I had an online sex partner for over two years. Yeah, I know how it sounds. It started on a different platform, and at first it was kind of a chat, cheeky chat if you want, and then she started sending photos, first without a face, then with, first nn, then nude, and it kind of escalated. I must admit, at that point I wasn't sure if it is not some guy sending photos, so I let it slide for a while, and then requested a cam to cam, and, bingo, no foul play there.

Now about her looks - average looking blonde, in her early 40's, never been married, single, career woman, you know the type. We started having cam sex on the weekends, and it evolved into this thing that happened almost every night. She was lonely, I was lonely as hell, so it was nice. After some time, she would turn the camera on, even when she was busy doing something, so did I, and one time, she had a friend over (I was muted and a friend had no idea I was watching). After she left, I told her that I enjoyed looking at both of them, just talking, and that I had my sexual satisfaction from viewing this.

All this span over a time period of more than a year, so things happened slowly. We had our fun with or without her present, and at some point, she told me that her friend is coming over, and that she will introduce us, me as her long distance bf, but warned me to be nice, no sexual stuff, and to keep my mouth shut, because she told her that we see each other once a month, even though we never met in person. I guess she was feeling shame for having an online fuck buddy, if that can be called that way.

So we talked cam to cam, it was fun, and that happened a few times, and in that time period, I guess she told her that we are doing cam sex and bragged about my size, and one time when we were all online, she (a friend) asked me about that, if it is true.

That night ended with me jerking off for them while they watched.

Now, fast forward almost a year, she told me that she is coming to my city, for a work thing, and if I want to finally meet her. Fuck me, I was excited as one can be, of course I would. We agreed on everything, I will come to her hotel room, and wait for her when her conference thing is over, and it will finally happen.

I was ready to leave, it was well past midnight, I just guessed she changed her mind, and is now avoiding her own room not to see me, when they entered. Later, she told me she did have second thoughts, and our mutual online friend was there, and she kept this rendez vous a secret, but confronted with doubts, after their work thing was over, she took her to a bar and came clean - how she is conflicted, how we never actually met irl, that I am waiting upstairs, and all that with a couple of drinks, so when they came in, they were both quite tipsy.

I fucked them both that night, and it was, so fucking, especially for a man with such poor sexual experience like me. We fucked all night, first round with a condom, second without, and it was beyond amazing.

This happened in September, and less than a week later, she wrote to me that this isn't healthy, and that she is breaking it off.

Now you can see my perspective, I was devastated, but I did not give up, all this time, I was trying to renew the connection, writing to her, sending her messages. Nothing, silence.

Until last night, when she came back online, responding to one of my messages. She had no time for me, but wanted to say hello, and tell me that we will talk today.

Wish me luck, I might get her back.

If only all problems were always so easily solved

First off, my apologies to ML community members who are wanting to masturbate. This post will not help you. Please stop reading.

So anyways, the dreaded "check engine light" on the car came on. So i set out to go to AutoZone as they offer a free reading of codes. They'll use their diagnostic tool to read what the code is -- the code that is causing the "check engine light." A very nice free service, in my opinion.

But before i got there i stopped at a gas station and filled it up with premium 93 octane gas.

Voila!!! Magic!! The "check engine light" came off immediately!!!

:)

For the record, i am well aware that i'm not totally out of the woods yet. but this buys me a little bit of time. I'm happy that a band aid will work in the mean time.

Dont forget to cum 5 times and cum your brains out today and how many times do you plan on orgasming 

The first time I let a guy suck my cock I was 18. He was a older guy in my neighborhood he ask me to help him with cleaning out his garage and I agreed. I had loose shorts on and he could see my cock when I bent over and says wow your pretty hung and I said omg I am sorry and he walked over rubbed my ass and says all good how big are you I was kinda uncomfortable and said almost 8 and says no fucking way show me I pulled my cock out and he reached out and grabbed it I was already semi hard and he started kinda jerking me off and instantly I was hard as a rock he drops down and starts giving me head and 3 minutes later I exploded and he swallowed every drop he sucked me off twice that day 2 days later I fucked him and busted in his ass 2 times and once down his throat I made him hurt so bad all he would do was blow me once in awhile and jerkoff while doing it he liked to cum on my asshole and I let him and then he eat my ass and I would explode again 

Met a new street hooker last night, cold, windy, briefly how it went down.

seen her at some random corner, knew she was on something but she has that old crack whorish smile, I don’t think she had many teeth, but a tight body on her.

i approached first time, inquired what a 20 could get me, she said a blowjob but she was waiting for a regulars, so I told her I’ll circle back and if she’s their I’d approach.

10 minutes later, she was still their, I said is the offer on the table, she accepted, I told her I have to cum in her mouth and no condom, she agreed.

went in the side of some random dark alley, she was rubbing my cock, I was 3 fingers deep in her pussy

Before she knew anything, I had her roleplaying as my next door neighbour slut mommy Melanie.

Mel you filthy cunt, I had her throat fucked like you baby, she even said you look like she could enjoy my cock, and that’s when I pumped her throat, came so much in her mouth and went on my way.

Christmas special is coming, and now that I’m used to this, it’s getting hotter and hotter every time just wish it was summer !

I finally had my first anal experience.

I am seeing this married woman for almost a year, it is a thing from work, that escalated to FWB situation. She is a beautiful woman, little bottom heavy, but still very, very good looking for a 40 year old.

We fuck once or twice a week, and this is an arrangement I am totally happy with. Now, the confession part is, that last week, we had sex, she had already came when we switched to spooning position. I kind of separated, if you understand what I mean, to enjoy the view of coming in and out of her, so I was going all the way in and all the way out, she was wet that much, that her thighs were all sticky. I was doing this slowly, and she loved it, and one time that I was going back in, I kind of missed, and pressed against her asshole. I did back out immediately, but she reacted with a loud moan. So I pressed against her, kissing her neck, now trying to "miss" on purpose. And I did, and loved her reaction. Everything was so wet, that when on the fourth or fifth "miss" I pressed, and did not back out, it just went in.

She moaned loudly, and turned to kiss me, eating my face from lust. I managed only three more strokes and finished inside.

After the shower, I asked her if she enjoyed it, and she said yes, admitting that she had no idea that she might enjoy such a thing.

I am seeing her Monday after work, and I think I just struck gold.

The best advice I ever got about marriage and sex came from this board. 

It worked. Like really worked and our relationship has never been better.

I laugh when I see just awful "expert advice" from other so-called reputable sources that isn't this. 

You guys were *right*.

For any other men struggling with your wife or girlfriend and not getting what you want from sex or sex at all:

Stop being a bitch and go fuck the shit out of her. Make her do what you want. Do not hesitate, no half measures. Literally pick her up, throw her down, tear her clothes off. If she protests as if she's too shy or it's not a convenient time, keep going. You'll know a legit hard stop when you hear it...but you won't. Push through the "you're messing up my hair" nonsense.

Do what you want. Throw her legs open and lick her pussy. Shove your dick in her mouth. Fuck her tits. Put her in whatever position you want. Pound her doggstyle and pull her hair. Direct her. Tell her what she should do. Slap her ass. Fuck her ass. Whatever you feel like. And when you're fucking her, no gentle stroke bullshit. Thrust into her- hard. Make her feel your dominance over her with every rep. Pin her wrists down. Squeeze her tits. Doesn't matter- just pound *hard*.

When you get to the point of no return, pull out and cum on her face. Don't ask, don't warn, just do it. Grab the back of her head, pull it towards your cock and nut on her face. She might hate it but if you've never done it- just do it. (She may say never again, but you can figure that out later.)

This advice gets shot down all the time by people who have never actually done it. It's too rough. It's degrading. Whatever. She's your wife. Chances are she's into everything you are, you were just too scared to try it.

I finally sacked up and did exactly this. She protested a bit at first but got into it within about a minute of understanding I wasn't playing around. Picking her up and throwing her on the bed shocked her. She tried for a second to resist me pulling her legs apart to lick her clit and it was all over after that. Zero resistance. Total compliance. Didn't care at all that she had cum dripping off her face afterwards. Just total brain melt from being used like that. For hours and days afterwards. She *loves* it.

We can't keep our hands off of each other. The sex is amazing and we get along with each other so much better. This has leveled up marriage more than anything else we ever tried. She needs to be used. She was too afraid to ask and I was too afraid to try. 

Don't be a little bitch like I was being. There's a high probability your wife wants to be taken like this, too. Go do it. Stop fucking thinking about "what if". Stop listening to people who've never actually tried it. Just make it happen.

Good luck. 

Me and the wifey are into the lifestyle for almost ten years now, both in our mid 40's at the moment. Community here is not that big, but either way, we attended parties, but never had any action there, since we are more for a couple on couple fun, and, it kind of became a regular thing, and over the years we have had our fun with three different couples.

Now, my confession is regarding the new couple we are seeing. The moment they introduced themselves at one of the parties, everyone lost their minds, kind of "fighting" over them. He is very handsome, athletic, kind of short, but still, very handsome, but her... They are both in their early 40's, and she is this slim, absolutely gorgeous blonde, with blue eyes, and when I say gorgeous, I mean, an absolute ten.

We were the lucky ones to be their first, and only for now. She is so hot, that the first time I went down on her I jerked off and came, as she did. This goes to the point of me being obsessed with her, and it shows when we are in action, all together.

Wifey noticed it and raised her concerns, but I calmed her down, even though I feel my heart jumping out of my chest every time I see her.

And that is it, I just hope that I do not ruin this.

A long time ago, the strangest thing happened to me, I still think about it fairly often over the years. Lately it's been back on my mind a lot, for whatever reason.

I had been swimming with my friend Nicole, and afterward we decided to go back to her place and hang out. We got there and there was nobody else home, so we grabbed some snacks and soda and headed to her room.

We had been casual acquaintances for a couple years, but we became better friends the beginning of that summer. I hung out with her brother sometimes, mostly in the computer room, but I had never been in her room before.

I remember she had bunk beds for some reason, the weird kind with a big bed on the bottom and a slightly smaller bed on top. I have no idea why, either. She had siblings, yeah, a brother and a sister, but they had their own rooms, and her sister was a lot older, by maybe seven years or so. Older to the point where I was surprised she was still living at home. I could only guess that maybe they were a holdover from some time she shared a room with her older sister or something, I never asked and never found out.
I was also extremely jealous because she had a cable box, in her room! Even if my mother could have afforded such a thing, she never would have let me have one, I was stuck with cable coming straight from the wall, like a chump!

She said she had to wash her hair and left to go take a shower. I was sitting on her bed, flicking through channels, watching Nickelodeon or MTV or whatever. I won't lie, I was thinking about her in that shower. We were friends, and I had no delusions of us being more, but she was quite a looker.

Eventually she returned to the room, wearing only a towel... on top of her head! Otherwise, completely stark naked! I tried not to be noticeably surprised, I tried not to have her catch me gawking like a geek, whatever, but she didn’t pay me much notice. I expected her to, like, shriek and back out, like she forgot I was there or something, but she just came in and closed the door.

It wasn’t anything sexual, either. She didn’t come on to me or anything, she just went about her way, casually getting things out of her dresser, looking in the mirror, moving stuff around on her vanity, holding a casual conversation about what was on TV or whatever, I could barely think because I was so distracted. She was acting perfectly normal other than the fact that she was naked.

I couldn’t help but sneak peeks, and longer looks whenever I got the chance, not like I had to worry because it wasn’t like she was trying to catch me or anything, but I was still worried she might. I had no idea what was going on, still don’t to this day. Her family weren’t nudists or anything, as far as I had ever known. I had been to her house before, nothing like this ever happened.

I fully believe she wasn’t coming on to me or trying to entice me in any way, either. I've told a very few people this story before, and they all seem to think I missed my cue, like she was giving me a signal, but I sincerely doubt it. She never gave me any kind of look or approached me in a proactive way or anything, there wasn’t anything sensual or cloying about her manner. She acted the same way she acted while clothed. I’m pretty sure if I had tried to hit on her or touch her or anything, she would have thrown me out. I didn’t so much as comment about her nudity, for fear of ruining anything.

Instead I just accepted the strange luck I had been given and let my eyes absorb everything. For a good while she stood in front of her big vanity mirror with her back to me, giving me a good look at both sides. The mirror wasn’t full length but it was big enough to let me see everything. I remember her wispy blonde pubes, thin enough to let me see the lips of her vulva beneath. I remember her holding the towel with her left hand while bending over to retrieve something from a low drawer. The dimples on the sides of her butt.

Eventually she took the towel off her head and dabbed at her legs and backside a bit with it, before brushing some kind of products through her long blonde hair, still nude the entire time.

I tried not to be visibly excited but I was exploding, in my mind. She shook her still damp hair and retrieved some more things from her bureau.

Eventually she put on a white, lacy bra, not see through but frilly, and then some shiny, slightly blue panties, I watched her pulling them up the entire time, wishing I were them. She finished getting dressed and opened her door, then came and sat beside me on the bed, her hair was still slightly damp.

We sat there watching TV and chatting, eventually her father came home and greeted us, soon enough the rest of her family was there, as well. I was still running her previous nudity through my mind the entire time.

After who knows how long, it got dark, I left and went home. She and I were still cool that entire summer, still hung out at the pool a lot, but there were no more nude house visits after that. I hung with her at her house a few times after that, sometimes we were alone again, but they were all normal, fully clothed hangs. Much to my chagrin.

After that summer we were still cordial, but she was already moving on to different friends, mostly girls, generally stuck up snobs. We would see each other in the hallways and be cool, but we weren’t really hanging out anymore. I still hung out with her brother sometimes, but she would only barely acknowledge me when I was over.

We fell even further out of touch after that, maybe an acknowledgment in the hallway, head nod or a smile, but no more friendly stop and chats.

After a while I realized I stopped seeing her or her brother at all and found out months after the fact that they had moved to another city, entirely! Didn't even think to tell me about it, the last time I had hung out with her brother, nobody had mentioned anything about moving.

I never found out what was going on that day, never found out if hanging out naked was something she had done with other people or something, like it was just normal for her, never found out if she thought I was gay and that’s why she was fine being naked around me, never found out if I was actually totally wrong about it being innocent casual nudity, nothing.

Even to this day I would love to ask, if I somehow got back in touch with her. If she would even remember at all, or if she would remember but pretend not to, or if she would think/pretend I was making it up and being some kind of freak for even bringing it up. Like I was trying to get with her or something. Maybe be freaked out that it's been on my mind this many years later. I just want to put an end to my nagging curiosity, is all.

The whole thing was very weird, and she’s almost become a bigger part of my memories, than she ever was a part of my life, which is sad when I think about it, especially with how important it all felt back then, friends seemed like the biggest thing in your life, people you would know forever, and then one day you just, never see them again. It's an odd feeling when a memory seems more real to you than the person the memory is about, has a bigger impact on your life than the person it's about.

My str8 roommate and I share a pair of his Exs dirty panties and a cum rag. We have both added numerous loads over the last 5 months since they split. 

recently, he was horny and hinting at the possibility of a brojob. Not a big deal. Being gay and him being str8 bro jobs have happened several times over the years 

anyway, while he was ramping up his hinting I went and slipped off my gym shorts and slipped on the cum rag panties and went and showed my roommate. He immediately got so turned on and hard he grabbed me threw over the couch and pinned me down pulled the panties to the side and slipped his cock into my hole. 

Now this will be a bit longer, and not very exciting, but forgive me, since it is a kind of a burden I can't share with anyone.

My husband is impotent, and I love him beyond anyone else in this world.

I had a few boyfriends before him, but when we met, I knew it instantly, that he was the one. Sex was amazing, but at that time, I genuinely thought sex is not that important, when you have love. Fast forward to some five years ago, we both came north of 40, and suddenly, he just stopped pursuing me, so I took the initiative. It did not happen over night, but I realized he has trouble getting hard, so I gave my best to help him, anyway I could, dressing up, watching porn together, constantly asking him what he wants, what is his fantasy, but I guess he knew his libido was dying, so that just made him close into himself, which eventually lead to him not being able to get hard at all. I tried convincing him to go and find some kind of therapy, and that made him even more bitter and angry, at me, himself, the world...

After a while, he started pretending like everything was just fine, and we dared not mention it ever again, and at that point, I realized, how important sex actually is.

It progressed, first I came looking for places similar to this one, only much softer, and over time my lust became more evident, and my online searches more and more hard core.

I didn't plan to cheat, but one night, it just happened, I met a man at a bar I was with one of my friends. I cried my eyes out coming back home, but tomorrow, I felt nothing but relief from what has happened. I was scared of seeing anyone more than once, since that seemed like an affair, but this one night thing, was nothing more than a natural valve for release of pressure.

Yesterday, I was thinking back on this, since we had a very touchy family celebration going on, and it affected me, emotionally, the guilt was eating me out. Thinking back, I realized, that in the past four and a half - five years, I have had sex with 48 different guys, only once with each of them. I had no idea it is that much, I would just go out searching for someone, whenever I had a chance, and whenever it felt like I can't do it anymore, not realizing, that it was once a month, on average.

Now I feel disgusted by myself, and determine, not to see anyone, ever again, and if I have to live in the online fantasy world, so be it, and I felt the need to share this.