Country Concert (F)un

This might get a little long, so sorry in advance. I think about this night often.

A few years ago, a few of my friends and I went to the Luke Bryan concert. 2 of us were celebrating our 19th birthday so we wanted to go out and have some fun and get crazy. My friend Kristen came over my apartment a couple hours before the concert to get ready.
“What are you wearing tonight?” Kristen asked.
“I’m not sure, either a dress or some shorts and a tank.”
Kristen convinced me to wear the shorts, but said I should skip the tank and wear a button up shirt with only a bra underneath.
“Lets get crazy!” she said.
I was a little hesitant at first, but I just decided to go along with it. Kristen had just broke up with her high school sweetheart and I wanted her to be happy. We got dressed and put on our makeup and had a couple of drinks before our friend Amy picked us up.

The birthday girls, Jessica and Amber, were already at the concert. Jessica text me, “Hurry up, we met a group of older guys and they’re cute!”

Love Blind (MF, interracial)

“I can’t believe this kind of shit still happens in 2016,” Lily said, exasperated.

Her husband, Leon, just looked at the racial slur spray painted across their mailbox and shook his head.

Lily had noticed it after her run. The blonde white woman stood, sweating and pink in a blue sports bra and multi-colored tight running pants with her IPhone sticking out from between the fabric and the skin of her hip and the red cord of her ear buds snaking across her stomach and up to her head.

For a twenty-six-year-old, Lily looked much younger for her age. She was short, roughly five-foot-four, and weighed just north of 100lbs. She had little hips, a flat stomach, and very small breasts, but still sported an ample, firm ass on her back side. Her blue eyes turned to sea water when she was angry.

On the reverse side of the mailbox from the racial slur, they had also spray-painted the word ‘mud shark’ over their last name. Lily was beyond incensed. For a small girl, a surprising amount of anger could be vented out. She stood, looking at Leon as if he should be angrier, but her husband seemed only to shrug and shake his head.

Love Blind (STR, MF, IR)

“I can’t believe this kind of shit still happens in 2016,” Lily said, exasperated.

Her husband, Leon, just looked at the racial slur spray painted across their mailbox and shook his head.

Lily had noticed it after her run. The blonde white woman stood, sweating and pink in a blue sports bra and multi-colored tight running pants with her IPhone sticking out from between the fabric and the skin of her hip and the red cord of her ear buds snaking across her stomach and up to her head.

For a twenty-six-year-old, Lily looked much younger for her age. She was short, roughly five-foot-four, and weighed just north of 100lbs. She had little hips, a flat stomach, and very small breasts, but still sported an ample, firm ass on her back side. Her blue eyes turned to sea water when she was angry.

On the reverse side of the mailbox from the racial slur, they had also spray-painted the word ‘mud shark’ over their last name.
Lily was beyond incensed. For a small girl, a surprising amount of anger could be vented out. She stood, looking at Leon as if he should be angrier, but her husband seemed only to shrug and shake his head.

There she was, underneath Amber, lying on her back on the couch. Amber was on top with her face buried between her legs

****Fair warning, this ended up being a long post. Got a little carried away. Enjoy!

 

So my wife is an introvert and quite shy. Enough to where she doesn’t like to call in an order for a pizza. So needless to say, I was quite surprised by what transpired on Friday last week. Let’s just say… she didn’t just stick her toe in the water, she dove in the deep end and I couldn’t have been happier.

 

Starting at the beginning – /u/grabmyneck is a blonde with big tits and a nice body to follow. Feel free to dig into her post history for some “visuals”. Her smile combined with her figure is a definite head turner but as mentioned before, she’s quite hesitant to flaunt it because she’s just shy. We’ve been married for little over 7 years and our sex life is great. We spice things up here and there and she has enjoyed breaking out of her mold by posting some pictures up here on reddit and reading through the messages that follow. Boosting her self-esteem is fun and then the sex after is even better.
I’ve been dropping hints and always encouraging her to push the boundaries. It takes some digging but she’s opened up indicating a fantasy is in line with having people in the room / voyeurism. Exploring this lead to what went down Friday… and holy shit.

Impromptu Wi [f]e Swap: The Other Pairing

—-This story was written by my wife detailing her portion of these events. If you’d like to read the other side of things and get some more setup to the events you can read my take on the weekend by searching for “Impromtu Wife Swap: A Lake Trip Gone Awry” (sorry, I don’t know how to link it). She wanted me to inform everyone that she’s never written anything like this so she apologises if it sucks, but I think she did a great job! Enjoy!

I’m not a big football fan, never really have been, but I’ve watched almost every game for the past few years because I enjoy the time I get to spend with my husband Chris and our two friends Dan and Sarah. Over the years Sarah has become my closest friend after most of my other friends from college moved away after graduation. Sarah is far more into the football than I am but if her team isn’t playing she and I often talk about other things while the boys get their sports fix.

The night my (M40) wife (F34) gave a stranger an orgasm – LONG – (FF)

Just a little back story, Julia and I have been married almost 11 years. We have been around the “lifestyle” for most of those but have typically been a – watch and be watched – kind of thing. The last several months have been a little stressed. She is a wedding planner, and I’m in sports marketing (football mainly), so we have both been very busy with our careers. It’s definitely taken a toll on our sexual life. Don’t get me wrong, we have a GREAT sex life, but sometimes the ‘life’ part gets in the way.

We live in Nashville and there’s an amazing lifestyle club here called Ménages. We have been many times and had a lot of fun but haven’t been in a while. We had decided to have a nice date night this past Saturday so we got a hotel and planned on a trip to the swingers club. As I mentioned earlier, she is a wedding planner so Saturday morning/afternoon, she was working a rehearsal for the following day. When she finished, she met me at the hotel. I suggested that she go pick out a new dress for the night; something to make her feel sexy and more of her exhibitionist side. She is about 5’2”, small perky B cup breasts, an ass to die for and one of THE most beautiful faces I’ve ever seen.

[Fantasies] I realizied that I love porn so much not because I want to be a guy in scenes, rather I want to be a girl. And I am skinny, fragile and frail, so? M23

I want part of lifestyle of a extremely sexually submissive “slut” girl who has sex-intelligence and love and understands the act of copulating.

.. I want to be picked by a group of rich 30s guys, shipped with them to a fancy southern vacation (or northern) location. Fucked all the time (even ceremonially taken virginity), (sweatpants ripped) massaged and fucked, gangbanged, fingered in cars and clubs as a sign of ownership, drugged (yay), dped, creampied (this excite and scare me), bdsm, strict orgasm control sometimes, whored out to other groups, parties all the time, bukkake, dommed with other subs like me (both boys and girls)(with whom I will be locked in the cage and being forced to lick eachother till the dawn), …

…Then fed to regain libido and then fucked again, triple penetration, given escorts to fuck, exploring new fetishes and kinks all the way, filmed as a humiliation and blackmails, rape play all the time (strugglefucking/bratting). Given fancy opportunity and teaching how to workout.

This is just the ultimate half-fantastical version. 40% of it would be great. Every day (or actually dawn) ending feeling full-filled (both belly and below it). I look as femme boy and said to be attractive and skinny as fuck with a above average fuckable butt and good with dirty talk for a submissive.

My (31,F) ethical non-monogamy night with a married (29) man.

Man, yesterday was a rollercoaster, but it ended on a fairly high note. Mr. Tiger Blood hit me up months ago on an app I have since been IP banned from. You’ll regret that, Meet Me! I was a legend! I had fans! PEOPLE LOVED ME. All hail glorious leader! (I’m mostly bummed about it because that app provided me with the absolute best material for my Snap Shot series.) Anyway, Charlie Sheen decided to chat at me and was interested in seeing me sexually. He’s read my blog a bit. Hooray, that’s a good sign. His profile mentioned he had a significant other, when I asked about it he said he was married, they’re open, she knows all about and supports him getting strange. Their arraignment is it’s just sex, he comes home to her; they don’t date other people. I am skeptical, to say the least. My ex-husband used to love to tell women we were in an open marriage… I guess I was just the last one to find out. I tell him I’m hesitant to engage with someone who has a spouse, even under those terms. I get this claim frequently from potential partners. My usual go-to is to request I hear it from the spouse/ girlfriend/ fiancé that I have the go ahead to fuck her man. Right around that time is when the dude falls off the face of the planet and goes radio silent. Not so open now, are ya cunt? Another one bites the dust. I don’t bother making this request if the person I’m talking to doesn’t readily come out and say they’re in a relationship; if I have to ask, you’re probably just a dirt bag.

The married cleaner [m/f] Long!

Okay so the first story went down well, it feels great, kind of addictive so I’ll carry on. Even though I have been over these events in my head since they happened all that time ago, writing it down here is almost like reliving it.

About 7 years ago I did a stint working in a furniture store, not a small place but a big open warehouse type affair. The place was mainly on the ground floor but had a second storey roughly a quarter of the footprint which sat above the staff room/offices etc. This is where I worked, selling beds and bedroom furniture. I know what you’re thinking, cliche “fuck someone out of hours on one the beds” type thing. Not this time. The cleaners were in every morning, they started before us then left off an hour and a half after we clocked in. The cleaning company seemed to go through staff like there was no tomorrow, but eventually we got a bloke and a woman who settled and seemed to be in it for the long haul. The woman cleaner was your typical female attention-seeking personality, loved to flirt with most of the male staff, very giggly and the jokes were often a bit smutty and full of innuendo. She was in her lower 40s, brunette, always well tanned, below average build but with fantastic breast,s which I discovered were fake but who cares right? She was married to a fella who worked offshore, two weeks off, two weeks on, and it was obvious the weeks that he was away, as her attention seeking ramped up significantly.

Impromptu Wife Swap: A Lake Trip Gone Awry

—If you want to get right to the action, skip to just after the — break

Sarah, her husband Dan, and I have been friends for 15 years dating back to high school. My wife, Lauren, became part of our regular hangouts a few years back. Every year we all watch football on Saturdays and Sunday’s together and swap who makes meals each week. So when Sarah asked if we would want to take a trip to her parent’s new lake house for the first weekend of the NFL season, we jumped at it.

As soon as work ended on Friday we all jumped in Dan’s SUV and headed towards Lake Norris in Tennessee. We all chatted about the previous week’s work, the upcoming election, and the upcoming NFL season, making sure to get our jabs in at each other’s respective teams.