The forgiving husband [cuckold] [guilt]

So what I’m about to say may sound a bit sordid. Forgive me if it’s not something you like. But I need to say it.

I would love to have you in front of your husband. Yes; I know it’s wrong. I know you would feel bad. After all, you made vows. You’re a good person deep down, and you would want to upset him. Would he realise how much you’d love it? When you got on your knees and took me in your mouth, would he hear the way you moan and think ‘she doesn’t do that when she sucks me’? What would he do with his hands as I went down on you? Should he touch himself? Why would he take pleasure in watching you orgasm in a way he just couldn’t?

It would be a bit weird for him when I insisted on you bending over the sofa. When I took my long, luscious cock and just rested it against your pussy lips. When you look over at him with that apologetic look…with resignation and excitement. And when I started to slowly thrust into you, would he notice how stretched you are? Would he notice the way your hands move against the upholstery? Would he recognise the moans you give out? I’m just not sure…

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 12 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 11 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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# Part 3 – Mirja

## Twelve

The pain ran like molten iron over Mirja’s skull. She tried opening her eyes, but her eyelids didn’t seem to be working.

“What happened?”

Whose voice was that? It rang heavy like cathedral bells.

“Here. Let me get her.”

Someone lifted her up. She was being carried. Trying to ignore the pain and open her eyes, but to no use. She reached out for the power of her Nexus. But there was nothing left. It was all drained and her own link to the leylines seemed broken. Just like her.

“I got it. Put her down here.”

Soft fabric touched her face and she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

Light. There was light. She was sure of it now.

“I think she’s waking up.”

The female voice was familiar, but she couldn’t place it.

“Let me take a look,” said a rough male voice.

[MF] White

It was a high rise hotel, one of those that seems to have been built just to host sex encounters. Rooms with walls of windows showing the city night lights, giving both privacy and exposure, a lure hard to resist. Beds of pristine white bedding, plush and inviting, upholstered headboards screwed to the wall so not banging to have security checking, a sofa with wide and curved arms, a reading chair roomy enough for straddling, a smooth wooden surface desk…all seemed to have been chosen to provoke the most wicked images.

He waited, standing near the bed, contemplating the evening going into night, the lights from surrounding high rises where maybe other lovers would be also waiting to indulge. He expected a sleepless night spent together, wrinkling sheets and knocking pillows down, leaving on the windows the imprint of hands and breasts, the fog of breath. A night of fucking one another as they did, no surprises, at least he didn’t think so…until she showed up.

She entered the room and approached, only stopping less than ten feet from him. She didn’t talk, didn’t smile, only looked at him and started undressing.

A lunchtime affair [work] [affair]

*11:54…11:56…12:04*

I stare at my screen again. “What the fuck is this guy talking about?” But before I can get to the bottom of another infuriating email from a customer, my mind wanders again to the text message you sent me earlier.

**I’ll meet you at the usual spot. I only have a short lunch break today because I have a meeting at 13:00. I go on lunch at 12:30. See you ;)**

The wink emoji made my tongue press against my cheek, and my heart thuds in my chest as I recalled the last encounter. My wife had questioned why I was late home; why I seemed so…happy? The affair had been going on for about 5 months and it had been the most exciting 5 months of my life. I can’t quite place my finger on when it went from innocent friendship to fierce love-making. I don’t know when I should have begun to feel guilty. When I’d crossed the line. Was it the flirty glances in the office? The brushes in the corridors? The ‘innocent’ texts asking how things were at home. The probing questions (“so, what *is* your favourite position?). Or the daring first selfie you sent me, showing more than your boyfriend would want me to see. By then, I was already intoxicated.

Kinky Advent 5/24 [F] [Bi] [bdsm]

So, today’s assignment was all about porn! I am to send one porn vid a day to my Dom as inspo for our next dates and sessions.
As a person who watches porn quite regularly (although Not that much in the last weeks – thx to more live action ?) I have a few scenes on my mind already. For today I chose a video that shows rather passionate than kinky sex as a start- but of course I couldn’t go strictly vanilla, so there’s some light choking in there as well ?

Let’s see if I can do proper research in the next days and go with a variety of inspiring vids. So for this task it’s a 5/10 in intensity, as it sure will take some time to find videos that are to my Dom’s liking.

xx

See my previous post for an explanation of the title and stay tuned for the next day’s :) I’ll try to post some pictures somewhere around here so check out my profile if interested!

My friends daughter gave me a blowjob on her 18th birthday

True story.

I’ve been friends with Adam since high school. He got some girl pregnant very young and they had a kid. They got married, and divorced and now he has full custody of her. I’m a pretty regular friend, me and Adam make music together and I’m over at his place a lot, talking shit, drinking, smoking weed. His daughter Katie had always been cute but only recently have I noticed her womanly figure. As of 17 she would walk around the house in very tight short booty shorts with her asscheeks peeking out. Very low top exposing lots of cleavage. She’s very developed for her age. Katie has brown hair, light hazel eyes, double D tits, and a magnificent ass. She’s voluptuous and thick with some delicious thighs. Her birthday was this past weekend and she turned 18 (and im 37.) They had a little get together at the house with some of her friends and I along some other friends were invited. Katie would always flirt and joke around with me. Smile and giggle everytime she would make me blush. She gave me compliments all the time how she loved my music and loved my voice. She loves the way I rap and she listens to my songs all the time. I was really flattered and genuinely honored that my music would resonate with younger audiences. So at this birthday getty one of het friends kept flirting with me the whole night. I kind of just kept it platonic and didn’t really interact with her much but Katie noticed. After the party everyone was gone, her dad said I could crash since I was pretty smashed and he went to bed.

Asian Massage Parlor Suprise

Hey All- Thought I’d share a crazy situation that happened to me at an Asian Massage Parlor a couple weeks ago.

I stop by the same place a couple times a month and see my regular girl CoCo, she is a 43 year old chinese gal with ok english. She is very pleasant, gives a great massage and always finishes me off by hand. Doesn’t make a big deal about it and I truly believe she does not do this for everyone.

The place is pretty nice, more of a day spa that wealthy house wives would go; than a jack shack full of truck drivers. Nothing wrong with jack shacks, lord knows I have been to many of them but this place isn’t like that.

So about two weeks ago I call at around 10 am and ask the receptionist if CoCo is working on this particular day, she was and I book an appointment for 4 pm, like I have done dozens of times before. So I show up a couple minutes before 4 and the receptionist tells me CoCo had to run to her kids school and is running late but gives the option to wait 15-20 minutes or go with another therapist. I was really looking forward to getting my big balls drained by my chinese jacker, so I was quite disappointed but I had to get home soon for a kids basketball practice as I am the coach.

The Camgirl Part L: Challenge Accepted [Msolo] [Fsolo] [Str8] [Voy] [Exh] [Mast]

**L: Blake and Liam**

**Blake**

Blake twisted her “vodka” bottle as she stopped filling the shot glass to avoid any spillage.

“Alright guys,” she said, putting down the bottle and exchanging it for one of the small 8oz cans of Sprite. She held up both for her camera to see, “Let’s get this show started. Woo!”

With that, Blake threw back the shot and made a bit of a face before chasing it with her sprite. The water in the vodka bottle didn’t taste too gross, but despite numerous attempts, Blake had never fully been able to completely eliminate the vodka taste from the container. Still, it worked better for her than kicking back a few shots of vodka every show. Cherry’s bubbly, slightly ditzy party attitude called for it, but Blake knew better than to think she could handle that. Physically or emotionally.

She set down both glass and can off-camera before glancing at the chat.

“No, sorry, guys,” she said, raking her fingers through her hair as she sat back on the bed. She watched the screen, positioning herself so everyone could see her new lingerie that one of her higher tippers had sent her. It wasn’t super comfortable with all its straps, but the black and white lacy pattern went will with her black and white thigh-high socks.

[Str8] [MFM] Camping Fantasy

Tom and I met on a post on Reddit. He had commented on a photo of my wife I had posted in a wife share sub. I sent him a DM and we started to chat on and off for a week or so. We got along very well so I gave him the go ahead to DM my wife. They really hit it off and it wasn’t long before she was asking to meet up with him. As is customary for us we waited for a bit and asked him to meet us for dinner. He obliged and we met for drinks.

Kinky Advent 4/24 [F] [Bi] [bdsm]

Not having done wax play in what feels like ages I was excited to see the candle I got for Dec 4th. The instructions were to drop the hot melted wax on my body and leave the wax on my skin until evening. Especially the thought of leaving the wax on, and wearing it like a secret sign of kinky achievement under my clothes for the day, got me wet instantly.
A Beeswax candle burns hotter than a normal candle would so I was a tiny bit taut but also very eager to try when lighting the candle. Kneeling on the bathroom floor I started to dribble the wax on my thighs, moving to the inner thighs maybe a bit to early – so yes, beeswax is HOT! On the inner thighs it almost felt like a good strike with a cane. Moving up my body I slowly got used to the stinging feeling the drops cause when they touch the skin, so I really took my time with covering my boob’s and nipples. Having so much fun I even got myself another candle when the first one burnt down.