Sex during business hours [MF]

My GF and I met at work many years ago both divorced and not looking for anything serious.
Our conversations at work were necessary and tedious. We were very professional..that us until we began dating.

There was lots of smiling the flirting and we couldn’t keep our hands off each other outside the office. Which made for some very “ahem” hard times in the office. She would give a sultry smile or a wayward hand brushing against me in passing and I would have to hide my excitement.

She was in charge of one tier of employees and I was in an adjacent tier. It would be frowned upon if her group gave mine any considerations because of our relationship.

Our difficulties came when she would frequently wear dresses or tight pants that showcased her ass. She also wore this green v neck shirt that showed her boobs when she bent over. I always thought she didn’t know how sexy she is.

I [M] watched my cousin [F] get undressed

I was swimming at my cousin’s house along with a group of friends. My cousin is blonde, 5’6″, beautiful body, and sexy feet. She was wearing a skimpy two piece bikini. She went in the house. I was walking past the basement window when I saw her undressing. I hid behind a bush and got a full frontal view. Her body was even better than what I imagined. She had some of the firmest natural tits I have ever seen. And yes, the carpet matched the drapes.

[M]y Husband Surprised Me with a Late Night Drive into the [F]orest [GROUP]

He told me nothing, only to get dressed nice and slutty and that he would be back soon with my surprise. He rushed out the door with the kids already in the car, taking them to my parents for the evening. I ran upstairs and tried to find something to wear, he didn’t give me any indication of what he had planned so I wasn’t sure what to choose, eventually I decided on a leather mini skirt and off the shoulder top. The sluttiest and heaviest makeup to really add that extra touch, then it was a waiting game to see what he had planned. It was over an hour before a mysterious car pulled onto the street, honking and flashing. My husband jumped out of the driver side and ran into the house, he grabbed my coat and told me to hurry up and get in the car. Pulling me in for a passionate kiss and grabbing my ass under my skirt before he ran upstairs, I got into the car and looked around. Rental company logos and warning stickers reminding you to drive on the left, I was confused to say the least.

My wife rode an 18 year old cock on vacation (M/F)(Swinging)

I am [M36] and my wife is [F38]. We got married later that most people do and agreed to keep things open sexually. We’ve done a bunch of partner swaps and have really enjoyed the freedom that brings. She and I both agree that this approach has made out relationship stronger.

A couple years ago, we went on vacation with married friends of ours to a tropical resort destination. We had played with this couple before, but never full blown sex or swap.

One night, the four of us went to dinner and followed it up with some heavy drinking. We ended up back in my wife and I’s hotel suite, and clothes started to come off. Or rather, at least some clothes started to come off. The husband of our opposite couple had easily put down the most alcohol of all of us. He told us he was going to briefly lay down on the patio furniture we had on our balcony. Within seconds, he was passed out for the night.

My wife was also in rough shape, past the point of enjoyably drunk. As the women and I stripped down for some fun, I got the vibe that my wife was not long for this encounter. She ultimately passed out.

Summer party

Hello i am a young Girl, on 21 years old.
A few days ago I was invited to a party during the day to last until late at night. My friend couldn’t come, so I went with a few friends.

The party was in a private hotel with a swimming pool and a large garden.
It was terribly hot during the day and we cooled off with cocktails at the bar. Naturally, a group of noisy young girls, all about 20 years old, cannot go unnoticed by men.

It was really hot in the middle of the day and we decided to jump in the pool. In the beginning it was just me and my friends, but after a while different boys older than us started coming. Everything was a lot of fun, we played ball, drank more cocktails and the atmosphere became friendly.

My friends and I started to relax and the boys immediately felt this. They started looking for closeness with us and under the surface of the pool it was easy. Several times I felt a man’s hand touch my ass, but only briefly. The more the cocktails got, the more I didn’t care. At one point, I came face to face with one of the boys, and as I managed to tell him something, I felt him run his fingers through my pussy.

Playing With Fire – Part 1 (Male Perspective, Minor Degradation, Oral Sex, PIV, Creampie, Unprotected, Caught, Long Read)

I threw my duffle bag down on my bed and collapsed on top of it. A twelve-hour drive was exhausting. The trip home had been my first trip home in several months. My sisters were happy to see their big brother home for a few days, plus Mom and Dad were glad to see I was doing okay. Well, as good as I could anyways. A three-day weekend at home was just what I needed to get my head back on right, considering recent events had led me to a dark place. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I was out of the darkness completely, but the trip home had definitely brightened me up a bit.
Staring up at the ceiling of my room in the three-bedroom apartment, I just zoned out. All I could think about was how I needed to focus on my studies and get into a routine, and in time the darkness and pain would fade. It was my third year at the University of Alabama, and I was working on my major studies. I wanted to get my business degree with a minor in marketing, and four years in the U.S. Navy paid for just about everything. The plan was to get my degree and then go work for my Dad, who currently ran our small family restaurant. I say small, but even in the midst of the pandemic we actually saw an increase in sales. Centrally located, the local manufacturing plants in our town were only a couple blocks away, and the patrons from those plants made our family business one of the most popular lunch spots for miles. Dinner sales weren’t bad either, especially on the weekends. Problem was, my Dad was getting old. Already two years past retirement age, the wear and tear of the job was taking a toll on him. Knowing how tough of an old geezer he really is, I judge he has another three years in him at least before he concedes. I wanted to be prepared to step in those shoes when that moment happens.

The best sex i ever had: from work course to one night stand (please give feedback)

So I wanted to take a trip down memory lane for this one. I was 24 and my mental health hadn’t completely crippled me yet. You see i was struggling a lot with my mental health but as the government saw it i still had two working legs, so i was fit to work. I’m exaggerating but it certainly felt that way. Anyway it wasn’t like i was just thrown to the wolves so to speak, they had this “works related course” for people with mental health issues. It was about working with and getting used to being around strangers, socialising and learning to work with others, the end goal…get a job. So i signed up for it, it was that or i didn’t get any monetary support and my family needed all the help it could get.

I don’t want to sound like I’m complaining to much, there is certainly worse places in the world for people in my position but it never felt like it was designed to “help” me more grease the cog and get that machine back and running.

My wife [F39] and I [M35] had sex in the same bed next to our long time friends (Swinging)

My last post to this sub (you can read that [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p7ndfs/my_wife_f39_and_i_m35_watched_each_other_have_sex/)) did just alright in terms of upvotes, but I got a TON of DMs from people asking questions, wanting more details, genuinely intrigued by some of the subject matter I talked about when it comes to my wife and I and our sex life. Many of you urged me to tell another story about an encounter my wife and I have experienced along the way.

Ask, and you shall receive.

If you read my last post, you’ll know that my wife [F39] and I [F35] are swingers and really enjoy it. We are responsible with it and usually strictly participate amongst a close group we trust. Only in instances where the hotness is off the charts do we rarely step out of that circle and go for it.

Martial arts instructor

Jada is at a martial arts class at a retreat in France…

At the end of the afternoon, Jada was paired with a Greek woman who was more muscular than she was but with half the skill and speed. As they began, Jada noticed that Ayano was coming nearer to observe them. Naturally, this shook her up. She could block many of the Greek woman’s swings, but was too frazzled to land any hits. Ayano stood at the sidelines with his arms folded across his chest and shouted a few words of advice, directed at her and her opponent. The match ended with a devastating throw– the Greek managed to throw Jada over her shoulder and on to the mat with a loud thump.

Ayano congratulated the woman for the win and dismissed her for the day as Jada laid there with the wind knocked out of her. She was lying on her back, sweaty and flustered. Her loose tank top was no longer covering her sports bra and her chest was rising and falling rapidly to catch her breath. Ayano stood above her, watching her with thinly concealed desire.

Mile high club pt.3

I dressed and exited the bathroom. The same guy who gave me a stink eye saw me and shook his head.

I gulped and went back through the curtain to coach. It was strange seeing an entire section of a plane empty the way it was. And by empty I mean empty. Nora was nowhere to be seen.

I shrugged my shoulders and went back to my seat. Walking down the aisle I had the strangest sensation of being watched. I shook my head and found my way to my seat. There was a note there, a little piece of paper with my name on it. I picked it up and read it.

‘Meet me at the Marriott hotel just outside of the airport. I have a surprise. NQ.’

Huh. 

I sat down and pondered what exactly she had in mind. The rest of the flight went by without a hitch. It was nice being alone on a plane, it was quiet and I was able to get some reading done. My thoughts wandered to Nora. Who exactly was she?