[M] Fixing my [F]neighbor’s leak

It was a reasonably warm summer day, and having a rare day where I wasn’t at work and everyone else was out of the house, I decided to take a deckchair out and sit in the back garden for a while. I was listening to music on my phone, but decided not to put in headphones in case either the landline phone rang, or someone came to the house, so that I would hear them.

I’d been out for a while when I thought I heard a voice. I thought maybe someone had been ringing the doorbell and I hadn’t heard it after all, but then I realized it was coming from my neighbor’s house.

“Danny, can you hear me?” I heard her shout.

It was my neighbour Diana, and she was shouting out my name, although she sounded quite muffled. I leaned forward to pick my phone up from off the floor under the chair where I had put it, and turned the music off.

“Danny, please tell me you can hear me?” she cried out, she almost sounded like she was crying.

“Hey Diana, what’s the problem?” I shouted back.

Advent Kinkendar: December 4th

I still had a faceful of cum when I woke up this morning; but thankfully we weren’t required to sleep plugged. Those didn’t go back in until after we were bathed together by Miss. Honestly, going to the bathroom in front of other people is not easy; but I’m getting used to it in the mornings at least.

Miss gave us our boxes while she was eating breakfast today, each contained a big purple permanent marker pen. Both of us were quite confused until she explained. “Body writing day, sluts. You’re first going to label yourselves with something that you’ll keep all month. Then you’re going to write something on each other, and then I’ll write something on you both. So boy, climb up on the table so I can see what you write”.

I was very glad she went to him first because I really had no clue what to write. I mean, he obviously didn’t either, and climbed up onto the table and sat there confused. I was too distracted thinking to watch, but when my turn came I got a look as he climbed down; “Miss’ toy” scrawled messily on one thigh. I must admit to feeling a bit superior as I climbed up, certain my idea was better. But that was soon overtaken by the sheer feeling of exposure I felt sitting there in front of Miss with my legs spread. It was as though I was going to be her dessert.

[F] But I’m married – The Reddit girl

I’ve thought long and hard about posting this story, it happened Thursday/Friday 26th/27th, I didn’t want to hurt anyone but that was maybe not their intention

I’ve decided not to post the conversation even though the account has been deleted, again because there ‘could’ be a genuine person at the end who just made a mistake, so here we go….

The one things happened since I started posting these stories is that lots of people have messaged me, largely in support, lots to give advice but quite a lot have been from females, often married saying how much they love my stories as they describe their untapped fantasies and how they are trapped in straight marriages and long to experience that I have

One particular message was from a young 33yr old single mother who’d recently split from her husband but had always been Bi curious and she said my stories had been an inspiration and had unlocked something inside her which I was pleased about, let me be clear I wrote about these experiences because I wanted to offload myself, I write training guides in work so I consider myself to have a way with words and I used to blog many years ago so converting my new amazing experiences into words on a page has helped me AND as I’ve written them and read the comments I’ve also had some personal time as I’ve recounted them ?

Search [f]ind [f]uck

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So [f]or you guys that arent aware of what this is or perhaps a different wording. Its essentially posting on an add of sorts where you would take a photo of the location you are at with a distance radius of say 100km(cant make it to easy lol) and a time frame of how long you would stay there. If someone/someones willing to put in the time and effort to find you they get to fuck you.

A quick bio of me. Ive always been into kink…submissive slut. from light bdsm to extreme. Bondage. Restraints. To exhibitionism/voyeurism. Toys to fisting. Chocking to asphyxiatipn. Degradation to humilation. One on one to gb.
Im married with kids, a career woman in law.
Photo attached to save imagination

So i posted my ‘ad’ to see if there was any interest and also engage in conversation at the very least about it. Took roughly an hour before i began to get DM’s. One guy asked ‘what if more than one arrives at the same time’ (at that point i should have seen the alarm bells, but being horny and fun i didnt) i responded with ‘well either join in watch or wait your turn’. I never got a reply back i didnt think much of it and moved onto the next DM.

[FMM]fwb came inside me only to be eaten out by the next guy.

My fwb loved when I post on reddit to find men that would be willing to do this, among other things. It wasn’t long before I had a ton of messages. My post was looking for an open minded guy to come over after my fwb came inside me and lick me clean then cum/spit play and leave. One guy replied super quick and exactly what I was going for. This guy was too good and role played how he saw it should go. I was on board. No sucking. No fucking.

My fwb came over in the morning after 7am, came inside me and couldn’t wait to hear how it goes. The guy came over around 830, went straight down to his knees and started eating me out. He fingered me too. It was hard not to take my tits out and start having him feel me up. He slurped and licked me up so loud. He kept saying how wet I was and hearing him slid in and out of my pussy put me over the top. Still fingering me, I came pretty quick. He sucked me up, with his mouth full of me and my fwb, we made out, swapping spit and cum, he had these moans every time his tongue went inside my mouth. It got messy and basically spit running down my chin but I didn’t care, it was so fucking hot.

I cream pied [M]y girl[F]riend, then her [F]riend ate her out. (Literally).

Girlfriend, her busty friend and myself were all out having drinks at a bar/club type establishment. On my way to the club my girlfriend sucked my off until I blew my load into her mouth. Then when she met up with her friend mere minutes later, they made out (with a mouth full of fresh cum), so I definitely was looking forward to what the night had in store.

My girlfriend is cute, and stood near me most of the night, we’d all dance for a few songs, then have another drink or so. I was excited, and didn’t want to get too drink, and I also drank at least half a glass of water for every shit or drink I consumed (got to stay hydrated).

While dancing, my girlfriend would grind on me, pushing her ass firmly against my groin. Then she’d spin around and whisper sweet-somethings in my ear.

“I loved sharing your cum with my friend, she seems to like you” and wink her friend over.

Her friend, as I said was quiet busty, and would sometimes dance behind or beside me, making sure to press those sweet tits onto me. A couple times she “secretly”, would press up against me, pushing out her chest, then wrap her arms around me, “accidentally”rubbing them against my bulge.

Three Wrongs Make… a Needed Night [Long], [Hotel], [Cheating], [MF]

**Please Note: This story contains infidelity.**

To Skip the Setup a.k.a Foreplay of this long story, scroll to down to **Round One** (and **Round Two**).

*****

It all happened about a decade ago in a top-tier high-rise hotel in a major Midwestern City (USA). Complications with my work schedule resulted in a twelve-hour overnight layover, for which my employer paid for in full.

The hotel I had been offered was impressive. Above the 20th floor, plush robes and free drinks? I’ll take it! Especially since my employer was paying. I opened a bottle and committed to enjoying my one night stay.

My phone chimed with a text message from my wife, the only text since a huge argument earlier during this weeklong job trip.

*Don’t call or text. I’m with a friend tonight.*

I knew exactly what that implied. My wife was emotionally and physically involved with a friend. A few weeks before that, she had flatly told me she didn’t love me anymore and we should consider separating.

“You should just run off and get laid,” my wife had suggested during the argument. Perhaps she was right- she was with someone else, after all.

My neighbor caught me peeking….

from:  [Tommy59@gmail.com](mailto:Tommy59@gmail.com)

to:  J-sunz1993@yahoo.com

date:  a few minutes ago

Subject:  Dude I just snapped this picture……

Attch:  WTFDude!!.jpeg

Hey man!  I don’t have a lot of time to talk, but I just wanted to share this with you.  You know that neighbor that I’ve been telling you about?  The hot MILF from across the street?  You’re not going to fucking believe this.  Alright hold on.

Hotwife Fiery Nurse Hotel Romp [MF]

**MEETING FOR DRINKS**

We met on a site dedicated to the swinging lifestyle and we sexted for a while before meeting. She was mildly nerdy, as was I, and so we shared some interests. I was a bull/stag, she was a hotwife, and we both had permission to prowl and play if we saw fit. She was a cute red head with curly hair, bright blue eyes, and a mischievous smile. She was curvy in the right places and carried a little extra weight, but no harm no foul, she was curvaceous and sexy. I’m a six-foot-tall, relatively fit, brown eyed Texan man with a pretty even-keeled attitude about things. I’ve been told my sense of humor is decent and my jawline is strong, so I guess I’ve got that going for me…

We met at a little casual dining restaurant for a few drinks. We both sat in the parking lot and texted each other saying we were here… the nerves were real at this point. We both stepped out of our cars about 30 feet from each other, smiled nervously, and then approached, hugged, and introduced ourselves for the first time in person. She smelled amazing… not like an overpowering perfume but more like subtle flowers and… well… woman. We walked together into the restaurant starting with small talk and anxious jitters.

Him [M] teaching me [F] a lesson for blowing him at his parents house.

I haven’t posted in a few weeks with the holidays, so I thought I would provide a short update. I spent last week with my in-laws (don’t worry they had been quarantining fully and we drove straight to see them) so sex has been fleeting moments taking “long showers” until finally getting home with some privacy. However, one brief stolen moment where I gave him a blow job on the floor of his bedroom was particularly fun, as we listened to the heating repair guys (and possibly his mom) talk about fixing the heating system through the vents while my husband tried to stay quiet while I blew him. It was fun, but resulted in him telling me, “When we get home, I am going to owe you a spanking for that.” Exciting threat – let’s see you make good on that, I thought to myself.