M35/M34 let’s give Haley her screen time.

bare with me. In depth description of fucking my wife below.

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I normally only write in this sub if something remarkable happens to us and when other people are involved but I should document that that for me every day is remarkable. My wife Haley is my first and best fantasy. We don't sleep with other people because there's anything wrong we do it to wring every last positive experience and pleasure out of life possible. After all you only get one. Here's a typical day. Today in fact.

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It's the weekend and I'm always the first awake.. Haley got in from work (nurse) about 3am and woke me with oral and we had slow cuddle sex before falling asleep again. She will sleep until noon but it's Saturday and that leaves plenty of time together.

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35M/36F I cannot believe I got laid this way!

So an hour ago my workfriend Jenny and I were talking about how difficult it is about having a sexual relationship with a workmate or superior in work. I said it was worse for a guy due to the nature of sex sometimes. She asked why. Knowing that I can joke and be a cheeky sod with her and also she has asked me to be brutally honest in talks like this I said:

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"Well I can be thinking 'I really respect you as a professional and a person' and 'I want my cock in your mouth' at the same time and genuinely mean both!"

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She snorted tea laughing and punched me and I helped her clean up. After she recovered she said "so have you ever felt that way before" and she purred it, really purred it at me as a flirt. I replied "yeah but how would any guy go from talking about the annual figures straight into flirting?" She said "well if you know she's an adventurous type of girl you can sat something like 'I really want to have sex with you and it's driving me wild' otherwise yeah it's difficult"

[FF oral Les] Shawna: Roma Revenge – Part V – How to Win Friends

My first stop was back at the mall. Cindy was just getting off her shift, and she recognized me on her way out of the store.
“Oh hey, Shawna, right? How are you liking the wardrobe?”
I smiled. “Well, I guess you could say that it’s turning some heads.” I left out my theory that my head-turning was augmented by pheromones. Half-truths make better compliments.
“That’s great!” She seemed genuinely happy. It was refreshing to meet someone who honestly liked being helpful. “So why are you back here, then?”
“Actually,” I admitted, “I came to see if you were still here. You see, I’ve got this… this date tomorrow night, and…”

Cindy’s smile grew as I explained the situation, pressing me for details along the way. I had a date with a guy, no I just met him, yes he was pretty hot, no I’d never been to the pub, yes I was thinking about wearing that little red dress…
“Anyway,” I said, “he’s bringing a couple friends and I’m going the same. And I just moved here, so…”
“Omigod yes that sounds awesome. I’ll meet you there at seven!”
That was easy, I thought as we said goodbye. We’d known each other all of a few hours, but it felt comfortable, even natural that I should take Cindy along on my date. I hoped my next meeting would go as well.

Amsterdam swingersclub [MMMF]

I've posted a few of my exploits which can be seen in my history. If you read those you will see I have a thing for the swinger lifestyle and in particular three- and moresomes.

I'm still experimenting and although I have a few experiences under my belt I'm nervous about all this and frankly a bit shy still. However, on this night just a few weeks ago I built up the courage to check out a club in Amsterdam called Sameplace.

Sameplace is like a sexy bar. They serve drinks around a big bar area that takes up half of the place. There is a dancing area with poles and soft cushion-like beds. The basement contains a proper sex dungeon with a couple playrooms, sex swings, etc.

I showed up around 10pm on particular Thursday and its full but quiet. Probably nearly 50/50 men and women and all ages represented. A few couples are dancing and one older couple is already playing a bit at the bar. She discreetly has him unzipped and is jerking him off right there at the bar. I relax, I've found my happy place. :)

[mf] A Growing Desire, Part II [mast, anal, oral]

This installation is told from Jake's perspective. I recommend reading Part I, but the two stories can stand alone. Most of this series is inspired by real events, though parts of it are fictionalized — thus why it is here, and not on GWS. Thanks for reading.

Christmas had come and gone. The warmth and merriness of the holidays had disappeared into the cold chill of winter. It was nearing ten at night. A Tuesday. I couldn't study anymore. I stood up from my desk, stretched out the soreness, and made my way over to my bed. I turned on the TV, and realized I was bored. Brett was off doing something — I couldn't remember what. I hadn't heard from her in awhile. My roommate was, as usual, at his girl's place. I contemplated video games, but even that sounded dull. The longer winter goes on, the more I uninteresting everything seems to become. In the winter, you split your life between a dorm and a library and a classroom. The snow or ice eliminates that easy freedom of open air and space.

A sexy card game with [m]y new wi[f]e on our honeymoon

I just recently got married, and wanted to share one of the most amazing nights of sex I’ve ever had, which happened on the honeymoon. We had a lot of other amazing sex that week, but this night stands out in my mind due to what a growing & learning experience it was.

Everyone loves details, so I’ll get that out of the way:

Me: 34, 6’0, 200lb. Dark hair parted on the side and a beard. Blue eyes.

Her: 29, about 5’7 and maybe 130. Curly brown hair, green eyes. B-cup boobs and a curvy butt. She looks a lot like Anne Hathaway.

We’re not reserved, but we haven’t been that adventurous, either. Being the honeymoon, and knowing she was bringing some new lingerie, I wanted to bring something to spice things up too. Some intensive shopping lead to me picking up “Creative Conceptions You and Me, A Game Of Love and Intimacy”. It’s got a bunch of cards (a stack for each gender), a die, and a sand timer. You basically take turns rolling the die to see who will draw a card and then that person does the task and gets the reward points. The winner (who performed the most tasks) gets to say what happens after the game ends. There’s rules about only being allowed to “pass” on 1 card, but we waived that since it would be more cringy than fun if we had to do things we definitely weren’t into.

Asian MILF: A Walk In The Park [Str8, mF, anal, bukkake, oral]

I waited on a bench in the middle of the dark park. I checked the time on my phone.

"10:00 p.m., where the hell is she", I muttered to myself.

Almost like beetle juice, I heard foot steps. I looked over and saw Mrs. Done walking towards me. But she wasn't in any ordinary attire for tonight, she walked here wearing only her bra and panties. We had been texting back and forth planning what are next sex filled night was going to be like. What started as a joking suggestion to fuck in the park at night soon spiraled into an actual event. My parents were gone on a cruise and Mrs. Done said that her husband was going to be gone again for business, so tonight was a good night for both of us. We then discussed the attire for tonight. Since I had to go through so much trouble to get her home last time, I encouraged her to wear nothing at all. Mrs. Done respectfully declined, but did say she would wear something revealing.

Sex Shop Cherry Pop [M,F Oral]

“Hey stranger, I was wondering when I’d see you again.”

Paul jumped as though he had been shocked. For weeks, he had been sneaking into Dildeaux, always hunched over, avoiding eye contact with the salesgirls. He purposely switched up the days and times that he visited, hoping none of the employees would realize how often he came to browse.

“How’d you like the hentai I picked out for you?” the salesgirl asked brightly.

Paul squirmed uncomfortably under her gaze. Her bright blue eyes were staring at him just a little too intensely. “It..uh…it was okay,” he stammered. He tried to make eye contact, but found himself overcome with embarrassment. What was her name? Kat? The last time he had seen her, she had followed him through the shop, peppering him with questions about what excited him. Paul had been too mortified to tell her that he was still a virgin, and that he had no idea what he was looking for.

“I think I’m looking for something a little more realistic?” he said uncertainly.

Kat nodded thoughtfully, her dark hair swinging against her cheek. “Any particular scenario?”

“Um…”

“Gay or straight?” she asked.

Asian MILF Booty Call [Str8, mF, anal, bukkake, oral]

I looked at my phone, impatiently awaiting for the Asian goddess herself to show up. Who would have imagined that the neighbor across the street was a horny stay at home mom in a dry marriage?

The doorbell rang.

I opened it up and see Mrs. Done wearing a very short white tennis mini skirt that looks like a coffee strainer on top of two medicine balls and a tight neon green polo that was obviously a few sizes too small. Mrs. Done was a MILF in her early thirties, standing 5'3'' with watermelon sized breasts, an ass the size of two medicine balls, black hair that went to her shoulders, and a very thick Chinese accent.

"I'm sorry were you waiting long?", Mrs. Done asked me.

"Oh, not at all", I say trying to pay attention to her, but am more interested in her massive titties stuffed into her shirt.

Mrs. Done snapped her fingers at me to try and bring me back to reality; unknowingly causing her breasts to jiggle. The jiggling was too much. The top buttons of her shirt popped off and her breasts ripped through the shirt; exposing that she was not wearing a bra. Instead of covering up, Mrs. Done did a playful squee and jiggles her shirt off.

Window Dressing. [BDSM, Exhibitionism, Humiliation]

Window dressing

It's been several weeks since you were summoned. Summoned or trapped? Smirking you giggle. If this is trapped bring more bait. Because you'd gladly do it again. The weeks have all been full of Erotic adventures. Some days have a routine. You wake and are told what to wear. Sometimes a suit, an innocent sundress, or just like a street walker but most times nothing. You spent several days nude in this house. Friends of him would come by and you'd be made to be objectified while they did business. Some days are far from routine.

Though the collar has always been there. Two inches thick it sits firmly around your neck. Locked in place but no seams. And the runes etched on it glow occasionally now. Collar still firmly secured somehow capturing your energy in a way that's unclear. Cross-linking of energy between you and this man has been entertaining. If released you think you'll let him live. For a bit.

You walk through the hall to the stairs, nude again. The air brushing your sensitive skin. You feel your full bottom seductively ripple with each step. Your flame hair cascades around your small form…and your horns almost tingle with anticipation.