Shy Wife Goes To Strip Club [group]

My wife Sharon has from time to time spoken about being curious about strip clubs. This is not something that I could ever press her on. She would clam up and act like I was a pervert. However, I have always kept this in the back of my mind. 

I have a theory that all women, no matter how modest, have an exhibitionist streak in them to some degree. They like to show off, especially if they are attractive or have a nice body. My wife falls into both of these categories. At 42 she is a cute, thin brunette with perky A cup breasts. There are always guys hovering around her and she occasionally comes home with stories of being hit on. When it’s a young guy hitting on her, I’m assured of some action that night.

One night we were going out to dinner and the kids were with their grandparents. At dinner, as I plied her with wine, I tried to get her to admit to wanting to do something a little more sexually daring. She was being coy but I could see the wheels spinning in her head. Throughout dinner I would run my hand along her bare thigh under the table. At first she would brush my hand away and look around to see if anyone was looking but eventually she let me explore a little more. To make sure she stayed comfortable, I didn’t push her too far.

My Sexy Dirty Ex-Wife [MF] [Swing]

My ex-wife, Julianne (not her real name) and I had dated for nearly 2 years before we decided to move in together We live together for about a year before we got married and we were married for about 2 years at the time of this story.

Julianne had the girl next door look. She was taller about 5’8″ to 5’9″, long ass legs, dark almost dusky skin, dark brown hair, big brown eyes. Her tits were large and her ass was tremendous. She was very gregarious especially when she was drinking. Our sex life was very good at the beginning however after a time things were getting a little mundane.
To break the monotony during sex we started discussing our fantasies. I told her that I had a voyeuristic side and I’ve had it for a long time, she was very intrigued, because she was a bit of a exhibitionist. We shared quite a few secret fantasies over the coming months, to put it bluntly, her kinky matched my kinky!

One of my favorite things was watching her troll on our
social media account to attract single or married men, to message, flirt, and share nude pics. We broached the idea of swinging, however our professions were very public, and we didn’t want to risk our jobs.

Texas Flight Attendant Strips From Her Uniform and Masturbates for Her Husband and His Poker Buddies [FM] [exhibitionism][masturbation][orgasm]

Original Story With NSFW Pics IS [**HERE ON IMGUR**](https://imgur.com/1lAxxvc)

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I am a proud Texas Latina and a flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist. I love men to watch me masturbate to orgasm. It is my favorite way of sexually expressing and satisfying myself.

My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace. In other words, I wasn’t willing to give it up in a marriage. He claims he understands and continues to try but he does have his jealous moments which I completely understand.

So maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised when he said he had been talking to his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San Antonio airport about having an after-work Friday night party and wanted me to go.

I said, “It sounds to me like an all guys type of party. Why do you want me there?”

Bombshell beauty gives lucky commuter a view to never forget [exhibitionist] [voyeur] [panties]

Last summer, I was on my way to work – walking through a busy London Underground station with the throngs of other Londoners.

I had my head down, looking forward at the ground – making sure I could weave efficiently through the crowds. It was then that I saw walking confidently ahead of me, a gorgeous pair of heels, leading to a pair of toned, olive-skinned legs. I’m not a pervy kind of guy, but she walked with such a strut that I found my attention fixed on her, and I was now no longer looking for the fastest route through the mass of commuters, but following this beautifully dressed young woman as she strode through the station, presumably on her way to work.

It was a really hot day. And for anyone who’s been to London or lives here, the tube gets frightfully hot. The girl was dressed appropriately – apart from the killer shoes leading to the toned legs, she had a light looking orange skirt whose thin material clung quite closely to her, and a loose and very elegant blouse. She looked absolutely incredible and I was quite transfixed on her, to be honest.

I posed naked for my husband’s client [MF] [exh] [voy] [swing]

My husband is a fairly successful real estate agent. Recently he sold a home to an established photographer who kind of casually brought up the idea of doing a boudoir/nude photo shoot with me as the subject. Somehow he phrased it like he was doing us a favor and somehow my husband was totally onboard with it! Long story short I agreed to it and for several hours one random Saturday I was completely naked for another man. A wealthy, older, attractive man I might add lol. There was a lot of sexual tension in the room and some light touching which I was very open with my husband about afterwards.

A couple weeks after the shoot he invited us over for dinner to review the finished photos. To our surprise he had one of the pictures framed and hanging on his wall! I don’t know why but the thought him and any of his guests seeing me naked whenever they wanted was a turn on for me. Am I crazy for wanting to do another shoot with him?!

First foursome experience (and looking for more) (Part 1) [Group]

They say the flip side of excitement is anxiety. So what am I experiencing now—this feeling in the pit of my stomach, the accelerated heart rate, shallow breaths, sweaty palms?

Anxiety

But I want this, I asked for it, actively participated in searching for them. I glance at their profile once again and feel my stomach somersault, along with something else… down there. They certainly are a fit couple. She (let’s call her Anita) is gorgeous with long dark hair and a curvy elegant figure, her tight brown ass still bearing the red marks from their very rough session before, I imagine (vividly). As for him (Mike’s a good name), strong and muscular with a cock made for fucking. They’re practically porn stars.

Definitely excitement

But… what if I don’t measure up? I mean, look at her. Has a more perfect pussy ever existed? The bud of her clit, her dark inner thighs contrasted by that shocking pink inside…bet she tastes amazing.

Excitement tinged with anxiety?

Urgh, this constant flipping is driving me insane. I look over at my partner, dressed in a casual button-down, sleeves rolled up to show off those sexy arms, his specs slightly askew as he muses over the crossword on our balcony. Such a nerd; a hot nerd.

Working for Halloween (TV, public, oral, romantic, dressed at work)

**Working for Halloween**

By: Shawna Summers

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I stepped off the bus and walked the short distance to the ‘Costumes and More!’ shop. I couldn’t believe I had agreed to do this, but if I was ever going to buy a car, I needed to get the money. You’ve probably seen them, this particular costume shop always has someone in costume out in front holding a sign and waving to the cars driving by. They seemed to like to vary the costumes, I guess to show off their selection.

So, when Brad, who was the manager, called me about doing it, I wasn’t too sure. Sure I needed the money, but who wants to dress up like Spider-Man and stand waving at traffic for two hours? After I was hesitant, Brad upped the ante and was willing to pay me a little extra. He said it was since he knew me.

I walked up and pushed the door open. A small bell rang with a chime like a church bell. I guess it was supposed to be spooky, but it was really just cheesy. Of course, the whole place was. I guess that was part of the fun really. The girl behind the counter looked up as I came in. She came over towards me.

I [F] challenged myself to fuck a different girl every night my husband was out of town [FF] [MF at the end]

Note: So not going to lie, I posted this on another sub recently, so this is sort of a re-post. But I just found this sub and I think this post really belongs here. For those who have already read this, apologies. But hey, I plan to post new content soon!

Anyway, let’s get to the good shit. A couple weeks ago my husband went out of town, meaning I had our place completely to myself. I made it my goal to have a revolving door of people come over to fuck me while he was away. Sorry to disappoint you folks who get off on the cheating thing, but he’s very aware and supportive of my extramarital exploits. However, there is still something about fucking a bunch of people when you are married that feels extra dirty, even if they know. Even more so when you fuck your side pieces in your marital bed.

Back to the revolving door. I am on a lady kick right now, so I organized for a different woman to come over every night my husband would be away, three in all.

[FM] Fucked in the back of a U-Haul at the beach

This past weekend, everything was ready to finally move my stuff from my ex’s out to my own apartment. Scott luckily offered to help so we decided to make a road trip out of it. I rented a 9’ cargo van from U-haul and had experience driving large vehicles so it was no problem for me to maneuver. A long drive and a few hundred miles later, we had made it.

One of the things my ex had relented on was to give me the old couch we had. It’s pretty large, about the size of a twin bed, super comfy and perfect for overnight guests. Scott and I loaded the sofa into the back of the truck and decided to do the rest the next day. It was a beautiful summer day and I wanted to show him the beach – another couple of hours away. We grabbed some snacks and headed out, sofa in tow.

We arrived just in time for the sunset. We got seafood takeout for dinner and ate on the beach, watching the beautiful cotton candy sky and the waves come in, a perfect romantic date. Though I had one idea on my mind the entire time and was getting wet thinking about it.

When husbands are away, sluts will play…part 2 [Les] [FF] [5+ hour sex]

(This is a real story by the way, I forgot to add that to the title). For those who did not see my previous post, there is a link in the comments. It isn’t totally necessary to read before this one, but context and more reading material are both good right?

As a quick recap, my husband went out of town for a few days and I made it my goal to fuck a different lady each night while he was away. He knows I’m a huge slut, so it’s cool. But hey, still a fun sexy goal. Anyway, night 1 went well (as seen in my previous post), but now we were on to day 2.

However, I have sad news…I failed. At least for the 3 for 3. I had a hot date lined up for night two, but sadly she had to bail for work reasons. She was a new person I had not met up with yet, so it was a gamble anyway. I’m sure we will still meet-up at some point, so perhaps I will be able to report back with that story soon…