Couple here any other couples or ladies out in the inter web want to play?

Serious question...

I know there's the fetish of a white woman and a black man, but I wonder if black women have a fetish for white men? Or if there's any sort of inter-racial fetish among lgbt couples?

Part 2 of, big nosed nurse turned into slut.As I wrote before, I was working in a hospital as an attendant and got friendly with this nurse. I saw her outside of work but never fancied her. Her dress style was really awful, granny type dresses and she had a huge nose. It was only after she had a couple of accidents which got her uniform dirty and then her spare one also got ruined. She borrowed a workmates uniform which was tight in all the right places, made me take notice of her. Got chatting to her, invited her over for some pizza and during the evening I tried my luck with her. She was kind of hesitant, so I didn't push it. I asked was she ok and she said that she never did it with someone before. I said that it has very natural and it didn't make a difference how unixperianced she was. She mentioned that she saw a porn video and she wasn't as flexible as the women on the video. I laughed and said there wouldn't be too many that loose. I said to watch these videos, the most of them are more realistic and I got Motherless on the laptop and after watching then I turned a virgin into a dick lover. She would call over to my place every so often for a chat, well that's what she called it, which always ended in sex. This was going on for months. I'd see her out, she'd be with a few of her workmates but she never had any guy chat her up. All of her other friends had guys trying to pick them up but Marie was always left alone. One of the nights that she called over, she asked me " is it because of my nose that no fellow is interested in her". I told her that I thought it had nothing to do with your nose that it was more about your style of clothes. I told her about the uniform she had on when I first, really noticed her. God help her, she did buy new clothes but they weren't much of an improvement. ‌Marie knew that I was always off with the guys, that I wasn't interested in a steady relationship. I only wanted to have a bit of fun. So when she asked me to go away with her for a weekend, it kinda startled me. She said she won a weekend away at this fancy hotel. I didn't know what to say but Marie said that it means nothing, but she thought it might be fun to get away for a few days. Well I thought, the city where the hotel is, really has a name for hen and stag partys. Heck, i said why not. The weekend arrived and she drove us. During the journey she brought up about her style in clothing and I again mentioned how tight figure hugging outfits would really suit her. I offered to go with her to give my opinion and she accepted. The one I told her to put on for the first night was a short tight sun dress with string straps over her shoulders. When it was time to go out, she slipped on the dress and came out saying that she wasn't too sure about this. I said to her, me too. I said that she'll have to get rid of the bra because it was ruining the look of the dress. WHAT, she said in a puzzled voice. I said it again, ditch the bra because with all the straps showing its taking away from the dress. So back into the room she went. She came back out saying, "are you sure about this". Wow, what a change. I told her that she really looks hot. She was happy with everything except not having a bra on. I told her that we'd take a walk and see how she felt after wearing it for a while. We went for a walk, then for a bite to eat and she was getting comfortable with her new style of a dress. After dinner we headed to this popular and very busy bar. We squeezed our way up to the counter and ordered the drinks. After 4 drinks we decided to get out and see if we could find a quieter bar but I had to go to the restroom. I told Marie to wait here, that I'll be right back and don't be shocked if one of the 3 guys who were standing near us would come up to you. She slowly turned to take a look at who I was talking about, turned back and said, no way would, they, or anyone come up to me. I headed off, did the job and when I came out of the restroom, sure enough one of them was talking to her with his hands all over her back and shoulders. When I got there he scattered away and we headed off back to the hotel for a few more drinks. She couldn't get over how I knew someone would try to talk to her. She said that he wanted to buy her a drink. She said "that never happened to me before". I told her if she let me pick out another outfit for tomorrow night, our last night, that she'd have a lot of the bar looking at her and a good few looking to get off with her. "That'll never happen" she said. Give me your card and I'll guarantee you'll have a choice of guys. After getting back to the hotel for those few more drinks, I noticed this couple sitting at a table near the restroom, the man was facing the room and the lady was sitting alongside him. When Marie went to the restroom I could see that the man couldn't take his eyes off of her. I could understand why. When Marie would walk her boobs would be bouncing everywhere. When she got back I told her about the man staring at her and she loved hearing about it. She said that she's going to walk past and look for herself and sure enough he couldn't take his eyes off her....or was it her boobs. She came back and she was so delighted to think that someone was ogling her. After one last drink, I said to Marie "why don't you give him something to really stare at and drop our key card near his table, bend from the waist to pick it up". She didn't have to be asked twice, up she popped, took the key card out of her bag. She went well past the table, turned around to come back and dropped the card in front of the table. The man said to Marie "sorry I think you dropped something" . With that she turned back, thanked him and bent over and picked it up. Man, you should've seen him. He had his neck stretch, his eyes were huge as Marie boobs almost fell out of her dress. We finished and the 2 of us headed up to our room and Marie was super horny.‌ What a night.‌‌The next morning after breakfast Marie handed me her credit card, gave me her pin and said that she couldn't wait to see what I'd pick out for her. Little did she know what I had in mind for her outfit. I knew the size of most things but not her bra or shoe size. I took a look at one of her bras and then her shoe and headed off to go shopping. After a few pit stops....beers and a joint....my ideas of an outfit were getting wilder. I went from one shop to the next and before long I had everything I needed. A few more beers and back to the hotel. I put her outfit in my bag, left her credit card on the bedside table and headed down to the pool for most of the day, meeting up with Marie for lunch. She wanted to know what I got her but I wouldn't tell her. I said she'd have to wait until we get ready for the night. We wasted more time walking the city and taking in some sights and museums. We headed to the hotel to get ready to have dinner, then to a few bars. Marie took a shower and I put her outfit on the bed for her. After a bit I heard this shout, "you can't be serious" and came out of the bedroom with the outfit in her hands. I said " try it on before you judge it, sure didn't you say the same thing about last nights dress as well". She said ok and went back into the bedroom. 15 minutes later she comes out with the outfit on, giving out that I bought the wrong size bra, that I only got a B cup and not a C size..... OMG....I couldn't believe how she looked. She looked like the biggest slut around, prostitute-like. It was better than I ever thought. I told her that the bra must have been labeled wrong on the hanger, it definitely said that it was 32C. I got her one of those push-up bras...hello boys....that had a leopard print on it. The smaller cup bra not only pushed her tits up but also, they were spilling out of the bra. Her white blouse had its buttons ready to pop because of the extra size that the push-up bra was giving her boobs. I could see the leopard print quite easily through the blouse. She was also tugging at her skirt, which was a mini....I tried to get the shortest one I could see....and I also bought these vintage looking platform boots that came below her knees which made it look like her legs went on forever. I told her that she looked beautiful. I said that the outfit really showed off all her great parts and took away from the thing you don't like. I went over to her and undid a couple of her buttons....she almost had them buttoned to the top......which really exposed her cleavage but she said " no way" and went to button them up. I said let's compromise and only button one up and she reluctantly agreed. As we started out the door, I called her back. I said that she had really visible pantie lines, that I should have gotten a g-string so it wouldn't ruin the look. She was pulling and stretching and trying to smooth the non-existent pantie lines. I said " the only way out of it is to take off your panties so the lines don't show". I couldn't believe it, she actually fell for it, and took off her pantie and asked was this better. ‌‌We went for dinner and as we walked to the restaurant Marie was either pulling her skirt down or trying to pull her blouse together. I told her how hot she looked and that it's so different from what she usually had on. "Trust me" I said.‌ At the meal she had a lot more to drink than what she normally would. I noticed that she was really loosening up, getting a lot more confident with herself. We paid the bill and headed to a bar. I told Marie that I had no doubt that she could have the choice of the bar tonight and don't be afraid because, you have what they want, so use it. We went into the bar It wasn't as crowded as last night but still the place was buzzing. We made our way to 2 stools at the counter and placed our order. Half way through that drink, I could see a few guys checking Marie out. I thought to myself, why wouldn't they be looking at that super fit body in an outfit that was only half covering her. I told Marie what I saw and wanted to see who they were. I said to her "I bet you the very minute I go to the restroom someone will come to chat you up" , and off I went. When I came back out there was 2 guys up at the bar alongside of her, one at either side. I could see that she had another drink Infront of her, a cocktail, so she definitely scored a drink out of them. I left her with the 2 guys and I started to check out the girls from the 3 different hen partys that were at this place. An hour passed and I checked back with Marie and I see her, now sitting at the table, with with these 2 guys and their 3 friends. I could see a load of empty and full bottles of beer and also 1 full cocktail glass plus 2 empty ones. Between the drink she had at the restaurant and what she had here, I'd say that Marie was well on it. I see her getting up from the table and gave a little wobble but steadied herself before making her was to the restroom. I met her on the way back to the table to see if everything was ok. She gave me a huge kiss, thanking me. She said that she couldn't believe how an outfit would make such a difference. As she was telling me this, a song started to play and she screams, "this is my favorite song" and goes into the middle of the crowded floor and starts to dance. She is so into the song, dancing by herself, in the middle of all the roudiness, on the floor. Before the song got into the second verse, Marie starts to get a lot of attention. 2 of the guys who were after getting her the cocktails saw Marie dancing. Before long she's in the middle of them spinning with her hands up over her head. The spinning stops, and she grabs one of the guys around the shoulders, and starts to grind on his leg. She stops the grinding and starts to circle rhythmically to the music, her finger tips rubbing on the guys chest as she spins. One of the guys catches Marie from behind and gets a handful of her boobs. He then started to grind his bulge on her ass and Marie was helping him by gyrating her ass. The other one has his leg between Marie's and she's riding his thigh and has a hold of his dick through his pants. The 3 of them were having of fully clothed orgy. The music stopped and they kept the orgy going for a bit before they stopped. As they walked back to the table, I started to chuckle to myself, I could see a wet patch on the leg of the guy who had his leg between Marie's legs. She must have left, snail marks, from her juices from the humping she was giving his leg. I had another drink and them cought Marie's attention, telling her that I was heading off. She jumped up and came over to me and said that she was ready also, and just left the table of guys....to their disappointment.On our walk back to the hotel, Marie didn't stop talking about the great time she had at the bar. She didn't notice....or was it care....that her blouse had only 2 buttons tied. Marie's blouse was being kept open by her boobs, exposing her leopard print bra. Her tits looked squished and were, spilling out, of the, to small of a cup size bra. She was getting a lot of attention from guys passing us. We arrive back to the hotel where I was going to take her up to the room, but Marie had a different idea, she turned and went into the bar. She ordered herself a cocktail and me a beer and sat at a table. I noticed the couple from the night before were sitting at the table straight across from us and just like last night the man couldn't take his eyes off if Marie. His wife was sitting with her back to us but Marie was really giving him something to look at. Marie was kind of slowing down from all the drink she was after consuming. She said that she thought she might head up to the room when she finished the drink.Just before Marie finished, she got up to go to the restroom having a huge wobble this time as she tried to walk. She was using the chairs and a table to steady her self, which she did, and headed off. She was just about to inter the door of the lady's when she stopped to talk to someone who was out of my live of view. After a bit I could see a hand on Marie's ass as she was talking but I still couldn't see who it was. Then she dissapeared from my sight passing the door of the lady's ( the only other place down there is the men's room). 10 - 15 minutes passed when she finally comes back to the table. One of Marie's nipples were completely out of her bra, almost her hole boob was showing. I could see what I looked like globs of cum in her hair and on her blouse. It didn't take a genius to know what she was doing. The next thing I see the man from the other table, comming from the restroom along with another fellow and they both headed to the bar. I could see them laughing and every so often turn to look down at our table. Eventually they took their drinks and headed back in different directions to their tables. It was time for us to head up to the room, I helped Marie up and as I stood her out I could see a wet patch where she was sitting......man..... she was taken from both ends like a pig on a spit. We arrived at our room, Marie collapsed on the bed without saying a word.The next morning I asked her how she enjoyed her night and she was very patchy with what happened, so I filled in the things she couldn't remember.Since then a load of the nurses she works with aren't talking to her. She's now taking any dick she can, her workmates boyfriends and a couple of husbands. She's now the hospital... SLUT...‌‌‌

I've had years humiliating sexual experiences with women regarding my unimpressive size, performance, and bank account. Because of this I've fallen down the black hole that is internet porn. It started of with vanilla and lesbian porn. It progressed to group scenes and anal. Then inter-racial, femdom, and cuckold porn. I've now realized that I can't compete with a real man in any way. Since I have nothing to offer woman other than friendship, I've decided to lock up my little cock and train my body to accept penetration and eventually get pleasure from it. I'm still painfully attracted to women and find men disgusting outside of internet porn. I'm hoping long term chastity and dildo training will help me learn to crave cock and get over my revoltion to men in real life. I would be eternally grateful to any dominant female who's interested in this sort of thing and would help me realize my goal. Or maybe you have your own ideas for my reprogramming?

As it stands right now,,we hope to plan something for the month of June and/or July, either at Laura's, CVE, or Annabelle's in North Carolina . Let us know more about those theaters and bookstores around these areas. Are there gloryholes, are couples allow to set in any area or do they have to set in a couples area within the theaters? Is it dark enough to have some kind of privacy and is there areas that better allow for "SAFETY"? Please stay in touch. We'll keep you informed as to a date and time.

We (couple) have plans to go experience a theater and/or Adult Bookstore video booth GH in the near future. But, need to know a little more information about theaters and/or adult bookstore with GHs booth in the North Carolina area. Preferably some where between Gastonia and Charlton.
1. Which place is the most couple, female friendly??
Hours of operation?
Cost?
2. What kind of atmosphere can we expect to see?
Is it clean?
Is there seating in the booths? Is it comfortable seats?
Is it a friendly place, both ownership, management, and
clientele?
3. Is there a theater, video booths, both single and group?
Do they have glory holes?
4. When is the best day, time to see the most clientele
there?
5. Are there other couples, females, straight males there?
6. Has it ever been busted by the law? If so, how often?
This and other questions will needed to be answer "IF" there is
enough interest within this group, as well as, activity. !

The reason for asking all these questions at once, is to know and understand the type of business we'd be walking into and what to expect. We prefer to travel out of state for discretionary reasons. Having as much information about a adult theater and/or bookstore would help save on gas and/or wasted time.
The number one priority is the comfort of the seating. Due to lower back problems. Hardwood, plastic, or metal seating would be out of the question.
Knowing the type of regular clientele to expect, is helpful as well. We prefer that if and when anything happens (sexually) we can expect a little control. We couldn't handle anything like a rough gang-bang. We prefer a one or maybe two at any one time.
Knowing first hand if the business is under the watchful eye of the law is a must. We can't think of anything worst to ruin a evening. LOL

The reason we enjoy theater and gloryhole, is the real spontaneous meetings. If you pre-set up your meetings,,what's the point? Your looking at the newest form of swinging. Maybe not new to a few, but it's growing in popularity. It's spontaneous, cheap, doesn't require an invite and you don't have to be part of a little inter circle that seems to be the norm at clubs which requires you to attend on a regular bases. These economical times, don't always leave us with the ability to pre-plan. WE STILL STRESS THE USE OF CONDOMS WHEN ENGAGING IN SEX AT THESE ESTABLISHMENTS!

Information may get you a personal invite.

I'm sure most of us are familiar with the expert way the lovely Klixen handles a penis. Are there any ladies out there on the inter webs who specialize in handling a cock like her?

Hi,I'm just your average lady. BUT I like underage animal porn, with a side of scat mixed with dungeon porn. I truly live for inter-species beastie, where a puppy fucks a kitten, while the adult dog and cat shits on them both, while they are tied up and being whipped by the chimpanzee, who is smoking a cigarette and wearing a tutu. It's the only thing that can make me wet anymore. That, and big black rottweiler cock in the kittens mouth.

Any thoughts?

I swear this post is true, not like every other post on here.

The best type of women is a nasty, depraved, incestiousanal licking bi, slut that feels her willingness do ass to mouth with an old homeless man makes her a better person for do it. She sees it as a community service. She feels pride when she gets to have an exsperance that a uote unquote upstanding women would be washed witth crippling shame at the thought of taking part in an activity like this. Most any upstanding bitch would try to slut shame any women she knew of that would do anything even close to this. Then out of the women who would fuck a stranger reather out of horneyness or because the stranger hasn't had pussy for decades and they feel sorry for the stranger they would suffer shame and a lose of selfasteam. Then most would slut shame anyone they knew to be slutty in a hypocritical attempt to distinguish thier own inter slut. These woman usaly if not always suffer through thier life. Depression suicidla thoughts and other mental disorders. Then some turn to thier God and start attending church. That only adds to thier suffering in thier life most of the time well at least it has for every self hating slut I've known. I don't look down on the normal upstanding women near as much as I do the self loathing sluts. Hell a whore gets more respect from me. So what I am saying it is the slut witch is both a goddess and a worthless piece of trash in my eyes, all depending on her views about sex and how open minded they are.

Me and my wife started swinging few years back. It didnt happen over night, but we somehow got to this point.

Little back story - we are together since high school, married young, and now we are in our early 40s. She was petite, and I am very tall, but over the years she gained weight, and lost a lots of her charm, but I love her, and still find her very beautiful, even though she objectively isnt.

We learned sex together, trying out all sorts of things, which made us trust each other in the explorations of finding new sexual adventures, so the idea of swinging came up, gradually. She found out, through gossip, that one of her co workers (male), did swing with his wife, and that got us to talk about it, laughing at first, but then, through time, came close to that idea.

So we found this small "club", and went to one of the parties, wanting to just observe for starters. And we did, and it was scary, a bit over the top for the both of us, and we spent the night at the bar, where we met this other couple, in the same predicament. Talked all night, got a little drunk, and agreed to meet up, separately, just for the company, since the swinging thing seemed not to be for us.

We didnt call them, I guess they hesitated too, but after some time, she called my wife, and we decided to meet up. Had dinner, at a restaurant, the subject came up, and we kind a all agreed that this thing might be interesting, if neither of us pushes it too far.

It was a journey. We started with being comfortable naked around each other. After some time, we were having sex, each with our own wife, while we were in the same bed. After that, it was just a question when will it happen.

The suspense, the excitement!!!! I was pretty reserved that this thing might work, but the fact that his wife is hotter than mine, this slim, fit body, made me want her so bad. And the sex we had (me and my wife), after those nights with them, was amazing.

I guess we were all a bit scared of each others reactions, and feelings, even our own, that this took a lots of time.

First inter couple contact was in a form of a mutual masturbation. Dear god, it felt surreal. After that,came oral. We would lick each others wifes, and then go back and fuck our own. Then we evolved with getting a bj to completion from each others wifes. And finally, the sex, a true wife swapping, on their king size bed, next to each other.

We started from seeing each other once a month, to twice a month, to every weekend. We became friends, and developed a kind of trust, I honestly thought isnt possible, and I even think that all this made our marriage better - I dont feel bad, neither does she, and our sex life is insane.

Last weekend, we even did anal. It was.... perfect.

The only thing is, that I am now afraid, that sooner or later, this has to end, and that we will never find someone so compatible with us. What will happen after that?

looking for hang out couple movies, light drinking no drugs we are inter racial f48 m44 no pressure just what feels ok

She is an amazing example of why inter racial relationships are a good thing