[MF] conservative wife fulfills my fantasy

Me and my wife have been married almost ten years now. We had an arranged back in my home country of pakistan and she moved to the uk to live with me after a few months of waiting for her visa. We are from a small village in pakistan so her knowledge of sex was very limited when we got married and she had no previous boyfriends either.

We have a decent sex life fora couples married this long, usually having sex at least twice a week and I try to make her cum at least three times a session. The first time is usually with my dick inside and then the next two are with her vibrator while she heels me off at the same time.

I have recently got her to agree to inserting the vibrator into her pussy and this has opened up many mixed feelings in me. I now masturbate at the thought of watching her getting fucked and it’s usually all I think about whilst fucking her. I’ve told her this is what I want and although she enjoys it in the moment she denies me as soon as she has cum.

Kink Party – butch Dom and femme sub swap roles [FF] [FNB] [butch/femme] [impact play] [masturbation] [femme Daddy] [good boy] [slut]

Chapter 1 of 3 ;)

A beautiful woman, just turned 40 years old, gets ready for her evening in front of the bathroom mirror. Scarlet stands in black stilettos and lingerie: a sheer black bra, panties, corset, black tights, and a garter belt. She’s bending over the sink, applying lipstick, and the hot red color complements her warm olive skin. Her winged black eyeliner brings out her deep piercing brown eyes, and she smiles nervously to herself.

Tonight is her first kink party. She has the right to be a little nervous.

She tosses her long black wavy hair over her shoulder and struts from the bathroom over to her bed, reaching for her black trenchcoat. She puts the coat on over her lingerie, her heart pounding between her legs at the thought of leaving the house in nothing but this. She swallows.

In her purse, she places a black leather cat mask, a piece she ordered online that covers her eyes and forehead. She’s a well established therapist in Los Angeles, specializing in trauma and grief, and she’s a leader in her field. She can’t show her face at a kink party, but that doesn’t mean she can’t enjoy herself at one.

Will meets the painter (part 1) [mf] (fiction, mild, gentle femdom, drugs)

Camille gestured with her hand in a circular motion

“Turn around and face the wall.”

Will looked confused.

“Just do it.”

He shrugged and repositioned himself on the couch accordingly. His eyes scanned the numerous pictures pinned to the wall. There seemed to be no rhyme or reason to their contents or placement. Many had frayed edges as though they’d been torn out hastily. He cleared his throat to speak.

“Have you been here for a while?”

He studied the bright, Day-Glo colors of the print closest to him. An image of a swimming pool under a cloudless desert sky looked back at him. There was something uncanny about it. He read the text printed across the bottom.

“*David Hockney*.”

The picture wasn’t exactly level. There was handwriting scrawled illegibly in the white border, and what looked to be thumbprints of smeared paint on the tacks in the corners.

“Yeah, several years now.”

She got up, walked to the bookshelf and plucked a large hardcover from a row of books, leaving an empty gap where it had been.

“The location isn’t great, kinda out in the sticks, but I like the light… and the building cost practically nothing.”

I regret not walking into his hotel room. [F/M Fantasy] [Male Exhibitionism] [Missed opportunity] [Female Perspective]

We all have those silly regrets that stick in our mind, the ‘what-ifs’ so to speak. There is one that has stuck in my mind for quite a while, and its something that I have played out in exceptional detail in my mind for the years between then and now. I’m going to try to keep it brief, but as my job is in legal it may not be as concise as I’d like.

I was at a work conference in the summer, and coming in to the hotel in an Uber (or Towncar I guess back in those days). My flight landed just after 7pm so when I arrived at the hotel parking, it wasn’t quite fully dark yet there were cars lined up to get to the front door spreading almost 9 deep (Yes, I am crazy with details like this. I tend to count things almost obsessively).

I wasn’t going to wait, so I grabbed my bright blue rolling suitcase, and paid the driver.

Anal Sex [MF]20’s

Not all my experiences have been good ones.  Some have been pretty awful.   There was a time I was asked to do anal.  And to begin with I didn’t even really want to do it I did it to make the person happy.  

Side note: never do anything you are uncomfortable with just to make anyone happy. If they truly care they will not put you in that situation to begin with. Moving on.

I laid on my stomach as lube was placed into my backdoor. He fingered my ass a little to help stretch it out and to help the lube coat the inside as well.  He lubed up a small butt plug and stuck it in my ass. I gritted my teeth as he forced it in. 

We proceeded to have vaginal sex in doggy position Which was really nice as always.  After a bit he took the small butt plug out and then went a Size up.  Again teeth gritting pain.

Back to doggy for awhile, I rubbed my clit to get off, which is always a good orgasm.  After that he took what was the third butt plug out. My back hole was slightly used to it but still stung with some pain.

My Biggest Turn-On is Designer Shoes

The tip of my stilettos glistens seductively while I slowly slide them in and out of your mouth. I know you have a foot fetish and when I’m feeling particularly kinky I always use my long toes against you. Your face is wet with tears and saliva, your hands bound and restlessly wringing for escape. As my delicately curved arches draw closer to your face I hear you begging for release.

“This is cruel,” you whimper.

I look down at your hard, unwavering erection. “No baby,” I say, “This is fun.”
I have a fetish for foot domination and designer shoes are my biggest turn on.

One Night Awoke My Submissive Behavior Chapter 7 [MM][CumEating][Femdom][Oral][Anal]

Chapter 7

The family room where I was, was right in front of the door. Anna came running over ignoring me and opened the door. They hugged and Caitlin smirked at me and said “Looks like you finally got him, looks like his true calling as a cock hungry bitch has come true.” They walked in leaving the door open and all I could think was why… wasn’t I punished enough please close the door.

A man walked up and laughed at me. He walked up to the door and me, thinking he was a random stranger, walked into our house. He looked at me and said nice house sissy slut.

Caitlin came running back and said to Anna, this is Jason, my boyfriend. My eyes went wide and I was crying inside… What were they planning?

Anna knelt down to my face and said “I’ll give you two options. The first being, we leave you in this machine till tomorrow. The second option is we put on a new cage I bought you and you let Jason over there have his way with you till dinner.

Spicing it up [Str8][MF]

The knock on the door echoes down the hallway and before the echoes fade I’m already to my feet knowing exactly who and what it is. I take the package off the delivery driver and my body trembles with excitement and nerves. The excitement has been the only thing that has prevented me from backing out. It’s unchartered territory for us, I keep running reaction scenarios through my head and in the end I went with what I wanted and hope she will be onboard.

I take the package into the bedroom, it’s heavier than I thought and instantly want to open it but as I’m about to rip open the discreet packaging I stop myself. I want to see her reaction, my cock already fighting the restraints of my pants in anticipation.

“Lindsay…Babe…babe” I yell out the bedroom and down the hall until I see her come around the corner. “What is it?” She walks into the room and spots the package in my hand, I hand it over to her not really knowing what to say and she shakes it up near her ear “What is it? why do you look so guilty.” I Laugh uncomfortably and say “Just open it, it will be pretty obvious” Her laugh a curious chuckle, her eyes fixed on me like she was going to get the answer from my expression.

Help!

I’m trying to start writing eroticas but every time I do I feel, idk embarrassed or something. It basically makes me stop immediately because I just feel weird writing porn

Anyways to get past this or do I just push through until it doesn’t feel weird?

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[MF] + [MFF] “Do you like to scissor?” I took my lover to her first swingers club.

G’day everyone! This is a story about the amazing – and frankly, almost unbelievable – night I had on New Year’s Eve, where I took my lover to an ‘adult’ wine bar.

The night began at around 8:30pm. Following a quick social call to my wife and her boyfriend at their chosen nightclub on the beach *(what a life I find myself in)*, I left to go pickup Dianne* from her house. She was dressed in a dark navy sheen dress, myself in a white shirt with suspenders. We jumped in the car, and off we went!

The venue we went to was Between Friends. For those in Melbourne – can’t recommend highly enough, mind you. Different to the average swinger’s club, Between Friends has a focus on bringing class and sophistication to a sometimes misunderstood lifestyle.

Anyway. When we arrived, the host remembered me from my last visit and in response to an email of thanks I’d written afterward, was kind enough to shout Dianne and I some shots! An excellent start to the night, and we moved past the bar to start seeing who was inside.