I’m flight attendant [F] and I know everything about sex on a airplane. PART 4

Now I’m checking the today’s flight plan and manifest and realize that this time the crew is the most extraordinary!

I personally know everyone who is going to be in the crew and have flown with them before, but here’s the fun part:

1. Both pilots are gay and they’re a couple who live together.

2. The two flight attendants are lesbians and they’re a couple who live together too.

3. An engineer who I had sex with twice is flying with us as a passenger

4. I saw them all naked and some of them I even heard having sex

5. All of them had homosexual experiences.

6. All have had group sex experiences.

7. One of our flight attendants doesn’t wear panties and bras like me and month ago, she woke me up at 5 a.m. in hotel and asked to borrow her anal lube during a layover in SIN.

8. Everyone knows who has fucked who and is fucking who now

9. The Chief of Maintenance who prepared our plane for the flight is transgender

Bound for pleasure Part 2… [F35/M50] [BDSM] [CONS] [ANAL] [TOY] [EDGING]

The story continues… but this time from your side…

I lay there, my arms and legs stretched out like a starfish, my head turned to one side, able only to catch a glimpse of him through the corner of my eye. All I could taste was the spiciness of my own cum, as it oozed from the sodden panties crushed into my mouth.

I had no choice but to swallow it down, every thick juicy mouthful reminding me of the pleasure that had just passed.

I was acutely aware of how widely spread my legs were and how, from standing behind me, he could see every millimetre of my open wet pussy, every tiny hair that I’d missed shaving and every pinky-brown little wrinkle of my ass. I felt so vulnerable, yet also in control. Yes, I was an instrument of his pleasure, but in doing so I was taking every inch of my own pleasure in going to places where I had never been before.

The tension and silence were unbearable. When was he going to make a next move? Whatever was he going to do next? The seconds passed in an eternity, becoming minutes and still I waited, slightly tensed, wondering how it would feel if he used that multi-stranded leather whip on my tender ass.

Hate Fucking Emmy | [23M/19F] [Argument] becomes [Hate fucking] [Rough] [And I mean ROUGH] [Slapping] [Choking] [Blowjob] [Facefuck] [Fucking] [Anal] [Painal] [Anal Creampie] [Scratching] so [slight blood] [Namecalling] [Degrading] [bit Emotional] [romantic/sad ending??] [dub-con]

*Hey! It’s been absolutely ages since I posted a story because I’ve been so so so busy but hopefully soon I can get back into the swing of things.*

*This story is technically a sequel to a previous story I posted called “Emmy”, but I’ve written it so it’s not necessary to have read that to understand this, but go read that if you want a more romantic story and to learn how these two characters met.*

*Now this isn’t a rape story but I’ve tagged it as dub-con ‘cos it’s very very rough and the lines of consent are slightly blurred… but it’s still two consenting adults.*

*If you’ve got any questions or thoughts about the story please leave a comment or drop me a message :)*

*Enjoy!*

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The woman on the phone speaks into my ear in the same tone of voice a doctor would use when informing you that that lump isn’t just a lump but something much more terminal.

‘We really enjoyed your collection of short stories. It’s obvious that you have a real talent when it comes to writing,’ she says. ‘But unfortunately, it’s not what we’re looking for at the moment.’

[MF] Update: I fucked my ex’s sister again. This time in her arse.

So, I’m currently lying in my own bed after a fucking wild night. We both have partners so had to go our separate ways about an hour and a half ago. I may expand this later.

We planned drinks for this evening – cocktails, since she said she was anyone’s after a couple of them – and went out under false pretences. I said I was meeting friends from work, she said she was meeting a friend who was dropping in at short notice to see her. In the interests of discretion, we took the train to the town over again and booked a room.

I’m a little bit disappointed we couldn’t spend the night, but the disappointment pales in comparison to the thrill.

She had got dolled up for me. I love it when women do this: the care and attention that goes in to being eye-catching and alluring is, in itself, really, really hot. She had done her hair, had a little black dress on, a necklace that dangled just above her cleavage and drew my eye to those fabulous, delicious, fuckable tits of hers. She was in heels, too.

Red [M+F 40’s] [oral][anal play]

I let the sports bag fall to floor as she embraced me, the door softly clicking closed behind me.
We kissed letting the built up excitement wash over us, we had been talking about this week for months, and now we were about to make it a reality.
We stood there enjoying the feel of finally having the other in our arms for the first time, taking in the presence of each other.  She stood back from me, a grin on her face as her red hair fell over one of her green eyes, “show me what’s in your bag, and I’ll show you what’s in mine”.

“Enough time for that later” I said, as she lead me into the suite, “we have other things to address first”.
I sat on the small sofa in the room, watching as she began to strip for me.

[MFM] I Was the Prize (And Clear Winner) of the Gameday Bets.

I’m a 38 year old wife, mother of three, living in middle-America. A real woman. I could be your neighbor. You’d never know, which is kind of the point. We have no clue what happens behind closed doors, up and down our street. I had a fairly popular (NoFans) Reddit account, where my husband and I shared the hot moments and sexy pics, but when you focus on the lifestyle and kink, you don’t get the full picture.

These are my stories.

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**I Was the Prize (And Clear Winner) of the Gameday Bets.**

I wasn’t planning on telling this story next, but in light of this month’s contest I figured I’d type it out. This is well after my first story of my first time being a hotwife. This is more than 2 years later, after we were more experienced in the lifestyle, had a regular bull and an established situation. Some of that should be obvious, but I wanted to be clear we’d generally not invite a bull over to our house to hang, especially with others around. Also – it got a little long, but I can’t cut anything now!. Enjoy. – Jess.

[MF] My Landlord Part IV [Vanilla] [Pussy Licking] [Anal]

[*The parts I-III are over there*](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirty_boy69/comments/wxc08b/my_landlord/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)*. I advice you to read them first. Enjoy your read.*

A few days after our last get together my landlord contacted me again. She invited me over to her place again. No, not to fuck. She had a party going on. She wanted to introduce me to some people. People that had work for me. And she casually mentioned that her daughter was around too. It didn’t took long and I confirmed her, that I will show up. A smiley came back.

About two weeks later, it was a Friday, it was party time. I dressed up as fancy as I could, then I went over to her place. I was really looking forward to meet my landlord, and to get introduced to her good looking daughter, but I definitely wasn’t looking forward to all the business small talk that was laying ahead of me. But the last thing needed to be done too, because you need to make a living with something. And taking pictures of apartments and renting them out, there are by far worse ways to earn a living.

At Work [MF 40’s] [Anal Toy] [Creampie]

I’m at work during the mid afternoon. Things have been busy but we’ve been texting throughout the day. Some have been harmless informative texts while others have been flirty and downright steamy. It’s at this moment you tell me a new toy was delivered today. It’s a plug. We’ve been playing with anal for several weeks now, this is the first toy we bought to take things to the next level.

You tell me to download the app, create a user name and search for you. I find you almost immediately. I’m sitting at my desk as I connect to the new toy. You tell me you already have it in your ass. I’m so excited my cock is throbbing in my pants. It has a throttle that I can control the vibrations inside the toy. I am excited to toy with your sexy ass. You tell me how wet you are as I start with a low buzz. We text back and forth for a while before I hear some people talking outside my office. I’m transfixed on my phone waiting to hear how you’re feeling. So excited I don’t notice that you’re standing in the doorway to my office. As I notice you, you come inside and close the door. You’re wearing a basic sundress. Nobody would suspect that you’re commando under there. I know better. You walk around my desk and sit on top of it right in front of me. You put your sandal clad feet on each arm of my chair and ask me if I like what I see of course I do! Your bald pussy is mere inches from my face. The toy, just barely sticking out of your ass. It’s quiet, but I can hear the buzzing I was in control of.

[F] 20 – Lucid dreams lead to slutty nights

Although it is becoming a rarer occurrence. When I do dream, each is incredibly vivid. Powerful in emotion, so too are the physical sensations from them even after I wake.

Yes, I’ve had the usual death and catching him cheating dreams that leave you curled up and crying in the dead of night. I am however lucky enough to say my sex dreams are just as powerful, more so.

When I dream about sex, the dream is often lucid or becomes lucid even if at first, I don’t realize it. I’m in control and if I’m horny I have sex with whoever is in my dream world. I never see their faces I never talk to them. It’s usually a man but sometimes a woman. Whatever I want to happen does.

I’ve just had one of those dreams. I’m awake and horny beyond comprehension because in my dreams they never let me cum. It’s like a sick torturous game where they keep me teetering on the edge of oblivion until my eyes open and I’m left frustrated and needy.

The worst part? Lying next to me is a hunk of a man snoring softly with no idea how much I want him right now.

[Professional MMA Fighter x Amateur Fighter] [30F/22M] [ANAL/BJ/VAG]

# Meeting my favorite MMA Wrestler, Gone Sexual

Becoming an MMA wrestler wasn’t easy. I had to find the legends that were giving Brazilian Jiu Jitsu classes. Put up some loans to pay for the extended training and coaching. Work all day, trained at night.

My body wasn’t a temple-it was a machine of flesh and bone. My old high school friends gaped at me, calling me the goat and a sigma male. Women stared at my body, then took a peek at my face. But none of those women were taking the spotlight from my ultimate crush, the Queen:

Amanda Lovato.

I knew her in a special way. She was the valkyrie of MMA. She is a practical woman in the interviews, but she was a lioness in the ring. She speaks for the rights and wrongs of the world and I always listened. For an athletic woman with the fiercest moves, she was practical.

Her advice about getting into MMA is how I paved my own path. She never gave up and reminded her fans not to give up either. “If they shove you, stand up and kick them.” is one of her quotes. It was on the poster on the back of my garage’s wall, where she had her hands raised high in the ring with her opponent still on the ground.