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Saturday July 25, 2015 This is the true story of my first MFF and I credit it with helping to expand my sexuality and simply make me feel better and more comfortable as a man. My girlfriend and I had been talking at great length for some time about bringing another girl into the bed. We had exhaustive conversations about how it would go and how to handle it. I don’t think it was a bad thing, just something that was always going to be relegated to conversation, rather than actually happening. ...
Teenage Barn Secrets (Mff voy zoo oral inter anal les)By billy69boyThis is a story about something I witnessed with my own eyes. It changed me forever, for better or for worse, I'm still not quite sure which. Maybe you can help me decide. Things seemed simple enough: all I was supposed to do was borrow a posthole digger from our neighbor Mr. Parker. But what started out as a simple errand turned into something else entirely. First, a little background:Chapter OneMy name is Olivia...
Party Show (MFF)I met these two girls at a mutual friends party, Sara and Stephi, they were pretty tipsy and quite flirtatious. Sara was a beautiful blonde girl with a rubenesque figure, and she presented some wonderful cleavage under her white button-down dress, Stephi had a cute tank top and tight jeans that clung to her curvy hips. We somehow found our way up to a bedroom and fell in an intoxicated mass on the bed, with Sara on my left and Stephi on my right. A blue lava lamp, creating...
My girlfriend and I had been talking at great length for some time about bringing another girl into the bed. We had exhaustive conversations about how it would go and how to handle it. I don't think it was a bad thing, just something that was always going to be relegated to conversation, rather than actually happening.It was a warm muggy summer evening in Downtown Detroit and Ashley and I had just booked our room at a central hotel. The idea was that we were going to bounce around from...
Bathing with Lisa (mff)You’re sitting in the bath, soaking in the heat, relaxing after working the weekend shift and feeling beat. Now it’s your moment. Hubby will be home soon but this time’s for you. Hmmmmmmm…You hear the front door open. “Honey, is that you?” “Yeah, sugar. I brought you somethin’ special.”He enters the bathroom. Through the steam you see he has flowers! Better yet, he’s naked and his cock is wagging before him proudly. Yummy.He sets the flowers on the counter, says “That’s...
It’s been a week since that encounter with my husband’s lover Ahmed in the city of Abu Dhabi in UAE , but two days earlier than that , Ahmed gave me a call that he’ll be seeing me the next week due to his business commitments in the other UAE states , I’m really craving into some action as my husband Sam and I never treated each other as husband and wife anymore whenever he is the house, we slept on different rooms ( he took the master bedroom , although he offered it to me but I...
Caught looking"Why don't you take a picture - it'll last longer." I said to John. I had just caught him red handed, or red-faced in this case, staring at my wife, Catie's cleavage.John and Catie had been standing and charring in the narrow space between the fridge and entrance to our kitchen. I had approached from behind Catie and slid my arm around her waist - as she turned her head towards me and away from John I clearly caught him look right down at Catie's tits. I guessed that he had been...
I had many fantasies in my eyes which I had never shared with anyone but when I got married then I started fantasising about my hot Indian wife only whom I used to love better as she was the only girl who showed me her naked body and allowed me to fuck her. This was the dedication of her for me that she too had never entertained any male near her as she remained much attached to the culture.I really had the best feeling for her and even imagining her with another person looked very bad thing to...
“Fun Center? Looks more like the fart center,” Lindsay didn’t look impressed by the two small buildings pressed close together at the edge of the property that Eddie introduced as the Fun Center. The twin buildings did seem very plain almost like warehouses next to each other compared to the much more ostentatious parts of Sunny Manor. There was a fenced in garden on one side and what appeared to be a third smaller unmarked building down an alleyway. “We built this as a phase two for Sunny...
THIS HAPPENED IN 2010 On our week away in Stratford, Donna was feeling quite fruity and fancied the coach driver, she told me she was going to sit in the bar and see if she can shag him. If you read our stories you’ll have read what happened to her. As I left her in the bar with a drink I noticed the coach driver getting a drink, I winked at her and made my way to a smoking area outside. In the smoking area was a mature lady she was wearing a blue blouse and skirt, we got chatting about the...
If you travel enough you start to see the same faces. Business travelers seem to take the same flights. They go to the same cities. They stay at the same hotels. Everyone picks an airline or hotel chain based on a loyalty program. So if you spend a month in the downtown Hilton in Minneapolis, it's not uncommon to run into someone you met in the bar a year later in the same hotel brand in another major city.It's not like you become friends. You might strike up a conversation in a bar. But...
ThreesomesLara hardly notices when he takes the stool beside her at the hotel bar. But when she hears him speak, gives the barman his order, his voice compels her to turn and stare.He is older than she had anticipated; older than his voice would have her believe. And he is certainly much older looking than the picture of Kurt Avar she has carried in her mind since a young girl. But viewing him in profile still leaves her room for doubt, eyes unconvinced. She needs to see him face to face. And then, as if...
ThreesomesIt's Bev's leaving do. The girls from the department want to give their ward manager a send-off she will never forget. So it's a meal in The Raven, the posh gastropub out Brocklehill way, maybe a club later.Sara is despondent because Bev has hardly glanced her way all evening. She has grown fond of her boss over the last two months, hoped they might be more than just colleagues. But now she wonders if she has been fooling herself, the connection she had thought they had an illusion, just...
ThreesomesOur first adventure took us to Ibiza and honestly, what would be a better place to fulfill our fantasies than not far away from home. Adventures actually started already back at home, where me and my wife Birgit tried out Tinder. Who hasn’t heard about Tinder before? It is a dating app where you can decide based on the other user’s photos and description whether you would like to meet with or not. It isn’t a polite comparison, but it feels like being a kid in a candy store We added a few...
First TimeThe Cabin by Spectre Gina sighed as she stepped onto the porch of the lake house. The morning air was a bit chill, but fall was still weeks away and the trees were green and leafy, partially obscuring the view of the neighbors. It felt good to be playing hooky from work. Well, sort of. She had taken the day off on a whim, feeling a need to get away and be alone for awhile. Her husband said he’d join her later in the afternoon once he left work. In the meantime, Gina had a romance novel and...
Two weeks after Valerie and I had had sex. I was listening to some records after getting home from school when I heard someone coming up the stairs to my attic bedroom, then there was a knock on the door and Valerie walked in. “I’ve got something for you” she said smiling, and passed me a bag, I opened it and there was a bullet shaped item about 6” long, I took it out and Valerie switched it on as it vibrated she ran it over my tits, I gasped.“I’ll leave it with you” she said smiling. “How...
Sam had been working long and hard hours as her boss had driven through a new contract to a tight deadline. Despite all the pressures he'd always been very good to his P.A. and she'd reciprocated by working some anti-social hours to help him meet his delivery schedule. She was looking forward to the weekend and some much needed 'me-time'."Sam, I'd like to thank you for all the extra hours you've put in, we couldn't have done it with out you. I'd like to give you something more tangeable but the...
Today, Jeff and I are your average, middle aged couple with two busy careers and two rambunctious c***dren. But this hasn?t always been the case.I met Jeff in college. His roommate, Evan, dated a girlfriend of mine, Sarah, for a couple years. In that time, Jeff and I were often thrown together socially as we each independently tagged along with our respective friends, either to concerts or on trips to Evan?s family?s cabin on a nearby lake. I wouldn?t say that we dated. We really didn?t see...
Today, Jeff and I are your average, middle aged couple with two busy careers and two rambunctious c***dren. But this hasn?t always been the case.I met Jeff in college. His roommate, Evan, dated a girlfriend of mine, Sarah, for a couple years. In that time, Jeff and I were often thrown together socially as we each independently tagged along with our respective friends, either to concerts or on trips to Evan?s family?s cabin on a nearby lake. I wouldn?t say that we dated. We really didn?t see...
I love being a cruise social director because it enables me to travel all over the world and meet a wide variety of interesting new people. This week we are heading to the Greek Islands surrounded by crystal blue waters and pristine white sands. Greece is so much fun to visit because they are so open sexually as is evident by their phallic symbols peppered throughout their tourist shops.My best friend Jessica, who is 10 years younger, and I like to tour the ports together so we can try the...
(The three arrive back to the house, realizing more privacy was needed to explore each other further.)Steven: That was fun at the pool. Who’s thirsty for a drink?Racquel: Yes, baby, I’d love one. Get one for Sunny too.Steven: Here you are ladies. Cheers!(They sip on their drinks and set them down, with Racquel and Sunny sitting on bar stools and Steven opposite them, standing in the kitchen.) I think we need to get these wet bathing suits off.(Steven steps back a bit and teases, temptingly...
(At the house, downstairs, Racquel has invited her friend Sunny over, and they are both just finishing a drink, sitting next to each other on the couch wearing their bikinis, waiting to go for a swim in the pool with Racquel’s boyfriend, Steven.)Sunny: Thanks, so much for inviting me over for a swim! Been looking forward to this!Racquel: No problem, especially after you told me how hot and gross you felt as you were sitting at home last weekend. I figured you might enjoy visiting us here for a...
THIS HAPPENED IN 2010On our week away in Stratford, Donna was feeling quite fruity and fancied the coach driver, she told me she was going to sit in the bar and see if she can shag him. If you read our stories you’ll have read what happened to her. As I left her in the bar with a drink I noticed the coach driver getting a drink, I winked at her and made my way to a smoking area outside.In the smoking area was a mature lady she was wearing a blue blouse and skirt, we got chatting about the usual...
Shortly after the kitchen door closed, I heard Cathys car start and leave our driveway.I found Ann, my wife of ten years, alone in the kitchen.What was that all about? I asked.It was the second time in three weeks that her twenty-two year-old sister had stopped by for an unannounced afternoon visit--very unusual.Oh, Cathy is just having some problems with Ted, replied Ann, getting up to start making dinner.I had some difficulty imagining that. Ted and Cathy seemed perfectly suited for one...
Today, Jeff and I are your average, middle aged couple with two busy careers and two rambunctious c***dren. But this hasnt always been the case. I met Jeff in college. His roommate, Evan, dated a girlfriend of mine, Sarah, for a couple years. In that time, Jeff and I were often thrown together socially as we each independently tagged along with our respective friends, either to concerts or on trips to Evans familys cabin on a nearby lake. I wouldnt say that we dated. We really didnt see...
My name is John and I'm in my late 20s. I meet Tim and his wife Kathy at the rec center pool when I moved into my condo about a year ago. I became good friends with Tim almost immediately. They're in their 30s and Kathy is a very attractive woman. They are a very out going couple and have the best parties. While most of their guests are married they invite me whether I bring someone or not. Since then I've probably spend more time in their hot tub than the swimming pool although I do spend some...
Shortly after the kitchen door closed, I heard Cathys car start and leave our driveway.I found Ann, my wife of ten years, alone in the kitchen.What was that all about? I asked.It was the second time in three weeks that her twenty-two year-old sister had stopped by for an unannounced afternoon visit--very unusual.Oh, Cathy is just having some problems with Ted, replied Ann, getting up to start making dinner.I had some difficulty imagining that. Ted and Cathy seemed perfectly suited for one...
Today, Jeff and I are your average, middle aged couple with two busy careers and two rambunctious c***dren. But this hasnt always been the case. I met Jeff in college. His roommate, Evan, dated a girlfriend of mine, Sarah, for a couple years. In that time, Jeff and I were often thrown together socially as we each independently tagged along with our respective friends, either to concerts or on trips to Evans familys cabin on a nearby lake. I wouldnt say that we dated. We really didnt see...
THIS ALSO HAPPENED IN 1988After we’d done a threesome with the other man hubby suggested we did one with another girl. I must admit I was up for that as I’d had a girl on girl experience before and found it to be interesting. He said “You know how good you came when Tom touched you well imagine another girl doing it”, he was right and I said “But who” and he said “When we get a chance”.Two months later we were shopping in a different supermarket in town when we bumped into a girl I used to work...
Normally, Patrick couldn't remember his dreams. There were vague after-images of things, people, places, but nothing really coherent. Instead, he recalled emotions. Fear, anxiety, happiness. Sometimes, rare times, he realized he was dreaming while the dream was unfolding, allowing him to take control of things. Those dreams were the shortest, as if his mind didn't want him directly connected to his subconscious. So as he woke that morning, he wondered exactly what it was that was...
After some seriously hot action, I left Beebee (Balthazar Brown for those of you that do not know him) and his twin daughters Sam (Samantha) and Tam (Tamara). Beebee gave me a lift home and we agreed to see more of each other before he left for home. It was still early evening so I prepared a quick salad and a crisp, French baguette for dinner, which I ate in front of the TV before going early to bed. You can only take so much action in a day.On the following Wednesday, just before one in the...
I had dated Ann-Marie years ago. She had been a real cutie. Petite,only just over 5 feet tall,blonde,and with big tits that that were firm and as beautiful as she was.And she loved showing them off.Always wearing low tops.And flashed them quite often. That's why we split up actually.I was sick of being ribbed about it.Sick of my mates telling me they fantasized about her.I reckon most of them wanked off thinking of her.She wasn't even the best shag I ever got, so I wasn't bothered about dumping...
Where do I start? I had dated a bisexual woman when I lived in Southern California. She used to work as a stripper at Cheetahs in Vegas. She was very kinky and into some wild sex. One day she called me at work and told me to meet her and Eileen for dinner at a local restaurant. They were already there when I arrived and I joined them at the table. Laura (my gf) leaned over and asked if I was ready for a wild night. Of course I replied yes. Laura told me she was taking Eileen into the bathroom...
Please note that this is my first story on here and actually my first time ever writing anything of the sort but depending on the type of reaction I get from it, hopefully it will only be the first of many.All of my stories will be written from my own perspective. Some of them will be true stories based on my own experiences with names changed, while others will be pure fiction, I'll leave it up to the reader to decide which are fantasy, and which are fiction.This story takes place roughly a...
The Cabinby SpectreGina sighed as she stepped onto the porch of the lake house. The morning air was a bit chill, but fall was still weeks away and the trees were green and leafy, partially obscuring the view of the neighbors. It felt good to be playing hooky from work. Well, sort of. She had taken the day off on a whim, feeling a need to get away and be alone for awhile. Her husband said he'd join her later in the afternoon once he left work. In the meantime, Gina had a romance novel and fresh...
After the second 3sm involving Vijay, Lina and me on Saturday we were all looking forward to Tuesday. Vijay was away on a business trip and Lina’s friend Puja was to come over to their place on Tuesday evening. As described earlier – Puja is 38 years, 5’6, very fair and a widow who lost her husband after a year of marriage when she was only 27. Hence she was starved of sex for nearly 11 years and we could understand her frustration. Lina told me that she was very close to Puja and discussed all...
Hello all, I am back with . I am posting this story on behalf of Deepti. It’s a real incident. I am Deepti. I was born and bought up in Mumbai. My father is an auto driver, and we used to stay in an underprivileged area called Dharavi. I used to live in a small house with one kitchen and a living room. Me, my elder sister, brother, mom, and dad used to live in that house. Honestly, we don’t have any privacy in that house. I easily come to know if my dad makes love with my mom. I spotted them...
Maybe it was how free the boy was with the boisterous crowd on Saturday afternoon in the Bamberg, Germany, beerhall, with him touching them and they touching him and patting his bottom as he passed. Despite the close quarters and the hands-on flirting, the boy was managing to swing up to six full beer steins in his hands without losing a drop of lager. The array of steins looked almost as big as he did in his short-legged leather lederhosen despite it being in the middle of December. He looked...
Hi, this is Arjun. Thank u for the amazing response on my first one on Sonam. This one is about a horny young housewife in Hyderabad. I went to Hyderabad last month for a friend’s wedding. As the wedding was the next day and none of my other friends would check-in till evening, I wanted to explore the city. I rented a self-drive SUV and hit the road. I was tasked with buying a gift for the wedding, so I went to the closest gift store using google maps. I finished with it quickly and as I was...
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Dear diary, Yeah, yeah – I know, diaries are for girls and sissies, but hell if I care because I just needed to tell someone and it’s not really something that I can tell anyone being a bit sensitive in nature. So, today I was standing with my coffee stand at the market as I normally do – it was a bit slow and not many customers, just a few early bird tourists. I was in a bad mood – I had an argument with the old lady last night and it kind of spilled into the morning, so the last couples of...
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I got back to the London offices the following day. A comfortable flight had made it easier but I was still suffering from jet lag. Still I doubted that I was feeling as rough as the packages that had been in the hold. Freddie gave me a call and suggested a meeting. He wanted an update on progress. I was happy that I had some ideas after my various trips. We agreed to meet in the board room the following afternoon. Clegg arrived on time, looking in as good humour as he usually was....
I've never really cared much about what society says is legal. If it's profitable, I'm down. Don't get me wrong, I have rules and scruples. I'm just a completely dedicated capitalist. If people want it, I'll try to find it and sell it to them. I don't sell people. I don't kill people for money, I'm rarely violent unless someone else is, and I don't steal from people that don't steal from me. I sell i*****l things, all sorts of things. I'm not averse to selling people pharmaceuticals if they...
My wife was visiting her boyfriend in Germany and this is a story she told me.Almost every day on her visit, she would put on her skirt, or dress, as her boyfriend requested, and they would walk to the local market to get fresh food for dinner. Every day, they would walk through a pedestrian tunnel, that went under a main road. This tunnel was dimly lit, and at about the half way point, there was a little nook. She told me almost every time they went through there, someone was in that nook,...
Hi ISS readers !! Thank you for the response you gave me for my last story. I am back for you again with my latest experience once again for you. I hope you enjoy this story as well and won’t forget to provide your feedback @ Now coming to the story, in the month of January I got to know about a new born’s family function that is going to occur in the coming weekend and as usually happens in all the families, a cious originated as what to gift for the same. As it got sorted, I was being given...
THE SLAVE MARKET by "c.c." Your wife Joan always had a Thing about the Middle East -- Arabian Nights, Sheiks and their Harems, and all that, you know. All the while you spent enjoying a career as a successful writer, she spent studying her favorite subject, reading books, learning the language, even corresponding and networking with friends from what you laughingly called The Burning Desert. Once your career really hit big, though, and you could relax and live off royalties, you...
Harry had a good laugh about my encounter with Kelly. I'd been a bit suspicious that it was a put up job but he assured me it wasn't. She was just one of the possibles that they'd had on a target list a while back. When they decided she didn't fit the customer profile they left her office on the list for possible training exercises. He seemed convincing enough about it. I didn't mind either way, it had been fun. I bumped into Freddie outside of his office. "Well," he said, "at least...
My mother grew up on a farm that my grandparents still owned and operated as I grew up. It wasn’t huge, what generally would be called a truck farm. It’s about ten miles outside of town so my Mom was bussed into high school here, which is where she met my Dad. My grandparents must have sold what they raised, chickens, eggs, vegetables of all kinds, to wholesalers or co-ops. But when I was thirteen my grandfather had started participating in various Farmer’s Markets, which was something new at...
Georgette and Ted had been to this flea market many times before. They loved to relax on a Saturday morning strolling through the aisles and aisles of junk looking for rare treasures. Ted had found some nice tools and a couple of golf clubs (including an antique mashie which he had mounted and displayed in his office). Georgette had found some wonderful items for the house and yard. She especially loved and was quite good at haggling. She prided herself on getting a great price for whatever she...
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Market Research Part 2 This was a standard white envelope addressed to Ms. Andrew White. "Why is this continuing?", I thought. Every letter addressed "Ms" was another opportunity for my secret to be exposed. Resigned, I opened the letter and read. Dear Ms. Andrew White, We hope you are enjoying your Sheer Energy pantyhose. We value our customers and their feedback and hope you will fill out the questionnaire included with this letter. Feedback from customers like yourself...
Market day....a day filled with visual stimulant and an abundance of flesh.The city usually hosts a market day at the park grounds on a monthly basis, the second Sunday of each month. I generally try to get to a couple of them a year, mainly because of the fresh produce on hand, and wall to wall skin......female skin.The town bus also runs a special day service just for the markets. In and out only once on the day, it leaves at a much earlier time of 6am sharp, returning after 6pm in the...
I looked again at the photographs. I'd often fantasised about having Rebecca like that but somehow things had never worked out that way. I handed the photographs back to Clegg. "There's only one trouble with your suggestion though," I said as I pulled an envelop from my own jacket, took out the sheet of paper within and handed it to Clegg. He peered at it and read it out laughing, "Rebecca, I'm sorry. This will be a shock but there's no easy way to say it. I think we should end it....
WELCOME Bart Carlson TO ESCAPE THE FLEA MARKET YOU WILL NEED: 8D6 [8 six sided or standard game dice] OR An on-line Dice Roller Something to keep stats on OBJECT: The Object is for you to get from your starting point through two areas of the flea market and out the back to the parking lot, with or without the friends you came with. RULES OF COMBAT At the start of the adventure you get 100 Stamina points and 50 Breath Points You Lose Stamina or Breath in...
I found myself sitting on the floor in a large room one hanging light was directly above me shining down, My hands had been tied behind my back, my ankles had been tied together in front of me and a gag had been securely fastened over my mouth. Looking round the room was too dark for me to be able to see anything other than the small area being illuminated by the light above me, but sounds could clearly be heard of other people crying and whimpering the number of people here I couldn’t be clear...
Mai 21 yrs old, graduate student hu. Ek din jab mai ground se khel kr apne ghar ja rha tha tab maine ek aunty ko dekha. Maine unhe peeche se dekha, kya gaand thi unki mann toh kr rha tha ki unko peeche se pakad kr sadak pe hi choosne lgu. Unhone ek transparent black saree pehen rkhi thi aur unka blouse deep cut tha aur unki saree bhi low waist thi. Unka navel baalusaahi sweet ki trah gol tha mann kr rha tha ki unki kamar pakad kr unki navel ko choosta rahu. Jab maine unhe saamne se dekha tab...