[F4M] Remembrance of Things Past

We had been apart for several months, sustained by phone calls and Skype sessions and scantily clad picture exchanges. Our sexual energy was pent up. The longing and desire we felt for each other was thick and had permeated us to our cores.

He came over to mine shortly after landing at the airport, and we hugged and embraced in the driveway. Arms wrapped around broad shoulders I had buried my face into. He smelled of cedar and orange and leather, a subtle cologne. I smiled as I pulled my head back, my face in his face and our noses touching playfully, my lips grinning from ear to ear as we kissed deeply. Desperately. The kind of kisses that should not be done in the front garden on display of strangers.

Inside the safety of my little cottage, we talked for some time on the sofa. His large, strong hands caressing my bare arms. One of my hands gently placed on his knee. “I just want to look at you for awhile,” I said to him, my legs crossed on the sofa, facing him. My heart was racing from the joy of rediscovering him; this new-again lover with the weight of history and lightning bolts of anticipation running through us both.

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Craigslist causal encounter yields me [m] a hot woman’s panties [f] and later more

About 10 years or so years ago I posted an ad on a popular site in a section called “Casual Encounters.” I really did not expect anyone to reply to my ad and I had no expectations of anything. My ad, of course, was the product of my high sex drive and perhaps the hopes of thrill. It read: “I want your panties. Young, white, professional male has a thing for beautiful, natural women. Let me buy your used panties from you.” I submitted the ad and thought little more of it. But about an hour later I received an email with the title “I think you want my panties.” The email included a photo of, yes, you guessed it, a hairy pussy and a short description: “27 year old woman growing her hair out for the winter is willing to sell you her panties.” The email was signed “xxxo, Carrie.” Yup- triple x o. I was floored but at the same time highly skeptical. I thought for sure that ‘Carrie’ must be a creepy old guy. But, what the heck, I responded that I was interested and once again, much to my surprise, I received a response from Carrie. We agreed to meet at a public place the following Monday that was relatively close to my office. I was to bring some money and Carrie was to bring her panties. I asked her to be very discreet and to make sure the panties were in a bag and not visible to the general public.

After a hectic day

Dave smiled to himself as he maneuvered through the evening traffic. It had been a hectic day at the office, and he couldn’t just wait to get home to Jane. He drove for about five more minutes before bringing his car to rest in front of their apartment. He opened the door to meet his girlfriend waiting for him already.

“How was your day Dave?”, she asked as she crossed her arms and smirked. She was dressed in a silk robe that stopped just above her knees, and Dave was certain that she had no underwear underneath.

“It was fine baby, we d–“, she cut in sharply.

“Call me mistress”, she flipped her hair and grabbed his tie, Dave smiling wide as they bounded up the stairs quickly.

“Take off your clothes”, she spoke authoritatively as she locked the door behind them.

“Yes mistress”, he replied as his hands started working rapidly to take off his clothes. In a matter of seconds, he was naked, Jane circling around him as her fingers rubbed the hard muscles on his chest.

“Ha!”, he let out a sharp moan as she reached down and grabbed his cock, giving it a gentle tug as blood rushed to his loins.

Seeing my mom…

My mom Erica is 42-years old and has aged extremely well. She is always careful about what she eats, regularly does yoga, gym etc maintaining herself well. She is tall, about 5′-9″, with a full curvy body that looked spectacular on her tall form. She has a beautiful gleam in her blue eyes. Her figure is 36-28-34 and she has mid-back length black hairs.

She said she was a Holy Roller, but that’s not how she rolled [MF]

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Christy came into my life like a photo bomber. She had a way of showing up in the picture and I had no idea how she came to be there.

She was friendly with, Janice, a woman who lived in my apartment complex. We were on ‘waving and smiling’ terms. Over time Christy, who was often around, signed onto the ‘waving and smiling’ practice. So I now had two waving and smiling acquaintances. That’s how it progressed for a while, with the occasional smiling, then waving thrown in.

They were both attractive women. Christy, more so. Imagine a slimmer version of Kirsty Alley combined with Amy Adams; shiny black hair, soft grey eyes, pert nose, a glowing complexion and an electric smile. She wasn’t slim, but she carried herself well and seemed comfortable in her skin.

From what little I knew about them, I gleaned that Janice was a wine distributor and Christy was a buyer for a wine store nearby. One night the store was hosting an event featuring ‘wines of the world.” I’m an avid cook, but when it comes to wine, I drink what’s in front of me, so I thought I’d go along and learn something.

Anna Succumbs to Neighbor’s Cock

This is a good one … a long build up, but worth the wait!

“Sunday Funday” and a few too many cocktails leads to a couple fucking in front of their neighbor:
“Bob was staring right at Anna, watching as I made love to my wife. That wasn’t what shocked her though, what shocked her was the fact that he had exposed himself, and was jerking off as he did. But beyond even that, was the alarming fact that Bob was massively hung.

His hog was enormous, maybe eleven inches long and incredibly thick. His large hand was pumping away at his member as he watched me penetrate Anna. We both noticed his size immediately, and it stunned us equally. Bob saw us gawking at him, and apparently felt the need to speak.”

The takeaway: Shy, reserved wife can’t stop thinking about her neighbors “hog” and eventually succumbs to it … many times!

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Sweaty after work sex [MF] [feet] [oral]

“I’m so hot!” Sophia announced as she breezes into the house.

She’d be at work all day, a key worker, and it’d been roasting hot. I’d looked up from my now familiar position on the sofa where I’d set up base for the past two weeks since lockdown was announced; the trigger seeing me move into Sophia’s place.

She did indeed look hot. In both meanings of the word. A smart dark grey dress, black tights and smart black buckle shoes, tight but not too tight, showed of her incredibly athletic figure.

Her long auburn hair glossy, tied back but with a little fringe stuck to her face where she’d been sweating in the April heatwave. Her cheeks were flushed highlighting her freckles on her face and shoulders.

I heard the fridge door open and the clunking of a bottle on the kitchen side and clinking of glasses being taken from the cupboard.

Sophia reappeared. A pair of glasses and a frosty bottle of Prosecco in her hands, she smiled and told me what a busy day she’d had, hot hot it’d been and how badly behaved her class was today.

The morning

It’s early morning, the sun is slowly starting to rise as a faint orange light overcomes the room. The warm pink blanket covers you’re body, you feel a hand slide across your tummy. You turn to look at me but I gently push you back, a smile appears on your face.

My hand moves from your tummy up to your chest. It softly rubs your nipple getting them ready for whats to come. You reach down and lift your top up and over your head as i run my hand up and down your thighs, your purple lace panties still on.

I love the feel of your body, maneuvering around the little bumps and I feel the goosebumps on your legs as my hand moves over your hip bone back to your tummy. I love my body closer to yours, you can feel I’m hard already as I rub up against you from behind, we cuddle for a minute as I kiss the back of your neck.

I roll you over onto your back, the room becoming slightly lighter as my lips move from your neck to your breasts. I softly bite your nipple, mmm you moan gently. While my mouth is occupied my hand slides down your panties.

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I travelled 4,000 miles….to get steamy in a public hot spring! (Part 2) [FM]

This is Part 2 of my tale of holiday romance in the Colorado Rockies with a man I’d met on another holiday in Greece the year before. Part 1 was about how we had sex for the first time after a year of anticipation! I really appreciated all your positive responses!

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It was a few days into our road trip through the Rocky Mountains, and we’d arrived at a well-known hot spring with a clothing-optional policy once the sun had set. We’d spent most of the day either in the hot springs, laying in the sun, or having delicious sex in our tent. After almost a year of waiting to meet again, we couldn’t get enough of each other.

So when the sun finally set, we were already exhausted. But the opportunity to get naked in public gave us a second wind and we made our way back to the springs. Even out of the water, I was already wet: he’d taken to making me walk in front of him so that he could watch my ass, and just knowing that someone was lusting over me just for walking normally made me feel unbelievably sexy.