Fever Dream [MM/F] [cuck]

This past weekend I decided to go ahead and get my booster shot. Seeing as how I usually don’t have any more symptoms than a sore arm after getting shots, I thought why not also get my flu shot while I was at it. Something I learned from my stint in the Marines, is that you should only mix alcohol if you really want to get fucked up. I have now learned the same can be applied to vaccines.

I got my shots early in the morning and went most of the day feeling fine. After getting home from work though, I could tell something was starting, just feeling off. When my wife asked my plans for the evening, I told her I’d probably just be turning in early, incase any side-effects kick in so that I could sleep through them. She said if I was going to bed, she would probably head to her friends house for a girls night, wine and early 2000’s reality shows. I saw her off, then checked my temp before deciding to try to turn in. Only 99F

Is something wrong with me?

In all of my serious relationships there is one thing that always seems to be the problem. Lack of sex after the “cupcake phase”. I always get complaints from my male partners after this phase like they feel I an no long attached or attracted to them because I am not as open or don’t want sex as much as I did before but that’s hasn’t been the case. I just don’t feel in the mood for that type of connection. And the more they ask the more irritated I get and then I really don’t want to have any type of sex. How do I fix this ? It never fails to be the main reason why my relationships fail. Is this normal?

Last at the bar [MF] [stoned] [drunk] [consensual] [spanking]

Tags: stoned / 420 / cannabis / tipsy / drunk / bar sex / consensual / cum eating / spanking / sex with strangers / scrooge mcduck reference?

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Writer’s notes: I keep iterating this! The last advice I had was to convert to third person, which is good advice, but as this hits a few personal kinks, I guess I just haven’t had the heart! Probably could be shorter but I’m a nerd for slow builds. Thanks for reading. Comments/critique very welcome.

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We’re both at a show. It’s loud, loud like I’m-going-to-be-regretting-it-tomorrow loud. The band is…meh? They’re fine. They’re from Wisconsin. They’re loud. They’re whatever.

By now most of the people who came to the show either left, are still in the crowd but clearly regretting it, or they, like us, went straight to the bar at some point in the last hour. You and I have been eyeing each other for that last hour. Slowly our friend groups dwindled away, and it’s pretty much us at the bar.

Amber and Eve [FF]MFF][inc]

**Originally written for The Kristen Archive**

Since they were little girls in their first year at pre-school they have been fast friends. They shared lost teeth, ice cream, angry dads, dead pets and all the highs and lows of a friendship that transcends normal boundaries. They are closer than sisters, more intimately involved in each other’s lives than I had ever thought possible. It is impossible to think of one without the other. For the last 14 years I had been watching them play, fight, argue, makeup and grow into beautiful young women.

Amber is her mother’s daughter, open, friendly, dark eyed, dark hair framing her fair skinned oval face. She is beautiful, there is no other word for it. Eve is a red head, but try and call her a “‘ranga” and kiss your eyes goodbye. She has dusky skin, lightly coated with freckles and the greenest eyes I have ever seen. Neither of them are tall, but this is the only physical area they are alike. Amber is slow to anger, whereas Eve is more mercurial, both are quick to forgive and invoke a warmth that draws a lot of people to them. Amber is a thinker, but quick on her feet, showing an impeccable judgment of people and situations. Eve is more reactive, more emotive, but just as smart as Amber. Peas in a pod they are complementing each other. Eve is the social half and Amber the scientist. Watching them at their school work was always fun, Eve always took the lead on humanities and social sciences, and Amber math and science. Together, they taught each other better than any teacher ever could have. Now, at 18, they were taking charge of their own lives in ways parents expect, but usually dread.

I cheated on my husband and I don’t regret it [MF]

“The Da Silvas will be here in thirty minutes, honey,” I remind Nick, again, for the third time, “Can you please put away the video games and get the kids ready?”

Nick glances up from his screen. “Mia. That’s what you’re wearing? Really?” he says.

“What?” I snap back, “It’s a dress. It’s summer, it’s a nice day.”

“Your boobs are hanging out.”

You’re an asshole, Nick. I don’t say it. Focus on what matters. “Can you please just get the kids ready? They need to brush their teeth and clean the room. Ok?”

“Ok, ok already, geeze,” Nick waves me off, still playing his game.

I sigh and head back to the kitchen. I’ve got to finish cleaning up from breakfast and then make the kids lunch and switch the laundry and call the mechanic and clean the muddy footprints off the carpet and a million other things.

I grab a sweater from the dirty clothes pile. “At least then somebody would be looking at my boobs, Nick,” I mutter under my breath, covering up anyway.

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A Nice Facial [FM] [M]

Nice was not a place for the poor. And we, my wife Anne and I, were poor. We were backpacking across Europe on a shoestring budget. Nice was a beautiful city, but it was designed for those with money to spend. We spent the morning in the sun drenched courtyard of the youth hostel and plotted our escape to cheaper climates.

As we sat there a man ran up to use with a friendly greeting. We had first met Scott at the hostel in Marseille. Today he was returning from a trip to Monaco. He seemed desperately lonely as he raved to us about how excellent, friendly and spotlessly clean Monaco had been. Of all the people we’d met on our honeymoon, Scott seemed the most ill-suited to the life of a backpacker. Nothing, outside of Monaco, had lived up to his expectations and he complained about every person he’d met. Which was strange, since almost everyone we’d met had been extremely friendly.

The entire purpose of Scott’s trip, as far as we could tell, was to meet women who were away from home for the first time in their lives, free from all taboos and all supervision. He planned to guide these naïve young women into every aspect of their sexuality. He was failing miserably, since his only approach was to tell the women exactly that.

Horny housewife

It’s the drapes upstairs, I said. As the two maintenance guys looked me up and down. Do you want me to show you. I turned around immediately and went up the stairs. My skirt was short and let them enjoy the look of my black thigh highs as I went up before them.
We stood awkwardly in the bedroom. Both of them were big one older. They weren’t really listening as I explained the problem. I said I’ll show you and stepped onto the ladder. I made an effort to explain the problem.

When I felt a hand run up my thighs and enter my pussy. I grabbed the edge of the ladder. I could hear them talking and laughing..Two/ three fingers went in .I moaned. ” come on down for us baby ” . Is all I heard .nervously I descended..step by step.

They stood astride me ” lady wants attention ” one said..all I heard in reply was..”Yeah “.

Had my feet worshipped by a BBC last night, awesome sex

So yea, i got my feet worshipped last night at the strippers club by some rich south African man in his 40’s, was absolutely beautiful getting my ass spanked by dollar notes of different men well after such fun with my girls at the club, i had some fetish play in the vip quarter while my feet was licked to stupor
I had my first fetish experience as a stripper and was such a turn on, omg, never knew how cool and sensational it was until i tried it out today
The way he licked from my feet up to my thighs was like something passing through me, tf, i had to grab him and let his cock out for some rough gagging, his ass was as soft as mine with some hard cock in my whore mouth
I got dominated by him on the fucking couch and got the first black cock in my pussy, i don’t know why almost every man i meet can’t resist not getting into my pussy especially after i gag on their cocks (big/average)
There’s something about fetish i like and would love to try out such experience again with some dilf man, i was treated like a slut but i don’t mind so long you neat down there and got money to spend then I’ll do whatever to make you have a lovely and easy going cumshot on my fucking face while i rub it all over my nipples
Sadly i didn’t get my pussy eaten but didn’t even think about that at that point, i was just so happy getting some huge rich black cock man inside of me as he fucked me till i had a little squirt down his face
I felt so satisfied after doing my job and knowing i didn’t disappoint him with my Asian pussy
I was given couple of thousands after that nasty time with him and really wish i could meet him or some other BBC to get me fucked real good again, it’s cool having to be nasty for older men and more cool when they’ve got to pay for my services and they end up being overwhelmed by my practices on their cocks
Haha, who doesn’t love having some fun sex backdoor at the club after smoking up some weed and liquor to turn me the fuck on, i could ride on any fucking cock right now and could get my holes filled at same time while being banged as a slut

[MFF] I got into a surprise thresomes with my [F] flatmate and her younger step brother [Part 2]

[Part 2]
Was in disbelief, Michelle blurted out on how she was thinking about making me cum like this ever since we started being friend. She admitted that she had masturbated multiple times while thinking about eating my ass but somehow she could never initiate the invitation. I was in disbelief too because I thought Michelle was not into a girl to girl relationship kinda thing. Michelle denied that response immediately and proved that she was thinking otherwise by giving me a deep kiss. She also ran her fingers through my drenched pussy and started making me feel really good. Dan saw that and suddenly he decided to burry his face into the same place and began to stimulate me using his tongue. I was so surprised that i let out a squealing sound and start locking his head using my thighs. My whole body was being stimulated by them and the feeling was incredible.

Then they turnt me over so that i would be on all four of my limbs.
– i love how edible your asshole is

Hiring a Third

This is the story of how my wife Charlotte and I opened our relationship kinda.

This all really started with my wife sucking my fingers. After ~10 years together I know exactly the time to start rubbing her clit to make her cum when we’re having sex. One afternoon before the kids got home from school she was riding me and I could tell she was close to orgasm, so with one hand on her hip and another grabbing a handful of breast I told her to get my fingers wet. Normally she’d spit a bit or lick them so there was enough for me to rub her clit, but this time she took two fingers all the way into her mouth, pulling on my hand and rounding her lips, using her fantastic oral skills on my fingers while I fucked her from below until we both came, hard.

This started a series of escalations and regular oral during penetration, where she clearly got off to bobbing her head on my fingers while I fucked her, in whatever position. I’m not gonna lie, I love the sensation of her lips and tongue on my hands. I’ve had her suck just my fingers while I jerk off and then let her swallow. I love the stimulation, but she also clearly had a fantasy of being the center of attention for more than just her husband.