Actual full swap with other couple [MF]

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For the next couple of weeks, we texted with Ethan and Cindy back and forth. We shared pics, videos, flirted, teased, and were downright naughty. Ethan works nights during the week, and Saturdays are not always good for them, but my wife and I had an open weekend and I suggested we get together. They let us know they didn’t have a babysitter, so I jokingly suggested we get a hotel room and do a full exchange. Cindy and I, and then Ethan and wifey. I didn’t know I would turn three people on so much with one little statement. There was an enthusiastic yes from all corners.

I got a hotel near Ethan and Cindy. My wife went to a local restaurant to do some work and I went to the hotel. Cindy showed up a little while later, dressed up, makeup on and looking great. I welcomed her in, and immediately started kissing her, touching her and exploring her body. We chatted for a few seconds and then I told her that Ethan had requested pictures of her blowing me with her wedding ring showing. I told her to get me hard, and look at me while I snapped several photos.

[MF] Mina Was Almost Too Tight To Fuck [Dominant/Submissive] [Indian] [Woman] [Interracial] [Be a Good Girl] [Hourglass Figure] [Possessive] [True Story] [Sparks Flying]

**Synopsis:** *Two people who live on opposite sides of the globe meet when her job brings her to the US. Despite an obvious attraction, she doesn’t want to give into her feelings because she knows things will have to end. But sometimes the mind can’t deny what the body wants. Part 1. To be continued if I get positive feedback.*

Mina lived on the other side of the world. That was the first obstacle. She was only in town for a few months for work and she wasn’t interested in a fling that would just have to end.

But we both knew it was more than a fling. We had undeniable chemistry.

After our first date, she insisted she wasn’t even my type.

“You seem like someone who wants an obedient, mild-mannered girl who will just fawn over you. Not a career-focused woman with a short temper,” she said.

I told her that wasn’t my type at all.

After our second date, she told me that she’d had a good time and enjoyed my company.

“But I think you’ll agree that things have run their course,” she added.

I didn’t agree at all.

A mother-in-laws unexpected journey Part Three [M4F]

The rest of the week went quickly. There was no further trysts between them except for the odd stray hand on a waist or arm or the awkward silence. It wasn’t what Bernie had envisaged. She felt rejuvenated with this new found power only a woman would feel. She still went about her daily routine. Making dinner, cleaning and giving out to Cahir. Yes all normal with that little bit of spice added. As for Padraig, it was something quite different. A self loathing had crept into his life. When Niamh did return home, he was sitting up late when she went to bed. He was drinking seven nights a week. Not going into to much detail as it’s a delicate subject, but he started to self harm using kitchen utensils. He couldn’t look at himself in the mirror. How could he? His wife’s mother, and what would happen if it came out, it just wasn’t worth it. He had to tell Bernie no more. His mental health was in a downward spiral. Even his personal hygiene was suffering. Low self esteem and the guilt of shagging his mother in law had left him broken. He’d need to snap out of it for Niamhs sake. After all she was the innocent party in all of this and still needed him. That was it. Enough is enough. Try and forget what happened and move on.
It was Tuesday night and Bernie had rang Niamh. The rest of the family had decided that they were coming down for the weekend. It was Bernies birthday and they were throwing a small do at the home place. Padraig knew it was coming and it filled him with dread. Although he told Bernie that they had to move on and forget what happened, women can be funny at times. But he supposed what could happen? All her family their, she’d be unlikely to try anything. Anyway he wasn’t having any of it. They had a saying in Ireland, it was ” a standing cock has no conscience ” and it was true. While his cock was hard and erect that afternoon and was looking for a hole, the sheer guilt that followed was smothering. Nah, he knew everything would be ok. They’d go to the birthday party, have a few drinks and then go home where he’d wait till Niamh slept and he’d pull himself off into a pair of her knickers thinking about some outlandish scenario, roll over and go to sleep.
It was a slow week for Bernie. The anticipation of all her family coming home gave her a lift. She’d seen what happened to Padraig after there fling and understood his thinking. But she missed that power. She hadn’t had that since she was a young bride and the winner in the town’s beauty contest. But she had had time to ponder and reflect. If nothing was going to happen between herself and Padraig, she would damn make sure he’d know what he was missing. After all she was human and getting on in years, so enjoyed a man, a younger man especially lusting after her. She’d seen her outfit in Laverys window. It would be perfect.
The day of the party arrived. Everyone was there. Niamh and Padraig were last as Padraig decided to neck a few cans before they left so they had to wait on a taxi. It was in full swing when they landed. They were in a couple of minutes before Bernie appeared from the kitchen. “Jaysus mammy, look at you” Niamh said. Indeed look at her Padraig thought. What in the name of fuck was she playing at. He tried to hide his emotions but Bernie could see right through him. He was a mixture of resentment, excitement and yes he would have bulled her there and then. She was playing games. No one else noticed Padraig reaction. Why would they? His head was a mess. But now he only had one thing on his mind. He needed Bernie.
The conversations carried on in the various rooms. The kitchen was a great gathering place and trended to be were the men gathered. Between family and friends there was a bigger crowd there than Padraig thought. After the initial shock of seeing Bernie had subsided, he mingled and started to have the craic. But he still couldn’t believe the way she was dressed. He could only describe it as elegant and classy. Perfect for a woman of her years. The longer evenings were here now. Spring was in the air and she was dressed accordingly. It was a burnt orange floral top. Short sleeved and clinging to her body. Clinging not in a tacky way, no clinging in a classy way. The top came to her hips so you could see her complete lower half. She was wearing beige trousers. Straight leg and slightly flared at the bottom. They were of good quality. A polyester mix. Not the cheap brand, no, the rich well put together type. The type you might see in a company uniform. Smooth and sexy to touch. Like something out of a 70s American drama that Farah Fawcett. He wanted to dip his cock again. The way she looked tonight, he’d put it any hole available. He’d put it up her shitter if it meant him emptying the bag. Yes sir, he’d put it right up there and put the manners in her, she wouldn’t sit for a week. What he wouldn’t give to feel her hole right now. He sipped his can of beer and thought out his next move. It was going to be a interesting evening…

The time I got fucked by an older man (18F,30M)

This is a true story from a few months ago. I had just broken up with my first boyfriend of 1 year and was looking for a rebound on tinder. The sex in my previous relationship was so bad as he was very lazy and selfish in bed. I wanted to have good, rough sex and be dominated by someone who knew what they were doing.

I did end up getting many matches of men I chatted with and a couple I even met but never went all the way with. I set my age range to 25-40 because I wanted a more mature man as I was sick of the immature guys my age. I matched with a man who super liked me named James and he was 30. He was very handsome and in shape, with a beard, blue eyes and a shaved head. He seemed intelligent when he told me what he does for work and was very kind. He gave me really nice compliments (that weren’t creepy as per usual tinder comments), and so after a few days we agreed to meet up and we added each other on snapchat.

[MF] Married to others, Luke and Shannon sext

Fun little fantasy I wrote about sexting. Turned out hotter than I thought it would. This is part 1 of their story, working on part 2 now.

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Luke & Shannon Part 1: Sexting

Luke was hanging out at the local sports bar with a few friends. It was a rare “guys night” out for him and Luke and his buds were watching the game and having a few beers.

Luke stood a tall six foot four inches. He wore a plain white tee shirt with a dark blue three-quarter zip sweatshirt on top of it. The dark blue matched his eyes. His sleeves were pushed up to show off his muscular arms. Below, he wore khaki pants and nice running shoes.

Conversing with his friends for the first part of the game, Luke threw back some beers, ate some food, and watched the game. It was around halftime when Shannon walked in with a few of her friends. Luke did an immediate double take when he saw her. Not that he was surprised she was here, but how she looked through Luke for a big curve.

First ever foursome

It was a couple of years ago now not long before my 30th birthday.
A mate had bought a house and was having a housewarming party, my gf was at another party that night at her mums house and was going to come around later in the night.
I drove up to our married friends house (m32f24) before the party as we’d planned to stay the night there afterwards, as we’ve done so many times in the past.
We had a few pre drinks there before heading down to the our mates party.
We get there and from the get go all the conversations going around are very sexually orientated and the nights just got this strange energy too it!
We stay a couple of hours until my gf gets there and by this time we’re all pretty loaded and the party’s pretty shit so we grab a taxi and bail back to our friends place to kick on there…

I fucked the wrong girl. Sort of. [MF]

This happened a few weeks ago.

I have taken two creative liberties, here. The first, as always, is to change names for anonymity. The second, is that there was a piece of information that I didn’t have when all this was happening; the story is a bit hotter *with* that information, so I’m revealing it right at the start of the action (which is at the xxxxxx line) rather than surprising you with it at the end. Hope that’s the best way to tell the story.

Introductions, first:

I’m Dan – since I became single, I’ve been doing a load of exercise, so along with my broad shoulders (which are my favourite feature), I’ve also managed to give myself a six-pack… as long as I’m standing in a particular light, at a particular angle. My cock is average length, but a bit girthier and cut.

Emily is a girl I used to have a crush on, but I grew out of it. She looks like a pre-transition Elliot Page; watching Inception was disconcerting, they’re so similar. About 5’2″, long black/dark brown hair, slender build (maybe toned?), pale skin but rosy cheeks and lips. I would guess C-cups; she is very much an English Rose in appearance. She’s in her mid-forties, to my mid thirties. On this occasion she was wearing a tight red jumper and skinny jeans, which showed off her body nicely.

Under a Spell

Under a Spell (Cheating, Risky, Magic, BBW)

Rune stepped down into the main living room space of his studio apartment casting his gaze around. All through the last several nights he’d woken up at 1am to the sound of a muted thud in his apartment. Since the entire interior space was one room essentially this made it sound like someone had entered his apartment. Rune checked the sliding glass door to his patio and found it locked tight still but the sense of another presence remained. He couldn’t understand what was making the noise? Even in the dark with nothing but the light from an outside lamp filtering through the patio door, he saw nothing out of the ordinary. A shudder crept through him as he scanned the room from floor to ceiling. The main living space had a high ceiling, 18 feet or so, and in the dark the space seemed to yawn open like a greyish maw.

Rune shook his head. He had no issue imagining shadow figures or anything spooky jumping from out of corners in his minds eye. Knowing he’d only lose more sleep he tromped back up the stairs to his bedroom area. He crawled back beneath his sheets and sighed when the thump sounded again. He ignored the noise and soon he returned to sleep.

I give my fiancé a blowjob in his office… during the middle of the workday.

My fiancé and I normally text each other once our days get going. Neither of us are morning people so “good morning” texts are rare. Among other things, this is the time when we discuss our schedule for the day. Well, I had juggled my schedule for the week so that I could take the day off to go wedding dress shopping for the thousandth time. My fiancé was complaining about his day. This is a really busy time for them right now. Everyone is dealing with multiple projects, weird hours, and a lot of travel. That day was particularly stressful because they were waiting on an important phone call. For that reason, my fiancé decided to take his lunch hour in his office.

Well, I FINALLY, FINALLY, FINALLY found a dress. So when he started complaining about lunch, I told him I would bring him lunch, anything he wanted. He wanted his regular order at his favorite deli. I also stopped by the bakery nearby and got him these cookies he likes. I also ran by the Starbucks near his office to get him a fresh coffee.

My slutty wife used me for my dick and came three times. [MF]

My wife and I recently went through a bit of a dryspell in our sex life. We’ve been married for 5 years and the sex has always been great.

I’m 29, bit of a dad bod. 90kg and 176cm. I’m not fat but could do with loosing a few kilo’s. My wife is 30, great body from having a physical job. 60kg and 164cm, perky 34b.

When we got married we fucked like rabbits. We did it all over the house, at all hours of the day. We got married young and we both grew up in very conservative houses so we didn’t experiment with that many sex positions but I knew when my wife rode me, she came! And my only goal was for her to cum each and every time we had sex.

Back to the title story of this post. Coming of a dryspell sex was the last thing on my mind to be on the table. I was lying on the couch browsing tiktok when she came out of the bathroom, I didn’t pay any attention to her walking up to me. Then she just said ‘heeeeeyyyyy’ in a playful voice. When I looked up she was in a black lacey thong and matching bra. I never sprang up so quickly in my life.