Playing with my professor and his wife. [FMF]/[FFM] (Part 2 of 2)

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Turning around to a surprised and sexy David, I leaned upward against him for a heated kiss too. For a few seconds we stood there, in our pajamas looking intently and excitedly at each other. The mood was electric and energized. David then said, “Jen, you don’t know how long I have wanted to do that.” I said, “What do you want to do now?” not knowing how to continue on from here. Tricia responded, “I need to know that you are choosing to do this, and that you don’t feel pressured.” I nodded my head enthusiastically. David followed up and said, “I think you should take your clothes off now, Jen. In fact, we are all overdressed right now.” He closed the door to the room and gave me a mischievous look, locking the knob in case Jessica woke up and tried to come in. He continued, “But first we need to talk shop. What is your birth control situation?” I told him I had a copper IUD. He then asked if I have slept with anybody recently and if we used condoms. This was all very normal to me, since I go through these types of questions with people before I am sexual with them too. I told him for the last few months I have been hooking up with this girl from one of my classes, and at the beginning of the semester I had a fling with two guys who were roomates at the same time, using condoms, also assuring them I was clean and had no symptoms of anything. Tricia told me I had nothing to worry about as they were asymptomatic, and they always used condoms when being with new partners during swinging sessions. David then said, “We trust you Jen, so it is up to you if you want me to use a condom.” Immediately, I said, “Let’s do it without! I want to feel everything.”

Playing with my professor and his wife. [FMF]/[FFM] (Part 1 of 2)

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This story has a lot of backstory and build-up, but I promise you it is worth it and will make it that much better and beautiful.

As I have written before, I have always been a sexually adventurous person. I started experimenting sexually at a young age with another girl I was close to. At the age of 15, I lost my virginity to a boy who was 18. I identify as bisexual and have always been that way I think. Both sexes turn me on pretty much equally. My parents raised me in a very open and free environment, but demanded responsibility and self-ownership. My mom was very sex-positive and educated me well on all things sex related. Interestingly, they were okay with me having boys and girls in my room privately, even overnight. I guess they figured that it was better if I was not sneaking around behind their back and felt safe and comfortable. Throughout middle school and high school, I had sexual relationships, which may appear abnormal, but it was not to me. Once I started college, I became involved in the group sex scene. You know, like orgies and swingers parties, often referred to as “the lifestyle.” One might think that such events are risky with disease and all, but these concerns are taken very seriously. At events, protection must always be used. Not that I would participate in group sex all the time, but I did very much enjoy it. I love meeting new people and exploring with them sexually, and making them feel good.

I’m the world’s worst boyfriend (or at least I used to be), [mf]

This is my first post, and I have a lot of stories to tell. (all true). Some funny, some sexy, some lucky, and some strange. If you enjoy this at all, please let me know. And spoiler alert, monogamy is difficult for me. I probably need counseling, but you aren’t going to convince me to get it.

So the back ground story today, is me, dating a girl (A). She has her best friend (T). T is my ex girlfriend. We had dated a year earlier but never slept together. She broke up with me, I started dating A, end of story (almost). I worked with T’s mom, and T’s mom had a friend (R), whom also worked with us, and subsequently was the downstairs neighbor of T and her mom.
I was in High School, 18, senior year, and I had a perfect routine. Go to school, get out at 3, tool around for a bit, sleep with girlfriend at her house, then go to work for 5 hours, go home and then do it all again the next day. One day though, I see T in the halls at school and she asks me how me and A are doing. We talk for a couple of minutes and she tells me that she regrets breaking up with me, “mostly because we never got a chance to fuck.” Mr. non monogamous was developing on this sunny day, and I respond that I’d be happy to stop by anytime to fix that, but I make it clear that I’m not breaking up with A just to sleep with her. She says “stop by today after school”!

Wishes do come true…[MF] (Naughty Couchsurfer, part 1)

Wishes do come true…

Several years ago, I’ve read the book “the Secret”. So I started playing around with wishes & they started to come true. One of my wishes is to try out Jew woman in bed. Call it just my fantasy…

As a “bad Couchsurfer”, as I am, managed to be contacted from a very nice Jewish girl living in Europe, with family in US. We meet that morning, when she came to my door. She was about 10 years younger than me with 24, 170cm, a little bit more than on photos but with fair enough of 60kg, very nice looking in face, fairly good with breasts & “blond”. Yes, blond – that also was a little strange to me, but OK.

For the reference, I was 34 years old at a time, 184cm, 75kg, athletic, ex-model, with a thick one of 18cm – uncircumcised, but mine is without the foreskin. Some girls have called it “a medicine journal example” in esthetics. & I also live in a very popular town in south east Europe.

[MF] when fantasy and reality messily collide [pregnancy risk]

“Oh yeah, and would you fuck my ass?” she texted in the middle of one of our ever more frequent exchanges. This one came on the same week as a night of phone sex, in which we alternated between nudes and hearing each other climax.

“Is that really what you’d want?” I replied. “Always thought that was just something more for porn than in real life.”

“Oh, no, totally a fantasy of mine,” she quickly clarified. “I just wish we lived closer together. Seriously, at this point, I just want to get together and bang this weekend.”

If there was an invisible narrator, voiced by Morgan Freeman, as is tradition, this is where he would say “But they did not get together and bang that weekend, they just teased each other more instead and talked about how stressful their jobs were becoming. Until one day…”

Yes, one day we both had extraordinary bad weeks at work. Her subordinates had messed up something hugely important, earning her a scolding in the process for not keeping better track of them. My job was trying what are euphemistically known as “constructive discharges” and more plainly called “make people so miserable they quit out of frustration to get headcount down before an inevitable collapse” in the then unfolding Great Recession. For months, we were each other’s’ partners in venting our frustrations, first work-related, then sexual. That day was a mutual low point.

Late Night at the Office

I had never wanted to be just another office worker. I took a job at a regional sales company after college just to give me something to do and a steady paycheck. About a year ago, they promoted me to middle management. On my first day, I knew I didn’t want to stay here forever, but after last night, I may never want to leave.

I was staying late to get caught up on some paperwork and projects that upper management had been breathing down my neck about and I thought I was the only one there. As I sat at my desk, I heard a rustling from the other side of the office. “It’s probably just the cleaning crew,” I thought to myself, nobody would still be here if they didn’t have to be. A little while later, I heard it again but since I didn’t hear much else, I decided to check it out.

Self esteem porn (for men)

There’s so much erotica out there with humiliation themes, does anyone know where I can find good writing whose emotional reaction it induces in the reader is a lot more positive? Like makes you feel more secure, more trusting, more masculine, more capable?

After Pool Fuck [MF][Oral]

We had only been in the pool for about an hour when it started to rain. She looked so cute to me, her hair wet and pulled back, her body glistening in the dim light of the newly cloudy day, and her breasts pulled tight in her bikini top. “Maybe we should head inside,” she said. “I like the rain.” “Well I’m going in.” “Okay.” She got out of the pool, from the shallow end steps, and I watched as she slipped out of the water, and it drained down her body. Her blue bikini bottoms were almost invisible, having been enveloped by her butt cheeks, and her ass looked amazing, sticking out over her pale white thighs. Lifting her arms up, she pushed some loose hairs from out of her face and disappeared into the house as I stayed, standing still under the cool rain. I just needed a moment, before I would head in behind her. I dried off slowly under the canopy, and watched as the rain began to pour harder over the water and the dark, green grass of her backyard.

[Mf][oral] butt stuff and the girl who loved giving and receiving.

I have always had a taste for the slightly inexperience girls. Not as in they were new to sex itself but have really only had pretty vanilla sex. It was such an amazing and gratifying feeling when I could introduce a new thing to someone and have them love it. It’s very addictive. However this is about a girl who was already down with everything I wanted (at the time. There’s more I’m into now that I dunno if she would be down for haha)

One thing I have always loved was having my asshole played with. Fingers, tongues and small toys were what I craved. During oral or actual sex. But this girl was well versed in such a subject.

She was about 5’4. Dyed red hair. Snake bite lip piercings. A little curvy and eager as fuck to please. Pale skin. Blue eyes. Not incredibly attractive but I would say definitely pretty. She became 10x more sexy after this first time.

20 Man Bukkake [mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmf] [anal] [oral] [buk] [mast]

I was at the grocery store earlier this week and I kept bumping into this super tall, super skinny brunette. She was as cute as hell and had a nice, tight little butt and perky little tits. I wasn’t exactly following her around the store, but I also wasn’t … NOT following her.

After a few run ins, I said, “I think you’re following me.”

She smirked and said, “Funny. I was going to say the same about you.”

We spoke for a few minutes, exchanged numbers and said we’d grab a drink one night next week.

A few nights later, Melanie and I were sitting in a private corner of our neighborhood dive bar, chatting and having a good time. And then, she stopped me.

“I have to be up front about something. I’m not … looking for anything serious,” she said. “At least not now. I’m really just trying to have fun. Is that okay?”

I nodded and said it was fine.

“There’s something else, though … and this, you might not be okay with, so I’d rather get it out of the way early on than spring it on you a few weeks from now.”