My roomie [F] and I [M] entertain ourselves and push one another (III)

I apologize for the evil deed performed in this story.

Don’t waste water!

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We rested there a while, with Amanda draped on and nuzzled against me in my lap, her long hair’s sweet scent tickling my nose. I bent my neck to rub my nose against the top of her head, breathing in her scent and the warm air that arose from between us. As if in a steam room, we soon went from comfortably numb to uncomfortably sticky, and as her body expelled my quickly softening cock as the cool air invaded we both sighed, sharing a deep kiss before standing and stretching.

“So” I said, “do we need to talk about this?”

Amanda smiled and laughed, “are you falling for me already? My Aladdin?”

“Takes a lot for me to, so probably not, at least not yet.”

“Great, so don’t bother thinking too hard, you’ll pull something.”

The [F]irst encounter with [M]y long term fuck buddy

Many years ago, I established an incredibly convenient fuck buddy relationship with a truly pretty, and sufficiently freaky girl named Kayley. I will build off of this in the future, sharing more of our exploits as they are varied. However, this story is the one that kick-started it all.

Back in the days of instant messaging, I like many others of my generation, spent hours on end chatting, talking shit, crafting elaborate away messages, and sharing filth. Also, as is expected, and simultaneously unbeknownst to us, my online friends and I were paving the way for sexting.

In the midst of a conversation with a friend of mine, I caught the distinct audible indication of a new message.

Kayby018: *Hey*

That was the entire content of the message. My heart swelled, my stomach knotted, I had to respond with something quippy, witty, cool.

illetist90: *Hey*

Satisfied with my response, I awaited Kayleys advances.

Kayby018: *I saw you at the party last Friday, you looked really hot*

Oh man. She really ratcheted this up quickly. Her blunt, unapologetic observation would serve as an example of how most of our conversations would unfold. Kayley said what she wanted, when she wanted, however she wanted.

Sucking GFs Pussy

So my girlfriend is over and it’s about 11 o’clock at night. We’re cuddled up together just talking a little. We start talking more and I end up telling her about how I posted another one of our sex stories of us on reddit. She looked excited and instantly went to grab my phone to read it. She opened up my phone and started reading. As she reads there’s a smile on her face. That smile slowly turns into a focused look on her face on what she was reading. She reads more and that’s when the occasional sexy smirk appears on her face. I start lightly touching her hips as she reads. Eventually that turns into me lightly gliding my hand from her hip to the bottom of her tits and back down to her hips continuing that motion. I start lightly grabbing her tits well she reads at this point. She bites her bottom lip breathing heavier as she’s reading the last little bit of it.

[MF] Hazel Is A Good Little Slut

(Editor’s Note: Hazel has a kink for degrading yet affectionate language, among other things, and the tone of this story reflects this. This is a consensual encounter between two grown ass adults, and all the grown-up negotiation and preamble that took place over several days has been elided here for dramatic effect)

“Oh my God you fucked me so hard that I’m spotting.”

I stared at my phone, a mixture of concern and pride mixing in my chest.

“Oh, wow. Um.” I replied. “Uh, are you OK?”

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Hazel is what is colloquially known as a shortstack. Round, curvy, busty, small enough to roll into a ball. Her shock of ginger hair and sardonic grin promise a good time for anyone brave enough to try.

She came over to fuck, but because we are not animals, we had a coffee first. You’d think at this point in my mid-life-slut-phase I’d be used to those awkward getting to know you chit-chats, but hey, what can you do.

I [NB] fucked a Tinder date [T] in the laundry room while my girlfriend slept upstairs

This story starts about a month or two before my now-ex and I broke up. I’d recently opened up my many-year relationship with an amazing woman. Unfortunately, lesbian bed death took this relationship probably around year two. Don’t get me wrong. Bomb-shell of a woman. Great sex when we actually had it, just not enough to keep me in after-hours, near the end there.

My now-ex and I came to the agreement I could fuck other people outside our relationship. Whoever I wanted, just no “dating” and no sex in our shared home. I started talking to several people. I was particularly intrigued by a sexy trans woman who was also in a committed/open relationship, similar rules. The main issue: we had no place to fuck. We talked all day for about three days before we couldn’t take it anymore.

We met up around 11 pm and made out in a nearby park. I felt her up and bit her neck until it got too cold to be out. Walking home we could both tell we really wanted to fuck. She took me to her car and we began touching each other. I needed more, but we were parked right in the back of my apartment. Too risky. She drove us around looking for something more private. No luck. She dropped me off back at my place and bit her lip. I couldn’t let her leave.

[MF] The After Party

Keiran is my oldest child. My doctor gave me the choice to have him delivered on any of five days in early July, so he arrived strong and healthy on our second wedding anniversary. All his life the two holidays were celebrated as if they were one great event. Mom plus Dad equals Keiran.

Our milestone 20th anniversary and his becoming legally an adult were always going to be the biggest party yet, and the bash at our house went on past midnight. Our two families spent generously on a catered meal, a small dance band, and an open bar. The last guests didn’t stumble into their rides home until 1:30 in the morning. My exhausted husband had nodded off at a little after midnight and his second bottle of wine. Keiran wasn’t far behind, and was asleep fully clothed on his bedspread. Despite Keiran’s age there had been some drinking game between the two of them as midnight had approached, and obviously they’d both lost.

My sister joked, as she was leaving, that I would have to wait a day or two for the wild sex every anniversary night ought to include. After I locked up and turned off most of the lights, I made my own unsteady way upstairs.

Craigslist Success: The Married Teacher [MF]

This happened about 7 years ago, and while not the first time crossing the lines physically outside of my marriage, it was the first time I had sex with a woman other than my wife. To make sure this point is clear, I lost my virginity to my wife while we were dating and then went on to marry her. So up until this story, she was the only woman I’d ever had sex with.

I had been toying with the idea of finding a friend with benefits for a while, and had met up with a few women here and there, but none of them seemed to be what I was really looking for, and aside from some make out sessions, fingering, and blow jobs I was still looking for someone. I ended up posting an ad on Craigslist and I was brutally honest with where I was. I indicated I was married, and tired of being alone.

Back Room Fights 1.5: Barb vs John (Mixed MMA) [Str8] [MF]

“All right folks, we’ve had a night of great fights so far but I think this last fight will be a real treat. We have a grudge match between a man and his ex wife. The ex wife doesn’t like how his much younger girlfriend has been posting pictures of the two of them on social media. When words couldn’t reach a conclusion the two decided to resolve their differences in the ring. The fight will be MMA style and will continue in rounds until a fighter submits or is out cold. The winner will receive a cash prize as well as twenty minutes to perform whatever sexual act they want on the loser.” Most of the crowd were deep into their cups at this point of the night but still let out a cheer for the terms of the fight. “Now in the red corner. She is 5’8’’, 185 lbs, and 38 years old. Everyone give it up for the newly ex-housewife Barb!”

[Question] A quick run-down of things

So what genres are allowed? And what are things like [Aftercare]? And is that how you tag posts on here? Sorry if these are stupid questions, but I have some story ideas I want to get out to the world.

[MF] Remembering my ex. (Part 1)

I am a 24-year-old brown guy, 5’8 tall, average body, brown eyes. Have a full beard and hairy body. It was a usual weekend, I planned to hang out with my ex (from here on Anita) at her apartment. Lucky for us, her flatmate was visiting her parents and we had the whole apartment to ourselves.
She is the prettiest girl I have met. 5’7 feet white girl with long wavy red hair, blue eyes like the sea, petite body, perky breasts, a cute bush down there and a wonderful smile with dimples. She’s very kind and caring and very kinky in bed.

We were hanging out watching Friends when she said she had a surprise for me and went to her room to change. She came out in tight leather lingerie, sticking to her skin and her hair in a messy bun. I was turned on instantly at looking her as she spun around and got down on her four and started crawling towards me. I laid back on the couch and she got right in front of me and spread my legs and pulled down my trousers. Her hands on my thighs as she smiled and started licking on my underwear, making my dick hard and trapped in my underwear. Her eyes fixed on mine as she pulled down my underwear and shifted her gaze to my uncut cock as it sprung up into action. “I love how it does that,” she said.