[MF] Gloryhole (public, exhib, kink)

This is a true story that happened a few months ago. I wrote about it for my blog and have tried to make it more of a story, less a ‘stream of consciousness’. Hope you enjoy.

I couldn’t wait anymore, I had to stop and have a pee.

After driving most of the afternoon, I was nearly (about half an hour or so away from) home, and I just wanted to finish the journey.

I pulled in at the layby; not a service station, just an old fashioned brick building with a gents, disabled and a ladies – which is where I headed for after parking up close by and locking the car with the remote.

It wasn’t as grim as I’d feared, but not exactly luxury. It was clean, which is the main thing. Poorly lit and a bit dim.

Anyway, I closed the door and locked it, then pulled my knickers down around my ankles and the bliss of emptying myself and relieving the pressure on my bladder was lovely. The flow slowed and the hissing noise faded, the trickle of the final droplets echoing slightly in the empty place.

Not sure if [MM] is wanted here, but here are some of (m)y experiences (x-post gaystoriesgonewild)

During high school, I had a bunch of sexual interactions with several guys. I’ll tell you about the one I did the most with, because the most interesting stories were with him (we’ll call him ‘John’). John arrived a few years into high school, and we became friends quickly as we were both pretty withdrawn guys. At that time I was just starting the become aware of my sexuality, so when we started talking about masturbation quite often my ears pricked up. We’d discuss how long it took to cum, what kinds of porn we were into, how long our dicks were, and so on. We also quite regularly played truth or dare, which as anyone who has played will tell you is sexual experimentation waiting to happen.

In the Back Room With Shana [MF]

This happened quite a while ago with my first girlfriend. She was my first for just about everything. First handjob, blowjob, sex… everything. Shana was short, at around 5’3″, and petite, weighing in at just over 100 pounds. She had long, black hair that reached down to her ass, which was nice and round as she was a runner. Her B cup tits were perky, with puffy areolas and pencil eraser nipples.

Shana was a year older than me and we both worked at the same regional supermarket. She was strictly a cashier, while I was a cashier, worked the customer service desk, wrangled carts, etc. One night we were both working the same shift, her as a cashier and me working mostly outside getting carts and whatnot. About halfway through our shift I went inside to see if she wanted to go on break, but she was nowhere to be seen. I asked a coworker where she went, and was told that she was in the back of the store doing some training. To set the scene, the training room was a small room with two computers set up and not much else.

[FM] Mutual Masturbation in the Sauna

Some years back when I [F] was struggling for work I got a job in a health club. I planned to only be there temporary but like all things weeks rolled into months etc and I was actually there in the end for just short of two years. It was predominantly frequented by mums while the kids are at school and other than the odd fitness class they tended to use it as a meeting place for coffee and chit chat.

This was not enough to keep the business viable so the management decided to promote the gym to get more men in on the basis they are more likely to work out rather than chat. The idea being that a busy gym will attract more people in general. Made no sense to me but then I’m not management.

The various promotions and advertising did bring in more men but this then had a negative effect on the women cliental. Women in general, being the self-conscious creatures, started to steer completely clear of the gym as more and more men started pumping the iron.

[F] Lunch time masturbation in the car

I have found with age (I’m now 30 and a bit) my sex drive has got higher and higher. The other day I was having my lunch in the park. While I was there the workmen started to cut the grass. They were using those sit on type mowers and whipping along at a quite a quick pace.

I never gave them much notice until they got nearer and nearer. One of them crossed the path and proceeded to cut the grassy are directly behind me. This is when I started to feel some vibration through the bench.
I was wearing jeans without nickers and the way I was sitting the gusset of the jeans wear various pieces of denim are joined together was putting pressure on my clitoris. Within seconds the vibrations caused a stir of excitement in my crutch and I could feel my lips starting to swell.

Once I had recognised what was happening I had the overwhelming urge to have an orgasm. The grass cutter wasn’t around for long. A few passes and they moved off back onto the main field.

Our [FF]irst Swinging Experience [MFMF]

For those of you here just for the sexy stuff, check out after the line *Disclaimer; I’m no writer, but i’ve lurked this sub for about a year now and just had to share my experience.* Hope you enjoy

 

We had been together for five years at this point, Zee and I. We had decided some weeks back that we were going to give the lifestyle a go. So after joining up to a very active swinging site and exploring all of our sexy options we settled on the hottest couple of kinky motherfuckers you’ve ever seen. Jane, short and volumptuous, the perfect hourglass figure and boasting humongous 34G breasts. Short blond pixie cut hair style which just added to the punk/alternative kinky vibe she had going on.
Stu, Tall and handsome with deep ginger hair and perfectly maintained beard.
We messaged them on the platform and introduced ourselves.
“Hey guys, you look AMAZING, we see that you’re pretty local and would be interested if you could show us the ropes … and chains, and be our first meet’
A few hours later came the reply. “You guys are smoking hot! Of course we would love to, what are you up to tonight?’

First threesome [MMF] Can anyone relate to being the nervous newbie?

I have been in a long relationship that is not going too well at this point. Yesterday my girlfriend went for her monthly visit out of state to visit her family so I had my one night of freedom that is normally spent getting a buzz on at the local bar and passing out alone. I snapped a quick candid pic of the GF getting dressed earlier that day and sent it to my buddy who I often trade pics with. He replied with two of his girl that she has obviously willingly posed for. In interest of anonymity we will call this couple Mike and Molly

The GF left around 3 pm and I proceeded to lie around looking at dirty things on Reddit, and ended up masturbating twice mainly out of boredom. I text Mike around 7pm asking what he and Molly were doing for the evening. It took awhile for a response but we eventually set plans to go out drinking and that they would pick me up. He also said that Molly would “probably get naked” after some drinks. It’s also important to mention that I had never actually met Molly, only saw her nudes.

‘V-V’- The first story of a new author. [FF] [MindControl] [Sci-Fi]

After her description was finished Victoria’s arm cage was once again removed, however even with the lack of armed guards Victoria did not consider running away, something that we were expecting of her. While the woman returned to her seat behind the table the woman on the left got up and removed her clothes before approaching Victoria. Then the woman went on to reach out and grope Victoria’s breast, in an automatic movement Victoria went on to grab the woman’s wrist while anger burned in her eyes. The woman in the middle of the table quickly went on to press the button again and more liquid sprayed on Victoria’s tongue. Without any explanation Victoria’s mindset changed and she began to find the woman in front of her attractive, sexy even. This was unusual for Victoria, not because she had anything against women but because Victoria never had much interest in sex, yet now even in front of an audience she found it hard to look away from the woman and even felt a desire to touch her.

[28m] Sloshy Halloween Romp 2/3 [mf]

Fireside
English is still not the first Language, bear with me

…and the fastest way there is by a lick of your lips and it is on your tongue, tongue dancing around .y dangerously stiff manhood. It threatens to spew decadence into you and all around you, and all over you. You could stop… My pained groans of enjoyment whitewash your sensibilities and I coat the back of your throat with a flurry of warm gratitude. Your senses swell and are broiling with emotion. Every scent and sound and throb of my mast is your own possession. The delicate motions of your lips against the padding of your leggings grabs and pulls at them as you wish I will later that eve with my own careful teeth and beard clad lips. You follow my hips, cheeks clattering with thirst for just one more drop of your precious reward. 2 years as indentured servant to a class 3 vampire, and thus far you had only been granted your lips to taste the infinite on the rare occasion that you impressed me.

[MF] First AOL Meeting, First 20-something, First Contact, First Puddle (very long)

(If you want to skip straight to the sex, scroll down to the first break. This is a long one.)

Back in the late 90s, I thought I was a god on the nascent internet. I hung out in all the right AOL chatrooms, visited all the right websites, and sysop’d all the right BBSes in my local area. I was 18, and I’d been reading erotica text files and hosting pornographic pictures on my own BBS for years already. That plus some built-in predilections led me to know that I was into spanking.

I also didn’t have a ton of friends at college. My roommate was cool, and there were some other folks I hung out with, but by and large I spent most of my time online. And, as you did with AOL back in those days, you would see people come into a chatroom, you’d check their profile, and you’d send them a message, hoping to start a conversation.

Even back then I’d learned from other women on my local BBSes that men online were generally assholes who only asked “A/S/L” (kids, ask your parents) and treated women like crap. I tried not to be that way, and I guess it worked, because one October evening I clicked on a profile that interested me, said hello, and struck up a conversation.