Tag: Drugs

How a date with a coworker turned into the best sex I’ve ever had. [MF]

Forgive the formatting, I’m on mobile. I’m 18, she’s 18. I’m also not a fantastic write so there’s a tldr at the bottom.

I work as a middle manager at a smaller amusement park. I can’t get too specific, but it was indoors and out max capacity was 200 people. Think of it like a pool.

I had worked there for about 9 months, and at the time this girl, we’ll call her Maddy, had just started. Maddy was tiny. At about 5’1, she wasn’t very tall but she had a very tight ass, and a pretty good size rack, maybe a C cup. I should also mention that she only wore tights, which were see through if you were as determined as I was.

We immediately hit it off. She was confident, but cautious. She was quiet initially, but then started to dance to the music while working and she became very bubbly quite quickly.

It took us about a month to get as close as we are now. We’re both confident and crack jokes all the time. The only difference is that I don’t dance and she has a tendency to fly off the handle. Read more »

Our first swinger party [MF]

First of all, not only was this our first Lifestyle party, but it was our first opportunity to socialize outside of work related and kids related events in five years. Boy were we both rusty. We are also not swinger, just swinger-curious

Driving up into the bautiful mountains of Paradise Valley, AZ really set the mood. Our first Lifestyle event was a Mansion Party at a beautiful place with incredible views which were only enhanced by a summer monsoon that was slowly creeping in adding an impressive lightning storm to the already breath taking views. The hosts did an amazing job choosing this place. I must add, they were as impressive. A very good looking couple.

My husband was wearing some nice jeans and short. I was wearing a black one piece jump suit. It was a short suit stopping just below my thigh. If I bent over my pussy would be fully displayed as I was not wearing underwear. The front was a deep V that stopped just above my naval. The only thing keeping my tits from falling out was a string that laced from the bottom of the V and stopped in the middle of my bust line. Read more »

“MRS. LEFEBVRE & I” [mF, Hypno, Teacher] (Revised; 3,700+ Words)

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**ONE:** *Bad Influences*

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The year was 1995; late Spring, almost early Summer.

The way I remember it — with rose-tinted glasses firmly affixed atop my nose — that was the first truly gorgeous day of the Summer season. *And I was missing out on all of it…* I should have been outside with my friends, either skateboarding downtown, or swapping boot-legged cassettes, or maybe just smoking a little grass; but instead, I was stuck inside, suffering through the longest detention sentence of my life. *(Two and a half hours, to be exact.)*

Now, I know what you’re thinking: *What was my crime?* The one that landed me with two and a half hours of miserable detention time. Don’t forget, this was in the hay-day of Bart Simpson; plenty of rebellious teenagers my age got suspensions because they tried the ol’ cherry bomb in a toilet gag. Well, let me tell you… Read more »

“MRS. LEFEBVRE & I” [mF, Hypno, Teacher] (Revised; 3,700+ Words)

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**ONE:** *Bad Influences*

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The year was 1995; late Spring, almost early Summer.

The way I remember it — with rose-tinted glasses firmly affixed atop my nose — that was the first truly gorgeous day of the Summer season. *And I was missing out on all of it…* I should have been outside with my friends, either skateboarding downtown, or swapping boot-legged cassettes, or maybe just smoking a little grass; but instead, I was stuck inside, suffering through the longest detention sentence of my life. *(Two and a half hours, to be exact.)*

Now, I know what you’re thinking: *What was my crime?* The one that landed me with two and a half hours of miserable detention time. Don’t forget, this was in the hay-day of Bart Simpson; plenty of rebellious teenagers my age got suspensions because they tried the ol’ cherry bomb in a toilet gag. Well, let me tell you… Read more »

“MRS. LEFEBVRE & I” [mF, Hypno, Teacher] (Revised; 3,700+ Words)

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**ONE:** *Bad Influences*

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The year was 1995; late Spring, almost early Summer.

The way I remember it — with rose-tinted glasses firmly affixed atop my nose — that was the first truly gorgeous day of the Summer season. *And I was missing out on all of it…* I should have been outside with my friends, either skateboarding downtown, or swapping boot-legged cassettes, or maybe just smoking a little grass; but instead, I was stuck inside, suffering through the longest detention sentence of my life. *(Two and a half hours, to be exact.)*

Now, I know what you’re thinking: *What was my crime?* The one that landed me with two and a half hours of miserable detention time. Don’t forget, this was in the hay-day of Bart Simpson; plenty of rebellious teenagers my age got suspensions because they tried the ol’ cherry bomb in a toilet gag. Well, let me tell you… Read more »

An affair to remember…asians are the best drug! [MF]

Back story

“I’m back, just flew into town, don’t want to text Matt for weed because his new girl will get pissy, will you do it for me”

That’s how it all started…. again. Val and I had a history and it wasn’t a pretty one. It was made up of cheating, lying, drugs, alcohol, and a few sex romps. And with that one text I could tell history was about to repeat but I was helpless/willing.

God didn’t make many like her. And they don’t last long which makes them even more scarce. I would deacon her as bohemian personality with a hippy streak. She was a sexy and delicate Korean girl and yet she could party just as hard as any man and wasn’t afraid to get dirty. She had dark hair and brown, seductive Asian eyes. She was a tiny thing maybe 5 feet tall, light brown skin, and under 100lbs. Val was fire and she always burned hot.

For reference I’m 6′ 180 lbs I have always lifted weights and ran so I was and am pretty muscular. I also have dark brown hair and hazel/blue eyes. Read more »

Administrative Assistance [MF]

I have a complicated (but thoroughly enjoyable) relationship at home. We mainly have (still, after all of these years) a lot of sex, but I travel a week or two per quarter for work, as I have for the past 4 years, and we enjoy having sex with other people during my times away. We don’t play together, and we’re both bisexual, and like many others here have already written, we get hot when we hear stories from our partner — and that greatly enhances our already enjoyable sex life. We only play when I travel for work (my partner is retired now), and we have two impossible rules. First, neither of us will have drunken sex with other people. Second, we both set something up, but individually, before anybody gets play time. In other words, if she has setup a play date, but I haven’t, then her play date is off, and vice versa. This means that we’ve cancelled many, many times. Sorry, but we are those people at times. Read more »

Fist of July [MFM] [Exhibition] – Getting fisted by my airman, while using a Hitachi, in front of a random sailor.

July 4th. Happy treason day, colonials! Every year on this day I write a letter to the Queen of England and beg her to take back the colonies. So far, no response. Today I never got around to my letter writing, instead my boyfriend spent the better part of the day using me as a hand-warmer. We have discovered there’s next level orgasms to be had in the fisting game and all we had to add to the equation was my Hitachi magic wand. I’ve had sex on drugs, I know what the rest of the world is missing when they’ve never had a 5 hour bang sesh on LSD, or an 8 hour rolly-polly time on E. This is better than all of that, and accessible while sober. I never really feel the desire to get high and bang again; I’ve found Nirvana. Today in particular it was especially life changing. Read more »

Tales from My Slutwife’s Past: Her Favorite Threesome [FM], [MFM]

I am a lucky man. Almost two decades ago I met a stunningly beautiful woman on AOL IM, caught her fancy through chatting and long phone calls, and, eventually, met her in person. A few short hours later, I was staring up, admiring this gorgeous creature as she rolled her sexy hips so my cock put pressure on her clit on the way to an intense orgasm.

Over the next few years, we continued on as lovers and boyfriend and girlfriend at times, until she became my wife. While my wife and I have plenty of stories of our own that I may share if anyone is interested, this is not one of those.

When a woman is riding your cock like a bullrider hours after you first meet in person, it comes as no surprise to learn she has an extensive and varied sexual past. I have always expressed interest and never felt or showed any jealousy. Consequently, my wife often openly shares stories of her intensely erotic sexual history. These stories never fail to get my cock rock hard and aching for attention from her beautiful, perfect mouth, which she is glad to provide. I enjoy them so much, I thought you might as well. Read more »

Silent Partner- Ethans perspective part 1 (MF, cheat, noncon)

Original inspiration

Silent Partner Part 1 – MF/cheat, noncon, slow burn/long, impreg from eroticliterature

It was all a blur, well at least at first it was. The last clear memory I have is getting on my bike after the show. We had just finished a set and got our gear packedd away in the van. I was exhausted. 28 was getting to be the upper end of what was acceptable to be a lead singer in a fledgling cover band. We had our ups and downs, bigger and smaller shows, but overall we were in the middle of the scene, and not in a good way. We were still playing Tuesday night shows to drunk college kids who were too plastered, or too focused on date raping their sorority girl date to give a shit about our music. All of these thoughts raced through my head as I sped off on my Ducati, hitting gear after gear I push the limit, knowing I would hit some sort of traffic soon I let of the gas, hearing the engine over rev and shutter, trying to adapt to the sudden lack of throttle. Read more »