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After the fair

B-husband

z-husband

*B had had his way with me earlier; can be seen [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/BadDragon/comments/ca1yl4/kelvin_v_sleipnir/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

Once B and I came back from the fair, in which he told me to not wear panties and wear a dress, I was so damn horny. I really wish we would have had the change to fuck or fool around there, but the anticipation just made me want coc more when I got home.

Z was waiting for me and we immediately went upstairs. My cunt still sore from earlier and so wet from being in public while being naughty.

He has such slender fingers, so when he started finger fucking my tender pussy I moaned loudly. I was already so wet with the anticipation of having his cock inside my sore swollen cunt. He very quickly delivered what I needed.

The moment he started fucking me I felt orgasms start to build inside me. Every thrust hitting deep, every time he slammed his cock into me, hurt so good. I had to bite on the sheets to keep for screaming as I came over and over on his cock as he took me from behind, grabbing my tits. Read more »

Car Ride Torture, Part II [Mf, mast]

I sat in my garage for a few minutes after Joe dropped me off. With some strategic placement of my jacket that I was holding after we dropped Amy off, I was able to disguise the mess his daughter forced me to make in my pants.

The next trick was getting my pants and boxers washed before my wife, Karen, spotted the evidence of my afternoon delight. Thankfully, she was busy preparing for a party we were hosting that night and I was able to slip past her to get to the laundry room off the garage.

My phone buzzed as I was changing into some workout clothes, but before I could grab it my wife opened the door to the garage. “There you are–I thought I heard you come in the front door. Why didn’t you say hi? And why are you doing laundry?”

”Hey babe–we had to take Joe’s daughter to pick up some stuff for school and she dropped her frappe-whatever as she got in the car. It got all over my pants, so I wanted to wash them before the stain set.”

”Hmmmm…did you remember to put the stain stuff on it?” Read more »

My Wife, the Closet Exhibitionist [MF Public]

It was my 40th birthday, and so far it sucked. I had to go into work early for an overseas conference call, but to make up for it I got to stay late for another one. By the time I got done at 7:00 PM I had been there for over 13 hours. My wife had suggested that we meet for a late dinner afterwards, just the two of us, and unwind a little to celebrate surviving the day, and the 40 years before it. As I headed to the restaurant, I admitted to myself that I really just wanted to go home and relax. When I got to the restaurant, a hip, “dark” place I had never been before, my wife Kristen was already at the table. 5 years younger than me, she was definitely the “better half”. Long brown hair, D size breasts, and hips that I loved to hold on to while we made love. Her slim waist hid nicely the fact that she had given birth to three children and her green eyes sparkled in the light from the candle as she stood to kiss me. She looked beautiful tonight, and I was instantly glad I came. Read more »

I answered a work call while [F]ingering myself.

This happened a few days ago, and I jotted it down quickly after I came, but hadn’t had the chance to edit till today.

I left work early cause I was freaking about some important personal things I had to deal with. I needed time to fortify my mind, to sweat out all the anxiety. And what better place to sweat than at the gym on a hot New York City summer day? No, this could be a story about how I get aroused while working out, watching hot guys and girls around me do their thing, knowing people are checking out my ass. But, it’s about what happened after.

Now is a good time to admit I have a secret naughty pleasure. On really hot days, when I’m drenched in sweat and so hot I think I’m going to melt in my clothes, I like to bend over in front of my air conditioner, spread my cheeks, and let the coldness cleanse the warmth. And I get *super* turned on doing so. Read more »

[FM] D (46) and me (46) – Chapter 2 – Screwing around at the mall

This will be another long one, so sit back and enjoy the writing.

We decided to get together again after the bar parking lot. A week later we went to one of the bigger malls in the area. During conversations, we made the rule that she was to be pantiless continuing forward unless mother nature came calling. I also enjoy watching her 44 DDs sway unencumbered.

When we met up at the mall, she surprised me with only wearing a dress and her sandals. It was a very pleasant surprise. We drove to the top of the three story parking garage because so few people park up there in the summer. True to expectations there were only three or four cars but we also found a security camera. Hmmmm… Well at least her car and my car were parked in such a way as to block the view between them.

We walked across the lot to the elevator, when the door opened into the glass elevator, another one of those pesky cameras were staring at us. Well that didn’t hinder us from me pushing her against the wall, opposite of the camera, to kiss her and slide my hand up to play with her bald, wet pussy. After we dropped the one floor, and making sure she was more wet than we were the one floor above, we got off and crossed the pedestrian bridge into one of the anchor stores. Read more »

Warm Impermanence (true story, x-post from r/sluttyconfessions)

I’m not always the brightest sandwich in the toolbox, but there’s something I’ve come to understand over the years — something that has intensified in the month or so that I’ve been writing these stories. (Has it been that long? Seems like yesterday and forever ago.)

The lesson is that there can be — and should be — value in every encounter, no matter how fleeting. Whatever came before, or after, for a moment two people came together and met a primal human need. That’s worth recognizing and remembering, even honoring.

In Japanese aesthetics, there’s a phrase — “wabi-sabi” that loosely translates to celebrating the beauty of the imperfect, incomplete and transient. It’s not that something is beautiful even though it is imperfect and doesn’t last — it’s beautiful because of those things, because life itself is imperfect and impermanent. I oversimplify from an outsider’s understanding, but I think I grasp the gist of it.

Early March, 2006: Warm for late winter, conditions which will come into play later in the tale. It was 1 a.m., everyone else in the house was asleep and I was just home from work and wide awake. So I hopped on Yahoo chat, figuring that I might at least find some stimulating conversation. Read more »

That’s what I [f] get for distracting him [m]

I got home from work feeling a little horny. It happens sometimes, right? So while u/HerDom24 was being a responsible adult trying to decide what to make for dinner, I took off my dress and bra and was distracting him by kissing him, sucking on his fingers, rubbing up against his cock…ya know, typical horny girlfriend behavior.

He was trying to peel me off him (not for lack of being into it, as I could feel him getting hard), but I just straight-up grabbed his face, shoved my tongue down his throat and kissed him hard. Before I knew it, his hand was down my panties rubbing my clit and I orgasmed in about 5 seconds.

I straightened myself out, said “ok, now you can make dinner!” and walked right out of the kitchen. Before I knew it, he had followed me into the bedroom, pushed me down to the bed on my stomach, pulled my panties to the side and shoved his fingers in my wet pussy. I was cumming before I really even registered what was happening. Read more »

Swedish Massage [MF][creampie]

I finish washing my hands, preparing for the last client for Sunday. I look over the room one last time to make sure everything is in order, and reset the play list on the iPod before I walk out into the waiting room.

I take a moment to look you over, seeing you chatting with a friend as you two sit in terry cloth robes and hope that you look my way when I say your name. My hands folded in front of my tight short as I call out your name with a smile. You look up at me, my smile broadening as I invite you to follow me.

Leading you down a dimly lit hallway, and opening the door as I let you go in first. The hint of your perfume following behind you, intoxicating me as I struggle for a moment to remain focused and follow you in. I walk over to the cabinet, pulling out a clean sheet as I ask if you have had a Swedish massage before. I catch you looking at me as I turn around, my train of thought faltering again as you respond that you have not. Read more »

Surprise [M]in the shower [F]at home.. tame

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Back when I was about 25 or so, I was prepping for running a marathon, NBD since I was usually way back in the pack but something I liked to do. I got to the house, saw a note from my wife that said she was shopping and would be home in a couple of hours.

So, I stripped down and hopped in the shower. I was just soaping down when I heard something, thinking the wife was home I called out.

“Nope, just me, is Sharon home?” I heard my wife’s friend Kathy say, she was right outside the frosted glass. Kathy typically came over a lot, and since I left the back door open she just came on in. She is a cute bubbly little thing, barely 5 feet tall and sort of skinny.

“No, she is shopping.” I said, rinsing my face.

Then I heard the shower door slide!

“What are you doing?” I asked, turning my back.

“Just curious, I want to take a look.” She laughed.

“No! Stop that.” I yelled.

“Oh come on, turn around, I want to see it.” Read more »

[MF] The Time I Cheated On My Girlfriend With Our Waitress

This happened last fall. I just thought of it the other day because I got a text from her asking me when I was coming back into town.

It had been ending for a year. Ever since we decided we could make a long distance relationship work. We couldn’t. Our face timing got shorter, our texts were spaced farther and farther apart, and I was almost positive she had started to fuck some dude she worked with at her restaurant. We had begun to fight a lot. Little snippy passive aggressive bullshit here and there, but then once or twice a week I’d randomly get a snap from her with a her finger in her pussy “come fuck me daddy.” I don’t know. It’s hard to end a relationship, even when it’s already ended and you both just need to accept it.