The only time I ever cheated [MF] [Long]

About me: 35, married guy. My wife was my first, and we waited until we were married. We’ve been married for 13 years and are very happy together. She doesn’t know abut this event.

About six or seven years ago (I don’t remember exactly) I was looking for a new social media app so I could advertise a business I was starting at the time. I found this app called Kik (we all know it now) and downloaded it not knowing it was a messenger app. After doing some searching I managed to connect with a girl who was 19 at the time and we started chatting. It was all innocent at first, I am happily married after all, but one night we were chatting and she was drunk. The conversation turned sexual.

I had never been pursued before, and actually had to woo my wife pretty hard, so it really turned me on. But I told her I was married and I didn’t want her to get the wrong impression. She told me that she preferred married men and sent me a picture of her…ample bosom…

Unknown Society [Chapter Three] [Rape Fantasy Content] [M/F] [Slavery]

Thanks for your patience, folks. Here are the links for previous chapters:

(1) https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/7wai45/unknown_society_chapter_one_rape_fantasy/

(2) https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/7xd252/unknown_society_chapter_two_rape_fantasy/

**Early Morning**

Days have passed since I was captured. Master keeps me on the dog bed in the living room when I’m not pleasing him, cooking, or cleaning. He fucks me if I bend over, if I take too long performing a duty, or if he just feels like. I am no longer a person. I’m holes… and I’d be lying if I said I hated all of it.

If I’m a good girl and don’t talk back, I get a blanket for sleeping and more than just his semen to drink. If I ask the wrong question or misbehave, Master makes me pay for it. He continues to threaten to ruin my asshole, but he hasn’t yet… I’m thankful for that. I don’t think I can handle more pain.

When he sent me to bed last night he warned that we have an exciting day today. I wonder what he meant…

**Later Morning**

The Visit [mf][oral][hairpulling][doggystyle][rough]

Hey everyone! I hadn’t planned on posting another story so soon but I woke up this morning very….excited…so here you go! PM’s always welcome. If you have requests or ideas, throw them my way!
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It had been a few years since you’d seen me last. I had gained a bit of weight but you assured me, over and over, that it didn’t change anything. You still wanted me. So when you came into town and asked me to meet you at the bar in your hotel I spent two hours agonizing over what I should wear. Finally I decided on my favorite little black dress and a black and white shrug, my favorite pink and black lace panties and black lace bralette underneath. After checking and re-checking my makeup in the visor mirror of my car I got out and walked into the hotel, hoping my confident strut would hide how anxious I was really feeling. I smoothed down the hem of my dress nervously as my eyes scanned the bar for your familiar face. I finally find you sitting at a table in the corner, facing away from me. For a brief moment I consider texting you and making some excuse as to why I couldn’t make it out tonight, but before I could back out I forced myself to move towards you.

Ultimate Release [m26/f23] [married] [sensual] [dominant] [interracial]

Ultimate Release

I swing the door open into the house and slam it behind me. I throw off my sport coat and shoes where I sit down on the couch. The day had taken it’s beating on me. I had enough of that tiny office and toxicity of the workplace. I needed a break. I need a release.

Before I can do anything else, I hear the door open to the right of the living room. Out walks but an asian woman, maybe only 5 foot, barely 110 pounds dressed in only undergarments, her tattooed body almost pressing out of them, a straight slate for a stomach hiding under her tan bra, and soft, small breasts in a perfect, teardrop shape with a perfectly natural layer of fat behind them. Her matching tan panties only barely hiding the carnal properties she possesses with her labia lips pushing around the edge of them outlining their shape. I scan her perfect skin up and down and the ring on her left hand identifies what I own.

“Are you coming in, Percy?” She asks in her unique voice.

Mardis Gras [MF][Cheating][Adultery][Cuckolding][Cuck][Affair][Facial]

Eight. No, nine. Definitely nine. Maybe, more. I had lost count of my drinks about an hour ago. It was hard to keep track when random men hand you a beer and topless women flash and grope and distract you at every turn. Before I knew it, I was one of them. Nothing but a denim mini skirt and a collection of multi-colored beads covering me. I had lost my shoes some ways back but I didn’t even care. My brunette locks were tied up in a messy bun, strands falling down my glistening face. My make-up was smudged over my milky skin and I was screaming at the top of my lungs, the atmosphere taking over my body.

I saw her out of the corner of my eye at first. Blonde hair streaked with blue, bright eyes and petite body covered only by a loose dress hanging off her shoulders exposing one breast. So confident, she wasted no time. Within minutes of making eye contact with her she was on me. My head spun with a hundred thoughts. What would my husband think? Where were my travel companions Jeff and Maria? And who was this beautiful stranger with her tongue down my throat? The alcohol jumbled these thoughts until they were hidden away deep down where they couldn’t bother me. I tasted the stranger’s sweet cherry lips and her hands soon found their way up my skirt. I gasped as her fingers slid between my moist pussy lips, exploring every fold and crevice before slipping a finger deep into my tight hole.

Mardis Gras [F][STR][Cheating][Adultery][Cuckolding][Cuck][Affair][Facial]

Eight. No, nine. Definitely nine. Maybe, more. I had lost count of my drinks about an hour ago. It was hard to keep track when random men hand you a beer and topless women flash and grope and distract you at every turn. Before I knew it, I was one of them. Nothing but a denim mini skirt and a collection of multi-colored beads covering me. I had lost my shoes some ways back but I didn’t even care. My brunette locks were tied up in a messy bun, strands falling down my glistening face. My make-up was smudged over my milky skin and I was screaming at the top of my lungs, the atmosphere taking over my body.

I saw her out of the corner of my eye at first. Blonde hair streaked with blue, bright eyes and petite body covered only by a loose dress hanging off her shoulders exposing one breast. So confident, she wasted no time. Within minutes of making eye contact with her she was on me. My head spun with a hundred thoughts. What would my husband think? Where were my travel companions Jeff and Maria? And who was this beautiful stranger with her tongue down my throat? The alcohol jumbled these thoughts until they were hidden away deep down where they couldn’t bother me. I tasted the stranger’s sweet cherry lips and her hands soon found their way up my skirt. I gasped as her fingers slid between my moist pussy lips, exploring every fold and crevice before slipping a finger deep into my tight hole.

Captured [ff] [humiliation]

Hello, I’m Daxter Connors, author of super heroine erotica. This is an excerpt from my latest in the Ultra series, *Captured.* For more, please check out my blog — link in comments.

We find our heroine in a perilous situation, bound in tight shibari bondage, having been captured by the deviant known as Alexa, a latex-clad dominatrix and her two bad-girl companions. Will Ultra, AKA Anna Blane, find a way out or submit to Alexa’s whims? This is part of a series dubbed BAD END… so, I suppose, you have your answer…

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*Click click click.*

I turned my head to the left and saw Alexa approaching, her high heels clicking on the cement with every step as she walked slowly, methodically. I huffed and tried again to break the restraints, but again, failed.

“You embarrassed me in front of my girls,” she said, watching me writhe. She knelt down beside me and pulled my head up by the base of my auburn hair. I grimaced, gritting my teeth. “I love the look, shibari,” she said. “Japanese rope bondage. You’ll find that the knots only grow stronger the more you struggle. I made a bet with the girls that it won’t take long to break you,” she said, gripping my hair tightly, then she stood and smiled.

Can we stay in bed all day?

“Turn the alarm off, I don’t want to get up yet.” I push my pillow over my face and roll over.

“Don’t. Let’s skip today. We can both call in sick. Stay in bed and fuck all day.”

I giggle as you turn over to face me.

Moving the pillow off of my face so you can hear me, “That would be amazing. Let’s do it! No responsibilities today, we can do whatever we want.”

“I know where I’d like to start.” You tell me as you lightly kiss my lips.

“Oh yea, where’s that?”

“In the bathroom, we should brush our teeth…cause you…”

I cut you off with a slap to your chest. “Are you talking about me? I know you wouldn’t even think of…”

You silence me with a kiss. Crashing your lips to mine, I open my mouth and feel your tongue slide against mine. You nibble and suck my lips into your mouth before kissing down my neck. You lay open mouth kisses against my neck and lick from my collarbone to ear. You lean down and whisper,

Pee play at the office with my manager [FM]

My manager and I have been secretly having sex for years. We’ve done it on his desk, my desk, on the conference room table, in other people’s offices, stairwells, hallways, file rooms, and more. We love things like public intercourse, 69, anal… and there are so many things we want to try. Needless to say, the sex is always amazing, but a few weeks ago we did something new that’s been on my mind ever since.

In the past, we’ve talked about how sexy it would be to do pee play sometime. A few months ago I revealed to him that it would turn me on to have him pee all over my breasts and pussy. I love it when he coats my hard nipples with a huge load of his cum, so the idea of him spraying his pee on my nipples is kind of similar; it gets me very aroused to fantasize about it.

When I told him I wanted to try pee play, he was into it! He even found an extremely hot porn clip (where a girl is getting soaked with her lover’s pee) and shared it with me. I’ve touched myself to that video, imaging how I want my manager to soak my breasts and pussy with his pee.

Beloved – [Str8][Les][prost][lac]

“The cows have come and have brought us good fortune. In our stalls, contented, may they stay! May they bring forth calves for us, many-coloured, giving milk for Indra each day. You make, O cows, the thin man sleek; to the unlovely you bring beauty. Rejoice our homestead with pleasant lowing. In our assemblies we laud your vigour.” – The Rig Veda

Dearest Priya,

I know that you can never read this letter. Even if I could find you again, it is forbidden for me to touch pen and paper. Such things are not permitted for temple girls. I feel that I must try, though, to set down these thoughts which are buzzing in my head like flies. A girl was attacked earlier this week. I heard it on the radio. She was a tourist from Sweden, and a group of men attacked her in a temple in Dhar. They held her down and they took turns with her. Nobody will find them of course. The newspapers are aflame with anger, but listen on the street corners and you will hear people say “oh, she was improperly dressed, she showed her breasts and legs, ants will go where the sugar is.”