[FFM] I’m sleeping with a married man…and his wife.

Where I Belong.

 

My music plays in the background as I prepare myself for the evening. I’ve mentally picked out the pieces of my outfit days ago. I’m nervous and incredibly excited.

It has been a long time since I’ve been theirs.
My eyes travel back to my reflection and I smile.
I am ready to be put in my place again.

I arrive and take a few minutes to calm myself in the car before I enter their house. My heartbeat has begun to quicken and my hands are trembling. I cannot escape the shyness soaking through my emotions. The unease. I often feel this way before we play because it takes me time to slide into my role, to feel comfortable again. It takes his guidance, his soft whispers and stern hands to get me there. It takes her eyes, full of longing, to get there.

And oh, how I desire to be there.

I swallow my inhibitions and enter.

 

He watches me from behind the table as I step through the threshold.

She’s getting ready for our tonight. I can hear the shower, I imagine her warm and naked inside for a moment…

Duchess Catherine M/S

Catherine was the Duchess of Burgundy and ruled a good portion of Germay and France. Renowned for her beauty, the 29 year old was tall with brunette hair, fair skin, dark blue eyes and beautiful red lips. She also had a very curvy figure with an exceptionally large bossom.

It was a campaign into Germany to fight the count of Pfalz, Catherine took her son and heir, the 13 year old Henry with her. Henry was tall and handsome for his age and would very quickly be a man. His late father looked much like him. But he wasn’t strong although he could be with his broad shoulders. They traveled by carriage to one of the castles. Catherine sat across from Henry. When Catherine was at war she would wear very loose, easy fitting clothing while traveling usually a white dress without a corset. Catherine was wearing this and her cleavage was especially busting as she gazed out the window. Henry glanced at his mother’s cleavage, realizing that she is a sexual being as well and not just his mother and a Duchess. Caherine noticed Henry’s glances and just smirked slightly to herself.

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My Brief Affair With a Colleague [FM][cheating]

I’ve had many, many women in my life but recently thoughts of Clare obsess me. I keep reliving my brief time with her all those years ago.

This all happened in 1975 or 76, I can’t remember exactly now. I was twenty-one at the time.

I landed a new job as a trainee manger in an electrical warehouse in one of the six Potteries towns, here in the U.K.. First day there I immediately noticed Clare. Just nineteen, she worked in accounts. Beautiful more than pretty; shoulder length chestnut hair, a hint of last years tan; large grey eyes ad wide mouth, strong nose. Barely five-one, I reckon a size ten. Nice arse and tits. A real tidy little package,

There was something about her that really piqued my interest, the way she looked me directly in the eye, the way she was so physically present in the world. Even though I thought her stunning, I judged her skirts way to short for the work place. I can’t blame her showing legs off, though: they were exceptional. I would try to catch a glimpse of them whenever I visited her office.

[MF] [MF] Two Dates, One Night

So this happened Monday night. I kinda feel like Marcia Brady here. I had managed to book myself an OKCupid date with a cute Latina named Maribel. I was pretty pleased with this, as we seemed to get along well online and I thought we had a good shot at hitting it off. And then I got some interest from another girl named Allison. She was quite desirable as well. She couldn’t do Sunday, I couldn’t do Tuesday, and waiting longer than that usually causes things to fizzle out. What the hell, I thought to myself, I’m gonna double-book and see if I can pull this off.

Now there’s a decent chance that a girl is going to flake when it comes to a date made off Tinder or OKCupid or whatever. No big deal. But come Monday, both my girls seemed up for it. I managed to schedule Maribel for 7 and Allison for 9, both at separate bars not too far from each other.

[MMF] Craigslist threesome in the city

This is my second adventure in the fun world of threesomes. Warning this is a MMF with some light man play…

It seemed like a normal Friday night in November. Posted and ad on Craigslist looking for a couple for a casual threesome over the weekend, not expecting anything. I get home and grab myself a drink and quickly check my mail for anything new. Sure enough there was a message from a couple saying they also posted and to check it out. I actually saw their post earlier, but seemed Iike it was posted the day before and never got around to sending a reply thinking they already had hundreds of guys emails to sift through. I quickly emailed back and said I was into everything they wanted…the guys to play with each others cocks, then she would join. The picture of her naked body was great. They both were in their 40s and she had a great figure for someone her age and had nice fake tits. I was in if I could play it right.

[FM] I liked a guy so much that I had to fuck another guy just to make sure I am ready for him

Couple of months ago I was in a super slutty phase. Horny doesn’t even begin to describe it. I posted an add on craiglist looking for someone who would like to have some NSA fun with someone who can stimulate me intellectually with good conversations about politics or culture. I consider myself sapiosexual (I hate this pretentious term but it describes what I want). I had a ton of responses, but this particular fella was direct and to the point. He was 32, 6’1″, 170 Ibs and described himself as brainy and smart. I am 36 and slightly chubby. He sent couple of face pics of him and I was turned on. He was one of the most good looking men I ever saw. I wanted to meet him but I suddenly felt scared. It has been almost a year since I have had sex and my pussy was out of practice. Intercourse hurt me and I didn’t want to embarrass myself with him. I felt some pressure and told him that I would rather meet him in the weekend because I was busy, but before I knew it, I found myself emailing: ” I could cancel what I have for tonight and meet you” and so I did.

[MF] Who is the cuckold in this story? And what does that make me?

I shouldn’t be writing this. Here I sit, in this house, the house I share with the man who has loved me for the past six years. The house he has tried so hard to turn into a home. The house I share, and the house I plan on living in for the foreseeable future.

But this house was a den of lies last night.

I knew I shouldn’t have taken the bait. You threw me for a loop all the months ago, asking to stay in touch. You were never the type of person I wanted to talk to, just the type of person I wanted to fuck. I took real pleasure in using you, hearing your voice crack as I left the room as you asked me to stay. You made me feel empowered and in control in a way I have never felt. And yet; I could never say no to you.

Returning home to Hannah [mf] [cheating]

Return trip to Hannah

Just a little back story, I deployed overseas and before I left I broke up with my gf so we both wouldn’t be worried about each other as much and as soon as I get back we would see if we could pick up from where we left off.

While transitioning back to the United States I contacted her to see if she was doing well, if she was single, and how college was going. I found out that she was doing ok, had a bf, and failed her first semester of college. She was kinda down in the dumps and still wanted to see me as soon as I get back. I thought nothing of it until she sent me a butt picture stating that she had been working at it. To be funny I sent her one as well, because being overseas and not much else to do gives you all the time to workout and I was in the best shape of my life. From that point on the conversations started to get more sexual. When I notified her of when I was returning she was said because she was going to her boyfriends families around that time for Christmas. She then told me that she would be coming home before him because of work and needed someone to pick her up from the airport. That would be me. She made me promise that I wouldn’t sleep with anyone until after I had slept with her. I was going to be back in the United States for a week and not able to get any? Yeah I definitely lied to her about that one.