[mf][oral] Sucky Vacation 5

Chapter 5
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Even through closed eyes and sunglasses, Jeff felt the cool shadow that blocked the late afternoon sun. He opened his eyes to discover a certain copper-haired beauty leaning over his lounge chair.

“Hey, Shawna.”

“Hey yourself,” she said while her curly locks dangled around his face. The first thing he noticed was the fabric of her deep purple one-piece straining across her swaying breasts. The second was her brilliant smile that crinkled the corners of her green eyes. “You up for a swim?”

“Sure,” he said.

He sat up and glanced at his cousin laying out next to him. Amy turned her head to smirk up at him. They had talked for a while after coming down to the pool. At first, she was a little freaked out thinking everyone could tell they’d just had sex. Jeff had kept her calm until it became obvious no one suspected anything.

He’d felt the same weird paranoia right after his first time at Bible Camp, especially when Ruth kept bringing up her purity ring with apparent sincerity. He patted Amy’s shoulder and returned her knowing smirk with wink.

My First Threesome [MMF]

This story happened 5 years ago, I was 22. at the age of 16 I learned what swing is and what a sex wife is, I have not had a girl for a very long time and as a teenager I very often visited all sorts of Internet forums devoted to the topic of swingers.
I never got into conversations, I just read, I looked at the photo.
when I was 18 I created a profile on one resource for swingers. I pointed out that I’m a guy, age, weight, height and where I live. my page was not popular, no one wrote to me, I myself also did not enter into any conversations.
and only after 4 years I received a message from one couple. I was very lucky that I noticed this message very quickly, I answered them. we asked for a show on Skype, they asked me to show them my dick, they asked me if I had any experience of such meetings (I honestly said – I never had anything like that, but I did not tell them, that I’m a virgin).
also they asked if I could do cunnilingus to a girl when her husband fucks her. it was a very strange question, but I pretended that nothing was wrong and said that I could hardly do it.
they asked me to come to their home. it was a very rapid development of events – our correspondence, video communication took no more than 15 minutes. for me it was very fast. I did not know what to do. it was already around midnight and I was afraid to go somewhere, alone … my heart was beating wildly, but I wanted it fucking crazy.
on many forums I read messages that you should come to such meetings with a gift, but most of the shops are closed, and what gift is needed? What should I buy? and they also asked me to come to them faster so as not to disturb their little child.
I decided and I went. in half an hour I was already next to their apartment. I took out a package of condoms from my car kit and called them up.
I was met by a guy, he was young, 5 years older than me.
he brought me to their apartment, introduced me to a girl. the girl was dressed in a light robe, I thought that my heart would explode. it was very hot. they seemed like a nice couple to me. I said that I wanted to buy a gift, but due to the fact that very late I could not buy anything. they do not seem to be upset. we three went into the living room and closed the door, they told me to try not to make noise. in the next room a one-year-old is sleeping.
the girl very quickly took off her robe, and naked lay on the bed. I began to undress with my husband.
I did not know where to start, there were no clues … we approached her alone, and she picked up two dicks … she started to suck my first, then took a cock in her husband’s mouth … it was my first blow job. I started to touch her for the boobs, then when she sucked her husband’s cock, I sank to the floor and began to lick her pussy – this I did too for the first time – I did not know if I had the courage to do it, and I had enough. I was very worried. but I tried, I tapped her clitoris with her tongue. she sucked a member of her husband. the beginning was good.
at one point the three of us were on the bed and her husband was fucking, she asked my dick to be in her mouth.
I liked everything, I was almost not afraid.
I was afraid that I would not have an erection, but my cock was just huge and he was in her mouth.
after five minutes her husband offered to swap places, I put on the prezirvativ and inserted a member in her pussy. I started to fuck her. the funniest thing is that I practically did not feel anything … my cock inside, but in my thoughts I imagined it all quite different … I even thought that maybe it’s because of the fact that she has a wide pussy for my member. I fucked her for about 10 minutes, we changed poses, I can not say that I did well, but after 10 minutes I realized that I was tired … we were all tired … her husband had cum on her tits, and I did not I could not do it … I hardly felt anything.
my cock felt nothing. I decided that I would end only if I masturbate. I pulled my dick out of her pussy and after a minute cumming it on her ass.
as it seemed to me everything was going well, but our meeting was not very good.
everyone was tired, but mostly I got pleasure. I lost my virginity by fucking someone else’s wife with her husband. it was cool.
I waited for me to write again this couple, but they did not write. Six months later I wrote to them myself, they answered that they do not remember me.
a couple of years later I had a girlfriend.
I never told her about it.
I still have problems with sensations. it turned out that for a very long time I had masturbated in my life and for my dick nothing is better than my hand. when I have sex I can never cum in pussy, I need to masturbate. I sometimes think that maybe I will have problems with conceiving a child.
I like sex. I like swing, but I do not know if it will ever be in my life. we have fantasies about group sex, but it’s only fantasy.
I have a secret and my girl does not know about him, but you know.

Brimstone Series Book 2 Episode 8: A Familiar Doctor

**Stacey**

Pressure in my head. Scratchy throat. Eyelids made of lead.

I woke up to a deep rumbling engine, and looked around, the sun’s rays attacking my irises. There were cars packed in neat rows from all sides, as if we were at a dealership, but upon further inspection they were from all years and brands. I’m in an outdoor parking lot, and alone.

‘Chris?’ I asked, my voice surprisingly small and hoarse.

‘I’m right here,’ his warm, masculine voice came from behind me. I heard something metal hit the pavement, and then the whirring of the Escalade’s trunk lowering. Relief replaced the initial pang of anxiousness when I laid eyes on him, his presence reassuring me.

He pushed a comfortable-looking wheelchair around to my side of the car before opening the door, the cool November air invading the cabin. ‘Here,’ he said as he lowered me onto the chair as easily as if I was a straw doll, and I gripped the hard muscles of his upper arm instinctively, providing me with a secure point where I could lean my weight.

Brimstone Series Book 2 Episode 8: A Familiar Doctor

**Stacey**

Pressure in my head. Scratchy throat. Eyelids made of lead.

I woke up to a deep rumbling engine, and looked around, the sun’s rays attacking my irises. There were cars packed in neat rows from all sides, as if we were at a dealership, but upon further inspection they were from all years and brands. I’m in an outdoor parking lot, and alone.

‘Chris?’ I asked, my voice surprisingly small and hoarse.

‘I’m right here,’ his warm, masculine voice came from behind me. I heard something metal hit the pavement, and then the whirring of the Escalade’s trunk lowering. Relief replaced the initial pang of anxiousness when I laid eyes on him, his presence reassuring me.

He pushed a comfortable-looking wheelchair around to my side of the car before opening the door, the cool November air invading the cabin. ‘Here,’ he said as he lowered me onto the chair as easily as if I was a straw doll, and I gripped the hard muscles of his upper arm instinctively, providing me with a secure point where I could lean my weight.

Plump lil Shannon [MF, oral, straight]

Shannon was a hot-blooded one. She wasn’t much over 5’4” and didn’t fit into the petite category. She was more in with the chubby crowd, but her tits. Fucking awesome. I’d guess double-D or even E cup. They hung from her chest just so and swayed to and fro as she moved. Her ass had a nice shape too, round and firm. She loved to show it off by wearing stretch pants without panties. Her chocolate-redish hair swirled down past her shoulders and framed her round face. She loved to wear red fuck-me lipstick to accentuate her full puffy lips. She was a confident, take no shit, sexually liberated woman. Who loved to fuck.

The first night we hooked up, I had been out to a bar with some coworkers and she was there with some friends. You couldn’t help noticing her in a crowd. She was wearing a wine colored velvet jacket that buttoned at her waist and couldn’t contain her rack. Her cleavage wasn’t spilling out everywhere, though. She had her boobs contained in a black bralette that displayed them softly covered in lace. Teasing yet classy. I know she caught me staring at her many times.

(mf) – Malia

The girl in the library wouldn’t stop staring. I was working on a novel, same as usual, but out of the corner of my eye, I couldn’t help but watch her. Her legs were curled under her on the sofa, and the book she had open in front of her was something fantasy-based. Wide, black-rimmed glasses framed a wonderfully pretty face. She wasn’t wearing anything special, just a comfy-looking pullover and tight jeans. The stare stretched on a while, five minutes, longer again. Oh, sure, occasionally she’d glance down at her book and pretend like she was reading it. Eventually, my curiosity overcame my caution and I closed the lid on my laptop. Slipped it into my backpack, swung the thing over my shoulders. Then I got up and walked towards her. I couldn’t read those eyes of hers. They were this light, baby-blue colour, all innocence. But there was something just a little darker lurking under the surface, I was sure of it. My constant paranoia had been in pretty good swing of late. But she looked gorgeous, and if I was honest, I wasn’t really feeling writing today. My car was parked outside, and my paycheck from the last online release was sitting comfortably in my bank account. Wouldn’t kill me to take a chance that this adorably cute wallflower was interested. She swung her feet off the sofa and looked down, like she’d not been staring at all, and I just stood there, looking over her. She was tall, I realised, a proper statuesque stunner. Slim, curved out in all the right places. There were quirky green Cons on her feet, and as I glanced down at my own, I decided that we would’ve easily fallen under some hashtag on social media if we were to do some casual photo shoot. #beautifulnerds or something.

[MF] Guy I’m seeing invited me to a local sex positive club. [public]

Tom and I have hooked up a couple times in different situations, but the last time got awkward and he started dating someone, Tom is also a bit older than me.

It had been a few months since we’d even talked at work, and one day a few people were drinking at the bar near our office, and Tom was there. We started talking, apparently he’d met this girl, they’d gotten engaged, and broke it off all in a few months. Felt bad for him cause he’s a genuinely nice guy.

So he starts telling me about how one of the things he liked about her was she was really into swinging and brought him into the lifestyle. He was clearly not new to the party scene which we kinda proved to each other, but he said he really missed it (I swear this is appropriate for this sub).

We started talking about where they went and what happened and she was very open about being with other couples and enjoyed it and they went to a local place here a few times over the last few months. He was saying it was a young crowd and has a real party atmosphere. We were a bit flirty, but I ended up going home alone.

A fantasy of my wife [MFM] [MFF] [MF]

I didn’t want to post this on my main account so I made a new one for this.

Me: 36y man, 5’7″, a lean physique, dark short hair.
She: 36y, 5’8″, a normal physique, blond-brown long hair, sexy pronounced hips, B cup.
We are together for more than 18 years and are both our first love. This story happened in 2016.

I hope I did a good enough job off describing the evening. It was way harder than I thought, (and english is not my native language).

**Some background:**

A few times a year I take my time to really indulge my wife. I try to make her forget all the built-up stress of work and such. She really deserves this for all things she does for me and the kids.
We have a healthy sexlife and are very open about our sexual fantasies. I think we like to talk alot about this because we only had eachother as sexual partners. So there is a lot of wondering… “how would it be with somebody else… how would it be to have a threesome etc…”
During one of those ‘fantasy talks’ she said something that stuck with me. This is the story about how I did an attempt to make my wife experience the thing she talked about.

[MF] I made love with my best friend’s wife!

My best friend died last year from an accident. He was happily married to a nice Indian American woman who is a doctor and they have a beautiful daughter. I was very close with them and his death was difficult for both of us.

Last Saturday I met her in the town and I gave her a lift. She invited me to come over her house and I decided to spend few hours in the evening with them. Her daughter had fallen asleep.We were talking and had some beer too. We talked about a lot of things; my friend, life, her family.

It was quite intimate. Not only was she turning my on physically, but intellectually too.I leaned in to kiss her, and soon we were kissing. Her lips tasted amazing. I wasn’t sure at this point what she was thinking. Would she want to go through with this? I was certainly ready, but it was a bit hard to read her enthusiasm. So I decided to myself, fuck it, I’m just going to follow her and let her tell me if I should make my way back home.