Grumpy Pete’s MILF tenant (What happens when you don’t have your rent when you should.) [old/young][LL/tenant][blowjob]

By J.K. Jones

Grumpy Pete looked up as he was walking home from the HandiMart. He gripped the 40 ounce beer bottle in the brown bag a little tighter as he noticed two hinky looking men strolling down the street toward him. His wrinkled, weathered face scrunched suspiciously as he squinted to see if he recognized the two who approached.

No such luck. “Old man…,” one said, nodding politely in greeting, and then the two were past him, ignoring his withering stare. Harrumphing, Grumpy Pete moved slowly across a cross street. His house on Laptide Drive was a five block stroll from HandiMart, where he liked to buy his cheap beer, smokes, Lotto tickets and occasionally a chili dog with onions. He was a spry old bugger, barely 71 years old, and liked to make that walk at least once a day. When he was feeling particularly thirsty for more beer, he made it more than once daily. Pete turned off the sidewalk and moved up his driveway, looking at his house and wondering how long it had been since he had painted it.

Daddy is always worth the wait [MF]

Apolagies for the formatting, I’m typing on my phone. Also, cross posting from another sub.

Me [25F] and my husband [26M] had an amazingly sexy session recently so I thought I would share! A bit of background, we’ve been together 11 years, I’ve been working on my confidence in bed the last few years, as I always used to find myself wanting to say/do things, but I didn’t have the confidence to go through with it. I think I’ve finally got to a point where I can say and do what I like without feeling self conscious, and it seems to have made our sex life much kinkier.

I’m very submissive, although I can be a bit of a brat, because I like to push my husbands buttons. He’d spent all of Friday night teasing me, and eventually allowed me to touch myself next to him, until I was right on the verge of orgasm, and he took my hand away and told me I had to wait until Saturday. I tried to argue but I knew I was fighting a losing battle, and arguing too much wouldn’t work in my favour, because he’d just make me wait longer. He told me I needed to earn my treats.

[MF] Fastest time from “Nice to Meet you” to “Fuck me lover.”

This happened back in 1998. I was on one of those phone lines to meet hot, eager ladies. I was connected to a woman who went by the name of Darcy, she told me that she was in a motel room a little ways outside of the city, she was very horny, and she wanted a good, hard fuck.

I quickly made my way towards where she was. It was like all the damn traffic lights were red before I finally got out of the city, and when I arrived, Darcy opened the door, smiled at me and said, “Just in time, I was just about to get ready and go, I thought I’d been stood up.”

Darcy said, “I’ll be with you in just a minute,” and she took her cell phone, and she was talking to her husband, telling him that I had just arrived, and she was going to be coming home with a hot, wet pussy filled with another man’s cum.

I had been checking Darcy out, she was wearing jeans and a white blouse, she was built nice, solid, a few pounds beyond what you’d see in a typical men’s magazine, but the extra pounds were all in the right places.

I met a married man off of Reddit and then sucked his cock in the backseat [FM]

EDIT: [here’s a picture ;)](https://www.reddit.com/r/Swingersgw/comments/dqm7t4/i_met_a_stranger_from_reddit_an_hour_later_he_was/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

After a post on Reddit, I had a couple PM me and ask to swap pics. I’m always happy to do that, but then I realized their username and post history showed they lived close to me! As you might know, I have a boyfriend, but he loves hearing about me trying out new things (and people ;) ) We started messaging and teasing each other, all very aware that we lived close enough to actually meet. She was controlling the phone for the first couple days and we had fun teasing each other, but then she turned the account over to her husband and things dialed up really fast. We were sexting each other all the time and kept “joking” about meeting up. I was getting hornier and hornier as my bf and I are long distance for the time being and I hadn’t had cock in a while. We decided to meet up at a Starbucks during the afternoon.

[MF, cheat, cons, anal] – The work wife part 3

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ckqfny/mf_cheat_cons_the_work_wife/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cxb0dg/mfcheatconsoral_the_work_wife_part_2/)

Things had slowed down a bit since the blowjob in her Range Rover. Part of it was work, we both had a lot to do.  My read on the other part was she was coming to terms with the big changes she’d initiated in her life.  Fucking me once was a mistake, but twice with perhaps a plan for more was a fundamental change to her own self-image. As for me, I was trying not to think about it.  Sex with her was amazing and we were both adults.  What was wrong with having a little fun?

The project director announced a happy hour at a local chain where somebody knew somebody so we could get a deal, meaning the party was more to fill an obligation to have a party than to have actual fun. It was one of those places with stuff on the walls that defined good as big drinks and obscene amounts of food.  I had some things to tie up after work so I arrive late.  There was an open bar, we had landed a new contract, and so there was a very good
showing.  My work wife was sitting at a side table.
“Are you drinking?”

[F] 18 new to reddit

not sure if this is the right place for it but i’ve just turned 18 and im not sure how to start this whole reddit thing. in my everyday life i can’t quite express my kinky side and i really want to explore this further not sure how i feel about posting pictures yet but its something i’d consider. i have a few stories from over the year i could share and i would love to chat to people to explore all this more :)

Bred by the King [MM] [Breeding] [Worship] [D/s]

It all started when you told me I looked somewhat regal. I had asked if you wanted me to be your King and you’d answered with “Yes, my majesty.” From there, things escalated until I had stretched out on the couch, wearing a black robe, and you’d knelt down in front of me, serving me, worshipping your King’s body. I never thought a role play like that could turn me on like that.

But it did.

Because I owned you. You were my servant, my boytoy. Existing to please me.

And please me you did.

From then on, I’ve been your King and you’ve been the boy lavishing my body and cock with attention. This alternate world started to build in my mind; a world where you are the chosen one and all those other servants, male and female, have to wait their turn. Because the King is occupied. With you.

Today is the day though. The day where our little role play takes an even dirtier spin. I unlock the door to my apartment, still in my coat that shields me from the brisk weather outside, and then I notice that something is different. Your shoes are neatly placed in the corner of the hallway and your jacket hangs next to mine. You’re here. What a pleasant surprise.

Can I refill your Soup? [MF]

I worked for a chain Italian restaurant for a few years after completing trade school and before I found an “adult job”. While I worked at the restaurant I had a few girlfriends and friends but none of them compared to her, for this story we will call her Ashley.

Ashley was in her late 40s and I was in my early twenties. Ashley was a bartender and we always clicked, but her husband worked in the back. Ashley was smart, funny and had a skinner mom bod, which I always have enjoyed.

One day me a Ashley opened together so we were alone other than a manager and a few prep guys in the back (to include her husband) . Ashley would not wear her work shirt when opening so I normally got to see her bending over in a nice low cut tank top.

I was finished with my opening duties and went to talk to Ashley, who was just about done with hers. I as always flirted with her and on that day I must have had the right thing to say. I told Ashley I wanted her…. Ashley told me she had been thinking about me for months and I told her, let’s do something about this.

I (20M) fucked my Mum’s visiting friend (34F), her MILF friend (51F) and the MILF’s daughter (19F) – Part 1 to 5 (Chapter 1)

**Part 1**

This was in the summer holidays. My apartment was under repair, so I was visiting my parents for the summer. I had moved into my old room, which is quite big but not massive, but we had a bit of a panic because my Mums friend Chloe had come back from Australia, which she had moved to a few years ago, to catch up with her friends. She had originally planned to sleep in our spare bedroom, but the room had filled with random stuff, and was essentially impossible to access at all. We decided the only option was to split my room in two with a small temporary wall and have us share it.

Chloe wasn’t a model or anything, but the 14 years she had on me seemed to have changed nothing – both physically and mentally. She was still fit, showed her curves, and she had a pretty face and brunette hair. She also had a very free attitude, which unfortunately led to an alcohol shortage in the house. My parents were away quite alot over the holidays, so we quickly became friends, despite the age gap, and because it was in the middle of the countryside, we basically only had each other. Looking back on that holiday, I’d have been more surprised if something hadn’t have happened between us to be honest – she hadn’t had a boyfriend in a while and was in her mid 30s, and I was still basically a horny teenager.

Going for Gold (mf) (teens) (oral)

“Alright good job you two, same time tomorrow, get here sharpish.”

Maddi and I were aged 19, had been skating together for almost a decade and had practically grown up together. Our parents knew each other, had a past in the sport and shared a mutual love for it. Around the time she was our age, my mother had dreams of succeeding in this passion of hers, but these were cut owing to her father’s inability to support them financially following my grandparents’ divorce. Maddi’s father was a former professional figure skater in his home country and had achieved noted accolades prior to moving to the US and settling down with Maddi’s mother. This meant a lot to our parents, so it had to mean a lot to us.

This is why our parents funded us to share an apartment a couple of hours away, close to one of the premier programmes in the country. Our parents had faith in us to pursue this to the top and trusted that we would handle this opportunity with maturity and motivation. Given how close we were, they saw Maddi and I as being like a brother and sister, reaching for their dreams. From our perspective, them seeing us as siblings made it a lot easier to hide the fact that we’d been casually fucking for the last few years.