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Warning: There is a brief mention of straight/bi sex. My ice fishing hut was delivered every year by Mike or his dad Stan. Their farm was on the shore of our lake and they stored about three dozen seasonal huts. Each was roughly 6' by 8' and they moved them to our specific favorite locations when the ice was thick and solid enough to carry their smallest tractor. Most of the guys had their huts clustered in a small area where local lore promised plenty of fish. On the other hand if I catch one or two actual fish per winter I'm happy. I use my hut to real in another kind of creature all together. I go to this effort to attract men and a very specific kind of man. I advertise my availability at the hut on Bbrt and Scruff and have the best results from the good old fashioned method, 'word of mouth '. I'm mostly interested in guys who want better blowjobs than they get at home and many of my fellow ice fishermen know where to find me. No appointment necessary. Just be prepared to either walk away or join in if sounds from within signal vigorous sexual activity. Better still I'm hoping for guys that want to fuck my willing hairy ass, and only the ones that are willing to do so bareback. That's why my hut is always placed in a secluded bay far enough away from the regular hut cluster. Yet close enough to some good public parking. Mike and Stan were very professional and never asked questions about my unique placement choice. They just dragged my grey hut into the same place each ice season and took my money for their services. Until this year. You may not think of an ice hut as a warm and attractive place for sex so I will give you the chef's tour. It has a fully insulated floor complete with in floor radiant heating powered by an extra quiet generator which sits on a shelf outside on one end of the building. There is a small trap door through which I can make a hole in the ice for the few times per season I choose to actually fish. The walls and roof have great insulation built in as well and a couple of small skylights let in any natural light. My shelter has more creature comforts than most you see on frozen lakes and rivers; a couple of folding chairs, small bar and fridge, a drug cabinet, a flat screen tv exclusively for bb porn played off my phone and my prize addition, a sex sling. I put this extra effort into creating my ice hut sex shack because I'm married to a woman. I want winter privacy for most of my man on man action. In other seasons I can suck guys off outdoors or in their cars. I can get fucked against a tree. But that's not so enjoyable at 30 degrees below zero. I have done it mind you, just not as often as my ass needs a work out. She knows. We met in a MMF threesome with one of her early boyfriends. She can't pretend to not know as the first time we met she watched me suck her man and enjoyed my dick in her pussy as he loaded my ass. We're both polyamorous and bi. It makes for a great partnership. The ice was very late this year so I was disappointed when Mike informed me that my shed would be the last to be delivered. He pulled it into my spot just before sunset so I immediately fired up the generator to get the radiant heat pumping and the lights on. Mike pulled a flask from his coveralls pocket and invited himself inside. He wanted to thank me for my patience. The whiskey burned in that wonderful way going down and had a unique taste I couldn't quite put my finger on. I had always been attracted to Mike. He had a pleasant face, warm dark brown eyes ,curly hair and a thick full beard. A little long for my taste but whatever. His 6' 2" solid frame reclined comfortably in the folding chair. Internal heat from the alcohol and the radiant floor worked their magic and we pealed our winter outerwear. I began to see more of him than ever before. He had a nice tuft of hair peaking out at the base of his neck. A pleasant covering of hand and arm hair emerged as he rolled up the sleeves of his flannel shirt. I wonder if he was flirting and all doubt was removed when he pealed the plaid shirt. The tshirt underneath read, 'I fuck on the first date.' I now recognized the strange taste in the whiskey as I also noticed an enjoyable warming and horniness in my balls and ass. I cut right to the chase asking, "So is this a first date?" He smiled, nodded, and unbuckled his belt. I decided it was time to hang the sling and offered a few lines for us to share. I had a great view of his shirtless v-shaped back and the fuzzy hair tufts that foreshadowed the luscious pelt of manly hair carpeting his fit torso, much like my own. I was starting my season with my favorite male body type.- 15 replies
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My husband and I have had an open relationship for several years now but when we play with others we do it together. (He loves watching me get fucked.). Recently he opened an account on a popular bb site using the word cuckold in our screen name. I'm a bit uncomfortable with that as I always thought the word has a negative connotation ( not to mention unlikely to attract playmates.). English is not my husband's first language. But, I wonder: Am I being too sensitive? Thanks for your thoughts.
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My partner and I have had an popen relationship since we started dating. We have plans to get married ( can’t wait to get bred by my husband) that’s gonna be hot. Anyway, since our engagement I don’t seem to be as interested in playing with others as I used to be. He’s been encouraging me to find guys to breed me so he can enjoy sloppy seconds. I think it would be a bigger turn on for me and have presented the idea of him OWNING my hole and he would have absolute control over it and who he shares it with. I’m at a loss on just how I should present him with my hole and something special or significant to seal the deal so to speak and have him mark my hole as being his property Any suggtions would be greatly appreciated -
Just got into a poly open relationship with a total bottom and a total top. Going to be moving to Atlanta. Can't wait to get into some hot clubs and get used. In fact just got home from finalizing everything before the move. Ended up with 2 loads in me and I put one in the bottom. Can't wait to have all the sex I can handle.
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I used to just cheat on my boyfriend to get loads, so when he broached the subject of having an open relationship, I was quite receptive, particularly as that way there would be much less sneaking around. Naturally we agreed to some rules, of of which is we can't bareback with other guys. Unknown to my boyfriend, however, that is a rule with which I cannot comply. Another rule is that we've agreed to share our experiences with one another. I am in complete agreement with that rule. We love hearing about each other's fun, but obviously I leave out the little detail that I generally get bred by each guy with whom I play. I am white, 25, live in Orlando and love putting myself in risky situations, such as the following story. One of my buddies loves breeding me, and when one day he messaged me asking when I would next be free, I replied I could be at his place within 10 minutes. As I walked out the door, I gave my boyfriend a kiss, I said "I'm going out," which is our code which signifies I was going out for dick. MY friend was a little taller than me, so average dude height, and in his late 20s. We chatted a bit about life and what not before he gestured for me to move to his bedroom, where, once there we began making out. Within seconds I pushed him onto his bed, stripped off his clothing and went down on his cock as I struggled to remove my own clothing. His cock quickly rose to a full, heavy erection. His cock is a respectable 7 inches (18cm). It is also somewhat thick, certainly much thicker than most cocks, even if it wouldn't be labeled a beer can cock. I jumped up and grabbed my poppers and my favorite silicone lube which I knew I would need as his cock is a bit too thick for my tight hole. I also just really really love poppers. Straddling him, I slowly sat on his cock, taking hits every few minutes to keep the euphoria going. He made me bounce on his cock for about 15 minutes before he told me he was close and wanted to fuck me another way. That was fine by me since my legs were super sore from the bouncing. Getting me on all fours, I took another hit as he re-entered me. Being fucked this way was so much easier for me to control the popper bottle and be absolutely ravaged. He kept fucking until he wanted me on my back. I obliged, keeping him inside me as I swung my leg over his head. Placing his forearm on my throat, he rapidly thrust into me a minute more before unloading deep in my hole. ******************************************************** After I left his place sat in the parking lot of my buddy's apartment and went on Grindr, messaging a guy I had blown off earlier as I hadn't the time to play, but now I was ready. Fortunately he answered, readily agreeing to get together. His address was a short five minute ride, which is one of the advantages of living in a city. Anyhow, I arrived at his place and laid eyes on a Hispanic guy, quite buff, around my height, so he was in truth a bit smaller than the average man. Once the door was closed he pinned me to the wall and made out with me as he quite literally dragged me down the hall to his room. We rounded corners and stumbled about in excitement, knocking some photographs off the wall in the process. He didn't care - he needed release. Arriving at his room, he wanked my pants down and stripped off his underwear, which was all he had been wearing. Pushing me onto his bed, he grabbed his lube and poppers, giving me the latter, and recommending I take several deep and long hits. Throwing my legs in the air, he unceremoniously rammed his cock into my hole, fucking me with an animalistic fury. Honestly it was a great fuck, and his cock just big enough to be extremely pleasurable. His pounding continued for less than ten minutes before he grabbed my chest and shoulders and rhythmically squeezed, each squeeze coinciding with a copious, thick jet of cum shooting into my ass. Afterwards he thanked me, asking me to message him again when I wanted his load. **************************************** The final load of the night came a few hours later when a guy I knew contacted me asking if I wanted to get together to watch some movies and have some fun. No problems with me. He lived about 15 minutes away and when I arrived he was standing outside, greeting me warmly as I stepped out of the car. Fast-forward 45 minutes his dick was in my ass as for the second time he unloaded. At the start of the second movie, Magic Mike, he slid a 13 inch alien dildo from Bad Dragon inside my hole. The dildo is actually designed to insert objects deep inside the anus, but thankfully we didn't do that but DPing me with the dildo was the only way he could finish his third and final orgasm. Poppers or not, DPing fucking hurt, but I wouldn't have it any other way. ******************************************************** Thanks guys for reading. I've been a lurker here forever and finally found myself sufficiently confident enough to share some of my experiences.
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New member, first time to site. Honestly, just need some perspective. I'm in an open relationship for a first time. I'm top, he's bottom. We both like quantity. We moved in together about 1 month ago. Between us, there are big, grande statements of love, trust, etc... Thought it was amazing, best of all worlds. Because it's new to me, I put some requests/limits on our play: 1) No lies. Always honest and always covering each other's back. 2) I'm not really into fisting... and... is hole is getting way too loose. I asked, no fisting for 1 year. Let's ease into this. 3) Just all around loyality to each other... no one comes between this great bond we have So... 1) Find out he was planning a hook-up with a mutual acquaintance and a deal was struck not to tell me. Broke my trust in him. 2) He gets caught in white lies all the time. For example, hooks up on our planned date nights and tries to cover it up. I get annoyed because if we are completely open, just choose another fucking night and then don't lie to me on top of it. 3) He uses me as a scape goat with online hook-ups. For example, "can't tonight, bf is being high maintenance."... meanwhile, i'm fucking oblivious to the entire conversation. He says I overact and should chill. I think, can't you be a pig and have some dignity too? Thoughts?
