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POV Cucked – wife fucked in the bed you share [Cuckhold, voyeurism, well-hung Bull] (all characters 18+)

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For the most part, you and your partner are equally excited about the events planned for tonight. You’re the one to open the door when the Bull arrives. He doesn’t give you his name and you don’t ask for it. With the authority you lack, the man strides in and finds the bedroom by himself. You follow behind sheepishly until you both find your wife, laid out on the bed in the piece of lingerie you bought on her birthday. You’re side by side with the Bull, him standing a good half foot taller than you. He’s quick to push you out of the way. You stumble a few paces from the strong shove, your position already being made clear. You catch your wife giving you a small smile before she turns to the Bull, the expression immediately increasing. Her obvious excitement is turning you on. You bite your lip and smile back, then pull up a chair to get the best view of the bed. Already slick with sweat, you wring your hands with anticipation. Read more »

Shocking Change Pt1

For all our years in marriage we have been adventurous sensually. The one constant has been although I’m the one in a chastity cage I’m the more dominant in and out of the bedroom. To clarify I get let out of the cage 4 times a year, and when I say dominant we are not into anything more than light bondage,spanking and paddling.

A few weeks ago I decided we hadn’t done any light bondage lately and wanting to spark things up. Early afternoon I began passionately kissing the wife in the kitchen. After a while I accomplished my goal to make her horny grabbing her sweet ass and squeezing it as she wears no panties under her dress. We continued to kiss until she asked should we go to the bedroom. Once there she started to undress and I told her to stop I wanted to undress her. We kissed and hugged for a while longer to let her wonder what I was up to. Read more »

Finding my way

I slowly kissed your neck and couldn’t help but breathe in the aromatic smell of your perfume. With first touch you took a long breath of surprise at the tenderness of my lips.

As I worked my away around your face, stopping on occasion to deliver a passionate tongue of lust on your lips … your breathing became more quick and soft.

I worked my way down, caressing and nibbling on your supple nipples. My hand beginning to slide gently up your exposed thigh. You began to softly moan and you grabbed my hair.

Down and down my kissing lips went until I came closer. Sensing I was near your sweet pussy you spread your legs for me to admire your beautiful clit slowly throbbing already. With my tongue I slowly licked until our rhythm became in sync.

With every flick of my tongue you moaned louder and louder. Pushing my head down to almost suffocation. And then it came, the climax we both longed for. You orgasmed and squirted your sweet juices all over my me.

With your cum dripping off my face, you rose up and kissed me with a deep passion. You told me thank you, now lets go to sleep.

[sapphic romance] C A U G H T – my girlfriend & I try something new,

The thud-thud-thud of a driving bassline rattled me to the core, it made my lungs jump in my chest, my tummy vibrating much like my skin – I’m fucked, to say the least, Bri and I each parachuted more Molly than I’d ever really done in one night, all at once, which was to say I’d barely touched Molly. I know girls at the shelter though, girls who told me stories about it, girls who dressed like Bri was tonight regularly, were fast & loose, didn’t care what anybody thought. . . I’m not one of those girls – I’m not really a boy either though, somewhere off the binary scale, tonight I’m feeling more like a boy – especially with my special appendage, under a set of thick, baggy mom-jeans & tighter briefs.

The MC chats some shit over the bassline & the crowd goes wild, I can feel sweat practically pouring off me, my body is in a blissful state of something new, I feel hot hands on my face & only now register you’re holding it, talking to me, trying to tell me It’s time, Read more »

[INCEST] S O M E T H I N G E L S E. My brother sniffs my panties. . .

The moment was cauterized onto her mind, shock, panic, embarrassment & something different all at once. They all circled in her mind & wrapped a warped fist around her chest as she tried to console herself,

“I, uh,

Aaron! -shit!”

Jenifer cursed him & the whole ordeal, her face burning bright red, otherwise mostly pallid, it generally rested on the side of bitchy but right now it was seven shades of shocked. There he was, sitting on his bed, a lacy pair of her unmentionables balled up & wrapped around his fist, his pants were around his ankles, hand on his gear.

For a moment her mouth hung low, her eyes losing the panic, losing the frantic sort of offense, she covered gob with long fingernails, painted black “I uh, was js’. . .” she turned to her left and picked up a basket of dirty laundry that she’d offered to do for him, as per usual – mom couldn’t help, Jen was happy to.

Quickly she exited, hiding her face in her shoulder, trying not to stare. . . the damage was done though; she’d seen it all. Read more »

Cumshots

Just a little excerpt from a story. Enjoy!

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He tastes salty like sweat. He tastes like her husband. Watching him come apart over top her, just barely holding it together while she sucks his cock, it makes her pussy ache. It also makes her bob her head faster and swipe her tongue harder. She can practically feel his heart pounding through his shaft. *Thump-thump-thump*. Like a drum.

Her fingers knead his balls into her palm. There’s power in this, sucking cock, more than anyone is likely to admit. Sarah certainly *feels* powerful when, clotting her throat with Alan’s bulbous head, he experiences a full-body shiver that she can feel as much as see.

“I-I’m close, babe,” he advises her, words trembling as much as the rest of him.

She decides, then, to pull her mouth off his member, and he practically whines from high above. His complaint is short-lived, however, as the hand that’s been toying with his balls returns to his shaft and begins stroking him, base-to-tip, the movement slicked by the saliva she’s left her in wake. At first, Sarah watches her hand, how with the slightest bit of pressure, her husband’s cock will swell up even larger than it already is, making the already prominent veins running along his shaft bulge as if angry. Then, she diverts her gaze upward and grins. Read more »

[F18/M18] Sundays Are For Church

This is an excerpt from a series of stories of mine I wrote for a publisher who disappeared off the face of the planet and which I’ve been wanting to revisit since that venture fell through. I hope you guys enjoy it! Any and all feedback is very much appreciated.

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All the talk of Alan has Heather dreamily thinking about the boy for the rest of Saturday and well into church on Sunday morning. His family sits a few rows ahead of them and so she gets the pleasure of admiring his head of curly dark hair and when he glances around the pleasant shape of his face and those blue eyes and–

Yes, it’s puppy love. That’s what her mom calls it. But it’s been puppy love for a year. Well, on-and-off. Sure, there’s been other boys when they were on ‘break,’ dinner dates and movie nights and totally romantic kisses on her porch before they leave, but still, her heart just always comes back to Alan. And since she’s been thinking about the fact that Jeff Carter might possibily have a thing for her, she’s been a bit on.. edge. There’s a familiar warmth in her loins and a desire for satisfaction that her fingers simply can’t find. Read more »

How I like my men

You walk through the threshold with flowers in hand and puppy dog eyes. I immediately tell you to strip and get on your knees. It’s been a while. I’m aware of how vulnerable you feel when you’re completely exposed in front of someone you desperately want to impress. I make you follow me to the couch. I sit down and notice a trail of precum from the door to me. This is almost too easy! I reach down and wipe it off onto my finger. I make you inspect it and tell you to open your mouth. You seductively suck it off while maintaining eye contact searching for an ounce of validation. I give you a little smirk and that was all the positive reinforcement you needed. I haven’t seen you since the night you fucked up. I reach over your shoulder and run my fingers down your back. I raise my arm and you flinch from anticipation. I spank you hard and your flesh reddens and raises in the shape of my hand. The sight of the handprint makes me crave more. I spank again and again until I lose count. I yell “maybe if you’d stop fucking up, I wouldn’t have to keep teaching you a lesson.” You respond “I’m sorry, Mommy,” but I hate apologies so I spank you harder. “I promise I’ll learn, Mommy, I don’t like disappointing you.” “I taught you better than this.” Clearly you’ve had bad influences and I think the only solution is high protocol training, but that’s for another time. Tonight is about reminding you how much of fuck up you are. I notice your cock is dripping and you only seem get harder the more I hurt you. I continue spanking you. I admire my work for a second, then give you a few more spanks. I tell you to stand up and sit down in the chair. I tie you to the chair and place a vibrator right under you. I remind you, “What do you good boys get?” You respond, “rewarded.” “That’s right. And what do bad boys gets?” “Punished,” you reply. I gag you because I don’t want to hear another word come out of your mouth unless they’re muffled screams. I leave the room and I know you’re confused and scared and turned on. Left alone with your thoughts and dripping cock. I hear you squirming and moaning from the vibrator and you become quiet as I enter the room with a tripod, dildo, and lube in hand. You’re assessing my every move. Curious what’s about to happen next. I stick the dildo on the coffee table and the tripod across from it. I place my phone in the tripod and open the camera app. Your eyes get bigger as you see yourself staring back at you. I start to undress myself and that turns you on so much you remember there’s a vibrator massaging you. You let out a relieving moan. I bend down and pump some lube on my hands. I’m sure you’re hoping it’s for you, but instead I start stroking the dildo. You already know what’s about to happen. I spread my legs and start touching myself. I rub the remaining lube on my pussy… not like I need it from how wet I’ve gotten. Watching you squirm and moan while restrained is enough. I turn my back to you and bend over towards my phone. I hear let out a muffled “oh my god” from the sight of my pussy. I tap the red button to start filming. I bend over and tease my pussy with the tip of the dildo. I slowly start to lower myself down onto the dildo. I feel it enter me and I let out a little moan. I watch you in the background of video begging and screaming for me to let you out. I slowly start fucking it knowing how aroused this is making you only makes me want to go harder. I know you’re getting closer and closer and that makes me want to beat you to it, but I know you’re not going to cum because I haven’t given you permission and you’re not going to make the mistake of fucking up twice. I bounce on it slower and deeper than before teasing you with my pussy. I grab my vibrator that’s been laying on the table and put it up to my clit. It doesn’t take long to get me close. The sight of a helpless, horny sub always makes me want to cum. I ride it while making circles on my clit. “I’m so fucking close,” I moan. I relax a little more and feel myself reaching an orgasm. I moan over and over letting myself cum all over the thick silicone cock. I regain my composure and dismount. I walk over to you and watch as your eyes get bigger with every step I take closer to you. I remove your gag and before you can let out a word, I replace it with the dildo. I walk over to the kitchen feeling the wetness in between my legs and thighs with each step and reach for a champagne flute. You’re confused but as turned on from the taste and smell of my cum. I place the glass down and I reach for the lube. I pump it onto my hands and bend over with my tits hanging in front of your face. I slowly start stroke your cock and covering it with lube. I know it isn’t going to be long before you explode so I grab the champagne flute and direct you to cum in it. My permission is all it took for you to release. I watch it shoot out into the glass filling it a third of the way up. I remove the dildo from your move and tilt the chair back. “Open wide!” I start pouring the remains of the glass into your mouth. As I’m doing so, I untie you from the chair. I tell you to stand up, your mouth still full. I grab your clothes, walk over to the door, and open it for you. I point out into the hallway and you follow. I throw your clothes at your feet and shut the door. Naked, mouth full of cum, and stunned. That’s how I like my men.

Waiting for Daddy

You waited for me behind our front door for 30 minutes. You bare knees starting to sting from kneeling so long. The cool breeze keeping you erect as your naked body didn’t move.

You finally hear my car door shut. You wait in nervous anticipation, knowing this is the first time you have surprised me. The light is dim and the only color is the red ribbon in your hair. As the door opens you close your eyes and bow your head.

I walk in, seeing in your submissive position … thinking about how we’ve talked about this. I drop my keys on our side table and walk towards you. You can hear and feel my every step as I approach.

I stop right in front of you. You can sense the awkward tension, but feel alive and sexually charged at the same time. I lean down and lift your chin up. “Open your eyes Kitten” I say with a scruff in my throat. Read more »