Deflowering Olivia, Or The Taking Of A Sister-In-Law’s Virginity [MF][Mf][Creampie]

Craig arrived home after a particularly stressful day. His job wasn’t the most exciting, though it did pay well. He didn’t stand out at the office and, more often than not, chose to keep his head down. An early riser, he was the sort to get his work done early and beat the traffic on his evening commute. Getting home to spend time with his wife, Alison, and maybe have a beer or two while he watched television was what Craig considered an evening well spent.

Today was no different in that regard. Alison was in the kitchen preparing dinner and he greeted her as he usually did; hands on her hips, he kissed her shoulder and said, “Good afternoon.”

She let him kiss her but pulled away as he used his hands to draw her hips back into him. “Stop,” she said, though she maintained a playful demeanour which gave the impression that he should push further.

“Come on,” Craig laughed as he gently pressed her body against the edge of the counter. “Dinner can wait.”

“Uh, dinner can’t wait,” Alison replied. “I already have chicken in the oven.”

Cheating? [MF]

I had been married for 10 years and was in my early 40s. Like far too many people, the passion was lacking. 

By so many measures, things were great. Great kids, nice home, good jobs, etc. 

One problem we had always had sexually was that my wife was too uncomfortable with herself to enjoy receiving oral. And I love giving oral. 

When I was in my teens and 20s I was always freaked out about not being able to last long enough to please a partner. A couple of bad early premature ejaculation experiences had me terrified. 

So I developed very good oral skills. I figured that if I provided a couple (or more) really good organs through oral at the beginning, then maybe subsequent short comings would be less of an issue. 

I had ample experiences with multiple partners to know it was something I was good at. But my wife didn’t let herself enjoy it. 

As the passion waned, I really wanted to give mind blowing oral to a woman. I watched porn that focused on that and it was a regular fantasy. 

How [M]y bisexual friend taught me and a friend how to give oral (Part 4: final for now)

Maria dragged me back in bed. “If you fuck her just a little like you fucked me… Good luck, girl!” Jane said jokingly, and Maria started making out with me. I was laying on top of her and she turned me on my back after a few minutes. “I want to ride your face like yesterday” she says and turns around. She plants her pussy in my face and I immediately started to eat her out. “Let me prepare him for you.” Jane said while she started to jerk me off. I felt her warm mouth around my balls and Maria leaned forward. She started sucking my dick, and she slowly tried to take it deeper in her throat. “I love the sound of you gagging” Jane said when Maria again shoved my dick in her mouth. “Why don’t you lie down and Jack will fuck you, just as he fucked me.” Jane said, and she guided Maria to lay on the dry side of the bed.

Friend tells me about her first sexual experience. Not what I expected [Les] [Ff] [seduction] [kissing] [groping] [oral] [fingering]

This is a long post. I considered doing it in parts but feel it is best told as a whole.

This is a true story as told to me by a young woman who eventually became my girlfriend for a few years. Her name and the other character’s name of fictitious. I changed some details to disguise where this happened. The person I call Mira is still alive and hopefully living a happy life. The dialog is from my memory of the story she told me more than 40 years ago. I did my best with it.

In early 1978 I started dating Mira a 31 year old woman who lived in Washington, D.C. She was born and raised in the Deep South. Mira was a tall drink of water standing six feet tall. She had beautiful blue eyes, honey blond hair, medium to small breasts with pert nipples. She had a very athletic build – wide shoulders, small waist and a small, tight muscular ass on top of a the best legs of any woman I have known. Mira was very smart, funny and successful at work. She had graduated with honors from an expensive Eastern all-girls school.

Wife trains the babysitter par 4

(Checking in with the readers. If you enjoyed take a look at my other stories. I’d love feed back from any lady readers!)

I watch Sally leave and before she got out of the drive way my phine dinged.

“What did Mrs P get me?!?!? I’m dying to know! Did you tell her about our little conversation earlier?

I responded, “I’ll never tell. I hate when a surprise is ruined. And yes, I gave her my phone and let her read and saw everything”

“Whew, I was afraid she would be mad…. if you wont tell me that, will you tell me something else?”

I responded, “quite the opposite… she was definitely turned on. Depends on what the something else is”

Ding

“what’s something you’ve wanted in bed but Mrs P wouldn’t give you?”

I thought, Wow, what a question. I had to really think about my answer.

“Tbh honest we’ve done everything I have ever asked and vice versus. There is a pending request of letting me put her vibe instead of a finger in her ass while I fuck her but I know it will happen.”

The lesser man (MF)

I never really thought I would find myself in this sort of situation. Let this be a warning to everyone out there. Make sure you and your spouse are sexually compatible before marriage. I always held a relatively high opinion of myself. I was always popular, I know I’m attractive (~6’1” and in decent shape), and I have a successful career. In fact I’ve been the one to turn down hookups much of my life as a serial monogamist. I don’t even think any exes have complained about my bedroom skills. But now I’m regularly listening to other men fuck my wife.

I met Sara shortly after a nasty breakup. Maybe it was karma, I cheated on the poor girl and she found out. Nothing more there, I was the asshole and I needed to do some serious soul searching. Sara really did seem to be the answer. After Chelsea nearly murdered me, I returned to my hometown. My company has an office here and I was able to easily transfer.

Abstaining for 2 weeks before the wedding…this is a horrible idea…[M] 35, [F] 30

First time posting something like this…so a little background..(M)e and My (F)iance have been together for over 4 years, live together and have a 2 yr old.
She is 5’5 petite, amazing small milky tits with eraser nipples and an ass I wanna be buried in. I’m 5’5 muscular (personal trainer) dreads and a not porn but avg/slightly above black dick.
She is absolutely my best friend and partner in crime.
Since we get married in a couple weeks (Jan 15) we (stupidly) decided it would be a good idea to abstain until we’re actually married. And I mean abstain from EVERYTHING. No p in v, oral, handies nothing!
With a kid it’s definitely harder to get that alone time but we land in the 2-3x a week and wishing for more area.
This will serve as a running update for the struggles and the “cummyache” that we both will undoubtedly experience. Mainly bc we’re basically going to edge each other for 2 weeks lol

Y’all ever try to fuck after a marathon? [FM]

This story is 100% pure comedy. If you want hot sex, go to almost anything else I’ve posted.

Once upon a time I was one of those people who despised working out. When people asked how I stayed in shape I would answer “woodworking and lovemaking,” but the truth is I’ve just been blessed with good genes and am naturally thin.

Then I started dating a marathon runner. He’s one of those annoyingly healthy people who gets up at 5:00am to run and meditate.

*We get it. You’re good at life, you fucking show off.*

Back then you could not drag me out of bed before the workday began and I regularly skipped meals and survived mainly on coffee and chicken nuggets.

Then the pandemic hit.

It became clear very quickly I needed a hobby outside and running was the natural endgame.

As much as exercising is the fucking worst, I’m a fan of certain side effects, namely my body was banging while I was training for a marathon. I actually don’t think I lost weight when I took up this hobby, but rather gained muscle and stamina.

Hate Fucking a Total Bastard (29f) [FM]

There’s an old expression that love and hate are two sides of the coin. Personally I disagree. Hatred is far, FAR stronger. Love – at least in my experience – is something floaty, whimsical and ethereal, but hatred is primal and visceral. All consuming. Both are unquestionably strong passions, but one is a largely internal and self reflecting affair, while the other both burns and radiates, utterly unable to be contained.

Hatred – real, vein twitching, palm sweating, fury igniting hatred – is something that, mercifully, doesn’t come along very often. While it’s far to say we’ve all got dozens upon dozens of people we may intensely *dislike* (or perhaps that’s just me. My enemies list is sizeable!), there’s a significant void between dislike and blood bursting hate. I dare say there may be a significant number of individuals out there who have been lucky enough to skip through their lives without ever truly hating anyone. And I’m delighted for them (But they also make my dislike list, because I’d never truly trust someone so capable of remaining calm!).

The time I [M] went over to a milf’s house for a bj

This was a few years ago right before covid started. I was 25 at the time, and had matched with an older woman in her 40s on a dating app where we decided to meet up in person after a few weeks of messaging. We met at a restaurant within walking distance of her place for some drinks then moved things to her house which was three stories. We came through a back entrance to the lowest level where we hung out on her patio drinking, kissing and snuggling with each other as her kids played video games upstairs. She had all the doors locked to our floor and assured me we wouldn’t be interrupted.

For reference, she was in her mid 40s, long wavy black hair, full lips, big tits (at least DDD if I had to guess). I’m tall with a thin/athletic build. Anyway she puts on some music, comes back to snuggle as we continue to make out and start getting more handsy with each other. After a few minutes we move things to the bed, continuing making out and start taking off each other’s clothes. As we’re doing so she tells me she’s only comfortable with oral for the first night, which was fine with me.