Tag: Group

[FF] The Stage Part 1

The Stage

If you have ever read any of my other writings, you have probably read about the sex club I frequented prior to COVID. I have mentioned a few times that one room is simply a huge four poster king bed. Its lit by dim red lights dotting the circumference of the awnings and surrounded by a thin veil of a curtain. I affectionately called this bed, the voyeur’s bed because the room is designed so that people can stand around the entirety of the bed and watch whatever and whoever is playing on it. On my birthday a few years ago it was my stage for a special event I had organized with the club owners. Read more »

[28][F] Got eye fucked by men twice my age – and I loved it!

Hey guys! Nina here with a quick little update on a little mini adventure I had on Christmas Eve. To give you a quick recap of my situation: I’m 28 years old, Canadian-Lebanese from Toronto, and I’m recently separated from my husband. My financial situation took a turn for the worst as I never had a job and relied on my husband for financial support. As this was no longer a viable option, I had to figure out another way to meet my expenses. 

Thankfully, I was saved by Robert, 59, a man with whom I have a special arrangement with to provide me with regular allowances in exchange for companionship. In other words, he is my sugar daddy. In fact — Robert isn’t my only sugar daddy. I have a similar arrangement with another man, Luis, 62, who I met through an online site that helps connect people looking to begin an arrangement of this nature. 

I didn’t mind being with older men. In fact, I was attracted to men older than me. They offered something different and were a bit more gentlemen-like than guys closer to my age that I’m usually involved with. Robert was no slouch in bed either. While sex with my other man, Luis, was okay at best, Robert was aggressive and assertive in bed, like a man half his age and I always enjoyed my time with him. Read more »

[Mf] [Str8] [Oral] [Affair] [Cheat] – A Chance Encounter

*It’s been a while since I’ve done this*, I muse to myself as I walk to the hotel bar. It’s a windswept cold and grey day, with sheets of rain rippling towards the Mississippi River outside. A small group of people are assembled at the end of the bar, awkwardly spaced between convivial and socially distant. After a number of years and strains of the pandemic, life finally is slowly knitting itself into a new normal. It only took 3 vaccination campaigns and over 6 million deaths to get here. The new normal does not even remotely resemble the old normal of yore. Masks are now ubiquitous fast fashion item. Although social distancing is not as strictly enforced now, a combination of routine, fear, and ergonomic chances have left its scars on our collective social fabric. I pull up to a barstool that commands a great view of the room. I’m a people watcher at heart, so I always try to perch where I can see most of the room. Read more »

[MFF] [FF] [skydiving] D.Z.W. (DROP ZONE WHORE) – I highly recommend both of the activities depicted herein, sex and jumping. And before you ask, yes I am a tandem master (1400+ jumps)…

**You can view full the illustrated version of D.Z.W. at** [https://eroticprose.com/](https://eroticprose.com/)

“Looks like we may have a new DZW.” My ears perked up.

“What’s the difference between a DZO and a DZW?” Of course, the inevitable joke was to follow. Somebody took the bait.

“I don’t know, what?”

“Nothing. They both get fucked by a bunch of skydivers.”

I chuckled along with the guys, not so much at the joke (which I had heard before), but because at that moment both the DZO (Drop Zone Operator) and the woman the fellows were referring to as the new DZW (Drop Zone Whore) walked by. We were laughing all the harder because we figured they had no idea what we were laughing about. If they did, they would probably be terribly offended. Which made it all that much funnier.

The DZO, Mike, continued on his way. I think he might have heard the joke, but he was clearly pissed off about something – most likely some farmer was complaining about the ripcord he found in his fields, the crazy woman up the road from the airport thought we drove too fast, the packers were smoking cigarettes instead of packing parachutes, or something like that. To Mike, it’s the same old shit that he’s been dealing with for fifteen years. To us, it was another punch line. Read more »

Skiing Sauna Surprise [MF]

This story follows on a few months down the line from the below, but the good news is, you don’t need to have read it!

"I’m not wearing any underwear" she told me [MF] from gonewildstories

To remind you of the sexual siren in this story, N (who I’ll now call Nat), was the very model of a modern sporty goddess. 5ft 5ish, with mousy brown hair and a near permanent smile. She had slight dimples in her cheeks and her nose wrinkled when she was pretending to be annoyed.

Her body was, as she and everyone else knew, perfection. Two l’il handfuls of tit which hung on her slight but powerful frame, and of course, Nat’s Ass. I’ve sung the praises of her ass before, but I’m always happy to reminisce about her rear. It was like something you’d see on a Greek statue – firm but oh so soft to the touch. A dew drop on a blade of grass. Thank God for Eastern European Asses. Read more »

[M+F] [orgy] [wife-sharing] [exh] A DAY IN ITALY – A beach orgy

**You can view full the illustrated version of A DAY IN ITALY at** [https://eroticprose.com/](https://eroticprose.com/)

On our vacation, we traveled to Sorrento. What a lovely city. We stayed on a hill overlooking the bay in this beautiful hotel with a balcony that hangs out over the mountain looking straight down to the ocean.

Both Lisa and I like to hike, so we started out early in the morning heading down the coast towards this old Roman villa and private beach area we had heard about over the Internet. It was a brutally hot day and took a couple of hours to hike there, so I couldn’t wait to get to the water and cool off.

We reach our destination and there were this beautiful rock and sandy outcrop under this Villa that looked like it was being renovated. Since we both were used to nude sunbathing and swimming we undressed and slipped into the water. What a relief, crystal blue water, and a cloudless sky all to ourselves. Read more »

My first dom part 4: the chair [mf]

Part 3 in my profile! Can’t seem to link without it being auto-removed.

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I furiously kept working on licking Claire to the best of my ability while my penis was still being overstimulated by whatever Claire had me hooked up to. I was still handcuffed behind my back with Claire seated on my face. She placed my phone back on the bed beside me after hitting send on the snapchat to my friends.

She began grinding her hips back and forth, making moaning noises to let me know she was on her way to orgasm. By now the oversensitivity had passed and I was well on my way to cumming again. For those of you who haven’t read part 3, Claire had my cock inserted or gripped by some type of vibrator that made me feel like I was being jerked off from the inside. It sent intense continual pulses through my cock and had me cumming within a minute. To this day I don’t know what the machine was, but I haven’t experienced anything that fast and intense since. Read more »

[MFF] Girlfriend shows her secret side

“Yes dear, I’d love that” – the words echoed in my mind all day.

Alice, my loving partner, whom I’d always shown the fullest respect and love, was showing her secret naughty side.

“I’ve always wanted to see how you’d treat another woman, now I can see it while joining in too,” she reasoned with me, perhaps reasoning more with herself, “and make sure I’m not missing out on something.”

I had no problem finding a third person, our long list of friends including several people extremely open when it came to sex and experimentation. Emily was her name, a thin, tall brunette, roughly similar to Alice’s body type but with a much different face and demeanor. She’d been a friend of ours since our college days, where she was well known among the group for her openness and wildness, the former staying the same as the years went by, and the latter becoming less prevalent.

“What do you want me to do? Is there anything I should expect? You’ve done this before, right?” I asked Emily nervously, even though the questions (and my own ideas of the answers) had been running through my mind since Alice agreed to do it. Read more »

At 55[M], had my first experience with much younger [26]F

Very tame post here, fairly short, but maybe other Redditors have had a similar experience. I generally date within my age group, which has held true when matching up on Tinder and Bumble, but there seems to be fewer women my age on the apps these days (or at least ones that appeal to me). Thanks to a few good genes, I’m not looking too vintage. Think the blond Cobra Kai character Johnny Lawrence. We’re the same age, though I gave up on martial arts long ago (can’t do those roundhouses very well anymore).

Anyway, the point of the story, for kicks (see what I did there) I started widening my age preference, sometimes down to the thirties, even as low as 26 for a few days last summer (Canada was doing a lot better with Covid during that time). After getting past the ones that were looking for a sugar daddy, I matched with and ended up dating a 26 year old. Despite the age difference, we hit it off, largely because she was so intelligent and well read, with a lot of experience packed into those 26 years. The sex was good (maybe too good, as it was sometimes difficult to keep up with her). Read more »

Driving him crazy with the need to punish me (MF) (Fiction)

My husband is a powerful man. The way Adam moves through the world like he owns it, analyzing situations, finding their weak points and reshaping them to his advantage truly inspires me. I’ve never met another person so in control of his life. Usually when it comes to our relationship I’m happy to give him that control, no reshaping required—that all happened within the first year of our relationship.

The moment he met me my training began. Even before I agreed to go out with him he was subtly reshaping me, his comments about how I dress encouraging me to take my look in a specific direction, reinforcing certain behaviors with compliments and responding to the actions he didn’t like with a disapproving look. Then, when we finally started dating a more explicit form of training began. He took his time teaching me all the things he liked, both in the bedroom and out, and in the process he introduced me to all the things I never knew that *I* liked. Read more »