C’s challenges pt 2 [mf][cuck][voy][hotwife][exh]

Part 1 in comments because links aren’t allowed within post contents.

Told from C’s perspective.

Exiting the club, the fresh air hit me like a ton of bricks and I first now realized how drunk I really were. I had to stand still for a bit and get my bearings. I looked around and came to the conclusion that I, a 40 something woman, did not belong in this type of place. Even outside the club, there were so many people, all young, all so sexy and casual about life. If they only knew what us ‘older’ folk was capable of. Ha.

I turned right and began walking towards the taxi station. The wine sure had made an impact that’s for sure. Or maybe I was dick-drunk? Oh no matter, I’m gonna have lots more of that before this night (morning?) was over.

I got into the passenger seat of the first cab in line gave the driver my address. He looked a little taken aback at first, but typed in the address and off we went. I realized later that it was probably customary to get in the back seat. Oh well, who cares.

Immersed in a new world [mMMF][cuck/hotwife/slutwife][swing][exh][oral][voy]

*This is a repost.*

We had this posted in our own sub and x-posted here, but our sub was banned because J forgot to check mod messages – thus the posts are gone too. Oh well.

This story is written as sort of a letter to my girlfriend (C), who’s memory of the evening is a bit blurry. This is technically fiction, but with a healthy dose reality at 80%.

You were intrigued, but now you’re completely immersed. It’s our first visit to the swingers club. I’ve been part of it for quite some time before I met you, and have since managed to get you intrigued. Now that we’re here though, you’re completely immersed in this world.

It was our first visit to the swingers club that I used to go to before I met you. I have since not gone because you haven’t been comfortable with it. You’ve always expressed openness to it though, which is why I held off I suppose. A blanket statement of “no, never”, would have meant we weren’t compatible.

C’s Challenges [mF][hotwife][slutwife][Fsub][exh][Mdom]

Told from C’s perspective.

To be honest, I didn’t know what to think when I saw the list of so called ‘Hotwife challenges’ he gave me. I mean, they seemed exciting and all. Interesting even. But some were so incredibly unlikely. Crude, too. Not to mention purely slutty, but for no other reason than just being slutty. Don’t get me wrong, some (okay, most) did make me tingle a little, but some were incredibly unlikely.

Friday came and Carla, a friend I hadn’t spent much time with during the last few weeks, had asked if I wanted to go out with her. I asked J – it was normally a day that he and I spent together, usually in bed, me bent over the “fuck pillow” with his hard cock in my ass, until he inevitably flooded my asshole with his load. Makes me a little wet even thinking about it to be honest… Anyways.

He said I should go out with a friend for a change. He was gonna stay at home catching up on some shows or whatever. Awesome. Girls night out!

I can see you [anal][cheating][slut wife][voy][cuck][FM/FM][Fsub][Mdom] (x-post)

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.

Lucky for me, technology is about as far away from her field of expertise as can be. So after being in a suspicious mindset for a while, I decided to set up logging on the firewall for every URL associated with dating or hooking up. Her phone and her computer used the WiFi, so I knew that if she visited any of those sites or services through either device when she was at home, I’d know about it.

I can see you [cheating][slut wife][cuck][fmm][dom/sub] (x-post)

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.

Lucky for me, technology is about as far away from her field of expertise as can be. So after being in a suspicious mindset for a while, I decided to set up logging on the firewall for every URL associated with dating or hooking up. Her phone and her computer used the WiFi, so I knew that if she visited any of those sites or services through either device when she was at home, I’d know about it.

I can see you [cheating][slut wife][cuck][fmm][dom/sub][STR][M]

New account solely for me and my girlfriend, whom is the subject of this story. I recently began writing stories again after a years-long disinterest.

I posted this on a different site a few weeks ago and it got good reviews, so I figured I’d post it here too. First story I’ve ever posted on Reddit. I hope I got the tag-stuff right.

Enjoy.

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.