I wasn’t sure what to expect on our third visit to the sex club. The first time was hot. It was new, it was fun, and it was hot as fuck to be watching while straddling my husband on a couch in public. The second time, well, what’s not to like about your first full swap! Another man, inside me, making me cum just three feet from my husband while he was fucking someone else. So bad. So good. So hot! All these thoughts were in my mind while I got ready for our jaunt to the naughty place. I put on crotchless panties for the first time. I still don’t get the point, but they did make me feel a bit of slutty sexiness, so they stayed on. A leather skirt over them, a bra of black lace that matched my panties, no shirt, only a jacket. To say I was dressed for sex would be an understatement.
How I finally made my boyfriend’s hotwife fantasy reality while on vacation in Spain [FM]
I’ll start with a little background about who we are and our situation before diving into my first hotwife experience.
My boyfriend and I are both in our late twenties and have been dating for over five years. Very early on in the relationship, he told me about his hotwife fantasy. I was pretty vanilla back then but engaged in some dirty talk every once in a while to keep him happy.
Last spring, it was like a switch turned on and I finally saw the light. This was the best of both worlds: a loving boyfriend and the thrill of NSA sex with a bunch of hot men! I downloaded Feeld, started texting, and soon after sexting some very attractive guys. To both his and my surprise, it took me less than a couple of weeks to feel ready to move forward and fuck someone new for the first time in years! After talking and fantasizing about it for a while, we decide to give it a shot while on vacation in Spain.
Shhh. Click. I Met a Man that Wasn’t My Husband. A Sexual First
I met a man. He is tall, though not as tall as my husband. Six feet, maybe? His hair is a dark shade of walnut, longer, but carefully groomed, and is newly clean-shaven. I knew all of this in advance, of course…I had seen his pictures. Before meeting him, I imagined he might have a particular smell, perhaps of a cologne I would recognize from a long ago lover, or of Malbec or coffee. I was wrong about that: He smelled and tasted of nothing but the night, and my own skin and tongue. Two hours after seeing his face for the first time, his wandering fingers were between my legs, searching for the lace panties I wasn’t wearing. Ooh, he whispers. What a surprise.
I reply quietly with a slow sigh, and bite my lip. His lip.
Shhh.
Click.
When thinking back about that night in the darkness, these are the sounds I hear in my searching mind.
Shhh. Click.
It is the sound of a childhood toy. A ViewMaster. Before virtual reality helmets, before the internet, the brick-orange magic glasses that transported me to places I only hoped to one day see in person. The Grand Canyon. The Eiffel Tower. Las Vegas. One tiny handheld vision of a blurry future, progressed to the next with a shhh, click.
memories of my first squirt [F]
I’m restless. I’ve been horny all day and the situation is starting to get tough. At alternate moments I slip my hand into my pants, run my fingers through my labia and I find them completely soaked.
I miss my sex toys.
If I had my rabbit vibrator or at least my glass dildo I would have already given myself several orgasms. But like this… I’m not used to it anymore.
I undress and lie on the bed. My body is tense, contracted. With just my fingertips I begin to caress myself: hips, abdomen, mons pubis, thighs, breast… I draw circles around my areolas closer and closer to the hard, swollen waiting nipple.
I reach for it, titillate, squeeze and twist it.
My body fills with goosebumps.
I go down between the thighs, slightly spreading the legs.
The inner thigh is wet. I run a finger on my little pussy, it’s warm.
I look at my finger. It is shiny, it smells.
I rub it on my parted, panting lips and then put it in my mouth and suck it.
Superheroine stuck [F27][stuck][public][super powers][fucked in a wall][public cum dump][multiple orgasms][creampie][anal][anal creampie][cum on ass][cum on feet][embarrassed][squirting]
“I’ve got you now Evella!” I flew fast and hard toward the black-clad villainess. My rival Evella, a super-powered villain who has been terrorizing my city for years.
I reached her with a sonic boom and slammed my fist into her stomach. She flinched but took it.
“You think you can stop me, Lara Lynch? You’re weak and pathetic.” She grabbed my wrist and pulled me forward. My face was inches from hers. She smiled. “Such a beautiful heroine, it’s so sad I have to hurt you.” She took a knee to my stomach. Sending red pain through my body.
I ripped myself from her grip. And swung my body around, swiping her legs from under her. She flipped around with a smug look.
“I can still fly, baby.”
I grit my teeth and reoriented myself. She was flying lazily. Smiling her cocky little smile.
I rushed forward, barring my fist. I slammed them into her stomach, one after another at hypersonic speeds. The force sent shockwaves of air through her body.
Without a thought, she grabbed my hair and began spinning around in a fast circle. I couldn’t rend myself free, the inertia was too much to even move my arms.
Secretly watching my (now ex) wife with another man (F38 – M39) (Voyeur)
I remember the first time I saw my wife having sex with another man. First, let me give you an idea what she looked like and how much she loved showing off her body. She is 5’5″ 120lbs. Blonde hair, perfect white teeth. 38D – 29 – 34 measurements. She had a boob job just before I met her. They were just stunning!
She always loved to dress in very revealing and sexy outfits and bikinis. Every vacation we went on she would dress even sluttier, which I loved!
A few years later, we split up. But we still saw each other weekly for sex. I drove over one night to stop by our house (that she got! Lol!) for a booty call. There was another truck in the driveway. The house was on a large lot without neighbors on one side and fenced around the backyard and pool. I parked a mile away and walked to the back fence and peeked through a gap.
[MF] She showed no fear and great talent
I have a very good friend, Sabrina, which even qualified as my best friend at the time. She is a tiny little bit of woman, hovering around 5ft (that’s 1,5m, for people using the correct units), with sparkling blue eyes and really long auburn hair, at the time going down all the way to her shapely butt. She was a very intensely involved dancer for most of her life, and it showed in her body, tight, disciplined and graceful. Our friendship started with a terrible, terrible attempt at sex. We had just met, and we both found each other cool and pretty, and we were very drunk. But it was bad. Like, one of my worst experience. The complete incompatibility of our bodies (as my user name imply, I’m tall. Like, 6’4”/ 1,95m) and the incredible drunkenness coalesced in really bad sex. So we decided to stop, and we developed a very strong friendship afterwards.
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My roommate likes to suck my dick when she’s drunk. [MF]
Leanne and I have lived together for 4 years in 3 different apartments. We get along great, honestly. She’s an A+ roommate.
We really don’t have much romantic interest in one another, and physically we trend towards very different looking people for dating.
Leanne is a petite, short brown haired bi-sexual woman with little round glasses, huge brown eyes, cool little tattoos and lots of thoughts and books. I’m a fairly a-typical bro built dude, she’s just not my type and I know the same in return.
But across the 4 years, Leanne has blown me maybe 10 or 11 times. Always after we’ve been out for a night of drinks or had a little house party. She’ll get this funny look in her eye and I just know.
The first time was pretty memorable. We had a Christmas party for friends. I cook for a living, so I make a heck of a dinner for everyone. Lots of wine and lots food later we’re cleaning up the kitchen together. I tell her I’m going to step away and take a shower because I’m hot and feeling gross from the day.
Chemical-18 – Chapter 1 [F20s/M40s] [Workplace, Explicit, CMNF, Slow Burn, Multi-Episode, Embarrassment]
Hey, everyone! The following is a sample of my newest passion project, Chemical-18. It is a slow burn, erotic adventure/thriller that focuses on multiple protagonists. This is Chapters 1&2. If you like them, consider popping over to my [Kindle Vella](https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B0BQZJXJYG) page where you can read Chapter 3 for free as well. :)
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I really hope you enjoy!
**Chapter 1 – Elizabeth**
Elizabeth Hall arrives at BioGrowth Pharmaceuticals at a quarter till six, flashes her badge at the security guard, and waits for the red and white striped gate to allow her entry. The guard, a middle-aged man with an extended gut, recognizes her, gives the badge a cursory glance, then waves her through.
“Goddammit,” she mutters, killing the engine inside the lines of her employee parking spot. It has not even been empty for a full eight hours, yet here she is again to fill it.
Without giving herself a chance to lose momentum, Elizabeth heaves her tired body out of the driver’s seat and sets off toward the building’s front entrance. A quick card-swipe later, and she is inside.