Beach House Foursome – Part 2 – Stealing a Girlfriend [MFF]

So, like I said in the last post, things got interesting from here. It’s only been 48 hours since this happened, so the details are rather fresh. Quick recap for your tl;dr people: Kate (25F) and I (39M) had a foursome with Dave and Valerie (30M). Dave was kinda of awkward during it and this is the following day’s shenanigans where we inadvertently stole Dave’s girlfriend.

The next morning Dave is acting weird as shit. He keeps trying to get Kate to fuck him again, but way too aggressively. I didn’t know this yet. Kate’s just dealing with it. We spend the day together and it’s increasingly cold between Dave and Val. Shit, we broke up another relationship because we were horny. Not the first time. Probably won’t be the last. I have never claimed to be a good person.

Kate finally gives me a heads up that Dave is acting too forward and that she asked Val to tell him to chill. Note on consent for y’all out there: just because someone agrees to fuck you once, doesn’t mean that’s a yes forever. Anyway, I decide to approach Dave. He’s buffer than I am, but I have 20 lbs and 4″ of height on him, so I’m hoping for the best. Dave is pissy as fuck about the whole thing. Acting entitled and shit. I was trying to be cool, but he was just not. He finally does the thing and threatens to kick my ass.

Beach House Foursome Part 1 – [Group]

Kate and I have been doing a lot of wedding planning stuff for the big nuptials next month. We decided to take a mini-vacation to her parents’ beach house (where we’re having the wedding/reception) to check out the space. Kate has been going there for years. It’s not really a condo, but rather a single unit separated into three living quarters: a studio, a two bedroom, and a three bedroom. They’re renting them all out separate via AirBNB currently, but the spaces are much more like bedrooms in a house separated by the three floors. The main living area was cut in half and the back half of the floor turned into the studio.

So we get there and someone is renting out the two bedroom, while her parents blocked off the three bedroom for us. Nobody was in the studio. We didn’t meet the couple right away. They were out and about doing things. When they got back, Kate immediately wanted them. She was pent up and horny, but she wasn’t wrong in this case.

[MF] My gorgeous girlfriend (23F) is less than half my age. She gets extremely turned on by how people react to us.

Ever had a dream that wasn’t a dream?

My girlfriend of six months is a bona fide stunner—a tall, slender brunette with an incredible body—and utterly disinterested in guys her age (“boys”, she calls them, dismissively). I’m divorced and… well, distinguished :) We’re still in the honeymoon phase of our relationship and we’re having a smashing time.

I’m posting about her because she gets a particular thrill from how people react to the two of us. She loves that moment of uncertainty—am I her father? A family friend? Her professor taking her to lunch?—before removing all doubt by nuzzling my neck, or whispering in my ear (“that man is staring and his wife is turning red”), or placing her hand on my upper thigh, possessively. She loves to catch the instant when (again, her words) “they understand us”.

Once, we were checking into a posh hotel and the clerk looked us ulcer, blinked a few times, and said, “That will be two beds?” She laughed, squeezed her hand around my arm, and said, “One no, just one. We’re fucking.” (Ten minutes later, we were.)

Hooking up with a 21 year old coworker [F] when I was definitely not single. [M]aybe I should’ve thought with my other head?

This got incredibly long with some back story up front. Skip down to asterisks of you want to really just read the sexy stuff…

Many years ago in college, I worked as a bartender/server at a chain restaurant and bar, and my coworkers and I would get together just about every night after work to drink and blow off steam after our shifts. Anyone who wasn’t closing would typically stay and have a couple drinks at work, then head to a nearby dive bar to keep things going or a house to afterparty.  Summertime was another story, as every night was a chance to drink too much, hook up with each other, and do it all over again the next day. It was a glorious existence.

The best thing as a young man about working in a restaurant was the amount of stunning women I worked with as a bartender/server. They all knew they could make a ton of money by wearing tight tops, flashing their smiles, and laughing at bad jokes.  They were all very attractive and fun girls, and smart enough to know how to use it.

I watched [m]y ex… girl[F]riend at the time… deep throat and swallow our friend [M] and then he watched us fuck. It’s still the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.

When I was 24 (42 now) I watched my then girlfriend suck off our good friend who had the biggest, thickest and nicest cock I’ve still ever seen. We were into lots of stuff… toys, anal, gaping, etc. She was really afraid of getting pregnant so she preferred anal most of the time. She really had a thing for deep throating too.

We had been together for a few years before this and we were both highly sexual. She went to university 5 hours away from where I lived. I drove to see her every weekend. We kinda had an open type of relationship where she was fucking other guys while at university. I was cool with it as long as she told me everything and agreed to take photos (Polaroid). So when she’d heard that our friend has a huge cock, she said she wanted to see if she could swallow it and see if she could take him in the ass.

Our friend was the local tattoo artist. Tall, skinny, covered almost neck to toe in tattoos. He looked like he could be a mean guy but he was the nicest, funniest guy ever.

My sleeping beauty ;) [MF]

My girlfriend and I have been dating for 4 years now. We’re seniors in college and will be beginning our careers this coming summer. To maintain some anonymity a lot of details in the story were changed, but the part you’re here for is 100% factual.

It began in her apartment, after a long day of working last summer. I had decided to let her shower first, just to give myself some time to lie on the couch and rest my throbbing muscles. I worked for a certain moving company that hired “college hunks” to “haul junk”. After ten hours of moving boxes full of things people forgot they owned and the real wooden furniture that older people loved so much, all I needed was a shower and sleep. Usually, our sex life was vibrant and we experimented frequently. But recently, we were just too tired. We tried, but we agreed not doing it at all was better than going through the motions.

Sleep Sex and CNC with [M]y [F]riend

Reuploading a few stories from my old deleted account before I start writing some new ones…

For about 4 years, one of my life ambitions was to fuck Mary. We met in undergrad, and had a quickly interrupted hookup at a party. (We were making out in some kid’s closet when her friend started freaking out and asked to leave. C’est la vie.)

Over the next two years of school, we would smile and wave at each other. We texted occasionally and flirted once or twice at parties. But it seemed like the moment was gone.

Which was a damn shame. Mary was about 5’6”, blonde, and on the curvier side. She had a bit of a belly on her, but she definitely needed it to support the weight of two of the biggest tits I have ever seen. They were just on the edge of being out of proportion for her, but she carried off the look with a combo of dangerously high crop tops and industrial strength bras.

The best thing about Mary, though, was the look in her eyes. You know how some people just light fires in you straight from your eyes to your cock? She had this half-lidded, dreamy look combined with an off-centered smile. It made me weak.

[MF] Under the stars

Another story with an ex-girlfriend, when she was 20 and I was 23. Check my profile for other stories as I add them. Reposted to fix the improper tagging.

We went to a late dinner that summer night with her best friend, Melissa, and Melissa’s boyfriend Mark. Melissa and Rebekah had been friends since kindergarten, and by this point we had all known each other for about two years. Mark and the girls had gone to high school together

I was sitting across from Melissa with Rebekah next to me, all four of us sharing a cramped diner booth as usual. All through dinner the girls were teasing both of us guys with lots of leaning in over the table to give us “accidental” views down their shirts. Lots of incidental touching and suggestive glances.

Rebekah knew I thought Melissa was hot and had teased me about it in private more than a few times in the past. I had a weakness for pale, freckled redheads, like a lot of guys, and since Melissa always tried to push my buttons, I’m pretty sure Rebekah had told her that at some point. No matter how much flirting happened though, we all knew who was going home with who, so we were okay with it.

My dads best friend daughter was amazing[MF]

To start, She and I were always sort of friends with each other since we were young. She is 4 years older than her, she is 26 and I am 22 and we’ve known each other our entire lives. Every time our families would get together we would talk and chill. Her brother is 29 years old and we talk as well. My dad and her dad have been friends for over 20 years, they are both 50.

She lives close to us like 3 minutes away, she always takes out her dog and I would see her sometimes and we would chat for a bit

Now yesterday we went to my dads best friend house to party, I forgot who’s birthday it was but everyone was drunk and the party ended at around 2 or 3am. Everyone left except my dad and mom and of course myself. She invited me to her room and I went. Our parents stayed dancing and talking. Her brother went to sleep because he drank a lot.

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F/F] Part 37

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1/18/2021 will forever be buried in my head as the worst and the best day of my life.

Monday morning, the 20th of January. I decided to start going to the gym during the morning time, seeing as he comes in during the afternoon. I’m not an early riser or anything, but I do run a few miles before dawn so it makes sense for me to go to the gym afterwards.

He comes in, early morning, all smiles and shit while he’s greeting everyone he meets. I tried to hide from him, but he sees me and makes for me.

“Hey! I didn’t get to congratulate you on your match. You must have been tired.”

“Yes, I was tired,” I lied, trying to go back to my bags. There was nothing tiring about that bout, all I did was throw a knee and that was it! Sure I’m glad I won my first match, but it was a really boring one.

He moved over to steady my bag, and I’m trying to give him my best glares. All he did was hold the punching bag, so I might as well use it. I threw kicks and punches, as hard and as fast as I can give, and I am imagining kicking and punching him.