He’s Here [MMF]

I called into the bathroom.

“He’s here. Are you ready honey?”

“Almost,” she said. “Just give him a glass of champagne or something,” she said. “I’ll be ready in five minutes.”

He had texted from the lobby and was heading up. We had met him only once, at a bar last week, for a meet and greet. It had gone well. At the end, Lizzie had given him a wet kiss goodbye which seemed to knock his socks off. Afterward, we arranged via email to meet here at the Weston Hotel downtown.

He knocked on the door and I let him in.

“How’s it going,” I said.

“Great,” he said, with a bit of a grin. He was about to fuck my wife, after all. His day was going pretty god damn well.

“It’s Raymond, right?” he asked me.

“That’s right,” I said. “You’re Ken.”

“I am,” he said.

We laughed.

This was the first time for my wife and I. We were both nervous. But we had role-played it and arranged it and flaked out and chickened out so many times — we were done fooling around. I was going to become a cuckold tonight. A real cuckold. And this guy, Ken, was going to fuck my wife.

[mm]Gay Grapple[anal][bj]

This new gym was fantastic. Late at night on a weeknight there was almost nobody else there and I had the run of the place. It was a Thursday at ten in the evening and the locker room was empty. I made my way up to the gym area and I was lucky enough to see a vacant room, except for one guy on the far side in the grappling area. It seemed like a great night for a workout.

I set myself up on the far treadmill and got to work on my warm up. I was about twenty minutes into my workout when I noticed the other gym member was looking over at me from the weight section. He was around six feet tall and on the thinner side. He was fit but slim and his arms were bulging with muscle. He wore a tight fitting, navy blue gym shirt and snug grey shorts. His hair was sandy blond and just long enough that he had to wipe it away from his eyes. He was staring over at me as I finished my warm up and stepped off of the treadmill.

The time I fucked my husband’s best friend in a movie theater… [FM]

One guy has never been enough for me. Case in point, I was newly married but had the hots for my husband’s best friend. He had sexy, shoulder length curly hair and really intense eyes. He and I flirted really heavily and eventually ended up fucking for about a year.

While we were fooling around, he told me that one of his fantasies was to fuck in a movie theater, but not a porn theater—a regular one. Challenge accepted!

I told the theater manager it was my husband’s birthday and I wanted to do something special for him, like a picnic during a movie. She said as long as no one else was in that showing, she’d be fine with that, and suggested a weekday morning show.

I came in one morning and set up a sort of picnic in the open part of the theater seating that they had for wheelchairs.

I brought my husband’s best friend (who was also married) to the theater with me later. No one else was in the theater.

Enchanted Panties Chapter 6

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While Kate and Jenna were both involved in their sexual ordeal with Penelope`s enchantments, a certain enchanted pocket pussy from Molly`s sex shop had mischievous plans of its own. It was looking to hide inside a women`s clothing store in a nearby strip mall, hoping to make a chance encounter with another pliable human.

Hovering along the wall at the rear of the place in the dark of night, it escaped any human attention, spotted only by false cameras placed to deter any unsavory characters. It rose into a downturned vent a good twelve feet up, navigating the ductwork. Before long, it dropped through an open vent into a huge clothing store, with compact departments ranging from outerwear to swimsuits, from business formalwear to trashy lingerie. It hovered about the store until it came across a life-size brunette mannequin modeling lingerie.

The Profile, Part One

Hi everyone! It’s my first time posting publicly :D Be gentle (or not hehe). -Bells xoxo <3

# The Profile, Part One

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Melissa Dellinger sat cross-legged on her bed staring at her laptop screen. Her heart started to beat faster as she typed into the empty text box.

“Young, horny brunette, ready to get it on!”

That sounded stupid. She quickly deleted everything and started again.

“I’m waiting to make your wildest dreams come true…”

Better, but she wasn’t trying to sound like one of those softcore porn books her mum read in the bathtub. She needed something that was going to make her stand out and get her the attention she wanted.

It came to her. Trembling nervously, she typed each word carefully.

“Lost little girl looking for Daddy with strong hands.”

As the words appeared across her screen, she felt the heat building between her legs. Her stomach had butterflies and she caught her lip in her teeth a little. That was the one. She hesitated a moment more before finally clicking ‘Save’.

Kate[MF]

Well we met on whisper, which is some weird mix of a chat App and a Catholic confessional.

It was never my intention to hook up with her, but good intentions are what the road to hell is paved with.

I was married and she was engaged, it shouldn’t have gotten past hello.

Whisper has a function that tells you how far away the person is from you,

turns out we stayed in the same apartment complex.

Obviously, it was a huge surprise for both of us. She asks me to come over for a bit and say hi. I know I shouldn’t go, but I do anyway curiosity always got the better of me. I knock on the door and this thick little Carmel girl in booty shorts opens up and we’re both kind of eying each other ya know?

She tells me to come in, we chat for a bit she shows me around the apartment, shows some of her art projects, at one point she goes to the hall closet I peak over and she’s bent over gripping the sides of the door frame. To this day I think she was teasing me.

Bo and Me, Chapter 1 – It (f, mast, nosex)

**Chapter 1 — It**

I love the library. We go almost every Saturday — Mom, my little sister Bo and me. Even Dad tags along sometimes, but today he’s gone fishing with friends, so it’s just us girls.

The library’s almost on the other side of town, but since it’s a small town, it’s just a twenty-minute walk, most of it through the park. We cross the river twice, stopping on the bridges to look out for some fish of our own so we can tell Dad later. Mom’s really good at spotting them “sitting” in the stream. Sometimes it takes Bo and me half a minute to see them even after she’s pointed them out.

They built the library on the top two floors of an old monastery. I mean really old — it was built in the year 803. Last year, there was a festival celebrating its 1,200th anniversary. They had a booksale and a big cook-off, and at night they played movies on a large screen in the garden.

Met a model from Instagram [MF]

Apologies if this sucks. It’s my first time posting something like this.

I am in my forties. I came into some money 3 years ago. I don’t want to get into specifics but it was 8 figures.

I recently read and heard about how rich guys find models and other women on Instagram and other places then set up meetings with them for sex.

Those stories sounded hot to me. One night after more than a few drinks I decided to go for it. I have an Instagram account for whack off purposes. I never post anything. I follow models and porn stars mostly. I used the list of women I follow as a starting point. I identified the ones that live in the US. I focused on girls currently between 19-25.

I started messaging them. For some reason I thought it seemed more legitimate if I pretend to be someone working for me. It made sense in the moment.

[MM] experimenting while playing video games (true story)

So this story has a small build up to the experimental stuff and I’m not a writer so please excuse any mistakes lol.
My buddy (let’s call him Cory) is about 5’8 and average build. Brown hair and brown eyes. I am 6’foot and average as well. Brown eyes light brown hair.
We were hanging out at my house one day after school excited for the weekend. We were on my computer when he noticed some porn on my computer. It was deepthroat porn and showed a girl easily deepthroating a long cock. We must have watched it a dozen times it was so hot. It was easily my favorite video. I remember talking about how hot she was and how good it must feel. We never even talked about anything with eachother.
Later that night we had gone to his house for a sleep over and had totally forgotten about the video. We were downstairs in his basement on the couch, playing video games for quite a while when the video came up in conversation.
It’s like 1:00 am and my buddy brought up the video. Not really anything out of the ordinary I mean guys talk about porn right?
After I’m done with my turn he suddenly says “I wonder what it would feel like” and I thought he was talking about recieving and I said “me to”.
Well he didn’t mean receiving and said “you wonder what it would be like to suck a cock too”?
And I was so confused but eerily turned on at the same time.
“No I mean to get deepthroated”
He was obviously embarrassed but seemed to really want to do this because he kept up with it.
“I bet I could do it like the girl in the video”
My cock was growing but again I was struggling with that it was growing for my buddy sucking my cock.
“Nah man I mean I’m not gay”
” you dont have to be gay dude. It’s just experimenting. Lots of people do it” Cory said.
“Nah man I’m good” I said. I was so turned on I couldn’t ignore it. “I gotta take a piss” I got up and went to the bathroom. When I got there I jerked off so hard and cummed so quick.
When I got back into the basement he was playing the game again and we didn’t talk until his turn was over.
” I wanna suck something” he said with determination in his eyes.
Jokingly I told him to suck a lollipop
“Not a lollipop. I want to try it”. Cory said looking at my crotch.
My cock was rock hard again and I couldn’t deny it anymore.
“Dude if we do this you cant tell anyone ever” I said serious as I’ve ever been.
” I wont he said”. Looking me in the eye.
“Ok I said. What now i mean what do i do”? I said confused.
“Take it out” he said looking at my crotch again.
I looked down at my crotch and fumbled with my zipper and button. My hands shaking I pulled my boxers down slightly and grabbed my cock releasing it from my pants. I am 7 inches long and rock hard at this point. I look at him with my cock out for the first time in front of a man.
He looks at my cock.
“Nice dick” he said as he positioned himself sideways next to me. “So I guess I’ll start” he said obviously uncomfortable as well.
He leaned forward and his head came down and suddenly I felt his mouth around the head of my cock. It felt amazing and I immediately didn’t care it was a guy. I just felt a mouth and leaned my head back.
He moved his head up and down quite well and not a single tooth was hitting my dick. It was soft and smooth and warm and I loved it.
Without even realizing it my hand was on the back of his head going with the motion of his head. Up and down, up and down.
Time went by and the feeling started to increase. It felt so good and soon I was getting to the edge.
“I’m gonna cum” I said getting close and releasing his head. Figuring hes not gonna take my cum in his mouth. But he never stopped.
He didn’t increase his pace but he didn’t stop. Soon after I started to cum. I was groaning and my head flew back in ecstacy as my load blew into his mouth. Rope after rope of cum shot into his mouth. So much so that he couldn’t hold it all and some spilled out onto my lap.
He came up after taking my cum and spit it into a cup he had been drinking out of.
“Holy shit” I said tucking my cock back into my pants.
Weirdly after it happened we were both quiet and soon just went back to playing the game. We never talked about it but every once in a while I think about it. Obviously lol
Tell me what you think. I hope it was hot.

March in Florence [MF]

Let’s start from the beginning. From my first time. Almost first time. Her name was Alice and she lived in Venice. She had some to Florence to celebrate her birthday with some friends. She was turning 18 and so was I. That day the destiny thought daring to cross our paths. It was a Friday evening in March and I was enjoying an aperitivo sitting outside with some friends when she sat with her friends at the next table.

At the beginning I noticed her for her short, blondish hair and red lipstick. She had dressed like a woman, overdoing it like girls often do. She wore a black leather like skirt with black fishnet stockings and on top a white shirt, transparent enough to show the black bra and light enaugh to reveal the small beasts hidden in the padded bra.

It wasn’t long after she sat down that the celebration picked up and drinks were flowing. I thought how I could start talking to her and I resorted to the oldest trick “can I borrow your lighter” I said “is that all you want to borrow ” she answered flirtatious. We began talking and as the drinks increased so did my excitement about the night’s prospect.