[M]y freaky stripper g[f] and the gearshift

[M]y freaky stripper g[F] and the gearshift

I [50s married, professional] had a longtime affair with a married,MILf, 30s stripper. Call her Rainy. Blonde, petite, prettiest blue eyes. Hit it off during lapdances and took it further OTC. She had daddy issues, and got off being slitty with older guys.
One night I visited her in the club. She was normally very horny in the club, but this night she was wild. We danced in one of the booths. She told me she needed to get off. She slipped some lube out of her stripper purse, and put a few drops on my index finger. She sat sideways on the little bench, pulling my right hand under her ass, guiding my finger into her pussy. Rainy rocked back and forth on my finger. As she got more excited, she started sucking on her right tit. A former gymnast and still very flexible.
There were cameras in the club, but she got away with stuff because she would routinely give the manager a BJ. I think he got off in the back watching the cameras, seeing g her be so slutty.
She needed relief that night, and I focused on her needs, not mine, that night .
She threw her head back as I finger fucked her. The lapdance ended, but she wanted to come. She ignored the buzzer from the manager letting her know we had to get outta the booth, times up. Finally, her body tensed and her orgasm rippled through her. She gave me a small thank you kiss.
I told her she owed me one.

I [M] dared my wife [F] to streak in a downtown parking garage

As I’ve written before, I enjoy daring my wife to do semi public flashes or nudes. I’ve had her streak in parking garage a few times now, and this one time was a little different as I had her walk away from her clothes entirely.

We parked in this garage, next to the stairs three floors below the roof, located in the middle of downtown with high-rise office and condo buildings surrounding it. She stripped naked in the car, shoes and all, and walked out of the car and close it, leaving her clothes behind. I then had her go into the stairwell and walk up the remaining floors to the roof level, where she’d be completely exposed. It was so hot watching her ascend the stairs while bare naked, knowing anyone that entered the stairs would see her. She eventually reached the roof level, and while a little nervous, opened the glass door and stepped out onto the pavement. The sun making her bare skin glow, surrounded by hundreds of windows. Anyone could see! It was hot not knowing if someone could or not, but she was fully exposed to the city. I get hard just thinking about it. She was able to walk all the way back down to the car and her clothes before anyone saw her. I’m so thrilled to have such a daring wife.

Breaking the Dry Spell [F30/M28, teasing, penetration]

The anticipation was killing me. It had been 24 days since we had made love – I knew he was healing and I was doing my best to take care of my own needs, but his body, his attention, and his cock were drugs I needed. No orgasm I could produce on my own compared to the earth-shattering, mind-bending pleasure he helped me to achieve. 

We had talked for about a year about him getting a vasectomy. With the state of laws in the US, the uncertainty of many other factors, and all options for my own sterilization being much more invasive, he agreed this would be the best option for us both in the long run. We had sex probably four times in the week leading up to the procedure which definitely helped us through the initial healing process. Once he began experimenting with making himself cum again, I knew I could give him something fun to look at as we built back to our own encounters together. Even with it being the dead of winter, I committed to wearing something skimpy in the evenings every day. I loved watching his eyes lingering on me, his hand would instinctively reach for my chest when I got close enough, twisting my nipples, hard from the cold, between his longing fingers. 

Cheers to the nerds in this world who got the girl… And head at a wedding [FM]

Before my ex-boyfriend was officially my boyfriend, we were besties. It took him a very long time to ask me out, but we certainly flirted.

*I would just like to say in this moment that this man was a precious soul who was super hot. Women really liked him, but he barely seemed to notice.*

Before I was officially his “girlfriend” though, he invited me to a wedding as his date and I was thrilled. First off, it was at a fancy hotel in the city. Also, I was super into this dude.

So this wedding was with friends he had known since middle school. When I came out in a (*let’s be real real, slightly slutty*) nice dress, he got really excited. He kept talking about how it was the first time he actually had a cool date.

*This dude was also a gentleman and a fucking doctor. To this day, I’m very confused about his self-esteem issues.*

He was in the wedding so I sat alone. One of the dude’s who sat beside me asked if I was single and I responded, “Well I’m here with that handsome fellow,” pointing to my date in the back.

Flustered [F4M/ Mf] [18+] [Teasing] [Sexting] [Messages] [Male Dom] [Female Sub] [Brat] [Mild Disobedience]

You were at work and had an hour left before you were finishing on shift. It was a fairly quiet night and you were more than ready to clock off and be done. You leaned back in your chair letting out a yawn and stretching above your head. Your mind began to wander back to me and the night before. Your mind replayed how my skin felt on yours, the sound of my moans in your ear and how my nails dug into your back and scratched you as you tried to pass the time at work.

Moments later you were brought back to reality as your phone sounds and vibrates to alert you to an incoming message from me. You see the picture only to automatically turn the phone over and drop it back on the desk. You sit up immediately in your chair, looking around the area to see if there were any colleagues in the vicinity. You take a deep breath in and slowly exhale. Covering your face with your hands before rubbing your eyes and covering your mouth. You do another once over of the area to make sure there were no other co-workers around, before you unlock your phone and open our chat.

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My friend wouldn’t eat his girlfriends [F] ass, so I did [M]

I had invited my friend and his girlfriend to accompany my girlfriend and I for a weekend of skiing and drinking at my family’s timeshare. The 4 of us had become close over the years as we approached the age of 30 and were looking forward to a weekend away.

We all got up to the timeshare late Friday evening and we all got very drunk. Late in the night the topic of eating ass came up. We were laughing about how it seemed to be a new “phenomenon”. I proclaimed that I was into it before it became a thing, which made my girlfriend role her eyes at me, “i don’t know, it’s so weird to me, I know you enjoy doing it but it’s just not my thing”.

My friends girlfriend shared that she’d never experienced it but admitted she was curious , “he refuses to try it”, she said as she looked at my buddy. We all joked about it and moved on, and went to bed shortly after.

[M]y coworkers sister, day 2.

So driving into work the next day my mind was racing with the thoughts of the day before. I’ve known Tammie for a number of years and I’m not sure how she would react if she found out her sister sucked my dick the first day I let her hang out with me at work.

I got to the coffee shop and they were already there. We had a little breakfast and made small talk, mostly about work and Debbie had a big smile on her face the whole time.

After eating Tammie left to get some work done, Debbie and I talked while finishing our coffee. In a nervous voice Debbie says, about yesterday……..I don’t want you to get the wrong idea, I’m usually not that way. I said your fine. She said I don’t want you to think I’m a slut or something, I haven’t had sex in so long…..I can’t believe I asked if I could give you head. I said, you’re fine, it was actually pretty fuckin hot…… and for the record, you didn’t ask if you could give me head, you told me you wanted to suck my cock…. We both smiled and she said, yeah, I guess I did.

Thank god for my FWB who loves when I squirt in his mouth

I have this one FWB who always goes down of me for hours and my favorite thing about him is how much he loves the fact that my pussy gets SOAKING wet. Some guys prefer a dryer pussy I can tell but he just absolutely loves to get me soaked. Even when I squirt he literally just opens his mouth as wide as he can and keeps grinding his tongue into me just trying to get as much of it into his mouth as he can. There is nothing hotter honestly I love it so much. I squirt so much and hard and its just awesome for that to be appreciated.

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Our secret rule

based on „My girlfriend and her friends have a strange rule by u/brointhewoods

Part 1

This is a story about me [F23], my girlfriends and our secret rule. First let me introduce myself, I’m Danielle, 5’7 ft, I work out and am often told I have a pretty nice body. I have pale skin, platinum blonde hair and I’m very careful about my appearance. I invest a lot of time in makeup, nails and of course my clothes like all wealthy girls. Right, I have rich parents who give me everything I want.
I love getting attention from boys and playing with them. To be honest, my everyday life, apart from university of course, consists of parties, teasing boys with my bubble butt (I KNOW they love my ass) and then getting fucked nice and hard. A very nice privileged student life without obligations.
I LOVE my life.

And then there is my „girls squad“. Me and my 3 girlfriends are soul mates. I know, pretty cliché but whatever. The group consists of Katie (21), Andrea (22) and Claire (22). Katie is a friendly and skinny Asian girl with black hair. She is cute and has an adorable smile. Unlike me, Katie doesn’t have that wow factor. She is sweet, less superficial but more natural.

My friends mother at festival

(True story) So how should I start… I was at a friend of mine at a Friday. Just hanging. And when his mother came home from work, she wanted to a local tiny festival, but non of her friends was available, and his dad was working in another city, and wouldn’t be home in a couple of weeks. So she first asked my friend, her son, if he wanted to go, but he didn’t. He doesn’t enjoy that kind of music. She got super sad. So I, spontaneously as I’m, I said “I can go with you!”. At first she was like, “Oh, how sweet of you, but you would like the music…” and other excuses to try not to pressure me into going. But I stood by my words, so I hurried home, told my mom and dad(yeah, I was living with them at the time. I was still in high school.), cleaned my self up, and met up with her, and drove together to the festival.