I roll off of his wife and can feel my cock rapidly getting soft again. For what feels like the thousandth time our love making was the same old same old. To me it feels likewe are in a rut and I can play out almost word for word what will happen next. I will tell my wife I love her (and I do, don’t get me wrong) she will say the same. She will go to the bathroom and take a shower and we will fall asleep. Typical Tuesday night. The same thing will happen next Tuesday. Sex has become scheduled. Between my daughter Adelaine’s soccer on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and my son Joshua’s extra Marching band practices on Mondays and Thursdays and the normal chaos of the weekends my wife Jess and I only find ourselves at home with the energy for sex one day a week.
Category: eroticliterature
More Sex, More Revenge, and a Whip
After fucking the stranger in his hotel room, tasting his cum, swallowing it, letting him use and violate me in ways I’ve yearned for, while my husband was at home doing who knows what to his fat little side chick with her fucking ugly yellow panties, I went home. Of course, as a flight attendant, it took longer than just a jaunt across town. I found this stranger in another city, an airport hotel, far from home. Being in my profession, I could cheat on my husband whenever I wanted, but I never had. Not until a few days ago. And that was after finding his mistress’s panties in my fucking laundry room. I am angry, can you tell?
My [revenge sex](https://sexualcompass.com/2019/10/15/revenge-sex/) was hot. At least there was that. My husband hadn’t fucked me like that in months. Maybe that’s how long he’s been hammering his new girl, who knows. I want to catch them. I want to walk in on them and see what she does to him, what he does to her. It wouldn’t be a shock now. The shock was finding her undies. Again, in my fucking laundry room! So what did I do when I got home? I fucked his brains out.
The Dream Team: Threesome
I left college after my sophomore year and moved back home because I was offered a great job that I couldn’t turn down. My girlfriend Belinda was still studying law in Florida and Marcela was still studying Biology in Austin. Belinda and I had stayed together despite the long distance. I didn’t have much contact with Marcela anymore, but Belinda still talked with her regularly and she would tell me about what was going on in her life.
It had been two and a half years since that magical summer when Belinda and I had brought Marcela into our sex lives and it was now becoming a memory that I was always trying to keep fresh in my mind. I had almost completely given up hope that we might all be together (in that way) again.
HACKED WEBCAM (F4M, BDSM, AGEPLAY, BEAST, INCEST) – PART 2
Since you all asked so nicely :) Hope you enjoy.
I heard the door open and a muffled voice said «Stay» and I felt something being attached around my neck, a collar I guess and I was right because soon after it was snapped shut the voice said «Walk» and something pulled at my neck, a leash I guessed again. I followed the best I could, barely being able to walk in those ridiculous heels and luckily for me I didn’t have to walk far. «Stop» the voice said followed by «Kneel». I hesitated for a moment and before I could kneel on my own, I felt a searing pain around my neck and crumpled to the floor. I knew then that the collar around my neck was one of those doggy electrical shock thing. «Obey quickly or be punished» the voice said again. Fearing another jolt, I quickly got on my knees. «Good girl, now stay» the voice said.
Ravished before Dinner [MF]
We bought tickets to the ballet. Romeo and Juliet. How romantic! A nice dinner, a show of two lovers that…well, you know the story. I won’t rehash Shakespeare’s work here. The night of the performance I dolled myself up quite nice. My makeup was working better than usual, my eyes popped, and my hair was perfect (that’s a first!). I had the sexiest dress for the occasion, complete with stockings and heels. Stockings drive my husband nuts. I didn’t want Juliet being the star of the entire evening. I walked into the waft of his favorite perfume, and of course my nether regions were fresh, trim, and ready for sex! Silk pink panties were hidden by my sexy black dress. After all, a little color never hurts.
“Rum”, MF
Yadda Yadda, over 18, mostly fiction, etc lol. Constructive criticism always welcome.
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There’s maybe a dozen people over tonight for a cookout planned three weeks ago. Everyone brought something to the party, you brought rum. It has been a while since I’ve had rum, mostly because I feel like I get into trouble with it. When you tell me you hid it for us to drink, I know you are hoping for trouble.
College [MF]
First time posting. Apprecaite feedback but please be gentle.
It felt like we had met before. Or maybe I just wished we had. I saw you across the library at school as I was studying for finals and you reminded me of someone I knew. Or thought I knew. Either way my brain was pulled rapidly away from Psych 101 to your eyes. They are what got me first. They were green. They were also framed by some glasses that I am sure made some people assume you were nerdy or prudish but alll I saw them as were magnets that drew me into the depths of your eyes.
I have to admit your hair was also what got to me. It was red. Not deep red and not that stereotypical red that people copied with dye, no this was a light red that at times you describe as red or strawberry blonde depending on how you felt that morning.
Clearly that morning your focus was on school work and nothing else and so you would have seen yourself as “drab” or “frightful” in your sweat pants, baggy sweatshirt and quick ponytail but I could not help but simply picture us snuggled together watching some corny movie together.
BLACKMAIL
I grew up in a small town in coal mining country where my father worked on the railroad. He owned a couple of houses that he rented to people who did not want to rent from the coal company that they worked for.
One couple moved into one of the houses in the spring of my sophomore year of high school. The husband’s name was Russ and his wife was Jane. Russ was about 30 years old and about six feet tall and 190 pounds with a shaggy beard. Jane was a tall lady, about 5 feet 9 inches and about 130 pounds with light brown hair and a cute pug nose. She was not beautiful nor real pretty, but she was cute in a way. She did have a pretty nice figure, with nice tits. Jane was younger than Russ, about 23 years old. Their best friends, Bart and Susan, lived in a nearby town.
New job, Old Faces – I (21M) fucked my old PE teacher (30F) – Part 1 and 2 (FM)
New job, old faces
Part 1
It had probably been 5 years since I left the school when I ran into her – my PE teacher from secondary, a Miss Combe. I was 21, she must’ve been around 30. My secondary school memories of her are faded, but I remember her being quite open with us, about how annoyed she was because she’d spent all her money on useless stuff and then her boyfriend left her. Apart from that, all I remember is thinking she was fit and cute.
Anyway, back to 5 years later – it hadn’t been long since my 21st birthday, and I was back in the area visiting a few friends and my family. A job popped up at my old secondary school for helping the PE department , and I decided to try for it, and somehow got it. I was soon back in the school which I had been so excited to leave, and greeting my old teachers. Miss Combe was one of them, and I was astonished at how little she’d changed – although she did seem a touch more sad.
Fucking While Watching
I forgot what I was doing when she walked into the living room wearing a seductive little black pajama top: long enough to cover her, short enough to see there were no matching panties. She walked toward me and straddled me. She began to kiss me. What happened next? See for [yourself](https://sexualcompass.com/2019/10/28/fucking-while-watching/)!