Couple small notes: It’s now been 2 months and 5 days. As for the double penetration, it is happening tomorrow (I am excited!!). We are all traveling from the holidays today and I want to be able to take our time and not feel rushed.
[M]y wi[F]e is beginning to embrace her sexuality
I’ve posted before about some of my experiences both with my wife and with other women. She has some health issues that make having a reasonable amount of sex difficult for her. But we started working with an anti-aging/functional medicine doctor in another state who is excellent and we’re both getting stronger and healthier. Her, modestly better. Me, I’ve gotten dramatically stronger and re-energized, which is a bit of a problem. My sex drive was reasonably high before, now it’s getting back to where it was when I was in my 20s. We’re in our mid 50s now.
But another issue I never wrote about here was her sexual inhibitions. There were/are a lot of things I’d enjoy us doing that she wasn’t comfortable with. For example, she had a strong aversion to the word and concept of “fuck” or “fucking”. She viewed sex through the lens of “making love”. Well, sometimes I enjoy making love, having sweet, gentle, loving sex. And sometimes, I want to just take my woman and fuck her deeply, roughly. She didn’t want that. When we first got together and started having sex, one time I asked to do it doggy style and she said she didn’t enjoy having me enter her from behind, it felt unpersonal and cold and dirty to her. Ugh. So we worked around it and I found other women to satisfy some of those needs.
The Walk of Shame
I probably should’ve just left after I gave Nick his blowjob, but we snuggled together and I fell asleep. When I woke up, the sun was starting to peek through the windows of his room at the fraternity. I look at the clock on his desk and it was just after 6 a.m. I poked him in the ribs.
“Nick, honey, wake up,” I whispered, hoping he would offer a ride back to the Tri Delt house, but he didn’t budge. I caressed his face with my hand.
“Nick, baby, I gotta go,” I said. He moaned softly and rolled over. Great, I thought. He’s not even going to wake up to walk me out. He’ll just open his eyes and I’ll be gone. From the frat boy perspective, it would be a perfect morning-after.
I slowly pushed myself out from under him and stood up, my legs slightly wobbly. I knew I started the evening with panties, they couldn’t have gone far. I looked under his desk, under the couch, lifted a few cushions. Nothing. My dress was draped over a chair so I gingerly picked it up and stepped into it, pulling the snug fabric up my body. Oh, well, I thought, he can keep my panties as a souvenir.
The start of an open relationship- part 1
Elise and Chris has been dating for awhile and had a really great relationship. Elise was 5’10” and about 140 pounds. She was thick in all the right places. She was 34C and had a 40 inch ass. She had shoulder length blonde hair and wore thick rimmed glasses. Chris was about 5’8” and in decent shape. He was definitely punching above his weight class with Elise because she was a real head turner and got a ton of attention whenever they went anywhere.
So Chris has a fantasy about Elise fucking another guy. They were hanging out one night when he told her that he wants to see her flirt with another guy and maybe more. Elise said that she would try just the flirting and see how that went. A few weeks passed and Elise told her friend Maria about what Chris had said. She thought it seemed kind of fun and encouraged Elise. Maria was 5’3”, 110 pounds with a super tight body. She had long black hair and very tan skin. She was an A cup but had a great butt.
[MF] Ski bunny memories
This all happened about 10 years ago.
I grew up in an East Coast state with a big ski culture in the mountains. A friend’s family from college owned a nice house at one of the ski resorts and he had it for a weekend between Christmas and New Year’s. Since I was only an hour drive away, I got the invite.
It was fun group of myself, my friend, his girlfriend, two other couples, and his girlfriend’s younger sister. Most of us were early 30s, except the sister, Stacy, who was 26.
We all showed up sometime during the day Friday. Some got in a few runs, but we largely met at the house then hit the downtown for dinner and drinks.
Saturday morning was rough, but most everyone got up to hit the trails. I don’t ski, so I slept in and then rented snowshoes. Because I lived local and also work part-time doing catering, I offered to collect money and make a big dinner for everyone.
Forgive (m)e (f)ather, for I have sinned… Pt 1.
Not a bone in Gwen’s body was religious at all. Organized religion went against everything she knew and felt, however, somehow her mother had dragged her to a midnight mass on Christmas eve. *Why am I here… I’m never agreeing to this again…* She pouted as she thought about her netflix and wine waiting at home, while mother sat beside her blissfully unaware. The room began to fall silent as a man took his place behind the podium. He had wide shoulders under his robe, salt and pepper hair and a stubbly face. *At least I get to look at something appealing while I listen to this droll…* He began mass by leading the congregation in prayer. That was where Gwen began to tune out. She tuned back in while the choir was singing. They were amazing and brought tears to her eyes. *Ok fine, it’s not totally horrible…*
Chloe The Office Toy
I ran my fingers over the dildo and my nipples began to visibly stiffen,“oh fuck look at it Liam, its massive and its not even inflated yet, mmmm”
My eyes met his and I smiled, “I cant wait to get this home” I bit my lip suggestively, my fingers still tracing the shape of the thick black rubber cock.
He just stared at me, his erection bulging visibly in his trousers.
“mmm Liam I have a naughty idea, maybe I could try it out here?… would you like that Liam?”
Liams hand strayed to his fly and he gripped his hard cock though his pants.
“Oh fuck.. oh fuck yes I’d love to see that” he gasped
I ran a hand up my belly and around my tightly wrapped tits, gently pinching my stiff nipple while my other hand lifted the dildo out of the box.
“Oh my its so big I think I might need you to help me with it”, I said in a sultry, pleading tone.
I Fucked to close a Business Deal, and I got Screwed [MF]
Yes, both ways.
I’m a woman who works in a male dominated industry. Part of my job is to poach top talent from one firm to another. I’m a recruiter, so long business trips, life on the road and putting up with a lot of bullshit. Being a woman helps… as I often trade sex to close a deal. Most of the time, it works. But this time, it didn’t
This year, I met this potential recruit. He’s a big deal and would have been a total coup for me, if I closed him. Normally, a firm would send a delegation of a team to pitch him. Fancy spreadsheets, large signing bonus, wine and dine, all that. My company tried and failed to do that. He gets pitched all the time. Again, big fucking deal.
By chance, I ran into BFD at a conference. He’s the type who “appreciates” a young pretty woman. Normally, BFD would brush me aside. Too inexperienced, too stupid, etc… But when you wear a short skirt and a push up bra, that buys you some more time to pitch. That was enough time to get another meeting with him. Fuck, I’ll take it. The commission check on him alone would be enormous.
Vacation with my bf and his best friend [MF]
A little backstory. I am a 23 year blonde who is very outgoing and loves to make new experience. My boyfriend and I have been together 5 years and this is the story of how I ended up fucking his best friend on vacation.
Earlier in the year I went to Cuba with my boyfriend Adam and his best friend James. The three of us have always been very close. We would hang out all the time and James would often crash in the bed with us after smoking or drinking. So one day we were all on Adams bed talking about how we should go somewhere hot before the holidays. We googled around, found a cheap flight and hotel so we booked a 6 day long trip. We were so excited we started packing the next day.
Now to be honest I have always been attracted to my boyfriend more than anyone but his best friend has always been hot to me. I was excited to pack all my skimpy bikinis and shorts.Low cut shirts, my boyfriend liked to show me off anyway.
The Day I [M]et the Love of My Li[F]e
No one expects Tinder to generate any kind of quality connection anymore. I [M] certainly didn’t. But I’d been divorced for two years, hadn’t had ANY intimate contact for longer, and the bar scene looked like an STD slideshow in a high school health class. So, I gave in and put that iconic fire icon on my home screen.
I knew to manage my expectations. The internet was very clear: being a guy trying to get a date on Tinder is almost as difficult as trying to become a professional athlete. So, I didn’t get my hopes up.
But soon it became a game for me. If I were a hammer, puzzles would be my nail. Learning the best Tinder-game strategy kept me going back, kept me swiping even when I never matched. For example, I knew that I couldn’t compete on looks alone. But if I showed some personality in my pics, my probability of catching a lady’s attention would bump up. Thus, my main pic was me pointing over my shoulder at Christmas decorations in a store with a” WTF” look on my face (it wasn’t even November, for godsakes!).
It turns out that was a winning strategy.