Texas Flight Attendant Strips From Her Uniform and Masturbates for Her Husband and His Poker Buddies [FMM]

[ORIGINAL STORY WITH NSFW PIC IS HERE ON IMGUR](https://imgur.com/1lAxxvc)

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I am a real flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist. Specifically, I love to be watched masturbating. It is my favorite way of sexually expressing and satisfying myself.

My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace. In other words, I wasn’t willing to give it up in a marriage. He claimed he understood and continues to try but he does have his jealous moments which I completely understand.

So maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised when he said he had been talking to his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San Antonio airport about having an after-work Friday night party and wanted me to go.

I said, “It sounds to me like an all guys type of party. Why do you want me there?”

The time I [m]ade a straight married stranger [m] get an erection on a busy bus by the use of my discreet grinding skills

It was a busy Wednesday evening and I managed to get on a bus but it was so so busy so I was squashed standing up at the front end of the bus and there was a guy standing behind me holding on to the same pole as I was.

Every time the bus went to a stop I would look behind myself in order to move out the way to let others off the bus but I would slyly be looking at the guy who was pretty much breathing down my neck. He was a typical man – stubble hair, pretty tall (5ft11), he has on work clothes, it looked as tho he was a construction worker of some sort. We locked eyes for just a second where his eyes travelled down to my lips and stayed there, whereas, I was still looking into his eyes and I could feel my heart beating quite fast. I was not familiar with a grown straight man looking at me for longer then a second. I then turned around and even though that lasted for 5-10 seconds, it made me kind of happy (gay I know ?)

The bartender (trans+ male)

Back before the pandemic ruined every one’s social life, an old friend of mine opened a bar where I live.

The first time I went I meant Chrissy, who just started her first day as a bartender. She was gorgeous, and being a cocky flirt we hit it off and I spent the better part of 3 hours chatting with her.

I definitely thought she was into me, so I left her my number but she never messaged me so I figured she was just being a friendly bartender. So no harm, no foul, I kept going to the bar, we would flirt but it’d never go anywhere, but I basically developed a school boy crush on her which always kept me coming back.

Well one night I go in, and I’m surprised to see this guy I know, Matt, in at the bar. Matt is gay, and went to the same high school and college as me. What no one knows is that Matt became my personal cock sucker throughout all of college and I even fucked him a few times.

Tim discovers his step sister’s secret chapter 18

Alexa cooed, “Now Tim, you just lay back, relax and enjoy. Candace, I want you to ride Tim’s cock, so I can watch you cum all over my man’s cock!”

Candace rose up with a smile of desire, and took position. She noted with approval that just like Alexa’s clean shaven pussy, Tim’s pubes were smoothly bald also. She detested pubic hair, when she was licking or sucking a lover, she hated the feel of unkempt jungles poking at her face, it was such a mood killer. Alexa’s hand took Tim’s cock, holding it in position as Candace nudged her opening against his cock head. She pushed down, wanting to take it all in one thrust, moaning low in her throat as her tight walls parted around Tim’s steel hard cock.

Tim grunted as she sank down, impaling herself with one hard thrust, the furnace heat of her surrounded his cock, a tight, hugging sheath of hot juices. He watched her body, those very generous breasts, a curvy waist, fantastic hips, her mound as clean shaven as Alexa’s, he looked over and and saw Alexa watching them.

Coming Out [LGBT]

*Three hundred miles from home; have a great job as a video game designer but things seem no different than when I was in high school.  No, wait, that is not quite right.  There is a difference; I don’t have my mom and dad breathing down my neck about becoming a preacher like my dad and settling down and giving them grandkids.  Yeah, mom still mentions grandkids when I come home for the holidays, and dad said at thirty I should have a real job.  Parents, you got to love them even if you disagree.  I know after all this time I should be honest with my parents, especially mom, and tell her that the only grandkids she is going to have are the ones that my sister and brother have given her.  From me, grandkids would have to be adopted.  And as far as finding that perfect “woman”, well that is impossible.  I am gay but am still living in the closet.  I haven’t even had the balls to have a one night stand or even admit I am gay to the world, much less my own family.*

Plenty of Fish pt.1 [F/m] (Incest, Mom/Son, Cheating)

Ben lived with his parents, Stephen and Lillian, and his sisters, Lori and Emily. One day, his dad Stephen came home from work and went up to his room. He peeked his head in and said hello, Ben removed his headset and turned from his computer screen to greet him back. That night, after dinner, Stephen walked out of his bathroom and got into bed quite upset. Lillian knew why but she continued sitting at her lowboy, rubbing all sorts of anti aging, anti wrinkles lotions on herself, hoping Stephen would let it go. Stephen took his shirt off and tossed it at his feet, he had a big hairy belly which seemed to be where all his head hair had gone. He rubbed his long, graying goatee for a little bit before finally saying something.

“Today was the last day, isn’t that right?” He asked Lillian. Lillian continued to open and close different lotions and cosmetics, only turning around once to agree. “He’s still at it with those computer games…”

“He only plays them after finishing all his school work…it’s a good reward for him…”

“I’ll tell you what’s a good reward for him: PUSSY! But knowing him I bet he’d rather like-”

Wils Week chapter 8 (family fun, FF, wet dream)

CHAPTER 8 : Still Thursday

Gayla sighed and sat on the edge of her chair and picked up her glass of tea, draining the last of the contents in one gulp. She tried to decide what she should do, or even what she wanted to come of this, but before she could come to any conclusions Madeline came bustling back into the kitchen, carrying towels and washcloths, a can of shaving cream and a disposable razor.

“The asshole left this behind,” she said, setting the can on the table along with the other items. “Maybe the little slut likes him with a beard,” she added under her breath as she turned to the cabinet. She got a large bowl out of a cabinet and filled it with hot water from the sink, bringing it over to the table also. “Now, what else?” she asked herself, looking over the gathered items and tapping her chin thoughtfully with a finger. “Oh yes!” she gave Gayla a brief, mischievous smile, then hurriedly began rummaging through drawers and cabinets. She came back with scissors and a plastic sandwich bag. “Will this work?” she asked, handing the bag to Gayla along with the scissors. “It’s the only kind of baggie that I have.”

A personal trainer spending three weeks living with his trophy wife client [MF]

So i’ve been a personal trainer for six years, and in that time I’ve managed to fuck over two dozen of my married clients, because unfaithful women are my ultimate fetish. This post will be to share one of my favourite experiences with one of my favourite girls.

This wife is a 32 year old legitimate trophy wife. Long blonde hair with blue eyes, wears a fake tan, has perfect fake tits and a great plump ass. Just an all-around amazing body. And the husbands some rich corporate dude in his mid 40’s. Who has no clue what she’s been doing. He’s also had a vasectomy she got and so they’re not looking for any kids.

Back Room Fights 1.3: Gus vs Brett (Men’s Boxing) [Gay] [mm]

“All right folks, this next match is a men’s boxing match between two juicy beefcakes. The bout will take place in three minute rounds until a knockout is achieved. The winner will receive a $1000 win bonus as well as the chance to cum in the loser’s face. Now introducing in the red corner, he is 6’1’’, 191 lbs, and is a 23 year old member of Sigma Nu. Welcome Brett to the ring!” announced Claire.

The fighter removed his robe revealing his fair, muscular body as he flexed for the crowd. Brett had dirty blonde hair and pretty green eyes that made him seem approachable to those who didn’t know him yet. He was wearing only a pair of short, tight fitting, green boxer briefs that hugged the curves of his ass and his small bulge. Many of the women in the crowd, Claire included, couldn’t help but stare at his large pects, cannonball delts, and well defined abs. Brett stared across the ring, confident he could beat and humiliate his still cloaked opponent.

“Now for the blue corner. He is 5’11’’, 194 lbs, and is a 25 year old IT worker. Please welcome Gus to the ring!”

Wild Week chapter 7 (family fun, brother and sister, FF)

CHAPTER 7 : Thursday

Billy awoke without the alarm again on Thursday morning. Rising from the bed, he went to the window and looked through the binoculars at Mrs. James’ window. She wasn’t up yet, of course, but he stared at the rocking chair across the room, seeing her again as she was last night. It seemed unreal now in the light of day, as if he had dreamed the whole thing, but his dick knew it had happened and was standing at attention. He dropped the binoculars and squeezed his boner through his pajamas with a groan, but was brought up short by the sound of a door closing out in the hall.

Turning away from the window, he crossed the room and cracked open the door, peeking out just in time to see Brianna enter the bathroom and close the door. He waited impatiently a few minutes, then crept down the hall to the door. Listening, he could hear the shower running. So, with his heart thumping heavily in his chest, he reached for the knob. A smile crept over his face as the knob turned easily, but just as he began easing the door open, it was violently flung open, jerking the knob out of his grasp, and there stood Brianna, wearing only a white towel and an angry scowl. She grabbed a handful of his pajama top and pulled him into the room, closing the door and pushing him up against the wall.