Category: sexystories

Watching My Wife, Watch The Boy Next Door [MF]

“This is it.” I think as I unpack the last box from the moving truck. “This is my chance to start over…….a clean slate”

I had just moved my family halfway across the country to start a new life. The plan was to start a new practice out of my home so I could spend more time with the family……..or at least that is what I told my wife anyways. The truth was, that after my affair, I thought this would be a good way to help us start fresh and hopefully save my marriage……..maybe she would forgive me for walking in on me and one of my younger patients frantically tangled up in each other, on my marital bed back home.

The home was an older LA style Victorian. Two stories…….old drafty rooms, nice solid wood everywhere, older Tiffany lamps all through the house…….It was nice……very nice. But nothing was to good for my wife and son. Read more »

Heather and Jack – Part 1 (m/F)

(Here is a new story. I explore a lot of weird things I wanted to mentally work out myself. It was cathartic and I decided to share it. I did very little editing, so forgive any typos. I have several chapters so I will look for feedback on whether this community wants to see the rest)

My name is Heather, and I am a seemingly normal 17 year old girl to everyone I am acquaintances with, except for the fact that I lost my mom a few years ago to the opioid crisis. Everyone is sympathetic. She had back pain from a minor car accident and was given a prescription. She spiraled out of control for a couple years until she eventually overdosed. I never knew my birthday father, but my mom married my stepdad when I was 5, and with that I instantly had a 1 year old step brother that he had from a previous relationship. She had apparently left him with the baby and ran off with her boss. So for the past few years it’s been just me, my stepdad Tony, and my step brother Jack. Read more »

It takes only one night [Romantic][fiction]

Annabella, two months ago…

I stared at the first, second, third, fourth, fifth, until I reach the tenth one. All were positive, I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t feeling any symptoms of pregnancy, the only thing I noticed was my missed period. I sat down on my bed and opened my laptop. Google was probably my only best friend at the time. I searched for a place where they performed abortions, I got the number and called right away. I didn’t know what I was thinking, all I knew was that this baby had to go away. I’m sixteen for crying out loud, I didn’t want my life to end when it hasn’t even begun. A woman answered right away, the first thing I asked was if it was confidential, she replied with a yes, I asked her if I had to bring a guardian, she said if I was over the age of sixteen then no, but if younger, then yes. I asked how much, she said around five grand. That’s when I knew I was at a dead-end. Read more »

The Girl with the Blue Beanie (Part 3.) [Str8] [MF] [Public] [Fiction

“What’s your name?” she asked.

Her voice was like a warm breeze to Zack, a relief from the chilly air of the library, washing over him as her eyes moved over his facial features. Zack swallowed and answered, turning back towards the bookshelves.

“Zack.”

“Zach,” she repeated. “What’s that short for? Zacharias?”

“Zackalicious.”

Zack turned to see her reaction. She rolled her eyes to the ceiling and looked away from him, but he noticed that she was unable to hold back a tiny smile. He looked away from her too, and there was a short silence.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“Emma,” she replied, turning back towards the bookshelf.

“What’s that short for? Emmanuel?”

He heard a snort, and turned back towards Emma, just in time to see her look at him, a smirk on her face. He felt strangely proud. Emma took a step towards him. Zack turned to face her as she took another step, and then another, her smirk growing. Finally, she stood less than a foot away, her height causing her to look slightly up at him.

“Do you usually get hard while browsing library bookshelves, Zackalicious?” she whispered. Read more »

Bach Flower Remedy [MF] [Str8]

*“Oh my god! Kitty! It is one tall drink of water FOR YOU!”*

*“You rang, Sir?”*

*“Oh, Pet! I haven’t called you that for a long time. How are you?”*

*”I am okay. How about you?”*

*“Been better. I suspect Sally has a gentleman caller. I dropped the kids off this morning after we
landed back. She took a very long time to answer the door and she looked…like she had been up to no good. I cannot begrudge her for that. Anyhow, I want you to come up to the chateau tonight. I cannot bear to be alone. I swear this place is haunted when it is just Muesli and I.”*

*“I will let the boys know..and how long am I out there for?”*

*“A few days? You ought to head out there now before the traffic gets too bad. Getting close to
rush hour.”*

*“Good idea. I shall see you later this evening.”* I went to my room and started to fill the overnight bag. Frank returned with Bruce from some outing.

*“Lots of things to tell you but I am heading out to the island this evening.”* Read more »

[MF] Breaking Our Little Dry Spell [Fsub] [Couple] [Romantic]

The last time we had been together was weeks ago, not through choice, but life, work, illness and seemingly everything else had gotten in the way, that needed to end, we had decided, and it ended tonight. We started off calmly, making our way to bed, kissing, cuddling, then our hands went exploring and things quickly began to heat up. Our clothes, most of them at least, found themselves disregarded and cast aside, leaving me in very little and her in even less.

Her delicate red bra was quickly gotten rid of, leaving only her matching underwear as my hand started drifting, she needed relief and the responsibility, it seemed, was falling to my fingers. I slid my hand down from her perky breasts, along her chest and down past her hips, slowing down as I passed below her waist, torturing her a little. My digits were doing their work, bringing her closer and closer to climax, her pussy an oasis in the dry spell we were on our way to breaking. A few minutes passed and she was finished, her climax very successfully reached, another few minutes passed and we were going again, one climax turned into two, then three, before she turned to me and said. Read more »

Pink Wash [FF] [Les] [exh] [voy]

We would be in Palm Springs five weeks later. Jamie went with me everywhere. Jamie not only managed me, but Seth, Stephen, Blake and Minnie as well. Seth and Stephen ended up coming with. He he. As with all commercial flights. Seth and Stephen had to sit together in the exit row. Bonuses to being giants. I was in behind them with Jamie and Minnie. It was a great laugh. Yes, I do rather enjoy the company of Minnie. Minnie, slightly kooky yet beautiful. Kitty, the anxious and somewhat bemused girl exploring her sexuality. We were still friends some thirty-five years later. I needed the company to keep the spirit up on a long eastbound journey. The jet lag was
the worst. We left at lunchtime and arrived in San Francisco at 8 a.m. on the same calendar
day. We did all fall asleep and it was not long before we were on a short flight. Hello Palm
Springs at 9 a.m.! Read more »

An [MF] fantasy about casual [Oral] I wrote in the second person

I tell you to take a seat on the edge of the bed, indicating with a gesture that I mean the corner. I pull a chair up, and take a seat opposite you, only a foot or so away.

“Show me your panties” I say. I feel the thrill of the moment rushing into cock, as it begins to harden against the inseam of my jeans.

You nod, and slowly, with expert showmanship, grab the hem of your skirt on either side of your thighs and pull it up, revealing white cotton. You push your legs more apart for effect.

“Make them wet.’ I order. You press a hand against your crotch and molest yourself in a circular motion. I feel my cock throb. I can see the hint of skin and thick black pubic hair showing through the growing dampness of the cloth. I slide out of the chair and onto my knees for a closer look.

I’m close enough to smell your arousal, to hear the sound of your wet lips crushing under your increasingly firmer rubbing. I place a hand on the inside of each thigh and force your legs open. Read more »

/r/OH what a sexy chat / NSFW/[M,F][ORAL][STR8]

“I would love to kiss your neck so softly as my hands slide up your stomach through under your shirt to caress your breast, as my cock gets harder then its ever been with the thought of penetratingly your wet pussy, as I move my lips away from yours and slowly kiss my way down your body all the way down to your feet, while sliding off your under wear. I would slide my hands up your legs Intl your inner thighs and start rubbing your clit before putting my tounge in and tasting you, occasionally slipping my tounge into your ass.as you lift up in pleasure pushing your self closer to me i take my hand and caress the arch in your back helping support you , your broken moans the way breath hardens with little whimpers your legs shaking I know your cuming ,,,,,,,,,,,then as you look down at me biting you lower lip with your eyes full, broken smile and you legs still pulsing,as we make our way onto the bed.

TBC,

My wife shares that she’s gay [M] [F] – part 1 of 1? more?

I started writing this a while ago, and never finished it. Feel free to give me some direction on where it should go.

All fantasy, of course.

Check out my other stories too: u/marku0099

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We started out loving each other. At least I loved my wife, and I think she loved me. However, 6 years and 2 kids later, things changed.

We were both 24 when we got married. From the start, we were both pretty sexual. We had sex 3 or 4 times a week, and we enjoyed doing it in different places, or “changing it up a bit” by role playing or whatnot. Sarah loved cock. She said that she liked the way it scratched an itch she had inside. I, of course, was more than happy to itch it for her.

A few months ago, I noticed that she was less playful during sex, and less interested in mixing things up. She still let me fuck her, but I could tell that she just wasn’t into it. I put it out of my head as just marital troubles that would pass, however, it was a much bigger issue. And it would not pass. Read more »