Twelve Maxbridge Street – Part 3 – [humil] [bondage]

This is a chapter from a short story that I have published for FREE under the pen name M H Keplar. I’m publishing it here in hopes of getting some comments, positive or negative, both interest me. Part 3 can be read stand alone, but I think it’s better in context.

[https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923)

Thanks,

AG

BONDAGE

The handlers positioned him facing the next table, about ten feet away and took a step back, so he could no longer see them.

A man about his own age and build, but with darker coloring approached him. He put his hand inside the cape and took hold of the tab. He let his knuckles run deliberately over Faranger’s genitals and torso as he unzipped the cape. When it was open, he slowly pushed off Faranger’s shoulders and let it fall to the floor. But he left the arm restraint in place. He remained very close and took hold of Faranger’s biceps. He closed his eyes and kissed Faranger on the mouth, a dry, light kiss. A shocked Faranger felt himself turn to liquid as the man’s tongue gently probed his closed lips. His mouth opened of its own accord, enough for the man to explore the roof. He felt more invaded than he had when he was raped. His mouth opened wider and the man circled around his tongue with his own. Faranger would have collapsed but for the support of one of the handlers below his crossed arms and the pressure of the other man’s body pressed against his. His penis became engorged, he could feel it slide against the roughness of the man’s suit until it came to rest along side the other’s erection.

[GROUP] our second foursome including my wife, her friend and her friend’s husband

Last Wednesday we all decided to meet again and have fun. I got stuck at work so I called my wife and told her that they should start as I’m getting late at work and will join them later.
While driving home I was getting hard on by thinking about them. I reached went inside the house, while approaching our bedroom I can hear some moaning sounds. When I went in I saw my wife licking her friend’s vagina while she was sucking her husband’s cock. I sat nearby and was watching them. I asked them to continue soon they changed position and the guy was fucking my wife in doggy position as she was eating and fingering her friend’s vagina. I got undressed and joined them. I went near my wife’s friend kissed her, fondled her breasts she has nice breast. Then she held my cock and guided it to her mouth and start sucking it. Soon her husband cummed inside my wife’s vagina and we all changed position. Now I was fucking her in doggy position while she was eating her husband’s cum from my wife dripping pussy. Soon I also finished inside her.

When a Date goes off script [FM]

I’ve had people ask me if I’ve ever hooked up with someone other than my date on a first date, and well, the answer is a resounding

OH HELL YEAH

…and some of these hook ups gave me the most amazing memories.

The one that stood out –

Was meeting a tinder date at a bar one time, with intention of having sex after (of course). But it turned out that his online persona was more interesting than him IRL… I was almost literally bored to tears listening to him talk, and he wouldn’t stop. I was close to smacking me head into the table – when I spotted this tasty hunk of a man making eyes at me from a table that was behind my date. So as date kept droning on, we were making small signals at each other – a wink here, a nod there, slight smirk…

After a few minutes of that, I excused myself to go to the lady’s…and signaled to Mr Hunk. He was with a group of mates, and I’m pretty sure they knew what was going to happen just from the looks the gave him. He followed at a distance.

She made it look so good.

My girl and I met as a swinger’s party. I have been in and out of swinging for many years. I have always loved to share. There is just something that I love when I see 1 my girl happy. 2 the guy being so worked up for someone that is mine. 3 knowing she is going home with me when this is all said and done.

I have always looked at it like a toy. Something you have in your nightstand that is fun to add to the mix. But not something you have to have as we are perfect with out it.

So anyways, I’m very biased as I feel my girl is hot as hell. Sexual like no one I have ever been with. Not much she will say no to and no lie the best head I have ever had.

Published
Categorized as Erotica Tagged

Is it cheating if you’re in different countries? [MF]

My girlfriend went to London for a summer long intensive workshop. She would be there for 3 months. We decided that it was okay to have a friend if we got lonely as long as we told each other about it and the other people was okay with it too.

She had been in England for 3 weeks when I finally started to feel the ping of loneliness. I just wanted someone to cuddle and watch Netflix with. And maybe some chill to go with it.

My friend from work, Jenn, was about about 7 years older than me. She was 30 at this time. She was a single mom of a 13 year old so she would laugh at my sheltered mindset of thinking people smoking weed at a party was a big deal.

She told me she would get a hotel room for a long weekend with a small group of people and do a fishbowl of drugs and fuck.

She took me under her wing and was almost like a big sister in a lot of ways. She would give me advice about school, work, and relationships. I had told her about the deal me and my girlfriend had made and she seemed to think it was a good idea.

[MF] How I [M25] ended up dating (and now engaged) to my best friends ex [F25] and how a friendship was ruined.

Sorry for the length, but there’s a lot fucking and excitement to get to, so stick with it. Most of this is backstory so I’m not expecting this to get highly upvoted, but this sub lacks genuine stories and this is very real.

Alright so this starts all the way back to college when I was 20. I met a good friend of mine, Aaron in college. Same degree as me and was my lifting partner. Probably one of my best friends I’ve ever had. We look very similiar, and we got mistaken as brothers all of the time. Admittedly, he was broader and an inch taller than me with a deeper voice. All of the girls in my major were in love with him and it made sense. I did very well myself as well, i was a bit more in shape and a bit wittier tbh.

Its sophomore year and he invited me to his birthday party a few months after we started hanging and lifting together. I get to the party and there’s some people I don’t recognize playing flip cup, small game. I introduce myself as Aaron’s friend and everyone smiles and invites me to play, I could tell they were already drunk

My first fuck buddies [FFM].

LONG POST. Skip to the fun part if you’re here just to hear about the sex.

This happened when I was in 10th grade and about 15 yo. My size is 9.2×7 inches.

I was a straight A student in school but not your usual nerd. I had an active social life, popular among girls, good sense of humour, big time into sports, and an athletic body. I had both admiration and jealousy among my peers. My friends and I were one of the popular groups in the entire 10th grade. You get the picture!

One day, our extended group (girls included) were chatting and having fun in the back benches of the class when suddenly I got an unwanted erection which made quite a bulge in my pants. I put my bag in my lap to hide it but it was too late. My male friends already knew I was big but the others didn’t. One of them jokingly said to one of the girls “he (me) was thinking about your mom (also very hot) and its up.” One of the two girls sitting in front of me quickly jumped up to catch a glimpse of my dick (because apparently she had heard the rumours).

REAL LESBIAN EXPERIENCE – FUCKING A GIRL WHILE OUR FRIEND [F] SLEPT IN THE SAME BED AS US

So I had just gotten out of a long relationship, and I hadn’t fucked anyone else for a hot minute. After we broke up, I met a girl at a party who was a friend of a friend. She was a couple of years older than me, a final year student at the time. Short, wavy, shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, quite petite like me. We got talking, exchanged numbers and arranged to go out some time. We had been out a few times but never on a proper “date”. We had a lot of mutual friends so we were always in a group setting, but we were fucking CONSTANTLY. It’s basically all we did. I would go round to her house after a night out or after work, we’d have sex all night, and I’d leave the next morning. Pretty casual. I liked that though after coming out of a long relationship.

[30F] Just imagine this

Imagine this.

Imagine that you’re part of a friend group, a very close friend group, of two guys and three girls. Now imagine you’ve been close friends for maybe 15 years, since early high school, and imagine that this is just an incredibly normal, though somewhat nerdy and academically successful, group of friends.

Imagine that you’re the shyest, nerdiest guy in the group, and naturally, you’ve grown up maybe fantasizing about any – or all – of the three girls in the group on and off over a long period of friendship. That would be natural, right?

Now imagine you’ve come to be in your late 20s, and you still haven’t had any sexual experience in your life. Every week, you still hang out with your close group of friends, get together and chat, maybe watch something, pretty consistently, every week.

Now imagine one week, you’re going over to one of their houses to do this again, just like you have every week for the last 10-15 years. Nothing at all is out of the ordinary.

My first experience with any girl other than my wife [MFF] [College] [Threesome]

At the beginning of our senior year of college, my girlfriend of 4 years, Lily, and I were invited by a mutual friend to go to the biggest frat party for a particular house of the fall, together as a couple. Lily is a bit shorter than me at 5’8”, but she’s very cute. She has dirty blonde hair and she has a kind of an hourglass figure that slopes down to a great butt. She’s so hot, guys. Obviously, most people going to the party were looking for someone to go home with, but we thought that as a relatively older couple, we would just have some fun. We were joined at the hip for the first part of the night but gradually lost each other to the flashing lights and pounding music. It wasn’t until I left a long conversation that I felt a buzz in my pocket.

“Upstairs bathroom, now,” it read.

I ventured up the staircase, filled with people, and finally made it to the first door on the left of the second floor hallway. I knocked and was greeted by an outstretched hand pulling me in. Lily grabbed my collar and kissed me deeply. I could taste the cocktail she had brought on her lips. She broke the kiss.