My husband lets me sleep with whoever I want so long as he doesn’t have to know [FM]

When I was young I was a standard horny girl. I spent lots of time on tumblr dreaming about celebrities and kink. Then when I was finishing high school I started dating this boy and we got married right out of college. On the day of my wedding I thought I would only ever have sex with one man.

Our libidos never matched up. In high school, he was the one who initiated sex, but I initiated everything else. Anal, kink, mutual masturbation, sex tapes. All me. He was weirded out, but we love each other, so he went along with it. Eventually though I got tired of asking and felt gross for making him do those things.

That culminated in a conversation a few years ago. He’s never been a jealous person. When he caught me in an especially kinky masturbation session, we had a long discussion where he said he didn’t really care if I saw other people. We don’t need to talk about it, and I had a more active social life anyway, so it worked out well. He wouldn’t have to wonder whether I was getting dick or drinks with the girls, and I wouldn’t hassle him for sex more than he wanted. He didn’t set rules, and frankly that’s made it a lot more fun to indulge.

Two friends who have flirted but never gotten intimate…

I looked over at you at the party. You were wearing a black dress with your legs out and heels on. I knew I shouldn’t. We were both attached at this point. We’d had a couple of close encounters in the past but certainly hadn’t seen each other in a while. Just some light flirting but nothing that went any further. You looked amazing. The dress hugged your figure and of course the heels emphasised all the right parts of your body.

I took a sip of my drink and sat alone watching as you got yourself something from the bar. I needed a break from socialising. It was fun but could be draining for a natural introvert like me. I noticed you make your order, smile at the barman, then watched the look on his face as your eyes held with each other for a little longer than a throwaway encounter normally would. Damn. Your Hazel eyes tended to have that affect on guys even when you were wearing your usual big, thick framed glasses. He turned away to get you your drink. You placed your elbows on the bar and lent forward just a little. This simple gesture pulled your dress even tighter and and brought out the shape of your ass just a little more than usual. Christ. You looked amazing. Just as you said a flirty goodbye to to the mesmerised barman. You turned around, looked briefly around the room and your eyes set on…me. Shit. Was I staring?

The Desert Rogue [F] [Fantasy][bd]

Kiara slips over the wall and delicately drops onto the soft sand. She looks about quickly, her long braided black hair touching the ground as crouches cautiously. She stands up and dusts off the sand from her outfit. She moves quickly, her silken slippers leaving footprints in the sand behind her. She had on blue baggy pants and a tight Bandeau covering her breasts, a long scarf pulled over her mouth and nose.

She silently darts between buildings, slipping into the shadows as she looks around at her surroundings. It was unlikely anyone was here, but she still took her time, not wanting to miss anything after coming all this way. Her light silken clothes swishing about her as she moves, thankful for the cooling in the harsh city.

She makes her way through the mystical city, it had been quite an ordeal to find the place, but soon she will have untold riches. Suddenly through the distance of sand filled and deserted streets she sees a figure, her breath catching in her throat as she darts into a doorway. She watches trying to see what it was but nothing seems to be there anymore. She starts to make her way again, unable to shake a feeling of being watched.

My Daddy Used Me

Wet lips brushed the side of my head, drawing me out of my sleep. I recognized the soft feel of them, their gentle touch. Daddy was home.

“How are you baby girl?”

I smiled and snuggled back into my pillow, not quite ready to give up the peaceful sleep I had been in. “Good,” I mewed. The heavy bed sheet on top of me lifted up and pulled back, exposing my shoulder to the afternoon chill.

“Good.” Daddy’s voice was thicker than usual, rough and gravely. More of the blanket came off, revealing my breasts and the dip of my waist. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” My hip was uncovered now. “What are you doing?”

Daddy’s hot breath rolled over my skin. “I told you,” he spoke into my flesh. “I missed you.”

“Stop it Daddy.” I tried to put some frustration in my voice, but it just came out playful. Darn it. I wasn’t ready for Daddy to come home yet. I just woke up. I was still sleepy. I hadn’t showered. In another hour I would be all ready, but right now? I just wanted to go back to sleep.

I love being held down and forced [F]

I was sitting there, waiting and wondering how we would start… I knew he was a Dom and I knew that I had never realy been with one in person. Apart of me was very nervous, while the other part of me was really excited. He went and grabbed a few drinks for us, i declined the drink because I would be driving home in a few hours. I couldn’t help myself and started kissing him right away. He was already so hard and long. Things got heated when he grabbed me, flipped me on my back and started taking my clothes off, calling me a good girl. He told me he will be putting it in my ass and that i would enjoy it no matter what. I was scared but so excited. He started spanking me and telling me i better be a good girl which really really got my head rushing. Being spanked hard by an older man was making me a feel a way i never imagined. He had me bent over and by this time i was in handcuffs. He slide it in my ass while holding me down, I was screaming but didn’t want it to stop. I loved how he held me down and made me take it in my ass. He told me he was going to cum and I didn’t fight it. I licked him clean after and now crave even more of a dominant man. He slapped me and spanked me. Told me to take his cock all the way until i felt like puking. This is a true story and my video shows some of it.

Our First [FF]M part 1 – TC20(2.1)

Hello readers! We are TC20, a married couple with alot of wild adventures to share. We have been swinging for almost 7 years now, and we have been married for 5 years. This is our 2nd adventure and this time we were looking for a ffm after the first mmf.

To narrate this story properly, i will use pseudo names to avoid any confusions. I am using common names of our locality. I, the male from the couple am Ryan, my wife(then girlfriend) is Ria and our mutual friend who is our partner in this adventure is Sadia. Let us begin..

Sadia and i have been friends for a long time. We have done alot of classes together. We even had FWB relationship before i started dating Ria. She is a mocha skinned petite, with deceptively well shaped tits and a pussy to die for.

Ria and Sadia somehow became good friends during our 3rd year of university. They were doing classes together and shared a lot of similar interests. Ria was aware about my Fwb time with sadia but it ddnt bother her a bit. Rather she found the idea of me and sadia in bed to be very hot.

How I [M] got paid to tutor [F] part III the new students

The payments had been great. It was by sure a new perk to the job. The academic year was getting close to being over. I have so many stories from the year, but honestly it is a lot of the same–hot mom sex, and getting my math teacher cock sucked. It had always been just the two of us. Occasionally she would call and just offer a little something extra on the side, or it might be a quick hand job in the car after we both got done at the community gym. I was not going to be one to complain.

I had just deposited my cum in her mouth when she looked up at me. I knew this was not going to be a normal thank you for you cum kind of moment. She looked at me and said, “I hope you don’t mind but I told a friend about how you have been helping us out with the math. She is taking a math class at the college a couple hours from here, and well she is not doing well. She needs a passing grade to keep herself going.”

I (30) fucked [m]y cousins barely legal [f]riend (18) in a garage.

Every year again, and again I learn the same thing that summer and summer vacations are a different universe. People are completely out of control, relaxed, half naked and ready for some summer adventure that will give them will to live for the rest of the year. A lot of those people flock to my seaside village in a bay on a magical island where life is good and everything is light and breezy. Smell of salty air, sound of waves and seagulls, house music from the beach bar makes me extremely relaxed and keen of summer fling with some domestic or foreign beauty. It is not unusual of locals to bone several of those girls searching for local dick to better their stay and improve the experience. I work very flexible job that allows me to work from home so I choose to stay there for at least 2 months and enjoy my life.

Curious [MMF] ex wife sharing with friends

So my ex wife and I used to have a very active and wild sex life that included swapping, group, orgies and so forth. After the kids were born, we toned down the activities to more secluded ones when a sitter was available. Those sessions were mainly threesomes with friends of mine. I dont mind sharing if yall are interested.

A quickie in the canals

The thing noody ever seems to mention about Amsterdam is how green it is. No, not that green! I mean how clean an eco-friendly the place really is. The Hague has absolutely stunning canals. We would be fools not to want to take a boat down these gorgeous water routes.

I cant remember the last time I saw you grin so much. You’re so light headed im amazed you could even walk, let alone stand. Then again, you wasnt the only one eating arguably the most potent brownie ove ever had in my life! We somewhat waddled hurriedly to the canals to rent a boat in what seemed like an eternity to even a sloth.

I spotted a pretty boat that had a nice cabin on it. It cost a pretty penny too but I figure it would be worth it if either of us decided to nap on the way. As we got on the boat the friendliest man alive greeted us (could have been the cookie making him so friendly for all we know) and quickly explained that the private cruise we chose was down one of the longest stretches of the canal. We didn’t mind since it would end up near our hotel.

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