Life in the house had gotten exciting. Alexia and Dom had really gotten into the fun of having Sarah as a fuck toy. She had woken from her late night shifts to being tied up, pleasure tortured, being whipped with a silicone spatula, little red marks still lining her abdomen, thighs, breasts, ass, and her oh so sensitive pussy lips. Victor’s work schedule made his appearance random and always a bonus. Riding Dom while having Alexia hold her face to Alexia’s Swollen dripping cunt, then boom surprise anal. Sarah had promised her body was available. No need to ask, as long as she wasn’t on her way to work. She was theirs use her, abuse her, they had all agreed and for months it had been wonderful.
Author: SolidPhantasm
Squadron Moral (hot wife/swinger/gangbang/work/military)
The prepared sandwich platter from the NEX made sandwich selections easy, the round pink nipples, pert breasts with the slightest sag of motherhood, made focusing a little more difficult. The men are at the communal table and she ate in the kitchenette picking at her food eating chips and watching them eat the tv playing music. Diaz, Neary, Hunt, Darocha, and Davis talked animatedly with each other, Harris looked slightly uncomfortable, almost angry.
“Alright men I need to take a shower, and if your expecting me to suck, fuck or otherwise entertain you and your meat you need to shower as well.” She tossed a few boxes condoms on the table. “Harris why do you look angry.” He looked at the guys expecting them to bitch at him for his answer. He took a deep breath.
“I don’t think Chief should make you do this, he is practically pimping you out.” Anne smiled inwardly, but kept a stern face. Trying to be commanding while topless took some effort. “Harris, I know this may come as a shock to you, but Chief didn’t order me to do this, he asked if I wanted to.” Neary put up a hand, “yes?” Anne said with a quizzical look. “ AD1 you not like getting back at a cheating husband or something? Or I dunno midlife crisis or some shit?”
Squadron Moral Part1 (Hotwife/swinging/gang bang/work sex/military)
Antoinette (Anne for short) and Jim had been married for 15 years. Both active duty Navy for the first 7 and then Jim got out after his rating had been merged and downsized. He went on to work as a contractor being deployed as often as she was. Currently their three kids we at home with with Anne’s mother while Jim was working on an undisclosed aircraft carrier and Anne was spending a blustery 3 weeks in Florida working up her squadron, and getting flight time for the pilots. As maintenance lead they had dropped 2-3 engines a week run maintenance rebuilt what they had too and generally were rocking the shit out of their job. But as usual tensions were beginning to run higher and energy was running low.
After maintenance meeting on Friday Anne had stayed behind in the off with the Maintenance Chief to go over next weeks schedule and the training schedule. Which had taken about 3 minutes of their scheduled 1 hour meeting time and they were now in Tom’s room she was bent over his bed his cock easing in and out of her. “We need to…. fuck just like that… have a BBQ or somethmmmmm yessss.” Anne was a petite little red head, short hair, soft skin, freckles down to her breasts the swing back and forth. A tinker bell tattoo and a bubble butt that shook with each thrust into her neatly trimmed pussy. It gripped and pulled his hard shaft as he pulled out, the muscles threatened to make cum too early.
The Quiet Neighbor: Boundaries
The day after was expectedly awkward. Your best friend and roommate Alexia, had held your head to her swollen labia, while she pushed two loads of cum onto your tongue, then while eating your cinnamon buns commented and how good and moist they were went pale and blushed at the same time. Victor, the delivery guy, was just quiet, and couldn’t meet anyone’s eyes. However before he left for work wanted to know if we needed anything for dinner from the store like he would be coming back tonight. Dom came out after he left.
He had the liquor store polo and khaki pants on that he had to wear for work. Alexia was off for the weekend. You had closing shifts all weekend and had been hoping to avoid any in depth discussion. “Sarah,..” your skin crawled at his whine, the guy who had been holding your throat last night with alternating strokes during a double penetration had been bold and confident taking what he wanted, this boy was afraid, “we need to talk about..”
The Quiet Neighbor
A small rural town. This is the type of place that people move away from, not too. Everyone knows each other, rumors spread faster than the flush of skin during an orgasm. The fact that the old house north of town sold was known around town, probably as soon as the paperwork was signed. The problem was that no one knew who had purchased it. The old men at the bar you worked at talked about how it’s some development firm. But the realtor said it wasn’t and was purchased by some guy from the city who needed room for his business.
A few weeks later the trucks arrived, driving through town dropping off boxes, crates and large pieces of equipment. The people unloaded the trucks unpacked the boxes and the man had moved in. The first few months no one saw him much, they knew he drove a classic truck, but always headed directly out of town when he left. He had his groceries delivered to his freezers and fridges in the garage. The doors were always locked into the house according to the guy who delivered the groceries, you had given him a hand job to try the doors. His blinds were always closed and the little you had seen of him he had salt and pepper hair, that was all you know about the man who lived next door.