Dominant Hotel Sex…..What I Wanted [FM] – LONG

We were both on the road for business, but fortunately he was doing his boss “a solid” and agreed to make an overnight stop on the way home.  He had to meet up with some team members in a different city before heading home, and that city was where I was meeting with clients, so we were going to spend the night together on the road.

I had packed a little “sumpin sumpin” for that evening. He had spent a little time in my closet and I had noticed that he stopped on a few of my lingerie items.

I was wrapping up dinner with clients when he texted me that he had landed.  My mind began to fill with dirty thoughts as one of my clients droned on about some blah blah blah.  I shook my head and tried my best to stay engaged in the conversation.

After dinner, we headed to a bar that was down the street from my hotel.  I did my best to stay engaged with my clients as I received texts on his ETA to the hotel.  I asked if he wanted to pop in and have a drink and as I expected, he declined.  He wanted to shower at the hotel and relax.

The [F]irst time I slept with a married man

Second semester freshman year of college a bunch of the frats had a homecoming weekend so the older guys could come relive their glory days and meet the new pledges. I was at a party, happily drunk off jungle juice and sitting on the steps out back, when an older guy started talking to me and putting his hands on my legs. It wasn’t until after we made out that I saw the ring on his finger and decided to go back to the party. But something about it stayed with me, and it wasn’t long before I knew I wanted more.

I came back to school in the fall and about a month in I decide it’s time to explore this kink. So I made a post on craiglist F4M – College girl looking for married man. I got a ton of emails, but I wanted it to happen within the next few days and it can be hard for someone with a wife at home to find the time. Then I see Tom’s. He’s been married for 10 years and even though his wife puts out, he says she just lays there and he can’t do what he wants to with her, and there’s a picture attached. I see the ring on his finger and feel myself start to get wet. I was excited. We had a few back and forths and then he tells me he got a hotel room down the road from campus for the next afternoon.

Reddit sex FTW [MF], Part 2

I know she can’t take my full length in this position. As much as I want to give it to her every time. So I focus on teasing her with the tip for a bit and then finding that rhythmic in and out of repeatedly going a few inches deep. I love the feeling of her inner walls softly opening to let me in each time and then squeezing down on me as I pull back out. I’m a sucker for that. And each thrust I push just a tiny bit deeper, trying to sneak in as much of my aching shaft as I possibly can without making her hurt. It’s a fun game each time.

I’m looking down at her, her eyes softly closed and head rolling back just a bit as she gets into the he pleasure too. And I’m once again close to cumming when she surprisingly rolls off of me and flips herself over onto all fours. Doggy is my all time favorite and she knows it. And once she’s up she puts her head down a bit and then slowly sways her ass back on forth from side to side. I can’t resist that. I climb up behind her, this time opting for a few fingers full of my own spit instead of the lube (it’s quicker) and in one thrust slide full depth inside her. She can take me full depth on all fours, which is one of the reasons I love it, and I grasp her waist and grind deeply in and out of her skin only a handful of times until before I’m about to blow.

Reddit sex FTW [MF], Part 1

My partner is an incredibly sexy as mom of three. Amazing tits. Amazing pussy. Amazing ass. (You can check her out in our profile).

Its been a bit since we’ve fooled around. Though our last fuck was a great one.

She stayed up late next to me reading some Reddit stories while I worked after hours. When I was done she cuddled up with her head on my shoulder and started rubbing my chest, and then slowly started working in pinching my nipples. Which is a mad turn on for me. We stayed that way in the moment for a bit, slowly starting to move our bodies against each other.

Eventually the tension had built up enough and I flipped her over on her back, and she pulled my cock up to her lips as I pulled my pants down. She doesn’t love giving blow jobs but she will sometimes if she’s turned on enough. And she apparently was. She also doesn’t love to take me too deep in her mouth but she was so into it that I started to pump into her lips a bit and fucked her mouth as much as I ever have. The back of her head was against a pillow so she didn’t really have anywhere to go.

Our First Swing – Part 3 [MF] [FMF]

So after a very eventful morning, with both Mary and Jenni playing with me until I came, I knew it was going to be an eventful day. I got up to shower and clean up, and ended up joining my wife for the tail end of her shower.

“You look satisfied,” she teased as I got into the shower with her. I could only smile in response.

“So, we’re doing this, right?” she asked.

“I mean, I think we’re way past the point of no return now.”

“And you’re ok with me being with Oliver?”

“I mean, I can’t complain, can I?” I responded. “Jenni and Mary both were saying they wanted me to have sex with them today.”

We’d been talking and teasing about swinging for a few months now, and it seems like what my wife was most excited about was the prospect of sharing me with others. She began to lightly stroke my soft dick at this point. The hot water and steam, the conversation, and of course my wife’s sexy body all combined to have an effect on me. My wife leaned in as I grabbed her round ass. “I want to watch as they experience this dick for the first time. I want to see you fuck them hard and hear their moans as you stretch them out.”

[MF] Time I [M] slept with my best friend/roommates ex [F] [part 1]

Some quick setup here; This was back around my 3rd-4th year in college. I was roommates with my best friend since grade school, after my initial year in the dorms, then a year in the fraternity house, and old friend transferred to my university and we rented a house. My friend, let’s call him James, was a serial relationship guy. Ever since grade school he’d always had a girlfriend. He and I were sort of opposites in that sense, as I just never focused on settling into anything until post college; just wasn’t a priority for me back then.James and I surely shared some crazy dating scenarios growing up, and especially with his choice in girlfriends.

[MF] Mina Was Too Tight To Fuck…But I Did It Anyway [True Story] [First Time Together] [Part 1]

Mina lived on the other side of the world. That was the first obstacle. She was only in town for a few months for work and she wasn’t interested in a fling that would just have to end.

But we both knew it was more than a fling. We had undeniable chemistry.

After our first date, she insisted she wasn’t even my type.

“You seem like someone who wants an obedient, mild-mannered girl who will just fawn over you. Not a career-focused woman with a short temper,” she said.

I told her that wasn’t my type at all.

After our second date, she told me that she’d had a good time and enjoyed my company.

“But I think you’ll agree that things have run their course,” she added.

I didn’t agree at all.

I told her as much, but I wasn’t sure I’d convinced her.

“I’m here for work,” she told me. “It’s extremely important that I do well. And this would be a distraction.”

“It doesn’t have to be,” I assured her. “We can just see each other when you have time. Even if it’s only once a week. I don’t want to be a distraction. I just think we owe it to one another. Connections like this don’t come often.”

[FM] My [F30] first BDSM sex party – Part 2

I looked around, I could see some men staring at me but I wanted to fuck with another tall black man. There had to be another one in this club.

I told my first guy that I wanted to explore other options and said good bye.

I approached the rails overlooking the dance floor again.

I noticed a black dude but he was of average height. I still went for him, I tapped his shoulder from the back, he turned around.

I said hello, smiled and asked if he wanted to go upstairs. He didn’t hesitate to follow me.

I lied down on the leather bed again and asked him to fuck me. He took off his leather boxers.

I was a bit disappointed by the dick size. It wasn’t tiny but wasn’t huge either, kind of average.

I let him go down on me though while I hoped someone else would show up with a better dick to fuck me.

He wasn’t giving me a great head either so I started getting bored quickly. I told him I needed a shower. He decided to followed me there.

[FM] My [F30] first BDSM sex party – Part 1

I had my first BDSM sex party experience in Berlin. I was traveling there for my summer holiday.

I am into kinky things – dressing up in leather, wearing chokers and leashes, getting spanked and humiliated. I’m a bit of a masochist but not the hardcore type.
I love sex clubs, so wherever I travel, I try to visit one there.

This time was different though. I was traveling solo so this was the first time I would be going to a swingers party by myself.

I registered online and read the rules. There was a dress code – you had to wear leather or latex.

I bought a new leather thong with high waist and a matching body belt attached to a choker.

I was very excited throughout the week. I was planning out my outfit, playing in my head different scenarios and strategies of how to get fucked by the hottest guys in that party.

I was imagining myself all destroyed and covered in cum by the end of the party. Nothing would be holding me back from getting fucked like a real dirty slut.

[MF] [PUBLIC] The Picnic Table

Names changed for obvious reasons. We were M21 and F20 at the time. Spice starts after the *.

I like to think that everyone has that ONE lover that changed the course of their lives. Like the origin story in a sexual universe. The Big Bang so-to-speak. It could be as fleeting as an unforgettable one-night stand or a decades-long marriage, but it’s the person who clicked in a way that completely defines ones future sexuality. For better or worse.

Mine was Carly.

I had entered the last year of my undergrad and was really hitting my stride both academically and socially. I had a big agenda and was loving the challenge. In the previous three years I had fucked my way through a substantial number of co-eds. Enough that it was noticeable in my fairly small university. I gained a reputation. It was annoying. So, as I began the final year of my degree I vowed to take the high road, become more accomplished, reduce partying and try to keep my dick in my pants. In retrospect, this new outlook lasted for about a month.

Carly changed everything.