[M]ilitary [W]ife (Shawna)

When I was 26 newly single after my divorced, I was staying at an apartment with a female friend. The day I was moving in, I had my truck backed up to the sidewalk carrying furniture inside. As I’m gathering things from my truck I noticed next door that a very attractive woman was standing looking at me through the storm door. She was short with a petite body had curly dark brown hair, a tight white tank top and short shorts that hugged her ass. She finally waved at me after she realized I noticed her looking at me lol I thought to myself, wow I hope she is my neighbor! Then proceeded to get the rest of my things inside.

After I moved my things inside my new bedroom, I asked my roommate Kaitlin if she knew who the girl standing at the door was. She said that she was the neighbors wife’s best friend and that she was always over there but she didn’t know her. I thought to myself, cool I’m sure I can introduce myself at some point.. After about two weeks and getting comfortable at my new place, I finally introduced myself to my neighbors one day as I’m outside cleaning my truck they pulled up. Drew & (can’t remember her name). They said they were going to have a cookout that coming weekend and I should come over. I didn’t ask but I was hoping that “she” would be there. I wanted my roommate to come but she was going to her boyfriend for the weekend.

Massage time [mf]

It’s been a long week at work for the both of us. We both have worked 10+ hours almost every day for the last 6 months. But like any man come Friday night there is one muscle still needing a good workout.

On the other hand we are parents of 2 so that always limits your chances. We get them bathed, fed and in THEIR bed by ten. The wife is about half out of it.

No matter which way this goes I grab the bottle of lotion and wish for the best.

She is laying on her stomach on her side of the bed, so I sit down beside her feet and squirt a dab into my hand ( I don’t want to squirt the cold lotion strait onto her feet) rub it between my hands and start the slow massage of her feet.

You can’t just rub her feet. You have to pay attention to every inch. Between her toes, her soles,her heals. Everything hurts. It’s time to get her to relax.

After I messaged her foot I slowly start moving up. Spending tremendous amounts of time on her ankles,calf’s and knees. Then I switch to the other leg Ava repeat the same process.

[FM] I (23) have been exploring my new kink with my married neighbour (45)

Hey, so i was super against cheating until recently (check out my last post) but after getting a taste for the thrill i havent stopped.

So, like most of my hookups i use tinder to find some “hot local guys or girls” for casual sex, its pretty hard to find something good but it can definitely scatch the itch for a day or so.

I was going through and found a profile who looked familiar and was nearby (less than a km), he was 45 (can call him steve) brown hair with a bit of grey, tanned skin and blue/green eyes. He looked in good shape, not ripped and muscular but strong, dad strong type of look. Very much my type when looking for a more mature partner.

Boyfriend Fucks Me With My Parents in the Next Room [21F/21M] [Consensual] [Dom/Sub] [Sneaking] [Oral] [Swallowing]

My boyfriend’s first introduction to my parents went better than I thought; Luke was polite and well-mannered, managing to make a good impression with both my mum and dad. He even offered to do the dishes after dinner, which made my mum beam. Pleased, I went through to the kitchen and decided to help as well.

Luke had other plans in mind though.

As soon as we were alone in the kitchen, sidled up behind me and kissed my neck.

“Are you going to be my good little slut?” he kept his voice low; my parents were still in the next room.

“Right now?”

SLAP.

He spanked my ass hard. I froze, waiting for my parents to come through but they didn’t seem to have noticed.

“That’s not what I fucking asked,” Luke growled. His hands had already reached around to unbutton my jeans.

“Yes, sir,” I whispered back, bracing my hands on the counter. “I’m your dirty slut.”

“That’s better,” he resumed kissing my neck, yanking down my jeans until they were wedged just below my ass. I inhaled quickly, feeling the cool air on my exposed skin and glanced behind me at the kitchen door. I could vaguely hear the tv playing and my parents chatting. Despite myself, the fear of getting caught was making me wet.

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[FFM] how I got the cheer captain at my highschool to be a toy for Daddy

So for those who don’t know I have been sharing stuff that I have been doing with my boyfriend’s dad (Daddy) for the last few days. I have a lot of stories that happen before this one if you want to give them a read. Daddy also posted about this if you want more details on the sex part (I made this account after he showed me he was posting about us)

Nicole and I have been friends all throughout highschool, we met during cheer tryouts freshman year and have stayed close ever since. Out of all my friends it was only her and 1 other that I would consider telling about Daddy and offering for them to join.

I was hanging out with Nicole and she was complaining about her last hookup and how the guy was just a douche and also had a small dick which didn’t satisfy her. I made a comment about how that’s too bad and that bigger ones are a lot of fun. That intrigued her and she asked about it and I told her that I’d be willing to share. She thought I was talking about my BF still and asked if I was cool with him fucking other girls. I asked her to promise not to tell, which she agreed, then I told her it was actually his dad.

Older man gives younger stranger a ride (OC)

This is a short story someone asked me to write with an older account. Hope you see this, S.

TW—rough play, rp, degredation, age gap:

I’m driving home after a stressful day at work. I see you walking out of a club by yourself.

At first, I thought you were just cold. Then I noticed you were trying to cover yourself. You weren’t wearing pants or underwear.

Before I pass you, I decide to pull over. I pause to think as I park. “Should I do this?”

When you get closer, I stick my head out of the car. “Hi, do you need some help?”

You look around nervously. “No…I’m fine.”

I look down…grabbing my jacket from the passenger seat. I stick it out of the driver seat window. “At least wrap this around you,” I said. “You shouldn’t be walking around like that.”

You wouldn’t bite. “No, seriously. I’m good.”

You begin to walk off.

“Can I at least give you a ride? You don’t know me but I couldn’t forgive myself if I left you out here like that.”

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[F] from quiet Indian wife to Cheater with 2 bbc.

So, a few years ago I met a younger man than myself who works in another office in the same building as myself. We were sort of drawn to each other because we’re both from Trinidad and we both have accents when we speak.

I’m in the early 40’s and he’s early 30’s I’m of Indian descent and him of African, we’re both married. It started of as just hanging out and having lunch the occasional drink

One evening at a pub with other work friends, in a booth joking around I was laughing and I went to slap him on his leg and my fingers ended up on his cock and for some unknown reason I left it there longer than I should have. He asked me if I liked what I felt, smirking, so I dared him to let me feel the whole thing and he was happy too, I rubbed his cock of an on the rest of the night through his pants and when it was hard it felt way bigger than my husbands. That night I fucked my husband 3 times it’s been a while since we had had sex more than once a night, day.

Wedding anniversary (part 1) [MF]

I have to say that I am a very lucky man. Out of my 32 years on this earth me and Sarah have been married the last ten years of it. After two kids and two very demanding jobs we are getting away for a few days to celebrate this milestone.

I looked and looked trying to find a nice romantic place to take Sarah to and finally found a one-bedroom log cabin on the lake a couple hours north of us in Florida. When I say It was set up for occasions like this I mean it.

It had everything I was looking for. It was secluded, it was built for couples, beautiful fireplace (even in Florida it’s a little chilly at night this time of year, at least for us), sunsetting over the lake and my favorite part an outdoors shower.

We booked our trip months in advance. Couldn’t wait to get there. We are set to leave out on a Wednesday and not return until Monday evening. Phones are being turned off, work left behind us. Just the two of us to enjoy each other’s company.

[MF] Backyard Delight [MF]

This is a true story and the names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent! This happened in 2004, on a nice April Saturday night in Arizona! This all happened with my first marriage.

My wife, Yoli, was a Hispanic, full figured, curvy woman. We were invited over to her cousin’s home for a cookout and, of course, a few adult beverages! Yoli’s cousin, Erica, was also Hispanic and a few years older than I was, but still sexy and curvaceous at 34. Her husband, Jerry, was an easy going Caucasian guy, a year or two older than Erica, that I got along with very well. They both knew that Yoli and I had experimented a little with the swinging lifestyle and were curious about it!

Of course, Jerry was very interested! He had mentioned to me previously that he and Erica had thought about playing with others and had actually come close, but things had fallen apart at the last minute and the situation had not presented itself again.

Life Lessons: Chapter One: 21+ [F30/M34] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Implants] [Sex Worker] [Cheating]

Chapter One: Introductions

For as long as I can remember, I have always liked cocks. It started on my seventeenth birthday when I caught my older sister April bobbing her head up and down in the back of her boyfriend’s car.

I didn’t see anything other than her head going up and down repeatedly because the moment I started getting closer, she spotted me and shooed me away.

April is eight years older than me, and between her and my older brother Clive, they raised me. My parents died in a car accident when I was nine. Clive had to step up and be the so-called man of the house at twenty-two.

The two of them raised me to be different than they were. They always told me our parents were reckless and parented by the seat of their pants.

It was why Clive dropped out of high school, and April had so many after-school activities. Neither of them wanted to be around our parents.

I learned quickly that my parents died the way they lived, doing things they weren’t supposed to, namely drinking and driving. A tree stopped them both from doing that ever again.