[MF] risky strip club encounter

I have a habit of visiting strip clubs when I am on the road for business trips. I usually go spend $20-$30 at the stage, just passing the time throwing out dollar bills. If one of the dancers is particularly interesting to me, I will try to get a private dance with them after their turn on stage. Most times that ends after a couple songs and some uninspired gyrating in my lap, and I go back to the hotel to jerk off and sleep.

My recent trip was out of the ordinary, and I figured I would share…

Within 20 minutes of arriving, one of the dancers had taken to a seating area for a lap dance. This club had a sort of tier system where you can get one-song “no touching” lap dances out in the main club area for $20, but a half hour topless “limited touching” private session for $200. I sat down and the girl (stage name: Jasmine) peeled off her top and climbed into my lap. She was grinding away and rubbing her big fake tits in my face, so far, so good, but the bouncer was sitting about 10 yards away keeping an eye on the room. Towards the end of the song, Jasmine glanced over her shoulder at the bouncer and saw that he was looking away from our sofa. Without warning, she slid a hand down between us and started grabbing my semi-hard cock through my jeans. I was taken by surprise, given how brazen it was, but then she went back to her normal routine like nothing had happened. It only lasted maybe 10 seconds, but she definitely had my attention for the remainder of the song.

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(Not quite a) Walk In The Park [MF]

Back again with another story from my time in the long-ago with Elle. Our sex life was pretty prolific for the relatively short time we were together, so I have a number of stories I can recall, but not all of them will make it up here. This one, though, was fun.

Elle and I had been dating for about a month at this point. We had realized that we couldn’t keep our hands (and other body parts) off of one another at about the two-week mark, and were still in that very high-and-floaty “gosh I can’t believe this person likes having sex with me, let’s do it a LOT” stage. We’d been hanging out and hooking up at one another’s places alternately, but had started to drift toward mine as the default because (a) it was bigger, and (b) I didn’t have roommates. This was the first weekend that she’d stayed over and was kind of a big deal. We woke up in that ridiculous new couple romantic way, with lots of slow kissing and quiet words, which led to talking about the previous night’s sex and what we each liked about it. That led to her asking if there was anything I liked that she wasn’t doing, me asking her the same, and some very frank (and hot) talk about what our deeper turn-ons and turn-offs were.

It Was Only a Kiss, It Was Only a Kiss (Cheating)

A buzz comes from beside me and a screen lights up, Steve’s name flashing up white on a blue background.

*We need to talk. Any chance I can come round?*

I bite my lower lip, lips you had pressed against drunkenly just last weekend. Lips I’d happily let kiss me. I’d felt a shot of passion at being in his arms, something that I hadn’t felt for a long, long while. We’d been all over one another for most of the night, hands getting bolder and bolder, until I left the bar and headed back home, albeit reluctantly.

Back home to my husband. Back home to one of Steve’s best friends.

Steve was an usher at our wedding, and has been my husband’s friend since he was 18. We had been friendly, nothing more over that time. Sure, I got him stealing some looks when we shared a holiday with him, back when I was a little leaner, but nothing more than usual. Now I’m carrying a little more weight around the hips – perhaps that was the reason why Jake, my husband, didn’t seem as interested anymore.

There are not enough stories about good Pussy Eatin’ [MF]

I have been lucky with my physical health. I’m not really sure what it feels like to have back or neck problems, but my S/O has some jacked up shit going on with her neck sometimes. It’s not a spinal thing, but more of a muscular thing. The muscles get tensed up, some weird movement or trigger comes along, and the muscles don’t release. This happened recently with Nadja, and she is laid up in bed for four days.

FOUR DAYS!

Four days in bed with a beautiful woman sounds like a really fantastic way to spend my time, normally. And all things considered, I am a pretty good dude. When she is laid up and not feeling well I will take care of her. Get her food. Make her laugh and keep her spirits up. Pack a bowl, throw on some Rick & Morty, and chill. I try to find solutions to what ails her or try to take her mind off of it. At the same time, I have a libido which requires attention. She was in so much pain for those four days she was mostly immobile, although it became gradually better as time passed. To make matters worse, for the past 6 months or so, I have been refraining from masturbating or releasing my seed anywhere other than inside her or on her. She has some trust issues with me and loves my cum, so this is my way of trying to both alleviate and satisfy. It’s also been a good exercise of will, which is a muscle I sometimes have a difficult time to control. Impulse control is a difficult thing for me on occasion.

[mf] bending a stranger over a picnic table

So, Craigslist personals is gone. As a farewell to all the good experiences that it’s fostered over the years I thought I’d post a story of what would end up being my last time using the site. It began with a post from a girl on the casual encounters page, asking for a guy to anonymously bend her over a picnic table in a local park. I replied, expecting not to hear back, but lo and behold a few hours later an email came through from the girl, with a photo of her wet dripping bald little pussy. I was infatuated and mentioned that I’d love to eat it. So the deal was made: we’d meet, I’d get to eat her pussy and she wanted me to fuck her in the ass in return. She said if her ass was too tight I could creampie her pussy instead. The park was on the other side of town, so I set off, and after a little bit of trouble finding the right spot (my battery was running out on my phone so I didn’t want to use Google maps too much), I pulled into a little car park close to the spot she said she’d be. She asked me to circle the block so she could get into position, and when I returned I gently honked my horn to let her know I was there. It was autumn and just starting to rain but wasn’t too cold yet. My heart pounding I walked across a little field from the carpark and over a gentle rise. On the right there was an old skatebowl and on the left a picnic table and barbeque under a pergola. And there she was, bent over the table, she had a black hooded puffer jacket on and tight grey mini skirt, and she was standing with her two long sexy legs slightly apart and her ass out. I walked over and gently caressed the fabric of her skirt, feeling her warm skin underneath. I asked if she was ok with this and she nodded her consent. I gently peeled her skirt up, exposing her plump, round ass and beautifully shaved little pussy (shed already removed her underwear before I arrived) and the large black butt plug buried in her asshole. I dropped to my knees, smelling her dampness before plunging my tongue between her soft wet folds, flicking her lips and tongue gently till she was nice and wet. I started to play with the plug in her ass, gently pulling it out and inserting it back in slowly, and she started to moan as I played with her and licked her simultaneously. I was getting harder at this point, and stood up, gently removing the plug to rest on the table and pulling my jeans down to my ankles. I grabbed the bottle of lube that she’d thoughtfully placed on the table, squirted some on my hand and gently applied it to her pussy and asshole. Then I stood, placing my body against hers, feeling the warmth of her skin against the cool air, lining my stiffening cock up to her asshole. I felt it begin to pucker and grasp my cock, as I slowly fed it into her, and then felt her open as I slid my whole length into her. I started to pump away, feeling her incredibly tight anus gripping my cock, feeling her round pillowy ass slapping against my body as my balls were sleeping against her pussy. She was moaning like crazy with every stroke and I felt my orgasm begin to build around the feeling of her tight hole sliding up and down the shaft of my penis. As she brought me to the edge with her ass I let the pleasure roll over me and I unloaded rope after rope of hot sticky cum into her waiting body. I pulled out, and doing my pants up asked if she wanted me to finish eating her out. She nodded again and I got back on my knees, pushing my face and tongue right back into her pussy, tasting her wet lips and clit and the mix of our scents on her body. I started flicking her wet clit and within minutes she was moaning and quivering again until I felt her hole body tense and then release with a sigh. And with that I thanked her and let her clean up as I returned to my car. That was the last time I used Craigslist, and since then it’s gone belly up, so that will remain my last experience of the site. Thanks to that girl for making it a memorable one ;)

Work Trip Distraction [MF]

I was away for a work trip the other day, to a city where I happened to have a lot of friends from the past. It was an overnighter, and I did have a work colleague with me, so I had to play my cards right. Maybe a six hour window that I could have some fun, as we had meetings all the following day. I didn’t particularly want to do the open call out I usually do when I’m in town, and so I messaged two old friends that I knew would be up for it.

One had a cousin’s birthday to get to, and wasn’t sure what time she’d be finished up. A bit of a pity, as she’s the one I spent the most time with on my last trip out, and to say that she was a lot fun would be a grand understatement. The other had other friends in town, but she was quite convinced that she’d be finished dinner early with them, so had time to catch me later for drinks.

Have You Purchased Your Ticket Yet?

Let’s just call this “Return of Assilingus Man”. I’m here for one thing only, to pilfer your pussy and ass with my mouth and dick. I know you want to jump on board this train. I have a few seats left for you if you’d like to join in? There will be other passengers on this ride with you. You are a specialty to me right now so are the other scantily-alluring vixens. I crave you all. I’m rummaging the canopies of this encampment and traveling from pillow to post unearthing pussies and asses galore. Again, let me make mention of this fact: you are special and a sweet delicacy. The problem is: I’m like a kid in a candy store right now, though. My hands (or should I say my tongue and lips) are immersed in this candy basket. The sounds of endless pussies being decoded and fashioned with my elaborate oral schemes are quite a treat to me right now. I could never let go of this present state. If I could, I’d remain in this fix until our sun goes supernova on our asses. Women rubbing their wet clits while I’m bottoming out in their ass patches is turning me the fuck on. I want to rip my penis from my drawers and insert the hard devil in every single snatch on this ride and allow every last woman to taste their cunt juices off my shaft. Damn, that would be so fucking lovely. Don’t you think so, too? I’d eye you so fucking hard with such passion before I stuck you with my dick, my darling. The others that inhabit this locomotive are mere objects of my lust-filled nature. You, on the other hand, I’m infatuated and awe struck by. I’m in love with you, I must say. But, I’m still a dog. I want to bring every pussy and ass that’s willing to engage in my mouth-on-ass affairs within my fold. I want to stare heavily into their eyes, too, while I’m pillaging the likes of their underbutts. Those wild, crazy eye movements and looks of despair charge my oral skills. Their hip fluctuations and maniacal outbursts continue to fuel my savage upbringing. I can hold back the misogyny not ever, not even for you, my sexy one. I’m a sucker for endless pussies and tits on my eager dick.

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[F]ilipina took [m]y virginity

We were both international grad students and this was 3 years ago. We liked each other on [match.com](https://match.com/) and chatted for a couple of days before meeting in Starbucks on campus. When we first met, my impressions about her were, short, slightly plump, great ass (madone!) and looked very innocent. We enjoyed each other’s company and we agree to see each other again. We then met at a hookah bar one fine evening. Being the dork that I am, I never made any move but she seemed to enjoy my company. I asked her about her relationship status on facebook and she told me that her boyfriend is okay with it. When in hookah bar, she mentioned that a couple of her friends were at a nearby bar and we went there to join them. As I was a teetotaler then, I didn’t order anything and she insisted on me drinking a beer. She may have realized that though I was interested in her, I wasn’t making any moves. Of course, she didn’t know that I was a introverted dork who was still a virgin back then. Anyway, I did chug a pint a beer in no time and she asked me to go to her place to drink some wine.