[MF] Wife told me she “cheated” on me with the cute [F] bartender from downtown.

My wife [35F] recently matched on Tinder with a cute female bartender that works in a hip spot downtown. She’d matched with plenty of women over the last year or so, but not much ever happened with it. She’s really busy with work and with our kids, so she doesn’t have a ton of time to spend chatting with strangers on dating apps.

But, the bartender was in a similar situation. Recently out of a relationship, has a kid, and not a ton of time for anything but a casual friendship…and more if it felt right.

So, once they matched, they started chatting quite a bit, which led to texting, and within just a few days, my wife told me she’d been invited to the downtown spot for a cocktail tasting on a random Wednesday night.

To be clear, I’ve given my wife the full green light to “cheat” on me with women anytime she wants, as long as she tells me about it while we’re fucking. In my youth, I was definitely an insecure, overly jealous type, but as I’ve gotten older and wiser, I want my wife to experience everything this life has to offer. Trust me when I say, it’s taken our already amazing sex life to an entirely new level.

Curvy [F] ravaged by selfless [M] with fingers and tongue until an explosive orgasm

Your body is like something from a World of Warcraft graphic novel. Like an exotic enchantress from distant lands capable of seducing any man that she desires.

You possess the kind of pretty face and insane, womanly curves that demands me to be an Alpha male and take you back to my home.

To push you up against a wall and rip away every single piece of clothing until you are completely naked and my hungry eyes can fully ravish your incredible body.

To see your blonde locks tumbling onto your shoulders, your blue eyes sparkling with a mixture of lust and trepidation, your heavy chest rising and falling with every breath and your toned stomach curving down to the prize that I want to make mine, is a sight guaranteed to make any red blooded barbarian become dizzy with animal lust.

When I can take the erotic visual torture no more, when my eyes have had their fill of your huge G cup breasts, narrow waist and curvy hips and I have removed all of my clothes to reveal a granite hard cock, I step in and completely ravage your body.

[MF] This happened last weekend

I was invited to one of my friends birthday party, he had booked a table at restaurant. It was me, some other close friends and his sister and her friend. They’re like 8 years younger than us so I was a bit surprised that they also invited because I thought it was guys night out. Anyhow when we were seated the sisters friend, Sarah, was seated beside me. During the dinner we chatted about life and what not, I got to know her better. She is really cute, brunette and have a small petite body. For the evening she had black dress that showed her marvellous figure. Apparently she is a dancer and was a good gymnastic when she was younger. Which I could tell by just looking at her.

So after the main course she excused herself and said that’s she needed to go to the ladies and I couldn’t help to check her out even more. I felt a bit creepy due to our age gap, I’m 28 and she had just turned 20. When she got back and sat down, she took my hand under the table and put something soft and clothish in my hand. Before I even could raise my hand and look at what she have given me she hold my arm down. So I had to look down while holding my hand under the table.

I came inside my best friend [MF]

A true story, with some very minor tweaks to some of the details. Also my first time writing something like this, so please excuse me if the writing style seems messy at times.

My best friend (F22) of 3 years came to visit me (M25) and in the 3 years we’d known each other we’ve only hung out one other time because of how far away she lives. She has also been wheelchair bound her entire life.

She came down for 4 days to be with me for my birthday, we rented out a two bedroom apartment and we met up at the apartment 2 days before my birthday.

The first night, we got comfortable with each other and cuddled on the couch watching tv and went to our separate bedrooms afterwards.

RED IN TOOTH AND CLAW [Nsfw] [nonconsensual]

​It was surprisingly easy to catch the front door with my foot as she let it swing shut. I let her heels click a little into the distance, as I watched her saunter into the distance. Between her heels, and the liquor wafting off her, she was a little shaky. She held fast and pressed the elevator button under her long nails. The triangle illuminated, and the doors eased open. As she stepped in, I rushed my way down the hall, and caught the door just in time before it closed.

She jumped a little and said, “oh, I didn’t see you there, sorry I didn’t hold for you.” Her lips puckered red in the dull light of the elevator.

​“That’s alright.” I wasn’t scared for her to see my face; she would forget me by morning anyway. “Which floor?” I gestured over to the unilluminated buttons.

​“Ten,” she said. I already knew.

[F] [FF] My girlfriend shares me with her mom

I’m a really submissive person, so naturally I find my way into relationships with dominant people. My current girlfriend is exactly that. She’s a year younger than me, I’m 25 and she’s 24, but she still like completely owns my ass.

I’ve always known her mom and her were very close. They’d go on their own little coffee dates every Sunday I was rarely invited to, which to be clear I’m completely fine with, it’s their time not mine. They talk almost every night. I assumed it was just a normal, close, mother daughter relationship. Turns out it was something a little more deeper than that.

She approached me with it bluntly. “My mom wants to fuck you. Are you into that or no?” It was a very weird question to be asked the morning after some very intense bondage sex. I was frazzled, to say the least. I remember nearly choking on my coffee.

Anal Training & Prostate Milking

My name is Riley, and I am an anal addicted slut.

Anal Training & Prostate Milking

Why anal training?

“Anal training serves several purposes which are not only essential for your success, his emotional well-being but his health as well. Anal Training can also be referred to as prostate milking although in our case will be called anal training because is more than just prostate milking. Anal training is a necessity if your male is locked up for a week or more otherwise his prostate can get clogged up and his chances of getting prostate cancer increase. Milking not only causes a release of semen clearing out the prostrate but, will provide him with none of the satisfaction of a regular male orgasm. A male is usually even more frustrated after a milking than before because he has been stimulated similar to an orgasm but not allowed to have it. However, over time he will relax and the feeling of frustration will disappear. Milking also helps to prevent nocturnal or spontaneous orgasms which can happen if he is locked up long enough without being milked or allowed to cum. You can look at prostate milking through anal penetration or prostate stimulation as a necessary procedure. When you penetrate your hubby, you must not release him from his device or he may be tempted to stimulate his penis and all of your hard work up to that time will be ruined.

Anal slut to dom women

On one specific day, I had been in contact with a woman online on a kink app. Her profile stated she was a Mistress, I always, watched porn and ljked the femdom kink. So…, I thought I’d give it a go. She then let me willingly submit and started training me…, giving me instructions. One of thee first things I had to do was write my loyalty on a piece of paper. Rule number two I also had to text her with a message each and every morning. Rule number three, I had to spell her name correctly or otherwise I would be punished. After while, I was hooked, waiting for any message to arive from her. As after a nice walk through the snow back at home. I jumped back in bed and grabbed my toys. On of the occasional she made me perform kegels whilst watching on Netflix. And on one time after been a bad boy she told me to put ice cubes inside my ass (spikey ones). I owned a few prostate toys by then. And really Mistress pushed me… to explore ass play even further with me and instructed me to fuck my ass like a girl. The submission and the kink left me panting, sticky, and in anticipation of Her next move. We sadly lost contact. My goal now is to reach 90 days of chastity. Meaning I do not touch my penis or enter my hole. I am trying to rewire my brain and activate existing but never used neural pathways from my G-Spot (Prostate) to my brain. Touching my penis will make this rewiring very difficult, as it will overpower the new, subtle sensations. I am now on day 54. Every girl I see in my neigbourhood, I see as a woman that I need to serve. It is my true purpose. To a female led relationship (FLR).

Dia de los Muertos [GROUP]

Dia de los Muertos

A few years ago, my wife, Mandy, and I got away for a short trip to San Antonio and stayed at what has become one of our favorite hotels anywhere in the world. Without naming this place, it is relatively new and was at one time an abandoned (yet historic) brewery that legend has it was also haunted. Incredible mixture of industrial with modern and Texas Hill Country and a touch of Hispanic flair, it just has one of the coolest vibes of any hotel we have ever stayed at. Many of the rooms have a private enclosed terrace with a small fireplace on it overlooking either downtown or the Riverwalk. The entire area around this hotel has several outstanding shops and restaurants and always seems to have some sort of festival that just creates an intoxicating energy. On this specific trip, the hotel and the surrounding area are celebrating Dia de los Muertos, or Day of the Dead as we refer to it in the States. The hotel is decorated in tens of thousands of mums with hundreds of candles lighting the lobby area, the main bar and the restaurant. The plaza is filled with dozens of ofrenda’s, each also covered in mums of yellow and orange and lit by dozens of candles. One area next to the hotel has about 75 large lanterns hanging down, each containing several candles that just created an environment that was almost magical. The smell of cloves and cinnamon permeated the air and with the temperature in the low 60’s it made for the perfect fall evening.