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That beautiful woman that Frank meets at that strange bar couldn’t really be his fat disgusting male boss, could it?
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It always starts with the instructions. This time I was laying in bed when Daddy texted me, “I want you to go downstairs and make yourself cum for me.” I had been texting with him while I was snuggled in bed, but I immediately perked up. First I had to find out if I was allowed to use my toy, and he told me yes, but that he couldn’t talk me through it because his attention was elsewhere. *That’s ok*, I texted back, *I’ll tell you this time.* The idea that he was somewhere surrounded by people who would have no idea I was following his instructions – let alone what messages I was sending as I described it – was incredibly hot. I grabbed my vibrator and silently crept down to the couch.
Sara curled against Rick’s chest, limp and melty from the strength of her orgasm and content to let him stroke and touch her. She knelt in his lap, her legs open across his and her body curled to drop her head on his shoulder. His legs were open enough to force her a little wide and leave room for his gently stroking hands to tease her pussy and ass. Shifting a little and moaning against him, Sara stretched up enough to offer him better access even as his hands drifted away, running over her hips, up her back, massaging her shoulders lightly where her hands lay across the back of the chair obediently and drawing another set of low moans from her throat before moving on down her arms and back down to her thighs. Sara felt herself melting even further into him, into this helpless space where her body obeyed Rick’s every wish before her brain even considered a response. His easy, sensual touch only reinforced the control- casual confidence that he had every right to touch her however he pleased, that he had all the time in the world and didn’t have to touch her solely sexually.
She wasn’t doing it for me anymore. One night I was out with friends and I met a girl at one of the bars and got her number. Texted with her a little but nothing much there.
Then one night I get a text “want to come over?”. I was with my girl at the time so I ignored it. A few days go by and I keep the easy sex available in the back of my mind. One night when I’m home I decide to text her back, “yeah, you free tonight?”
She responds, “yeah, but you should know I’m a CD”
This got me even more excited. So she gives me her address and I pick up condoms on the way there. As I’m walking into her building my hands are shaking from how nervous I am about this. I walk in and she’s in full lingerie with one of the best bodies I’ve ever seen. Her ass would seduce any man. I take my coat off and walk over to her, grab her beautiful face and start making out with her. I work my way to her neck, kiss her whole body. I get close but I don’t such her off, my biggest regret.
I am not the sort of person to randomly meet people I’ve chatted with online. I’ve never gone to any of the Meetup gatherings I’ve bookmarked online and the few dates I had through sites or dating apps were either unremarkable or disastrous. For most of my adult life I had been in a couple of long term relationships that ended for the reasons relationships end, and I was in the worst sexual drought of my life. Years of neglect and denial. I was miserable. Keep reading. I promise it gets better. ;)
I moved to a small city in a new part of the country to take my first academic job. It’s been nice, but I work so much I rarely have the opportunity to meet new people and so my sex life was still non-existent. I bought a Fleshlight online on a whim. It felt surprisingly good, but mostly just made me long for the real thing again.
Hi, my gf and I have been curious about trying new things like having another guy join us or cuckolding. Although it is an exciting fantasy for both of us, we barely follow through. sometimes we bring it up outside of intimate times but nothing concrete. We both know if the situation is right (find someone we trust, get a little drunk) then it will happen.
My only concern is how will it affect our relationship? How was it after your experience with a third person(or multiple) in bed. I know that all relationships are different. But I want to know what we are walking into before we cross that line.
If you can message me about your experience and how things were afterwards, that would be great.
Last night is still fresh in my memory as I slowly wake up and stretch in bed. I sit up and look around; your clothes and bits of rope scattered around my floor. No sign of you, which hopefully means… yes, good girl. The sound of the shower starting tells me where you are, and I slide out of bed to join you.
I smile at you smiling back at me. I take a second to take in the view, from your perky little breasts framed by your cum-matted blonde hair, down your lithe hips to the patch of fuzz between your long sexy legs. I grin as I notice your attention drawn to my throbbing cock.
I grab your hips and push you back under the water as I climb in with you, pressing my lips to yours. My hands exploring your body under the cascading current, feeling your hands on my chest. I grin as, caressing your ass, I feel the hard plug nestled between your cheeks.
I moan softly as your hands find their way to my cock, reciprocating with my own hands caressing your nipples. As you slowly stroke, I fondle and gently pinch – your moans and gasps a delight to my ears.
If people like this I have way dirtier stories to tell. If not that’s okay.
This is my first post here so please be gentle. I’m a 6’3 black dude, though all my friends call me white, (I have a wide variety of music taste and talk fairly proper). I’ve had my fair amount of sex, at 21 now. But this story isn’t super wild or anything. Just about my first time cumming. Even though I’ve had a lot of sex I’ve never came during. Only one person has made me bust with oral and I would always end up jerking off after I’d gotten the other person off a few times. It had been like this since I was 17, when I lost my virginity. Condom, no condom didn’t matter. I once even went four hours to no avail. Great story maybe I’ll tell it one day.
Background – wife and I have two kids, one 4 and the other 1. We’re 30. Fit and active. Together for 10 years. Our one year old does not much sleep, so sex is difficult.
For the past 4 months, my libido has been going crazy. I’ll share those stories later.
The story I’m telling now is about last Sunday. It’s completely true.
We hadn’t fucked for a few days, and I felt like she was probably getting horny just by the way she acted. I know I was. While watching tv during the day she sat on my lap, reverse cowgirl style. I casually rubbed her thighs and back and ass and tits, just to see her reaction. It didn’t make her mad…
Later on, she laid across my lap, on her stomach. Said asked me to rub her back. I did… for a minute. My hands quickly went down to rubbing her bare ass under her sweat pants, and massaging her pussy. No reaction. I’m thinking “come on, give me a moan or something so I know I’m not embarrassing myself.”
Let me start by saying what this story doesn’t include- I don’t fuck my secretary, or my secretary’s secretary, or my secretary’s secretary’s step daughter. I don’t have a ‘pretty average’ 14.5 inch dick, and I don’t causally reference my low-key super ripped cross fitter bod. My partner in the fuckery doesn’t have incredibly firm, but also supple, DDDDD boobs, but I’ve always thought she’s beautiful, because she is. I’ve changed her name and the cities, but that’s it. I liked the woman in this story when I fucked her, and I know she’ll read this story (what’s up Brielle!) because she told me to tell her when I published it, and I still liked her when I saw her at the gym this morning. And away we go!