Sugar High [M/F] [Exhibitionism/Voyeurism] [BDSM]

The ink black dahlia dress fit me like second skin, molding to my curves and made me feel like an otherworldly goddess. The red bob wig and black spiked red bottoms also aided in pulling off the funky futuristic look with the matching rhinestone choker and cuff adding a bit of faux modern elegance. I looked damn good…and I felt that way too.

I pulled out my favorite Ruby Woo lipstick from my clutch and gave my lips a slight touch up in the round backlit mirror as I swayed my hips to the sexy beat playing out of the wireless speakers. After a smack of the lips, I walked out of the ornate bathroom decorated in black tapestry wallpaper with silver and crystal accents.

A small group of girls walked down the long and narrow hallway splashed with midnight blue/dark purple ombre. They were in their own world, some texting as they all chatted about what the night held for them. One of the girls; a very tall and toned model type with long rose gold and blonde curls looked me up and down as I did the same to her.

The first time I watched her fuck [MF]

Several years ago I dated this beautiful woman on and off, we’ll call her Anna. Between our periods together she was primarily with one other guy, we’ll call him John. We weren’t the best of friends obviously, but were tolerable of each other out of respect for her. This girl was a knockout. Tall with dark brown hair down to the middle of her back with hazel eyes, 36C and an ass to kill for. She was fun, flirtatious, spontaneous, and headstrong.

A large group was taking a trip to the beach for spring break one year and all 3 of us were part of that group. Anna was dating John at the time, but I wasn’t going to turn down a good time since plenty of my friends were going.

It was spring break so a lot if people were staying in a handful of condos. One night I walked into the condo that Anna was staying in and saw a couple guys crowded around a barely cracked door being very still and quiet. Out of curiosity I walked over and looked through the crack and saw Anna and John laying in bed together.

Unexpected partners: Our last private sex party [f][m][f][group]

James and I hosted a sex party on Saturday; about 30 people RSVPed, making it big enough to require logistical effort. On the day itself I spent way too much time fielding text messages, last minute requests, and partner confirmations.

Fortunately, when setup time hit, an extra friend came with me, early, to help (many good parties are supported by a lot of unglamorous background work). He’s trying to be “monogamous” (?) with a woman, for whatever reasons people do that, so he didn’t stay for the full experience, but he did get to hang out and meet people with interests similar to his.

Guests began arriving at the appointed hour, and early on one pretty, single girl caught my eye, but I didn’t have much time to chat with her amid the flurry of hosting introductions. [Most guests were couples](https://medium.com/p/how-to-host-sex-parties-and-why-you-probably-wont-6f9745d938f6). The smalltalk was a blur that I can’t recall now; too many people in too little time, though I had my eye on one couple in particular, as the girl had only been to a single party before and the guy was more experienced.

Surprise Wedding Threesome [MFF]

Hi GWS, big fan of the subreddit here, love reading the excellent stories on here so thought I would post one of my own. This took place about six months ago.

It had reached midnight at an Irish wedding so inevitably everyone in attendance had begun to feel very merry. It was a wedding of two members of our extended group who had always been one of the most fun couples so it was no surprise that all of our group were in great spirits. I looked around and located my long term girlfriend in the main dancing area. She was busy holding court with 3 of our close friends, all laughing and joking away. You know how people always say that someone scrubs up well for a big event? Well my girlfriend Eve certainly did that night even though she always looks great. She had on a black and white summer dress which, while being very classy for the day that was in it, still managed to highlight her curves and her legs. She is 29, around 5’5, with shoulder length light brown hair, gorgeous green eyes and great curves (generous C-cups and round hips and ass). Smiling over at her, I decided to leave her to her group and headed out to the main outdoor area for some fresh air. Unusually for Ireland, it was actually really warm and dry all night so I quickly found a group of close friends sitting round a table and joined them. Also just to say I am a bit older than her at 32, about 6’1, dark hair, blue eyes with a quite athletic body and around 6/7 inches.

My Step Brother’s Gift – Lost to Seduction [MF, MMMMF]

My Step Brother’s Gift – Lost to Seduction
A commission for Anonymous by Penstrum

SCENE 1

For a little while I was allowed to see, but I still couldn’t tell what was happening. Panic was starting to set in and I could hear my heart beating as I struggled in what felt like ropes tying me down. “H-hey…! Is anyone there?” I choked out in a hoarse voice. My question seemed to echo around me, and yet, there was no one there to answer it.

As if I’d asked a joke, the room erupted with laughter and the lights came on. It was all too much for me to take at once. I couldn’t believe what was before my very eyes. From the looks of it, I was in an auditorium—or maybe a gym, and I wasn’t tied down in just any rope, it was bondage rope. I’d seen it before thanks to a friend, but feeling it tightly knotted around my wrists and ankles as well as the breezes against my naked body made me feel all the more vulnerable. The thing that made my heart sink into my chest most of all was the group of men standing around me, looking me over with at least one hand on their crotches.

[MF] The “lesbian” with red flags and my mother’s convertable

I have had several strange situations in my past that led to random sex and/or sexual favors, and I’m going to start sharing them starting with this one. I was friends with this girl named Ashley for a couple years. She was in the same group of people in the punk/metal scene I used to hang out with. She had red flags all over the place, so I would have never pursued her even she said she wasn’t lesbian (questionable stories of men breaking into her house and assaulting her, off and on heavy drugs, crazy eyes, always had to correct you with “facts” she “knew but everyone else didn’t”). Most people tolerated her, but I had a way of talking around her that kept her comfortable without her reverting to “Red Flag Mode” most of the time. I hung out with a lot of people back then, but I always felt alone. I’d hang out with anyone to fill in that void until they would drag me into their drama, then drop them like a hot potato. We would chill by ourselves from time to time, and I sometimes dropped her off at the house of whatever girl she was dating at the time because she had no car.

My last night with a big group of strangers. [Group]

After six weeks at the training centre, we had finally all passed our exams and had one last party on the floor between our dorm rooms. I could already hear them outside having their first beers, while I was getting ready. This was the last time I would see any of them and tomorrow I would be back home where nobody knew what was happening here. It was my chance to go completely wild without any negative consequences whatsoever. Several of the guys had been listening to me masturbating over the last weeks, and I had accidentally left the door ajar a couple of times while I was changing.

I wanted to try something new, so I left my bra off in the hopes my [cleavage](https://i.imgur.com/EhmxQeE.jpg) would still be an eyecatcher. That is the exact red top I was wearing that night btw. I know you always keep asking for some visuals so here they are. I put on some black hot pants, and I was ready to go. However, I was a little nervous and horny since I did not know how the guys would react. There was no hiding my [excitment](https://i.imgur.com/ToPmcDb.jpg).

[FM] Me, Later

My now ex husband never hit me. Mitch had violence in his childhood, and I thought about that before we got married. “Oh no,” I said. “Mitch would rather die than hit me.” It was a chance I took; I brought a monster into my life and loved him.

I reexamine my memories, shuffling over the pieces of paper until they’re soft as cloth. Within 12 months of our separation my husband

* Showed up uninvited at my home
* Showed up uninvited at my new home
* Drove across town to surprise me at my morning bus stop
* Parked his car near my workplace in the daytime “so he could feel near me”
* Sat on my doorstep and waited for me to return from my pre-work neighborhood exercise
* Left presents at my door for me to find when I got home in the evenings
* Called–I always answered if I was home. He called, the calls eventually got into a cycle of him threatening to walk into traffic while we were on the phone.

My first time going to a sex club with my FWB was a huge success. [Long][Group]

This happened on Tuesday night of this week. My FWB and I have been talking about going to a sex club for about 6 weeks now and last week she told me she wanted to go to this event on Tuesday night.

When I looked at the event calendar for the sex club I noticed that the event was called “down to fuck – a night dedicated to women who enjoy the company of multiple men”. This wasn’t really a shock to me because her and I have been trying to arrange a gangbang for a couple weeks now and have just been too busy to go through all the replies I got posting on our local r4r subreddit.

The party was scheduled to start at 8pm so I figured we would aim for 10pm as to not be the first ones there. When we arrived, they gave us the full talk about respecting other people, the rules and that it is an inclusive club and not to make derogative comments about people’s appearance. It’s clothing optional, but everyone was just waking around with a towel around their waist or their boobs for some of the girls and nothing underneath. I decided to follow suit and got naked other than a towel and my friend kept only her thong on under hers and put her towel around her waist leaving her boobs exposed.

Christmas Ornaments (MF, MFF, Exhib, First, Voy)

It was my first Christmas on my own, and I was excited. At 25, I had had many Christmases, but I had always been living somewhere else – my parents’ house, college dorms, crowded apartments, and one short-lived stint at a girlfriend’s condo – but never on my own. Now I was a grown-up, I had a decent job and a small house that I shared with my German Shepherd Rusty. As Christmas came near I was excited to buy all the things I would need to decorate my house, so I started with a fresh tree. As I was looking at overpriced ornaments at the local Hallmark store, I decided that I would keep it simple; I would only buy seven ornaments this year, one for each of the women I had been with.