The time my boyfriend 27[M] and I 25[F] went to a Swinger’s night

A few days ago, something incredible surreal happened. Marco and I went to a Swinger Club Event trying out new things. It was a nice evening, not too many people, since it was a weekday and the club and theme itself were awesome. Each guest got an elegant face mask which had to be worn in nearly every area. Marco suggested that we could fuck other people even if we weren’t together. I figured I would probably get a lot more action than him, and I agreed.

 

We changed into our club outfits and after a quick tour through the club and a ‘beginner’s guide’ done from the personnel (we told them beforehand that we were new to this), we went to the bar area. Near immediately we got swarmed by men who offered to pay my drink, which I happily accepted. Marco saw that I had everything in control and moved to a different area after getting a drink himself and successfully chatted up some women (Because of his physique he stood quite out compared to most other men).

 

[F] Today I wore my remote control vibrating butt plug to class! Oh my…

Today, I woke up extremely horny, like WAY hornier than usual. My g string that I wore to bed had a visible wet spot in it – my pussy was just that wet. Anyways, I had actual woken up a bit late, and I had an early class, so sadly I didn’t have time to quickly rub my clit and get it sorted. This left me very pent up and horny.

I decided that I might aswell do something about it, so I grabbed my lovense hush butt plug, applied a little lube, and slid it into my asshole. That felt fkn good! I turned the toy on aswell, and set it to a light vibration, so that I was always on the edge.

I quickly got ready into my comfy attire, which was my white thong, grey leggings, t shirt and hoody.

I raced out to class, feeling very full and ever so horny. I could feel my pussy still being wet, and I was a bit annoyed that I hadn’t quickly got myslef off. Once I was at my lecture, I grabbed a seat at the back and boy was I so horny. I just wanted to rip my leggings off and finger myself right there. However that sadly wasn’t an option 😆

(18[F]) I slipped the tongue to my friend’s dad (42M)

There’s no actual sex (sorry) so I hope this is still the appropriate sub for this…

It started by accident. She’s been my one of my besties since third grade and so I’ve known him for years as well. I usually give him a quick hello/goodbye kiss in the cheek. A few weekends ago when I went over to hang with my friend I leaned in to kiss him I guess I caught him by surprise when he was turning his head and we ended up kissing on the lips. It felt nice so I held it for a few seconds, and he didn’t pull away. (My friend was looking at her phone and didn’t even notice.)

When it was time to leave he was in the kitchen and I stopped by to say goodbye. This time I went straight for his lips and again he didn’t stop me. I felt bold so I slipped him my tongue. I held the kiss for a few moments and then I bounced out the door.

I’ve seen him a few more times since and it’s just our normal thing now 🤷‍♀️

I[F] needed a concert buddy[M]

My concert buddy was also one of my boyfriend’s gaming buddies, he was a few years older. My boyfriend didn’t particularly enjoy concerts because of the crowds and has never had a good experience with concerts so we decided that I should find someone else to go to concerts with. We realized one of his gaming buddies had similar taste in music but not the exact same so we asked if he would come with me occasionally. These concerts tend to be in other cities so we would normally fly in on the weekends and have a weekend adventure together. The first few concerts were innocent and fun. We would go to one every 4 to 5 months and get a two double bedded room.

Rainy Night (Part 2) [M33/F28] [Foreplay] [Infidelity] [D/s]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/xjk2xk/rainy_night_part_1_m33f28_foreplay_infidelity/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

His scent of cedar and bergamot had me intoxicated along with the feeling of his hands smothering my hips. And as we pulled back there was a flicker of energy as we made eye contact. Something I haven’t felt in a long time. Being a sexual person, who is always working, sometimes I have to submit myself to mediocre sex, but I knew that’s not what I was getting myself into here. He was fucking dominant. And wanted to test my boundaries. He smirks and starts guiding me backwards. I can’t see where he is taking me but after 20 or so steps my back bumps into a concrete wall. I look to the right and see the people bustling through the night as we are shaded from the night lights in the alleyway. My adrenaline starts pumping as I realize this stranger, Callum, has me vulnerable. He picks up my hand and peaks at my lit up apple watch from my increased heart rate, then returns his eyes back to mine.

“Are you nervous?” He asks slyly.

“You make me nervous. I’m not sure why. I’m not one to be nervous.” I answer.

My Wife Hired a Sex Therapist, Part 2 (genuinely good sex advice, MF, drama)

You don’t have to read Part 1 first to understand this one. If you like this, check out my 3-part Latvian Sister-in-Law series.

With his wife’s permission, Tyler has been having an affair with his brother’s ex-wife, Anna, for several years. Anna recently married Dave, a charming Don Juan lawyer from Costa Rica. Anna still wants an open marriage so she can occassionally be with Tyler, but Dave is so attractive that Tyler can’t compete for her affection. Even Cammie started sleeping with Dave. Now Tyler has been having sex less than ever.

In Part 1, Cammie offered to help by sending Tyler to a sex therapist named Jenny Waters. Apparently, Cammie didn’t know that Jenny likes to take a hands-on approach.

I’m sure that my wife, Cammie, noticed that I was acting strangely. It had been three days since my first session with Jenny. To say that the treatment had been unconventional would be a major understatement. She was a sexy, confident woman in her mid 20s that helped her male clients with their sex lives by actually having sex with them. She rocked my world by fucking me better than I had been fucked in months. She said it was just an ice breaker and the next session would be different.

[M48] I fucked my daighter’s best [F19]riend (fiction)

My wife divorced me 4 years ago. We share custody of our daughter Lena who is 22. Lena always likes that I’m more lenient then her mother. Lena wanted to have a sleep over but her mom said no. Lena asked me and I said yes as long as it’s not over 4, 5 people at max. I also told Lena she’d have to clean up after. She agreed, Lena invited her friends here and they spent most of the time on their phones watching TikTok’s or whatever girls that age do. I left them alone, went to my room and watched TV. I went downstairs to get myself a drink around 4am. I saw the girls sleeping on the floor in their sleeping bags/blankets/pillows in their cute pajamas. I was just there to make sure they’re okay as I tip-toed back upstairs.

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[F20] Transactional sex and my best friends dad [M55]

In high school Jen and I were besties, inseparable, “BFFs”. I know the jokes about how that never lasts, but I think we’ve fared better than most. I’ve known her since our early teens and to this day we still keep in touch. It’s been rough since she moved for university, I miss my best friend, but I’m also happy that she’s doing something she loves. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do in life so I’ve been working at a dog spa since graduation, it’s not ideal but I enjoy the work.

Jen’s house was always *the* spot to hang out. I grew up in small row house apartment with two older siblings and I never felt like I had much space. I used to love hanging out at Jen’s place, she had a whole basement to herself with her own TV and there was a pool in the back yard. Her parents were even okay with us drinking or smoking pot so long as things didn’t get too crazy.

I think about those times often now that we don’t get to see each other as much anymore. That’s why I was so excited that Jen was coming back for a few weeks in the summer, I couldn’t wait to see her and hang out like old times.

I [F] used to fuck my coworker [M] on the job at the motel we worked at ♡

This was a while back when I was 18, in high school, and trying to get some independence from my bitch of a mom.

I got a job at a local motel, nothing special, it was chain motel, and I’ll give you a hint. It had a number it’s name! ♡

So, I started off this job getting trained by the my manager first, you know the basics how to talk to guests, how to use the computer to check them in, and all that other stuff.

Then I started working the afternoon shift with another coworker, so I could get some experience with checking in guests, how to handle cash, credit, and this motel had direct bill payments. It was all going good, I kind of liked the guys who came in, they were railroad workers, truckers, etc. The first night, I met one of the other night auditors who worked, she was a lady, we said hello and that was it.

[MF] My girlfriend started wearing sexy/slutty outfits and it’s changed my life

When I first met my girlfriend she dressed fairly conservatively (which still couldn’t hide her curves) but recently she’s had what I’d call an “awakening.” I posted about her surprise boob-revealing dinner dress about a month ago:

> Flash forward to last night, our Friday night date. We’re meeting at a fancy French restaurant (Raspoutine, in Miami) to celebrate my raise. I’m a little early, I have a seat in our booth. A few minutes later she strolls in, totally dolled up—hair done, makeup perfect—and wearing a ridiculously hot outfit. It’s a tight, jet-black (matches her hair) dress with “cutouts” for her boobs and a piece stretched across her front to hold them in and (barely) cover her nipples. She’s a busty girl (Turkish/Latina mix), so large amounts of tittage are exposed. It’s sexy as hell. It felt like the entire restaurant was watching her walk up to our booth and kiss me. It was an amazing feeling. Then, she leaned in and whispered in my ear to tell me she’s not wearing any panties. (Anyone watching must have wondered what she told me from my facial expression alone.) She gives me a sly little smile and slides into our booth. I sat back down into the booth, probably looking stunned.