[MF] 90s sex at a festival on drugs

So, I’m not much of writer but I’ve got a few sexy stories to tell. This is a story from the late 90s, at a rock festival in the UK. Me and my GF (now wife), let’s call her Megan, had been going together for a couple of years. At this time, poppers (Amyl Nirate) were still legal and really common. She hadn’t tried it although I had, along with sniffing glue and aerosols and other stupid stuff I would never do now. We were around 19 or 20 years old, uni students.

Anyway, we saw some poppers for sale at the festival market and decided to buy some. If you haven’t seen it, it comes in a tiny glass bottle and it smells so strong you only need to sniff a bit and you are instantly high. It literally wakes you up if you have fainted which I think was the original use. So we bought some and went to see the band on the main stage (I forget who). We had a sniff from this bottle and seriously within about 1 minute we kissed and suddenly had a huge blood rush and we are absolutely desperate to fuck each other. We are in the middle of this crowd and I’m groping her tits and she’s grinding against my cock. After a few minutes of this We literally run back to our tent, horny as fuck.

[MF] The Prednisone Spark

So I’m a guy in his early thirties, and I’ve been married for more than a decade.

My wife and I were married really young. We were both raised religious, and we both had crazy strong sex drives. We did literally all we could short of having penetrative sex before getting married, and we were all over each other every single day for the whole six months of our engagement. We were as sexually liberated as we felt we could be, deeply committed to one another, and incredibly committed to finding ways to make each other come without resorting to full-on sex.

Discovering my wife during that time was magical to me. She was my first everything. I had my first kiss with her in a church parking lot, running my hand through her beautiful, shoulder-length brown hair. Hers were the first breasts I ever saw in real life, her perky C-cup breasts eagerly shown to me after an intense make out session in my car on a quiet street in the middle of the night, her pale pink nipples just barely distinguishable from her light skin. She was juts a few inches shorter than I am at 5’5″ and her build was perfect for me. Curvy, yet somehow still youthfully skinny. I couldn’t get enough of her.

[MFM] A night with a couple really, really into taking pictures [Exhibitionism]

Driving up to a cozy two story house where they lived, I saw “Andy” come out to wave me into their driveway. We introduced each other, this time with real names, and he ushered me inside with the warning that his kids were sleeping. His wife, “Renee,” jumped up from a loveseat in the living room to introduce herself. None of this was required because just an hour prior, we were chatting on webcam. Not only did I see Andy’s smiling face, but I saw Renee’s nude body when she requested to see what I had to offer her since she tended to be quite picky about her desired playmates’ size, but didn’t want the exchange to be one-sided.

This was not at all uncommon. When talking online, you want to make sure there’s at least some degree of attraction, and since in many places in America there’s at least a half hour to an hour drive involved to actually meet, no one wants to be disappointed. Anecdotally, there was a tendency for these kind of last minute hookups to quickly veer into naked camming territory, while meets that were planned out longer either took their sweet time to get to dirty cam shows, or just skipped them entirely to keep a little mystery. But not only did Andy and Renee not care for surprises, they were one of the couples with very specific requirement for their partners, and for very good reason as I would soon find out for myself.

[MF] A Late Night Movie (Cheating)

*After a long time lurking in this and other true(ish) story subreddits, I’ve decided to share some stories of my own. I’ve had a good couple of decades of sexual activity and I’ve got quite a few stories to share ranging over that time.*

*About me: I’m 37 years old, white with dark skin. 5’9″ and solidly built from years of spending time in the gym, but not so fanatically that I have no body fat because I still like pie. Suffice it to say I look good in clothes and I’m happy with how I look naked. In the equipment department, I’m nothing more than average all around.*

“I want you to answer the door naked and I want my dick in your mouth as soon as it closes and I’m inside,” I texted Tracy as my wife at the time went to bed with barely a “goodnight” to me. We were on the downslope at this point. We both knew the marriage was over but weren’t yet at the point of admitting it out loud yet. After putting my son to bed, I had planned on going to a movie alone – my escape from having to spend any more time with her than necessary. She was supportive of my plan, since she had about the same amount of desire to spend time with me. It was one of the few things in our marriage that we agreed on.

First time I was hired to take pictures of a couple [FFM]

When I was in college, and still now, I get hired to take pictures of couples and individual women sometimes. It’s mostly boudoir stuff, like looking sexy in bed and the photos are a gift for their significant other. I shoot 100% analogue film, so I do the shoot, then develop the film and give them prints. It never leaves my house and no one else ever sees the prints. Because of all of this I’ve had some interesting clients here in LA over the years and had a lot of fun.

For maybe a year, I did free shoots of couples and friends and all of that, then one day I got a recommendation and this couple from Malibu called me. I’d met them once before at a party and kind of remembered them as a pretty attractive, cool older couple – maybe mid-40s who didn’t have kids and both worked in the ad agency world as executives. Their whole house was covered in awards from the biggest brands.

[MF] Facial surprise

Of all the things that would end our marriage, cheating is the top of the list for both my wife and myself. Being in our late 30s, we are starting to see some of our friends go through divorces, and there always seems to be cheating.

Last night she went to her nail appointment. Two of her friends have standing appointments around the same time so they usually have a bottle of wine and hang-out.

When she got home last night I was on the couch and she started to tell the story of how another woman in their group was secretly fucking a former co-worker whenever her husband was away on business, which was at least one night a week. Just a week earlier we learned of a husband in the group fucking the receptionist at his gym.

My wife thanked me for not cheating with a big kiss, and then pulled down my sweat pants. Usually she will work to get me hard before giving my head, but she just started licking and sucking my cock which grew in her mouth.

Crash for the Night (Part I) [MM]

A little background: I am a bisexual 30 year old man living in NYC. I keep my sexuality to myself so no one in my friends or family knows that I like guys too.

The story starts online…on Facebook. A friend from undergrad reached out to me saying that he had an interview for a job in the city and that he wanted a place to crash. Initially, I really didn’t want to say yes, because I am kind of an introvert and I hadn’t spoken to Sean since college, almost 10 years ago. We had a lot of classes together back then and we often skipped them to get some pizza at a famous joint on campus. He was very muscular back then. I remember how he used to work out constantly. I also remembered the giant tattoo on his right bicep of the initials of his college football team buddies. However, his Facebook pix showed that he had changed. His muscle bulk had turned to fat and being short in stature didn’t him any favors.

Started with a ga[M]e of Truth or Dare with my [M] best friend

I don’t know if this is really a story or a confession what but I thought I would share it with you. We were both 19 years old and college had not even started. We partied one summer night and got a little drunk. I stayed at his place and he had just moved into his apartment so all he had was a bed. No couch or extra matress or anything. Well we were both laying in the bed trying to go to sleep when we got to talking about girls and who we had sex with etc. and then he asked if I ever played Truth or Dare. I said yeah sure. He asked if I wanted to play it. I was horny and turned on and for whatever reason I got even more turned on when he asked me to play. So I said yeah. It started off harmless with some truth questions and little dares but then he dared me to put my hand on his cock on the outside of his boxers. I got so turned on and rock hard the moment he said it and all I said was okay. A little while later we both tried licking each others cock and then I think we got nervous and he went to the bathroom to jerk off and I jerked off right there in bed. And that was it that night. But after that we were always finding ways for me to stay the night and each night we would play truth or dare and eventually that led to me not wanting him to suck me or anything. All I wanted was his cock. He had a fat cock and it turned me on thinking about it. For the rest of that summer I was his fuck toy. I blew him any and everywhere. He fucked me like crazy. It was great. But I had always been attracted to women and eventually we went our separate ways and I got married to a woman. He was my only experience with a guy. But for someone reason now I contstantly crave cock. I need cock all the time. My wife does not know about this. She would not be happy if she found out. All I do is try to find guys to come fuck me when my wife leaves for work. I just need to suck cock. I don’t know why. I don’t want to have sex with my wife I just want some guy to come shove my face in the pillow and give me a fat cock. I feel bad because I love my wife and I want to be with her forever but I also just want some cock. And I can’t get enough of it. Thats it.

The Tattoo Couple [MFM]

I got lucky and met a couple on Reddit some time ago.

They were a slightly older couple (early 30’s) and I (20’s) managed to connect with them here. We chatted some about experiences we have had and talked about how we liked MFM threesomes. I mainly talked with the husband, but his wife joined in occassionally when we talked on Kik. They said that they had never had someone younger and were open to trying. We ultimately agreed to try it and even ended up trading some nudes. The other guy & I swapped dick pics and his wife sent pics of her in only a thong. I was definitely into this, and we agreed to meet up that weekend.

[FM] – The time where my beard led to anal

*After a long time lurking in this and other true(ish) story subreddits, I’ve decided to share some stories of my own. I’ve had a good couple of decades of sexual activity and I’ve got quite a few stories to share ranging over that time.*

*About me: I’m 37 years old, white with dark skin. 5’9″ and solidly built from years of spending time in the gym, but not so fanatically that I have no body fat because I still like pie. Suffice it to say I look good in clothes and I’m happy with how I look naked. In the equipment department, I’m nothing more than average all around.*

“I’ve never kissed with a man with a beard before”.

That was the first message she sent. I was two months post separation from my first wife and had created a profile on PoF for some casual fun. It was a weeknight and I was home relaxing after a long day at work and a long evening of trying to deal with the logistics of getting divorced. I don’t recall my exact response but it was sufficiently witty enough for the conversation to continue. Taking a look at her profile, I discovered that Brittany was a cute, mid-20s blonde, 5’4″ and perfectly curvy with lips that looked soft and juicy and wonderfully kissable; overall, perfect for what I had in mind.