Ok, on to the good stuff. Mike showed up at 6 that evening. Wife wasn’t ready yet, so he and I had a beer and shot the shit for a few minutes. I suppose it should have been awkward, but we had found at the bar we had a lot in common. We talked for about 15 or 20 minutes, when my wife came out finally. I guess she had practiced her outfit on my because it was almost identical to the previous one, tiny little lingerie begging to be ripped off, pair of fishnet type hose, high heels, makeup, and hair already in a pony tail (I think she was anticipating us using it as a hand hold). Honestly, I don’t know if she looked like a porn star, a high class call girl, or something in between, but Mike and I were hard just looking at her.
Category: sexystories
[M]y Wi[f]e and had a threesome [MFM], we may be addicted – long part 2
After that Friday night after we met Mike, what followed was several days of just fucking our brains out. She was sooo turned on and that made me crazy and just want to pound her like I owned her (which I now do, detail for later in the story). Saturday was a normal day for us but Sunday I fucked her 3 times. She was yelling screaming, cussing up a storm and cumming like crazy. Every time I thought we were done, I would find her on hers knees in front of me with my cock in her mouth and we would go at it for another hour. We were just drunk on the high and each other. By Monday morning, we were both just drained, luckily we were both on vacation at this point so we could sleep and recover. Or at least that was the plan.
[M]y Wi[f]e and had our first threesome [MF]
TLDR – wife met a new guy, lots of sex ensued.
After a lot of work on herself, my wife has finally started letting go. She turned our sex life over to me, told me that she would not tell me no and was ready to try new things. We are both late 40’s and feel like it’s time to live it up, so I hit up some swingers apps and sites and started weeding people out.
I found a likely candidate for our first try and setup a meeting for a Friday at a local bar. When my wife got home from work, I told her to go get ready, we were meeting some friends for drinks. Once on the way, I told her what the deal was and she immediately started breathing deeply, both in nervousness and excitement. We got to the bar, and she beelines to get a drink, polishes one standing at the bar and I order her another. We stroll over to our new friend (I’ll call him Mike) and introduce ourselves. We instantly felt comfortable with him, and my wife launches into finding all about him and the three of us have a great conversation. At some point, he went to the bathroom and I tell her to ask him about his interest in her and what he likes to do when he comes back, and then I left them alone for a while.
Free Use Resort – Chapter 10
I caught up with Leslie as she rounded the corner up the second flight of stairs to the third floor. She held her clothes close to her chest covering her boobs but the rest of her body was completely bare as a couple passed us on the stairs heading down. I watched her naked ass wiggle in front of me as she climbed the stairs, still not sure what happened to make her run from the room.
I scurried down the hall behind her looking for my room key as I turned my shorts over in my hands. Finding it, I pulled it from the pocket as we approached our room to unlock the door. Leslie bolted inside in front of me as soon as it was unlocked and I rushed in after her grabbing her arm.
“Jeff, don’t. I can’t right now,” she said.
I pulled her close to me and held her, “It’s okay baby. You don’t have to do anything. Just let me hold you.”
She dropped her clothes and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me closer to her. I could feel her starting to sob as I hugged her close to me and ran my hand through her hair letting her work through whatever it was that stopped us from going further with Juan and Meg.
General Arthur’s Conquest – Chapter 4: The General’s Sorrow [MF]
Trigger warnings: In addition to the overarching non-con/dub-con themes in the entire story, this chapter and subsequent chapters may contain scenes depicting death. The death scenes take place separately from, and are unrelated to, any of the sexual content in the story. It is not the intention of the author to write about any sexual content relating to snuff.
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I smiled as I recalled what happened with Olivia this morning. It was only a hand job, but fuck, I would be lying if I said it wasn’t one of the best orgasms I have had in my entire life. The image of my cum splattered all over her body and the cute little frown on her face will forever be ingrained in my mind.
No. No. We can’t. I can’t. I had consciously been calling her “Princess” instead of her name to avoid getting too attached to her. She’s the daughter of the Georian King. I can’t fall in love with her. The Leader of the Kastran Nation will be furious if he hears about this. What would my troops think of me? Will they still follow me?
6 guys voyeur my wife and she doesn’t know
Like the idea of your girl being seen and fantisized by other men? Or, maybe you like the thrill of randomly seeing a smoking hot ass naked. Either way, this is for you!
Our highrise apt faces another building that is under construction. There are big floor to ceiling windows in the bathroom.When my wife takes a shower, she comes out and puts a towel on her head, and walks in front of the mirror to put lotion all over her body, brush her teeth, etc.
Before she went to shower i made sure to turn the light on in the bathroom so our window “lit up”.Sure enough, she did her routine. Her perky ass jiggling a little as she brushed her teeth. She stood bare ass naked in front of the window putting lotion all over her ass and legs, bending over… olbivious to the fact that outside there were 6 construction guys STARING at her do this.
Of course, I knew… it was a huge turn on. I jacked off in the other room, watching them leaning over the railing staring at my naked wife.No doubt some of them jacked off to the thought of her later that evening :P
In the office [Str8][F][M] a fantasy about not being asked first
Darius at first was behind her while she was looking for the supplies.
She thought nothing of it.
Then she felt hands on her. Oh she thought…he’s probably just one of those handsy people, and is impatient and trying to get me to move.
Then…she noticed his hands lingering.
But she didn’t mind.
She didn’t know where this was going, but she didn’t mind.
Tall, thin Darius.
In his nice professional attire and his nice, sharp pants.
And then…it happened.
In a deft move, she felt a hand creep up underneath her skirt and pull her panties to the side.
For a moment, her vulva was open to the air, but not for long. She felt hands replaced back on her hips…and something hard…going up into her vagina.
She should have been utterly shocked. But she did not react how she though she would react to someone having intercourse with her.
She wasn’t warmed up so to speak, but the feeling of tall, Darius’s rod slowly easing and and out did not feel rough.
Pump, pump pump.
She felt herself loosening up.
Denial [MF]
“No,” she protests, weakly pushing at your shoulders. *Yes, please, more*.
You pin her wrists down by her side and she gasps. You take advantage of her open mouth and push your index finger into her mouth, feeling her latch on and suck slowly, her tongue brushing up against the sensitive pad. You feel this sensation all the way in your cock, it hardens even more. You remove your finger and replace it with your mouth, kissing her roughly and causing her to squirm.
She pulls away to repeat herself: “No,” she moans, her hips thrusting up to increase contact. *Make me feel good.*
Her hands are running through your hair, pulling you down to kiss her again. “No,” she murmurs against your lips, drawing out the word between kisses. Her tongue slides against yours. *I need you inside me*.
You grab her hips with a near-painful grip and steady her writhing. You position yourself at her entrance and slowly push into her. She is quivering, soft mewls of anticipation falling from her mouth. She stares at you with huge, doll eyes, her mouth is red and bruised. “No, no, no,” she cries, as you thrust in to the hilt. *Fuck me harder, more, again.*
Teaching my manager a lesson [MF, nc]
I sigh deeply. Once again, I’ve been called to your office, and once again, I’m sure it’s for some bullshit reason. I take a second to control my anger before I knock on your office door.
“Come in.”
I open the door, and you give me a condescending smile.
“I’m sure you know why you’re here.”
I sigh again, shaking my head.
“I have no idea. Just like I had no idea the other times I was called in here.”
“Okay, then I’ll make it very clear. I’ve seen how you look at me, undressing me with your eyes. I’m a manager at this bank, not a piece of meat, and you will treat me as such!”
I stare at you in disbelief, and I can’t stop myself from chuckling.
“That’s why I’m here? Then let ME be very clear. If you don’t want me to look at you, then you shouldn’t dress like that. Tight tops showing off your breasts, short skirts hugging your ass. If you don’t want to be looked at like a piece of meat, then don’t dress like a slut.”
“You can’t talk to me like that!”
Enter The Labyrinth Act I – Chapter 11 [GAY] [FANTASY] [EROTIC HORROR]
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Warning: this is a work of homosexual erotic horror. It contains dark themes including but not limited to rape, torture, slavery, kidnapping, and some surreal kinks. It does not include any bestiality, piss or scat play, or underage content. Please read responsibly.
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As Avi, Lance, and James spent the next ten minutes taking stock of their situation, it became clearer and clearer how dire it truly was. The orcs and the incubi were on their way to the lab. Their first instinct to leave was thwarted when they realized that they were locked inside. None of them knew the code to the main door, and after almost a dozen guesses they reasoned that Feln had probably changed it.
A panicked Lance began to pace back and forth across the floor. “Okay. They must have left something behind. Something we can make use of. Right?”
The three of them ran an incredibly quick search of the lab. There were a handful of storage rooms, closets, and workshops— all of them unlocked— but they didn’t find anything they could take advantage of. Even the Stone fragment vault door’s code had been changed. The place was littered with half-finished prototypes and pieces of scrap. Either Feln took everything with him, or he didn’t have anything decent in the first place.