[MFF] I married them, and then they took me home with them

Sorry for the length. (name of our sextape!) I just finished it and it is, well, looong. I thought about splitting it up in multiple posts, but fek it. This way I know that if you comment or like, you are a *true* smut-fan. ;)

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I write these things about sex a lot, but I never really wrote down my *actual* sexual experiences. At least not before the one I did earlier this week. And it seems people actually enjoy reading about that stuff, so it made me think what else I had stashed away in my memories that was worthy of writing down for a change. I have a couple more, but the one I am about to recall is probably the one that speaks to the imagination the most. There is some backstory involved tho, so stay with me for that, if you’d like. 

If you feel you are entitled to just the smut because you absolutely have to nut as soon as humanly possible, just scroll down to the markings. I think I’ll make them stars. So, search for the stars. Shiny. ⭐

My first threesome with my boyfriend [MFF]

A few years ago, my boyfriend and I had our first threesome with another girl we met online. I was 21 and he was 22 (we’ll call him James). We’re both pretty shy people with kinky sides but suck at meeting people in person. We had never done a threesome before and were fairly nervous but wanting to try it.

We got very lucky and, after a lot of searching, ended up finding a girl who looked sorta like Selena Gomez. We’ll call her Selena for the hell of it. She was only 19 but was fairly petite and super cute. She went to the same college as us and we talked some until we were all comfortable and met up on campus eventually at one of the Starbucks.

Selena showed up in a crop top and a choker necklace and I knew she was down for fun. We had coffee and talked before finally moving thing back to our place.

[MF] A BJ story

Wearing her work clothes, form-fitting shirt and long skirt, she enters the room and finds him laying on the couch. He’s watching tv, arms crossed and feet on the floor, in that haphazard way he always hangs out. Dressed comfortably as always in jeans, a polo shirt, and tennis shoes, he looks up at her with his pretty brown eyes. He says hi, but she doesn’t say a word. Kicking her shoes off, she walks over to him, smiling, stands between his knees, then leans down and gives him a kiss on the cheek. Her v-neck shirt billows out as she leans over and he gets a glimpse of her full breasts. He can see her blush from nervousness; she knows she’s taking a chance of losing a good friendship if he’s not receptive to her advances. He smiles; she smiles back. Maybe this wasn’t such a huge chance to take after all.

So she gets on her knees on the floor in front of the couch and takes his tennis shoes off of him, placing them under the coffee table. She then unbuckles his belt, unbuttons and unzips his jeans, and slides them down, along with his boxers. He is visibly growing, excited to see this new side of her that he’s only heard hints of in conversation.

It’s only coffee

She walked in, glanced around the room, found me and made her way to the café table at the back of the busy coffee shop. I always sat with my back against the wall.

“I wondered if you even would show,” I said. I got up and hugged her. Her heart was beating hard, I could feel it in the short embrace.

“Why not, it’s only coffee,” she said quietly.

“It’s a big deal to jump out of your comfort zone.” She looked around the room and briefly made eye contact with those big brown eyes. We ordered coffee, her, a latte, me, an Americano.

She cupped her tiny hands around the cup, and folded her knees to her chest. She wore a long, flowing black skirt and a purple sweater that was tight across her breasts. Only the ankles showed, soft white skin.

“This is amazingly awkward,” she said. We had never met but had shared some intimate texts which became intimate pictures some time ago.

“Nah, it’s nice. You are more stunning in person.” I said.

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Surviving [M]y First Craigslist Encounter [F] (Pt 4)

Her fingertips danced over the twin bulges in my jeans, and I knew she was not going to stop there. She wanted to touch me as much as I wanted her to. Just how she was going to do it, the anticipation was nearly painful.

I groaned loudly, and she smiled wickedly. She let her fingers dance back and forth, running them over the sensitive surface of my balls, just a bit of cloth separating her skin and mine.

She continued to brush her breasts against my legs, knowing that the visual was continuing to arouse me. She hadn’t really thought much of her breasts, her husband had never given her a second look, and as many middle-aged women, as they started to lose their firmness, she became unhappy with them. But suddenly she realized that her own point of view was not only limited, but not necessarily shared. As she teased me, seeing how she was turning me on, I could see her nipples harden, showing her excitement as well.

Hottest experience of my life [MF]

I[M] have a few fetishes including buying womens used panties and using them to masturbate in. Back in the day i was in a relationship and would search craigslist to see the ads. Not many took my fancy, very little detail which i needed because i wanted to be attracted to the person whos underwear id be sniffing. One day i found an ad that was not too far from my area, offered face to face meet ups, reasonably priced and provided a picture which even though was faceless, i could tell by how fit her body was she would be hot.

So i contacted her[F] and we met up at a cafe, we chatted a bit and she excused herself to go to the washroom and came back and handed over her panties. I went home and stroked my dick sniffing her sexy scent still wet from her pussy. She sent me a message after saying she had a good time and she was surprised how handdome i was. I met up with her a couple more times and we got along well. We met in the park one day and she’d sit next to me on the bench with one leg up and pull her panties to the side. Her pussy glistened and i wanted to eat it right there. The next time she invited me over her house to do a few jobs and she told me she’d like to have a masturbation session where we masturbate infront of each other.

Soggy biscuit game

When Mark’s parents went away for the weekend it was the perfect opportunity for us to spend the night over with the house to ourselves. There was a group of us lad’s, all in our teens.

We arranged to get a load of alcohol and meet up at the house around 8pm. I was the last to get there and Mark, Neil, Danny, Eddie and Sean were already setting about the booze.

Danny had brought a porn film and this was playing on the TV when Mark’s sister Jane and her friend Rachel walked in.

Jane and Rachel were a couple of years older than us and we had all known them for years. They were a pair of teases, often making suggestive comments and trying to belittle us with remarks about us being “little boys”.

If anything the girls seemed even more buzzed than we were, and they started to provide a running commentary on the porn film. Questioning whether we had ever done anything more than watch such acts.

Jane, in particular, was taunting us all about the size of our penis’s compared to those on the screen. Any defence we put up was met with the challenge to “prove it, and get it out”. none of us seemed ready to take up this.

The Assist [FM]

I met my wife travelling for work, and decided to move to her city to give love a shot. It’s worked out great. As much as I’ve tried to cut back on my travel, I still have times where I’ll have to do extended trips. We’re both high libido, so the first few trips really sucked.. even with cameras phone sex just isn’t the real thing, and getting home every weekend or every other wasn’t always feasible. Eventually we had “the talk” and laid out ground rules for hooking up with other people; not quite polyamory, but definitely ethical non-manogomy. My wife is bi, so now she is able to scratch that itch without me.

My next trip was a two-month stay, during winter, up near the great lakes. Even with our new arrangement, I didn’t have a lot of hope to meet someone given the circumstances. The first few days my wife would ask how it was going, and seemed a little disappointed that I wasn’t trying harder. I was talking to her on the phone one morning while I was standing in line at the hotel coffee shop and noticed the woman in front of me having trouble with her credit card. I put my wife on hold and asked if the woman minded if I bought her coffee. She smiled, said thank you, and I went back to talking to my wife without thinking much about it.

Giving the neighbor a show [MF], kind of public

Sadie was an interesting woman. She was smart (way smarter than me), had a cool job and was a bit of a hippy. She was in her early 30s which was older than I was used to at the time. Which was probably a good thing that I was finally with someone who didn’t play head games. At 5,2 she was short and curvy. Rather small breasts but a huge bubble ass. Curvy and tight. She was self conscious of her breasts but at same time had zero concerns showing them. Or being naked in general.

She was an exotic mixture of Colombian mother and Irish father. Which made her skin a light permanent tan all over.

She was the first bi woman I have been with that dated just as many women as men. She loved that I was bi as well. Sexuality to her was fluid and she had once been a unicorn for a married couple. Which ended horribly as she and the husband would break every rule to fuck whenever they wanted. She also found cheating super hot.

Hypnotizing Hanna Chapter 2. [MF][MC][DOM-SUB][DENIAL]

Sorry if there’s any spelling/gammar mistakes. This is hard to do on a phone.

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Alright, It’s Jackson again. I feel like I just jumped right in last time and didn’t get a chance to “set the mood” so to speak. Let me give you a little background on me and my situation. My family moved here from Texas to California. I don’t necessarily fit in here but I have a few friends. I grew up working on a ranch with my dad and after he passed, my mom met a guy in some type of software company. We moved to California with his job and I’m just biding my time until I graduate. After that, I’m getting the hell out of dodge and back to my grandparents ranch in Texas. I may go to college but with my skills, I can make good money with horses.