My wife and I and the unhappy neighbor [MFM]

There were a couple of requests for my own hall pass story. I’ll probably post that one next, but I wanted this one first.

This takes place a couple years after we had opened things up in our marriage. We had gotten on the main adult dating websites and had attended a couple of hotel parties. We were getting more comfortable with ourselves in this world, but we still had a strict “keep it out of the neighborhood” rule. But then we bent that one a little.

To set the stage, we were involved socially with a group of couples in our neighborhood. Most of us had kids around the same age, which is how we got to know each other. Sometimes the wives would do a girls night out, and on one of them after some drinking, the discussion turned to some of the more adventurous experiences they had had. One of the other women, call her Kelly, admitted to having a threesome with her roommate and her roommate’s boyfriend in college. Of course my wife, feeling no pain, told the group that we had had one also. Thankfully she didn’t talk about everything we done, but it put it out there that we were maybe least a little adventurous. When my wife told me about it, I was initially a little angry because we were trying to keep things quiet, but it seemed to blow over with no consequences.

My Name Is Alex [Gay] [mM] [bd] [Mdom] [anal] [oral]

My name is Alex. I’m a professional BMX racer, I do mountain climbing in my spare time and can bench press 350 pounds. I can run a mile in less than five minutes. I’m not saying this to brag, I just want you to understand that I’m kind of a big deal. I’ve taken on just about everything the world has to offer and there isn’t anything I can’t handle. That’s why I thought booking a gay sex dungeon would be a great idea.

Hold on, let me back up a bit. First, I’m not gay. I’m strictly all about the pussy, which I can get, any time I want and as much as I want. I’ve never seen a dick and thought, “You know what? I’d really like to give that a good sucking”. Body hair is a total turn off. I can’t do it, limp noodle. Disgusting. So why did I book a gay sex dungeon? Well, a few months ago, one of my surfing buddies had the nerve to call me a Homo. I laughed it off and called him fucking stupid. No big deal. But, the more I thought about it, the more an idea kind of came to me.

This is wrong

It has been five years since I am in Pune. I still remember the day I cam here and when my dad came to drop me. Teary eyed, he was having hard time saying good bye to his only son. Frankly I too was feeling bad. After all his Abhi was going to stay alone in an alien city for the first time. Abhi for Abhimanyu that is what all use to call me.Why my parents decided to name me after a person who was killed in battle still baffles me. I tired asking but never found satisfactory answers. I had never been out of my hometown which means I was never out of their eye sight for a long time. The most I can recollect is when I had to go for some school camp which was about three or five days. My mom is a very sentimental person, so when I told her that I had to move to Pune for my job, she did not talk to me for the whole day. My mom cried so much when I was leaving that I almost had a change of heart and decided that I better live with my parents with some meager salary than work for some reputed company. After all what is the use of all the money when you don’t have your loved ones with you to enjoy it.

First degree burns [FM]

I was a late bloomer — though like Eric Idle in The Holy Grail, I got better. But as of the summer between senior year and starting university, I still hadn’t seen a naked woman in real life. This was a source of constant angst and shame, as a painfully shy giant nerd with a raging libido.

So almost 30 years ago, my family was on vacation, camping on one of the barrier islands of Florida. This was the worst kind of hell for me. I liked camping, but I preferred mountains and forests. Also this was hundreds of miles from all my friends, my computer, my carefully assembled stash of dead-tree porn (USENET porn existed by this time, but I wouldn’t have access to that life-changing piece of technology for another couple of months), and the softcore wonders of late-night Cinemax. Worst of all there was no lube, and absolutely no privacy — and back then a *conservative average* of my jerk-offs per day was around three.

PAYS TO BE HONEST [mf] [facefuck] [oral] [squirt] [creampie] [pregnant] [rimjob] [swallow] [facial]

Yeah you can get laid if you misrepresent yourself. If you meet a girl on Tinder, OKCupid, Bumble, Hinge, and tell them what they wanna hear, you can sleep your way through town. “Oh, I’m looking for a long term relationship, too!” Put in the required “three dates,” get up in them guts, and then fire off a, “I’m not feeling this” text.

But that’s shitty and manipulative.

It’s best to sprinkle your truth everywhere. Put it in your bio. Make it known early on that you’re not looking for anything serious. When they ask what that means, you can tell ’em, “I’m not looking for a relationship. But I’m also not looking for a random one night stand.”

Let them figure out the rest. A fuck buddy? Friend with benefits? Yeah. You’ll stockpile a pretty hefty inventory of girls who want dick on the regular while they’re also out there searching for Mr. Right, which you’ll explain is not you.

But they’ll dig your honesty. They’ll appreciate that you’re not like those other guys who put in the standard “three dates,” and then dump them. You will have a loyal customer base, so to speak. A loyal customer base like …

The Dream Date [MF] [Toys] [Teasing] [Public] [Dom/Sub]

Just a quick note, i did write this on mobile, so if there are some grammatical and flow errors, I do apologise. Other than that, enjoy.

I raise my hand and knock on your door. I have been looking forward to our private date night for a while now. When you open the door, I suck in a breath. Your deep marine blue dress elegently flows against your skin as you step out. “You look stunning.” I say as i lean in for a kiss, my lips gently pressing against your own.

I sigh as we break the kiss, my hand travelling to the small of your back. “Shall we?” I enquire, walking us towards my car. Unlockingit, i open your door for you, helping you inside. As you step in front of me, I give your ass a firm spank, making you jump. I chuckle a bit and gently close the door once you are in.

Stepping around the car, I open my own door and get in. Starting the engine, I look across at you and smile. I lean over and kiss you again, my hand playing with your hair at the base of your neck, pulling you closer to me. You moan into the kiss as my free hand plays with your left breast. Gently cupping and squeezing it as our tongues duel.

[MF] Fucking my true love (part 1)

OK this is going to be quite a long story and a slow-burner and will be continued in another post. This happened 9 years ago and nearly caused the break-up of both of our relationships. This woman is still the centre of all my fantasies and i think about her daily. If things had been different I’m sure we would have stayed together and still be together now.

I met this young lady (named Sarah) through another lady at work (named Lauren). She was a friend of hers and she turned up at our office Christmas party. To be honest I’d already fallen for her before i even met her from Lauren talking about her. We bought Secret Santa gifts that were usually quite risque for people in the office and Lauren had received a blow up chair with a dildo attached to it, we’d all laughed and Lauren had turned to me and said “My mate Sarah would LOVE this”, this piqued my interest in her “Oh yes tell me more” i replied. “Oh you’ll love her, she’s got boobs as big as her head!” Lauren laughed “She coming to meet us later so you’ll get to meet her”. Of course by now i was REALLY interested (come on what bloke wouldnt be?). I was late 30s and Lauren was early 20s, i presumed her friend would be about the same age.

I watched a black dude and his girlfriend [MF] – exhibitionism

During my last years in college, for a brief time I worked the night shift part-time at a small chain hotel. There were only about 70 rooms, and between 11 pm and 7 am I was the only employee on site. I would basically check people in until around midnight, sit and watch TV in the lobby for a couple of hours, and then start helping the early birds get checked out around 5 am when then breakfast staff person arrived. It was a pretty easy gig There was also an indoor pool pretty much attached to the lobby, but it closed at 11 pm.

I [M] have had a sexual awakening and now I’m a regular Dom for multiple women

So I doubt guy stories get as much traction on here but I had to share my story with the world. I’ve just had so much fun over the past year and I want to do it more and more.

So about a year back, I split with my long term girlfriend. Even while we were together I displayed more of my dominant tendencies. She was lovely and gorgeous but couldn’t handle anything more than light play. Eventually, we split for unrelated reasons and I was free to NYC.

Shortly thereafter I met a lovely girl named Anna on dirtyr4r. We talked and the chemistry was instant. Every night we talked about the filthy things she wanted to do to me until the day finally came one weekend in a hotel. Her goal was to make me cum at least once in all of her holes but she got far more than that. I love anal training so I took her ass twice. Blowing a load inside both times and plugging her up to take her pussy and mouth as well. Her reward for being a good slut was her pussy being eaten for a half hour until she gushed on my face. It was incredible.

That one time [M]y brother’s g[f] and I…

I don’t know when the attraction started, but it was clear as day that it was
there. You were forbidden in every way: my marriage forbid it, your relationship
did… and that it was to my younger brother made it a even worse.

But… the attraction was there.

We had flirted before, subtly, just looks and a few hinting words, and late into
the night before after everyone else had gone to bed we got quite a bit more
open about our mutual attration. You were very clear that you wanted me, and
there was no question that I’d jump into bed with you in a heartbeat. Like our
other, milder flirtations, these were just words.