Coastal Desires [FM][Cheating][Cozy]- Noirty By Night

Relationships grow stale over time, it is almost bound to happen. The few exceptions have other drawbacks, your average Bonny and Clyde might make it a little further but it is a bloody path that doesn’t exactly lead uphill. An open marriage might work for a while, but that grows stale even quicker once you realize it is not the sex you crave, but rather the taboo.

What use is cheating if your husband is okay with it? Heck, if he even likes to watch? No, that would never work. And in a weird way it is great that my husband is so uptight, it makes it so much better to know I am a bad girl and that he has the moral high ground. I need that, I need to look at him with love in my eyes after I just looked at someone else with sex in them and feel his arms around me as we talk about our days, cook dinner and fall asleep on the couch. Maybe even sleep with him, my own juices not the only lubrication.

How I [M]et my Wi[F]e!

Hi first time posting on Reddit so go easy on me and hope you guys enjoy.

So it started off as a normal day at work. I am going through social media and I come across a photo on one of my close friend’s, lets call him Ethan, story. I see a tiny Asian girl dressed all bummy, but cute.

I comment on it, “Damn who is the cutie?” Hoping it wasn’t his girl.

Soon enough he replies, “Who? My cousin?”

At this point I’m thinking to myself, ‘Well damn. I can’t get with the Bro’s family.’ So I don’t think much of it after that and totally forget about her.

I go on with my day at work and at the end of the day Ethan text’s me, “Hey wanna come to my birthday kickback?”

So prior to this day I was supposed to meet up with this female where things were getting kind of hot between us. I was stuck. Pussy or the bro? You know the saying, so I went to Ethan’s birthday instead. Honestly was still planning to go see that female after the kickback.

“First Taste of Love at the Beach” [MF]

“First Taste of Love at the Beach”
The year I graduated high school, particularly that summer, was probably the most memorable I have had in my life. Every year my parents, and a couple of their friends, and their kids, would split the cost of renting a beach house in the Outer Banks. This year was different, for one, it would be the last time I went with them on this trip, and second, the two older brothers did not make the trip this year, BUT their younger sister did. She just turned 17, and was going into her Senior year. . I was 18, and like I said, I just graduated.

Growing up we always played together, when our parents would get together. Then, when we got into our teens, we sorta did our own thing with our own friends. Last year on vacation we really got to know each other, but, we didn’t do anything, other than flirting and things. But, I had a feeling this year would be different. I knew, for a fact, she didn’t have to come, but she was. The same went for me. We were the last kids to go on vacation with the families. Next year, it would just be the parents.

First Sight At Love [MF]

Lots of love-at-first-sight stories begin things like “I knew in that first moment she was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with”…

Truth is, first time I saw Gina, I thought she was someone else.

It was on Facebook. Like every great romance.

Kidding aside she did have a look in her digital portrait that captured something romantic. She had pale, milky skin. Large eyes that were dark and deep. Long black hair. She was beautiful in a way that was old Hollywood. She also had tattoos and had every jacket a cool fictional character might own from greaser leather to a mod dick tracy- tan not yellow. She was short. She wasn’t thin. She was absolutely captivating.

She was not “Minnie” from Brian’s BBQ six years earlier. That person lived in Canada now and was just the catalyst to begin a beautiful accident.

Gina explained via messenger she was not Minnie. And the conversation turned friendly.

And things carried on like this for a week.

Two people, next to no mutual friends, lived a few town apart me-31 her-26. Accidentally discovered we had a tremendous amount in common.

Exhibitionist Girlfriend Acts Out Her Fantasy of Stripping and Masturbating in an Amateur Strip Contest – Then Discovers a Swingers Club in Austin

My job as a flight attendant has really opened up my exhibitionist world as it has allowed me to fulfill my fantasy of stripping and masturbating for men that I meet on my layovers, but my ultimate fantasy has been to strip and masturbate on stage at an Amateur Strip Contest.

So one day, on a Tampa layover, our van drove by Scores Gentleman’s Club that was advertising their Thursday night competition on a marquee out front. So before my next Tampa visit, I bought the Victoria’s Secret lingerie and practiced stripping and masturbating at home with some friends and worked up the courage and entered the contest.

When it was my turn to go on stage, I quickly overcame my nervousness and danced, stripped and pranced energetically across the stage, my boobs bouncing as I performed for a great male audience. I stood at different parts of the stage, struck a sexy pose and single fingered my clit as a preview of what I was going to do. I think I smiled the whole time seeing all the eyes scanning up and down my naked body.

Rocksteady

“Kiss me on my lips, come on touch me. I’ll be your fantasy come on come on love me.”

You wouldn’t think much of her just walking into a room. She seemed nice enough…yet this girl had a certain charm that most couldn’t quite grasp at first. I mean, how could you know this girl pleasures herself in the library, or at parties, or just about anywhere she could? Of course there’s no way to know. But she knows. And she thinks about you touching her. All she wants is to be at your beck and call. Be your girl, your slut, your fantasy. In some weird way she knows she’s not right, her girlfriends don’t talk about craving sex this badly. Her friends don’t lust after her the way she lusts after them. Guys she dates get scared eventually. Is she really insatiable? An animal? I don’t know really…but I can tell you how hard this girl tries. Tries to figure out what to say to someone that will give them the courage to fuck her like she deserves to be fucked. She tries to figure out everything so you she can please you. What else can she do? Tell her all your kinks and fantasies in hopes that one day she’ll find someone as bad as her. She’ll let you know you’re not alone, and there are people out there who are ruled by pleasure. She’s one of them. Oh god is she one of them. Her imagination is wild, but no where near as good as the hands she wants to feel tugging on her ass. She just wants someone to tell her they want her. She wants her hair in a jumbled mess in your hands as you fuck some sense into her. She wants you to know she’s touching herself to the thought of this reaching someone who needs to know…you’re not alone. Crazy maniac, sexy and that’s why she loves you. Fly with me, come on, rocksteady.

[Group] our time at the video booth

Wife and I recently went on a small vacation to a beach town a few states away. Both of us are very sexual and we usually look for some trouble of some sort while away.

We took a ride around and found one of those typical porn shops near the airport and decided to check it out. Inside was actually pretty nice, clean, and surprisingly had some great staff working. We walked around a bit and my wife started talking to one of the female employees about the video area. We thought the place might be too nice for us to get a bit wild so, it was worth the inquiry.

The girl she approached was really nice and knew what we were looking for without us having to spell it out. She told my wife we needed to hang out for a few minutes and she would make sure we had a good booth.

We walked around, talked to a few people and waited for felt like an eternity to me before the girl came back over and waved us to the curtain. We headed over and she led us through a curtain, past some booths, to another door. She pushed a code, unlocked the door, and it opened to another hall of booths. It was weird but seemed alot nicer.

A Steamy Desert Night After Exams [F] [FF] [F-solo] [voy] [fantasy]

Exams were over. I climbed into bed. Today had been a cold Autumn day. Winter was late, but now it made its presence clear. After tucking myself under the blanket. I reached for my laptop. The stress of exams makes my stomach turn so I rarely eat a lot during the season. However, after the final one was finished, the relief made my appetite return with newfound stregth. As is typical, I had overeaten a little, which had made me especially relaxed. My big loose cotton t-shirt and panties coupled with the newly changed bed sheets made me feel like I was lying on a cloud.

Today had been a busy day. After the exam I had done the weekends’ groceries, washed the laundry, changed the sheets, cooked a heavy pasta dish and taken a hot shower. After university started I realized to make the most out of life’s simple pleasures, which is why I repeat this ritual after each exam season. This was the moment I had been craving for the whole day. I opened my laptop to begin my weekend of binging TV shows.

The Massage [OC] [Massage] [MF]

Your friend Wen is training to be a part time masseuse. One day she asks if you’d be willing to let her practice on you. You pretend to be reluctant but you actually feel a surge of excitement in the pit of your stomach. You’ve always liked Wen, but you’ve never gone further than a kiss on the cheek. Now she’s going to rub her hands all over your body!

You feel a flutter of nerves as you press the doorbell. It’s like a first date! Wen answers the door and welcomes you in. She seems genuinely happy to see you and grateful that you could help out.

As usual, she’s made no effort to look nice. Her black hair is falling loosely and she has just enough makeup to enhance her natural good looks. Today she is wearing a black tee with a plunging neckline and no outward signs of a bra underneath. Her short skirt really shows off her petite figure.

She leads you into the spare bedroom. Walking behind her, you notice that her legs look amazing in high heels and you catch the sweet scent of her perfume.

I Fucking Love Tinder [MF, MF, MF – True Story]

As published in [Dean’s Sexplorations:](https://deanssexplorations.tumblr.com/post/156142040877/i-fucking-love-tinder)

I fucking love Tinder.

I had a business trip to the East Coast this week, and as is out of the ordinary I hit multiple cities on the same trip. Tuesday was Philadelphia, where I already have a FWB. She and I had a lovely conversation and catch-up.

Boston was a different matter. I was only there one evening and by the time my flight arrived, I got my rental car, ate dinner, and settled into my hotel room it was after 8:00. Normally too late in the evening to set up a date. Whenever possible I like to line them up ahead of time using sites like OK Cupid, but this time a friend I already have in Boston had to back out at the last minute so I was on my own.

Oh well. When in doubt fire up Tinder and see what happens. After a few minutes of swiping I got a few matches, and struck up a few conversations. But nothing that went much of anywhere until around 10:30 I saw a new match arise; one of the women I had swiped earlier had liked me back. So I said hello, she said hello, and we started a conversation.