You’re on this sub, when all of a sudden…

You’ve stumbled across this sub and begun scrolling. It’s late. You really need to rub one out but you’re in the mood for something a little more cerebral. We’ve all been there, it’s no biggie.

You’re not looking for anything in particular, but a title jumps out at you. *[F] I masturbated to the thought of my friend.*

Now you’re blushing a little, because that one hits rather close to home. You know who you’re thinking of now. Her. Yes, *her*. The friend you wish was more than a friend. You can relate to this writer, alright. You feel a little shy, but your curiosity is piqued, and you click and begin reading.

The prose is… good. Eloquent and vivid. You can almost picture the writer in your mind’s eye as you read, and the outpouring of unbridled lust that went into these words… after all, you’re in a pretty similar position yourself. They’ve given an equally vivid description of themselves, too, and frankly they sound like exactly your type. You keep on reading.

The Cage, A Romantic Femdom Story: Part 1 [Addiction][Brainwashing][Caring][Chastity][Femdom][Hypno][Loving][Non-Consensual]

“We’ve been dating for a few weeks now and I have to say I’ve been really enjoying it hun.” Smiling as she sips her coffee for a moment she continues “I know that we took it a step further with having sex last night and I really enjoyed it. Like a lot, in fact I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed oral from someone so much.”

“I’m really glad to hear you liked it Jen, maybe we could do it again tonight” I say with a wink and a smile.

“Oh, I’m counting on it, but I want to introduce you to one of my kinks when we do if that’s okay? I know you said you’re vanilla and all, but maybe you could just try it out and see if you like it?” Seeing the hesitation on my face she leans forward making sure to show off ample cleavage and continues in a more seductive tone “I promise that if you like it we’ll probably be having sex almost every night.”

Blushing a little as she leans forward across the table I tried to keep my eyes on hers, but was having a difficult time. As she laughs a little at my obvious staring I finally manage a response “I certainly wouldn’t mind that at all, but what is this kink of yours Jen?”

Loving married wife (F26) corrupted online and became a cheating slut [cheating]

We decided to do a quick face-to-face meeting in a secluded area of a parking lot near some retail stores. She looked as hot as she did in her pictures – and as far as I could tell, she sure appeared to be the typical suburban wife. Petite, pretty, smart. In college, she met her future husband and stayed loyal to him. While there, she focused on her studies and even earned herself 2 degrees. She had a great job and she loved her husband… you would never have guessed how low I could get her to go.

I got out of my car and quickly opened her door and sat inside her SUV. We were both probably a bit nervous but mostly just excited – and we both obviously liked what we saw. I broke the ice by telling her I liked her pretty engagement ring. She blushed and smiled at the joke… because we both knew her dirty little secret. She was not the good wife that she appeared to be. She had a dark side that she didn’t want to ignore any longer.

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Mile High Club [Sexy fantasies]

Celeste sat down in her seat, strapping the belt over her lap. She dreaded seeing who would sit next to her. It was a short flight, but rolling the dice with a stranger seemed to not work in her favor.

Several attractive men came down the aisle, one-after-one, but none of them took a seat next to her. She frowned and waited. When it seemed like everyone had boarded, she sighed with relief.

She had the row to herself.

But then another group boarded, and she held her breath. Certainly she was going to get a very chatty old lady or a smelly person. She wasn’t about to get someone who wanted to mind their own business.

When it seemed like everyone would pass her, a man stopped and looked up at the seat numbers. He shoved his bag into the overhead bin and smiled at her before sitting down.

“Hello,” he said.

“Hi.” She gave him a friendly smile.

He scrolled through his phone while they waited for the cabin doors to close and the announcement to come through that everything needed to go into airplane mode. In the meantime, she pulled out a romance novel she was reading.

[30F] Husband doesn’t know I’m meeting my boss for ‘lunch’ [cheating] [cuckolding] [Boss Bull]

My boss is a provost at the college. He’s brand new, and was brought in to help make the college more lean after some funding cuts.

If you’ve read my last story, you know how he interviewed me, and what I did to make sure I stayed on.

I went home after, had a shower and some wine in the tub while my husband was working in his home office. I kissed him when I got home, but he didn’t notice my boss’ taste on my lips. Even the wine didn’t completely cover the taste, so he must be oblivious. For now, that’s fine. My husband will love the little surprise discovery of what I have been up to.

This isn’t the first time I have cheated on him. We learned about ethical non-monogamy only after some other mistakes I made in college. We weren’t married then, and I am a little selfish for experiences. Turns out that my husband is a cute and wicked little cuck and liked it, despite the dishonesty. Now that we are both on the same page, the secrets are sexy cause consent.

NSFW I [m40] need you [f38] nsfw

You are at the sink getting some water before bed. I come up behind you and lightly run my fingers on your neck working down to your shoulders, slowly work those spaghetti straps off slide them down your arm, your silk gown sliding down your body brushing your hard nipples as it leaves you exposed and lands at the floor.

I continue my fingers down your sides, legs, and back up to your waist where I start inward to your belly. As I reach around and work up to your breasts I have to step closer and you feel my body against your back. You can’t help but push your ass against my growing cock. I start to work your breasts, massaging them like I’m trying to milk you, squeezing your nipples.

You work my cock with your ass, sliding your cheeks up and down, squeezing my dick as you go. My wet head brushes your asshole, you shudder.

I pull back, spin you around and push you against the wall, I lower to my knees and you shove my face into your drenched pussy. I work my tongue as you grind against my face. Your first orgasm builds, your legs start to shake, you grab your Breast with your right hand and squeeze, hard. Your left hand presses my face further into your pussy.

RLW – Mark’s Gym class Part 2 – Text image based story

Part 1 here – [https://imgur.com/a/t4T0Lif](https://imgur.com/a/t4T0Lif)
I hope you enjoy part 2! [https://imgur.com/a/4hpo1gs](https://imgur.com/a/4hpo1gs)

This one is a shorter story that helped me learn how to create stories.
Part 3 the final part (for now in this story) is now completed and waiting for you on my patreon.com/RealLifeWife
Thanks for the support :)

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Red [M+F 40’s] [oral][anal play]

I let the sports bag fall to floor as she embraced me, the door softly clicking closed behind me.
We kissed letting the built up excitement wash over us, we had been talking about this week for months, and now we were about to make it a reality.
We stood there enjoying the feel of finally having the other in our arms for the first time, taking in the presence of each other.  She stood back from me, a grin on her face as her red hair fell over one of her green eyes, “show me what’s in your bag, and I’ll show you what’s in mine”.

“Enough time for that later” I said, as she lead me into the suite, “we have other things to address first”.
I sat on the small sofa in the room, watching as she began to strip for me.

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Horny

Some days, I carry around sexual feelings like a secret wound. A hot, burning secret that seeps its way into my every thought, my every moment. The tightness in my groin, the adrenaline in my tummy, the dryness in my mouth. The thoughts in my head.

Sitting on a train. Looking at the older guy opposite. Does he fuck his wife? Is he filthy? What would it be like to 69 him? Is he horny right now? When did he last orgasm? What would it be like to ride him, my tits pressed against his chest?

The guy around my age in shorts. Nice legs. Bet he has a girlfriend. What’s he reading? What would he look like naked? Does he talk dirty? What is his face like when he cums?

What about last night when my husband and I lay together, rubbing each other, talking dirty? He fingered me to a climax then he fucked me from behind. I felt dirty and wanted and horny and I am still filthy horny now. I can feel my clit swelling, I can feel myself getting wet at the memory.