[MF][Group?]Lunch Break Pt.II(Sexytimes)

**Note: This story is long. I’m old, I ramble. It happens. Sorry I forgot to add that in the tags.

We made it across the street, through the park and to the hallway for Megan’s apartment while holding together cohesion alright. Once we were in the hall though Jolene leaned down over my shoulder from behind, nibbling my neck as she rubbed me through my pants. Normally that’s my favorite thing to do with women… but I found myself perfectly fine with this little role reversal. A growl escaped my throat, a little too deep to be called a moan. I could feel her shiver against me back when it happened.

“Fuck not yet, I have neighbors!” Megan hissed, grabbing me to pull me away from Jolene, as if I was the one who started it. I apologized quietly, staring at my feet in shame as she made her way over to open the door, somehow convincing myself that it was indeed my fault.

Basement lessons (MF BDSM)

Drip. She hears it again. Drip. She opens her eyes, her life heavy from sleep. She’s been down here for what feels like days, but she’s unsure of what it really is. She tries to rub her face, but can’t move. That’s right, he left her locked up. She’s been naughty and he won’t let her out until she’s been punished. He left her with just enough room to move her body around and that’s about it.

After what feels like eternity, she hears a bang as the door closes upstairs. She shakes a little. She can feel her heart race and she hears his footsteps caressing the floorboards above. She can actually feel herself getting wet as the steps get closer and closer. Her mouth moves slowly over the gag, making her breathe out of her nose even more deeply. Her hands itch behind her back as she waits eagerly for him to untie her binds. She hangs in the swing and her mind races as she wonders what he’ll do this time. The last time she was naughty she couldn’t sit down for a week after her punishment.

I get older [m], and [f]reshmen stay the same age (long)

Hey y’all I’m back. This night of sexytime happened a couple months ago in my senior spring of college. At this point I had given up on standards and was enjoying the libations of alcohol and women regularly. All my roommates after 4 years of school had gotten hitched up with girlfriends, but I was as single as could be (see my previous post). I had a FWB but at the end of the year she was more focused on hitting the books rather than my cock.

So cue a Saturday night, as I’ve mentioned previously my roommates were on a co-ed sports team, and they had just returned from a meet, which they had won. So the team threw party at a house in the college neighborhood not far from my house. Now I enjoyed these parties because the girls were very hot (college sports do that do a women’s body) and the beer flowed freely. Usually is stuck to the cheap Natty Light, but for their recent win the team had splurged on some harder stuff. After a couple shots of vodka with a good looking classmate named Beatrice, Kate (the girl I had cheated on my ex with) texts me. Now Kate is definitely crazy and is on a different sports team than the one I was partying with. Kate was hot but senior year and alcohol had gotten her a little too chubby recently. I politely responded that I was at the party but was planning on staying while.

The first woman I’ve been with after opening my relationship [F]ucked [M]e until I saw stars.

I’ve had many lovely moments with the community on this subreddit, and while I’ve enjoyed many of your amazing stories, I’ve never had an opportunity to submit something of my own… until now! I write with the perspective that “Wild” is relative. What’s been mind-blowing for me might be pretty mundane for you, but it might also be a different flavor of story from your usual fare. This one should be much more painfully awkward. So, if you’d care to take the time, let’s buckle up and get to it.

SOME CONTEXT:

My long-term girlfriend and I have recently opened up our relationship due to differences in libido, and It’s been amicable, respectful, and loving. We made the decision so that I could go pursue the kind of sexual experiences and fulfillment that I have come to realize (With therapy) that I need and deserve. This story is not about our relationship, and I’m not going to get into any more details.

All you need to know is that I’ve been very sexually frustrated for the last five years; I have only had one blowjob in my life, never had an opportunity to go down on anyone, or been able to give my girlfriend an orgasm, and we’ve had sex at an average of about once every month and a half or so.

*submitted story by chloe* – pt. 1 strip club – amateur night [MF]

ms. carter: “I wanted to try something different for the story lovely miss Chloe submitted to us. I recommend playing the song she danced to while you read it. It might work for you, it might not, or you can play your own song – or no song.”

So I have this bucket list and dancing on a stage at a strip club is just one of the many things I’ve been wanting to cross off. One of my close stripper friends, Scarlet, convinced me to join their amateur night last week. She even let me borrow one of her outfits.

[The night of]

I’m standing behind a curtain peeking through the small slit. I see dozens of men and women. I feel nervous but excited. More excited than nervous since Scarlet fed me two shots before coming up. I tend to get a buzz pretty quickly and when you combine music together I feel like I get a high from it.

“Time to earn that extra credit ladies and gents! Or would you like her to teach you a lesson in detention? Show some love to Chloe!” <applauds and whistles>

[Music begins]

Tales from My Slutwife’s Past: Her Favorite Threesome [FM], [MFM]

I am a lucky man. Almost two decades ago I met a stunningly beautiful woman on AOL IM, caught her fancy through chatting and long phone calls, and, eventually, met her in person. A few short hours later, I was staring up, admiring this gorgeous creature as she rolled her sexy hips so my cock put pressure on her clit on the way to an intense orgasm.

Over the next few years, we continued on as lovers and boyfriend and girlfriend at times, until she became my wife. While my wife and I have plenty of stories of our own that I may share if anyone is interested, this is not one of those.

When a woman is riding your cock like a bullrider hours after you first meet in person, it comes as no surprise to learn she has an extensive and varied sexual past. I have always expressed interest and never felt or showed any jealousy. Consequently, my wife often openly shares stories of her intensely erotic sexual history. These stories never fail to get my cock rock hard and aching for attention from her beautiful, perfect mouth, which she is glad to provide. I enjoy them so much, I thought you might as well.

Group sex – A girl gets fucked by many at a dance club [Group]

Erotic stories, Group sex, a girl gets fucked by many at a dance club, We walk into a dance club and walk onto the dance floor. A really slow song comes on and we both smile. I see a chair and I lead you to it. You sit down in the chair. You wonder if I’m going to sit down too. You have no idea that I’m going to dance for you.

I move back onto the floor some and I start touching my body for you. You watch me your eyes focused on my body. I then suddenly take off my top and my skirt throwing it in the floor. Your eyes get wide with lust noticing that I am completely nude in front of you now. You whistle at my direction but so do other men that are happening to notice me at the same time. One man notices me a lot and he comes over to me. He stands behind me and boldly places his hands on my tits massaging them. He then leans forward towards my ear.

“Hey sexy. You’ve got a hot body and I’m going to fuck you. Oh by the way, my name is Aaron. What’s yours?” he whispers.

Kerri and Me Pt 1 [F][F]

Part 1.

This is likely to be a strange story, but it is, well almost, completely true. Names and locations are changed to protect the guilty and who cares about innocence?

I’m Mindy. I am married to Don, with a daughter, Charvi, now nineteen and a son Jax, now sixteen. But this is more about Kerri and me. Later it is about Jules and Charvi as well.

On her first day at Junior High, Charvi met Jules, Julie-Ann, and they have been friends ever since. Over the course of the next few years, Don and I seemed to be running in to Kerri and then husband, Bill, fairly frequently. Kerri I really liked, Bill – well, not. Bill was loud and domineering, an asshole truthfully. Don’t get me wrong, he had a lot of good things about him, he was very skilled at his work, apparently, he was also a great provider. After the divorce, he really did step up and take care of Jules, although, like the asshole he is, he made it clear he wasn’t interested in supporting Kerri until she got on her feet.

[FM] Just one of the times I’ve been caught

Hi there GWS. I’m new around here and thought I would share a story about the time I got caught sitting on a cock while housesitting for family.

This was three years ago. My aunt and uncle (both police officers) were going out of state asked me to stay at their house and take care of their dogs for two weeks since they couldn’t board them at their regular kennel for some reason I honestly can’t remember. It was around this time of year, so roughly 15,000 degrees outside with 300% humidity and these people have a super awesome pool so suffice it to say I was really looking forward to it, especially because I knew I’d be getting paid really well for it, at their insistence. As a broke student still living at home, it was a great gig.

[FFm] [inc] Son Brings a Cougar Home to Mommy

The heat of the July day was fading into a cool evening. A soft breeze carried the scent of lilac bushes through the open window next to me as I sat on the large leather couch in my front room greedily reading my newest trashy romance. Ever since my divorce 5 years ago, the pressures of being a mother and bread-winner have reduced my sex life to this tacky erotica and, of course, my son Eric.

Eric is 22 years old and just graduated with a degree in Communications. He’s staying with me this summer before he enters the “real” world. I know most people would think it was monstrous or abusive, but ever since his father and I split, our relationship has been more than an average mother and son. At first, I wanted to make sure that he would know how to treat a woman properly, something the other men in my life have consistently failed to do, but it grew to be so much more.

I’m only forty-three myself, and I take very good care of myself. I love the feeling of turning heads of men half my age, and teasing Eric’s friends has always been a favorite pastime of mine. No harm in letting a little nip slip just to make a teenager squirm a bit, I always feel.