Kinkiest real life experiences

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Have lots here's a few highlights most of which involve me being either off my head on drink or something stronger ;)...

1. Had a habit in my teens of drunkenly sucking the dick of literally any guy who walked or drove me home when I was drunk which my bf at the time did not appreciate lol.

2. Had my first anal experience with my ex bf's best friend on our couch while he was passed out in the next room.

4. Got back at another ex who broke my heart by literally fucking every guy in his family (Dad and 2 brothers) although sadly not at the same time ;)

5. And a more recent experience was bumping into up one of my former students a couple of years after he graduated and fucking his brains out.

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Fucking and eating my submisive gf on a park picnic bench while guys where fshing and she took me by the hand and we fucked again in the public ladies bathroom with women in other stalls
Wow, I would love to wander into that scene. Would you invite a hot long-dicked stranger to join you if that were to happen? AND, could I call you mom? :devil:
 
Fucking and eating my submisive gf on a park picnic bench while guys where fshing and she took me by the hand and we fucked again in the public ladies bathroom with women in other stalls
OOPS, I just discovered that there are TWO of you. *now embarrassed* I was addressing the female gender of your "team" don't ya know :eek:
 
A MMF where I was on the bottom of a 69, while she was being fucked by her husband.
I would also lick him as he pulled out, then after he came I created a seal on her pussy with my mouth until she was completely clean.
 
There are lots of acts that I have been involved in that were more kinky but for some reason having sex in the lazarette of a party boat 30 miles offshore with a whole bunch of tourists wandering around on the deck overhead has always been a cherished memory
 
I've had a few kinky experiences. I've been fisted while getting a blowjob and I've been given an enema while engaged in a 69. Not either often enough though.
 
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.

Am I the only one who wants more info on this above?

What happened after you left? Did your wife enjoy herself? Have you ever talked about doing something like that before it happened? Did she have a minor crush on your really good friend? How did your friend take it? Was he surprised? Are you guys still friends after? Have you ever done that again with him?

I completely understand IF you choose not to reply or answer any of these questions. It sounds like a great kinky event, either way.


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I was visiting my favorite aunt off grid,on the shores of Lake Superior on her 69th birthday.Since the moon was close to being full that evening,we decided to walk down the beach , build a fire and lay on a blanket with a bottle of wine and watch the moon come up over the lake.
 
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The bedsheet got soiled badly after my ex bf sodomized me. had to discard that.The bed was radiating stench for two days after that. We used polythene sheets after that, till he moved away.people entering my room wrinkled their noses not knowing what was the stench due to.
 
After both feeling new pain we decided to head back to her beach house.She brought up the fact that the sky was so beautiful we should spend the night on her screened in sunporch.She immediatly brought me into a storage area to retrieve the two single cots. I set them up side by side while she went into her bedroom to get ready for bed. After starting a fire in the old pot bellied stove, I slipped out of my clothes and crawled into a chilly nylon sleeping bag.
 
Soon after my aunt comes into the now 75 degree room in a black button down men's shirt with a pair of black lace hipsters. She crawled into bed and looked over at me and said I would make her birthday complete if I would give her a back massage. this wasn't the first massage I have given her? She he also gave me massages. forgetting I was wearing nothing, I jumped up to blow out the one candle that was providing light and then reached for my boxers and she told me not to bother? After a slow tantalizing 45 minute body massage, she was lightly snoring.
 
Not wanting to wake her because I desperately needed to take care of some personal business!I slipped back into my cool sleeping bag. Reaching down,I begin to slowly stoke my manhood thinking about my aunts ageless body. I was soon too warm to be covered and slowly slipped the bag down my chest, over my warm belly, and up and over my hard cock.it wasn't five minutes of stroking that my hips began to rise off the cot. With my eyes closed,I felt a light touch of fingernails over my chest. opening my eyes, my aunt is standing before me in the moonlight,her small,sagging breasts with one inch hardened nipples just inches from my face. "Timothy" she whispers Don't cum and disappeared into her bedroom once again
 
I had to stop masturbating or I would of came before she returned?Soon she was back and she came to my side and whispered Lets watch each other. She layed down on her cot with her feet towards my head and started to suck on what I soon found out was a big big dildo.What happened next was one , if not thee best sexual experiences of my life and it didn't involve any touching. Ok maybe a slip of a tongue here and there. And nothing like this has happened since. And we both came to the agreement that it will never happen again.
 
When I got engaged, in 1993, to the man who is now my husband, and has been since then, my brother and I decided to stop having sex together. That lasted for almost 6 weeks, which was easily the longest we'd gone without sex since starting except for when he was deployed and gone. The night before my wedding, I stayed home in my apartment because I wanted to be fresh and I needed to be up around 5 am to get everything done for the wedding, which was at 1:00 pm. My husband had his bachelor party and my brother went to it. My husband was an army officer and his friends were pretty much all officers there.

Around 1:00 am, there was a pounding on my apartment door that woke me up. I went to the door and it was my brother. He was quite drunk. He said they'd wrapped up the bachelor party. When he left, my husband and some of his friends were still drinking and playing poker. I let him in and we talked a little. Then he said he didn't want to stop having sex. I started explaining that we needed to. Because it wasn't fair to my fiance for us to continue. He pulled me onto his lap and pushed his hand up under my night shirt and started rubbing me. I automatically opened my legs for him. I was just so used to it. And it felt really good. He knew my body so well. Anyway, I started to argue again but he pressed his mouth on mine and shut me up while he pulled my panties aside and slid a finger into me, rubbing my clit with his thumb. I stopped thinking about arguing because I began to feel so good. A few moments later he picked me up and carried me into my bedroom and dropped me on my bed. He started undressing and I stripped my nightshirt and panties off and got on my elbows and knees. He saw my veil for the wedding sitting on my nightstand and insisted I put it on while he had me. I put it on and he mounted me from behind, his big hands gripping my hips tight as he plunged in and out of me. He came really fast and a lot. As he finished, he leaned forward onto my back and slid his hands up under me, cupping my breasts and squeezing them hard as he did his last few jerks inside me.

Afterword, I took my veil off and we slept together until my alarm woke me. When I was getting out of the shower, I saw he was awake on the bed, watching me. "You know," he said, "as you take your vows today my sperm will still be swimming around in you looking for something to fertilize." I hadn't thought about that, though I was on the pill, but I blushed hard as it sank in. I told him to stop it and get out of here. I had a lot to do.

When we got back from our honeymoon three days later, and after my husband had went to work, my brother came over. He insisted that I put my wedding dress on and then he took me on our bed with my dress pushed up past my waist, the train underneath me, and my legs bent back onto me by him holding my ankles and pressing them down on either side of my head. He pushed so deep into me. He was more controlled this time and he lasted several minutes before cumming. Afterword, he fingered me to orgasm. That was the last time I wore my wedding dress.

I attached a picture taken at my reception the day of my wedding.

Fucking Hot :devil:
 
^^^

Nobody could guess by looking at that pretty, well behaved bride
 
Define kinky. I remember once when I was introduced to a guy who became a good friend I quipped I just to chain him up and "torture" him. To my surprise he agreed. So I got a prop slave collar and had him wear it. I would have him stand still and just circle like a shark touching his chest and shoulders until his prick became hard. Later I had him mount me doggy style. It was fun.
 
What does hubby know?

When I got engaged, in 1993, to the man who is now my husband, and has been since then, my brother and I decided to stop having sex together. That lasted for almost 6 weeks, which was easily the longest we'd gone without sex since starting except for when he was deployed and gone. The night before my wedding, I stayed home in my apartment because I wanted to be fresh and I needed to be up around 5 am to get everything done for the wedding, which was at 1:00 pm. My husband had his bachelor party and my brother went to it. My husband was an army officer and his friends were pretty much all officers there.

Around 1:00 am, there was a pounding on my apartment door that woke me up. I went to the door and it was my brother. He was quite drunk. He said they'd wrapped up the bachelor party. When he left, my husband and some of his friends were still drinking and playing poker. I let him in and we talked a little. Then he said he didn't want to stop having sex. I started explaining that we needed to. Because it wasn't fair to my fiance for us to continue. He pulled me onto his lap and pushed his hand up under my night shirt and started rubbing me. I automatically opened my legs for him. I was just so used to it. And it felt really good. He knew my body so well. Anyway, I started to argue again but he pressed his mouth on mine and shut me up while he pulled my panties aside and slid a finger into me, rubbing my clit with his thumb. I stopped thinking about arguing because I began to feel so good. A few moments later he picked me up and carried me into my bedroom and dropped me on my bed. He started undressing and I stripped my nightshirt and panties off and got on my elbows and knees. He saw my veil for the wedding sitting on my nightstand and insisted I put it on while he had me. I put it on and he mounted me from behind, his big hands gripping my hips tight as he plunged in and out of me. He came really fast and a lot. As he finished, he leaned forward onto my back and slid his hands up under me, cupping my breasts and squeezing them hard as he did his last few jerks inside me.

Afterword, I took my veil off and we slept together until my alarm woke me. When I was getting out of the shower, I saw he was awake on the bed, watching me. "You know," he said, "as you take your vows today my sperm will still be swimming around in you looking for something to fertilize." I hadn't thought about that, though I was on the pill, but I blushed hard as it sank in. I told him to stop it and get out of here. I had a lot to do.

When we got back from our honeymoon three days later, and after my husband had went to work, my brother came over. He insisted that I put my wedding dress on and then he took me on our bed with my dress pushed up past my waist, the train underneath me, and my legs bent back onto me by him holding my ankles and pressing them down on either side of my head. He pushed so deep into me. He was more controlled this time and he lasted several minutes before cumming. Afterword, he fingered me to orgasm. That was the last time I wore my wedding dress.

I attached a picture taken at my reception the day of my wedding.
 
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