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Twice the fun at the wedding

If you’ve followed my stories, you’ll be familiar with my relationship with Suzie. She’s my sister-in-law and we fuck regularly. She’s also embraced her inner slut since splitting from her ex, and she’s trying to be really wild for a while! Good for her.

This is a story she told me the other day. I listen with rapt attention, my cock getting harder with every word. Eventually I had to fuck her because I thought I’d explode if I didn’t. But that’s not the story for today. The story is her story, from last weekend.

Suzie went to her friend’s wedding. She was a bridesmaid and looked fantastic in her green dress. Any man on the prowl would have been lucky to get inside that dress.

But, the wedding was great. Everything went smoothly and the evening began. Not a single, eligible man around. All either coupled up, gay or ugly as sin. She was happy to be a slut, but she had standards. Read more »

Sarah on the sex deity (writing prompt entry) [fetish] [young] [gangbang]

“Hi, Sarah. I’m Faquarl… please don’t be alarmed. I’m a deity, you’ve kind of been praying to me? Ring any bells?”

Sarah just sat there. Mouth open. Hand down her panties. Dumbfounded. The summoning spell had worked. 6 months in the making and preparing everything and here was her deity.

She slowly withdrew her hand from her knickers and just looked at him (her? It?)

As if reading her mind, Faquarl said “I don’t really have a gender, but I’ve taken the form of a girl to make it easier, ok?” And she transformed into a beautiful looking red haired girl with ample tits and gorgeous green eyes.

“So, you want to be gang-banged, right?” Faquarl asked and Sarah just nodded slowly.

“Speak up. I’ve dealt with much kinkier shit than you, literally. The last guy wanted girls to shit in his mouth. I did it, but it made me feel uncomfortable!”

Sarah seemed to come out if her trance a bit, she wrinkled her nose at the thought of it.

“Yeah I know. But, fetish is as fetish does!” Faquarl smiled. A kind smile that made Sarah feel safe. Read more »

Dogging with Kate: Part 2 [MF] [Dogging]

“Great” I said “ things are about to heat up. Let’s give it a few minutes and see if anybody is lurking, it’ll be fun to see how this unfolds”

“Okay, whatever you think” replied Kate “but just an FYI, I’m so excited! I’m soaking! I can’t believe I’m telling you that, but fuck it, we’re past the point of no return now, right?” She added

I simply smiled and nodded. I knew that if things went well here, I could watch Kate at least suck on a cock, maybe more. I’d love to fuck her myself, feel how tight and wet that little cunt is. But maybe that’s a bridge too far. For tonight at least.

Within 5 minutes a two more cars arrived, and a tall guy stepped out of one into the night. He lit a cigarette and you could only see the bright orange tip dancing in the darkness.

“What’s he doing?” Kate asked.

“He’s just being cautious” I suggested, “he wants to know if that’s a show going on, or just some people in the wrong place. He’ll move in a moment” Read more »

Dogging with Kate [MF] [Dogging] [Exhibitionist] [Voyeur] [Public] [Masturbation]

Kate was on of my uni friends. Now 35, it’d been a while since we partied hard at York. We were close, but had never been intimate, despite a few close calls when we were drunk!

Kate was successful (she’s a solicitor), very tall at 5’11”, slim with small perky tits and to be honest, hardly any arse! But she’s cute, with wavy brown hair and some freckles on her nose, plus a super cute dimple when she smiles.

I was highly sexed at uni. Taking on anything with a pulse, but Kate has a boyfriend for 2 years and was so busy with her work, didn’t hook up much in year 3. She wasn’t a prude, but she certainly wasn’t very adventurous… or so I thought.

My story begins one Friday night. I’d moved to Surrey and she was coming down for the weekend. Both single, we thought it’d be fun to grab some beers, catch up and maybe go out on the Saturday night. Her train was wildly delayed so I didn’t pick her up until gone 10pm. It was a warm evening, so we cruised home the scenic route and I suggested a pizza to take home. Read more »

The accidental text message part 4 [MF] [Anal] [First Person] [Ass to Mouth]

It was a few weeks before we managed to meet up again. It happened by chance. Suzie’s boiler had gone haywire and she had no heat or hot water. My wife insisted I go over to fix it, as I’m good with my hands. “I certainly am!” I chuckled to myself!

I arrived a little after 6. There was a chill in the air and the last of the daylight was ebbing away over the terraced street. I knocked on the door, and Suzie answered wearing nothing but a very short dressing gown, and some fluffy slippers. Naughty girl!

I came in, and walked to the bathroom to check on the boiler. The first thing I noticed was how warm it was. The cheeky minx! The boiler was of course fine, she just needed some hard cock!

“You naughty little liar!” I smirked at her. She just cocked her head to one side, pouted and asked “do I need to be punished, sir?”

“You certainly do. What should I do with you then, eh?”

She was a little coy. I don’t think she expected me to roll with the dominant theme, but she looked excited. Read more »

The accidental text message 2 [MF] [First Person]

“I asked if you wanted to feel how wet I am” she said. Her words hung in the air. I was in the middle of a moral dilemma.

I love my wife. But our sex life was in the toilet. We hadn’t touched each other in months despite numerous attempts, her sex drive just didn’t match mine.

It was the same reason that Suzie and Joe had split. Her sex drive was through the roof, and his was through the floor. They weren’t sexually compatible. Suzie and I however were always flirting, telling stories of sexy adventures we’d had when we were younger. The air was always so sexually charged when we were together.

But now. It had come to a head. I was standing on her doorstep, with her asking me to feel how wet her tight pussy was. My head was spinning. I was sure I could smell her sex. Read more »

The accidental text message [MF] [First Person]

A few months ago, my sister in law split from her husband. She’s 35, curvy, lovely tits, a great arse and extremely flirtatious. We’ve always got on really well.

A few months after the split, she confided in my wife and I that she was internet dating. She was on tinder and out to meet some new people. Good on her. I thought about the lucky guys getting to slide their hands into her pants and feel her pent up sexual frustration. She’d be dripping.

Then, after a week or so. I was in bed, my wife asleep and my phone buzzed. New Message: Suzie. I opened it up and… wow! Her pussy was right there on my screen. Close up and personal. Wet, juicy, shaved and spread open with her fingers. A second message followed with her deepest apologies. She had meant to send it to a guy she’d been sexting, but our names were really similar and it came to me! She begged me not to tell her sister, so I told her it was our little secret. Read more »

The accidental text message part 3

She fumbled rather clumsily with my belt, then my buttons and finally released my aching cock from it’s cotton prison. I’m not a huge guy, just a little over 6 inches, relatively thick and uncut – I was expecting some slow teasing. I thought she might slowly wank my hard member, I expected some gentle licking up and down… what I got was a cock-hungry little whore deep-throat my entire length like her life depended on it.

She bobbed up and down expertly, all the whole massaging my balls. I had to tell her to slow down, and even stop or I would have cum right then all over her pretty little face.

She got up, and kissed me hard. Her pussy and my cock was a lovely combined taste. It’s danced in our mouths as I pushed her back over towards the sofa.

We manoeuvred into a somewhat clumsy 69 position on her sofa, and she continued her assault on my rock hard cock. In the mean time, she was spread beautifully on my face. I spread her wet lips apart and started to devour her. It was heaven. My hands cupped her ample arse cheeks and I spread her as wide as I could. Read more »

The accidental text message part 2

“I asked if you wanted to feel how wet I am” she said. Her words hung in the air. I was in the middle of a moral dilemma.

I love my wife. But our sex life was in the toilet. We hadn’t touched each other in months despite numerous attempts, her sex drive just didn’t match mine.

It was the same reason that Suzie and Joe had split. Her sex drive was through the roof, and his was through the floor. They weren’t sexually compatible. Suzie and I however were always flirting, telling stories of sexy adventures we’d had when we were younger. The air was always so sexually charged when we were together.

But now. It had come to a head. I was standing on her doorstep, with her asking me to feel how wet her tight pussy was. My head was spinning. I was sure I could smell her sex. Read more »