This is a true story about my wife of 40 years and her exhibitionism early in our marriage. At the time of this story, she had long brown hair that hung to cover her 38DD tits. This was back in the day when pussies were hairy. Her name is Lynn.
Early in our marriage, in the late 70’s when wet T-shirt contests first became popular, a local bar was sponsoring the first contest in this area. Being a big fan of exhibitionism, I began encouraging my (newlywed) wife to participate. The contest was still a few days away and you had to bring your own white T-shirt. She went out and bought a sleeveless, white tank-top type. The shirt accentuated her big tits and her nipples stuck out prominently. It was so thin that you could see her big areolas even before it was wet. It provided some excellent side shots of bare tit as well. I had seen some pictures of wet t shirt contests in some men’s magazines and showed them to Lynn. In these pictures, the girls were all totally naked by the time the winner was declared. When she saw this, she became very excited. The vision of my wife standing naked in front of a bar full of people entered my mind. I can’t believe how excited I was becoming. (but at the same time a little nervous).
[MF] [MFM] [MM] Repost to add the tags correctly.. memoirs of my sex life..
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[MF] – Celebrating March Madness by fucking my good friend’s ex
March Madness time always reminds me of this story from several years ago. For a bit of backstory, Tony and Maggie dated for about 5-6 years. Their relationship started in college and continued for several years after both graduated. Their jobs moved them both out of state but close enough that our friends group visited regularly on road trips. Tony and I had known each other since we were little kids.
Maggie became a popular fixture among the group in college. She was the partying type. If you wanted to go out, she was the first one out the door to the bar. She also had a very dominant personality with plenty of sarcasm to go along with it. It made her more than one of the guys that someone any of us considered in a sexual way.
That isn’t to say she wasn’t attractive. The best way I could describe her is a slightly skinnier blonde version of Ariel Winter. Huge tits on a very short, tiny frame. Not exactly my type but I certainly wouldn’t (and didn’t) say no if opportunity presented itself. (For those that want to know about me, I’ll spare you the details and tell you to look through my previous posts for a pic or two).
Knocking Up A Lesbian [MFF] [preg] [squirt] [oral] [mast]
Kara and her wife, Lexi, were planning on having a child. But Lexi wanted more than anything to carry a baby, so they started looking into options. One night, over too many drinks, Lexi put her hand on my thigh and in a sultry whisper, leaned in and said, “Unless you wanna pump me full of cum.”
Lexi always had a thing for me. And she hadn’t always been a lesbian. But when she met Kara, she just knew she had to spend the rest of her life with her.
I woke up the following morning replaying Lexi’s sultry whisper in my ear over and over. Ultimately, though, I chalked it up to her being drunk. But when my phone buzzed an hour later, I knew otherwise.
“Didja think about last night?” Lexi asked.
“Wait,” I responded. “I wasn’t sure if you were serious or not, so I didn’t want to bring it up again … but …”
“But …” she typed.
“Let’s discuss.”
20 minutes later, Kara and Lexi were sitting in my living room. Kara did most of the talking.
Taking his virginity (after a lot of fantasizing) [MF]
I’m a very long-winded writer, so if you just want to skip until the actual sex head for the *******
Before Blake, I’d had sex with three guys. All had been nice, but rather underwhelming. Blake was different from the beginning. I couldn’t stop fantasizing about him. We met through online gaming–he was a friend of a friend. Although he lived in another country, we quickly became quite close, messaging daily and eventually voice calling once or twice a week, to watch shows together, game, or just talk. Despite being extremely different people–he was very artsy, and I was a hardcore science student–we had a lot of common ground when it came to shows, interests, and even deeper beliefs about life.
Things were very platonic for a long while–we’d have slightly flirty inside jokes, but nothing obvious or intense. I happened to know that he was a virgin, probably hadn’t even had his first kiss yet. But his voice got under my skin and turned me on like nothing else. We’d often stay up so late I’d be lying in bed with all my lights off and headphones in, just listening to the sound of his voice. It was just the right combination of rough and deep that had my mind running as to what it might sound like whispering some nasty things in my ear.
You had a bad day, here’s my solution
You come home from work and tell me you had a hard stressful day. I want to take care of you and make it all better, so I start by running a bath.
“Here’s your whiskey, just stay and relax. Let me know of you need anything.”
I walk towards our room and change into a teddy, and light some candles. When I’m finished primping in the mirror, I hear you stepping out of the tub. I imagine the sight of you, broad chest and shoulders dripping with water down to your long tight legs. I here you call my name, so I tell you where I’m at.
You walk in with a towel wrapped around your waist and shoot me a cocky grin.
“Damn, this day is getting a whole lot better.”
I smile and I crook a finger for you to come closer. When you are directly in front of me, I sink down to my knees. I remove the towel and start to kiss your hardening cock. I draw your entire length to the back of my throat and gag a little. I look up at you with those big doe eyes I know turn you on.
The ti[M]e I fucked another guy’s wi[F]e
First of all, a little information about me: I’m 28, white English, 6’1″ with short red hair and green eyes. I’m generally quite slim with broad shoulders but I have a little extra padding around the midriff :)
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It was the Halloween party – notorious for heavy drinking and doing things you’d later regret. I was working for a western company with branches in various eastern european countries. The party provided a wonderful opportunity to meet the local office girls and even the most socially retarded guy could be successful. Drunk foreign girls in revealing costumes? What’s not to like? It was Saturday night, I was in a devil costume and ready to make hell. I bounced from table to table, trying to be as extrovert as possible and checking out the possible talent. As the night wore on and the drinks began to flow, the dancefloor got busier and steamier. My target was Yulia – mid-30s, pale skin, long dark hair, and her tall, skinny frame was strangely alluring in her costume consisting of basque, stockings and fishnets. Hardly original of course, but it highlighted Julia’s long legs, which drove me crazy. Mostly importantly, she was wearing no ring. In a country where women commonly get married at 18, this was definitely a bonus.
Tea Service [Part 2/3] or Little Brat Gets Punished [BDSM]
I leave his office and he starts after me, slamming the door behind him and grabbing me by the wrist, digging his fingers in, spinning me around. He’s furious, but I can’t help but keep smiling. All of this attention feels *so good*. My smirk takes him over the edge and he grabs me by the throat, slamming me up against the hallway wall with such a force that the picture frames jiggle and one smashes to the floor, shattering.
Still gripping my right wrist tightly, he holds my arm against the wall above me, putting his knee up between my legs to hold me up, loosening his grip on my throat a little bit.
“What’s wrong, Daddy?” I manage to squeak, innocently.
He leans in close and puts his cheek next to mine. Panting with rage, he whispers into my ear, fiercely and breathily “You think it’s fun to try to make me cum when I can’t? You like to tease me like that, DON’T YOU?” He screams the last in my face, spitting a little in the process. Then he leans back and looks at my face. I gaze back lustily directly into his eyes and bite my lip.
REQUEST: What is your hottest story involving sloppy seconds? [MF]
Ladies, have you ever fucked multiple guys in the same day, or one after another? Guys, have you ever fucked a woman right after she fucked someone else? Or, have you ever fucked multiple women in the same day?
Mostly interested in stories about multiple consecutive one-on-one sessions, not necessarily group scenarios.
Surprise threesome with old college friends, best thing ever [MFM]
My company’s Nashville branch manager quit in a surprising, un-pleasant manner and my bosses were freaking out. Someone has to be there Monday to do everything, or customer’s will quit or more employees will quit, and chaos ensues. OK, fine, pay me & reimburse me & remember I did this for you, send me to Nashville.
So, who do I know in Nashville? Kayla and Blake from freshmen year dorms? YES, surprise Facebook messaging! They’re there, they’re cool, come visit and we’ll have fun!
Back in college, Kayla and Blake became boyfriend-girlfriend 2 weeks into the semester. It was love, everyone could see that, that kind of ew-too perfect love for each other. And they were cool, they partied, they didn’t fight, and Kayla often got kinda naked in front of everyone. Rumors of them doing really kinky things ran around the dorm, but I always thought that made them cooler.