I fucked [M]y best friends G[F], Sister [F] and Mum [F] within 2 weeks and i don’t what to do

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“You know when shit happens and you don’t know how said shit happened and how to deal with the aftermath of said shit” – Anonymous

Hi Everyone, I suppose you can say this is a story but also me asking for advice. This all happened rather recently and I’ve been torturing myself inside for the past weeks and i just don’t know how to proceed. But first I’ll give you all a lovely story of how it happened then we can go from there. Buckle in it’s a long one.

Before i begin I’ll give you some backstory/context/descriptions of all involved. I’m changing our names but thats about it.

I (Ben), stand around 6ft 1 tall, with light brown hair and brown eyes. I have an athletic build from playing rugby for years. (Second row). I haven’t struggled in the ladies dept ever and very much live a nomadic lifestyle when it comes to relationships. *wink*

My best friend (James), is taller than me around 6ft3 but we share the same features. Hair/eyes etc. But he’s a big built motherfucker. Like me he played rugby, but was a tighthead. We have been friends since Primary. People would often joke that we were brothers, I would often spend a lot of time around his house, so I was rather comfortable around his family.

Two guys one night [MMF]

My friends and I rented a massive mansion for Valentines weekend. We originally planned it to be just us girls (5 of us), but it WAS Valentines so I messaged the guy I liked to come hook up after the party. Me and him have really great sex and he’s a lot of fun to hang out with. We usually drink, smoke, then fuck for hours.

Of the 5 girls, four of us planned on inviting a guy over. I told my guy to come over anytime after 11pm, but everyone else invited their man over around 8.

Unexpected Girls Night Out [FF]

Fuck, it was cold.

I wasn’t familiar with this semi-industrial area of Brooklyn, and at ten at night, a time I’d usually be home and watching Netflix with the hubby, I felt nervous alone on the nearly empty street.

I wished I’d made Jenny meet me at the station. Instead, I walked those several blocks quickly, toward the music that grew louder as I approached.

When I arrived at the venue, Jenny was there and waving me over, and even in a winter coat, her killer smile made her stand out among the black-clothed smokers huddling outside.

Jenny was tall as it was but looked practically Amazonian with the added height of her chunky black boots. I looked down at my own almost matching ones and figured she wouldn’t dwarf me by *that* much.

It was emo night at the *Public House*, and at Jenny’s insistence, she and I were there to take in all the now-embarrassing alternative emo pop-punk songs of our teen years.

Not that I didn’t want to go! I did. But I’m a homebody, and I felt the slightest bit guilty at leaving my husband home alone. Jenny had told me I could stay at her apartment that night since it was closer, but I’d yet to make a decision.

Unexpected Girls Night Out (FF) (Fiction)

Fuck, it was cold.

I wasn’t familiar with this semi-industrial area of Brooklyn, and at ten at night, a time I’d usually be home and watching Netflix with the hubby, I felt nervous alone on the nearly empty street.

I wished I’d made Jenny meet me at the station. Instead, I walked those several blocks quickly, toward the music that grew louder as I approached.

When I arrived at the venue, Jenny was there and waving me over, and even in a winter coat, her killer smile made her stand out among the black-clothed smokers huddling outside.

Jenny was tall as it was but looked practically Amazonian with the added height of her chunky black boots. I looked down at my own almost matching ones and figured she wouldn’t dwarf me by *that* much.

It was emo night at the *Public House*, and at Jenny’s insistence, she and I were there to take in all the now-embarrassing alternative emo pop-punk songs of our teen years.

Not that I didn’t want to go! I did. But I’m a homebody, and I felt the slightest bit guilty at leaving my husband home alone. Jenny had told me I could stay at her apartment that night since it was closer, but I’d yet to make a decision.

Feedback wanted: My Sensual Power [Str8]

(Years ago, I wrote a story about a college student who discovers the erotic superpower I would want.

My intention was not to create a story for a quick wank but to build interesting characters and something different.

Re-reading it several years later I see many flaws and see the timeline gets a bit confusing. That aside, I would love feedback.

If you enjoy the story, what do you see things going next. The versions I created get a bit on the darkside, and I didn’t care for them.

Thanks. )

From an early age I had an unusual ability to focus and attention to detail. Not simply paying attention, but to truly focus on the details of a situation so passionately I lose myself.

When my grandmother was alive she would call it intensity gone-awry. My mother would call it a problem and take me to the doctor for a diagnosis and treatment. For me the greatest joy in life comes from the small details in any situation.

I try to enjoy every moment of life and relish getting so lost in the details of everything I encounter. This focus and attention to detail took a strange turn several months ago and has turned my world upside down as you will see.

A night of sleeplessness with Geena [MF]

Fair warning: there is no sex in this post. That said, this recounts an evening that was far sexier than some which involved hours of meaningless sex at which I don’t look back with as much fondness.

In college, my roommate Brad was a member of a coed student organization focused on volunteerism. Brad had transferred to my school from another larger school in state and had been a member of that school’s chapter. At his prior school, it was a fairly large and serious group; at our school, it was a small, ragtag group of quirky personalities. And, while coed, our school’s chapter was predominantly young, attractive women.

Soon after joining, Brad served a semester as president, and his term was fairly successful, growing the group from ten to nearly thirty members. He was unable to attract more male students, however, so the organization became even more predominantly female. It was a somewhat stressful position, so I helped him out with a lot of the operational things, such as driving people around and hosting gatherings at our apartment. Occasionally, the group traveled to conferences and volunteer events, and I, being a grad student, would manage some of the logistics, booking hotel rooms for students without credit cards and driving those in the organization who didn’t have cars on campus.

[M]e and sub [F]inding her subspace in a group event

Sara and I have been to a few play parties, but we stayed mostly on the sidelines or just enjoyed each other whilst others looked on. Tonight however, there was playful mischief in our eyes.

As we headed into an unremarkable Manhattan Midtown building, I lightly placed my hand on her lower back, feeling her body under her raincoat and tracing it to her bum crack. I watched Sara dress just a bit earlier, pulling up the stockings slipping on her heels, and then finishing off with just her signature red coat on top. As I was now caressing her naked bum through the coat, that naked image of her was playing in my mind.

We stepped into a large room, filled with seating all around, a dance floor in the middle and a bar in the corner. People were mingling, chatting and drinking. It was the social part of the event, everyone fully clothed and getting to know each other. We only briefly lingered here. We were too eager to play.

That Time I [M] Fucked a Foreign Correspondent [F] Overseas

Hello there…long time reader, first time writer. I’m a well-traveled guy in my early thirties, and have debated which sexual adventure to kick-off my writings. I’m keeping identities and specific locations vague, but all details are true and this is a hookup that I’ve always reminisced fondly upon.

***INTRO***(skip below if you just want the sex)

I was working out of a U.S. Embassy in Africa during an ongoing migrant crisis, and it brought in a variety of foreign news reporters and aid workers. As a single guy this was a windfall, because if you weren’t willing to pay for sex you weren’t going to have much luck with locals (and I was not interested in playing sex tourist). This was the sort of environment where everyone worked-hard-played-hard, and if you’ve ever worked for the government or military overseas you might know the culture.

There was a bar at a 5-star hotel (by Africa standards) that everyone tended to congregate for social events and drinking, and while it was dressed up nicely this was really the Star Wars bar – you know the scene on Tatooine, where Han shoots Greedo? Sure you do.

[Group] Crippling Pleasure of Sharing my Wife for the First Time

My wife and I are currently on an extended Vacation and last week I shared my wife for the first time in our lives. We’re both in our 20’s she is early 20’s and I am almost 30.

We are both asian and she has a very non typical body for our race. She has an hour glass figure with a great size chest and hips to waist ratio. Full disclosure, I am obsessed with watching Japanese porn and my wife beats 90% of the bodies those girls have and I feel like the luckiest guy sometimes but maybe I like to show off or something but just like my first more expensive car I loved to show it off and see people’s attention to it.

The same thing extended to my wife. I don’t know why I love when she dresses in tight clothes or short shorts in public I go crazy when guys all fuck her with their eyes. She never was into showing off but knew it drove me nuts so once in awhile she would get on omegle and let a few guys see her body if they were bold enough to ask her and most of the time innocent old chats turned into my wife showing her tits and ass off for these guys before I would fuck her brains out.

Euphoria Hotel P8: Blissful Mornings and Checking Out (oral) (MF) (public)

Their post sex chat led to another sexy, sweaty round and a couple of handsy showers before they finally went to sleep. Paige woke up first and slipping under the covers, thinking Drew would love to be woken with his cock in her mouth. The movement woke up Aaron who watched Paige suck, getting harder from the sight. As Drew awoke, she noticed Aaron watching and switched to blowing him.

Finally Angela woke. As she watched Paige and Aaron, she softly stroked Drew, who rubbed her pussy in response. Now with fans watching, Paige pulled out all the stops with her blowjob and a thoroughly relaxed and pleased Aaron gave her a sticky reward in her mouth. She then whispered “my turn” and straddled his face. Angela and Drew now stopped watching as she straddled Drew’s face and bent to suck his cock.

Aaron licked delightfully, his face engulfed by Paige’s thighs and ass, and in no time, she was grinding against his face as she came. Drew did the same, sucking on Angela’s clit as she came. Aaron and Paige then watched as Angela sucked a load of cum out of Drew’s cock.