[MF] The time I rang in the New Year cumming inside my married fwb while her husband was in the other room

So here’s another story about my FWB that I’ve had since highschool, Rachel. This story takes place about 7 years ago on New Years Eve, at a time when Rachel & her husband still lived in the same town as me. This is also when I found out, to my great pleasure, that her husband is a cuck.

Anyways, back to New Years Eve. It had been a few weeks since Rachel and I last met up and we had been sexting each other often trying to figure out when we could link up again next. We talked about trying to make something work on New Years but we weren’t sure if we could make something happen or not. I ended up at a party with some friends from work and we were having a pretty good time.

I got to break the dry spell of the 30-something ginger MILF next door. It was fantastic, just like her new tits! (Long) [MF]

I have been single for a while now…like 4+ years. I Got divorced a few years back after I did some really stupid shit, but the marriage had been failing for a while. Work took me to the southwest a bit before COVID, and I was more or less trapped in my neighborhood for the duration. That doesn’t mean things were boring.

Jessica is the subject of this story. She was my next door neighbor. We lived in a semi-private community in a pretty nice neighborhood. It’s the kind of place where everyone’s backyard is surrounded by a white, 6’ high concrete wall. When I moved in, she and her husband had recently had their second kid. Jess is an RN and right from the get-go, we got along well.

The weekend after I’d finished moving, I was in my backyard with my dog, Willy. He’s a half-border collie/lab mix and I was playing fetch with him by throwing a frisbee in my pool and making him jump in to get it. He loves this game, and the length of the pool was one of the reasons I bought my house. It’s really long and narrow, with a sort of bench on one end and a 18” deep “Baja step” on the other end, so the dog can easily get in and out.

Groped, Betrayed, Blackmailed…A New Chapter [non consensual] [humiliation] [oral]l

Part 3

Vicki and Bruce

School would be starting in about a week and a half. Thankfully the first week was a short one, giving the teachers a chance to make last minute preparations and adjustments. Vicki had everything ready in her classroom. Having gone through the ritual so many times she pretty much knew what to do, and how to get ready for the new class. She also knew Lisa would be at school, still working, making sure everything was perfect. Vicki wanted to see her and let her know she was back and okay. At least she would tell her she was okay.
The next day she stopped by and Lisa was in her room. She put on as cheery a face as she could, so she wouldn’t be frightened when she saw her. She told her she didn’t want to go into any details, maybe later she’d feel like it, but not now. She said she was ready to start back to school to take her mind off things. She then changed the subject, trying to make small talk with her friend. Lisa caught Vicki up with things going on in the school system, including the startling news that Bruce Wilson, the school system attorney had abruptly taken a leave of absence and may resign, citing mental and physical exhaustion. He had also closed, at least temporarily, his law office. Vicki said nothing, acting surprised. As she left the school that day, she determined she needed to talk to him.

The Witch and the Hermit (2/2) [footjob][mutual orgasm][handjob][forced orgasm][multiple orgasms][magic][witches][ropeplay][light bdsm][creampie][cowgirl][milking]

Make sure to check out part one!

The Witch and the Succubi, (1/2) [lesbian][mutual orgasm][womb tattoo][succubus][squirting][magic][witches][masturbation while giving oral] from eroticliterature

Now, to find someone to drink this and to milk them. I knew someone who would do it. I know I could probably grab any schmuck off the street and fuck him, but this guy was someone I could trust. I found the alley I portaled to and prepared another portal. I snapped my fingers and pushed my magic into the air, creating a glowing red portal in the air. I stepped through and found myself in front of a classy wooden cabin on the crest of a prairie hill. I knocked on the door and waited a moment.

After a small eternity, the door opened. In the doorway was an old friend.

Crosic was a tall man with fiery red hair and gentle green eyes. He smiled and pulled me into a hug. He smelled like firewood and a warm house.

“GiGi, it’s been too long.”

“Crosic, I’ve missed you.”

“Come inside. I got some stew cooking.”

Wanking off a stranger DURING my friend’s wedding (30f) [FM]

I was 22 and in my first year of freedom from university. Precisely at the stage wherein the more casual of friends you’ve spent the previous three years with start drifting away, and you focus on the ‘core group’ of people you want to keep in your life. It’s also the year when the incredibly over-eager couples who somehow managed to remain together over those three years inexplicably all decide to get married.

I already attended two weddings that year. By the time the third and final wedding came around it was already widely known that the first was already close to ending. As such I was suitably jaded and happy to attend simply out of loyalty to a friend I’d probably not see again until someone suggested a reunion in twenty years time, principally for the food and opportunity to consume vast amounts of alcohol.

Weddings are always sexually charged events for singletons. There’s a sense that anyone available is just waiting for the formality of the early day to be over so you can start making your selections come the evening party. You’ve just got to get through the tedium of the ‘magical day’ first.

[Group] [29F] Have you ever wondered if there’s a group chat you’ve been left out of?

It could be worse than you think.

I’m part of a very close group of friends in our late 20s. We’ve been an incredibly close group since early high school, many years ago, and have stuck together to this day, and still hang out weekly. A mix of both guys and girls.

Our group obviously has a group chat, but just recently, a couple of the guys in our group chat began to suspect something was up, as the chat has been very quiet. One of them is especially paranoid he’s been left out of some other group chat, and approached me about it.

I told him he was being ridiculous, and I guess everyone’s just been busy lately.

I was lying.

The truth is, we do have another group chat. All the girls in the group, plus one of the guys (who happens to be the shyest, nerdiest guy).

Why do we all have this group chat with him? This is what would really make the other guys so jealous they’d struggle to cope with it.

Well, it was a surprise gift from us, to him. A group chat with just him, where every day, we show him what we’re wearing, including what bra and panties.

A Sexual Chronicle chapter 8: Making New Friends [MFF] (Exhibitionist/Voyeur/public)

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vbugjd/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_1/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/ve20v0/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_2/)

[Chapter Three](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vgd9oq/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_3/)

[Chapter Four](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vjenig/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_4_the_longawaited/)

[Chapter Five](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vlkva4/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_5_embracing_the/)

[Chapter Six](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vnumfp/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_6_showing_off_on_the/)

[Chapter Seven](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vqv0x2/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_7_photos_on_the_sand/)

Katie and I returned to the shore to find Sarah had made her own entertainment while we’d had our moment. Her white, semitransparent one piece was now rolled down to her hips, baring her large tits and their shiny metal piercings to all who wanted to see them unobstructed. I can’t imagine there were many people who wouldn’t want that. She was sunning herself with her legs splayed and the crotch of the swimsuit still wet enough to hide nothing. She’d probably poured a splash from her water bottle on it for it to still be that sheer so long after she went back to the towels. I bet she was loving the reactions from everyone who walked by.

“Have fun, lovebirds?” she teased us. “You know that wasn’t as subtle as you think it was, right?”

Katie shrugged, surprising me. “If you’d felt what I just felt, you wouldn’t give a fuck either.”

“Ooh,” Sarah grinned. “I’ll have to hit the water with Mr Magic Fingers there later. Sucks that sex on the beach is a no go, but I wanna get doing *something* kinky in public off my bucket list.”

[F/d] How It Began [Part 11] [18]

The very second I breached the barrier of his little ring, I sang into his bottom to the hilt.
By this point Tom was moaning up a storm, as well as him saying “Daddy, fuck me!
Please fuck me hard, and deep, I need this so bad.”
While I was pounding away, Tom kept up the dirty talk, telling me that I was his to use as I pleased.
Reaching underneath his body, I took hold of his little penis in my fist.
Each time I drove into his bottom, Tom’s penis was thrust through my fingers.
Over, and over I drove into him, in turn Tom’s penis began it’s journey towards his orgasm.
I could feel it pulsing with desire as we began reaching our mutual climaxes.
“Tom, I’m cumming, cum with me, cum with me now! I shouted.
Seconds later I began pouring my cum into his bottom, while at the same time, Tom began spurting his cum into my closed fist, my god there had to be a gallon of cum pouring through my fingers.
Collapsing atop him, while trying to recover some semblance of my strength, the two of us our breaths heaving from the depths of our bodies.

[MFF] My rebound was a threesome with my ex-gf

This happened a few months ago and I still can’t stop thinking about it. For obvious reasons, the names have been changed.

When my ex and I broke up, I had terribly bad luck finding a rebound, and in retrospect I was definitely a little too eager to “win” the break-up. At least my dick had a good reputation, because my ex had bragged of it and even shown pictures to our friend group over the two years we were together. But anyways, I hit the gym, excelled in my college semester, and the first sign of opportunity eventually came around.

I had just come home from a well-deserved vacation and found that the house was a fucking disaster. It turned out that my ex (whom I was still living with) had brought her new bf home, only to have a huge fight. My poor lamp had evidently been thrown across the room, smashed into a million pieces. I can’t exaggerate about how bad it was.

Hypnosis and the Hounds: Final

Slut learns to be an Object

Graeme reached out a hard black hand and grabbed me by the hair and yanked me to my feet in front of him, head bowed to the side.

He slapped my face, then slapped my wobbling 48G breasts again and again, all the while his voice was hard, cold and on the edge of a loss of control I had never seen for the years I served him in the army as his 2IC.

“Dear frigid little Corporal Thomas, who wouldn’t look at any of the men, wouldn’t let any of them so much as compliment her round little ass and huge white titties is a slut. A FUCKING SLUT. All the years I dreamed of plowing your tight little red cunt, fucking those milk white jugs and painting that blue eyed face of yours with some hot black cum, and you tell me you are a slut when I CAN”T EVEN GET HARD ANY MORE?”