[MF] My Best Buddy’s Widow. Part 5

Read part 4 here

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It felt like it took forever for me to see Addie again and with the time difference and not being able to talk as much, just made me miss her a lot more.

Now I she knows that I love her, and she has told me the same. The euphoric feeling it gave me also made me miss her a lot more.

Good thing I was extremely busy, and it made time fly so much faster. Before I knew it, I was on my way to Hawaii and prepare for Addie’s arrival.

I was able to finish all my work commitments by Tuesday morning, so I had lots of time to prepare. I got a shave and a haircut then I went to a florist and bought her some flowers.

Addie arrived around 5:30 PM and we headed straight to our hotel. The suite was everything we hoped for and more. But as soon as we walked in our suite, we did not care how nice it was, nor how good the view was. We had one thing in mind.

Menagerie [MF] [drugged] [aliens] [cream pie] [bondage] [noncon]

You woke up one morning…not in your apartment but in someone’s else’s. You remember last night going to bed, doing all the same routines you normally do. A brief hazy flash of a dream-like memory crosses your mind but you cannot make it out. “Where am I?” You think to yourself. You look around for your phone but don’t see it. You sheepishly yell out “hello, is anyone home?” No answer. You search around the apartment; no one else here. The apartment was oddly orderly like when a house is up for sale; all the amenities there but looking not lived in and staged. “A neat freak must live here” you think. Then you notice something else odd. There are no windows anywhere, plenty of scenic paintings but no windows. To get some sense of where you are you go to open the door…and it’s locked from the outside. “What the fuck is going on?!” You feel a sense of panic you search around the apartment but fail to find any other exits. You sit in fear and desperation on the bed. After you lay in silence you hear the door open and you suddenly sit up.

Chloe’s gone wild. Chloe’s adventures part 4

Chloe skipped upstairs to her bedroom and went to the wardrobe and pulled out some tiny shorts and a strapped top. She put them on, grabbed her tablet and went downstairs. She sat in the sofa and put in the Tele. “Nothing ever good on at this time” she thought, “off to the back garden I go. Enjoy the sun I think.”
Chloe grabbed a drink and went to the patio outside. She chilled on the lounger, looking at work related things on her tablet, arranging flowers for Toms sisters wedding among other things.
“Oooo Tom” she thought, her pussy jumped in excitement. “Can’t get distracted” as she said this to herself, the neighbour fired up his lawn mower.
“For fuck sake, that’s that peace ruined. I’ll go have a word see how long he’s gunna be” Chloe headed to the fence, she peered over and to her amazement it wasn’t the old man that lived there. Or even his wife. It was a late teens looking shirtless guy.

Sneaky Sister In Law 2[Str8][FM][public][noncon]

It has been a few weeks since the incident on the couch with Cari and myself. I walked away thinking that she was caught up in the moment with wine and sexual conversation, but it was clear that it was not over with a simple rejection.

Cari continued her pursuit of me behind my wife’s back. Everything escalated over time, starting small and almost innocent and then suddenly I realized that she was truly never going to stop. She wanted me.

The day after our night on the couch she came over to watch the kids. She didn’t give any signs at that point of wanting to seduce me or say anything inappropriate but we shared a couple of awkward smiles. A couple of days after that she began to tease me. I couldn’t be sure right away if it was on purpose but I noticed her bending over as she leaned over our kitchen counter. She was wearing a short denim skirt, more provocative than she would normally wear. Her skirt lifted a bit as she bent over and she stuck her ass out as if to tempt me. I admit, I stared at her for longer than I am proud of, her backside was just so young and supple. I didn’t let on that I noticed and went on with my day as if everything was normal.

An Indian Relationship opening up – Part 1

Priya and I had been dating for about three months. Since we met on Tinder, both of us entered the relationship without much expectations. We had both recently came out of a long-term relationships and were just looking for casual fun. This translated to the relationship turning sexual from the very beginning. Luckily for us, we did get along well outside the bedroom too. So we were in a place where we felt exclusive and committed to each other. Our sex life was great, and she allowed (and enjoyed) almost everything that a man and woman can do to each other. But alas, I was looking for a lot more.

During my previous relationship, I realized that I would never be satisfied with a single woman. Her name was purnima, and she was the most beautiful woman I have been with (including Priya). I was sure that all our male friend and colleagues fantasized about her sexually. Her body was breath taking. Even though she dressed conservatively, I bet she caused hard-ons wherever she went. She was very kinky in the bedroom, and we had a lot of steamy sex sessions. But unfortunately, she was a stickler for monogamy. She did not even like the idea of me fantasizing about other women or watching porn. An open relationship with her was out of question. This was one of the reasons, we broke up. I realized that most Indian women are conservative and it is extremely unlikely that I will find someone that will humor me. I decided at least for the time being to satisfy myself by just not being in long term relationships. 

[M]y [F]irst Chameleon Gentleman tryst.

Exploring my sexuality is fun. Meeting different people, and what they like is adventurous in a sense.

I tell myself I need a break, granted I do have a DB at home, which is why I browse reddit and meet people, should the opportunity present itself.

I was browsing Reddit, and the title, “any Latinas into white boys?”

I took a chance and answered his post in a private message, agree to meet up.

I met him when I got off work.
We chatted for a bit.
Got the hotel room after our convo.

lets call him AL.

Room 203.

It started off with some kisses, soft subtle ones. I had to tippy toe. This gentleman was 6’ft tall. Hair and eyes that change color, (hence the title lol) When we met up, his eyes were greenish hazel, when we departed, his eyes were teal! Lol hair was strawberry blond, and he has a slim figure.

Neighbors help my shy wife with her first oral cum. [MF]

After lurking and enjoy your writing I figured it’s time I try to write this down. It’s been well over 20 years since this happened and I’ve never put anything like this into words, so bare with me. There’s a bit of a long backstory.

I met my wife, Ann, in the 1980s through mutual friends. I was an engineer with an aerospace company in Seattle and she was a tax attorney who knew some of my coworkers. Me: I’m a dorky white guy, 6’2″ and at the time I was about 170 lbs with a pretty good body from cycling. Her: She grew up on Mercer Island to parents who made money in the import business. She was Korean, born in Seattle, and thus she was a mix of ultra strict conservative Asian family values and an American girl who liked Duran Duran and shopping. She had only dated one guy before we met, a Korean med student who she was set up with by their parents. Even though she lost her virginity to him she didn’t want to marry him because of the pressure both her parents and his put on her to do just that. Her details: very slim 5’6″, 115 lbs, long black hair contrasting her pale white skin and the most beautiful eyes you could imagine. She never shaved, but had very sparse pubic hair. Her 32A breasts were topped off with the pointiest nipples that would make pencil erasers jealous.

[MF, M mast, inc, Ds] Mark&Amy Chapter Two

*Thanks to everyone who commented or upvoted Chapter One! I love hearing that you guys like my work. Here’s another chapter, later than I wanted it to be but finished regardless. Enjoy!* -JC

#Chapter Two

She almost did it. It was so close. Amy was almost able to completely forget about the weirdness with her brother. But then he just had to text.

After leaving his dorm room, she’d gone back to her own and showered thoroughly. Scrubbed her skin until it was raw, replacing the warm, sticky feeling of her brother’s… emission… with the sharp stinging of exfoliation. It’s good for the skin, she’d reminded herself. Taking off the dead layers.

After that, the couple drinks in her had helped her slide into a dreamless sleep, and she’d awoken the next morning with the strange encounter far from her mind. It was a talent she’d developed over the years, putting things that were uncomfortable out of her mind. Her father’s illness and death… her mother’s mood swings, varying between indifference and spite for her offspring… the harassment of other kids through high school. Yup, Amy was a real champion of Not Thinking About Stuff. Gold medalist, really. If only there were an Olympic event.

Hooked up with a 26 year old who ditched me in the city [MF]

I was 19, It was a tuesday, This guy who was a bit older than me that I met in one of my college classes asked if i was down to get some drinks with his friends after class. I ofcourse say yeah as i’m young and always down for a drink.

I thought we were just gonna go for some casuals him but then his friends ask if i’m down to go clubbing that night, me already being tipsy i agree.

[MF] Cancun Hookers

I’m in my late 20’s and I recently came into enough cash that will see me through comfortably, unless I get really stupid. Of course, being stupid may be part of the reason that brought me to write a Gone Wild story. I come from humble beginnings and my boys and I always talked about how if one of us came good we’d all look out for one another. That responsibility has fell on me. I didn’t tell my boys too much, all I asked was who was down for Cancun. When I figured out who wanted to go we set up a separate group on messenger and I told my boys all they have to do is worry about their spending money and I’ll take care of the rest. Messenger before the trip was full of usual guy chat and bravado. Everyone talking about how many sluts they are gonna fuck. We rocked up in Cancun on first class flights and had a good hotel right in the main party area. I got everyone their own room so they could all bring girls back without worrying about if the room would be free or not. As you can imagine everyone was ecstatic and drunk af before we even made it into Mexican airspace.