[MM] [Group] [FT] [MT] Me and my SO’s slutty trip to Amsterdam

I’ve posted before about mine and my SO’s recentish venture into swinging/open relationship/hotwifing/whatever (still don’t know what to call it), and how it was triggered by her wanting to try a ladyboy hooker in Amsterdam. Well, the day had finally arrived for our trip. Quick disclaimer right now; my SO was on her period and I had some eczema on my butt, so things weren’t going to go quite as planned, but that doesn’t mean we weren’t up for any fun at all.

The first night we (me, my SO and our friend who’d come with us) were too exhausted to do anything too demanding, but we spent a good bit of time checking people out while we were in bars, lounging outside cafés and wandering around. And wow were there some people to check out. Are all Dutch people so unbelievably hot? Because we were playing “Yes or No” and we eventually had to change it to “No, Yes, Hell Yes”, because there were so few “No”s. We were absolutely on heat looking at all the gorgeous guys. Not that the girls weren’t incredible too, but we’re more interested in men.

**Day 2 – My Solo Venture**

[22] [F] My bf keeps sharing me with his bestfriend

Me and my boyfriend have been together for just over a year and have an incredible sex life. He’s bought the slut out in me and I absolutely love it.

When we were first together he told me about his fantasy to share me with his best friend, we had all known each other for so long and I found him hot so I almost instantly agreed.

I’ve now been shared by them 3 times. The first was a while ago when drunk at my bf’s house, my bf was using my vibrator on me over my thong in his bedroom when his best friend walked in, he then held the vibrator himself and one thing led to another and they both fucked me.

The second time was in someone else’s house after a party, the three of us were sharing the same bed. I was sleeping between them both and again one thing led to another and they both ended up double penetrating my 😽

[M]y wi[F]e treats me to my fantasy only for it to be interrupted with the worst timing.

About a week ago my wife ordered three new swimsuits and a couple of sports bras for rounding out the summer as it’s currently super hot where we live. Very proudly, she tried on all of her new items and made sure I gave my input. She looked amazing to me in all three swimsuits (of course) but it was one of the sports bras that especially caught my eye. I love her boobs, but there’s something especially alluring to me about sports bras and this one was no exception. It was single strap, intended for use with a summer dress she already had. The strap sort of had a criss-cross webbing across the top for providing lift and support. She tried it on and we both, with wide eyes, immediately noticed that this bra accentuated her cleavage way more than anything else she’s ever worn…like, comically so. She wore it proudly and smirked as I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. Within 10 minutes she had ordered another.

The Step-Daughter [Short-Story (Pt3)]

She began to ride my face as I was buried in her from behind, tasting and lapping up every moment, my tongue writhing inside her pussy and ass as each was presented to it with her continued motion.

My hands still firmly gripping her ass cheeks but allowing her the freedom to direct her movement.

I then gripped her a little more firmly and pushed with a motion to turn her over. She obliged.

She was then laying before me, her legs apart and her feet hanging on either side of me.

It was a vision in the truest sense.

From her delicate little feet to her ankles and perfectly formed calves, onto her strong but feminine thighs. Her ass cheeks spread a little under her own weight and created a wonderful cushion where she could poise herself as the temptress and seductress she had now become. Her toned stomach still had the natural softness of a young woman. Her perky and ample breasts gently heaved with her arousal, her nipples pert and stiff. The gentle contours of her neck as she held her head up to look at me. The true killer was her face, the sultry pouting of her lips, the ruddy cheeks from her stimulation and the sparkle in her eye as she stared up at me.

[MF] My experience with a Cougar. (M22/F33)

Similar to my previous story about about hooking up with an old coworker, this one takes place around the same time period, I was in my early 20s at the time and she was in her mid 30s.

This particular woman was hired on to the company I had been at for a few months to help with customer service and shipping, which is what I was doing at the time as well. When she walked in, I knew that I was in some amount of trouble. I really liked shorter women at the time and my best description of her follows; roughly 5ft 2inches of height, brunette, I could tell she had at one point had a child. Just a small stomach pouch, which whatever, but her chest never went down after she had her children. If I remember right, she told me she measured around 38DDD. So I did my best to not let my side glances linger….

short kiss – fantasy characters

The blood elf reaches up on her tiptoes, lifts the paladin’s helm up. Leans in as her lips caresses his. She parted her lips to let a flirtatious tongue brush his lower lip. Feeling the warmth of their breath inside her chest, she lets go. Glimpse into his eyes, silently thanking him for his protection and Vanishes before the paladin not to be seen blushed. Hoping this stolen kiss wasn’t too much.

Exes [M51/F45] reunite and fulfill a fantasy [F35]

I’d only been in the bar for a few minutes when I saw you in the doorway. I was already squirming in my seat, all the blood in my body between my legs.

And when you walked in, an older version, but you all the same, every cell in my body lit on fire.

You sit on the barstool next to me, and position yourself so that you’re facing me, my knees trapped between your thighs.

We order 2 Hendricks and tonics and clink our glasses, my hands shaking.

“It’s so good to see you,” your eyes crinkle and it takes all my self control to not touch your face and run my thumb over your lips.

You drape your arm over the back of my bar stool, so that you’ve got me in an embrace even though we’re not touching yet at all.

We catch up and as we talk, the bar fills up. I have to lean forward to hear you, your lips by my ear, my hands sliding up your thighs.

Making ends meet – part 1 [MF]

Disclaimer: This is a true story, but names and other details have been changed or embellished to make this a more enjoyable read.

Hi, I’m Mark. My girlfriend Steph is a slim 30 year old natural redhead with perky 34B tits and a nice ass. If you met Steph for drinks in a bar you’d find her quiet at first, but once you got to know her you’d discover she was friendly and sociable, with a wicked laugh and a nice smile. You wouldn’t think she was a flirt, or promiscuous or really anything other than a nice girl. If you met her at work, she’d be polite, professional and meticulous. Steph never does anything half-heartedly and when she decides to do something she gives it everything.

A Grande with Cream (30F)

She was a 30-year-old thick MILF that hadn’t been properly fucked in years. Throughout the day she would dream about being fucked by a big, thick dick, a dick bigger than she’s ever taken before. Unfortunately, her partner had become distant and didn’t have the same sex drive as before, nor the dick size that she craved. As she pleasured herself that evening, her fantasy would continue to take over her desires. Little did she know that a chance encounter in only 24 hours, she would finally be acting out her fantasy.

Cheating Wife: Part 2: NC/Blackmail/CNC/Reluctance

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I never explain in my CNC stories how consent was garnered. I have a post named “How I approach stories about CNC/R**p*ay” pinned on my page explaining why. CNC relationships come in all forms, including scenes that may seem/feel too real. I can assure you that since the stories are always starring me as the prey, I consent. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

“You can’t hide all night, you could freeze. Get eaten by a bear” I yelled, coming to a stop. I quieted, trying to hear her feet crunch the leaves and twigs that scattered the mountain floor. My eyes had adjusted to the dark already but with no light pollution, only the shadows of the woods were visible. The silhouette of large pines and aspen leaves peeking out without conformity. Off in the distance to the right, crunchhhh. I remain frozen, knowing she is listening too. Twigs begin to snap, the leaves slowly crunching as her light footsteps proceed away from me. I knew I would catch up to her so I took my time and enjoyed the hunt. Letting her exhaust herself on the rough terrain. I stalk behind, stepping behind a tree. “I can heeeear youuuu” I sang in her direction, my silhouette hidden behind the trunk of a large tree.