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Progression of my Whore Wife: Part 1: How it started (True story)

I want to start by saying all of this is true. I’m not a writer so bear with me. After two and a half years of progression, my wife has become an enormous whore with a reputation to match. It’s time to share this saga with posterity.

Let me start by describing her. She is 5′ 7″ with red hair, 34C, athletic build, killer legs, and a sex drive that matches her fiery red hair.

When we started our adventure in late 2016, she was already full of sexual energy. We had regular sex several times a week like a normal husband and wife. She needs to get off at least once a day. I’d oblige when I could otherwise her vibrator would step up. This was less than a year after our 2nd child. She was always so quick to bounce back after having a baby. She got back into fucking shape after only a few months. We joked that she was made for having babies. Little did I know how true that was… Read more »

Alexis The Dark Fairy Chapter 3

Vanessa is woken out of a dead sleep to the sound of a screaming rock band as her alarm went off. “6:00am” it displayed in bright red numbers in her dark room. She removed the covers and looked down to see that she was dressed in a black tee-shirt with a pink glittery skull and the same pink panties that she wore yesterday. She was clearly back to normal size and no sign of her new fairy friend in the room.

“Damn it, I couldn’t have dreamed all that could I? It all felt so real.” She quietly said to herself. She slowly dragged out of bed and stretched her arms back as she normally would, but felt unusual tension in her shirt the more she stretched back. She looked down, and sure enough her breasts were much larger and barely contained within her shirt. Remembering that Alexis enlarged her breasts with her magic she began to think maybe it wasn’t a dream after all. She slowly walked to the full length mirror in her closet and saw the outline of her breast through her shirt with the bottom of it barely touching her stomach. Read more »

Little cocksucker surprise – dedication hard at work. #bj #mf #oral

It was late again and he was sitting at his desk trying to think of what to write next and which way he wanted the story line to go. He wanted to get this one just right. It was a big deal for him, his 200th story. He needed the proper inspiration and it needed to be great. So he put his headphones on and leaned back in his chair.

His hand went through his black hair, rubbing is scalp, then bringing it back down to rub his chin. He closed his eyes and sighed.

That’s when he felt her hand rubbing his groin up and down – oh so softly – through his black boxers. He always preferred to dress with the bare minimum when writing. It helped him relax. It was comfortable and less restricting while sitting in his work chair.

He wasn’t expecting her tonight, of all nights. He was on a deadline and he needed to get this done. He could feel the tension in his muscles and thought, I need to relax. When I’m relaxing, the words just write themselves.

So he decided to welcome the soft touch and his head stayed pressed down on the head rest. The vibrating sound of the cello kept playing in his ears and his eyes stayed closed. Read more »

Be my doll: Another x-post from r/sluttyconfessions

July 2017, so I’d have been 54 at the time. She was … 24, I think. Close to that, at least. Cute, curvy brunette with beautiful wide eyes and a sweet sexy smile.

I’d had the fantasy for some time of meeting a woman who was into the idea of being a real live sex doll — not just to please her partner, but because the idea turned *her* on. I suppose I’d go to Fetlife now for that sort of thing, or maybe even Reddit — but Craigslist it was, at the time.

The idea was simple: She would be mine to pose, to dress and undress, to use as I wanted. If I kissed her, she wasn’t to kiss me back. She was to be silent, unmoving unless I moved her.

She messaged me a day or so after I posted, telling me she had been curious about that scenario for a long time and asking if I wanted to come to her (about an hour away). She also let slip that she would also like to come over to my part of town and play in her car, if I was into car play at all. Read more »

Claiming me

Hearing your sharp

Inhale

As you take in

My naked form

Hearing your quick

Movement

As your clothes drop

To the floor

Hearing your body move

Swiftly

As you climb up

From behind

And finally feeling

Your firm hand

Striking me

Your hard bite

Marking me

Your firm cock

Claiming me

All over again

Alexis The Dark Fairy Chapter 2

“Wanna see more?” Alexis gigged.

After Vanessa finally got her bearings she looked down at her vagina and started poking it.

“Don’t worry honey, the spell was only meant to last 5 minutes or so. Your pretty little pussy is back to normal. At least for now.” Alexis said with a sly grin.

“Holy shit, the-that was amazing.” Vanessa stammered.

“Well, I do aim to please my sexy young vixen and that’s merely a fraction of what I can do.”

Vanessa looked around at her enchanted clothing still floating in the air and moving around on their own.

“So, are they actually alive now or are you just controlling them somehow?”

“Oh they’re very much alive. Unless I revoke the spell, they are sentient beings just like you and I. Right now they are learning their environment. Living clothes are always shy at first unless you enchant them with a specific command. Once they warm up to you, you can wear them again and I promise, there are many hot things enchanted clothes can do to you”. Alexis smirked. Read more »

Waiting impatiently as instructed

Waiting impatiently

As instructed

Toy in

Face down

Dripping

With anticipation

Hearing the door

Open and close

Feet on the steps

And down the hall

Hearing you pause

Taking in

The good girl

Lain across the bed

Waiting impatiently

As instructed

If true stories are allowed here, here’s one of a series (xpost from r/sluttyconfessions)

February, 2001. Man, how time flies.

I was back in my hometown on a work assignment, and I was in my hotel room checking out Yahoo Chat to see if there was anyone around who might be a playmate. Bear in mind that my hometown is pretty small, and I still had family and a lot of people I knew there. More importantly, my wife still had family and friends there.

(Why didn’t I stay with family? Simple: The company was paying for the hotel and I needed to be able to work there and tie up the phone lines for my computer. Remember, this was before wi-fi.)

Given the circumstances, (a) the chances of finding someone were pretty small, and (b) the chances of finding someone who either didn’t know me or would be discreet were even smaller.

Even a small chance is a chance, though, and this one paid off.

I’d seen her before, and knew people in her family, but she didn’t really know me. I definitely remembered her, though. She worked at one of the discount stores in town, and I always tried to go through her line when she was working. And yeah, every time I went through her line I thought about fucking her. She was always really quiet, and I wondered if she had a wild side she didn’t show. Read more »

Leisure Time is Pleasure Time. [alien, large insertion, orgasm control, free use]

Join Space Force, they said. It’ll be fun, they said.

I don’t know how long I’ve been here. It’s some kind of alien prison colony and, wherever this is, the sun doesn’t rise very often.

Our cycles don’t vary very much. Me and the crew are given just enough food, just enough socialization, and just enough exercise to remain healthy. Before we’re returned to our cells, we’re studied and experimented on in a grossly invasive manner. It’s odd how quickly I’ve gotten used to it all.

Unlike the rest of the crew, I still believe that we’ll be rescued. Most of them have given up hope, though. Some of them don’t even want to be rescued. Every day, that minority grows in number.

I’m currently in my cell, pacing back and forth. After the experimentation is the sleep cycle but, before that is what us prisoners have begun to refer to as ‘leisure time’.

I glance at the bulb above the doorway. It’s still green but it won’t remain that way for long. I had been trying to devise an escape plan but this is the only time of day I had to think and it was soon to be interrupted. Read more »