Kinky couple [30M/29F] had first Bi [MMF] last night with random redditor [25M] (told from female perspective)

Let me preface this with a bit of a backstory. I have been with my partner for nearly 2 years, living together for 7 months. We have an excellent sex life, but I’ve been known to be insatiable at times. There’s literally never been a time that I was not down to fuck him. This led to me developing many fantasies over time just because I love and crave sex so much… having a threesome was consistently at the top of my list. Male or female, I really didnt care (though if I’m being honest, I really really wanted to be DP’d). I was always too embarrassed to ask my partner though so I just watched a lot of porn to keep me content. 

Imagine my surprise when I find out 2 months ago, that my partner is heteroflexible and enjoys giving blow jobs from time to time. Obviously, this opened my mind to a whole new realm of possibilities and kinks. I, now more than ever, needed to share another cock with him so after a few conversations, we agreed to start the search. He asked that I take the reigns and find a nice, clean guy for the two of us because since this would be my first ever threesome, he wanted to make sure the focus would be on me. 

Encounters With My Neighbor. Part 1 and 2. [MF] [first] [agegap]

I included the video we made during part two on another post.

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This all started about 3 weeks ago.

I moved into my quiet little neighborhood about 5 years ago. On one side of me is an older retired couple (think early 70s) that spends most of their day doing yard work and openly bitching at each other. The other side was a rental home that eventually got sold to a nice family that at first I thought had about 5 kids. When they moved in they were everywhere from about 24-16. Our houses are RIGHT next to each other so as I was out doing yard work that day I kept kinda passing them by and doing the friendly “hi new neighbor” wave and smile as they all passed by carrying boxes. As things settled and people drove off I got talking to the husband, who was probably about 15 years old than me in his mid 50’s(I’m 40). He asked if it was just me in my place, and I told him I was single and live alone. He mentioned having one last kid to get out of the house and hopefully send to college, and we spent some time talking about what we do for work, having similar jobs and all.

My [M] memories of Squishy [F] – A twitter friend who liked aggressive sex, became a sexting partner and engaged me in multiple IRL trysts. PART 1

Ok, so this is a burner account because I’m going to discuss shit that my family, friends, and workmates don’t need to know about. I’ve decided to write a full account in order to stir my memories of the experience. I have broken this story into multiple parts. It begins with flirting, progresses very quickly to sexting, and eventually we engage in a lot of fucking, which I’ll give detailed accounts of.

I know you’re here for the sex, so I apologize for the fact that there will probably be a ton of unnecessary details in this story that aren’t very erotic. But I’m writing this for me, mostly, so ??‍♂️.

A Plesurable Way to Get a Raise [MF][Voy]

It all started when a new boss was transferred from the
head offices in San Diego to the branch office where my
wife Gina works. About a week after he arrived Gina
began coming home and telling me about her new boss, a
rather stately gentleman in his early sixties, and about
his noticeable interest in her body. It wasn’t surprising
to me that a man would take such an interest in her.
After all my twenty-six year old, five foot nine, auburn
haired wife is quite attractive to say the least. She
regularly works out at a fitness club, keeping her
36-24-35 figure in firm and fabulous shape, and her
weight down around 124.

Although she has an extremely attractive body, she did
nothing to draw attention to it during workday hours.
As a matter of fact, Gina was always adamant about
wearing very ‘businessy’ clothes to work. Although I
would have loved to see her in something sexier than
her gray or blue business suits as she went off to work,
she made up for it in the evenings or weekends when she
wore her sexy outfits for my pleasure, and believe me,
its a pleasure.

Sub week day 1 [mf] [d/s] [gfd] [femdom]

Day one of the Mrs being the domme:

First things first your cock is no longer yours but mine, she says. You nod while kneeling before her. Fully unclothed as she walks slowly around you running her fingers over your shoulder. She’s fully dressed from her long day at work.

She says so you’ve dreamed about this for awhile huh? Why did you decide to mention it while I was at work? You can’t quite figure out how to word it as she steps in front of you. She puts her fingers on your lips and says shhhhh I know your not the one for words with a smirk on her face.

The only issue is that I had to sit at work all day soaking wet texting you. When all I wanted to do was go and hide and cum. Do you know how hard it is to work when all I want to do is cum my little slut? You nod, knowing fully well because she would tease you and send nudes while you were at work.

[MF] A little trail and some houses.

Hey male and female sluts,

Don’t know where to start. But I have a confession to make and a story to share. It has been some years since that happened, but I still think about that night.

I was 22 and my former girlfriend 20. We had a great evening with a lot of friends in a bar. We laughed and drank, played some pool and drank more. We had been together at that time for almost 4 years. And the sex was always great. But we have never done anything anywhere but inside our bedroom.
It happened that night. And it changed our sex life for the next year to come.

So we were partying, drinking and just having a good time. The bar was within walking distance to our flat. Due to that we decided to walk there and maybe take a taxi for the way back. At around 2 am we left and headed home. But we decided not to take a taxi but to walk to clear our head a little.

New [f]riend in Vegas

I was in the train from the terminal to baggage claim when a handsome dad in a suit stands beside me. He’s sharp, clean cut, I had noticed him on my flight from Dfw, and he says hi. We chat. Both here for business. Staying at hotels across from each other on the strip.

“We should share a cab” He says. Indeed. I told him I’d never seen inside the Bellagio, where he’s staying. “Why don’t you come in? I‘ve got a great view of the fountains from my room, you should come see it”He’s smooth. Real smooth. Or maybe I’m just horny…

The Night I Became Genghis Khan [MF]

I was sitting in a hotel bar on a Friday evening, minding my own business and pairing a whisky with some puzzles on a new app I just discovered, Brilliant. The week was finally coming to a close, and I needed some time off. The company I was working for was going a hard push trying to meet some end of quarter goals, and it felt like the process just wouldn’t end. Meeting after meeting after interview and I was drained. I had turned down some plans to hang out friends, knowing that I wouldn’t be high enough energy to really enjoy going to a show. Just didn’t want to be a buzzkill. And that’s how I ended up at the hotel bar, enjoying a cocktail and doing Brilliant problems. Little did I know that sitting and minding my own business would lead to what is, to this day, one of the hottest nights and peak sexual experiences of my life.

Improvement Plan.

This is in the same universe as that outline, _but I don’t know anything about golf_. There is no farking yet, but there will be.

This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to any real person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

McKenna and I were talking on the firm’s email system.

“Character, this is straight-up unhinged. I will never use any of this, ever.”

“Before I begin, I have a speech disorder and I wish to take more of my speech disorder meds.” I did so, and I continued, asking, “am I being confronted?”

“No, you are not being confronted, you are being corrected. I refuse to have 72 husbands.”

“Okay, you can have 72 spouses, 40 of them grown men,” and I do a quick calculation on the calculator, ” and 32 of them grown women.”

“No, I already have a husband.”

“Okay, then we only need 39 extra grown men, and 32 more grown women.”

“No, I’m not a lesbian.”

“Okay, then we only need 39 extra grown men.”

“No, I’m not interested in more spouses.”

“Maybe if you had 7 sons?”

Boston Neighborhood part 2 [MF] [VOY] [MAST]

The next couple of weeks were boring. The normal evening routine returned with closed shades and no more peep shows. I saw Amanda a couple times coming back from a run or at the convenience store and she’d smile, say hi but walk right on past. It was obvious she didn’t want to talk. But again one night at the same local bar our paths crossed again. This time she was sitting at the bar across from me with her boyfriend. I was with a couple of buddies from work and I couldn’t help but be distracted by her. She caught me looking a couple times, at first I looked away nervously, but she didn’t, she kept looking at me while her boyfriend was watching the game on the tv. Finally we just wound up staring at each other blatantly..she smiled very slightly once she held my gaze then went back to her boyfriend. I was distracted the rest of the night up until the point her and her boyfriend left. She didn’t make any eye contact when they left but still I couldn’t wait to get home to see if she was going to give me something to help release my tension.
I stumbled home with a bit of a buzz, I noticed her apartment was dark already from the street. Perhaps I was too late. Settling into my apartment I sat on my couch in the dark having a beer surfing the web. I was partially regretting leaving my buds, in fact I felt a bit foolish. I kept glancing over, while the apartment was dark the shades were open but I couldn’t see any movement. I was training my focus between Amanda’s apartment and the random porn I was surfing. I was sitting in only my boxers and began playing with my cock. Something grabbed my attention and I looked over to see a dark male shadowy figure in Amanda’s apartment. It was her boyfriend, he had gotten up from below the view of the window and went into the bathroom. I realized her bed was below the window where I could not see it. There was a crack of light in her room as he must have left the door a bit open. Enough light for me to see her sitting up on her bed now. Her back was to me, she was naked as far as I could see, her long hair pulled into a ponytail. She turned around and looked out the window, in my direction. I watched her as I had before concealed by the darkness of my room, stroking myself. She smiled a bit and I realized the light of my laptop was giving me away…my heart skipped a bit as I realized she could see me sitting on my couch, with my cock in my hand. But Like the bar neither of us broke our gaze. Not until the short burst of light from the bathroom momentarily lit up her room. The boyfriend walked out of the bathroom and I quickly slammed my laptop shut. It was one thing for her to be seeing me but not him.
He walked through the bedroom to the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of water. For a moment I could see he was naked and I got a glimpse of all of him. He returned to her room but before he laid down again I saw Amanda sit up, she took a swig of the water while sitting in front of him. It was hard to see but I could make out their silhouettes. She handed him back the bottle and put her hands on his hips. Then her head moved forward and I watched as she took his cock into her mouth. Her hands moved over his stomach and thighs finally grabbing his now hard cock. She sucked him slowly and deliberately . He didn’t move other than his hands running through her hair and his head tilting back. He was definitely a grower and she let her mouth move up and down every inch. I was sitting on my couch, not wanting to move at all for fear he would see me. But I managed to slip my hand down slowly to my cock and stroked in rhythm with her head bobs. Fuck this was hot. At one point her head tilted to the side, letting his cock free as she stroked and she looked right toward me. Then she looked up at him and began her final assault. She sucked faster and deeper and I could tell by his contortions he was close, so was I. I was determined to for us to cum together. Imagining it was my cock she was feasting on. Sure enough I saw his knees buckle, his hands push her head onto him more deeply and her hands reach around him…and that’s all I needed. I covered myself in cum, one shot reaching up over my shoulder as I watched her swallow every bit. Then she pulled back and again she looked over toward my windows his cock across her lips. There was a moment or two of no movement before I saw him hand her the water bottle and lay down next to her. That was it, no more action after that as I pictured her in his arms. I cleaned up and went to bed thinking my rent was way too cheap for a view like mine.