[MF] Reunited, On a Public Train

You’re coming home today, flying into the airport. I know you’ll take the train home today and that it’s a long ride. And I happen to have a pass that allows me to ride for free anywhere.

So we put our brilliant minds together and hatch the, somewhat obvious plan: I’ll meet you at the airport and keep you company with good conversation on your trip home. And, you know, be your guide and help you learn your way around rail better. It’s all very innocent and somewhat practical, of course.

On the ride up, and especially as I approach the airport I notice my panties are already getting wet and my heart is beating faster. It’s been a month since I’ve seen you or even heard your voice, and yet here I am trembling and melting before I’ve even laid eyes on you. I take a deep breath to try to compose myself….and there you are. I don’t know if the breath helped or not because my heart stops completely and then threatens to burst out of my chest.

Glory hole fantasy – Wanting to act out a lifetime fantasy in hopes of something regular. Endless throat skill needing use – All Suggestions Welcome !!

I fantasize about setting up a glory hole station for use by large groups. Perhaps a Glory hole booth in the corner of a large busy strip club. I know this could not happen in a strip club but you get the idea. Select bachelor parties in Las Vegas? Think of a large men’s prison..(crazy idea perhaps) being as careful as one can be in this type of setting. Wash very well and rinse very well with peroxide in between. Perhaps having about three holes or more available with something for the participant to hold on to while properly face fucking the hole. Allowing the person doing the facefucking to hold your head in place to a certain degree while they use you mouth. One dick pulling away after filling you with cum and the other slips in wanting a piece as well. Each time moving from one guy to the next that really wants you mouth badly and actually enjoys face fucking someone. Just when you think you are close to the end of guys, you hear about a dozen more wanting your mouth and ready to go.

[F(playing M)4F] The Burden of Fame in a World Unlike Our Own (character/story driven, romance, breastfeeding, size play)

Firstly, to clarify, I am a woman but for this story I am only interested in playing the male role. I am open to male partners but only those willing to play female characters. This is a story that I created with one of my favorite roleplay partners who is now unfortunately among the [deleted]. If you’re out there and are reading this I would love to continue. Otherwise, I’m open to anyone interested.

This is an idea that is a combination and culmination of many of my previous prompts and interests. The premise may be quite silly on the surface, I admit that, but that playful absurdity combined with deep, well developed characters is part of what I love most about roleplaying.

The story is set in a modern world very much like our own except with one key difference. The spectrum of size for men’s and women’s endowments (male genitalia and women’s breasts) far surpasses anything which is considered normally achievable here. (I could go on about exact sizes but I’m open to discussing that with you to find something enjoyable for us both.) Not only that but that aspect of exaggerated sizes is at the crux of their society. Those sizes are not only the central aspect of their concept of beauty but carry enormous cultural, social, even spiritual significance.

[M] How I became an erotic massage provider

I live in London. I’m single. Working as a full time massage therapist. Partners of mine are two renowned companies in city. I got stellar reputation, as people really love my therapeutic massages.

Few years ago I got an autoimmune sickness called Lichen Sclerosis. Its very rear. Incurable. Its already up to the point where it hurts during sex. It comes and goes in phases , depending on the level of my immune system. I was applying medicine for more than 60 days…which means I haven’t even masturbated at the time. I was horny as fuck.

In my professional appointments I would never allow myself to cross the boundaries and touch my clients inappropriately. But this.. changed because of my permanent arousal. I was thinking (and still do) about sex whole day and night long…I even began to loose weight.

So , I had this client. Very attractive woman in her mid 30’s. She had a baby – 10 weeks old. Her husband is investor. She herself had a very successful business. So in short: rich family and she likes to be pampered. I work on outcalls mostly (lately I started working from home as well) .

I can’t stop thinking about my wife fucking her best male friend. [mf]

So a little history, my wife is awesome. We fuck like crazy, we’ve been together for 12 years, and we are entirely devoted to each other. In the past year we’ve started exploring some of our more taboo desires and we’ve learned to be open to anything…you only live once after all. Well, a few months ago we were discussing who, in our friend group, we might be interested in one day trying to have some extra-curricular fun with. In the process her best friend from work came up. Now, he’s a super average guy, non threatening, not someone I ever worried about her being around, but she was over the moon when I brought up his name. Flash forward a month and I have agreed to some digital play between them (during covid) with the opportunity to fuck when it was safe to do so. It was awesome. My wife was over the moon. She couldn’t wait until she could have him and she loved sending him nudes throughout the day and having him lust after her. After a period of non-stop messaging I asked for a little break which she was totally fine with, but he lost it. He’d sacrificed to make the fooling around work in his marriage as well and couldn’t accept any sort of stoppage in play. Queue red flags for me. Anyway, after a blow up we all agree to no more fooling around, I’m not longer too happy with him, and they’ve tried to rekindle their friendship without the sexual tendencies.

The Legal Assistant [MF] [Femdom] [Tease] [Masturbation] [Office]

Our firm needed a new legal assistant. Though the job was mostly secretarial which included filling in at the receptions desk, the senior partner hoped we could find a pre-law or law student that could also help with some research and writing.

Another partner and I got shackled with the task of interviewing, though the senior partner declared he would have the final say in the decision. It wasn’t so bad as it turned out. All the candidates were about the same: smart, inexperienced in law, some secretarial experience, eager. We weren’t expecting much different from the last candidate, a first year law student. That is, until she walked through the door of the conference room.

[MF] Our Last Day of Vacation Was an Interesting One.

My girlfriend and I have been together 3 years now. She 40 and got out of a 15yr marriage when I met her. The last 6 years or so of her marriage was nearly sexless. I’m 34 and can’t say I had much better luck with relationships. For most of the time we been together she did not want to talk about desire and sex, but would still want sex constantly. We have a great sex life, but there was always this communication block and it was a bit of enigma for me. After a time we explored, learned, and even started talking about sex. One of the things I learned, and a relevant tidbit for this story, is that she is really turned on by the idea of showing a 18yr guy how to eat pussy and showing him what a blowjob is like, especially if it’s before his first date. Another is being watched. She wants to see men’s erections caused by wanting her, but being unable to have her. I’m 100% on board with these fantasies. Partially, because I want her see her loose her damn mind living them out, but there is also this good house wife going naughty thing she has going on.

Gym – A woman finds multiple partners at the gym when her boyfriend decides to play around.. [FMMMM] [exhib] [group]

Cindy was ready for the weekend. She had been in the hot seat at every meeting during the last week. Her normally crisp business skirt and jacket were wrinkled from the 3-hour long planning session, which she had just left. Cindy began the process of putting all thoughts of work aside as she drove to the Gym. The physical exertion would help get her tired out, a refreshing shower and a good nights sleep should finish the job. 

Her boyfriend, Kurt, was working late at the Gym due to the construction. They were in the process of remodeling and expanding the facilities. He would be off for the rest of the weekend and had promised to make up for the late night Friday by taking her out on Saturday. 

The sun was setting and the lights flickered on in the nearly empty parking lot when she pulled up. There was a white van with ‘Matt’s Plumbing’ painted on the side parked beside the back entrance. Cindy gathered her bag from the trunk and made her way inside. 

Kurt was sitting at the desk reading a fitness magazine when she walked in the front door. “Hi dear.” She waved at him. 

Celebrating the Uniqueness of Mature Women – A [M]an’s Testimony

I posted this on r/cougarsandcubs to celebrate the uniqueness and differences between the women us younger men love and enjoy while also sharing my own unique taste and appreciation for the women I have had the pleasure of getting to know. This is the uncensored version. The first time meeting a woman is exciting. The smell and touch of a woman is just magical. For some reason, meeting a woman older than myself for the first time is an even more surreal and almost out-of-body experience. The nerves of anticipation, the first eye contact and then touch, the path of the conversation, the initial physical intimacy, the exploration, the syncing of body and mind, and on and on.

Background: A long-term relationship I was in with a woman my age ended mutually last spring. After some self-reflection, I decided I would fully pursue my long-time attraction to women older than myself. I had briefly attempted it as a 20 year old with no luck. I was now in my late 20s and had filled out physically. My personality had also matured with life experience leading to a boost in confidence and intuition to carry on a conversation with most any sane human. It took a month or so to figure out my approach, but I was ready.

Let’s share a fantasy together, I can’t wait for you to write the next chapter

The small town airport gate is full and we’re waiting to get on the last flight of the night. I see you across the seating row. I find myself scanning your beautiful curves before our eyes lock. We both feel instant chemistry but we haven’t spoken a word to each other. The screen shows the delay getting longer and longer. Eventually, we receive the announcement that everyone dreads; the flight has been cancelled. The gate attendant says that an airport shuttle will take those of us who need accommodations to the only airport hotel. We all get into the line. Not entirely by accident, we end up on the same shuttle.

At the hotel, I’m a couple of spots ahead of you and when I get to the reservation desk, I’m told I’ve been given the last room. People are being turned away trying to figure out what to do next. I look at you, you look at me and I decide what the hell. I offer to share my room with you. To my surprise you accept my offer with no hesitation.