[MF] broke in Paris Pt 3

TLDR recap: in Paris in my mid 20s I had an amazing visit with a lovely young prostitute.

Pt 3:
Slowly she washed us both off and helped me get dressed. As I left she gave me a piece of paper. Her phone number. “We get coffee,” she said. “Tuesday afternoon.”

I staggered away at 3 in the morning weak in the knees, hardly able to walk. Getting home took two hours. No cash for a cab, the metro closed. I slept all the next day and could still taste her, still feel her riding me. And Tuesday afternoon I called and she answered and told me to meet her at a cafe near the Sorbonne.

She was lovely in street clothes, a green patterned dress that came to her upper thighs. She kissed me and actually bought me a cafe au lait. Then she said, “You like me.”

“Yes.”

She explained we could go out but she was not giving up on clients. That we would be tested at the free clinic— she was tested monthly anyway— and if she didn’t feel safe after a client she’d use condoms again with me.

sneaking a peek. his story

God, watching her move is like watching the most beautiful sculpture come to life underneath the artist’s hands. She owns the room. And the funny thing is that she is completely unaware. I shake the ice around in my glass, moving the last drips of what is left to the bottom so that I can join her. She loves to dance. I love to watch her unsuspecting prey. They think that they have a certain power over her because she allows them to lead. Tonight, she is toying with someone who knows what he is doing. I won’t let this one go on too long. 

I walk across the dance floor. I feel the air shift as bodies move around me. The hair on my arms stand erect as I watch him pull her closer. I know she can feel the outline of his body through his sweat-dampened clothes at this point. I intend on replacing that feeling as soon as I can. I reach out for her hand. Her lips curl at the sides showing me her sexy smirk. Holy hell this woman is something else. The timing is perfect; her feet shift to me without even interrupting the beat. I never understand how she does this. It’s as if the music folds itself around her, not her to the music. I press my lips to her neck, inhale as much of her as I can. We move together. There is no one else. Sliding my fingertips across the delicate skin of her face, I turn her lips to mine. I need to devour her. 

I [m22] accidentally fucked my exgirlfriend [f21] in front of her little sister [f19] [MFF]

I (M30) only recently became aware of this after reconnecting with my Ex for coffee. About a year out of high school I was dating my long distance girlfriend and we would trade off spending holidays together at each others homes. One year while I was staying at her house, her younger sister and I got into a habit of trying to scare each other by hiding in different places in the house.

One day in particular, my girlfriend and I thought we were lucky enough to get the whole house to ourselves. Her sister was supposed to be a swim team and her parents went out Christmas shopping. We pulled into the garage. Yelled in the house a few times then ran up to have sex in her room.

We went into her room and closed the door, making out while tearing out clothes off. We made out, I went down on her, she went down on me, all the typical things before having sex. I remember it pretty well cause it had Been forever since we had sex. Her family didn’t expect us to be prudes of course, but we never had the chance to do anything more than cuddle or kiss while the family was around.

An erotica I wrote from personal experience 🙈

It was the March of 2005. A hot summer afternoon. It was especially hot that year. I remember sitting in the shadow of a banyan tree. The ghost tree other students called it as there were rumours that the tree was haunted. It stood out from the rest of the trees in our school and not a lot of students went near it. For me, it was a perfect place. A place of solitude in an innocent time of my life. A place where I could be by myself and do things that I couldn’t do elsewhere. I was young and had just started discovering my sexuality, a sort of exhibitionist. I could feel my body changing. Every inch of it. My breasts were getting bigger and my hips curvier. I felt different sensations that were alien to me. It was an exciting time and I was on a journey to discover what secrets my body held.

Schools in India are tough on young girls. Unlike western countries, girls had to wear a uniform that restricted us from showing off our bodies. I wasn’t allowed to freely flaunt my big breasts and our skirts were long enough to extend below the thighs. We all looked the same and we all felt the same. I always liked my freedom and hated this dress code.

30[f] Wife enjoys listening to how I’d have sex with her friends

When we were dating, at night when we are both in the mood she’d usually share reveling pics of her friends (not her closest friends) and ask whether I’m turned or what I’m imagining and the following day she’d ask did I have fun looking at the pics before sleeping. At first I said no since these felt like traps but eventually one time I said I did have fun just to check her response but I was surprised when she laughed and wanted to know what I imagined.

With time this has developed to the extent she goes down on me while I’m checking out one of her friends in her phone. She still wants to know what I’m imagining while looking at the pics. I’ve asked if she would want this in real to which she had always said no. We have sex almost everyday and this happens at least twice a week. When she’s at work I’ve sent her videos of me jerking off to her office friend. She loves it and I enjoy this a lot too.

I asked if she ever gets the chance to sleep with a girl who would it be and she said her bestfriends name.

Waking up to watch. How my girlfriend (f24) and I (m26) realized we like to be watched and eventually let our best friend join in (m26). [MFM] The following is a series from watching to full on MFM between close friends while trying to figure out exactly how far we are willing to go. story 1 of four

Sorry for the long title but it wouldn’t let me post without a 300 character minimum. Weird but finally made it work. Enjoy.

The following is a series from watching to full on MFM between close friends. May be a bit long but the story progresses as we explored our limits and pushed them in real life.

** starts the sex if you don’t want the build up

The hotel room door slammed shut behind me as I struggled to move the luggage through the small entry way. Sharing a room with my girlfriend and best friend didn’t seem like the best way to spend a layover but it being the last room available meant sacrifices were made.

“At least we got two beds,” said Jacob as he laid claim to the bed closest to the door and bathroom. Jacob, traveling light, placed his bag by the foot of the bed. His stocky frame and height of 5 foot 7 inches made us look almost like brothers.

[MF] “so apparently this is something I do now”

First of all, thank you to everyone for the nice response to my last two stories. I have fun reliving them as I write them, and nice when you receive positive feedback and comments.

This night was probably the tipping point into my “slutty phase” of my life. I hadn’t really had a wild phase when I was younger, and now I was working out of town regularly in central Florida, and was developing some sexual confidence.

By this point, I’d hooked up with a few different women over the previous months, and had gone on a date with an attractive blonde woman in her early 40s my previous trip. We’d gone out to a bar, had some drinks, flirted like crazy and made out like teenagers. She wasn’t ready to sleep together on the first date, but we’d had a great time and she assured me she was eager to have more fun the next time I was in town.

[MF] Wife getting in touch with her exhibitionist side

So if you read my previous post you know my wife is/used to be a little bit more on the shy side when it came to her sexual endeavors. Ever since I’ve started just really letting her in on my naughty side and about my fantasies it’s awakened a newer side of her that is exciting to see. It fuels me to think of more things to do and places to do it. The most recent one was in our home but available for public viewing.

Now I’ve always wondered if people really look out their windows and into other people’s houses in modern suburbia like they do in movies and tv shows. I have yet to see anything in our neighborhood but I’m not really looking out, I try to see if I can catch people looking in. So it was a few weeks ago on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. We were hanging out in our living room with the windows open to let in some fresh air. My wife gets very playful on the weekend and this weekend was no exception. She had been teasing me all morning with one of my shirts on and some sexy underwear that made her ass look phenomenal (my wife is apart of the sexy PAWG community and I love it)!

The College Girl Next Door and the Washing Machine [MF][Fiction]

After days of figuring stuff out, trial and error, starting from scratch and almost giving up hope, the engine finally fired up. Wrenching on your own stuff is very satisfying, but it’s fucking frustrating at the moments that your fix doesn’t work. I tried once again whether my fix really had worked. I pressed the starter button and… Yes! With a loud roar the bike sprang to live. I twisted the throttle a few times, just for the hell of it. Satisfied I wiped my hands on my jeans and exited my workshop to get a well-earned cup of coffee.

‘Was that really necessary? Making that much noise this early in the morning?’
Just as I was entering my garden I heard a woman’s voice calling over the fence. Despite living in a quiet neighbourhood, my garden did share its back border with student housing. Normally that’s not really a problem. Even though they liked to party from time to time, most of the time they were model neighbours. Yesterday there had been such a party, I heard noise until 2 at night. I know how it is, I’ve been a student myself, sometimes you just need to party and make some noise.
‘So? Can’t you keep the noise down?’, a blonde face stared at me from over the fence. ‘Sorry neighbour, but it’s…’ I peered down at my watch, ‘eleven AM. It’s not my problem that you partied all night long. But not to worry, I was just heading inside to grab a cup of coffee. So I can continue making noise this afternoon.’ The last bit was said with a kind of cocky grin. Screw her and her complaints.
Without waiting for her reply I turned around and headed for the kitchen door.

[MF] Our First Trip to Houston

For some context, the wife (F28) and I (M27) have dabbled in the lifestyle for a few years now. Mainly exhibitionist type stuff at a sex club not far from us. I’m 5’8″ and 7″ with an average build. My wife is 5’7″ with a slim build, and an amazing ass. This is our first post in this sub, so sorry if it’s too long!

The wife and I decided on a trip to Houston mainly to get away for a couple days and check out the food scene. Although, once we were there, we decided to check out a sex club nearby. We decided on one named TPC South. We arrived around 11:00 p.m. and we’re pleasantly surprised by how nice it was. Super clean, and a good bit of people around our age.

We were already horny, and after a few drinks, we decided to check out the play area. Up to this point my wife is usually a little reserved, but once we get to a play area, it’s like a switch is flipped. She pushes me onto a bed and start making out with me furiously. She rubs my already hard cock through my pants and is ready to get started. She unzips my pants, takes my cock out, and puts me into her mouth. She starts off with just my head in her mouth and works her tongue around. Then she deep throats and comes back up, making it extra sloppy. It’s heavenly.