Back Room Fights 1.5: Barb vs John (Mixed MMA) [Str8] [MF]

“All right folks, we’ve had a night of great fights so far but I think this last fight will be a real treat. We have a grudge match between a man and his ex wife. The ex wife doesn’t like how his much younger girlfriend has been posting pictures of the two of them on social media. When words couldn’t reach a conclusion the two decided to resolve their differences in the ring. The fight will be MMA style and will continue in rounds until a fighter submits or is out cold. The winner will receive a cash prize as well as twenty minutes to perform whatever sexual act they want on the loser.” Most of the crowd were deep into their cups at this point of the night but still let out a cheer for the terms of the fight. “Now in the red corner. She is 5’8’’, 185 lbs, and 38 years old. Everyone give it up for the newly ex-housewife Barb!”

Betrayed my best friend. [MFF]

Real stories from a real Wisconsin couple. This one is from Him, and is the first one he’s shared.

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When I was 22, I betrayed my best friend. I didn’t intend to, it just kind of happened. He had just gotten out of a long relationship, and somehow, I managed to find myself in my apartment in southern Wisconsin with his sister and his newly ex girlfriend. I don’t exactly recall what led to me being in that situation, but there we were, the three of us, and we were drinking.

In retrospect, my friends ex was looking to do something bad. We always had a casual/flirty relationship, and was seemingly on a mission this particular night. She asked questions about her body and at one point asked if I wanted to see her boobs. Of course I said yes. My friends sister, sat by idly watching this happen.

Somehow, and I don’t remember how, the attention turned on me. I wasn’t interested at the time in having sex with either of them, and made some comment about it being ok for girls to just make a guy cum. This oddly led to the both of them unbuckling my pants and telling me they wanted to see me cum.

Your friend’s college-aged son [M4F] [MF] [younger guy] [college boy] [sweet and tender] [hookup] [cowgirl] [fooling around when left alone] [str8]

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It’s a hot summer night. Movie night at our house. My house. Well, my mom’s house. I’m her oldest son back from college for the summer. You’re an old work friend of my mom’s. Well, you’re not old. You’re actually closer to my age than her age. You’re an old work friend in the sense that you two used to work together and now you don’t. You took a new job and moved to a new part of town after a bad breakup.

Sorry, my mom was telling me about it. She’s been worried about you, knows it’s been a rough time. That’s why she invited you over tonight. She doesn’t want you to be alone and sulking. I think you’re doing fine and she’s projecting after being married so many years. My mom has been out of the dating game for a long while and doesn’t really plan on returning any time soon.

[F]athers girlfriend wake up surprise [MF] [NSFW]

I was 19 when I started working at an iron foundry and long manual days meant sleep was my favourite pastime. I regularly needed help getting up for work the following morning. One morning, Ellen, my fathers then girlfriend woke me with a very quiet “good morning” far better than the normal “oi lazy arse get up” my father used.

Seeing her lovely face and long curly blonde hair was a great way to start my day.

Ellen and my father had been dating for a few months and she had only recently started sleeping over, her young son going to his fathers made this possible. Although she was 40 she had the attitude and figure of someone much younger and in the short time I’d known her we had become quite friendly.

Her waking me up became a more regular event over the following weeks which in itself wasn’t an issue, however waking up with morning wood and trying to keep it concealed was. I noticed Ellen seemed to stare at the shape beneath my quilt with a smile on her face and this set in motion an idea in my head.

[FM] My girlfriend Sanni taking my first facial

“Well we just did something I wanted to do. I want us to try one of your fantasies next”

Sanni dodged my implied question as we lay snuggling into each other’s arms. She kissed me on the cheek as she squeezed my hand.

“Yeah but it’s really hot to fulfil these things for you. I like knowing what I do to you Loki”.

She grinned at me mirthfully. I’m not exactly known for having the best poker face and she could tell I was thinking of something.

“What is it?”

I was embarrassed to say, and I couldn’t really explain why. Sanni and I had been seeing each other for a few months and in that time she was always supportive and non-judgmental whenever we talked intimately.

“Well, I mean it is one of the few things I haven’t actually tried yet…”

I trailed off, practically choking from embarrassment. Why was this so hard? She smiled and kissed me again. She definitely knew she had me.

“I’ve never cum on someone’s face before” I finally said somewhat sheepishly. I could feel myself flushing with colour.

Finally hooking up with my stepmother. [Pt.2][taboo][light cuckold][jealousy]

It was my sophomore year of high school, and I still thought way too often about back when I was in 8th grade and saw Amy step out of the shower. It still stung every day that I didn’t see her fucking tits. All this time I hadn’t seen much more than my stepmother in a one piece swimsuit, which only made me imagine what I saw underneath that one day even more. It wouldn’t be until this year that I saw more of Amy.

I was housesitting the neighbor’s 2 story house next door on a Friday night, and I was sitting up in the family room at about 9 pm. I was not allowed to have any guests over, so I just sat there watching movies, eating snacks and texting friends like I usually do in my house anyways. It hit me when I saw the “Low Battery” notification that I left the charger for my phone at my house. I had a weird feeling about using someone else’s things when it was unnecessary so I walked back over to my house to get my charger.

Cheating with my (30m) crazy BBW ex (27f) [MF]

I split up with my ex 3 years ago. She was quite a nasty person to be honest, bitter, mean and just plain hateable. It took her cheating on me to see it. I found texts between her and a guy from work on her phone, took photos of them all and then split with her.

When I got with another girl, she made new accounts on almost every social media there is and blitzed me with abuse. I laughed it off and blocked her. I was over it and happier than I had ever been. The other girl was great and I was with her for another 3 years. After the second year, this happened.

I was cleaning out an old drawer and found my old phone. I charged it and it got super hot, so I knew i couldn’t use it for much, but I did take a look at the pics on it and found the ones I’d taken of their texts. I have no idea why, but I read them all in detail and found myself getting really turned on at the thought. I saw that her number was in one of the texts and hesitated. I decided not to do anything except masturbate.

Payback for my roommate’s snooping (Day 1)

I moved into a new apt for the fall semester. I was looking for a roommate who originally would be out of the house more often since I would say home for virtual classes.

My roommate, “Dan”, is in his late 20’s, working professional. He would be traveling a lot for meetings, but obviously covid has changed that. He spends just as much time on Zoom calls as I do and it’s a bit of a struggle to carve out our own space.

Now, something I’ve noticed since moving here was that my clothes and objects in my room seem to be in a different position than when I left it. The same for my door, it’s open slightly different from before. Even sometimes dirty clothes I left in the hamper seem to be in there differently.

I had a nagging suspicion that Dan was going into my room and touching my stuff. I haven’t confronted him on it yet, nor would I know what to do.

Dan decided to go away for the long weekend with his girlfriend. I’ve never met her before. He said that he’ll come back on Monday evening.

M4m hotwife writing partner

Hi all,
Seeing if anyone would be interested in writing a sex story with me. Basically I like to write my wife “hotwife” stories in which I share her with another guy. I think it would be hot to write just my part and have someone else write as the other guy. I will share this with her but she won’t play her part or be involved in writing. We would each write the part when it’s our “turn” and go back and forth as the story progresses.

We’re into:
Sharing her
Lending her
DP/DVP
Anal
Dominating her
Gangbang
Large cock pushing her limits
Creampie
Husband watching for a bit
Ok with play while husband not present but he would be aware/encouraging of it

Not into:
Bi (ok with touching with the focus on her such as DP)
Cheating – this is consensual between me and her

Possible scenarios: (can be one time or ongoing)
I send her out to pick a guy up to join us. She’s dressed to get attention.

You’re a friend who stays with us for a while after breaking up with girlfriend.

You’re a photographer hired for a sexy boudoir photoshoot.

Naughty Cockwhore. A true accounting for [M]y mistress.

I want my baby to know that I was feeling extra naughty today. I wanted her to be there to see me and to encourage me to be a better cock whore. I want her to know that I miss her.

Here is my story.

I approached his booth the first time and he “waved me off.” He was stroking his semi-soft cock, nice and meaty, flexing downward as it appeared from his fist. It was a beautiful cock and I knew I wanted it. I walked away disappointed and realizing that I want all cocks, but his was nicer.

A little later I heard him whacking it hard and fast. I hoped he changed his mind and wanted a little help. If he didn’t need help, I hoped he needed a receptacle, a dumpster, my mouth. I went into his booth… he turned to me, pointing his cock at me, bending his knees (just a little) and moving his hips forward. It was the universal sign for “come suck my cock.” Of course I was on my knees in a heart beat.