[M+/F+] [wife] [anon-sex] [swing] [group] THE DARKROOM – My ex-wife and I began swinging 5 years before we were married back in 1973.

**You can view full the illustrated version of THE DARKROOM at** [https://eroticprose.com/](https://eroticprose.com/)

One time, while living in Colorado, we were invited to the home of a local attorney who was a popular swinging single guy, with loads of money.

In his palatial home, he would throw some pretty wild “sex parties”. He fancied himself to be some kind of “Hugh Hefner”.

When we arrived at his place, he informed us that he had built a new room at the back of the house, which he called, the darkroom. It was not a room used to develop film; it was a room specially designed for “anonymous sex,” and this was in the days before AIDS became a household word.

The room was basically “wall-to-wall BED”. He had designed it and had it constructed to his exacting specifications. It was PITCH BLACK.

Absolutely NO LIGHT could enter the room, hence the name, “darkroom”.

Gals would go into a separate “undressing” area from the men, who would have their OWN “undressing” room. After getting naked, one would walk through a few doors, until you were in the darkroom (which you could tell for sure, because your bare feet would suddenly be on a BED, and you could NOT see anything).

[FF] I (30F) tied my partner (24F) to a sex swing and fucked her while strangers walked past and looked

This is my first post from this account. If it gets a positive reception, I might share more stories. If you wanna skip straight to the sex stuff, scroll to where the dashes are.

A little about us. As the title says, I’m 30 and my girlfriend is 24, but people usually mistake us both for being younger than we are. I’m 5’10, slender, and relatively physically strong and toned with short hair. My girlfriend is maybe 5’8″ and is beautifully curvaceous and soft with long hair. She has the most radiant smile and perfect velvety skin.

We are polyamorous and both fairly sexually adventurous. The other night, she was offered last minute tickets to an adults only event with a very vague description. Was it a party? An orgy? A kink event? We didn’t know what to expect, but were curious to check it out.

Midnight Fantasy [MF] [Cheating] [Breeding] [CNC] [Pregnancy] [Happy Ending] [Thief] [Modern Day] [Doctor’s Wife]

Talia paced the marble bathroom floor, willing herself not to look at the stick on the sink until her phone timer went off. She knew checking on it wouldn’t make the results appear any faster—knew it from all of the many, many previous times she’d done this.

Pausing to glance in the mirror, she noticed she was chewing her bottom lip again. A nervous tick that Ben was always trying to get her to stop. She wished her husband was home now, to offer restrained hope if the test came back positive or consoling arms if it was negative. She blew out a long breath she hadn’t realized she was holding, and instead turned to lean against the sink counter to wait.

After what seemed like an eternity, her phone finally let out the familiar ‘ding’ to let her know that she could now look at the stick. She could now know if her future involved the change and addition to their family that she so desperately wanted, or if she needed to just continue on her path of tracking her ovulation cycle.

ruined No Nut November on day one [FM]

I [26F] was over at my boyfriend’s [25M] house on Sunday night. He was playing video games with his mates, as usual, although apparently due to the world championships happening over the weekend, he’s gotta win 100 games in a fortnight to win some exclusive skin, so he was pretty focused on playing.

I was feeling a little needy, if I’m honest. I dressed very cute to see him; I had a lacy black bralette, barely holding the girls in place, and a floor length black skirt with a thigh-high split. Goth but beachy. And he was focusing all his attention on some game…

Standing out of sight, I took off my underwear, and then crawled under his desk again, and started unzipping his pants to blow him. He really loved it last time, and I wanted his attention. He was still mid-game, strategizing in the discord call, but he grinned and scooted forward on his chair and leant back, making it easier for me to tug his jeans off. He was already standing at attention before I had even touched his cock directly.

[MF] Met with MILF to give each other sensual rubdowns

* **Long, but true story!**

I was going to be going in for spine surgery and thought a post I had placed on reddit had gone nowhere when a sexy vixen (Lets call her Kay) hit up my inbox. She was in her early 40’s, in great shape and loved the idea of giving each other sensual messages.

Due to distance and lack of privacy we decided to meet up at a cheep hotel, and by the time I arrived she was already dressed in sexy lingerie with the lights dimmed and oils ready. Small talk was effortless and she began undressing and said, “so are you ready for your message, best just get completely undressed it’s not like we have our licenses.” I quickly undressed and lied down on the bed, however I’m over 6′ tall so I was hanging over the edges. The small talk continued and began with our lives, and how crazy the year had gone. Not long after that I had a beautiful blond woman pouring oil all over my legs and messaging each one. As Kay got higher she cupped and squeezed my ass cheeks before moving up my lower back to my shoulders. Kay asked, “can you just slide your legs apart a bit honey?” Like that was an issue, so I did as she asked and for the first time I can feel the warm lips of her pussy glide up my leg as she works my shoulders. As Kay moves down my arms I feel her firm fake, (but oh so sexy) tits rest on my back.

A Haunted House PT 4 (Final)

As you sashay towards the next door you feel powerful. The combined cum of two hunters and yourself is still oozing out of your well fucked cunt. The mixture dropping on the dirt floor and sliding down your thighs.

Naked and confident you reach for the handle. Grasping firmly you twist and the unexpected happens. A jolt goes through your arm. No matter how you try over the next few seconds you are unable to release your hand from the knob. Simultaneous to the pain in your hand, the lights go out.

With unnecessary roughness you’re pulled into the next room. As you are unable to release your hand, the opening door pull you with it. Darkness still surrounds you. Rough hands throw something over your head. It smells new and chemical.

The pain in your arm vanishes as you are able to release your grip. There is still a burning sensation from the muscles contracting. Moving to rub feeling in them something beats you to it. Hands like iron catch you at the wrists and under your arm pit. Without consent you are pulled with no idea where you are going. Whatever is on your head is blocking your vision. You have no idea if the lights are back on.

Da Fuck is an E-Boi? Part Three (Gay, Femme, Straight/Gay4Pay, Public)

After Frank filmed with Jacky the first time, he’d been hit with a wave of emotions. He’d just had probably the most intense orgasm of his life, balls deep inside Jacky’s fat bubble butt of a backside. Even now, his cock softening and post orgasmic thoughts going crazy, he couldn’t deny the E-boi had a great ass. Which as his cock left with a small wet squelch was gaped open and leaking more than a little cum. Some of it which had already squeezed out to run down his smooth sack, or along his thighs. Jacky looked back at him, and reached up to tug the mask off one hear.

“Oh, that’s better…” He murmured in relief, “Great job stud! I mean… damn you really fucked my brains out…” He bit his lip and was a bit red in the face. Frank swallowed hard, and could feel his own cheeks redden as he nodded stiffly. “Uh, thanks man.” Fuck that felt awkward to say.

Impromptu Gloryhole Visit [FMMM] [Public] [Gloryhole] [Blowjob] [Creampie] [Milf]

Vicki and I were driving back from a day out at the seaside. As friends with benefits go, we were very much friendly with each other, enjoying the company as much as our regular bedroom fun. This trip was one of those spur of the moment things and we’d had a great day of it. We were making good time back when I felt the need for a toilet stop so we pulled into a services off the A-road.

I knew Vicki was beginning to feel horny as she had been absent-mindedly stroking her thigh for the last half hour, a dead giveaway that her mind was starting to wander to erotic places. I knew I’d be asked to stay over that night and didn’t mind one bit. We’d been friends who fucked each other for about six months now and had some great times together. She was mid 40s, a superb slim body, always nicely trimmed, with great tits for her age.

The New Experience [Fiction]

Hello, my name is Natalie, I am 25, but this story is 22 years old girl. Let’s call her Naty, she is shy, a little dumb just started exploring her life. She plans to go to a movie with some of her friends.

She is very excited about this outing with a friend, she chose her dress very patiently and choose to look cute. She wears a [white top](https://i.imgur.com/S9ihv8u.png), [Black Flared Skirt](https://i.imgur.com/Xmz52l5.png), and inside she chose to wear a [white bra](https://i.imgur.com/xRooJ0j.png) and [Black panty](https://i.imgur.com/lXMLr8A.png). She out for theatre. She met her all friends. She goes inside the hall and finds their way to sit. Hall is dark. She can’t even see her friends properly. She found her sit. But unfortunately, she sat in someone’s sit.

He was dark-skinned, and he was wearing black, she told her “Sorry mam it’s my sit”. She quickly replies “ohh sorry” she shifts one sit. Now this man is in between her and her friends.

The movie started, she quite enjoying the movies. Suddenly she felt a hand reassuring on her thigh. First, she thought that some of her friends. But suddenly it strikes on her mind between her and her friends the stranger is sitting. It’s the strangers’ hand.

Fucking Thor. Aka Sex at a Halloween Party [FM]

Ah, Halloween. The glorious time of year when suddenly having a dressing up box is considered a boon and not a childish cry for help. The time when perceived wisdom has every female using the thinly veiled excuse to dress up as outrageously slutty as they can conceive, while guys make as minimal effort as possible to wear something that looks can barely be described as ‘dressing up’.

Thankfully though, the type of people I’ve tried to spend my life surrounded by don’t slip into the cliche of this perceived wisdom. Which isn’t to say myself and certain female friends don’t take the opportunity to make the most of exciting costume opportunities, but rather that we tend to mix with guys who actually do make an effort.

I realise this is two paragraphs of entirely non-arousing preamble, but fear not, it’ll eventually become clear. The tl;dr version of the above it that myself and friends are varying degrees of geeky at heart, and like our costumes to be accurate as well as arousing, and vastly prefer the type of guy who’s actually produced a costume of some merit, than worn a nice shirt and calls himself a cowboy.