Manager and his right hand [MF][Cheating]

*It is my first post here, so any criticism is appreciated. Story is based on a real story of my pal (changed names and locations for anonymity)*

Adam and Donna were in very dynamic relationship for a very long time. They met in college, on first year, when they hated each other. Then they felt in love in second one, just to break up on third and get back together after finishing their apprenticeship. The issue was always the same. Adam wanted more close and intimate relation, while Donna was more focused on having good time. It always worked, when she was too tired to go to club and he occasionally gave up his organized life to party with her, but eventually, they always got tired with it and ended fighting.

After collage they both got jobs and decided to get married. It was good for them… for some time, until Donna realized, that she didn’t want to give up on her inner “party girl”. She was spending too much money and time in clubs and pubs with her girlfriends from work and that was too annoying for Adam, who wanted to buy a house one day. He knew, that Donna eventually will calm down and start enjoying more settled way of life- he needed to be patient. He worried though, that Donna might be to reckless and one day she will cheat on him, while being drunk. That insecurity and her carelessness, caused few big fights in their rented apartment.

Return to My Party Ways

In the end, the disciplinary committee didn’t do anything. They sent me a letter urging me to “exercise good judgment and restraint” in social settings, especially those sponsored by the sorority. It didn’t mean anything and the girls who thought I acted like a slut continued to give me the side-eye, while most of the other girls at Tri Delt didn’t care one way or the other.

Two weeks after the hearing, a girl named Lily, who lived on my floor and who I was friendly with, but didn’t really consider a friend asked me if I was going to the party Friday night at ATO. I said I really hadn’t thought about it and she told me she and her roommate were planning on going and asked if I wanted to go with.

“Sounds good,” I said brightly, wondering if she knew anything about why I’d been called in front of the committee.

When Friday night rolled around, I spent several hours getting ready and picked out what I thought would be the perfect outfit for the party – black mini with heels and a top that was demure in front but fairly open in back with the cutest little spaghetti straps over my shoulders. Just the right amount of make-up and eyeliner gave me what I thought would be a fresh, girl-next-door look with just the right amount of sexy.

[MFM] My Spontaneous Threesome

A few weeks ago there was a post on Reddit asking if you’d ever been part of a spontaneous threesome and it brought to mind an experience I had back in college with a friend and his girlfriend, so I decided to write it up. My first and only threesome, at least to date.

We’ll call them Luke and Jenna. Luke and Jenna had been dating since before I met either of them. I’d later find out that it hadn’t been that much before then, but Luke sat next to me in class and we’d often bump into each other in the cafeteria and that led to eating lunch together. I met his girlfriend Jenna through this and before long we were hanging out on weekends watching football at their apartment.

Some quick physical descriptions. Luke was a guy right off The Bachelorette, he could have been a model. He had short brown hair, 6’4″ with broad shoulders and a swimmer’s body. Jenna was kind of the opposite. She had black hair, was about 5’3″ and was a cute chubby girl with a large set of breasts that she had no qualms about showing off. And I have no issue admitting that I rubbed one out to the thought of emptying on those beasts more than once.

Mary’s Adventure, Part 5.5 of 6 [FFM]

Part 1 is [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e1nckz/marys_adventure_part_1_of_6_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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It didn’t take much convincing to get Alberto to join us back at our towel after the two bullies went their own way, finding themselves low on ammunition. Gina was more insistent that he join us than I was, though I certainly didn’t mind. I laid back on the towel to resume my tanning while Gina and Alberto became acquainted. Gina was quietly flirting with him, clearly interested in our new friend on a purely physical level. In the mean time, I let my mind wander to our kiss. He hadn’t been as passionate or as skilled as R, but it had been more personal. Maybe it was just because I knew Alberto’s name, but R’s kiss was beautifully urgent and filled with lust, like something out of a movie, but Alberto’s had been phenomenally real, searching for meaning and fulfillment. Like apples and oranges, there was no way for me to say which one I enjoyed more. There was definitely an allure to Alberto’s style that left me longing to explore it further.

Blowjob on the Bus [oral; CIM; friends; public]

By JK Jones

My bestie Jill was having problems with her car. Like me, she was a broke part-time college student, with a part-time shit job, and no reliable transportation. She moonlighted cleaning houses sometimes, on her days off from school and working as a waitress at the Peppermill near campus. One day she texted and asked if I was busy. It was my day off from my own drudge job as a line chef at that same fine dining establishment, so I told her I wasn’t busy. Turns out she had to go clean a house on the other side of town and was going to need to take a city bus, and would I mind coming along and hanging with her today, since she didn’t want to ride the bus alone. “I’ll totally make it worth your while” she also texted.

Jill is a little hottie, a petite brunette, maybe 5’1” at most, and not over 90 pounds soaking wet. I just adored her legs and ass, and didn’t mind that she was flat chested, because she was so fucking cute, with her flashing blue eyes and little pixie nose and full mouth smile. We were best friends, and of course I had always wanted to be more than that, but she’d had a boyfriend for like forever. So we just flirted a lot at work, and texted back and forth a lot at other times.

She insisted she could suck cock better than her mother.

By J.K. Jones

Grumpy Pete was sitting at his kitchen table on the top floor of his shabby split level house, eating a plate of microwaved ravioli, and dunking some white bread into the orange sauce. Across the room, the television was set on an Oldies-But-Goldies station, and something that looked like black and white 50’s sitcom was flashing on the screen. Grumpy Pete wasn’t paying the muted television much mind. He was focused on scooping ravioli on his bread, and keeping the shit off his shirt as he ate.

There was a light knock on the stair bannister, and a platinum blonde head of big hair popped over the rail. It was Vanity, the daughter of Pete’s slutty MILF tenant Dorothy, who lived downstairs in the small two bedroom mother-in-law apartment. Dorothy was a fortyish busty whore, literally, who worked part time at a bingo parlor and as a waitress, but spent most of her time conducting happy-ending massage in her bedroom downstairs, and by that, Pete knew she was simply blowing her clients, earning $50 for ten or fifteen minutes of work and three minutes of conversation as she hurried them out of her place, and went to brush her teeth before the next client. Pete had once sat in his window for an afternoon reading a book, and counted nine men leaving Dorothy’s place in one day.

[MM] Giving my first blowjob

I’ve always known I was Bisexual.
It’s never bothered me and I’ve never felt ashamed or like I didn’t know who I was. That being said, I’ve never actively sought out homosexual experiences. I’m not interested in dating men, and I have a very specific type of men that I find attractive.

When I was 19 I moved to a town hours away from my friends and family and started going to a community college. And that’s where I met him.
For anonymity’s sake we’ll call him Dave.
Dave was 4 years older than me, super skinny, blonde, and about 6’1. He was ex military. Not my type.
Dave and I had the same history and economics class and when we were in between classes we would hang out and smoke cigarettes together. We became pretty good friends and occasionally we would hang out outside of school. Mostly we just go out to eat.
Dave never hinted to me that he was into men but he never seemed to be interested in women.

Our weirdest (swingers) evening ever [swinging; group; fraud; unwanted contact; hilarity]

Swingers who play regularly with others will invariably run into all kinds of craziness- it’s the nature of the beast that when people get naked, you just cannot predict for sure how it’s going to end, and whose body is going to end up on the floor! However, some situations outshine the rest in terms of pure batshit craziness, and I have one for the ages to tell you about.

[FM] 7 Minutes in Heaven

Ok. This one goes way back. Back to my senior year of high school. Yes, I was already 18 by this point. And so were the rest of my friends.

It was about April, a bit more than a month until graduation. A couple of us decided to get together on a Friday night after school. There was a total of 7 of us. 4 girls, 3 guys. We all gathered at John’s house. He lived with his dad. We turned up with some pizza, sodas, and chips and followed up dinner with an intense game of Monopoly. Well, at least it was intense for the first hour and a half at least. About halfway through, we started to care less and less about the game and taking longer and longer breaks just talking until we got on the subject of graduation. How we were graduating soon and all the things we wished we had done differently during our four years of high school. We eventually started talking about things the movies and tv shows show high schoolers doing but that we hadn’t done. We soon found out literally none of us had played 7 minutes in Heaven. Ever. We talked about how it seems like the game is so widely played by high schoolers and even middle schoolers in some cases. And then we got the bright idea that we should play. We weren’t even sure exactly how to play it. So Brenda offered to Google it when I butted in to suggest that we should come up with our own mishmash of rules from what we remember from the movies. This is what we came up with.

[MFM] A Day at the Lake with my BF and his Buddy

A little bit shorter story this time for my fans!

Those that have read my previous stories will know that my Husband and I have enjoyed our version of a “Hotwife” relationship almost our entire time together.

We started long before we married and before we ever knew it was something other people did. We had to just figure it all out on our own, experimenting and talking through our fantasies. Eventually finding the right circumstances for us.

So back in the early days, before we were even engaged, I would occasionally fool around with our good friend “Mark”.

Mark was the first person we ever did the Hotwife/Hotgirlfriend/sharing…whatever you like to call it. It was not a regular thing, it mostly would happen if we were at a party or something, drinking, and the mood struck me. It was always random, never planned. Mark never knew when or if the opportunity would arise and would never make the first move…except once but that’s anther story.

He was a good friend of both of ours, in fact he was in my friend group in High School even before I met my Husband. He was safe, single, attractive, and often hung around with us.