[F]amily [m]asseuse + accidental orgasm = bliss

This happened during the summer of 2015, when I was back at my parents’ house for a week-long vacation. I had literally just left my job at a pretty high stress law firm and had a week of holiday before I started at a smaller family type office firm. My parents had seen what the last two years at my job working 90hr weeks had done to me, so they were doing everything they could to make their son feel better. Literally, it was a bit embarrassing when I showed up at Disneyland in my mid-20s with both of my parents in tow.. but they were having a blast so I couldn’t complain.

Later that week my mom, being the sweetheart she is, had booked me a massage at the country club my parents are members of. I was pretty stoked because my last month at the firm, I was travelling non-stop (mostly D.C.) and had been in more airplane seats than I cared to count. My mom let me know that my massage was with Clara (real name because this is anonymous enough) Clara was our family favorite of the 3 masseuses at the country club – I’d probably had 15 massages at the country club and 14 of them were with Clara. Now I’m not very spiritual, but I did love the reiki healing and aroma therapy aspects she’d introduce in the massages, always got me super relaxed.

A Walk in the Park, Part 1 [MF][Voy][exh]

Jeanna walked into the room, we’d been having sex for weeks now and I was not getting tired of it any time soon. Medium height, blonde, great ass, and tits that filled your hands and threatened to spill out of many of the shirts she wore around me.

 

“Are you ready to try something new? A little more exotic?” I asked her.

 

“Sure am, I have the day off from work- so I’m all yours.” She said huskily. Already in the mood.

 

Unbeknownst to her I had been recording our last several sessions and converted them into audio files, I had them loaded onto my phone and they were ready to go.

 

She walked over to me and sat in my lap, hands roaming around my crotch. I felt up her shirt and grasped a solid handful of breast- nipple pinched between my index and middle finger.

 

“Why don’t you get out of these clothes for me?” I suggested, she immediately got up- mischief in her eyes as she toyed with the edge of her shirt.

 

[M]y ex had a good time with my [F]riends

I shared this in a PM earlier and got super turned on so I thought I would share with the community!

About 15 years ago I was dating a girl for a while that was a real slut. She had an exhibitionist streak which made it a lot of fun. She would sunbathe topless on the dock or boat and let passersby gawk. She loved giving blowjobs or handjobs at the movies and fucking in the local swimming hole, with people all around us. She was a walking adventure. Her name was Tasha. We broke up and she starts dating this other guy but still slutted around with me behind his back. It was mostly a secret but all my buddies knew. She would tell me things like “His dick is small and he cums too fast, and nobody can eat my pussy like you.” She could switch from sub to domme effortlessly. She was the perfect sexual partner for me.

One sexy as fuck dance floor, two pierced clit shows, and my wife’s double blowjob. [MFM]

There was rubber, leather and a lot of vinyl. Plenty of tattoos, spectacular make-up and a little body paint. Goths, military uniforms, gladiators, horror, steam punks, dandies. Basques, corsets, stockings, suspenders, quite a few nipple tassels, some crops and top hats. And nipples, and the occasional bare bottom.

The dance floor at this leading fetish club in the UK is a lot of fun, and not just for the more obvious reasons. It is very diverse, with a good spread of ages and body shapes. The sex ratio is even and it’s ethnically diverse. Flamboyance gets extra points. It’s fun and sexy. Much of the narrow-mindedness, judgementalism (which may not be a word) and restrictions of many vanilla clubs are absent.

My wife Layla and I hit this dance floor around 2am. We’d had a thrilling time in the dungeon, when two men, a woman and I spanked and touched Laya in front of a small audience (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6jawv6/group_kink_an_audience_watched_as_two_men_a_women/). That was followed by a couple of hours in the rather sweaty and frenetic company of two other couples. I may return to the subject of adventures 2 and 3, but for now, we downed a couple of shots with our new found friends (with benefits), and went for a dance.

Wonderland after action report (one pic included) [f][m][group]

The party lived up to its name but we don’t have much story from it. The space where Wonderland has many rooms and its center of gravity shifts over time. At the beginning everyone concentrates towards the entrance, the bar, and the dancefloor, with many ecstatic dancers and a few skilled dancers shaking their thing. It is very close to a literal mating dance. I ran into a friend who I’m always happy to see but never hang out with (something I need to remedy). And she’s always happy to see me, which means she’s actually happy to see me or is really good at faking it (but why bother faking?).

We vouched for our friend Zena, who you [may recall from previous stories](http://seattle255.tumblr.com/post/129165396939/hosting-our-first-sex-party), and she is a favorite target for spanking. Speaking of which, there was also a large room with crosses, spanking benches, and related paraphernalia set up, and we watched a lot of that action but didn’t much partake.

Surprising daddy with a [f]uck in the park

Warning: this is a loooong post and the first bit is the backstory.

So this whole encounter started with this craigslist posting I made:
> I really want to try a kind of anonymous/exhibitionist encounter. Basically the idea is we’d pick a specific place in a park (I was thinking local-park-name) where we’d agree to meet, like a bench or a landmark. You would get there first and tell me what you’re wearing so I know what to look for. I would be anonymous though aside from maybe sending body pics. You’d only know it’s me when I straddle you on the bench and kiss you. Just to be a tease I might jog by once or twice so you don’t even have a clue. After we meet and make out a bit I’d want to go back to my car (hatchback with tinted windows) where I’d let you shove your throbbing cock in me. I’d prefer that you be older and chubby/fat (I’m not completely against fit guys but the idea of me being in my workout clothes jogging around and then letting a chubby older man fuck me really sounds good). Without giving too much away: I’m fairly short and in good shape. If that sounds good shoot me an email, totally open to thoughts or suggestions for other anon/exhibition type stuff!

A Night on the Town [mf] [public] [dom/sub]

Today was quite the adventure, for more reasons than one. For starters, I dragged Chris to a shady strip club for a night on the town– halfway out of humor, halfway out of intrigue. I’ve always wanted to visit a strip club and get a lap dance or two, and just admire the women with that greedy hunger I possess for the female figure. Not only do I get a kick out of these scantily clothed beautiful women dancing seductively before me, but I also envy and respect them. Envy, because they possess one of the dream jobs of an exhibitionist like myself; respect, because these women have utilized their bodies to make hard working men throw every last penny they have their way just for a slim peek at their goods. That’s a deft power, in my opinion– I’ve never quite understood why people see strippers as objectified and taken advantage of, when this is actually only true of their clientele.

[MF] Becoming my Boss’s Slave part 2

It had been a few days since I had seen Alex Chain at work, so my life was back to normal. I was attending training sessions, learning more about the world of finance, and planning out my future career. I tried to pretend and tell myself that I didn’t care about him not calling me or showing up to see me, but it was obvious by how often I looked over toward the door during course sessions that I was only lying to myself.

Even if nothing else happened with Alex, I would have appreciated experiencing him. It was becoming clear that what I felt for him far surpassed lust. Actually, it felt as though I were falling for him, and hard.

After training that day, I was tired of arguing with myself about it and decided to try to find out where Alex was. I was walking out the door and turned to the receptionist, trying to appear as though I had just remembered to ask.

“Hey, I was wondering if you’ve seen Alex lately, I needed to ask him something about the material,” I said.
“He went to the Bahamas for the week,” she answered. “He tends to do that when he needs some time to go think over big business strategies.”

[Consensual] Life Drawing “modeling” [MF]

Forgive me if this story is a little long; it’s my first one so I’m not very good at this…But I am excited to tell it. My story takes place on my college campus a few years ago.

I was hanging out with my friends two doors down from mine trying to best a cold and play some video games to no avail. I was losing because I felt pretty miserable which pretty much swayed my decision to leave the guys, go lay down in my room, sip some orange pineapple juice and get some rest. So I bid them adieu and left to go do just that.

I get to my dorm, get comfortable after tasting myself and openup my computer to watch porn, anime or both (because sickness shouldn’t stop one from enjoying oneself, right?) When I get a text on my phone. It was from a friend of mine named Nia; she was a sophomore at the time who was studying to become an actress/opera singer.

Flora’s Journey 3- The breakup and cheating [MF][Cheating]

Hi, hope you’re all doing good. :)

[Part 1](https://redd.it/6dm93t)
[Part 2](https://redd.it/6dsmy3)

After the day I had sex with my BF and his brothers, my life took a drastic turn. SIL was a Muslim and the neighbors knew she was one, so the brothers couldn’t try their public sexual fantasies on her. I am Christian and have no religious constraints to not show my body off. I wasn’t well known in the locality too. They wanted to make me an exhibitionist and somehow I found the idea of men looking at me sexy. So I used to wear crop tops, Sarees with a low cut blouse or low neck tops with shorts, short skirts. Basically, I used to show a lot of my navel(we Indians love it) and cleavage. They used to take me around areas except the ones close to my house so I’m not recognized and I used to carry my body around, get turned on by the looks I get. It was fun.