Chapter 18. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. Miami after dark.

The day passed by in a breeze.  Miami did not disappoint.  The steamy session that morning with Jack and Annie had set the tone of sexy excitement for the remainder of the afternoon.  We walked along Ocean Drive enjoying all it had to offer.  Drinks flowed.  Laughter followed.  Lust filled the air as evening fell.  

We happened upon a little club with a live band and decided to enjoy the music for a bit.  Jack was a vibrant type, who thrived on being in the mix of things.  As we made our way to a small table in the back, he reached to me and pulled me out to an open area in front of the band.  It was too small to be considered an actual dance floor, but that didn’t matter to Jack.  He wanted me in his arms.  He needed me close to him.  And I was more than happy to let him pull my little body into his for a while.

(WIP) Freeuse diary: Life as a baseball mascot [Str8] [exh]

People always ask me what it’s like to be a baseball mascot. “Is it hot in the suit?” is one of the most common questions. When the suit’s on people want to know if I’m a guy or a girl, how sweaty I am, all sorts of things.

During a match I go by Sasha Squirrel, the key mascot for local baseball team the Maple Swingers. I came up with most of the costume myself! Sasha’s costume is mostly in the mask instead of the full suits you see some others wearing. I’m fit, but definitely on the curvy side especially in the bust, and I wanted to be comfortable in the warmer weather. So instead of a full “animal suit” I’m more of a Lola Rabbit type of animal mascot, wearing a cute red and white baseball-uniform, with a bushy tail, fluffy paws, and cartoon squirrel mask.

But the question that I hands-down get asked the most is “What do even do as a mascot?”. It’s a job people know of but don’t know a lot about. So I thought I’d share a diary from what I got up to last week as the Maple Swinger’s Sasha Squirrel.

The Rebound [M/F] [public]

Amber examined her body in the bathroom mirror, her pale white skin still damp from the shower. Her light blue hair fell just above her shoulders, obscuring a pair of light brown eyes. Her small, perky tits—barely half a fistful’s worth—popped forward, their pierced nipples hardening as they adjusted to the cold bathroom.

Amber wiped a bit of water from her chest, tracing her fingers down the rose tattoo that nestled between her boobs. She let her hand wander down, skirting around her belly-button ring to rest its palm on the black landing strip above her pussy. Her fingers stretched out to gently spread open her labia. As she thought about her plans for the evening, she began to massage her clit.

To her left, the door to the bathroom swung open. The screech of the hinges made Amber jump, and her body spun to face the doorway.

“Bonsoir,” the man said as he entered the bathroom. He gave her body a thorough look over as he moved past her, throwing his towel outside a stall at the end. Amber felt her pussy dampen a bit more. The inner exhibitionist in her smiled, while the inner introvert shuddered. She quickly grabbed her things and left.

Australian surfer (F) seduces bi American traveler(s)(M)

**THE WAY TO READ THIS:**

*This was a commission I wrote for someone. The bold portions are the audio bits, and the asterisks are where the recipient is supposed to take out some sort of sex implement and begin using it or using it differently. I wrote it for someone with a vibrator, so every asterisks indicated that they had to go up one speed/gear. IF someone has any advice for how to imbed audio into the story that would be amazing. Of note is that all the names in this story are redacted, feel free to substitute them with your own names if you prefer. It normally came with pictures of me, which you can find if you dig deep on my profile.*

You grabbed your board from out back of your car, intent on enjoying another day surfing the abnormally blue Australian waters. Your bleach blonde hair rests carefully on your shoulders, and you strut out to meet the warm sand.

Academic Discipline [mind control] [corruption] [bondage] [f+m+]

Mr. Carlos stood out in the open square and looked at his three delinquent prospects. Two girls, Cindy and Vera, and a boy, Erik. Vera had one hand on her forearm, looking down and away from him with fear in her eyes. Erik stared straight ahead, looking like a recruit out of a war movie. Cindy, the shortest of the three, just looked bored.

“So who wants to tell me what happened?” Mr. Carlos said, crossing his arms and looking down at the three. Around them, other prospects passed, some on their way to training sessions. Others had stopped to watch. Most of the looky-loos were his, but he spotted a few belonging to other councilors.

It was fine, either way. For what Mr. Carlos had in mind, he could make use of them all.

The boy, Erik, spoke up in a clear, confident tone. “Mr. Carlos. We’d gone to retrieve some training material left at the Learning Center. We didn’t want to risk not having it for the Morning Session. It took longer than we thought, and it kept us out past curfew.”

The time I came in my panties while on a bus ride [F]…

Figured this would be a story worth sharing, for reference I was 20 at the time (last year).

Okay so, on one of the days when I had to catch a bus to get to university, I ended up sitting on the part of the bus right above the wheel. You know the one that everyone hates to sit on because your legs get kinda squashed?

Now I didn’t really notice it at first, I was just sitting there on the crowded bus listening to my music. After a little while though I ended up shifting in my seat, crossing my legs, and omg… immediately it was like the vibrations from the bus wheel as it was driving were going absolutely straight to my clit. It was so intense, I actually had to stop myself in that moment from gasping out loud. Now, me being me, I was being a bit of a perv and just kept sitting there with my legs crossed, enjoying the sensation of the vibrations relentlessly giving me pleasure.

I [F]ucked In Front of Multiple People In A Sex Club

An amazing experience deserves a long story.

A few Fridays ago, I had nothing planned but a regular hookup. The guy was always decent so I was looking forward to it, but when another opportunity presented itself, there was no hesitation. A guy I met on Tinder, (I’ll call him John) found me elsewhere and invited me to an event taking place that evening. It was usually a gay club but they were having an all-gender night. The only thing I knew about the venue was that all kinds of debauchery took place there, but that was enough for me to agree to go with him. Besides he was good looking, and from our banter seemed like he knew how to have a fun time. If nothing else, I would welcome the company while we explored the new setting together. We agreed he would pick me up and I set about getting ready.

Every opportunity I get, I openly fuck in front of my friends. [FM]

I love risky public sex. It gives a rush that almost no other types of fucking provides. Getting caught is the single biggest thrill that can make an orgasm go from great to fan-fucking-tastic almost instantly.

But the problem is that sometimes you don’t get caught. Risky is fun, but when it’s the being SEEN that’s the best bit it can be disappointing when no one turns up.

So I’ve turned full exhibitionist. Every opportunity I get, I openly fuck in front of my friends.

It started with my housemate. I banned myself from fucking in my bed and now only do it around the house when I know she’s home. I’ve now done it so often that she’s even stopped getting annoyed!

I also do stuff in front of friends. There’s the easy times when I’ve been sharing a room and I’ve brought guys back, but also doing blatant stuff while out with them on nights out.

The Start of a 10+ Year Affair [MF] Very Long

Even though it’s been about two years since we last had sex, in a round about way the affair is still alive. We still chat regularly and given the opportunity we’d end up having sex again. Oddly, she has been my longest sexual partner, and I guess emotional relationship.

I have no intention of breaking up their marriage, I never had. I care too much for both of them to do so. I also have a feeling that my buddy knows as well. We just never talk about it.

He and I used to work together; he started at the same company I was at about two years after I did, so I was tasked with training him. We hit it off and that first day after service we had a beer after wards. Talked sports, the job and everything else. He had just married about 6 weeks earlier, his high school sweetheart.

Over the years we would hang out more and more each time, celebrated milestone birthdays, and milestones in general. Every time getting closer and closer as friends, and confiding more in each other.

At the cinema [Public][Handjob][Non-penetrative][Masturbation][Cum on panties]

This happened a few years ago, while I was in university. I was dating a final-year nurse student. She was a mess, and the stress of the final year and residency was getting to her big time, but she was a monster in bed. You take the good with the bad.

To try to take her mind off things, I suggested we could go to the cinema one Tuesday after lunch. Early afternoon screenings are always quieter, and we could get cheaper tickets. University students, you know? So we went.

The film was some kind of Jackie Chan bullshit, but that was fine. We chose a couple of quiet seats, high up in one of the side rows, munched on our popcorn and started making out. We could have waited for the lights to go out, but who has the time for that? Time waits for no man. And neither does pussy.

My ex was not an exhibitionist, but neither was she shy about going for it in public spaces. She was also very sensitive: kissing her next and running my lips from her shoulder to her ear lobe was always guaranteed to get a reaction. Maybe it was the stress coming out or maybe it was just coincidence, but she really got into it, kissing me back passionately. She smelled and tasted of sweet-salty popcorn. She was delicious. So inevitably we quickly started getting handsy.