I’ve had this fantasy as long as I can remember. I know this doesn’t make me different than other guys (and some ladies). I was part of a few before, but I was either the “extra guy” or it was with someone that I didn’t have a serious relationship with. But I’ve always had this fantasy of sharing my girl with another guy.
Tag: Straight
Fucking my best friend’s boyfriend [FM]
Some backstory about me to start with, I’m 28 and a curvy with a very high sex drive (the first thing I do in the morning is use a dildo in the shower and the last thing I do at night before I sleep is make myself cum.) I’ve been single for about 6 months but I’ve always been very active on dating apps like Tinder, Plenty of Fish or Bumble going on dates or just plain hooking up with guys from there to get some real sex and give my toys a rest. That all worked well till the country went on lockdown cause of the coronavirus and my usual sea of guys that I could get some action from had become almost totally empty and all the bars and clubs being shut meant I couldnt pick up a guy the old-fashioned way either. The other main people in this story are my best friend of far too many years who we’ll call Jennifer. Jennifer is similar to me in a lot of ways same age, both curvy with her having bigger boobs and me having the better ass and we’re both sexually open minded. The biggest difference is that Jennifer hates the idea of sleeping around especially as much as I do and this has caused arguments between us in the past but now she just leaves me to be me and quietly judges me. Jennifer’s long term boyfriend Craig is the other person in this story. Craig is really not my type, it’s not that he isn’t a good looking guy. He’s just a bit of a geek and I tend to go for more outgoing confident guys. From the time they first met till now over 3 years later its been love, she’d tell me after the first time they’d slept together that he was definitely the one for her but that’s enough back story for today.
Past Lover Fantasy [MFM] [Creampie]
I wrote a fantasy story for my wife to read.
She and I discuss openly our past lovers, no issues and incorporate past lovers into our sex life, discussion etc. though it is now being built into our fantasies, she gets extremely turned on at the thought of threesome’s with myself and past lovers.
My wife read the below last night, before we got into bed…
“It’s early evening. We are in a Hotel room, a nice up market hotel. You’ve just walked out of the shower and lay on the bed, still kind of wet. You are slightly horny and begin being suggestive that you want some fun.
I move over to the bed and begin kissing you, running my hands over your beautiful naked body. Moving my mouth and flicking my tongue over your nipples, sucking them slow but firm kisses and sucking.
I move my hand down to your legs and begin rubbing over your pussy, just lightly.
I begin moving my mouth down from your breasts, kissing your stomach and then running my tongue over your pussy. Kissing, teasing around the sides.
Constellation Arc 2 Begins! [Superhero, NC, Abuse, Plot Heavy]
You can find the whole arc [HERE](https://johndrakeauthor.com/2020/03/23/constellation-arc-2-fallen-star/). New issue every monday.
Issue #7 – A New Beginning
Lira could tell when her stepfather was almost home. It was his work boots; they made a unique sound in the hallway as he approached the door to their apartment. It wasn’t easy to hear them over the constant background noise of the city all around, but she’d had plenty of practice and incentive. The sound only bought her a few seconds, but that was enough time to get off the couch and hurry into her bedroom and out of sight.
“What the fuck have you been doing all day?!” she heard him bellow at her mother as soon as he came in through the door. Her words weren’t quite slurred, but it was easy to hear that he was already drunk. “I told you to clean this place up!”
“I’m so sorry, Randall,” her mother said plaintively. Leanna always sounded like she was on the verge of tears when she talked to her husband, and usually was. “I was busy preparing dinner and -” A sharp sound cut her off: he’d slapped her. Once upon a time that sound had made Lira flinch, but it was as familiar as the work boots by now.
Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 4 [BDSM, M/f, NC, Reluc]
*Part 4! I’ve been so encouraged (and turned on) by your comments and PMs. Thanks for following along. I’ve decided that this will be the second-to-last part of this series. I hope you enjoy. As always, PMs are open!*
When my eyes snapped open, I immediately felt my pussy flood. I had training to thank for that. My heightened sense of arousal was a discomfort sometimes, but more often than not, a welcome gift. Today, I hoped it would serve me well. I resisted the temptation to rub my swollen bud, but I knew not to. Cumming was a privilege, not a right, as I understood that my body is not my own. I sighed frustratedly, resigning to be content with a fantasy of what my day would entail.
The auction. I had achieved the institution’s highest standards and have been labeled and processed as a sex slave to be sold to the highest bidder tonight, male or female. Secretly, I hoped for a male. Nothing could compare to the feeling of being impaled on a real cock that moved and came within whatever hole a master chose. I bit my lip at the thought. I had no say in the matter, of course, as my opinion is as worthless as me, but a slave could dream.
Met a divorced mum from tinder [M]
Hey First time poster.
As a single guy aged 27 I like most guys was on Tinder for a few different reasons. One Thursday after work I was swiping away and matched up with a 43 yr old woman named Jen for story purposes.
After breaking up with my long term GF about 2 yrs earlier I had grown to really enjoy being with and meeting older women. Jen though was the oldest by a few yrs. We chatted and had some back and forth nothing to serious just some flirty fun and I asked if I could buy her a drink some time. She replied that she had vodka at her place and we could just meet there. I of course was fine with that and we agreed to meet the next Monday.
I went to her place on the Monday night and we chatted and each had some vodka. Jen was divorced with grown kids she was 43 and lived a 20 meter walk from the beach. She was about 5’8 blonde with really blue eyes a really nice tan mixed with some nice freckles, she had very nice breasts but her crowning glory as it were was her just incredible ass she wore a lovely white flowy cotton dress. The chat turned a bit more flirty and we had a dance to some Anderson Paak.
[MF] Pretending to be roommates and making out with strangers at a bar. [long]
A few months ago, I [posted](https://redd.it/dnum32) a story on how my fiancee, Jess [27F], and I [30M] have started getting into a bit into sharing our sex life via platforms like SnapChat. We’ve have been off and on (things got busy around the holidays with families), but on those days when I would get out of work and see that she had sent photos of herself to other men for them to get off got me so turned on, I would often not need to masturbate to porn for days; just the thought of her getting someone off electronically would do it for me. We hadn’t progressed into anything physical, as we were a both a bit apprehensive to dive in (her more so than me). That changed in Mid-January.
We were planning on going to a friends house party on a Saturday, which happened to be in the city and nearby a lot of really great (read: dive-y) bars. Ones that people go to in order to get completely wasted and have random hookups. The night before, she surprised me by going down on me before bed, and started dirty talking in between taking my cock deep in her mouth. Telling me stories of her past. Saying how much she missed going to bars and making out with strangers with no ramifications. Blaming me for taking her locking her down in her prime so she would never be able to have a one night stand again.
AFTER WE BROKE UP, SHE BECAME A HUGE SLUT [mf] [facial] [rimjob] [oral] [squirt] [mast]
Amy and I had been together for about three years. Our relationship, as most, started off pretty hot and heavy. We met in a bar and headed out into the alley for some fresh air. She seemed chill to me, but when she hoisted her skirt up, squatted down and pissed on the ground — not even bothering to go behind a Dumpster — I knew she was wild. She held eye contact with me the entire time while she finished her story.
We took an Uber home. She invited me upstairs. It was all a blur, it happened so fast. My cock was in her mouth. She was sitting on my face, grinding back and forth. I ate her asshole from behind. On the sofa. I think? And then I was inside of her. Pumping away as fast and as hard as I could. It either lasted no time at all, or hours and hours. Like I said. It was a blur.
But it didn’t take long for things to sour. We started fighting. She wanted to move in together. I wasn’t ready. Eventually, I did move in. And that caused more problems. I blamed her. She resented me. But everyone said these were just the standard relationship growing pains. They weren’t. There were serious red flags everywhere.
Maybe self isolation isn’t so bad – day #6 part ii, we gave a couple a show [MF]
This is Mona again.
Nick’s “quick job” still meant that he was out for almost the entire day. He ended up coming home not long after the two of us finished work for the day. We were sitting in the living room having a some snacks around the coffee table when the door opened.
He stood in the doorway, covered in clothing from head to toe, wearing a mask and gloves still, nothing but his blue eyes and long eyelashes visible. He said a muffled hi through the mask, went to the bathroom, with the door open, washed his hands and threw the gloves out, then his mask, then washed his hands again. He turned around, his face looked like he had been in a fist fight, looking swollen and red where the mask had been.
He went to the fridge and grabbed a beer and sat down opposite us again. He leaned back as he took the first sip. His dark brown hair a mess after taking his hat off, looking disheveled, damp with sweat, but in a rather sexy way. He took off his sweater while answering our questions about his day, his t-shirt sticking to his wet skin, his muscles on his lean arms showing their shape, as he reached for a cigarette telling us how he hadn’t been able to have one all day.
“If you haven’t figured it out, I’m coming to fuck you today”
Not the sentence that started the day, but the sentence I realized I’m a bitch and I deserve to be punished.
Today is day 5 of our 30-day challenge, the day began with our good mornings to each other. I could tell I wasn’t doing well with the morning conversation; I woke up completely sexually frustrated, it has been awful being away since our last visit, not knowing when I will be able to see my Master again. After a couple glasses of wine the evening before, all I wanted was a surprise visit in the morning. My responses were short, and I knew I was turning into a brat pretty quick. My Master gave me the orders for day 5. Little did I know I was about to ruin the surprise I was wanting so badly.
“Today is all holes day, you may alternate between beads and plugs for your ass, balls and toys for your pussy and the gag. You will remain braless and bottomless. Since it is chilly, I will allow a see through top. You may not cum. You are permitted to remove the gag at 6pm and when you eat”