Kinkiest real life experiences

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On a whim, my girlfriend and I "performed" on a webcam/chat site for others to see and direct the action. Thanks to the insistence of pervy viewers, lots of previously unconsidered stuff went on that day.



First time on the site.

Great kinky story
 
Years ago I had a year long affair with a beautiful, sexy and very open minded woman who, quite honestly opened my eyes to much of what comprises my sexuality today. She and I often talked and shared our fantasies and we had many of the same interests including D/s, bisexual threesomes with both men and women, and watersports. The affair was exceptionally passionate and along with that passion came some pretty frequent arguments which ultimately led to our breaking up but one of the best parts about those fights was makeup sex. We did some kinky things without the element of makeup sex such as me fucking her from behind in a parking garage with her bent over the trunk of my car and having sex in a hotel room that overlooked the resort pool with the shades open and her big breasts pressed against the window. It was the middle of the day and we were on the 6th floor but when I looked down I saw one guy watching us. We talked about going to a swingers club in Tampa when we were in Florida for baseball spring training but didn't end up going, I think because we got into an argument but it was almost a decade ago and I don't honestly recall why we didn't go.

With all that said, the kinkiest thing I remember doing was after an argument. We were staying in a hotel in Boston and I went into the bathroom while we were both still angry at each other to pee. I opened my pants and fished out my flaccid dick and the bathroom door swung open before I had begun to pee. She was standing in the doorway wearing nothing but a big smile. Without a word she dropped to her knees in front of me, brushed my hand away from my cock and lowered my pants and underwear to the floor.

She looked up at me with warmth and sexual hunger in her pretty green eyes and told me to start pissing. I stepped out of my pants and she tossed them out of the bathroom. It was difficult to go at first with her holding my dick but I really had to go so I relaxed my bladder and the piss started to flow. She held my dick with one hand and put her other into the stream while looking up at me with a playful grin on her full beautiful lips.

It was surreal watching her play in my pee stream and before the piss stopped flowing she leaned in and let it soak her pretty face. As the flow of my pee started of wane she opened her mouth and aimed my cock at it letting it fill her mouth. She didn't swallow it but let it run out of her open mouth and flow down her chin soaking her big breasts.

When I stopped pissing she closed her lips around my flaccid dick and sucked it until I was hard. Then we toweled dry and moved to the bed where we fucked like fiends.



Hot story...

Good site
 
Kinkiest thing for me.. well let's see..me and my wife have been together since school.. I had a really Good friend, we were all kicking it one day and me my girl start making out in front of him.. with some touching feeling going on. I whispered in her ear to get change into this thing lingerie thing I liked.. she did and came back and I basically offered her up to my best friend.. I even left the room to get something to drink and listened at the door.. yeah not super crazy but definitely note worthy.

Interesting...do not know if I would pass her off
 
Much, much to nasty to tell.In fact I have two, that both involved my sweetheart Put it this way, we both blush when we bring it up! :p
 
My first sexual partner, in college, she liked to talk about being fucked for the first time when she was much younger. She let me role play bad things
 
Off and on during my last three years of high school I tried unsuccessfully to get a date with one of my sister's slutty girl friends. Rumor was that if you could just get her alone, you'd get something, possibly everything. But alas, no date.

Then, during the second summer after I graduated, I bumped into her, chatted, got a date, and ended up parked in front of her house making out and getting my cock yanked. Before I could cum, she suddenly quit and said we should go inside. Of course, I thought we were going to her bedroom to fuck.

Imagine my shock when we upon entering the house, I found her father in his recliner, passed out before some cable news station.

Imagine my shock once again when she sat me down on a chair against the wall, opened my pants again, whipped out my quickly hardening cock, and went down on me -- five feet behind her sleeping father!

My god, I was in a panic. I did nothing to stop her: I'd imagined something like this for almost 5 years! She sucked and stroked and sucked and stroked, finally finishing me off with the latter. I did my best to stay quiet, and I was able to finish without waking him up.

It was only then that she took me to her bedroom and fucked me. I spent the night, got fucked by her again in the morning -- which resulted in her father rapping on the door to say in a displeased voice, "Time for your friend to go home" -- then got fucked by her yet again even after the old man's request.

My god, that was a stressful and satisfying night...
 
Off and on during my last three years of high school I tried unsuccessfully to get a date with one of my sister's slutty girl friends. Rumor was that if you could just get her alone, you'd get something, possibly everything. But alas, no date.

Then, during the second summer after I graduated, I bumped into her, chatted, got a date, and ended up parked in front of her house making out and getting my cock yanked. Before I could cum, she suddenly quit and said we should go inside. Of course, I thought we were going to her bedroom to fuck.

Imagine my shock when we upon entering the house, I found her father in his recliner, passed out before some cable news station.

Imagine my shock once again when she sat me down on a chair against the wall, opened my pants again, whipped out my quickly hardening cock, and went down on me -- five feet behind her sleeping father!

My god, I was in a panic. I did nothing to stop her: I'd imagined something like this for almost 5 years! She sucked and stroked and sucked and stroked, finally finishing me off with the latter. I did my best to stay quiet, and I was able to finish without waking him up.

It was only then that she took me to her bedroom and fucked me. I spent the night, got fucked by her again in the morning -- which resulted in her father rapping on the door to say in a displeased voice, "Time for your friend to go home" -- then got fucked by her yet again even after the old man's request.

My god, that was a stressful and satisfying night...



Great story..

I had a similar story EXCEPT..

Her Dad was AWAKE in the CHAIR when I got there and did not fall asleep
 
I have a young lover (23, 40 yrs younger). In order to be invited to a swingers party last New Years Eve with hubby and I, he had to have his own female partner. It was his mother. I do not know who they had sex with at the party.

They traveled with us so we took them home and were invited in for a night cap. We ended up having a wild foursome and spent the night in one bed. I sucked and fucked my lover while the mother did the same to my husband and eventually her son. I was spitroasted by the two men; the mother was too. Both men and the mother performed cunnilingus on me. Can it get kinkier than that?
 
While in my 20's I used to date a girl who was very curvy, with wide hips and big firm breasts. She was built very much like her mother. As our relationship matured and we got more and more comfortable she opened up to me that she often fantasized about her mother joining us for a threesome.
Sometimes we would go away for a night or a weekend and she would borrow some of her mother's lingerie and toys. She would wear her mother's lingerie while we fooled around and she would talk out loud about what she would want us to do with her mother, and what she would do to us!
Once, while at her house, she gave me a long slow handjob while we looked at pictures of her mother and her. She made me finish on a portrait of her mom, covering her face in a thick coating, and she licked it all up...
 
While in my 20's I used to date a girl who was very curvy, with wide hips and big firm breasts. She was built very much like her mother. As our relationship matured and we got more and more comfortable she opened up to me that she often fantasized about her mother joining us for a threesome.
Sometimes we would go away for a night or a weekend and she would borrow some of her mother's lingerie and toys. She would wear her mother's lingerie while we fooled around and she would talk out loud about what she would want us to do with her mother, and what she would do to us!
Once, while at her house, she gave me a long slow handjob while we looked at pictures of her mother and her. She made me finish on a portrait of her mom, covering her face in a thick coating, and she licked it all up...

Bummer it never happened
 
I have a young lover (23, 40 yrs younger). In order to be invited to a swingers party last New Years Eve with hubby and I, he had to have his own female partner. It was his mother. I do not know who they had sex with at the party.

They traveled with us so we took them home and were invited in for a night cap. We ended up having a wild foursome and spent the night in one bed. I sucked and fucked my lover while the mother did the same to my husband and eventually her son. I was spitroasted by the two men; the mother was too. Both men and the mother performed cunnilingus on me. Can it get kinkier than that?



AWESOME story.....
 
We had some Swinger friends back in the Midwest. One day they came over to our house with another couple for drinks. The other couple wanted to fuck right away and asked if they could fuck in front of all of us. So they got undressed and started fucking while we watched. Later on when we had the Hot tub running, our swinger friends started fooling around in the hot tub. She gave him a BJ and he gave her oral, all in front of us.

My gf and I just watched, we did not participate but it was fun to watch.

ES
 
I was instructed to wear my black leather pencil skirt...the one with the slit up to here in the back...my sexy black under wire push up bra, which looked so provocative peeking under my thin white blouse and...a firm demand of " no panties"...I would always get this fun little tingle in my pussy when I was told to dress in a certain, how should I put it, "slutty way"...I knew my husband had plans for the evening...I never knew what lie ahead ...but, it was going to be naughty! We stopped and had a few drinks, my husband didn't drink alcohol but he always got a kick of ordering me a drink called a Pantie Dropper...after a few of those you would feel all warm and fuzzy and want to do just that...Drop your panties! ..We ended up at a small seedy adult theater called the Oregon T heater ...It was sorta a creepy little place...dark and dank the only light in the lobby came from the small counter up front where a small popcorn popping machine sat half full of stale popcorn that nobody ever bought...The place was deserted except for a handful of men wandering nervously around looking over their shoulders..I felt a little out of place It seemed I was the only female in the house! My husband took me by my hand and lead me through a curtain doorway which lead to the big viewing room and down the narrow aisle only having the blue hazy light from the film to navigate by , the theater was nearly deserted except for a few dark silhouettes off in the shadows ..we stopped about half way to the front...and I was told to count over eight seats and sit in that seat!...I did as I was instructed eighth seat over seemed to sit lower to the floor then all the surrounding ones ...I did what I was told and sat..I was a bit uncomfortable in that low seat in my tight leather skirt...my husband suggested for my comfort that since it was so dark. and hardly anyone around I should just pull my tight skirt up around my waist thought about it for a moment that would leave me bare on the bottom sitting on those old theater seat...i didn't know if that was something I was willing to do... he again suggested that I could sit forward in the seat...so my pussy wasn't touching the bottom just my ass...he's explanation sounded logical so, I hiked my skirt up around my waist...the slit in the back made it easier to pull it up...I sat down , my husband took the seat next to me. So here I was, sitting in this nasty old porn theater with my skirt up around my waist, with my pussy all open and exposed , sitting on the edge of my seat!...what's next? I was beginning to feel a little silly and a bit disappointed , was this it? was this our planned nasty outing?I had no sooner thought that when my husband excused his self to go to the rest room...leaving me there alone, after about 10 minutes had passed I began to wonder what had happened to him, where he was? then I felt it.....at first I thought it was just my imagination...and then I felt it again...i could swear i felt something touch the back of my foot...there it goes again..what the? what happened next was a surreal experience I'll never forget.. it felt like fingers touching my ankle..I shifted in my seat glancing back and around to see if anyone was there...no one... I felt it again...this time i could telling it was a hand...and it wrapped it's fingers around my whole ankle and now was pulling it back under the seat..the hand let go of my ankle and the fingers begun feeling up my leg... it found the fullness of my calf...gently squeezing and caressing my lower leg...the phantom hand had worked it's way up to behind my knees.I couldn’t believe this was happening!where was this hand coming from? and, where was my husband?..I sat there a good 5 minutes allowing this ...this mystery hand .to touch and stroke my leg...the fingers were working their way up...I found myself slightly spreading my legs apart...the hand and fingers were now caressing my inner thigh..I caught myself enjoying the light circling motions the fingers were making...with the feelings of anticipation. and disbelief
i found myself sliding forward in my seat..I found that my pussy ,which was beginning to tingle and get moist,and was actually beginning to ache have pangs of pleasure and wanted to be touched more !I actually spread my legs open wider and move as far forward as I could so the fingers could find the spot it was searching for...they pulled gently on my soft bush and begin honing in , circling and gently pulling...omg...what was happening...my pussy was beginning to get dripping wet...my desire made my cunt slippery wet ohhh the fingers reacted like they had a mind of their own...i could feel them pause and tremble as they touched my open pussy ...and pinched my hard clit between the thumb and forefinger...ohhhh my god i pushed my cunt against the hand..rocking against it ...my pussy was so wet...i couldn't push hard enough it felt so good...the fingers plunged deep inside my wet pussy...the hand pushed the fingers probed ...the fingers closed to a fist...and now I was being fist fucked ohhh my mind was racing , I thought this has got to .somehow be husband fist fucking me right now...mmmm just as my eyes were closing and the orgasm was washing over me...I caught a glimpse of my husband sitting down in his seat next to me...i was too far in to the act to stop...i was having one the most intense orgasm I've ever had,,,I had someone's fist in my pussy...and the thought out that was putting me over the edge....i had to control my body...it was trembling and I didn't know what to do...and then the fist was gone...I was sitting there left with my legs spread wide ...pussy dripping wet ...feeling weak and confused...my husband leaned over and whispered and told me that I looked flushed and asked me if I was alright...I told him never better but that I was tired and wanted to go home...I gather myself and we when to leave..I gather myself as best I could and fix my clothing... we're heading out through the lobby...We passed a gentleman that has standing leaning up against the counter ...I noticed he had a very odd grin on his face...as we passed him ...he whispered something to me ...I looked back at him, ...he was licking his fingers and smiling...and what he whispered was...Thank you. you taste delicious...
true story...turns out this was a very old building ...Portland has an old history of being a shanghai port town, and that many old building used to be opium dens, brothels, and taverns that had trap doors under the floors to shanghai men and force them to be sailors on the ships ...this was one of those old buildings that been turn in to a theater and the "trap doors " in the floor modified for nasty pleasures...my husband knew the owner...they sure got me...a repeat story, but worth sharing again...:rose:
 
I was instructed to wear my black leather pencil skirt...the one with the slit up to here in the back...my sexy black under wire push up bra, which looked so provocative peeking under my thin white blouse and...a firm demand of " no panties"...I would always get this fun little tingle in my pussy when I was told to dress in a certain, how should I put it, "slutty way"...I knew my husband had plans for the evening...I never knew what lie ahead ...but, it was going to be naughty! We stopped and had a few drinks, my husband didn't drink alcohol but he always got a kick of ordering me a drink called a Pantie Dropper...after a few of those you would feel all warm and fuzzy and want to do just that...Drop your panties! ..We ended up at a small seedy adult theater called the Oregon T heater ...It was sorta a creepy little place...dark and dank the only light in the lobby came from the small counter up front where a small popcorn popping machine sat half full of stale popcorn that nobody ever bought...The place was deserted except for a handful of men wandering nervously around looking over their shoulders..I felt a little out of place It seemed I was the only female in the house! My husband took me by my hand and lead me through a curtain doorway which lead to the big viewing room and down the narrow aisle only having the blue hazy light from the film to navigate by , the theater was nearly deserted except for a few dark silhouettes off in the shadows ..we stopped about half way to the front...and I was told to count over eight seats and sit in that seat!...I did as I was instructed eighth seat over seemed to sit lower to the floor then all the surrounding ones ...I did what I was told and sat..I was a bit uncomfortable in that low seat in my tight leather skirt...my husband suggested for my comfort that since it was so dark. and hardly anyone around I should just pull my tight skirt up around my waist thought about it for a moment that would leave me bare on the bottom sitting on those old theater seat...i didn't know if that was something I was willing to do... he again suggested that I could sit forward in the seat...so my pussy wasn't touching the bottom just my ass...he's explanation sounded logical so, I hiked my skirt up around my waist...the slit in the back made it easier to pull it up...I sat down , my husband took the seat next to me. So here I was, sitting in this nasty old porn theater with my skirt up around my waist, with my pussy all open and exposed , sitting on the edge of my seat!...what's next? I was beginning to feel a little silly and a bit disappointed , was this it? was this our planned nasty outing?I had no sooner thought that when my husband excused his self to go to the rest room...leaving me there alone, after about 10 minutes had passed I began to wonder what had happened to him, where he was? then I felt it.....at first I thought it was just my imagination...and then I felt it again...i could swear i felt something touch the back of my foot...there it goes again..what the? what happened next was a surreal experience I'll never forget.. it felt like fingers touching my ankle..I shifted in my seat glancing back and around to see if anyone was there...no one... I felt it again...this time i could telling it was a hand...and it wrapped it's fingers around my whole ankle and now was pulling it back under the seat..the hand let go of my ankle and the fingers begun feeling up my leg... it found the fullness of my calf...gently squeezing and caressing my lower leg...the phantom hand had worked it's way up to behind my knees.I couldn’t believe this was happening!where was this hand coming from? and, where was my husband?..I sat there a good 5 minutes allowing this ...this mystery hand .to touch and stroke my leg...the fingers were working their way up...I found myself slightly spreading my legs apart...the hand and fingers were now caressing my inner thigh..I caught myself enjoying the light circling motions the fingers were making...with the feelings of anticipation. and disbelief
i found myself sliding forward in my seat..I found that my pussy ,which was beginning to tingle and get moist,and was actually beginning to ache have pangs of pleasure and wanted to be touched more !I actually spread my legs open wider and move as far forward as I could so the fingers could find the spot it was searching for...they pulled gently on my soft bush and begin honing in , circling and gently pulling...omg...what was happening...my pussy was beginning to get dripping wet...my desire made my cunt slippery wet ohhh the fingers reacted like they had a mind of their own...i could feel them pause and tremble as they touched my open pussy ...and pinched my hard clit between the thumb and forefinger...ohhhh my god i pushed my cunt against the hand..rocking against it ...my pussy was so wet...i couldn't push hard enough it felt so good...the fingers plunged deep inside my wet pussy...the hand pushed the fingers probed ...the fingers closed to a fist...and now I was being fist fucked ohhh my mind was racing , I thought this has got to .somehow be husband fist fucking me right now...mmmm just as my eyes were closing and the orgasm was washing over me...I caught a glimpse of my husband sitting down in his seat next to me...i was too far in to the act to stop...i was having one the most intense orgasm I've ever had,,,I had someone's fist in my pussy...and the thought out that was putting me over the edge....i had to control my body...it was trembling and I didn't know what to do...and then the fist was gone...I was sitting there left with my legs spread wide ...pussy dripping wet ...feeling weak and confused...my husband leaned over and whispered and told me that I looked flushed and asked me if I was alright...I told him never better but that I was tired and wanted to go home...I gather myself and we when to leave..I gather myself as best I could and fix my clothing... we're heading out through the lobby...We passed a gentleman that has standing leaning up against the counter ...I noticed he had a very odd grin on his face...as we passed him ...he whispered something to me ...I looked back at him, ...he was licking his fingers and smiling...and what he whispered was...Thank you. you taste delicious...
true story...turns out this was a very old building ...Portland has an old history of being a shanghai port town, and that many old building used to be opium dens, brothels, and taverns that had trap doors under the floors to shanghai men and force them to be sailors on the ships ...this was one of those old buildings that been turn in to a theater and the "trap doors " in the floor modified for nasty pleasures...my husband knew the owner...they sure got me...a repeat story, but worth sharing again...:rose:

Hubby and I love this story
 
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