Return to Work (F/Lactation)

Ever since returning to work, my life’s been a mess. My pregnancy wasn’t bad, especially because I was expecting everything to go wrong, probably because my family, friends, and doctor couldn’t seem to stop telling me how old I was, how brave I was, or my favorite, that it was a geriatric pregnancy. Quite the contrary, my pregnancy was relatively easy; only occasional morning sickness, no bed rest, and an increased sex drive, that thankfully my husband returned enthusiastically. My milk came in about a month before birth, and we both enjoyed the ways it impacted my body, with my boobs growing 2 cup sizes and the way they would leak when I got turned on was a visual confirmation of how frequently horny I was, and a signal for my husband I was ready to fool around. 

Unfortunately, as easy as my pregnancy was, the post partum was as difficult. My body took much longer to recover than my first pregnancy, and the doctor recommended no sex, at first for a month, later extended for 2 more months. Giving blowjobs are great, most who’ve received one from me would say they’re my specialty, but they usually are followed by something that gave me my release. Selfishly, I wanted to get off, and satisfying my husband without getting myself taken care of was getting more and more frustrating. 

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“Do you want to use that vibrator again tonight?” my husband asked, trying not to seem too excited.

“Sure, but this time we have sex first and use it after. I get why she said it was too intense.”

“What? Who said it was too intense? Where did you get it from, one of your friends from work?”

“Yes,” I justified my response, since technically my friend from work did give me the vibrator, and I chose not to say who said it was too intense and my husband didn’t realize they were two separate people.

“Ok, let’s do a strip tease with a quick fuck finish, have some dinner, then use your new toy for dessert.”

I agreed, and began plotting my moves, hoping to add some extra spice to tonight’s session. After my husband left for work, I laid out my outfit on the bed, which included a plug and a harness with another one of our smaller dildos. Being careful not to get my clothes in the picture and ruin the surprise, I took a picture of the the plug and dildo, sent it to my husband, and told him I’d be wearing both all day to make sure I was properly excited for tonight, and I wanted him to record our session before dinner. He said good choice with the strap on, and wished me luck at work hoping no-one would notice my ‘cock’, and that he couldn’t wait for my strip tease.

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After watching the video, my husband returned to reddit and scanned comments on my recent posts. I sat next to him, finding myself in a similar haze as my fan. I was turned on having watched someone cum for me, using something I sent them to send them over the edge. But part of me was disappointed, expecting more, unsure what exactly was lacking. I reflected on my fantasy and concluded that after dozens (probably hundreds) of tributes, my standards were higher. Whenever I posted in the tribute sub, it was regularly in the Hot posts, and average 10-15 people sharing videos of them masturbating to me, often cumming right on me. These tributes were varied, some from older fat men, but most from younger guys, well hung, who sprayed their phones, computers, and tablets with cum, sometimes until it completely covered their screens, and my image was obscured by their affection for me. I had people that would tribute every time I posted, sometimes several times for the same video, occasionally sending me private tributes that were even longer, even dirtier than they were comfortable sharing on Reddit.

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We mailed out our package, and waited anxiously to see when it was delivered. In the interim, we edited and pictures and clipped the videos into segments. My husband wrote a note to my fan, explaining which order to open the files and telling him to enjoy smelling and tasting my pussy, and to send a video with his head buried in my thong while cumming to my video if possible. While numerous guys have cum to me and my posts, this would be the first one to do so with my underwear in their possession. That thought turned both of us on; we had already had sex while watching the clips we had made for him, and the thrill made my husband cum quicker than normal, and me moan louder than usual.

Our package showed delivered on a Tuesday, and we didn’t hear anything for several days. Disappointed we didn’t even get a thank you, we were still happy we went through the process, as it brought us closer together and allowed us to fantasize together about including someone else directly in our sex life, which is something we talked about even before we started posting on reddit, but has increased ever since. After 5 days, we stopped checking messages several times a day, resigned to the fact our fan was either shy or selfish, and didn’t want to participate further now that he received his prize.

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Our marriage is solid, and our sex life is phenomenal; I enjoy being submissive to my husband as he challenges me and my boundaries. During Covid, we began sharing some of our adventures with others via Reddit, mostly pics and a few clips here and there, and I was shocked how much it turned me on to read, and especially to see, how many people enjoyed my posts.

After months of posting, and several requests, we agreed to send a pair of underwear to a ‘fan’. The fan had several requests, none of which I was expecting, as this was something I had never heard of before. Thrilled to have a new person to focus our attention on, we attempted to make this special, both for us, and for him.

He had asked for a specific brand, and that I wear them for at least 24 hours to get my smell strong enough that it would last. He wanted me to cum in them, and then immediately vacuum seal them in a bag. He also wanted me to use a dildo on myself, so he could lick my juices, and then use it on his wife, knowing it had been in me. He wanted my scent to be strong as he jerked off to me.

Challenge Accepted [F/M]

My husband and I have an ongoing game where he challenges/dares me to do things, which is becoming problematic as each new time comes with the pressure of topping the last one. I rarely get a chance to return the favor, but relish the opportunity to continously shock my husband by how far I’m willing to go for him (and secretly enjoy his punishment in the infrequent times I chicken out).

Our friends down the street were having a birthday party for their daughter, and we received an invite weeks ago to attend with our child. It was a themed party, with all the kids encouraged to dress up as princes and princesses.

[MF] BDSM Reddit post leads to night of memorable sex with wife

I was scrolling Reddit’s NSFW subs, when I happened upon a BDSM post where the user had a restraint I had never seen before (neck restraint with hand cuffs behind the back. I messaged user, who provided an Amazon link, and without prompting, followed up with a gif in the restraint, with a strap on swinging between her legs. I ordered item from Amazon and showed the restraint to my wife, and she said we could use the handcuff portion, but not the neck collar. I tied her hands together and we fooled around for a couple minutes. I left her hands loose, as she gets worried if she can’t escape, and I was hoping she would use her hands on me if her mind wasn’t focused on her inability to escape.

We fooled around for a while, with me massaging her body for 10-15 minutes. I’d rub the arches on her feet, followed by deep tissue massage on her calves. I moved to her thighs, focusing on one thigh, working both thumbs from behind her knee to just below her ass cheeks. As I used my fingers to grip her powerful legs, I would slowly make my way closer and closer to her pussy, eliciting moans as I took my time. I switched legs and repeated the process, and by the time my fingers grazed her panties, I sensed her heat and felt her wetness. She began to contort her body, trying to increase the contact on her still covered center.