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She Didn’t Know I Knew…….But I Knew Pt2[Cheating][Voyeurism]

I was a lot more nervous than I thought I would be. When my feet hit the ground as I crawled out of my truck, my knees went weak and I had to catch myself from falling. I had never understood the term “butterflies in my stomach” until this moment. Every breath was a struggle as I slowly approached my own home. Like before, I slid my key into the slot as quietly as possible.

“Damn I really need to grease that hinge” I thought as the door crept open. I could already feel my cock starting to inch further and further down my pant leg. It was almost as though I was watching a movie through someone else’s eyes rather than actually doing this myself.

At the doorway, I could already hear her muffled little cries spilling out of our bedroom. It sounded like they were praying with as many “Oh Gods” that they throwing around. As I listened, my eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to the wall of photos decorating the walls and staircase. I hadn’t stopped and looked at them in so long. It was like traveling through a time machine. Little bits and fragments of our lives together captured in single moments staring back at me. Our wedding……..The boys…….family portraits……..vacations. I relived every moment again while the cries of sexual gratification rang in my ears. Read more »

Cuckold Litany [cuckold] [list]

Originally from https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/forced-bi-cuckolding/real-cuckold-stories/#post-368

I should have known I was a cuckold that Saturday afternoon in 1957 when I was young and I saw the love of my life, JoAnn making out with another guy in the balcony of a movie theater and all I could do was watch them with a hard on leaking precum into my jockey shorts.

I should have known I was a cuckold that night in 1959 when I called the next love of my life and Carol was home alone with the biggest cunt hound in my class. As she was hanging up the phone, I heard her say, “Stop it Eddie! Someone will be home in 15 minutes and I need to get dressed.” All I did was go into the bathroom for privacy and stroke my cock.

I should have known I was a cuckold the night in 1962 that the next love of my life, Jackie told me she was pregnant and getting married the next Monday. I went home and actually considered asking her to marry me instead of the father of her baby. Read more »

My first erotic story (long) (outdoor) (fantasy) (bdsm) (oral) (anal)

**In the Back Garden**

I was outside in the back garden when the most amazing thing happened to me. I was on my hands and knees plating flowers around the new shed when I felt a familiar set of hands on my back. I started to stand up raising up on my knees when he whispered, “Be still.” in my ear. I was intrigued so I sat there on my knees with the sun kissing my bare shoulders and the wind blowing my hair around my face. That’s when I felt it. The rope he was placing around my ankles. I was scared. I tried to rise. He placed one hand firmly on the back of my neck and in a soft rough tone said, “Trust me”. And I did.

He finished securing the rope around my ankles and then started working to secure my shaking hands behind my back, stopping only once to kiss my neck. I was trembling all over, I don’t know anymore if it was out of fear or excitement. But I remember liking the way I felt in that moment, and all the moments to follow. Read more »

The Friday Show – Propaganda [mc] [MMFF] [MF] [oral] [orgy]

Steph was frustrated. The boys were spent. It had been hours, now, since she had last managed to make either one of them hard.

She and Sarah had alternated sucking and licking and blowing Steve and Frank with bouts of frenzied masturbation watching the endless parade of men who went on stage and shot their loads in the red head’s mouth.

She must have blowed at least a dozen guys – each more than once – over the course of the last few hours. And Steph was at the same time disgusted by the pornographic display on TV and envious of the young girl who could drink as much cum as she wanted to.

Initially, everything went fine. Even though both Frank and Steve must have come at least a couple of times each in Sarah’s mouth and all over her tits, Steph’s arrival had been like gasoline on a fire. Soon both men – the younger Frank with his eager, smaller cock and the more mature Steve with his thick, persistent hard on – were cumming all over the girls again. Read more »

Bad Girl Sleepover[ff][18+][lesbian]

I had met Andrea on my first day at my new highschool. It was my final year, but I had changed schools because my mother had a job offer in a new city, so I knew nobody in the entire school and was nervous to meet new people. Andrea was one of the popular girls, and had a dominating, almost frightening aura to her. There was something about her that made me shiver as her sapphire blue eyes glared at me, but when the most popular girl in your new school invites you over for a sleepover, you don’t say no.

We sat in her bedroom, legs crossed on her bed, and a bowl of lightly salted popcorn placed between us. She wore a pair of white satin pajamas covered in tiny blue roses, her bleached blonde hair was held up in a messy bun and she still wore the thick makeup that she had on that day at school. I was in a navy blue flannel pajama set, my dirty blond hair cascading down my shoulders, and as usual, I didn’t wear any makeup. We chatted a bit, talking about boys and movies, did each other’s nails, and everything seemed just like a normal sleepover. That is, until Andrea asked if I wanted to play a game. Read more »

Hyperdreams.com Free account?

I know it’s pathetic to ask but, does anyone here think they can link their account to me or password for the account to me through PM? I know this won’t get anywhere but, i’m broke and sadly can’t buy it myself.

“Cheating With My Boyfriend’s Hung, Older Brother” [MF] [Long] [anal] [cheating]

“Cheating With My Boyfriend’s Hung, Older Brother”
“…..My boyfriend’s older brother came home for Thanksgiving. We didn’t get to see much of him over the course of the seven years we have been together. But, whenever he came home, it was always an event. He was the favorite of his parents. I think it was because he was the only one that went to college. Even though he got a full ride for playing baseball. His career didn’t last very long, though. After college he blew out his arm, and his pitching days were over. His name is James. He has never been married, or he never seems to have a steady girlfriend. Long enough to call it a relationship, for that matter. I couldn’t figure out why. Maybe he just liked being single. He was sort of a ladies’ man. He just had an aura about him. I always thought he was cute. In fact, I remember the first holiday my boyfriend and I spent together, he was hitting on me. He even texted me off and on for a few weeks that year on what he would do to me. I remember it really turned me on. But, that was a while ago. He probably doesn’t even remember those days. He’s probably been with so many women since then, anyway. Read more »

A night by the lake – Noirty By Night [Outdoor][FM]

Few things are as beautiful as a late night swim in a forest lake, when the moonlight is all to navigate by and the ground is treacherous as you walk over roots first, then pebbles and ultimately start swimming because your feet lose contact. That silence, the cold water around you and the fear of swimming out too far, they are all so surreal that it makes you wonder if you’re dreaming. Add a naked women some twenty feet ahead of you to the mix and you definitely know it’s not real, that you aren’t considering to just drop your pants and join her after you found your secret spot already occupied.

That night though it was just what had happened, we were on a camping trip the university’s biology arm had organized just because they felt like it. Maybe some ‘getting to know nature’ thrown in to argue for funding, but it was really just a free for all camping trip and I certainly had nothing to do with biology. Neither had professor Lyndon, she led my English literature class if she wasn’t jumping on the chance to go for a late night swim dressed much less adequately than I normally knew her. Read more »

The Corridor [FM][FFF][Voyeurism][Oral]

The heavy door slammed down, shutting and locking behind Helen. It was a crashing, metallic sound of finality; a sound only to echo up through the corridor she was now standing in, an echo that eventually submitted to the noises of lust and sin and rapture coming from further on down. Her pulse quickened. Her body became abuzz from the rich, illicit sounds; reacting and responding to them all. Part of her wanted nothing more than to listen to those erotic sounds for a while, to let her fingers wander herself and wonder what was beyond the sweet and sinful sounds. But that was not possible, not here in this secret, seductive place. Time was a premium here.

The corridor was a flood of sterile, eerie light, halogen white that cast no shadows. It started as an incline with bare smooth walls on both sides, the slope of the incline made it impossible to see what laid ahead, without climbing it first. So Helen began to quickly traverse up the initial incline, while hearing the first rule of the corridor reciting in her head:
*Move quickly, choose quicker, for if another enters the corridor before you find a room, forever will you be banished, your sponsor too.* Read more »