The Red Eye [M/F] [Cheat]

(This was originally written for a woman, and as such is POV from her point of view)

You are sitting in the airport terminal half reading the newspaper that is in your hand, and look at the clock on the wall that says 10:24 pm.

“We should be boarding soon back to Florida.” You mutter disappointing to yourself under your breath as you slightly shake your shoe hanging over your crossed leg.

California was a lot of fun. It was great weather, you enjoyed the sites and movie stars, and now it was time to get back home and back to work. Unfortunately for you, the only flight you could get back home that didn’t cost a fortune was a “Red Eye”. You won’t be landing in Florida until 7:25 tomorrow morning. You hate the prospect of having to sit next to some stranger, and you dread the long plane ride home.

The airport is alive with sounds….

There is a baby several seats to your left crying loudly and bothering people all around him.

“WAHHHHHHHH!” you glance over to see the mother doing her best to stifle the loud child.

red lipstick m/f bd

She emerged from the shower her naked body glistening with water. As she padded over to the mirror she admired her figure reflecting back to her. Her breasts were still full, rounded and firm. As she admired herself she thought about his instructions and looked forward to the encounter to come. She glided through to the bedroom, poised, naked but with elegance and grace. She knew if she had an audience she would have held him entranced by her body. She was a tease, but he enjoyed that aspect of her, encouraged it in her.

Completely soaked a hotel mattress [MF]

My wife and I just got done with a long stint in a long-term stay hotel situation due to storm damage to our home. We fuck pretty regularly, but I was out of commission due a painful tear in my dick. So we went about business in other ways. Anyways, about two years ago, we discovered how much she loves to squirt. Our last day in the hotel, it jumped to a new level.

Meeting again (my first attempt) [Str8] [MF] [anal]

The last time I saw her was outside the train station. It was a cold January morning and we were wrapped in scarves and thick coats. The cold winter air stung our cheeks as we held each other close, the crowds of people pouring in and out of the station parted around us as we said our goodbyes.
The time we had spent together had been brief. What was it – three weeks? A month? It still seemed surreal that we had grown so close after such a short period of time but despite this we were now forever connected in some unusual way. We had given each other something that we had both badly needed, for different reasons, in a difficult and changing time in both our lives.
But is was not love, no. And as if to confirm this we did not kiss during our goodbye. Instead we just held each other tightly. I breathed in her smell, ran my fingers through her thick black hair, gently feeling the skin on the back of her neck, committing her to memory one last time.
Finally, we looked in to each others eyes as we released one another from our arms and she turned and slowly walked in to the station. I watched her pass through the gates and then disappear from view amongst the crowds on the platform.

[MF] Work Trip to WI [dirtyr4r Success]

(A shorter version can be found in my profile at r/dirtyr4r)

I was in town for one night, so I sent “Gina” a short message that was direct and to the point. I sent her my KIK and browsed Reddit for a while, fully expecting my message to get lost in her inbox, ready to provide my own release for the evening, when I received a KIK notification.

We swap photos and decide to meet once she’s done with class. Gina has never met a redditor before, and though I had, I have never had one come straight to my door; we both think this would be hot. I had never been with someone so young, her with someone as old, and the taboo of the situation was proving to be erotic for us both. She tells her roommate my name, and the location of the hotel, and I send an Uber to pick her up.

[MFF] I had my first successful threesome today!

Hello ladies and gentlemen of r/gonewildstories, my name is ThatOneGuy6381. I am a 5’10 Hispanic guy of average build and above average endowment. Sarah is a 4’11 black girl with a slim thick build, with little boobs and dime sized nipples. Sam is an exotic dancer at about 5’2, hispanic, petite build but with a booty.

Tl;dr: a friend of mine came over and invited another girl we know who’s made it very clear she wants to have sex with both of us. Me and my friend start to screw around, her friend arrives and joins the fun.

Now on to the story! If you just want the sex, skip this paragraph. Me and my friend Sarah (all names changed for privacy) have a history of occasionally having raunchy hot sex. We had been talking about meeting up for about a week when we finally found a time where we both weren’t busy, and she said she would come to my place. The day before we’re about to meet up, an old mutual friend hit Sarah up. Lets call the friend Sam. Sarah tells Sam to meet us the next day. She agrees, and me and Sarah have a field day sexting our fantasies that involve this girl.

[MF] How My Girlfriend Breaking Up With Me Led To My Teacher

First and foremost, before moving on, I would like to point out that this is fiction. It is not based on real life. No rules were broken, no taboos explored, no lines crossed, however much it may be a dream of many of us out there. Now, without further ado …

At the time I suppose, I was naive and moronic, not to say that I’m still not those things, but I was most certainly at that point very much so. She and I, my girlfriend I mean, had been dating since Homecoming. We were both on the cross country team, although she was an actual star while I was just average. Our relationship started as most relationships in high school did.

“Hey, uuuuuuuh … God, this is hard to say. Um, are you going with anyone to the Homecoming Dance?”

“Mmm,” Carol paused at this, she looked to me as though she were thinking about how to start a paper. (By the way, her name was Carol, still is, whatever) “Nope.”

“So umm, would you like to go with me?”

“Umm, sure.”

Fun with a fellow redditor [MF]

I had an incredible experience with a redditor Friday, and I just had to share. I had responded to an ad on /r/hotwiferequests, and heard back from Matthew (all names changed to protect the guilty). After a bit of chatting, and exchanging a couple pics, I finally heard from Eliza. Matthew wanted for someone to fuck Eliza senseless, and film and photograph the act so that he could see. He basically wanted Eliza to be pleased, and made to be his own personal porn star. I, of course, was completely game and eager to help out. After Eliza and I chatted a bit, we made plans to meet up at a hotel, to make sure neither of us were ax murderers.. We did decide to meet in the room immediately, as Eliza was sure she’d be awkward until she got fucked.

I had sex with my step-dad’s best friend this past weekend. [MFF]

Y’aaaallllllll I have to get this out because I can’t tell anyone else.

TL;DR I have sex with my step dad’s best friend whom I’ve been crushing on for quite sometime. It was very hot and now I’m confused.

Sex starts at paragraph 6 if you don’t care about the events leading up.

This guy, we’ll call him “John”, has been in my life since I was about 7 or 8. I’m 23 now and he’s 38. He taught me how to do a backflip under water, he taught me how to drive stick, he never told my parents any of my secrets, even the REALLY big ones. He cried when he held my baby for the first time.

He’s always been solid, and I’ll admit I’ve had a baby crush on him for a few years. He’s never ever crossed a line with me, but every now and then after I turned 17 or so, he would get a few drinks in at family events and spend the night dancing with me and just generally being around me. The weirdest event was one time when I was around 18, I was telling my parents about a guy I was talking to. My step dad was ranting about the guy’s hippie appearance and I said, “You guys just want me to be with some good old country boy”. And my mom said, “That’s not true, John isn’t like that”. I asked her to clarify and she made me drop it. It was very strange.

Klod and Danae

Klod the barbarian was a man of passion, power and instinct. Intellect? Not so much. When he heard the rumors of a treasure inside the Temple of Arngog, he ran off, sword in hand. Surely the puny God of Annihilation would be no match for a man with a sword named Ruin.

Klod swaggered carelessly into the temple as the stones around him creaked and crumbled. He swatted at a swarm of flies that buzzed around the corpse of a dead adventurer. The cause of death was rather obvious, for extruding from the rotten flesh was a large javelin. Klod gave the poor unfortunate barely a sidelong glance as he stumbled deeper into the ruined temple (after all, a god of destruction can’t well be taken seriously unless his temple lies in ruins). Soon the stray rays of light from the sun grew dim, so Klod lit his torch and continued on. The ruined corridor evntually led to a stair which seemed to descend endlessly into the earth. An ordinary man would have had the good sense to turn back, on the grounds that the temple might well collapse even without the help of its namesake god. But Klod knew that Klod was going to be rich, so he whistled absent mindedly as he descended the steps.
The stairs finally ended in a large room filled with innumerable coffins. The air was heavy and hot, and Klod was getting pissed off.