[M] my first MMF experience with another couple was the hottest and sexiest day of my life.

So I’m going to start with, my sexual history is fairly vanilla, after my divorce I decided it’s time to get to know myself and explore my sexuality, getting married young prevented me from really understanding myself and my desires. I recently came to the conclusion that I’m not entirely straight, more heteroflexable(I hate labels) that is I don’t find men attractive but find some sexual acts with them to be hot as hell. But never acted in this impulse mostly because I was nervous, and finding someone that is ok with that label can be difficult.

I met a couple here on Reddit and started chatting with the husband first on Kik, he wanted to suck a big dick with his wife. So after some chatting she joined the kik conversation. We talked for a few weeks, they sent pictures of themselves fucking and I sent some solo pics their way. Finally we decided it was time to meet.

My sister (F19) ass all for me (M20) and great birthday presents (UPDATE 4)

Sorry for the long time, i’ve been very busy with uni and all that, but here is the fourth update to my story with my sister, this will be a long one i think, but its the least i can do for disappearing like that. Here i leave the others if you want to catch up to the story.

[First part](https://www.reddit.com/r/Incestconfessions/comments/lb0khc/my_little_sister_caught_me_recording_her_in_the/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Second Part](https://www.reddit.com/r/Incestconfessions/comments/lc6mg7/my_little_sister_caught_me_recording_her_in_the/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Third part](https://www.reddit.com/r/Incestconfessions/comments/li2nlg/my_little_sister_caught_me_recording_her_in_the/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Fourth part](https://www.reddit.com/r/Incestconfessions/comments/ltq51m/getting_a_m20_bj_from_my_sis_f19_and_tasting_her/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

This is a real story about how taking spyvids and pics of my sister led to us playing with each other in secret. I still got the vids and pics so if you want to trade dm me for my kik but plis, if you got nudes or videos of underage girls im really not interested…jesus…

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I [F] (21years) finally lost my virginity after watching the last episode of WandaVision

Hi all, posted this on another sub and got told it would also fit here. So for the past one and a half years I [F21] have been in a relationship. This is actually first time being with someone. My bf [M22] and I are very intimate with each other, but at the start of our relationship we had decided to wait with sex as I wasn’t ready for it and I didn’t want to rush it. In the meantime, we have done some teasing, touching, sexting and even tasting which I very much enjoyed. Wemy bf and I decided that I would let him know when I felt ready for ‘the moment’.

So, the Saturday before last one, my bf and I were at his place watching the latest and last episode of WandaVision (love the show). We were laying in bed, did some cuddling and I eventually put my hand on his leg. In no time I could feel him getting hard. I don’t know what hit me next and I still can’t really describe it, but it felt something I describe as sensational happiness (I know it probably doesn’t make any sense). Everything felt so good, like all my problems faded away. I am very lucky with my bf and at that moment I felt like the happiest girl in the world. But that feeling also had something intense, something sexual. I felt my panties getting wet and got really turned on. I grabbed my bf’s bulge, looked him in the eye and told him: we are gonna do it right here, right now. This was the moment and feeling I have been waiting for.

The Assistant 15 [affair]

The following week, both Kylie and Anthony got STI tests done without their spouses knowledge and they were both fine. Though they had worked out their communication issue, they did not have the opportunity to have any sex.

One Friday Audrey came in, strutting over to Anthony who had just popped out to hand Kylie a file.

“Can you email Craig and ask him for the latest marketing reports?” Anthony asked. Kylie took the file and nodded. Anthony saw his wife and smiled. “Hey. What are you doing here?”

Audrey wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Kylie ignored them as she grit her teeth. Audrey looked into his eyes and smiled. He took her into his office.

“I came to steal you and bring you home early,” Audrey said.

“Oh really?” Anthony said as he sat down. “What’s the occasion?”

“Mom and dad have the kids all weekend,” she said and she sat on the edge of his desk, real close to him.

Anthony noticed how short her pink dress was, making her legs look long. She leaned forward slightly, letting him have a full view of her chest as she bit her lip. He smirked.

An Asian girls dream 1/3 [Power exchange] [Raceplay] [Slavery] [Dub con] [Collar] [Photography]

It was a normal day a strange day. I spend my day going around the city trying to find anyone who would hire me. But well nobody did. I went around trying to find all of the different company’s to see if they would have me. Truth is I kind of wanted to fail my interviews. I asked way to much that was out of order for any good Chinese worker and especially for me. Just a girl who just barely finished school with bad grades. It was not my fault. Not really my fault. Well yea but I tried. I was distracted.

My Mum had got us access to the real internet. Like the one that the white people use. I spend way way to much time there. Talking to them and well I watch my fair share of white on Asian porn and not going to lie I was in love. I well I kind of worshiped white people and wanted to serve them, I wished I was a housewife to a tall handsome white man. I knew were I was strolling there was a small building on the outer side of the city some white people had a shop were they gave Chinese girls the chance to leave their life and to go to the west. Lots of girls had gone only about 30 out of the few hundred had refused the offer of a better life. I wanted to get and take an offer.

Selling 801 Villa [FM] [straight] [femalepleasure][femaleorgasm][oral][tease]

Back when I was a kid, I used to go to clean houses with my mum. Not so much as clean and more of sitting around while she cleans, but you get the gist. Every day she’d pick me up from school, and we’d go off to some rich person’s house. Where she’d wash floors, do laundry, organise their home, cook, and do anything they’d ask for, really. Then, after the sun would have set and all the floors would shine, we’d slowly walk back to our shabby cold house. Where I’d listen to her tell me all about how I should marry a rich husband who will take care of me.

Fast forward a few decades, I’m now 30 years old, and I still haven’t found my prince.

Life kind of took its own turn, and I ended up building my own empire instead. I own one of the most successful real estate agencies on the island, and I’ve also marked my name trading crypto money, so it’ safe to say that I’m a self-made queen. But to you, I’m Mandy.

Click [MF]

There are two traps when it comes to these things, situations, romances like this one. The first trap that I fall for is the look in his eyes. That look that says “love, you are the only person that matters in the world.” And it’s a look that transforms you. Changes you from the beggar in the cold selling matchsticks to the beggar in flames in the ethereal sky. Then there is that second trap. The one that sucks you in and turns you into molecular specks in the distant galaxy. The one where you feel, are, do everything to be next to him. You become everything and anything for that person. And I’m falling for the second one fast.

Who am I? Who have I been in the past? I can’t see anything but who I am with him. The room changes at the sound of his name, on my lips, on my soul. The name that he answers to. The sound that his heart beats to is my voice. And sometimes he hypnotizes me. Like the artist in the throws of artistry, with a spotlight on me, he asks me to pose for him.

I want you, in every way. [F4M [soft] [that guy]

I know my letter hasn’t made it to you—my letter full of all the naughty, heathenish things I want  to do to/with/on you—but I have an addendum:

I want to pet your shoulders, wrap my forearms under your arms and up your back, hold onto you like a harness while you catch you breath. 

I want to play with your hair until you fall asleep on the couch with your head in my lap, watching Audrey live her dream Italian life. 

I want to sit like that for an hour after you drift off, and study all the bits of your relaxed face I never get to see anymore. 

I want to sit in your lap and shave you with a straight razor, like in Bond, and watch you nervously accept your fate and practice trusting me. I want to rub cream into your cheeks, mould them into funny faces, then take your life into my hands. Show you how I will never, ever let you get hurt. Follow the curves of your body which is somehow not just a gift to you but also, now, to me? Wrap a warm towel on your chin; douse you in oil. Kiss you until you lean all the way back onto the bathroom tiles, and have my way with you there. 

Sexual Tension with my Roommate [MF]

Warning: This is very long.

Skip to SPICY for the start of the night we fucked

Skip to SPICIER for the actual sex

[Background – 1st year of University]

For some background, I [M] became best friends with a girl named Sarah [F] (fake name) in first year of University. I knew of her in high school because she was my best friend’s FWB. Never met her or even interacted with her until University. We ended up living in the same res building and because we knew of each other, we quickly became good friends.

In first year, I had a long distance gf and she had been in a couple of casual FWB-type relationships, so we knew that our friendship wasn’t going to have any sexual tension and had no chance of hooking up. Plus, my best friend from high school used to fuck her so I had no interest in making things weird. That’s probably why we were so comfortable with each other. We went to many parties, studied for exams, ate lunch/dinner, hang out together. We basically saw each other every day.

Searching for him (age play) (older male)

“Bethy I need to get out. I’m over feeling miserable for myself because he left.” Olive pleaded with her neighbor. “Call the girls and let’s go to Stirrups.” 

One more pouty look is shot across the living room at Bethany before she caves and picks up her phone. They both quickly send out a group text to a couple close friends and get ready for a Saturday night out on the town. A couple hours later five 28yo single women walk into the club, and get the window booth overlooking the river and boardwalk. 

Bethany signals the bartender and they all order their first round, talking about how their loser exes should be feeling miserable instead of them and they’re going to change that tonight. They make a pact over the second round to each get at least two numbers from men tonight. By the fourth round of drinks giggling and dares start happening.