Mythic Mansion: Monster Brothel 3; The Ghost

We stepped inside, admiring the ornate entryway to the towering mansion. The velvety curtains flowing over the two story windows. The clean and pristine antique furniture. The glittering chandelier hanging stories above the lobby. But the most intriguing sight inside this stone palace was its inhabitants. An array of scantily clad women of all sizes, shapes and species. Women covered in thick fur, some in shining blue scales, some women were hulking and green with horns and hooves. I had been warned by my friend that had recommended the Monster Brothel to me, but seeing it in person was just mesmerizing.

My partner, Kim, was enthralled by the women. She stared at each of them as we passed until finally we made it to the front desk. The woman who sat behind the counter looked up at us with glimmering green eyes. Her blood red mouth curved into a sultry smile, white fangs peeking out from her upper lip. Her straight hair was jet black and draped over her shoulders. Her black dress clung to her hourglass figure, the plunging neckline exposing her round, succulent breasts.

“Here for some ghostly pleasures, are we?” She sung. Kim and I looked at each other and then back at her.

We fucked in front of my boyfriend’s boss, the pervert [FM]

My first year out of college I was dating this guy, Jackson, who I was pretty convinced was going to be my husband at the time. We had amazing chemistry and he was just a genuine guy and we had the same life goals in a lot of ways – it was all of that stupid right after college love. I could tell it was stupid because we were dating for like a month and he kept telling me he wanted to propose to me. I was also his first real girlfriend.

He sold classic cars at this custom dealership and made decent money, he also flipped cars and motorcycles which in LA is pretty lucrative. His boss was this mid-50s dude with long hair and always wore a leather jacket and rode an old Harley. He was always a nice enough guy, but anytime I hung out there, he’d hit on me in a gross way and I’d never say anything because it would probably piss Jackson off to no end – probably enough he’d quit. He was super possessive in weird ways like he wouldn’t mind me wearing a sexy outfit to a club and get ogled, but if a guy said something to me he’d freak out.

[MM] Snowed in. Ice Drifts

It was a cold night when the guy showed up to buy a desk from a rental unit I was renovating. I had been up a while, painting and putting in new fixtures and was feeling pretty chatty. Before you know it I got down to it and offered him a line to sweeten the deal as he was on the fence about it.

An hour later I know all about his divorce and the stress he’s under and how he wished he could find a decent massage but all the women he’s gotten online are too weak and lack the stamina. I offered a chair and gave him a quick demonstration of the technique I’d been perfecting since I was a little kid with a dad who drove long hours and appreciated a good massage at the end of the day.

I suggested he let me give him the pro treatment and after another pair of lines we went next door to my home and he stretched out across the foot of my bed. By this point time is immaterial but I was working up a sweat and stepped out to change into a pair of gym shorts. I kept on working his neck, shoulders, back, even his arms and hands. He obviously worked hard and for 40, he had none of the classic dad bod creeping around the waist.

[MF] I’ve been sleeping with my wife’s sister. (Continued)

Original post: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ag7weg/mf_ive_been_sleeping_with_my_wifes_sister_for_a/

I want to thank everyone for the support on my previous post. I want to cover a few things before I continue with what happened. There will be no pics for now. The wife would never go for it and I haven’t even brought it up with the sister yet. Although, she has sent me videos but those will be off limits. I’ve gotten several messages about my wife getting involved. That will most likely never happen. Reality is far more awkward than fantasy. I can’t even imagine how that would go. I just see a bunch of awkwardness that would kill any kind of excitement around it. This mainly started because of one ingredient: alcohol. Im more than happy with what’s going on now and don’t want to ruin it by getting greedy. Sorry if that’s disappointing!

The next morning I woke up with a huge hangover which for the most part kept my mind off the dread of facing my wife. It hit me tho soon after I finished taking a shower. I didn’t want to go to the kitchen as I had no clue on what I was going to say. How was I going to justify it?

The Break Up

It had been a rough month. Diane and I had broken up and I wasn’t taking it well. Most nights were spent at the local pub having a drink or 5. If I didn’t have the kids, that is where I was at. Most of my friends gave me my space. I’d get invited for out a night. Most of the time, I would make an excuse to not go. The one time I actually went, they tried to set me up. Needless to say, not what I needed. Yet.

Instead of heading to my normal bar, this Friday I decided to head into Tinley to Teehan’s. I had a taste for Guinness tonight. I bellied up to the bar and was about to start drinking like it was my job. That’s when I got a message from my friend Tina. Over the last few years, she had become a really good friend. I have also found out recently that she is not as innocent as I thought she was when I first met her. She had a naughty side. How naughty, I was soon to find out.

[MF] I’ve been sleeping with my wife’s sister for a month.

First off, a little background. My wife is 32yo and from Japan. She grew up in a conservative family and has two sisters with the one in question now being 27. We met here in the states but got married and spent most of our married life in Japan. She has always had a low libido and was not really interested in trying new things. I didn’t care at the time as I was madly in love and thought it wouldn’t be an issue. We talked and things got better and we were having plenty of sex (2-3times a week) for me. However, our first son was born right before we moved back to the states and things dropped off. We went to having sex once a week to every other week. It was a struggle for me. I tried everything. Talked with her. Paid a lot of attention to her and tried things like challenges to try and spice things up. I was a former Air Force officer and was very fit when we married. I’ve mostly maintained that level of fitness as I’ve entered law enforcement so it’s not like I let myself go and she lost interest. We talked and talked and she thinks it’s depression and stress from work. I became a frequent visitor to r/deadbeadrooms.

Uninvited stranger invades the bedroom [MF, oral, facefuck, married, anal, PIV, noncon, bondage, incest, MFM]

/u/Gwensaccount and I don’t know each other, apart from a chance message here on reddit. I proposed a game where we take turns in writing alternate passages of a story. This post is the start of that journey. Each time you see “… … …”, we change writers.

Neither of us knows where it’s going or how long it will last.

It’s clearly not “top shelf” erotic fiction, but we’re enjoying ourselves and we hope that you enjoy it too.

…. … …

You were sound asleep, alone in the house. It’s a warm spring evening. Warmer that usual. A creak on the floorboard outside the door wakes you up.

At least you think you’re awake. You’re not really sure. It’s that half awake, half asleep feeling. But you hear it again. Creak. It sounds like someone is taking tentative steps towards the door.

You really are awake now, but you don’t want the person to know. You reach for your phone and sneak it under the covers to check the time. 3.09am. But wait, what’s that? There’s a text from an unknown number that simply says “I’ll be there soon”. It was sent at 2.41am.

Mom and the Police Officer P2 [MF] [MDom] [Humiliation] [Public] [Incest]

WARNING

THIS IS GRAPHIC MATERIAL MEANT FOR AGES 18 AND ABOVE. CONTAINS FETISHES: STRIP SEARCH, BLACKMAIL, INCEST, NON-CON, FORCED TO STRIP, FORCED EXHIBITIONISM, HUMILIATION, EMBARRASSMENT, ABUSE OF AUTHORITY.  ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

ISO Writer and/or 3dcg Artist to hire on retainer. Must, at the very least, enjoy my work below. (PM me here if interested).

**Ch.1**

***Parker***

Life was normal. Dad returned from his business trip and the incident between mom and the police officer was never mentioned. Oddly enough, Carl and I didn’t talk much about it either. The school was abuzz the next day as the rumors flew. And then that talk stopped too. It was as if everyone felt the ordeal to be a bit too real, maybe a bit too tragic, to discuss it openly.

Mom was clearly shaken up. She remained that way for about a week. Dad noticed but mom shrugged it off as an “odd mood.” It wasn’t like there was really any behavior change in her. She just remained more subdued than normal. Her outfits changed too.

How I found out I was a voyeur [F]

I’d always watched porn, but I only really liked the more amateur type of stuff that looks like it is really happening. But, growing up I was always trying to spy on people. It started with peaking at my mom and stepdad changing or listening through the wall when they have sex. At the time I just assumed that is what people do and I asked my closest friends and they were like, yeah, sex is fun to watch. So, I just kept doing it.

I remember my family was on vacation and we were staying at this cheap motel on the beach and all the rooms had big open windows with these lacy curtains and you could see into them unless you pulled the big shades. Leaving the vending machine I saw a man had this woman bent over the edge of the bed and he was fucking her from behind.

They were so visible from where I was I was in awe. I was always taught sex is a behind-closed-doors type of activity even though nudity was pretty common at home. But here was this couple, zero fucks, going at it with their windows wide open and not being quiet about it.

(Bi) (mmf) How I met Billy and Lindsey pt4

She didn’t know when it became official but after spending a lot of time together they were dating. But their relationship was sexless. Billy kept saying how he wanted to wait till they got married. They were dating for 8 years. And true to her word, Lindsay was very faithful to Billy. She stopped prostituting and became the woman behind Billy’s rising military career. But than the Panama war started and Billy was to be deployed. So the day before he shipped off they got married. They didn’t even have sex on their wedding day. He just went to war. Lindsay knew he was gay from the very beginning, but she didn’t care. He was the only man that treated her good. But than there was another war, the first Iraq war.