I a[m] a big [f]an of anal sex and dirty talk, and my wife surprised even me…

Just a warning, the dirty talk gets a bit filthy in this one, so be prepared.

I love anal sex. I love dirty talk. 2 of my favorite kinks. Sadly the Misses doesn’t nearly as much, but she’s been known to surprise me from time to time…

Sex starts pretty normal. It’s been a bit longer than the last time we fucked. We start making out, her large bare breasts against me bare. She the pushes me back and slowly works her way down to my cock. Licking up the shaft she works it into her mouth and starts her task. It feels great, she’s very much a fan of using mainly her mouth to do the work. After a few minutes she releases me with a slight “pop” and comes back up to lay on her back.

I spread her legs and ease my way inside her. She always gets wet from sucking me off, so it’s wonderful to just get at it, and that’s how she likes it. Little foreplay on my end, maybe a little rubbing of her clit, but not often necessary for her.

Don’t Be a Slut (Part 2) [Mf] [assjob]

Ruth felt a familiar wicked sensation as she rode the elevator. She was in a very fancy apartment complex. It even had a doorman. Her client tonight was definitely loaded, and he’d already sent her quite a sum of cash online.

“Don’t be a slut,” she whispered to herself. She was alone in the elevator, but the walls were mirrored, so she could see her wool overcoat, her red hair, and the makeup she’d put on for her client. She felt silly in her ruby high heels, but she also felt powerful. The stirring began where it usually did: somewhere in the small of her belly, deep within her in a place she could never quite reach.

It sort of felt like she had butterflies like she was nervous or anxious. In truth, it was simply unwavering lust. She called it the curse of the eternally horny: a ravenous sexual appetite that spread like flames, the rippling tongues licking Ruth from the inside. Moments like these made her understand what people said about redheaded women: they were kissed by fire.

[MF] Becoming my Landlord’s Pet (Part Twenty)

I found I could make small circular sweeps in my deprivation, the chain attached above me allowed small movements. However, I could not sit as the length of the chain did not afford me that option. Kneeling and squatting gave little sense of rest, and before long I simply took to standing still.

She was gone. Watching me in someway. My butthole buzzed away. I tried to shake the suckers off of my nipples as the pain took longer than I thought to subside. It was no use. After a while my shoulders began to burn from the strict bondage I was placed in. My palms were sweaty inside the mitts, my feet sore from standing. I tried everything in my power to find any position that gave any part of my body relief. I’m sure time was passing, but I had no way of knowing how much. I tried counting for a while to pass the time but that just seemed foolish. The white noise seemed to slow everything down but also throw me into a half reality, like the split second before you wake up from a dream, but one in which you never actually wake up. It didn’t take long for my mind to start swirling and disappear to bizarre thoughts and fever dreams. I was used to the deprivation from my time spent in my sleep sacks and mummification, but that was always lying down on a soft bed. Never standing, trussed up to the ceiling with your shoulders and nipples aching, burning, crying out in anguish without any sense of relief.

[MMF] [F28]Just had first heterosex orgasm, but with regret (2 edited pics)

This is embarrassing to admit, but I am 28 years old, and until recently I had never climaxed with a guy, and it was starting to bother me. I’ve been having orgasms since I was 15 or so, first with another girl, then by myself. But no matter how much I was in to the guy, or how much he tried, I’ve never been able to get there with just a guy. I’ve studied this a bit, and I guess it’s a pattern with rape victims. Lots of girls who were raped young can only climax with a guy if they are the one on top during sex, never missionary. But even being on top didn’t work for me. I was starting to think it was something I would never experience.

I happened to be scrolling through Reddit posts one night, and I came across one by u/maydoporn, which led me to another by u/smallandtan and one by u/dancinggal1980. They each described experiences they had at a place called “Club Secret” in Vegas where they were gangbanged in public for a lot of money. I wasn’t as much interested in the insane amount of money they got paid as I was how, even with a group of strangers, they apparently had these great, fulfilling orgasms just through heterosex. I wondered if they had used some sort of drugs or something to help them along, but they assured me it was just the raw sex that worked. I started to wonder if maybe a similar experience would work for me.

I can see you [anal][cheating][slut wife][voy][cuck][FM/FM][Fsub][Mdom] (x-post)

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.

Lucky for me, technology is about as far away from her field of expertise as can be. So after being in a suspicious mindset for a while, I decided to set up logging on the firewall for every URL associated with dating or hooking up. Her phone and her computer used the WiFi, so I knew that if she visited any of those sites or services through either device when she was at home, I’d know about it.

A Week Of Fantasy Island [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

I saw it advertised online. In clear black and white in the pages of an adult entertainment website. I was not sure what I was looking for, other than a release from the doldrums of a dire day to day existence. I had come out of a long term relationship rudderless, and the seemingly endless sea of porn and unfilled promises was doing my head in. The words read out like a beacon to my cock.

# Fantasy Island

Within the advertisement, was a promise of a week of heteroflexibility, where you would be one of many, ready to take part in a competition of sexual pleasure. I didn’t know what to make of it, at first. Heteroflexible? Admittedly, that was something that ended my relationship. I had dearly wanted my ex girlfriend to put toys in my ass and she wouldn’t. I started watching bisexual porn and became intrigued by the cocks of other men. Was it going to be worth the flight in Australia and the copious bits of paperwork required. Paperwork to attain consent, which would be verbally confirmed upon arrival.

I can see you [cheating][slut wife][cuck][fmm][dom/sub] (x-post)

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.

Lucky for me, technology is about as far away from her field of expertise as can be. So after being in a suspicious mindset for a while, I decided to set up logging on the firewall for every URL associated with dating or hooking up. Her phone and her computer used the WiFi, so I knew that if she visited any of those sites or services through either device when she was at home, I’d know about it.

Not a Lipstick Lesbian- The Nurse [MF]

The Nurse

The beginning

“Well if I get the fuckin’ fanstastic title then I am going to keep working at the naughty. Maybe throw in some selfish and wicked … but in my “sweet” way. ;) ”

Her reply to me after we had re-engaged in the summer in 2014.

June 2012

She had hit on my Ashley-Madison profile right away, within a few days of me posting it. I said that I had been re-reading her profile, as I had seen she read mine, and waited, wanting to reply. She wrote right back. She was looking for an older man, interviewed some, but no one had appealed to her yet.

We were both looking for something we needed, and not getting it in our mate. 

We exchanged a bunch of emails that first week. She was attached, married. I was separated. In her second email, she told me she was a lesbian, well, bi-sexual, married to her “Mrs” as she referred to her wife. She wanted sex with a man, an older, experienced man. Did I have a problem with that? She’d wait to see if I replied before she would want to talk more or meet.

[FM] I drugged my wife with viagra and other sex drugs…then I fucked her…

I must say, that I am very sexual person. I would use every occasion to fuck.

But my wife is like average. We fuck 1-3 times per week and that is like okay. Time and place is kind of problem. But for me, there are no problems. I would fuck everywhere, just to be intimate with her.

So I thought about that. If I would want to had sex with her more often, she needs to be more horny. I know I am attracted to her, but she is a woman, with child. With no real space for us, and time is also sometimes an issue. But for me, that isnt a problem.

So I knew that must be in my brain s. So I tried to experimenting. I make coffee for us. And when I made coffee I mixed into a coffee 50mg of viagra. It taste bitter, so I put a little sugar in it and salt. That was good. I gave her every day to drink. No real difference in lust or hornyness. But one thing I notice, when I fingered her, her pussy was SWOLLEN! Like really big. She responded on every touch when I touched her. But that wasnt a case. Yeah she came 3 times, that is minimum for us, but that is this.

Rear Entry [Mf, creep, masturbation, anal, oral]

Mark was annoyed when he got the rear door of the McNair’s house. They were good neighbors and had helped him out in the past, but he didn’t want to have keep walking over here to check for Sam’s “important letter.” He shared a backyard property line with them and had to cross some brush that inevitably scratched his hands every fucking time. But Sam said this letter had some information he really needed while he and his wife were on vacation.

He found the magnetic key box hidden under the small back porch and unlocked the door. He walked through the kitchen and living room to check the mail on the floor under the mail slot. He picked up and sorted the mail. No letter. He put the pile on a small table next to the stairs with the rest of the mail he’d picked up the last 3 days.

It was cool and drizzly outside, so he was in no hurry to get back home. Besides Margie was on the rag and being really nasty today. Maybe he’d hang out here for a bit and watch one of the college games. Sam had a much better TV than him anyway.