FFM threesome with unexpected anal [F]

this is another threesome that i had with my friend in the summer last year. you can read [the first one here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/lhhr2k/my_first_threesome_mff/). we’ve had many since the first one.

(not our real) names: Nicole 25 – me, Alex 25 – my boyfriend, Ellie 25 – my friend

i’ll skip over the not sex parts at the start, but to summarise what we did, we were talking in our garden for a couple of hours in the sun since it was a really nice day. later in the afternoon, the fun starts…

we make our way inside and go up to our bedroom, Ellie and i take off our sundresses to reveal that we were wearing nothing underneath. we then helped Alex take off his shorts and shirt.

he was already quite hard so Ellie grabbed his cock and started sucking it straight away before i even had a chance to admire it. i tried to get some too but she was too into it so i instead went behind her to eat her pussy. at this point, she (and i) were really wet from the dirty talking we were doing earlier.

vANALtines Day. I’ll do your arse then you can do mine… (28f) [FM]

“Awww, come on Alice. It’s Valentine’s Day. The most romantic day of the year. The day for couples to show how much they care for each other… Let me put it in your arse!”

These were the delightfully romantic words uttered to me several years ago by my then boyfriend Ryan. And I immediately know what you’re thinking. How did I catch myself such a charmer?

Short answer: Our relationship had started as something of a ‘Christmas fling’ that had, somehow and despite the odds, survived until February. It was a largely causal affair but, I was assured, definitely more than ‘just’ casual sex as we also went on dates which, by definition, meant we were dating. At least, so I was told.

I’m being a little unkind. Ryan was a lovely, decent guy and, without wishing to sound too shallow, was incredibly good in bed. I’d always struggled when asked by friends what I saw in him to not answer too graphically. Because if I was being honest the two primary reasons could be summed up as:

1. Remarkable stamina.
2. A thing he could do with his fingers that I could neither explain nor mimic, but that – and I’m not exaggerating – worked every time.

Stretching Submission [M/F, anthro/furry, femdom, anal, oral, pegging, size queen, erotica] (AmethystMare)

A wolf is forced down and down and down on a huge dildo, all for his Mistress’ pleasure in stretching submission…

As always, I am open for commissions starting at 30 GBP per 1,000 words – please e-mail arianmabe[at]gmail.com for more information or see my profile!

The mare forced him down, the wolf’s tongue pressed into her pussy, nose crushed against her sex, the scent of her enveloping him. Amethyst’s juices were already smeared over the wolf’s muzzle and yet that was hardly the half of it as he whimpered against her, every thrust down forcing his body to bend, to buckle, crouching over a giant dildo.

Of course, it was crammed up under his arse, though the lube only lasted for so long, his head trying to roll back, trying to relieve the pressure on his muzzle without going down any further.

So thick and so full… Razak’s head swam. It had been a while since the blue wolf had been treated to such a thing, head spinning, lust rising – but it was too big! No! He needed more time to warm-up to something like that, even as the mare over him bore down and down, forcing him to take slick inch after inch.

48 hours of submission – part 3: a walk in the park. [MF] [BDSM] [public sex]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/lfmg2y/48_hours_of_submission_part_1_the_first_morning/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/lgyfg9/48_hours_of_submission_part_2_getting_ready_ds_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

As I walked with my Master around the park, I felt hyper aware of everything that was going on around us. Every person who passed us, and with every gust of wind I tried to look as inconspicuous as ever, which probably had the opposite effect as it usually does. What certainly didn’t help is that with every movement I made I could feel the anal hook repositioning itself deep inside me, and the nipple clamps tugging on my sensitive breasts. Every step I took, I thought I was walking funny, I couldn’t shrug my shoulders without pushing the hook in deeper, I couldn’t twist or turn without rubbing the heavy hoodie material on the tight clamps on my nipples. All of those sensations made me so wet, more than before if that was even possible. My panties were still soaked with Master’s cum and soon enough I could feel the wetness slowly dripping down my thighs underneath my skirt. It felt cool and chilly every time there was a slight breeze, giving me goosebumps all over my body.

And Master would **just not stop** reminding me of all of this with his sweet, soft voice in my ear.

I [26F] mixed business with pleasure with my [22F] colleague. [FF]

A friend was very encouraging in me sharing this little experience of mine!

I work for a rather conservative (in a good way) non-profit that puts on and contributes to various fundraisers to help various persons who need financial assistance towards medical bills and costs. Parading my sluttiness around the office would definitely get me fired. Other than masturbating in my office I’m normally very disciplined about keeping my slutty side buttoned up. I tested that discipline this week!

In my office are two 22-year-olds, Shannon and Danielle, who are known as the blonde bobbleheads because of how much they like to gossip. Don’t get me wrong they are actually hard workers and can be sweethearts but they gossip non-stop. Back in early January, our company was invited to participate in a fundraiser for veterans. I accidentally walked in on Shannon blowing a gorgeous army guy. Without hesitation, I covered for her. Sluts have to look out for each other after all. She and Danielle always thought of me as a goody-two-shoes type of girl but following this incident and after a couple of glasses of wine, Shannon has a much different view of me.

[F] I [F 20] am my 56 year old married neighbor’s side chick.

I noticed him checking me out a lot when I go out here and there. We started talking and started flirting soon. I knew he was married as I am good company with his wife and kids and on a couple of occasions I have babysitted his granddaughter. I made his intention s clear from the very beginning and for me it was such a turn on to think about sleeping with someone who is a lot older than me and who have a family.

With no sense of morality or ethics, I started sleeping with him. He use to come over when his wife goes for work or pull a night shift. What’s even strange (or a turn on) is that he has used condoms with his wife all their married life but he goes in me raw and leave the proof of his infidelity inside me. I have done acts that his wife have never done such as anal, swallowing his load and having sex anywhere else other than in the bedroom. With all this going on, I am still in good company with his wife and children and we behave when they are around us.

[F] I [F 38] am allowed by my husband to have sex with other men and he initiated this years ago. I am a hotwife.

He started sharing me since we were dating. AT first, he shared me with his roommate after I moved in with him. Then it progressed to more and more men including his friends and then people he knows. After a while I started seeing the men I liked and my husband wholeheartedly supported this. Usually, my husband would be back at home with kids and I would be away with other men, or we sent off kids to either of ours parents’ place and have men come over.

I totally love this lifestyle. I am married to the men I love yet I am able to enjoy the variety of men that I want to. For me, it’s purely physical connection that I have with other men while with my husband, its emotional connection as well. So sex between my husband and other guys is entirely different and cannot be compared. Over the years I have done things that I have been curious about and have expanded my boundary- like anal, threesome, DP, gangbang, train etc. and I have loved every bit of it so far. With this being said, my husband is not into watching or joining. He loves to have one on one session with me and when I am with other man/men, he usually walks out of the room to give us the privacy.

A tinder date left her front door open for me (M26) (CNC Roleplay)

After a very brief conversation we got talking about kinks as I had the ⛓ emoji in my bio to attract other kinksters. We got talking about my rape fantasy and she shared similar desires so we discussed limits (she had basically none) and organised a time. That was the extent of the conversation.

A few days later the time came. As agreed I let myself in the front door and into her bedroom as described over tinder. There I found her lying on the bed in just her underwear. I immediately set to work, grabbing her by her hair, holding her by the jaw and starting threatening her with everything I was going to do to her.

With a quick nod to make sure we were okay to go ahead I forced her back by her throat against the side of the bed and commanded she open her mouth. I throatfucked the slut hard. It’s my biggest kink so I was taking no prisoners given this opportunity. Drool dripped down my cock and onto her tits as I fucked her mouth until dragging her by her hair to her feet and bending her over her bed. From there I teased her cunt with the tip of my dick just long enough to lul her into a false sense of security before pushing my spit-lubed cock into her ass, not her pussy. She instantly kicked and struggled, cried and whimpered, but anal was on the table and her pleading for me to stop wasn’t a safeword (as discussed).

Fetish Club Slut [M/herm, anal, oral, bondage, public, furry/anthro, erotica] (AmethystMare)

Bound in suspension bondage at the fetish club, a hermaphrodite dragoness shows an African Wild Dog slut the ropes of femdom lust…

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Soren whimpered, the African wild dog hanging in the middle of the fetish club, a pool of tasteful lighting illuminating the splash of colours, ranging from black to shades of brown and then white, in his coat. His rounded ears twitched back and forth but he had been gagged for the display, bound so that his ankles pointed up towards the O-ring in the ceiling, strong enough to support his weight, his elbows drawn back in a similar fashion to help support his weight. The crisscrossing of green rope all over his body stood out against his fur but even he could not have said just how the rope harness and bondage kept him in place, his fingers free and wriggling yet kept away from any pesky knots that he may otherwise have been able to undo.

[MF] My Wife’s Best Friend

This next experience happened this past summer. I mentioned in comments for a previous story that I haven’t brushed the lifestyle in a long time. I do not consider this to be in that arena.

It was the summer of Corona and like many my world was upside down. I was working from home with a house full of crazy. Two kids with nothing to do and a wife working as many or more hours than me. Luckily, we were able to do 90% form home.

My wife asked if she could spend an evening with her best friend. They hadn’t seen each other since before quarantine had started and her bestie was in rough shape. I couldn’t really say no, it was her bestie.

I had munchkin duty for her night out. When she got home, she downloaded everything on me. My wife needed my help with the amount of stress and strain her friend was feeling.

The next morning my wife brought it up again. I could tell she was worried about her friend’s wellbeing. We talked off and on all day between kids and work activities.