[MF] My Yoga Instructor in Vietnam

Here’s a true story from a few years ago:

I was traveling through Vietnam. I saw a flyer in my hotel about outdoor yoga classes overlooking some beautiful terraced rice fields. That seemed like fun so I went down to check it out the next morning. I got there for a 10 am class. The instructor was gorgeous, and looked pretty much what you would think a Vietnamese yoga instructor would look like. She was quite small in all ways. Short, thin, but well muscled. She was clearly in great shape. I was 26 at this point, she was 29 but looked younger. She had straight black hair tied back in a ponytail. She wore pink yoga pants and a black tank top. Unfortunately the top was kind of baggy and covered her butt, so I couldn’t see it. I really wanted to, judging by her thighs I was sure it would be very impressive. I was one of the few men in the class, and the only person that came alone. I don’t do a lot of yoga, but I instinctively started trying hard in order to impress her. I tried to play it cool during the class, and not look like I was staring at her. I realize now, that it wouldn’t seem odd for me to be watching my instructor. Read more »

THE HOT TUB [FFM] Day Drinking

[Hot Tub Photo](https://imgur.com/a/SnGpFJ5)

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**THE HOT TUB**

**I broke my own rule, DON’T have sex with friends**

It was one of those perfect summer evenings and after a day at the beach, Rick my friend Deb and I were in our huge hot tub enjoying cocktails, laughing and joking with each other.

We’ve been drinking most of the day so by this point we are all more than a little drunk when the conversation starts to take a different tone. We started talking about turn-ons, past adventures, and future fantasies.

Keep in mind while we all talked Rick and I only offered the R-rated version of our life as we knew we would freak our friends the fuck out if they knew the details of our sex life.

Rick, Debbie, and I all exchanged more than a few glances back in forth when Deb told us in great detail how she had sex with her now ex-husband and one of his old friends from college when he visited a few times. She ultimately began to understand her husband Joe liked having a cock in his mouth a little too much and that led to the divorce last year. Read more »

Alt Girl [30sff] [fantasy] [girl/girl]

She had a plaid skirt and a sleeveless top. With her purple hair and tattooed sleeve she captivated me the moment I saw her. I have always had a thing for guys in a band but this is was the first time a badass rocker chick stole my attention. The band was awesome and the crowd was watching the lead singer kill it. My eyes, however, were fixated on the guitarist. Her tattooed arms were perfect. Not too muscular but sculpted. She never once smiled and had a serious look the entire time. I could see her cheek bones and it made me want her even more. I watched her rock out and my mind started to wander. Read more »

Used her like a cheap whore… Right? (M43/F34) [MF, C/NC, painal]

I (M43) attend a lot of functions at the Fox Grove event center, but I hadn’t yet met Beth (F34), the new bartender, before Friday night. Carlos was behind the bar as usual, and he said Beth was working out great in her first week. She had already tended solo but tonight was going to be busy so Carlos had her here assisting.

Beth was at the tap so I ordered a beer. She said little but gave me a sly smile. As I was I heading back a few minutes later, I noticed her undoing a button on her blouse. She smiled the same way, introducing herself.

Resisting the temptation to tell her I could read her name tag, I said “I’m Cobb. But some girls call me Daddy.” She smiled. “I’m sure some girls call you asshole too.”

It took me a second. “Some girls need a spanking,” I retorted. “Thanks for the beer.” Again she gave me that impish smile. I was pissed that she’d one-upped me, though I eventually almost totally forgot about it. Read more »

Accidental kink unlocked. Wife gets turned on reading comments. [m] [f]53/50

A little while back I posted a picture of my beautiful wife on a vanilla non-sex related sub. Got a bunch of likes and comments, then a dm from a 25 year old guy, telling me he loves older women and wanted my permission to take care of himself while looking at her picture.
I didn’t know how to react but just said “ go right ahead”.
He got very descriptive at what he wanted to do with her, and what he liked about her.
To be clear, I’m not into sharing at all, physically, I’m not knocking that lifestyle, just wouldn’t work for us, but I did agree to send another picture to him, and again, he responded with telling me how hot she is and what he would do to her.
It was a little exciting reading the compliments so I told my wife about it.
I didn’t think at all she would be mad, she’s 50, 6’ tall, great set of tits, and the longest legs ever. I’m not kidding. She dresses well, and knows how to accentuate her assets , and is definitely a head turner..
she got so turned on by the compliments, she grabbed me by the shirt and told me , I need you now! Holy shit the sex was incredible.. it usually is, but this was extra. She was so wet, and was on top of me, grinding away,until we both came.
When I pulled out, she wasn’t done. Cleaned my cock with her mouth, kept going till I was hard again, and just sucked my cock until I came again. I was shaking after that it was so good.
I’ve never posted any sexy or nudes of her anywhere, but tempted to do it , to get the same reaction out of her.
This is a throwaway account for me and I’ve never posed any pictures of her from this account. Read more »

An Impromptu Date with an Influencer Ends in A Mess, In More Ways Than One [MF] Part 1

“What about that one? Lay or nay?” Alex points toward a table near the far end of the dining room. Seated at the worst table in the restaurant was a redhead with freckles peppered over her cheeks, wearing a pleated dress that hugged her curves and plunged at the neckline. Her hair looked expensive under the flattering yellow lighting, flowing into curls that must’ve taken hours at the salon.Her date, however, was painfully less prepared.

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“You mean the guy in the pink polo, right?” I clarify, to which Alex nods. On top of his bold choice to pair a pink polo t-shirt with a reversed baseball cap, Mr. Pink Polo had the indignity of making a last-minute reservation, on Valentine’s Day, at one of the hottest spots in town. This left him and his date seated next to the kitchen door – giving them front-row seats to Chef Duffy’s curse-laden tirades every time the door swung open. “It’s fucking raw”, he’d scream in what was a terrible Gordon Ramsay tribute. He wasn’t that good a cook. He wasn’t even British.

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Late Night Secret [M28F46][Cheating]

She was just about ready for bed. Her husband was downstairs in the den drinking his bourbon and binging shows he had seen dozens of times before, disengaged as he always was. It would be at least an hour until he even stood up from the couch. She, meanwhile, was already planning in her mind everything she needed to do in just the first hours of the day. 

Stepping into her walk-in closet, she started changing for sleep. In the corner of her eye, she saw a glimmer of movement, and before she knew what was happening, the figure had leapt out at her, one hand holding her throat, the other clasping her mouth. He was entirely in black. He was a blur. In those moments, everything froze. Should she fight, should she run, should she attempt to scream. She thought of how her father had always kept a revolver in his sock drawer, and suddenly wondered if she had every done this, which of course she hadn’t. No logic could occur. She simply turned to stone. Then, she heard the whisper.

“Scared…aren’t you. You should be scared.” Read more »

A Reverie [NSFW] [Affair] [M/F 30s-40s]

She knew he’d had a long day.

It wasn’t the day he had been expecting when he woke that morning; she knew that, as well. Such is the nature of his role as an in-demand attorney – sometimes a brief falls into his lap that throws his entire day into turmoil.

It’s Thursday. They meet every Thursday afternoon. At the least. Sometimes… most times… they each need more. And those are the times that are frenzied. Unabashedly needy. Intensely passionate. Even now, as she waited, she couldn’t help but shiver thinking about the last time she’d texted him and simply told him she needed to cum…

He’d met her within an hour at an abandoned parking lot. A place they had scoped out previously for these specific purposes. She’d prepared, having removed her panties before leaving the office. They didn’t have much time; neither cared. He showed up hard; she was already wet with anticipation. He promptly climbed into his backseat upon arriving, and she followed him. Read more »

[F] The time I flashed a whole Starbucks

Admittedly the title is an exaggeration of what happened. This happened a few years ago.

I’m a Muslim and a hijabi meaning I cover myself up top to bottom. I wear loose clothings to cover my curves as best as I can and only I get to choose who can see my body.

Few years ago when I was first starting my job, my boss gave me a place to stay. It was a fancy apartment on the 11th floor. I had to share the room and the queen bed with a colleague. It was a bit tough for me considering I value my privacy and me time.

It felt like so long since I’ve had a sexual release so when my colleague left for a few days to go home, best believe I used the opportunity to make myself cum.

The room had a huge window that oversees an empty land. It seemed just like a huge plot of land that was waiting to be developed. The left and right sides of the windows are other buildings but when seated on the bed you can’t see them and they can’t see you. At least that’s what I assumed. Read more »

[F] Fucking Old Man Winter

The snow literally doesn’t seem to want to end and has been devastating to my seasonal depression. For weeks, I’ve been searching for a light at the end of the tunnel moment, but nothing has come. I look out the window, and the ground is entirely white, fog loaded with diamond dust hangs in the distance, and all the trees are sprouting frost from top to bottom rather than leaves. Feeling like there is no escape from “the great white north,” I finally broke and embraced becoming submissive in a way that doesn’t involve my Hubby. Instead, I decided to kneel eagerly with my tongue hanging out for Old Man Winter, good ol’ Jack Frost’s frozen treat.

Now for me to become Old Man Winter’s submissive slut, it took some preparation, starting with a condom ribbed for her pleasure to spoil myself and a paper towel roll. There are easier ways to do this, but I was determined to make sure it was the Canadian winter that was fucking me. I went outside in only a pair of leggings, boots, and a winter jacket. No underwear or shirts were involved, and for added fun, I brought one of my glass toys. It was blizzarding outside, which was perfect since it already felt like I was being fucked by the winter, but I needed something more. Stabbing my glass dildo into the snow. It was like my erotic version of the story, the sword in the stone, but mine was the dildo in the snow. With only the glass heart end poking out, the chilling of the glass began. Read more »