the universe, for the most part, is at peace. With the discovery of matter replication, money and material want is a thing of the distant past. Medical and cosmetic surgery is as easy as snapping your fingers, as your body is taken apart at the molecular level and put back in whatever way you desire it. A mechanized workforce provides all necessary labor and humanity, as well as the billions of other species thriving across the universe, are free to pursue their passions and interests without fear of starvation.
The passions of Starla Cascade: Space Hooker just happen to be of the more erotic variety. From her starry boudoir on Ganymede Station, Starla solves problems of the sexy variety, bringing affection, companionship, and understanding into the lives of her many clients, both human and not.
Call a cab (MF) (Voy)
We were riding in a cab – coming back from dinner or a show or drinks. I was running my hand under your dress and across your thigh. As I slid my hand higher up your thigh, I realized you weren’t wearing panties (which was strange, because I knew you’d been wearing them earlier.) As I started to slide my hand around your thigh, you gently parted your legs and slid forward a little on the seat. You began biting on my ear gently, kissing and licking it. At first I cupped your vagina with my whole hand, feeling the warmth against my fingers. Gently I started to apply pressure with my middle finger, parting your lips slightly. I started to roll my finger subtly, pushing back against your clit and pressing deeper with each arc. You started biting my ear harder, sticking your tongue deeper inside. Finally I curled my finger and pushed it deep inside your vagina. You bit my ear to bury the gasp, but your breathing was short and fast and you whispered “fuck” a little louder than you intended. The driver looked back in the mirror, starting to get suspicious. With a second finger now inside you, we found a rhythm. You were pressing forward a little harder and rolling your hips against my hand. My fingers were held tight against the front of your vagina with your clit rolling against the inside of my knuckles. You stopped playing with my ear and simply pressed your mouth against it, breathing heavy in time with our rhythm. You reached into my lap and found my penis pushing hard against my jeans. You traced the outline with your fingers until you found the tip, squeezing it gently and stroking the shaft. You start to fumble with my zipper, but I had to undo it with my free hand. You slid your hand inside and pulled my boxers shorts away enough for you to grasp my penis tightly. I pulled my fingers up sharply in response and you shuddered. The driver started making more frequent glances in the mirror, trying to see but avoiding my eyes. You pulled my fingers out of your vagina, slid sideways on the seat, bent down, pulled my penis further out of my jeans and into your mouth. You sucked lightly on the tip, licking the shaft and sliding your hand down to cup my testicles. I pulled your hair back away from your face with my wet fingers, leaving light wet streaks on your cheek. I squeezed the back of your neck as you closed your lips around my penis, running your tongue around the tip. When you sat up and kissed me, your mouth was salty and wet. The driver started saying something, but it was too quiet to hear through the glass. You moved your tongue slowly inside my mouth, pressing hard but evenly, quietly. As you pulled up your dress and slid your legs across me, I ran both hands up the outsides of your thighs until I held your buttocks tightly. The kissing was faster then and the deep French kisses punctuated by harder pecks and bites. My penis was pressed between your thigh and my abdomen and I could feel your pelvis warm, scratchy and wet on my hip. You reached down with your hand and slid my penis against the inside of your leg, pulling it towards your vagina but missing. The driver’s voice was raised now, but we weren’t listening. Finally you pulled my penis inside you, sliding down the shaft and instantly taking it inside you completely. Continuing to clutch your buttocks with one hand, I pushed the other hand up your dress, desperately trying to pull one of your breasts free. The driver was pounding on the glass with one hand and pressing the horn with the other. We were fucking furiously then, with you holding the back of the seat behind my head, looking me in the eye while you pounded your vagina against the base of my penis. Unable to get your breast free, I put both hands up on the sides of your head and dug my fingers into your hair. The driver was starting to swerve then, angry and unsure of whether to pull over or rock us loose with the motion of the car. I could feel the pressure building in my penis as the nerves started to tingle and tighten. My moaning rose in pitch and you quickened your pace in response. With your face against mine and our eyes locked, you whispered “cum for me” and squeezed your thighs slightly. Although already fully inside you, I started pushing harder against your vagina and thrusting wildly as the pressure swirled through my muscles. Clumsily clutching your breast through the front of your dress, my head snapped back as the semen exploded inside your vagina, three or four deep pulses and shuddering muscle contractions, pressed as fully against you as possible. The driver smashed his fist on the glass one last time and swore in disgust. You kissed me sweetly and slowly before lifting your hips up and carefully rolling back onto the seat. The hem of your dress brushed lightly against my penis, pulling a trail of semen across my jeans. You wrapped an arm around my waist, gently rested your head against my heaving shoulders and quickly pulled my hand up your thigh, spreading your legs slightly and nestling my fingers inside your vagina…
Halloween: My First Threesome [m/f/f, m/f] (long)
The story in question took place on Halloween, a few years ago, at a party that I threw with my roommate at the time, Mark. I'm sorry about the rather unreasonable length; I'm not great at editing myself.
It was a great time to be us, frankly. We were both seniors in college, single, in pretty decent shape, and had just leased an awesome two-bed-two-bath town home. My newly minted roommate and I decided to christen the apartment with a series of parties. They were mildly successful, but the first devolved into a police incident when one of our friends, blackout drunk, smashed our neighbor's window with the top of a lamp post. We never figured out where he got it from. The second one was fairly quiet; mostly people arriving, staying for an hour or so, and then heading out just as the next group arrived. So we were determined: this was fucking Halloween, and we were going to tear shit up. Plus, the benefit of being the one throwing the party? It's so much easier to get laid.
[F]irst ti[m]e caged (Kinda long)
About a week ago my wife and I were in bed having sex, trying to keep quiet on account of the fact that her mother was in town. It had been tough the couple weeks prior because of family staying with us and it being a small house. Anyway, we couldn't do a whole lot more than dirty whispering and in doing so, she mentioned that I should go to the local store and pick up a cock cage. We had never played with chastity or anything before, closest was her pointing out a silicone "cage" and jokingly said we should get it.
Over the course of the week, I did some research and asked some folks on different subreddits here what they suggest and finally decided on one and ordered it off amazon for about $25 and it came in Friday, the day after everyone was gone.
Spring Break with my Stepson
This past spring break I decided I would take the kids to visit my parents in the Midwest. My stepson who was on a two week break from the Marines after his first deployment surprised me and decided to come along. It’s a two day drive and he said he’d help me drive as my husband was back in Charleston for the month with the Air Force.
Spring being Spring it rained the entire first day’s drive and I was a wreck by the time we got to the motel. I got a bottle of wine and drank three glasses to calm my nerves as I set up the room. I put my 6 and 8 yr olds in one bed, I took the other bed and my stepson blew up an air mattress. The boys were asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillows. My stepson was fixated on his phone so I quickly changed into a t-shirt and slipped into bed. I’m guessing he saw my bare butt but it wouldn’t have been the first time. By 10PM we had the lights out and I was well on my way to a good long night sleep.
I [27M] sucked a stranger off while he [40M] looked at my wife’s nudes
I never thought I would share this story but now I have the sudden urge to. It is definitely the wildest thing I've ever done and the memory still fills me with a mix of exhilaration and "what the fuck were you thinking?!?". Quite a few storylines came together to bring me to this encounter, so I will try to streamline them as best I can.
My wife is awesome and equally gorgeous. We have a great marriage and share everything except one thing: I have a "hot wife" fantasy and want to watch her with other men and while it doesn't bother her, she isn't open to trying it and I respect that. She's open to certain activities related to my fantasy, one of which is letting me take naughty pictures and videos of her to show to guys online, in chat rooms, etc. She'll even cam with one of these guys every now and then while i watch or let them make photo requests.
Before we go any further, no, I will not be responding to requests to see her pics or cam with her or anything else that ties her to this story…sorry :)
Discovering a new fantasy [M/F]
"Show me how you would fuck her."
I pushed my wife further into the bedding, face down, and grabbed her hips as I drove into her again and again. What had begun as hypothetical pillow talk had blossomed into a full-fledged fantasy, one that we were both enjoying quite a bit at the moment. We had been casually making out in bed after a night out with some friends when she asked me if I'd noticed what her friend Vicky was wearing.
I told her that it was hard not to—her friend's dress had been quite revealing. It was black with a low cut neckline that was further enhanced by a keyhole cut showing off her cleavage and a long slit up the leg. Vicky had looked quite hot and I told my wife as much. She asked me which of her friend's physical features I'd enjoyed the most. I'm a leg guy, so I told her those certainly got my attention. I stopped kissing my wife long enough to run my hand along her bare thigh. She wears a night shirt and panties to bed.
A recent online dating Experience [M][F] first ever story, reposting because I forgot gender tags… These take a while to write, who knew?!
I commented in a thread about sexual achievements and thought this sub might like my story:
So recently I started using online dating…
Me: 6-2, 215 pounds, very fit, big arms, big chest, good abs. Think a slightly fluffy steve reeves but without the large thighs…
I started seeing this one girl, cute, smart but not terribly experienced though very willing to try new things. Our ages are both between 25-35, she is about 5-8, slight runner build, asian with a small pert chest. Our first night together we had anal sex for her first time, went very well too. This isn't about the first time…
About a week after we had started having sex I started asking her to send me nudes. Nothing gets my creative juices flowing like a nice booty shot. She sent me a few the day before so when she was due to come over, I was ready for action. I knew what I wanted to do.
[Straight] The Sun, The Girl and Goodbye Chapter 3 [Jacuzzi fucking][Romance]
The Sun, The Girl and Goodbye CH3
He opens the door.
The hall is beautifully decorated with a woman's touch. Curios and accent pieces hang on the wall. And as he has come to expect, finely woven carpets cover age-old wooden floors.
“Out here!”
Our hero closes the door behind him and steps into a warm, if cluttered, living room that is bathed in natural light from a dozen windows. He frowns and calls out, not knowing which of its three exits takes him to her.
“Are you lost? Do you need help?”
Outside. He makes his way to the glass door and slides it open. He's about to complain before he sees her. She is either naked, or wearing a top without straps, and is submerged halfway in a large, above ground jacuzzi. Her arms are spread out and she has a pleasant smile that's neither cunning nor open, but somewhere in between. “You should shut the door so flies do not get in,” she says. Then, after a moment adds, “…and the same could be said for your mouth.”