Another Way Pt 1 [FF]

Another way

For the last 20 years, my husband and I have worked damned hard to retire, or rather create a financial situation we could opt out of full time work, early as we could. It has finally happened.

Last week, we sold the business for enough money to invest in a trust fund of blue chip stocks, government bonds and annuities to provide us with a substantial income for the rest of our lives. We have two grown children, who are making their own way in the world, and when we have gone, they will receive the full benefits of what we have achieved. Right now, we decided they will get a supplement to their incomes, but that is another story.

My husband was originally employed as a safety engineer, then when the company and he disagreed over some fundamental issues, he opened his own practice and built it up to the point where it employed 11 other consultants and a small office staff of twelve. He ran the services side and I ran the office. Worked really well, but there were a lot of problems and difficulties we had to overcome, but that is no different to any other business I suppose.

I 20 [F] had my ass claimed by an older man 41 [M] and want it to happen again…

Before I turned 19 this year I got turned out by an older man and it ended up with him claiming my ass…

A few months ago I was dating a guy who was absolutely amazing. We seemed so compatible except he just couldn’t fuck me right. I’m such an anal slut but no matter how bad I wanted him to fuck my ass he just wouldn’t make a move :(

Months prior to meeting my (at the time) boyfriend, I met ‘S’, a friend from my previous posts…

‘S’ Knows how to treat me the proper way an anal whore should be treated. He claimed my ass and would make me stretch it almost everyday for him until I was a gaping mess. He would make me ask for permission everytime I (or anyone else for that matter) wanted to fuck his property. He would force me to make my boyfriend eat my ass anytime he wanted to fuck me, although, he would never allow him to pentrate my ass no matter how much I begged.

It was just supposed to just be a concert. [MF] [LONG] [sorta F alone?]

Quick update since last post: Ex didn’t work out. I’m resigned that none will, despite Kate being really into the idea of a triad (she hates the word throuple. Says it sounds like a surgery). We have a date set for the wedding for the week after Christmas, as most friends and family have the week off.

So, I won lawn tickets to go to a concert. No backstage. Not telling the artist, but it was music you could dance to. Tickets were for two, but Kate was feeling under the weather, so she stayed home. She gave me the greenlight that if I met someone, I should totally try and hook up. “Just text me details and make sure the girl is clean.” Okay.

Concert time comes, I make my way through all the cool VIP places. Wrist bands. The works. Considered getting a big beer, but decided against the gassy and took some gummies I snuck in instead. After milling around in the concourse and on the lawn wandering around slowly getting high and making conversation with strangers, the lights dimmed and I find a spot to stand.

My high school reunion turned into a night I’ll never forget [FM] [cheating]

I stood outside the building for just a moment, closing my eyes and taking a couple of deep breaths. *You can do this, it’s just your high school reunion. Don’t be a pussy, just go inside.*

I opened my eyes and opened the door, stepping into the restaurant and looking for my friends and not-so-friends. Hard to believe it’s been 10 years since most of us last saw each other. I tried not to think of all the accomplishments everybody else could brag about, when all I had to show for those 10 years was an unused bachelors degree, 2 kids and some stretch marks. Marrying straight out of college had seemed so romantic when I thought he was the love of my life. Now, at 28 and having just discovered I’m pregnant again, with a cheating husband who was disgusted by my pregnant body and breastfeeding tits, I often found myself wondering if I’d made the wrong choice.

[MF] My GF [F18] and I [M18] Fucked on the 50-Yard Line of Our High School Football Field on a Dare. [exhibitionism] [long]

This happened while my wife and I were still dating and in our senior year of high school. Please forgive me for any minor details / dialog that I’ve forgotten or had to change for privacy. Skip to the ************ page break for the sexy part

I had been dating Alexandra for a couple of months, and things had been going great. I was a lucky bastard as she was a funny, sharp, and smoking hot 5’4”, 115 lb redhead. Things were hot and heavy as always at home, but we had learned to control our impulses a little bit while we were at school. The close call in the broadcasting studio from a previous story made us rethink diddling each other’s naughty bits while at school. I can’t truthfully say we didn’t do it at all anymore, we were just much more discreet about it.

The one thing that incident did bring to light for both of us, is that we were into exhibitionism. During our younger years in college, we had lots and lots of sexual experiences in public and semi-public places. Fucking in public was so fucking hot that it became our go-to kink early on. We have since stopped the public stuff since camera phones became a common thing… and we have zero interest in being caught by some rando on their phone. The Internet is forever, friends.

Reluctant Engagements (watching) (first meetings)

I couldn’t help myself. I watched her every morning for three weeks while she waited for her bus. Living just above the bus stop afforded me the ability to watch her in peace, in private, without prying eyes asking me what I was doing.

The first day I noticed her I was smoking on the roof. I wasn’t looking for her or anyone else, but there she was. Probably 5’3, frosty blonde hair, curvy body….at least I think. I’m bad about guessing weight and as far as her body shape, it’s the middle of winter and she’s wearing layers….it all gets a little vague at some point.

The point is, I was taken with her. She always listened to music or a pod cast or something. She had headphones in and kept her head up, she had good situational awareness. She was sensitive to movement and kept her head on a swivel. If I had to guess, she had a military father or brother.

I watched her for two weeks before I decided to meet her. On Tuesdays she is alone when she gets on the bus. Any other day of the week this guy and his girlfriend or wife wait with her but get on the next bus. I’m assuming they work together and Tuesday is their day off. So I waited for a Tuesday.

She [f] sent the same nude to two men

I love to hear about my girlfriend’s slutty past. She has lots of stories that she’s only too happy to share, especially when she sees the affect they have on me.

She’s in her late 30s, very curvy with huge tits and a big, beautiful round arse. This happened when she was in her early 20s.

She lived in an apartment with a girlfriend. By all accounts this place saw a lot of action. The front room included a stripper pole!

On a night out her flatmate met someone and disappeared off with him, so my girlfriend went home early with the intention of luring someone to join her.

She took some semi-nude pictures, showcasing her incredible cleavage and wrapping herself around the stripper pole.

She sent the pic to two guys. One from work she’d been flirting with and an ex. The plan was that the first one to respond would get the prize.

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F] Part 18

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*** ***Chris*** ***

Thanksgiving is coming, and we’ve decided to spend it over at my parent’s place. They moved away about 6 or 7 years ago to about a 5-hour drive from us north. They liked it there better, they like the cool, crisp air and the snow. They liked the quiet and they liked the neighborhood.

The girls normally spend it with their parents but as luck would have it none of them could host. Alana’s father has a girlfriend and she wants them to be more romantic or something. Bella’s parents are on their third honeymoon or something, and Laura’s parents are out traveling the world.

So, naturally, that leaves me.

“Well, we better pack cold then,” I told them and the girls are very much looking forward to this.

Especially Bella.

She’s been wanting to meet my parents for some time now, particularly when her general attitude turned for the better and she started taking our relationship more seriously.

She brought mostly dresses and more elegant attire. Basically, 90% of her current wardrobe is out. Frantically, she bought more and more appropriate clothing.

“Why not wear your secretary clothes instead?” I asked.

Being a bad friend[Cheating][MF]

This story took place in my mid 20s. Me and Joey were not best friends but we both liked to party and hung out in the same circles. We had been friends for a couple of years, and before him and his girlfriend started dating, we would go out with each other and drink and occasionally crashed at each others houses.

It was no secret in the group of friends about my size, Joey had even seen me naked a few times at the gym. So anytime he brought girls around and if we had even the smallest of connections he would get jealous and often drink so much he would black out.

Him and his girlfriend Adrienne who had been dating for a few months had hung out with me 3-4 times before that night with no problem. Adrienne was a little Hispanic girl with long dark hair down to butt. In the few times we hung out I never sensed a connection but was honestly not looking for one.

[MF] College girl (20F) makes me (24M) dinner and then gives me a life-changing blowjob

Hello! I’ve been a longtime lurker in this sub and figured I’d finally contribute, though frankly I don’t have many story-worthy experiences. This one might be an exception though. I’ve written it to the best of my memory. Turns out I’m a very wordy writer, so skip to the line break if you aren’t interested in the buildup.

This happened a few years ago, when I was 24. For some background, I was very much a late-bloomer sexually, so I was relatively inexperienced and not very confident at the time. I had ended a 1.5 year relationship about a year before this and had been getting my toes wet in the dating app scene for the first time since.

I met Becca on Bumble. She was four years younger than me and a junior in college. Looks-wise, she was kind of pale, had medium length straight hair that was a dull brown, and light blue eyes. She played club rugby and so was fairly fit, with nice legs and ass and decently perky tits, probably a C cup. I don’t think average is a good descriptor- she was attractive- but there really wasn’t any one feature that stood out about her. It’s entirely possible that if I had been less desperate for female attention in any form I might have swiped left on her, but I’m glad I didn’t.