[MF] i had my first anal ever with my beautiful neighbour

So she is a blonde girl, really fit, she trained long jump at the time, she has small boobs, green eyes and she is really cute. She is 2 years older than me so i had a little crush on her throughout our life. So the postman always put their mail in our mailbox and usually i would go to their house to hand them the mail. I would give it to them and that is it.

This time i went there to hand them the mail just as usual and she opened the door in those short athletic shorts and a t-shirt. I love seeing her in those shorts. She asked me to come on in for something to drink. We were in her living room drinking juice and no one else was home. We had a little talk i asked her about her sports and stuff. We ended up in conversation about our love life and both of us didnt have a partner. We began talking about sex and both of us didnt have sex in a long time. She sat close to me on the couch and i was already rock hard. I could feel the tension building and she leaned in to kiss me. I was really shocked and it felt like my dream came true.

A Firm Hand (Part 1)

**A Firm Hand (Part 1) by A. G. Ellis**

You call me and say you want to meet. You’re horny and need release. You’re craving satisfaction. I tell you where to meet me, but I want proof how ready you are. I don’t want anything in my way. I tell you to put on a skirt or a dress, and remove your bra and your panties before you arrive, so I can feel your excitement immediately. You agree, and I can already hear the tremble in your voice.

When I first see you, you are wearing a skirt as instructed and I can tell by the hang of your shirt, by the way your nipples play on the inside of the fabric that you aren’t wearing a bra. And I can see how your nipples poke, in the way your cheeks and chest are flushed, that you have been thinking about me the whole time since our call. I watch you as I follow you in, see your bare legs, the way your skirt dances around your thighs, and I know you’ve done everything I’ve asked to get prepared.

Awakened by Dawn’s Cheating Light (MF) (Cuckold)

A fantasy of sorts that I wish I had been able to live out with my husband. Perhaps sexy, but hopefully entertaining. Enjoy…

Dawn walked into her house in a daze after work that day. She was later than usual. Her typical routine of changing into more comfortable clothes and starting dinner before her husband arrived home from work was disregarded. She immediately sat on her couch and stared blankly into an imaginary abyss.

That’s where her husband found her sitting. His words finally snapped her out of the self-induced trance that she had put herself in. “What’s wrong? Are you OK? Did something happen?” finally registered in her head when she felt his presence beside her and his arm around her shoulder.

She turned her head to look at him. Tears began to fill her eyes. “Oh David, I’ve done something terrible. You’re going to hate me.”

David looked at her with concern. He rubbed her back and urged her to explain what could be so horrible that he could possibly hate his beloved wife of almost 20 years. Had she robbed a bank? Struck a young child with her car and fled? Has she pushed someone off of a tall building?

Undiscovered Worlds: Cruise (MF )(Expansion)

I was working on this on Monday as a writing exercise, but it was so easy to write. It was so amazing.

Anyway this has some light expansion and sex. I feel like the story has more chapters to it be you d this short story.

I am going to be on Twitter [@brandedtoe](www.twitter.com/brandedtoe).

There was so much formatting issues as well so I apologize if I missed anything.

[MF] I (M24) am sexting a MILF (F42)

I never expected to post something here, and it might not be the most exciting posted here, but I still felt like sharing.

I have “met” this woman online and we have been talking for like 3 months now. She is from Brazil and one of her first messages was to have dinner together when she’d go to Europe this summer. We have talked a lot since then and I don’t know how, but we also got this running joke of marrying rather quickly.

I always feel like people are lying when they describe an older woman here, but this woman is for real gorgeous. She is Brazilian, with dark brown hair that stops right above her shoulders. She has a cute smile and her body is just something else. She has a pair of amazing (fake) tits and also an ass to die for.

She has a couple of tattoos and a few weeks back I asked her about them. In return she sent a picture of the tattoo on her stomach. She is in absolute grate shape, and even though you can’t see anything in that picture, you could tell she was naked. A couple of days after that she shared a great view of her boobs and face, and a few days after that she shared one wearing an open blouse, showing her bra.

[M]y [F]irst time with my ex wife

My relationship with Kristina had been an interesting one.  We met in college when some mutual friends were actually trying to set us up with other people at a party.  We spent the evening talking and found that, at that time, we had some common interests and goals, and eventually made our way back to my house.  Since I was one of the older guys in my house I had the privilege of having my own room. That had some great benefits on this night and a few others.  When we arrived to my room I opened a few beers and we carried on talking for a while on the couch, and eventually things progressed to us kissing, and pawing at each other like teenagers.  We continued the fondling in a slow escalation with our hands over our clothes, but soon I had a hand under her sweater and felt the softness of the skin on her back, and as that happened we turned so that my back was against the back of the couch so that she was all but laying on me.  She in turn, reached down to stroke my length over my jeans, then began to fuss with my belt buckle.  Ultimately, things progressed to the point to where she started to slide off of my lap and to her feet, but not before she took hold of my shirt and pulled it over my head.  Once standing, she walked over and locked the door, turned and walked back toward the couch grabbing her beer.  She steadied herself, took a big drink, looked back at me and winked.

My ideal bi MMF some day in Dublin or London (Fiction) [Bi][MMF]

Hi there, many thanks for reading!

I’ve been on the scene for a number of years and enjoy meeting interesting and adventurous straight, bicurious and bisexual couples and women who are non-pushy and looking to enjoy fun and sensuous adventures. I live in both London and Dublin.

I try to meet couples and women who are easy-going and enjoy how to have open minded sensual fun. I understand completely that each couple have their own boundaries and always respect them. I’m always happy to meet with people beforehand if they wish, in order to relax – and hopefully create a fun and shared common bond. Equally I am confident enough for those who just wish to dive right in.

Throughout my life my fantasies and desires have changed as I’ve gradually fulfilled them and have found myself with new ones – so feel free to ask me what they are right now.

I’m the kinkiest person alive and very open minded, have also done quite a lot (bi, mmf, dp, fetish, leather, latex, crossdress, strapons, s&m, cuckolding, dom/sub/switch, clubs.

I take an approach to life that everything should be tried at some stage – and tried more than once to ensure I got the right opinion! :)

Claimed in a Parking Lot: A True Story [consensual non-consent] [creampie] [primal] [wrestling] [chase]

I needed it. I needed the pain, the fear, the catharsis that comes from being claimed. I needed teeth and hands on my neck, someone to pull my hair hard enough that I cry out in pain, someone to rape me. I needed to turn off the voices in my head, the self-hatred, the shame. I needed someone to claim me.

I was still fairly young at this point, scarcely eighteen, and living with my family. Due to a long series of events, a ton of my self-esteem came from my sexual appeal, so I used my body the best I could. And that certainly worked–I’m a 5’3 curvy half-Asian chick with glasses and long black hair. I discovered BDSM online at the age of fourteen, but I know it’s been in my veins since I was a kid.

I…also was not very bright. (Still am not very bright.) I went on a lot of misadventures–got into a lot of stranger’s vehicles, slept with a lot of strange men, and was occasionally paid for it. Looking back, I can’t believe I’m still alive. In fact, not long after the events of this story, I would find myself locked in a cage by a 43 yr old Dominant that I’d met maybe an hour beforehand, surrounded by strangers that largely didn’t speak English. And then wound up being his masochistic submissive kitty for four months. But, that’s a story for another time.

My Neighbor’s Wife (MF) (interracial) (cuckold)

I was walking down the hallway to my apartment when I heard “hey can I talk to you for a minute?” If he wasn’t looking dead at me, I would have just kept walking. I took my earbuds out.

I knew this white guy lived in this building but hadn’t really talked to him before. “What’s up?” I respond tentatively. He seemed a little nervous, which made me regret stopping more.

“So.. um… what do you think of my wife?”
“Oh.. um.. she’s nice I guess.” I turned to walk away, confused by the conversation. The wife was pretty hot actually. Probably out of his league, but I never really thought too much about this couple. “Hey, wait!” He called keeping up with me. “Can we talk in your apartment quickly?” To which I flatly replied “no”.

“I just wanted to ask if you wanted to fuck my wife.” That at least got me to stop and shoot him a confused look. More controlled in an undertone, he said “she has seen you around and wants to fuck you.”
“What? Why?” “She thinks you are sexy and strong, probably really big, and would fuck her really good.”

Tied up and held for ransom [MF][mast][oral][nc]

I joined the Army National Guard right after highschool. After basic I used my signing bonus to start working on a bachelors from a for-profit university. Pretty quickly I was activated and deployed to Iraq. After that I did two tours in Afghanistan. After a roadside bomb rolled me all around the inside of an armored vehicle, wrecking my back, I took my leave of the army. I finished the last 6 months of my IT degree and graduated. Unfortunately the degree from that miserable school was worth less than the paper it was printed on. The only jobs I could find all paid $10 per hour for graveyard shifts. I had a couple months left on my security clearance so I applied for contract work with a company that did IT for the State Department and military. In two months I was back in Afghanistan. Six weeks in I was out in BFE doing a network install at a school when we were attacked by Taliban forces. I was captured. I spent the next several weeks being carted all over the mountains of northern Afghanistan. The whole time I was minded by a guy I called Rat.