Almost a sex story [Gay]

In 2015 I was 24, recently single, depressed, and on the rebound. It was the latest breakup in what was already (and would continue to be) a violently toxic, on-again/ off-again relationship that would haunt me for years to come.

My friends, Bill and George, had invited me over to their place for the weekend. Plan so far was to bar hop Friday night, then hang around by their pool, or go to the beach, and just drink and party for a few days because why not. A group of us met up at their place, pregamed, and then hailed a couple cars and were off into the night. I had a good time out on the town, but I struggled with being in the moment. I knew I was just trying to distract myself, and I didn’t want to get too fucked up before we got back to the house. I was painfully lucid for most of the evening out.

The Matriarchy- Part 5, Girls Just Want to Have Fun

Part 1- [https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/qw2swx/the_matriarchy_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/qw2swx/the_matriarchy_part_1/)
Part 2- [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/r1b3a2/the_matriarchy_part_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/r1b3a2/the_matriarchy_part_2/)
Part 3- [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/r1f95j/the_matriarchy_part_3/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/r1f95j/the_matriarchy_part_3/)
Part 4- [https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/r2b08e/the_matriarch_part_4_two_men_one_goddess](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/r2b08e/the_matriarch_part_4_two_men_one_goddess)

The Park [MF] 30’s

Michael and I headed to the park in his neighborhood.  Funny thing is it’s in the same area as the Perfect Blend.

The park wasn’t much of a park it had a rusty swing set and slide. That’s about it.  We sat on a bench talked and then started to make out.  I had noticed he was wearing sweatpants, which I thought to myself that is convenient.

I slid my hand down his pants and stroked him while we made out.  Occasionally someone would walk by and my I’d pull my hand out until they passed and we just looked like a couple on a bench.

“it’s a good thing I didn’t start blowing you yet” I sort of joked. 

I fully intended to blow him. It had been so long since I had dick in my mouth so I was determined to have this go down.  After a few more minutes of stroking him. He said ,

“Go for it now there is no one around…”

I whipped his dick out and slid his hard cock in my mouth. He’s big and I was surprised I could deep throat it after being out of practice for so long.  He tasted good, I really enjoyed this good looking cock hitting the back of my throat. 

Festival Weekend, Part 4 [M/T/F]

Check part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/cdstoriesgonewild/comments/rgfe5o/festival_weekend_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)!

**Guests**

Sydney’s own outfit was stripped down to her tight g-string, pasty covered nipples, and those super cute knee high boots she had found. Each of the guys flanking her had another piece of her outfit in one hand and their own shirts in the other, all of them seemingly in the midst of a frenzy to fuck when they stormed in.

After a moment of awkward looks from all sides, Sydney dove down on top of me screaming and hugging me, “Elle where have you beeeeen??!!” We laughed and I introduced Misty while the two boys waved and introduced themselves. Eric was the taller of the two, lean with longer hair, Alex was shorter and more solidly built, with thick hair on his chest and face. Both were down to their shorts and sandals, both looking timid all of a sudden and like they wanted to put their shirts back on.

Small group of people at the swingers club [Group]

Went to the swingers club in the weekend on an evening that allows single males. Usually the girls that show up on these evenings enjoy playing with multiple men. The govt has just dropped new Covid-19 measures a few days before, so I was wondering if people would show up at all at this event. Fortunately people came, but only a very small group of people.

I showed up at the swingers club pretty much exactly when it opened. In the wardrobe I met one more couple. They were 35 years old, she had dark hair and a beautiful body. Not model skinny, not too much, just perfect shape. She had very perky tits (about B-cup) and a very beautiful face. She dressed up in sexy underwear.

They were very friendly and we settled in the couch waiting for more people to show up. The talk went easy and we all felt some sexual energy building up. After a while another man showed up. He was a bit more quiet, but pretty OK too. So far only 2 men and this 35 year old couple had showed up. The couple had only been swinging once before and this was their second time.

[Group] Our first swap experience. In a casino bathroom after a day at a topless pool

[Group] First Swap experience this past Summer. Swapped in Casino bathroom after day at topless pool.

My wife and I were raised Mormon and then about 6 years ago we left the Mormon Church. We went a little crazy doing and experiencing all the things that you aren’t allowed to do. We have always had a great sex life. We have been together for 18 years and still have sex almost every day! She has an incredible sex drive which I love. We love each other but just missed out on sexual experiences with others. Which always bothered both of us a little. We did all the things you shouldn’t do except we never ventured into the territory of swapping. We talked about it. A lot.

Romantic Roulette (MF, Dubcon, Bondage, Impregnation Risk, Exhibitionism, Anal Play)

Part 1 is here: https://www.reddit.com/r/BreedingStories/comments/qveluo/romantic_roulette_mf_oral_dubcon_bondage_risk/

Jennifer seriously considered blocking his number the next morning. Despite the wonderful job he’d done in bed, she was sure it was all just an act, and that if she let him get her naked again, his inevitable failure would only retroactively ruin the memory of their first night together. After a day of classes and a night without any promising new suitors on any of her dating apps, she reconsidered Dan again, despite her misgivings. After another day she was honestly surprised she hadn’t heard from him, and decided to text him.

‘What if I’m not free next weekend?’ she sent.

An hour later she got her response, ‘Then I guess you’ll never know.’

She found his distance both surprising and annoying. Why didn’t he want to see her more? He’d been awfully into her the other night, but now he seemed almost bored of her.

‘I can do tomorrow or Thursday night,’ she responded finally after deleting a couple messages that came across as too needy. There was no way she could last until Friday night without fucking someone; she’d be a wreck.

The balance of power: I fucked my landlord [FM]

*This is a long one, folks. But I think it’s necessary to capture the dynamic at play. I’ve included some page breaks if you want to skip to the sexy stuff. It’s hard to describe in words how it feels to exchange power during sex. But I’ve tried. Let me know what you think.*

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Apparently some wise person once said that everything in life is really about sex – except sex, which is really about power.

As a bratty switch, I’ve always been fascinated with power dynamics during sex. What precipitates the shift of power from one person to another. What tips me over the edge from stubborn, disobedient brat to panting, wanton slut… and then suddenly to cold, wry dom. Deciphering what we’re really trying to get from sex, beyond the hot wet colliding and crescendos.

All this is to say, when an opportunity like what happened last week presents itself, I’m going to be intrigued.

I moved house a few weeks ago, into an old villa rented with three other incredible women. It’s a good vibe, cosy and wholesome (and the walls are thicker than my last place… ha). Last week there were builders working on the outside of our house.

“Dr. Trench coat”. Human female abduction by humanoid alien & minions called The Hands.

You walk out of the office building searching for your car keys. A massive hand lands on your shoulder. “Sorry love. Doctors orders.” Says a voice behind you. Another hand reaches around and forces a rag over your nose and mouth. In a panic you inhale deeply, but the rag is soaked with chloroform. “That’s right love, let’s make this easier on everyone.” You try to pry the hand from your mouth and scream for help, but it’s infinitely strong. You feel your eyes roll back into your head. “Say hello to the Doctor for me, won’t you?

You awaken naked, laying belly up on the floor. A small white cloth is draped over your crotch. Looking around, you see only a blackened void in all directions. There are no walls or ceiling, just a slight mist in the air that seemed to go on and on without end. There was light, but its source wasn’t visible. It didn’t come from above but appeared to be emanating from the mist itself. You touch the ground. It is smooth, unnatural and littered with holes about the size of a man’s hand. “Latex?” you ask herself. It reminds you of a colander, except pounded flat and spray-painted jet black. There was something wrong about it. Something wrong in a way you can’t fully wrap your head around. Was it hungry? Was that the right word? No, you thought, not exactly.

[FM] My first time at a sex club 😈

I was able to tick off a bucket list item last night, sex club 😈

Thanks to the amazing u/CaptainCamus for accompanying me.

I’m not sure exactly what I expected. This was at Between Friends wine bar, a newish club from what I can gather. Older crowd, 30-50ish, maybe a couple younger. Their first attempt at a mfm night meant there were a couple of younger single guys. But mostly couples.

After a drink and a tour, people started to head upstairs to the the three open rooms, each with a couple of double beds and a couch, plus all the necessities, condoms etc. A couple of closed rooms, naughty(with two swings) and nice(with a massage table and slatted walls) Dressing down was a new term for me, undressing to head upstairs, but I was keen to show off my new lingerie so no issue there 😉

We started in the nice room, where I got relaxed with a massage that ended with me on my hands and knees, expertly manipulated by the captains tongue and hands. Time to explore.