Sexy Dinner [mF] [cheat] [anal] [oral] [ws] [creampie]

I work from home and admittedly, it can get a little boring and/or lonely. Sometimes, I take my computer to Starbucks, order a Latte and work from there for a few hours a day.

Turns out it’s a good way to get out of the house and meet people. I’m not the only “work from homer” who uses Starbucks as an office. There’s Maggie, a middle aged yoga enthusiast who orders a black iced coffee and reads a book an hour before her afternoon yoga class.

We’ve started talking and have become friends, bonding over books and politics and all that sort of stuff. She’s got to be in her late 50s, but looks like she’s in her early 40s. She’s fit, beautiful, and full of energy.

But … she wears a wedding ring, so I’ve hesitated flirting TOO much, but I can tell she digs the attention she gets from me, especially because I’m considerably younger than her.

Well, last Thursday, Maggie leaned in and asked me if I’d swing by her house over the weekend. Just so we could visit in a more … private setting.

My eyebrows arched upwards.

[MF] A long awaited fuck with my Spanish co-worker during a stressful breakfast shift!

This only happened this morning (UK time), but it was so hot that I had to write this all down into a story for you all to enjoy.

It was a pretty gloomy morning to begin with, I work at a hotel restaurant in Manchester, England and we were set on having a very busy Sunday breakfast. When I arrived, I noticed that one of my colleagues who is Spanish and has been working there for a few months. She was wearing a beanie, a grey jumper and black yoga pants and they showed off her perfect round ass and I was hard straight away, she bent over a few times to grab stuff from her locker and I could not help but think of my cock sliding into her ass from behind!

She turned around and said “Hi” with a huge smile on her face, I said “Hi” back before taking off my coat and putting my apron on. We stay quiet for a while, but we soon locked eyes as she left to get changed in the other room. I was shocked to see her working breakfast considering that she works evenings, I told her this and she simply said “I prefer to work breakfast.” and I smile saying “I wonder why!” She simply giggled and winked at me before leaving to get changed.

An Unexpected Orgy [mmmmmmffffff] [bukkake] [orgy] [anal] [oral] [squirt] [ws] [swing]

My girlfriend owns a mattress store. I know — strange career choice. But with the advent of order online mattresses like Casper and Purple and Leesa, she was getting crushed. Just couldn’t compete. She decided to close up shop.

She ran a big flash sale – slashing prices 75%, but still, at the end of the sale, six mattresses remained.

“I’m going to donate them to charity,” she said. “But first, we should have a party in the store. Invite our friends. We could even have a sleepover. Watch some movies. It could be fun.”

We agreed and reached out to five of our couple friends to invite them to Emily’s going out of business sleepover party.

They all showed up. We ordered some pizzas. There was a lot of beer. We watched a movie on Netflix, all cuddled up in our respective beds. It was a pretty tame evening until someone giggled in the back and whispered, “Look.”

Tanya was giving her boyfriend a blowjob. I guess she figured because it was dark and their mattress was all the way in the back of store … nobody would notice? And maybe the sound of the movie would drown out the slurping and gagging sounds she was making? Or maybe she just didn’t care. He didn’t seem to care either.

The Buffet [bdsm] [orgy] [Les] [swing] [exh][MF][MMF][FF]

Karrie had just scored a job after being unemployed for four months. Her boss had explained that he provided discreet services to a select clientele. She wondered what these services could be. She would soon find out as she accompanied him to a benefit. She had never been very sexually active, but after what she saw that night her sexual appetite could not be satisfied. What had happened to her? Why was she all of a sudden craving sex? As her sexual tensions continued, her boss invited her out for an evening. Little would Karrie know what lie in store for her. Would she accept what was to happen or would she run and try to suppress her newfound desires?

Once in the Bahamas… [MFM]

Let’s try again. Hope the tag is correct.

She finally said, “Go ahead, write it all down if you want. What do I care now?” So I am. Some background in my post history.

Long ago, we were 35 and both Chiefs in the Navy stationed in the southeast. We had an upcoming four day weekend and planned a trip to the Bahamas for some kinky fun. Caught the earliest flight available and we were on the beach by 1:00. That’s where she met him. 

Reneé was a looker. Red hair, freckles, she needed little or no make up. We both stayed in great shape. 34C cup tits that needed no bra for support. It was all muscle on her 5′ 4″, 125lb frame. She liked to show that body off too. So did I. That day she had on a skimpy bikini, it left little to the imagination. 

She caught his eye right off. We both noticed him looking at her tits or ass on several occasions. Reneé being herself of course she struck up a conversation with him in order to flirt and tease a little. She enjoyed that. We found out his name was Mike and he was a senior in college at a rather prestigious Ivy League School. 21 and forced to go on vacation with his elderly parents. 

Farm Girl Next Door [MF][Cheating][Oral][Mast]

Jennifer was one of those girls who had always been around the family. When I was growing up, her family’s picture had been hanging on our wall, her parents being close friends of mine. As a kid, I had seen her and her brother a couple of times, on holidays when our parents went on motorcycle trips and we hung out together while they were gone. Her family lived about 30 minutes away, in a rural area. She had always been kind of cute, but with a healthy dose of baby fat.

When I was in college, my parents got the crazy idea to buy a farm and get horses. They ended up buying the farm right next door to Jennifer’s family farm. Those farms were small, both about fifteen acres, so the houses were within view of each other, almost at shouting distance.

A slow night at the club. [mf]

It’s early. You’ve had a couple drinks but it’s still early and you’re tired of the bars. The same fake people you see every Saturday trying to drown their insecurities and hook up with the easiest partner they can. No effort, no creativity, no real potential anywhere.

Maybe one more drink. You stand at the bar, your jeans supporting your perfectly shaped glutes and your hips slightly swayed to almost make it look like you’re sticking it out for someone to grab. But no one does. The men at the bar aren’t man enough for you and they make frail attempts at pick ups but fail miserably.

“Fuck this place!” You leave. A waste of a buzz and a waste of your sexy look. But you don’t leave alone. As you walk back to your place the crowds seem to part as you walk. Everyone notices you. You love the attention but the boys out tonight can’t handle it. Except one man. He’s decided to test you out. He’s giving you space though, letting your guard drop as you get closer home.

[MF] Being Used (Rough) (Role Play)

One of our kinks is we like to talk about dirty fantasies, and masturbate together. It’s led us to our open and honest sex life – and a lot of great play. (It’s also interesting to see how both of our fantasies swing back and forth and change)

To start this story, exactly that was happening. One weekend, I had my wife in our bed, her panties off, probably a vibrator moving on her clit, asking her questions
*”What’s the last porn you watched?”*..*”sloppy blowjob.”*
*”When’s the last time you fingered yourself”* *”This morning while you were in the shower.”*
*”Did you cum?”* *”Of course”*
These questions always lead to, what are you thinking about when you make yourself cum, or what’s your ‘Im super horny fantasy.’
This time her answer was *”I want to be used like a whore. I want to be choked and spanked and used for pleasure.”*
That was enough of a turn on, that I probably flipped her over and fucked her right then – that’s usually how these sessions end, one of us (usually me) gets too hot and ends up fucking like an animal.

A few weeks later, when the opportunity arose, we decided to do it.

[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.