Free Use Resort – CHAPTER 3 [Str8] [M/F]

I felt a smile creep onto my face as I looked at her, “You’re a naughty little vixen aren’t you?”

“I can be, that is, if that is what you want.”

A primal urge came over me and I crossed the room to her. I kissed her hard on the lip with one hand on the back of her head pushing her lips against mine while my other drifted down her back to her ass. I squeezed her ass cheek then pulled hard on it, spreading her open under the dress. As our tongues found each other’s as I felt her’s flick across mine. I let go of her ass and gave it a good slap, the sound of it echoed through the silent room only to be followed by Leslie’s moan.

I rubbed the spot on her ass where I spanked her and grabbed a handful of her dark hair using it to pull her from my lips. “My cock needs sucked. Get on your knees.”

Free Use Resort – Chapter 1 [Exh] [NC] [M/F] [Swing]

CHAPTER 1

I stubble on to this by accident. I was looking for places for my wife and I to go for our vacation. I ran across an ad for an all inclusive resort that was almost half the price of the other ones. I clicked the link, the pictures were amazing. Beautiful beach, amazing rooms. Food that looked like five star dining. A long list of free activities. Every page said it was free use.

Leslie and I visited the idea of going to a clothing optional resort the last three winters but chickened out and booked somewhere else instead. I didn’t think she would have a problem with me suggesting this as an option.

“So what do you think?” I asked as she looked at the online brochure.

“I don’t see anything wrong with it. You read the reviews?”

“There was only a couple that didn’t give them five stars. Those seemed to be nitpicking. Some small things. Everyone raved about how they loved the free use.”

“What does that mean?”

“I think they are talking about the little sailboats and stuff like that. Snorkeling probably.” She clicked to a page of pictures showing different areas of the resort.

Where’s The Meat-Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1 – Emily

“I’ve got a new fan,” Emily said, hearing her husband walk into the kitchen behind her. I’ll give him a little extra wiggle while I do this. She knew he was watching her ass as she grated the cheese.

She’s got over three hundred thousand followers, why is she telling me about a new one? “Oh?” Bran said, unimpressed.

I wonder if he’s still watching? Emily thought when she finished grating mozzarella.

Emily spread the grated cheese over the top of the Keto Lasagna, “Well he isn’t really new. He’s been making comments for a while, he sent me an email last night. I saw it this morning after you went to work. He said he liked my pink sundress.”

“I love that dress on you. It shows a lot of cleavage,” Bran said.

Bran loves anything I wear that shows my tits and ass, she thought. “Yeah, it does show off my boobs, that’s why I’ve never posed in it for my blog. Stop staring at my ass and open the oven please.”

“I wasn’t staring at it,” he said, moving his eyes away from it as he walked to the oven and opened it.

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 5 [cuckold] [bisexual] [BDSM]

CHAPTER 5

The next morning I was up and showered before Kim called at seven. My ass was sore and I wasn’t sure which was harder for me to believe, that Kim made a lesbian suck me off or that I let one tear up my ass with a strapon.

Kim told me after I left last night she made Becky edge herself three more times before she was allowed to cum and when she did let her, she made Becky hold the vibrator on her clit for several minutes after. She lost count of how many orgasms Becky had, but said for her it was either seven or eight because one lasted so long it could have been two running together.

I told her about Becky being so worked up in the bar last night that she could’ve made her masterbate right there on the barstool if she’d called and told her to cum. I got a little worried when she told me she was going to edge herself a couple of times today and that I better be ready for some sex when I got home. Our visit was brief as she needed to get the kids around and I still needed to pack and get dressed.

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 4 [cuckold] [bisexual] [consensual]

CHAPTER 4

Disclaimer: sexually explicit, bisexual, cuckold, light BDSM.

I woke up naked with a hand on my dick. With the blackout curtains closed in my room it was hard to tell what time it was so I took my hand off my cock, rolled over to look at the clock. After waiting for my eyes to focus I could see that the conference was about to start as the time was edging up on the eight-thirty mark. My tongue felt like something was growing on it and I was sure my breath could stop a charging water buffalo.

I made my way to the bathroom and pissed then brushed my teeth while I searched the room for my phone. It was sitting on the desk next to the charger, unplugged and dead. That would explain why my alarm didn’t go off and why I hadn’t heard a call from Kim, I thought, plugging my phone into the charger.

I laid back down, thinking about last night and all the things that my wife might have made her little sub do and how my wife might have got off while with her little sub as I started stroking myself. I got up to find the pants that I wore last night to see if I could smell Becky’s cum on them.

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 3 [cuckold] [bisexual]

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 3 [cuckold] [bisexual]

CHAPTER 3

Disclaimer: Sexual content, including bisexual and light BDSM. Copywrite Justthesun.

The next day I created a DropBox account and uploaded all the pictures from the night before then deleted them off my phone. It was a tough job keeping myself from stroking my cock while moving the pictures and looking at them. Until I moved them off my phone I didn’t realize just how many pictures I took last night, one hundred and seventeen. Some didn’t turn out very well, blurry or bad angle, that sort of thing, but all and all I was pretty proud of my work. She looked amazing in all of them.

It was Thursday and for the next few days we stayed busy without any time to have for ourselves. Between after school events, the kids’ social life and my family and Kim’s there just wasn’t any “us” time.

Tuesday came before I knew it and it had been a week since I’d last talked to Rick, he never responded to the last message Kim sent. I was having a slow morning at work with little planned for the afternoon so I thought I’d give him a call.

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 2 [cuckold] [bisexual]

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 2

Disclaimer: Sexual content, including bisexual and light BDSM. Copywrite Justthesun.

CHAPTER 2

I woke up to the sound of the alarm on my phone going off, but sounding as though it was far away. I opened one eye enough to see a little sunlight streaming in through a slit in the curtains and reached over to the nightstand to turn off the alarm. My hand fumbled on the nightstand not finding it, a feeling of panic came over me as I swept my hand across the top of the nightstand then sat up. The phone wasn’t there but I could see the clock and it was well past seven in the morning, I was almost an hour late waking up.

I jumped out of bed searching for my phone as I listened for the alarm going off to try to find it, “Kim, wake up. Kim,” she opened her eyes just a smidge and yawned looking in my direction.

“Good morning babe. What are you doing,” she asked watching me, nude, dancing around flinging covers.

“We’re late and I can’t find my phone,” I said, causing her to sit straight up in bed as though her pillow had just shocked her.

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 1 [consensual] [cuckold] [bisexual]

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 1

Disclaimer: Sexual content, including bisexual situations and light BDSM. Copywrite, S. D. Young

CHAPTER 1

I have a secret. Something I did before I met my wife. Something sexual. Something I haven’t shared with her nor do I ever plan to share.

“Hi babe,” I said, answering my cell phone while sitting at my desk.

“I have a question, something I’ve been wondering about all day.”

“What?” I asked, somewhat distracted by an email I just received from my boss.

“You mentioned Rick last night during sex, is he bisexual?”

Now she had my full attention, “I’m not sure but I always got a vibe off him that he might be, why?”

“I don’t know, just curious I guess.”

“Just curious or are you still thinking about our dirty talk last night, me telling you I wanted him to taste you on my dick,” I said in a low voice while staring out the door of my office.

“I played with myself this morning thinking about it after I dropped off the kids at school. Does that answer your question?”