u/ElectronicFun48

Although this is a scenario I'd like to roleplay with someone I'm happy to adjust aspects of it if you like the idea of it being a little different in some way.

During the time you were living with my neighbour we got to know each other as we bumped into each other a lot in the corridor of the apartment block. You also got to hear through the walls if I brought a girl home and you had to admit it sounded like my hook-ups were enjoying themselves.

It wasn't too tricky for you to notice that I was jealous of your guy being with you. The way I would often flirt with you when he wasn't around made it pretty obvious. However, this month, you discovered he had cheated on you multiple times and you left him last week after an argument that the entire block could overhear, where you called him a disloyal little shit and told him he should go fuck that tart of his because he's never getting any more from you.

When you go back to pick up some possessions you discover he has a girl with him in the flat the two of you used to share. His behaviour leaves you in an angry and emotional state and you come to my door "to talk things through". I open a bottle of wine as we talk and we end up getting drunk together. I spot my chance to finally hook up with you and, knowing the walls are thin, you see your opportunity to make your ex jealous. By the time the evening is over we've both made a mess of my apartment and each other as we fuck hard in multiple positions and multiple rooms of the flat.

I'm looking for someone to give me something to look forward to when my phone notifications go off. Someone with good conversation, a great sense of humour, and a filthy mind who can have thrilling chats with me while my wife's sat watching TV upstairs.

I'm a guy stuck in the dad life \~ the constant cycle of obligations, work, and chores. I'm calm and laid back, curious about life and looking for someone similar with energy they can put into interesting conversations, fun chats and maybe into meeting up if it feels right. I'm not looking to change your situation or my own so being discrete and having fun is the key.

If you value intelligent conversation then I'm sure we'll get on. You're much more likely to find me in a pub than a club and I enjoy getting to understand and appreciate others. I'm White British but you don't have to be. I'm open to every background and heritage so please don't be shy.

Lying in your bed and looking back on the events of last night you feel a mixture of emotions. You feel incredibly guilty that you let yourself end up with a guy in his 20s who is half your age, let alone that he is the grown-up son of one of your closest friends. You know you wouldn't have done what you did had you not had so much to drink but, at the same time, you have to admit, you're really glad you did. Some of the things he did to you, well, you haven't experienced anything like that since before you were married and, dammit, he was confident and made you feel wanted in so many ways.

When you recall how you pulled his thick cock from his pants and gave him your first blowjob in years you find yourself blushing slightly but also grinning to yourself. You thought the days of being left breathless on your back after an intense pounding were behind you but what happened last night has made you realise they're most definitely not.

God knows that, lovely though he is, hubby lost interest in you sexually a long time ago. While it can take him a long time to get going this stud was standing to attention for you from the moment you got him alone. Taking a dicking down from this handsome, energetic, and hung guy in his 20s left your whole body shaking with pleasure.

As you close your eyes and recall all the hot things you told me to do to you last night, and how enthusiastic I was, you wonder to yourself whether it would be all that bad if you made it happen again. You reach for your phone to send me a text.

Lying in your bed and looking back on the events of last night you feel a mixture of emotions. You feel incredibly guilty that you let yourself end up with a guy in his 20s who is half your age, let alone that he is the grown-up son of one of your closest friends. You know you wouldn't have done what you did had you not had so much to drink but, at the same time, you have to admit, you're really glad you did. Some of the things he did to you, well, you haven't experienced anything like that since before you were married and, dammit, he was confident and made you feel wanted in so many ways.

When you recall how you pulled his thick cock from his pants and gave him your first blowjob in years you find yourself blushing slightly but also grinning to yourself. You thought the days of being left breathless on your back after an intense pounding were behind you but what happened last night has made you realise they're most definitely not.

God knows that, lovely though he is, hubby lost interest in you sexually a long time ago. While it can take him a long time to get going this stud was standing to attention for you from the moment you got him alone. Taking a dicking down from this handsome, energetic, and hung guy in his 20s left your whole body shaking with pleasure.

As you close your eyes and recall all the hot things you told me to do to you last night, and how enthusiastic I was, you wonder to yourself whether it would be all that bad if you made it happen again. You reach for your phone to send me a text.

I'm looking for someone to give me something to look forward to when my phone notifications go off. Someone with good conversation, a great sense of humour, and a filthy mind who can have thrilling chats with me while my wife's sat watching TV upstairs.

I'm a guy stuck in the dad life ~ the constant cycle of obligations, work, and chores. I'm calm and laid back, curious about life and looking for someone similar with energy they can put into interesting conversations, fun chats and maybe into meeting up if it feels right. I'm not looking to change your situation or my own so being discrete and having fun is the key.

If you value intelligent conversation then I'm sure we'll get on. You're much more likely to find me in a pub than a club and I enjoy getting to understand and appreciate others. I'm White British but you don't have to be. I'm open to every background and heritage so please don't be shy.

I'm looking for someone to give me something to look forward to when my phone notifications go off. Someone with good conversation, a great sense of humour, and a filthy mind who can entertain me while my wife's sat watching TV again.

I'm a guy stuck in the dad life. The constant cycle of obligations, work, and chores. I'm calm and laid back, curious about life and looking for someone similar with energy they can put into interesting conversations, fun chats and eventually into meeting up. I'm not looking to change your situation or my own so being discrete and having fun is the key.

If you value intelligent conversation then I'm sure we'll get on. You're much more likely to find me in a pub than a club and I enjoy getting to understand and appreciate others. I'm White British but you don't have to be. I'm open to every background and heritage so please don't be shy.

I've not done this before so I'm looking for someone who's eager to introduce me to a fun experience and to have a casual meet up during the day. I'm 5' 8", bit of a dad bod, short hair, beard more on the stubbly side, and married (hence the need to be discrete). We'd chat a little just to check there's chemistry then meet up in the daytime or early evening as I can be more flexible then.

My wife and I became part of your friend circle, after we all met each other through our local church. Being a single mum you sometimes wished you had a guy around to help you out because it wasn't easy on your own. But, on the other hand, there were considerable upsides. Not many of your married friends seemed to have much of a sex life anymore. At least the odd weekends where your parents helped with caring duties allowed you to enjoy dating guys and occasionally taking them home for some fun when you wanted to. From conversations with my wife, you know she's lost interest in the physical side of our marriage.

While my wife runs bible study groups after the morning service we've hung out for coffee together and it's clear there's an attraction growing between us. Knowing I would never act on these feelings, you decide to take matters into your own hands and invite me back to your place one Sunday morning with the intention of giving me what my wife doesn't….

Your new neighbor has become a good friend. It's not just your shared interests, though, as her marriage seems to have become boring in much the same way yours has. You've shared your dismay at this with each other over the odd glass or two (or three) of wine. The problem is your husband, lovely though he is, lost interest in you sexually a long time ago. As a result, you've found yourself daydreaming about the casual experiences you had at university and fantasising about reliving them again. A woman has needs and yours just aren't being met.

You wouldn't admit it to anyone but you've also found yourself visiting this neighbour's house at the times that I come to visit. I've often complimented you on your dress sense and your looks and you can't deny it's flattering. A few days ago a casual touch of your arm that happened between us set your skin tingling and your mind racing with images of what you'd like to do with me. Even though your mind tells you not to feel this way, your body is telling you something very different.

Now, at your neighbour's birthday party, with your husband away on business, both you and her son are getting increasingly drunk together, and you wonder what it would be like to act on your feelings to make your fantasies a reality.

Your new neighbour has quickly become a close friend. It's not just that you share common interests, though, it's that her marriage seems to have become boring in much the same way yours has and you've shared your dismay at this with each other over the odd glass or two (or three) of wine. The problem is your husband, lovely though he is, lost interest in you sexually a long time ago. A woman has needs and yours just aren't being met.

You wouldn't admit it to anyone but you've also found yourself visiting this neighbour's house more often at the times her 23-year-old son is visiting. His mum has said it's lovely how well mannered he is but you've caught him checking you out a couple of times when she's not around and you suspect he's not as sweet and innocent as she thinks he is. When he smiles at you it sets off powerful feelings you don't want to admit. A few days ago he casually touched your arm and it set your skin tingling and your mind racing with images of what you'd like to do to him. Even though your mind tells you not to feel this way, your body is telling you something very different.

You ask your friend if you can borrow her son to do some physical work for you in your yard and it turns out he’s more than happy to help you out. When he arrives at your home you make every effort to seduce him and it's not long before you have him naked underneath you on your bed. You tell him what you want and he's happy to give it to you. He enthusiastically explores your body until you both climax noisily and passionately leaving you quivering, satisfied, and needing more.

Lying in your bed and looking back on the events of last night you feel a mixture of emotions. You feel incredibly guilty that you let yourself end up with a guy in his 20s who is half your age, let alone that he is the grown-up son of one of your closest friends. You know you wouldn't have done what you did had you not had so much to drink but, at the same time, you have to admit, you're really glad you did. Some of the things he did to you, well, you haven't experienced anything like that since before you were married and, dammit, he was confident and made you feel wanted in so many ways.

When you recall how you pulled his thick cock from his pants and gave him your first blowjob in years you find yourself blushing slightly but also grinning to yourself. You thought the days of being left breathless on your back after an intense pounding were behind you but what happened last night has made you realise they're most definitely not.

God knows that, lovely though he is, hubby lost interest in you sexually a long time ago. While it can take him a long time to get going this stud was standing to attention for you from the moment you got him alone. Taking a dicking down from this handsome, energetic, and hung guy in his 20s left your whole body shaking with pleasure.

As you close your eyes and recall all the hot things you told me to do to you last night, and how enthusiastic I was, you wonder to yourself whether it would be all that bad if you made it happen again. You reach for your phone to send me a text.

Your new neighbour has quickly become a close friend. It's not just that you share common interests, though, it's that her marriage seems to have become boring in much the same way yours has and you've shared your dismay at this with each other over the odd glass or two (or three) of wine. The problem is your husband, lovely though he is, lost interest in you sexually a long time ago. A woman has needs and yours just aren't being met.

You wouldn't admit it to anyone but you've also found yourself visiting this neighbour's house more often at the times her 23-year-old son is visiting. His mum has said it's lovely how well mannered he is but you've caught him checking you out a couple of times when she's not around and you suspect he's not as sweet and innocent as she thinks he is. When he smiles at you it sets off powerful feelings you don't want to admit. A few days ago he casually touched your arm and it set your skin tingling and your mind racing with images of what you'd like to do to him. Even though your mind tells you not to feel this way, your body is telling you something very different.

You ask your friend if you can borrow her son to do some physical work for you in your yard and it turns out he’s more than happy to help you out. When he arrives at your home you make every effort to seduce him and before too long you've got him naked in your bed. You tell him what you want and he's happy to give it to you. He pounds you hard and enthusiastically explores your body until you both climax noisily and passionately leaving you quivering, satisfied, and longing for more.

I'm looking for someone to give me something to look forward to when my phone notifications go off. Someone with good conversation, a great sense of humour, and a filthy mind who can have thrilling chats with me while my wife's sat watching TV upstairs.

I'm a guy stuck in the dad life. The constant cycle of obligations, work, and chores. I'm calm and laid back, curious about life and looking for someone similar with energy they can put into interesting conversations, fun chats and maybe into meeting up if it feels right. I'm not looking to change your situation or my own so being discrete and having fun is the key.

If you value intelligent conversation then I'm sure we'll get on. You're much more likely to find me in a pub than a club and I enjoy getting to understand and appreciate others. I'm White British but you don't have to be. I'm open to every background and heritage so please don't be shy.

Lying in your bed and looking back on the events of last night you feel a mixture of emotions. You feel incredibly guilty that you let yourself end up with a guy in his 20s who is half your age, let alone that he is the grown-up son of one of your closest friends. You know you wouldn't have done what you did had you not had so much to drink but, at the same time, you have to admit, you're really glad you did. Some of the things he did to you, well, you haven't experienced anything like that since before you were married and, dammit, he was confident and made you feel wanted in so many ways.

When you recall how you pulled his thick cock from his pants and gave him your first blowjob in years you find yourself blushing slightly but also grinning to yourself. You thought the days of being left breathless on your back after an intense pounding were behind you but what happened last night has made you realise they're most definitely not.

God knows that, lovely though he is, hubby lost interest in you sexually a long time ago. While it can take him a long time to get going this stud was standing to attention for you from the moment you got him alone. Taking a dicking down from this handsome, energetic, and hung guy in his 20s left your whole body shaking with pleasure.

As you close your eyes and recall all the hot things you told me to do to you last night, and how enthusiastic I was, you wonder to yourself whether it would be all that bad if you made it happen again. You reach for your phone to send me a text.

During the time you were living next door with your boyfriend we got to know each other when we bumped into each other in the corridor of our apartment block. You also got to hear through the walls if I brought a woman home, and it sounded like they were having fun. It wasn't difficult for you to see that I was attracted to you either. The way I flirted with you when your guy wasn't around made that obvious.

Last week you found out that he had cheated on you so you left him after an argument where you told him he was a disloyal little shit and he should go fuck that tart of his because he's never going to get any from you again.

When you go back to pick up some belongings you find out he has a woman with him in the flat the two of you used to share. In an angry and emotional state and you come to my door "to talk things through". I open a bottle of wine as we talk and we end up getting drunk together. I spot my chance to finally hook up with you and, knowing the walls are thin, you see your opportunity to make your ex jealous. By the time the evening is over we've both made a mess of my apartment and each other as we fuck hard in multiple positions and multiple rooms of the flat.

Lying in your bed and looking back on the events of last night you feel a mixture of emotions. You feel incredibly guilty that you let yourself end up with a guy in his 20s who is half your age, let alone that he is the grown-up son of one of your closest friends. You know you wouldn't have done what you did had you not had so much to drink but, at the same time, you have to admit, you're really glad you did. Some of the things he did to you, well, you haven't experienced anything like that since before you were married and, dammit, he was confident and made you feel wanted in so many ways.

When you recall how you pulled his thick cock from his pants and gave him your first blowjob in years you find yourself blushing slightly but also grinning to yourself. You thought the days of being left breathless on your back after an intense pounding were behind you but what happened last night has made you realise they're most definitely not.

God knows that, lovely though he is, hubby lost interest in you sexually a long time ago. While it can take him a long time to get going this stud was standing to attention for you from the moment you got him alone. Taking a dicking down from this handsome, energetic, and hung guy in his 20s left your whole body shaking with pleasure.

As you close your eyes and recall all the hot things you told me to do to you last night, and how enthusiastic I was, you wonder to yourself whether it would be all that bad if you made it happen again. You reach for your phone to send me a text.

Lying in your bed and looking back on the events of last night you feel a mixture of emotions. On the one hand, you feel incredibly guilty that you let yourself end up with a guy so much younger than you, let alone that he was the grown-up son of one of your closest friends. You know you wouldn't have done what you did had you not had so much to drink but, at the same time, you have to admit, you're really glad you did. Some of the things he did to you, well, you haven't experienced anything like that since before you were married and, dammit, he was confident and really knew what he was doing. When you recall how you pulled his thick cock from his pants and gave him your first blowjob in years you find yourself blushing slightly but also grinning to yourself. You thought the days of being left breathless on your back after an intense pounding were behind you but what happened last night has made you realise they're most definitely not.

God knows that, lovely though he is, hubby lost interest in you sexually a long time ago. While it can take him a long time to get going this young stud was standing to attention for you from the moment you got him alone. Getting a dicking down from this handsome, energetic, and hung guy in his 20s left your whole body shaking with pleasure.

As you close your eyes and recall all the hot things you told me to do to you last night, and how enthusiastic I was in doing them to you, you vow to yourself that you're going make it all happen again. You reach for your phone to send me a text.

I met your older brother at university a few years back and we've been solid friends ever since. I once made the mistake, when I was drunk, of telling him I thought you were cute and he made his disapproval of it clear. He's very protective of you which you find deeply irritating and I know he'd never forgive me if anything happened between us.

However, you've noticed the way I look at you sometimes and how I get unusually awkward when you're around and its obvious I'm attracted to you. For the last few months you've had fun flirting with me in a low key way in front of your brother. You've also enjoyed the sense of thrill and power you get by walking through the house, fresh out of the shower, your hair wet, and water glistening on your skin, with nothing but a towel on, while I'm around.

It's a hot day so I've come over to hang out in the pool with your brother and drink a few beers. Your plans for going out with your friends have fallen through and you're wanting to enjoy yourself. You decide it's time to have some fun teasing me, and winding up your brother, by joining us in the pool. When your brother has to go out suddenly, leaving us alone together, you step up your flirting to the next level, and tell me that you want us to fool around together. Despite my best attempts to do the right thing by your brother I'm not capable of resisting you. You lead me by the hand to your bedroom where we spend an afternoon fucking each other energetically, noisily, and passionately in various positions until we're exhausted, satisfied, and breathless.

Everyone in this is 18+

When you first met your best friend's brother you thought he was cute but it seemed he didn't even realise it.  He never seems to have much luck with women because he never has the courage to make the first move. Of course, your mate Jenni would never speak to you again if you so much as kissed him so you tried to push the idea away. 

However, after a few nights out partying with Jenni, where you stayed over at hers, you've started to talk to him and the attraction has grown. You started to wonder if it would really be that bad if you and him hooked up after all. The guys you've been with have been fun but they haven't delivered what you needed so it's not like there's anything to lose. He's always been so sweet towards you and it kind of appeals to you to be the one that corrupts him and leads him astray, giving him his first proper experience with a woman. The thought of seducing him starts to occupy your mind more and more.

When you go out to a bar with Jenni and she gets hopelessly drunk before passing out on the sofa you decide to explore your ideas and knock on her brother's bedroom door to see what fun you can have together. You come on to him and encourage him to try things out with you. He soon loses his reserve you both realise the fun you could have. You tell him exactly how you want to be fucked and he's a quick learner. Soon he is satisfying you in ways no one else has been able to and you're moaning and breathless in his bed as you let him give you the dicking down you've always needed.