Struggle in the Fae Lounge [fantasy] [fdom] [mdom] [struggle]

The pounding music makes conversation all but impossible, and the combination of dim lights and black lights makes it hard for even a dark fae to see. But, even with the mingled smells of honey ale, whiskey, and perfume filling the air, I can smell you. It’s a smell I don’t recognize. The scent of flowers is strong, mixed with the smell of earth, which is to be expected from a fae creature. But you also smell musky, and strangely, of fire. Why would a light fae smell of fire?

My eyes scan the bar, searching. It’s not the succubus in the high heels and black leather, although my dick gives a small jump at the sight of her. Succubi smell of sex, but not flowers. You’re nowhere near the front of the bar.

I pick up my drink and walk slowly through the dark, peering into the corners. At this point I’m not even pretending I’m not hunting. I know you know I’m here. I pull back a curtain to see two light fae and a faun tangled up in each other. Any other time I’d lend a hand, but tonight I’m busy. I sniff the air and can tell I’m getting close. And then you’re there.

[MF] Introducing a good catholic girl from Tinder to kink on her first sex date ever [public] [bdsm] [sexting]

I was traveling to Frankfurt for a work weekend, and since I was a Tinder subscriber I figured I might as well pre-swipe and see if there was anything exciting happening in town. At about that time I had gotten bored of regular dating, of meeting in bars or cafés and asking questions: what do you do… what music do you listen to… yada yada… Sure sometimes that can be interesting, but more or less has nothing to do with whether we want to fuck each other, which has a lot more to do with desire and psyche and smells and gestures. So I created a new Tinder profile, very suggestive of kink and BDSM, figured it’s be a lot more efficient to just cut to the chase. I didn’t want to “date”, but to meet women who had the hunger and the courage and curiosity for a fiery fling, who needed not a date or a dinner or a chat, but to be fucked, and hard.

[MF] I cheated on my wife with my flatmate

A fellow redditor encouraged me to post in here after I told her my stories. I will follow her advice and hope you like it.

It was less than a year ago. The first months after we moved to London, my wife and I had to live in a flatshare for 2 months just the time to find our own place. And there was this girl, nothing really special about her but she had a lot of sexual energy in her. She has dark brown hair, long, small but beautifully shaped breasts, green eyes.

I don’t know why, I was always aroused when she was near by. Some woman are like that…

So I often played some naughty little games, like for example when I got out of the bathroom after a shower, I would always masturbate before so that my cock was very visible under my towel and then I would go talk to her in the kitchen and stuff. I knew she was watching. I saw her peaking. She was bitting her lips, enjoying that.

She often got out of the shower with a way too small towel, revealing a delicious clevage and very nice ass.

Aoife in Amsterdam part 1: A stripper[F] helps her cum in front of an audience of twenty [F][FF][MF] LONG

Aoife was my first real girlfriend and then became my wife. These stories are an anthology of our sex life together. Its been great reviving these memories and sharing them with you all. While these are not our real names we hope you enjoy. Sharing these stories has added an extra notch to our sex drive of late. I hope you enjoy.

Amsterdam was a sex feast where we tried many things for the first time secure in our anonymity. This happened on our first night as I pre-arranged a good part of it.

BACKGROUND
Aoife had bought me a ticket to Amsterdam for the day after I finish and hand in my thesis. I was still in Scotland and she had finished her year in Ireland. We hadn’t seen each other in 2 months and were both desperate.

A bit of background: I’m a heavy duty weed smoker (so it was the perfect gift ) and I’m a bit of a voyeur. Aoife is a cracking beauty, she reminds me of Sloan from Entourage, perfect 34cs and loves to be watched and role play. The perfect couple.

[MFF] I conspired with another girl to surprise my girlfriend while she was tied to the bed and use her until her brain melted [Long] [freeuse] [first threesome] [true love]

I wanted to surprise her. It’s difficult, she’s so confident and capable and ready for anything. But then I had an idea. My girlfriend Anna and I have been together for a little over two years, and things are really wonderful. We’re madly in love, and sex keeps getting better, despite my best efforts to frustrate her into oblivion. She likes that, she likes being frustrated and teased and toyed with. She’s a very self possessed woman, very take charge and get things done. But when the bedroom door closes, she’s mine to do with as I please. She gives herself to me in ways I should only be allowed to dream about.

So we experiment a lot, and both really enjoy trying new things. We’ve been doing more role playing lately, especially “teacher-student”, and con-non con type stuff. Really fun…reeeeally fun. She wears this skirt, with pig tails. Jesus. No, that’s for another time, I have to focus.

[MF] Vanilla wife, submissive husband.

Just to provide some background. In my marriage I definitely have the high sex and my wife’s is quite low. She rarely, if ever, initiates sex. My love and longing for my wife has lead me to take on some submissive behaviours that I’ve come to really enjoy. She likes vanilla sex and has no interest in being my domme, but I still find little ways to be submissive – topping from the bottom perhaps. Sometimes my efforts go unrewarded, that’s ok it only serves to make me more submissive, but other times I get a nice treat, as is what happened last weekend.

Date Night Couples Massage [FFM][Long]

Our last date night took a very different but exciting turn this past weekend. We went to dinner at one of our favorite restaurants and then my husband decided to surprise me with something that he had set up. Little did I know that it would be an amazing experience.

We left dinner and he drove us to nice townhouse community and pulled up in front of one of the houses. I really wasn’t sure what to expect but he has never steered me wrong so I was eager to see what it would bring. We got out and went to the door and rang the doorbell. A very attractive middle age woman answered the door dressed casually in jeans and a t-shirt. Her body looked fit and her long brown hair fell across her shoulders. The t-shirt concealed what looked to be great breasts and her smile was beautiful. She introduced herself as Meg and shook both my husband’s and my hand before we followed her inside.

Lillie’s Dragon [F] [Solo] [Dildo]

Lillie pushed her glasses up a bit as she approached the counter. It would be an awkward conversation, she just knew it.

“Hello.” Lillie smiled politely.

The woman behind the counter returned it. “Hi there. How can I help you?”

“I need to pick up an order for five vials.” Lillie said, trying to keep her voice even.

The woman’s jaw dropped. “Five!” There was an drawn out moment of silence. Lillie’s glasses slipped back down her nose a bit. Then the woman composed herself, resuming her professionalism. “Sorry.. um right away. If you’ll just fill out these forms.”

“Thank you.” Lillie tried not to blush as she took the papers.

Ten minutes and a few forms later, she was leaving the sperm bank, heading for her house.

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“Random Acts” MF – #NYC

I’m in the city for work. You answered my r/randomactofblowjob post. We e-click (pun intended ;-)). We meet in public at the hotel bar, so that we both feel safe. You’re nervous. So am I. But we’re both relieved that we recogize each other from our pics. Sure, we both worked the angles and lighting a little bit, but it’s no bait and switch… A couple years back, I was once mistaken for Danillo Gallinari – I was sitting down. But I’m *only* 6’ tall. Athletically built. Boyish face. Scruffy beard. Glasses. If anything, I think you look better in real life. Cuter. Intriguing. You wear a playful sundress. Modest, but it highlights your figure. I noticed a tattoo peeking out from the hem. I ask if I can see it. Without a beat, you say, “maybe, if you play your cards right.” You blush at you own forwardness. I smile. You compliment me on my dimple. It’s now my turn to blush. We get a drink, exchange some banter. You make me laugh. You bite your lower lip. That’s all I need. I discreetly place a hand on your thigh. You take it and move it up higher. Without a word, I take your hand and lead you to the elevator. Door closes, DING. We’re at each other. Kissing passionately, hands wandering. DING. Someone else gets in. We jump apart. Double blush time. Elevator goes up. Stranger gets off. We laugh and ease into another, gentler kiss. DING. I lead you to the door, fumble for the card key, and drop it. You bend over, a bit tauntingly, and pick it up. I sneak a peak. You open the door. Now you take me by the hand and lead me to the bed. You simply tell me, “Sit.” I obey. You drop to your knees. You look up at me and smile. I’m nervous. You can tell. And you love it. It emboldens you. You unbuckle my belt. You order me, “Stand.” I do. You pull down my pants, along with my briefs. All in one. I spring out. Still fully clothed yourself, you giggle. You like what you see. Or at least I hope you do. I’m about 7” long. Almost 6’ girth. Neat, clean and trimmed. And by now, fully erect, throbbing as your eyes bounce between me and my hovering dick. All you say is “Now sit.” Again, I obey. You hands run up the inside of my thighs. You still haven’t touched me. You’re teasing me. Your fingernails trace my skin, sending a shiver up my legs. You tickle my balls. I twitch in anticipation. Then you grab me, you can barely wrap your hand around my entire shaft. You bring your lips tantilizing close to my head. You breathe on it. You take in a light musk. That scent that you secretly crave. Then you wrap your lips around my head. I groan in delight and throw my head back as you gently take me deep, then deeper. You start working my cock with your hand and mouth, jerking me off in a screwdriver motion, swirling your tongue around my head. I’m in ecstacy. Your free hand tugs on my balls, tickling them as you work on me faster and faster…….

[M]y girlfriend the Librarian, her lover and my ex [F][FF][MF]

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LONG BACKSTORY
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“I know you are engaged” I tell Emily
“What are you talking about?”
“The american, your supposed gay friend Tim that keeps calling. Listen I know, no need to be defensive about it. I found out our first night. He called when you were in the shower that first night we were together. I told him you weren’t there and he said to say that her fiance called. Does he know about me?”
“Yes.”
“Everything?”
“He knows we are regular but he doesn’t know about what happened with Mary or the other stuff. (In our time together she has discovered she likes exhibitionism, public sex and there are strong indications that she is bi) . I am really sorry”.
“Its ok. Listen we both knew what we were getting into. I was always returning to Ireland and you to America. We were and still are having fun.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I didn’t want to stop seeing you. I thought that revealing it might spoil it.”

“Why now?”she asks.