The Business Deal – Part 13 – [MF][MF][Seduction][Cheating][Non-Consensual Consent][Swapping]

Two parts today as I went over character limit for a post and wanted to give this entire chapter. This is the second of the two parts.
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“I think she’s about to pass out. Let’s move her down,” she heard Michael say.

His finger withdrew, as did Stephen’s, and she was suddenly empty. She almost cried at the emptiness, and wanted to be filled again by them. She wanted it. She needed it now. She heard someone moving beside her and lower than her. Becca’s mouth had also left her, leaving the room air to make her wet breasts feel cold and exposed. There was a rustling like someone was getting something out of a bag and a jangling of…chain? Metal? Something.

Hands guided her legs to step over something, and she realized it was a person.

“OK, Tami, kneel down, you’ll be on either side of Michael.”

Tami flushed with that knowledge. They wanted her to ride Michael. Being touched and poked and prodded was one thing, but to ride him like that in front of the other two was extraordinary. She trembled as she moved and quickly adjusted to the body she felt below her. Michael guided his cock to her pussy, wet as anything could ever be, and told her to lower herself.

The Wedding [MF]

There’s something about wedding that brings out the best in couples and makes everyone want to show their love to each other. I’m not sure if it’s the wedding vows, the dancing, getting dressed up, or just the general vibe of weddings, but my girlfriend always wants to fuck afterwards. This particular night, she decided she wanted wear a tiny black dress that was skin tight and short enough to make a priest blush. Her brunette hair was curled and laid just passed her shoulders and she wore some nude heels.

I was wearing a blue suit, white button up shirt, and brown shoes. As we were enjoying cocktail hour, she adjusted my collar and told me how handsome I looked. I smiled and said she looked smoking hot in her little dress. She pulled me down to her level and whispered in my ear, “I’m not wearing any underwear.” My heart skipped a beat and I replied “easy now, your gonna make my cock hard. She laughed and said “that’s the idea.” I told her “well yeah but not right now in front of all these people.”

How I, a very average teenage uni student, ended up banging my beautiful Chinese teacher in a classroom on campus [MF]

I was more detailed with the background info than I had intended, feel free to skip to the dotted line if you just want the naughty details.

Picture me a couple of years ago: 18 years old, living away from home for the first time in my life, in my first year at university, struggling to make real friends, and barely keeping up with my studies. If you had told me that by the second term I would have banged a stunning mid-thirties mother in an empty classroom on campus I would have told you to shut up; this is how it happened…

I’ve always been interested in foreign languages. In school I studied French and Spanish, at uni I was studying Business Management with Spanish. I had always wanted to study an Asian language and had taught myself basic Mandarin through the internet, so when I saw that the uni was offering extra-curricular Mandarin classes every Wednesday at 6-8pm, I signed up.

My Brother’s Friend [MF] [Voy]

*Back in first year at University I had an early experience that started me thinking I may be somewhat voyeuristic. The thrill of being caught in a compromising situation started to grow in me and over the years I came to realise that I liked to be watched, or at least seen. This is the story of how I got my first taste of that rush.*

*One thing to point out is that when I started university, due to the timing of my birthday I was actually only seventeen which means that some of the earlier experiences I’d love to share with you, I am regrettably unable to. The story below happened during my return to my parent’s home for the Christmas break in first year, which was shortly after my eighteenth birthday.*

The night on the couch Part 3 [MFM] [Cheating] [Big Dick] [Cuck]

Part 3

Bri and I had a very special relationship. I loved her cunt and her wet mouth and she was in love with my cock, it was as simple as that. We started fucking every chance we could, in the shower, sometimes we had to hide in other rooms when her boyfriend Chris was home, sometimes in the garage as we got high as fuck. It really was quite great. The thing is as much as she seemed to like me and loved to fuck me she always ended up in his bed or by his side at some point acting like the perfect girlfriend. Behind Chris’ back though she would tell me all the things she hated about him but never did anything about it. I started feeling like I was her side dick that she just used when she got horny which if I”m being honest I wasn’t that angry about but I was kinda tired of the whole hiding around and getting dressed quickly in case we hear footsteps coming. I thought of a plan where we could test her relationship to Chris. You see Chris was going to find out one way or another anyway so why not be in control when he does.

The Door is Ajar [FM][FFM][CNC][sleeping][cheating]

When the end credits started scrolling on the TV, I knew I was fucked. Too soon. My phone read ten o’clock. “Now what am I gonna do?”

My roommate Toby leapt off the couch and ran to the bathroom, leaving me alone with his new girlfriend, Stella. Curled up under a wool blanket, she hid her amazing body from the world. Golden hair, soft curves, and a generous ass that she liked to show off with yoga pants. Toby was fucking lucky.

She yawned and stretched her arms, letting the blanket fall away from her chest. “You’re not tired?” she asked.

“I’m a night owl. Always have been. All the cool stuff happens after dark, you know.”

“Like what?” Toby asked as he came back. “I thought you hated clubs and such.”

I shook my head. “I hate *people*. Douchebags, all of ’em. Did I ever tell you about the last time?” From their glazed expressions I could tell I hadn’t. “Okay. This was maybe… three years ago. Duke and I were at a nightclub. Some retro place called *Nagel*. Anyway, he goes to get us drinks when two guys come over to me like fucking vultures. ”

12 Orgasms altogether and I got 10 of them [MFF] Part 2

After a while of that, Eric pulls out of both of us unexpectedly and with a mischievous look, asks about the strap-on that I mentioned last time. I have only used it once but eagerly get into my nightstand drawer and pull out this mess of pleather straps and a six-inch rainbow dildo which gets a laugh. I tell them that I only do queer things with it, so it makes sense for it to be rainbow. While I figure out how the hell all these straps work, we all take a quick beer break and a breath to comment on how fucking hot it all is. Literally. Good thing I turned on fans because we all have a glow that’s making everyone look ten times more attractive. Everyone’s hair is extremely messy and it’s starting to smell of hot, raw sex. No idea where the cat is but she’s probably hiding and super mad at me for disturbing the peace.

How I messed up the ending of my first threesome (in high school) [MFF]

This is a story about how I fucked up my first threesome. It was the high school senior class play wrap party (all participants were 18). My family owned a hunting cabin deep in the Poconos woods, about two miles back behind our home off a single lane road, that we rented to New Yorkers during hunting season, so the party (like many others in high school) was in the empty cabin.

This takes place in 1975. I’d been in all four class plays during my high school career. I don’t know if it was like this elsewhere, but with all four there was always a lot of random making out during rehearsal breaks. Girls with steady boyfriends not in the play would just start pawing and kissing me, or someone else. There was no intercourse or oral, but a LOT of petting and under clothes grouping, finger blasting, and the like. This could happen four or five times a night, with different pairings.

It was always confusing for me. Five or ten minutes of lust and then, when rehearsal ended, it’s like it never happened.

How I [F] Ended up in an Interracial Throuple [FMF] Part 2

Hi all! This is the second part of my Throuple post. This post will make more sense if you read that first. Hope you guys like it!

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It was an excruciating next few days waiting for my blood work to return from the doctors. Out of good faith, Amanda and Lawrence went to get tested too on their own. Amanda was adamant about not having us meet because things might get out of hand. It was a very good call, because if I had to watch them have sex again, I wouldn’t have been able to control myself from jumping in. By the way Lawrence looked at me when he was fucking Amanda bent over the sink, I had an inkling that he wouldn’t have been able to resist either.

In hindsight, not meeting until we got our results did a lot to build the foundation of what would become our throuple. We started a group chat which gave us a chance to learn more about each other. It turned out that the two of them met each other at work. Amanda was a consultant of sorts and Lawrence worked in the mail room as a messenger. To my surprise, I learned that Lawrence was over ten years older than me. “Black don’t crack”, right? Amanda was 26 which was closer in age with me. I also learned that the first weekend of every month was off limits for Lawrence because that’s when he would have custody of his son.

Alina Takes Control

Alina had had it! She had gone too long without having an orgasm without ‘help’ from a toy. Seth just wasn’t cutting it. Sometimes she could barely feel his small dick inside of her. She has to really concentrate on feeling him inside of her pussy. Sure, he eats her pussy and fingers her, but that really gives her the satisfaction she needs or craves. She needs to experience something that fills her up and stretches her tight pussy. She wants to have to moan and groan just to get that cock inside of her. She needs to get that huge load of cum dripping out of her wet pussy. Seth’s loads are little trickles that barely even drip out of her. Today was her breaking point!

Seth walked in the door from work at 5:30. Alina was waiting for him at the kitchen table.

‘Hi babe!’, he said as he walked through the door.

‘Hi hun. Come sit down. We need to talk’, Alina replied.

Seth looked nervous. He walked over, gave Alina a kiss and sat down.