Soccer Mom – Part 1

A repost since I finally have gotten around to continuing the story and wanted a fresh starting point. A few minor changes from last time but nothing earth shattering. Will be posting part two in the next couple days but have bit more editing to do first. Enjoy!

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I’m starting to regret taking a gap year.

On paper it sounded great. Graduate high school and spend a year traveling and finding myself before taking the next big leap into adulthood. But that’s not what happened. I forgot, traveling costs money, which I don’t have. It’s also best to travel with friends, but they all went off to college.

So now my gap year has turned into me being my family’s errand boy. Pick up dad’s dry cleaning. Run to the grocery store. Wash mom’s car. Take your little sister to her soccer game. And like the sap that I am, I do it all. I guess it’s the only way to be seen as something other than a freeloading mooch. Something my parents like to remind me of constantly.

That’s why on this beautiful summer day, I’m sitting on some dirty bleachers and watching a bunch of nine year olds pretend to play soccer.

Convincing my boyfriend to fuck me with his ex in the next room [FM]

*Yes, I am a petty bitch.*

I am on weirdly good terms with the bulk of my exes. I had hooked up with like 20% of my wedding party.

My secret? I don’t think of them as exes. If they’re my friends, I treat them as I would any other friend, meaning I want them to get laid and support their new relationships.

I don’t cut people off completely if feelings are still lingering, but I keep them at arms length until we can fully make the transition. Sometimes that never happens.

*So like… if my ex would get weird being around my new boyfriend, we’re not ready to be friends. That’s generally my standard.*

Anyway, I started dating a guy who was also friends with his exes, and I loved it. I took it as a sign of maturity.

On our fifth date he was like “Ok, I have to tell you, my ex girlfriend is staying on my couch. She’s friends with my roommate and he invited her until her new place is set up.”

Amazing group night last week [Group]

So John is visiting for like 2 weeks and its awesome! First day he was here we had a crazy threesome for like 2 hours! But I asked him what I should write a story about because there is way too much I could and this was his suggestion. Also my stories wont be as long as usual any more. If you want to chat about them feel free to say hi.

So a few days ago Tyler and Carra came over to hang out with us. Us being Me, Rachel, and John. We played video games and ordered take out and it was fun but it was getting late so we just told them to stay over and we could have even more fun.

Sex with my best friend’s sister part 6 [MF]

I’ve been having a casual sexual relationship with my best friend’s sister for a few months. Her name is Stephanie.

My friend still doesn’t know that I have been sleeping with his sister.

Steph and I are having a great time together. We’ve both given each other a sexual awakening. We’ve been trying every possible position in the karma sutra, gettin busy in public and our most recent faze; group sex.

After a couple of experiences, Stephanie had told her roomate, Marie about our adventures and Marie had asked if she could join in next time.

We all hooked up together at a Super Bowl party and since then, anytime I was over at their apartment we’d treat the whole place like it was our bedroom.

The girls constantly walk around naked, we’re taking sexy showers together, all sharing a bed, going down on each other in the living room when we watched tv at night. It’s been heaven!

There were a few rules we had. I was still Stephanie’s guy and she made it clear that we were inviting Marie into our bed.

The time my FWB [M] and I [F] went to our married friend’s house and I ended up being tied, blindfolded, and teased [Group]

A few years ago Adam and I went our friend’s house to have some drinks. They were a married couple. We will call them Sam and Lisa. I was about 25 at the time and the couple was a little older. They were in their mid thirties. We met them at a bar we used to go to where a lot of swingers go. We had all talked about sex quite a bit. We would talk about our kinks and things like that. I’m a little more on the submissive side though I can be bratty and have even been a little dominate on occasions. Lisa is a sub. Adam and Sam are both dominate. I have mentioned to them before that I wanted to be tied up and blindfolded, but didn’t think much of it until after it happened.

My [29F] First Confession: my bf’s [29M] high school crush [32?F] came into town [FFM]

So this is my first post here after a couple years of lurking. I love reading about all (OK, some) of your sexcapades, and overall I really love how supportive and positive this community *can* be. Over the past couple years my bf and I have been trying to consume more ethical porn/erotica (both of us are typical millennial porn addicts), and written/amateur stuff often feels the most authentic and least exploitative. I decided it might be time for me to contribute to a community that has made me cum at least, like, eleven times. 🥰

About me: I really, really love threesomes (usually ffm but have done both), casual sex with my friends (men and women!), watching porn, mutual masturbation, and both giving/receiving oral (with anyone!). I love sneaking around (not cheating!), meeting couples with open relationships, and watching my bf with other women. I love stripping (watching and doing!), lap dances, sexy parties, and seeing my friends feeling confident in their sexiest outfits. Light BDSM can be really fun too! Most of all I love having sexy discussions with sexy friends, and I am pretty much always in at least one ongoing sext convo (usually just words, I’m kinda paranoid about sending/posting pics).

My wife and girlfriend found out about each other… now I’m in big trouble! Part 1 [FFM] [bd] [Fdom] [fictional]

*Content note:* >!This story involves a person being punished nonconsensually by their partner(s) for misbehaving. Although the sex acts described involve at least nominal consent, there’s a lot of unwanted touching/constraint and the sex occurs in a coercive environment!<*.*

“So,” Jeff asked, “what does Clara have planned for your birthday?”

We were sitting together, along with our other coworkers, at a table in the shitty dive bar across the street from the office. This was ostensibly to celebrate my birthday, but last week it had been in honor of National Snail Appreciation Day, so it hardly felt personal. I’d already explained that I’d have to leave earlier than usual.

I’d been married to my wife Clara for a little less than a year. She was something of the envy of the group: beautiful, clever, and (at least as I told it) utterly devoted to me.

“Clara? Oh, she said she was going to have a friend over to celebrate with us,” I replied.

Luke waggled his eyebrows suggestively. “What does that mean, I wonder?”

My interviewer [F] was the best part of my [M] job

I had a previous account with a few stories that I deleted so I thought I would rewrite a few. I promise to tell the truth as well as I remember it. A bit long but skip down to ——- if you don’t care for the lead up.

I grew up in a small-ish blue collar town, they type that you spend time drinking, fighting, and fucking. I did all three, in varying amounts throughout my childhood but couldn’t wait to move away. So, as a young man, I packed up and headed a full days drive away to the nearest true city. It felt like the quintessential coming of age story. Boy grows up, moves away, rents rundown apartment with roommates, eats street food and drinks cheap beer while fumbling through the world.

Fortunately, I had managed to set up a couple job interviews. So, Monday morning I pulled on a suit, and headed off to the first meeting. The gentleman I was supposed to be meeting with was occupied and said his colleague would conduct the interview. I was annoyed that he hadn’t taken the time but sat dutifully waiting for my interviewer to arrive, and she did.

I’m flight attendant [F] and I know everything about sex on a airplane PART 3

The funniest questions I hear from passengers when they press the flight attendant call button

I’m not going to go through the standard requests like give me water or when we get there and how safe the plane is. Here we go:

– I want to ask you out on a date after the flight.

– How much do I have to pay you for lavatory sex?

– Can I have sex with my partner in the lavatory?

– Please sell me your underwear, your stockings, your shoes.

– Can I touch your leg?

– I’d really like to smell your shoes.

– I’m very horny. What should I do?

– Here’s my phone number, please call me. I want to get to know you better.

– Can I take a picture under your skirt?

– I’ve always wanted to make out with a flight attendant, please help me.

– Do you have sex with pilots?

– I need to masturbate urgently, please help me.

– I’m afraid to fly and sex is the only thing that can calm me down.

Group Projects are awesome PT.4.3 (MFF) (teaching a virgin) (making a bet)

-Switch to Moira´s POV-

What just had witnessed was amazing, I couldn´t stop to touch myself. Murphy had given Elise such a rough pounding, but she just took it. Her last Orgasm seemed to be realy strong, judging by how long it lasted, and left her a quivering mess.

Murphy leaned over to me, after pulling out, he barely seemed to be out of breath. His hair still wet from the shower he took.

He smiled at me. That´s when I realised, I was still playing with my pussy.

I stopped, and started blushing. He moved closer his body touching mine:“You liked what you saw?“

I just noded.

His Body was now touching mine, his face right infront of mine.

„Then why did you stopped playing with yourself, if you enjoyed it?“

„I dunno.“ I said shyly

„ Do you want for me to continue for you?“

I noded.

His left Hand moved between my legs, while his right hand held me. He leaned in and kissed me.

I started to kiss him back. We both were making out, while his hand was playing with my clit.