Night on The Town, Part 5 [MFM] [Oral] [Swing][Mast][Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 4 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/70eyrd/night_on_the_town_part_4_mfm_oral_swingmastexh/)).

 

Kate crawled over to the two of them, drawn to them as a nail to a magnet. Her intent was written clear across her face; wordlessly both men turned toward her and spread their legs a little wider.

She went to her husband first, balanced herself with her hands on his thighs, and kissed him. It was a slow, welcoming kiss. Her lips were still trembling, her breathing still ragged. Cupping her chin, Mark kissed her again, relishing her taste. Her lips parted, and their tongues found each other.

Jason watched the building passion of his friends’ kiss with appreciation. They were gorgeous, both of them. Kate was on her knees, her voluptious ass sticking pertly in the air, the red imprints of Mark’s hand just starting to fade. He was tempted to reach over and renew them, but he let them have their moment. He could use the breather as it was; his jaw was sore.

[MF] [exhibitionism] The Adult Theatre

This is my first attempt at writing down an actual experience so please forgive me if it rambles and the formatting is a bit jumbled.
We have talked about our kinks quite a lot, but a couple of nights ago we unexpectedly put one of them into action. It was a rare date night for us, dressed up nicely, myself in a suit and her in a nice dress and hitting a few different bars. From the upscale bars to the dive bars we drank as laughed and talked and I mentioned a fantasy we’d briefly discussed earlier that week. I suggested we stop by an adult theater just to see what they’re like inside having never been in one before, with no expectation of her agreeing. To my surprise she said yes! I found one and in short order we called a ride share service and headed over to the address found on-line.
The lady at the front was very friendly and informative; we paid our money and headed back to the theater and booth area, doing a slow walk through the dark labyrinth. There weren’t too many people in the multiple theater spaces and we lingered in each to get a feel for what was going on before peeking into the booths. They didn’t have doors and just one bolted down plastic seat each in front of a small screen showing a variety of porn flicks in succession. She found one that we liked and sat down. By this point I’d been semi hard for a while and was ready for something to happen. The video playing on the small screen was a generic offering of a plastic looking girl and we largely ignored it as I reached down and lifted the hem of her dress a little higher up her thighs. I dropped to my knees in the small space, hiking up the hem of her dress higher and pulling off her panties, stuffing them into my suit pocket. I absolutely love to eat pussy and dived in as she spread her legs and it was at that point I realized that we were no longer alone.
As I buried my tongue in her and ran my fingers around her lips I glanced sideways and upwards to see a man standing inside the opening of the booth with a few more behind him trying to see in. I love the idea of showing her off (as you might be able to tell from my post history) so this was going to all the right places. The man closest to her was jerking off already, so I reached up without stopping what I was doing and pulled at the top of her dress, revealing one large breast with a very hard nipple. To my great surprise and pleasure she looked him in the eye and started pinching her nipple as she placed her other hand on the back of my head. After a minute or two I came up for air for a second and told her ‘get them both out’ before plunging two fingers into her, occasionally withdrawing and parting her lips for their viewing pleasure. She eagerly pulled her dress and bra down, exposing both big beautiful breasts to the watchers, and so as not to deprive them of my view, I leaned aside and spread her legs wide apart giving them a grandstand view of her glistening wet pussy as my fingers plunged in and out. The sounds coming from her and the tightening of her thighs told me that she was close to orgasm, but I slowed and told her ‘not yet’.
Rising and standing next her as she sat with her legs apart, her dress up around her waist and breasts on full display, I took out my cock. She immediately smiled and took it all in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head and reaching up to give my balls a gentle squeeze as she sucked. I reached down and began to squeeze her huge breasts as she gently rubbed her clit with her free hand. She was breathing heavily and maintaining eye contact with the furiously masturbating onlookers as she sucked and bobbed her head on my cock enthusiastically. At this point I took a mental snapshot, overcome with the twin joys of realizing a fantasy with the woman I love and the massive arousal stemming from the sight of her wet pussy, huge tits and lips wrapped around me.
I had to fuck her as I couldn’t wait any longer but this was a strange moment. I had to stand up and maneuver in the small space with several men jerking off only inches from me. The absurdity suddenly struck me and I momentarily lost my full hardness as we all shuffled around awkwardly. They stepped back a bit to allow me to bend her over, her hands on the chair and reposition myself behind her. Now properly aligned I wet my cock with my spit and slowly pushed into her and began a rhythmic stroke as the crowd closed in again. As I began to fuck her with long slow strokes I breathed heavily at her ‘I want to cum in your mouth ‘ as I increased my speed, and it wasn’t long at all before I felt the tension rise in my balls signaling my impending orgasm. ‘Turn around’ I told her and held myself back for a second as she dropped to her knees in front of me and quickly took me into her mouth. I came hard and she swallowed every last drop in the dim light of the small screen, much to the appreciation of the watchers. Realizing that she hadn’t cum yet, I went back to eating her out and vigorously finger fucking her, kneeling in between her legs putting on the final act of our impromptu show. She orgasmed loudly, clamping her thighs tightly.
In the next few minutes she manhandled her large breasts back into their place and pulled up her dress as I zipped up and felt in my pocket for her panties. The men politely thanked us for the show, which felt oddly formal considering that they had all just jerked off in close proximity to my girlfriend sucking cock, pulling on her nipples and getting fucked. You want to do this again? I asked….her smile told me we were definitely doing this again.
As I mentioned this is my first attempt at writing down an actual experience. I didn’t get any pictures of that evening but we’ll be taking some new ones and posting again soon.

Story of J – Chapter 4

The sun had set and the sky was a dark shade of purple. Off to the east, the sky crackled bright from a flash of lightning of an early evening thunderstorm as Jenni glided through the parking lot to her car.

Her desires took control of her reasoning once again. She peeled open the car door, flopped down, pushing back in the seat. In one continuous motion Jenni stripped off her shoes and shorts, popped the pills over her tongue to the back of the throat, took a couple of big swigs of beer, cranked the ignition and the stereo, pushed down on the window levers, lit the joint, and pulled the car out of the lot and headed south.

[F] – Mirror Monster – Part 1 [Fsub] [bd] [nc] [sci-fi] [Tentacles]

Sweat dripped from my brow as I stood in the large empty gym room looking at myself in the large mirror that covered the entire wall. I was breathing heavy, music from my wireless earphones played in my ears as I took a few moments to catch my breath. I was used to being alone for my workouts. The gym was quiet this late at night.

My eyes wandered down my spandex covered body. My sports bra damp under my arms and my tights showed obvious signs of sweat. The last year of commitment had paid off. I could see a slight outline of abs, there was a visible amount of muscle in my arms that gave them that nice toned look. My ass had become firm with just a slight amount of giggle and my breasts managed to retain their shape, maybe even a little perkier.

The Pangs (and Pleasures) of Regret [F] [College] [Mast] [Squirt]

Emily couldn’t believe it. She and her roommate, Alexis, had taken their usual Saturday night trip to the local college bar to have a good time and maybe pick up some guys. For the first two hours, everything had gone amazingly. They’d gotten a bit drunk, smiled and laughed, flirted with guys, and even danced with a few. Finally, she had gone to the bar to order a drink and take a break from dancing when she spied Jonathan.

About 6’1″ with a thin build that nevertheless hinted at a hidden surprising athleticism, he had caught her attention from the first glance. He was standing back from the bar a bit, so she had stepped up to initiate the conversation herself.

Despite his lithe body and decent fashion sense, Jonathan had quickly proven to be a tad awkward and unconfident, stuttering nervously through his sentences and struggling to her in the eye. With every exhibition of awkwardness, Emily smiled an increasingly predatory smile. *My favorite*.

As a veteran of the university tennis team, sporting 5 feet 10 inches of beautifully tanned skin with long blonde hair, smooth muscular legs, and D-cup tits–a rarity for a girl in her elite physical condition–she was used to intimidating the more introverted, nerdy types.

Our first experience with another couple [MF]

It started like any other fantasy.

I would be horny and bored, and would go through all of the various sexual permutations in my mind. My brain would put things together to see how they fit, what kind of response they elicited in me. When I stumbled upon one I liked, I would latch on, my breath would quicken, I’d push it to further and further mental extremes until I finished, usually with a slight pang of guilt over how far I’d pushed the fantasy, how extreme I’d made it.

This one started simple. Exhibitionism. The desire to be seen by others in a sexual scenario, and for them to be turned on but unable to partake. Only this was a sort of compersive exhibitionism as it wasn’t me I was most interested in showing off, but rather Her.

[Str8] [MF] [Mf] [mF] [mf] [Fantasy]

Coffee Date 

We meet at a local Café

We have our coffee and sip on them. 
You get up to use the bathroom and I  decide to also.

We finish. We wash our hands and leave at the same time. 

You bump into me and we smile and kind of chuckle over it. 

You look up at me and with that gorgeous smile, I get that overwhelming urge to kiss you. So, I do. 
Our lips meet and you feel my mouth open. My tongue leaves my mouth and slides into yours. 
I push you backwards back into the women’s bathroom. I reach around you and squeeze your ass. I lift you up and you wrap your legs around me. I walk us into the stall and close the door behind me. 

I lift your shirt over your head and then I pull your bra over your breasts. 

You feel the cold air conditioned air bite at your nipples and they get hard. I grab one and you feel the hotness of my mouth wrap around it. My teeth holds your nipple as my tongue slides around it. 
I bite and nibble at both your breasts and you feel my cock starting to grow as it’s pressed up against your pussy. 

The closest I got to fucking [30M]y [24F]riend in Iceland [MF] – Pt. 3

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6yzlmy/30masturbating_to_my_24friend_in_iceland_while/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6zs580/watching_30my_24friend_masturbating_in_iceland/)

Description of Kari from Part 1:

>I met Kari in January through Tinder. She was completely my type; tiny, 5’2″, probably never hit 100lb in her life, small breasts, small but firm ass, tiny waist. Asian-American with long dark hair and adorable features. Hot rather than pretty, if you know what I mean, with a little resting bitch face, but with a smile that transformed her into pure dorky sunshine.

If you haven’t read the other two, I’d been sharing a bed with a ridiculously attractive friend as we traveled Iceland and I was starting to feel pretty hot-blooded.

You can skip to the dirty part below if you want.

Kari and I rounded the Eastern fjords of Iceland on route 1, singing cover songs together and laughing uproariously when Chance’s punk cover of Kelis’s “Milkshake” came on, pausing every half hour or so to take picture so of the infuriatingly beautiful landscape. You know the reddit meme where people will comment, “*sigh* unzip”? Well, it was that, but the unzipping was my camera bag instead of my pants.

Her first [MFM]

First post on hotwife: https://www.reddit.com/r/Hotwife/comments/5trob0/taking_the_plunge/
Second on hotwife: https://www.reddit.com/r/Hotwife/comments/5twyl3/taking_the_plunge_2/

Throughout the day leading up to the big moment, our anxiety was low. It was almost like nothing was happening until we actually arrived at the hotel, checked in and made our way to a local bar that we agreed to meet at for some small talk and ice breaking. On the way, I could sense her anxiety. I tried to loosen her up by touching and teasing her on the way and assuring her that everything would be fine.

He texted us as we pulled in to let us know that he would be running a bit late which only added to our anxiety – what if he didn’t show? All this anticipation just to be let down? We decided to head inside, get a table and have a drink while we waited. We were making small talk whens he looked toward the door and said, “That’s him. I’m so nervous.”