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M4FF Try on Haul Lingerie Store

38 M4F

Simple mid life fantasy stuff really, the wife wants lingerie for her 40th birthday. (She had new tits last year), She is way out of my league btw and I wonder sometimes why after 10 years of marriage, she’s still with me.

I’m going shopping to the mall to find her some killer underwear and maybe something from the hitachi stand in the adult toys section of the store.

Soon as I’m in the store I realise I’m out of my depth, real rabbit in the headlights moment, heart pounding, dry mouth and eyes like saucers. Should I run for the door, shit, too late, I been spotted.

Your character
Accessories assistant, you choose your age, hair color, height etc but big firm round natural tits are a must! Plenty of cleavage that you know everyone stares at and you love it. You can embellish on niggle size, piercings, tats whatever

Peripheral Character
All teeth and tits 23 year old on the adult toys stand within the lingerie store. May get on to her later.

You come over to ask if I need any help with the bras and panty sets I am currently standing by and glancing nervously at. Read more »

Haven’t had sex all year so my chad friend gifted me a night with two of his fuck buddies for my birthday [MFF]

I’ve read and wanked to many stories posted here, so with no one else to actually share this event with, why not tell you all about the best night of my life.

So I’m just an average looking dude with an average dick but I’ve been close friends with this gigachad since high school, and anytime over the course of our friendship (almost ten years now) when I’ve been in a dry streak with girls he’d occasionally go out with me to get me laid. But he’d never actually set me up with any of his regular “cum dumps” (as he calls them), except the one time with a girl we went to school together.

Now six months ago I broke up with my over a year-long ex and I haven’t had any sort of intimacy since then. So obviously I told him and just thought that maybe we’d hit the city for my 25th birthday, but said he had a better idea. Read more »

You finished inside your wife, but she wasn’t finished [Str8] [FM] [cheating]

This is a fantasy my wife and I have talked about and role-played. Whenever we have sex in the morning an I go to work, she teases me about how horny she is the rest of the day. In this fantasy, she finds a way to satisfy those needs. (I am not a cuckold and don’t enjoy humiliation. This is a very specific fantasy that would never happen, but excites both of us when we role play).

My wife woke me up with her hand stroking my morning erection through my underwear. I was surprised and excited. She slipped off my boxers and said, “Mmmmmm,” her hand gripping my shaft and pulling down. She stroked for a few seconds, then teased the tip with her fingertips playing with the drop of precum that appeared. She moved her head down and licked it off, sending shivers down my spine.

She sucked on the tip for a bit, still holding the shaft tightly. I moved my hips up slightly, silently encouraging her to stroke harder and take more into her mouth. But she loosened her hand and just stroked gently, while licking and suckling the sensitive head. Read more »

Sucked by the Succubus [MF] [Fantasy] [Demon] [Oral] [Gentle Femdom] [Long]

‘What, human?’ The succubus floated impatiently in the air, flames skittering and dancing over her dark-grey body. An angry orange glow pulsed beneath her skin, never a good sign. She had a relaxed posture, leaning slightly to one side as if reclining in the empty air, although one taloned foot tapped with irritation. A human gesture, picked up on one of her visits.

Chris did his best to keep his voice steady and level. ‘I have summoned you, Razael, to…’

‘To what?’ She snapped, cutting him off. Her eyes were fixed above his chamber door, refusing to look at him.

‘I wanted to talk, to see you.’

The summoning circle beneath the succubus pulsed a dark purple. ‘Simply talking is against the rules, mortal.’ The last word was spat. Razael looked at him now, and Chris forced himself to meet her burning gaze. ‘A deal must be struck, value must be exchanged. These are the rules, you know this.’

‘You never had a problem breaking the rules before…’ The words were barely out of his mouth before she flew at him, causing him to take some scrabbling steps backwards. Razael stopped and hovered half a foot from his face, jabbing a clawed finger into his chest, long hair whipping in a mane behind her. Read more »

Wife Swapping During Pregnancy [MFMF][Swinging][Pregnant Sex] [Cuckold][Premature Ejaculation]

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“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.” Read more »

Taking Detours: How I [F] [45] did a character study of a man by fucking him in his car. [MF]

The title serves less as a title and more as a summary. I know. The title sucks balls. Just like me. But this is not about one of those rants about my degree of slutiness, nope. This is about an incident that took place a few years ago, which cemented in my head about how far I had gone in my tryst with success.

I’m a wife, a mother and a whore. These are the three phases of my life. A loving wife who can do no wrong, a sweet mother who will do everything right, and a dirty whore who can be as shameless as the harlot under the bridge. And when all of these merge, that is where you either lose your sanity or you revel in your insanity. Read more »

Office Slut Fantasy [F] 23

I’m horny 24/7, no matter what mood I’m in, underlying all of it is the need to fuck. I think about it with everyone I see. Even those less attractive I imagine them getting the luck to fuck me and how degrading it would be for me but how they get to say they had me to everyone. I want to be casually fucked as I go about my life. I know this is a risky lifestyle to want, what with all the criminal activities that went down for sex in the work place. But it’s what I want.

Recently I’ve wanted this more than I can handle and I have to have it in my life. I have to be a slut. Over the year I got hot, worked on my body giving me back my hour glass figure. I went shopping got a bunch of tight clothes. I basically look better than ever at 23. My red hair is getting lighter in the summer and my tits always are popping out. If I lean over people from work can get the whole show and I make sure they see it all the time. I love making eye contact when I dip over, the male coworkers always look. Always. Female coworkers always try respect first but even they can’t ignore the overtly sexual energy I’m giving out. Read more »

I Still Need It [FM] [Vibrator] [Single mum]

Standing in the rain Janet watches as James waves back at her, his little face shining in the gloom. Dropping her hand back to her side she breathes out a held breath as her baby boy steps into school. The rain taps on her brolly and wind tugs at it as she stands alone, missing him already.

The chatty crowd of parents began to disperse and she puts her hand in her jacket pocket and turns to away to walk down the street, back home. The is a small gaggle of chatting mothers that she squeezes past taking care not to bump into stray pushchairs or toddlers.

It is only a short walk home but her hand feels cold without him holding tight. Janet passes the shops not looking into the windows that announce big sales. Creeping along the dying high-street she turns away from a packed café the sent of fat heavy in the air. Holding her breath she hurries on past and braces herself for the uphill struggle. Read more »