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[MF] [wife] [cheating] CANDY STRIPPER – I love my husband and he provides almost everything for me. His preoccupation with work, however, meant I was forced into cheating…

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Men often complain that their wives aren’t interested in sex, but my husband doesn’t complain at all – I’m the one with the complaint!

From early morning to late at night, my husband works as a heavy equipment salesman. He makes tons of money, but he never makes love to me except for a half-hearted effort on Saturday mornings.

What’s even worse, when he gets home at night he usually falls asleep on the couch. We never see a movie, go out to dinner, or even just go to the mall to get out of the house. Yes, if it wasn’t for the fact that he gives the kids and me all the money we need, life would be unbearable.

The worst thing, though, is that I really loved him before he began to think of nothing but work. I still do love him I guess, and that’s why for 15 years I never thought of cheating on him. I always thought everything would be all right if he’d just think of me sometimes instead of how many bulldozers he can sell to the big account in Idaho! Read more »

Abel and Jocelyn

They met after months. They were longing for this moment.

The rain had just stopped, it was still cold. Abel was holding his coffee cup for warmth. The steam was making specs foggy. He hated this.

“Ugh”

Jocelyn giggled at him.

“I’m sorry, can’t help it” , she tries to suppress her laughter.

Abel makes a sad face.

“You so cute babe, I love you”

“I love you too, Jo. How are you eating that ice cream? It’s so cold already. I might start shivering soon”

“You know how much I love ice cream. Awhh. It’s okay we’ll be out of here soon”

Fifteen minutes later they left the cafe. They walked towards Jocelyn’s home. It was five minute walk.

“Abe, aren’t you the best”, Jocelyn said holding Abel’s hand and swinging it front and back.

“No, you are” , he took her hand and kissed it.

…………………………

“Just come inside. Why are you scared? No one’s home!!!!”

“What if they come back all of a sudden?”

“Abe, my parents are in a different city. They’ll be back only by next week.” Read more »

My favorite position – Female perspective

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Backseat Rider Mil[F]

You never realize how much stuff you’ve collected in your life until it’s moving day.

With our youngest son finally going away to college, we did two moves in one. My husband Alex and I were moving into a condo only a few miles away, but first we were driving Cory sixteen hours away to college. Because we had to put all our things in storage (we wouldn’t get title for another three weeks), we were planning a two-week road trip after we finished driving a few days drive to drop Cory off.

As we were packing the car, with all of Cory’s stuff plus our suitcases for the almost three-week round trip, we found we had a major predicament. By the time the car was loaded, there was only room enough to seat two people: the driver and someone sitting in the back seat directly behind the driver. Everyplace else was piled to the roof with Cory’s belongings and our suitcases.

My husband tried to reshuffle everything, but there was simply too much of it.

I finally suggested, “Cory and I could squeeze back there together.”

“For sixteen hours?” Alex asked. “You’d end up totally on each other’s nerves.” Read more »

I’m the Teachers Little Playtoy [F18]

I thought I told you not to wear panties to my class,” muttered the Teacher as he raised my skirt.

I was sitting on his desk in an empty classroom, digging into the wood with my fingernails and biting my lip. How do I tell him that I wore them on purpose? That I loved it when I disobeyed him and he punished me.

He searched me with his fingers until he felt the handle of the butt plug. “Did you have it in all day?”

I nodded, swallowing a whimper as he pressed on it.

“Remember,” he said. “If you make a sound, we’ll stop.”

I didn’t dare look over my shoulder and meet his eyes. He slapped my ass once. Then, when I didn’t react, he slapped me again to make certain. My cheeks stung from his palm. I imagined that my pale skin was now brilliantly red with his hand print marking me.

With a heavy sigh, he let my skirt drop. “You want an ‘A’ in this class, right?”

I nodded again. Heat rushed to my face, my heart skipped a beat, and then I heard him unbuckle his belt, and I braced myself. Read more »

Little Red Riding Hood Pt. 1 [MF] [Fiction]

Hey There Little Red Riding Hood,

You don’t know me, but I have come to know you over the last few moons or so. I know that sounds crazy and all, but please hear me out.

I remember the first time I glanced upon you in the woods. I was on my way to blow off some steam with the three pigs in town. We have this game we play where I huff and I puff, and they pretend to hide scared of me until I blow down their house like only a big bad wolf could do. They get off on it and it’s a quick release for me. But let’s get back to you.

I only noticed you briefly, but its was as though your perfect silhouette was etched into my mind with more detail than the Mona Lisa. In that instant I forgot all about those three pigs, and my full attention became obsessed with you.

I only saw you for a moment, but it felt as though time stood still. I swear that the woods became silent as you walked by. The birds stopped their chirping, the squirrels stopped their squirreling, even the wind stopped blowing through the trees. Everything froze in the moment that you walked by. In fact, I’m surprised you didn’t hear me as a moan escaped my deepest desires breaking the silence that followed you. Read more »

Our True Names [Part 4] [MF] [Slow Burn]

[Part 4: Under the Moonlight]

Alex collapsed on the black leather couch in his living room, the sounds from Hatsui’s still reverberating in his head. Colin and the others had been a welcome distraction. He had drunk more than he intended and he knew there would be hell to pay the next morning.

“Samira…,” he whispered to himself. He reached behind him, grabbing the cream-colored scarf he had brought back to his apartment. He pulled it across his face, laid back once more, and inhaled deeply. It smelled just like her. Sweet and innocent at first, later deepening into a scent he couldn’t ascribe words too. His cock stiffened in his pants and he groaned. He recalled the waitress at Hatsui, her long pale neck, her ample breasts pressing against her tight-fitting uniform, and how she brushed against his shoulder each time she placed dishes on the table. He hadn’t reacted to her artifice, as tempting as it was. But Samira, her scent imbued into the scarf… That was enough for him to swell and ache painfully, wanting release. Read more »

The Baby Sitter

Please be nice. This is the second story I have ever written. The first I have ever posted. I hope everyone likes it. :)

**12/31/20**

**Dreams**

**And**

**Fantasies**

**The Babysitter**

Sara opened the front door and almost fell inside, tripping over her high heels. “Whoa, Babe!” Nick said laughing as he grabbed her arm to catch her. “You don’t want to wake up the baby.” It was their anniversary and they were able to get Violet, the neighbor’s daughter, to watch their son for them. Sara was very excited to be able to go out. She felt like it had been so long since they were able to go out just the two of them. So excited that she might have over done it a little bit. She was so busy getting everything together for the babysitter, doing her make-up and getting dressed in her cutest little black dress, that she didn’t even eat lunch before they had left. When she drank that first long island iced tea it went straight to her head. She ate a good dinner but combined with the-second-long island, she was good and gone. Read more »

Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch (Part 2) (MF) (Wholesome)

This is part 2 of my series “Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch”. Any and all suggestions or critiques are appreciated! Thank you! Part 1 is also linked below!

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/korg51/meeting_caitlyn_for_lunch_part_1_mf_wholesome/)

# Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch (Part 2)

As Caitlyn gently tugged me through her front door, a familiar scent hit me. “They’re chocolate chip cookies, I baked them before you picked me up earlier, I know they’re your favorite.” There was a plate of cookies sitting on the kitchen counter, obviously freshly baked. “Why would she bake cookies for me, did she plan on bringing me inside the entire time?” I thought to myself.

She got started on the coffee, it was an older drip-style coffee maker, so it was going to take a few minutes for it to finish. “While we’re waiting, do you want to get a grand tour of the place?” Caitlyn asked hesitantly. I accepted, the entire time we’ve been friends I’ve never been inside her house, we usually hung out in public places.

The house is simple, it has the ground floor and a basement. The ground floor has the usual kitchen, living room, dining room, and bathroom. She led me through each of the rooms, but they were all pretty self-explanatory. Once we circled back to the kitchen, she opened a door that led downstairs. Read more »