Winning loto leads to wife and I using hall pass [m33/f33] [first threesome] part 1a

Back ground:

A few years ago my wife and I won a small lottery of about two million dollars. We decided to not change our life style in any way. It wasn’t enough to retire us early so we both kept working. We invested the money wisely and spent very little of it. We put new floors in the house and remodeled the kitchen but that was really the extent of our spending. Our investments performed well and we were sitting on a sizable sum.

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Sally got home from work and had take out with her. She walked over to me in the kitchen and dropped the food on the counter and kissed me and said, “My shows new season came out, and I am so ready to binge!”

I smacked her butt and responded, “I could get behind that.” I gave her a wink and she said, “I bet”

Recovered memories [st8, M50’s/F19]

I’ll admit, I can’t remember if I fucked my professor or not.

Now, this all happened a really long time ago when I was in Uni.

But lately I’ve been having the strangest dreams about that time… They’re always the most intense after days I do yoga. They’ve been going on for awhile now and I wake up not sure if I’m remembering a dream or the dream of a dream.

I was nineteen. I don’t remember how old he was for sure, but I know he had kids a bit older than me.

I’m sorry, the details are kind of fuzzy! I’m just.. I wanted to get this off my chest, you know?

How do you even forget who you slept with? Did I block it out? I think back to those university days, and they’re fuzzy and incomplete. I alway chalked it up to my poor memory (… and the drinking. WOW did we drink a lot!)

Last night I [F26] had a semi-anonymous foursome, and today I moved to a different city [group]

I still need a bit of time to process what happened last night. It was super hot and slutty and the right amount of bizarre.

Let me set the background. Up until yesterday, I was living and working as a doctor in a village somewhere in Greece. Naturally, the village has a predominantly older population. However, one of the people my age was the owner and bartender of the only bar there, which I frequented sometimes on nights that I wasn’t on call.

After about 5-6 months, one Friday night when the bar had just a couple customers, we got to talking and drinking and flirting, and when by 4 am we were alone, we agreed to close down the place and go to his house. We had quite a bit of fun that night. I don’t remember that much of it, since copious amounts of alcohol had been had, but he was calm and rough and confident and it felt very, very good, especially after a long dry spell.

Chapter 2: Sword Practice [18 F/F/F] [Lesbian] [Fantasy]

It had been a week since Initiation, yet the only thing I could see whenever I closed my eyes was that night. Anytime I thought about it I’d feel myself start to get wet; while training, while reading. It kept me up each night and no matter how much I touched myself I just couldn’t be rid of this burning need for more. It didn’t help that Lily and I had been eye fucking each other ever since. As fully fledged members of the Holy Sisterhood we now were far more free compared to before, but we still slept in small cohorts with no chance for more nights of empty beds. Every other time it seemed we’d either have too little time together or we’d be too likely to get caught. Eventually it just boiled over, I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted to feel her against me again. I’d awoken something in me that night and it felt wrong to just ignore it while it tore me up inside. Thinking it through I spotted an opening. After sword training since we were recently initiated we were given an hour in the baths to clean ourselves up before moving on elsewhere. The training groups were often small, so as long as we were careful we’d be fine. Next morning at breakfast after prayers I was able to grab a spot next to Lily, and brushing up against her I whispered

[MF] and potential [MFM]. I [M24] am in a relationship with my old roommates ex-girlfriend [F19]. It’s messed up, but I have no regrets. In fact, it is really fucking hot… here’s why.

Before I begin, I think it’s a good idea to describe my girlfriend. She’s pale and fit Russian girl with cute rosy cheeks, knees and elbows. She’s got beautiful blue eyes, a mischievous but gorgeous smile and light brown hair. Her breasts are almost C-cups and incredible perky. Beautiful nipples. And her ass. Fuck. I’ve lost count of the number of guys I have caught checking out her ass when she wears leggings. I think part of the reason her ass is so enticing is her tiny waist. Anyway…

[MF] I finally was able to play out my submissive side with an old university girl friend of mine!

This happened recently so I’m able to recall what happened in great detail, hence why this post is SUPER long. But I hope it’s worth the read!

So a couple of weeks ago, I went back to my home city to visit some mates. Now, I’m originally from there but I had recently moved elsewhere and hadn’t been back in a long while. My friend who I was staying with had recently found an apartment with her boyfriend, and they allowed me to stay for a couple of nights.

The boyfriend (let’s call him Dan) had work during the day, and so did my friend (let’s call her Ria), but she mainly worked from home. This was fine with me as I would normally wander around the city and reminisce during the day or meet with other mates, and then go out for dinner or watch a movie during the night with Ria and Dan. This particular day however, I decided to just stay at the apartment and chill with Ria while she was working. We both sat on the sofa with the TV in front of us. Ria had a coffe table in front of her with her laptop, and she was laying sideways on the sofa, facing away from me.

The Free-Use Bible: Book of Genesis 1/2 [M27/F25][Mdom][rape][NC][humil][sadism][menstruation][blood][violence][piss][smell][MC][slave] READ DISCLAIMERS

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.**

*Demonic spellbook / ero-book lets me play God, rewriting social norms, hypnotizing all women in my life into dehumanized Slaves. And later, Human Urinals, Stuck-In-Walls. Loosely inspired by the animes Deathnote and Dropout among other things. READ DISCLAIMERS!*

*In this one, we first flash forward to get a glimpse of things to come. Then flash back to how it started, how I cautiously try the strange Book on my wife, making her do things she would never do. Part 2 gets DISGUSTING!*

**READ THESE DISCLAIMERS!**

This series is SUPPOSED to be DISGUSTING, which is what makes it so thrilling to write! You SHOULD get bad feelings reading it, which is why I consider it HORROR! I try to gross myself out as I write, getting into the mindset of a perverted VILLAIN. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! I’m assuming we’re all mature adults that can separate fantasy from reality. 

This is more PORN than PLOT.

Give and Take: part 2 (consensual non consent) (d/s) (M44/F28) (shibari) (rough body play) (struggle)

This is a continuation of a fantasy I have been writing about my Dom and I. This still isn’t complete but I thought I would share the next segment! Look at my other posts for the lovely slow build up of part 1. Thanks for reading <3 please comment if you have anything nice to say or advice! This is my first erotica that I’m sharing…..

*names changed*

Sub: cis female 28 years old, sub/masochist

Dom: cis male 44 years old, dom/disciplinarian/saddist

“Now turn around and kiss me.”

I turn around to kiss you but you forcefully push me up against the wall, gripping my shoulders, fingers digging roughly into my skin pinning my hands down by my sides.

“Actually I’ve changed my mind, You don’t get a kiss.”

I see the challenge in your eyes. I try to pull my arms free and twist my body out from your grip. A slight smile twitches across your face,

“You’re going to have to try harder than that Claire.”

Friday at the Adult Store [F20/M40][FMMMM][CNC, gangbang, painal, humiliation, nymphomania]

*Most of my stories get straight to, well, action, but this one doesn’t. The build up is long. Some themes that deserve a content warning: CNC, painal, humiliation, depictions of sexual obsession/nymphomania, exploitation.*

It might seem her story started when she stepped through the doors of the run-down sex shop. The beginning of a plot of weekend debauchery of a woman too precious, of a night of fortune for the perverts who simply were at the right place at the right time. And she was horny, yes. It is true she was driven to the shop by the sensations burning up her insides, making her crave the warmth of sperm covering her cervix.

What she was not: lost. Stunts like this can seldom be pulled last minute just because you wanna fuck. They aren’t a blip caused by kink brain. Her consolidation into a slut that offered herself up to glory hole strangers happened over time, only when she exhausted all the other possible avenues to satisfy her hunger.

Chapter 1: Initiation Night [18F/F] [Fantasy] [Lesbian] [Oral]

The tiled floor was cool under Cassia’s bare feet as she carefully made her way down the dark hallways of the monastery. The stone halls were lit only by the subtle light of the moon and the occasional lamp carried by the vigilant Nightsisters who guarded the halls at night. Cassia did her best to avoid them as she made her way towards the southern dormitory. It was quieter now than it had been as it was near the end of the initiation week, with Cassia being one of only a handful of initiates left. While she had made plenty of friends during her training, one in particular had been especially friendly. Lilianna, a quite tall and lean girl, had first caught her eye a week ago when they were both changing after sword practice. Cassia had found herself drawn to staring at Lilianna’s glistening body as they cleaned themselves up, but she had the distinct impression that Lilianna had been doing the same to her. Playfully she’d joked about them being more physical with each other to test the waters, but what had started as gentle probing quickly became flirting whenever the two were alone together or among trusted friends. Whilst the Holy Sisterhood frowned on any kind of physical relationship of any kind a union between two members was particularly taboo. They barely tolerated members taking care of themselves in that regard.