[MF] I like to start in public… a compilation of anecdotes.

In general I’m proud of how I look, love my cock, and under the right circumstances will show off. Sure, there are times when you put on a little weight and don’t feel GREAT about yourself (like right now for me, for example) but generally, if there is a chance for a little exhibitionism I’M GAME.

I travel a lot, and these travels usually lead some unique encounters. I thought it would be fun to share a collection of some of the more public experiences that LED to sex, rather than one story ABOUT the sex. Something a little different from the typical full story. Let me know what you think.

**THE CURIOUS HOTWIFE**

I love the dynamic of meeting a hotwife couple in a bar, especially a hotel bar. She walks in with hubby, looking nice and other men notice. They sit down usually on the other side of the table from me and we get to know one another. Eventually there is flirting and at some point I invite her to come sit beside me. I think all three of us love knowing that someone in bar has noticed this and is curious what is going on.

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**2061 WORDS**

Warning: this is a work of queer erotic literature. It contains dark themes including but not limited to fantastic monsters, rape, kidnapping, breeding, and some surreal themes. It does not contain any bestiality, piss or scat play, or sexualization of minors. Please read responsibly.

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“Three… two… one… spin!” with a grunt, Joanna spun the wheel mounted on the cave wall. Actually, to call it a wheel was generous, given that it was made of pig bones— bones that don’t have a tendency to assume a perfectly round shape. Regardless, she and her two sisters watched the wheel slowly spin to a stop until it landed on the colour red.

“Double bone!” yelled Keira. “Everyone rolls four dice. Go!”

Joanna, Keira, and Mathilda each ran across the dirt floor of the long-deserted council meeting room. Mathilda knew in her heart that she could probably come up with an incantation to automate this, but maybe doing it the old fashioned way was more fun. They grabbed their crudely made dice, and ran back to the wheel to roll them on the floor.

“I rolled a twenty nine,” proclaimed Joanna happily.

The Nerdiest Birthday Sex [F]

Since I celebrate birthdays a lot, I kind of have a rule about birthday sex.

When I explain this rule, I occasionally receive strange requests. I’ve tried a cheerleader outfit (which was weird), worn a toy in public, and been asked to perform anal numerous times haha

But.. I didn’t anticipate this one.

When I offered this up to my ex[25M], I was expecting some sort of debauchery because he was really into rough sex. He gave it some days of contemplation before telling me he knew what he wanted but couldn’t quite express it.

“I’m worried that you’ll laugh at me.”

“Hey, I’ve gotten some really strange questions since I put this out. I will not make a judgement on anything.

“Ok… It’s a very, very nerdy fantasy that I’ve had for a very long time.

“Am I portraying Gandalf?”

“No, it was only… You’re aware of the video game I play? Where all of friends are online?”

“Um… yes?”

“Can you give me head while I play it?”

Laughing was difficult to resist. The night before, this dude poured hot wax on me, and the next morning, he spanked me with a spatula.

Naomi in Neverland

It was a beautiful day in San Francisco. The sun was shining through a soft cloud cover, the birds were chirping outside, and everything was just right. That is until you opened your door and saw a man on the ground. He was tall and broad shouldered, dressed in what could only be described as a loincloth, and covered in mud.”Good day, sir,” said Naomi as she closed her door and pulled the chain. “May I have the password please?”

The gentleman’ stared up at her for a moment, his face a mask of distaste. “Do you expect me to fuck you with that thing?” he asked incredulously, pointing at her weapon of choice.”Do you expect me not to fuck you with that thing?” she countered, stripping off her clothes as fast as possible. She threw her panties and bra’ on the ground, revealing her neatly groomed cunt, and jumped into the tub.
She filled the room with steam, her body steaming as she rubbed herself all over in preparation for her massage.”I don’t know what you expect, but I expect a good fuck,” she said as she stripped off her clothes and climbed into the tub The water was lukewarm, just right for a girl who loves to masturbate. She sat back and spread her legs, reaching for her breasts as thoughts of her favorite porn star, Selena Gómez, took over her mind.
As she rubbed her clit, her thoughts turned to her favorite masturbation fantasy. Selena was tied to a bed, blindfolded, and fucked by a group of men in a bacchanalia of orgasms. Each man took turns cumming inside her, one after another, until she screamed with her mouth wide open and her cunt pulsed with each spurt of semen.

[FF] I (33) fucked a stripper (23) and checked something off my “fuck-it” list

I’m sitting here typing directly post-coital at 5am, just because I’m too up from our encounter. I know the rest will come later, but I had to start now because the story and the fun was just too good. Unexpected twists and turns etc. You’re going to have to sit through a full story for this one (or if you don’t want the whole narrative and want to get right to the sex, skip to the middle 😉)

The seed of this encounter happened about a week ago. After work, I met up with some friends who were in town visiting. They’d been day drinking and I was just getting off work. I planned on meeting them for a drink or two and then going home. I wasn’t expecting a crazy night. But knowing myself and the crowd I generally roll with, I should have known…

The bar I met the group at was the most cis-het bar I’ve possibly ever been to. The bar’s purposeful aesthetic was trashy-hick and it was crammed full of youths who looked barely old enough to drink. Me, a 30-something poly bi weirdo, was a bit in shock over the spectacle of the thing. I hadn’t been in that kind of space in a while. But hey, I was here, so time to make the best of it. I went to the bar and got a drink.

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Liz had made strides in the preparation for James’ upcoming party. All-in-all, she was quite proud of herself, having planned her moves three steps ahead as she dealt her cards carefully. She had slowly crafted the ideal scenario over the past two weeks. The biggest problem was already taken care of: his parents. They always wanted to do something for his birthday, be it gifts or just inviting them out to a nice meal, which she still wanted to do… just a bit earlier, you know?

She had talked with his parents a week before and told them she had a special surprise for James’s birthday and had asked if they could celebrate it a week in advance, asking them to claim they would be out of town and wanted to celebrate it while they could. It had worked perfectly, they had had a fun night together and now she wouldn’t have to worry about any interruptions for the night of the party.

The Watcher [M48/F34] [voyeur/masturbation]

I watch. It’s what I do. But never like this.

I’ve watched you leaving the building across the street from my own, sometimes with him, sometimes alone. You caught my eye, yes, but not my imagination. Not then.

But later – some weeks, maybe a month later – early one evening, as I stood at my window watching the light change as the workers scurried home, just a glimpse of something. So brief that I thought perhaps it was my imagination. Had you really left your blinds open as you dressed? It was so fleeting I couldn’t be sure. But in my mind there was skin, shape, suggestion. I was still standing there, intrigued, when the front door of your building opened and out you stepped, on his arm, the two of you chattering and laughing.

And that became my place. To watch for you. You became my fantasy, my muse, my obsession even. Rewards were few, but every now and then my patience earned me what I yearned for. I have seen you in every state of undress. I have seen you take him in your mouth. I have seen him choke you, spank you, even hit you. I have seen you masturbate; sometimes with toys – a glass dildo seems to pleasure you most – sometimes with your fingers.

[MF] hosting a HOTWIFE after her girls night out…

I had a regular hotwife friend several years ago. I was her first “bull/3rd” since getting married, and I’d travel to her city regularly for work. Typically she would come visit me at least one of the nights that I was in town each trip.

She was a pretty, but very typical 30-something mother of two. Her husband had brought up the fantasy and she’d warmed to it over the years before finally having her first experience with me (and him at certain points), and now she was confident in their feelings and just enjoying getting to fuck a hot, hung stranger on occasion. If there as a spectrum ranging from 1 (vanilla) to 10 (crazy wild), this woman probably would have been a 4, and I mean that as a compliment. She wasn’t the crazy sexy dresser, or overt about her desires, but she liked looking nice, was pretty, and enjoyed getting fucked by someone other than husband. She was a nice girl with a hidden wild side, and I loved it.