[MF] Fucking my wife and my lover the same day. What a surreal experience.

I woke up to a familiar feeling. A kiss on my neck and a hand on my dick. Without opening my eyes, I knew it was Kelly. She had a way of kissing my body that was so uniquely her’s. For a few seconds I wondered if everything that has happened these past several months… the fights, the separation, moving out, and Delia have all been a dream. It wasn’t. But what am I doing in what used to be our bed, about the fuck my wife, soon-to-be ex-wife, ex-wife… I don’t even really know what she is.

The day before, was a celebration of sorts. Our son scored his first goal in soccer. Kelly made his favorite meal for dinner (which is kinda my guilty pleasure, mac and cheese with cut up chicken tenders) so Kelly invited me for dinner and then afterwards, our son asked me to lay with him as he got his mom’s ipad and we watched funny YouTube videos. I guess I felt so comfortable at home that my son and I drifted off to bed.

The Bucket-List – 02 – The Window

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When Sarah entered the room, the man from the afternoon was talking to a customer, showing her some dildoes.

He saw Sarah, nodded and pointed to a door behind the counter, signed “No entry”.

She walked over to the door, took the handle and threw him a questioning look. He nodded, continuing his talk with the customer.

Sarah opened the door and walked in. After a short corridor, there was another door. Sarah knocked.

“Come in!”, a female voice could be heard from the other side.

Sarah entered and a nearly nude woman was standing in the room, dressing. She turned to her and Sarah saw two double-Ds to be remembered. The woman was only wearing thigh highs and just had a matching bra in her hand. Sarah hat to muster all her concentration to move her eyes from the boobs to the eyes in front of her, she blushed slightly.

“Hey! You must be Bucked-List-Girl. Johannes told me about you and asked me to help you prepare. And, by the way, I know these are a sight, so don’t be embarrassed.”, she offered with an inviting smile, massaging her boobs. “I’m Ginger”, she continued, pointing to her red hair.

Unknown Things Lurking in the Water Part 4 [F+18-19/M 45-55] [Alien][ScFi][Bondage][Exhib][Anal][fist][mc]

*Part 1, 2, 3 in profile, pinned.*

She woke in the blazing midday sun, nestled amongst the pine needles next to her clothes. Her phone buzzed angerly in the pile. She reached for it, groggy and delirious. “Hello…” she said hoarsely. “You know we don’t make you pay rent on break or expect much. But just taking off for 2 days without a word is ridiculous Katie!” her mother was practically screaming on the phone. “I like Megan and I don’t care if you guys want to catch up over break, just let us know so we don’t get worried. Now when are you coming home? You have work tomorrow, remember?” Katie was trying to process everything, shocked when her mother had said 2 days. Katie stammered an apology and promised she’d be back after work, her and Megan were going to spend another day together and she’d go to work from her house. She hung and sighed, falling back on the soft grass. She scrolled through her phone, finding a dozen texts from Megan: “Hey, ur mom is pissed! Told her u r here…” … “where r u? I didn’t think we had to cover anymore.” … “Katie, seriously…I mean it’s no big deal if you’re out for a guy, just let me know so I can get the story straight.” “This better be a damn good story girl…” they continued just like that. Katie looked at her clothes. She certainly couldn’t go home in her PJs. She looked at her phone. She hit send and called Megan. It took her several minutes to get her best friend to shut up, telling her that she needed some clothes. She gave Megan directions and waited.

The Night at Policewoman‘s Place [Femdom] [Masturbation] [Spanking] [Humiliation] [VOY] [Les][Fiction]

My parents were mysterious to me -more so than Big Foot or the Lochness monster if I might be frank. I never understood dad´s fixation with women like my mom, who never spoke unless spoken to, wore flowery clothes and lived just for the house, kids, and television. Not to mention, mom was flat-chested, her body looking like an ironing board she was fond so much.

I liked ladies with power, meaning three things, two of them being their jugs. The last of them was the office to command and condemn men. I remember looking for pictures of female politicians and judges, choosing photos where I could see their expensive clothes, stretched by their boobs that could feed future generations and enchant countless crowds, including desperate criminals.

When I was eighteen, I was trading most of the nude photos with a boy of the same age Eric Taylor, whose household was so different from mine, and most of the guys swore they wanted to grow up in it. Eric and his half-sister Sandy were being raised by two moms. The thin African-American Doris and Louise, Mexican lady of slightly plumper shapes. The boys in the neighborhood joked that Doris must have met her wife at an anti-immigration department because she worked as a police officer.

EST: The Outlaw Chapter 4 Part 2 of 2 (MF FF Violence Rape)

Pop…

I, we stared into each other’s eyes. I could feel the tension even before my cunt slapped his dick. Seizing my hips, holding me still while my pussy bucked forward for his cock!

Knowing that if Hernando caught me he could have my life ended like that. Especially cause this is his chica. His claim, his treasure, his… Fuck it and fuck him! Since chica had mounted me then he must not be able to satisfy her carnal lust. “You want to ride the Bull chica?” I questioned her intentions. “The Boss is not cuming after you is he?” My own sense of chivalry is shrinking by the moment. Lifting her up, till I could feel the air brush against my cock. Holding her up there as I stared at those big tits. Dropping her right on my cock which stood at an impressive twelve inches.

To feel what he, the Bull did was so wrong. To lift me up just by my waist and drop me on his cock while staring at my chest! Normally I would have slapped him! Butt the feel of his cock. The further I feel, the deeper his cock got! I could feel it pressing against my cervix. The pain and yet I wanted more!

The woman in the window.

Lesbian girl lives out her fantasies, orgasming with her fingers while enjoying a tasty view.

I have been living in my apartment complex for about half a year now. New to the City I don’t really know anyone, and as a woman it’s hard to get to know people who only want to get you into bed, especially men…which is an issue with my lesbian self.

“I could see her relax into the chair and it seemed like we had eye contact for a second but there was no way that she could see me, right? Her hands started to explore her soft body and I bit my lips at the sight of her starting to gently touch her breast. Of course, by that view in front of me I couldn’t hold back so my own hands started to gently undress myself and free my boobs.”

[read the rest of the story here. The girls are waiting for you.](https://www.mommystoyshop.com/post/woman-masturbating-ff)

[FF] my first lesbian experience in college

I wanted to write about my first lesbian experience I had back when I was in college. Scroll to *** for the sex.

When I started college I had a sweet roommate, Ana. We were both in the liberal arts college at our university, and by virtue of this ended up with a lot of free time. Back then I still smoked a lot of weed, and we both passed a fair amount of this free time by sitting around smoking together. Ana had a ridiculous bong shaped like a mushroom… anyway I digress.

One of her friends at the time, Luna, stopped by pretty often to smoke with us.
I’d always suspected that I might be bisexual but never had a chance to test it out until college. Luna was the first girl I ever developed a real crush on. She was striking. Equal parts sexy and intimidating, I felt butterflies when I talked to her. She was taller, with olive skin and sweet maple brown hair. She had lots of piercings, including her nipples as I would find out later. Her pupils floated in the frozen blue sea of her eyes, and I was smitten immediately. I’ve never met another person to this day with eyes like that.

The Prefect, Parts 11-15 [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal] [ENF/Exhibitionism]

**Part Eleven**

“Excuse me . . .?”

For a moment, Elise snapped back to her normal self. A prefect who was supposed to have authority over the younger university girls. Who was supposed to be respected by them, too.

The first two tasks were embarrassing, each in their own way, but she somehow managed to justify each one in her head. But to take off her underwear? Elise was a proper girl. She had never once entertained the idea of wearing an outfit without the proper attire underneath. And having it suggested by one of these first-years made her realize just how far she had let them push her already. Kaitlyn especially.

Before Elise could argue further, the redhead jumped in to help her brunette friend. “Don’t worry, Caroline. I’m sure little Elise just didn’t catch that. After all, she promised she wouldn’t complain or make a fuss. Isn’t that right, Elise?”

“I-” Elise hesitated. *Did* she promise? She definitely said the words about not complaining at some point, obviously at Kaitlyn’s demand, but the past half hour or so was all starting to blur together. “I don’t think I promised,” she said. It wasn’t the first time someone tried to use that against her. In her adolescent years, plenty of girls tried to pull the ‘you promised’ card on her, when she really only gave half of an agreement to begin with.

Bridal Photographer (M39, FF23, ff, mff, reluctant, orientation kink, bride, impregnation – 1,171 words)

**BRIDAL PHOTOGRAPHER**

Story by All These Roadworks (2023).

*Desiree and Phaedra hire a world-class photographer for their lesbian wedding – until they discover he expects to document their wedding night, too…*

**Author’s Note**: For avoidance of doubt, this story is fiction, and all characters are over the age of 18.

If you enjoy this story, you can support its creation with the purchase of e-books or memberships at my creator site, [AllTheseRoadworks.com](https://www.AllTheseRoadworks.com). (Plus read lots more free stories!)

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Desiree and Phaedra wanted only the best for their lesbian wedding, so they insisted on world-famous photographer Frederick Molles to capture their ceremony in pictures.

They had to sign a special contract to get him, which gave him exclusive rights to document every aspect of their happy day, and they had to pay a small fortune to retain him, but they were sure it was all worth it.

On the day, everything was perfect. The ceremony was flawless, the reception was a joy, and as midnight came around, the happy newlyweds went to leave in their rented limousine.

The problem came when the photographer, Molles, tried to join them in the vehicle.

Rain Check [FF] [Group]

Months went by after my almost-hook-up in an unfamiliar bedroom before I attended another party at the same house I originally met Kris, and I had accepted that my rain check was never going to come. Drunken gropes and unfinished promises weren’t completely foreign to someone who got a kick out of flirting with strangers and flashing her tits when the mood struck, but the missed opportunity continued to strike a disappointing chord.

Kris was there when I arrived, but this time she had a muscular arm wrapped around the waist of an attractive brunette with dark eyeliner. I had since heard about this on-and-off relationship. A feisty, lesbian duo known for public arguments and subsequent make out sessions in dark corners. Seeing their “on” status engaged, I occupied my time elsewhere. The craving of a cigarette and need for fresh air eventually lead me through a crowd of people and forced me into a chilly fall night. I heard my name before I could focus enough to see who called it.