[MF] [FF] [FFM] First Time At The Swingers Club

I can’t believe it actually happened.

As a younger person the thought of sharing my wife with another was appalling but as I aged the fantasy grew. The erotic swinger stories, the porn, all the captioned photos and GIFs became one of my favorite categories. What always lingered in the back of my head was wondering how I would really feel about it. In that post nut clarity would you be able to handle your wife with another man? Would she be able to handle you being with another person? Would it ruin a perfect marriage?

I have a lot of fantasies. My wife does not orgasm. She has like an automatic shut off switch and while I certainly get her going, she hops off or pulls back just as she would be carried all the way over the edge. It’s like a mini or almost-gasm. She is 100% happy and satisfied about this and gets exactly what she wants out of our playtime or if she’s solo. A small part of me that feels this as a sting to my own manliness or sexual prowess. I’ve been able to make past partner’s orgasm no problem. It’s fine that she doesn’t but it’s an amazing feeling to bring a woman an orgasm and I’ve longed to do it for years. I’ve had the thought of her being with a much larger man and potentially pushing over the edge. A longer girthy dick filling her completely, fucking her longer, better and deeper. I’ve gotten off to the thought many times.

The Consummation [Mf][First]

The Consummation.

*The Proposition and Negotiation [Mast] Pt 2*

Within days of moving into the house, Mia had an interview and was expected to start a training and assessment period for a new job. Oma had started opening the house up. Peter was away for longer than expected, wouldn’t be returning for another week. Peter came home, stayed for two weeks, then left again, without making any demands on them. Oma and Mia helped themselves one night, Peter leaving on his next trip with a smile on his face. Mia’s position firmed up and she began work in a full time job on considerably better wage than she had ever had.

Peter returned from his trip and joined them for dinner on the Friday evening in the kitchen.

“Tomorrow night, we are going to have a private dinner party.” Peter started.

“Oh!” Katja replied, “How many guests?”

“Two.” And Ana knew.

“Yes, and it is about time.” she said. “Mamma has a job, you, Oma, are running the house, and it is time for me to fulfill my part.”

The Blowjob Arrangement

Inspired by the amazing feedback I got on another recent post I decided to finally finish an old draft. I hope I’ve managed to keep the tense and perspective straight this time. It does switch from past tense to present tense half way, that is intentional.

Themes include free use, submission, oral, power differences, small cock worship, bondage, infidelity, and blackmail. I hope you enjoy.

Fifteen years ago I was in a near impossible situation. My entire school career hinged on this final presentation and I was about to fuck it up big time. I asked my classmate James for help, pleaded, begged even, and all he did was shrug and say “you deserve to fail”. I was out of ideas.

“I’ll suck your dick!”

I didn’t even consider what I was offering, but I wasn’t going to let years of school go down the drain. James let out a loud laugh then looked at me like I couldn’t be serious. James was brilliant, but cocky and had a tendency to rub people the wrong way. He had few friends who appreciated his demeanor, and no female friends that I knew about. He was tall and stocky and usually looked unkept, but he was handsome enough if he would just put in an ounce of effort.

Chrissy [MF]

I met Chrissy on the whisper app, I made yet another post on how my marriage sucked and she chatted me up about how her’s was lousy as well. We shared similar situations, dead bedrooms, distant partners, for lack of a better term we both lacked intimacy.
It wasn’t long before we were sexting, her sending me pics of her tits and ass, me showing her how hard that made me. We shared our kinks and fetishes, things we kept private from most. She made no mistake that I wasn’t her type physically, so it would never go anywhere, but that we had an emotional connection so she didn’t mind getting off with me online.
When my birthday came around I was spending it alone in my business, I wanted to be closed but I was waiting on a parts shipment and had to be there to receive the package. To pass the time, I opened the chat and began talking her up to pass the time. At one point she made a reference to how at least I’d get a bj today because it was my birthday. I gave her a sad emoji and said not likely. She said we should fix that and asked if she could come to my office. I was literally shaking with nervous energy as I replied with a yes.
When she arrived I locked the door behind her and we walked through the shop and into my office. She didn’t waste any time. She spun and immediately brought her lips to mine and we locked in a deep and passionate kiss. My hand found her ass covered only by a thin layer of yoga pants and my cock instantly hardened. This was the first woman I had touched like this in years.
You felt her hand begin rubbing my hardness over my jeans and moaned j to her mouth. To be honest I don’t know how I managed to stop myself from cumming right then and there. I slid my hand around and tried to work it into her waist band, she stepped back and said no, She didn’t want me touching her there. I was a little taken aback but stopped my advance.
She smiled and said this is all you get today. She slowly knelt before me as she unbuckled my belt. In an instant my jeans and boxer briefs were at my ankles and she was stroking me inches from her face. She leaned in and her tongue made contact in the underside where the balls meet the base, slowly and deliberately she took one long lick up the shaft and swirled her tongue around the head. Thankfully my desk was right behind me because I stumbled back and landed in a half sitting / half lean on it.
In a blink she took my whole cock in her mouth, her lips against my shaved skin at the base. I could feel her tongue swirling around my shaft as she swallowed the whole thing. It was obvious that when she told me in chats that she loved giving head that she wasn’t lying, this girl made oral an art form.
I’d love to say I held out and it took effort on her part to make me explode, but she was great at sucking dick and it had been way too long for me (not that I’d have held out much longer either way). She began bobbing her head as her drool dripped between my legs and involuntarily stiffened up. I gave the gentlemanly warning that I was close l, not knowing her intentions in regard to swallowing, but she never changed her pace.
As I started to cum she she swallowed and took my whole length in her mouth again, her tongue working through my whole orgasm. My legs shaking as she held my softening manhood in her mouth. She released my cock, stood and wiped the drool from her chin smiling at me. We kissed again and she said “happy birthday ” .
I gave her a water from my office fridge, and she told me she had to be on her way. It was our one and only meetup, and not long after she left her husband and began dating another man, at that point her sexting sessions with me kind of faded and we drifted apart. It still remains one of my best birthdays ever, and probably the best head I’ve ever had.

After 40 years, a story about [M]e finally getting to practice eating some [F]antastic pussy at an erotic massage parlor

Tw: sex work, depression, body image issues – are those triggers? I dunno

I mostly want to chronicle this for my own sake, but if other people find it interesting that’s cool too. Go to the ***** if you want to get to the interesting sexy part. This first part will just be me setting the table by talking about my past.
I recently turned forty, but I’ve had fewer sexual partners in my life than many teenagers. I spent many earlier years of my life lonely and depressed, suffering from body image issues related to being a lot smaller in stature than most males my age. My first sexual experience wasn’t until I was 25 and it was with a sex worker. I’m not ashamed of that, I’m glad I did it. I appreciate what sex workers do and thank them for making a guy like me feel good, even if it’s temporary and not necessarily “real”.

My summer camp gf (MF 19)

I worked at a summer camp when I was in high school and college. The camp staff were mostly male, but every summer we had some girls on staff. Needless to say those girls were in high demand amongst the male staff. It was almost like a race because every single girl on staff would end up coupled up and if you did not get one right away, the summer was just too short.

I had a gf back home the first several summers I worked there, so I never entered the race. But, the summer after my gf and I broke up, I was presented with an opportunity I could not pass up.

Before the campers arrived, the staff would set up the camp and do some training. One day, the camp director asked me to drive one of the camp vans to pick up some foreign staff from a bus depot and show them around camp. I picked up two girls and a guy from Europe (not saying what country). The girls were both very attractive. Honestly,
I ignored the guy, I really don’t remember much about him.

Enter The Labyrinth Act I – Chapter 6 [GAY] [FANTASY] [EROTIC HORROR]

**2097 WORDS**

Warning: this is a work of homosexual erotic horror. It contains dark themes including but not limited to rape, torture, slavery, kidnapping, and some surreal kinks. It does not include any bestiality, piss or scat play, or underage content. Please read responsibly.

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After a few minutes in the pit of tentacles, Avi had calmed himself enough to discern that he could actually touch the bottom. If he stood on his tiptoes, he could barely keep his head above the tendrils. He realized that he was actually knee-deep in a sticky, slimy substance, either a byproduct of the tentacles or some kind of food source. Avi didn’t care to find out.

“Stay up, James,” said Avi. “S-stay with me.” Three or four tentacles were massaging Avi’s dick, and the occasional moan of pleasure betrayed his present terror. James held onto Avi with his arms firmly around his neck, groaning in discomfort as the tentacles fondled him so soon after he had orgasmed.

James seemed to be about five and a half feet tall, roughly a half a foot shorter than Avi. If James tried to stand up, he would be completely immersed in the tentacles. It was already hard enough for James to keep them out of his mouth, so if he let go of Avi, he’d be completely unable to breathe.

Pay back, f/f, oral, toys, fingering, oral

It was the next morning at Alex’es house. She let me stay the night since I wasn’t able to go home. I must say that my pussy was really tired but it was worth it. I haven’t felt that kind nor amount of pleasure yet. 

We were just laying in her bed naked as we fell asleep yesterday.

I gave her a kiss on the cheek but she pulled me in for a real makeout session. Our naked bodies rubbed together as our tongues interlocked. I lowered my hand to her inviting looking tits. I squished them in my hands as she moaned in my mouth. 

My hand was eager to touch her pussy but I didn’t. I pulled myself closer and whispered in her ear.

“Can I touch you, it must be hard not to cum for the third time now?”

“You really do have a smart little brain. Go on princess.”

I took the blanket of of our bodies.  My hands went to her legs and spread them apart. 

“Would you like to position yourself in any other way?”

Becca Pt2

There’s no worse feeling in the world than that of anxious anticipation, especially of the unknown. My patient Becca and I shared a wonderfully passionate intimate moment during our last session. After making her cum with my skillful fingers I gave Becca my email, so she and I can communicate outside the office without our respective spouses ever finding out. 

So stupid! Did I do something wrong? What if she tells her husband? Worse, what if she complains? I should always take their contact, not the other way around. Fear started to creep up on me, and my confidence started to shake. My biggest anxiety was that I would lose my job, and that my wife will find out why. Minutes felt like hours, and days droned on like weeks! Painfully unbearable. What added to my paranoia was the simple fact that Becca hasn’t shown up for her treatments for a couple of days. Radio silent, and a no show, I thought every time I’d obsessively check my email, growing frustrated and angry. My mind was going crazy with every possible negative scenario. 

The relief I felt when I finally received her email was completely indescribable. All she wrote was;

A typical night for my lover and I [MF]

My G(F20), and I M(21), have a pretty active sexual lifestyle. We love pleasuring each other (also a great relationship outside of sex). When we cum together, we usually have to lay there for a couple minutes to recover because it’s so intense. Usually anything is on the table, and we like to experiment.

My GF is a petite girl with a wild sex drive. I love everything about her. Her little lips, tiny waist, the way I can put my hands around her body, oh my gosh it drives me insane. She knows that I love her body, and will often paint her nails just for me, and make sure her skin is as soft as can be.

I’m a lean dude, about 5’11 and I workout all the time. I’ve got about a 7 inch thick cock, so I usually have to go a little slow for her. She loves to remind me how perfect it is.

Generally, we get into bed around 10 or 11 and have some together time. Laugh, watch videos or movies, and cuddle. That’s when i’ll usually make my move. I’ll give her a look, and she knows that she is about to be trembling.