First Foursome [Group] and cuckolding a good friend

This happened yesterday, so strap in for a long one, because this is fresh in my mind, and it was a great time.

To preface, my wife and I have talked about a threeway for years but never did anything about for two main reasons. 1 We had a hard time picking the right person, since I usually get more attracted to people the better I know them, and my wife would prefer a strange. And 2 I wanted a FFM but she wanted a MMF, obviously.

Anyways, on with the actual story.

Recently, I brought of the idea of a foursome rather than a threesome. The idea being that everyone would get their dream fulfilled, and more bodies meant less pressure on one person. My wife was down, and we knew just the couple.

To my surprise, it took less than a day for the two women to coordinate everything and all four of us met up last night for dinner.

After dinner, the tension was immediately present in the air. For ease of reading and anonymity, let’s call the couple Mark and Jane, and my wife will be Wife(Original, I know.)

I didn’t know I’d love being a slut. Long horny ramble. [Group]

I (21F) was sitting indian style in a circle with Dex (M46), Xavier (m31), and Gerry (m53) passing a bong. I’ve been friends with benefits with all of them separately for around 6 months and they loved the idea of using me together. (I’m 5 feet tall, blonde, 118 pounds. Small b tits)

I met Dex when I was working at a dollar store. He was my boss and I couldn’t resist having his cock in my mouth when he called me in for a meeting one day. We always flirted and had tension. I just couldn’t hold back any longer. I didn’t want a relationship. I just wanted my pussy to be used. Older men always made me dripping wet.

I met Xavier at grocery store. I couldn’t find the olive oil and he helped me find his cock instead.

Naughty Lists and Full Sacks. (A Truly Inspired Holiday Classic) BDSM.

After an early night in you are tucking yourself into your warm cozy bed. It might be Christmas Eve but “visions of sugar plums” aren’t *exactly* what are dancing in your head. Your head still racing from the exhilarating night out with the girls. You were home *much* earlier than you’d have liked and the frustration was building the more you thought back on the night. Damn Christmas. Damn family gatherings. You hadn’t spent good, quality time decompressing with friends. It was holiday and you all were going to take advantage of that. After a bit of drinking, dancing and laughing you and your friends new it was time to get going. You had to be somewhat responsible and get home early. You had family over at your place for the night and had to be home to let them in. They were counting on you…and you know how tenuous *that* can be.
Of course, as your usual luck would have it a really cute older guy approaches your group and makes immediate eye contact with you. It exudes confidence and you notice *just* a hint of a few wrinkles around his eyes as you are fixated on the glint in them. The crooked little smile he asks if he can buy you one more and moves in closer. Just knowing you wouldn’t possibly say no.
But you *had* to. Again, Damn responsibility. Now as you lie there in bed you think about that confidence. You imagine where his hands would have gone first once he inevitably got you back to his place. Where you’d have wanted to place yours. His hips pressing closer to yours. It’s all you can take to not slide your hand down inside your pj’s. You don’t want the horror of waking up a parent. You don’t exactly trust your self to be quiet. It’s not really like it’s that easy to feel all that sexy in your Christmas pj’s. For fucks sake, they make you feel like your 12 again. But it’s not like you can exactly prance around in what you normally go to bed. Slowly you nod off…..

Pregnant at the Swingers Party [GROUP]

I’ve been writing up some firsts and messaging back and forth with someone, this came up. When I was six months pregnant and endlessly hormone-driven horny, my husband and I went to a swingers party.

I’ve been a runner my whole life and didn’t stop for my pregnancy until eight months when I was put on rest. I’m 5’5 and even at six months was a bit skinny. I took HUGE delight in being that pregnant girl that you couldn’t tell was pregnant from the back. I had a HUGE belly, but the rest of my was still super lean.

At six months though, there was no longer any chance of hiding things. My belly button was popping out a bit and my a-cups had become big b’s and my nipples had gotten darker and doubled in size. I had been feeling super self conscious and we hadn’t been playing with anyone but our closest friends since I started showing. My husband was like over the moon turned on by me and exploring his whole pregnancy kink, which was fun.

My best orgasm [FF]

This story happened this past summer and is the hottest sexual experience I’ve had to date.

I went out to the river to watch the fireworks with quite a few friends of mine and my boyfriend. We started at a friends house, rode the busses to the show, and took the busses back. It’s been a great time every year so we just continue to drink heavily and rely on the busses to get us home. Out of my friends there are a few other couples and I’ve made good friends with all the girlfriends.

One girl, Jess, and I have had some previous sexual tension, we like to make out and cause some scenes at parties. We’re both bi and have boyfriends, but often talk about how we crave female intimacy. It’s just something that’s purely sexual and we’re on the same page with it. Jess is much more experienced than I am, so I like to hear her stories about being with other girls.

My Night at a Swinger’s Club Part Three: The Insatiable Man [Group]

We were still seated on the couch, naked, beside our new friends we just finished playing with. Both the wife and I had our hands wrapped around our husband’s erections, stroking slowly as we took in the multitudes of other couples having sex in the room, the sounds of women’s moans mixing with the soft club music.

Before long, my husband whispered in my ear that he’d like to seek another couple for play. We thanked our friends for the fun we shared and wished them a good evening, then wandered to a darker room on the floor with walls covered in mattresses as well as the floor. Almost as soon as we walked in the room, a couple entered behind us; the husband asked if his wife could blow my husband, and we both nodded. My husband got down on the floor and the wife crawled over him to take him all the way in her mouth.

My friend fucked me, and i can’t process why [MF]

Backstory:
Back in the first years of university, we had a pretty close group of friends from various part of the country. We studied together, had lunch, had parties, some had stories, the usual stuff for young students.
In this group there was this girl, short, blonde, blue eyes, a couple of round, firm tits, and the look of the innocent girl who shine as a very fun slut once you know her better.
I wasn’t particularly close to her, we never shared intimate confession, nor i ever tried to approach her, first because she looked way out of my league, second because she had a serious history with a guy.
We both finish our studies, she goes back to her hometown, while i stay working in the university town.

[M]y Best Friend’s Wi[f]e — Part 1

**The Background**

Dominic and I have been best friends for over a decade. I liked Jordan right away when they met and began dating about four years ago. She can dish it as well as she can take it. “One of the guys” but has an outspoken hos-before-bros female perspective. She’s feisty and cute. Not to mention, under her sweaters she’s hiding some serious G cups. Her curly blonde hair and glasses complete the package. You know she’s trouble just looking at her. For my part, I’m 6’6”, tall dark and handsome, but with a terminal case of dad bod. I used to be rather innocent and am exploring a new side of myself here after marriage.

About six months ago, I moved out of my home and was in the process of divorce after a long marriage. Dominic and Jordan had just gotten married and I was one of the best men. I’d been drinking champagne all day long and I was missing my then-wife, and at the reception when it was my turn to dance with Jordan I felt something. I was happy to be dancing with the bride, the most beautiful woman there, the center of attention. I was happy my best friend was being taken care of and loved. I was safe and comfortable and I felt like… like anybody who loves my best friend that much, I love her.

Trials of the Buxom Trio – Chapter 3 (busty, thicc, hardcore sex, adventure throughout)

 Chapter Title – **Spells Against The Darkness**

Sylora wimpered again as she felt something hard and damp being pressed against her panties. Her beautiful face was covered in fear as she looked at Jenessa while the two brutes both held the blonde elf. One rested behind her playing his hands over her now exposed ass cheeks after tearing off her tabard. He had been delighted to find a pair of silky and lace bordered panties protecting the elf’s sweet cunt. His partner in front of  him was busy licking over Sylora’s grand bust and she squinted with every brush of the warm red organ. ‘It shouldn’t be feeling this good. I have to focus through just like Master Felgan taught me.’ She thought but the feelings originating from her tits and ass were spilling over her body, eventually meeting a point in the middle of it; right between her legs. If they hadn’t been spread open by her captors she felt that they would be rubbing together if only to increase the heat and friction she was feeling.