Arrival from Denver [FMM]

London Heathrow International arrivals, we were waiting for her to come through after baggage reclaim and we talked through the plan. I showed Dan the email on my phone which basically detailed how she wouldn’t know anything apart from there being a taxi booked to take her to her hotel and she’d perhaps be expecting a driver with a name board.

Dan asked me “Joe, is this legit? It’s not a wind up?” I confirmed with him it was real. Dan and I had known each other since we were kids, a group of 5 of us had basically stayed in touch as close friends since school and were now in all different lines of work.

The email was from a gentleman in Colorado who mentioned that his Wife was visiting London for a week and went on to detail what he wanted from us, which included us not revealing the full extent of the request to her.
Dan ran a luxury car dealership so he brought the Bentley with the privacy cabin for a bit of a VIP feel for her.

Their First Time With Each Other [MF]

Their First Time With Each Other

A story of a real couple. Married for 10 years and now raising a family, this is their version of the first time they played with each other. Both contributed and wrote this together.

They met each other in a college economics class. It was the first day of the fall semester of His senior year and He was nearly late. After scanning the room and seeing the professor taking his spot near the front, He spotted an open seat near the back of the full classroom. Sliding along the wall and the last row of chairs, He slipped into the open seat right as class started.

She glanced over at Him as he moved in right next to her, taking little notice. Her primary concern was starting Her senior year of college out on the right note. Her freshman year had been a roller coaster of experiences, some bad but mostly good. She realized She had spent too much time partying and socializing with men. She wanted to focus.

From that point, the semester progressed and They kept sitting in the same seats next to each other. Gradually They took increased notice of each other.

He ate me out on the hood of a car as planes landed over us [FM] [Oral] [Outside] [Public] [Exhibitionist]

We’d been out on the lake all day, skiing with friends. It had been subtle, but a constant volley of torturous teasing for five hours. It started as an innocent pass of his hand across my bare belly as we watched a friend wakeboard behind the boat. Then he painted his fingers along the top of my bikini. A single fingertip ran along the inside edge as the others feathered across my sun-kissed skin. A hot shiver ran down my spine, capturing my breath and holding it hostage. He deviously smirked as he drank in my lustful expression, and I knew the game had been scheduled without my permission.

I’m not one to be outdone, so he became my target also. I pressed my ass against him as I sat between his legs, grinding gently back and forth with the rock of the waves, enjoying his rapid hardening cock. I also needed more sunscreen applied, more often than usual. Even though his hands lathering my skin was a form of mutually assured destruction, I devilishly enjoyed that the flush of my skin was less noticeable than his desire on display. As soon as he’d get soft, I reached for a sip of his drink, dragging my wet top and hard nipples across his arm. There was no ebb and flow to our day, only escalation and acceleration.

Adventures With Lucinda, Pt 2

We finally finish late in the night, or would it be early in the morning? Ryan collapses face first onto the bed, drenched in sweat, arms at his side. He falls asleep quickly, satisfied at a job well done. And, truly, it is a job well done. I can’t feel anything but tingling below my waist, and Lucinda has checked out half an hour ago. The candles have almost all burned out, just a few stubborn flickering flames illuminating the hot room. My body is wet with perspiration and other juices, an intoxicating mixture of hours of passion. As I lay there, I try to think. Try to take an inventory. Who’s juices cover me, and how much did Ryan really get inside?

Lucinda said her candles were special, and they’d counteract my birth control? Was that possible? My body certainly hoped so as Ryan pumped what must have been at least four loads of cum deep into my aching pussy, two others into hers. How could one guy have so much in his balls? The thought of a cock cuming so much almost pushed me into another agonizing orgasm, but mercifully I fell into a deep sleep instead.

Slept with a student’s mom [MF]

So if you read my previous story of when I drunkenly slept with my boss, you’ll know I worked at an after school program for just girls. If you didn’t, well, I worked at an after school program that was just for girls. Eventually, that other guy would quit leaving me as the only guy in a sea of beautiful, college-aged women. And because I’m a nice guy, everyone really liked me thus facilitating for some phenomenal experiences with coworkers or their roommates. This is the story of when I slept with one of our student’s mom.

Perfect Presents [MFff] [Oral] [Genital Inspection] [First Time] [Group Sex] [Blood] [Hidden Identities] [Age Difference] [Overstimulation] [Daddy and Mommy Titles]

Just in case you want the spoiler: CW:>!Incest!< CW details: >!two females with hidden identities are the daughter and younger sister of narrator!<

Every year my wife gets me the same present for my birthday. Once all of the party goers and well wishers go home, I go upstairs to find my present waiting in our bed. I’ve never had a say in the details and it has always been my wife’s prerogative to determine everything and for the past five years she’s been on a virgin kick. Typically it’s a girl in college looking for some easy money and my wife pays the girls handsomely for their time.

Can I just say fucking a virgin isn’t always the best thing in the world? Some are just really bad at sex and are so scared of pain they just lay there, too tense to enjoy anything and half of the enjoyment in sex is watching the way a woman’s body moves at the heights of pleasure. There are times I’d rather have the whore than the innocent.

On the night of my 40th birthday, I got both in so many ways.

The Weekend Retreat Ch.04 {BDSM/ mdom/fsub}

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Enjoyyyy. Please let me know if you want more :D

Chapter 4: Saturday Morning

The next morning, Mia walked down to breakfast feeling so giddy. Last night was so much fun.

Today, she had such a packed day filled with classes and activities.

She really wanted to take advantage of everything this weekend had to offer. So, she had packed a small backpack with her essentials so she didn’t need to miss one slot in order to back to her room.

As she entered the busy lounge, Mia was so relieved she had a breakfast invitation from Erica and Eric. She was really hoping that she could just avoid Liam for the morning. Her gut told her that he made her feel uncomfortable. He was just so insistent, took the lead and made decisions without even consulting her. The fact he insisted on her taking the perfume straight away made her feel pressured.

True story of how my college room[m]ates helped change [m]y body image (x-post from r/NakedBuddiesStories) [exh]

My attitude toward nudity has evolved a lot over the years thanks to the friends I’ve made. I come from a conservative, somewhat sheltered upbringing, and I’ve always been a very self conscious person, especially when it came to my body. At the pool, I’m the guy who wouldn’t take off his shirt to go swimming. I mostly went to private schools growing up and didn’t get much of the gym changing room experience. But that was all about to change when I entered college.

My freshman year, I was thrown into a living situation with other guys, and for the first time, I saw how most guys my age acted. I was definitely the most straight laced of the group. I was a good student and they were partiers. Despite our very different personalities though we became good friends and I learned to start loosening up from them.

I quickly realized that other guys had a different attitude about their body. First of all, no one except for me wore clothes around the apartment, they just hung around in boxer shorts. (I never wore boxers before but I switched out all my briefs as soon as I could.) They had tons of stories about getting drunk and naked at parties / playing pranks on people, etc. Meanwhile, I was freaking out that someone might see me changing my clothes.

[MF] Armory Kink Tour in San Francisco inspires my (F25) sloppiest face fuck ever

Plug to u/WildTimes1990 for inspiring me to write this.

Back a few years ago, (I’m 33 now) Kink owned the Armory building in the Mission district of San Francisco. You could take tours of them filming BDSM scenes in addition to learning about history of the Armory. There was a whole group of friends of us taking a trip to SF and we took the tour, and it was really fun and awesome.

Afterwards we went to Smuggler’s Cove, a tiki bar and got SUPER wasted on tiki drinks. By the time we got back to the hotel room, the top floor suite at the Union Hotel, a few other guys and girls joined up and there were maybe 8-9 people in the room.

One of the guys on the trip I had wanted to hook up with for awhile (a GUATEMALAN GUY for one of my lame woke fans who got “distracted” by me mentioning that someone was black) and we finally had an opportunity. He was fucking hot, played guitar in a punk band and had really artsy tattoos all over his arms and was like a Chicano activist. Anyway, we were all drunk, talking about how hot and fun the Kink tour was and he was like “what was your favorite part?” And I thought about it and I was like “watching that girl get face fucked was kinda hot.” He was like “are you into that?” And I say “I could be…”

My [m/22] Nerdy Roommate [m/24] Got into Shape and Legit Stole my GF [f/21]

I moved in with a new roommate a few years ago. “Jacob” was a few inches taller than me but nerdy and incredibly awkward, the kind of guy you knew was a virgin well into his 20’s, if not still, and who didn’t go on a lot of dates in general. I wasn’t a super stud by any means but I knew how to talk to women and not freak them out, which put me above my mostly-nerdy friend group. I was one of a few of us who actually had a girlfriend, and I have to say I lucked out. My girlfriend, “Cynthia,” was a stout girl I met in a literature class. She had a thick body, a little bit of a belly, and love handles, but most importantly her tits were like big full cantaloupes hanging off her chest. I loved to see them bounce when she was on top of me, loved to stick my slightly-above-average-sized cock between them, and I especially loved how jealous my friends were that they were mine. I was the one who got to touch them at the end of the day, so it kind of made me untouchable in terms of insults. If Jacob ever said anything rude or disrespectful to me I could just play up Cynthia’s big cantaloupes and it would make him feel like crap.