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[FM] I [F20] Traded My Boobs And A Blowjob To My Married Neighbor [M30s] For Some Beer

*Disclaimer 1* I am no longer 20 years old. This happened more than a decade ago now.

*Disclaimer 2* This story involves a man cheating on his wife with me, so it may not be your flavor of story.

During summer break while I was still in college, I was home for the summer. I wanted to keep my tan up so I went out into the backyard a lot in my bikini to sunbathe. On more than one occasion, I caught my neighbor, Mr. Johnson (whose name I later leaned is Drew *name is changed*) peaking over our fence and checking me out in my bathing suit. Both of our yards were fenced, but his was on a hill so he could see down into our yard easily, while it was next to impossible to see into his yard from anywhere but the second story of one bedroom of my parents house. Drew was about 10 years older than me, attractive, in his early thirties, married, with three young kids. I actually couldn’t believe he had so many kids at such a young age.

One Saturday, Drew called from over the fence. Read more »

An exhaustingly long story about sexual tension in the workplace.

I’m 33 years old and work for a start up company. It’s a typical start up work culture: creative problem solving, bar in the break room, CEO wears sneakers… you get the picture.

Everyone that works in the office is either (a.) young (b.) beautiful or (c.) young and beautiful. On top of that, there is so much flirting that goes on in the office that I’m half expecting this years Christmas party to be hosted at sex club for an orgy. Ok ok, I’m over exaggerating about the Christmas party part but there is definitely a great deal of flirting that happens on a daily basis. It’s palpable in the air.

I, for the most part, don’t take part in any of my job’s extra curricular activities because I’m married BUT… there is one girl I work with I have an immense connection with. For the sake of the story we will call her Sara. Sara is 25, fresh out of grad school, smart and extremely witty. She’s Latina, on the lower half of 5 foot, she has wavy, black hair that touches her shoulders, she’s chubby but carries most of it on her hips and breasts. She’s fucking adorable. She’s fucking sexy. She drives me nuts. The good nuts not the bad nuts. Read more »

Halloween romp with [m]y [f]avorite gal

I gravitate to my more random hook-ups for retellings of gonewildstories, but it occurred to me I have a really great one featuring my now wife, girlfriend at the time.

It was Halloween 2003, we had been dating less than a year and this was our first Halloween together. We went to a house party in downtown Chicago dressed as a Bavarian couple. I had lederhosen with matching hat and a beer stein actually from Munich. My girlfriend wore the corresponding Bavarian barmaid dress and frock. She also had a stein to use as a prop. I have never looked particularly German with my dark hair and darker complexion, but my girlfriend is part German, Swiss, and Norwegian – as well as other Anglo-Saxon heritage with fair skin and blond hair, so she really looked the part of the comely, Bavarian barmaid. (Think the models on the Hofbrau bottles/packaging and you wouldn’t be far off. Basically, she was a total fox. Read more »

Unfinished erotic story

She walked inside the restaurant, her coat folded gently over her arms. The sounds of her own breath drawing in overshadowed the loud beats of her heart. It was all she could hear, all she could feel. Nothing could distract her from the noise. She entered a tunnel, far away from her she could hear the faint sounds in the distance of dishes banging against one another, and voices were muffled. Maybe she was making it up because she was tuning it out. She nervously twisted her long hair at her shoulders like she always did when she needed something to do with her hands. As she fidgeted with the ends she realized she was absentmindedly drifting off somewhere else. Oh god. What was she doing here? Why had she picked up the phone and said yes? It had been so long. It would be like two strangers meeting each other for the first time. What if that fire and desire wasn’t there anymore? What was she going to say?
She plucked her phone from her purse and opened her text.
I’m here.
Head to the back and turn right. I’m on the end.
Can’t wait to see you.
She felt her legs weigh her down as she moved through the rows of tables. The smells intertwined with the sounds of first dates and breakups and happy reunions and friendships. She allowed herself to escape for a moment while her body was on autopilot. She couldn’t contain the trepidation she felt, but it wasn’t out of fear of things going bad, it was fear of it going well. That damn spell he cast on her back then still had its claws in her. It was buried deep within her, waiting to be unleashed again. It had a hold on her that no one else had since. Every touch since then was carefully guarded, measured against their predecessor. A feat that couldn’t be matched with intensity to this day. Their torrid affair had only lasted a little while and yet it was by which all others were evaluated.
She rounded the corner and scanned ahead, looking for what, she didn’t know. She closed her eyes and a flash of memory overwhelmed her senses. She was back home, in her bed. The duvet was entangled between her legs, stripes of colorful blue and skin as it wound its way around her naked body. Clearly she had been hot and sweaty the night before, but cold too. She felt the sheet stick to her soft body, hugging every curve like a suit. She rolled and caught a glimpse of piercing blue eyes fixated on hers. She should have been startled, but she wasn’t. It was…calming. He gingerly brushed a rogue curl away from her face and leaned closer and put his mouth on hers. She could still taste the night before on his tongue. She relaxed and eased her body into his. She could feel his body pulse in response to her accepting his kiss. He drew in a breath without releasing her from his grasp. If only it were that simple.
Her awareness of her surroundings jolted her back into her body and she was back in in her reality. She didn’t know how long she had been standing there in front of him. But there he was. That same smile, the same eyes that run a spear through your soul. He had aged like a fine wine, the kind you want to savor on your lips as it passes through. The kind you enjoy when nothing else can quench your thirst. The kind you only bring out at fancy parties when you really want to have a good time you won’t ever forget. He still oozed that mysterious sex appeal she remembered the first time they met. That charming debonaire style that sucked you in until you screamed for more. Goddamnit, what was it? There were no words for this. You think you know everything until time stands still. Read more »

How a girl who started with her first girl experience turned into group sex [Group]

So I recently found this subreddit, and have been indulging in everyones stories. Wow, is all I have to say. Really glad looking back that I have some stories that I can finally divulge without worrying as to who reads these.

Buckle up folks, this is a long one. For those that don’t want to read this, tldr at the bottom. For those just looking for the sexy time look for the ***********.

My first and only time I have ever been part of a group was a total surprise to me. This was about 15 years ago.

A little discription of everyone involved. At the time I was 25 year old. I am a straight man. I am a bigger guy standing at a solid 6′ tall and weighing in at a good 215 lbs. I am not in great shape, but working for several years in the construction trade doing hard manual labor, I don’t have a gut, but it’s not a 6 pack either. I have brown hair with a mustache and goatee, and a solid farmers tan from the days in the sun. Read more »

Church Sunday

Our church confession [M24] [F23].

I’m [M24] going to be honest, my longtime girlfriend Jess [F23] and I got into a little disagreement last night about her bring too vanilla in bed. We are both hard headed and sometimes believe too strongly in our convictions, so it’s fair to say that I deserved sleeping on the couch last night. With that being said…

I woke up this morning and immediately smelled my favorite pancakes coming from the kitchen. I quietly walk over to the kitchen and saw her making coffee in the white dress I bought her last week. I sneaked up behind her and give her a hug from behind, then whisper in her ear, “good morning love”. While still hugging her from behind, she responds, “Good morning honey”, then presses her round ass against me.
Then I whispered in her ear, “do you know why I bought you this dress”
Jess: “No why.”
Me: “Because it’s easy access.”
Jess: “Then we are on the same page, because I’m going commando.”
Me: “Fuck! Really?”
Right when I started grabbing the hem of her dress to check, she swated my hand.
Me: “What’s that for?”
Jess: “Remember last night?”
Me: “What about last night? Do you mean the argument?”
Jess: “Yes, remember you said that I’m too vanilla.”
Me: “Ahhh yeah.”
Jess: “Well I thought it over, and decided I could be a little more adventurous.”
Me: “Hell yeah, where do you want to start?”
Jess: “Well I wanted to try this new toy called Lush, I got it a month ago but never decided to open it until today.”
Me: “Okay, what kind of toy.”
Jess: “It’s a remote controlled vibrator, and I was thinking that I could wear it to church today.” Read more »

Solving Problems I was Walking In To Pt 4 (FF)

Pt 4

I have to say I am getting more than a little nervous. Two days ago I fucked my wife, Amy, in front of a camera, with Lily and Sally as cameramen, or women, whatever, Sally having the backup role of fluffer. Today, I am filming, with Lily’s husband as a second cameraman, Amy and Lily fucking, a full on lesbian action scene. What the fuck am I doing?

Two nights ago, the evening after we did our scene, Amy confessed she was, for the first time ever, letting her inner slut go. I’ll say, she’s wearing me out, or rather, I better go and get some Viagra if this keeps up. Remembering the events of the day, she was again seriously wet and I better get in to make her cum. Fortunately, my tongue worked better than my dick then and a quick, thorough, tongue lashing was what she needed to get some sleep. During the night, I woke with her sucking on my dick, a pleasant experience at the worst of times, but right then, fucking brilliant. Better than ever, in fact. She learned a new technique the day before and was using it on me. Unbelievable, as I came deeply into her throat. In the morning, she told me that was for her, so sexy, so pleasing she could do that to me and looked forward to many more years of doing it. Read more »

Business travel M4F (part I)

“Mmmmm. Mmmm,” my wife hums quietly. “God yes.” My hands grab her breasts as her ass pushes out against my stomach, my cock filling her up.

“You feel so good baby,” I moan. “Shhh,” she says leaning back to look at me. “It’s okay, baby. He’s on the other room, he can’t hear us.”

I thrust deeper into my wife. I feel her pussy opening to me. It’s warm moisture begging me deeper. I grab her ass with my hands and spread her cheeks. My cock pushing deeper and deeper.

Then.

I hear it softly at first. As if it’s only a dream. Then louder and louder. “Waaaaaaaaa.”

“I told you, baby,” my wife grins at me as she starts to pull herself off of my stiff cock.

“Hold on baby,” I say and grab her hips. Pulling her back on to me. “Let him cry a little bit.” I pulse harder into her. Faster. Willing myself to cum. “Ohhhh,” I moan as I pull her into me and cum deep inside her pussy. Read more »

How I let a Stranger Cum on my Tits in a Park Last Night [F24]

So I’ll start with giving you a bit of my back story…

For as long as I can remember I have been a huge cock tease. From the time before I even had a phone I was sending nude photos to men online from my Ipod Touch. Over the years I have been used, abused, taken against my will and loved every minute of it. I have recently developed an exhibitionist kink and a bit of a rapekink. Recently I decided to act on it… But that’s part of a whole nother story.

Here is a little about me, my name is Vanessa, I am 24 years old, love to tease men. I am 5″6 and about 180 pounds with perky boobs and an … okay ass. Most men tell me they love it. I will let you decide when I post a picture of it later. ;)

A couple weeks ago I downloaded this anonymous app where people share their secrets with each other and I came out that I had a fetish for being groped and used in public by strangers. Just posting this online made my pussy drip. Instantly, I had so many messages in my inbox it was overwhelming and so hot. So many men in my area were ready to meet up with me and use me. Read more »