A Brief Foray Into Polyamory: My Arab Wife and Her Two Best Friends – Part 3 [MFF]

Names and some details have been changed for anonymity.

People in the story:

Myself (Saif): M – Arab – Late 20s
Wifie (Aisha): F – Arab – Late 30s
Dominatrix (Maysa): F – Arab – Early 30s
Girlfirend (Sarah): F – Arab – Early 30s

Aisha and I decided to throw a party at our house as a thank you to Sarah for hosting us the previous weekend. All our friends came over including a couple of guys for once. There was a lot of sexual tension between the three of us but we kept on acting as normally as we could. After drinking for a while and snacking on the the snacks we provided everyone decided they wanted Pizza so I said I’d head over to the closest mall and pick up pizza from Papa John’s so we wouldn’t have to wait for ages for delivery. Sarah volunteered to keep my company and we headed out. We made the order and decided to go for a walk around the mall while they prepared our pizza. We were just chatting normally and with some liquid courage I asked her if she would like to have a threesome with me and my wife. She just briskly responded with “Yes”. I held down my excitement and we continued our normal conversation, picked up the pizza, and headed back to our house.

I [24F] had a sexy dream. Woke up my husband [23M] to fuck me. [MF]

I woke up in the middle of the night. We were already naked, him spooning me, one muscular arm wrapped around my stomach, the other around my breasts. My mind tried to grasp for the dream that I had left behind – whatever it was, it was *good*. I tried to hold on, but it slipped away quickly, the way dreams do, except for a few flashes – my arms had been pinned above my head. A mouth had been moving over my body, kissing, sucking, gently teasing and then forcefully taking, searching down my body and stomach towards my clit. And I was *wet*. A dream wasn’t enough, I wanted it to be real.

He was asleep, but his cock was already hard, pressed against my ass. Thank god for morning wood. I very gently ground against his crotch, wondering how far I could get without him waking up. I wanted him to wake up with his cock in my mouth. I gently unwrapped his arms from around me, then turned so I was facing him, wrapping my leg over his. His body was hot against my smooth skin. I ran my hand over the muscles in his thighs, feeling his powerful legs, then let it rest around his cock. God, he was so hard already, and he wasn’t even awake. I wanted it, badly.

The Camgirl Part LXXVI: Why Don’t You Just Ask? [Exh] [Voy] [Msolo] [Fsolo] [Anal] [Oral]

**LXXVI: Liam and Blake**

Liam couldn’t help feeling just a bit awkward as he watched Blake set up her camera and laptop. She had six minutes left until her show began.

*You were the one that asked to stay in here, idiot.*

He’d been able to keep himself occupied while Blake got ready for her show–making her bed, arranging her pillows, doing her hair and make-up and picking out an outfit to start the show off. He’d offered to help, but she’d told him that getting ready for her show was part of what helped her concentrate and get in the right frame of mind. Though while choosing outfits, she’d admitted that she’d refused his help partially because she was worried she’d find a way to distract herself from getting ready.
Now that she was almost there, however, Liam found that he didn’t know what to do.

*Does she want me to watch? Ignore her completely?*

Liam didn’t know if he could do either. The former would be hard to do without touching himself, and he didn’t want to risk making her feel objectified by him–even subliminally. The latter…his headphones were noise-cancelling, but he didn’t think his ears would be able to take the volume he’d have to turn his music to in order to block out Blake’s noises completely.

A Brief Foray into Polyamory: My Arab Wife and Her Two Best Friends Part 2 [MFF]

Names and some details have been changed for anonymity.

People in the story:

Myself (Saif): M – Arab – Late 20s
Wifie (Aisha): F – Arab – Late 30s
Dominatrix (Maysa): F – Arab – Early 30s
Girlfirend (Sarah): F – Arab – Early 30s

A few months passed since our sexy time with Maysa and it was only brought up once between Aisha and I. Everything seemed to have set itself back to normal. One day we found out my wife was to be sent to Japan for work by her company for a few weeks. I took time off and tagged along. Since she worked for most of the day I would spend time touring and would walk into any sex store I would come across. One thing I can tell you is that Japanese sex stores are off the chain. Every day I’d come back with a new toy or outfit knowing that my wife would probably only try it once or never use it and I was cool with it (I like collecting them).

My lust[f]ul teenage girl on girl experience. True story

I wanted to share a story because it’s one I think others may appreciate.. hopefully lol. I’m a happily married mother in my thirties, but to this day, I still get so turned on thinking about my first experience with another woman when I was younger….this is an absolutely true story. Only a few details have been changed to keep anonymity.

Both Eve and I were 16 when we met one summer working at a restaurant in a tourist town. She was a local, and I would come with my family during the warm months to our lakeside cottage. I got a job mostly to make some extra cash and meet people so I wouldn’t be so bored. She and I hit it off instantly as friends. We worked in the back, washing dishes. Spending our time sneaking out to smoke weed behind the building, listening to music while we worked, and spying on cute guys out in the dining room. She introduced me to a group of people from the area, and it turned out to be a great summer, looking back. But the thing I remember most is our night after we had been at the beach all day…

A Brief Foray into Polyamory: My Arab Wife and Her Two Best Friends Part 1 [MFF]

Names and some details have been changed for anonymity.

People in the story:

Myself (Saif): M – Arab – Late 20s
Wifie (Aicha): F – Arab – Late 30s
Dominatrix (Maysa): F – Arab – Early 30s
Girlfirend (Sarah): F – Arab – Early 30s

My wife and I are best friends who have been together as a couple for about a decade now and are very much in love. I’ve always been a bit of a freak in the sheets (pretty much down for anything that doesn’t involve bowel movments) while she has been more rigid (missionary or nothing) due to a strict upbringing with a negative view of sex. Sex has been pretty much our only issue in our relationship and it goes in circles of her trying to do better for a week or so and me shutting up for about a year then asking her again to try to make more of an effort. We had so much good that it wasn’t really a biggie.

A Fun Physical Therapy Session (For Women)

You walk into the facility to receive your physical therapy. Given your recent back problems, you are absolutely thrilled to be going in for your last appointment. The woman working at the front desk smiles like always, asking if you’d like the usual. You nod, playfully saying you can go for a double session today. She looks down for a moment, smirking. “Well we do have the male masseuse in today. Normally we would put it on your bill but he is about to end his services. I’ll check to see if he can take care of you, on the house!” she playfully smiles and you think that this is going to be a really relaxing session. The woman eventually tells you to go into room 5. You look a bit confused, as there were only 4 rooms that you knew about. “Oh no, the 5th room is around the corner. It has a bigger bed for patients to lay on, that’s where the masseuse normally provides massages. Its better, away from all the chaos in the office.” She giggles. You shrug and go into the room. Another staff member follows you. “Please make sure to take off everything but your underwear and lay on the table.” You do so and, after laying face down on the table, she covers your body in a warm towel.

A Lesson to be Learned [MF] [BDSM] [Discipline] [Spanking] [Choking]

I’m rearranging and checking the tools on the bed for the 13th time when I hear a knock on the hotel room door. It’s not that I’m nervous. I want everything to go perfectly this afternoon. I’ve got such plans for you, and to be frank you’ve earned all of this. The pleasure and the pain. I finish fiddling with the toys and check myself in the mirror, smoothing down my tie, making sure my shirt is tucked in and my hair is under control. I open the door to see you standing there looking nervous but gorgeous in your black dress with the flower prints. Around your neck is a delicate red ribbon with a small ruby heart pendant on it. To most who see it it’s a sweet piece of jewellery. To us it’s a symbol of our relationship. You are my submissive who wears the badge of ownership of her Dom openly for all to see. 

Milk Maid

Cynthia laid on her bed and patiently waited. The blind fold covering her eyes was starting itch, especially around the top of her noise, but she new better than to give into the urge to itch it. Her breeder would be arriving any minute, and the blind fold was his request. To remove it and then to have him walk in would be disrespectful of his wishes. He must be a politician, Cynthia thought, they were the only ones that ever asked for blind folds. Sometimes they would wear masks, but if she wanted to, she could find out who they were. She had once been bread by the Prime Minister of New Houston, a planet as far from here as one could get in the explored universe. That was when she was just a young heifer, not even a first-calf heifer. His seed never took, but it wasn’t long before another breeders did, and she moved up in the whore food chain from heifer to milk maid first-calf heifer. Now she was a full fledged cow, even though it had been well over a year since she had been successfully bread. Maybe if she played her cards right, today’s breeders seed would take and he might even take her as a concubine on…on…where was she again? Oh, that’s right, Relgavix.

Immersed in a new world [mMMF][cuck/hotwife/slutwife][swing][exh][oral][voy]

*This is a repost.*

We had this posted in our own sub and x-posted here, but our sub was banned because J forgot to check mod messages – thus the posts are gone too. Oh well.

This story is written as sort of a letter to my girlfriend (C), who’s memory of the evening is a bit blurry. This is technically fiction, but with a healthy dose reality at 80%.

You were intrigued, but now you’re completely immersed. It’s our first visit to the swingers club. I’ve been part of it for quite some time before I met you, and have since managed to get you intrigued. Now that we’re here though, you’re completely immersed in this world.

It was our first visit to the swingers club that I used to go to before I met you. I have since not gone because you haven’t been comfortable with it. You’ve always expressed openness to it though, which is why I held off I suppose. A blanket statement of “no, never”, would have meant we weren’t compatible.