An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 22 [MF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 21 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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The sun shone sharp through the bare branches of the trees as Jarl stepped out of the Matrimancy building. He put his hand on the rough stones of the railing and took a deep breath.

“By the dead, I am tired.”

Sigrid grunted. Jarl looked sideways at his bodyguard. Then up at the glowing red sphere that encapsulated the College. It was brighter today than usual. He mostly forgot about it nowadays. He had asked Master Cerdic about once, but the old man had just stared at him, then given him the day off. He hadn’t asked since. But it was brighter today, wasn’t it?

“For one night I would just want to lay in Irese’s embrace once more. How long has it been since we’ve been to see her? A month? Two?”

Sigrid just shrugged. Jarl sighed. The woman seemed even more upset with him lately than usual. And she had not let him touch her a single time since that time with Mirja. By the seventh, that memory still made him hard.

Her Submission story (in progress), [bdsm][submission] [fictions]

Some notes: this is a fictional story I had began a number of years ago. Thought it was lost and recently discovered it. Possibly going to re-write, edit, transform but hoping some people enjoy / have feedback on its original form. Apologies for lack of edit / mistakes.
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She was home studying when he texted her with:

“Out doing a delivery near your place. You home alone?”

There’d been sparks immediately when they first met only a week before her wedding day. Not the same sparks she felt with her new husband, lustful sparks which were just enough to excite her and convince her to give him her phone number with the false premise of “being friends.”

“He’s at work. Just the house to myself while I finish off this essay” She replied. She remembered when they had caught up as “friends” after her shift at the pub one night. The inevitable happened. She ended up at his house after merely 3 wines on all fours while he slapped her ass, doggy styled her deep and called her a “little cheating slut” only a week after she returned from her Fijian honeymoon. He had a dominant personality and wasn’t afraid to treat her as though she was a groupie at a rock concert and that made her wetter than anyone before.

I (28F) gave a stranger (32M) a blowjob under his desk while he was on a work call [MF] [Oral]

Thank you Reddit for turning my fantasy into a reality! I have always loved the idea of giving a guy a blowjob while he is working. The thought of him having to maintain composure while I tease his cock. Him knowing that I will stop anytime he starts to react.

I was chatting with a guy from my city’s r4r and he had looked in my post history and saw the stories I had recently posted. We decided to chat on Snapchat and he sent a photo shirtless and hanging from a pullup bar with one hand. Damn he was fit. I sent my favorite “gone mild” level sexy selfie. A shot from above of me squirming in bed. My nipples clearly hard and visible through the thin fabric of my white spaghetti strap tank top. A hint of pink panties visible beneath the sheets. He told me he was hard and I asked for a pic, but he wouldn’t send one. He said he’d never sent a dick pic before. I was a little skeptical, but decided to keep chatting. He sent a fucking hot photo of him in his boxers sitting at his desk, exactly where I would blow him. I could tell he was pretty huge under the boxers, but boy was I in for a surprise later.

Should I, the nanny [F] [22] fuck my boss [M40s] after I tell him about his cheating wife?

I wrote this post on r/relationships and got a sarcastic message that I would be better writing here https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/gvjq48/wife_is_cheating_on_husband_fm_early_40s_do_i_the/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

So, here I am! The gist of the post is that I work and live with a family. The dad, Mark, is a wonderful person and there is something that I find incredibly sexy about him. He’s quietly spoken and intelligent. He’s tall with brown eyes and dark brown hair that curls adorably when he needs a haircut, happening a lot lately! He’s not some supermodel so it’s probably strange that I find him so hot, but I guess quarantine isn’t helping! His wife, Sally, is the complete opposite to him when it comes to personality. She’s a spoilt rich girl and the only people who piss me off more than her are her parents who seem to control everything. I overheard Sally fucking someone else on the weekend and I wasn’t surprised as she treats Mark pretty terribly. Sally has decided that her, myself and their youngest kid are going to her parents for a few weeks across the border. I’m not keen to go as it’s technically shut and also, I just heard her cheating on her lovely husband.

I own a “time share” in a gorgeous prostitute who’s been sexting us throughout quarantine. [Group] [MMMMMF]

So back in late 2018, my buddy Harry hit it off with this beautiful half-Asian, half-Latina stripper at a club named “Houston.” (Stage name, obviously.) She went home with him, they did their thing and he paid her well. They stayed in touch and saw each other once or twice after that before he mentioned her to Mike, another friend of ours. Mike asked if he could have her number – a referral. Harry was happy to oblige, Mike called her up, and they got together too. She blew his mind too – he described, in detail, how she’d scooped up his cum on her flat stomach with her fingers and slowly sucked it off for him. It got him so hard again that they went for a second round and he came inside her ass.

There’s this group of five of us – those two, me, plus Jamil and Logan (all changed, obviously) – who’ve been close buddies since middle school. We’re all in our early 30s now and live in the same area. We hang out a lot, have a fantasy football league, that stuff. Soon, we had all heard about “Houston.” And we all sorta wanted to meet her. And fuck her. After a few weeks, we all had, and we were all really impressed. Some of the best skills any of us had seen. She wasn’t always available, though. She was seeing other clients while in part-time school, so scheduling was an issue.

Update 2 – Does she want me or is it all my imagination M19 F32

Update 2 – Does she want me or is it all my imagination M19 F32 (No, I did not have sex with her)

So, if anyone’s still interested in giving some opinions… Please do

So last Sunday, my mom had left the house around 6 am … And it was only the two of us in the house for an entire day.
I had been awake since 2 am because of all the excitement thinking that this might be the day I FINALLY GET TO LIVE MY BIGGEST FANTASY OF MY LIFE.
In the past couple of days I had been very bold with her. I would touch her, or hold her any time I wanted. I would play with her, flirt with her, compare her with my GF and tell her how much better looking she was.

Fun on a Cruise Ship Pt. 2

It had been two days since our adventure on the deck with the random man, but neither my husband or I have stopped thinking about it. I think both Dave and I were looking around to try and spot him quite a bit yesterday, but today we decided to go lay at the pool and enjoy the beautiful weather. We find two chairs off to the side and perfect sunlight and I pull off my sundress to lay down to get comfortable. Dave tells me that he is going to go up to the bar and will be right back with drinks for us. I smile and pull out my tanning oil and start getting ready to relax and work on my tan. I close my eyes and lay back, but before long I hear Dave’s voice “Hey, Kim! Look who I ran into at the bar!” I open my eyes and look up and see our mystery man from the other night standing over me smiling.

Carrying Their Baby [erotica] [mpreg]

**Carrying Their Baby**

*Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)*

*Commissioned by anonymous*

Jack and Sarah could have been said to be a normal couple, the sort of young couple in their mid-twenties that most would have aspired to be. They had the perfect life, the easy jobs, and, really, most about their life was nondescript. They took the holidays that everyone expected them to take (and even some of the more adventurous kind, backpacking through the jungle!) fit and with fair skin that tanned easily and made them softly recognisable even to those that may have only seen them at the usual family gatherings. With Jack’s dirty-blonde hair and her shining, blonde locks falling straight and true past her shoulders, they were the perfect pair and only growing closer to each other in marriage as their lives grew, intertwined as married life was apt to leave them.

And then everything changed.

Tit for Tat Part 3 of 3 FMF

(comments always welcomed)

**Three**

Several weeks had passed since Sheri’s encounter, and our lives had settled back into our normal routine. Sheri never said anything about that night and each time I asked Kathie, she only smiled.

Our wedding anniversary was coming up and one day Sheri called me at work.

“Don’t make any plans for our anniversary”, she said. “I’m planning a surprise”.

“Oh really?”, I said. “What would that be?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see.”

I didn’t really think any more about it. Traditionally on our anniversary, we would get a hotel room, dress up and have a nice dinner, then return for some uninhibited sex.

The day of our anniversary while we were dressing for dinner, Sheri slid a plastic card key to the hotel she had reserved into my jacket pocket.

“This is for later”, she said. “Let’s go eat!”

Dinner passed quietly, filled with good food, fine wine and pleasant conversation.

Over dessert, I felt her stocking clad foot slide up my leg, under my trousers, softly caressing my calf. I looked at Sheri and I saw a mixture of wine and lust in her eyes.

[MF] My third experience with my flatmate’s gorgeous crush.

Read my previous posts for the context.

[MF] Fucking my flatmate’s super hot crush on our home from gonewildstories

Nothing happened between Lisa and I for a few weeks. We had seen each other a few times here and there but she seemed to act like nothing had ever happened. I even tried flirting with her but she completely blanked me. I wanted to fuck her again so bad but I was starting to lose hope. Maybe this was all part her of her plan. She got me obsessed with her just like every other guy. Hell, I was regularly jerking off to my memories of those times with her.

I next saw Lisa at a large college house party. I knew she was going to be there and was praying that I’d get just one more taste of her. I knew that if I wanted this to happen I had to play it cool and not come on to her.