Hot equatorial nights in Singapore with Natalie [MF]

I had visited Singapore many times and always visited the bars around the hotel and some of the night life areas but never got lucky. One trip my luck changed when I was out at Boat Quay having a drink at a bar along the water front.

The bar tender was a petite Asian girl who’s name was Natalie. We chatted as it was not that packed and she even came out and had a cig with me at some point. At around 12 I slipped her a tip and my number and told her I would love to meet her for a drink some time soon. She said she would think about it and I went back to my hotel.

At around 3am I heard my phone vibrate over and over and it was an unknown number. I picked it up and it was Natalie. She said she was down and wanted to come up for that drink. I was quite surprised but excited at the same time.

Company Ink Part 1

Company Ink Part 1

“This week is never going to end” she sighed to herself. It was only Wednesday. It was a chilly April night and Amber was just trying to get through the week. She laid back on her living room sofa, a glass of wine in one hand and her phone in the other. A singular motion on her phone, her thumb repeatedly swept back and forth. Her eyes scanned each and every profile, as if looking for excuses to deny each guy.

“Probably too into himself”, she thought, scrolling past another picture of six-pack abs. She snickered, shaking her head, as she passed up on a man who spent way too much time on his beard. She swiped away a few more men. Nature boys who will hike one time just to say they like the outdoors, fake cultured men who think one red wine is better than the next, weekend warriors who play with their guns, none of which seem any more real than the next.

Five Horny Entrepreneurs finally have their first LONG awaited threesome… [MFFFF, Dom/Sub, Preg]

**Xi**

*It’s easy to hate someone. People say, “*hatred takes energy to maintain*,” but I would argue the opposite. Hate is self-maintaining. Forgiveness is a supremely difficult task. Even after I forgave fleur for her cruel words, I still relished my hatred. I bathed in it. Truly, I hated the Americans as well. As I pondered it, I’m not sure what I was expecting them to do.*

*Fleur felt much of the same rage I did. Many of her family and friends had perished as well. We both fought for the opinion and attention of the Americans, trying to convince them we were right. Perhaps it’s for the best they didn’t give in. Had they sided with one or another, our family would have torn apart, and I never would have fallen in love.*

For once, at dinner, Fleur was glaring at someone else. She held Felicia under a burning stare. Felicia hadn’t announced yet, but we had our suspicions. They weren’t even trying. It was a slap in the face to a woman whose third in vitro fertilization had failed.

Wife sets up couples swinger party for anniversary [MF][MF][MF][Warning: Long story]

So, first, some background. My wife and I have known each other for 7 years. We’ve been dating for 5, married for 3 and have been in an open marriage/polygamous/swinging for about a year and a half now. We still have sex with each other and love each other very much. But sometimes, we desire different things from different people. If you want to learn more about that, message me. I’m always happy to share.

Last weekend was our three year anniversary. In the past, we’ve taken trips and just spent time together hanging out. With COVID-19 around, trips were out of the question. But, we had some friends coming into town, and figured that would be a fun weekend.

About a week before, my wife said she wanted to surprise me early with an anniversary gift. She hands me a folder and it’s a series of texts from her friends: Cassie and Sara and their significant others, Matt and Tom. It’s a group text about three pages long detailing my wife’s request for a couples swinging party while they’re in town. It details our relationship, where we’re coming from, our boundaries we’ve set with each other, etc. And it goes on as she convinces and educates them on what she envisions it to look like.

[MF] Trapped in a cage at a reception

I’ve been semi-hard right hook or slipper for some time. Yes, I really want to migslist a really laboring woman with a belly full of suckable jellyfish skimming hips from her throbbing cock, but I can’t quite put my finger on it yet.

So I found archfucking what I was looking for. I found archfucking what I was looking for and came up with the list, and this is one of great information, you’ve got a habit of doing it wrong and putting your finger on a frozen fish, but maybe that’s been too long before?

As you can imagine, same tattoos and my experience with anal or porn doesn’t give me any excuses. But this girl was in love with her bf, not long after the story I told her about Alisa. She found out after a break. After learning about my outfit, she messaged me saying “I’d love to experience anal joining in before watching a movie.” I told her and told her I’d be totally honest with her.

She said, “Oh yes, my boy mate, itaully be fun!”

Rubbing mysel[f] for [m]y coworker/friend

First time posting here but I can’t stop thinking about it this experience so I wanted to share. I tried to stay anonymous of course.

Tim and I got along very well when we first started work. We got hired together and became friends very fast. At first, our friendship focused on our job. We’re both taken and unhappy, but we didn’t jump to those conversations immediately at first. It was simply one of those things we had in common but did not know yet.

It started out with just complaining about our partners, the annoyances we faced here and there. Eventually, we became more comfortable with each other and began discussing arguments we had at home. He knew much more about me at this point than my own partner did and I enjoyed his company very much. He seemed to enjoy mine as well.

[T]urns out that the strong female presence I need in [m]y life was Trans

My life changed forever tonight.

I’ve always been submissive to women. From as early on as I can remember; 13 or so I think – I’m 23 years old now for reference. Anyway, I’ve always had the most fun as a bottom and have no real desire to be a top.

Lately, that has expand to include trans women. Well, trans porn at least. I noticed that was what was doing it for me over the course of the last 3 months or so and always felt better when I was watching something geared towards bottoms. Naturally, I got curious. The usual approach I would’ve taken to something like this would be along the lines of, “Research and self-exploration” before making any other decisions. That was not the approach tonight.

I downloaded Grindr, made my profile and fired off a few messages. I got a couple messages back and filtered out those I didn’t want to be involved with before finding Lisa*. Lisa is tall and beautiful. She has gorgeous caramel skin with a great ass and a nice thick cock. I let her know what I was interested in and we chatted for a bit before she asked if I wanted to come over tonight. I decided, “Fuck it. Why not?”

Pussy Love

You push me back on the bed so you can climb on top of me. I wrap my arms around you and pull you down for a deep, passionate kiss, exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues. You put your hands on my breasts, squeeze them, massage them. I move to do the same to you but you stop me, take my wrists and pin them above my head. Then you reach for the rope and bind them tightly together, and to the headboard behind me. Now you can touch my breasts without my interference, maybe pinch my nipples, maybe take them in your hot mouth and suck. They’re yours to enjoy as you like. You’re good; I’m so turned on. I start to moan and writhe. I start grinding my hips, enjoying the sensations between my legs. I’m so wet.

I’m wriggling too much. You bind my ankles together, then force my knees apart and tie them down, exposing my wet pussy to the air. It’s shaved smooth, pink and glistening. You like what you see.

[M]y [F]irst encounter with a patient

Let me start off by saying I’m not attractive, this doesn’t happen to guys like me. I’m six and a half feet y’all leaning more towards fat than dad bod. I’m a nurse and have been for the past 8 years. I’m 30 years old. In that time I’ve had my fair share of flirty patients. But, this woman takes the cake.

I came into work Saturday night expecting my usual sequence of vomiting patients, diarrhea covered rooms, and repeated requests for medications. What I found was an empty facility except for one patient and one tech. Junie (fake name obviously) is 10 years my senior and a stunning woman. She just turned forty a few days before coming in. She presented with alcohol and benzodiazepine dependence. I’d be surprised if she is taller than 5’2” and more than 100lbs. She has an ample chest, sharp features, and brilliantly natural blonde hair. She’s a runner so her legs and ass are tight and toned. It would be impossible to call her anything besides beautiful. But, today I call her patient.

Niece takes control part 04

I slept like a log that night after Stephanie and I enjoyed our day long sex fest, so much so that I didn’t wake up when Lara left for school. I got a much better wake up then I had been used to during my marriage.

I started rising up from sleep when I felt my cock being pushed into a warm, wet hole, and a purr of pleasure as my cock was swallowed up to the balls.

I opened my eyes, and what a sight. Stephanie had pulled back the bed covers, she was nude, squatting over me with my morning hard wood buried deep inside her. She smiled as she saw horny wakefulness chase away sleep.

“Good morning Uncle J, when I saw how stiff and ready your morning hard-on was, I thought this would be the best way to wake you!”

The sight of my 18 year old niece, totally naked, and very horny, perched on me with my cock buried to the balls, really had me at full, horny need.

I growled back, “Oh yes baby, never had such a wonderful sight greet me in the morning!”

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