• Crunchypotat77@vlemmy.net
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    1 year ago

    Being jerked off by my then gf… While riding a motorbike, and i was the one up front.

    Then one time the other way around. She was up front, and i had a good time fondling her Tatas.

    Mind you, both instances in very public roads, with normal levels of traffic, and during daytime.

    Can’t describe how incredibly hot it was. Talk about unsafe sexual activity🤣

  • NudistWardrobe@lemmynsfw.com
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    1 year ago

    Having sex with 3 different women in 24 hours. It was an amazing experience but both physically and emotionally exhausting.

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        1 year ago

        One is my primary partner (we’re non-monogamous), and one is a regular FWB. The third was a one-time thing with an old friend.

        Basically I had a chance to meet with my old friend and she had always wanted to have sex, so we did. My FWB gets really turned on when I mess around with other people, so when I told her, she wanted some too. And later that night I think my primary partner just wanted to assert dominance over the other girls, so we did it again…

        At any rate, it was exciting, fulfilling, and exhausting.

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    I knew of an old trail that was overgrown and unused. My partner and I got fully undressed in the middle of the day, did a little photoshoot together and then fucked as hard and loud as we felt like. It was amazing being fully out in the open like that.

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    I was once dating two girls at the same time, they were friends and lived across the street from each other. They both knew I was dating, and sleeping with, the other one so it was fairly normal for me to spend the night at ones house, wake up and cross the street to the other ones. Fairly often I’d cross the street to find breakfast waiting for me when I got there. They would both look for my car at the other ones place and if it was there they knew I’d likely be over at some point the next morning.

    That went on for a couple of years.