[FM/Cheating] A Quick Stop Before Dinner

I knew I shouldn’t have been there, but I didn’t care. Maybe it was because I knew my boyfriend was going to propose tonight. I loved him, but the claustrophobia of being tied to one man for the rest of my life was beginning to swell in my chest, making it hard to breathe. Maybe I just needed one last fling. Or perhaps I am just an insatiable slut who will never change. The reason why I was there is irrelevant, I guess. It didn’t change the fact that I was on my knees in front of a stranger I had met online only two hours before.

I had on a tight-fitting, baby blue dress that did a fantastic job of showing off my lovely curves. My hair hung in loose curls around my shoulders, or at least it did at one point. Now, it was bunched in a tight knot, held firm by this stranger’s strong hands. My red lips were pursed around his thick cock, reminding me what I would never have again after I married my boyfriend. I lightly ran my nails along his thighs as he worked his cock in and out of my mouth. I loved the sensation. He didn’t care that I was doing almost none of the work. To this stranger, my mouth was simply a wet hole to fuck.

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my wife started calling me Daddy, and while we have sex.. and she has our daughter’s name tattoo on the back of her neck and

Me and wife had our 1st daughter in high school and had very high sex drive and curious and desire to be open minded to please each other. We ended up developing an array of kinks and fetishes that followed and ultimately led to a Daddy daughter kink. That inevitably made it to the bedroom play. She started calling me Daddy and making her voice more high pitched and being innocent to drooling over Daddy’s dick and ravaging her body. And hair pulled like handle bars. Well she aslo happened to have gotten our daughter name tattoo on the back of her neck and had her hair in braided pig tails making it easily seen while I was yanking her back on Daddy’s cock hard and deep doggy style. And I remember realizing it and started imagining her being our daughter instead. One night we took some party favors and heavy in kinky land.. I decided to call her out daughters name and to shut her bratty ass whore mouth shut and better not wake her mom or siblings and stopping Daddy from fucking her into place uninterrupted because Daddy would have to use them instead and make her watch and say she was sorry for being the reason Daddy was pounding them instead..

Erotic hypnosis… looking for some thoughts or who may be interested

So I’m into “erotic hypnosis” mostly thanks to Kaa from Jungle Book. Enjoyed that since I was a kid.

My wife doesn’t really get it. There have been a few times in the past she sort of role played for my sake but she seems to think it’s kind if strange. In my alone time however, I have ended up doing a couple potentially odd things to well… please myself so to speak.

To be honest “real” hypnosis I don’t know much about but the thought of controlling someone… well it’s hard to explain. Freaking turns me on though.

I have written short stories about her being hypnotized with it usually being a bit detailed on the hypnosis and sexual fun. But also, I have been taking pictures of her and edit Kaa in the side somewhere along with giving her hypnotized eyes. Sometimes also adding a line or two of text. While I really want to share these with someone, that’s not going to happen without her approval, and she’d probably find it quite weird (side note, she’s great outside of that). I an share some of the writing but it’s really not super interesting and is honestly written in a way just to get me turned on.

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Fucking It Out

A story using u/Naive_Ability_9574 style.

I woke up early, but didn’t wake you.

To be honest, I was still frustrated at how our conversation ended last night.

So I’m drinking coffee alone.

You make your way into the kitchen to make your tea.

You don’t say hi, so I assume you’re still mad too.

I come into the kitchen, but not a word from you.

You’re in a pink thong and my t-shirt.

Your ass looks so good.

I take a risk.

And hug you from behind.

Kiss your neck.

But don’t say a word.

I reach under your shirt, and gently caress your amazing tits.

You lean back into me, and press your ass against my growing member.

Still not a word, and some underlying tension.

I squeeze a bit more.

Then slip my hand into your panties.

You’re already wet.

So I drop to my knees.

And place my lips on yours.

Then a finger slips in.

My gosh, you are soaked.

I stand up again, and drop my boxers to the floor.

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The first time my summer camp gf Gwen and I had anal sex. (MF 19)

Gwen and I worked at a camp together. If you have not read the prior stories, she was a virgin when we met at the beginning of the summer. I was not a virgin. Once we became sexual, she wanted to try everything. Gwen was petite, blond with blue eyes, tiny tits and great legs. She was from a European country and in the US for the summer. She would wear her hair in braids that made her look kind of like a fairy or some kind of petite viking princess.

Only a few weeks into the summer, she had perfected blowjobs and enjoyed giving them too. She taught me how to eat her pussy. I was not a virgin when we met, but she was the first girl to let me do that. And, we fucked in all kinds of places and positions. We were a couple of extremely horny 19 year olds away from home. The first week we slept together, she would not let me touch her pussy. A few weeks in, she would shove my head down to her crotch or just ask me to eat her out. It was quite a transformation.

Unexpected Plans

It doesn’t make any sense. We haven’t talked in a couple weeks and all of a sudden she’s calling me at ten o’clock at night to come over to her house. I haven’t even been to her house yet, so why now? Is something wrong with her? Could she be in danger or something? She didn’t sound like she was in trouble. She was calm and relaxed about everything, but it still had a feeling of urgency. Running through every possible scenario I couldn’t seem to pinpoint what this is about. Her reasoning is slipping me. Well… no matter what it is, I’m heading over there. Now that I think about it, I don’t remember hearing anyone besides her, so it couldn’t be something wrong with someone else. The only background noise I can recall are static conversations emanating from the TV. Every other time we’d talk over the phone I’d hear someone. Usually her mom, but it would occasionally be a friend of hers. But it didn’t seem like anyone was there with her. They’re probably in another room out of earshot. Maybe she’s in her room alone with her door closed? That probably explains the odd silence. 

Searching for Multi-para writers!

I am a multiple paragraph detailed roleplayer and I am looking for serious roleplayers who can do the same wither they are male or female. Now the thing is I have two characters a pair of twins who are a Gallade and Gardevoir named Cecil and Cecilia who get up to “no good”. I write plenty of stories with them and I have a lot of plot ideas for different settings and such.

These are the ideas I have

There’s the two of them getting stuck outside during winter while their parents are out to dinner or something so they have to figure some way of staying warm. Desperate times calling for desperate measures of course.

One in which perhaps the brother attending college has his own apartment where he lives by himself. Though the sister gets kicked out of their mother’s house for whatever reasons and goes to see if she can stay with him. However she is very teasing even if with her brother even doing some quite drastic and questionable things.

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Holiday Dares: Part 4 – Closing Time (FM)

Just before Isaac started his bar shift on Saturday he got a text from Adriana – “My friend is arriving in town tonight. Keep an eye out for her at the bar.”

Isaac was excited to meet the mysterious question master who had inspired so much fun between him and Adriana but the bar was so busy on Saturdays he couldn’t spend much time thinking about it, he had to concentrate on not fucking up customers’ orders. He was also worried about how he would recognise her; the bar was near a university so it got a lot of foreign exchange students. He didn’t know if he would be able to pick her out of the crowd.

By midnight, sex was the furthest thing from his mind. He had fallen into the hypnotic flow that happens on busy nights. However, his concentration was shattered when he noticed a woman leaning over the bar, trying to get his attention. She was much taller than Adriana, the top of her head probably reached his chin while Adriana barely reached his shoulder. She had the same olive skin as Adriana but none of the freckles and her brunette hair was straight and tied up in braids. While Adriana usually dressed quite conservatively, this woman was trying to attract attention; she was wearing a white crop top that gave the impression that even the smallest jump would reveal the huge breasts underneath. She was also wearing denim shorts that barely covered the bottom of her ass. Isaac also appreciated that her septum was pierced and she had winged eyeliner.

Party pick up, Part 01

I was getting bored. I was at the party celebrating our football team’s victory. I didn’t really know anybody there, except my friend Randy. He had invited me along, and I was beginning to see why I should decline a second-hand invite. I decided to dump the whole scene.

I left and walked down the street towards where my car was parked. Halfway there, I heard a soft voice behind me.

“Can you help me out?”

I turned to the voice, took a good look, then a second good look. Thanks to the streetlight, I could see she was five foot seven, looked to be about 130 pounds, shoulder-length golden honey color hair, jade green eyes, nice smooth complexion. My eyes took in the firm, upright breasts. Nice, grapefruit-sized mounds, I saw her nipples jutting up, poking through her top. Her tummy was flat, her hips had a sexy curve, tight hip-hugging jeans, and sleek, full legs.

“I’m Billie Jo Smithson, I was wondering, could you give me a lift home?”

“Nice to meet you, Billie Jo, I’m Daniel Webster. I’d be happy to.”

Holiday Dares: Part 3 – Sharing Adriana (FMM)

The day after Isaac and Adriana’s museum visit, Isaac was at his friend Max’s house playing video games and drinking beers. Isaac and Max had known each other since high school. Max had been kind of nerdy at the beginning of school and it had usually fallen to Isaac to stick up for him to the bullies but, by their final year, Max had discovered a passion for sports and they were now on a level pegging, although Isaac suspected that Max still looked up to him a lot.

Although they usually talked about sex a lot, Isaac hadn’t told Max about meeting Adriana yet as he had just broken up with his girlfriend of several years and he felt that describing their exploits in any detail might be like rubbing salt in the wound.

Max paused the game briefly to go and get more beers from the fridge. Isaac took the opportunity to look at his phone and saw he had a message from Adriana.

“Hey, my friend has another dare for me. Can you help?”

He was so excited that his hands were shaking as he typed back, “Yeah, sure!”