The Bosses Wife: Part Five [MF] [Interracial] [Straight Sex] [Busty]

“Morning,” I said politely as Jack entered the elevator.

“Morning,” he replied.

We stood in silence as we waited for the elevator door to open. Outside it looked like I was annoyed and even a tad angry, but on the inside, I was jumping up and down for joy. The idiot beside me didn’t know that I was the only reason he had got the partner position, neither did he know that his wife had sucked my dick while he was in my office and just last night had let me throat fuck her until I came down her throat not once but twice.

I thought about last night watching his wife’s throat swell as I pushed my dick down it. I coughed to hide my smile.

“You better not be coming down with something,” Jack turned to look at me.

“No,” I smiled. “Just had something in my throat.”

“Good,” Jack said, straightening himself up.

“I heard your promotion party went well,” I said as the elevator stopped.

“You did, it seems that everyone knows more about my personal life than I would like,” Jack said, storming out of the elevator.

My Ex’s Notebook [MF], [BBW], [Milf]

Preface from the author: Its been a while since Ive written any smut here and I want to get back into it. This is part one of probably a 2 part story the first part is relatively tame. The second part… will not be. I welcome literally ANY feedback/comments.

It had been 3 months since my wife left me. Ours was a typical college affair. She was a free spirit and I was the rock she clung to. Sadly it was her free spirit that caused our downfall. With one year into marriage and settling into a new home with the prospect of kids on the horizon it was too much for her. She sat me down and calmly and cooly explained that it wasn’t going to work. I barely was able to get a word in edgewise before she showed me that she had packed her bags into her little car. She told me it wasn’t my fault, she told me it was her… not me. She drove out of my life and didn’t look back.

My big brother – Part 10 (Incest)

He came back home with a package in a brown paper bag. He opened it to show me a butt plug and dildo. I stared at him in horror. He shut the front door and grabbed me by the hair and took me to the kitchen. He roughly choked me and asked me why I didn’t strip my clothes and wait for him naked the second he left with Jack.. I said I forgot.. he slapped me roughly pulled down my shorts and removed all my other clothes and threw them in a pile. He grabbed my right leg and lifted it to put it on the kitchen counter. With me standing on one leg, he bent down, removed the butt plug and dildo from the paper bag, spat on it and shoved them into their respective holes in my body. I could barely contain my yelp as he pushed it inside me. He then grabbed me and asked me to sit down on the chair with both the butt plug and dildo inside me. I could barely sit still and kept squirming on the chair. He said since I liked being a whore so much, maybe I’d learn to enjoy sitting with all my holes occupied. I apologized multiple times, but he didn’t seem to care. He made me a sandwich and watched me eat it. He then made me watch him eat his dinner, all the while squirming on my seat as the giant dildo and butt plug spread me open and made me loose. Once he calmly finished eating his dinner, he grabbed my arm and marched me to his room. He announced that I wasn’t going to be allowed to drink his cum that night, as a punishment for being unfaithful to him. I begged and pleaded, but he didn’t budge. Remember the new handcuff I mentioned? Yeah, that was gonna be invented that night. He pushed me on his bed and climbed on top of me. He said that until the day he was convinced that I wouldn’t be disloyal to him, I was to sleep on his bed and be within watching distance of him at all times and he was gonna chain me to him at night. I didn’t really see any handcuffs or chains though… He bend down to slowly remove the dildo and butt plug and as he watched my gaping holes slowly shut, muttered that his slut was finally loose enough..he then started fingering me.. or so I thought and closed my eyes to start experiencing pleasure.. he scoffed at me and said he wasn’t trying to pleasure me.. he wasn’t fingering me.. he merely started putting his fingers inside of me… 1.. 2…3…4…5…… And he kept going.. my eyes widened in horror as I realized what was happening.. he kept pushing until I started yelping.. he slapped me and asked me to shut the fuck up and take my punishment like the slut that I am. He pushed and pushed and spat on his hand to lubricate it and pushed further until his entire fist was within me. I felt so full I felt like he was trying to choke me. I stared at him wide eyed while he pushed even further.. I begged him to please stop.. I couldn’t anymore.. he finally stopped pushing.. I could feel his fingers feel around my inside. I could see the curiosity in his face as he felt around my walls.. poking and prodding like he was trying to find my G-Spot. Once he felt around enough, he asked me to go to sleep. That was going to be my handcuff from that day forward.. he said he’d locked my pussy with his hand and thereby prevented me from slutting around with anybody else. I must admit, that was smart as fuck. We fell asleep with his hand inside me, spreading me wide open, getting me ready to give birth to our kids.. someday. Unconsciously I smiled at that thought, and drifted off into peaceful sleep.

My big brother – Part 9 (Incest)

Once we started recording our bodies, we figured we could do something more with it like upload it and make some money. We were apprehensive at first and decided to post our videos solely to a website dedicated to hosting verified incestual porn. We figured not many people that knew us would visit that site and even if they did, they would sure as fuck keep it to themselves so we didn’t have anything to worry about. We made quite a lot of money through that website and continue to do so even today.
We formed a routine.. Every morning I was to go into his room while he was still sleeping and “relieve” him of his morning wood while simultaneously getting my morning quota of creamy milk. I would set up the camera and remove his covers. He slept without clothes on so it was easy for me to access his cock. I started off by gently kissing his tip, and gradually getting more aggressive while I sucked on and kissed it. After 5 mins of kissing and sucking I would slowly go down on him. He would pretend to be asleep while wimpering and grabbing at his sheets. Within a few minutes of aggressive milking, he would shoot his wholesome milk straight into my mouth. I would then turn to the camera to show our viewers how much milk he was capable of producing and then close my eyes as I relished the taste and swallowed every drop of it. I would then proceed to lie down beside him, completely naked of course. Once it was time for us to wake up, Nicky would once again set up his camera and come to bed. He removed the covers off of me while I pretended to protest.. he slowly spread my legs and would take a good whiff of my pussy. Apparently even the smell turned him on, who was I to complain. My body belonged to him and he could sniff me, lick me or do whatever he so pleased. He then began by kissing me softly on my clitoris. He gradually got more and more aggressive and started sucking and rubbing my clit hard with his tongue while he finger fucked me into oblivion until I squirted all over his hand. He would then lick his hand and fingers clean and suck on my twitching pussy and clean me up. “No wastage”, he would say. It started off with one finger and he moved all the way to all 5 fingers. He said I was too tight and that was the only way I could loosen up enough to give birth to kids easily when the time came. He said one of these days he was going to be able to shove his entire hand in me and feel up my insides. I wasn’t sure of how he was going to achieve that.. my vagina wouldn’t get wide enough for his entire fist would it? Or so I thought.. little did I know that he was going to invent a new kind of handcuff for me pretty soon… In the afternoon/evening our routine involved him video taping my chest bounce as I used a jump rope, he then proceeded to measure my chest with a tape.. I still remember the way the cold tape felt against my nipples.. he would record the measurement and repeat the other exercises from day 1 of our journey, involving slapping my pussy and clit, heavy finger fucking, breast slapping, milking, sucking and lastly massaging with oil. After an hour of relaxing, we bathed together, had dinner and went to bed. This routine continued for a month. The next month, our aunt dropped off my young cousin at our place because she had just had her second child, and apparently my cousin Jack had started getting very difficult to look after because he missed all the attention he used to receive. Nicky and I played with him and I agreed to put him down for his afternoon nap. As I lay next to him, Jack took my by surprise and turned to face me and cuddled his face in between my chest. It was very cute and I enjoyed the intimacy. As I closed my eyes and held him, I noticed that he was doing more than pretending to sleep. He started sucking on my left nipple through my tank top! I was startled and pulled back to ask him what he was upto. He responded that he wanted milk. I told him I could bring him some from the kitchen, but he protested saying his baby brother was fed by my aunt “From here” he said and poked my chest. Apparently he wanted to be breast fed as well. I tried explaining to him that I didn’t have any milk in me and if he wanted some, he should ask his mum. He said he did and she yelled at him. I felt bad for the poor kid and told him he could pretend to suck on my chest as much as he wanted to, but wasn’t going to get any milk. I pulled my tank top down to give him access to my nipple. Jack sucked on it to his heart’s content and fell asleep. So did I. I felt a sudden tap on my shoulder which jolted me awake. It was Nicky. He gestured at my open chest and Jack’s lips loosely placed on my nipple. I could see the rage in his eyes. The second Jack woke up, Nicky dropped him back at my aunt’s house and stormed back into our house. He exclaimed that I was a whore and was going to teach me a lesson that night.

The night I never got. Cuz Covid killed [M]y [F]ling.

Late in 2018 my company hired a new sales rep, and it was instant fireworks. From the moment I met her on a conference call, to the first meeting I had with her, I was attracted to her like a moth to a flame. Lucky for me, she felt it too, and after a few months, we got a full year of at least monthly visits. Then Covid hit. The fact that we live in different states, ongoing travel bans, and social distancing, I had to quit seeing her cold turkey. We kept planning to get together, but as the craziness continued it became obvious that it was probably going to be until 2021 before we could travel. Without the ability to keep her under my spell, she let me know that she was ready to move on to something closer, and more realistic. I was totally bummed, but I get it. She has her life, I have mine, and it’s not really a lot of fun when you can’t hook up IRL. Sexting is great, but all that does is amp up the sex drive, with no real relief.

Sweet Wednesday, Invitations [T]

Sorry there’s been a gap between the stories! Had some crappy stuff happen in the past week but thinking back to a better time has helped me somewhat. Anyhow here’s the next installment of my experiences at Sweet Wednesday! Hope you enjoy

previous links:
The Introduction

Sweet Wednesday, an introduction from cdstoriesgonewild

The Preparation

Sweet Wednesday, the preparation from cdstoriesgonewild

Intoxication

Sweet Wednesday, intoxicating from cdstoriesgonewild

Invasion

Sweet Wednesday, Invasion from cdstoriesgonewild

“Hey sugar, told ya I knew every girl that cums here!” Bob smiled at me, and took me gently by the chin, pulling me in close for a kiss, his beard tickling my lips slightly. He pulls back, holds up his hand, and turns the condom over above my face, I open my mouth and let him slide it out over my lips and on my tongue, I swallow it and lick my lips clean, savouring the salty tang of his load, my mind going 1000mph as I think about what I’ve just done. I make my excuses and head towards the bathroom, needing to freshen up and reapply my makeup.

Erica, sister #2, part 1 [Str8][Mf](oral)

I tried to post this with a link to the first story, but it was removed. So if you want to read the first part, just check my profile, it’s easy to find.

This takes place at the beginning of my senior year in high school, about a year after I dated Connie. During that year, I had become a lot more experienced with girls and confident. I lost my virginity, but it’s not really worth a whole story, since it only lasted the typical 30 seconds. This story is worth sharing for several reasons.

I played soccer in high school, and while I was not good, it did come with some great perks, which is why I played all the way through my senior year. Due to the limited school funding, my school didn’t have enough room for the girls and guys to practice completely separately. The teams shared a field, and a lot of the time during conditioning, we ended up all running together. Since it was so hot outside, most of the time the guys went shirtless, and the girls usually only wore shorts and sports bras. At the beginning of senior year, all of the guy players were eagerly looking forward to see the group of younger girls moving up to varsity that would start practicing with us.

My Niece’s Challenge

My brother Brad, by every definition of the phrase, has ‘made it’. He’s built himself a small empire that rakes in a not so small fortune, and he’s married the hottest girl from school, Talia. He may have swooped in after she had a kid and got divorced, but when you see them together you can’t argue it’s fate.

Then there’s me, the ‘dark horse’.

I spent the years after graduation travelling, and then the years after that drinking. I work enough to get by and then some, but I’m kind of a freelance joiner: I do what I want, when I want. It’s obvious our parents aren’t exactly impressed by my lifestyle, but why would they when Brad swaggers in front of me with his halo shining like I’m some kind of shadow.

“You want a coffee?” Talia asks, snapping me back to reality. I nod and she turns to the kitchen, leaving me to dwell again.

It’s Friday night and we’ve just finished eating. We do this most weeks though I normally shoot off as soon as I’ve finished to join the guys at the pub. But this week Maddy, my niece, insisted we watch a movie. She’s grown up now but it doesn’t make it any easier to say no to her.

Hot Tub Fiasco Part 6 [Ending] [MF] [Friend’s Little Sister] [Age Gap]

Mallory and I stood in the living room and watched as Jenny opened the door. She opened it just so that it would be blocking Mallory and I from the view, only revealing the kitchen and Jenny herself.

“What’s going on here?” Matt’s voice bellowed.

Mallory and I froze in shock.

“What are you so angry about?” Jenny tried to tame him.

“Don’t fuck with me, you know exactly why I’m here,” Matt said, forcing a step inside. He looked in the kitchen, then to the living room, making eye contact with me.

“What the fuck are you doing here dude?” Matt asked me, charging toward my direction.

“Chill our man,” I yelled, raising my fist.

Before he clashed into me, Mallory stepped in front of me.

“Knock it out, you ass!”

Matt stopped dead in his tracks, now focusing his attention on Mallory.

“Me? I’m the one who needs to stop?” He yelled at her, stopping only because she was in the way.

I began to raise my voice at him, and he did the same to me. Mallory voiced herself as well, and in a matter of seconds none of us could hear each other.

Hot Tub Fiasco Part 6 [Ending] [MF] [Friend’s Little Sister] [Age Gap]

Mallory and I stood in the living room and watched as Jenny opened the door. She opened it just so that it would be blocking Mallory and I from the view, only revealing the kitchen and Jenny herself.

“What’s going on here?” Matt’s voice bellowed.

Mallory and I froze in shock.

“What are you so angry about?” Jenny tried to tame him.

“Don’t fuck with me, you know exactly why I’m here,” Matt said, forcing a step inside. He looked in the kitchen, then to the living room, making eye contact with me.

“What the fuck are you doing here dude?” Matt asked me, charging toward my direction.

“Chill our man,” I yelled, raising my fist.

Before he clashed into me, Mallory stepped in front of me.

“Knock it out, you ass!”

Matt stopped dead in his tracks, now focusing his attention on Mallory.

“Me? I’m the one who needs to stop?” He yelled at her, stopping only because she was in the way.

I began to raise my voice at him, and he did the same to me. Mallory voiced herself as well, and in a matter of seconds none of us could hear each other.