True Stories or Experiences that Sound Made Up

Took my wife out to dinner. She's very attractive and engaging. Warm. The son-of-a-bitch waiter flirts with her relentlessly and she's flattered. He tells her that he wants to take her for a tour of the kitchen. He takes her by the hand but he ends up taking her to a room that looked like where the staff took their breaks. I'm basically following them. They start to make out and she ends up sucking him off. He was a bald-headed Greek motherfucker. He made sure I knew how much he enjoyed himself. He leaned back in the chair and lit a cigarette while she was blowing him. The drive home was interesting. She seemed pretty proud of herself. She was laughing; checking herself in the mirror. She was laughing and stroking my arm saying "you're not upset, are you?" , and then laughing some more.
 
Our first time with another couple was the second night of our honeymoon. Completely unexpected. Neither of us even knew that lifestyle existed until then. It became our lifestyle after we were able to process what happened.
That sounds like an interesting start and precedent for the marriage. Can I ask if you got married a little later than many people? I feel like a younger (mid-20s and less) probably wouldn't be prepared for something like that.
 
That sounds like an interesting start and precedent for the marriage. Can I ask if you got married a little later than many people? I feel like a younger (mid-20s and less) probably wouldn't be prepared for something like that.
My husband was 30 & I was 24
 
Took my wife out to dinner. She's very attractive and engaging. Warm. The son-of-a-bitch waiter flirts with her relentlessly and she's flattered. He tells her that he wants to take her for a tour of the kitchen. He takes her by the hand but he ends up taking her to a room that looked like where the staff took their breaks. I'm basically following them. They start to make out and she ends up sucking him off. He was a bald-headed Greek motherfucker. He made sure I knew how much he enjoyed himself. He leaned back in the chair and lit a cigarette while she was blowing him. The drive home was interesting. She seemed pretty proud of herself. She was laughing; checking herself in the mirror. She was laughing and stroking my arm saying "you're not upset, are you?" , and then laughing some more.
That could go one of two ways mate. You're either into it, could get into it, and she was reading you right, or you need to blow that shit out of the water. Nothing wrong with either scenario, it's all a mindset, some men love to be a cuck, while others just can't do it.
Good luck!
 
My second cousin and I used to fuck when she was in her teens and I in my early 20s. We had mind blowing, kinky sex, just incredible.

I’d had one gf eat my ass in high school and loved it. So I was thrilled when Melissa offered to lick my asshole while we were in the shower.

I was in ecstasy as she knelt and tongued me voraciously, while hot water cascaded down my back and splashed her face.

She told me to jerk off, so I did. Most explosive orgasm I’d ever had.

But here’s the kicker: As we were drying off, she asked if I knew why she got off on eating my ass. I said no.

“Because when I’m doing it I fantasize that I’m licking (her best friend) Suzanne’s pussy,”she said.

It opened up a whole new area of bisexual fantasy for both of us.
 
When I was in the military we’d make runs up to Atlanta from time to time when we had leave. On this particular trip (it may have been the first run come to think of it?🧐) my roommate had a friend that was going to meet us. His family had just moved there as his dad got a transfer. He was still in school and living with mom & dad I think the story went.

For the first couple of days he takes us to all the famous Atlanta haunts and we hit Buckhead and the like. Sunday, we had to get back to post and so as going away parting gift he takes us to the Gold Club. For those old enough to remember, this is the club that the NY Knicks basketball team got in trouble in back in the early 90’s. Top Level strippers and we basically had the place to ourselves as it was opening time on a Sunday! 😅

As is the protocol for Doooods in a strip club, we were all buying each other lap dances with the gals we like. Our host took a liking to this tiny lithe blonde and so she was his go to the whole afternoon. After a dance she sort of just hung out with us and they both seemed to kind of warm up to each other…even though…well…it’s a strip club!

We’re sort of all making small talk when the guy finally just comes out and asks…”Forgive me if I’m being too personal but you look very familiar. Do you frequent such and such a place…”. They start ticking off possible places and then he asked her where she lived. They were NEIGHBORS! She lived three doors down and he would see her walking her dog! 😲

The gal literally turned white as a ghost and asked him…no, begged him, “please don’t tell…my folks think I’m a waitress in Buckhead!”🤣

I never did hear about any further rendezvous between the two. I’d like to think they started dating, married and lived happily ever after!
 
My second cousin and I used to fuck when she was in her teens and I in my early 20s. We had mind blowing, kinky sex, just incredible.

I’d had one gf eat my ass in high school and loved it. So I was thrilled when Melissa offered to lick my asshole while we were in the shower.

I was in ecstasy as she knelt and tongued me voraciously, while hot water cascaded down my back and splashed her face.

She told me to jerk off, so I did. Most explosive orgasm I’d ever had.

But here’s the kicker: As we were drying off, she asked if I knew why she got off on eating my ass. I said no.

“Because when I’m doing it I fantasize that I’m licking (her best friend) Suzanne’s pussy,”she said.

It opened up a whole new area of bisexual fantasy for both of us.
Ever get the Suzanne fantasy to become reality?
 
LONG time ago when I first got on Lit. Read an incest story a woman had posted that was super hot I thought. The author’s bitch sister was blackmailing her into being a slut that ended with her son happily fucking her on video while her daughter was forced to watch. The mom resisted at first but couldn’t deny her arousal that came from being used within her family. Great spank material.

Messaged her saying how much I enjoyed and would be happy to help with ideas for a part 2. We threw ideas around and I was I introduced as a character in these brainstorm sessions. They didn’t last long as we ended up sexting instead however. Sending sexy photos and naughty messages during the day to pass the time which we both enjoyed. She was in her late 40s, thin, professional put together So Cal woman of means. From a beach town I knew very well as my family vacationed there often growing up.

Soon her daughter was added to our online trysts. We kinda danced around it at first but only a mater of time. She was just starting college, a lifeguard, and super cute as her mom shared some photos of them both together. The mom did feel sexual attraction to her obviously. I was between them in age so it made sense I could be the daughters bf and fuck her mom on the side when I came over for dinners and such. Super hot kinky shit to rp with mom encouraging me to fuck her little girl and spying on us, or even daring to join us when we got “caught.”

Two weeks of this and we kept wanting to increase the tension. Cant remember whose idea it was, but we decided I should try to text the daughter a dick pic by accident to see how she responded. Mom wondered how she’d act and even, hopefully engage. Rules were set that I had to share all texts with her mom and she could tell me to stop anytime, though as much as this turned her on, I doubt she would.

So I text her one morning with a great looking pic and pretending it was for a girl I met at a bar nearby who gave me digits the night before. Lo and behold, the daughter responded! She was wanting to know who I was, and who was the girl who gave her number away to see if she might know them. Initially…. But I kept her talking and she eventually admitted I did have a nice cock….. and then she sent me some photos too. Nothing nude, to mom’s disappointment, but still cheeky. And after that me and the daughter started messaging and emailing back and forth. Flirty banter, mostly innocent, nothing super explicit but we had attraction. If circumstances were different, I definitely could have gone with her. And all at the same time I was sharing our messages with her mom and while we kept sexting hot and heavy with her daughter taking center stage. One night we were talking and she admitted she was a little bi curious as she made out with a lifeguard friend in her room last year and kinda like it. Her mom was quite surprised to hear this of course!

Another night they were both watching a movie on either side of the couch and I was actively flirting with both. Was so hot to make daughter wet while her mom was also checking her phone getting wet from our conversations unknown to the daughter and telling me how she was looking distracted and flush on the couch actively checking her phone. Messed up? Maybe. But fuck it was so hot in the moment. Having both wanting to stroke me on the same couch at the same time was lovely to imagine.

But I did, of course, fuck it up. A few days later I was so horny from all of this I went a little over. Texted the daughter some graphic descriptions of how badly I needed her, I was always a little restrained before but not now. Hoping tonight would be the night she sent me nudes and we both get off hard together. She didn’t like it though and said I was going too fast, everything before was sweet and flirty but I went too far and she wasn’t ready for that yet.

Thats when I took a step back.

I really did like the daughter and it was pretty fucked up how I was destroying her privacy. Guilt finally stepped in and I ended it all the next day. I didnt message at all. But the daughter did, asking where I went, that she felt bad and maybe we could go there in time. But I couldn’t play this game anymore. Said my ex came back and I did have feelings for her and that we were gonna take another stab at it. And that was it.

The mom wanted me to keep going but didn’t push it. We stopped chatting after that I never heard from either since. I know it was messed up, in more ways than one, but also glad things didn’t get too far either though there are times I still think of them both. ;)
 
LONG time ago when I first got on Lit. Read an incest story a woman had posted that was super hot I thought. The author’s bitch sister was blackmailing her into being a slut that ended with her son happily fucking her on video while her daughter was forced to watch. The mom resisted at first but couldn’t deny her arousal that came from being used within her family. Great spank material.

Messaged her saying how much I enjoyed and would be happy to help with ideas for a part 2. We threw ideas around and I was I introduced as a character in these brainstorm sessions. They didn’t last long as we ended up sexting instead however. Sending sexy photos and naughty messages during the day to pass the time which we both enjoyed. She was in her late 40s, thin, professional put together So Cal woman of means. From a beach town I knew very well as my family vacationed there often growing up.

Soon her daughter was added to our online trysts. We kinda danced around it at first but only a mater of time. She was just starting college, a lifeguard, and super cute as her mom shared some photos of them both together. The mom did feel sexual attraction to her obviously. I was between them in age so it made sense I could be the daughters bf and fuck her mom on the side when I came over for dinners and such. Super hot kinky shit to rp with mom encouraging me to fuck her little girl and spying on us, or even daring to join us when we got “caught.”

Two weeks of this and we kept wanting to increase the tension. Cant remember whose idea it was, but we decided I should try to text the daughter a dick pic by accident to see how she responded. Mom wondered how she’d act and even, hopefully engage. Rules were set that I had to share all texts with her mom and she could tell me to stop anytime, though as much as this turned her on, I doubt she would.

So I text her one morning with a great looking pic and pretending it was for a girl I met at a bar nearby who gave me digits the night before. Lo and behold, the daughter responded! She was wanting to know who I was, and who was the girl who gave her number away to see if she might know them. Initially…. But I kept her talking and she eventually admitted I did have a nice cock….. and then she sent me some photos too. Nothing nude, to mom’s disappointment, but still cheeky. And after that me and the daughter started messaging and emailing back and forth. Flirty banter, mostly innocent, nothing super explicit but we had attraction. If circumstances were different, I definitely could have gone with her. And all at the same time I was sharing our messages with her mom and while we kept sexting hot and heavy with her daughter taking center stage. One night we were talking and she admitted she was a little bi curious as she made out with a lifeguard friend in her room last year and kinda like it. Her mom was quite surprised to hear this of course!

Another night they were both watching a movie on either side of the couch and I was actively flirting with both. Was so hot to make daughter wet while her mom was also checking her phone getting wet from our conversations unknown to the daughter and telling me how she was looking distracted and flush on the couch actively checking her phone. Messed up? Maybe. But fuck it was so hot in the moment. Having both wanting to stroke me on the same couch at the same time was lovely to imagine.

But I did, of course, fuck it up. A few days later I was so horny from all of this I went a little over. Texted the daughter some graphic descriptions of how badly I needed her, I was always a little restrained before but not now. Hoping tonight would be the night she sent me nudes and we both get off hard together. She didn’t like it though and said I was going too fast, everything before was sweet and flirty but I went too far and she wasn’t ready for that yet.

Thats when I took a step back.

I really did like the daughter and it was pretty fucked up how I was destroying her privacy. Guilt finally stepped in and I ended it all the next day. I didnt message at all. But the daughter did, asking where I went, that she felt bad and maybe we could go there in time. But I couldn’t play this game anymore. Said my ex came back and I did have feelings for her and that we were gonna take another stab at it. And that was it.

The mom wanted me to keep going but didn’t push it. We stopped chatting after that I never heard from either since. I know it was messed up, in more ways than one, but also glad things didn’t get too far either though there are times I still think of them both. ;)
I wonder how far it could have really gone. But the betrayal from privacy would probably have been exposed sooner or later. Pretty hot to think of the possibilities though.
 
This isn't all that unbelievable, but in my mid-20s I spent a good deal of time trawling Craigslist casual encounters. Sometimes I'd get lucky.

Met an older woman, late 40s, who wanted to drive up to San Francisco for an afternoon at the beach. Specifically with a significantly younger guy. She pulled up in a classic 1970s VW camper van, complete with the plaid curtains. Was better looking than her pictures.

We talked, walked the beach, flirted, even had a late lunch at the Beach Chalet. Then she invited me into the back of the van, curtains drawn, and we had some fun. She was disappointed that I wanted to use condoms, which is always surprising to me in a first-time casual encounter.

All so far was pretty straightforward. She was recently divorced and invited me about two weeks later to visit her home down in the peninsula while her kids were at school. She insisted on giving me a big tour of her place, by the hand, and even led me into her son's room (though not the daughter's). We ended up having fun out in her hot tub. She walked back inside nudes, and cheekily remarked that she suspected the neighbors' teen boy of peeping. Later, she leaned against the door frame of her son's room to make out with me again ... And though we ended up in her bed, I wondered why she had briefly kneeled on the floor at the entrance to his room to service me.

That, combined with some other comments, led me later on to wonder about her urges. Maybe she had a fantasy about the teen neighbor, or the looks she got from her son's friends. But I dropped the ball and got distracted with a woman I had met closer to where I lived and never followed up. If I'd only been a few years older, I would have developed the experience to broach the subject in careful detail ... I never miss those opportunities these days.
 
Ever get the Suzanne fantasy to become reality?
Not that I’m aware of. However, she did have relationships with two college friends, surfer hippy chick named Cathy, and a cheerful lesbian named Michelle.

We had sex on and off for years, and Mel always got off taking about her gfs. Definitely bi, as was (am) I.

It was so great when we realized that we had these fantasies and all kinds of kinky fantasy play, all sorts of things. It’s going to sound weird to people, and I promise you it was not creepy, but the first time we met at a family reunion And she was young, we both felt a connection as we acknowledged when we were grown. we truly loved each other, and I wanted to marry her. But in the end, her very Catholic family threatened to completely cut her off. She had to make a hard choice.

We are good friends now. She she is the mother of three boys and married to a guy who looks something like me; and my wife actually looks something like her, as well.

It was a great love story it really was. The freak outs were silly and literally not about anything in the law since you can legally marry your second cousin in any state in the United States, and even the Catholic Church will allow it with a dispensation from a bishop, which does happen.

I’m so grateful to her, and she to me, because while I knew, I had a bi side of some kind, it wasn’t until Melissa and I grew up that we each provided space, acceptance, for us each to explore things we’ve been taught were absolutely horrific
 
I was a late blooming bisexual. I came out to my wife before my first gay encounter. After a lot of discussion she surprised me by saying I should try it. There was one provision. I should always tell her when I was meeting a man and tell her what I did with him.

About a month later I had my first gay sexual encounter. When I got home she asked me what we did. I told her we sucked each other. She wanted more details. As I gave her details she started playing with herself through her jeans. It was something she never does, at least while I a,m watching.

I asked her if there was anything I could do she told me she wanted cunnilingus, and did so in a tone that was more demanding than requesting. She had 2 orgasms before she told me to stop. It was a bonding experience.
 
I wanted my husband to watch me with another man. (We are mostly open and I had a “bf” at the time) Said husband was hesitant about it for machismo reasons but was excited about the idea. My “bf” was dropping me off in our driveway. I was still kinda ….not ready … to be dropped off. We were making out and I asked the “bf” to “fuck me” on the hood of his car (I use air quotes too much). He was into it. I texted my husband to go to our bedroom that looked out over the garage which was obviously in front to the driveway and told him to watch what happens. He did. He saw. I kicked some … sorry. Wrong place for that quote. But I kinda did ;)
 
Told this one in another thread, I think it comes kinda close to what you’re asking. At a 7’s rugby tournament at Stanford ( I didn’t go to Stanford) during college. After party at one of the Stanford players houses and talking up this hot ass ginger, fit as hell, beautiful with freckles. Spitting game thinking I am getting somewhere but she sees some friends walk in and says she’s going to go hang out with them. Figured I’d whiffed, wasn’t the first time. So I started talking to this other girl, probably 20-30 minutes and this ginger slugs me from behind, I turn thinking it was a dude and we were going to scrap. She looks me dead in the eye and says, we’re either fucking or fighting, which one is it going to be. I mumbled fucking, I guess. My teammates absolutely laughed their asses off. They said my face was priceless. So we fucked and it was spectacular. Her ass was flawless and she had a trimmed but full fiery bush. She wore me out.
 
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