I 28F am pregnant and so horny, my husband just gave me an anal creampie

It’s been forever since we’ve had anal and I really missed it.

I’ve been edging since this afternoon when I fucked myself on my dildo for a while and stuck it in my pussy for a bit before taking it out to do family stuff. I have been incredibly horny since getting pregnant again and I need to have 4-5+ orgasms a day so today I only had two in the morning then edged.

Finally we got the kids to sleep and I couldn’t wait to get my husbands cock inside me.

“Come over here” he whispered to me in the dark light of our bedroom.

I jumped out from the covers and stripped off my pants and soaking thong (my shirt already gone) and climbed back onto the bed while he removed his boxers and followed me.

“I need you inside me” I told him while grinding against him in my desperate attempt to get some relief.

Without a word he lined himself up and plunged inside me. I gasped and moaned
“Oh my godddd” at the feeling of him stretching my juicy pussy.

My wife and girlfriend found out about each other… now I’m in big trouble! Part 2 [FFM] [bd] [Fdom] [fictional]

Content note: >!This story involves a person being punished nonconsensually by their partner(s) for misbehaving. Although the sex acts described involve at least nominal consent, there’s a lot of unwanted touching/constraint and the sex occurs in a coercive environment.!<

“What do you want from me?” I asked. I was still tied up to the chair in my kitchen, with my wife Clara standing beside me and my girlfriend Alex sitting across from me.

Alex shrugged. “I wasn’t all that into you, but once I found out you were cheating, well… let’s just say I’m along for the ride.”

I strained my neck to gaze up at Clara. “What about you?”

She lowered herself to be eye level with me. Her face was mere inches from my own. She gazed into my eyes, stroking my hair affectionately. “Oh, Steve,” she said. “I want to hurt you. I want to hurt you every bit as much as you’ve hurt me, and then some.”

A chill went down my spine. “Clara, I… I’m sorry I cheated. But people cheat all the time.”

“Not on me,” she replied. “Besides, you’ve done so much more than that. Or, I suppose, it’s more about what you haven’t done.”

My wife and girlfriend found out about each other… now I’m in big trouble! Part 1 [FFM] [bd] [Fdom] [fictional]

*Content note:* >!This story involves a person being punished nonconsensually by their partner(s) for misbehaving. Although the sex acts described involve at least nominal consent, there’s a lot of unwanted touching/constraint and the sex occurs in a coercive environment!<*.*

“So,” Jeff asked, “what does Clara have planned for your birthday?”

We were sitting together, along with our other coworkers, at a table in the shitty dive bar across the street from the office. This was ostensibly to celebrate my birthday, but last week it had been in honor of National Snail Appreciation Day, so it hardly felt personal. I’d already explained that I’d have to leave earlier than usual.

I’d been married to my wife Clara for a little less than a year. She was something of the envy of the group: beautiful, clever, and (at least as I told it) utterly devoted to me.

“Clara? Oh, she said she was going to have a friend over to celebrate with us,” I replied.

Luke waggled his eyebrows suggestively. “What does that mean, I wonder?”

27M Milf’s sub

My mistress and I went for an afternoon drive this last weekend along the Cherohala skyway in East tenn we are discussing movies and who was better in what role when we had a disagreement, and I said I was right. She pulls over and tells me to step out of the car.

Our relationship is master/slave and she can be very demanding on me for my own good.

I step out of her car. We are at a pull off and surprisingly no one is around. She pops the trunk from inside the car and tells me i’ve lost clothing privileges and to strip and deposit them into the trunk. I comply as she smirks at me in the side mirror. I close the trunk and ask permission to get back in the car. She pretends to think about it for a second, pulls forward a few feet then says I can get in. I get in and she reaches up and unlocks the soft top then lowers it. I am very exposed.

She does’t let me wear clothes the rest of the day and part of the next morning.

I snuck away from my partner and group of friends at a bar to hook up with a younger guy staying in the motel literally right around the corner.

One night while out with my partner and a group of friends, I went to the bar to order a round of drinks for almost everyone (Except the designated drivers of course).

While waiting at the bar, a younger guy started chatting and then flirting with me.

Long story short, he let it be known he was staying in a motel room right around the corner, and if I wanted to have some fun for 30 minutes while everyone was downing their drinks, that I should make an excuse and swing by.

I actually only just met this younger guy that night there at the bar while ordering the first round of drinks for our group!

Completely random!

Anyway, I made my excuse to get some fresh air, recorded myself walking to and trying to find his room, and then within 30 seconds of knocking I was naked and on my back with his lustful, younger cock in me.

I had 3 incredible orgasms before he exploded inside me.

Back to the bar I went, about 30 minutes after I initially left.

[Fm,inc,nc] His First Time

As she pumped her hips, she desperately wished she had never taken him in after the car crash that had killed her daughter and her husband. He has always been a strange boy, and adolescence had only served to worsen the situation. She looked down into his face as she rode him, but there was, as usual, no signs of emotion – just that dead-eyed look and the vacant expression on his face that she’d grown to detest. Having regained her composure somewhat after her hysterical outburst when she’d guided his erection into her and lowered herself all the way onto him to achieve full penetration, she looked down at him, scanning his face for a sign of…well…anything – pleasure in the sex act, shame at what he was making her do – anything! But as always there was nothing there – just that awful absence.

[F4M] Got fucked in the bar and want more.

I love to go to dance bars wearing a short skirt and a low neck crop top. Since my boobs are huge 34d, it jiggles a lot while i dance. When i raise my hands my naked boobs are easily visible. I love it when men press themselves against me and squeeze my ass. Sometimes men put their hands in my top and press my naked boobs so hard. I was once almost going to be topless.

I found a guy interesting and we went to a corner. He couldnt stop squeezing my boobs and then started fingering me like crazy. I had worn just a tong and he noticed that. He took out his dick and rubbed it on my ass. He caught my hair and told me bitch your getting fucked now. I was already so wet. I wasnt expecting but suddently he started inserting his dick in my ass and pushed it right in and started fucking me. I was afraid if someone sees me as my ass and boobs was exposed. I was already half naked. He told me he was glad to come across a slut like me and banged me hard that night and kept spanking my ass and squeezing my boobs.

Hot Summer Fun Mf

There’s something about the long days of August that leaves many longing for hot, fiery passion to mimic the sweltering summer heat. Mix that with the lusts of youth and it’s unsurprising that many young adults who work summer jobs between semesters of school tend to fall into the rhythms and dramas of hook up culture. That was the scene of the bar I worked at one summer up north at my aunt’s cottage.

My aunt owned a little cozy cabin on a remote lake, which she loved to tell people cost her ‘less than what a fancy dinner costs in a big city restaurant these days’, despite the fact that she never went into the city or went to fancy restaurants. My aunt was funny for not liking the cabin much in the summer, not caring for the heat she usually went to Alaska for 3 months, leaving the little cottage vacant.

I jumped at the chance to have some of the independence that newly minted adulthood calls for and packed up my cutest bikinis and jean shorts as well as my art supplies. I’d emailed ahead to confirm an interview with one of the two lake’s restaurants and was excited to get my first taste of living on my own.

That Time Lisa Convinced Her Boyfriend to Enslave Her For A Threesome, Part Two (f/f/m) (Slave) (Bondage) (Twins)

As his car pulled up outside of Lisa’s apartment, Kyle wondered one last time how he’d let his girlfriend talk him into this. It wasn’t like he found their sex life unsatisfying in the least. The two had known each other for years, and if there was one person he trusted in this world truly and completely, it was Lisa.

Which was why he’d been so surprised when she told him what she wanted. To be enslaved, treated as a pet or an object. The idea turned her on, she said. It made her wet. She knew that it would only be a game. She didn’t actually want to be his slave. But for a night or two, she would enjoy being chained down and ravished by him like she had no choice in the matter.

That was the word she had used. ‘’Ravished’’. Like it was some eighteenth century novel! Lisa could be intense sometimes when her heart was set on something. Hearing his girlfriend talk about how much she wanted him to chain her up and have his way for her certainly made him hard but at the same time, he was reluctant. The idea of treating Lisa like a slave was weird to him and he wasn’t sure if he would be able to do it. She wanted him to be cruel, dominant. But Kyle was worried this would feel to him like a betrayal. He loved her too much for that.

[FMF] Making a Risky Fantasy a Reality (Chapter 2)

Dave glanced back as Leah rested her head against his shoulder, her hands trailing down his bare chest, scraping his abs, slowly working their way to the waistline of his boxer briefs. His cock throbbed, pressed hard against the fabric, as his blindfolded wife waved her thick, full ass at him, moaning. His fingers traced along her soaking wet slit, trailing wetness.

It was a good thing she was moaning, because it meant she couldn’t hear the stranger in her bedroom. Leah reached down and grabbed Dave’s thick cock through his boxers, squeezing the shaft hard, as she whispered seductively in his ear.

“Slap her again.”

Dave obliged her, bringing his hand away from his wife’s cunt and slapping it down hard again on her ass. It made her yelp; he wasn’t usually this aggressive with her, and she wasn’t used to it. But she was too turned on at his newfound aggressiveness to complain. The wetness from Dave’s hand left a streak across her ass as he started to rub her clit again from behind. His red handprint was starting to show on her pale skin.