[MFF] My Friend invited me to a Costume Party.

My friend, Amy, had invited me to the party. It was a costume party at one of her friend’s house. I stopped to pick her up and found she had decided on a sexy but classy pirate outfit. With her toned and curvy figure and natural confident swagger she looked rather dashing. I told her as much as she laughed about making sure to plunder all the booty before I could lay my scheming hands on it. I had chosen to go as Jareth with an attached half goblin masquerade mask.

It was a two story house with a basememt on the edge of a suburb. The music was loud, the yard and house were full, and people generally seemed to be having a good time. I quickly was introduced to Laura, the friend who owned the house. She was a small woman dressed in a slim stylized gothic steampunk dress with a fox mask.

Laura was friendly and out going, bouncing between groups of people and working the entire party. I found out she thoroughly enjoyed re-enactments in her free time as well as several things that made conversation easy and flowing.

Me and my husbands best [f]riend while he is passed out

One drunken night after my husband had passed out on our couch at like 2AM, his best friend Derek blurted out that he had always found me super sexy and it was too bad he never made his move before i got married. In my drunken state i told him he was a great looking guy, and if i wasnt with my husband id be totally interested too. Over the yrs i always had a sort of small crush on Derek i guess, so hearing him say the feeling was mutual was a big turn on for me in that moment. He then went on to say he hoped him telling me that wouldnt make it awkward for us now. So i joked that “there’s nothing awkward about two ppl just wanting to fuck each other”, he turned bright red from a combination of the alcohol and the forward nature of my last comment i think. Then he said, “so you admit you want to fuck me too?” I looked over at my husband who was already snoring before i responded with “i sure do, now what are we going to do about that?”

My Fantasy part two: Coming to see you

We wake up the next morning. The sun is barely starting to break over the horizon. We are grateful that our hotel room has a shower big enough for the both of us. My husband and I climb into the shower and wash each other off. There are still some miles to go before we reach you.

I feel his cock hardened against my ass. I bend to give him better access. That primal need from last night is gone, but we always have the pleasure and fun. He enters me again slowly, playfully. He makes a play for my breasts as I grind back against him. Before long, our morning quickie has me cumming again. He pulls out and I turn to face him. He’s stroking his cock for me. I smile and watch as he cums, shooting his load onto my belly. I love watching him jerk off for me. We finished rinsing off and get out of the shower.

This part of the drive is more mild than yesterday. We know that there will be a lot happening tonight once we reach your home. But still, I cannot help but touch myself or to reach over and rub my husband through his pants.

[F] Thinking about your Touch

I was overwhelmed, tired and brain-dead. Between stress from learning the new job and the potty training my stubborn little one, I was on my last nerve.

I decided to hide away and take a long steamy shower. It felt incredible but I couldn’t shake off the anxious feeling of dread. I just couldn’t relax and enjoy the moment. I missed my sweetheart deeply but he was still at work. I was in desperate need of his touch and a much needed fuck. I closed my eyes and glided my hands over my body the way he does. Trying to imitate how he feels me. It felt good but nothing like the real deal. I slowly squeeze my breasts and sighed. I imagined it was him behind me, kissing my neck, fondling and squeezing what was his.  He’s very attentive so I knew he would see my stressed state and he’d be softly telling me sweet and encouraging things in my ear. He knew how to make me melt and focus on only him and I.

[M]ore Bulge [F]un

I recently had to take a redeye flight overnight from the west coast to the east coast. These are usually pretty chill as they leave late at night Pacific time and everyone is kind of sleepy. It was a nice plane, a widebody, and I had the privilege of sitting in a premium cabin with larger, more comfortable seats. I had the aisle seat and there was just one seat next to me by the window.I was among the first passengers to board, so the seat next to me stayed empty for a long time. I felt that faint sense of optimism that I’d get more space to spread out, hoping the boarding door would close before someone took that seat. But with only minutes to spare, my seat mate arrived.

My former high school teacher made me cum real hard [F]

This happened when I was 21. I was at this event with a couple of friends when I saw Mr. S (50 something), my former math teacher from high school. When I was in high school, I didn’t have a crush for any of my teachers, and Mr. S wasn’t exactly hot, he was handsome but an average guy none the less. I remembered that he was married and really really wasn’t interested in anything else than say hi and maybe have some small talk. He smiled at me, but admitted that he didn’t remember me at all. We started to talk and agreed that the event was pretty boring. Actually, he had a good conversation and I was feeling entertained. I learned that he and his wife were separated, not divorced (ok, I took a risk there because he could be lying) and that’s why I accepted his invitation to go somewhere else and have dinner.

Public Administration Appointment [M38/F53] [Pussy Licking] [Vanilla]

From time to time you have to do it. You have to deal with public administration. Next to no one is looking forward to it, but it has to be done. Because that is how world works.

The last time thirty eight year old me had to deal with it was about three weeks ago. It just was a normal formality, I had to register myself in the place I moved to. So I went down to town hall, I entered the place, pulled a number and waited. I was killing time on my phone, when only thirty minutes after I had entered the place my number showed up on the screen: “Number 69, please enter room 1036.”

Luckily I was paying attention enough to see the number popping up on the screen. So I put my phone away, and I went towards room 1036. It took me a while to find it, yes, some of those administration buildings are nothing but labyrinths, but I finally arrived at my destination.

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You, a blindfold and …. ?

You are lying naked on your bed. Blindfolded, exactly the way I left you. Your arms are tied tightly to the headboard, your legs apart. You have been lying this way for at least 15 minutes. Your nipples are hard and it is difficult to know if this is due to arousal, cold or a combination of the two.

Your naked body is exposed. You cannnot get out of the binds without help. If the wrong person walked in, they would see everything.

The front door bangs. I’m back at last. Or am I?

Footsteps on the stairs. are the my steps? Have we been together long enough for you to recognise my footfall? Well, who else is it going to be? I assume you do want it to be me?

Now the footsteps reach your room. You hear an intake of breath. My breath?

“Hi,” you mutter. Your voice is slightly strained. Is that arousal or anxiety? There is no reply, but the bed moves. Have I joined you there? Someone has.

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My first same-sex experience [MM]

So I identify as bisexual now, but there was a time that I didn’t. Went through high school being sure I was 100% straight, despite one occasion where I masturbated under the covers with a friend at a sleepover.

Fast forward to when I was 21 (I’m 27 now, so 2016), and my best friend from high school wanted to sleep over to catch up as we hadn’t hung out in ages. We slept on separate air beds next to each other, and got talking about sex during the night. This made us both horny and we were clearly touching ourselves under the covers, so eventually we both ended up totally naked with the covers off, masturbating next to each other. This time, however, we switched hands and started stroking each other. Feeling another guy hard in my hands for the first time was an awesome experience! After that he offered to go down on me and sucked me off until I came in his mouth. I was too nervous and confused to return the favour, so I stroked him a little more and then he took over and made himself cum.

I, 27[M], found out my classmate, 24[F], was a fellow gooner

Gooner, according to the urbandictionary: “One who is completely and miserably addicted to porn but embraces and loves it”

This is a true story, with some modified/omitted details for the sake of privacy.

My name is “Michael” and this happened two years ago. I was 27 years old at the time, in a graduate program, and my routine consisted on going to the library to write my thesis. This is where I met a fellow classmate (same program, but different batch), who we shall name Michelle, then 24 years old, Asian. The last detail is important, as Michelle comes from a stereotypical traditional family, and I would have never expected us to become sexting partners.

Me and Michelle usually studied at the same table, in front of each other. With time we exchanged some words, and then contacts. With summer approaching I decided to stay in campus to work on the last part of my thesis, while Michelle went back home. We then started chatting online, almost every day.