Author: missymomomom

[F] The Forbidden Sex Life of a Mormon Housewife – Part 1: Self-Discovery

Dear Reader, you should be ashamed of yourself. I know I am.

You see, I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Many know us as “Mormons,” due to the book we consider companion scripture to the Bible—The Book of Mormon.

No doubt some of you have seen The Book of Mormon Musical. Some of you may have read or heard strange rumors of my faith. Most of it is probably hogwash—though some of it may be true.

I once had a man ask if I grew my hair a certain way to hide my horns. That is, after all, what his preacher had told him about Mormons, and Jesus wouldn’t lie to his preacher.

As a member of “the Church” we are taught to obey certain tenants—commandments—in order to remain within the good graces of the Lord.

But you see, dear reader, at times in this author’s three decades, that has proven most difficult indeed. My vice, you ask?

Isn’t it apparent? Read more »

[FM] Getting pregnant in a parking lot during lunch break: a gonewild story in less than 280 words

Waiting in the parking lot wearing nothing but the blue lingerie set he bought me, more see-through lace than fabric, I sent him a text.

“I brought you lunch,” it read with a photo attached displaying my vulva in the crotchless window of cloth.

The mini-van door slides closed, and the car begins to rock fervently.

I leaned down and licked his nipple, then sucked hard on his neck—marking him—as my body rose and fell over and over again on his manhood.

“Oh gosh!” I gasped repeatedly as my climax drew near.

Without warning, the waves of my orgasm took control. My lips clung to his neck with each whimper until his fingers dug into my hips for leverage. Finally, his cock exploded inside of me and I clenched my pussy until he was completely spent.

With a kiss (and some tongue) he dressed and went back to work, as I laid in the back seat of our minivan—satisfied, sweaty, and (hopefully) inseminated.

I [F] Used My Birthday Present To Give Myself Four Orgasms While I Waited For My Groceries

Shoutout to all my fellow December birthday havers out there! And happy Friday!

As a bit of background, my birthday was last weekend. I’ve been married for 10 years this January and have two kids with my husband.

Well, this year—last weekend—I was gifted with my very first vibrator: a clit/g spot vibrator. Obviously I used it right away with my husband, Will, and LOVED it. In fact, after it’s nearly 6 day old life as my newest partner in crime, if I didn’t have a man that I absolutely adored and *loved* to get freaky with, I could absolutely see myself never needing a man again (sorry, honey).

Anyway, that is not my confession. My confession is that I have been bringing it places. As a mom with two active kids with extracurriculars, I do a lot of sitting and waiting around for those extracurriculars to be done. So much so, that I may have found *my* new extracurricular. Read more »

Discovering Our Breastmilk Kink [FM]

My main problem with breastfeeding has been the excess. I would leak *all the time* even through my nipple guards. It was so embarrassing. It initially also got in the way of my sex life with Hubby. He’s a proverbial “boobs guy” and always loved sucking on my tits (which I love too), but he would strictly avoid it when I first started breastfeeding. Then something happened.

“Love, can you burp him? He’s left me a full on one side again.” I whispered so as not to wake up the baby.

I nudged my husband to sit up and take our child. He placed a bib on his shoulder and and began to pat baby’s back. After a moment there was a burp.

“Can you take him to bed?” I asked. “My pump is being difficult.”

I was trying to express the surplus milk, and was struggling.

Hubby slid out of bed with our baby on his shoulder, already asleep. He took him to his nursery and put him down.

Returning to the bedroom, my husband found me still struggling with the attachment for the breast pump. Exasperated and tired, I gave up, throwing it on the floor. Read more »

[FM] I Love College Football: Celebrating the W [F30] By Fucking A Random Fan For The Other Team While Hubby Watched

This is long—so sorry! But if you read the whole thing, props to you. Or you can just scan through it for the sexy parts. TL;DR is literally the title.

It’s been about two weeks since my Husband Rob and I agreed to open up our marriage. We have already had one successful hookup with a guy, and there are plenty of opportunities on dating apps, but not everyone meets our criteria as we have established some “rules.”

Rob and I are big college football fans—love going to the games. He surprised me last week with tickets to the season opener of our team in Vegas for Labor Day weekend. We were both excited.

“So do you think you may want to find a hookup in Vegas this weekend?” Rob opened the conversation.

“I’ve considered it. I get a tingle thinking about picking up a stranger and having him fuck me hard while you watch.” I said. “What do you think about that?”

“Sounds naughty but doable, as long as we’re careful.” Rob replied.

We kept talking and decided what I would wear each night we were there down to the tiniest g-string. Rob had a very excited look on his face and said, “are you as horny as I am right now?” Read more »

[FM] UPDATE — I [F30] told my husband that his wife is a slut (and may have found a cure for ED in the process?)

Last night I told Rob we needed to talk. I’ve felt for a long time that I have needed to talk with him about me sleeping with other men since he originally gave his permission, but the deeper I got into maintaining the secrecy of it, the worse I felt the outcome would be. So I didn’t say anything. I truly did not want my confession to upset him, but I knew it probably would. Still I knew that Rob loved me, and something inside me told me this was the right thing to do. I couldn’t deal with the guilt anymore.

We sat down and Rob asked me what was wrong. I was already a sobbing mess. I told Rob I loved him, and that I wanted him to know that I had been sleeping with other men when I went out at night or when he was at work and not telling him.

I paused, but Rob stayed silent. I kept talking. I kept apologizing, saying that when he gave me permission he didn’t say whether he wanted to know or not, and I didn’t want him to feel emasculated or anything, so I ended up sneaking around to screw men behind his back. Read more »

[FM] I’m a shared wife

I love my husband. I promise I do.

Rob and I have been married for 10 years and have 2 wonderful children. We met in college—we both attended a religious university and met at church on Sunday. Rob was studying accounting and I was studying elementary education.

Early on, we discovered we were a great fit for one another. We just fit together like a puzzle piece. We loved the same music, movies, food, and pretty much anything else you could think of.

I was attracted to Rob for his good looks initially. He has an infectious smile and he is quite funny when he chooses to be.

Though I am no longer the spring chicken I once was, when we met I had a fabulous body, and I had a 4.0 gpa. Still I would say I have a pretty face, a good smile, bright blue eyes, and long straight brown hair. I’m tallish at 5’8” with a curvy figure, 36C, 28, 36, and long legs. Read more »