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Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F/F/F] Part 46

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=== ***Alexa*** ===

She’s experienced, despite being in the “amateur” ring. She’s got a few good punches on me, but I’ve gotten my fair share on her. I can’t think if Chris and the others are in the stand, cheering for me, so I’ll just have to believe they are.

Coach told me that her weak point is that she keeps her left guard a bit low, but whenever I tried to exploit that she catches on. Maybe I’m just too weak. But Chris did say something, that if I keep making her think I’m going for her left, that I should mix it up and unexpectedly go for her right.

So when I threw a feint for her left and she put her left arm up to block it, along with her right hand to bolster it, I stopped short and then threw a right hook clean into her jaw.

She fell on her back with me following her, mounting her and raining down fist after first into her exposed face. After the fifth clear shot the ref threw me off and he waved his hand over her body, tapping her face in an effort to wake her up. Read more »

Daddy and Little One work out

From the kitchen I can hear him grunting as his fists slap against the punch bag. His noises are turning me on, similar as they are to the noises he makes when he’s thrusting inside me. I’m snapped out of my naughty reverie by his growls of frustration. Panting and sweaty he emerges from the garage.

‘Are you ok, Daddy? You look very tired.’ I comment, my brow furrowed as I hand him a towel to mop his sweaty one.

‘I’m out of practice, Little One. I need to spend more time beating the bag instead of… something else.’ He glances at my behind to confirm his meaning.

‘You were going too hard probably,’ I say, as if I know what I’m talking about. ‘Slow it down, give it some gentler, shallow thrusts. I mean punches.’ I glance up and see him smile and chuckle lightly.

‘Careful, Little One.’ He warns. ‘I’m feeling a little bit shaky legged and you don’t help.’

‘Who said I’m trying to help?’

‘You’re being very naughty. Someone is looking for trouble.’ He throws his sodden towel to the side and approaches me slowly. Read more »

Bad Boy: Part 3

A week was all he lasted, until he found himself being punished again. He’d wandered into the kitchen to find Sarah cooking, and dancing along to a song as she did. She ignored him as he grabbed a snack and lingered, eating it. He tried to keep his eyes off of her but he just couldn’t help it. Before he could look away, she turned around and caught him staring at her ass.

The consequences were immediate.

She called Olivia and they took him upstairs and into the master bedroom. Stripped him. Tied him down to the bed again.

“You know why you’re here, don’t you?” Olivia asked him, arms folded.

He nodded.

“Say it.”

“I was looking at Sarah inappropriately.”

“Just her?” She asked, an eyebrow raised,

He opened his mouth. Closed it.

“That isn’t right, because I saw you eyeing up my boobs this morning. You thought we’d let you get away with it?”

She sighed, turned to Sarah, her arms folded. “We have to teach this little pervert a real lesson.” Read more »

The bar [MF]

A couple of years ago I went out drinking with some friends. It was nice summer day, so it was kinda hot. This really affected they way all the girls dressed, they were almost all wearing summer dresses. There is nothing that beats a girl in a summer dress.

Me and my friends went to our favorite bar, and ordered our drinks. We stood pretty close to the bar, so we were able to order new drinks as fast as possible. We’re making fun of each other and having a good time. Then my friends coworker and her friends came up to us, she came to say hello to him. This led to our two groups mingling.

I started talking to Lisa, she was a small girl with dark blond curly hair and she had this red little summer dress. We started talking about what a great summer it had been so far, the normal small talk. While we were talking the drinks kept flowing, my friends ordered some tequila shots. I suggested that Lisa kicked the salt from my hand, and I the salt from hers. We would also feed each other the lime. So I put a little salt on my hand, and she gave me a sensual lick while keeping her eyes locked into mine. I wasn’t as gracious trying to lick the salt. We both took the shot, I fed her the lime and she fed me. Read more »

A house cleaner has her first lesbian experience

The cleaning job
( The bisexual awakening of a young married woman)
A partly fictional story based on my second hand retelling of anothers experience.
Hello, my name is Renee, I am married and 30 years old. When I was 23 I had made the decision to start cleaning homes to earn some extra income. One of those homes belonged to a Mrs. Amelia slater, she was an executive vice president with one of the bigger corporations in our community. Her home was a rather large two-story colonial. Her husband was a military man, a major, and was deployed overseas in Germany. Amelia was in the area of 40 to 45 I would say, she kind of gave me a vibe of Courtney cox, although she had blonde hair and wore glasses.
I had been cleaning her home now for about 12 weeks, and it would take roughly three and a half hours to clean the house.
Apart from the first time when she showed me around the house and explained what she wanted done , handed me a key and then left . I was alone in her house while she was at work.
Among my duties were cleaning out the bathrooms. The master bath had a bathroom with a large walk-in shower. In the shower was a panel with a number of sprayers and a handheld sprayer along with a shower head.
When I would clean this shower I would often take my shoes off, stepping inside and spraying down the tile with the cleaner, then wiping it all down with a cloth and rinsing it with the handheld shower head. The last few times I did it, I managed to get cleaner on my clothing which created bleach spots which I wasn’t very happy with!
And yes, I did wear old clothing but we were on a limited income and I couldn’t keep buying new clothes.
I decided that what I would do is remove my jeans and lock the bathroom door. I stepped inside wearing my t-shirt bra and panties and started spraying, wiping down the tiles and then grabbing the handheld sprayer. Every time I had used it previously it was a gentle shower, however this time the dial was set for pulsating spray. I could feel the pulse of the water through the handle as I held it and I held my fingers up to the water, there was a massaging effect.
As it continued to spray the walls my mind began to work, wondering what it would feel like on me.
After I finished spraying the walls I ran the sprayer up and down my legs.
It felt good!
Then I stepped out of the tub and removed my panties and top. Stepping back in wearing only my bra I started the shower head back up. First I ran it up and down my legs again eventually making it to my clit, It was amazing!!! It didn’t take long for me to begin reacting to it holding the head up to my clitoris I used it as a sex toy.
In short order I had a climax!
After I was done I quickly finished up got myself dried off, got dressed and stepped out.
I found that I couldn’t wait till the next week because I wanted to try it again it felt so good !
The next week rolls around and once again the house is empty. I repeated the same thing I did the week previous cleaning the shower but this time wearing nothing all my clothing laying on the floor.
Once again I masturbated with the shower head the pulsation of the water strong and arousing., Quickly bringing me to orgasm. Still leery of getting caught I got myself dressed, stepped out of the bathroom and finished cleaning.
Returning the next week as I cleaned the master bedroom before heading into the bathroom . I was wiping down the nightstand next to the bed. I found a small bottle of flavored lubricant. My husband and I had used different types but I had never heard of this brand. Popping open the top I put a little bit on my fingertip rubbing it together to feel how slippery it was, then smelled it. It was a tropical fragrance. Touching my fingertip to my tongue , it tasted fruity. Without thinking I pulled open the drawer of the nightstand which was slightly ajar already and put the lubricant inside. As I looked I noticed there were a few sex toys.
I know I shouldn’t have, but then again I shouldn’t have used the shower head either!
but I began to rummage through the drawer picking each one up and inspecting it. I flipped the switch starting a few seeing the movements that they made and feeling the vibration levels.
Well, I thought to myself, her husband is overseas I could see why she would need these. And I had a vibe myself.
After a few minutes of investigation I had everything back in the drawer and closed going on with my job.
Entering into the master bathroom I closed the door behind me. Removed all my clothing excitedly, and stepped into the shower when an idea struck me. I wonder what it would feel like to use one of those toys.
I went back and forth in my head trying to tell myself not to do it, but the curiosity was too strong.
Pulling the bathroom door open, first peeking my head out and creeping across the floor completely naked. I looked into the drawer and found a large replica of a penis that I had held in my hand while rummaging through the drawer before. When switched on it would thrust and vibrate. I took it back into the bathroom with me closed the door behind me and turned it on. First I ran it up and down over my clitoris and eventually slipped it inside. I hadn’t even cleaned the shower but I turned on the shower head with the dildo pushed inside of me thrusting and doing its magic, holding the shower head I began to pass it over my clitoris then up to my nipples. I had never gone this far before but I was lost in pleasure. Very quickly I had a massive orgasm. As it subsided I couldn’t help but go for another. Once again running the pulsating shower head over my nipples and clitoris the dildo thrusting in me.
The next orgasm was more intense!
Enough I said to myself I have to stop this!!!
Getting myself dried off and dressed after I cleaned the shower and walked out.
…..I forgot the dildo, I had set it down on the edge of the sink and walked out leaving it there.
I finished with the rest of the house and as I was on my way home I realized what I had done. I couldn’t remember if I put it in the nightstand or not.
………….. Shittttt!!!
I turned myself around and headed back to the house. My heart jumped to my throat. Her car was in the driveway.
Nervous and not knowing what I should be doing I reasoned that I hadn’t been gone that long, she probably hasn’t gotten past the kitchen. I went to the front door and nervously rang the doorbell.
The door pulled open and there she stood looking at me appearing surprised and wondering why I was there. I fumbled with my words making up a lame excuse that I had left something undone upstairs that I needed to take care of. She let me in and I walked up to the master bedroom and into the bathroom.
The dildo was gone!!
………Shit!!!!! Maybe I did put it in the drawer.
Walking out of the bathroom I went to the nightstand and quietly pulled open the drawer.
Not there.
….Panic
Now extremely nervous I walk downstairs to see Amelia on her couch legs crossed dildo in hand.
Looking for this???
FFFFuckkkk I think to myself.
She read my expression.
Yep that’s right. And it was still wet, Smelled like pussy!!
Upstairs Renee…. NOW!!
She stands up walking towards me. I turn to head up the stairs climbing slowly.
Amelia is right behind me. Read more »

[MF] High school teammate turned FWB in college

This is my first time posting, so please forgive me if I make any mistakes.

This all started during my freshman year of college. My friend, we’ll call her Jill, and I both decided to go to a university that was about an hour away from our home town. Jill and I had never been exceptionally close until our senior year of high school when we got paired up for mixed doubles on our school’s tennis team. Upon learning we were going to the same university we made sure to find dorms that would be close to each other, so we could make sure to see each other often.

Jill is built like an amazon woman. She has big greyish blue eyes, long wavy light brown hair, lightly tanned skin, and she stands right at six foot tall. She’s always been extremely competitive which was greatly appreciated when we played doubles together, but this also caused her to be a bit of a gambler. She was constantly asking me if I wanted to make a bet on something or other with the punishments usually being something stupid like take a shot of soy sauce or yell something embarrassing in public. Read more »

[m]arried traveler needs [M]y mouth for relief.

Skip to the *********** for the sexytimes, but the setup is worth it I think.

So just for context, this took place almost a decade ago, when Craigslist personals was up and running. Sure, more often than not you got strung along by someone who would flake out, fish for pics, or stop responding after a few messages, but for the dedicated pervs there was plenty of fun to be had. I was in my early 30s, single, horny, and morally deficient.

Another thing I was – bi-curious. This *definitely* helped your chances of actually meeting someone on CL. I was and am mostly straight, but every now and then I got the insatiable desire to be at the receiving end of a cock. I can’t quite pinpoint where or when it happened. I think it came with the realization that I would feel like a slave to my own cock’s desires to fuck, to pound and fill and dominate a pussy, an ass, a mouth. So I was already at the whims of one cock – my own. I wondered what it would be like to be at the whims of another? To have no other purpose, even if only momentary, to fulfill the needs of a cock that was not my own? After all, I knew firsthand the sheer agony of wanting – no, **needing** – to have the pressure released, to have my balls drained through a good orgasm. Maybe I could serve as the outlet that another man needed? Read more »

[MF] First time using a buttplug didn’t go as expected

Me and my gf tried prostate play for the first time a few weeks ago and really enjoyed it, but we haven’t had another chance to try anything until last Saturday. This time we decided to try a buttplug in me, I assumed “the position” (face down, ass up) and she fingered my butt for a bit before inserting the plug. I got hard instantly, even though I couldn’t really feel it much. We started making out, which very quickly turned into me kneeling on the floor, eating her out and fingering her at the same time until she came. After she had a minute to recover, I stood up and she started giving me a blow job, and straight away I could feel something was different with the plug. This went on for a short while until I sat on the edge of the bed and laid back, where she kept going down on me. I could feel I wasn’t going to last. Knowing I was going to blow soon, I lifted my legs up, put my dick between my legs and she started to ride me standing in a revers cowgirl position. It felt SO good. Too good. In 30 seconds tops I was cumming, and it was so good I ejected the plug out of my butt and onto the floor 😂. Time for a bigger plug?

Thanksgiving Eve Big Wednesday turns out to have more than one meaning [FMF]

Thanksgiving eve, which we’ve referred to since we were younger as “Big Wednesday”, is a reason to get together with friends (I.E. have a big party), prior to spending Thanksgiving Day with our families. This year, we decided to host the get together at our house since we had recently finished some renovations and wanted to show off the new look of our home. Since this was a parents/adult only get together, we sent the kiddos off with their grandparents for the evening, while others got babysitters. Having one night off from parenthood was something we were all looking forward to. We invited a few couples we had gotten friendly with through local sports, school, and the social scene.

The couples were Tom/Sarah (which you remember from our previous post), Eric/Jennifer, and Mike/Monica. All three couples were very similar to us in terms of status financially, in the community, and had families at home to take care of, so we had a lot in common and gravitated towards one another. Seeing Tom and Sarah again didn’t cause us any concern because since our hot-tub session, we have run into them on more than one occasion around town and everything seemed very normal, no friction or awkwardness at all, which was awesome. In preparation we got food catered, tons of liquor, and had the lighting/music just perfect to ensure everyone was conformable and relaxed. Read more »