[MF] [Cheating] I wasn’t going to London (part 2)

*Reposting due to breaking the rules regarding adding links inside the body – will add a link to part 1 in the comments*
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**Previously:** I lied to my girlfriend that I was going to London on business, before flying to Sicily to meet a girl from Snapchat while she was holidaying there. As soon as I got to her hotel room, we ended up in bed together. I woke up the next morning to texts from my girlfriend, as my phone’s GPS had given away my true location…

**Too Long;Where’s The Sex?** If you don’t want to read the follow up to the end of part 1, or about the day that followed it, simply search for “Later that evening” – you’ll get straight to the good part.
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I sat up on my side of the bed, staring at the floor at first, then up at the bedside clock. It was 8am in the morning. The most accusing of texts, the one in which my girlfriend had blown my cover by exposing my own stupidity in leaving GPS enabled on my phone, arrived at 4am. I wondered why she’d been up that late. Had she been worried about me because I was too busy fucking to tell her I’d arrived in “London”? Had it kept her up all night? Or had she simply woken to go to the toilet and decided to check up?

Buster-how to train your owner, Part 2 [str8] [bst]

The rest of that night and all the next day Janet was determined to put this business behind her. She did this by keeping away from Buster, shutting him in a different room most of the time and telling him to keep away when they were together. She need not have bothered Buster sensed this was going to be a period of reflection for Janet while she wrestled with her feelings ‘she’ll convince herself she’s not doing it again but the thought of my big cock in her will eventually break her down’
When Roy returned Janet was in the kitchen, she wore a loose summer dress and greeted Roy by kissing him passionately. He kissed her back pleasantly surprised at her passion, she must have missed him lots. The kiss continued so Roy slipped his hand inside her dress and cupped her bra less breast, he gently tweaked her nipple the way she liked and she responded by pushing her tongue deeper in his mouth. She took his hand from her breast and guided it down till it was under her panties. “Christ your wet, have you been thinking about this all day”. He started to pull her towards the bedroom. “No here, fuck me here”. She pulled up her dress at the back and pulled her panties down to her knees. She bent over the sink and gripped the taps, just like she had when Buster licked her.
Roy dropped his trousers to his ankles and as Buster watched from the doorway he rubbed himself to make his cock harder. Getting inside her was easy, he went straight in up to his balls because she was so wet. Janet pulled open her dress at the front and Roy grabbed her tits one in each hand, he slowly began to shaft her “harder Roy, fuck me harder” she growled at him “come on faster, fuck me”. Roy began to sweat with the effort but then she came, she gripped him so tight with her pussy that normally he wouldn’t have been able to move but Janet’s cunt was so wet that he could do one more thrust before her pussy literally sucked the cum out of him.
Roy just dropped down with exhaustion and sat on the kitchen floor. Janet pulled up her knickers and strode to the bathroom, as she passed Buster she stuck her tongue out at him.
‘Well I guess that was for my benefit’ thought Buster ‘she’s going to try and put it all behind us’.
The rest of the evening was pretty normal, when they went to bed they didn’t make love again as both said how knackered they were.
What happened next came as a big shock, Buster was not expecting this. Three o’clock in the morning Janet came creeping into the kitchen where Buster slept, Roy could be heard snoring in the bedroom “I can’t sleep Buster” she whispered as quietly as she could “I need to be fucked properly, the way you do it” she got down on her hands and knees and wiggled her naked bum “come on Buster, please, I’m sorry I was unfaithful to you with Roy”. Buster was tempted to make her wait but then thought ‘who am I trying to kid’. He jumped up and began to rapidly thrust into her pussy, his pre cum was going everywhere although the last thing Janet needed was lubrication “slow down” she gasped “ do it like last time”. Buster slowed it right down as ordered, it didn’t really occur to Janet that he was following her instructions she just thought this was the way he did it. Janet began to groan and Buster tried to tell her to be quiet, he humped her slowly as she’d asked but Buster knew it was his knot putting pressure on her g spot that she craved. He pushed it in hard and she gasped. Buster lay on her back while he pumped cum into her, his head next to her ear, he tried to whisper sweet nothings but the usual problem stopped him. The next twenty minutes were going to be interesting, if Roy woke up while they were tied there would be some explaining to do. An evil thought briefly crossed his mind, he could bark and then watch the panic but he quickly suppressed the thought ‘you wouldn’t get any more of this mate’ he told himself.

[FF] (Real story) My first, mild lesbian experience

Hey everyone! This is my first post on here. I love to write in my free time. The stories I tell here are true ones, but I’ll also write fictional stories in other places from time to time. I mainly focus on true stories, though. I like thinking about past experiences more than ones that never happened.

Note: if you want to skip to the sex, I’ll have “Sex Begins” in bold.

My first story, as the title says, is about my first lesbian experience. It’s pretty mild, and not too long, but it should be a good test ! :) If you have any questions/criticisms/requests/whatever, let me know! Thank you! Before I start, let me tell you what I look like. I’m a shorter girl (5′ 4″), I’m pretty pale/white, and I have blue dyed hair (duh). I’m busty, I think too much for my height/size. I’m not too skinny, but I’m not really fat, either. I weigh 120 pounds.

I [32m] Just Had A 3some [MFM] with my married roommates, it was amazing!

This is fresh and It just happened.

So my good friends from high school C and K in the past would have 3somes with me, I was the only one that was allowed into their relationship. I moved and a few years later they called me and asked me to be his best man at his wedding. I went to their wedding and gave my speech; I obviously didn’t mention our previous arrangements and I flew back to my residence. A couple days later they moved to my state and town. At the time I was in a relationship and his wife and my girlfriend did not get along. Because of this I rarely visited and we lived 20 minutes away from each other. 3 years later they buy a house and ask me to rent out one of their rooms because I wanted to move out of my current place anyway.

A boy and his toy [m] [anal] [mast]

It feels so good.

The cool, bulbous tip gently spreads my tight hole. A moan slides out, involuntary but deep and loud.

Riding this glass dildo is my favorite thing, the only orgasm to leave me quaking and twitching since the first time I had sex without a condom, unloading my full heavy balls in thick endless spurts into my girlfriend’s white-hot hairy pussy and watching it form streams of sexual magma that flowed down between her lips and my thick cock under her wide blonde landing strip.

So I suppose you could say I like anal, which is a recent discovery.

I bought the plug first and quickly got bored, so I replaced it with a dildo with a slightly narrower tip and 8” of gently curved length. Cool blue spirals, slightly raised, start below the much wider tip and run down the length of the shaft over the clear center.

I rode her for the first time and shook with joy but couldn’t cum.

The second time I rode her for 25 minutes before I ejaculated. The orgasm was insane, almost not tied to the act of shooting cum, deep within me and in my cock and in my balls and in my twitching bumhole.

26[MF] The Confession My Boyfriend Wrote For Me While I Sucked Him Slowly

My boyfriend and I tried a little game. I asked him to type up his best sexual experience for me while I slowly teased him with my mouth. It ended up being a shit ton of fun! He described all of it outloud while he wrote it and got insanely turned on. I thought it might be fun to share! Enjoy.

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He paid for dinner, drinks, and weed. Then I gave him my first blowjob. [MM]

I was 25. He had invited me to dinner and we went into Manhattan in his car after work on a friday. On the way back he parked besides the Long Island Expressway somewhere near Melville and we smoked a joint. The only lights came from the highway cars passing us by. He took out his dick. It wasn’t too big but it was fat, with a nice round head, and erect, pointing straight up. I leaned over, wetted my lips and pressed them against the head. I was trying to do like my highschool girlfriend used to do it. I sucked on the head first and then put it all in my mouth. He turned the overhead light on. I was amazed to feel my mouth full. I minded my teeth going up and down thinking “I’m sucking cock!” I remembered the bully in highschool who had once called me a cocksucker. When he put his hand on my head I knew he was going to cum but it took me by surprise anyway and swallowed the first shot. I held the rest in my mouth of what seemed like a lot of cum, and leaned over to spit it out the window. I felt shame at the thought of what everyone I knew would think of me if they ever found out. But I had liked it. The second time went smoother and had no shame anymore.

[MFF] Our first threesome (long)

This all happened a few months ago; I’d recently started living alone so this allowed me more privacy and freedom than I’d had before.
This story involved me, my girlfriend (“Fiona”) and a mutual friend (“Liz”) who we hadn’t seen in about 3 years. I am 23, 192 cm tall, average-athletic build. My skin is tanned but I’m naturally white, so the visible skin on my body is a light brown but other parts are white. I have short black hair and I’m clean shaven; I don’t have much body hair. Fiona is 21, with long, straight, black hair and brown skin. She is Asian and has a beautiful face with an especially flat nose that is incredibly adorable. She is of average height – 165 – and has large breasts, a small round butt and not much body fat. She is a football player at the top of the amateur level so her legs are quite muscular and very hard. Liz’s parents are Japanese and White American; her skin is very pale as a result. She has long curly black hair which she always ties in a bun. I’d never seen her with her hair down except in photos, even while we had sex. Her breasts and her butt are very small. This suits her as she likes to dress in men’s clothes and has something of a male aesthetic and demeanor to her, which contrasts with her fine features and *very* smooth skin.

[mf] Fucked an ex at a house party

I’m an old and boring married man now, which is why I’m going to write these. They’re as much for me as anyone else. I’ve never written like this before, so it might suck.

I was 19 and kind of in between relationships. Not exactly single, but not exactly taken. I showed up to a house party thrown by an aquaintance of mine, expecting to get drunk and maybe set some shit on fire. All of the usual suspects were there, including my friend Jill. Jill was not attractive, but she had a great body and huge tits. I always felt like she had a thing for me but I never really pursued because I always had other options. I was considering giving her a shot when my ex-girlfriend Amanda’s voice stopped me in my tracks. Jill had introduced us, so it kind of made sense why she was there. But this party was mostly my people – so she had to expect me.

Me and Amanda had a short and hot relationship that ended when she cheated on me (and Jill told me about it.) Amanda was a goddess to me. She was curvy in exactly the right way, played soccer, and was down for absolutely anything in bed. I learned a ton about sex and myself with her.

[MF] [Cheating] I wasn’t going to London (part 1)

**If you just want to get to the sex, look for the first divider**

Monday morning. “Why you? Why is it always you?”, my girlfriend protested as I got out of her car at the train station.

“I’m the best they have at sorting this sort of shit out.”, I explained again as I pulled my suitcase from the boot. “I go down there, throw a few network cables about and I’ll be back before you know it. I don’t get paid the big bucks to turn these jobs down. I’ll be back on Wednesday night. You won’t even know I’m gone.”

“Fine. Just text me when you get to London.” I assured her I would, kissed her goodbye and walked towards the station to await my carriage.

I turned to watch her pull away and pulled the train ticket out of my pocket. I wasn’t going to London. I was headed north. I had a flight to catch. Hours later, I landed at Catania-Fontanarossa Airport – in Sicily.