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Am i racist. [FMM]

Let me make this short and simple. Met with two of my black friends for some fun time (i have been sex deprived for a while) and well.. we had fun.

Over the period of an entire day and two nights i think i got around 20 or so loads in my pussy multiple on my face, tits, ass, back, even inside my butthole. Needless to say i had fun. A lot of fun.

Here’s the racist part now. After the first night they told me they wanted to try something. They wanted me to insult them using racist slurs so they fuck me harder. Honestly i think they just wanted to be humiliated or something but i agreed. I support BLM but when theres two sexy black dudes asking me to be racist for their satisfaction… i gotta listen to them.

So i did it. I called them the N word the C word, i called them slaves, monkeys. I was straight up racist. They loved it all and at the moment i felt uncomfortable but the sex quickly made me forget. I used slurs multiple times throughout the day and i felt nothing. It wasn’t until today, two days later, i think about it. Am i racist? Or is it ok since its in the bedroom and consented.

Lead Me [fingering, pet play, intercourse]

*All characters are consenting adults (18+) and not related in any way. On the same note, this is intended for adults (18+) and hopefully, we’re not related.*

It’s almost ceremonial, Pavlovian. Being collared, hearing the cheery jingle of the leash, the deeper tones of hardware on the collar itself. The feeling of a collar is blissful. Not so tight that I can’t bend my neck, but still tight enough to let me know that I’m no longer in control. The first touch to my neck sends messages to my brain and I change. My body straightens and I am now your pet. I am now your toy.

I am now soaked.

I close my eyes and moan softly as I hear you clasp it shut and the tinkle of the leash as you clip it on, then its cool length as you drop it to hang down my back. Read more »

Wife’s friend needs a place to stay (Part 1) [FFM][Bi F]

I had just stepped off the plane and turned my phone on again when the text from my wife came in. “So… Simone needs a place to stay for a while. Let’s talk about it when you get home.” Simone was a friend Robin had met through our daughter’s school where they had done a “mom and me” class thing over the summer. They were instant friends, unlike most people Robin met. That was something Robin and I had in common… we generally don’t like people. In many ways, that’s why she and I bonded so well. We could share our dislike of most of humanity.

“Just stepped off the plane, I can’t wait to see you.” I texted back. She responded with a winky kissy emoji, one that was surely in the top three of her frequently used list. She knew the next 30 minutes of my life were incompatible with texting, and I appreciated the brevity. While I walked through the airport, I thought about what she had said. Much of our lives together included sheltering somebody. Her friend’s younger sister for a few months, her brother for a year. We both thought we were done with hosting refugees for a while when we moved a thousand miles away and bought this house. But , I wasn’t bothered by the idea of Simone staying with us. I couldn’t quickly explain why. That’s what I needed to figure out. Read more »

Cara [F] willingly shares a bed with her co-worker [M]

I’m really grateful for the amazing feedback I received for the first experience I shared involving my lovely, kind and sexy wife, Cara. If you haven’t read it yet, you can visit my profile. It’s called “Wife’s revelation about fellow wedding guest”. At the outset, I want to confirm the sex described here is fully consensual.

How the wedding changed us

That wedding was the first time Cara had ever said anything to me about her past sexual experiences. If it wasn’t for that guy and his awful friends being at the wedding, I’m not sure she would have ever talked about this subject. When she told me that night (in a quite matter of fact way) that her main aim back in the day, when she was a party animal, was to end the night in a guy’s bed every time she went to a pub or club, it really took me by surprise. She only blurted it out because of the booze, I think, but there’s been no turning back or major regrets since. Alcohol has a lot to answer for in society sometimes, but I genuinely think my wife would have never felt comfortable admitting to me that she was VERY sexually active before me without some boozy lubrication, probably fearing I wouldn’t love her the same way or would judge her harshly. Read more »

How a threesome joke turned in to this teachers [F]irst [MFM] with two firefighters ?‍? ?‍?

This story got rather long. Hopefully it’s worth it!

I’m Kristie. 29 and freaking out I turn 30 in one more! ? I was 28 when this event happened! Covid has me bored so I’m writing some stuff up to use some time. This happened late last year! It seems like soo long ago with the way the world is now.

I’m your typical primary school teacher, love the job but it’s a long day and it’s always stressful. I’d been single a wee while after the break up of a long term relationship which I thought might be my last and it became apparent I had no time to try start another one with the business of my job. I’d put dating and trying to find anyone in the too hard basket for awhile. Read more »

I [F] went on a business trip with my boss’ boss [M] and flipped the power dynamic for a night.

Note: Names have been changed, obviously

When I was 22 I was about six months into my first corporate job when I was sent on my first business trip. I wasn’t loving the gig for a number of reasons, but my biggest gripe was that I was the most junior employee and the only young woman on my team and I was treated like dirt. I’m a natural people pleaser so I always bent over backwards to accommodate everyone, but my resentment towards the team was growing and I saw the business trip as an opportunity to prove my value.

Five of us were sent on the trip, including my boss’ boss, Bill. Bill was in his 40s or so, very tall, broad-shouldered, deep-voiced, well-dressed, and much more put together than the rest of the team. He carried himself with a quiet confidence that garnered instant respect from everyone around him. But despite his composedness I could sense that he was nervous around me. He avoided interacting with me one-on-one, and I could feel him staring at me whenever we were near each other. Even when we were in client meetings together I caught him taking constant passing glances, which turned into full-on stares whenever my ass was within his view. Read more »