My wi[F]e exposed on a fetish meeting. Long story

For a longer time my wife asked if i would like to go to a swingers club. She had fantasies about being exhibitionist and show her sexuality and body for others to see and have sex while others watched.

We both like kinky play but not using whips or other inflictment of pain. Bondage and edging is our kink. I had looked where we could go and found a club where quite some bdsm couples also meet. I send an email to the club owner and asked a few questions wich she gladly answered. In our playing we switch depending on the mood.

Ellen had a few times where she drove me nuts for days, denying me an orgasm. Time for me getting back at her. I emailed the clubowner a question about setting up a cage in the middle of the lounge area they have. She was fine with that and promised there would be one waiting for us. She would also invite regular bdsm couples and tell them about my idea of having Ellen in the cage naked and have her beg for everything. If she would be thirsty, beg, when hungry, beg etc. We agreed to a night it all would come together.

Married professor blackmailed by janitor [FM] [Blackmail]

My red stilettos spread to opposite ends of a polished oak desk, feeling a layer of goosebumps shudder across my body as I look across the lecture hall that reverberates every gasp and sigh from my parted glossy lips. Although we’re alone I feel a rush for each moan that could ring across the corridors, for each slip of my leggings down the polished oak desk and every gentle breeze from the open windows. I pace my dark red nails across his bobbing curly hair, tracing my way down from my cut down bumps to the jet black stripe that grows into a brown shade as it leads to my pussy. The longer his tongue swirls my clit into an itching pleasure spiral the more I loose control, I’m pretty sure that I lost my knickers and lanyard in the mess but I couldn’t care less. He ceases and looks up at me, “Am I doing good Mrs MacKie”, I only respond by pushing the back of his head into me.

Deliciously Awkward [MF][Voyeurism]

Her eyes have always haunted me. There is a power within her gaze that was unique to her, or at the very least, I felt unique under her deep scrutiny of me. I haven’t felt the feeling of of her eyes upon me for ages, it has since only haunted me in my long memories of her. Yet, for the first time in what seems like an eternity, I feel that gaze again, her gaze again, and it is like a punch to the gut; my body and soul feel the same, deliciously awkward feeling under the weight of her devouring eyes. That feeling of being stripped bare, visually enjoyed, caressed without permission, and fucked senselessly while the passing crowd goes by unaware.

Anyone that knows her, if you were to ask them, would tell you that her eyes were brown. A few might even go so far to say they were a luscious brown. Either description would be understating it, by quite a lot. From someone that suffered under their scrutiny for days on end, someone that came to know every mote of her irises intimately, I can tell you they are not brown, not even a luscious brown. No, the color of her eyes are a soft amber to get permanently trapped in. Trapped along the shards of fiery agate that line her golden irises. There is only the slightest shape of almonds with her eyes. She rarely decorated them with any eyeliner, and never to my knowledge did she encumbered with mascara, for her lashes were long and thick all on their own.

I’m going to let a guy that previously fucked my wife (cheating)… fuck her again in a [MFM] threesome.

I’ll try to keep this short but hit all the key points. Basically, my wife (35F) and I (44M) have been together for 8 years. When we first met, she was also sorta dating a guy (25M) she used to work with. I knew about him and even met him a few times (he worked locally at a place we went to often) and didn’t really care back then. Once we moved in together, she claims she stopped talking to him but I later learned that she was still seeing him a few times per year. I eventually called her out on this and she admitted that she “met him a few times but nothing really happened” claiming they just hung out and had lunch and talked. I never believed this as I knew they had fucked before and this guy was still young and horny. But I had no real proof. I decided to let it go. Since then, it’s been a few years and we’ve done some swinger activities, and had a threesome. Our sex life is now very good and she lets me do whatever I want really.

[FM] Breaking in my New Car

So about two months ago, I got my first car. Obviously, I was pretty excited about finally having one of my own. On the first ride home, my bf mentioned how we needed to break it in by having sex in the back seat and in the passenger seat. Obviously, this got me kinda wet. But we didn’t really make plans for it. It was more of a joke. Now, my bf has fucked in the back of his SUV plenty of times. (Literally more than I can count). So I definitely wanted to.

About a week later, I had to drive to the river to get a water sample for class. I took my bf with me cuz it was midnight. On the way back, I parked in front of our public library. He looked up from his phone confused. I gave him a smile and told him I thought it was a good night break in the car and to get in the back seat.

Sara’s Self Discovery Part 5 [BDSM] [Oral] [Anal]

As we were walking I once again fell behind and watched as the wind would lift the rear of her skirt exposing her bottom to any who cared to look, and a few did so, often with classic double takes as they suddenly understood what they were seeing.Catching up to Sara I said that I loved the looks of the other people when they saw that you had no panties on.

One older gent walked face first into a lamp post while trying to decide if what he saw, was what he thought he saw, it was all I could do to keep from laughing out loud.

We entered a small boutique that handled local artisans clothing.
OK Sara, look around and let me know if there is anything you like.

Sara picked out a beautiful handmade silk scarf that had a sea green motif that accented her pale white skin.

I told her it was as beautiful as she was, however I want to make it look more beautiful.
As I said this I pulled from my pocket Sara’s collar.

“Please, not here, not now.” She said.
“Turn around.” I said.
“Yes sir.”

[MFF] Colombia Life… Planned Threesome, ended up fucking her 18yo friend while she watched

**Intro**

I haven’t written any stories, but I might how this is received. I have a lot, but I’m sure most people want to hears from women. I’m not sure if my story lives up the the slutdom the girls can get away with, but this definitely isn’t the sluttiest story. Colombia is great for a guy like me who is heavily promiscuous. I’m a prototypical Chad, 6ft, 7×5.5 dick, symmetrical, muscular, etc.(not humblebrag, just reality) so I already get pretty much unlimited pussy through tinder and other dating apps in the states. But living in Colombia? It rains and it pours. Gorgeous women cream for a tall muscular white guy. Most guys in Colombia aren’t that fit, and rely on money, heavily into prostitutes, etc. I speak fluent Spanish at this point too, so there’s no issues I’m running into. From the stories I’ve heard from other guys, they have the hardest times often with Colombian women when their money isn’t involved. Colombian women are hard to get, you really have to have game, living there two years definitely developed it for me. But I find I get the most pussy when I’m cocky as fuck from already having a harem of women willing to do anything for me.

The first kink [FM]

We’re a kinky couple with some fun stories and a good imagination. I think it’s about time I wrote down some of our experiences; partly for us to go back over, partly to share and entice others. This first story is a little about us, a little about someone else ;)

The first summer we (S&G) met we were pretty casual. She would often text me in the evening when she wanted some company in her bed. We’d talk about all sort of kinky things, but really just starting to spend more time together apart from sex. I was still flirting with other girls, but most culminated in making out, not much more.

One weekend I was out on a Friday at the bar and got talking to a group people I only knew casually. Friendly, but didn’t generally hang out. In the group are two attractive sisters, C&R. C is the older sister; slim, clearly sexual, with an intense look that always made you curious. R is curvier, with a beautiful smile that is so friendly and inviting. I’d challenge anyone to easily choose who they are more attracted to.

Cherry-Red Confidence – Ch 02, in which a reluctant couple’s sexual frustration finally boils over, thanks to too much hot-tub teasing. [MF] [Str8] [A Very Relieving First-Time]

[Original Work] by Explicit Inkwell

[Focuses on: Both him and her, vanilla sex]
[Overall feel: A Very Relieving First-Time]
[For fans of: >!First time experiences, overcoming reluctance and shyness, a simple and believable plot, taking it slow, lots of build-up, teasing, dirty talk, choking, a touch of anal play, vaginal sex, cumming inside, and of course still swimsuits.!<]

Cheerfully she swung open her front door and smiled wide to meet him, a sight he would never tire of – except this time, he found her standing in front of him with nothing but a baggy shirt hanging down over her bare thighs; a sight that he decided he would also never tire of. They embraced before he could comment, lips locked for a brief moment before she spun around and lead him into the house, the oversized shirt swaying with her hips. He stalled to close the door, and by the time he caught up with her in the kitchen she was just starting to pull up her shirt. He watched from behind as she lifted her arms high above her head, stretching her body out, proudly revealing her new swimsuit: a provocative red color, criss-crossing lines of string pulled taught against her back, ending with a rounded curve dipping just above her butt. “Well, what do you think?”

First post: Hot for Teacher. A true story told in rhyme. [MF]

Below is a story that I’ll never forget about the naughtiest teacher that I’ve ever met.

If she ever taught you, you’d never have guessed, the kinks that were hiding beneath her plain dress.

Now I wasn’t her student, just in the same town. She was looking online for a man who’d go down.

I was suspicious at first, but I couldn’t resist. The fantasy outlined, was not one to miss.

I sent her a message, with a picture attached. She said “Hello handsome, well I think we’re a match”

We settled on a Monday, in a break after class, I thought she was a student, some tight college ass.

As I drove over Monday, I was still not convinced. I had messaged that morning but no word from her since.

I parked at the campus, and thank god she’d replied. “Let’s meet at the library, I’ll be there in five”.

She found me first and said her name with a smile. I hadn’t met someone this pretty for a while.

The connection was instant, we made eyes as we talked, Our bodies just touching, as together we walked.