[MF] Blowjob in the park, and then finishing in my wife (Part 1) [Cheating]

This story is from not long ago but prior to covid.

We met on tinder, both of us matching with anonymous profiles and clear descriptions of our situations and what we were looking for. I normally wouldn’t have swiped right, but it’s much easier to have an affair when the other person is in the same situation, so I thought I’d give it a shot. We started chatting almost immediately upon matching and turned out to have similar interests and similar goals and we very quickly moved to Kik, where we just as quickly setup a coffee meeting for the next day. It turned out we lived about 50 miles from each other so we found a place in between where we could be reasonably sure we wouldn’t run into anyone we knew.

As I drove to the meeting place, I was understandably nervous. I mean, I knew quite a bit about her from our chats but neither of us had shared pictures with each other, so I didn’t really know what to expect. Was it really a man? Someone my wife knew? My wife herself? Would we be attracted to each other? While I was fairly sure it wasn’t any of the first three, I had no idea about the last, but even if that was the case, if the worst that happened is that I had a friendly conversation with someone over coffee, I’d still count that as a win.

Networking, Part IV [MF; Cons; Oral]

Part [I](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/hgsk78/networking_part_i_f_sexual_tension/), [II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hgb7wx/networking_part_ii_mf/), and [III](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hn9i6v/networking_part_iii_mf_cons/)

Mia stood up and realized what a dishevelled mess her and Julian were. She had one bra strap hanging off her shoulder. Julian was still in his shirt and tie. This needed an immediate remedy; they both knew it.

Julian sat back onto the bed, still regaining strength after his intense climax. He pulled Mia on top of him in a straddle. She loosened his tie, clinging to the last moments of being able to control him by this thin strip of fabric around his neck. She adored dragging him around by the tie, but knew she’d love his bare torso even more. She unbuttoned his shirt while grinding into his lap. Her thong was soaked. It was difficult to split her concentration between her thirsty pussy and getting Julian’s clothes off.

With his shirt open, Mia ran her fingers over his buttery smooth, defined abdomen. His dense, thick anatomy turned her on in ways she’d never felt before. Julian slipped one hand behind her, unhooked her bra, and flung it away.

Hot Tub Fiasco – Alternative Ending (2/2)

“Pick which one you like best,” Jenny said as she jerked her pajama pants down. My eyes widened in shock as she wore nothing but a thong beneath. Mallory took her pants off, revealing her black lace panties.

“You are such a slut,” Mallory giggled at Jenny.

My head looked left and right at the two meals laid out before me. Mallory definitely had a butt, but it didn’t stand in comparison to Jenny’s. Jenny had a pornstar type of ass. I gazed at her white, freckled cheeks as they swallowed her thong.

“Go ahead and pick,” Mallory turned her head to me. “My feelings won’t be hurt,” she said, looking at Jenny’s ass.

I cleared my throat and spoke, “Jenny.”

“Do I?” Jenny giggled, loving the attention. “You might need to grab it, just to be sure.”

Mallory sat back down, keeping her pants off, and cuddled me again. Jenny backed up closer to me knowing she had just won.

“Do it,” Mallory whispered in my ear. “All of this is okay. Promise.”

I placed both hands on Jenny’s ass cheeks and squeezed. Jenny laughed, placing her hands over mine so I wouldn’t let go.

Hot Tub Fiasco Part 5 [MF] [Friend’s Little Sister] [Age Gap]

“He’s a lowlife fucking coward!” Matt yelled at the top of his lungs. He was looking out of the window of the house, blinded by the headlights of Connor’s car. “They’re actually leaving.”

“When are you going to tell me what the hell is going on?” His mother demanded, her face flustered with anger. “You woke us up, now he’s taking Mallory away, I need answers-“

“They were making out, mom,” Matt yelled at her. “He was violating my sister.”

Matt’s mother took a step back. Her expression wasn’t exactly disappointed nor happy either. Matt’s father gave a look of disgust, and sat down at the dining room table.

“I’m calling her again, this is just stupid,” his mom muttered, taking her phone back out.

“It’s more than stupid, he’s a pedophile!”

“Calm down, son, this is Connor we’re talking about,” his dad raised his voice. “You can’t just go tossing that word around and you know it.”

“I saw him, I saw the way he held her, they-“

“Enough!” Matt’s father yelled across the room. “Think logically. It’s messed up, yes, but he isn’t gonna *rape* her. Of course you both beat the hell out of each other, you never have any self control.”

Daddy & The Temptress [MF] [Blowjob] [Rimming] [Rough]

As I enter our cozy fourth-floor apartment, the open laptop obscures your view of me. Your expression says something serious is unfolding on the screen. The familiar sound of Mack’s matter-of-fact tone suggests that this is a business meeting.

Easing further into the room, the top half of your attire confirms my suspicions. Soft, navy blue material is smoothed over a strong, broad chest and bulging biceps. Almost surreptitiously, it reaches like a teasing lover to caress your ripped back muscles.

The black windsor-knot power tie is inciting a riot within me. My hungry gaze moves down to where your matching work pants should have been, but finds instead, my favourite polyester-spandex boxer briefs. They contradict your upper professional demeanor and attire – your manhood is straining against the thin fabric, begging to come out and play.

I can help you with that.

Suddenly, you feel exposed, and peek over the lid of the laptop to find the source of your privacy’s invasion. You discover my stare and the vulgar intentions etched in the expression on my face.

Root Canal Relief [M/F] [Interracial] [Indian] [Anal] [Swallow]

One afternoon, I woke up sharply from an unplanned nap to a searing pain in my back molar. The hot, focused agony was unique in its strength. I’ve certainly felt sensitivity in my teeth before (a childhood spent loving sweets taught me all about that), but this was clearly different.

I rushed to the bathroom and downed 4 Extra Strength Bayer, the cool tap water causing a fresh sting on the way. I breathed sharply through clenched teeth. This was a nightmarish pain that I needed immediate care for. I did a long, thorough rinse with Listerine and that helped a bit, but it was evident I needed medical attention.

I pulled out my phone and ran a search for nearby dentists. Through some miraculous stroke of fortune, I had only recently acquired dental insurance through my job. Despite the pain I was feeling, this revelation caused me a needed emotional boost.

The search had found a few well-rated dentists nearby, but in my post-nap, ache-plagued disorientation, I had failed to notice that it was 5:30. Nearly all of these were closed. One had hours until 6:30, so I grabbed my keys and rushed out the door.

Life With My Cum Toy [MF] [BDSM, Anal, Cum]

I definitely can’t say that any of this was planned. I had just gotten out of a relationship after moving across the country with my ex-gf/sub. Just what everyone wants to deal with during a pandemic, finding a new housing setup as well as trying to date again. Seeking out a long term submissive is always a process, and for ease I downloaded Tinder just to meet someone but it was the usual parade of randoms and undateables. But then I saw Heather. There was something different about. Ivy league degree, cute as hell, sexy but coy about it. There was one picture of hers that in particular that screamed submissive to me. I took a chance and said as much, albeit politely. She was surprised that I was able to glean that much, but it intrigued her. And that, as they say, is history.

Niece take control part 11

When Lara came to the end of her story, Stephanie and I realized the full extent of the hell she’d been through.

“That’s why I couldn’t tell you until now, what had happened. The idea of telling you that I started to like getting raped, I’d sound like such a perverted bitch.”

Stephanie quickly jumped in, “Auntiel L, you are nothing of the sort. Your mind did what it needed to survive, and they manipulated your clit to make you cum, your mind accepted it, and shut down the disgust and revulsion.”

I added in, “And we can take it slow, I won’t fuck you hard or fast, I’ll give you a gentle ride every time, just like we did.”

Lara looked at me and said softly, “Oh baby, you’ve had so much patience with me. I’m glad that Stephanie was here to take care of you. I gave you far too many cases of blue balls. I never want to do that again.”

She looked at Stephanie and cooed, “Thank you sweetheart, for letting me taste my husband’s wonderful thick cum. I think that helping me get over it will require both of you to make love to me. Can we use threesomes as therapy?”

[MF] The Rebound (or how I stuck my dick in crazy)

Her name was Becky and she had been friends with Jess for years and had also been with one of my good friends for years. After things fell apart with Jess and I, she was also freshly separated and she made it a point to come to my comfort. Becky was a tall and busty milf (her son was two at the time and they shared custody,) with long sandy brown hair that fell between her shoulders, her bust was easily between a G and H, although she hid it well. She still had a bit of baby weight everywhere, but again she wasn’t unpleasant to they eye.

Blowjob in the Computer Lab

During my senior year of highschool I was helping create the yearbook for our school. Going towards the last month of the deadline we had to stay after school and work until like 3:30 or 4. There was another senior that I was FWB with for awhile and she was kinda into exhibition so we decided to met in the one of the computer labs we usually used for class. We weren’t scheduled to be there that afternoon but some people choose to work even on the off-days. We found some computers towards the back of the room so we could see everything and I had taken off my hoodie to cover her up since I was about 5’11 and she was 5’1. She undid my belt and started to give me head as I was ‘working’ and tried my best not to moan out load. While she was doing that I snaked my right hand up her shirt and started to squeeze her breast over her bra for a bit and a few minutes later she managed to get her bra off under shirt and not get caught. I was playing with her tits as much as I could since they were pierced as well, and it was awhile since I got to see them again.