Foreign Exchange, part 10 (f/f, m/f)

Allison – 48

I’m woken by the feel of someone climbing into bed behind me. “Whoizat?” I ask.

“It’s me,” says Ingrid. “I couldn’t stay away. Not after hearing you say you love me.”

I turn to face her, still partially asleep but growing more alert with every second. There’s a tear in her right eye. I move my hand up and cup her cheek, “What’s wrong?”

“Nichts,” she says “nothing. I just need to be here tonight.”

I roll forward a few inches and kiss her deeply. My tongue dances across hers. She pushes hers into my mouth and I suck it firmly, there’s a new taste there. I push my tongue into her mouth again and across her lips. The new flavor is stronger. It’s salty and…

“Ingrid, is that..?”

She giggles a little, “Yes. I got the idea when you told me that tasting you would drive him crazy. That totally worked, by the way.”

“I’m glad you didn’t dislocate your jaw.”

Her giggle turns into a laugh, “It’s enormous!””

An Unassuming Cocksucker [FM] [STR8] [ORAL]

I am just your normal quiet easy going girl next door which you pass in line at the grocery store or starbucks and wouldn’t even glance at twice; but beneath that unsuspecting surface I am a cocksucking artist seeking to follow her passion. A blowjob is such a selfless and intimate act that requires a steadfast devotion and dedication to the man’s pleasure. It means sometimes kneeling in an uncomfortable position or on a hard surface, or using every once of dedication in my soul to continue bobbing despite a cramping jaw or my own fatigue.

I adore the beauty of giving a man this type of pleasure. That beautiful first glance as I get down or take his cock out, that says “Oh God, is she about to…”; or the tender caress of his fingers across my soft face and through my hair, which send such a beautiful signal of his love and appreciation for what I do from him.

[M]y wi[f]e and I on the balcony of the hotel

It was at a luxury 5 star resort on a balcony at night. A far cry from the BJ story I posted a few days ago.

Here’s the scene:

My wife and I had been married for about 3 and 1/2 years. We had a beautiful child in those years who was a little over two years old and we were settling into life together as a family. We had finally had sex (again, read my other post about the early days of us together) and it was amazing. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other! So we welcomed a new baby into our lives and this child was incredible.

But, as these things go, many other stresses came into play. Let me list them.

1. I was going to transition to a new job at the time. A job that came with a substantial pay raise, sure, but also was much more difficult and advanced in my field than I had experienced before.

2. This job meant we had to move, and do so with a young child without any family to help or support.

A Married Couples Journey Into the Lifestyle [MF][MF]

My wife and I have always been extremely sexual people. I was definitely a hoe in my twenties and she had her time as well. Even in the early stages of our relationship we enjoyed threesome’s and just having sexy fun with friends. After we got married, we talked and decided hey, we like getting wild every once in a while, why not try it for really real? So we got on a few swingers apps and went looking. Our main thing was yes, even though we wanted a couple to play with, we really wanted cool people that we could get to know and continue a friendship with.

At some point we met Nick and Liza. Nick was a taller, maybe 6’1 black guy with a solid build, the kind guys develop when they used to be built but now they’re settled in domestic life and stop working out… Good looking guy. Liza was tall as well, about my height around 5’11. Dark hair, pretty eyes, athletic thick coke bottle body with some very well placed tattoos. They caught our eye for many reasons: they were an interracial couple like us, they were into the same hobbies we were, they were parents, etc. We started messaging and we hit it off pretty immediately. Some time later we end up going to their place to meet face to face, with NO sexual activity involved.. we really wanted to get to know them. We mostly made it through the night… We played some dirty adult card game and all ended up naked and making out with the others spouse, but that’s as far as it went.

[M]y wi[f]e wins the bet!

So this happened not too long ago. We just welcomed our second child into the world, so this was in her 8th month of pregnancy. She was feeling big. To put it mildly.

She missed her curves, her flat tummy, her toned ass. She missed when her breasts didn’t ache from milk, when her pussy didn’t smell different. Hell, she told me she missed when she could actually SEE her pussy, instead of her belly round and tight with child. To put it frankly, she needed an ego boost.

Sex was still appealing somewhat, as she loves orgasms and cums easily. But she told me she felt clumsy and clumsy for her is the opposite of sexy. I told her she was beautiful to me, still hot and whenever she took off her clothes, I would hold her close so she could feel my erection and know she was desireable. But sex was difficult for her to get into. So, as the dutiful husband I was, I set out to wind her up!

She lay on her right side on our bed. One leg was up, her beautiful hairy pussy open and wet, as it is when she is pregnant. But she has a gleam in her eye.

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F] Part 30

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*** Chris ***

Apparently, Roxanne was the fourth member of their little troop that they picked up around 6th grade. She was the awkward girl in class that nobody took a liking to because she was “ugly”, in Alana’s words.

“You’re still an ugly bitch,” she spat at her but Roxanne only laughed and flipped her hair. I guess she’s got some confidence in her.

The falling out happened when Alana came out of the closet to her friends. While Bella and Laura were receptive and accepting, Roxanne, because of her strict religious upbringing, immediately denounced her. She had tried to “convert” her to heterosexuality which caused Alana to grow an intense hatred of her, and ultimately they parted ways.

High school was when their “glow up” phase happened. Roxanne and Alana both turned into beautiful young ladies and while Roxanne was cordial to Belle and Laura, she and Alana exchanged choice words every time they cross paths.

“Still gay?” Roxanne quipped with a smirk to which Alana replied with she’s bisexual now. “Hah, make up your mind! Either you fuck girls or fuck guys. You can’t have it both ways.” Alana clearly wanted to tell her off, but Bella held her hand and whispered something in he ears.

I pissed off my FWB and paid for it [MF] [bd] [oral] [anal]

Recently I have been sucking my FWB while he plays video games. He has been playing a game on his pile of shame called Dying Light – in preparation for the release of its second part. The game is quite fun to watch. The plot is engaging, and the combat and action is fun. But for the last few times, he has been doing a bit of just running around and levelling up his character instead of playing the story missions.

So, because I got bored watching that, one day, I just trailed my hand along his thigh, unzipped his pants, got them out of the way and slipped down to the floor and got his cock in my mouth. I don’t give him an aggressive blowjob, trying to make him cum. I just suck him slowly, languidly, taking my time to taste every inch of him, hold him all the way down my throat without doing anything, just small licks, holding him in my throat until I gag. It’s more like an edging instead of a blowjob. I can usually tease him like that for almost an hour without making him cum. The best part is that I can have small orgasms myself from just doing that, without even touching myself. But he would eventually have enough of the teasing and put the controller down and grab my hair and fuck my mouth until he cums. Because he’s trying to get his character up to a pretty high level before he continues any more story missions, this has been a daily occurrence; enough that for the last few days, he sat down sans pants so I could get to it immediately.

Gagging (Flash Fiction) (Blowjob) (Small Dick)

The crowd erupts as I hear Emily offer body shots. It’s her house party tradition, just like mine is being in a dirty bedroom on my knees. The guy is cute, but he could use some manscapping, and the room an open window. I keep sucking his cock, feeling his hand tentatively grip my hair.

One of my hands is on his balls, kneading them gently, while the other is stroking the part of his shaft not in my mouth. I can feel his hardness, this is as big as he gets, and it’s … well … not huge. I loosen my grip on his cock, and pull off.

“I know you want too, fuck my face, use my mouth”, I tell him, placing his other hand on my head. Hoping he gets the idea, but guys can be stupid sometimes, I lower my face until my nose hits stomach. I feel his hips thrust, and he starts slowly, making me take him deep.

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Chick Flick & Chill [MF] [masturbation] [mutual masturbation] [anal play] [couch sex]

“What are you doing for the rest of the evening” you inquire playfully in a distinct southern accent.

“Nothing too exciting. I’ll probably just go to my room and watch television since we’re snowed in here,” I reply with a chuckle.

The snow has been steadily falling all day, effectively making us prisoners of the Marriott. We’ve been sitting in a stuffy conference room all day listening to the CEO of our company and other corporate types with alphabet soups for titles drone on about mission statements, corporate earnings, and other items of varied amounts of interest. It would have been nice to get out and see the town for a bit and grab a bite to eat, but Mother Nature decided to be a frosty Bitch and snow us in.

“Why not join me in my room later to watch a chick flick and we can order a pizza from room service,” you suggest, sensing my lack of enthusiasm for being confined to my room all evening. I take a moment to ponder your invitation of what will probably be an evening of ‘When Harry Met Sally’ and/or ‘Pretty Woman’ versus being alone and watching reruns of Andy Griffith and reply, “I’d love to! No use both of us being bored and alone all evening watching the snow fall.”

Chick Flick & Chill [MF] [masturbation] [mutual masturbation] [anal play] [couch sex]

“What are you doing for the rest of the evening” you inquire playfully in a distinct southern accent.

“Nothing too exciting. I’ll probably just go to my room and watch television since we’re snowed in here,” I reply with a chuckle.

The snow has been steadily falling all day, effectively making us prisoners of the Marriott. We’ve been sitting in a stuffy conference room all day listening to the CEO of our company and other corporate types with alphabet soups for titles drone on about mission statements, corporate earnings, and other items of varied amounts of interest. It would have been nice to get out and see the town for a bit and grab a bite to eat, but Mother Nature decided to be a frosty Bitch and snow us in.

“Why not join me in my room later to watch a chick flick and we can order a pizza from room service,” you suggest, sensing my lack of enthusiasm for being confined to my room all evening. I take a moment to ponder your invitation of what will probably be an evening of ‘When Harry Met Sally’ and/or ‘Pretty Woman’ versus being alone and watching reruns of Andy Griffith and reply, “I’d love to! No use both of us being bored and alone all evening watching the snow fall.”