Winter Romp [mF] [MILF] [PAWG] [holidays] [fiction]

Jingle Bells played in the background as an epic snowball fight raged between Team Red and Team Blue on the northern end of the golf course on the outskirts of Bloomfield, Iowa. The fight wasn’t chaos, it had rules similar to dodge ball. One team on one side of the battlefield and the other team on the other side. The battle lines had been marked with flags. The scores were tied 9 to 9. This was the tenth and final round and neither team was giving the other an easy win.

Each team had eight players at full strength. Eight people were now in the Dead Zone, a place for those who had been killed in action by snowball to wait until the next fight to join their team. Three players currently remained on Team Red and five on Team Blue.

Nineteen-year-old Kyle hurled himself onto the snow-covered lawn and rolled away from a barrage of snowballs that landed and exploded in white mist where he had just been a second ago. He wore the red beanie of Team Red. His two surviving compatriots were ten and thirteen years of age respectively, brothers Scott and Marcus.

Final Support [FM] [hotwife] [dom/sub] [fiction]

It had come to this.

She always knew it was a very likely outcome, but not in this particular way. She felt guilty as well. Karen knew that most of her friends and relatives would side with her husband, Gary, if the full story ever came out. She highly doubted it would.

She would never tell the truth of it, if pressed for a story, and neither would Gary and Nick. They were bound by their initial agreement, and despite the current state of separation, they would stick to it. She silently thanked the fates that she could have such confidence in these two men who had given her so much joy, passion and pleasure for almost a whole year as part of a love triangle-slash-open marriage.

Her friends and relatives would only know that Gary and Karen Hubble had come to a disagreement in their eight-year-long marriage that could not be reconciled, and so they had settled for a divorce and she had soon after shacked up with Nick Argos, a co-worker of hers who had been supportive during this difficult time of divorce. This story would be accepted and everyone would move on, including herself, Gary and Nick.

Office Hours [Mff] [ff] [handjob] [oral] [creampie] [professor-student]

Professor Watney was reading the newspaper in his office when the two freshmen students stopped by. It was technically Office Hours, and while most days no students showed up, he felt it was still his duty to be available just in case. His office was located in a quiet part of the basement of the science complex, and passers-by were rare, let alone students with questions.

“Hi ladies,” the professor said, “Are you lost? Which room are you looking for?”

“Uh, isn’t this your Office Hours? I’m Cameron, from your Anatomy lab?” the first girl asked, even though it wasn’t really a question.

“Oh, right, right, Cameron,” Professor Watney stammered, then looked at the other girl, “And you are, uh…” It wasn’t that he was bad at memorizing people’s names. But for his freshmen sections, he’d long ago stopped bothering to try.

The two girls looked at each other. Watney couldn’t read the meaning of the glance.

“I’m Lacy,” the other girl said.

“Of course, yes, and so Cameron and Lacy, come in, take a seat,” he said, “What can I help you with? How is your takehome lab coming?”

Erotica Featuring…Dating Boundaries During the Coronavirus Times (M/F)

We fucked the first night we met. We caught each other’s eye at a friend’s party and talked for hours until he asked to kiss me. Never have I ever wanted to tear someone’s clothes off so fast in my life. The tenderness of his lips, the firmness of his touch, and the presence of his energy set every part of me on fire.

That was before.

Before the city was on the brink of shutting down, before the panic set in, before the hoarding and fear threatened to turn everything inside out.

I was casually dating a list of humans that was dwindling from going on actual dates and having actual sex to just hanging out via Facetime as the precautions were setting in and we were working to keep ourselves safe as best as we knew how. This only amplified my desire to be close to someone, to feel someone’s skin against mine.

He was in a non-monogamous relationship with a pediatrician. They had different boundaries as to how to proceed and he wanted to get coffee and talk about it two weeks after we met.

Eating pussy [m]akes me cum early.

The setting here is a pretty simple one. I met a girl on OkCupid, we flirted a bunch, and she invited me over to drink wine and “watch a movie”. I don’t remember what the movie was; we were making out the whole time.

Now, I take pride in my oral skills. I spent a good amount of time honing and perfecting them, and I can genuinely say that giving head is one of my favorite parts of sex. So you can imagine that I was pretty happy when she practically growled in my ear “Want to eat my pussy?”

She lay back on her bed and let me do my thing. I was in heaven, burying my face deep and just doing what I do best. Before too long, I could tell she was getting close, and then she grabbed me by the hair and ground up and down my face, cumming hard.

Thing is, so did I. As I felt her convulsions on my face, I couldn’t help myself. I came, so very hard, grinding into the bed and feeling my load coat my shaft and balls, getting everything sticky.

I gave my anal virginity to my husband’s client [MF]

Over the years, there’s been a few times where my husband has entertained clients for his job. This means getting dolled up for a night out at a fancy restaurant and drinks afterwards, usually when my husband and the client wander off to the other side of the hotel bar to “talk business” while leaving us wives to indulge in alcohol and mindless chit chat.

However there was one client that was different than all the others. And not only did he turn out to be a hot memory, he actually changed my sex life.

For the story, I’ll call him Stefan. He was European, a little shorter than my husband but was in good shape and I found him quite handsome. He was around my age at the time and married, although I ended up never meeting his wife.

When we met at the restaurant my husband introduced me to Stefan and his business partner. As we got seated and started talking it became clear that his business partner was the financial “brains” of the operation while Stefan was more like the face of the company. Both seemed to be polite and interesting to talk to and we all had fun at dinner.

[FFM] Taking it to the next level with her friend

As long as we have been married, my wife has maintained a close relationship with her college roommate Jen. Early on she revealed that she is bisexual and that she and Jen played a lot in the privacy of her room. Jen is amazing and we have all been close friends for a long time. Last year after an ugly divorce, we took Jen in and she lived with us for a few months. We always had a great time with her, but it never involved any sexual activity.

One evening, my wife and I were soaking in our jacuzzi under the deck and Jen came out. We had a brief conversation and she asked if she could join us. We revealed that we weren’t wearing anything under the bubbles but she could join if that was okay. To my surprise, Jen slipped off her clothes and joined us. I couldn’t believe she actually got naked – I figured she’d keep in her bra and panties. Anyway, we had some usual small talk and after a few minutes I realized that my wife and Jen had started to touch each other under the bubbles. I said “are you guys…?” Jen and my wife nodded and smiled. I said “have fun, I’ll just be over here minding my own business!” They both smiled and motioned for me to come over so I slid over next to my wife. I sat back she immediately started to rub the head of my already hard cock with one hand while she was diddling Jen’s pussy with the other. I felt her pussy and met Jens hand already busy working on her. None of us said anything at all, just some gentle moaning and then Jen and my wife began kissing.

The Camgirl Part LXXVI: Why Don’t You Just Ask? [Exh] [Voy] [Msolo] [Fsolo] [Anal] [Oral]

**LXXVI: Liam and Blake**

Liam couldn’t help feeling just a bit awkward as he watched Blake set up her camera and laptop. She had six minutes left until her show began.

*You were the one that asked to stay in here, idiot.*

He’d been able to keep himself occupied while Blake got ready for her show–making her bed, arranging her pillows, doing her hair and make-up and picking out an outfit to start the show off. He’d offered to help, but she’d told him that getting ready for her show was part of what helped her concentrate and get in the right frame of mind. Though while choosing outfits, she’d admitted that she’d refused his help partially because she was worried she’d find a way to distract herself from getting ready.
Now that she was almost there, however, Liam found that he didn’t know what to do.

*Does she want me to watch? Ignore her completely?*

Liam didn’t know if he could do either. The former would be hard to do without touching himself, and he didn’t want to risk making her feel objectified by him–even subliminally. The latter…his headphones were noise-cancelling, but he didn’t think his ears would be able to take the volume he’d have to turn his music to in order to block out Blake’s noises completely.

A Brief Foray into Polyamory: My Arab Wife and Her Two Best Friends Part 1 [MFF]

Names and some details have been changed for anonymity.

People in the story:

Myself (Saif): M – Arab – Late 20s
Wifie (Aicha): F – Arab – Late 30s
Dominatrix (Maysa): F – Arab – Early 30s
Girlfirend (Sarah): F – Arab – Early 30s

My wife and I are best friends who have been together as a couple for about a decade now and are very much in love. I’ve always been a bit of a freak in the sheets (pretty much down for anything that doesn’t involve bowel movments) while she has been more rigid (missionary or nothing) due to a strict upbringing with a negative view of sex. Sex has been pretty much our only issue in our relationship and it goes in circles of her trying to do better for a week or so and me shutting up for about a year then asking her again to try to make more of an effort. We had so much good that it wasn’t really a biggie.

Immersed in a new world [mMMF][cuck/hotwife/slutwife][swing][exh][oral][voy]

*This is a repost.*

We had this posted in our own sub and x-posted here, but our sub was banned because J forgot to check mod messages – thus the posts are gone too. Oh well.

This story is written as sort of a letter to my girlfriend (C), who’s memory of the evening is a bit blurry. This is technically fiction, but with a healthy dose reality at 80%.

You were intrigued, but now you’re completely immersed. It’s our first visit to the swingers club. I’ve been part of it for quite some time before I met you, and have since managed to get you intrigued. Now that we’re here though, you’re completely immersed in this world.

It was our first visit to the swingers club that I used to go to before I met you. I have since not gone because you haven’t been comfortable with it. You’ve always expressed openness to it though, which is why I held off I suppose. A blanket statement of “no, never”, would have meant we weren’t compatible.