March 31, 2026
I’ve masturbated and cummed to a photo of my early 30’s female cousin! It felt wonderful!
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I am not a wild woman.
I drive a minivan. I meal prep on Sundays. I once returned a library book three years late and felt guilty about it for a month.
So what happened in Toronto? I still can’t fully explain it.
It was a work conference. Stiff name badges, bad coffee, worse small talk. I was two years out of a long marriage and hadn’t been touched — really touched — in longer than I want to admit.
He was at the hotel bar. Tall, a little grey at the temples, and he actually listened when I talked. Not phone-in-hand listened. Listened listened. We shut that bar down. Three hours, two bottles of wine, zero intentions.
He walked me to the elevator. The doors opened. We got in.
And then he reached past me and pressed every single floor button. All twenty-two of them.
I looked at him. He looked at me. And that was the last conversation we had for a while.
His hands were on my waist before the doors closed. My back hit the wall on floor two. By floor six my jacket was on the floor and I didn’t care even a little bit. He kissed my neck and I made a sound I hadn’t made in years. He knew exactly what he was doing and he took his sweet time doing it.
By floor twenty-two we were straightening ourselves up, breathing hard, grinning like idiots.
No numbers were exchanged. No last names. Just one long look before we went our separate ways down the hall.
I sat on my hotel bed and thought — holy shit. I still have it.
Not just the desire. The nerve. The willingness to just… go for it.
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Hi Sue and John!
I am a cross dresser and I'm lucky that my wife is not only accepting of it, but often buys me clothing and makeup. I often am dressed up when the two of us eat dinner, and spend many days inside our home in a dress and heels. I'm not brave enough to leave the house dressed up although I just love the idea of it! But my confession is that I very much wish I could find somewhere safe where we could go as a couple and get together with other couples who have the same dynamic.
I picture a hotel, with a bar and a restaurant that, even for one night a year, is reserved just for us. It would make me so happy to be able to put on sexy lingerie, stilettos, have fantastic nails and incredible makeup on, and be able to sit with other "girls" while having a drink with our wives there with us and then sit down to dinner with other couples or a group of us. And, if we found another couple we liked, we'd be so happy just to have the opportunity to discuss swinging with them.
I've looked for events like this and not found anything. This "girl" needs a night out of the house.
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A Friday night play party this close to my birthday, damn I got spoiled. I keep thinking of the Paul simon lyric, ooooohohhh what a night, oh what a garden of delight. One girl started doing sensation play on me, which soon included some electro play into the mix, my body jumping with every touch, and the anticipation of touch. Eventually she started playing with my nether regions. At some point, someone offered up a toy, an octopus of sorts with fingers that all vibrated as they slid over and up and down my cock. Up next, a different girl had some fun with my floggers and other implements of destruction until she gave me the kind of blow job that took away my ability to walk or think straight. She even took the hitachi and used it on my taint, massaging my prostate all while the blow job continued. How I did not cum from all this pleasure is beyond me.
I am so lucky to be living life to the fullest. Now I am so looking forward to swingathon this July.
March 10, 2026
10 year ago I had an affair with a fun and lovely woman, as we were making out getting ready to head to the bedroom, I said let’s go make love…. She stopped me right there and said “ you make love to your wife you FUCK me” that has stuck with me since then, oh yes I did Fuck her.
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My wife and I are what you would consider a very vanilla couple been together for 15years both in our mid 30's. And my biggest fantasy is to take her to a swingers club so I could watch as guys hit on her then take her to the play room and have her all to myself in the middle of the room with people watching and fucking all around us.
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I am in a new relationship and we decided to attend an evening at the Phoenix together for the first time.
I wanted to watch my partner play so I could see how the touch of someone else would ignite him. I was very shy and stood watching him until a couple convinced me to come in from the hallway and watch more intently!
The moment I walked through that play room door something came over me! The shy girl shed that label and I felt free.
I checked things off my “fuck it” list, experienced the sensual touch of another woman and got to experience one of the hottest nights of my life and I was able to do with my new relationship, how blessed I am to have someone who is already encouraging me to break free of my inhibitions and who can’t wait to experience so many more things with me
I must also say I was blown away from the message the couple sent me telling me that not only was I the highlight of the husband’s night, I was also the hilight of the wife’s night as well and that they hoped our paths crossed again
How sweet was that!
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So we decided to take John's advice and check out m4. Wow is all I can say. We arrived for a gang bang event, so action was intense and erotic. My girl was popular since the sausage to taco ratio was about ten to one. Girls on every bed getting filled in by two, three , four or even more. Every guy walking by in a towel, getting their members ready for action. Of course me and my girl decided to play with each other. We took advantage of the couples space since the vast majority were horny guys looking for a good time. Needless to say, we had a very good time at m4. One tip, don't forget your credit card at the bar when you leave.
February 3, 2026
There is a woman I work with who you just can't help but notice.
She is curvy in all the right places, her skin glows, her hair is always perfection, red and soft and sits perfectly to draw just enough attention to her breasts.
Believe me, me and the other women in the office notice. I'm sure the men do too.
She always dresses professionally, never in anything to revealing.
Last summer, it was just a skeleton staff in the office on a stat holiday. Just 5 of us, including her and myself.
It was a very non eventful day with many of us scrolling our phones just to keep from falling asleep.
I decided to go for a little walk around the office, and am I ever glad I did. As I rounded a corner, I could see a light on in the bosses office. It hadn't been on earlier, and the boss wasn't in that day. That's when I heard a delightful moan.
The blinds were down in his office window so I was able to hide behind them, and, the little gaps where the cords go provided me just enough of a view to witness one of the most exciting things I've ever seen with my own eyes.
This stunning co-worker of mine was sitting on the bosses desk with two fingers inside of her!
I could hear the squish sounds as she played with herself! And the more she did, the more turned on I got! Her panties were balled up beside her as she continued playing with herself, and all I could think about was how badly I wanted to take mine off too.
They were soaked from watching her! And then she came. She muffled the high pitched notes coming from deep within but I heard them, and I couldn't help but wonder just how incredible she must sound when she doesn't have to hold herself back!
And then, with her pussy soaked from her marathon session of self pleasure, she moved her body off the desk and lowered herself onto the bosses chair, delicately rubbing her soaked clit across the very fabric upon which he sits.
Back and forth she went. Then side to side. As she began pulling her skirt down and putting herself back together, I decided it would be smart for me to leave so as to not have her know that I saw every incredible moment! But since then I can't get it out of my mind. Is this something she has done before? Does he know she does this?
Is this a game they play together or is she getting off on him not knowing? Whatever the game is, I want to play too. I've only been with a woman once before but now, every time I walk into my bosses office, it takes everything I have to not imagine her and I sitting on his chair, making each other cum and leaving a little of ourselves there for him.
It's the oddest little fantasy, but I just can't seem to get it off of my mind.
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I am in love with John’s voice. There is a tune in his voice that makes it sound like sex music. I confess, I touch myself when he says: “on your knees”.
Could he get any sexier?
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My confession is about the night I paid a stranger to make me useless. You have spoken about men paying sex workers but I’ve ordered “Daddy gig’s” a few times.
We’d agreed on everything in advance, in careful, clinical emails. A hotel room. I arrived wired from a day of being in charge, my mind a spreadsheet. He took my phone, my watch, and finally, my sight with a fold of black silk.
The world became sound and sensation. His hands guided me to the desk, bending me over the cool, polished surface. The vulnerability was a physical shock, a sweet, hollowing ache. I was poised, exposed, utterly blind.
Then, nothing. Just the sound of his breathing, the faint heat of him standing close. The anticipation was a tighter bind than any rope. A whimper escaped me—a sound I’d never made before.
His lips brushed my ear. “This is what you needed, isn’t it?” he whispered. “To not think. To just feel.”
In that suspended darkness, I did. It wasn’t about pain, but permission. The glorious, kinky relief of handing over the reins, of being an instrument played by a knowing hand. I understood, then, the power in chosen powerlessness. The most control I ever had was the moment I freely gave it all away. I can’t wait to do it again.