I’ve been enjoying reading in this sub and I felt like I might share one of my stories that is an awesome memory for me every time I think about it. It started one night I decided to go out and dance at the club after some dinner plans with family and friends. The crowd at this place is a little young (a lot of 18-19yo) for my tastes (26-27 at the time), so I wasn’t really approaching anyone at first. After a bit I saw a girl out with her gf and thought “wow, she kind of looks like my ex and has the same gorgeous hair.” Now I just had to get up a little extra courage to make a move on her (I don’t drink when I go out, so no liquid courage here).
Tag: Straight
[MF] Long story, fantasies revealed, switch up. Expanding our BI-sexual horizons [fetish, bdsm, restraints, edging, toys, story] (no-sex / part 1 of *)
TL;DR: This story turned out longer and different than originally anticipated. Please excuse grammar and lack of context. This is really just the beginning of many, many stories. If you guys liked this, let me know if you wanna hear(read) how the rest of that night went.
quick bio/background I guess… I’m a 30yo WM (Bi-Semi) in an open relationship with a 38yo WF (Bi-curious) and our sex life started great and as continually evolved. Prior to the events this story tries to revisit, we have been known to indulge in light to heavy restraint and choking, light discipline and role play. While we are in an open relationship, its not often we involve anyone else (outside of a few concerts and weekend vacation). All that to say… Lets call her “Ashley”, and I will be Kyle. We’ve had a fantastic sex life, over the passed 2 years it only seems to be getting better and better. She has explored every (mostly actually, I suppose) inch of me, I’ve tasted every inch of her and love teasing her with my lips and feeling her quiver on my tongue.
A [f]a[m]iliar face: went to college together, now we work together.
I am a registered nurse in a surgical ICU, and I have been working for an academic hospital for a little over a year now. There are various residents (MDs) that rotate through our unit. Last month, a resident kept walking in the break room while I was eating. He looked familiar, and he seemed to recognize me too. The way he looked at me, it seemed that he knew me. His smiles were very attractive, so sexy! And, I’ve noticed that he is quite smart when rounding with his team, he was confident in his assessments and his plan of care. From my perspective, he is the perfect Asian American man: tall, handsome, intelligent, and quite approachable. I thought he was Korean, and I was right. I have been into Korean Americans lately. We did not introduce each other at first. We just said a simple hello, and he walked out.
The Rural MILF: A profile [F]
Hunting, gardens, and big picture-perfect houses were the image of neighborhood; In a spring time environment, fresh air with a sweet nature smell; and along with these images, a well-tempered family of four. That last detail was not the case for Ms. Lauranne.
Divorced, kids grown up and left for college far away at famous schools; Not much of a fan of hunting, leaving just the gardening; Hater of news and modern television, leaving only reading, and a somewhat painful silence in the large rooms and halls. An empty nest, with not much hope for more life.
And still there was Ms. Lauranne, clearly fit for more love and a family if she would chose, even as unlikely as that would be.
So she begins to act different, as all do when seperated from society and social interaction. She becomes less private, goes just a bit longer before changing from the robe post-shower. Doesn’t lock the door quite as often. Craves more ‘fringe’ content on the internet, especially during private time, which has turned more or less, into all the time.
“practicing” on my brother [mf][inc]
“shut up” Aly said, pushing her reluctant brother into the bedroom.
“do you have to do this on me? you know how wrong this is” Ben said, protesting as she pushed him onto her bed.
“well, i have to practice on someone, otherwise Darryl isn’t gonna want me anymore and he’ll go for that stupid slut Jenny” she said, pulling is pants off. “plus you have to, otherwise i’ll spill the beans about what happened last summer between you and Aunt Lisa.”
Ben’s face reddened. “Wait how do you know about that? Did she tell you?”
Aly smiled. “Of course, Auntie Lisa tells me everrrything. Like how you need to work on your stamina” she grabbed Ben’s semi-erect cock. “Also calling bullshit on your ‘ouu this is so wrong Aly’ comment. You love this incest shit, I know it.” she said, slapping his cock across her face. After giving his cock a long horny stare, she whispered softly “I love it too”, staring her brother in the eye.
[M]y First MMF threeway
Sorry for any typos, this was done up on mobile and autocorrect is a bitch sometimes. Would love to hear any feedback.
When I was in my late 20s I would spend some weekends at my friend, Mark’s place and we’d drink, smoke weed, and play games or watch movies. I had known Mark for years but we had only started hanging out recently. He had a decent sized town house with his girlfriend, Jill. Some nights she would join us for the evening, other times she’d be working or just off doing her own thing. It was usually a blast and had become quite the regular thing over the past year or so. Nothing really out of the ordinary happened, I’d stay on the couch and they’d sleep in their bedroom. I knew they were up there fucking sometimes, but rarely was it loud enough that if hear anything. I had seen Jill’s tits a few times, she had no problem going topless around the house in the summer. I wouldn’t say I minded either.
Master gave me his collar. [F]
Hi! i’m not very good at making these posts but i’ve posted here before about previous experiences i’ve had and i’m currently in uncharted water for this and i’d like a way to express myself.
Anyways, a little backstory I’m not new to the idea of being dominated but i’ve been interested in exploring that side more. Unfortunately, i’ve never been in a situation where i’ve felt fully comfortable with anyone to explore the crazy things that pop into my head sexually. Not until master came along (we’re trying out me referring to him only by Sir, Master, or Daddy to break my habits in the play room). He proposed it as submission being a gift and requiring lots of trust which i liked. He wanted to take things slow and see if we were a good match and told me he takes training a sub seriously. We’ve talked about rules in public, rules in the play room, being attentive to needs not just in the bedroom, and he’s explained to me with tons of clarity the types of expectations he would have while giving me time to explain mine. This was important to me because i’m not just looking for kinky sex. We’ve spent a few nights getting our feet wet so to speak exploring.
[MF] I hung out with my best friend over break.
For the better part of the past decade, I have known Kay. I met her on an unremarkable day in the middle of a school field trip to a museum. Her class and my own were paired up to go walk through a particular exhibit. She and I had both ended up standing side by side, ogling an old painting. I thought it was wildly beautiful and unique. After about a minute of staring, we took notice to each other and without skipping a beat she says to me, “It sucks.”
From there we made plenty of conversation to drown out the dullness of the day. We had become friends faster than most people blink – something both of us later agreed on happily.
Over the next couple of years, she and I went through the trials and tribulations of high school. Drama after drama. Crush after crush. Standardized test after standardized test. However, we realized that we are vulnerable and developing as most people around us were. When we fell to our knees, we were there to pick each other up. This is when we became best friends. We learned everything there is to know about the other.
[MF] [Real Story] [Husband & Wife] [Stiletto] That’s why they’re called “fuck me” heels.. ?
This happened one glorious day about a decade ago. About a year into our marriage, my (now late) wife, Anne, decided to buy a pair of 4″ red stiletto heels to add a feminine dimension to her mainly-tomboy wardrobe. She had a curvy figure, and ass and tits that looked awesome even under her usual full-dress, hijab and flat-shoes wear.
I got home late the night before, and had the next two days off.. which meant I woke up past my usual dawn hour. I shuffled into the kitchen naked looking for some water when Anne came up to me to say her goodbyes..
“You look.. different. Like, gorgeously different.”
She flipped up her long skirt to reveal her stilettos. My half-hard morning wood went back to full mast as she stood and twirled around to show off.
“I’m glad you approve,” she chuckled as she saw me. Then she saw me make a move towards the home phone. Dialing a number from memory, I called Anne’s boss and told her that she would be coming in late.. I made a bullshit excuse about her car not starting and that a roving mechanic was already on his way with a replacement battery.
Bi-Curious playdate [MM][First person]
I’m a pretty straight guy living in a strong long term MF relationship. But I’m also bi-curious, and have permission to occasionally play with others via contact made thru Gaydar and similar sites.
What follows in this post is a fictional story I’ve written and am sending to a bi-curious guy who I found through gaydar and who I hope to meet soon. I split into “chapters” for easier chunks to send him via kik.
For extra context: I don’t have much bi/gay experience, but it seems I have more than him. I’m adept at anal play; and he has never played down there. He seems interested in me guiding him along.
I hope someone enjoys ……
Chapter 1 – Hello There
I check into the hotel room first and send you a message with the room number. You leave your car and come to the door, which I’ve left open.
Inside the room, it’s awkward. We’re both shy and unsure what to do. I suggest that we undress and take a shower together.
You think that’s a good idea, so we take turns taking the other’s clothes off, one item at a time. We’re both feeling very self conscious and embarrassed.