Our [FM] long distance sexcapades lead to me using sex toys at work and fucking myself in public view

I wrote my first entry a month or so ago about an encounter I had with one of my good friends Jason a few years back that still keeps me up at night. He’s also the one who introduced me to this subreddit so I knew he would eventually read it.

We talk pretty often about everything from the daily mundane to opening up about our kinks and fantasies. Since reading the post I made about him here, our messages to each other have gotten less platonic and increasingly hotter. He even wrote a post about me in here earlier this week so I thought it might be fun to tell you all a bit more about something a little more….recent. This involves some solo play, some of which he already knows about and some he will be learning about for the first time with all of you.

A Sticky April Fool’s Day [kinky] [mutual masterbation] [exhibitionist] [mf] [mm]

Philip and I were going to play XBox, but when I turned on the TV I froze. There stood a sultry masked vixen wearing burnt orange lingerie. Her foot was up on a wooden chair, a domineering captain’s pose that showed off her power as much as her legs.

Seeing her caused an immediate swelling in my pajamas. I was entranced by the vines stitched into her bodice; how they covered her breasts without hiding them. How proudly her hand held her hip, how her other enticingly held behind her head. She stood there, her sheer dress billowing as if in a dream.

Regaining a sense of composure, I went to change the input when Philip grabbed my wrist.

“Wait,” he said in a hushed voice. We shouldn’t be bothered the rest of the night, but I was still nervous. I knew the trouble that would come if we were caught, and knew my sister wouldn’t hesitate to report it. I was nervous, but not enough to hesitate.

The vixen flourished her hands, catching the sheer cape on her dress and pulling it behind her. I inhaled sharply. Her bottoms were a dizzying array of tangled ivy, held tight to her skin by garter straps. They linked to stockings that only existed to highlight how scandalously high up I could see.

[M] Trainer makes his [F] client pay for teasing

The gym has potential clients reach out over social media. They want to chat for a while before coming to the gym. Many are rude and just look for excuses to never come. The majority that come to the gym tend to show up without contacting first. This client was different. She emailed in, wanted to chat, but flirted immediately. She was outgoing, petite, and very perky. Blonde spinner through and through.

She came to some of the group classes. I taught most of them. After a couple of weeks she paid for private lessons. I made sure to take them before any other coaches had a chance. The sexual tension happened quickly. A good coach will use verbal queues and examples. Never touching. How perky and flirty she was made me throw all of that out of the window. I immediately put my hands on her whenever I had an excuse. I’d make her hold the bottom of a squat and tweak her form by holding her ass or pushing her knees apart while infront of her. Her responses made it clear all of this was welcome.

Working as a (M)odel with a (F) Photographer

I’ve been modeling non-professional for some years now. It started when a friend was participating in a fashion show at a cosplay event and needed someone to wear her male attire. Most of her line is Victorian dresses and assorted undergarments, but she does have a few period waistcoats and jackets for men. That’s where I came in, and happy to oblige. The following year, a couple of the other designers asked if I’d model their outfits. Of course, I said yes. The next four years I was getting the chance to wear dozens of different sumptuous outfits from the Victorian era.

Wearing several different outfits in each show meant I was changing backstage. The designers and their assistants would help me in and out of the outfits. Since most of the clothing was for females, most of the designers were female, there was always a bevy of female models, designers and assistance around as I stripped off from one outfit to the next. It was a job, and everyone was professional. So, while I was often down to just my briefs, it wasn’t an erotic experience. Even the few times I was nearly naked standing next to a female model in the same state of undress, we were both focused on what we were putting on and how to best present it to the audience.

[M+F] We asked a stranger to watch – Part 1

This is my first submission and my first time writing anything like this, so please be kind if I don’t quite have it down yet. More to come.

I often think about the things we’d do together if we had the time. I picture us alone in another city somewhere, far away from anything or anyone we know. A private weekend away, where we can let go of our inhibitions and indulge our darker selves.

You know I think you’re the sexiest woman on the planet and I’ve often fantasized about showing you off. What we have and the way we are together, lover… that’s not normal for most people. The intensity is beyond anything I’ve ever experienced. We both know it’s genuine and not a performance, but the exhibitionist in me wants to put you on display.

I see you as this sexual goddess. I want you to see that look, that hunger in someone else’s eyes and understand how desirable you are.

I made some arrangements when we were checking in. I noticed the hotel clerk eyeing your cleavage, so I told you I needed to make a call and to head up to the room without me. Then I pulled him aside and asked if he liked what he saw.

[F]18 Truth or Dare

I was widely considered a slut in high school because I’d take my clothes off anywhere for any reason, so it wasn’t a huge shock when I got dared to play a modified version of duck duck goose. I took off my top and my bra, went around and around the circle while the girl who’d dared me did the talking. After a few times around she landed on a friend of mine who I had a lot of sexual tension with but hadn’t fooled around with yet. I took off his shirt and we were supposed to make our for a few seconds.

When they called the time we both kind of realized we weren’t done. We kept making out, he groped me and played with my nipples and we’d both started to slide a hand down the other’s pants when our friends threw clothes at us so we’d stop. We stopped playing there after a truck driver thanked us for the show we have everyone who came through that area me cause it freaked a bunch of people out to realize you could see us from the main road. That was the first time I realized what an absolute exhibitionist I was, and directly led to me jacking him off while he fingered me in the bed of a different friends truck a few months later at a Christmas party. It also taught me that if everyone’s gonna think I’m a slut regardless I might as well be having fun

[MF] Visiting the Green Door for the first time

My last post made 100 upvote, so I feel inspired to share another story!

This story is from when I was 22 or 23 years old and fresh out of college. I’m lucky to still be alive because my curious nature should have killed the kitten years ago. This is the story of an old high school friend and I visiting the Green Door for the first time. Everything is true, except for the parts that aren’t.

Emily is tall at 5’9” and a former volleyball player in high school. With long blonde hair and thick thighs, she was traditionally pretty and turned heads everywhere that she went (think long haired and thicker Cameron Diaz). So, when she texted me and said that she would be back in Vegas in a few weeks, I was eager to meet to catch up. We texted off and on and coordinated logistics. She was only in town for a few days to visit family and then it was back off to Colorado.

Milf Next Door, Todd and Jenni have dinner…(MF)

*(Part 2, check profile for “By the pool…” Got a bit carried away with this scene. Spoiler; no actual sex! But I think it’s pretty sexy all the same! Feedback appreciated. Another part tomorrow (possibly the final part) if i get time!)*

Jenni was feeling a little naughty as she checked the food in the oven. After the explosive orgasm she’d had earlier perhaps her mind wasn’t quite thinking as sensibly as it could be. Convincing herself it was harmless to have a little flirt and dress a little provocatively when the boy coming to dinner obviously wasn’t going to feel the same and probably wouldn’t even pay her any attention like that anyway. He was probably just being polite saying yes in the first place.

Got facefucked and anal from older stranger at hotel [FM]

This happened one time I stayed in a hotel near the airport after my connecting train journey was cancelled. It was especially cold that day so I wasn’t about to spend hours waiting for the next train on the platform, and an overnight stay at the airport hotel wasn’t too expensive.

I had been eating well when I was on holiday and it had been considerably warmer where I’d been. I am shaved and at the time I was feeling especially soft and smooth owing to all the swimming in the sea and exercise. Back in the UK, it was duller and rainy, so I didn’t even feel up to going out and exploring the local area.

Not really knowing what to do with myself, I made myself up and got ready to go to the hotel bar on the off chance I might meet some people to chat with before going off to bed. I’d gotten used to the company while I was away and it was weird being in a place where I was so on my own and people were keeping to themselves.

Lovin’ in the Apocalypse Ch. 09 [Apocalypse, romance, horror, loving wife, sneaky sex, brothel]

Last time on Lovin’ in the Apocalypse!

Rachel continues to secretly bask in the heat of Kelsey’s scorn. Tom plays into his wife’s twisted desires and pulls Kelsey into a secret place to finally have a taste of that sweet pussy.

Meanwhile, Bruce crosses paths with Cameron’s team after spending a few days spying on New Washington. Having to flee in a hurry, Bruce mistakenly left behind evidence of his presence.

How will the group handle the signs of being stalked? Who will get satisfaction and who will be left wanting? Find out now!

Chapter 9: The Haze of Candle Smoke Nights

Tom squatted down on his haunches and rubbed his mouth as if he was deeply troubled. When dawn was starting to break and the sky turned grey, Tom had decided to check out the weird sound he heard about an hour ago. It sounded like an agitated infected fell over and then went completely silent. That was very unusual and when he could see enough details to feel safe, he came over to investigate. What he found was indeed suspicious and very concerning. Tom gathered up the items, took a slow sweeping look around and quickly made his way back to camp. He stuffed the evil items into his backpack so the others would not see them. He would have to talk to Cameron about it in private.