My Basic Instinct moment. [MF]

Long time lurker but I actually had something happen that I wanted to tell … actually I wanted to tell someone and thought better of telling my wife!

At lunch today, I went to a local coffee shop I frequent. The barista was a young woman I hadn’t seen for a long time. I comment that I haven’t seen her working in awhile and she tells me that she is in a nursing program in college now across the state and the owner lets the veteran employees come back and get double pay when they are on breaks. She and I talk about the university and town that she is going to because I went there 14 years ago. She and I hit it off and don’t skip a beat even though we hadn’t talked in 8 months.

[MF] Fingering on a Party Bus – Cheating/Long

So I shared this story before on an old account that I deleted, but the memory has been driving me crazy recently for some reason. So here we go sharing again.

The story is about a Christmas bar crawl a few years back that turned into a memory even the copious amounts of alcohol couldn’t dull (thankfully). We had a group of friends that all moved out after college and this was our way of getting back together.

Part of the organization came from this couple, a friend of mine and his wife — we will call her M. Last time I share this I tried to describe their relationship, maybe in order to justify what happened, but Ill skip the detail this time. It was never a great relationship, they both suck together, but I don’t condone what I did.

To describe M, honestly, just google Ashe Maree. Its fairly spot on. She is about 5’7, runner skinny body, long black hair, small chest, big nice butt, and eyes you would literally kill for. She was wearing jeans, a 3/4ths sleeve Christmas shirt, and a pink beanie. I had always known she was pretty, but something about her look today was….different. Sexier. But that didn’t change anything, none of the night was planned.

(_|_) Fun in the Retirement Village – Alice’s Birthday [MF]

I’m a 72 year old retired widower now living in a retirement village and having the time of my life. What goes on is not what you would expect your grandfather or grandmother to get up to. Here are [previous stories](https://www.reddit.com/user/rayvoit/posts/) if you want, but they aren’t really necessary to read.

This is the most difficult one I have written. I didn’t know whether to put the last two paragraphs in, or leave them out. Obviously I decided to leave them in.

My wife died around 3 years ago now but I still keep her reminders in my calendar for her. I can’t delete them. They are memories of times gone by. She was hopeless at remembering her friends birthdays so when I found out some I put them in my calendar with a few days notice to remind her to get a card.

A few weeks ago one of these birthdays popped up on my phone. It was Alice’s birthday in 3 days time. Alice was my wife’s best friend. I hadn’t seen Alice since my wife’s funeral and thought I’d just drop her an email saying Happy Birthday.

[M]et up with a [m]arried panty boy

We started texting after some back and forth online. Real texting. Not kik. Because I don’t see the point of app that replicated what my phone already does.

But when you have each other’s number that just adds an extra lair of temptation. When your cock is rock hard and you’re on the edge would you rather text about it…or listen?

It didn’t happen that often. At least not at first. He had to wait until his wife was out of the house. But then we’d start texting.

Sometimes he’d tell me how he fucked his wife. Or I’d tell him about the women and men I’d fucked lately. We’d talk about his fantasy of being cuckolded.

He’d talk about his wife panties. How he liked to stroke in them. How he’d love me to cum in them while he watched.

Sometimes he’d admit he was curious about sucking cock. Or being taken by a man.

The calls were never that long. We weren’t looking to become pals. We both had a need. There was an urgent intensity. Within a few minutes we were jacking off and cumming together. After that we’d quickly get off the phone until next time.

The Tribe [Cuckold] [Cheating] [Con NonCon] [mF] [Anal] [Interracial] [Breeding] [Polygamy] [Drugs] [Alcohol] [Fsub] [Mdom] [Oral] [Preg] [Voy] [Swing] [Incest]

[Another prologue tester / teaser opener with similar intentions to “Unexpected Falling Out”, with the reason for opening a second one to give me the option to switch between writing the two and not falling into the boredom / writer block trap of the series and refreshing my mind.]

It was another humid rainy day deep in the middle of the Amazon Rainforests of Brazil. He was right then in the middle of being part of a unique tribal expedition together with his team on day two of their journey. It was most fortunate, that he and his team were on standby that fateful day he recalled. Thinking to himself he and his team were extremely lucky, even as they rested for the night under makeshift tents made in the middle of the rain. They were all just resting in the lounge area at the Institute of Tribal Studies when the call came that day.

The call was from their local branch in Brazil that had just informed them of the potential discovery of an unknown and possibly forgotten tribe! Apparently a local Brazilian explorer was charting the area when he stumbled across it, coming back after to inform the local branch of it.

Had [M]y way with a virgin sissy in a Dallas hotel room

Playing with people on Reddit is damn near impossible. If you find someone near you or just willing to play virtually there is a higher than they flake out than on any other platform. Fetlife or Tinder are much easier. But there are less people on Fetlife and less kinksters on Tinder. So I end up here.

Lena was posting pics when she first caught my eye. This wasn’t the normal guy in panties stuff. These were full blown photo sets from the lips down. Skirts. Blouses. Dressed. Heels Stockings. Lingerie sets with matching garter belts. It showed dedication. I noticed we were in the same city. And so I messaged and we started chatting.

Some elements of her story were typical. She liked to dress up. She was curious about men, but had never been with one in any capacity aside from a little oral exploration, but that was way back in college before she started dressing up.

I was more fascinated by the atypical things about Lena. That she’d first started crossdressing when a girlfriend has requested it. That the woman had taught her how to dress and do makeup. That she’d been fucked with a strap on regularly.

The Tribe [Cuckold] [Cheating] [Con NonCon] [mF] [Anal] [Interracial] [Breeding] [Polygamy]

[Another prologue tester / teaser opener with similar intentions to “Unexpected Falling Out”, with the reason for opening a second one to give me the option to switch between writing the two and not falling into the boredom / writer block trap of the series and refreshing my mind.]

It was another humid rainy day deep in the middle of the Amazon Rainforests of Brazil. He was right then in the middle of being part of a unique tribal expedition together with his team on day two of their journey. It was most fortunate, that he and his team were on standby that fateful day he recalled. Thinking to himself he and his team were extremely lucky, even as they rested for the night under makeshift tents made in the middle of the rain. They were all just resting in the lounge area at the Institute of Tribal Studies when the call came that day.

The call was from their local branch in Brazil that had just informed them of the potential discovery of an unknown and possibly forgotten tribe! Apparently a local Brazilian explorer was charting the area when he stumbled across it, coming back after to inform the local branch of it.

Shy wi[f]e loves her first dildo [m]

My sexy petite wife (5’1ish) and I have slowly been acquiring sex toys. We recently picked out her first dildo. We decided on the blush real nude ergo mini. She’s very reserved when it comes to sex and so she didn’t want anything out of the ordinary/too large. When the dildo came in the mail my wife was a little shocked at the length of it so I reassured her it was just so there was “something to hold onto while you use it.” Next thing I know when she’s in doggy and buzzing her clit with a vibrator I tell her to ride the dildo like it’s my cock (backing up into it so she can take in as much as she wants at her own pace since she was afraid of the length). I’m holding the dildo by the suction cup with my fingertips and within 30 seconds she’s taken the entire length of the dildo inside her pussy and my fingers are touching her ass it was so deep inside her. I think it’s safe to say she isn’t afraid of the length anymore.

Big sex with a below average cock [MF]

My wife and I have been married for 23 years. About 10 years ago we started going to a nude beach in NJ and I commented to her that I always thought I had an average cock. After looking at the guys there, I realized that my cock was pretty small. I realize that you can’t really tell unless they are erect, but it still was apparent that I was definitely below average.

I never really thought about it much and she never seemed to care, so it was never a big deal. As part of the conversation, she disclosed that I was, in fact, the smallest partner that she had ever been with and that she actually had dated three or four guys that were very well hung. She also said not to worry and that my cock feels fine and our sex is great – but it still left me wondering and a bit worried about it.

The Company Christmas Party [MF]

As I am sitting at my desk at work, looking at a picture of my wife and I, I am reminded of one of my favorite excursions with her.

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The plane touched down in NOLA as several members of my company exited the plane. We’re here for the company Christmas party where we sometimes do it big by flying out all the employees and their partners for a weekend away somewhere to celebrate. One of the nicest perks we have.

My wife, a 5′ 1″ cutie with a booty, dark brown hair down to her mid back, brown eyes, 34B breasts, 115 lbs, gorgeous smile, and curvy in all the places that makes men stop and stare. She grips my hand, calming me. I’m honestly a pretty anxious flyer. Hate heights. Myself, 5′ 8″, black hair and brown eyes, 160 lbs, somewhat slim and building towards the dad bod and actively trying to fend it off. Pretty average in the department downstairs with a straight upward curve. It’s weird but I make it work.