Cuckquean Quickie #4 [cuckquean, ffm, 30s]

She moaned as she held my head down, my face buried deep in her pussy. I licked up her wet lips as her fingers, tangled in my hair, firmed their grip. She pushed me in closer to her as she ground her hips, rubbing herself in my face, as my tongue circled her clit.

I looked up her body to see if she was looking at me, but her attention was elsewhere, her head turned to the side, my husband’s dick in her mouth, his fingers in her hair, fucking her face as she fucked mine.

It had been his dream to fuck her since college. And now, for his birthday wish, I’d decided to make it come true. I hadn’t initially thought of being involved, although the idea of watching my husband fuck another woman had been a secret fantasy of mine for a number of years.

We’d set some ground rules:

He could fuck her once,

He could fuck her raw, but he couldn’t cum inside her

Oral sex didn’t count

Angela had been happy with that but had also insisted since I made the rules that I should stay and watch. After all, how else would I know we’d obeyed them?

A guy fingered me on the sidelines of a soccer game [F26/M40s] [public] [groping]

I’m not usually like this, I swear. But as his hand journeys upwards from my knee, I suck down air anticipating what’s to come. I’m attuned to his touch, aware of every contour in his fingerprints as they describe gentle circles on my thighs. With each swoop and swerve, he grows bolder, dancing closer to my heat. His trepidation teases me. I can see it in his face, his excited nervousness, that frightened little boy look, reaching for something he knows isn’t his.

The point is only further driven home by that silver wedding band that someone else placed on his finger.

I don’t discourage him, don’t make any moves to stop him, to push his hand away, and that alone should be encouragement enough. But is he going to do it?

I met him last month, out on the sidelines of the grassy soccer pitch. I was cheering and clapping, watching the pack of children swarm the ball, rooting for the blue-and-yellow jerseys. They were displaying more enthusiasm than talent. I’d been glancing downfield when I caught his eye — the dad standing just down the line from me.

The beach weekend [M/F/M] [oral] [public] [mid-30s]

*So we went to the beach. My friends Jimmy and Lyssa wanted to go, and I agreed to fly them down for the weekend because I didn’t have any other plans. We booked two rooms at a decent hotel with its own private beach, dropped off our bags, and hit the sand.*

*p.s. Lyssa’s reading these stories. Comment accordingly.*

**Simon**
Lyssa and I were lying on the beach, watching her husband swim in the ocean. The sun was shining and the waves were crashing against the shore. Lyssa rolled over onto her stomach and asked me to put suntan lotion on her back. She lifted herself up and scooted forward, enabling me to get to her backside and legs. As I rubbed the lotion on her back, I allowed my hands to wander a little, taking in the silky smooth skin beneath my palms. I could tell she was enjoying it and I enjoyed the way she shivered at my touch, or maybe just the coolness of the lotion.

I continued to rub the lotion on her legs, taking my time as I let my fingers wander across her body. I could feel her body heat rising and I knew my touch was turning her on.

Alice’s Wonderland: Chapter 7: Showered With Love [F/M 20s, femdom]

“Is it still far?” I asked. We had been walking for nearly twenty minutes. Thankfully, we had not run into any familiar faces along the way. My awkward small-step movements made it obvious that something was bothering me and causing me to involuntarily move the way I did. At least, the few passersby that we did come across, certainly noticed.

“We’re almost there,” Alice said. “Although I do need to drop by a store real quick.”

“Can’t it wait?” I pleaded. “I would really like to visit a bathroom, so I can remove this plug and get this stuff out of me. It’s getting uncomfortable.”

“It won’t take long, besides, I need you to be with me,” Alice said.

With a sense of defeat, I accepted that, for my own sake, it was better not to argue with Alice too much. We continued our journey and eventually came to a halt in front of The Pet Palace, a pet supplies store.

“So what do you need me for?” I asked. “Are you getting things for your pets which I’ll need to carry?”

My old student Chloe, part 1 [F18, 30M]

The bell rang and in an instant a room full of hardworking students had disappeared into thin air. It had been a long day with no time for lunch, but thankfully it was a Friday, the last Friday of what had been the longest term I could remember. “Thank fuck that one is over and one with” I thought, packing up the equipment around the room. I looked over to my desk and saw a stack of exam papers that needed marking and grading during my week off. Great, there goes the 2 days I thought as I picked them up and dumped them in my bag. I got to my car, unlocked it and put my stuff in the boot. I took my jacket off and left that in the boot too – it was a sunny day, so why not I thought to myself. I started up the car, put the windows down and drove home. I live a few towns away, so I’m close enough to school that it was a quick commute, but far enough away that I wouldn’t bump into any students or parents when I was out running errands or at the pub with friends. I pulled up in the car park and went into the shop and bought my classic Friday night “I’m Single Dinner for 1” – a microwave burger, some fries and a chocolate bar. I looked at the beer and was tempted, but went for a 4 pack of energy drinks instead. I thought I’d have a gaming session tonight and crack on with the marking tomorrow. When I got to the checkout I put my shopping on the belt and started looking through my phone, walking down the belt and not paying attention to the world. I noticed the person in front had walked off with their shopping, so I walked past the till worker without a glance and asked for a bag.

searching a certain story

Searching for a certain story

Hey there I’ve read this story some time ago.

Girl and Boy are on Holidays I think, walking to the beach where he diggy a hole that just her head is outside.
Later he messages some other guys to use her.
Anyone an idea where to find or which story it could be?

Breaking the Ex [MMF, [F25, M25, M41] [BiSexual] [Cuckold] [Power Dynamic] [Non-Fiction]

I’m writing this on the back of a post I made several days ago on a confessions board. In light of Nick’s discovery, and having blocked me from contacting him using conventional methods, I penned a lengthy, somewhat rambling, letter to him. I sent it recorded delivery to his home address. I wasn’t looking to rekindle anything, far from it. I was actually glad that the relationship was over. I didn’t expect a reply, I just wanted to provide Nick with closure.

I was surprised, I’d even say shocked, when, barely a week after sending the letter, that Nick appeared at the gate of my apartment building. I don’t know if he’d been trying the door, as I saw him when entering myself. I didn’t even realise it was him until I attempted to enter, as he had his back to me. I should have recognised him, but I just didn’t. He was the last person that I expected to see that day.

(Part 1&2) Mike & Dylan – MM Caught Sweaty-Handed [M22/M28] [Straight to Gay] [Romance] [1stPOV]

READ NOW! **Part 1&2** is now available on [Wattpad](https://www.wattpad.com/story/334859267-mike-dylan)!

**Summary**

**Caught sweaty-handed…**

Dylan is mortified when his long-time crush and boss walks in on him masturbating during the middle of the day. It’s not like he can chalk up some lame excuse while he’s in the middle of coming, not to mention the GQ magazine laid out beside him and his fingers in a place they normally shouldn’t be.

Mike’s been having trouble in the sex department for a while now, but after seeing Dylan jettison his load all over his stomach, he finds he’s rock hard. He can’t seem to shake the image of him either, his face as he came, his pink cheeks, not only were they cute but maybe a little sexy? Now all he has to do is convince Dylan to help him with his ‘not so little’ problem.

**All characters are over the age of eighteen, HEA guarantee! For Mature readers only.*

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*A spinoff from Alexis & Wolf and can be read as a standalone.*

Unexpected Shower Show [F24][solo, voy]

My alarm went off as it usually does every weekday. Normally I turn it off and get up right away to get ready for work but I didn’t feel like getting up yet. I laid there for a bit after shutting it off trying to remember what I had just been dreaming about. I couldn’t remember exactly but I did know that whatever it was, it had made me horny.

I rolled over to my bedside table and grabbed a small clit suction toy I have and started using it. I ran my free hand up my body, on my tits and down to my pelvis while I moved my hips up and down. After a while of playing with myself, I didn’t feel like I was close to cumming, at all. It frustrated me as I had to get up or I’d be late for work.

I threw the toy back in my drawer and went to the washroom to take a shower. I started to brush my teeth while I looked at my eyes and wondered how they weren’t more red with how tired I felt. While in my thoughts, I heard walking on the ceiling of my apartment. I live on the top floor of a three storey building so I could hear a couple people walking on the roof to repair something that I didn’t fully read about in an email sent to us.

The consequences of barebacking (F30/M25) [college, impreg, alcohol, porn]

It was a warm April day at a big university in New Mexico in 1998. Three of us had each completed our PhD dissertations and we were celebrating at a bar just off campus: me (M25 and single) and two married guys.

Soon, another student whose name later turned out to be Kerri (F30) walked in and sat down. She said that her paper had also just been accepted. To be honest, none of the three of us knew her that well. She was in a different program, but what the hell. We all proceed to drink.

The married guys slowed down before they got tipsy; they’d need to drive home. I mentioned that since I lived on campus, I didn’t have that problem—but also that I didn’t drink alone. Kerri announced that she, too, lived on campus, and that she’d stick around if I wanted another round.

The guys left and it was just Kerri and me. She was shorter than me, wore glasses and little makeup, and had her hair pulled back. She also seemed to have heavy breasts. In a lot of ways she was a regular woman, but once we were alone I realized how sexual she was.