[domination] [anal] [rape fantasy] – posh submissive wife gets her asshole rammed while bent on her sofa

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She switches on the lights and he closes the door behind her. She cannot stop thinking about that wonderful gala event. The electricity in the air, the whirlpool of colours, the sparkles. Wow. They had already been to many impressive charity galas, but this one at the Met was quite something.

Such contrast with the quietness of their flat. With the stillness of the Manhattan skyline in the night.

She could never grow tired of the serenity of this view. She simply loved it. Her husband had dimmed the lights down so she could better enjoy the scenery from inside. No reflection on the window wall.

*“Honey, are you coming?”*

He wraps his arms around her from behind. A bit of warmth and privacy after the excitation of the public evening.

He is holding her tight. Really tight. She can feel his breath in her hair.

He lowers his right hand between her legs, and grabs her there.

Her heart skips a beat.

His hand is firm. She can feel each of his fingers even through the fabric of her evening dress.

She caught me masturbating and we fucked in the bar (Part 2) [MF]

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Bella pushed me down to the floor, my cock pointing straight up in the air. She stripped down to her undershirt and grabbed my cock with her hand. For a second, I thought I was getting another magnificent blowjob—I wasn’t complaining, though. I had been dreaming of seeing that undershirt right in front of me, and now that the moment was finally here I was forcing myself not to jerk my dick.

She pulled the top of her undershirt down to reveal her massive boobs, which were barely fitting in her bra. She grabbed them, squeezing them and moving them in circles. “You like my tits?” Bella asked in a sexy voice after seeing my eyes widen.

I couldn’t resist any longer. I brought my hand to my dick and started stroking faster, harder than I had ever done before. But before I could even get comfortable with it, she moved my hand away.

“That’ll be my job, now,” she whispered into my ear, shaking her head. I was more turned on then ever. I didn’t think even her blowjobs could satisfy me now.

My Online Boyfriend (Part 3)

I felt my body tense. My husband was outside the door and a guy’s face was under my skirts. Hell.

Before I could answer, I felt him squeeze my thighs and then he stood up.

“It’s me,” he said to my husband.

“Oh,” came my husband’s voice outside. “Have you seen Lisa?”

He looked at me then with a smile on his face, his thumb still doing circular motions underneath my panties. I tried to suppress my moan. Oh it was so glorious I couldn’t help it.

“I’m not sure,” he said. “She disappeared after showing me the bathroom.”

“Oh okay. Hannah’s looking for you by the way.”

He was staring down at my breast his mouth half opened. I can feel his sensual fingers stroking my clit. I was almost writhing.

“I’ll be out in a minute,” he replied.

We both listened to my husband’s footsteps walking away. I was holding my breath, but at the same time trying to suppress my moans.

“That’s too bad..” he whispered. “I would have wanted my cock to do this.”

The Mirror

I emerge from the bathroom fresh from the shower to find you undressing, checking yourself out in the mirror.

You see me in the mirror, watching me approach, our eyes locking on our reflections.

I let my robe fall to the floor as I press into your back, my hand sweeping your hair back as I bend to to kiss your shoulder, never breaking contact with your eyes.

I kiss my way up your neck, then run the tip of my tongue along the edge of your ear, as my hands come around to find your breasts.

Your mouth parts, your tongue running seductively around your lips, then blowing me a kiss into the mirror as my hands knead the cups of your bra before unclasping it at the front, releasing your breasts.

My hands are all over them as we both watch, my fingers manipulating your nipples into tautness as I squeeze, pull, and rub them in a variety of ways.

My cock is buried against your right buttock, my pelvis gently rocking into you. As you watch me playing with your pendulous breasts, your hand drops to find it, to caress it, to feel it’s heat.

[Original] [Letter] [Cuckolding] [Cheating] Letter to my Husband

Hey Brent,

~~I wouldn’t be home tonight again as my work called me and told me that I needed to do an all nighter at the office, a client did another emergency order that we need to finish in time that’s why I can’t call you tonight as well like usual, I might come home late again tomorrow because I don’t know when we’re going to finish, it might be a long hard~~

You know what, this has to stop. I’ve known for a while that you have had a cuckolding fantasy, and you know what it’s great! You have not satisfied me in bed for the last few years anyways and it has been driving me fucking crazy! I love you sweetie and you’ll always be what’s inside my heart, but sometimes I can’t be happy if you’re the only one inside my pussy. Sometimes I get dry just by thinking about your cock, it’s so cute and lovely but I also have needs that sometimes you just can’t give.

A confession [F]

You

I keep thinking about you today.

Your smile. The way you called my name. The glimmer in your eyes for me. Your accusations. The way you blamed me for existing, perhaps. Because you’d smile, that half smile, like you can’t believe you’re grinning. Like you can’t believe that you want to grin from being delighted by me. Delighted, amused, aroused by me.

Because you couldn’t help yourself around me. I couldn’t help myself around you too. You couldn’t deny the appeal. The existence of desire between us. That if I asked you something, even though you’d probably never … entertain the idea. You would for me.

And the cycle would repeat. You’d blame me, again. “All because of you.” Of course, I didn’t believe you. Or didn’t want to believe. But no, you’d continue. “You did this.”

This. The hesitation on both our parts. Because a higher authority stood between us, telling us that this was not right. Telling us that we knew better. Is that conflict? Is that what I did wrong…this.

Girls Trip part 2 [FFF][older women][exhibitionism with light touching][group masturbation]

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or if not, summary

While on vacation long-time friends Cathy, Sharon, and Cathy, find themselves in the hot tub of the hotel’s deserted pool area. Eventually the conversation turned to all the things they’d never done, and realizing that none of them had ever seen another woman’s vagina, agreed to expose themselves to each other. First went Cathy, the heavy-set one with dark curly hair, then Sharon, the one with long brown hair who carried quite a few age-gained pounds in her chest, butt, and midsection, and finally Janice, slim and toned with short blond hair whose authenticity remains a mystery thanks to her hairless crotch.

and now part 2!

As Sharon watched, she noticed Janice’s lips begin to loosen, and Janice’s pink clit poke up from beneath its hood. She looked up at Janice, “Are you getting turned on?” she asked with genuine surprise.

Janice swung her legs shut and placed a hand over her crotch, if it was the first time Cathy or Sharon had actually seen her look embarrassed. “Sorry,” she blurted out, “It’s just… I have this… you see…” She collected herself and continued, “I have this… fantasy, where someone watches me… you know… touch myself,” She paused to regain more of her composure and continued, “You were there staring at me, my mind started to wander, and I guess it took my body along for the ride.”

A Friendly Visit [MFM][OC]

“Hi Love, just wanted to remind you that Joe will be staying with us for a couple nights this weekend,” read the text that I sent to my wife, Amber.  Her reply, “Oh yes, I remembered and I know you’re looking forward to it.”  I was indeed looking forward to it, but I suspected Amber was also looking forward to it more than she was letting on.

Joe was in the process of moving from Ohio to Florida and I had offered him the guest room in our North Carolina home as a layover point. Joe and I were lifelong friends that met in High School and continued our friendship to the present; we’re in our 40’s now. 

Amber had met Joe several times and always enjoyed his company and engaging in conversation with him.  The two of them were in the same profession and were never short of topics to discuss.  Of course that also afforded them time to enjoy stealing longer gazes of each other; fueling the naughtier thoughts I suspected both of them were having.   

A Blowjob Story

Normally, I would be more than happy to give Sara a helping hand with any of her chores without an incentive other than helping her out, but I was not about to tell it wasn’t necessary especially if she offered. So when she offered a blow job in return for helping her with the day’s chores I jumped at the offer.

When she was just about finished with the last of her chores, I stood in the door way leaning against the frame eagerly waiting for my sweet reward. As she turned toward me, I couldn’t help but stare at her soft lips, just imagining the joys they were about the bring. She must’ve already knew what was on my mind when looked at me. She gave me one of her big beautiful smiles and said, “Alrighty, time to pay up. Where do you want to go?”

I gave a head nod toward that bedroom in response, and she took my hand in hers and led the way. Once inside she brought me to the edge of the bed and turned me around. Her hands were already pulling my shirt up and over me just as I was facing her. Then her deft hands were quick at work unbuckling my belt. There was nothing more I loved than when she undressed me, well that is other than what inevitably came next afterwards when she did.

[29F] I’m going to ask you to imagine something

Imagine this.

Imagine that you’re part of a friend group, a very close friend group, of two guys and three girls. Now imagine you’ve been close friends for maybe 15 years, since early high school, and imagine that this is just an incredibly normal, though somewhat nerdy and academically successful, group of friends.

Imagine that you’re the shyest, nerdiest guy in the group, and naturally, you’ve grown up maybe fantasizing about any – or all – of the three girls in the group on and off over a long period of friendship. That would be natural, right?

Now imagine there’s a fourth girl, who isn’t a part of the main group, but is very close friends with a few of you from the group, and very familiar with it. She occasionally joins you and hangs out as well.

Now imagine you’ve come to be in your late 20s, and you still haven’t had any sexual experience in your life. Every week, you still hang out with your close group of friends, get together and chat, maybe watch something, pretty consistently, every week.