“Wife Swapping During Pregnancy” [Swinging][Pregnant Sex] [Cuckoldry]

Check out the rest of the stories in my breeding/pregnant wife themed cuckold anthology here: https://www.amazon.com/Pregnant-Hotwives-Cuckoldresses-David-Black-ebook/dp/B01MG7NXTC/

“Here is you coffee, ladies,” I said, setting down two mugs on the table.

“Thanks, hon,” Rachel said, before she went back to gabbing at a breakneck pace.

My wife Rachel was almost eight months pregnant, and her best friend Casey had just moved back from the east coast, so they had plenty to chat about.

“Oh, all the usual complaints,” Rachel said with a sigh. “I feel as big as a rhino. I would murder someone for a glass of reisling.”

They both broke out in laughter.

“But at least the morning sickness has passed,” Rachel added.

Just as I walked out of the room, I heard Rachel say, “But honestly, the worst thing is I’m so damn horny.”

I froze just around the corner in the kitchen.

“Oh yeah? Are you guys still swinging?” Casey asked.

“Not since I got knocked up. First there was the morning sickness. Now I’m as huge as a whale.”

“The only thing huge is those tits of yours. And I thought they were big before!”

[Fantasy Incest, M/S] The story of an ancient noble family.

In this story there are 4 main characters Clarissa, Marcellus, Arelia and Calliope.

The Marcelli were a prominent Patrician family in Rome, tracing their Lineage to the first Kings of Rome. Marcellus, the leader of the family and a somewhat prominent politician of the time had died when his son, Marcullus the younger was only 4, and his daughter, Arelia, was only 3. The mother of Marcellus and Arelia was Clarissa. Clarissa was also from an old patrician family but one that had severely weakened since the reign of Octavian. Clarissa married Marcellus when she was only 14 in a desperate bid of her father’s to begin forging alliances with other powerful families. Clarissa and her sister were both very beautiful, they both had ginger hair and good figures. Clarissa was the oldest by 3 years and the more beautiful of the two, she was tall for a woman at that time at 5’4 with very fair skin and beautiful eyes (For a better visual think of Polly Walker in the show Rome, but imagine her with fairer skin and bright blue eyes. Clarissa is a more beautiful version of her with more youthfullness and larger breasts, whereas Calliope is on par with the character but just a little taller.) she also had a large bossom that was upright and high on her chest, her sister Calliope looked similar but was shorter with less of a curvy figure and her eyes weren’t as electric as her sister’s.

[MFF]Dating a bi girl is the best

This is the story of my first and only threesome, and like many, it takes place in college. I was a sophomore when I started dating Bridget, who was a junior. We met at a party on campus that I was invited to by a mutual friend, Liz.

Liz and I had been friends since early freshman year. She was a cute tomboy-type with light brown hair, light skin and a nice, petite body with a small butt and perky boobs. When we met, we were both very much still into our hippie phases, which is how we became friends. Our relationship was strictly friends, and we never did anything sexual.

[MF] My shy innocent student TA turned out to be not so innocent (repost- format fixed)

I think a lot of people are curious about this, and it’s certainly a common fantasy if porn is any indication. This just happened about a week ago and I decided to post it.

I’m an Associate history professor. I’m approximately 30 years old, single, and I work in a state university. I’m currently in my 6th year teaching. I don’t consider myself to be particularly good looking, but I stay in shape backpacking and biking, so about average.

It’s no longer surprising when students flirt with me. They do it to a lot of instructors. Most of the time they’re just trying to get an edge on their grade, sometimes they do it to make us uncomfortable (only works on first-year instructors ladies, fyi). Occasionally it appears genuine and intentional. I typically laugh it off and tell them I’ve got work to do.

Enter Sarah (name changed). Sarah is a senior, and has taken two classes with me. She’s a political science major, history minor. She’s fairly friendly and kind, always happy to help other students understand difficult concepts. She’s also very smart, especially with ancient political systems, obviously.

“Its [M]y Birthday” [FMMMMM] Bisexual fantasy

Its my birthday.

She blindfolds me, and leads me into the bedroom. strips me down, sensual kissing all the while. I can feel she’s dressed in sexy lingerie, garter belt, stockings, the full getup.

She tells me to lay down on the bed, spread eagle, arms out. I comply. She ties me down, one limb at a time. I’m still blindfolded.

I feel her weight on the bed as she climbs up, and my excitement rises as she moves into 69, her nipples grazing my body, her finger working their way up my thigh to my balls, and her legs on either side of my face. I strain to get my lips on her thighs, hoping she won’t wait to lower her pussy down to me.

She begins, warm, soft and wet, sucking on the head of my cock, and I’m rewarded with a teasing taste of her sweet pussy. We get into it, her teasing my cock, playing with my balls and teasing my asshole occasionally with her tongue. I’m oblivious to anything else… until I feel a mouth on the fingers of my right hand.

The night I finally saw her spread wide open by a stranger [MFM]. Kinda long, promise it’s worth the read.

There are two specific moments in my life when I remember the feeling gripping me. A heaving, monstrous wave of lust that left me unable to think of anything else. The first of these moments was the first time I saw a naked woman’s body when I was a young boy, perky breasts and wide smile looking back at me between banner ads on www.boobs.com.

The second time was when my first high school love brought up the idea of bringing another man into our sex life (we were both 18 by now). I remember us jokingly mentioning it as I was walking her to her bus at the end of the school day, and I remember how our expressions changed as we looked at one another’s face realizing collectively that we both wanted this to be more than just a fantasy. It turned me on like a jolt of lightning shooting up from my groin and showering sizzling sparkles through my brain; I would lay awake at night with her fuzzy voice whispering through the telephone the play-by-play of what I was going to see; how she would hold her legs up for him, the jiggle of her voluptuous breasts as she bounced on his cock for me; the spit dripping down his balls as she took him in her mouth.

Jack and Jill get raped – Part 1 [MFM] – Consent nonconsent – Bi male stuff in later chapters

I just want to warn our sensitive readers that this story contains a bit more guy on guy stuff than is normally in my writing. It also focuses on no

I met Jill through Stacy. They were both playing with the same subby male and we had a sort of 4 way one night. That’s another story though.

Jill then was still exploring her sexuality. But came to believe herself to be a straight switch leaning towards submissive with a particular taste for non-consent. When it came to consentual play, she was very prudish, disliking much more than light foreplay and fucking. With non-consent play, she got off on being “forced” to do the sort of things she didn’t normally like.

The next time we had a play date, she was seeing jack and it was a cuckoldry sort of scene. Jack describes himself as a straight sub. I won’t argue the semantics of kinsey scale on that one. What they shared was a fetish for the non-consent. Not only did Jack want to be forced to watch, but to participate.

[MF] That time one of my bosses jacked me off at work

Howdy again! I usually take a longer break between posts here, but reading [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5bcs9e/how_i_found_out_that_showing_off_is_fun_fm/) got me in the mood to talk about a (very) brief early stint I had with semi-not-really-exhibitionism, and I said my next post would be a bit lighter, so here you go. This is probably the last crazy story I have (after this, the one about boinking a supposed lesbian, and acting out a rape fantasy, my sex life has been decidedly vanilla), so anything I post after this one will probably be a bit more run of the mill (like my second post). So enjoy!

I was 19, and I was living at home. Hadn’t yet picked a college, hadn’t yet really *thought* about college (much to my mom’s chagrin), so I was just playing a ton of videogames and making some money waiting tables. I’d worked at the same chain restaurant for three years (got my first job there at 16 as a greeter). It was okay because it was never terribly busy (except Sundays after church) and it was within walking distance from my house (didn’t have a car).