Restaurant Fun [Mf] [MfMf sorta] [Public] [Rough]

Descriptions of the players:

Me:
Currently 30, 5’ 9” 155lbs athletic build with pretty broad shoulders, wavy hair just past jaw length, light blue eyes, 7.5” of business. We’ll call me Tom.

Her:
Currently 32, 5’ 5” 120ish, tight and toned body with a nice little ass and perfect large C or small D cups, blonde pixie cut. We’ll call her Megan.

First off, I’m married. This story isn’t about my wife though. It’s about one of the first girls I fooled around with after my wife and I decided an open relationship sounded like fun.

Backstory:
My wife (let’s call her Anne) and I had been kinky and very sexually adventurous pretty much from the beginning of our relationship. By the time we were engaged we were on tinder looking for a 3rd or another couple to join us. It wasn’t until after we were married, however, that this story takes place. I was 26 at the time and my wife was 30.

Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly. Ch. 5-6 [nc, rape, oral, interracial, rough, mdom, cuck]

Chapter 5

“Mom. Mom!” Someone was pushing me. I opened my eyes. Stace hung over me. She must have covered me with a throw. I was warm under it. My naked body had been so cold all weekend! “Is he gone?” She looked even more frightened than yesterday. “I-I locked the door. Was that okay?”

“Oh, Sweetheart, it’s over.” I told her. At least, for now it was. Getting up, I wrapped the throw around me and went to my bedroom. Donald lay still on the bed.

“Honey.” I called softly.

“Hnngg?” He grunted and opened one eye.

“We have to get you to a hospital.”

“C-can’t afford it.” He croaked.

“I don’t care. There’s a reason he did this to you.”

“He hates white people.”

I didn’t think that was it. Honestly, I was surprised he hadn’t done something worse to Stace than tie her up and gag her.

“What’s this?” I noticed a corner of paper sticking out from under the pillow by Donald’s head.

“Nothing.” He groaned and tried to cover it with a hand.

MY PRIVATE SLUT, PT. 1 [Mf] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [facial]

Ella had fallen on hard times. She was working four jobs and taking care of her mother, who had fallen ill. There was no money. No savings. And no foreseeable end to Ella’s suffering. She was taking on debt, unable to save for her own future, and facing the grim reality that it might be time to turn to a career in porn.

Ella was stunning. She had naturally curly blonde hair, piercing green eyes, freckles, small, perky tits, a juicy little butt, and a flat stomach. She rocked a bikini wax with a thick, perfect bush. But it was her smile that really did it for Tucker.

They’d met at a bar one evening and became fast friends as they mulled over their similarly unhealthy relationships with their respective partners. They decided to take each other’s numbers so they could keep in touch. It didn’t take long for feelings to develop, but they respected the fact that they were both in relationships, and so they never slept together.

Over time, they drifted apart. A toxic relationship has a way of effecting friendships — but when Ella saw, via social media, that Tucker was newly single, she texted him …

Regret [MF][submission][oral]

Here’s another story from long ago. Imagined meeting between an old friend and I

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The last time we talked, I talked you into our old bad habits. Into being bad again for the sake of pleasure. I know were miles away, and I know it’s just text, but being bad is addicting. And when you caved I knew we were going to have fun, and text each other to an orgasm or two apiece. But something always comes up, and you told me you were going to take your toy for a joyride.

I wanted so bad to hear from you again, while you fucked yourself. To read your messages as you imagined what I would say. What I would do to you. I know I was in a compromising situation, but that’s what makes it fun. I wanted to send you a message about what I was imagining, about what I wanted to be doing. But you stopped responding as I imagine you were watching a video and cumming with your toy buried inside you.

So here’s what I am thinking about now.

[MFTF] The First Cock: Lucy & Nicole

*This is a sequel to another story I posted here, and is part of a series I would love to write. Feedback, inspiration, and collaboration is welcome. Not sure if I tagged correctly – story includes a trans girl, a girl, and a male. Hope you enjoy.*

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Everything changed once Nicole and I slept together. She knew all of my secrets, my history, my dreams and fantasies. We spent hours wrapped in sweat- and cum-soaked sheets, whispering and giggling, telling stories, talking about work, and the future. Most of these conversations took place in the opulent master bedroom of a lush mansion in one of the most expensive suburbs in the city. I did not want to offend her, but Nicole quickly admitted that she was having an affair with Roger, the millionaire founder and CEO of the tech company we both worked for. The mansion was one of his many homes, though he did most of his business either from his private jet, or the beach house where he spent half the time surfing on his private beach. Nicole didn’t have her own place, and the bedroom where we spend most of our time outside of the office, was her bedroom.

[MF] My Best Buddy’s Widow. Part 8.

My Best Buddy’s Widow. Part 8.

Just a quick update on what Addie and I have been up to. First, we have both decided to sell both our houses and buy a new one. There was really no sense in maintaining two households and we both decided we needed a change. We are deep into the process now of finding a new house.

A few weeks ago, Addie and I was driving home from South Carolina after she attended a conference her company sent her to. Since it was being held in a nice resort, I came along. One of the things we enjoyed during long drives are the conversations we have and most of the time we are very open to each other about everything we talked about.

A lot of the conversation was about selling our houses, what kind of house we wanted, moving, etc. and the more we talked about it, the more excited we got. As a joke, I asked what room she wanted to have sex in first and she said without hesitation, the foyer. And then we will make our way through every room in the house, ending up in our bedroom. I asked her about the garage, and she looked at me and said, “like in a car?” I smiled and replied “in it, on it, under it…. As long as it is in the garage.” Addie smiled and nodded.

Daddy knows all part 2 (D/l MFF spanking)

Alice shivers at Daddy’s glare. She knows she made him mad. She glances over at her sister, bent over the desk. Siren’s ass has red welts on it from the belt and 3 purple welts from Daddy’s new toy. Her face is red and covered in tears and snot.

“Alice join your sister on the desk. Tail up and hands flat by your head,” Daddy calmly tells her as he moves around to the other side of the desk. Alice takes one small trembling step while trying to find a way out of this. “But Daddy, I…” she starts to speak when Daddy interrupts. “NOW ALICE!,” he orders. She moves quickly into position not wanting to disappoint him more. She knew her dinner excuse was lame as everything would be cooking for the next hour without her.

She turned her head towards Siren and looks at her sister. The thoughts pop unbidden into her head. What does Daddy see in her? Siren is bratty, spoiled, and loud. She doesn’t like to do chores and always tries to get Alice to take them. She doesn’t want to dress pretty, preferring simple plain clothes. Even her tail is plain! No fur, straight, and all black. Daddy’s boice breaks through her thoughts, ” I can see what you are thinking about your sister Alice, do you need to apologize to Siren again?”

[MF] My Weekend With Marie – Part 2 of 2 [True Story]

In my last post I described how I (a gent in his 30s) met a beauty in her 20s named Marie. We started playing online, grew to like each other, and traveled halfway across the country to meet up. Last one was a true story, and this one is as well.

After our rousing morning session, we shared a shower (she was so much fun slick and wet. So much fun.) and headed out for the day.

We did a lot of walking, a lot of window shopping and drank a *lot* of coffee. Our mutual love of java was one of the things that brought us together, and it was kind of transcendent to sit on a patio with her, people watching, talking, and getting caffeinated.

Since I’m about to describe some super hot sex, I’ll take 10 seconds from your life to convey something. I’m in my 30s, as I said, and work a pretty stressful job. I cannot overemphasize the difference this weekend did for me in terms of mental sanity.

My ex left me for our bull. Part 1.

This is a past story that happened over a year ago, I would like to share it with you. As the title says my ex left me for our bull. Call me crazy but this keeps me very horny until today.

It turns out that I had been with this girl for about 4 years, which we will call “Maria”. She is a butterface girl, she is ugly in face but has an amazing, round, huge and beautiful ass. Latin skin, long black hair, long and incredible legs, nice tits. I had always had these cuckold fantasies. She knew it and although she wasn’t scared, it didn’t get her attention either; I think more than anything because she had lost her virginity with me.

But she was curious about it and after a few months she started talking to me about guys at the university who looked at her ass and how that made her horny. After much insistence from me she told me about a friend of her that she had known since high school and he was now with her in college.
This guy is quite an alpha male. Tall, white skin, handsome, short black hair, something marked of the body and muscular, he does a lot of exercise. He has a definitely alpha personality, and a guy who fucks a lot of girls. Wa call him Luis.

A Brat’s Tale [Mf] [oral] [light bratting]

She’d done it again. Stuck her tongue out at him when he walked by as she was making dinner. The dinner making was already a punishment she’d earned during the week, as she didn’t enjoy cooking per se, but was still rather better at it than he was. But that damn tongue. She’d been doing it all day. He’d been trying to ignore her antics, as that was one of the better tools in his kit he had for taming her when needed, but it’d been going on with it long enough he didn’t think he could ignore that kind of behavior from her any longer. So he continued to walk by the kitchen and ignore her and her damn tongue, but his mind was made up, and how she acted from here on out would determine exactly how he’d have to handle her.