This happened when I was 21. I was at this event with a couple of friends when I saw Mr. S (50 something), my former math teacher from high school. When I was in high school, I didn’t have a crush for any of my teachers, and Mr. S wasn’t exactly hot, he was handsome but an average guy none the less. I remembered that he was married and really really wasn’t interested in anything else than say hi and maybe have some small talk. He smiled at me, but admitted that he didn’t remember me at all. We started to talk and agreed that the event was pretty boring. Actually, he had a good conversation and I was feeling entertained. I learned that he and his wife were separated, not divorced (ok, I took a risk there because he could be lying) and that’s why I accepted his invitation to go somewhere else and have dinner.
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Scotty & His Mom – A Cruise Like No Other – Part 8 [m/s inc]
PREFACE
This story was written at the request of a fellow Redditor who rewards me with pics of his smokin hot mom. I know he’ll enjoy it. I hope you do too! See my profile for previous parts.
Key characters:
Scotty – the son; 25yo; 6 ft; 190 lb; athletic build; blonde hair; hazel eyes; 8-inch cock
Renee – Scotty’s hot curvy, MILF mom; 49yo; 5′ 4”; 160 lb; 36DD-24-38; blonde hair; hazel eyes
Ray – swinger Renee & Scotty meet on cruise. 5′ 10”; 170 lb; dark hair & eyes; 7-inch cock; wealthy.
Stephanie – Ray’s swinger partner and hot THICC MILF; 5′ 3”; 166 lbs; 34DD-24-44; dirty blonde; blue eyes
PART 8
“Vea,” Scotty said, remembering the bartender’s first name. Vea seemed to have had several drinks in her. She was with two other women who continued on, leaving her.
“Fancy meeting you here,” Vea said, bowing her head as Scotty rose.
“You look…fantastic.” Scotty said, genuinely, eyeing the slight, landing strip just above Vea’s slit. The dark-skinned, beautiful woman smiled sexily and nodded. Scotty continued. “This is…,” he hesitated in introducing his mother. “Renee.” He simply said.
Mutual Masturbation to Save a Long Distance Relationship [MFM]
“The girls have been talking.” I told Paul when he came over. It was an out of blue statement. He stared at me. We were in my apartment. My wife and I had painted to walls crimson, we thought they were cool, but they were ultimately a mistake. We sat on the couch.
“Kim thinks you’re lonely.” Paul’s fiancé was studying in France. She’d been away for a six months and would likely be at least a year. Paul nodded.
“Of course I am. I’ll survive.”
“Anne was getting concerned. You’ve been spending a lot of time with Rebecca recently.”
“Hey.” He was indignant. “Nothing is happening with Rebecca, and it’s not really your business.” I raised my hands disarmingly.
“Agreed. Not mine. But Anne and Kim have apparently been talking and Kim asked if Anne could do something about it.”
“Like what? Is this supposed to be an intervention?” He smiled. “I actually think that’s kinda cute. And really sweet. But you guys have literally nothing to be worried about.”
“Again, not me. But Kim is worried that you might be lonely enough to be tempted by some seductress and she talked to Anne about it. They came to an agreement and told me about it.”
[MF] sharing my wife
I love showing off my wife. And she loves the attention too. I’ve showed off her nudes to my buds and a couple of people at work too. She knows I do this and gets off on the attention. I tell her how she makes all my buds hard as fuck and that gets her juices flowing. I think the next step would be to actually share her.
[Cuckold] I Love Thinking About How Other Men Fucked My Wife Better Than I Could
People are always asking what my ex-wife looked like. I’ll tell you this, she was beautiful. Far out of my league. She was always the prettiest girl in the room. She turned heads. I saw the way the partners in the law firm looked at her. She was half-American and half-Indonesian (think Tia Carrere. Think of her Playboy shoot. That’s kind of what my ex-wife looked like. A vague resemblance, mostly in the face.) She had a dark complexion. Sexy, dark eyes. Long, dark hair that I loved. She was 5’ 5” and skinny. I could put my hands around her waist if I squeezed. She had a really nice ass, but I’m not an ass man.
I’m a breast man, and my ex-wife had large breasts. Beautiful D cups that overflowed every bra she wore. Full. Round. Firm. I loved to feel them pressed up against me when we had sex. I loved to watch them bounce when she was on top of me. Her nipples were fantastic! Dark. Pointy. Medium size areola. They were the perfect size for sucking. Rolling my tounge around. Because her breasts were heavy, they hung, which made her areola look long. They were probably two inched long and an inch wide. When her nipples were hard, you could see them through her shirt. (Don’t waste my time asking for pictures, because you’re not going to get them. And it pisses me off.)
I 41[F] experience a second chance at first impressions [MFMF]
We arrived at their house on a Sunday evening ready for snacks, hot tubbing, and no expectations. Interestingly, while this is a sexy story it illuminated for me how much a few months and a different setting can adjust those first impressions.
*Background*
We met this couple several months ago on a Wednesday evening, which happened to be hubby’s birthday. They were very kind, chatty, and interesting. I think this was our third or fourth couples date – EVER. We met for dinner in our small town and I didn’t quite realize how much I was shutting down during our date. There were moments of our conversation where there was a fair amount of animation, which I felt like all ears were on our table! I know A LOT of people in our community and I became uncomfortable and I did not know how to navigate that in the moment.
>*There was just enough that happened at dinner that I left not feeling any chemistry.*
Hubby really liked her and as we progressed in our journey, we both agreed to date separately some and they went out a couple of times. Since they kept in touch, we got an invitation to a summer party. We were excited to go.
Did my husband’s coworker get what he was after? [MF]
So after lurking here for almost three months, I am here with my confession!
I [F31] have been married for over 3 years now. I have had several relationships (across different races) before tying an arranged knot with a guy of similar parentage as mine.
However I sometimes miss the thrill of being chased or the often rough sex that I left behind! 🤫
So around similar time last year, my husband’s workplace threw a Pre-Thanksgiving party where I got to meet his coworkers.
I am naturally an outgoing person and almost hit it off with most of them.
One of those was Jason – a suave new B school hire, who used to head creative consulting in otherwise geeky IT group my husband works in. He was single at that point in time, would’ve been 30, tall, very fit, dirty blond messed up hair with an air of smug sense of humor around him.
[FM] I Had sex with my Dad’s friend on his wife’s bed
My new neighbor had a backyard BBQ, I asked my parents if they were going and they said yes, that most of the neighbors were going to go for a little bit to hang out. I had different plans that night with friends, but they insisted I go even if it was just to introduce myself to the new neighbors. I had planned to show up introduce myself, stay for an hour and have my friend pick me up. We were going to a house party to have fun. I dressed in the most revealing clothes I had which was some really short jean shorts and I wore a normal sized shirt but under it I had on a tight crop top that only covered half of my body I planned to take off my normal shirt after I left the BBQ. My dad was not a fan of what I wore; he actually tried to get me to change saying that I might get cold later on lol I knew what he was trying to say but I just told him that it was okay and I’d come back home and change if I did
[M]y blindfolded wife fulfilled my fantasy.
I’ve been so pent up at home lately I had a huge fantasy of blind folding my wife and laying out all the toys I wanted her to use on me.
Once we settled our new born I snuck my wofe away down the hallway, stopped her before the bedroom and blindfolded her. I was shaking with excitement.
Once I had her sitting on the bed I guided her hands to the lube and toys and assumed my bend over position in front of her.
She giggled at the blind touching to find me and once she was happy I was lubed up started with the teasing.
Gentle at first, probing my ass, she suddenly popped in the first toy buttplug and started stroking me at the same time. I was already moaning at her touch and she had hardly even started.
Not long after driving me crazy I told her to get the next one, a 6 inch dildo.
Watching her lube it up had my dick dripping all over the sheets, when she slapped my ass and started guiding it in I had to tell her to stop playing with my dick or I was gonna blow.
Pleasure Island – A Jennifer Stokes story – ch.5[f/f][20s-30s][plot]
5.
At precisely five that afternoon, Tess knocked on Jennifer’s door.
“Come in.”
Tess poked her head in the office. “You ready?”
“Yep,” Jennifer replied, “just let me grab my purse.”
As they rode the elevator down, Jennifer said, “So, where are we off too?”
“It’s a small tattoo and piercing place downtown, in that newly renovated section,” Tess answered. “I have the name right here.”
She held up a piece of paper that she pulled from her pocket and handed it to Jennifer.
“Ink,” she said. “You had to write that down?”
“No!” said Tess. “The address is there too.”
“Okay,” she said a bit sarcastically.
“Will said the owner does all the tattoos, and his wife does the piercing. Apparently he’s very talented, and has some big celebrities as clients,” Tess explained as they left the building.
They hailed a cab and arrived ten minutes later. Above the door in large letters, was simply the word INK.
“This must be the place,” said Tess.
The business looked new. In fact all the shops in this section of town looked newly renovated. Everything from trendy clothing stores to outdoor cafés lined both sides of the street.