Short Story – How she cheated on him with me

She texted me last night after a couple years not contacting me. She said that she can’t forget my cock and she fantasize about me when she is fucking her soon to be husband. We live about 3 hours away. I haven’t responded that message…. That last message….

“I am sending my address. I will be alone this weekend as he is traveling with his buddies. I will be naked waiting for you on Saturday at 7pm. I want you to text me when you are parked in front of my place. Count to 60 and come into the door. Don’t knock. Don’t ring the bell. Just come in and take me. Don’t worry about niceties. Below is my address…”

Her message is playing over and over in my mind. In 2 days will be Saturday, and what the heck I will do? Will I help her cheat? But how couldn’t I not after she said that she fantasize about my dick while fucking her man. We haven’t fucked for 4 years and she still thinks about it… Just remembering how well I trained that whore and her holes….

The bridesmaid who shagged me. [MF]

Her name was Sondra, like Sandra, but with an o, I think. I never asked.

It was a wedding, or rather, the aftermath. We were all the same hotel- me, most of my friends, their significant others, and mine too. The place was a country estate, a few separate buildings with a dozen or so rooms in each, some lovely nature and fuck all else.

It was full, overfull, and as such we’d had to move from room to room, building to building, over the three nights we were there. That inconvenience led to my superior geographic knowledge of the place.

That knowledge is what led my tipsy girlfriend to suggest I help Sondra find her room while she went to our room to change. Not an issue, just tour guide duty. Easy. I was drunk, because it was a wedding, but still… easy.

So Sondra, friend of the bride, a bit of a socialite, clearly spoilt, pretty bit not stunning. Five seven, dark hair and a button nose, tanned like she went on holiday every week. Lovely eyes. Not much cleavage, perky ass. I barely knew her, but just like all the other bridesmaids, I had noticed her. By noticed, I mean I’d undressed her with my eyes.

We finally meet

Hello! Just to set the story, I was talking to a girl that I met on Reddit and this is a kind of report of what happened.

We just exchanged phone numbers on Reddit , your phone ring, new text message :
Be at 11 at Alexandra garden.

You’re looking at your watch it’s 9 and you know that you only need few minutes by walking to join the location. You decide to have a shower and have a look on what you could wear as you’re naughty. You pick a black see-trough top and a short of the same color, then you pick your favorites high heels and you star at yourself in the mirror.
“GOD I look sexy af like this” your starting to feel some excitation coming.
Your sitting back on your bed take your phone and reply “ will be there. Should I wear my buttplug?”
2 minutes later it rings again:
“If you’re having it I’m gonna start by this hole without even saying hello”
You’re now feeling warm,you’re grabbing a plug and rub it around your clit. When it’s wet enough you’re putting it in front of your little hole and push it with moaning.
It fills you and you feel good but, deeply in your mind you know that you would prefer the cock of the stranger you met few days ago. You also know that later it’s gonna happen. A new look at your phone let you know that you have a few minutes left at home. You’re sending me a picture of what you have between your cheeks and you left your flat to go out.

My First Threesome with an ex FWB and her new BF [MMF]

I had my first (and only) threesome about 4 years ago. The girl had been a friend with benefits for years. She was short, brunette, and worked herself into shape over the course of our time hooking up. She was my friend from high school’s roommate. We went out to a bar with a group of friends one night and she ended up back at my place. We hooked up from time to time for two years after that. She was a perfect fwb, she was down to try anything, always horny, and when we weren’t hooking up we would stay out of each others business. We had some fun times together, we both got more experienced with anal, she like being tied to the bed, and she’d wake me up in the morning by sucking my cock. For one of our most memorable encounters, she blindfolded herself, put headphones in, and laid naked on her bed with the door to the apartment unlocked. I let myself in and the moment she realized I was in her apartment was when my dick plunged into her pussy.

First Anal [FM] From the Cougar Chronicles

Sorry if this is long, first time sharing something like this.

My friends tend to wonder why I date younger guys. You would think me being the older one, I would have more adventures under my belt. Truth is, I was a very late bloomer (we just won’t go into that). But I’m not sure that is the reason for dating younger guys. That may never be answered. But one experience with a younger guy stands out (ok there may be more than one). My introduction to anal came from a younger guy. I was 38 and he was 25. I met K through a dating site. He was the gym rat type, between work and school (he wanted to be an EMT), all his free time was spent in a gym. So, I was surprised he took an interest in me. Even though I go to the gym, I am definitely not the gym body type. I go to the gym so I can survive a disaster movie and eat Nutella. Turned out we did have a great love of movies in common. I would say after a couple weeks of texting, our texts became more and more less PG. There are probably some fun photos of me circulating out there somewhere, if I find out they are making money, I need my cut.  So, one text leads to another, a couple of phone calls too. I even got lectured for leaving plastic water bottles in my car and still drinking from the bottle.

Lyra’s Cavities : (Forced orgasm, anal, cumplay, stripping, oral) (Chapter II: Enlargement)

Chapter II: Enlargement

Lyra watched as the men approached her exposed mouth. Tears ran down her cheeks. She knew what was coming, and she knew how it was coming. Sammy stood tall watching Lyra’s gleaming eyes. She felt a jolt of excitement. When Sammy was brought here a year ago, she too was subjected to what she now calls ‘enlargement process’. She remembered being tied to the same sofa, with vibrators taped inside her pussy and anus for four days. With each passing day, the size of the vibrators were incrementally increased. The last day was the most painful, whereby her captors tested her limits by inserting two vibrators in each hole. She remembered looking down at her own pussy lips and seeing them wriggle in tense reaction to the vibrators fucking her. Before the process, all she could take at a time was a cock in each hole. After, she comfortably fit three in her pussy, two in her anus as well as her mouth. The cartel’s bosses were so impressed that had decided to cancel their contract with a local businessman and use her to teach upcoming ‘trainees’. Now, Sammy was getting to take each captive girls through the process of enlargement. “Lyra, you no longer have free will.”, Sammy erupted when she noticed how violent Lyra’s squirming had become. “After enlargement, you still have to undergo orgasm control, vaginal muscle control and titty fucking, at the very least.”, she added. She knew what lies await for Lyra. Her jolt of excitement was partly the result of her enjoyment of seeing another female being tortured.

Lyra’s Cavities : (Forced orgasm, anal, cumplay, stripping, oral)

Just a short recap: Lyra, a beautiful mixed Japanese-American woman, was halted by immigration and searched for narcotics. The men proclaiming to be security guards anally and vaginally penetrated her. One of the men violated her mouth with his manhood. Her holes were filled and she is now laying weak in captivity.

Chapter 1 : Realization

Lyra was sulking on the cold, stainless table. Her bare breasts lay flat, push down by the weight of her body. Her nipples numb, sensitive to the cold steel. Her vagina still dripping of white cum that continued running down her thighs before forming a wet puddle on the table top. She can still taste the salty, bittersweet stench of ejaculate on her tongue. Her ear lobes and hair intertwined with semen ropes jutting out of her lips. She was a ravaged mess. Sobbing but pussy throbbing, Lyra can still feel the soreness of her gaping, opened pussy lips. She can still hear the flapping sound her butt cheeks made with the man who took her from behind. As hauntingly, she can still feel her pink vaginal wall expand and collapse with the cock’s every move.

[M]y [f]irst peruvian slut [LONG]

For the last couple weeks I’ve been travelling South America. Starting in Brazil I flew to Peru to see Machu Picchu (of course) but had to fly over Lima. So during a 5 hour layover in Lima I decided to put the Airport Wifi to some use checking the local Bumble population. I got some matches really quick but then my flight on to Cusco stopped me from going on. Some of the matches never opened a conversation, some burned out but I stayed in contact with this one Peruvian girl – let’s call her Maria.

Maria is in her early 30s, petite (about 5’1) and dark haired from Lima. Big smile in her face, tan skin. Her ass is tiny but full – exactly how I like it. Her profile said something about how she loved french fries so that was my opening line after she opened the conversation with the usual “Hi” (but on Tinder girls expect creativity from guys… ;-)).

We started talking and switched to WhatsApp soon. In the beginning the conversation was funny but nonsexual but we kept in contact over the following days while I made my way back to Lima by bus. Soon it got more naughty and she was totally into it. We started basically sexting and let me tell you – six hour bus rides with a hard on are no fun!

Dinner Served

Dinner is served at six and daddy wants me. Sitting across the table he looked at me then quietly said, “Fuck me.” A romantic glow sat upon the room as my mother brought out the turkey. Beautifully built, her breasts caught my eye as she went back to the kitchen. Daddy’s father, Bowie sat next to me looking like a navy man. Crisp silver curls framed his face which sets the background to dark grey eyes. Daddy became annoyed and got up from the table.

Bowie began to comfort me with his hand on my thigh. I gave a small tour to another zone and he put two fingers in my pussy. Wet fingers going in caused a panic within me. Trembling lips gave away to quiet moans as daddy’s brother stared at me. Then as my body became his victim in walks my mother. She put a ceramic bowl of mashed potatoes on the table then went back to the kitchen. I got up abruptly leaving hard cocks wandering. In search of daddy I began to wonder about my role in this family.