First orgy that ended with a broken dick. You’ve been warned (MFMFMF)

For the first time ever I have managed to get together with a girl who seems to be just as sexually explorative as myself. To be honest it's a breath of fresh air. No more "trying to figure out the best way to bring it up" kind of stuff. Just full on "I like this" what about you. No judgment, other than a bit of laughing when I showed up in my man thong… and lots of communication.

So after our first time having a MFF which I fucked up massively and only fucked the other girl (yes our swinging stories end in disaster more often than not but it doesn't stop us) we decided to try to start swapping with other couples. The first time was a bit of a big bust. We met this couple on CL and they seemed pretty cool. We got to the club and my girl (let's call her Gerty cause it makes me laugh) decides that to calm her nerves she was going to drink and ended up throwing up all over the place. We ended the night with no sex and laughing in the parking lot of a swingers club just the two of us. Probably one of my favourite times in our relationship.

Be Careful What You Wish For.. #Part1&2 [MFF][RELUC][VOY][ORAL]

PART 1 – The Encounter

So my wife Jennifer and I have been together 5 years, lived together for 3 of those and married for 2. Our sex life has always been.. lacking. Vanilla. For the want of a better word, boring. She is a beautiful woman, standing tall at 5'9 and with a tight athletic build, dark brown eyes and hazelnut hair down between her shoulder blades. She just isn't that sexually active. Maybe it is just me, maybe she's not really that attracted to me. Either way, as time went on and sexual encounters became few and far between, my gaze started wandering elsewhere, craving attention where I could find it.

That is when it all started. That is when she arrived.

Sat at my desk at work one day, I hear my co-worker showing round the new hire. I couldn't be bothered with this, I had far too much work to do, but I hear the gentle rapping at my door and the handle being tugged on before I even invited them in. * Sigh. * What's the point of knocking if you are going to invite yourself in? I wasn't even going to look up from my paperwork.

Be Careful What You Wish For.. #Part1 [MFF][BDSM][FDOM][RELUC]

So my wife Jennifer and I have been together 5 years, lived together for 3 of those and married for 2. Our sex life has always been.. lacking. Vanilla. For the want of a better word, boring. She is a beautiful woman, standing tall at 5'9 and with a tight athletic build, dark brown eyes and hazelnut hair down between her shoulder blades. She just isn't that sexually active. Maybe it is just me, maybe she's not really that attracted to me. Either way, as time went on and sexual encounters became few and far between, my gaze started wandering elsewhere, craving attention where I could find it.

That is when it all started. That is when she arrived.

Sat at my desk at work one day, I hear my co-worker showing round the new hire. I couldn't be bothered with this, I had far too much work to do, but I hear the gentle rapping at my door and the handle being tugged on before I even invited them in. * Sigh. * What's the point of knocking if you are going to invite yourself in? I wasn't even going to look up from my paperwork.

Quick and fun with unexpected results

This is just a short account of a interesting experience we had:

We had agreed to meet a someone from our local swingers website for coffee …you know the usual meet and greet scenario.

We arrived at the shopping center a little early and found a parking bay in the underground lot. Given that we had some time I thought I would try and get her engine revved up a little.

Leaning across I kissed her softly , nibbling on her neck , two things that give her chills and goosebumps but also make her more than a little damp .

Naturally my hands were not idle one was lifting her skirt caressing her inner thigh teasing her pussy ….she loves soft and gentle,and soon her kisses became more passionate and her legs opened just a little wider.

That was an offer i wasn't going to refuse and breaking off the kiss I dropped my head to her lap and began to tease her clit with my tongue whilst at the same time using a finger or two just at the entrance …to say she was aroused would be an understatement . I glanced up and had to laugh as she struggled to keep an eye open for people walking back to their cars and her desire to close them and cum. Suffice to say eventually gave up put her head back and let nature take its course.

(m/f)(non-con)(I/you)In The Basement

I led you down into the basement, just so we could hang out and talk, you were so happy to see me since this was one of our first days together as a real couple, considering we decided to start dating after I had already went back to school.

You had a goofy smile across your face as we sat on the floor, talking, the TV playing in the background. When I leaned over and began to kiss you slowly. You felt your heart skip each time my lips met yours, and it only got worse when my hands began to roam across your ribs and back. Settling them on your ribs as I slowly pushed you down onto the ground as your arms wrapped around my neck.

I leave a hand on your ribs, pushing firmly and giving a nice feeling amount of pressure, the other however moves to caress your face. First, I rub your face gently as you mewl into the kiss, but eventually my hand settles on your neck and I give a little pressure. I kiss you stronger now, applying more force to your lips as my hand at your ribs leaves and moves to your breasts, merely brushing over them.

Coworker + strip club = an unbelievable story

It's a tough story to believe, I KNOW, but hey, sexuality isn't a light switch or an absolute. It's a scale, a scale that has many factors and each one of us have a personal limiter on it. So when I said I was with a lesbian, you have to understand that the label is just a 'general' guideline. Let's not try to put everyone we know inside a nice, neat, little box, mmmkay? Now that we have that established, listen to may tale about Melissa.

For those who don't know her, she's tall, about my height, but not lanky, nor is she thick. She has this amazing athletic-meets-average body type. We've worked together for a few years. Perhaps knowing she was gay made it easy to not think about every little thing I said. Perhaps for her too, since we joked with each other a lot. There was this immediate comfortability factor that was quite evident from the first day. She has light hazel eyes, brown hair that she usually has somewhat dyed blonde, and an amazing smile. Probably why I liked joking with her so much, was to watch that smile almost never leave her face.

Meeting for the first time, the extended version [MF] [BD] [sm] [D/s] [spank]

[NB: I posted the first half of this story a ways back, but I'm including it again here for context, so if it seems familiar, keep reading.]

I'm disappointed because you can't come up here, and I'm trying to manage my feelings. I try to let myself feel the disappointment, temper it with rational thoughts. I'm concerned because negative feelings often turn to apathy, and I want to hold onto this. I don't want to tell you I'm disappointed because I'm not sure it's appropriate for me to care, and I don't know if you, like me, get weary when someone cares too quickly. As a compromise to myself, I jokingly say that we should meet in Havana instead, a throwback to my initial message to you. You say, "make it Kingston, and we'll take a puddle hopper." So we do, and you fly the plane. I don't know where or how the arrangements were made for the plane, but it's just me and you.

Breaking in Becky [MFf] graphic – abduction, forced, gore (fiction)

You knew I was depraved when you met me, but I don't think you ever realized just how twisted of a mind I have.

That all changed when Becky started treating you like shit. Your classmate Becky was always the mouthy little bitch. She couldn't have weighed any more than 110 pounds and she was a couple inches shorter than you, even in those red high heels. Despite her attitude, she had a tight body and nice, I would guess, B cup tits. Easily a girl I would fuck often, if I wasn't already pounding you. However, Becky needed to be taught a lesson in respect and I devised a plan to teach her.

The plan was simple. Becky routinely stayed late for "extra credit" with her favorite math teacher, Mr. Davis. Such a slut! Patiently, we wait in the parking lot. Bruno Mars playing in the background until suddenly the side door opens. Becky planned to cut across the field next to the parking lot. She wasn't paying attention and wasn't prepared for us. Swinging the crowbar swiftly, I knock her to the ground in one clean shot. Scanning the open field, there is nothing, silence. I look back at you, your face has an air of pleasure but also disappointment. I know you too well, you're excited we have taken the whore down but pissed you didn't get the first shot at her.

Fucking [M]y now married first girl[F]riend

My very first real girlfriend was amazing. She was curvy and and tall and had an amazing laugh and a heart shaped birth mark on her left breast. We fooled around as teenagers but we never made it "all the way". It was something I had always regretted. I regretted it the day she got engaged and even more so the day she got married. But, I moved on over the years having my own thing, only occasionally nostalgically reminiscing and fantasizing about what it would have been like to give it to her good and hard. Or, lending to the fact that I was 14 when we dated, fast and forgettable.

A week ago I decided to roll the dice on craigslist, mainly because I'm stupid and STDs don't scare me as much as they should. After three bots and a flake I landed on an add like this:

"MARRIED CURVY FOR FWB

Hey I'm getting a divorce and we haven't touched each other in months. I like it a little rough so be okay with that. Maybe a one time thing but I would love to keep it going. +++if you're a good divorce lawyer. Haha jk. Hit me up at ******@gmail.blahblah"

Happy Ending Home Invasion [F,F BD]

Lila stared blankly at the television with unfocused eyes. The aging news anchor was droning on about the local prison, where one of the convicts had escaped earlier that afternoon. A manhunt had been called, but they had lost his trail hours ago. Lila heard none of this, lost in her own thoughts. She shot an irritated glance sideways at her girlfriend, Kate. They were in their early twenties, fit, attractive… Lila couldn’t fathom how their lives had become so boring so quickly.

For years, they had maintained the kind of spontaneous, romantic relationship that couples dreamed about, never suspecting that they too would fall into the dull rut of married couples. Now, Lila had to nearly grovel for sex, a humiliating experience, made even worse by the fact that she was almost alway rejected. Not two hours ago, Kate had once again pushed her away. Now Lila sat huffily on the couch, while Kate played Candy Crush on the opposite end.

“I’m going to bed,” Lila said, swinging her long legs to the floor.

“Night,” Kate said distractedly, not lifting her eyes from the screen.