Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F] Part 19

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I damn near tipped the chair over. That’s how my day is going to start I guess. Bella and Alana are still sound asleep, and I’m feeling mighty thirsty and I walked out and into the kitchen. There’s two empty glass in the sink. Who the… really? I washed the glass and looked in the fridge.

“Morning,” I hear and I immediately knew who it was.

“Morning, Dean,” I said and he immediately punched my arm, but then he kind of recoiled. Huh, did his punch get weaker or something?

“Damn, bro, you’re been working out?” I shut the fridge door and he got a better look of my shirtless body, “Holy shit, you really have been working out.”

“We’re really starting this now? At this time?” I said in exasperation. Dean and I are only a year apart and looking at him and how much he’s starting to slip up on his body, I’m feeling a bit more confident that I can take him if we start having our fights again.

He laughed and backed down with a dismissive wave. I grabbed a bow and poured myself some cereal and a bit of 2% Milk and dug in.

[MF] How being the sober one led to my (M26) first casual hookup (F21)

Growing up I was extremely shy and was far too nervous to talk to girls. I had one girlfriend in my early 20s but after we broke up I didn’t really date very much and I didn’t have sex again for four years, until I was 26. The girlfriend wasn’t my first sexual experience but she was my first love and we had a very active sex life and became very good at what we were into. Following the end of that, however, I reverted to my natural introversion and social anxiety and thought this was it for life. That is, until this first casual encounter. After that it was like the floodgates opened, and I made up for a lot of lost time, and while I’d always had a very very high sex drive I’ve since then also developed my tastes, interests, and kinks. I’m in my early 30s now, male, and in Australia, and I’ve dated, had short flings, had ongoing friends-with-benefits, had fuck buddies (less friends than FWB I think), had one night stands, and had a small number of BDSM focussed relations. But this is the story of the first casual encounter and the one that really got my confidence up.

Letting the Uber Driver Keep My Panties!

Darcie dolled herself up quite nicely for the performance. Her makeup was working better than usual, her bright green eyes popped, and her ginger curls stopped just short of her milky white cleavage in the front and just below her shoulders in the back. She walked out of the bedroom in the sexy black dress that she had bought just four days earlier. The bottom half flared out, just a little, while the top half pushed her perfectly round breasts up and together. The creamy flesh almost begged to be released, but enough was hidden to let the imagination of voyeurs run wild. The waistline cinched tight, letting the bottom half flare out, just a bit. The hem fell well above her knee, barely covering the lacey welts of her black silhouette stockings. Darcie had an array of best features, and her outfit accentuated every single one. She sprayed a daft of her husband’s favorite perfume and walked through the mist. White lace panties covered her freshly waxed femininity. The ivory was a perfect match to the leopard and white print heels that completed her outfit. She emerged from the bedroom oozing of sex.

[MF] chill day with my girlfriend

Had a wonderful day with my girlfriend yesterday. She came over and we chilled for a bit watching some Netflix. She joked that we could Netflix and chill.

I started to rub her through her jeans while a sex scene was playing. Netflix was soon paused and I unbuttoned her jeans and continued to rub her warm pussy through her panties while we made out.

Clothes quickly began coming off and soon she had her legs wide open for me while I rubbed her now bare pussy. I stopped and tapped her boobs to signal I wanted her bra off as she laughed and quickly removed it as I dived in to suck and lick her nipples. She has such incredible tits!

I began to finger and lick her out as she quietly moaned in pleasure. She had her arms around the back of her legs so I could put my tongue deep in to her pussy which she loves. I would also occasionally stop the fingering of her to rub my now rock hard cock against her pussy while I sucked her toes.

My Sons Girlfriend

My Sons GF

Not too long ago my wife was out of town on business. My oldest daughter was away at school and my 20 year old son, Scott, was at work. I thought since nobody was home I’d spend some time at the golf club with the guys. When I got home and went upstairs to take a shower. I had my earbuds in listening to music so I didn’t hear any noise in the house. I hit my bedroom and stripped down. I turned on the shower, extra hot, and waited for a good steam to build. I got in and took a good long steam shower. It felt so fucking good to wash off the day.

I got dressed in some very loose fitting gym clothes. I wasn’t leaving the house so I skipped the underwear. My plan was to fix a drink and sit and watch some television. I opened the bedroom door and started to head downstairs. I could hear some noise from the family room. The TV was on. I could see into the room to see my son’s girlfriend, Kendra, stretched out on the couch watching a show. When I walked in I caught her taking a selfie to send to Scott. I jokingly said to her that I bet he really enjoyed the view.

My own personal porn star [f]

I have a Google Drive folder and a Whatsapp account full of photos and videos of my girlfriend doing all sorts of filthy things. Sometimes solo, sometimes with me.

When we make a video I normally come up with a BDSM style ordeal to put her through. She’s submissive and enjoys pain, so our sex life is very rough, which we both love.

To help you imagine my personal porn star, she’s a very curvy brunette with enormous tits and a collection of very slutty outfits. I wouldn’t describe her as a show off, but when the camera turns on, she goes into performance mode.

Here’s a description of my favourite video.

We were in a small room with a camera on each side at head height for her, when she’s on all fours. In front of one camera was a dildo stuck to a bench at pussy height. She was dressed in a PVC body, with a zip down the middle that runs from her neck right down and around to her arse. So she’s dressed, yet everything is exposed. I put her in a collar, lead and a ballgag. I fucking love to see her in a ballgag. It makes me feel extra dominant and want to treat her badly.

Spontaneous sharing of [M]y then [F]wb with ]M]y neighbor

My first post here. To give some background, this happened years ago. I had just gotten out of a very toxic relationship and was “going wild” so to speak. I was also working as a part time bouncer at a strip club and occasionally as a driver for an escort agency.

I met “Mary” at a New Year’s party, shortly before my relationship ended. She was about the same age (early 20s) and was fairly inexperienced only having had sex for the first time a few months prior. She had a boyfriend but hadn’t sealed the deal with him and broke up with him to fuck me a few weeks after I met her. She wasn’t what you’d call hot, but she was attractive, long wavy blonde hair, a nice figure and some small curves. She was also very enthusiastic about pleasuring me too.

My neighbors at the time were a group of guys who had moved here from out of state and had been high school friends. I lived in a college town then, so it wasn’t unusual to have new neighbors every year. They had frequent parties, and were fun to hang out with. Their 4th roommate was a local guy named Deon. He was older than all of us, and seemed kind of awkward around trying to pick girls up. He was kind of a skeezy guy but nobody really disliked him.

My Best Friend & I Used to Masturbate to Each Other [MF]

Yeah this story is a little weird.

I used to date a guy in law school and we had REALLY good sex. I was really inexperienced at the time and he definitely awakened my kinky side and subsequently ignited a very fun slut stage that lasted for several years.

Years later he moved back to my city, but we were both in relationships so the romantic aspect of our relationship faded and we became best friends. I realize that sounds shady, but our romantic relationship had been pretty tumultuous and we both knew it would never be a healthy long term thing. I think sometimes we’d both feel a bit of a spark and then remember the roller coaster that had been our courtship and quickly shut things down. Plus, we were both in very happy relationships and didn’t want to risk our friendship because at the time we honestly did understand each other really well and were important to each other.

If These Thin Walls Could Talk (Chapter 2.2 – The First Date) [TF/F] [wlw] [1990s] [Storyline B]

Friday (October 22nd, 1999)

I wake from what feels like the best sleep in the world. As the room comes into focus, I remember the string of kisses Celia and I had shared in the nude before we surrendered to our exhaustion. And then it hits me: the unfinished files that Dan wants done by the end of today. 

I roll over and expect to see Celia. I run my hand over where she was laying- it’s still warm. Then I hear a faint metallic scraping. She must be in the kitchen. Should I get dressed in full now? Better my chances of actually completing the task? Or do I continue to take my sweet time like I’d envisioned last night? That’s right- fuck Dan, that fucking asshole.

The only things I grab from my pile of clothes are my panties and button-down; I’ll save tucking for later. In the kitchen Celia, wearing what’s either an oversized pajama shirt or a pajama dress, has her back turned and has her hand over the stovetop. Next to her is a large bowl with a whisk sticking out of it. 

The Art of Sucking Dick [FM] [FFM]

My apologies I haven’t written in a while. I am indeed a real attorney which unfortunately gets in the way of my online sex life (and IRL but that’s a different story).

Anyway, I’d like to take a break from my regular storytelling to talk about a subject that’s very dear to me: sucking dick. I have an intricate history with this experience that I feel is worthy of its own post.Why do I love sucking dick? Because I’m fucking great at it. I realize everyone THINKS they’re great at head, but there are reasons I hold this special talent which I promise is about to become clear.

I grew up very religious and convinced myself that while my soul would be damned if I fucked before marriage, head was a righteous loophole. My first boyfriend and I started dating when I was fourteen and for four straight years partook in this practice without actual penetration…. Because God. I don’t want to get too much into underage shenanigans, but we did this several times a week so you can do the math of how much practice I had by the time I turned eighteen and we went our separate ways.