My wife and I were on a trip celebrating our wedding anniversary. We were leaving Vienna in the evening to take an overnight train in a sleeper car to Venice. We board the train and settle into our car and pop open some champagne we brought. In order to pass the time I broke out a deck of cards and we decided to play strip poker. We played somewhat evenly for a while but eventually she was down to her panties and me to my underwear. (She’s 5’5 145 lb, blonde hair 32C tits with an hourglass shape) (Me, 5’8, 205) Eventually were both naked so I break out some sex dice that tell yo what to do when rolled. We did some things to enhance the mood when finally I won a hand and rolled a kiss below the waist. So I have her stand up and hold onto the upper bed and put her left leg up on my bed. I kiss my way down to her pussy and start licking and sucking her pussy. I started to use my finger to massage the outer portion of her clit and labia and her pussy starts running…pretty soon I could feel her hips start to buckle and she started to cum. She’s not a loud cummer at all so i could tell by her juices and breathing and finally as she pushed my face away from her cunt. She lays down on the bed and immediately wants to pull me inside her. We start to pull into a train station and she gets a little nervous but i tell her that folks can’t see into the car. So I put my cock inside her pussy and start to slowly fuck her and gradually pick up some momentum…her head was to the side with her eyes closed as I was fucking her and the train came to a stop. As it turns out you can be seen from the outside as some young guy gave me the thumbs up! So I smiled, pulled my wife up and had her ride me on top with her back to the outside. Pretty soon we left the station and i felt the need to fuck her harder. She laid back down on the bed and spread her legs wide…her pussy looks beautiful in the moonlight. I use the upper bed as a support and start to rock my cock into her pussy again…basically using the top bunk as leverage…I can feel her pussy start to contract on my cock as I fuck her and i fuck her until she squeezes me to stop. I do and lay beside her. She knows I haven’t cum yet and says ‘what do you need me to do’ as she starts to kiss me (she’s a great kisser) and starts to stroke my cock with her hand. It’s all slippery from her pussy juices so she’s having no trouble making my cock feel great…she starts to kiss and moan that she wants me to cum for her…she glides her hand up and down my shaft while running her tongue inside my mouth…sucking my tongue like she sucks my cock and in seconds i’m Cumming all over her stomach and tits. We laid there for a few minutes until we started to fall asleep…then cleaned up. Needless to say we didn’t get much sleep on the train but I’d do it again in a heartbeat!
[MF] I was a “donor” for a self proclaimed cum addict
When I was in college I was still dating my highschool sweetheart. She went to school a few hours away. The long distance thing was wearing on me. This happened my soph year.
One night, a bunch of people we’re hanging out in the quad pretty late. Slowly everyone went to bed except me and this freshman girl. She was tall probably around 5’10 or so. She had long brown hair, b cup tits I think and was a bit thick below the waist, but in the best way possible.
The thing is, I wasn’t flirting with her. That’s important to note. We got to talking about our respective long distance relationships and how they sucked because of how much we wanted to get laid. She mentioned under her breath that she mostly missed cum…
As you might image I thought I heard her incorrectly. After some prodding she finally admitted that she loved sucking cock and especially the taste of cum. She explained that she’d been going crazy without her boyfriend to give her a “fix” as she put it. I mentioned that I love blowjobs more than sex. She immediately invited me over the next night when her roommate was gone.
Casual hot tub [F]un turns into something [M]ore
I guess I should start out like most and say I’m a long time lurker… and first time poster. But after last night I thought, oh hell, why not.
I’m no stranger to a good vacation fling. Heck, I lost my virginity on a cruise ship. But, it’s been a while since I’ve had some vacation fun.
What happened last night you can’t even call a one night stand. Maybe a one hour stand?? A new record for me.
Description time…
I’m a 5’5” female… soft around the middle but I know how to dress myself and look good. My DD boobs are considerably my best asset. Cute face, white straight teeth, trendy short hair. Will I ever be an Instagram model? No. But do I look good and know how to attract some male attention? Definitely.
Story time.
It was the second to last night of my cruise. My friends were all incredibly drunk (thank you, bottomless drink package) and had passed out early. I left the club and decided to wander the ship. Walked past the hot tubs on the pool deck and saw a cute guy sitting alone in one. Honestly, my expectations were not even in the same ballpark as to what would end up happening, but the idea of hot tubing under the stars sounded good so I went downstairs to change and soon returned.
A Night at the Bar [MF]
Our kids were at their grandparents for the week and it was a nice change of pace. When Thursday night rolled around, I thought I would head straight home. But some of the guys from work convinced me to go over to The Sparrow, the local bar. Calling up Marie, I could hear disappointment in her voice, but she told me to have fun.
Reaching the bar, we had a few beers while talking over work and life. We had been there for about an hour when I got distracted by a woman sitting at the bar. I had seen her enter, but didn’t pay any further attention until now. She was sitting at the bar in business dress, skirt, heels, and blouse. What caught my attention was the fact that she kept waving off any men who approached. Without realizing it, my coworker Larry decided to go over and try for himself. They talked for several minutes and things seemed to be going well, but then he must have said the wrong thing because she came scurrying back to our table. When we pressed him for details, he said that he had asked her to dance to the music that had just started, but that she coldly refused. As guys do, we all ribbed him about it for several minutes. Eventually he grew tired of it and challenged is to try. As the only married man, I refused. But they jumped all over me for not being any fun. Finally giving in, I hiked up my courage and walked over. After all, I was just going to talk to her, how much trouble could that be? Walking up to the woman I introduced myself, “Hi, I’m Ellen” She replied. We did the standard bar chit chat and I learned she was in town for the day on business and would be flying out tomorrow morning.
[MM] Sharing a Hotel Room with my Boss, part 1
I couldn’t believe my bad luck. First I was being forced to fly halfway across the country for a work seminar, and then, due to a problem with the hotel, I was forced to share a hotel room with my boss, Alex. It’s not that I didn’t like the guy, its just that we weren’t close or even acquainted by any stretch of the definition, and I didn’t feel too comfortable sharing a bedroom with him for 3 days. At least I was able to take some solace in the fact that the room had separate beds. It’s the little things, you know?
When we got to the hotel it was already almost evening. I popped into the shower quick to wash the smell of airplane off of myself and when I emerged I saw Alex unpacking his luggage into the little dresser that they have in hotel rooms like this. I never saw the point in doing such a thing, I was fine just keeping my clothes in my suitcase. For someone who works in an office, Alex was a large man. He was muscular and worked out regularly. I, on the other hand, was quite slim. I did some biking here and there so I wasn’t completely soft, but I wouldn’t call myself fit either.
“Some day huh?” I sighed. “This trip is off to a great start.”
[MM] A work conference ends wkth a big surprise, for this first time straight guy.
So for some context, I am in my mid-30’s and always considered myself as straight. Never found myself attracted to a guy, or even curious.
I attended a work conference very recently. During the conference I met up with a representative from another company, that I had briefly met before. We struck up a conversation that was very much work orientated.
For the remainder of the day, we sat alongside and shared issues about work as we kind of connected with some similarities.
Anyway conference ended and he he said lets go for a couple drinks. I followed and after a few hours and several drinks the conversations became less about work and more about just random stuff.
It was quiet late. I needed to order a taxi. He said screw that, join me in my room, at this hotel, there is an extra bed, saves you a trip etc.
I go yeah ok, makes sense.
Go up to his suite. Very plush. Jacuzzi and all.
I almost immediately ask, can I jump in? Yeah sure, is the response.
I strip down just to my white underwear and get in.
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The dishwasher is running downstairs, dinner finished fifteen minutes ago. Our daughter has gone to bed. Janet and I hurry to our bedroom to enjoy ourselves as we do every night.
“Hmmm,” I think as I finally strip off my vanilla taupe business jacket and skirt, “what can we do that’s fresh and different?” Janet is also getting naked fast, a cute smile of anticipation on her lips…. OK… a leering grin of lust… but I think it’s cute. I toss my blouse, bra, panties, and hose carelessly on a chair not thinking about that much at all.
Walking to our dresser, I dig around in our drawer of metal restraints. “Ah ha!,” I think, “this will be great!” I gather a dozen pairs of handcuffs, her best stainless steel collar, and a lovely chromed leash. Between her collection and mine, we must own two hundred pounds of chain, locks, cuffs, and all sorts of perverse toys scattered around our home everywhere except where our daughter can find them.
Jan is already kneeling in the center of our bed. Her eyes widen watching me approach with about twenty pounds of metal in my hands.
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“Tell me more about how it feels when I pin you down and cum inside,” Jessica demanded.
Sanneke switched the phone to her other ear, the edge of one canine catching her lip. Her wife had a particular heat in her tone that was oh so familiar.
“It’s best when we fight,” she answered in a soft voice. Her bare footsteps made no noise at all as she wandered the living room of their New York penthouse flat, fingers trailing over the back of the couch in absent recollection. “I have a love-hate relationship with our fights. When you’re glaring at me and seething, when I’ve pushed you and tempted you and egged you on to *just* shy of that line between lust and actual anger… I love the anticipation of knowing I’m going to get what I deserve, but I never really *want* to ‘lose’. I don’t want to let you win – I want to be conquered.
A little pent up release (and pie!) [MF]
True story from a married couple that just happened a few days ago.
After a few days of nothing going in the sexy time depart due to illness and other events, Jackie and I decided Monday was the day. I had the day off, so I got cleaned and trimmed up in her favorite way (trimmed on top with the boys silky smooth). I snapped a r/bulge type picture and sent it to her while she was wrapping up her day at work. Sadly, no r/holdthemoan picture was recipricated. When she got home and the LO was already in bed and I was making dinner. She gave me a kiss and headed to bathroom to clean up while I finished dinner. After a shower and shave, she came back in skimpy pair of panties and a little top that showed off her ample cleavage. I complimented her choice of dinner wear.
ACCIDENTAL SWINGERS [mmff] [swing] [oral] [mast] [anal] [facials] [piss] [creampie] [creampie eating]
A few months ago, Valerie asked if I wanted to grab a cup of coffee after our workouts. I barely knew her, but we were friendly and so I said sure. She sported a very elegant diamond wedding ring, so I assumed she had a purpose in asking me out that would reveal itself during coffee. Instead, we just chatted for almost two hours, laughing, touching each other on the hands and legs. Finally, I just had to know.
“So, was there something you wanted to ask me or … was this just a social outing? Because it’s not a date … is it?” I asked, glancing at her ring.
“Oh,” she laughed anxiously, running her fingers over her ring. “No, no. No. I didn’t want to ask you anything. I just wanted to get to know you. I hope you didn’t think this was a date.”
“I didn’t,” I said. “I saw the ring. I just assumed there was something –”
“Nope. Just looking for new friends.”