My experiments with nude [MF]

I have recently started to explore my kinks of exhibitionism and push my limits for public nudity. I’m still scared of being recognised outside but I can’t ignore the dopamine high now.

Last time I went on a solo day out round the city without my panties. Check my previous story for details and that amped up my confidence a lot.

I got my next chance when my long time FWB was visiting my city last month. Shail is a friend from college and we hooked up quite a lot of times since then. We are good friends and experiment a lot when we get together😺

As usual we had fun over the weekend where I shared how I was experimenting on this public nudity thing. He got excited a lot and immediately was suggesting a lot of plans. We could not agree on anything as I deemed them too risky.

Finally we decided to go out on a date where I could go commando under a skimpy outfit without raising any eyebrows. I chose to wear a thigh-high black skirt and a white crop top showing off my midriff🥰 I put on a jacket as a cover but as per rule, I had ditched the bra and panties.

Fun and games during weekend trip to the lake with friends (part 1) [MFMF][Group][MM][Long]

Ok so this is probably the longest story I’ve ever posted. So long it actually exceeds reddit’s character limit for a post so this will be a two parter. I went back and forth on whether I wanted to post this story both for the embarrassing and reckless nature of the content and because it was SUCH a LONG story (set across two days) that I dreaded typing it up. Content warning: light begrudging guy on guy. If that’s not your thing, sorry. If it is your thing, enjoy!

This takes place AFTER the other two stories I posted recently.

Day 1

Melissa’s parents were rich. Aside from my house, hers was the most common place where we would hang out because of the lack of supervision. Not only did they have a big house in the town where we lived, they also had a big vacation house that was only 3 hours away by car. One summer, Melissa’s parents took a trip to the Mediterranean and Melissa decided to organize a weekend at her vacation house. She invited me, Justin, and Anthony, whom she referred to as “her boys.” She also invited Emily, Carrie (who was in my last two posts), Tara (who was in my second most recent post) and Tara’s boyfriend, David.

[M]y Ex-Girlfriend [F] Admitted to Cheating On Me When We Were Together and Then Cheated On Her New Boyfriend [M] With Me

See my profile for prior DECADES OF PROMISCUOUS PARTNERS true stories. This is Part 14.

If you read my previous true stories, you’ll know that I had a trail of promiscuous girlfriends over many years. Jamie was my latest at the time and she might be the sluttiest girl I’ve known. I met her randomly at a bar one night and within the hour, I was back at her apartment, balls deep, barebacking her while she squirted everywhere. As is often the case, it took quite awhile for me to get her to open up and tell me how slutty she’s been. I was with her for no more than a year (on our first go-round) and it was about 6 months in when she started to reveal her past. The bar where we met was where she would pick up men since it was right around the corner from her apartment. Over the course of a year, she estimates that 60 guys from the bar fucked her. And before that, she had many partners. She was easily in the 100’s on her man-count and it’s probably tripled since.

How my friend [F] and I [F] Discovered Our Sexuality

It all started when I was 18 and my best friend Ana and I developed a crush on the same guy, Mat. He was tall, fit, and had a six-pack. We were both virgins at the time, so we used to fantasize about him being our boyfriend. We would borrow him for our fantasies, knowing that he was in a long-term relationship and wouldn’t be available for anything more than platonic.

By the middle of the school year, I had my first sexual experience and it changed me. I became obsessed with sex and our fantasies about Mat turned explicitly sexual. We would talk about them openly and without shame.

Things changed when Mat broke up with his girlfriend and started hanging out with our group of friends. We became close and he asked me out on a date. We went to dinner and then to the pier to watch the moon. I was so aroused by the end of the night that I was sure we would have sex, but it didn’t happen.

I want to be your girlfriend. . .

Everything happened so fast.

We met on Tinder, went on a few dates. Each date kept me smiling and laughing the whole time… we had been chatting and texting, daily. It seemed so easy and seamless…. Not worrying who should text first, who should make the first move, no games or playing hard to get. After the 3rd date, we walked passed a fountain and we both threw in a coin and made a wish. My wish was to marry this man. How did I know this after so soon? Not really sure to be honest.

He came over last weekend and one thing led to another and we had sex. It was intimate sweet and I actually climaxed which usually take a while for me to do , ( several Attempts at sex before I can orgasm)

We woke up the next morning, and I just blurted out… “I want to be your girlfriend”

And he said, let’s do this properly… “Do you want to me my girlfriend?!”

And I said “yes! Are you sure ?!”

He said “100 percent”

And just like that, I think I met my future husband.

[MFM] The first time my wife got spitroasted

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This happened several years ago when we were around 20. At the time she was my girlfriend, now my wife. We had talked about trying for a threesome for a while, and we were about to go on our guest vacation together to a cheap resort so it seemed like a good time to try. We were quite shy and didn’t know how to approach potential thirds, but a few days in we got very drunk and found new confidence.

There was this tall handsome guy at the club, so my girlfriend started to dance with him and grind on him, while I watched and had a drink. After a couple of songs she invited him over to the table and we chatted, I bought him a drink. He was interested, he wanted to come back to our room with us. We needed condoms, so we walked back to his hotel to pick some up, and we both held my girlfriends hands as we walked there.

[MF] Is it bad when you and your therapist take turns making each other cum? (Part 3)

*You can read Part 1* [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12jiag2/mf_is_it_bad_when_you_want_to_fuck_your_therapist/) *and Part 2* [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12l60tq/mf_is_it_bad_to_tell_your_therapist_that_you_want/).

Lydia and Thomas were both nervous as 2 o’clock neared.

After last Friday’s events, Thomas had left Lydia’s office with a smile on his face — so, too, had Lydia. He had insisted on paying for the session, not because he felt he needed to pay for her affection and sexuality, but because he, too, had wanted things to seem above-board should anybody look closely. And a therapist not charging patients was a red flag.

In the week since, Lydia had thought often about what had transpired. She had touched herself to it — her memory was incredibly vivid of that afternoon’s events — but she had made an effort to resist cumming. An effort which she hoped would pay off the next time she saw Thomas, not that she would force anything. Deep down, Lydia was afraid of scaring Thomas off, stirring up guilt that he wouldn’t be able to overlook and would cause him to drop her as his therapist. If he mentioned what had happened, she’d be out of a job. Lydia knew that she was afraid of much more than that, though. She genuinely found Thomas to be intriguing and interesting — she liked listening to him talk and discovering the way he thought.

[M] and [MM4FF] – New Years, she lets my friend control her leading to a spit roast

It was a New Years weekend trip to Miami, a group of 6 single guys looking for chaos and pussy (ofc…).

We were collectively a very good looking group, great energy/vibes, and garnered space and attention when we were out.

It was our second night in town and we landed at a bar in Wynwood. The goal: pull the ladies you want for the night and bring them back to our house for an afterparty.

We came back home and there were various ladies who came back with us. One specifically lady that joined us was NOT interested in one of our friends as he kept fumbling the bag (he was too shy and eventually drunk). Let’s call her Maddie.

Later into the night when my other buddy established Maddie was into him, he made his moves.

While this was happening, I’m catching up with one of my girl friend’s living in Miami in my room at the Airbnb. We had no intention of doing anything sexually.

My buddy comes into the room with Maddie and I knew at that point what was happening.

[FM] My fiancé cheated on me (29F) and his mom had always been a bitch to me, so for revenge on both of them I tried to seduce his dad (53M)

Until a couple of months ago I thought that I (29F) was in a happy relationship with my fiancé, Scott (28M). That changed when he didn’t come home after a work night out. I was worried about him so I phoned some of his friends in the morning. They didn’t know where he was or at least didn’t want to tell me. Eventually the girlfriend of one of his colleagues who had been with them told me that he had gone home with Kimberley, the office slut, whom Scott had previously told me was notorious for having slept with half the guys in the company. I was stunned and refused to believe it.

When he eventually came home I asked where he’d been. He told me he’d slept at his friend Josh’s place. I told him I’d phoned Josh and he hadn’t seen him. *”Did you have fun fucking Kimberley?”* I bawled. He panicked and stumbled for an excuse. *”Get out!”* I screamed and threw the first thing that came to hand at him.

[MF] My Best Friend’s Sister Saw My Bulge While I Was Crashing On Their Couch

In the summer of my 21st year, I was broke and honestly a little depressed. I was in the middle of a pretty big life transition. Stuck between taking a big risk and moving to a new city, or staying in my hometown and trying to find a safe job to settle down with. I decided to take the risk, but before I could take it, I needed to save up some money.

So during the summer, my best friend (Adam) and his family allowed me to crash at their place. They had a stable household, especially compared to mine. My father had left years ago and my mom lived with a dude I couldn’t stand to be around, so I was very grateful for Adam and his family. Over the years, they had kinda become like a second family.

Adam was one year older than me and he had a younger sister named Riley. She was 18-years-old, and set to turn 19 later in the fall. She was going to a community college and working at a clothing store in town. Meanwhile, Adam was a manager at a roofing company his father owned, so they were out of town a lot. They would travel to areas that were hit by severe storms.