Category: sexystories

How my husband [34M] and I [30F] brought a girl [21F] into our life, and how I made her my bitch [Part 1][FFM][long]

I knew the question was coming. I had known for weeks. I should have known far earlier, but I had let my own naïveté get the better of my reason. It was always the little things; James was too clever to mess up in an obvious way. Leaving for a work trip without a fresh stack of business cards, a fleck of nail polish on the collar, a small pause when describing his day over the dinner table. All in and of themselves nothing to worry about, much less lose sleep over. But they just kept happening…

And since I knew the question was coming, I had prepared an answer.

My head was on his stomach, his cock in my mouth and the aftertaste of cum still on my tongue when it finally arrived. He had his fingers wrapped around a handful of my bright red curls, breathing slowly, our love making having just ended. We often fell asleep like this. I knew he liked it, if only for the sense of dominance.

“Have you ever wanted to sleep with someone else?”

So that was his tact. Clever. Feeling out where I stood before revealing his own intentions. Read more »

Changing the rules of the happiness game (Part 7) [Str8][mf][inc][mm][F]

All morning at school I walked around in a daze. The full impact of how things had changed with Lily had finally landed. I knew the word for what we were doing, but I’d never, ever thought of applying it to my relationship with my sister; it seemed like a dirty, shameful, forbidden topic that belonged to the big, bad outside world, but had never had any relevance to us. I’d first encountered it in a crude scrawl defacing a 6th grade classroom desk, almost certainly placed there by a kid who was no more enlightened about its meaning than I: “INCEST IS BEST,” inscribed with, in place of the S letters, that funny-looking “cool” motif that was all the rage at the time. Surreptitiously, I’d looked the unfamiliar word up in the dictionary, realized that it was a dark and forbidden thing, and filed the knowledge away under “grownup stuff.” The only lasting impression it made on me was that I vaguely associated the “cool S” with forbidden knowledge for a long time thereafter. Read more »

How I became addicted to a woman’s orgasm in 1975

Ok the title gives it away…..I’m older ( not old ). Or as I prefer to think of it….mature and experienced LOL. If you just have to know I’m 61 years old.

This is my story of how I became addicted to the female orgasm and why I have spent my life chasing them. While my friends developed hobbies during their life – my hobby is sex and the pursuit of the ultimate orgasm. Not mine – I can cum anytime anywhere, fast or slow. No my pursuit is for a woman’s orgasm – to play a part ( big or small ) in her achieving a body shaking, trembling, toe curling, full body orgasm that radiates out from her pussy. To be a spectator / participant with her is, to me, the ultimate rush.

Anyway to the story. I know it was a long time ago but it left such a permanent impression on me that I remember it like it happened moments ago. Read more »

First time with a straight friend

I developed a thing for one of my best friends in college, a very cute nerdy boyscout kinda boy, but I didn’t realize it until he had a girlfriend and i was jealous and i still thought i was 100% straight and not bi so I didn’t know what to do, she ended up dumping him. when we were back on campus i took him out for drinks to help him get over it, and he tells me he never even had sex with his ex and it had gone as far as kissing, he was basically drunk depressed and blue balled, after a couple drinks we headed back to his place to crash, and ended up watching dumb movies on his couch, he’d changed into pajama pants at this point, and during a sex scene i noticed a huge bulge in his pants, being stupid and drunk i couldn’t stop starring at it and he noticed, he got super embarrassed and shy, and I tried to tell him it was alright and complemented his size, he apparently wasn’t aware he was larger then average since no one else had ever seen his dick, I started giving him a bunch of compliments and told him his ex was missing out, which only turned him on more, with the help of more alcohol i got the courage to ask if he wanted some help with that, which confused him at first as i put my hand on his thigh, but he didn’t complain as I started rubbing him through his pajama pants, this went on for a while, me rubbing him and getting in closer , and him leaning back, closing his eyes, and moaning in enjoyment, he developed a big wet spot in the front of his pants and slowly i got closer and removed the buttons from his pajama pants, releasing his big cock ( i wanna say 9 inches but i cant be sure, but definitely big) it was beautiful, hairy at the base and uncut but long and clean on the shaft, i leaned and gave it little kiss, and he moaned in approval, so i started slowly licking and jerking him, rolling back his foreskin, and as he moaned more i got faster and started to suck his head (this was my first time giving a bj so it probably wasn’t the best but he loved it) and fondling his balls, he gave a big groan and came in my mouth, I honestly wasn’t prepared and had to hide that I nearly chocked and held back tears as he came multiple shots in my mouth, it was a lot, and basically drained all his energy because he basically got knocked out once the cum stopped, I swallowed what i could, and licked up the rest, cleaning what had fell from my mouth onto his waist, and giving his cock a good once over to get everything, and then i went to bed next to him exhausted and drunk, its a great memory for me, im still friends with him but he’s moved on to new girls and we dont really talk about what happened, im still deeply attracted to him but ive also moved on myself, thats life i guess.

Gave my wife’s panties to my bi Female friend [MF]

I think like most married guys I’d love to watch my wife have sex with another woman. Unfortunately she has given me a pretty definite no the times I brought it up.

One evening not too long ago I happened to be having drinks with a bi female friend who has been quite vocal in her desires toward my wife ( at least with me ). I can’t remember how our conversation became centred on panties but she was really animated in her need for two pairs of my wife’s used panties. She needed to smell and taste the essence of my wife.

At first I laughed it off and told her no but she was very insistent and made me an offer I couldn’t refuse – she was going to use them to masturbate and would take pics and give me them back to me soiled by her as well. Now as much as she wants my wife, I want her ( but she only wants my wife not me ) so she knew that would make me comply.

The next day we met up and I handed her two pairs of my wife’s thong panties. I swear her hand was shaking with excitement when she took them. Read more »

AGENT AIKA: KAREN’S EXECUTION [ F/F, snuff, guro, legal teens, shooting, cunt shots, panty fetish, deathgasm ]

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Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this story are over the age of 18. References to “teen(s)” or “young girl(s)”, etc., are meant to imply persons over the age of 18.

**AGENT AIKA: KAREN’S EXECUTION, Snuffisode #1**
**By Smut Genie**

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“nnyaanngg…r-ri–right there!” Midori mewled, thrusting her ass higher into the air as the dull grey snout of the Ruger .45 caliber pistol glided along the deep inset of her sopping panties.

“You like that, don’t you slut?” came the voice from behind, followed by a hard smack that left a bright red welt across the pale white skin of the girl’s ass cheek.

Karen Minamino grinned down at the young bitch writhing in submission to her weapon, with a predatory smile slapped on her pretty teen face. Slowly rubbing the deadly pistol into the girls cunt lips, she leaned forward and pushed Midori’s head into the pillows to arch her back and ass into a still lewder position. “NNyaaahh!” The delicious whimper that came from the bitch’s mouth set a thrill through Karen’s own cunt. Fuck this was good! Read more »

I flogged her and I liked it……because she really really liked it. [MF]

An admission: I am not a Dom. I have dabbled in bondage with various partners ( who hasn’t ?? ) but not in the true BDSM sense – more just restraining for the feeling of helplessness and to add a different element to sex and orgasms. I’ve tied up women and been tied up myself – all in good fun. But I had never restrained a woman and then used an instrument to inflict pain. Not my thing.

But here I was, having been escorted into the bedroom by her cuckold husband, surveying the scene in front of me – on the bed was a flogger, paddle, leather wrist cuffs, and a few other little things. He had settled into his chair in the corner. On the floor in front of me she was kneeling naked with her head down and her arms outstretched in front and above her head, hands clasped together.

“ I need to be punished “ she said in a sort of whisper. Read more »

The first time I met her she was in a dog crate………

One of the craziest sexcapades I’ve had recently began a few years ago and sadly ended with Covid.

It all began when a guy I met asked if I wanted a blowjob from his wife. He described her as 30 with blonde hair, toned body, and a pretty face ( which I discovered much later was all true ). I had not met him before nor had I ever seen his wife but being a horny man with a sex life at home bordering on a dead bedroom, I jumped at the chance for some decent head.

When I showed up at their house he led me to a curtained off room and gave me the 3 rules – no cumming in her mouth ( on her face was good just not in her mouth/throat ), no anal, use a condom to fuck her pussy. So I was given the green light to fuck her if I wanted to go beyond a blowjob! Read more »

The best spanking I’ve never had [MF] [anticipation] [fantasy] [mdom] [spanking] [lust]

It was the middle of the Raptors championship-winning run in 2019. I met some friends at a patio in a trendy part of town to watch the game. (I don’t really watch sports, sorry if I’m using the wrong terminology anywhere here.)

A married friend who is a lifelong Raptors fan (Let’s call him Mr. Raptors, or Mr. R for short) had invited out a bunch of friends from his other social circles. They were all pretty drunk by the time I arrived after a long day at work. His wife hadn’t bothered to show up to support him and cheer for his team, as usual. Anytime I saw them together she seemed bitchy and distant, they would show up together and then she would wander off to find something else to do *other* than spend time with him. She was good looking, but the amount of time she abandoned him at social events, and the way she ordered him around or dismissed him when they would be talking together signalled that there was something weird going on between them out of the public eye. I often fantasized about being his side peice, and was in the habit of finding excuses to hang out with him, hence me not being a sports person but still showing up for the game. So, here we all are watching the game, drinking, and his wife is MIA. Read more »

College Nights- Sarah Part 1 [F] [Solo]

Sarah stared at her body in the mirror, her critical eyes moving past the generous swell of her breasts rising and falling beneath the white cotton bra that she had thrown on before her early morning class. Her warm brown eyes landed on her soft stomach and the dimples and dips that the extra weight added to her body. She sighed softly to herself and covered her belly with her arms as her eyes tracked down her wide hips to the short length of her legs. The pear-shape of her body, which her grandmother had passed down to her, was the bane of her existence. She turned to the side to look at the back of her thighs which were spattered with dimples. No amount of exercise or salad could seem to make those dimples disappear; she had tried and failed too many times to count. Her eyes shifted to the picture of her roommate that had been haphazardly stuck under the frame of the mirror. Chrissy never had to worry about things like this; she had been born with the body of an athlete. Read more »