Chapter 44. Vegas is calling.

The thrill of my first Hotwife experience had fueled weeks’ worth of passion for my husband and myself.  We had nights filled with the most erotic sex as I recounted my evening with Michael.  Each time I talked about the night, our climax seemed to be longer and more robust.  It was something we both wanted to experience again.  But another night with Michael would have to wait, as we had planned a trip to see some old friends for the upcoming weekend.

It had been a while since we had seen Jack and Annie, and Matt and Christine, so we were more than a little excited to catch up for a few days.  And we all couldn’t think of a better place to do that than in Vegas.  As my husband and I packed, I noticed that I was selecting dresses that were tighter than my last trip there.  My bikinis were a bit skimpier as well.  I had come into my own as far as feeling sexy and confident when going out.  It was such an empowering feeling and I couldn’t wait to enjoy all that Vegas had to offer with my husband and our friends.  Read more »

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[M]y first time fucking my gf sister…

It all started when one night we were all drinking during a game night. My gf and her sister were both enjoying themselves dancing and laughing until I made eye contact with her sister. All of sudden she starts dancing very provocatively and it kinda got me hard. I’m sure she noticed cause she looked down and started smiling. Completely embarrassed I excuse myself to the bathroom to get myself together. The night continues but I keep noticing her sneaking glances at me.

A few months go by of her always wanting make eye contact with me sometimes even going as far as calling me “babe” and “baby.”

One day me and her had the day off so im in my room relaxing watching tv and she decides to come in there. “What you watching?” she says. “The equalizer” I say as she begins to inch herself more and more into the room. I ask if she wants to watch too and she says yes so I scoot over on the bed to make room for her. Read more »

I cant get over my first gloryhole experience [FM]

It was a fwb who suggested this glory hole to me. It was in a public toilet in the suburbs . There’s an immigrant community over there with a lot of pent up guys. Apparently that toilet is infamous in their community for glory holes.

It was a hot summer day, so I wasn’t wearing a lot. Just a red tank top, white jean shorts and some slippers too. I had to go an hour earlier to hide in men’s side of the toilet. My fwb then went to get me some guys. It was a long wait and I was really anticipating it. My palms and body were sweating from excitement. I felt so hot.

I remember it vividly. I got into the stall in the corner. Sat on the toilet, locked the stall, and waited. Around 1030 pm, I heard a familiar voice- my fwb. He was talking in his native tongue. I could hear a bunch of guys replying to him. They came around my stall, I could see a lot of black feet in slippers from the gaps. My stall is right in the corner so only 1 by 1 sadly. First guy peeked in and I made eye contact with him through the hole. I panicked. I immediately covered the hole with my hand. I heard him yell something. I didn’t know what he said, but I heard many people cheer and whistle in response. Read more »

fucked in the middle of a crowd in a concert [FM]

I always like to go to concerts, not for the singer/band but more so to get groped lol. Last time I was groped and nearly came, this time I wasn’t so sure I can even make it there, I thought I’ll wait for another concert, but glad I did! I wore the same outfit as last time, a mini skirt, commando with a crop top braless

I got a lot of stares at the entry, many from guys who were there with their gfs. Anyways, nothing really happened until near the end of the concert, it was really crowded and people pushing, one guy was REALLY on me, like he was pushing me from behind but it was clear what he was doing. I didn’t mind and actually liked it. Then I turned back and just looked him in the eye, I think he felt nervous but I lifted up my mini skirt, and he got my signal lol. He was exactly my height if not shorter, so he didn’t have to lean down, he just unzipped his pants. I don’t think he lubed his cock, it felt really raw and so fucking amazing! Getting fucked in one of the most public places. Unfortunately it was only for like one minute before we had to stop, I don’t think anyone noticed but the concert was mostly over and people started becoming less jumpy ….etc. I had to leave quick so I just gave him a kiss on the cheek and left. I really hope he’s on Reddit lmao so he could read this

The time I sucked off the mechanic [F]

When I had my first car and it was booked in for a servide. I sucked off the mechanic. It was a garage local to my parents house. This was the first time I’d had to go to a garage and went alone as I was single at the time and my dad was busy.

When I first got there to drop my car off, I saw an older man and a younger guy who was probably my age and I was attracted to him instantly. I still remember him now, tall, dark, handsome with a chizzled jaw line. Wearing some mucky blue overalls.

I went to this garage as my dad recommended and I’m so glad he did. I was clearly nervous and and clearly attracted to him as I just couldn’t stop staring whilst I was talking to the older guy.

I got a cab to my parents house which was only about 20 mins away and couldnt stop thinking about him the whole time. When I got to my parents house no one was in as they were out for the day so I went up to my room and opened my laptop, went straight onto pornhub and searched for something along lines of “sex with the hot mechanic”. Read more »

How I Met My Girl [MF] [20s] [Voyuer caught] [Oral]

Ten years ago, the neighbors behind my house were a friendly couple, Meg and Henry. They were a really cute couple in their late 20s, no kids. We didn’t have a fence between our yards and if one of is were to have a party, it was generally assumed the other would be invited. Overall, awesome neighbors.
One day in early June, I saw Meg out back when I was mowing the lawn. She waved me over and chatted a bit. She mentioned they were going to have a party next Friday night. I told her I’d join the fun when I got home from my work trip that evening. I figured I’d probably need to cut loose a bit after a week of sharing a hotel room.

The week came and went and I ended up arriving home around 8 that evening to a nice, quiet house. As I looked out my patio door, the party was small, but it wasn’t wild. About 10 people or so, some I recognized, mingling on either end of the lawn. I put my things in my room, changed into some more relaxed clothes and went outside to grab a beer. Read more »

Almost mile high club [MF]

The *almost* refers more to the activities than the altitude.

I fly a lot for work. Nowadays I don’t socialize much on flights, but early in my career I was still very enthusiastic and would gladly spend time chatting with my seat neighbors.

About a decade ago, I was on my way back from Europe- I think it was a Paris-Seattle. I was on a window seat on the left side, or a three seats cluster (important detail for later).

My neighbor was a cute girl in her late 20s/early 30s. Shoulder-length dark hair, beautiful eyelashes, only very slightly overweight, with a fluffy sweater-clad generous chest and light gray legging. She only had the most basic makeup, she clearly wasn’t trying to attract any attention.

We started chatting almost immediately. She was coming back home after some time in Europe as part of her PhD. Exceptionally smart, amazing sense of humor, contagious laughter and that special way of keeping the gaze focused a bit longer than normal, that makes you wonder- what if..? Read more »

He Had To Taste Me [MF]

I was about two months out from a five year breakup, and man it was a doozy. He’d been my first kiss, first boyfriend, first everything, but things had gotten not good, then really bad.

And on top of all that we were barely fucking toward the end.

Suffice to say once I extracted myself from the relationship, I was a combination of horny and terrified. Terrified because at 23 I’d never been with anyone other than my ex beyond a peck on the lips from some of my girlfriends. And horny, because i had an intuition that there was a lot of great sex out there that i hadn’t had.

I did the whole mourning period, self-care, whatever thing for two months and by then I was practically foaming at the mouth. I had quite a bit of luck on tinder, which meant getting lots of matches and then being too scared or bored to actually do anything with them.

I know it doesn’t sound like much of a dry spell but when you factor in a five year dead bed relationship, it felt like my virginity was regrowing. Read more »

She brings home a gift just for me.

My wife is 5’2”, 125lbs and is pure sexual desire. She’s got those classic features of a gorgeous mixed woman but also has a nasty side. She loves to be used and abused. We’ve had our fair share of threesomes, all of them being MFM. She loves being manhandled and can’t seem to get enough cock.

She has had this crush on a fellow coworker of hers for quite sometime now, so I being the great husband I am, encouraged her to invite him out for drinks one night. Just the two of them. I told her, whatever happens, I’m okay with it. Secretly hoping she fucks his brains out. So she eagerly gets all dolled up. Heels, tight dress, fishnets. I get one look at her and I’m rock hard. Fuck she’s so hot. I know how her date is going to end, and I feel my cock move as I think about her seducing her crush and fucking him until he shoots his load all over her or deep inside her. Read more »

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My Tattoo Artist Gets Fired [MF] [Story] [Naughty Fuck] [Oral] [Fingering]

*Oh, fucccck! You idiot!*

I didn’t actually mean to fall asleep on my couch at 2pm on a Saturday, but sometimes that’s just how the shit hits the fan. My tattoo appointment was in 5 minutes.

I grabbed my phone more dramatically than I needed to and pulled up Instagram to message my tattoo artist. He probably wouldn’t see it right away but I figured it was better than nothing. His name was Jared, but everyone called him ‘Jare’.

This was my fourth tattoo with him, and I admittedly had a bit of a crush… . Not only did he do incredible work, but he was really fucking funny. And hot. He was really hot. Every time we saw each other, the sexual tension just seemed a little bit more…tense.

Earlier I had thought of putting on some makeup and doing my hair some sort of cute pig-tail way but it looked like I was just going to have to bolt. I had some striped, cotton lounge shorts on- They were definitely too short and pajama-like to wear out normally but I was just walking there and then immediately home, so I honestly didn’t care. I threw on a crewneck, some cute skate socks, and crocs. I was going for ‘hot mess’. Jared wouldn’t give a fuck, and I was comfy as hell. Win-win. Read more »