An Entertaining Evening

 

They had discussed this off and on for years…

He wasn’t sure if it was something he really wanted to do, yet the thought had turned him on. 

Kim was still keen..

“OK” she had surprised him one afternoon after they had spent a couple of wonderful hours in bed, delighting each other, they had a wonderful sex life, they were so close and could discuss anything sexual to each other. 

“OK, I will, if you know of a guy who you are happy for this to happen with, and he too is willing, then I will. I’ll let him fuck me while you watch… On one condition….” 

“What’s that?” Adam enquired

“You fuck me too… I want you to touch me, enter me, love me too..”

Looking into her beautiful dark eyes… How could he ever not want to love her… 

“Are you sure?” 

Placing her finger on his lips she nods

“Yes, I’ve thought about it, you want this, I know you would never force me, and your not, I will do this. It will be fun…I love you though, you and only you…remember that if I seem like I’m enjoying it too much” 

[MF] Work From Head

Long-time reader first time poster!

Like many people, I’ve been working from home since March 2020 and have been resisting returning to the office until most people are fully vaccinated. In the beginning, I lived with a roommate but have since moved into my own place just down the street from my recently unemployed girlfriend. I’ll call her Rae. She’s 24, 5’7, brunette with an adorable face, and the best fit curves I’ve ever seen. She’s really a handful if you know what I mean ;) I’m 26, 6’1, bearded with a swimmers torso, and halfway between fit and dad bod.

On a normal day, Rae walks down to join me for coffee and snacks while I work at my standing desk. Rae is a smiley ball of energy who loves to tease me while I work by grabbing my ass. She’s an absolute Rae of sunshine.

Yesterday afternoon, Rae joined me for some snacks and just to spend time in the same space while I worked. And of course, to touch my butt and send me posts of women she thinks are sexy (she’s bisexual). As the frequency of the butt grabs increased I could tell I wasn’t the only one getting excited…..

[M]y first MMF threesome with my high school girlfriend

So I may end up writing about more or even all of our experiences depending on how this goes.

No need for a description of us. Just check out the videos on my page.

To provide some backstory on the how and why; she and I started dating her junior, my senior year. I was her 3rd boyfriend. She was my 4th girlfriend. Neither of us were virgins but we both had only had one partner in that regard and were very limited in our experiences.

When we started dating it was definitely an ‘off to the races’ situation. Despite both of us agreeing that we wanted to take it slow our very first date ended with fooling around in the guest bedroom at my house and things quickly escalated in the weeks following.

Fast forward to her senior year, my freshmen year of college. We REALLY liked having sex with each other. We were communicative, we were good at pleasing each other and we both had similarly high sex drives.

Dating Ashley part 4 [Domestic] [FLR] [Femdom] [Grounded] [Chastity] [Teasing]

I thought about that sauna. I thought about how pretty she was. She was fierce. I loved her. Was love too strong a word? Was this to soon we had only been going out for a week or 2. Why do I feel like this? I can’t help it. She is the first thing I think of when I wake up and the last thing before I go to sleep. My body hurt and I loved it. No girl and ever made me feel like her. That was about a week ago. It was a Friday she wanted a normal date like a normal couple. The sky was grey turning black in bits. I wanted to find a place fast so that we could

Would be normal if she did not pick what I was wearing from the shirt, tie, trousers, shoes, and underwear. She also told me her favourite type of deodorant and I was told to wear it. I did not mind being bossed around like a child it was freeing her voice was enchanting making me feel like I was under a spell that I never wanted to break free from. A little chime came from my pocket.

Boner Check- Prankster Sister gets the better of her brother.

My sister really had no choice. She was always destined to be a joker and a prankster.

Our father was a well-known for his sense of humor in his family, always quick with a pun in reply to whatever your question was. My sister clearly inherited that gene. She was born on April 1st, and that just seemed to enhance her humor. And then, there was the matter of her name.

All the women on my mother’s side of our family have Mae as a middle name. Essie Mae, Bonnie Mae, etc. Our last name, courtesy of our dad, is Juneau, just like the capital of Alaska. So, when she was born, my sister was given the name April Mae Juneau. With a name like that, from a family like ours, and being born on that day, she was destined from the start to cause trouble.

The Blizzard – MF(30+) Snowbound in cabin Vanilla, Oral, Vaginal, [OC]

#The Blizzard

I couldn’t believe HR required us to do this, but not as much when I found out the company signed off on this. I mean I’ve been on teamwork building retreats, but I never heard any company force their employees do *this*. It would be one thing if it included the entire section, but only two people? What went from a questionable decision changed into a nightmare when HR matched me up with Audrey Jennings, one of my subordinates. I mean, were they serious? Snowshoeing in the backcountry, in the middle of winter, with no guide?  What kind of sick, sadistic, asshole in HR thought *this* was a good idea?

“I’m freezing.” Audrey yelled against the howling wind. “Do you even know where the fuck we’re going?” Wind blew so strong it made it difficult to communicate, while the driving snow reduced visibility to less than three meters. 

I came to a stop and looked back at her. “If you believe you can do better, you’re welcome to the job.”

“I can’t believe you don’t have a GPS thingie.”

A White Man in Africa Ch. 01 [MM]

Note: All characters are over 18.

Where it all started… I arrived in Nairobi bright-eyed and bushy tailed in early 2016, painfully heterosexual, grossly inexperienced, and having barely any understanding of what interracial meant.

All of this changed, rather swiftly.

Nairobi has an abundance of young people, a large cosmopolitan middle class, a booming demand for white-collar workers, a growing economy — setting the stage for a hyperactive nightlife, where clubbing is a way of life.

And Kenyan women are some of the most incredible women I’ve ever had the honour of meeting. They know what they want, and they go after what they want. Within a couple of weeks living in Nairobi I was no longer inexperienced and was intimately aware of all the interracial connotations anyone could think of. And my days all started ever more alert and lively ??

I will be posting my many and varied escapades with the fairer sex, please look out for those postings if so inclined; this particular series (A White Man in Africa) is focused on my exploits with ahh… the dudes!

My [M] Friend’s Gilfriend [F]

I’ll never forget my buddies girlfriend. Her name was molly was a major fucking ho, she wan’t my cock so hard. The first night I met her was at a concert me and my buddies went to. She invited us to stay at her place for the festivle that night so after the day was done we drove to the address she gave. We got probably around 3am. My buddy, T fell asleep right away and me, Molly and my other buddy G stayed up.

The entire time Molly would stare at me when nobody else was looking, at one point when G went to the bathroom she rubbed his hand up my leg. I was seeing somebody at the time so I denied all her advances. A few weeks later I found out her and G were together but me and her remained good friends. Months later me and four other people who all were friends with her went to her house a few hours away from our town, her boyfriend, G, wasn’t there. Everyone but me ended up passing the fuck out.

Cheating in A[F]rica

I was on secondment in a US Embassy in Nairobi as a contractor for the federal government in my early 20s. I was in country for a couple months at this point, and I had already seen a steady churn of NGO workers, contractors, diplomats and businesspeople cycling through, but…if you’ve ever spent any time in this setting, it is a pretty hard and fast rule that you do not want to be shitting where you eat, if you know what I’m saying. Not to mention that this crew is generally pretty homely.

Except for Sara. She came in with a blue chip international management consultancy looking to get the lay of the land in the business community in Nairobi so that they could shake all the right hands and grease the right wheels. Normally, these women were super buttoned up and professional—not to say she wasn’t—but there was definitely some liveliness to her that was totally absent from the rest of her team there. She was tall, with dark olive skin and thick, dark hair, with long, thin legs and a minuscule waist. She had a humongous, toothy smile, and laughed with her entire body. Her outfits were usually more casual—dress pants and a thin, flowy blouse that couldn’t hide the fact that she had an absolutely insane body. It was hard not to notice when she would reach back to tie her hair up in a meeting and her collarbones were visible.