[FM] My boyfriend knows how to handle me

Last night, I really couldn’t get to sleep. My own fault, honestly, because I took a nap a couple of hours earlier and then drank coffee because I had some stuff to do.

Fast forward to laying in bed with the boyfriend at 1 AM, still wide awake. I’m just laying there trying to trick myself into falling asleep. He rolls over, asks if I’m still feeling the coffee (he knows how sensitive I am to caffeine and stuff like that). I just laugh it off, say yes, tell him I’ll get to sleep soon. He hums, and I think that’s the end of that conversation.

Couple minutes later, I feel his hands rubbing my back. It’s sweet and soothing, and as time goes on more pressure goes into it until he’s basically giving me a massage. It’s so nice because he’s going up and down my whole back, venturing to my ass every once in a while.

I want you to hunt me and stuff me [Mf] [outdoors]

When Toby arrived at the entrance of the woods, her car parked on the road, the first thing she did was kick off her slippers and wrench down her pink sweats. She shuddered as the morning breeze tickled her bare legs, its cool whispers soothing her lubed-up asshole and teasing her drenched pussy. It was finally the day of the great game; the wildest match of hide and go seek in human history.

Her shirt came off next, falling to the asphalt without a sound. Her heartbeat raced as she knelt forward, feeling her cheeks part to greet the dark sky as she picked up her clothes and threw them into her car. The road was barren. The trees whispered to each other, but the birds were still asleep. It had stormed all night, but she could see the stars and the crescent moon now, bright as ever. The world smelled of the enchanting aftermath: lush and alive. Toby wondered if her men had come, if they were watching from the shadows.

[MF] Married couple reunited after a long time apart

This took place approximately 8 months after my wife and I had our first baby. After the baby arrived, my wife and I stopped being intimate for several months.

At first, over the first 6 weeks, it was not from lack of trying, we were just constantly exhausted. We maybe had 2 or 3 quickies where orgasms were had, but they lacked the passion and lust we were used to

Later, our fatigue was topped by a complete disappearance of our libido. We just did not feel like it anymore.

6 months passed and we were finally preparing for our first vacations as a couple since we navale parents.

I was anxious about sex. Would the envy come back? What if her libido came back while mine was still close to zero? What if it was the other way around? Several scenarios run in my mind, and they all led to some kind of disappointment.

Fast forwarding to day 3 of our holidays. We spent our day trekking a tropical forest and the destination was a secluded guest house. Upon arriving the host quickly welcomed us and let us cool down. She was nice enough to offer us cold beers and fresh fruits, which were more than welcome in that heat.

The Menage A Trois [FFM]

It was a cool summer’s night, the breeze gently whipping passed Sara, blowing her dress softly as she stood, wine in hand outside this trendy wine bar. It was a Friday night and she was out with her ‘friends’. By ‘friends’ she meant people she worked with that didn’t have a whole lot in common with her. Reaching down into her clutch, she pulled out a cigarette, lit in and placed in her mouth taking a long drag. Sara was a curvy girl, Blonde shoulder length hair, round butt and pert boobs held up in her strapless floral dress. Sara rolled her ankle, trying to alleviate some pain she had from wearing her heels. Fearing that the night would be a bust, taking another drag, Sara looked through the throng of people and the mass seemed to part as her eyes fell upon a stunning sight.

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The Menage a trois [FFM]

It was a cool summer’s night, the breeze gently whipping passed Sara, blowing her dress softly as she stood, wine in hand outside this trendy wine bar. It was a Friday night and she was out with her ‘friends’. By ‘friends’ she meant people she worked with that didn’t have a whole lot in common with her. Reaching down into her clutch, she pulled out a cigarette, lit in and placed in her mouth taking a long drag. Sara was a curvy girl, Blonde shoulder length hair, round butt and pert boobs held up in her strapless floral dress. Sara rolled her ankle, trying to alleviate some pain she had from wearing her heels. Fearing that the night would be a bust, taking another drag, Sara looked through the throng of people and the mass seemed to part as her eyes fell upon a stunning sight.

Gamer Girl [F Solo][Insertion][Geek]

“yeah, I just feel awful…I wont be able to make it in today…”

Jessica pressed the call end button on the handset and placed it back into its cradle on the counter top. She smiled broadly and stretched upwards. Her baggy t-shirt lifting up her body, exposing her little black cotton panties, she yawned loudly and proceeded into her living room.

She was a petite girl, no taller than 5ft 4″, she had a slender athletic body, Long brunette hair that fell below her shoulder blades to the small of her back. Jess was currently still in night clothes, a large baggy T-shirt and panties. She strode across the living room and into her entrance hall, looking down at the brown package that was sitting just in front of her door. She bent down to pick it up, once again the t-shirt ride up across her pert little backside, her panties clinging to her and making a small mound between her legs.

“I’ve been waiting so long for this…”

The Body Swap [MF][Body Swap][Celeb]

The Body Swap

Celeb: WWE Diva Nikki Bella

People hustled and bustled within the convention hall. It was a hot and humid day in Philadelphia, thankfully the building was fully air conditioned throughout. Sam sighed, wiped his frown and scratched his head, ruffling his shaggy brown hair. Looking around at the throng of people surrounding him, he’d been to a few of these events in the past but never any that had attracted this amount of attendees. Pulling the convention guide from his pocket, he stepped to the side of the walkway so as to narrowly miss being flattened by a cosplayer in a huge costume. Opening it out, he looked over the map of the arena. Dealers area, Artists alley…Signing area! Hitting the place on the map with his finger, he then looked back up and at his surroundings. Orientating himself, he wasn’t that far away at all, it would just take a while to swim through the crowd of people. Smiling, he placed the guide back into his pocket and began on his way. Patiently making his way through the crowd, he eventually spotted his goal. As the crowd thinned, he could see a number of lines of people. All waiting eagerly to meet their favorite media stars. Sam scanned along them and his eyes fell on the person he’d came to meet. Nikki Bella. Since he was a young boy Sam had been a huge wrestling fan. He’d always favored the high flyers and power wrestlers. As he got older of course the Diva’s caught his eye and thus his love for Nikki Bella began. Not only was she utterly gorgeous but was one of the last female power wrestlers. Particularly, her finisher the Rack Attack was always a highlight in her matches for Sam.

Fantasy Island – The Final Day [Bi] [anal] [Fdom] [Msub]

Sunday, I can hardly believe it. The day was planned as a free for all where the men were encouraged to take advantage of the last day of being able to have sex with other men in a safe environment. What a fantastic service, really. I had no idea I would end up being the top pet and getting all the spoils of the title. A far more personalised and intimate experience than I could have imagined. I had one more night with Charlotte. Be still her beating heart, along with mine.

I went and sat in a chair by the window. A cool breeze was passing through. We had been blessed with beautiful weather, high upon on a hill overlooking the water. Little other signs of life though there were plenty of fishing boats. I took in what I could because by 9 am tomorrow morning, the harem would depart. Could I live here? Perhaps. It was not financial motivation but I yearned for a slower pace of life and it could be found here despite the frenetic view of an orgy environment. You could hear the house waking up as men took showers, had breakfast and engaged in lively conversation with one another. The talk today revolved around what would happen post-program.

MF Gray Thong [Fsub] [Bondage] [bdsm]

You sat there in the gray thong, crouching down on your tip-toes, ass looking like it was left on a platter. So white, just the right contrast with that gray thong.

Hands tied down with rope, rough brown stock, rope twisting and squeezing so your hands constantly push those pale and plush titties up. Little pink nipples, hard as they are, bring out the red of your hair. Your face looks like it’s starting to hurt, too much strain in your ankles, too much pressure pushing on your tits, maybe your back is starting to ache, but you sit obedient just the same.

There’s a thin mattress laying on the hardwood floor in front of you. It would be so easy to just give up and fall on the soft release, I’m not even in the room right now.

You keep the position, wait on me to come back in and pull on that gray thong. You’re at that point where you’re not sweating but perspiring, skin looks like it’s trying to catch a breath on the hot day. I squeeze one of your pink nipples, I pull it out and pull it again. They sure do have some stretch in them if a person had the inclination for that.

[MF] The interesting experience of dominating an experienced woman

I wouldn’t say I am necessarily a dom, but if some BDSM comes into play I do prefer being the ruling hand. In this case it went a lot further than I had gone before, and I didn’t expect I would enjoy it as much as I did.
WARNING: This was a wild one, and includes insulting (body) language as part of her masochistic nature.

So, I’m still in my early thirties at this point, hanging out in a bar initiated from a work anniversary. Most colleagues had gone home, but I had lingered behind enjoying some time out.

An older woman took my eye – you know the type, skin well kept, a few extra pounds, but carrying it extremely well dressed in a long dress. If I had to guess I would place her in her mid 50s.

She seemed to be alone as well, and slightly inebriated like me. After some smalltalk, all initiated by me which was a bit unusual, definite hints were given towards more fun at her place. She was not wearing a ring, nor did I see a shade. Not really the most exciting pick-up I’m afraid, but it definitely turned out well for me.