[MF] How I (30F) learned that I can have g-spot orgasms.

If you’ve been following my posts, you know I love to give the whole backstory, but as always, scroll down to the dashes if you want to skip straight to the sexy stuff.

I had just been through an ugly break up with a couple I had been very seriously dating who turned out to be codependent, and I was working through some shit. I was feeling sad, bored, in need of validation and super horny. Like *really* super horny. For reasons I won’t bore you by getting into, I hadn’t even been able to masturbate for several weeks. So naturally, I downloaded Tinder. I had zero intention of getting into a relationship. To be honest, I really just expected to match some hot people and get an ego boost out of it. But part of me was definitely hoping for a good hard fuck.

Never Have I Ever

Wrote this in notes on mobile. Hopefully the formatting isn’t jacked up. (Bi & straight)

Melissa & Josh had become a thing after their cabin encounter. He broke it off with his girlfriend and he and Melissa were inseparable. They were dancing around the idea of moving in together but both still wanted their autonomy, keep some mystery in the relationship. However, their excursions to the cabin became more frequent. Often, some of the other couples joined them. It was a good escape, to just hang out together, smoke & drink a little to relax and get away from the hassles that came with every day life in the city.

Cory & Tabitha had joined them this particular weekend, along with Damien and Tristan. They were all in their middle 30’s, fairly diverse in their opinions about everything so conversation was always interesting. Especially with a lowered filter. Tonight, however, Tabitha had a different idea…a game. Tabitha was a gorgeous Korean-black woman. Slender, with a fantastic head of black curls that streamed down her back. She was rather exotic looking. But she was ridiculously down to earth, playful, downright ornery at times. How she got Cory mystified everyone. He was pretty ordinary, had been losing his hair since his junior year so he just did away with it. He was a bit of a nerd, as a computer engineer, most of his contributions regarding his professional life went over their heads or were just uninteresting. Still a good guy, and Tabitha brought him out of his shell. He could almost be considered extroverted around her.

Seeing Blow Jobs in A New Light [F]

First time poster etc.

While 2020 has been the year from hell – it has helped cement the end of DB situation for me (F 30s) and my partner (M 30s). Which has been awesome. Part of this DB situation was a medical issue where I just couldn’t get aroused and now that it is fixed I still have a hard time with having truly mind shattering orgasms (like I used to). It’s been tough, as you can imagine before now if and when we had sex I wanted it to be quick and really for his pleasure. As time has leveled things out that has shifted to sex seeking enjoyment, passion and fun even if my climaxes are shallower than before.

Euphoria Hotel Part 5: (freeuse) (MFF) (anal)

Andrew spent much of the afternoon alternating between searching his calendar for another weekend to sneak down to the Euphoria Hotel and watching his fellow hotel guests enjoying the resort’s liberating rules. Every so often, he would join into ongoing acts. He spent a minute getting his dick sucked by the pool by a member of the staff making the rounds, and later threw a few backstrokes to a girl giving head in the lounge. All the while, he thought of his ideal way to end the night.

Circling the pool later, he saw Paige again. Remembering their fun from yesterday, he hurried over to her. She looked ecstatic to see him again and came over to meet him, allowing him to grip her milky, luscious ass. He delighted in squeezing her huge ass and their faces met in a lust filled kiss. “I’m feeling very hungry. Do you think you can satisfy me?” Andrew whispered.

[MF] [oral] [rom] ROUTINE – A routine evening with the girl known online as HAK. She spends some time with her husband. Based on true events.

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Routine. I’m sitting in my favorite chair, too soft for my husband but it’s perfect for me. Playing my DS. Stupid little game, trying to get my brain to match my body’s tiredness. A million things going through my mind. Little things. Checklists. Did this or that chore gets done? Did I remember to put gas in the car? What should I pull out of the freezer tomorrow for dinner? Routine.

And there’s the smell. My husband. He’s behind me. Smells so good. I pretend I don’t know he’s there, continue playing my game but really, I can’t focus on the screen. I feel his breath on my ear and then there’s a kiss on my neck, hot, wet. I shiver. I feel him smile against my skin and then he pulls away and says, “I’m going to bed, hon.”

This is the moment of our routine where I get to make a choice. Do I let him go to bed alone or do I go with him? So many questions rolled into that single statement. Was he just kissing me to be affectionate? Does he want to have sex? If he wants to have sex, will it be quick or slow? Do I want to have sex? A million little questions. Routine.

The continuing adventures of me and Val [M][F]

In the beginning of our relationship, Val and I wanted to make sure we were doing things right this time. So, we weren’t in a rush to jump right into bed just yet. We had years of each other’s lives that we had to catch up on. That first taste would have to last us and we were fine with it.

She met my kids, I met her son. Her mother and my parents still remembered one another and got along. We had plenty of date nights together. We made out and groped each other constantly. We were happy with that.

We dated like this for a solid 6 months. Of course, the want was there. Text messages got more and more racy, certain pictures were exchanged. It wasn’t long before we couldn’t take it anymore.

I managed to get the whole week off for the 4th of July. She had work for the first part of the week and I had my kids, so I decided that I would throw a bbq on the fourth. She brought her mom and her son and my family came too. We all had a great time hanging out. The kids played and the adults laughed and joked. Val pulled me to the side and informed me that her mother was going to take little man for the night. When every one else went home, she was all mine. She then kissed me and ran her hand across the front of my shorts.

I was solo in a medical clinic and could entertain [MF]. Afternoon delights : )

I had been emailing K for several days. She had a profile on an adult dating site and was actually closer to me than indicated. Early 30’s, not married , no kids  5′ 4″ , average build and  she looked good in her photos.  She was available to visit at my office  in the afternoon We went over favourite positions. I mentioned that a nice one to start was her sitting in a chair and me alternating between oral on her and penetration.  When I told K, “I’m looking forward to tasting you ” , K, said “I would probably taste you first. Game on ! A date was set . But it was a winter storm day. Darn ! K came the next day.

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 46: The Circle Revisited (MMMMffff, oral, light BD)

“Please…” the girls said in unison, before each of them were silenced by a thick, hot, hard cock being pressed to their lips. As a unit, the Daddy’s Girls all opened wide and accepted the stiff throbbing phallus into their wet, willing mouths.

The men groaned in unison at the sensation of their pricks being sucked deeply into the ravenous mouth before them. Each fed his man-meat to the kneeling girl in front of him; each of the girls moaning as they slaved their tongues all over the cock in their mouths.

In and out, the girls bobbed they heads on the delicious pricks, slaving their tongues all over the swollen heads and stiff shafts, moaning loudly, drooling freely. The tongue action they had all received just made then even hotter, and now they each resolved to take out their passions on the stiff dick presented to them.

The men were not quite prepared for the sudden onslaught, and they all placed their hands on the girl’s head before them, guiding them to suck them slow and deep.

A sexy Scottish bartender [mf] [oral] [from behind] [one-night-stand]

I had just moved to a small city in Scotland, and there was a pub just 5 minutes away that I’d been going to for something to do in the evenings. However it wasn’t just the pints that kept me coming back. One of the bartenders that worked there was one of the most attractive men I’d ever seen. Probably around 6’4″, long dark hair that was in a bun most of the time, tattoos all the way up his thick arms. Arms that looked they could throw me around with ease. And that quintessential Scottish accent that was the cherry on top, making me absolutely weak at the knees.

It had been a long time since I’d gotten laid, and I found myself one night sitting at the bar daydreaming about the bartenders strong hands on my tiny waist, up to my boobs, his lips on my neck, one of his hands traveling back down to reach up my skirt. I suddenly realized that I wasn’t staring into space, but directly at the bartender and he was staring back at me. My eyes went wide and I quickly looked down at my drink. After a second I chanced a quick look and saw him smirking as he was turning away to get someone else a drink. That was embarrassing, but the smile was a good sign. Maybe it was time I shoot my shot.

My slut Stacy [consensual][cuckhold]

 
“I’m 5 charts down and I’m going to be late.  You should go the bar without me.  I will meet you there.”  The end of my shift couldn’t come fast enough.  I needed a few beers.  I needed a release and Stacy always knows how to make me feel better.
 

“That’s okay lover.  I will start without you, but don’t be too late… I don’t want to finish without you.”  Her sexy talk always had hidden meaning and innuendo.  I know she does it for my benefit.  She knows I am a voyeur and she knows I like to watch her tease the guys. 
 

“You know I would love to be there for the finish. I will do my best.  Keep a seat warm for me.  I’m typing as fast as I can.”  My shifts are supposed to end at 19:00, but today I’m stuck on mandatory overtime.  It’s already 23:00.  I really need to get moving. 
 

Half an hour later… “bling.” I have a text message.  “Jimmy says hurry up and get your ass here.”