Almost get caught [MF]

Four years ago, my girlfriend and I was alone on a private beach and decide to fuck on that beach with the beautiful sea near of us. We did in the sea and finish it on the beach. When we clean ourself in the sea we saw far from us some people coming near us, it was her sister and aunt.

Last week we get back around the same place, our kids was sleeping and I get the idea to revive the moment of making out outside but this time around the beach house for keeping and eye on the kids.

We decide to do it on the balcony for having a view on the sea. We know that maybe her aunt will come see us that they or the next one but nothing official.

We remove her clothes, and started to masturbate each other. I’m rubbing her clit and more she was excited and I decided to put my finger inside her. The feeling is so good, I’ve not done it a lot since we had our second child. More she was into it, more I was moving my finger faster on her G-Spot. She squirted on my hand and the floor, I love when she get this excited, my hand was all wet and that get me harder.

[FMF] Sharing a friend with my husband

This is a continuation to my earlier posts about manipulating a friend to fuck my husband.

I will cut some details as I received feedback in the last post that my posts are too verbose for your taste. In short, all four of us met for dinner after discussing with Sam that he was onboard to share his wife with my husband. Peter’s face had a glow I haven’t seen in years. Lucky mother fucker. The thought of having Aditi before my husband crossed my mind. But, she didn’t show any signs of bisexuality. Also, I was worried that she might go cold turkey. So, me, my husband Peter and Aditi met on a Saturday evening at my home for drinks. There was only one way the night was going to end. My husband would fuck Aditi and I would watch.

Peter shook his head. “I don’t believe it. I can tell by looking at you. You’re not a bad girl, you’re too goody-goody.”

“Uh oh, Aditi, I think he’s challenging you,” I said, laughing.

Aditi smiled at me, a knowing twinkle in her eye. She took another sip of her wine, then put the glass down. She looked back at Peter, a sly smile on her face.

Not just another Tuesday,[MFF]

I’ve always hated Tuesday’s, the most depressing day of the week if you ask me, you didn’t, well I better get on with the story then.

First a little background because it’s very important, as I feel like the luckiest man alive. I am 50, I don’t feel it and thank god,(and also because I workout and run) don’t look it. I am married to a wonderful and very sexy 42 year old, she is from a wonderful group of islands somewhere in the Pacific which is where we live. We met 12 years ago while both working in the U.S. (I am British). Our first date ended up in a strip club in San Francisco where she got me to pay for her to have a private dance with a stripper, whom she got very handsy with. Straight away I realised she was a keeper.

The first night we fucked [FM] [LONG]

If you want to skip the background story and go straight to the good stuff, scroll to the asterisks ***

My current boyfriend and I matched on tinder back in March. Neither of us imagined we would fall in love with someone off tinder but well here we are!

We matched back in March, he sent me a cheesy pick up line and somehow it worked on me. We exchanged phone numbers, texting and flirting back and forth for a bit. However, it seemed like every time we tried to make plans, it never worked.

One night while texting, we were both drinking and I basically begged him to come over because I was so horny. I gave him my address and he said he was only about 45 minutes away and he was on his way. I started worrying when an hour had passed without me hearing anything from him, I texted him again and asked where he was, it took him a while to respond but eventually he did, saying that a friend called him and needed help so he went to help them out. He was going to come over afterwards, except I fell asleep before he made it over.

The Roommate[mm][bj][forced gay]

My hand gripped my shaft tight, the lube gushing between my fingers and my laptop sitting high on my chest. My roommate Matt would be out for hours so I had taken my porn to the living room to enjoy a good fap before bed. There was something dirty and exciting about being in the common area naked. I had only known my new roommate for about a month and we haven’t talked very much. All I really knew about him was that he was gay and he loved going out to this club downtown to meet guys. He would come home most weekends with at least one guy who would stay until the early hours of the morning. Our bedrooms were next to each other and the walls in our apartment were quite thin. I could hear him groaning through the walls and from the sounds I heard he loved giving blowjobs.

Fifty shades of fun [MF] [mdom]

This happened a few years ago, with a past partner. Quick descriptions: me, 6′ tall, dark hair, trim, 7″ in both length and circumference; her, 5’4″, strawberry blond, perky C cups, and into martial arts. Both in our early 30’s.

Her kid was with her ex for the weekend, so I came up with a plan.

I had already trained her to do what I wanted without question, so when I gave her instructions, she would obey.

> Go to [X] trendy hotel in our city at 5 PM. Get a room, and tell them to leave a key card in my name at the desk. Go to the room, get naked on the bed, and blindfold yourself.

She’s a good girl. The hotel has a bar mostly of of sight from the front desk; I got there a little bit early, and watched her nervously check in while I was sipping Bourbon. After I was sure she had time to get ready, I grabbed the key card from the front desk, and headed upstairs to the room.

Equations of Arousal [sole female] [masturbation] [public] [toy] [college math class] [squirting]

One foot in front of the other. That was the mantra echoing in the mind of Kaci, barely competing with the noise of a maelstrom of other thoughts as her feet carried her slowly and dazedly to the front of the classroom.

A chill ran through from the tips of her toes up to the very thick shock of auburn hair that adorned her head; the collective judgemental gaze of her classmates simultaneously pierced her to the core, boiled the blood coursing through her veins, and caused a film of sweat to dampen her forehead.

*How is it possible to feel so many different things all at once? Why did I ever think this was a good idea? What was the question again?* Rapid fire questions swarmed and overtook her brain and before long her train of thought had passed so many of its normally scheduled stops that she wasn’t really even sure if she was in the same world anymore.

But above all else, she felt *it*. The inexorable presence between her legs that had derailed her entire afternoon. A small piece of vibrating molded silicone, seemingly so innocuous, but like an ember its vibrations emanated a heat that burned her thoroughly, continuously. Its presence in her pussy rolling as waves out to her thighs, her core, her breasts, and especially to her brain.

[MF] I was invited to a local swingers club. [public]

Tom and I have hooked up a couple times in different situations, but the last time got awkward and he started dating someone, Tom is also a bit older than me.

It had been a few months since we’d even talked at work, and one day a few people were drinking at the bar near our office, and Tom was there. We started talking, apparently he’d met this girl, they’d gotten engaged, and broke it off all in a few months. Felt bad for him cause he’s a genuinely nice guy.

So he starts telling me about how one of the things he liked about her was she was really into swinging and brought him into the lifestyle. He was clearly not new to the party scene which we kinda proved to each other, but he said he really missed it (I swear this is appropriate for this sub).

We started talking about where they went and what happened and she was very open about being with other couples and enjoyed it and they went to a local place here a few times over the last few months. He was saying it was a young crowd and has a real party atmosphere. We were a bit flirty, but I ended up going home alone.

[MF] The morning (fucking) after the night before(‘s fucking).

_Thanks to all those who read the INCREDIBLY long first part of this story. For those who haven’t read it TLDR: I met up with my old school crush at a bar and fucked her while the rest of the world was distracted by the England vs Colombia World Cup game. What follows is the story of what happened immediately after that first encounter._

I headed back to Nat’s place that night. We shared a taxi. She hadn’t been all that physical with me since we had gone back into the bar after we’d had sex the first time. We sat with her friends, sat with my friends; she had occasionally grabbed my arm or something like that but nothing more. That changed almost as soon as we got into the taxi.

No sooner had she given the driver her address than she was leaning into my chest, then kissing me while practically sitting on my knee. I thought it was strange the way she just seemed to be able to flip a switch from being the happy, friendly and quirky girl I had known at school to being pure sexual energy. When we did arrive at her place neither of us even noticed. The driver coughed or something and we quickly got out and paid him.

I love wearing his cum in public after he uses all my holes! [MF]

I am an incredibly lucky slut! Always wet, always down to fuck, and I’d never found a guy who could keep up with me until [/u/AnotherBadChoice](https://www.reddit.com/user/AnotherBadChoice) took me in hand as his property. Under his tutelage, I’ve explored my sexual potential and widened my horizons (so to speak). I’ve written all about how he took me as his property and groomed me to serve him.

The last time I saw my Sir in person, he used me throughly, bringing me around to a gloryhole on our last day so I could suck a few cocks and get drenched in strangers’ cum before I left. That was day 3, and I did promise to write about the rest of our fun, so here goes…

**Day 1**

If he’s planning to use me, I make myself ready early and stay that way. This was a travel day, but I made sure my pussy was fully waxed, my nails were manicured, and my clothes were appropriately slutty before I ever rolled up to the hotel. He’s been known to arrive early, and I don’t want to waste quality play time, so I arrive fully prepared to serve.