Sharing Becomes Cheating [MF/M] [Reluctance] [Voyeur] [Oral] [Forced Cuckold] [Taunting] [Rough] [Cream Pie]

Ever since she could remember in their relationship Ellen’s husband John had dropped hints at the idea of them engaging in a group experience within their bedroom. In their younger years, she had entertained the idea from time to time, but ultimately felt it would change things too much in its aftermath. He was never really specific as to what he had in mind, she always assumed it was a threesome situation involving another woman. It would make sense as it’s likely the most common fantasy men harbor.

One random Tuesday evening relaxing after dinner, he brought it up again. They were able to speak freely about it keeping dialogue open to specifics, the kids were out with friends for a while so time allowed real conversation about details. She was shocked to learn the scene he was favoring actually involved him observing her with another man.

She immediately shot it down, which inspired his protest.

“Hear me out.” he pleaded.

“I’m just wanting to satisfy a voyeuristic angle.”

“Look at you!” He exclaimed.

Step Sister Corruption Part 132 – Day 76 S Night Pt 4 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

We exited the elevator as each of us waited for the elevator to get to the floor that we were supposed to be on which was the 11th floor where the party was being held.

Apparently the party would be held on the 9th, 10th, and 11th floor instead of all over the grounds of the mini city but due to the unusual weather, hahaha unusual my ass.  Everyone knows that roughly the beginning of October every year is when the weather gets cold and just steadily goes down as each day passes and snows off and on until mid November as our location turns into a winter wonderland until roughly March if not later.

But due to the weather they had set up everything on the three floors.

We exited onto the 11th floor and the Braxter’s started talking about Muschi as we entered the main floor for the party and us four stopped dead in our tracks as our senses were invaded by the sensory overload.

I guess I should explain as it wasn’t much of a *Halloween* party but more of a *adult* festival.  A festival that **I** was WAY overdressed and the **girls** meaning Morgan, Kel and Summer were barely over dressed.

My Dark Hero: Part Six [Romantic/erotica/fantasy]

**Chapter Six**

**Amy**

Neither of us said a word in the car. After demanding I get in, and helping me get fired, there was no way in hell the conversation would be flowing from my side. I just stared out the passenger window, totally detached.

Keeping to the speed limit, Kincaid took me further than the restaurant where I didn’t work anymore. The radio was playing softly in the background, while the purring engine and the lights of the city lullabied me into a type of trance state. It felt like I was on some kind of drug, consisting of childhood hopelessness and acid. When the shiny Mustang finally came to a stop in front of a restaurant I never knew existed, the drug began to wear off.

A valet approached my door, but Kincaid signaled him to back off.

“If you drive with me then I open your door. It’s a safety precaution.”

It seemed like the trip hypnotized Kincaid as well, because he sounded different – more respectful, if that was even possible.

Once upon a time in Enfield Conn [fmf]

Remembering my first threesome [fmf]. It is a long story because it took all night.

Background- I was put up in an off season tennis resort while on remote assignment for my job. While working 12 hr. a day 7 days a week my social life was being the only one at the resort bar from 8 pm until it closed at 10pm.

But one Friday night it changed to me and at least 60 women of all ages. All but one group had 6 t0 10 women in them. There was a group where only 3 were there and one really caught my eye. So I took a chance and bought them around.

After a second round when we were having fun. The bar closed. I invited all three to share some wine I had in my room and they accepted. This is where the story begins.

One woman was in her mid 40s to 50s and the other two early 20s. There were only 3 chairs in my room so I sat propped against the headboard on one of the 2 beds. As my wine ran out the cute girl said the older lady was drunk , do she would take her back the room and bring back some wine they had.

[Group] Turns out my sister and I aren’t bad hosts

I’ll try to keep this as short as possible, so that I can elaborate on the story more when somebody messages me, but I do want to get across the basics of something that happened this past week, something I thought for sure someone would want to hear about.

I have an older sister, and though both of us have long moved out of home, we still occasionally find ourselves living with our parents, usually for short periods of time between finding other places to live, but very rarely at the same time.

Recently, however, we both found ourselves living there together for what would ultimately be a month, and she’s staying longer than I am, as she always has, and probably always will.

While we’ve been staying at my parents’ house, they’ve been away on vacation, so we’ve had the whole thing pretty much to ourselves. Which has been really, really nice.

It also meant that when a male friend of mine needed somewhere for his younger brother to stay (due to a complicated series of things I won’t waste your time explaining), we were able to happily offer him a room for a couple of weeks.

I just put my erotic anthology up on Wattpad for your convenience!

I’ll put the link below, but here is the description/synopsis:

Hockey players, sex, and drama! What else could you ask for in an anthology? Biweekly content releases!

This is a series of short stories featuring a group of friends in their mid-twenties and their sexual experiences, relationships, and hardships. Each individual story can be read separately or as part of the series. A series guide and character map is posted on my website (taylamaywoods.weebly.com), along with story theme tags for each individual story.

Want to see certain character(s), fetish, or sexuality in the anthology? Let me know in the comments!! I also GREATLY APPRECIATE honest reviews here and on Goodreads!

Meant for an adult audience only.

Link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/273725086-attraction-in-the-city-an-erotic-anthology-with-a

[MF] Mark and Sally Goes on Honeymoon – The Bikini Compromise

Wedding planning for Sally and I was incredibly smooth. We didn’t have any arguments that could be heard on the other side of the country. It helped partly that Sally didn’t have any grand plans and partly because I barely had any plans at all – I was far more concerned about the wedding night. But this story isn’t about that. It’s about the honeymoon which we did bicker about. You see the way I saw it was a honeymoon was a grand vacation – we were going to spend a lot of money so we might as well go somewhere good. Italy? France? All great options. Sally’s view was that it was about relaxing after the wedding: the Caribbean was the perfect spot. After several days of spirited debate we arrived at the Honeymoon Bikini Compromise.

We would spend a week at a resort in the Caribbean. I would get to pack Sally’s swimwear.

I came out on top in that compromise.

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My [M] experience with a trans woman [F] at a local concert in my late teens.

In my late teens I used to be wrapped up in the metal/punk scene on the local level. If you grew up going through a rough existence it was the place that reliably had a place for you regardless of who you were or where you came from. I remember putting great stock into what band was on my t-shirt, the boots on my feet and the cut of my hair. I worked warehouses as a kid, so I could get away with a Mohawk slicked back in those days. There was always alchohol and buds if you asked nicely, and if your heart had the beat of a war drum the music was the sound track to the fires of your soul.

Those days were untamed and unsustainable, but the best of them are some of the best memories I’ve ever had.

I’d been looking forward to this Friday for some time. A local band had whispers of touring with some Europeans, a sign that they’d be too big for our city soon. Our city has an agricultural district on the east end. Someone, knew someone, knew someone who’s family member owned a building that had once been used for processing strawberries. That was going to be the venue for our little garage band concert, and supposedly it was as good as certain. At least as certain as impromptu venues go.

[MFF] + [FF] [Group] I still can’t believe what happened at the lake this weekend…

Quick background, since I haven’t posted in awhile: I [38M] am in a long term relationship with Kate [23F] and we have an open relationship.We poly’d for a bit, but since covid haven’t been able to find another third as we’d like, after our gf moved out.

That hasn’t stopped us from trying, nor from playing with others when we can safely. This past weekend something magical happened during the latter. We took a trip to a lake and rented a shack for the weekend. I’ve gone there enough over the years that I know the locals and regulars and where the adult parties are gonna be. Kate, on the other hand, went there a lot with her family and knew the younger crowd.

Quickly after arriving we suited up and got picked up by a pontoon boat with several of the above “friends.” Much hard seltzer was had and music played. It was hot, but late and before long it was getting dark and people wanted to head back to their houses to change and find a fire pit for the evening.

[MF] Wife Leaves Town, Friend and I Go Drinking

Please don’t take this story as endorsement of infidelity, it’s just something that happened and I thought some people might enjoy it.

I’ve been married for seven years now and have two children with my wife. Our marriage is very good. We co-parent really well, we run our household well together, we both make decent money and have similar financial goals and outlooks. Sex is still great, but not as frequent as it was. Having children and being proper adults makes it much tougher to find that passion that’s naturally there when there is more time for each other.

Before we were married, my wife and I had a pretty close-knit group of friends. A lot of our group is now married, and most have kids of their own so the group is still pretty close. We’re not all going out boozing together every single weekend like we were, but we now have more family themed get-togethers. From that group, only one guy and one of the girls aren’t married or in a serious long term relationship. The guy moved away five years ago and the girl had moved but recently returned to our city. She’s still a close friend with both my wife and I and is great with our children, her name is Sara. When my wife and I were just starting to spend a lot of time together, Sara was clearly also interested in me. At the time I only had eyes for my wife and wasn’t willing to risk my now-wife getting jealous if I hooked up with Sara so I didn’t reciprocate her advances at all. After some time, my wife and I began dating and we both continued being pretty close friends with Sara, there was no awkwardness or resentment at all.