Surprise for the plumber (my wife in a thong!)

So, I live in an apartment, and you know the drill. If something isn’t working you call maintenance. The faucet on the kitchen sink wasn’t working so the building plumer arrived to fix it.

My wife went to the other room when he arrived. She is 5’5 and in very good shape. When we go to the gym i constantly catch guys looking at her ass. It’s big on her frame, but not enormous. She sometimes will watch me as i get off to her ass, it’s hot AF.

I figured this guy would deserve a tip, and I wanted to offer up my girl’s ass.

The plumber worked in the kitchen while I went to my computer and pulled up a pic of my girl in a thong, and i put the computer on the couch so he would have to see it when he left.

Sure enough, he stood up to walk out and i watched him stare right at my girls ass, blown up on the screen. He pretended to act normal, but just said, “thank you” as he left. Hope he thinks about it as he gets off later.

Hot af

This happend last month when we were having dinner with my family, after that i went to take a hot shower before bed to relax little. I heard someone open the door , but i thought nothing of it, maybe it was my mom. Then i felt something groping my ass and i turned around to see my boyfriend. I was shoked and asked him how did he get here, then he shut my mouth and said “you don’t want to wake up you parents, now do you? ”

He told me he really wants to wash my body. As soon as i agreed I felt his hands rubbing all over me as he kept on covering my body with shampoo. We started making out in the shower grabbing each other, then he pushed me against the wall and saw i dropped my soap on the floor. I went to pick it up, but then I felt something…….it wasn’t the feeling of a hard or a finger. He was brushing his cock between my asscheeks pressing against my entrance from behind, when I turned my head it was too late, i could feel something going through my ass lips and I knew exactly what this something was.

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Topless by the lake [Str8][mf][inc]

Early experiences — even if they’re locked securely in the past, replayed only in our memories and perhaps the occasional dream — play a powerful role in shaping our mature sexual selves. As an adult there’s no question in my mind that breasts are my most potent sexual trigger, but I can remember a time when I didn’t think about breasts that much, because they didn’t seem like such a big mystery, for reasons I’ll explain. My curiosity was focused almost entirely on the genitalia, because they were always hidden away. And yet I eventually discovered that breasts could be a source of great pleasure for both the one who had them and the one who got to look at and touch them.

The Puppet Master

I keep a pet, She’s quite a thing
A dizzy puppet on my string
On her back, on hands and knees she let’s me use her how I please
I fuck her soft, I fuck her firm, I fuck her up, I fuck her good
She’s my little doll, my sweet marionette,
My plaything with such a sexy silhouette
My mouth knows every inch of skin, my cock knows her every hole
She’s mine at each and every whim, as her master in control
My toy stays waiting to be filled, so badly craving to be full
I plug her up and stuff inside, plunging deeper until she’s whole
Oh how I push and sink, I ram and thrust,
I go as far as to force and cram into her,
She wants it all, I meet her lust
I jam and squeeze, I press and shove til we’re obscure
I pick the parts I wish to occupy until they’re no longer hollow,
Sometimes delving deep down between those lips so she need not even swallow
Oh to see the work I make of her, I really am quite the Machiavelli
I pound her hard, I say it’s such proud work seeing my cock within her belly
She let’s me use her up until there’s nothing left
It’s so right it’s wrong, it feels almost like theft
I wind her up and take it all, all her everythings
For I’m the puppet master, the puller of the strings

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Need advice… Really wanna fuck her…

Okay so there’s this lady at work, she’s a bartender, mid 40s? I’m 27.. she be hella flirting with me, and even got me a Valentine’s gift today… I can’t read her completely tho lol sometimes it seems she wants me to just grab her and bend her over right here… Others I’m not sure… Idk how to approach it.. I have a wife and shit but fuck that, I’m dead set on fuckin this broad but don’t wanna come off to strong or like a creep, but I wanna tell her to get on her knees so bad… I’ve tried having porn on my phone playing when she walks in but she never noticed and I feel might weird her out lol but dude the way she talks to me, makes me feel like she wants me as bad as her lol so do I just whip it out or ask her if I can politely bend her over in the restroom.. or “accidently” send a cock pic and see what happens? Any advice helps..

Bachelorette trip to the gloryhole goes… wrong?

My wife has a gay best friend, and he’s a little nuts. He joked about taking her to a gloryhole for her bachelorette party, but I know it wasn’t a joke. I have a fantasy where he takes her to the gloryhole, but it’s way out of his hands. They lock her in a gloryhole booth and force her to service every cock, pussy, and asshole that comes her way. She only gets let out until everyone is fully satisfied. She’s never done anal and is not on the pill, so obviously she gets fucked in the ass and filled several times. They even let the biggest black cock in the booth with her to use in every way imaginable. The kicker of the story is when she’s let out, Jake (her gay best friend), is so horny that he fucks and fills her too. At the end of the night, she’s covered in cum and spit, wiping herself off with tissues in the bathroom before she comes home to me.
Dm me!

What he did to me part 1: the first date

Long story short, fell in love with a guy but he treated me like shit and I finally broke down and had to leave the abuse. Great for me finally freeing myself, sad part is the sex was amazing. So since I cant go back to him right now, I’m going to share all the amazing things I experienced with him as a way to soothe my soul and share with others who may benefit as I figure out what I actually like in bed and finding a way to experience it again but better with someone who will be more respectful and kind. Open to advice and comments.

The beginning
I enjoyed the sexting. That’s how it all started. The constant inuendos slipped into conversation. Everything was friendly, only slightly flirty with sexual undertones. Nothing pushy or forced. Friendship first was nice. Found things we both liked to do and enjoyed hiking or exploring some of my favorite places.
No full nudes. Never asked for any from me. Again, a mutual enjoyment of sharing only a peek of things like him naked in front of the mirror but the deodorant hiding his dick. Sent small things at first, shirtless, then eventually sending pics with his undies on and a clear outline. Always asked if he could send something or would tease in conversation and ask if I wanted to see more.

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Can hear my neighbours trying to get pregnant

I recently moved to Canada from the UK. I’m living in a pretty nice place Downtown, but unlike my old flat back home, the walls here are paper thin. I’ve met these neighbours a handful of times now, and still don’t know too much about them, but they seem like decent folk based on the interactions we’ve had so far. He’s around my age (36M), she’s a little younger (around mid-20s). They seem happy.

I doesn’t really bother me what people get up to in the privacy of their own homes. Sure, the walls are thin, but we’re all adults here. No big deal. But over the past few weeks there’s been a definite increase in frequency, and I’ve pretty clearly heard her asking him to finish in her and for him to give her his baby. I’ve not been here long, so can’t say for certain if this is just dirty talk for them or not, but it wasn’t like this when I first moved in at least.

I’m not entirely sure how I feel being privy to this kind of information without their knowledge, but I guess only time will tell if it takes or not. It doesn’t seem as if they’ve been wasting any opportunities, put it that way.

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My Superbowl Special [MMMff]

I want to tell you about one of the most fun evenings I’ve had in my life; are you sitting comfortably?

My boyfriend, James, always likes to have his mates round when the football is on, and me and Sam, my best friend, who is the girlfriend of his best friend, Luke, always end up being bored the whole time. This time, though, we decided to liven the whole thing up; and it was fucking fantastic. Sam and I are both open with our boyfriends, so we’ve both fooled around with most of the guys who come round at one time or another; but this time we took things a step further.

The day before, while our boyfriends were stocking up on beer and snacks, we went out and got ourselves matching lingerie. Well, suspender belts, stockings, and heels anyway; bright red and smoking hot. I took them back to our place, so they would be ready when Sam and her boyfriend came round for the game.

[fM] He put my panties in my mouth

The darkness of the bar was carved out in slashes of neon, scrapes of sodium, mad flares of Curaçao blue. It felt warm there, cosy and safe among the hum of bodies, the smeary blooms of light.

We were on bar stools, he and I. It was a second date. The first had been before the *events* of 2020. A lifetime away. A universe away. A distance spanned by a Scheherazade’s library of longing words and blushingly filthy pictures.

Enough time had passed for me to get over the embarrassment of how needy I had been, how readily I offered him my body. It felt like a dream rather than a memory before, that last cold February night, back then with the cocktails in my veins as I looked over my shoulder and asked him to take me from behind. He had, oh fuck he had. He came quickly but whispered filth into my ear until he was hard again and then…and then a blur of begging, of mewling, of hot bodies, of his thick cock inside me. I burned for it, for him, to forget this shitty crumbling world and to turn to ash in the stellar blaze of lust.