A ride on the Symbian (MF, FF)

At a swingers party I met a couple that traveled from one party to another and let participants use their Symbian machine. I of course tried out their machine one night. (Side note, I HIGHLY recommend giving this toy a try if you are even given the opportunity. It’s a totally unique feeling.)

After the first use I decided it was something I’d like to do a few more times in life. I guess with all my eagerness I somehow got myself invited to a party the following week to get another chance to use the machine. My only hesitation was I’d have to go alone. My usual partner was busy that weekend. After some self-reassurance, I decided to go. I could always leave if I felt too uncomfortable.

So Saturday night I dress up and head to the party alone. What I decided to wear (keep in mind I dress pretty conservatively for the most part. Going “slutty” never really turns out all that slutty for me). I dressed in a short, black, lacy, spaghetti strapped dress with black heels and under it I wore a black g-string.

[MF][oral][cuck]

Sarah chewed her bottom lip nervously, as she checked her reflection in her visor mirror one last time. She couldn’t settle the butterflies in her stomach. They had only met the one time, to discuss likes and dislikes, wants and limits, but agreed there was an interest they both wanted to pursue. Hank was married and had a family, like Sarah, but his work schedule was so erratic, it hadn’t been an issue at all to just tell his wife he had to stay late for work. Sarah had claimed she was going out for drinks with an old girlfriend from college. She had never been so glad to have him uninterested in her social circle, as he took her word and asked no further questions.

It was exactly the arranged meeting time, so Sarah took a deep breath, and stepped out of her car. As she was closing the door, she saw Hank opening the door to the building where he worked. “Sarah, I’m so glad you didn’t get cold feet.” There wasn’t a part of her cold. She pulled her corset straight under her dress, and tried to not notice how her freshly wax pussy felt practically dripping arousal. She was glad she skipped panties; they would have been ruined.

Sex with [m]y best [f]riend thanks to the world’s greatest wingman, the hot tub. Also featuring [m][f][f][f] non-participants.

I'm a details person, which I think is rather the point of these stories. Nevertheless, I'll let you know where the naked time begins if you want to skip ahead.

In the early fall before my senior year at college, my best friend and I made plans to meet up with another one of our closest friends the evening before move in day on campus. My best friend (Rachel) and I (Rob) each lived a few hundred miles away from school in opposite directions and our other friend (Kate) lived just a few towns over from school. The plan was to get there mid-afternoon, spend the day/night partying, then drag our hungover asses over to school and help each other move in as we were sharing a house that year. Let's be honest though, it was really all just an excuse to have an extra day to party together before the semester started.

Foursome with my best friend and our gf’s

If you read my last story you probably know that me and my gf started to have an open relationship, where we can have sex with other people if the other is aware of that. After having sex with Lisa neither I nor her had sex with anyone but ourselves. Last year we had a MFF threesome (it's not a great story though, but i can post it here someday) for my birthday and my gf (Will call her Jessica) made me promise we would have a MMF threesome too – I agreed since I want to see her being fucked by other cock. The following months I'd come with the subject but Jessica would always say that she want it but is afraid of getting double penetrated and other things, but the first worrying subject to her is to find a great guy to have sex with us, someone we could trust. So nice friends name always came like Christopher. Christopher is my best mate, know him since I was 10, and he is the most trustable person in the world. He is a pretty nice guy and girls says he is hot with that hipster look of his. Jessica agrees that he is hot and trustable but there’s one concern: Chris is dating a girl for more than a year.

First post Labor Day Shenanigans part 1 (M/F) LONG

This past labor day weekend was supposed to be a weekend where my best friend/roommate, Ryan , were going to leave Las Vegas and go up to Santa Barbara for a camping/bro-out for I was moving away next month. However, weird circumstances happened so both Ryan and I couldn’t afford the trip. Ryan told me that his two friends from his home town of Seattle, Lana and Diane, were coming down to visit him for it was Diane’s birthday weekend and Lana’s was last weekend. They were going to stay at our house because we had a spare bedroom and Ryan asked if that was fine. I totally was, I had met Diane years ago and she was a cute girl and cool to hang out with. Ryan had also off handedly mentioned that Diane was now recently single. I didn’t think anything of it and thought I was going to be a 5th wheel (Ryan has a girlfriend named Stacy, whom is a needy clingy little thing so I assumed she’d be on Ryan like white on rice all weekend, as per her norm) to their fun times so I was already opting on staying home and playing video games all weekend. Wednesday night Ryan goes to pick the girls up from the airport and takes them to see the Strip for a while and they get to our place at around midnight. I say hello to them, go outside and join Ryan for a cigarette while the girls settled in their room. Lana came out first and I was being friendly, and introduced myself like a proper gentlemen and Lana is just the sweetest girl you’ve ever met. We all talk for a while until Diane comes out of the house finally, ready to go party (Vegas baby). Now for body descriptions, Diane is about 5’7ish, blonde hair, blue eyes, very cute face, I’d say about a B cup, and a nice ass. Lana is shorter, at about 5’5’’ wider hips, but an ass for days, and a B cup as well. As for me, I’m nothing special at all. I stand about 5’10’’ at about 230lbs, but I’m wide framed so I don’t look like a complete Homer Simpson but living in LV for the past 3 years I’ve done nothing but drink on my off time. Diane and I hug and we act like we’ve been friends for years, which I hadn’t kept contact with her in forever so she was more an acquaintance than anything. We talk, catch up sort of but the girl’s interest was with Ryan their best friend of 15 years. As we’re talking in comes Stacy from the bar wondering why Ryan wasn’t there and that began a whole weekend of pseudo drama that I’ll leave those bits out but give a general idea. Diane and Ryan dated when they were in 9th grade, seeing how they were both in their late 20’s no one thought anything of it, except insecure Stacy. So anyways, they go out to a bar and I stay home and crash because it was already 2 am. The next morning Ryan takes all the girls out to see some sights while I stayed home and got ready to go to some pool parties. The first party nothing happened in particular but Diane and I were just chatting it up the whole time. We go to a second party at a friends’ house and that’s where all the fun starts to begin. (Sexy times) Diane, Lana and I are having a race on to who can get drunk the fastest, seeing how both of these ladies are small and petite, they won but I wasn’t far behind. We play drinking games until the sun goes down, there are other people there and we’re all having a blast. I look over to Diane and said “Hey we should get in to that hot tub right there.” Diane smiles and yells “Sure!”, she’s basically drunk, not wasted just drunk. She grabs Lana and all three of us are the only ones in the hot tub. There are two other friends by the hot tub we grab and pull into the hot tub for them to join us. It’s an above ground hot tub so space is limited so I being the cheeky bastard I am, grabbed Diane by the hips and sit her on my lap under the water. We’re still talking it up and the whole time I’m holding Diane’s hand and caressing her leg while maintaining the whole conversation with Lana not 1 foot away from me. Now I knew Diane was a free spirit but holy damn what she did next caught me off guard. She just stood up in front of everyone and asked “Why don’t everyone get naked, come on it’s Vegas.” FWOOP there goes her bikini top. Her tits are great; I’d say 50 cent piece size nipples. She sits back on my lap and we carry on like it’s nothing. Now my hand has migrated from her leg to now her exposed tits, just to see if she fights back. She doesn’t, in fact she just turned around and whispered in my ear, “You like what you see?” “Does it feel like I don’t?” I said as I pushed my now rock hard cock into her hip. Still Lana is like 1 foot away and the sexual tension between Diane and I was very apparent to everyone at the party. Eventually I finally pull Diane to kiss me, and she’s a great kisser, but she basically mouth raped me. I was expecting like a small peck as a first kiss, no Diane straight up wanted to tongue wrestle right away. She caught me off guard but it was pleasant. Lana is staring at us the whole time, her arms were under the water, I thought she was doing something but Lana had moved her hands to hold my legs. Don’t know what that was all about but wasn’t complaining. So I get done kissing Diane and we continue on like nothing is happening but under the water my hand is now rubbing Diane’s pussy. She’s trying hard to not react but she squirms a bit to give my hand easier access. I slide my hand down her bottoms and feel through all the hot water around us, her hot wet pussy. She leans back and is whisperingly moaning in my ear. I was so caught up in the moment didn’t even realize we were totally obvious. Oops. The owner of the house, whom was a cool guy about the whole thing, told us to go use the guest bedroom, which we totally obliged. I walk Diane in to the room and there’s a couch in the room and we begin to go at it. I sit on the couch and pull my shorts down, Diane had already pulled her bottoms down and she just climbed on and shoved me inside her. Now, go ahead and chew me out, we forgot the condom, we both stated earlier we were clean seeing how we both were tested earlier this year and haven’t had a sexual partner in forever. I begin to pump into her as I’m sucking on her tits. She’s moaning loud into my ear and she’s occasionally biting my neck. I push her aside and lay her down on the couch by the window. A window which we found out later was next to the hot tub. I’m pumping in her and she’s screaming how good my cock feels good in her pussy as she begins to have her first orgasm. I let her relax for a second, and myself too I about nutted in her that instant, then threw her on all fours on the ground by the couch. I begin to fuck her like that was my only purpose in life and she was beginning to orgasm again. I was about to at this point and ask her where she wanted my cum. “Just fucking cum in me ****”Well you don’t have to ask me twice as I begin to pump into her for another five minutes it seemed like I began to unload months of sexual deprivation cum into her, I thought I wasn’t going to stop cumming. As I’m cumming Diane is cumming hard, her pussy basically sucked me in to get all the cum it could. I’m about to pull out of her and she pushes me back in squeezing her pussy around my cock with her kegel muscles. That might has well been her sucking on my cock after I just nutted I was dying in pleasure there for a solid 30 seconds. We begin to put our bottoms back on, Diane’s top was still MIA, and we walked outside. What I had thought was 20 minutes of fucking wasn’t we had apparently been in side fucking for just over an hour. Ryan had slightly fist bumped me in front of Stacy which I found hilarious and we got back in the hot tub. Diane began kissing me and whispered “jesus, I can still feel your cum leaking out of me.” We hooked up all weekend long with a few memorable moments. If there’s any interest I’ll post those later.

[FINAL CHAPTER] TimeBender: Jakes Magic Remote – Part XXV – Closure [timestop MMF Mf str8]

The next morning was pleasant enough; the only one feeling remotely awkward was Jake, and he’d become quite adept at hiding that particular emotion. The others at the breakfast table – Tony, Lauren, and Lauren’s hangover – betrayed no sense that anything had gone wrong the night before. Nor should they, since nothing had.
Jake met up with Carol and Petra around lunchtime. The two had clearly bonded, and there was much giggling and sharing of pointed looks between them, but they refused to talk about what they’d been doing while he’d gone through his moral crises the day before. It was just as well, since he didn’t particularly feel like sharing either.
There was a lot to do, regardless. Jake unfortunately had to put his plans to make love to Petra on hold; as open as she seemed about sexuality, it still seemed weird to have sex with his girlfriend-daughter in front of their time-travelling future-daughter. And he knew from experience that he couldn’t freeze Carol; she had been practicing “timebending” for years, and he had no idea how her defenses worked.
The three of them walked into the office of a divorce lawyer in the early afternoon. He didn’t ask a lot of questions about the origin of the evidence against Sarah, and seemed convinced the case would be fairly open-and-shut should she decide to fight it. It was going to take most of the week to draw up the papers, he said, but he could draw up a notice of separation and intent for them right away.
Jake paid the retainer in cash and discussed with his new lawyer what his plan was for making a clean break.

Enjoy the show [MF+F]

One rainy Saturday afternoon of March, we were, my girlfriend Helen and myself watching TV. I had just prepared tea and cookies. At one point, the character on TV made a comment related to a threesome. Hearing that, Helen turned to me and asked: "Would you want to have a threesome ?"

Surprised by the question, and wanting to be honest but reasonable, I answered: "Well, you know, yes, sure on paper I would… But I am not sure it is very practical.

– What do you mean 'on paper' ? She asked.

– Well – I tried to find the correct words – First, and I know it's cliche and macho, but I would not be comfortable with two guys, I prefer to be with two girls.

– Ok – she replies with a half smile – I can get that. What else ?

– If I can find two girls who accept to have sex with me together, there is the question of which one to give 'priority' to ? What to do with which one of them ? Should you be one of them ? And other practical aspects: I would need to change of condom in the middle…

claiming her in front of him [cuck] [huml]

After a night out, the three of us decide to go to your place for drinks. I've been flirting with her and she has enjoyed it. You didn't seem to mind. Maybe you liked watching us flirt. I sit on the couch with her while you get a few beers for us. When you return, my hand is on her knee and we are laughing. She asks me to tell you the story I just told her so you could get the joke too. My hand stays on her knee as you pass me the opened beer. I move my hand up her thigh just a little as you sit in a nearby chair. I tell my story and she laughs again, touching my shoulder and leaning on me. She doesn't seem shy to me. Our conversation drifts a bit until she asks me about my past relationships. I tell her about one that ended because my girlfriend thought I was too big. She seems surprised and asks me how big I am. I tell her I'm not huge, but I have more than average. She says you're pretty big too, but I think maybe you're not. She says she wants us to compare and I say ok. You don't want to, but she quickly convinces you. We stand side-by side in front of her and I drop my pants and boxers casually, freeing a soft 5×5. You hesitate. She pulls at your shorts and reveals that you are almost completely hard but we are about the same size. She says it's not a fair comparison because I'm still soft. She wants to get me hard. You are a little uncomfortable with that, but she keeps you calm as she strokes me a few times. You get harder watching her stroke me and she notices. She leans forward to suck my head. It barely fits in her mouth. As I stiffen she pulls back saying she can't do that for too long without tiring her jaw out. She compares us. I'm only a couple inches longer, but much thicker. She turns to you and says, "Guess you lost this one, huh?" You stare at her meekly and she grabs your hand and puts it on your penis, stroking twice then moving her hand away so you can stroke yourself. Then she turns back to me and smiles as she unclasps her bra. She pulls off her shirt and bra together, revealing her beautiful tits. I notice her nipples are hard. She takes my head in her mouth again and pinches her nipples as she runs her tongue around me. I tell you to sit down and enjoy the show. You move toward the couch but I look at you and nod to the chair. You take a few steps back and sit down, stroking yourself slowly the whole time. You can't take long strokes with your whole hand around your dick, so you've let out your pinky and loosened your ring finger to get more motion in your strokes. I think you look kind of silly like that, while your wife's mouth is wrapped around my cock, but I don't say anything about it. She move ones hand to my shaft and makes long slow strokes while she sucks my head. She can't close her hand around my cock. Her other hand drops and pushes under the waistband of her panties so she can rub her pussy. I stop her and stand her up, calling you over to take her skirt off. You come over hesitantly, letting go of your dick. You kneel next to us, pull her skirt down, and start to get up, but I catch your eye and nod towards her. You understand, and pull her panties down. I hold my hand out and you put her panties in my hand. I can see they are wet. I hold them to your nose as you stand and your dick twitches as you inhale her scent. I take your left hand and put it over the panties, holding them to your nose, then I nod to the chair and you go to sit down. Your hand returns to your dick. You squeeze hard and a small drop of precum escapes as you sit and watch us. I am behind her beautiful naked body. I reach one hand between her legs and feel that she is very wet for me. I slide my fingers slowly up and down her slit, spreading her wetness around her lips and up to her clit. With the other hand I push her shoulder gently, bending her forward until her nipples rub against the couch. She puts her arms in front of her, resting on her forearms, and looks back at me. She opens her mouth, panting, and moves her hips, rubbing her pussy against my hand. As she rubs her pussy against my hand, I ask you if she ever does this for you. You start to answer, but your reply gets caught in your throat. You swallow hard and stop stroking for a few seconds. She laughs and answers for you “Ha ha, not for him.” I can’t help smiling at how she answered for you. She starts to climb onto the couch on her knees, but I stop her by reaching around and gently pulling the top of her thigh towards me. She looks back and gives me a pouty look. I grab her hair and she gasps. Using the hand that has been slowly rubbing her pussy, I gently press the inside of her right thigh, forcing her to move her leg farther out. I rub around her clit and her leg twitches once. I push her head forward, then pull back, all the while holding her by her hair. Her nipples rub against the couch and she lets out one little whimpering moan. I tell you that it’s time for you to kiss her. You excitedly hop up from the chair, still holding her panties to your nose and jerking. You move to the couch, expecting to climb on and kiss her. I take my hand off her pussy and press it against your chest to keep you off the couch. You give me a confused look and I explain that you are only allowed to kiss her lower lips for now. You seem happy with that. You kneel next to her right leg, put her panties on the couch, and try to move your head around the front of her right thigh. Wow, you’re so clueless. I ask you what you are doing and you say stupidly, “trying to kiss her.” I tell you to crawl between my legs and hers from behind me then flip onto your back and press yourself up to kiss her. You seem to recognize now that is the easiest way, and you quickly comply. You touch your lips to hers and she rubs her clit against your nose a little. Your babydick quickly deflates as you focus on her body while you are in an uncomfortable position. I ask her if you are a good kisser and she hedges, “well, kinda…” I tell her you’ve gone soft and she seems upset. I rest my hard cock between her ass cheeks while you kiss her, kneading her ass in my powerful hands. She moans. I know it is from feeling me, but you seem to think it is from your sloppy kisses. I ask her why she moaned and she tells me, “I want you so bad.” I tell you to scooch up to rest your back on the couch and suck her left nipple. I move my cock from between her ass cheeks, holding it with one hand and guiding it to rub against her very wet lips. She moans as soon as our sexes touch and gasps when my head touches her clit. I continue rubbing her like that, teasing her while you suck her nipple, until she says, “Fuck me.” I say “excuse me,” and she says, “please just fuck me.” I ask her “why me, why not your hubby.” She’s getting irritated at being teased so long, and responds harshly “because he can’t make me cum with his little babydick.” I’m enjoying this and I ask her “what makes you cum?” She responds breathily, “a real man’s…big, hard…cock.” I tell him to guide my cock into you then start sucking her other nipple. You shift a little and reach for my cock, grabbing it in the middle and rubbing it once over her lips before sticking the head into her. Then you move toward her right nipple. I stand still and she moves her hips back onto me a little, making you release her nipple. She looks back at me and gives me another pouty look. This time I’m happy to see it. I grab her ass and force myself deeper into her, burying a little more than half my length. I know that is as deep as you go, and I’m much thicker, so I want to give her time to adjust. I fuck her slowly with about half my cock, and she moans for me. I tell you to move out of the way and you wiggle off the couch and through our legs. You start to stand, but I tell you to kneel next to us. I notice you are hard again. You give me a look and I know what you want to say, and I answer you before you dare to speak. “Yes, you may pull your little babydick while you watch.” You seem relieved. I continue to fuck her slowly and, as she gets used to my size, I feel her pushing back to fit more of me into her. You are stroking very fast and try to clear your throat a couple times. I tell you to keep quiet. You are obviously close to cumming as I’m getting started fucking her. I tell you to go and sit in the chair. You stand up and start walking while still stroking fast, but before you make it to the chair you feel yourself cumming. You reach your other hand around to catch your cum so it doesn’t spill all over the floor. We notice what happened to you. I smile. She laughs. I call you over while I am still fucking her, now almost all the way inside. I tell you to pick up her panties from the couch and use them to wipe off your hand. You do this gladly, happy to have more contact with her wet panties. I notice that you smell them quickly before wiping your small amount of watery cum on them. I tell you that if you want to smell them so badly, that’s fine with me. I tell you to wear her panties on your head while I fuck her. You are hesitant to comply since you just wiped your cum into them. I stop fucking her, pulling back until just the tip of my cock is inside her. She thrusts her hips at me to get me to continue. I tell her I will fuck her when her panties are on your head. She yells at you to do what I told you, asking why you haven’t done it yet. You can’t answer her. You simply put her panties on your head. With one motion, I pull them down over your nose leaving you free to see while you smell a mixture of you and her, and I tell you to go sit down and watch. I grab her right wrist and pull her arm behind her, holding it to her back with my left hand and pulling her hips into me with my right. She can’t stop moaning and panting. Her breathing gets quicker and I slam into her hard and fast, still holding on to her wrist. Her legs shake as she orgasms around the biggest cock she has had inside her tight little pussy. I let go of her arm and her knees give out and she collapses onto the couch. I look over at you and see that you are hard again and stroking. I ask her what she wants you to do next.

(m)y story o(f) how my addiction started [part 2…long…very long]

Okay so while typing out the first story I realised that I might as well use this as an opportunity as a chronicle of my sexual past…I realise that it might not be as exciting as others but hey its mine, it’s all true and we'll there were quite a few highlights….anyways onwards and upwards….A bit of back story on K and myself; well prior to us dating we had been friends for about 5 years. There was always this attraction and sexual tension between us that manifested in the form of merciless flirting from both sides so by the time we started dating we knew each other fairly well which is why things moved kind of fast for us imo…

Part 2

The story of how my newly kinky girlfriend sprung sex with a guy for the first time on me as I helplessly listened to Complicated by Avril Lavigne. [FMM]

This happened a week ago. I recent started dating my best friend of 3 years. I finally got the balls to ask her out and she agreed and its been going great since. There is a bit of a story there, but I will leave that for another time. She is pretty fucking kinky, as am I. We don't share a lot of fetishes, but we have always been happy to assist each other with them, even before we started dating. I have always told her that I wanted to try sex with a guy some day, and she always tried to get me to do it, but the stars just never aligned I suppose.

Fast forward to day one of our relationship as a couple. We know each other about as well as we are ever going to, so touchy subjects are not really a big deal to discuss. I have always told her that I would want a monogamous relationship if I ever "settled down" some day, and she was always the opposite, so this is clearly an issue. Before I asked her out I decided that there is no one I trust more, so I could get past the "open relationship" this as long as I was always involved, I told her that was a must, and she agreed on that.