My wife sucked her cum off of a dildo

So my wife and I have used a 6.5 inch life like dildo for quite a while now. For the past 5 years our sex lives started out as vanilla as it gets to where it is now; not the most erotic but in a very hot place. For the last year, I can’t explain exactly why, I’ve been attracted to the subject of cuckold. I’ve watched videos, read sex stories on the subject and come to the fantasy of thinking of my wife with someone else while I masturbate. I’ve slowly started to integrate this kink into our sex lives. After a little while, I convinced my wife to buy the dildo that we have now. She has been reluctant to get a dildo, the most she had used up until that point was a small bullet vibrator. We picked out the dildo together, with me thinking the entire time about inserting it into her wet vagina and seeing her get all the pleasure from it.

Over the past year we’ve used it again and again until it’s become a staple of our sex life. Each time we have sex, we use the dildo, my wife even asks for it. We talk dirty to each other about it. I ask her if she likes getting fucked another cock, she says “Yes!”.

DDD’s Hazing Part 1 [MF] [fiction] [d/s] [blackmail] [exhib] [hazing] [slave/master] mentions of [rape]

[Here is the link to part 1.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rmnms9/ddds_hazing_part_1_ff_ds_blackmail_exhib_nosex/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

*This is meant to be part 2, I just accidentally said part 1 in the title*

*Before this starts I want to say that hazing should never be done. It is a terrible outdate ritual. This story is 100% fiction and fantasy.*

“I am Grace, your slave. I am rushing Delta Delta Delta. As part of my hazing, I must spend this entire school year as your slave.”

“What do you mean by my slave?” The young man responds.

“In order to be initiated, I must do everything you ask of me, no matter what. If I am not initiated, I will be the family disappointment and will have a video of me squirting everywhere sent to everyone I know.” I say with desperation. I need my new master to accept me.

“I am not doing this. I’m against hazing to begin with. Plus any kinky dynamic needs to be fully consensual, this is not consensual.”

“Please… Master. I need this. I promise I want to be your slave. I will do anything you ask of me. I need to be in Delta Delta Delta. Please just help me.”

My Wife’s Kinky Birthday Threesome – Part 3 [MFM]

The finale of our little tryst! Thanks for reading! Here are the previous parts:
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/roojkb/my_wifes_kinky_birthday_threesome_part_1_mfm/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rooxrh/my_wifes_kinky_birthday_threesome_part_2_mfm/)

## Intermezzo

Frankie went to shower. I helped Amelia out of the futomomo and cleaned up the toys from the bed while she drank water. I scoped out a decent ramen place near our hotel and we all got dressed and ready to head out with Amelia keeping the rope chest harness on under her clothes. I could feel the ropes when her jacket was on, but didn’t know how visible they would actually be when out and about. If someone looked at just the right angle into her cleavage, they’d be able to spot some of the rope peeking out, but just knowing that we had a fun little clandestine bondage scene going on while we were scarfing tasty soup and noodles was amazing.

## Settling In

[MF] The weekend I (18f) spent with my coach (32M)

I had always had a crush on Scott. He had sandy blonde hair, piercing ice blue eyes, and looked amazing without a shirt, which he would take off sometimes during summer workouts causing more than a bit of scandal with the parents. For two years I would flirt, biting my tongue between my teeth as I smiled I’m response to some comment he made, or grinning like the schoolgirl I was when I passed his office on the way out of the gym. I wanted something to happen but was not sure it ever would.

The foundation however was laid during a weekend meet we had after spring break. We all stayed at a hotel a few hours away and the night before had dinner. Several of us teased him and flirted. I asked why he didn’t have a girlfriend at the moment and one of the girls, Melissa, goes, “He’s waiting for us to graduate!” And we all giggled like idiots. Her words would prove prophetic. The same night, he made rounds to tell us lights out and I was in another girl’s room, Ashley, and he stood in the doorway and told us we had to go to bed. I stood up and passed close by him, wearing only a tee shirt and panties, pressing my hand just against his hard abs just at his waistline and made a point to give hard eye contact. He later told me he went to his room and jacked off thinking about me, but that wasn’t until later. He was never going to do anything to get in trouble. That was my game.

A Night With Her (M/F, Creampie, Cuckolding)

Jared sat at his computer, typing up an essay. At least trying to. His attention constantly being diverted back to a video he had pledged to himself he would only listen to. It was interesting enough to warrant the switching between tabs when he should have been writing. A small noise caught his attention, a vibration a few inches away from his keyboard. He looked down and saw his phone screen lit up with a number of unchecked notifications. This new notification had him raise an eyebrow. A text. Not just any text, a text from Eliza. He had interacted with her on occasion, they had classes together as they were in the major and had even partnered on a project or two for said classes. He knew she didn’t just text him to catch up, so he picked up the phone. The closer it got to his face, he realized it wasn’t just a message. It was a picture. Jared thought of a few different scenarios as to what the picture could have been as he swiped up and typed in his password.
When the image opened, his face flushed red. It was her, no doubt in his mind. Her face wasn’t in the photo, though he could still tell. What was being presented was her naked form, in all its glory. She was fairly curvy, her breasts taking center stage and being the first thing Jared noticed. She stood straight, one leg bent to make her hip sway. Down further, her legs were spread apart. Just barely letting Jared catch a glimpse of her shaven slit. He stared at the photo for a bit, feeling his cock harden quickly at the sight of this woman. The image was doing it for him, but the thing that got him more excited was the why. What would follow this message? Just as quickly as the thought popped in his head, his phone vibrated again. The new message descending from the top, reading “Wanna fuck?”
Looking up at his unfinished essay, then back down at the picture, he moved off of it into the text messages. He quickly typed, “Yeah.” And sent it. The message popped up on the screen with him anxiously awaiting her response. Those three dots came up, and soon a new message showed up with an address attached. Another message was quickly sent by Eliza, saying, “Don’t take too long now.” With a winky face staring back at Jared, as if he could see her doing the exact same thing. It didn’t take him long to grab his shoes and keys before he was out his own door, leaving the half-written essay up on the screen.
For him, the drive to her house was excruciatingly long. His bulge pressing up inside of his jeans just thinking about what could have encouraged her to send a message like that to him. As he arrived at her doorstep, he knocked a few times. He tried not to sound too excited, he didn’t want to come off as desperate after all. When the door unlocked, and slowly opened, Jared at once felt extreme satisfaction, jealousy, and confusion.
There Eliza was, just like in her photo, naked. A seductive smirk on her face as she noticed his excitement for her nudity. Eliza herself was great, Jared thought, what was behind her caught him off guard. There was another man, also naked, but tied to a chair with a ball gag in his mouth. This guy was bigger than Jared, broad shoulders and sporting a pretty well trimmed beard. His cock was hard, pulsating, and Jared figured it might have been a bit thicker than his own. He felt embarrassed, as if he had been set up. He noted again that the man was tied up, and looked to Eliza for an explanation. She followed his gaze, looking back at him and giving a slight laugh. “Oh, him? That’s my boyfriend, Conner.” Conner then shook against his restraints. Jared had barely any time to actually give a response before Eliza continued again.
“He’s been naughty, caught him sexting with my friend the other night. I wanted to give him a little taste of his own medicine.” She said, licking her lips.
“A taste of-” Jared began before Eliza pulled him in close, pressing her lips against his. He didn’t react right away, the shock of it all still getting to him. He sobered up quickly as Eliza pushed her tongue against him, almost begging for entry. Obliging, she did exactly that as his lips parted. Her breath was an odd mixture of peppermint and musk. Despite the combination, he enjoyed her tongue in his mouth, his wrapping around hers.
She pulled back, leaving him only wanting more. Eliza reached down, and gripped Jared’s hard on through his pants. “You were thinking about me all the way here, huh?” She giggled playfully, rubbing it.
“Oh, fuck yeah.” Jared moaned out as both a reaction to her touch, and an answer to her question.
“Then let’s get to it.” She said, pulling him back by his shirt. She turned them around, closing the door behind her and practically tossing Jared onto her couch. Jared only looked down at her, Eliza crawling on top of his legs. Her hands fondling at his pants, trying their quickest to undo his button and pull down the zipper. He said nothing as she pulled back both his pants and his boxers, only to hear her squeal in pleasure as she saw it snap out of his underwear and to its upright position. She reached her hand down, gripping the pulsing shaft in it. “It’s so fucking hot.” Eliza moaned, maneuvering herself to her stomach. Her tits pressing up against Jared’s legs as she took the tip of his cock in her mouth.
The warmth and wetness was all he felt for a moment, and a gasp escaped his lips. It had been awhile since he had gotten a blowjob, and especially one under such erotic circumstances. Jared’s mind went blank as Eliza lowered her head, his cock slipping deeper and deeper into her mouth until all seven inches were in. His cock throbbed against the tight passageway, and he heard Eliza gag a little before she pulled back up stopping as her lips grazed right under his head. She began a rhythm, shoving his length into her mouth before simply pulling it back out and going through the motions again.
It took Jared everything he could muster to keep from exploding in her mouth. She was certainly an expert at this, playing with his urethra with her tongue just made it feel that much better. All the while, Jared slowly came to the realization that they were not alone. Conner was still there, naked, tied up. He looked over, and certainly enough he was watching his girlfriend deepthroating a practical stranger. A hand touched his cheek, and turned his attention away from Conner to her. Her face was now inches from his, and she looked him dead in the eyes.
“Don’t pay attention to him, love. Pay attention to me. He doesn’t matter right now.” Eliza whispered, though Jared knew she spoke loud enough for her boyfriend to hear. Jared looked below her eyes, past her absolutely perfect tits, and saw that her pussy was hovering right over his cock. He could feel the wetness dripping from it onto him, and knew exactly what she was about to do. “Are you ready?” Eliza asked, her hand wrapped around his shaft, positioning it just in the right spot. He couldn’t speak, only nod. She smiled, and sat up. Her body moving down, and his cock slipping into her.
A moan escaped his lips as she did, and he felt everything. How her lips parted against his head, quickly wrapping around and engulfing his length. Her walls were hot and wet with her juices, and they constricted around him, pulling him deeper into her. They both moaned as she took all of him inside of her, sitting comfortably on his waist. Jared looked down, and only saw her body. They were connected solely by their flesh, and their desire for one another. It was heaven, and then she started to lift herself up. The constricting didn’t stop, it only got better as she moved with him inside. The feeling of her skin pulling on his was enough to make him cum then and there, though he held back on that, wanting to feel her for as long as possible.
The gaze caught his attention again, he looked over to Conner, who was watching the sexcapades. Despite Eliza’s wishes, something about his presence just made the encounter so much better. He loved knowing there was nothing he could do as he had sex, something usually seen as sensual among partners, with this man’s girlfriend. It was as if he was violating some sacred testament with his cock by virtue of it being inside Eliza. He enjoyed that feeling, almost as much as the sex itself.
Jared was pulled back to Eliza, her movements growing more rapid. Her insides grinding against his cock all the way inside of her, trying their hardest to get him to climax. “Oh, fuck yes!” She groaned, her face thrown up towards the ceiling as she bounced up and down.
“Come on, cum in me.” She ordered. Her face lowering to look Jared in the face. Her eyes were dripping with lust, that smirk she had mischievous and excited. Jared could not deny it. His balls tightened as the pressure grew at the base of his cock. His hands moved forward, gripping Eliza’s thighs as the pressure slipped up towards his head.
“I-I’m cumming!” Jared stammered, his cock pulsating deep within Eliza. She stopped for a moment, sitting down on him, placing a hand on his chest as she began to shake with her own orgasm. Jared’s cock throbbed hard inside of her, pumping out a load of hot, thick semen. His eyes began to roll back as the ecstasy of his orgasm, combined with the tightening grip of Eliza’s vagina from hers, felt like heaven.
They sat there for a moment, coming down from their orgasms together. Eliza leaned down, laying on top of Jared and embracing him in a hug. His cock slipped from her pussy, and a small dribble of his cum slid down onto his shaft.
“Holy shit.” Jared began. “That was incredible.” Eliza began to giggle, her body swaying on top of his as she tried to contain her giddiness. She sat up, lifting her hips above his pelvis. Reaching down to her pussy, she wiped up a bit of the dripping cum and held it to her lips. She took the moment to look over at the man still tied up in the chair, and licked her fingers.
“Tastes so much better than yours.” She said, slowly and seductively. With a smirk, she looked down at Jared and nodded. “We are so doing this again.” She giggled, getting up and walking over to her coffee table. Jared began to sit up, but found it a little harder now that his legs were shaking.
Looking over at Conner, it was clear that Eliza had no intention of untying him just yet. And remembering that he had just cum inside of the man’s girlfriend in front of him made his retreating member stand at attention once again. Another revelation crossed his mind.
“Oh god, Conner, really?” Eliza said in disgust as she examined her boyfriend. She wiped her hand on his lower stomach and pulled it back. Revealing that Conner had also cum during the show. “Without even using your hands.” She laughed, looking at his sperm covering her hand.
“I thought you might like that, but this much?” She said, looking down at him. Right before she pulled down his ball gag and shoved her fingers in his mouth. “Oh yeah, tastes good, doesn’t it?” She said, making sure he swallowed before removing her fingers. Conner began to cough after, looking up at Eliza.
She looked back, and smirked. Leaning down she kissed the tied up man passionately. Jared raised an eyebrow and stood up. “Uh, I thought you were mad at him.” He stated.
Looking back, Eliza stood up straight, her breasts bouncing softly at the sudden movement. “Oh, that? I was just using that to set the mood.” She smiled and looked to Conner. “We’re open.” He said, his voice fairly deep. Making Jared shrink back a little.
“So, what about…you know.” Jared asked. Eliza rolled her eyes and smiled. “He’s wanted me to do this for a while. So I figured you wouldn’t try anything scummy. Sorry I didn’t mention it to you before, but I think the fantasy might have been ruined a bit if we told you beforehand.” She said, making her way to Jared. “I hope you’re not mad.” Her gaze was a lot more meek now, certainly different from the commanding tone she took before.
Jared looked back to Conner, who had a small grin on his face. His gaze, shifting to Eliza’s nervous smile, met hers. Jared gave her a reassuring nod. “I’m not. As long as we can do this again.”
“Oh, definitely.” Conner spoke up. Removing the restraints himself and standing up. Conner walked towards Eliza, and placed a hand around her shoulder. The two smiled at each other before focusing on Jared. “I think I speak for both of us when I say we enjoyed your company.”
Somewhat intimidated by just how much taller Conner was, Jared returned Eliza’s previously nervous grin and nodded in agreement. “Well, I uh…I look forward to it.” He said, stepping back a bit.
Jared got dressed as Conner mentioned he was heading up to take a shower. Eliza followed Jared to the door and watched as he opened it. Before he left however, he turned to say goodbye. Eliza imitated with one more kiss. No more lust, but a simple and sweet peck on the lips.
“Thank you, for helping us live out a small fantasy.” She said, reaching for her phone by the door. “We’ll have to set something up again soon.” Jared nodded, turning to leave. “Oh yeah, maybe this weekend?” He asked, looking back to see Eliza nod and agree. Glad, he stepped outside and closed the door behind him.
His gaze was fixed towards his car, and as he stepped out into the driveway, his eyes widened. “Oh shit!” He began racing to unlock his car door. “That goddamn essay!” He hurried inside, and rushed on home.

RTS (Part 3) FM

After watching the video, my husband returned to reddit and scanned comments on my recent posts. I sat next to him, finding myself in a similar haze as my fan. I was turned on having watched someone cum for me, using something I sent them to send them over the edge. But part of me was disappointed, expecting more, unsure what exactly was lacking. I reflected on my fantasy and concluded that after dozens (probably hundreds) of tributes, my standards were higher. Whenever I posted in the tribute sub, it was regularly in the Hot posts, and average 10-15 people sharing videos of them masturbating to me, often cumming right on me. These tributes were varied, some from older fat men, but most from younger guys, well hung, who sprayed their phones, computers, and tablets with cum, sometimes until it completely covered their screens, and my image was obscured by their affection for me. I had people that would tribute every time I posted, sometimes several times for the same video, occasionally sending me private tributes that were even longer, even dirtier than they were comfortable sharing on Reddit.

RTS (Part 2) FM

We mailed out our package, and waited anxiously to see when it was delivered. In the interim, we edited and pictures and clipped the videos into segments. My husband wrote a note to my fan, explaining which order to open the files and telling him to enjoy smelling and tasting my pussy, and to send a video with his head buried in my thong while cumming to my video if possible. While numerous guys have cum to me and my posts, this would be the first one to do so with my underwear in their possession. That thought turned both of us on; we had already had sex while watching the clips we had made for him, and the thrill made my husband cum quicker than normal, and me moan louder than usual.

Our package showed delivered on a Tuesday, and we didn’t hear anything for several days. Disappointed we didn’t even get a thank you, we were still happy we went through the process, as it brought us closer together and allowed us to fantasize together about including someone else directly in our sex life, which is something we talked about even before we started posting on reddit, but has increased ever since. After 5 days, we stopped checking messages several times a day, resigned to the fact our fan was either shy or selfish, and didn’t want to participate further now that he received his prize.

32(f) blackmailed by 22(m) college student

Hi reddit. First time posting here, but I’m excited. Let me know what you guys and gals think. I’ve been really horny lately and I just keep thinking of this situation. To begin, this is pure fantasy. It starts innocently enough. I used to teach at a college and I used to get cat called by the jocks and by some of the more confident students, and I understood why. I’m a pretty hot Asian woman. It could sometimes get annoying but sometimes it could come off very complimentary. In fact, one of the more mature, better looking students caught my eye. He was 6’4″, a beautiful brown complexion, with green eyes and a gorgeous smile. He had an amazing body, very lean and deceptively strong. We’ll call him Blake. He was the desire of all the girls in his grade, and many of the female faculty and mother’s too. But this story isn’t about him. This is about the little pervert that taped us together. He was a scrawny kid, a senior too. He was bullied from time to time and to be honest, I don’t think I ever even noticed him before. We’ll call him Fay. Well, Fay just so happened to catch me blowing Blake after hours at the school. Side note, I loved sucking Blake’s cock. It wasn’t huge or anything, in fact it was a little on the short side, but it was girthy and he loved it, that’s what turned me on the most. I would barely wrap my lips around it and he would immediately start quivering. After Blake finished up, we parted ways and I headed to my car. As I jumped in, Fay approached. At first, I wasn’t even sure he was a student. He could’ve been a malnourished bum. He was very unkempt, and had a very dark look about him. I asked what I could do for him and he asked me for a ride. I simply couldn’t, I didnt really know who he was and I still could taste Blake’s cum in my mouth and wanted to get home and wash up before my husband came home. And that’s when he showed it to me. “I think it would be best if you did.” He pulled up the video on his greasy, fingerprint covered cellphone and put the phone right in front of my face while the video played. My jaw dropped…

I [M] guess I paid a model [F] to eat out my G[F]?

Back in the smoky days of yore, before vape commercials became illegal (or something) in the US, I produced a few for a client’s social media. One ad in particular was a short-notice TikTok-y type to promote some new bubblegum flavor. The company—I say company, but really they were 4 ‘bro’ dudes who winged it as they went—wanted an attractive girl to look “moody” and “unfulfilled” until she “bounces” into a cut where her outfit changes into sexy pink, it’s all colorful, she smiles then blows a bubble. Spielberg was busy so they called me. Man, I had a love/hate relationship with vape videos for various… guessable reasons.

Anyway, I tried getting my gf, Kristy, to stand in, but she wasn’t feeling confident about it. And that’s ridiculous because she’s beautiful and fit as shit. Her hot red hair curtained at her shoulders, she flips my switch with her dancer legs alone just by walking around the house in her shorts. I mean, basically all my stories here are about her for a reason. She bashfully deflected by ultimately saying something like, “please, you think you could video tape me in a skimpy outfit and we won’t get distracted?” Fair point even though it was a hit to my professionalism.