2[MF] + 2[MF] = 4

My wife, (Nicole), and I met Shannon and Steve about 4 1/2 years ago when Sharon transferred here for work. We were all about the same age, (early to mid 30s), and our first kids were only a few months apart. This naturally brought us together and we quickly became friends. Fast forward a couple years, and another kid or two each, and we would hangout with each other pretty often; planning cookouts, camp outs, and sleepovers.

About two years ago, S&S told us that they were going to a sex club with the intent of sleeping with other people. Their sex life had taken a toll after their second child and they were looking to jumpstart things. I didn’t know it at the time, but Shannon is constantly horny. They’d previously had a threesome but were really looking into sleeping with other people.

My wife and I have always spoken openly of our adventurous, monogamous sex life, and have always listened eagerly to that of others. Well friends, that adventure planted itself firmly in the backseat; those of you with young children probably know what I mean. We discussed swinging during that time but it wasn’t something we thought we were interested in or comfortable with. That didn’t stop me from having fantasies about it. Who isn’t turned on by the thought of fucking other people?

[F] Fantasies of taking back control

Possible trigger warning here for people with trauma!

This post isn’t about assault, it’s about a fantasy I have, but it needs this little backstory.

When I was 15, my bf at the time (also 15) wanted to have sex and I didn’t. I told him we could try as long as he stopped if it was hurting me. It hurt immediately – I was very small (around 100 lbs) and a virgin, plus there was very little foreplay and he was NOT gentle. I begged him to stop, but he kind of pinned my limbs down and wouldn’t stop. I didn’t want to scream bc my parents were downstairs and I didn’t want them to catch us doing something we clearly shouldn’t have been. For years I considered this experience to be completely my fault, and sex became something I was afraid of, both bc of the pain and the feeling of being overpowered/helpless.

[FT] I guess my girlfriend had a good dream

My girlfriend (24F) usually goes to bed an hour or two before me (25MtF). One of the perks of this is that when I eventually go to bed she’ll be really warm, while I am constantly freezing, and I can warm myself up by cuddling her. I did that, as usual. After a while I considered myself warm enough and moved to roll back to my side of the bed. As I did so, she grabbed my hand and placed it firmly on her crotch. I noticed right away that she was really wet. And the firmness of the move made me assume that she was awake, and had been playing with herself.

You might correctly guess where this is going. So I should clarify that my girlfriend and I are both in to BDSM, and we are both switches (we take turns being dom and sub). BDSM is kind of a broad collection of different kinks, and part of my girlfriend’s fantasies is being fucked while she is sleeping. While she is completely “without control”. So she has established repeatedly that she is okay with that. And I am okay with her doing that to me (once woke up with her pussy inches from my face as she was sucking me). So this was all consensual. Seeing as we live together we have of course discussed this afterwards too, and we are still both okay with doing things like these.

Sara’s Self Discovery [Part 1] [MF] [MM] [Oral] [Anal] [BDSM]

MY LIFE

It was 4:30 in the morning and the pounding on my door was unrelenting. Who would be so inconsiderate to wake me in such a fashion ?
Stumbling to the door who was I to find but the wife of my neighbor.

Sara was just 25 and as adorable as they come, she had bright red hair and skin as white as alabaster, with an assortment of freckles that highlighted her cheeks.
Her skin was so fair and sensitive I believe that she would suffer sunburn from a camera flash and she was 7 months pregnant.

She came to my place because she and her husband were new to our apartment building and I had helped them move in next door to my apartment.
Her reason for the visit, she was feeling alone and unwanted.
Her husband was a fireman and would be on call at the firehouse for three days in a row and then off for three days.
Being alone and in a new city for the first time, left her feeling depressed.

[MF] [exhibition] New apartment

“Great view, isn’t it?”

We were in her new apartment, her showing me around. The view from her room as we stood looking out of the window was fairly ordinary for the most part, with the lights and the noise of the bustling street beneath us and the dark pupils of windows dotted in the apartment building across the road from us. We’d been friends for a while, though, which meant that she knew exactly what I thought about her having a view like that from her room.

“It’d be fun to get someone naked in front of a window like this,” I said to her.

She smiled. “D’you reckon?”

I reached for the top she was wearing, and she backed away and laughed. “You first,” she said.

“That’s not how it works,” I said. “It’s your place, your neighbours have to get familiar with you.”

“I suppose,” she said, and moved back to stand next to me at the window. I took the hem of her top and she lifted her arms so I could pull it up over her and off, leaving her in her bra. I undid her jeans and took them down over her hips and to the floor. She stepped out of them.

Farther [M/F]

“It’s just a little farther,” I say over my shoulder, as we continue our hike. “Just over the next rise.”

“I hope so,” you say in reply.

We are walking through typical California scrub – waist-high scrub, light brown rock, light brown dirt – and have been for some twenty minutes, ever since we left the car at the side of the road. The sun is beating down. It’s hot, and there is little breeze. We’re both in hiking shorts and boots; I’m in a T-shirt, you’re in a tank-top. We both have Camelbaks on, and I take the tube in my mouth, suck down a couple of swallows of water. I stop and turn around to see you doing the same, as you walk towards me. Despite your bra, the curve of your breasts is quite visible, as are your exquisite nipples – I have a fleeting image of sucking on them, instead of this water tube, but . . . you push right past me and keep going up the hill.

I turn and catch up with you at the top. We look down, and you see what I have been promising: down this next slope, there is a flowing stream, shade trees, and watering hole deep enough to swim in.

Caught My Hot Neighbor Sunbathing [cheat; affair; backyard]

By J.K. Jones
I was lolling around the house last Sunday, bored with the midsummer heatwave that was blanketing the city, enjoying a day off from work but not really. I was trying to decide what to do when I glanced out my kitchen window toward my backyard, and saw, over to the right, my hot middle-aged neighbor Denise lying on some lawn furniture. She was bronze skinned and her hair was very light, almost white. She was curvy and I could see some tattoos, and her bikini was not hiding her tits, which were big and pendulous. I didn’t hesitate, opening the back door, and moving out on my rear deck. I didn’t get to see much else in the way of women’s bodies, because my wife kept me on a pretty short leash. Happily, she was out at a flea market with some girlfriends, and so there was no one around to prevent me from walking out, pretending to look for something, and then look up, surprised, smiling, at my half-naked neighbor Denise, who was lying just on the other side of a low chain link fence.
“Well hello there, Ms. Johannsen,” I said. “What a day to lie out in the sun!”

[MF] A long time ago, in a galaxy without Tinder

So I [M] start chatting with this girl named Cathy [F] who doesn’t have any pictures online, normally a red flag but, she describes herself as tall, skinny and pretty and that was good enough for me…it had been a few months! We agree to go out for drinks and see where it goes. We met at a restaurant and to my surprise, she had brought her very fat female roommate along. I was kind of put off by that, I didn’t really understand at the time that she was just being safe, and after we ate and had a few drinks her friend “got a headache” and she left us alone for the evening.

[MF] Made her take my cock before I’d take her for coffee.

Had a quickie this morning with the gorgeous hotwife/FWB I’ve been seeing. We messaged last night and decided I’d come over. Then she told me it was on the condition we get one hour of work done.

In addition to fucking, we keep each other on track with our professional extracurriculars. Or at least we try to. We’re regulars now at four or five coffee shops in her neighborhood. Usually I pick her up and we grab lattes and do work for a couple hours, and then head back to her bed.

But as of today we hadn’t seen each other in a week. I found Aly in bed (her husband Sam left the door unlocked for me). She was awake, waiting for me, but also naked beneath the covers. I climbed in and she made me undress as we cuddled and kissed each other for the first time in what felt like weeks. Then their dog woke up and started pacing either side of the bed. We were trapped like Ariana Richards and Joseph Mazzello in a theme park kitchen. So we took the doggo outside and decided she’d better get dressed so we could head out.

Heartwood Academy – Earning Extra Credit in Restraints [part 3][FFuta][BDSM][Anal][Gagged and Bound]

The fall wind whipped through the trees that lined the city streets, slipping up under my skirt and giving a cold shock to what little fabric was there. It may have been late October, but I knew better than to wear pantyhose with my Heartwood uniform before there was snow on the ground. I read the email again on my phone, just to make sure I was in the right place.

‘Ms. Grey,

This Friday for your lesson, please meet me at Ms. Reed’s home on 3114 Hillcrest. You’ll find it’s no more than 4-5 blocks from the Heartwood Quad. We will work together with Ms. Reed to remediate your scores in her class. Please meet us promptly at 7:30 PM. I do apologize for asking you to meet us in the evening, but there is a faculty meeting that neither of us can miss that afternoon.

I look forward to seeing you,
Headmistress Fox.’

My eyes turned to the large, gold numbers affixed to the brownstone wall up that I stood in front of. 3114. So I was in the right place.