(Part 2) My husband shares me with his boss/friend [FMM]

[Part 1]([https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hipwwu/my_husband_shares_me_with_his_bossfriend_fmm/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hipwwu/my_husband_shares_me_with_his_bossfriend_fmm/))

Hubby gets out of the hot tub and makes his way into the house, I follow suit grabbing my bra and underwear on the way and a wrapping myself in a towel. T stays in the hot tub and once I get inside with hubby I realized I left my pants and shirt outside so I quickly run back out to grab them. T is just sitting in the hot tub staring at me and I’m staring back it’s obvious we mutually agree we weren’t ready for things to end yet. I blurted out something to him, not even sure what exactly I said but something along the lines of my husband being the one to initiate so I don’t know why he stopped then I ran back into the house and we got in the car and left.

Sniffing [M]y [F]riend’s panties led to the dirtiest sex of my life Part 1

Long backstory, skip to ***** for the sex. There will likely be 3 parts to this.

In my opinion, there are two kinds of cheating. The more “understandable” kind is when there’s a dead bedroom, dead relationship, abuse or neglect, etc. Then there’s just people who for whatever reason can’t keep it in their pants. This is sadly the latter in my case, and I make no claims that what I did was right. As such, please leave any moral judgements to yourself.

Description of the players. Me: married with 5 kids. 5’10, average build, shaved head with a closely trimmed beard, average dick. I try to work out, but 5 kids makes that pretty difficult, so rocking a moderate dad bod. Jackie: married mother of 3, hostess for the event. 5’4, petite build and straight brown hair that reaches to just below her shoulders. Small a-cups, but a FANTASTIC ass I often fantasized about.

Summer Interns In Heat [MFF] [BDSM] [Ddlg/Roleplay]

While balls deep, in her shouldn’t be so tight MILF pussy, I thought I felt a fly land on my leg. I tried to focus, but it was too late. Mel, my cube neighbor and former D1 athlete, hit me square in the face with a balled-up piece of paper. The daydream was over. She looked down, as if she knew I was almost fully erect, underneath my desk.

“Now what were you dreaming about, Drew?” She knew full well that it was about her, and her still perfectly toned 45-year-old ass. I’d never been so attracted to someone more than older than me before. I usually prefer women of the younger persuasion, my ex wife was a decade younger. I mean, I’m 40, so i guess things are finally changing. It also didn’t hurt that our personalities meshed so well.

“Dammit Mel, I was almost most there. And whaddya mean, didn’t you see Katie and Rachel setting up that massive new whiteboard earlier?!”

Cracking open a cold one with the boys [MM] [FMMMM] [T] [group sex] [oral] [anal] [voy]

“The boys,” Raquel called them affectionately. “I’m off to see the boys,” she’d tell her roommate, or “The boys and I are going to smoke a bowl and watch TV.” When she talked about them to others they were never Mike, Andre, Kevin, or Tim, for although Tim had been her friend first, now she rarely spent time with them individually; instead they were a sort of collective entity of weed and good-natured dumbassery. Mike was a bigger guy, with a short, scruffy beard and a generous belly, who had strong feelings about sports. Andre, whose thin locs were generally held back with a bandana, was deeply sardonic, but he was always thinking of others and making sure there were adequate snacks. Kevin, a slim, nerdy sort with thick-rimmed black glasses and black hair which he usually kept buzzed, was the main provisioner of weed, which he bought at a discounted rate from his ex-boyfriend. Tim, her longtime friend, was hot-tempered and the most likely to pick a fight with the others, but on his best nights he’d bring out his guitar and play whatever songs people wanted to hear.

Just the Tip

I always knew he wanted to be the first guy in my ass. He never pressured, but he certainly made no secret of his lustful desires. I must admit, I got turned on at the thought of having him in my ass. I just didn’t think my virgin ass could handle his cock.

But I decided to give it a try.

A faint creak escaped as James clambered on the bed. I felt a slight dip in the mattress as he shifted into position behind me. I trembled in anticipation as I heard the pop of the lid. After a few seconds, it shut close with a click.

“Oh!” I startled as he spread the surprisingly cold lube in and around my asshole with his thumb. His other hand was used to lather his cock in preparation.

“Go very, very slow,” I warned him.

“I will,” he replied, as his right hand embraced the curve of my waist. “You look so fucking hot right now!”

Tenderly, he pulled my body slightly closer to him. He stopped just as the head of his cock started to press against my ass cheeks.

Across the Courtyard – Part 2 (FM)

[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hs04nw/across_the_courtyard_part_1_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

Let me know if you have any feedback. Hoping to get Part 3 out sometime next week. Enjoy!

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Her brown eyes were penetrating, framed by her curly hair, she didn’t take her gaze off of me and neither could I mine off hers. My hands rubbed along her bare thighs, wanting to take in as much of her as I could, moving them back to her ass. Squeezing I could feel how firm her ass was, I could feel her muscles flexing through my hands and began moving on to position my hands on Chelsea’s hips. I could feel her energy pulsing through her as she lifted up and then came crashing down onto me. I couldn’t help but admire her bare beautiful body as she rocked back and forth against me, my cock deep inside of her. I reached my head up to suck on her nipples but was pushed back down by her as she took control of me. I could feel the heat from her body, hitting my chest and warming every part of me. Never losing focus of her I could see her as she stared into me with an animalistic desire. Her hair was bouncing around her, she began to bite her lip as she rolled back, allowing me to see all the way from her pelvis, up her toned and flat stomach, up to her breasts, shaking with each thrust down. Perfectly shaped and hungry for attention. I could see beads of sweat coming from her neckline. I could feel her taking every part of me into her. I wanted to flip her around and have my way with her but I was not in control. She pulled herself back in tight against me, looking at me with those beautiful brown eyes and demanded of me, “Cum inside of me!”

Earthly Delights [Mf] [fantasy] [angel/demon] [non-con] [impreg]

I tried to flee, at first.

The demon’s clawed hand closed around my ankle as my wings furiously beat the air. I cried out, straining for the sky, but he yanked me downwards. I could feel the heat of his touch against my calf, then thigh, then waist, until he held me to his bare lap. I squirmed with all my strength, but his arms held me fast.

He murmured such forbidden words into my ear, naming desires that I had never known existed. His fingers brushed over the joints of my gossamer wings, and I shuddered at the delicate touch.

“Little seraph.” He said, voice like the rumble of a boulder down a mountain. “You strayed too far from the clouds.”

“*Please*, let me go,” I whimpered, and his answer was lips tracing the shape of my jaw, the hollow of my throat.

As I squirmed, my stomach brushed against something warm, hot with blood. I glanced downward and gasped – the purple-tinged head of his cock glimmered in the faint light, it’s length and girth as considerable as the rest of the demon’s frame. It bulged slightly in the middle as it stiffened to it’s true size.

Forced to Match the Movements [FFM, predicament, machine]

Esma was always insatiable after a big night out. As the yellow of the sun began to pierce through the gaps in the curtains, both girls came-to gently. Fuzzy memories of the night before danced around their blurry minds, the taste of tequila still dark on their tongues. It wasn’t long before Ashley spotted the wicked look in Esma’s eye.

Last night they crashed as soon as they got home, they never really had drunk sex – despite how horny Ashley would get when buzzed – because Esma was always too sleepy. On the other hand, Esma loved hungover morning sex and was already letting her hands roam Ashley’s incredible figure through the thin silky pajamas. She ran her dainty fingers up Ashley’s taut stomach up to the swelling orbs of her chest, gently tracing her fingers over the hardening nipples. Another hand groped Ashley’s ripe little ass, trailing down the spongy soft skin of her slender legs.

Ashley’s skin was pale and creamy, lightly dusted with tiny freckles. The most concentrated freckles were across her nose, trailing to those irresistible pillowy cheeks. She was adorable. How could someone be so cute in their mid-twenties? Esma was always struck but how beautiful her partner was. Those shimmering blue eyes, and her dirty blonde hair, combined with her sizable tits and sensational figure – it was a dangerous combination.

[MF] How My Childhood Fantasy Came True This Summer

I’ve never been the type to overly express my feelings.

I always thought it was cringe-worthy, unless I was expressing anger.

It took me 18 years to stop lying to myself, believing the world was wrong

and unfair, and to finally realize it was me who wasn’t prepared to deal with

life in my childhood and teenage years – which was, I believe, partly caused by

my parents who themselves gave up on educating me about life early on.

Hell, they really did not invest time in me now when I roll back a few decades ago.

In fact, no one special really ever did, except two people – my grandmother, and Sonya.

I remember Sonya as far as when I was around five years old. At that time, which was around 2000,

she got married with Michael who lived in his parents’ house two houses away from mine,

and his parents, now deceased, were a filthy rich, elderly couple – a very sophisticated family indeed.

(Fantasy) I want to get trapped and played with by a sexy woman

It would be so fun to be sprawled out on a bed face up, completely naked, restrained by straps on all corners of the bed so I can’t move. Trapped with a beautiful, voluptuous woman who’s older than me, around mid-late 30s (I’m in my early 20s)

It starts out with her walking in the room and standing at the bedside. She starts touching my arms, chests, and abs, complimenting my physique. Then stroking my face telling me how happy she is to have me all to herself. She then sits on my midsection, towering over me as she applies some lipstick. She them starts lightly tickling me while making kissy lips at me as I squirm helplessly, teasing me saying that she’s going to kiss me all over.

After some time she acknowledges my obvious erection and decides to have a little fun with it. She flips around and lays on top of me, her legs or belly covering my face as she begins to tickle my pickle. Occasionally she’ll grip it and stroke it, but it’s mostly just tickling/teasing. Purposefully prolonging the pleasure. This goes on for a long time as I’m tickled and tampered with by this woman, completely at her mercy. The whole time she’s having a blast, continuing to flirt with me and smack her lips saying that she still can’t wait to cover me with kisses. She even admits that’s she’s tempted to just “keep” me so she can play with me whenever she pleases.