E[M]pty O[F]fice, Filled Holes

Before I start my story, I want to thank everyone who sends positive comments and messages. This outlet has been a fun way to express my newly found freedoms. Those who haven’t read them can check my post history. Anyway, this isn’t what you’re here for so onto the story.

Since becoming FWB with Steven, things started to finally fall into place with me. I had companion ship, sex, but didn’t feel trapped. I could dress how I want, talk to who I want, and be my own person. I’ve been able to experience a freedom I hadn’t in years.

When I left my ex, I had nothing. A cheap Tracfone and an older laptop were my means of communication (and picture taking). The lease for the apartment I shared with my ex ended at the end of October. He doesn’t work, the management company refused to take my name off the lease, and so I was stuck paying for it.

We went on Halloween to check for any signs of anything of mine, turn in the key, and ensure he didn’t forge my name on a lease renewal before going to activate the relatively modern phones we bought off Amazon and start a family plan because cheaper.

[FM] 43F How my husband (almost) gave me the spanking I really deserved

I have always been fascinated in a sexual way by spanking. When I was younger I used to have fantasies about being kidnapped by pirates and being spanked by them. Some of the first erotic stories that turned me on like crazy when I read them at Literotica were ones that involved submissive women, especially if they were spanked. the harder the spanking, the more it would arouse me.

Because my sexual experience was pretty limited before I met the guy who would become my husband, I never got to explore anything kinky when I was young and single. I would NEVER have told anyone about the thoughts I masturbated to. I would have died of embarrassment if anyone knew!

A few years into our marriage I told my husband about it but not the extent. He was not turned on by it. He wasn’t raised in the sort of repressive religious environment I was and, as a result, is much more psychologically healthy. Occasionally he would give me a few swats as a part of foreplay but that was as far as it ever went.

[MF] My friends first oral experience – with her work colleague cyclist

My female friend recently shared details of her first oral experience, it happened while she was still young and sexually inexperienced. The deed took place during a bike ride with one of her work colleagues.

She had known him for a while and knew his girlfriend from a few work related social events. She also knew something else about him – he was very well endowed! This had been evident on the number of occasions she had seen him arriving into work in his biking gear. Having noticed a rather distinctive outline beneath his lycra shorts, she had been a little shocked but also excited.

As time went by, she begun riding herself, although she was not quite sure if this had anything to do with what she had imagined lurking beneath the taught fabric of her work colleagues cycling shorts. Although, on the day they had agreed to go on a ride together, she had acknowledged that perhaps spending more time in his presence had been a subconscious hope of hers.

It was around the halfway point of their cycling route that they decided to make a detour off the beaten path, over a rocky hill that caused them to haul their bikes off the ground, and down in-between some bushes that concluded at a plateau overlooking the ocean.

Filming Porn of my High School Bully/Crush (part 3) [MF]

[Part 1](https://redd.it/yp8laj)
[Part 2](https://redd.it/yq47md)

I found a parking spot outside of Bella’s apartment building and found my way to the lobby, large coffee in one hand, pumpkin donut in the other, as she’d requested. I debated making a second trip for my camera gear, but managed to get both bags over my shoulders. I didn’t know her unit number, but the guy at the desk looked her up by name and directed me to the 4th floor, end of the hall on the left. When I got to her door, I took a second to catch my breath, I wasn’t quite sure what to expect next. Had she been serious about not putting on clothes today? I wasn’t sure I’d be able to stay professional facing a pair of distractions that big. I tried to manage my expectations as I put down a camera bag and coffee and used my free hand to knock.

[M]y [F]riend wanted to watch porn together

This happened the summer after me and my friend, Lily (18), graduated high school. Lily was Asian and about 5’4 with jet black hair. She was essentially as flat as a board, but she had the kind of thighs that made you wonder if she could squeeze you to death. At the time, Lily and I were good friends, but our friendship had taken a weird course. Back when we were in middle school, Lily and I used to message on FB messenger every night for hours. We would compliment each other and flirt to the best of our middle school abilities. Then, when it came time to go to school, we would ignore each other and pretend the other one didn’t existed. We would then get back home and one of us would inevitably send a message saying “let’s actually talk in person tomorrow” or “why did you ignore me today”. This continued into freshman year of high school, but eventually we drifted apart.Flash forward to senior year of high school, and we found ourselves in the same public speaking elective. After a few awkward days of us continuing not to acknowledge each other and the weird conversations we used to have on FB, eventually one of us broke the ice and we quickly became close friends again. Once more, we would spend most of the night talking, this time over text, with the added bonus of actually talking in person. We would talk about everything and anything, but sometimes the questions got a bit sexual. It was never too X rated, but questions like “so how do I give a good handjob” or “how can I make a guy cum” were common place.

[mmf] Two men, and my desire

I’m embarrassed to disclose the things I think of in the seconds right before I cum. The vivid thoughts that intrude seconds before I slip over the edge are so filthy. By anyone’s standards.

When I allow myself to think about the things I have done, I always find my thoughts drifting to the things I want to do.

And have done to me.

I was surprised by how much I liked fooling around with two men at a time. The extra body to ricochet off of makes every moment electric. It’s sex in stereo.

Fucking around with two men at the same time has given me such dimensional pleasure. Memories of past encounters feature heavily in the dirty reel I play in my mind when I lay back alone in bed with my sucking toy.

I like it when they start by taking turns with me. I want to be passed back and forth. I want to be kissed, and groped by four searching hands.

I want to lay back in bed and have both men take turns fingering my wet pussy. I want to be undressed, and fondled. I want to be teased, and titty fucked until I beg to suck, and fuck.

Hung out with Natasha alone the first time [MF]

This is a continuation of the ongoing saga of yours truly, Zach, and Natasha.

Zach and Natasha informed me via our first group text chat that Zach had to go out of town for work, while Natasha had to stay for work, which is how I finally got Natasha’s number. I was mostly non-commital, wishing him safe travels and all that, and to let me know if he needed anything. I added in a “or you Natasha” after a moment of thought, which seems to have been well-received.

So, Thursday night, after a long and grueling day of responding to email threads that don’t matter, attending Zoom/skype meetings that I can barely keep my eyes open for, and being yelled at for things that aren’t my fault, I was surprised when Natasha texted me outside of the group and asked if I wanted to hang out, grill a steak or something.

I agreed and was over in about thirty minutes, bottle of whiskey and two rib-eyes in hand, since I was taught never to visit someone without bringing a gift. Of course, I was also taught not to eat beef, so there is that… Anyway, she greeted me with a hug and then we headed to the backyard, where she already had the grill fired up. We began to cook almost immediately.

My Unforgettable MILF University Teacher [FM]

Hey everyone, my name is Chris, I’m 24 years old, half French and I’m going to tell you about an adventure I had with one of my university professors.

I was a student in my first year of a finance/economics degree in Paris. I was 18 years old at the time, lived alone in a big flat, attended classes with my friends, went out regularly. In short, I was a fairly average French student. Physically I’m relatively muscular, and had always had success but nothing too extravagant. I had only been in one (long) relationship at that time.

First year in France is always very tough. It’s a very elitist system and I wasn’t really motivated to go to classes, which I found relatively boring. Among them, there was Philosophy, and for having already done it, it was far from being my favorite subject. So I went to the first class of philosophy and was one of the first to arrive in front of the room. I didn’t know anyone, I sat down and waited calmly for the teacher to arrive. The teacher arrived right on time, and I discovered a very charming woman. To fight against the boredom, I decided to be involved in class, actively participating and getting to know my fellow classmates.

[MF] Fucked my fiancée with her sister and mother in the next room

The last day that me [M31] and my fiancée [F23] were at her family’s house we had to get in one quickie before getting on the road. We tried to be quiet but after a few moments we started to care a bit less. I was taking her from behind on the bed; and once I got going there wasn’t really any hiding at least some noise. The bed creaked however I moved; and her pussy gets so wet so quickly. Her family was out in the living room. I could hear them talking while I was fucking my little pet. I think she could too because it didn’t take her long to start shaking and biting her arm to muffle herself while she came. I kept going straight through until she had a second before pulling out.