[M]y [F]WB ‘opened’ me up I guess

This is a tale about a woman I met during the Pride festival in my town over the summer. If you’ve read my previous stories, you know that I had luck meeting an adventurous woman who turned me onto kinky sex. I also found during our time together that I enjoyed being with guys too. Since then, I’ve been more comfortable in my bisexual skin but I was still intimated by men so I’ve mostly stayed with women.

I met Gil at a cafe during the festival. Gil is not normally my type although she is very beautiful in her own way. I figured her for 10 years my senior so early forties. Very short and very curvy – she described herself later as pleasantly plump.

Siting at the cafe watching the parade go by, Gil opened up the conversation. Her friends had helped to build some of the floats so she came to support. Although Gil wasn’t gay or bi herself, she related to the LGBT crowd. I mentioned that I was bisexual and that I was looking to meet more people in the community. I laughed when she asked me if I had come down to the parade looking for cock. She said it with a devilish grin which captivated me in the moment.

[MMF][anal] I (a lesbian) fucked two guys at a party

Hey everyone! :)
This story is about me, and, obviously, I’m a lesbian ;) I’ve had a few experiences with guys, though, which I’ve written a little about, and this is one of them.

If requested, I’ll write about one of my more wild experiences, which involved some BDSM and domination, plus a couple girls. This one is more tame, however.

The first guy was a friend from high school. He knew I was a lesbian, but he always had a crush on me. He never tried to do anything, he was respectful of my sexuality, but he always had a thing for me.

The second was another one of his good friends. He was neutral about me, never had anything for/against me, he just sort of rode along with it.

The story starts in a car. We’ve just left guy 1’s house. He drives, while guy 2 sits in the back with me. We’re attending a party in an upscale house, owned by the other friend’s parents. They, believe it or not, let us use it for parties, in exchange for us keeping it relatively clean. They were pretty fun.

[MFM] Our First Time Marking One of the Fantasies List

Long time lurker, my wife and I finally decided we wanted to share one of our most memorable adventures.

**The Fantasy List**

This started with my wife and I visiting a popular website that allowed you to take a quiz and match what you were into sexually. We did it mostly for a laugh, but what we discovered was that both of us answered almost uniformly ‘I’d be down with that if my partner was’.

After that we’d have discussions/play games where we’d talk about fantasies. We would go through the list of things that we both liked and decide if it fell into the category of ‘Something I actually want to do’ (She loves taking facials for example, I like watching her touch herself), or ‘Something we’re more interested in fantasizing about than actually doing’

The biggest fantasy we both had in the later category was different forms of group sex. After a few of these discussions, we decided that we were both most into having an threesome with another man. The way it kept coming up, we decided that it would be the first thing we’d ever try to move from ‘The Fantasy List’ to ‘Thing we actually try’. We decided to see if we could try it on our next vacation.

Early Release for Naughty Behavior [MF][Str8][BD][Heavy MDom][Sci-Fi][Prost][Dystopian]

I flipped past the eighth page of mugshots with a sigh. Too fat. Too skinny. Too young. Too old. I amazed myself at how quickly I had reduced these women into their base attributes. It had been a struggle on those first pages when I made sure to read each of their names, crimes, and sentences. I kept trying to find their story- what got them into this binder for thousands of men like me to flip through. It was easy to feel sorry for them, to think as those filthy Traditionalists did and think for a moment that this was inhumane and unjust. Around the fifth page though, it had become increasingly easy to just see them for what they were, state property to be used to get off with.

Only three types of people looked through these binders regularly: the elite, the lucky, and the seriously aggrieved. I was just happy to be on the right side of the slum gates, and I wasn’t feeling very lucky after the murder of my wife by a civil unit. Most people came to an office like this one at least once in their lives, but it was prohibitively expensive for most to come regularly. I never saw the appeal in it myself, but now I had a lifetime complete access pass.

My punishment [MF]

So after the whole office fun today, when my husband came home from work. He smiled as he walked in the door and gave a very passionate kiss. I was still so turned on from what had happened earlier. He went upstairs to shower and change, so I figured while he was in the shower I could get off now since he had but I had not. So I laid on our bed waiting for him to come out of the shower, dressed in my thong and that was all. I needed him to fuck me so bad now.

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He invited me to his work. [MF] from gonewildstories

Unexpected Fantasy Fulfilled [MF] [Str8] [mast] [oral] [fucking]

My name is Mike. I’m 30 years old, 6’2″ and I’ve got kind of a gut going on. Short, wavy brown hair frames my rather plain face. I’m not ugly per se but I’m certainly no model. I work in a service center that specializes in aviation equipment sales and repairs. I basically take calls from users and help them any way I can; I’m essentially IT and a secretary rolled into one. I typically work standard hours but occasionally I’m assigned a graveyard shift that lasts until the wee hours of the morning. It’s rare to get a call that late but it can and does happen. Such is life I suppose.

I work with several other people but there’s one particular person I enjoy more than any other. Her name is Ann and she is my favorite person to work with. She is 35 years old but she can easily pass for 25-26. She’s not what you would call a classic beauty; she is an average height at 5’7″ and she has a slight chub but she looks great for being married and having had two children. She is semi pear shaped with full, plump breasts that I can tell would easily fit my hand and an ass that has some thickness to it but also fills her pants very nicely. The absolute best thing about her however is her smile. When she smiles it lights up the room and makes everyone around her more at ease and happier. Her laugh is infectious and I always do my best to make sure she’s laughing or smiling; it’s the only thing that makes work bearable.

Much Needed Therapy 1/2 [FMMM+] [Exhib] [Wife Cheat] [Preg] [Extreme]

**Much Needed Therapy** 1/2 (by Greer Masterson)

“Ready?” Jules asked, barely above a whisper. Her eyes locked onto mine as she opened her mouth and gently engulfed the head of the throbbing red cock in her hand. Her soft, muffled moans were barely audible against the strained breathing from the man lying prostrate in the alley. She moved slowly up and down the length of the fat shaft. He was longer and thicker than I expected. Had I expected anything? I wasn’t sure, but this wasn’t it.

My head swam from the smell of him and I turned to the side, but I couldn’t take my eyes away.

“Oh, God,” she whispered, her lips leaving his cock with a smack. “He really stinks. I bet he hasn’t showered in days.”

“Months,” I mumbled.

Her face snapped towards the sound of my voice even though her eyes had never left mine, as if her conscious mind had become so disconnected from her subconscious as to forget that I was there.

He invited me to his work. [MF]

Well for anyone out there who has been reading my posts, my husband [35 M] and I [32 F] have started testing our boundaries in BDSM. I just can’t believe how our sex life is evolving..Even more surprised how dominant and just down right good he is at this. Almost think he’s not new to it?!?

(Links to previous posts below)

I thought maybe this was kind of fluke thing. The evening after (he restrained me for the first time), he casually came in from work and gave me a kiss on my forehead and asked how my day was. Then headed to the kitchen and opened up a bottle of wine, we sat down for dinner. Like our typical evenings we snuggled on the couch and watched tv before going to bed. This was pretty much what we did all week. Don’t get me wrong, he was attentive to me, just very sweet. Almost too sweet.. almost like nothing happened. He never hinted or said a word about our latest steamy sex sessions.

Were [MM] [fantasy] [inc] (no underage) [Mdom] (bears)

It was a well-known, respected, and inevitable perversion in our family to lust after a man who’s not your own kin. It usually hit around your seventh or eighth decade, and was a biological urge that the men in our family were encouraged to follow.

When he sat on the barstool next to me, I caught the whiff of his leather jacket permeated with cigar smoke and I couldn’t help myself but to inhale deeply. My unnaturally keen sense of smell picked up the nondescript soap he’d washed with that afternoon, the common but still dizzingly nice aftershave he’d splashed on the few areas of his neck he’d shaved, and underneath that all the complex array of hormones and phermones that regular human beings were only aware of on a subconscious level. The combination of smells awakened something in me that I’d never felt before. There it was; a stirring in my cock for the heat of a man who wasn’t my brother, father, nephew, uncle, grandfather, or cousin. Before I turned to get a good look at him I already knew I wanted him in the most carnal and lasting way.