M4A Cuckold looking for people to rp or talk on this subject and my wife

Hello! I am 34 years old and I have been married for one year (and together with my wife for 4 years).

My wife is 30 years old. She is 175 cm for 63 kilos. She loves to do gym and I would say that her ass looks amazing.

I always have had cuckold fantasies; to imagine another person being with the person I love. Those fantasies have gotten stronger recently (since my wedding actually). I am not looking for someone just to say “I will make scream your wife”. I like build up and the feeling that when the sex start her body belongs to the other person now.

We can talk about prompts together. I have some in mind and I am really happy to hear any ideas you may have.

I have one idea in mind: my wife didn’t do yet her bachelorette party (as we know covid limited a lot what we can do). She is going to do it at the end of the year. The story could follow my wife and her friends having a bachelorette party night, and her going wild with a person during that night.

Home to fill you up. [MF] [Creampie]

Just walking through the door after a long day. I throw my things on counter, empty my pockets and head to the bedroom to change. I’m greeted by you. You’re dressed in the sexy lingerie you know I’m a sucker for. You look amazing. Your breasts are on full display as you’re laying seductively on the bed. My cock has gone from flaccid to hard in the time it takes me to walk from the door to the bed. I start to undo my pants and untuck my shirt, you stop me. You tell me that you get to unwrap your present. You pull me to the side of the bed by my belt. Reaching between my legs and feeling my length.

My Wife’s Open Family Part 2

Amanda awoke the next morning still reeling from the events of the night before. She was still in shock over what happened but was happy she made the decision to go through with it. Amanda went down to grab some breakfast where Jason was already sitting at the table.

Jason smiled at Amanda and she responded with “well I’m guessing you know?” He replied “yes, I heard you had a fun night.” Amanda couldn’t help but notice movement in Jason’s shorts. She looked at him and said “does this mean you and I get to have fun?” Jason responded with “yes if that’s something you want.”

Without saying a word Amanda stood up and walked over to him. She straddled him on the chair and kissed him. Jason’s hands made their way up her legs and onto her ass. He squeezed tightly as Amanda was kissing him with passion and excitement. Amanda took her shirt off and was now topless as she straddled Jason. She pulled his tank top off and began to kiss his neck. Jason picked up Amanda and carried her over to the couch. With one movement Amanda dropped her knees and pulled Jason’s shorts down. His dick was thicker and slightly longer than her father’s. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and eagerly took the tip in her mouth. She was much less hesitant and uncomfortable than she was with her father. She tried her best to take him deep but could not help but gag as she felt him in her throat. Jason’s moans tuned her on even more and she began to suck faster while simultaneously stroking him.

TBT to the time(MF) I(F) made my boyfriend(M) cum on a beach with other people around us

It was in summer 2020 before covid hit us hard. Me and my boyfriend of 6 months (now my husband) went to a beach in London just to chill. I’m a curvy girl with big ass and round big tits which are quite hard to be covered by bikinis. I was feeling bold that day and mischievous too because of the argument I had last night with my bf. I decided to go as skimpy as I could and opted for a maroon coloured bikini set with little hearts on it and a barely there thong style panties. I fully knew that my bf loved this set on me because it matched quite well with my skin tone.

We went to the beach around 1-ish on a weekday to avoid rush because we both were off from work. We got there and I laid down my beach towel and took off my cover-all. My bf went to go take a swim. As soon as I took the cover off I had immediately caught eyes of a few people around me which I liked as I was a bad attention whore. My bf came back and was shocked that I had decided to wear something so bold and sexy. I laid down on my stomach and took out some stuff to read. I noticed my bf looking at my ass so I started to wiggle my legs to shake my ass a bit to make him more horny. I didn’t mind the attention I was getting from the surrounding males too.

Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 3 – The Naughty List [MFf][mc][nc][rape][bd][Mdom][inc][humil][sad]

[Start at chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/szjolv/possession_christmas_vengeance_chapter_1_warming/)

DISCLAIMERS

Please read!

These disclaimers are to help you know if my story is for you or not. I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn’t sound like your kind of thing!

The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through the eyes of a VILLAIN. If you do not enjoy very dark themes, this is not for you!

Please note, every chapter gets more extreme! 9-part story.

This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are 18+. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FETISH WARNINGS

-Rape/Abuse/Violence toward women/Absolute non-mutual non-con

-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism

-Incest

-Bondage

-Gross tastes/smells (bodily fluids, piss, asshole, sweat)

-Queefing

-Squirting

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Chapter 3 – The Naughty List

My lovers [Incest] [Rape]

~This is my first attempt at erotica so please don’t be too harsh!! Lol~

I wipe my face, mascara running down my face. Rivulets of cum drip from my cheeks and chin, falling onto my white blanket. It leaves a stain that almost resembles an open circle, the incompleteness that reflects my broken nature – although one that may soon be developed further in my continued relationship with my abusive lovers. I look at them both as they begin to dress, their toned bodies and what they resemble being part of the attraction in why I let them into the most depraved side of myself.

We had just finished a particular lengthy and violent session of sex. The bruises on my neck and arms as well as the bites on my breasts are symbols of their inability to hold back on their lusts and desires. Their abusive and violent treatment of my body is what gave me orgasm after orgasm as I relived my father’s rape in my head as they fucked me senseless. Their touch acting as the conduit into the trauma I only let out when I’m in bed with them. I am also the body that allows them to release their most violent sides, sides they couldn’t release around other partners. My head throbs from the slamming they gave me when they threw me up against the wall as they pistoned their cocks inside of my asshole. I’m glad they are always available when I most need them for my addiction to sexual violence.

A girl in my class – Part II [High School] [True story] [M/F]

If you enjoyed, let me know. Any and all critiques are welcomed. Thanks!

Part II

That monday back to school felt a little awkward. She caught me looking at her a couple times, but would just smile and quickly look away. We talked, and she asked me how soon I’d be able to hang out again. I had a soccer showcase tournament that weekend so I told her I was too busy. We then made plans to hangout after school that week at a time we were both free.

After school, we walked to my truck which was in the student parking lot. We went to Jimmy John’s and brought it back to her house. Her dad was away on business, and her mom wouldn’t be home until much later, so we watched some Breaking Bad on her couch in her living room before transferring to her room. Given I’d already finished the show twice through, I found it difficult to get lost in the show. I became nervous and couldn’t stop from focusing on my breathing as my heart beat faster.

One comment led to soooo much more! (Dominated by a college girl) [MF] part 3!

My thoughts of endless possibilities running wild, i was now hooked under the clasp of Fiona’s palm, thinking of her night and day she held me in a position of not wanting but needing more, yet, too afraid to ask fearing her rejection.

Constantly conjuring up ways to beat her at her own game, it was late Saturday night and i received a message.

“Missing me?”

I obviously didn’t have her number saved in my phone but knew immediately who it was. I wrote back three times and deleted before i sent a message. I didn’t want to seem too eager, i delayed my response and eventually replied.

“As much as you’re thinking of me”

Genius I thought! I awaited a response but she left me hanging, (i was really expecting a picture ill be honest) typical of her style she was playing with me again, i resisted the urge to send her another message. I even contemplated sending her a picture of you know what but i knew the consequences.

Wednesday. I arrived a few minutes late, Fiona was already in, her head buried in a harry potter book, which kind of surprised me. My tutor sat behind his desk,

I think she’s playing hard to get

Last week I “accidentally” had my dick poking out thru my shorts while me and my mom played a board game really late at night. She commented and said my bits were hanging out. I said so what stroked my cock a few times then put it away we finished the board game then the next morning she basically scolded me. Saying she knew I was fucked up and that I wouldn’t usually do that. She said she wasn’t going to tell my dad on me and just made me feel bad about it so is it a no go or should I do somthing more sublime.

Two Women Realise the Value of Friendship [M/F/F]

“How’d the gig go, Mon?” asked Shirley.

“Ten people showed up.”

Shirley’s eyes broadened. “Hey, that’s an improvement. Things are getting better.”

“I guess if you look at it like that.”

Monica slumped onto the sofa and sighed. Shirley sat beside her, held her hand and rubbed her arm. “It will get better. Just hang in there. I believe in you.”

Monica looked at Shirley, and the corners of her lips curled. “Thank you. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’re never gonna have to find out,” said Shirley.

“How was your date?”

Shirley pursed her lips and tilted her head towards her shoulder. “He was a douche. Pretended to forget his wallet, so he made me pay for the date. Then after he found out that I wasn’t going to sleep with him, he didn’t want to drive me back. To make things worse, the taxi driver ripped me off.”

Monica threw her arms around Shirley and pressed her cheek against hers. “You deserve Prince Charming, and I know that he’s on his way.”

“Yeah, I wish I could believe that.”