[FMM] Wife Tries BDSM, LOVES IT and Goes Wild!

My wife and I have been married for 12 years. We enjoy a nice vanilla sex life; a little wild a lotta mild. My wife, now 43, looks just like Catherine Zeta Jones (from Zorro); super classy, beautiful, and very conservative looking.

I had been trying for years to get her to tell me any sexual fantasy or secret desire she had, but she always claimed, everything was perfect and she was completely satisfied. Then finally something came out two years ago. I really pressed her to tell me one thing that she has always wanted to do, everything is fair game. And shockingly, she came out with it, “I want to serve a BDSM master!” In all the time we had been together this is the first this she’s ever asked and you know I was making it happen!

39[F] I was just supposed to speak at a college function. Instead I ended up in bed with a student

“Oh! Oh! Ooohhh!” I squealed.

My big titties slammed forward. I tried to steady myself on hands and knees. I felt his long, thick cock sliding out of my pussy. It left a void. He hesitated for just a second. Then he grunted and drove it back into me. There was an audible slap as our flesh came together. The cheap headboard banged against the hotel wall.

“Oh!” I cried out again. “Oh! I’m so close.”

He’d already gotten me off twice, but I was hoping for one more before we finished.

My cunt made a squishy sound as he slowly pulled that big dick back out of me.

“Faster,” I pleaded. “Give it to me.”

But Rick refused to give in. He slammed his shaft into me with ferocity. It sent waves of pleasure through my body. I cried out again. I felt so full with him inside me. Stretched to my limit.

The Capture of Valerie, Post Apocaylptic Story (slavery)(rape)(nonconsent)(NSFW)

(Part2 can be read at www.amaazingpages.wordpress.com)

It took a while for her eyes to adjust to the light in her new surroundings, but the first thing that Valerie had noticed upon waking was the smell of the damp that seeped all around this place and the sound of heavy rainfall hitting the lone small window that was just above her head.

From her surroundings Valerie guessed she was in a basement, above her through the wall she could hear what seemed to be excited laughter and conversation taking place, though she could not make out what was being said. Valerie did know however that she was tied up tight to a rusty pipe and lying on a strange, silk covered mattress on the floor, she also noticed that she was completely naked.

Her breath started to quicken as panic set in, the room was humid from the hot weather, and she was coated with sweat that was running all over her body.

‘Think Val…what happened!’ she thought to herself.

The one where I fucked my brother’s best friend [MF] [cheating]

*Another one of my cheating stories from the past. This one was the last time I cheated, not just on this particular ex, but ever. If you have not read my previous stories, the important thing to know is I was in a bad relationship with someone who was controlling, manipulative, degrading, and abusive (mainly mentally and emotionally, but some physical aspects showed through here and there -pushing, throwing things, slammed me into a wall and raised a fist up but didn’t it).*

**Backstory:**

My fantasy came true last night [MF]

She just turned 19, and is in her freshman year of college after having worked her first year out of high school before deciding to move away to Florida for school. I’m 31, however. Maybe I should back up and give some history of this fascination I’ve had with this girl.

She’s very active on Instagram and that’s where I first discovered her. She’s very talented, and has an extremely bubbly personality, almost at times, reflecting her young age. But this is normal stuff. She’s this half Asian, half white girl, but she shows the strong Asian gene with her beautiful dark brown/black hair, naturally golden tan skin, and slightly slit eyes, although she has the must luscious lips, and a nice, cute butt with enough of a curve to notice at first glance— it’s clear she’d mixed racially based off of her features. For a few years, she waited tables in my home town at a popular local spot. Everyone knew her, as she has that type of personality.

My Fantasy Turns Real | Wife Stories [MF]

Mary and I had been married for three years. My wife was not a total prude but was conservative. In the bedroom, she loved to have sex and was wild fuck. I doled into swinger’s magazines and websites, I really loved the idea of sharing Mary. I really wanted to turn my fantasy into a real thing.

I said Mary, we are very young, but you like to dress in skirts that are longer than most young women, please wear shorter skirts, I love to see your legs and I am proud to show off my wife. I want other guys to see what I’ve got, that they can’t have. (I thought to myself, I’ve got to start somewhere, maybe progress and convince her to wear miniskirts and start giving guys good views of her panty clad pussy.) It took my about six-month, but l had finally succeeded, and she was now almost daily wearing miniskirts, Mary looked hot. (Every time I looked at her, I thought to my next step, I need her to start spreading her legs for me at the theatre.)

Our First Hotwife Experience. [MFM]

First, I want to start off by giving some background which explains how I became attracted to the Hotwife fantasy. I’ve had one friend who had basically been a brother to me. We’ve been best friends since elementary school and have been close ever since. Something I would often fantasize about as a teenager, was the prospect of one day swapping wives with my best friend. I would masturbate to this ideal on a regular basis, but after a while I sort of forgot about it.

Then comes Reddit. After a while of browsing Reddit, I stumbled across the Hotwife page. Reading the description of what a hotwife was instantly brought back memories of the many orgasms this fantasy had brought me. It was amazing to see that there was an actual community built around the very idea I had once fantasized so intensely about.

Flash forward, my very long term girlfriend and I are very open about our sexual preferences and fantasies. We tell each other basically everything, no matter how weird or different. It took some courage, but I finally brought up the idea of hotwifing. Not unlike many girls on this sub, she was at first a little confused about the idea, but no less intrigued by the concept. The two of us began fantasizing and discussing the idea regularly.

Experience popping my cherry with my dad’s friend… [Mm] [anal]

I wanted to share a story of an experience I had when I was younger involving me popping my cherry with one of my dad’s friends. I kept this story bottled up for a long time thinking it was weird and embarrassing, until I finally told a friend recently. He found it sexy and told me he was jealous, which motivated me to post it here. Regardless, I hope it helps to take some of the shame away from something that is supposedly common, and maybe show some people out there that it isn’t wrong to explore your sexuality with someone more experienced

My sexuality started budding late for a somewhat jock-type guy. Whenever boys in the lacrosse locker rooms shared nudes of girls or talked about their middle-school sex experiences like hand-jobs and making out, I felt uncomfortable. Like an outsider. Whenever they tried to hook me up with girls I would say I was waiting for marriage or something to hold them off. I was ribbed constantly for it.

[F] Dom meets Sub, a surreal experience with orgasm control, chastity and in this instance; spanking. (photos inside)

**Ahti**

**It feels like a dream. I’m not really sure how I managed to stumble across** [Peach](https://imgur.com/QFtbmj7)**, you see what makes her so special is that she mirrors my kinks, curiosities and darkest desires. Whenever I want to give she wants to take and wherever I want to take I find her dying to give. But then the curveball that was orgasm control and denial was thrown at me, it was a fantasy of hers that I’d never heard of before. Before I had time to process any of it in my head, my hard throbbing cock made the decision for me, YES it said! Yes that sounds so so hot! Shortly after my brain followed and the implications and possibilities dawned on me. What was offered on the table: the dream that is having a constantly horny submissive who is keen to please me however I wish.**

An illicit internet encounter [FM]

As something of a change of pace, here’s a recounting of something recent, told from her perspective…

“What floor?” I say, a wink and naughty smile masking the tempest of nerves building inside me.

This is not at all what I intended. This was supposed to be just an online experiment—an exchange of flirty emails I could use as fodder for fantasy every now and then. Yet, here I am, almost suddenly, ready to ride an elevator to the hotel room of a stranger I met only hours ago.

In silence, he leads me down the hall, each step signaling an escalation of the anticipation building between my legs. As we cross the threshold into the room, I turn to look at him, the angles of his face shifting upwards into a smile as he met my eyes, making my pulse quicken.

“I want you to relax,” he says gently. “We won’t do anything you don’t want to do.”

“No…,” I say, almost too quickly. “I’m just… this is all new to me,” I say shyly, a hint of embarrassment in my tone.

“If it helps, I’m a little nervous too,” he offers, my smile and ease in his presence quickly returning.