Best days ever! I am now a free use slut for my neighbour and his friends [FM]

I really really was the good girl. I mean I always liked sex but I never did it with someone who wasn’t my long-term partner. I rarely sent them any dirty pics, I was never the one to initiate the sex, rarely spoke dirty, almost never wore anything revealing except maybe on holidays, just a regular, ordinary, boring girl.

Now that took a turn that came out of nowhere. And its not like I broke up with my ex and went slut mode straight away. It’s been over a year now. I had 0, seriously ZERO sexual intercourses with men in that time. I went on a few dates and realised I don’t feel like serious relationships right now. I went out partying but didn’t fuck any stranger in the mens toilet (despite masturbating to that fantasy like a dozen times, wearing my sluttiest dress and really trying to break my fears). So no, that’s not your “hehe I broke up with ex and went goblin mode” story. I went “I don’t think I’ll have sex ever again” mode for months.

[FFM]How I inspired our married Muslim neighbour to fuck my husband

Disclaimer: On my old account I posted about a neighbour that we started having an affair with. This takes place in same building. We’ve since moved from that apartment complex but this is a I’ve always wanted to tell. And at the time my husband was actually just a fiancé, but for the sake of this chronicle I’ll just use husband.

This was the second person in our apartment that my fiancé started an affair with, but unlike the one who lived on the same floor as us, this one didn’t.

So he and I both had our own cars, and with this place we were place given two parking spots, but — to cut a long story short — we needed a third spot. The building manager said there’s parking spaces available to rent since some tenets with spots only have use one. There was one such space available quite close to our own and I was going to use that spot. Since we went through the building manager to get the spot, we didn’t know who it belonged to, only that it was a couple.

Used like a fuckdoll in my [F] first threesome [MFM]

Hey y’all. Back again with another story since the last one was received better than I thought it would be. This one’s a bit long, but I want you to feel like you’re really there. Here goes.

I met this guy (we’ll call him Kevin) a few months ago and he had mentioned that his first time ever was a MFF threesome. He had a few partners he’d done them with in the past and was in the mood to give it another try. Really hot, right? It piqued my interest and we’d already fucked solo a few times so I figured why not? He told me I should try “spitroasting” (a dick in my mouth and another in my pussy) and that I’d probably really enjoy it. I’ve always found threesomes really hot but didn’t know people actually had them who weren’t weird and sexually deprived or something. He asked for a couple nudes to advertise me with on Reddit, so I sent them and let him get to work.

The Masseurs’s tales – Chapter 1 [MF]

I was merely an adult when I started with the massage therapy as a way of living. If you ask me why I chose this profession back then, I would have responded that it seemed like good money to be made with nothing more than a course, or that I didn’t want to work under a boss. Those would have been utter lies. Now that I´m older and less ashamed of telling the truth, the answer is simple: I was (and am) a horny fuck, and thought maybe, just maybe, this could be the door to get between so many legs… That is the real reason I started in this, and also the reason why I continue to do it. And, oh boy, do I have some stories to share…

First date: Sleeping with a stranger [M27/F22]

This story starts at the time I worked as a secretary at a small legal firm and was about to be promoted to personal assistant to one of the managers. The only thing between me and that promotion were some certifications missing from my repertoire.

To get these certifications and the coveted promotion, I was sent to a training center where I was enrolled in weekly classes – three days per week, after working hours – for the next two months.

The training center of course, is where I met Jonathan. He was not one of the instructors – though that could have been quite interesting – nor was he another student. He worked the front desk, enrolling students, providing paperwork, answering all your questions.

Every day Jonathan welcomed you with a warm smile, a well-meant compliment or a joke to brighten up your day. I felt swiftly attracted to the handsome, friendly man.

I replied to his good-natured quips in kind and often found myself chatting to him until I was almost late for class. We flirted eagerly and I often ended our conversations lamenting that my group was starting and would sorely miss his company.

That time we [M40,F40] had [Group][MFMF] with our friends[M42,F39]

Myself and my wife, Lisa, have both had group sex before. Only once as a couple but previous to our relationship I had a few threesomes and she had two so we were no strangers to the idea of it. However, over time, our number one sex bucketlist item that we wanted to tick off was to have sex with another couple, specifically a hot couple! We didn’t want to do this with strangers but also didn’t want to do it with anyone too close. Then we met Carl and Beth! Carl is from Ireland (as are myself and Lucy, this story takes place in Cork, Ireland) but had lived in Asia for years, running a nightclub where he met his stripper girlfriend Beth, marrying her before moving back to Ireland. In Ireland they joined my wife’s gym where they became good friends and eventually, we started socialising with them. Over time, this socialising verged on flirty as we became more candid of our sex lives and more comfortable with each other. We had never been out with them without others but on this occasion we arranged a night with just us four. Whenever Carl and Beth went out in the city they stayed in a hotel whereas myself and Lisa lived in the city.

The hotel bar, part 1 [F38 M29 M32] [cheating] [no sex]

She sat alone at the quiet hotel bar, enjoying the soothing piano music and relaxed ambiance. It was early, still, and she felt like she had the place almost to herself. She took a sip of her red wine, staring across the room, not seeing anything at all.

It had been … a day. The late arrival last night, followed by the early wake up call, the broken coffee maker in her otherwise amazing hotel room, then meeting after meeting after … you get it, maybe you’ve been there.

She had begged out of the post-meeting happy hour with her team. It was surely to be followed by a long dinner and a late night at some “can’t miss Austin bar”.

Before she had moved away, before her promotion, when she was maybe a few years younger, sure, count her in. But now, as a visitor, as their boss, as a busy working mom who got so few nights truly to herself, she’ll pass, thank you very much.

Now, away from her kids and her husband in the first time in who knows how long. The deal today, done, or pretty damn close. She had earned this night to do whatever she wanted, she needed this night to unwind.

Beachgoer [M20s/F20s][exhib/voyeur][public]

Not a soul in either direction. Just as the website Cassandra had found stated, the private-property nature of the beach meant that even on a Saturday afternoon, the crowds that plagued the public beaches were nowhere to be found.

Hopping on top of a large rock, she again peeked down both stretches of the strip, and again she found the beach to be completely deserted. She sighed, relieved, “perfect.”

In no time flat, she had her spot all laid out: towel, umbrella, book and soft cooler all positioned perfectly. Cassandra might’ve been new to the area, but she was certainly an experienced beachgoer.

Settling in, she grabbed her sunblock and gave a generous coating to her fair skin, taking great care to avoid missing any spots, sunburns be damned. Now glistening and mostly protected from the sun, she rummaged around in her bag and retrieved her newest book and set to reading.

The romance novella she’d bought on a whim from the local bookstore was okay. Nothing spectacular, stereotypical hopeless romantics chasing each other in circles, tons of casual flirting, waxing poetic about the futility of it all over bottles of wine. Just the way Cassandra liked it. What caught her off-guard, however, were the detailed depictions of smut.

Requesting an author for a short story inspired by A CYOA [MM, Consensual slavery in the BDSM sense]

First time posting here, hope I got it right. The CYOA has an option where you choose to be given over to someone and are not capable of disobeying. Because the option is a little a squick, and that’s immoral, let’s age everyone one to legal and ethical standards for the story, but the erotic part that I wanted to draw on is not being able to disobey your master. Please see the the CYOA link below at the very bottom to see what I’m referring to.

The idea is not being capable of disobeying your master. Please reach out if you would be interested in authoring this, I can provide details. Please DM if it sounds hot to you. [CYOA](https://www.reddit.com/r/makeyourchoice/comments/zcp3u4/cackling_wizard_cyoa_fantasy_only_version/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf&utm_term=link)

A Week to Remember: 25 Anniversary, 2 Birthdays, 2 fantasies fulfilled – Prt 1- (M48, F45, F38) (MF+)(Oral, Consensual-surprise)

My husband and I are a unique pairing in that we have the same birthday, just 3 yrs apart. We didn’t discover this until after we began dating. So when we got married we figured we would make it a triple holiday and got married on our birthday.

This year was a milestone year as it is our 25th anniversary, My 45 Birthday and my husbands 48th.

I was anticipating something big for the celebration this year as it was a big milestone. We are normally pretty low key when it comes to Birthdays, but every now and again, my husband will surprise me with something out of the ordinary like he did [for my 40th birthday.](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/y8fgv7/husband_tied_me_to_the_bed_and_blindfolded_and/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) Being that it was our 25th, several of our friends and my Daughter wanted to do something special, and I was conspiring with a friend of mine to do something special for my husband. Little did i know (but had hoped) that he had plans for me.