Southern Hospitality [FM]

When I travelled for my first job, if I was going to be somewhere for consecutive weeks I’d usually just stay for the weekend instead of dealing with the flights back and forth. I worked with some cool people who would invite me over to eat so I wouldn’t be stuck with restaurant food for weeks at a time.

I got invited to a cookout with a friend from work one weekend and was the youngest non-child there by a few decades. As I’m meeting folks, making small talk, and getting to know my friend’s friends, one of the ladies started asking a lot of questions about how I spend my time travelling. “Call home? Call your girlfriend? Hang out with people down here?” So I explain I’m single, talk to my parents a few times a week, and usually sit at the bar and eat. “Well, let’s introduce you to some folks.”

Next thing I know, her phone is out and she’s talking to someone. “Come over to the Jones’ house. I have someone I’d like you to meet.”

He Watched As His Girlfriend Became Reacquainted With Her Ex…[MF] [Cuckoldry] [Cheating GF]

The argument had ended but Ben was still fuming. Things had blown up when Livi announced, as nonchalantly as possible, that Mike was coming to her birthday soiree that evening.

“*That* Mike? The Mike you used to date?”
Ben was unable to contain himself, his annoyance all too obvious. Livi sighed and rolled her eyes in response to yet another jealous outburst,

“How many times do I have to tell you, we never dated. We never even slept together!”

She had offered this, entirely false, account of she and Mike’s history before – specifically after accidentally sending Ben a text on WhatsApp a couple of months meant for Mike which had read,

“Stop it, you’re killing me Mikey,” followed by the squirting emoji. Livi had feigned ignorance of its meaning, claiming she was under the impression it indicated ‘crying with laughter,’ as she put it.

As poor as it was, the excuse provided just enough plausible deniability to stop Ben leaving her.

The Proposal [MF]

Nina and I had flown out to New York City for an extended weekend away from our city. We flew up to visit a friend who offered her a room in her apartment for us which saved us a ton of money. Money, we would then use to eat, explore, and enjoy the city and just be tourists.

On the big day, I, a mid twenties, 5′ 8″, 150lbs, black haired, slim guy, was trying to convince my girlfriend, Nina, early twenties, 5′ 1″, 110lbs, dark brown hair to her shoulders, to come with me to Central Park. She was wearing a white dress, which sported a nice bit of a cleavage window allowing me to admire her 34B breasts and hiding her bubbly round ass underneath.

I was nervous the entire time. I mean we talked about marriage before and obviously I knew the answer was going to be yes but still my nerves were shot. Just the build up, the anticipation, whether or not I could properly convey my feelings into words, was the momoent perfect. Like I said, shot nerves.

How I [F28] ended up sharing my husband [M31] with my sister [f26] [Mf] [True]

This started about 2 years ago, so I’ll try to remember as best I can.

It was around Christmas time 2017. We’d been married 3 years now and were very comfortable with each other. After a small discussion we had both decided it would be fun if i joined tinder to look for a girlfriend to explore my bi side. Over the next few months, I found myself successful with a couple other ladies. My husband was happy with how it turned out and we were both horny all the time because if it. He was practically waiting at the door for me to come home from my “dates” ready to undress me.

Now, my sister lives nearby, literally a 5 minute walk down the road. We are super close, share our relationship problems, all that. We support each other all the time. But we’ve never been close enough to go in detail of our sex lives. That’s a bit too far. She doesn’t ask about us, and I don’t ask about her and her boyfriend.

[MMF] Two Big Cocks, One Pierced Pussy, A Threesome We Shall Never Forget!

Nothing quite prepared me for what was about that happen that night, I have been with some very adventurous women, some who pegged me like there was no tomorrow and some who loved for her moans to be heard by the whole neighbourhood. But none of them quite prepared me for my current GF, her name is Abbie and she is very hardcore.

We met outside of a heavy metal club called Satan’s Hollow on a Friday night, at this point, I had just left my last girlfriend who, while kinky, was very busy in her life and wanted to move on and focus on her own path. Which was understandable and we broke it off with no arguments.

On this night, I went to Satan’s Hollow with my friends from university, college, work and a few from some gigs that I’ve attended in the last few years. On this night, we all go incredibly drunk and headbanged and moshed late into the night. While I stood with my mates outside, I saw her, Abbie. She stood up against the wall near the entrance of Satan’s Hollow having a drink.

Seduced by His French Tutor…

*Loosely based on true events…*

Pete lay prostrate across the sofa. In the two weeks since Anna broke up with him, he’d had zero inclination to leave the house and little contact with friends and family. When he finally switched his phone back on a stream of missed calls and messages popped up on the screen.

Whilst scrolling through notifications, the phone began to vibrate in his hand. It was his French tutor, Camille, who’d messaged several times since he’d missed a lesson. Weirdly, one of the messages received was a selfie in which she was posing in gym-wear, covered in sweat and proffering a cheeky smile. It had been promptly followed by an apology for having sent it to the wrong person.

Camille’s body was incredible and Pete was surprised he’d never really looked at her in such a way before, dedicated as he had been to Anna. The errant selfie had been the only thing to have mustered Pete from his self-pitying stupor in days.

He resolved to answer the incoming call and get the awkward conversation out of the way, so he could get back to feeling sorry for himself,

The [F] awakening

The summer between junior and senior year I had blossomed into womanhood with a vengeance. My mom had always said I was a late bloomer. All of the women in the family were. My body decided to make up for it in those few months. I got taller, thinner, and filled out in all the right places. When I returned to start my senior year there were rumors I had plastic surgery over the summer because of the dramatic changes. Because of the newly acquired boobs and butt, I had been getting attention from boys who had previously ignored me. Here I am 18 years old, not much over 5 foot tall, around 100 pounds and DD tits. I looked like my mom and her side of the family. Her best advice was that with great breasts come great responsibility.

We were preparing to have a final party before high school graduation. I was at my friend’s house helping get things ready. Really just drunk proofing the house. The handfull of people lending a hand had gone outside to smoke. I have asthma and smoke allergies so I stayed inside.

Fucking my girlfriend between dates with the wife [MF], cheating

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Quick recap for those who need one. I was separated from my then wife and a co-worker decided fucking me would be just revenge against her cheating husband.

However, it didn’t stop there. I had my own sad little apartment for about 18 months during my separation. Lisa and I didn’t stop. In fact she was kind of a defacto girlfriend. We talked all day. She came over when she could for not just sex but sometimes to chill.

She was short, blond hair below her shoulders and curvy all around. Very limber and just an amazing fuck.

Her husband and her were into swinging but had put it on hold to work on their relationship. Ironically I was also working on getting back with my wife.

Lisa and I worked on our marriages by fucking at least twice a week. It was not healthy.

We had no interest in being together permanently. Our arrangement worked out well.

After an abusive relationship I let two guys use me. [MFM]

This happened two weeks ago and I’m still a little upset that I did it. I feel like a whore and wish I didn’t do it, but maybe spilling my guts will make me feel better.

I guess I should describe how I look. I’m 5’4, dirty blonde with blue eyes. Two weeks ago I got out of an abusive relationship where I was constantly berated and humiliated.
I’m fine with that stuff in bed but it was happening outside of the bedroom. I wish I left earlier.

Fast forward a week later I’m an absolute mess of a human being. I can’t stop crying and feeling like it was my fault. I figured I needed to get out and get some fresh air. So, I called a girlfriend to vent and she invited me to a party she was attending. She told me to dress like a snack and attend.i relunctuntly agreed.

I put on my low cut black dress that barely covered my lower thighs and slapped on a long jacket and out I went. I still felt ugly with all the make up but I forced myself to leave. When I arrived I thought she had someone to set me up with but she immediately got tangled with some friends and left me alone.

Confessions of a bartender: Part 2 Fucked a waitress while my girlfriend waited [MF] [cheating]

Bar staff have such fucked up schedules that it often leads to interbar relationships. You get home so late and usually miss the normal dating period (dinner to 2:00 AM) that it can be hard to meet all your needs with a traditional relationship.

A few years ago I was attempting to have a traditional relationship. The issue was I worked Wednesday through Saturday nights so we’d go a big chunk of the week without seeing each other.

I have a pretty high sex drive and I am a bit of a shit bag so going most of a week without sex was driving me nuts especially when I am surrounded by drunk girls who are putting themselves on display.

A waitress I worked with was in a similar boat. She had a boyfriend but the bar lifestyle was leading to some neglect of her needs.

One night I was in my office counting out one of the drawers from the register after closing time. She came in with the drawer from her register. She was wearing a short skirt and tank top. She wore a bra the pushed up her tits so she had a lot of cleavage.