A Saucy Tinder Experience [FM]

*Saucy*

*/ˈsɔːsi/*

*Adjective* *INFORMAL*

*Sexually suggestive in a light-hearted and humorous way.*

 

I never thought I’d download Tinder. 

I used it ages ago, and wasn’t too keen about it after reading all the Tinder horror stories. But here I am, swiping away out of sheer desperation. I hadn’t had a proper fuck in a while, and I was tired of having nowhere to vent my pent up frustration. 

One guy caught my eye. He had a fake name “Saucy”, which I normally would swipe left on, but he reminded me of someone I knew, and I swiped right.

We didn’t match. Oh well. 

“Hey, you’re *tartful* from *university* right?”

I woke up the next morning to a text from Saucy.

“I’m Ryan, remember me?” 

Ryan. This was a name I hadn’t heard in a while. He was a uni mate that I lost touch with after graduation, and the last person that I would have thought to move to the city I’m in, but here he was. 

I replied, and we arranged to meet at a cafe near where he lives. 

Free Use Husband 2: Electric Boogaloo [M/F]

NOTE: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION

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I felt horrible making her cry.

She stayed home today on a Monday, my plans of buying some roses for her has all but vanished; I’ll have to do it tomorrow. She’s still curled up in bed in her favorite pajamas. It’s 6AM, the time I usually get up because she leaves work at 7AM so I need to make breakfast.

Her staying in is messing up my routine. No, I can’t think like that.

Regardless, I stuck to what I usually do. I made an omelet with some sliced ham, cheese and mushroom. I topped it with some freshly sliced parsley. She’s one of those people who eat eggs with Ketchup, so I placed made sure to grab it from the cupboard and place it within her reach. I just made myself some fried eggs, buttered toast and a glass of water. Breakfast already felt extravagant to me. I poured a cup of orange juice for herself.

I came on my girlfriend’s face while she asked me if I wanted to keep playing with her best friend [FFM]

Ayooo the saga continues lmao. This whole thing has got to be the peak of my sexual life, no way it ain’t downhill from here folks rip.

So Jennifer and I obviously slept in pretty late after the experience with our buddy last thursday. Neither of us took any Friday classes this semester so that we could sleep in on Fridays, haha. Gigi, however, does have a Friday class, and she was up just a few hours after I’d written what I posted a few days ago. (I can’t figure out how to link on mobile so just go check it out in my post history). I know she was up because she sent us both a picture of herself, topless, in front of the shower. The caption read, “so… shit isn’t gonna be weird now, right?”

I know that Jenn and Gigi have been topless around each other a ton, but receiving a picture of her boobs was new to me. I rolled over, slapping my hand on my phone to snooze my noon ‘get up before this oversleeping looks like mental illness’ alarm, and groaned. My head was not happy with the previous might’s drinking, but I also just hate waking up. I definitely felt better about being awake, though, when I opened Gigi’s snap and saw her messy brunette locks falling over her massive, perked up tits.

My Wife, The Professional Whore-PT. 1

Three years ago, my wife, Melissa, decided that she needed a career change. For many years, she served as a nanny for several neighborhood children, but once they aged out, she decided that she wanted to go into business for herself. She was 33 and wanted to have a career that she loved and that didn’t feel like work. Now if you know my wife, it would be no secret- to even the most casual of acquaintances- that she loves to fuck. Men or women, young or old, strangers, friends, and even family members have experienced first hand her eternal desire to constantly have her holes full of cock- big or small, real or fake- and being a nanny really hindered her sexual appetite. I fuck her as much as I can, but I knew very early on that I couldn’t possibly keep up with her sexually. Hell, the first time I met her she was sucking off an elderly man in a grocery store parking lot! That’s only the first of many times I have caught her attempting to quell her burning desire for cock.

How I (M) started sharing my girlfriend(F) [MFM] Part 1: Exploring Fantasies

I dont know how people are able to write those stories. I’ve been trying for years, and every time i get so turn on thinking about it, that it just never happens.

At the time, we had been together for 2 or 3 years already. After the first year, she didn’t have much of a libido, no matter how I was trying to spice things up, massage, vacations, etc. I never gave up, even if I knew that her parents were the same.

The way I am, I get off from my partner pleasure. If she was forcing herself to do things to please me, I would stop her. I’m 100% a pleaser. So at some point, i was trying to make her open up about her fantasies. What kind of dirty mind she has and she’s scared to admit. It didn’t go far, she told standard stuff and other that I already new about i.e. she likes it rough, she likes to be dominated.

Free Use Husband [M/F]

I exist only for her.

I’ve been poor my entire life. I don’t know my parents, I believe they abandoned me shortly after birth, and I spent my entire childhood in an orphanage. No one wanted me. As soon as I turned eighteen I was released into the world with barely any money, my paperwork, a high school education, and a few change of clothes. I was homeless for a time, living off the kindness of strangers. Eventually I landed a job as a dishwasher and a busboy for an Italian restaurant. The owner, Rosa, was kind to me and she let me sleep in the back. I saved enough money to buy some clothes and shoes to look like a proper person. I thought about buying a phone but who am I going to call? Who’s going to call me?

That restaurant saved my life and that same restaurant is where I met my wife, Lanie. She was older than me by a year, her being 20 and I had just turned 19, but I was clearing some tables and she bid me to sit with her. I think her date ditched her, she never said and I never asked, but she looked sad that night.

I (22F) invited my Indian neighbour (22M) for another movie night while my husband was away! [FM]

I’m a housewife and hubby is currently away at the moment, so I’m all alone. I’ve been having quite a few adventures with my Indian neighbour that lives in the apartment directly across from me. Since my last post, we have both been fairly busy again and he went back to Birmingham for a while only returning last week and I visited my family for a while so not much has happened between us until he came back at the start of this week and we started having short movie nights after he finished with work. We put on a nice romcom and we talked about what we did while we were away from each other.

I told him I really missed him when he was gone and I was really glad he was back now. He responded by pulling me close to him and kissing me intensely on the lips as I opened my mouth and let his tongue slide in and wrestled it with mine, holding him as tightly as I could. He pulled back and asked if I wanted to continue in our intimate hug position and before I could answer he was already laying me back down on the sofa. He then spread my legs and aligned our hips together before reconnecting our lips and french kissing me as passionately as he could. Then I wrapped my legs and arms around him and moaned into his mouth while he was grinding his hips as deep as he could in between my legs.

Symbiotic Invasion, pt. 7

Nini

Jessica and I continued milking Sebby for most of the night. He wasn’t awake for much of it, the constant climaxing and pheromone induced zombie state taking a toll shortly after Jessica straddled his lap. She moaned happily as her son’s meat filled her, then glanced at me.

“How did you do that,” she asked, “the fur changed?” Her eyes stayed on me as her hips bounced on Sebby’s lap.

“It’s hard to explain,” I started, unsure how to guide her through the intricate process. My Master’s voice beckoned inside, offering a helpful solution, and I smiled coyly. I grasped the back of her head, taking a fistful of her thick hair and pulling down to force her face up to me. Her mouth fell open in surprise just in time for my lips to push against hers, my tongue sliding into her warmth and along her wet muscle. She moaned into me as I shared knowledge via fluid transfer, _way_ easier than whatever haphazard rambling I was about to attempt. More enjoyable, too, considering Sebby’s mom fucking knew how to kiss. She sucked and licked in ways I’d never known as our kiss deepened. I was drooling from both sides by the time our lips parted, and absolutely needed another ride. Fortunately, Sebby was about at his limit at that moment. 

Hot mmmf foursome with a 33yo woman at the swingers club [Group]

Went to the local swingers club as a male yesterday. This was an evening where single males are allowed, and all ages. I didn’t have much expectations because I did expect only older 50+ couples.

A few hours before the club opens, a couple texted me and asked if I wanted to meet them first. This was a young couple, the woman 33 years old and the man slightly older. I met them at a bar. The woman had a very short black dress. Bare legs, nice skin, skinny figure and a really beautiful face. She was looking HOT! We talked for an hour and a half, and then decided to go to the club. I was really excited, not knowing what would happen. But knowing atleast one hot girl would be there made me relieved.

We entered the club and changed. The 33yo woman changed into an even shorter and skimpier dress without panties. When she sat down the dress was so short that there was no covering her beautiful shaved pussy. She had long and skinny legs, with a smooth tanned skin tone. And a few tattoos.

Bucket list (MM)

Dude, are You sure of This? Alex asked while lying naked on the couch,

-hell yeah! Vic replied while approaching him slowly from the other side of the room, why not?

-i mean, like, isn’t this gay? Alex said

-well, yeah, I mean, kinda, but what’s the problem?,

-well, I’m not gay!

-neither I am, and what’s the problem you are just gonna get a blowjob, that doesnt make you gay

-well I’m not sure,

-come on, you promised it, pinky swear,

-yeah but, I wasn’t thinking about this when you said bucket list, I mean the parachute was one thing, it made sense, but sucking a guys cock, that’s weird.

-you don’t have to suck it, but your already here and have a dick already, and a great dick, btw, I always kind of admired it.

-your making this weirder, and you sound super gay,

-I already told you I’m not gay, now shut up and let me suck your big, thick meaty cock, you fag!

-alright, let’s get this over with then

-great thanks! The boy said while he leaned into his friends manhood.