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So you and her just met. At the bar. In the dim light. The ambience makes those that make eye contact instantly lights up a potential. Only one look and one smile and she is following you to a booth in the back of the bar. This is undoubtedly a random quick hookup for sex. Decadence could be as good as vintage wine only when you are good at it. It strives hard and has its place in the dark. She was prepared for tonight before leaving her house. A short dress similar to the lounge wear at home, only loosely tied at the waist with a dandy lacy string. Panties and the bra let go of her. An encounter like this is to get to sit in the man's lap and have a nice ride.
So she is following you to the back of the bar. As you stop at an empty booth, there's a couple right next are into heavy necking and rubbing each other. The woman has one of her breasts exposed. MsK, Katie, shakes her breasts slightly as she sits down and slides over against the wall, making some room for you...
So she is following you to the back of the bar. As you stop at an empty booth, there's a couple right next are into heavy necking and rubbing each other. The woman has one of her breasts exposed. MsK, Katie, shakes her breasts slightly as she sits down and slides over against the wall, making some room for you...
A few scotches deep, a tie like a the tail of a forgotten pet hanging out of my black blazer, white shirt, cotton, three buttons down and a fourth on its way, a red mark below my right ear from the party girl who danced liked my leg was a pole until she crashed in the corner where her friend held her hair back as she emptied herself under the table before being escorted out. I never even bothered to find out, instead I kept dancing, bad music but hell, I wasn't there for that. It was only the backdrop, the setup, the pretext, like the rest of this place. Beautiful people, in varying states of sobriety, at least on the outside, crafted looks to conceal the usual assortment of human problems looking for someone to hold them, if only for twenty minuets while they got each other off, exchanging more fluids then contact information.
Then Katie walked in, well that's what she told me her name was anyways once I had eyed her like the piece of meat that she was. I mean we both were, prime rib; our eyes locked the moment the door swung closed behind her tight little ass, my head motioning to the side, confident, with a smile to melt the panties off any woman. Kate's were already off, she returned my nod sliding her hand up the side of her dress revealing just enough hip to make that obvious. And that was it. One last dance was not on the menu, she knew what she wanted, and that was what was between my legs.
Marcus, I said, one word, as I slipped myself in beside her, my hand directly on to her inner thigh, as formal of a greeting as we would get. We both looked over at the other couple for a moment, as if somehow that even made a difference. My hand was already between her legs circling her clit, the other fumbling briefly with my leather belt which I finally undid.
Then Katie walked in, well that's what she told me her name was anyways once I had eyed her like the piece of meat that she was. I mean we both were, prime rib; our eyes locked the moment the door swung closed behind her tight little ass, my head motioning to the side, confident, with a smile to melt the panties off any woman. Kate's were already off, she returned my nod sliding her hand up the side of her dress revealing just enough hip to make that obvious. And that was it. One last dance was not on the menu, she knew what she wanted, and that was what was between my legs.
Marcus, I said, one word, as I slipped myself in beside her, my hand directly on to her inner thigh, as formal of a greeting as we would get. We both looked over at the other couple for a moment, as if somehow that even made a difference. My hand was already between her legs circling her clit, the other fumbling briefly with my leather belt which I finally undid.
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I find myself in the back of the bar with this man, Marcus. Rambling and slurring, many of his words bump and miss one another. He is showing me the red mark below his right ear from the party girl. I smell his scotch from the deep. Yes, I agree, alcohol makes sex taste better if a fair level of sobriety is maintained. I think I heard he said something about himself as “a piece of meat”. I am pretty sure he said that. Do you want a piece of 'dead' meat ? I prefer a strong cock alive that thrusts and grinds pussy in full force. Sex is not cheap. It's divine. Cock and pussy are so fine.
This place is filled with a mixture of lustful motions and emotions. Jazz moves slow and easy. I can see the small dance floor from where I am sitting. A couple are in the phase of intense concentration. The way the man rubbing the woman's ass is making her short skirt looks shorter and restless. He is spreading his legs a bit, bending his knees slightly, and his hips lower. Very obvious.
Now I feel Marcus' hand on my inner thigh. The sounds of other couple in the next booth are sending me to a trance. “You are the type of girl I love to fuck...very good...you are very good....oh, so fucking good..." Another low grunt and suddenly the common divider of the two booths is shaking. Marcuss' leather belt is undone. His cock just popped up. Very nice.
This place is filled with a mixture of lustful motions and emotions. Jazz moves slow and easy. I can see the small dance floor from where I am sitting. A couple are in the phase of intense concentration. The way the man rubbing the woman's ass is making her short skirt looks shorter and restless. He is spreading his legs a bit, bending his knees slightly, and his hips lower. Very obvious.
Now I feel Marcus' hand on my inner thigh. The sounds of other couple in the next booth are sending me to a trance. “You are the type of girl I love to fuck...very good...you are very good....oh, so fucking good..." Another low grunt and suddenly the common divider of the two booths is shaking. Marcuss' leather belt is undone. His cock just popped up. Very nice.
A smile graces my face as I see her eyes wander along the girth of my cock filled with the vigor of an 18 year old kid or a blue pilled gentleman, either way, I could sense her, or perhaps it was only a fantasy, hungrily admiring it like a lioness ready to sink her mouth and pussy around that "dead meat" pumped full of blood and pulsing greedily as my fingers slide down further between her legs spreading out the moistening folds of skin sending pheromones and musk wafting up between us. Fuck I want her now.
I lock my eyes to hers, and my smile turns a little more sinister, sexy, rough, salacious, "You want some of that don't you baby hmmm?", my voice a confident droll, "Filled with me until your eyes roll back in your head and you forget where you are for awhile. I want you wrapped around my cock darling, you are fucking perfect, all of you", I continue slipping a finger into her and leaning in for a sloppy kiss.
She tastes like heaven, like a woman in heat, lust filled lips, makeup, sweat, anticipation, smoke, alcohol, a days worth of human, topped with sex and peppered with desire. The kiss just long enough to leave me wanting more, my body pressing in against hers, my free hand now roaming between her breasts, and my finger now lost inside her warm pussy. Pressing my lips against her ear, the bench now vibrating for the couple on the other side, I whisper, "I am going to fuck you like the proper little slut that you are..."
I lock my eyes to hers, and my smile turns a little more sinister, sexy, rough, salacious, "You want some of that don't you baby hmmm?", my voice a confident droll, "Filled with me until your eyes roll back in your head and you forget where you are for awhile. I want you wrapped around my cock darling, you are fucking perfect, all of you", I continue slipping a finger into her and leaning in for a sloppy kiss.
She tastes like heaven, like a woman in heat, lust filled lips, makeup, sweat, anticipation, smoke, alcohol, a days worth of human, topped with sex and peppered with desire. The kiss just long enough to leave me wanting more, my body pressing in against hers, my free hand now roaming between her breasts, and my finger now lost inside her warm pussy. Pressing my lips against her ear, the bench now vibrating for the couple on the other side, I whisper, "I am going to fuck you like the proper little slut that you are..."
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marcus,
I hope your primary purpose of writing RP is for your own enjoyment and whether it continues is secondary. Writing each post is an enjoyment in and of itself and a sense of fulfillment is right there in writing each post. If another person comes up to join the dance , welcome. If not, enjoy the solo dance.
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6-8-22
She Posted A Personal Ad
MsK, Katie, a married woman, placed a personal ad on a sex site.
< Let's play dating, small private parties, sex in semi-public places, dirty talk in clean fun. Spicy and healthy.....>
A number of men responded. She had coffee with some and has had sex with a few. The last one was a bi-man. Katie facilitated a connection with another man for a 3some. At the end of the blast she went home with the two men's hot cum oozing out from her pussy. As she opened the garage door with her remote, she took a deep breath and felt relieved. Goodness, husband is not home yet.
Yesterday she received a new PM from another man who is also seemingly making a suggestion for a meet-up. Now she is re-reading the PM from him and trying to figure out what exactly this guy is saying...
She Posted A Personal Ad
MsK, Katie, a married woman, placed a personal ad on a sex site.
< Let's play dating, small private parties, sex in semi-public places, dirty talk in clean fun. Spicy and healthy.....>
A number of men responded. She had coffee with some and has had sex with a few. The last one was a bi-man. Katie facilitated a connection with another man for a 3some. At the end of the blast she went home with the two men's hot cum oozing out from her pussy. As she opened the garage door with her remote, she took a deep breath and felt relieved. Goodness, husband is not home yet.
Yesterday she received a new PM from another man who is also seemingly making a suggestion for a meet-up. Now she is re-reading the PM from him and trying to figure out what exactly this guy is saying...
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Walking down the street with somebody new in this evening on a day in mid June. That's right, the air is cool at the right temperature for me to wear something light, a short dress, to the bistro.
In front of glittering stores this street is taken by colorful artists. The musicians are playing with a blend of sour, salty and strong taste. A singer is crying out loud with a broken vocal cord. He is singing about a love affair. A man and a woman walking by arm in arm, the man said,” we are going to have a good time.” And there's a cowboy already tangling up with somebody at the corner, in the dark.
To the bistro. It's nice.
In front of glittering stores this street is taken by colorful artists. The musicians are playing with a blend of sour, salty and strong taste. A singer is crying out loud with a broken vocal cord. He is singing about a love affair. A man and a woman walking by arm in arm, the man said,” we are going to have a good time.” And there's a cowboy already tangling up with somebody at the corner, in the dark.
To the bistro. It's nice.
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I appreciate French style fine dining. All that butter, cream and more. Luscious and ravishing. I've discovered this is a good part of foreplay. The way this bistro is decorated suggests more than just dining. The floral wallpaper is enough to make a woman surrender. The fresh rose on the table is more than just a rose. And I even see an erotic painting on the wall at the corner of the main dining room. Seemingly unassuming but it's up there......such ambience...not an ordinary place to eat. My whiskey sour is intoxicating. Fruity and bold. This is the right time and right place for getting tipsy. I've been looking forward to this evening all week.
“ Can I have another whiskey sour please ? ...How's your steak au Poivre ?”
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“ Can I have another whiskey sour please ? ...How's your steak au Poivre ?”
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Katie
My husband Karl didnt' come home last night. I could call the police. I could. I could even tell the cops where to find him. I could...I know where he is. I've been there.
mars-venus-and-their-lovers post #2
mars-venus-and-their-lovers. post #3
Right now he is at his employer's house fucking the wife. He's been pressing me to “get close” to his employer, Mars, since I went out for dinner with them a few weeks ago. Four of us at the dinner, including Mars' wife Venus. He said to me, “Katie, you sit with Mars and I am going to sit with Venus.”
A few days later he started telling me to go to The Water Front for a casual lunch. It's the restaurant where he works at as the manager for Mars, the owner. I havn't been going there for “ a casual lunch”. I've been in silence. I've been in the process of trying to understand.
“You have to get used to him.” My husband warned me before he left the house yesterday morning and didnt' come home last night.
(Welcome to play the husband or a third person)
My husband Karl didnt' come home last night. I could call the police. I could. I could even tell the cops where to find him. I could...I know where he is. I've been there.
mars-venus-and-their-lovers post #2
mars-venus-and-their-lovers. post #3
Right now he is at his employer's house fucking the wife. He's been pressing me to “get close” to his employer, Mars, since I went out for dinner with them a few weeks ago. Four of us at the dinner, including Mars' wife Venus. He said to me, “Katie, you sit with Mars and I am going to sit with Venus.”
A few days later he started telling me to go to The Water Front for a casual lunch. It's the restaurant where he works at as the manager for Mars, the owner. I havn't been going there for “ a casual lunch”. I've been in silence. I've been in the process of trying to understand.
“You have to get used to him.” My husband warned me before he left the house yesterday morning and didnt' come home last night.
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18 yo Amy (1)
She asked me the same question today, " Katie, Do you think older men like young girls ?"
My husband has an 18 yo daughter Amy. Full grown. Full figured. Before going to college she's home using her father's money learning how to look like an attractive grown woman. "Katie, do I look good in this dress?" "Katie, what do you think?"
When my husband Karl and I socialize and entertain, Amy would insist to tag along and she would dress like a woman, not a girl. I recently was quite surprised to see her wearing a see-through blouse that showed her fancy bra inside with her 18 yo breasts standing upright. We were dining with a man about her father's age 45.
I doubt boys near her age can keep up. Maybe that was why she recently asked me, " do you think older men like young girls ?"
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She asked me the same question today, " Katie, Do you think older men like young girls ?"
My husband has an 18 yo daughter Amy. Full grown. Full figured. Before going to college she's home using her father's money learning how to look like an attractive grown woman. "Katie, do I look good in this dress?" "Katie, what do you think?"
When my husband Karl and I socialize and entertain, Amy would insist to tag along and she would dress like a woman, not a girl. I recently was quite surprised to see her wearing a see-through blouse that showed her fancy bra inside with her 18 yo breasts standing upright. We were dining with a man about her father's age 45.
I doubt boys near her age can keep up. Maybe that was why she recently asked me, " do you think older men like young girls ?"
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Eden loved to dance, and after an incredibly busy few months of work, she had been so excited to finally go out to a club with some friends of hers. Eden wasn't much of a drinker, but she and her friends had had a few cocktails and danced together, laughing, being unconsciously sexy as hell. She was wearing a dress that was a lower cut than she would normally wear out, with what she felt was a too short skirt and stockings. Relative to the other women at the club, her little red outfit wouldn't have been considered daring, but Eden felt it was - and it showed off her hourglass figure and alabaster skin perfectly. She looked like Snow White on a night out. She hadn't really noticed that a lot of the guys were watching her dance, and had only really focussed on her friends, until they eventually moved a little away from each other and she suddenly felt a firm hand on her waist. The touch was strong, but not aggressive or insistent, and she turned her head to see who it was.
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Eden and I have teamed up to play with a man before. I'm basically a straight woman but just like everybody else I also fancy the feminine female form visually. She and I get along well enough for me to enjoy touching her. We hug , hold hands, shoulder to should and even a light kiss on the lips. And we can have heart to heart talk for hours that I have never had the same experience with a man. She is my dear friend Eden. I would call her a lover, not in the narrow sexual sense but it extends to my heart.
And men, they are never the less. Some are capable of going further beyond. when it comes to true fucking, i do need a real cock to ravish my pussy. I do need male masculinity to reach the ultimate shattering pleasure in bed.
Suddenly, at this moment, by the bar inside the club, I see a man just approached Eden. She is turning her head to see who it is... here I am, I say to the man, "Hi, I am Katie. This is Eden."
And men, they are never the less. Some are capable of going further beyond. when it comes to true fucking, i do need a real cock to ravish my pussy. I do need male masculinity to reach the ultimate shattering pleasure in bed.
Suddenly, at this moment, by the bar inside the club, I see a man just approached Eden. She is turning her head to see who it is... here I am, I say to the man, "Hi, I am Katie. This is Eden."
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Just then, a 'Freelance' writer and publisher of an adult magazine Ish was getting out of his Lexus coupe as he parked his white coupe in the private parking garage next to the club. He handed the doorman a $100 bill as he smiled. He then was approached by a drink girl as he then said to her. "Cutty and a Water, plus a bottle of your finest scotch." He said while he sat down at the table at the end of the bar where he could scout at people and write for his article.
He then started to light up a cigarette as an ashtray was already set on the table and near his spot too. They knew he was coming. Around the area, they were swinging couples and infidelity in the air while he saw most swinging couples getting freaky in the next few booths down from him. Hey, he might get lucky tonight, who knows? Maybe not but he was just here for business to interview swingers and infidelity since the article for next months issue was about swingers and sex.
He then heard someone's heels meet with the floor of the club as someone approached his table as he exhaled from his cigarette, ashing it in the ashtray from the tip he lit it. Wondering who came over to the table to see who was here.
He then started to light up a cigarette as an ashtray was already set on the table and near his spot too. They knew he was coming. Around the area, they were swinging couples and infidelity in the air while he saw most swinging couples getting freaky in the next few booths down from him. Hey, he might get lucky tonight, who knows? Maybe not but he was just here for business to interview swingers and infidelity since the article for next months issue was about swingers and sex.
He then heard someone's heels meet with the floor of the club as someone approached his table as he exhaled from his cigarette, ashing it in the ashtray from the tip he lit it. Wondering who came over to the table to see who was here.
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Seeing her dressed in her tight skirt and sheer blouse I knew tonight was finally the night she would meet him. I made the decision to be part of it instead of lose her completely.
It was weeks ago I found the text on her phone. That night laying next to her in bed I felt so upset, discouraged and like a failure. I wanted to leave and then the next morning when I said I love you she gave me the most passionate kiss in years. I knew it was because of him but it ignited something in me that I couldn’t explain.
It was weeks ago I found the text on her phone. That night laying next to her in bed I felt so upset, discouraged and like a failure. I wanted to leave and then the next morning when I said I love you she gave me the most passionate kiss in years. I knew it was because of him but it ignited something in me that I couldn’t explain.
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Wife Has A Date (3)
I don't think love needs to be verbalized. I don't think I need to be told to feel good. It's not even about love. It doesn't really matter who loves whom. The tight skirt and sheer blouse I am wearing now are not for love. They are for sex. Sex with a man I met on a sex site online.
“Did you say you wanted to give me a ride?”
But, I am meeting the man at a cheap hotel. My husband is not that cheap. He is the only romantic man to be found in the city. I did even once enjoy being his companion to meet another romantic man from another city. But I sometimes have the itch to meet a raunchy man.
“Did you say you wanted to give me a ride??? OK, drop me off at the McDonald's on Madison Ave.”
I don't think love needs to be verbalized. I don't think I need to be told to feel good. It's not even about love. It doesn't really matter who loves whom. The tight skirt and sheer blouse I am wearing now are not for love. They are for sex. Sex with a man I met on a sex site online.
“Did you say you wanted to give me a ride?”
But, I am meeting the man at a cheap hotel. My husband is not that cheap. He is the only romantic man to be found in the city. I did even once enjoy being his companion to meet another romantic man from another city. But I sometimes have the itch to meet a raunchy man.
“Did you say you wanted to give me a ride??? OK, drop me off at the McDonald's on Madison Ave.”
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what is wrong with me?Giving my wife a ride,dressed sexy(when did she did this for me,must be months)to go on a date with a stranger.But i,m leaking precum,thinking about what she gonna do with him & showing off in public so slutty dressed,but i fantasized about this for so long,i wanted to be obedient for women since my first girlfriend years ago.Should i confess it when she,s back and how she,s gonna react?But one thing is sure i,m gonna jerk off this evening thinking about my slutty hotwife
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It was my ex hub talking. He came up to my dreams talking.
Our marriage was actually fine until another man Karl with a stronger personality took over. My poor ex 'Shy' became a third when called for.
When I first found out my poor ex was wearing my panties I was dumbstruck and stupefied. I never said anything and just watched him move forward and he developed to a full-blown crossdresser. Actually, he doesn't look bad. Not bad at all. Not only he could pass for a woman but he could even come across as somewhat trampy.
So riding in Karl's car on the way to McDonald's I heard him, "You are not meeting Joe are you?"
"Oh, stop it. I'm just meeting a girl friend for shopping today."
To my astonishment, Karl thinks of my ex Joe so much.
Our marriage was actually fine until another man Karl with a stronger personality took over. My poor ex 'Shy' became a third when called for.
When I first found out my poor ex was wearing my panties I was dumbstruck and stupefied. I never said anything and just watched him move forward and he developed to a full-blown crossdresser. Actually, he doesn't look bad. Not bad at all. Not only he could pass for a woman but he could even come across as somewhat trampy.
So riding in Karl's car on the way to McDonald's I heard him, "You are not meeting Joe are you?"
"Oh, stop it. I'm just meeting a girl friend for shopping today."
To my astonishment, Karl thinks of my ex Joe so much.
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OK, let's start from #1 in the chart above.
This scenario usually happens with my husband and I go to a private house party.
He would sit at the corner in a large sofa chair with a drink in his hand. He'd change into a robe open in front with his cock exposed. He'd request to have lights off except one near the bed. This is the way he likes it.
This scenario usually happens with my husband and I go to a private house party.
He would sit at the corner in a large sofa chair with a drink in his hand. He'd change into a robe open in front with his cock exposed. He'd request to have lights off except one near the bed. This is the way he likes it.
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Most guys looking at me, sitting here as I wait for my wife to get it on with another guy, would probably feel sorry for me. Sorry? My ass! This is fucking hot! I slowly sip my drink, smiling to myself, thinking that I am the luckiest man alive. I have a wife that gets my kinks and fantasies and is more than willing to fulfill them! Who could ask for more? And I know after she is finished, she will want my cock. Damn, that woman gives the best head!
At last, they enter the room from the bath, still wet from the shower they just shared, her perfect body gleaming in the warm light, his dick like a tree trunk. She steals a glance at me, and I wink. I cannot describe the feelings I get when I watch her enjoy another cock. She drops to her knees and begins licking his stiff rod, her eyes on me. I read the lust burning in them, and my own shaft stands at attention. I slowly rub the throbbing head, enjoying the scene playing out before me. This is gonna be good!
At last, they enter the room from the bath, still wet from the shower they just shared, her perfect body gleaming in the warm light, his dick like a tree trunk. She steals a glance at me, and I wink. I cannot describe the feelings I get when I watch her enjoy another cock. She drops to her knees and begins licking his stiff rod, her eyes on me. I read the lust burning in them, and my own shaft stands at attention. I slowly rub the throbbing head, enjoying the scene playing out before me. This is gonna be good!
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The man Darke_Knyght's hot wife is sucking is the host of this private house party. She is sucking the party host Joe in his large master bedroom. Joe keeps his bedroom door open, There are 2 other couples lounging around in the livingroom.
Joe and DK's wife are at the corner of the bedroom. He is sitting in his large sofa chair and DK's wife is on her knees sucking Joe. With his two hands holding the head of the woman, thrusting back and forth with his legs jerking at a rapid pace.
“I am glad you like to suck cock.”
Of course, in order to get invited to this nice big house again, you have to at least suck the host's cock. And, Of course, based on DK's wife's sexual life style, she is happy to do more than that.
Husband DK is at attention, rubbing himself in the dim light at another corner of the bedroom.
Joe and DK's wife are at the corner of the bedroom. He is sitting in his large sofa chair and DK's wife is on her knees sucking Joe. With his two hands holding the head of the woman, thrusting back and forth with his legs jerking at a rapid pace.
“I am glad you like to suck cock.”
Of course, in order to get invited to this nice big house again, you have to at least suck the host's cock. And, Of course, based on DK's wife's sexual life style, she is happy to do more than that.
Husband DK is at attention, rubbing himself in the dim light at another corner of the bedroom.
