Venice Vacation [mfff][mf][exhibition]

Venice Vacation
I was in the bathroom in a hotel along the Grand Canal in Venice. I was masturbating in front of the sink¸ as I do most mornings. This location, as I soon learned was in direct view of the bathroom of the hotel room that shared the airshaft adjoining our bathroom windows. As I applied a liberal amount of lotion I pumped and stroked my hard on. Using both hands in opposite swirling motion. I tugged my balls and fingered my ass as I griped my shaft with two fingers, sliding from my sac to the wrinkle of my purple head. My skin drawn tight from the grip on my balls, one stroke, two strokes, EEEruption! I squirt my hot semen up onto the bathroom mirror, and heard a gasp and giggle.
I looked to the noise and saw three smiling faces crowed in their window. I instantly thought I wasn’t the first person to be spied upon here. I returned the smile and looked directly at them for a moment, grabbed a towel to wrap around me and walked to their door.
There I met Keiko, Mizu, and Li, all three sharing the expense of the hotel room while they are on holiday from Japan. All three in the stages and attire of the bed to bath transition. Li was topless and in low cut panties, she had lovely b cups with tiny golden nipples, Mizu was in a well-worn men’s button down shirt, with obviously nothing else as I could see a tuft of pubic hair through the front. Keiko had ample breasts, and ass, shown off wonderfully by here tight tank and short shorts.
After introductions, they offered to return the viewing pleasure, much to my enjoyment, Keiko removed all of her clothes, and Li opened Mizu’s shirt, teasing her nipples in doing so. I dropped my towel and fell on the double bed between Li and Mizu. Keiko began running her hands up and down my thighs, coming very close to my balls, and penis. I kissed Li and Mizu’s nipples together in between my lips, as they kissed each other. Mizu laid back, exposing her clit beneath wonderful black flame of hair to both Li and myself.
We licked up Mizu’s thigh and our tongues met atop of her clit. We both ran our tongues together pressing her clit and labia between us. Li probed a finger in and upward, and Mizu was instantly convulsing in orgasm. She furiously ground her clit into my mouth as Li wiggled her finger in exactly the right spot. Creamy bubbles dripped from Li’s finger as she with drew it, and I licked her finger clean.
All this while Keiko had engulfed my cock and brought it back to full pre-cum dripping attention. She expertly throttled my shaft, keeping me close to orgasm forever but not letting it out. Her action was drawing all of my attention, which opened Mizu up for Li to feast upon.
My face ended up below Li’s delicate nipples, as she tongued Mizu, where I greedily sucked on them sending shivers through her lithe body. Keiko sucked both of my balls into her hot little mouth and jack hammered my shaft with both hands. I turned my face and was looking at the full moon of Mizu’s pert ass, where I licked and nibbled each tender cheek. Li had rotated herself to 69 with Mizu and Keiko did the same to me.
Keiko’s delicious pussy was dripping wet and grinding into my mouth. Like lighting Keiko started cumming, she then shot her finger to her clit, spun around and mounted my rigid pole. She clutched her breasts and nipples and ground down on my cock, working it deep inside her tight vagina, prolonging her thunderous orgasm.
Her activity brought the attention of the other two. They flanked her, caressing her body, pinching her nipples, and squeezing her ass and thighs, drawing out more orgasmic energy from Keiko. Her wild gyrations and convulsions felt incredible. I pulled my cock from her tight vaginal grip, and shot a ribbon of semen out across her belly. Which Li and Mizu rubbed in to Keiko’s soft skin.
A couple of minutes later Li and Mizu were in the bath, and Keiko and I lay together, stuck together from our juices. She kept looking up at me and then away, she kissed me and repeatedly said, “Domo”, then she wrapped her body entirely around me and squeezed. We lay like this for what seemed to be all day. After delicious Italian dinner and bottle of wine, Keiko stayed their last night with me…
 
After a glorious day of wandering through the calles of San Marco and Academia, and a delicious dinner along a quaint canal we returned to the hotel.  As I asked the concierge for the room key, he and I were both distracted as you sat on the steps and removed your new Italian sandals, exposing your sweet thighs and fanning yourself in the humid summer air.  With a less than discrete cough I regained the concierge’s attention and retrieved the key, as you ran off up the stairs.
 
As I chased you up the stairs I was met with your sandals in the hallway, naturally I picked them up, and continued my pursuit.  Around the corner, your wrap, it held the scent of your tantalizing perfume.  At this point I calculated that you had only three more garments, and at this rate you would be naked just before getting to the room on the third floor.  As I expected/hoped at the foot of the next staircase was your dress.  I don’t imagine anyone would be surprised to see a woman running through the halls in her lingerie, they’d enjoy it, but not be surprised, this is Italy after all.   At the foot of the next flight of steps was your lacy thong, I expected it would have been your bra, but I enjoyed the fragrance imparted upon the cotton liner nonetheless.  Alas there was your matching demi-cup brassiere at the top of the stair. 
 
Down the hall you stood before our door, naked, holding yourself, giving me teasing little flashes of your erect nipples and pubis.  I took my time sauntering down the hall enjoying your tease.  Then it finally dawned on me I need to get naked too!  I untucked and unbuttoned my shirt, undid my belt and kicked my loafers down the hall, landing near your feet.  Holding all of your garments in one hand I stopped unzipped my trousers and let them fall to the floor, taking my boxers with them.  I stepped out of them, picked them up and continued towards your tempting body, my erection targeted right at you.
 
I pin you at the door your back pressed up against the cool wood, my hot body pressed up against you, my turgid shaft protruding into your abdomen.  I dropped everything and held your face as I deeply kiss you, our lips melting together.  Our hands race all over each other’s bodies, pulling each other closer, squeezing, caressing. 
 
We hear a some one in the room across the hall and I swiftly bend down to pick up our room key, but I am deviously distracted by your fingers and the way they are spreading your lips to expose your hot swollen clit.  I had to taste.  I brought my tongue to your thigh, and traced it to the crease and down to your fingertip.  I licked the flavor off your fingers then went for the source.  My tongue darting between your moist lips, and then plunging into your juicy vagina. 
 
Just as I was getting into it we hear the handle and latch on the door across the hall click, I began to pull away, but you held my head in place.  The door opens and then I hear an enthusiastic, “Yavol!” followed by a scolding, “Nine, Nine, Nine!”   I couldn’t look because of your grip, but I knew it was the older German couple I saw in the lobby earlier today.  I heard the wife hitting her husband pushing him down the hall still muttering, “Nine, Nine, Nine”
 
As they turned the corner you burst out laughing and loosened your grip on my head.  I snatched up the key and swiftly ushered you in the opening door by your ass, as you began to lead me by my stiff member. I tackle you on the ancient iron bed, and our impact making a great squeaky noise that echoed off the building opposite our open balcony doors.
 
As I cleared the bed of shopping bags from the day, I came across a thin bag that had four Italian silk ties, I thought to my self, “Perfect”.  I kept the bag near by and returned to my favorite spot, right between your thighs. While you laid back and enjoyed my tongue swirling across your clit, I prepared the ties to restrain you with slipknots.
 
 I kiss my way around your wet lips and then along your thigh.  You go along, raising your leg to making your tender flesh more accessible.  I continue kissing and nibbling down to the nape of your knee, where I tongue you firmly.   I nibble your calf, down your Achilles tendon, kissing the top of your foot, and tickling your toes with my tongue. You conveniently raise your other foot so that it may receive the same attention.
 
I take this as the opportunity to capture your ankles.  I softly slip the ties around your ankles, tighten them quickly and then fasten the free ends to the bed corners, before you realize what I have done. I climb on top of you and lasso your wrists despite your physical protest. I get your right arm secured to the bed frame, and you break your left arm free and give a mighty buck with your hips throwing me to the floor. 
 
After we regain our breath from laughing, I go silent and gaze hypnotically into your beautiful eyes. You offer your silk tie clad wrist to me, and I secure it so that you are now spread to the four corners of the bed.  I kiss you softly on the forehead, the tip of your nose, your wonderful lips.  Kissing you deeply and caressing your sweet breasts, I slowly work my mouth down your neck, tonguing firmly like on the nape of your knee.  Sliding my hands all over your naked body. Cupping your breasts, rolling your nipples in my fingertips. Squeezing your ass. I suck and tease your nipples, getting them wet and blowing lightly upon them, making them very cool.
 
I kiss your navel and soft abdomen seeking your heat with my face.  I return to your lovely vagina.  I hover above your parted, glistening, lips, look at your face of anticipation.  Then I swiftly descend upon your clitoris the way a vampire would a pulsing vein.  My tongue whirling in a vibrant flutter across your sensitive clit, producing erotic moans and coos out of your mouth.  I suck your clit up into my mouth and work my tongue tip delicately against your swollen nub.  Your moans and coos turn to squeaks and squeals as your body begins to shudder in orgasm. 
 
You flail helplessly against your restraints, as your body writhes with orgasmic rapture.  I grip your ass cheeks firmly to hold you still so that I can keep my tongue working on your clit.  I delve my tongue in side your vagina to keep your clit well lubed as I press my tongue firmly against your button, like I had to your neck.  My efforts prolong your orgasm for so minutes, I can’t tell if it is a series of many or one enduring climax.  Your body floundering like a fish with waves of orgasmic energy.
 
Not until after you screamed, “Stop!” its sound echoing outside, did I relent from loving your vagina with my mouth.  Your body collapsed on the bed, as you lay there gasping for breaths between aftershocks.  I release you from your leg restraints and you curl your legs up.  I release your arms and you lovingly wrap them around me squeezing very tight, pulling our bodies into one.  Showering me with kisses and rolling me onto my back you deceptively capture my right wrist.  I mock resistance to you restraining my left wrist and ankles.  Now our positions are reversed.
 
I lay naked with my erection leaning like the Tower of Pisa, my arms and legs stretched out to the corners of the bed.  You kiss your way down to my nipples, nibbling on them and running your fingertips all over my body.  Dragging your stiff nipples along my body, down to my dripping tip.  Your warm tongue replaces your nipples, tracing down my shaft, licking around my base and under my balls.  I moan in pleasure as you suck my sac into your mouth. 
 
You sloppily lick back up my shaft and engulf my helmet, your hand encircling my cock applying pressure and sliding it around, lubricated by your saliva and my pre-cum.   You continue to stroke and suck, moving your whole body in unison.  As I start to raise my hips to meet your receding lips you pull away your face, and firmly grip my cock around the base and give me a scolding look. 
 
A knock at the door, it is your girlfriends you are traveling with, you tiptoe to the door and crack it open.  I can only make out that they need you to go to the front desk.  You grab a robe and actually leave me there, with the door un-latched!  I am stuck splayed out on this ancient iron bed beneath an intricate Venetian chandelier, I had time to notice a lot about the room.  I hear footsteps in the hall, but it is the German couple again, unmistakably.  Then I heard the familiar, “Nine, Nine, Nine”, that means you must be coming down the hall.
 
You slip thought the door and drop your robe.  You step over to the bedside and are briefly disappointed at my now only chubby penis, but quickly go into action to revive my erection.  You drag your nails along my balls and penis; the tingling sensation is stimulating the blood flow.  I stiffen more and more with each pulse of my heartbeat.  You flick your tongue across my head and up and down my rod.
 
Now that you have resurrected my tool, you straddle my hips, and grind down on my cock.  You slide up and down dragging your clit along my length, almost letting my head enter your velvety wet lips.  Then you catch my head between your lips raising it perpendicular to me hovering above it, with a swift motion you impale yourself upon my turgid shaft.  The feeling is hot, wet, incredible.  My body melts into yours, we feel as one while you grind down on me, inching more of my stiff rod into your hot tight pussy. 
 
You lean forward and dangle your nipples against my chest, dragging them round in circles.  Your hips gyrating back and forth, sliding your juicy vagina up and down my thick cock.  You rise up and arch your back so that your headed to the foot of the bed, as your hips roll back you pull my turgid penis up hard against your G spot.  Immediately your convulse in rapturous orgasm, arching further back and slamming your hips into me as you groan in pleasure.
 
You curl up back to be face to face with me and you kiss my chest, neck face, then you abruptly stop, look me in the eye and proceed to clench your vaginal muscles around my tingling hard on.  You smoothly, with long slow motion, slide down my pole, while clenching very hard.  When I am in to the hilt you release your pressure, tighten again and pull up off me in the same slow long stroke.  Four cycles of your skillful muscle control has me bucking and screaming as I erupt hot cum deep inside of you.  My explosion deep inside with your concentration on muscle control brings on another earthshaking orgasm rippling throughout your body.  You collapse on top of me, we both exhausted after such a wonderful session.
 
After a while you come to your senses, which seemed like a blissful eternity, and remember my helpless situation.  You carefully slip off my softening penis, holding all my cum in.  You straddle my face and tell me that, “You cannot touch my clit.”
You then grind your sloppy pussy against my mouth, my cum mixed with your nectar drooling and bubbling out onto my probing tongue.  We taste wonderful together.  I lap at your lips and opening, regaining my erection from how sexy your creampie is.  You rotate around and sixty-nine with me sucking and stroking my tender hard on as you squeeze out all of our love juice into my mouth.  You raise your hips and climb down to face me as you suck my cock.  Your sweet eyes tear up as you try to deep throat my cock, but your efforts are quickly rewarded as my balls tighten up and pump spurts of my slick cum into your mouth.  I groan and sigh with pleasure as I let my body totally go limp.
 
You undo my ankles and my wrists, and then lay down next to me.  We kiss deeply sharing each other’s flavors; wrapped in one another’s arms we drift off to sleep in the warmth of our passion and this Venetian summer night.

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My Surprise DP [MFM][oral]

My husband, Lee, surprised me with a three day mini vacation at a bed and breakfast near Lake Tahoe. In this winter wonderland of forests and snow, we were enjoying our holiday where I indulged my husband’s kinks. Night had fallen and in our dimly lit rustic bedroom, I waited for Lee to return. Dressed in his heavy cable knit sweater and a pair of socks, I was on all fours on the bed with my naked ass up in the air. He had left me this way, positioned with my back to the door where once you enter, you were greeted by my downy slit and popped open ass.

“Don’t move,” Lee said, before placing my earbuds firmly in my ear and turning on my Bryan Ferry playlist before he’d left the room ten minutes ago.

Bryan Ferry had been crooning in my ears for several songs now as I waited patiently for Lee to return. Suddenly, I felt a disruption of air whooshed over my naked backside as the door opened and closed. I felt hands on my bare ass. My eyes remained on the headboard as directed. Lee pulled the earbuds from my ears.

She’s my best friends girl [m] [f]

Ok first off I want to start this by saying me and my wife are swingers but she is only comfortable swinging with our good friends and it has been great and it’s not all the time it’s a special thing that happens maybe once every 9-12 months

Now having said that I enjoy having sex with one of the girls a lot and we both know it’s just sex but the sex is great so we had always texted each other as friends but the texting got more and more flirty and more and more sexually charged until we both kinda admitted what we both wanted now these are friends we hang out with a lot close to every weekend or every other so it went from texts to copping feels when we got a chance

We Went All Out For Our First Swinging Vacation (PART 6)

[PART 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/5bh721/we_went_all_out_for_our_first_swinging_vacation/)

PART 6

Only about 15 minutes into the big game and here was a challenge that I didn’t expect to have to face. The viewers of our party had requested that Nicole give Gary and i handjobs, which was a recreation of a drunken night about 7 years ago. Only, instead of just Bob watching (We didn’t let him join in at the time because he had a girlfriend who wasn’t there) … now all of the internet and my friends would be watching … including my wife.

The tip jar had reached close to $1000 with the latest request coming in that Nicole finish both of us. We said we’d do our best but couldn’t make any guarantees. Hell, I myself had already came 3 times earlier that day so i had no idea how my little guy would react to such pressure.

Gary and I sat on an open couch as far away from each other as possible. Not really because we were homophobic or anything, but to give Nicole plenty of room to work. Gary and I looked at each other as Nicole and Bob approached with him holding his phone. There was a camera pointed in the general direction of the couch but Bob was there to provide a more intimate feel.

Moving Him to the Farm [Str8] [Bi] [MF] [MM]

*This is the first draft of a story I’ve been working on. I literally finished it five minutes ago. It’s very long and rough at the moment. I’m going to continue refining it. I just wanted to get it out there first to get a feel for feedback. Warning: covers some really taboo areas that might be too much for some people.*

Losing his job had been the final straw. It wasn’t his fault. He was good at his job and earned a respectable income. But business had slowed and the company was downsizing. He felt sure he’d find work reasonably quickly. He was well-qualified, experienced and personable. But the things weren’t what they used to be. People were living longer, thanks to modern medical advances, aging slower. That meant more people of a working age, but less available jobs due to the progressing automation of everything. And so, after nearly six months, he still found himself out of work and the family savings starting to run dry.

[MF] Anthology! Three short stories about times I got caught in the act

Howdy again! Something happened this morning that I knew I just had to come and share here, but it didn’t seem like enough on its own for a really substantial post. So I decided to bundle it up with a couple other similar instances.

It turns out I’ve been walked in on or otherwise seen by third parties during my uh…couplings…a lot over the years. It’s happened frequently enough that I’m pretty sure I’m subconsciously setting myself up or something, hahah. I’ve begun to realize that I probably have a bit of a voyeuristic/exhibitionist streak; I enjoy watching other people get freaky (*love* that r/gonewildcouples sub), and to an extent I enjoy being watched from time to time. (Before you ask – the wife does *not* share this enthusiasm, so I don’t think we’ll be posting anything of our own anytime soon) Anyway, here you go!

**PART I: BUSTED**

Ema was my first real girlfriend – and as such, she was my first several other things, too. She was more or less my usual type; short, big boobs and ass, a little on the thick side, but played a lot of soccer in high school so in a good way. Dark, curly hair down to her shoulders, big brown eyes and a sweet face. We lost our virginity to each other in the back seat of her car, parked in front of our old high school on New Year’s Eve (another fun story).

[MFM] Wife’s first double penetration

This is a story about my wife’s first double penetration that happened about a year ago.

My wife walked in the door holding two bottles of wine. She had spent half the day at the gym and wanted some wine to relieve her soreness. She placed the bottles on the bar and stretched her short frame up to reach a wine glass in the cabinet. I opened one bottle and admired her tight little body as it stretched before me. Her small breasts were pressed into her sports bra and her perky ass was outlined by her tight yoga pants. She was just over 40 but her body was hotter than most 20-somethings. She caught me looking at her and she pushed her tits together and wiggled. “Do you like?” she asked with a smile. I bent down and and easily picked her up to give her a kiss hello. I poured her the wine and grabbed myself a glass and we headed out to the deck to catch some sun.

[MF] Hot sex with a guy my bestfriend set me up with.

So a little backstory, I met Hallam 2 years back when I was still in College, we attended the same Uni. He was a year ahead of me but we had one class together. He’s an easy-going kind of guy, funny and pretty charming, we quickly hit it off and became best friends.

We were the type of friends that’re really close, intimate even, we had sleepovers, we cuddle and watch movies. He hits on me regularly and I flirted with him just as often, we fooled around with each other sometimes, tipsy makeout session and that sort. We were like friends with very little benefits. Also we are each other’s wingman/woman. I met some pretty hot guys through him and lots of times he thanked me for getting him laid.

So anyway about a week ago, friday night, his friend is having a party and he invited me, saying “there’s this guy I want you to meet, thank me later” I’m planning to go out anyway and I know for a fact that I’m in for a treat, since he know me very well and knows my type. I said, “Sure, pick me up?”, with the grin emoji. I know he hates picking me up cos my place is a solid 20-minute drive from his and I sometimes tease him about his “uber-like” car. He agreed anyway after teasing me about charging me for it.

Monica – 18. Tight leather mini and boots.

Monica – Beginnings

‘I’ve just turned eighteen. College next term.’ Monica said, sipping the wine he’d handed her.
‘Oh,’ laughed her neighbour, ‘That was lucky then,’ pointing at her glass.
She laughed too – sounding, she hoped, a little nervous.

‘So, happy birthday to you,’ he continued. ‘Sorry I didn’t get you anything. If that lazy son of mine had told me…’
‘I probably hadn’t mentioned it. We chat over the fence, that’s all.’ She turned and walked to the large window, the bright sun creating a sparkling light around her. She paused, pretending to study the back garden through the glass, knowing he would be looking her up and down.

Her glossy black hair fell to the small of her back; her black-leather mini skirt tight over the high curve of her teenage backside. She was certain his eyes would eventually fall to the stiletto heels of her boots.
‘Nice garden – neater than ours,’ she said.
‘Yeah, wife does the layout. I’m just the hired gun.’
Monica turned and faced him, pulling her shoulders back, letting her hard nipples thumb at him through the silk blouse as she spoke.
‘Oh, I’m sure you’re more than that,’ she said licking her lips, ‘I’ve seen you with your shirt off.’
He spluttered over his glass then wiped his chin. ‘Sorry,’ he muttered.