The drip that burns [MF] [waxplay] [anal]

The first thing you notice when you open the door is that the bag I’ve brought with me is much larger than usual. As I set the bag down you can hear the click of glass, prompting you to ask, “What’s in the bag?” I simply smile and take you into my arms and silently kiss you. When we part, I take your hand and lead you over to the soft chair beside the bed. Slowly and purposefully, I remove all of your clothing and, after folding it, place it on the dresser. I smile as I gaze upon your nude form before extracting a piece of black cloth from my pants pocket. As I step closer you can see that it’s a blindfold. Stepping behind you, I quickly slide it over your head extinguishing all light, before guiding you down onto the chair.

Your vision obscured, you are forced to rely on your other senses. You can hear me walk away, and the clink of glass again as I pick up the bag and set it on the bed. You sit patiently in darkness as I move around the room placing objects at various points throughout the room, each placement is followed by a clicking sound which you realize is a lighter after the subtle scent of burning candles fills the room. Suddenly, my lips are pressing into yours once more and our tongues dance as they flit back and forth.

[MF] Netflix Interrupted

Hey everyone, I’ve been a reader for a long time now and have finally decided to write something here. I’m more used to writing naughty stories for individuals than writing about an experience in past tense so bare with me. This is gonna be long and detailed, with background info as well. I’ll make sure I mark where the story and good stuff start though so those of you who want can skip ahead ;)

Me: I’m tall, blue eyed, blond haired handsome sailor and in amazingly good shape.

Her: She’s tall, long brown hair, athletic body, amazing ass and perfect breasts (photos may be posted if I get permission for non face photos). She’s just as geeky as I am and we get along great both in and outside the bedroom. Oh and freckles, god I love the freckles.

Netflix and [spanking] [MF]

You can feel my heart beating rhythmically through your cheek as it rests on my chest. You can feel my arm wrapped around you, my fingers lightly caressing your shoulder. My touch sends a tingle down your arm. The movie on the bedroom television is a discussing the 50 shades of grey books, and outlining how they are a mockery of the BDSM culture and generally terribly written. A women, a proprietor of some sex shop by the look of it, is describing the six hundred-odd percent increase in sales that followed the release of the trilogy. She describes an anecdote where an eighty year-old woman came in and purchased her first vibrator.

“That’s both amazing and revolting at the same time” I exclaim.

“I think it’s sort of sweet” you argue, “that little old lady is finally able to ignore the stigma and take her pleasure into her own hands in a new and exciting way.”

“Don’t get me wrong,” I start, “I think it’s wonderful that she was influenced to seek out her own happiness, but the idea of an eighty year-old masturbating isn’t what I would consider arousing.”

Our hottest role-play [MF][married][cheating/hotwife fantasy]

This happened tonight. This is a real story. But first you need context, I’ve been with my wife for almost 20 years. We’re almost 40 and though we’re not the athletes we were in our 20s people would still call us hot. I’m 5’10 and 190. I’ve been told I look like Andrew Shue. We’ve been doing cross-fit for the last year and I’ve bulked up my always broad shoulders. I’ve got brown hair, big brown eyes and full lips. I look good for my age. I played soccer in high school, college and still play now and my wife loves my quads and ass the most.

My wife was a gymnast and a varsity cheerleader. She played soccer too. She was fierce and fast (although not too skilled back then). A blue eyed and blond girl, I told her when first dating that I’m sure she was masturbation material for most of the boys in her high school. She giggled and scoffed at the thought. She’s your innocent, girl next door who thinks of all guys as friends even when she strips at a high school party to her panties and bra and plays pool as a tease.

Late nights (part I) [MF] [orgasm control/denial] bdsm] [anal] [impact] [Mdom] [bondage] [public]

The ding of a notification jolts you from the dreary monotony of your daily work. Your hand flies to your phone, which was sitting surreptitiously next to your keyboard, and your heart jumps when you see the sender and the first line of text. Hastily, you key in your passcode and open the app to read the message in its entirety.

**I hope you’re not too busy after work, because I have plans for you**

You read through the cryptic message several times before you commit to a response. Thumbing it in, you hesitate for the briefest moment before hitting send. You’re certain he won’t elaborate with any specificity, but you can’t resist an attempt. Seconds tick by, and your eyes drift out of focus as you stare at your message, waiting for him to read it. Simultaneously, the little “D” next to your response switches to an “R” and ellipses pop up to indicate his incoming answer. In an instant, two more messages appear, one right after another .

**Patience is a virtue, hun.**

**You’ll have to wait.**

[MF] [roadhead] keep your eyes on the road scott – ms. carter

We roll the windows down and the summer breeze sweeps across our faces. I bat my black hair away from my face and look up at the sunshine. The warm rays of the sun feel so nice on my skin. My cheeks are flushed from the cocktails I had earlier. I turn up the tunes and look at Scott. He is relaxed and jamming out to r&b. He makes a sharp left I clumsily land on his lap. He looks down at me with a sexy smile and chuckles. I start giggling. I stay down on his lap and brush my hand up and down his leg. I’m super tipsy and I’m feeling spontaneous…in a naughty way. My fingers slowly creep up towards his inner thigh.

“Jasmine, no. You better not,” he says. I giggle even more. “Better not what?,” I say playfully. I start rubbing the inside of his thigh up to his crotch. I tease his balls a bit and feel his cock rising and getting harder. A few cars pass by and I try to act poised. I love the thrill of potentially being caught in public especially while driving. As the last car passes us I continue. “Jas, no please.”

Breakfast [MF] [bdsm] [Mdom] [begging] [orgasm control/denial]

I open my eyes to a metallic clang coming from the kitchen, and I immediately sense your absence. My left arm still bears the signs of your cuddling with me through the night, and I smile as I recall the event of the prior evening. I let out a low sigh as I stretch before exiting the bedroom, curious to discover what new culinary adventure we’ll be exploring today. After a brief stop in the bathroom, I round the corner and catch my first glimpse of your lithe form. You’re silhouetted in the morning sun cascading through the kitchen windows. I can’t help but pause and take in your beautiful and your absurd attire. Your back is to me and you’re standing on your toes, with one hand leaning against the counter, and reaching into the upper cabinet. The apron is flowing lightly around you, tied in the back, and the only other stitch of clothing is a pair of pale pink panties.

Smiling, I walk up behind you silently and, placing one arm around your waist, press my lips into the soft flesh of your neck just below your right ear.

“Can I help you with something?”

I’ve had 5 partners in my life. Three of them were all in one crazy, slutty weekend on a houseboat. [MF][MF][MFM]

Hello guys, I just wanted to share this story that I was reminded of this weekend because of the Facebook “on this day” feature which featured some pics from the sexiest and craziest weekend of my life. I’m writing this from memories, so obviously direct quotes are kind of paraphrased and I did fill in a few details that were hazy. This story is long but good I promise. Go to “FRIDAY” if you just want action. I may have to split this into parts.

I’ll try to keep the background somewhat short. My name is Michelle, I’m 29 now and married. I’ve been married and settled down for a few years now. I met my husband in college and we’ve been together ever since except for a 6 month or so period right after college when we were both kind of “finding ourselves.”

I grew up in a mildly sheltered background. Nothing crazy, no religious fanatics or anything like that, but I had a small group of friends in the suburbs and didn’t even drink a beer until college. My future husband Brad met my group and fit in well. However, he had friends from high school that were wild. It was a bunch of frat boys and a few boys that were basically the types of girls frat boys like. We’d hang out with them from time to time but not real often because in general I didn’t party like them and neither did Brad anymore.

[MF] Filthy first encounter with Reddit sex goddess

Ladies and gentlemen of Reddit, I don’t really know what I’m doing here… I’ve never written anything like this before, but I just had to get it out, and a friend mentioned that this is the place to do it. If you’re willing, I would like to tell you all about the most amazing sexual experience of my life.

I’ve done a few wild things in my time, and on paper this most recent encounter doesn’t sound as extreme as some of them, but the way it has affected me trumps everything that has gone before. I’ve thought of little else since it happened, to the point that I’m here, absolutely desperate to get it off my chest. I hope it’s the sort of thing you’re expecting.

This happened just three days ago. After a couple of months of chatting with a fellow Redditor, having met in a subreddit that is explicitly NOT for hook-ups, we decided to meet up. I’m 29, male, from the UK, and she’s 24, female, from Ohio USA. Not the most convenient distance for a casual fling… Regardless, I asked her on a date, and she said yes. There had been an intense connection between us from the beginning, and weekly emails became daily, and then WhatsApp messages, and then drunk texts, and more…

first time at a swingers club [MF]

This took place about two years ago! Skip to Part 2 if you don’t want the background

PART 1

My ex-boyfriend Justin has access to a relative’s house on the coast of Texas, so he invited me down with the specific suggestion of checking out one of the swinger clubs in the area. We got along well despite being exes and I wasn’t going to turn down a weekend in the south…it was January in Michigan. I’d been curious about swingers clubs/group sex for awhile but no direct experience.

We decided to go Saturday night “couples night” which had a reputation for being more chill for first-timers. The other evenings they allowed single men and women. I fretted over what to wear and ordered a bunch bodycon dresses on Amazon Prime and settled on a [blue bandage dress that was like wearing elastic](http://imgur.com/a/YpZV4). I’m 28 years old, have dark blond hair, and my body type is lanky, tall and I have small B cup breasts. Apparently my ass is nicely rounded for a skinny person or so I’ve been told. I added in Barbie pink lipstick that apparently looks amazing when I’m on my knees with my pink lips wrapped around a cock.