[FM] Fucking a sexy man almost twice my age

I’ve always been attracted to older men. Ever since I was young I crushed hard on *”older”* celebrities like Hugh Grant, Hugh Laurie, Hugh Jackman (or maybe it was just a Hugh thing? haha anyway you get where I’m going with this). I loved watching DILF porn, especially lusting over men with facial hair. When I would masturbate, I would imagine myself being fucked by these wiser older guys.

I’ve only really started dating and having sex when I turned twenty, but even before then I knew what I wanted. I always fantasized about being fucked by older men. Their experience. Their wisdom. Their presence. Their energy.

*Calling them daddy.*

I’m captivated. It’s mesmerizing.

Most of the boys I date are at least 5 years older than me, but I’ve never really ventured past the 10-year line. Embarrassed by the public perception of large age-gaps, and scared of turning my deepest fantasies into a reality, I was fearful of admitting my lust for older men.

But then it finally happened. The universe got a hold of me, and one of my biggest sexual fantasies came to life.

The Arcade [MF] [Oral] [Prostitution]

Brett turns off the engine and releases a deep breathe. Cold rain beats heavily on the windshield, and without the constant breath of the defroster, the windows have already started to fog.

The interior of the car is bathed in neon red light from the sign above the storefront. It flashes “Adult Arcade” incessantly.

It’s really come to this. Brett thinks back on his last three years at college. Mediocre grades. Unlucky in love to the say the least. Now with finals looming, he was as stressed as he’d ever been.

A friend had suggested a “Night at the Arcade” to unwind. It was a common phrase around the dorms and frat houses of VSU. Even Brett, who’d never been, knew that it had become infamous as a haven for no-string-attached release.

“Booth #1”, his friend had said with a knowing wink.

Brett takes the keys from the ignition and hurries towards the door, managing to get soaked in the process. An electronic chime announces his entry.

The room is bathed in harsh fluorescent lighting and covered wall-to-wall with dingy grey, high-traffic carpeting. Brett tries not to think about what the misshapen stains are. From behind the counter a middle aged clerk gives him a smile and a nod.

My wife becomes his slut and is passed around [Group][Cuckolding][Very Long]

I hope you can forgive bad formulations and mistakes, English is not my native language.

I have shared some of my cuckold experiences here before. As I mentioned before, I was fine with my old friend Karl cuckolding me, after he beat me and won a bet on our usual sparring matches. Karl is an army buddy, who I can trust, otherwise I never would have suggested it. I never wanted a group of guys fucking my wife in front of me. Well It happened anyway. And here is how we ended up there.

So my army buddy Karl and I sometimes bet on our sparring matches, once in a while we even bet nights with our SOs. Karl is better at hand to hand combat than me, has been since our army days. But he is not that much better, so I can’t beat him. It just seems like whenever we bet our SOs, he gains extra motivation or drive. I have not been able to beat him, whenever we bet. As time went on Karl grew more dominant in our cuckolding sessions and my wife enjoys his rough and dominant approach very much once in a while. She also enjoys new experiences however. That is how we started swinging/ partner swapping and drifted into cuckolding in the first place. Another thing I have not mentioned before, Karl and I train with some people from our army days and even do group sparring on occasion.

The Roommate: Revisited

The night was at an end and I opened the door to my apartment. My date had gone well but unfortunately she had been reluctant to come home with me. I had had a bit too much to drink and I ended the night with an awkward kiss and made my way home alone to take care of myself for yet another evening. I tossed my jacket onto the couch as I walked to my bedroom. I got undressed and left my clothes on my bedroom floor, making my way to the bathroom for a long shower. My roommate was out for the night so I didn’t bother bringing any clothes or a robe into the bathroom with me. I turned on the shower and soaped myself, thinking over the night and wishing that my date had come back to my apartment with me to take care of the situation I had going on in my crotch.

I turned off the water and looked down at my raging erection, realizing that I had to do something about it soon before I got too excited. I pulled the shower curtain open and, as I reached for the towel that hung on the wall beside the sink I noticed I wasn’t alone in the bathroom. My Roommate was standing in the doorway, eyes fixated on my boner and licking his lips.

Reminiscing about a car ride with my ex [MF]

This story isn’t quite as glamorous as some of the ones I’ve read on here, but it’s true and it’s about my ex who I was thinking about lately. I figured writing about it might help and I’ve always wanted to submit to this sub.

I am a [18M] who is 5’9 and weighs around 180 with a sturdy, muscular build. I guess you wouldn’t say my face is very attractive by visual standards. My ex was an [18F] of a rather petite build. She had blonde, curly hair, small but perky breasts, and a firm, toned butt from training for cross country and track.

We had a good relationship, and I had never done anything sexually with a girl before her. She was my first girlfriend. Her name was Hayley, and we met at church shortly after I moved states. In fact, she was the first person that I met in the new state. We hit it off pretty quickly and started dating within a month or two of meeting each other in the summer.

She loves putting on a show [m][f] and [m][m][m]

This is a wild story from a night we had while visiting another city here in the states. My (now ex) girlfriend, 28 at the time, had always had an exhibitionist side. She’s 5’7 with tan skin, b cups, and an ass that is second to none, so I understand why she isn’t shy when it comes to showing off her body. (Feel free to pm me if you want to hear about any other stories about her, but for now, here’s my favorite).

We’re at a bar close to our Airbnb. We’ve been drinking for a few hours and having fun – that feeling when you’re really letting loose without a worry in the world on vacation. We end up talking to this group of guys that are waiting at the bar next to us about the game that’s on, then our teams, then anything else that came up. They were 3 grad school guys out on a Saturday night with hopes of hooking up but didn’t get so lucky. Fast forward to the end of the night, we invite them back to smoke a little and have another drink or 2.

Pornhub and chill [Group]

After my last story about Marcus and Aaron and myself, we have had a few other fuck sessions in the school. Basically, they knew I was ready for it whenever I wore a dress to work. We would meet up once all other staff members left for the day and spend an hour or so doing our thing.

Recently, Marcus text me saying “pornhub and chill?” I had no clue what he meant, even though many can assume it meant he wanted to fuck.

We exchanged texts while I was trying to get him to explain to me what he meant. He ultimately asked me to come over to his place so we can watch porn together.

We both had the day off since school was closed for a holiday and I was bored at home, so I decided to take him up on his offer.

I got ready and headed over to his place.

Once I got there, he invited me into his living room and we sat and he turned on the TV. His phone was connected to the TV and he immediately pulled up the porn site and started browsing.

My mom’s affair with another man [MF]

Hello guys. This is Aditya. I am about to narrate stories of my mommy’s relationship with my best friend’s dad. Me and Tariq were in final year of engineering and he often used to live with me and my mom. My mom treated him as a son and we all were in good bond. I lived in a flat having a room and a hall along with balcony, kitchen and washroom. Me and Tariq often slept in hall and mommy used to sleep inside the room.

My mom was in her mid 40’s and was a very beautiful north Indian lady. As we lived in Bangalore, she looked odd with her fair skin. She used to wear old ethnic and western outfit. At home she used to wear tops with shorts and sleep in nighties. Since she was a bit shy minded, she always liked talking to us only in hall and not in room. She used to keep privacy with herself. I knew Tariq called her aunty but had cozy feelings for her from inside. Once, he told me that my mom is much hotter and younger than her’s. We even used to watch mature porn. I knew he had fantasies for her.

Experience popping my cherry with my dad’s friend… [Mm] [anal]

I wanted to share a story of an experience I had when I was younger involving me popping my cherry with one of my dad’s friends. I kept this story bottled up for a long time thinking it was weird and embarrassing, until I finally told a friend recently. He found it sexy and told me he was jealous, which motivated me to post it here. Regardless, I hope it helps to take some of the shame away from something that is supposedly common, and maybe show some people out there that it isn’t wrong to explore your sexuality with someone more experienced

My sexuality started budding late for a somewhat jock-type guy. Whenever boys in the lacrosse locker rooms shared nudes of girls or talked about their middle-school sex experiences like hand-jobs and making out, I felt uncomfortable. Like an outsider. Whenever they tried to hook me up with girls I would say I was waiting for marriage or something to hold them off. I was ribbed constantly for it.

[LONG] [MF] Roommate Strangelove or: How I learnt to stop worrying and to be her sub – PART 2

This story takes place about a year and a half after the night I became Jenn’s sub. A lot had happened since then, we developed a switch relationship, a week or two she would take charge and be the aggressor, other times I would sense a change in her mood as she became submissive and I would take that as my cue to take charge. A few months in we became good at communicating and indicating who wishes to be in charge and for the most part it was working out very well, neither one of us was very greedy and loved both ends of the spectrum however until then it had really only revolved around when we were fucking that night, this would change after the end of our first semester in our second year.