So to start off we have always been against any ass stuff just because it seems nasty lol. Well me and my wife are into CNC and I was playing with her pussy while she was sleeping and I got some lube and it spilled all over my hand so I just rubbed it all over her downstairs area. She was on her side and I started fingered her she was moaning and enjoying it. She hadn’t woke up yet but was getting there. So I start to put my dick in and it seems a little dry so I got more lube and got it in and as soon as I did my wife woke up and and was like your in my ass!!! I was like are you serious and she said yea and I was like are you ok I didn’t move and she said yea in a very like sexual way. So I took that as to start fucking her so I did and fucked the shit out of her ass and now she’s obsessed with getting fucked in the ass lol.
I let my wife fuck other men.
This is going to be short but today I feel like I need to say this out loud to see if I’m not alone having such orgasms.
So my wife and I are married for almost 2 years now and we have always been faithful to each other and have helped one another through tough times. Sometime ago we went for a shopping, while roaming around I noticed my wife was looking for something, she seem confused and ignorant to whatever I was telling her, she kept all over the place until we sat down in mall’s cafe.
There I noticed was the 6’4″ body builder sitting right in front of us and checking out my hot wife, I looked at my wife and it was obvious that she was passing her looks to him too. I became very suspicious because her curiosity was gone and she was settled when we were sitting there, she was hungry but all of the sudden didn’t order any food because she was no longer feeling eating anything at all, my mind got skeptical that may be she was looking for this guy at first. But, I had to make all these thoughts vanished because it made me angry and jealous.
I [F] (19) spent about half a year in diapers as humiliation
This is quite a kinky story, if you don’t like that, than just don’t read it. If you like me because of my exhibitionism, I do still do a lot of that. But someone requested I post about my humiliation kink so here you go
I don’t have a kink where I like to be treated like a baby and it’s not because I like potty play, but I have a huge humiliation/degrade kink. I like feeling like I don’t have basic human rights. So one day I decided I could easily achieve this by saying that I’m not allowed to use the toilet at all anymore. I’m still going to shower, but if I need to use the bathroom I can’t use a toilet, it didn’t matter how I did it just not a toilet
For the first 2 weeks I did my business in my backyard. I was living in this small really old house. Like so old it had a shitty outhouse in the back. It probably hadn’t been used in years. Though tbh maybe it was just something the previous owners built for fun, idk. Either way I’m getting caught up in this. I didn’t use the outhouse cause I consider it a toilet, but I used outhouse as cover from neighbors windows. It was relatively safe.
I Want To Be Your Good Little Slut [MF] [M40+] [F35] [MDom] [FSub] [BDSM] [Praise] [Good Girl] [Dirty Talk] [Teasing] [Gentle to Rough] [Cowgirl] [Spanking] [Choking] [Creampie] [Aftercare]
“Mmm. Even when you’re asleep your pussy craves me. What a good little slut.”
Those are the words you moan into my ear as I wake up stuffed full of your cock.
I don’t know how long you’d been teasing me while I slept. It must have been awhile because I’m already so close to cumming. I’m on my side, you’re laying behind me with your arms wrapped around my torso. I’m pinned to your chest and your cock is buried in my pussy. I push my hips back in to you, trying to make you thrust faster. You grip me tightly and push your cock deep. I whimper as you spread me wide. I need to cum so badly.
“If you want to cum, you’re going to have to work for it. Show me what a good girl you can be for me…”
As you say this one of your hands moves down my stomach and between my legs to rub my clit. I wantonly start to grind against you, humping your cock like the greedy slut I am. My pussy clenches and I gush around your cock. You groan your approval as you kiss and bite my neck. Your fingers gently tease my clit as I ride out my orgasm.
Becoming my best friend’s crossdressing sissy girlfriend CH 05 – Passion
I practiced everyday what my sister taught me. Each night when everyone else went to sleep, I went to work. I always started with a shower and shaving myself all over. I used female body lotion to keep my skin smooth and soft.
I then sat in front of the mirror and worked my makeup routine until it was muscle memory. I tried on all the outfits and I practiced walking, sitting, and even speaking in my girl voice. I brushed out my hair and even experimented with a flat iron. I was more confident than I had ever been and felt more feminine than I ever have in the past.
When Jax told me what time he could come over that weekend, I was excited. I planned it perfectly. When he range the door bell to come in, I left the door unlocked so he would eventually just walk in. I stood a few away in the entry way hallway, my arms draped along the walls, my hips bent, and my chest lifted. I wore black stockings, black panties, a black satin bra and a black garter belt attached to the tops of my stockings. I wore a black secretary pencil skirt and a loose white off the shoulder blouse. I relaxed my eyes and pouted my red lips when Jax walked in.
That Time I Died and Ended Up in an Afterlife Full of Horny Fantasy Women: Chapter 4
If one were to look at the Faerie Arts Academy from a bird’s eye view, most would immediately recognize the shape. A pentagram. Stone brick walkways made up each of the mystical shape’s lines, including the circling border. Most of the campus’ buildings were inside the central star or alongside the roads. Each of the five triangles were known as the “Spears” and contained all the classrooms and teaching areas, the gaps between the star and the outer circular border were called “Sheilds”; these were where the dormitories were located for the students, and they were surrounded by large and beautiful parks and gardens.
The pentagon shape in the center of the star was the “Core” and it was where many of the administrative or common buildings were. It was in one such building that I now stood. I had decided that the best option for earning experience would be to kill two birds with one stone.
Money wasn’t easy to come by in the academy, everyone got weekly allowances based on their performances during the past seven days. But unless you were the perfect student, these were tiny sums that only allowed for the basic necessities. If a student wanted more money, they’d need to do something extra on their own time.
[FM] Poker Night
If I were your wife it would be nice if you organised a poker night with a few of your friends maybe just 3. Luke and 2 others.
I’d wear something smart and sophisticated but something that showed my legs and when I bent forward I’d show enough of my cleavage to attract attention but not to show everything.
The four of you would sit around a table playing cards while I waited on you all delivering drinks and nibblies.
You would be able to see the guys discreetly watching me their eyes on my legs as I walked around the table, seeing my cleavage as I put their glasses down.
As the evening wore on and all of you had a few drinks your friends would get a little bolder, as I walked around the table one would put his arm around me when thanking me for his drink.
Another would stroke my bottom as I put more nibblies on the table.
Your friends would be aware you were there but consider it harmless play, especially with my little giggles
When I wasn’t around your friends would draw you into discussion about me.
Talking about my legs, my figure, my breasts. Luke would even ask what I was like in bed, you would just wink and say nothing.
Your card game would continue and I would continue to deliver more drinks.
Now one of your friends Luke puts his hand around me onto the back of my leg as he talks to me you can see his hand slowly rise up my legs and under my dress.
He looks at you, smiles and continues slowly stroking, moving his hand up.
My [M25] experience with a Tantika [F] continued…
I had just gotten on the massage bed and Savannah started to slowly move and massage my body.
She’s doing hand movements and massaging my entire body and head intertwined with doing impressive light hand movements on my cock. It was a sensory experience and it took me somewhere I didn’t know existed in regards to sex and pleasure. I was having intense sacred geometry visuals when I closed my eyes. I could feel her drawing cum up my shaft, knowing exactly where I am on my “I’m about to blow no point of return” meter and playing me on maximum for probably a half hour straight. She was able to find my prostrate and gave me quick back to back orgasms that I wasn’t expecting.
All of a sudden she starts working my cock with a technique I hadn’t felt yet. It felt like sex in a way, and I could feel my breathe trying to increase. I told her I couldn’t keep up with my breathe and she just said “I know” and with that I blurted out “I’m going to cum” and with that she didn’t smile, just looked at me and said “okay” in a gentle tone. Her look she gave me was approval and with that, I ejaculated the hardest I ever have from a handjob, covering myself from my chin to my belly button.
My [M25] experience with a “tantrika” [F]
So this one’s weird and different, other than I was on a road trip traveling to various festivals after a break up. Took three weeks off from work and road tripped/camped and hiked. I was meditating and doing yoga quite a bit, doing the occasional psychedelic and had a perfect roll… and having very intimate experiences and beautiful friendships formed but non sexual with people which was very helpful for me to move on from this breakup. This is two weeks on the road and after having awesome drug-experiences, meeting beautiful women that were giving me attention… I had a lot of brimming energy to say the least.
I’ll get to it, but trigger warning I paid for a high end tantric massage so if that stuff isnt your thing stop reading. I have no regrets paying for this experience, keep reading to see why. Also if you don’t know much about deep states of meditation or trance states this might not make sense to you.
Anyway, I get to a new city, realize in my hotel while meditating that I was extremely in-tune with myself, and could get turned on from meditating and letting myself be in a slightly different mode of consciousness.
Train ride to heaven part 2 (FF)
Two weeks after the eventful train ride, I had finally called her. I didn’t even know her name and she didn’t know mine, but I plucked up my courage and called the number she had written on the note that she had given to me. After the initial surprise that I had actually called, she had sounded happy and excited to talk.
I discovered that her name is Gloria and that she lives about half an hour away. We decided to get together for a drink on a Friday night to get to know each other and we’ve haven’t stopped meeting since. She’s told me about her job as a nurse and that she had moved to the area after her studies, preferring the quiet over the city noise just like me.
Today was our 4th date and we were telling each other about our lives and what had been going on. Summer was in full swing and we were enjoying our glasses of wine on her terrace while the evening sun shone its golden light upon our faces. I leant my arms on her table after putting my glass of wine back down and enjoyed the view of her backyard. She had a willow tree in the far corner and a small pond with a little waterfall with a few fish in it. A big outdoor daybed was next to it, with an umbrella to provide shade against the sun and a few side tables.