Date night part 2 [MF] [CLUB] [NSFW]

The club.

Now this club caters to a more mature and open minded clientele. Most were in their mid to late 30’s and up, real gen x types with a sprinkling of early millennials. When I say open this club is known for alternative live styles, swingers, gay, working girls and boys, and because it is primarily Gen X. No body gives a fuck! if you are cool you are cool have a good time.

Now if there is one thing I love it is people watching. so we grab a couple of seats at the corner of the bar so we can see who enters, the dance floor, and most of the club. This place is truly great. Poorly lit, live music by a Terence Trent D’Arby coverband, and lots of dark areas with booths in them. The owners of this place knows exactly what goes on and the hotel benefits from “spontaneous bookings”. 

I ordered L her first drink. She had some wine at dinner but I wanted to “release her inner freak a bit” just enough to get her feeling herself but not so much that we get up to our room and she passes out leaving me to have to resort to feeling her up and jerking off. Don’t worry she knows that I do that sometimes and she is cool with it.

Queen Samira and the Ritual [M Late 20’s] [F 20’s] [Heterosexual – M/F] [Wealthy woman, Poor Man] [Public]

Queen Samira, pampered and worshiped since birth, sighed in boredom. In a shallow bath the length of an entire commoner’s home, she leaned back near the edge. A servant clothed in little but a sheer cotton loincloth placed a plush cushion before her head could hit the sharp edge. The water steamed around her, fragrant water soaking into her skin and making her ample bosom bounce lightly as it reached just under her armpits. Surrounded in luxury, red painted walls decorated with vibrant blue and gold accents- she only saw tedium!

The clergy suggested a bath in the temple would cleanse her of any worries- but it did nothing but bore her further. She’d sat in the thing for less than a tenth of the time it took to prepare it before groaning. Standing, she waded to the steps leading further in where a swarm of female servants swaddled her in linens and guided her to a reclined chair to moisturize her skin with oils and perfumes.

One of the servants, someone closer to her age, massaged oils into her breast first. This was perhaps the better part of getting out of a bath.

[F] My slutty weekend (Part 1)

My first post here, and I am writing it while I am still processing the wonderful aftermath of the events this weekend, so please be gentle on my writing.

This all started with my husband and I (32M/32F) taking a plunge into the swing lifestyle. We had participated in a few MMFs and the one MFF when my husband proposed having me fuck other guys on my own. Not for taking any videos or photos, but just for fun.

We decided that I would go on Tinder, plan a date and then hook up in a hotel room that we would have booked. We live in a college town so there is no shortage of horny and hot guys.

Soon I made a Tinder account and began swiping. I got so many matches it made it difficult to narrow down. Finally I decided to go with Joe (name changed). Joe was a theater major but he was built like an athlete.

After some flirting and banter on the app we decided we would go out for a movie followed by lunch. Joe picked a small artsy movie theater in town and picked me up from my place. Hubby and I had booked a hotel room at a chain hotel nearby so that we could hook up if things heated up.

My New Swimming Pool [M35/F64] [Mature] [Pussy Licking] [Vanilla]

During the last winter I came up with an awesome idea: I am going to build a swimming pool in my backyard. For my children when they are with me during the weekends – yes I am a divorced father – and for the whole neighborhood during week days. Especially for those hot stay at home moms that were around. During the days their kids would be out in school, their husbands would be at work and they could come over and chill in my backyard, next to my my private swimming pool. Looking good while doing so. Bringing some excitement into my home office days.

Luckily I have the money to afford such a project. So I went down to town hall, I filled out a shitload of paperwork, I hired someone to plan it, I hired a contractor to actually built it and then I spread the message. Luckily everything went according to plan. I had my pool before summer really kicked off.

{fmm} {cuckold} the story from her perspective

I went to my works Xmas party, with all my staff. I was dressed in a tight fitting black dress with matching black thigh high boots. The dress cling to my curves and had a little cut out so you can just see the edges of my boobs. Hair was down with heavy makeup. I looked good. Food was a disappointment but the laugh and banter was good. Drinks were flowing and most people were drunk. Including me. A couple of the guys were being a little flirty but nothing I couldn’t handle. I became drunker as the night went on and decided to start flirting back. No harm in it. At first they wasn’t sure what to do but soon started getting worse. Flirting went to trying to touch and as the party started to come to an end suggested an after party. They new a little bar we could go to. Turns out it was a friends swingers bar where they got us a room. One thing led to another and my dress was gone and all I had in was my boots. One stood in front of me forcing his cock in my mouth making me suck it hard. The other started licking and fingering me. After a few minutes his dick was in me thrusting hard and fast. They took it in turns to swap around so they could both get me. The first one cum hard in me while grabbing my tits, the second one then started fucking me hard and pumped me full of cum. They shoved my knickers in me and told me to go home with their cum in me. So I came home to you and to see what you wanted to do…….

The First Day On The Train [M28/F26] [Transgender] [Anal] [Romance]

Trains are my thing. Since I can remember. I have always been fascinated by them. So I spent the bigger part of my free time – no, I wasn’t working for a railway company, I spent my time in a research lab working on ways to safe the environment – on trains, in railway stations or looking at trains in some rail yard.

I was perfectly happy with my job and my life. But it lacked one thing: A significant other. A girlfriend. A woman on my side. It took until I was around twenty eight years old to find a suitable partner. And this here, is the story how I met her, or to be totally honest with you, how I got hooked up with her.

It all took place in the middle of the fall. About six years ago. I was spending my weekend on a steam powered train that was doing a trip through the beautiful autumn colored landscape. I was more than just looking forward to it for months. I even bought some new camera gear to get better shots of the train, the landscape and the people on the train.

This is a true story of a [F26] woman my wife [45F ] and [44M] I met on reddit, includes; waterboarding, bdsm, ffm and even getting dessert.

This is a couple years ago but worth retelling.

We have posted before regarding our meetups with dark unicorns (a woman seeking a threesome with a couple, in a BDSM context). It has been asked that we update as we do, we have had a few forays that went undocumented but this one we just had to put to pen so to speak. It’s long, no apologies. I give advice throughout it, take it for what it’s worth or don’t I don’t have an agenda but there are things I wish I had known or considered when we first started. I figure I should pass on that knowledge.

First, off we are a long-married couple 14 years, MF and we are really kinky and into harder BDSM, we like submissive women, we aren’t swingers, no swapping, no munches, just the occasional woman to share and abuse together additionally we tend to play with the same woman for an ongoing relationship. We are into fitness and on the attractive side, my wife is simply put; stunning, I am slightly above average if only because I keep fit and dress well not through any genetic gifts.

“Stag” [F/43] [M/36] [sex party] [swingers] [masturbation] [cunnilingus]

Last weekend I hosted another special party; an exclusive party for couples, by invite only. Although this one was slightly different and kinda special… it was the first time that you’d ever been to a party like this. And to think – you almost didn’t come at all. When your fiancè texted to tell me she wasn’t coming I must admit I felt a pang of disappointment. I had been looking forward to introducing you to this kind of a party… and getting to know you better. Thinking about your 6 foot 4 frame, your cocoa-complexion, full lips and huge arms, I decided that I wanted you at the party with or without her. So I bent the rules a bit and texted her back to propose that you come solo. There’s a term for a single man who shows up to a sex party alone and you, very appropriately, were going to be our “Stag”.

I visited a gloryhole [26F]

I was in a foreign city on business for a week. It was a very busy week, so I didn’t get to pay much attention to my sexual needs and after a few days I was pretty pent up. You know how you get after you haven’t fucked in a while, the horniness impairs your judgement and you just need to get some release.

On my last night I had the night off finally. So I went online to see what kind of sexual trouble I could get into in this city. There were some strip clubs and a few swingers clubs. But since I was alone those weren’t an option. There was also an adult theater with booths and gloryholes. In all my slutty adventures I have never actually done a proper gloryhole before. I mean I have at a sex party. But that was different. Here there would be actual strangers on the other side of whom I would never even see their faces. My pussy tingled at the thought of it. So I headed out to the adult theater.

How I lost my virginity to a girl who caught me masturbating in the woods. Chapter 8. Crystal and I get a weekend alone. [M/F 18]

We woke up spooning, with Crystal in front of me and my arm wrapped over the top of her. It was very cozy, feeling her warm, soft body in front of me and smelling her hair. I could see out her window that the snow had stopped, but it was still overcast. There was an unusual amount of snow for this time of year, since it was not quite winter yet. Crystal stirred and said, “Good morning babe,” in a groggy voice. She slid out of bed and went to use the bathroom. When she came out, she stood in front of her window, with her back to me and she stretched, causing her tshirt to lift up and accidentally exposing the bottom half of her bare ass to me.

I said, “Crystal, you have the nicest ass,” and she quickly stopped stretching and covered her ass embarrassed and hopped into bed again. We kissed and my hands were wandering on her naked body under her tshirt.

Crystal said, “I wonder if your sperm like fertilized a moss or something. Maybe there’s some Dave/moss hybrid wandering the forest,” and she giggled cracking herself up.

“How?”