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Aoife in Amsterdam part 1: A stripper[F] helps her cum in front of an audience of twenty [F][FF][MF] LONG

Aoife was my first real girlfriend and then became my wife. These stories are an anthology of our sex life together. Its been great reviving these memories and sharing them with you all. While these are not our real names we hope you enjoy. Sharing these stories has added an extra notch to our sex drive of late. I hope you enjoy.

Amsterdam was a sex feast where we tried many things for the first time secure in our anonymity. This happened on our first night as I pre-arranged a good part of it.

BACKGROUND
Aoife had bought me a ticket to Amsterdam for the day after I finish and hand in my thesis. I was still in Scotland and she had finished her year in Ireland. We hadn’t seen each other in 2 months and were both desperate.

A bit of background: I’m a heavy duty weed smoker (so it was the perfect gift ) and I’m a bit of a voyeur. Aoife is a cracking beauty, she reminds me of Sloan from Entourage, perfect 34cs and loves to be watched and role play. The perfect couple. Read more »

He came home early [MF]

I went to visit my college girlfriend, Claudia, this weekend at her house. I got there and it’s just her and her dad, Larry, at home. Claudia and I set up in the front room to watch Friends while her dad is in the room right next to us watching TV. We wouldn’t dare do anything with him that close to us, except subtle whispers of what we’ll do to each other when he leaves. It has been almost a month since we last got the chance to do anything, so we were both very eager. Read more »

Pix and slap – Penny and I #1 – [mf][picturesvideo][lingerie dressup][light bdsm]

It was going to be a three outfit night. I was rather excited for that. And not just any outfits. No, these were going to be of the more exotic sort. No simple nighties or babydolls tonight. I had chosen wisely. I could hear Penny in the en-suite getting ready. I wondered if she was procrastinating, trying to stretch out her time before coming out. She could be so shy. Despite our years of marriage, kids, and all the rest, she still was not always so keen on some of the sexual romps we had. But for today she had agreed to this. We had done activities like this in the past, and she had admitted that she had a lot of fun with them. That they really got her going. Unfortunately that didn’t mean that she would initiate such activities herself or agree to them without much reluctance or more than once or twice a year. I sighed. It was a shame really. We both missed out on the fun that could be had. With a mental shrug I took the mindset to enjoy this to its fullest degree, as it would be a while till we did this sort of thing again. I looked around. Everything was at the ready. Our digital SLR was sitting on the bed, with a tripod standing at the foot of the bed. A few different vibrators sat off to the side, the rabbit being Penny’s favorite. Condom and lube were handy. And a few extra ‘tools’ were close at hand, but hidden. Penny knew that they were around, but there was something to be said to not having them out in plain sight. Read more »

[MF][Cheating][Long]A summer of surprises

Hi guys, I am a long time reader of this sub. I have thoroughly enjoyed reading some of the stories here. I was thinking if I have anything that I can share as a give back. Though I had my share of sex life with girlfriends and hookups, almost all of it is filled with predictable and normal course of events. I have no regrets though.

Having said that I can share a couple of stories (can’t predict if it will be two or three) that happened during the few years I spent in Boston after college. My parents got divorced when I was 3. I grew up with my mom my whole life. My dad was in his law school when I was born. He eventually went on to become a lawyer in the new england region.

I grew up in a town in midwest. My mom did her best to raise me with whatever she had as a tax consultant. She sent me to meet my dad during summers some times. I spent a few summers in Boston, the summer before my senior year being the last. As a kid the change of environment felt very different. While we lived in a small house, my dad lived in almost a mansion with swimming pool, gym and sauna. Whenever I visited my dad, he took me to his tennis practice every day, bought me gifts and did his best to bond with me. I had a room in his house that he got cleaned before I visited. Read more »

The Hottest Night of My Life [FFM]

The following events took place summer, 2011 in a place known to the locals as “Iowa Fuckin’ City.” I feel the need to write this story down, as I’m getting older and even though I probably never could forget that night, I don’t want to forget the slightest detail.

It was as normal a night as you get in Iowa City—house parties in every residence, drunk kids in every direction, bad decisions at every turn.

I hadn’t lived there more than a couple months, and though I’d always *heard* how easy it was to get laid in IC, I hadn’t had much luck yet.

This night my roommates and I went to a buddies’ party at the apartments on Gilbert. We’d been there multiple times, but this time the whole place was shoulder-to-shoulder with people. Beer pong in one bedroom, pot smoking in another, probably miscellaneous drugs in the third.

My buddies and I escaped to the pong room where there was slightly more space and less noise, but a long wait for the table. No pong for us. I BS’d with my long-time friend and roommate at the time, and eventually made our way back into the hallway to the living room. Read more »

Fangirl [mf]

It was a hot, muggy day. In my second floor apartment, I lay back on my couch and downed my third cold beer in four great gulps. I was, hot, and cranky, and acutely aware of the bead of sweat making its way down the deep valley between my C-cup breasts. Even in my cropped white tee, worn without a bra, and pink high-waisted mini-skirt, I was dying of heat.

This heat wave had already lasted for a week straight, and showed no signs of letting up anytime soon. I prayed for rain as I looked out the window, at the cruelly blue sky—not a cloud, not even a single speck of white to be seen. I sighed and closed my eyes. I wished I hadn’t spent so much money partying last weekend, so I could spring for an air conditioning unit. Or at least a fan, I thought, idly.

A fan.

That was exactly what I needed. I almost trembled with excitement as I pictured myself standing in front of the machine, the breeze hitting my face and caressing my curves. Yes, I thought. Fuck it, this is why Visas were invented. Read more »

The Day I Became a Sissy Bimbo Pornstar [TM]

This “story” is more of a long gestating fantasy of mine put into proper focus thanks to a clip I saw on Tumblr. This subreddit does not allow links, but the clip can be easily found in my post history. I have long been a fan of erotica, but this is my first attempt at writing one myself, so I would love constructive feedback. I hope you all enjoy ??.

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Daddy lays down on his back on the bed, and I straddle him, looking directly into his eyes. He puts his hands on my hips, so I arch my back and pop my booty out, knowing that’s what he wants me to do. He places his left hand on my lower back, and I see him bring his right hand up to his lips, drooling some spit onto his finger tips. His hand quickly disappears, and I know he is now using it to lube up his big, thick cock. Daddy readjusts, and I feel his cock head press against my smooth hole. I bear down, inviting his cock to enter me. I breath a single feminine moan as Daddy’s cock head breaks through, and I feel him slide inside my boypussy. Read more »

Tiny Dancer In My Bed [MF] [long]

Time for an adventure from my undergrad years in NY! This one is long so skip down to the all caps bit if you dont care about the build up.

This all started because I needed to fulfill the Phys. Ed. requirements. I took advantage of the loophole in the theater department and enlisted myself in a dance class with a professor I had heard was pretty lenient.

And so began my semester of waking up at 7:55 AM and blearily blundering to the dance studio that occupied the floor below me. There were 15 gals in the room, 4 guys, 2 of whom were gay, 1 who was the professor, and me. I had recently freed myself from a pretty brutal relationship (with an on campus restraining order), and my depressed ass hadn’t even considered the plethora of attractive women in tight dance clothes that would be present.

I quickly realized I was the only non dancer in the class, and my joy at this wonderful situation quickly transformed into anxiety as I realized I was maybe out of my depth. Enter Emma. Emma was pale, freckled, raven haired, maybe 5’1, with perky b cups and an ass sculpted by over a decade of dancing. I think she saw the panicked look on my face as we were instructed to pair up, because she rejected partnering with her friend and siddled up next to me. Read more »