A mother’s lust, Part 5 [cuck] [Fdom] [MmF] [inc]

Daniel sat, motionless. Staring. Unable to move or breathe, it felt like. Unable to do anything but watch. He felt the swelling, and kept himself from moving his hand toward the plastic and steel cage that encased him under his slacks. What was the point?

And anyway, he simply * couldn’t* move. His eyes were locked in his head, he could barely blink. Didn’t *want* to blink. His heart was laboring in his chest and he felt sweat beading his forehead and slicking his chest and back as he watched his wife sucking their son’s meaty cock.

All of the emotions that usually warred within him in these moments were with him now. Only magnified. He felt the jealousy, the lust. The roiling churn of emotions in his gut, love and lust and embarrassment and guilt and dismay and want and desire … all balled up, each rearing its head in turn, making his heart pound harder and his cock stiffen in its cage and his body sweat and minutely shiver and jerk. But it was so much harder, so much more powerful now.

[M30 F50 F18] Mom needs to teach daughter.

So, this is kind of two parts. There is a real part, and then my fantasy of where it went.

(this part is real) I had a connection one time with a school principal. I was helping kids at the high school, and needed to connect with her to relate how they were doing, and I needed to get attendance reports from her. I was 30, she was 50.

She left a voice mail on my machine one day that started with “hey gorgeous!” which was completely inappropriate. Another time, she asked me if I wanted to go with her to a poetry reading that one of the students from her school was doing. It sounded a bit like she was asking me out. She was married, and had a daughter. Another time, she pressed her breast into my arm…for a while. It was obvious

Late for Dinner

I was ready to go – in fact, I had been for almost 10 minutes and I sat on the couch in the living room catching up on my personal email. I was waiting for you to come down and I’d heard the shower stop so I knew you were likely in the closet, contemplating your wardrobe choice for the evening. I shut my laptop, gently stroked the sleeping cat next to me before heading up to see if you wanted any help. In reality, I was hoping to find you in some state of undress so I could watch you finish dressing. Everything about you still gets me hot even fully dressed and I was already thinking of our return home late this evening. It was Saturday night and we had nothing planned for Sunday.

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My wife and I hooked up with my friends mom. [MFF]

Going to try to make this as short as possible.

My wife and I, before we were married were always interested in a threesome. It only went as far as her making a tinder profile and deleting it shortly after. That was 2-3 years ago.

Fast forward to Thursday, September 10th we go out for some drinks at a bar in downtown Toronto.

We’ve been here many times before because we live 10 minutes away and ubers are cheap.

We walk in and see my friend from high schools mom there on a date (haven’t seen her or my friend in years).

She’s always been a fit lady, blonde, nice skin and takes care of herself.. Probably in her late 40s.

Ever since I’ve known her she’s always dated around never really settled down..

Anyways.. We’re at the bar, she notices me and introduces me to her date and I introduce her to my wife (they’ve met before but years ago briefly.)

Lockdown Date Night

I hit send on my last email of the day and slowly close my laptop, sighing in relief that the work week is over. Two lovely unstructured and unscheduled days are ahead of us but my mind is on tonight – Friday means date night with my sexy man and I have been craving you all day long. As I slide my headset off, I can hear you still on a call in your office down the hall. You seem calm and cool but I hear other raised voices. I send up a little wish that you are nearly done and I rouse the sleeping house tiger curled up near my feet under the desk with my foot. “Come on MaoMao”, I say and he yawns and stretches before following me out into the hall. I stop briefly at your door and whisper, “How much longer, babe?”. You hold up five fingers to indicate five more minutes. I cross to you and kiss your head softly. I estimate that I likely have a good half hour before you emerge.

Story time [MF]

When I was in my first year of college at the beginning of the semester (I only went to college for 1 year) there was an event for the first years where there was events to get freshmans accustomed to eachother and know eachother. And there was upperclassmen’s who were helping organize the events and stuff. There were some hot chicks in that upperclassmen group as well. And one of the chick I remember I could see her side boob and she had something that looked like a condom inside her bra. And she noticed me see it and hid it more in there. It could be her phone but I highly doubt it it really looked like a condom. And she had big boobs as well and was attractive.

On Display at a Swingers Party [group]

Reminiscing on pre-pandemic fun… From time to time we liked to attend private swingers parties. They’re a fun way to play with others without the wining and dining part. We learned about this one from a couple that was interested in us, and we took them up on the offer to meet at a party they were attending.

The party was held in a large house (not quite a mansion, but big, nice and clean). The theme was for the night was “kink” but really it wasn’t a hardcore kink crowd so much as swingers, some of whom get a bit kinky. Some folks were sporting some leather, but nothing crazy.

We arrived fashionably late and the crowd was pretty good. Nothing worse than getting there early and everyone is being awkward. People were mingling and flirting – checking out the women who were dressed to attract attention. The action hadn’t really started, but here and there some couples were starting to get busy and everyone was feeling good.

I found this really cool patreon

So I found this really cool patreon today. It seems to be a relatively new page but after reading some of the stories on it I’m hooked. Hopefully you guys like it as well.

[Baby Succubus](https://www.patreon.com/BabySuccubusx)[ Patreon](https://www.patreon.com/BabySuccubusx)

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Symbiosis | Chapter 1 | The Job | [FF] [OC]

**Credit: The following fictional story was inspired by u/lilliamber9. She gave me permission to use her post about her fantasy as writing prompt along with the use of her photos as images in the fictional story below. If you want to show her some love, please visit her page.**

*This story is fiction and although the likeliness of the female MC is based on a real person, no accounts of this story is true. The likeliness of other characters in the story are coincidental if any. Please do not harass u/lilliamber9 in regards to this story or the premise of the story.*

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###Chapter 1 – The Job

In Too Deep [FF] [MF] [Mind Control] [Free Use] [Body Writing] [Oral] [Non-Con]

**In Too Deep**

**Disclaimer: This story contains characters from my series, “My Best Friend’s Girlfriend,” but you do not need to read those earlier stories in order to enjoy or understand this story.**

Somebody grabs Sandra’s hand. She doesn’t look at his face. It doesn’t matter. He leads her back, past the stage, to one of the back rooms. Sandra doesn’t need his help. She knows the way better than him. She knows the way better than anyone.

He chooses the glass room. That’s fine. Sandra’s been there before. Her owner once brought Sandra’s favorite high school teacher to watch her there. Sandra wouldn’t be surprised if her parents showed up outside the glass door one day.

The room has two layers. There is the outer room, for spectators. The inner room has glass walls (or some durable plastic). There is a door into it, but you need the password to get in. There is a bed in the glass room and a chest full of toys. Men never went for the toys. Around the room are holes for the eager cocks of spectators hoping to get sucked. Sandra will suck them if they appear. At least four of them.