In this moment, we were infinite [MF]

I met M about 13 years ago, just to be clear, this is my best guess…my affinity for remebering specific dates/times is NOT good…so timelines could be wrong or off. I met her on myspace.com. This was before it was an obscure music site like today, it was the precursor of facebook. It was THE social network site where your self worth was determined by how many ‘friends’ you had, most of which you didnt really know. One day as I was browsing through hot girls to message in my area and I stopped in my tracks. She was beautiful. I was immediately smitten. She was eating ice cream in her picture, seductively licking the tip as if was a dick she couldnt wait to get into her mouth. The caption of the photo was that it was Black Cherry ice cream from Thrifty (now CVS I think?) and that being one of my favorite flavors, I sent a message. I dont know what I sent, I am sure it was dopey, but she replied. The details are lost to my memory as to what we would have spoke about, but after conversing for a while, we decided to meet.

[f]irst intercourse with my current husband

Me and my husband have been together for a while now, so this is going back a bit.

We were together for a couple months at this point and have only done oral. I told him I needed time to get on the pill, but it was really just me being reluctant. Despite my online personality, I am (or at least was back then) quite reserved.

So we went out with some friends on a Friday night. We got pretty drunk, but not nothing over the top,
Just enough to cut loose and really have fun.
By my standards, I was dressed pretty slutty in a thigh length skirt, dark black pantyhose, spiked heel boots, and a low cut shirt that showed my
Little boobs pretty nicely. We danced and went to a bunch of bars. It was the first time I dressed like this in from of him, or his friends, which really seemed to turn me on. I could feel my wetness getting more and more prevalent through the night. A couple times I even went to the bathroom to dry off just to keep things in control.

Demom’s Angels, parts 8-end. [slow] [F/m/f] [M/s/d] [inc] [reluc] [group] [fantastical] [satire]

Demom’s Angels

by DiscipleN

— 8 —

During the night, red curtains swirled across their mother’s dreams. They were a veil resisting her questions. She wanted to call the demon’s name but couldn’t remember it. A couple times, she heard her husband say, “I’ve missed you. I’ve suffered an eternity.”

She awoke sweating in the middle of the night. She shook getting out of bed. Stumbling across the carpet, she steadied herself catching the door knob. Carefully she exited her room and shuffled down the hall. The children’s door hung open. They lay naked together in the boy’s bed. His hand was next the girl’s vee. Her hand was wet with his cum, cupping his cock like a flashlight.

Tracy knelt down and kissed their foreheads.

“Mommy?”

“Mom?”

“Can I sleep with you?”

Somehow they fit together perfectly in the small bed.

The mom woke to her children’s hugs. She kissed them awake. “Rise and shine my beautiful darlings. We’re going to be late.”

They weren’t much late after showing together, soaping and scrubbing each other, and toweling. Tracy warmed store bought danish, which they ate on the way to the bus stop. They missed the optimal ride, but caught the next. The children reached school in time.

Demom’s Angels, parts 6-7. [slow] [F/m/f] [M/s/d] [inc] [reluc] [group] [fantastical] [satire]

Demom’s Angels

by DiscipleN

— 6 —

Vanice laughed. “Beezub! what was that, a great dane?”

Tracy sat in the passenger seat frantically wiping her pants with tissues. “After the boxer and the dachshund, I thought we’d never reach your car.”

“Poor little wiener dog had to watch the big dogs nose into your crotch.”

“I’ll never get the slobber out of my panties.”

“Trust me. That won’t stop the guys I’m taking you to, from adding their slobber.”

“Just drive.” Tracy was already exasperated at her night out.

“Yessah, missus lady mistress.”

“Fuck you.”

“You’re lucky I want cock tonight, instead of clerk.”

The club was a white box with colored lights splayed over the front, strobing to the music within.

Demom’s Angels, parts 4-5. [slow] [F/m/f] [M/s/d] [inc] [reluc] [group] [fantastical] [satire]

Demom’s Angels

by DiscipleN

— 4 —

When Vanice was late to work, usually after a night of conquest, Tracy was allowed to use a master code to unlock the shop’s alarms and raise the storefront’s shutter.

It was a busy day. Payday, for a lot of customers. Vanice sauntered in a hour before Tracy’s lunchbreak. She went to work like a pro. Tracy returned from lunch, and her boss was beaming. The lunch rush had ended and the store was empty for the first time that day.

“Mmmm, it was pure hunk junk, a fat hunk of man flesh inside me, last night.” Vanice had sharing issues.

Before she could change the topic, Tracy’s mind imagined a hispanic prick the size of a guitar sticking out of yesterday’s deliverer’s crotch. Her pelvis clenched at the vision. “Vanice, the cash register was having trouble connecting to the net.” Tracy hoped it had gone unnoticed.

“Honey, I don’t mean to be rude, but unless you’re bleeding, I still need you cover the hour you missed, yesterday. And no PMS lip about it back to me, okay?”

“That’s not it. Just a spasm, Vanice. I’m fine. Work me to the bone, today.”

Demom’s Angels, parts 1-3. [slow] [F/m/f] [M/s/d] [inc] [reluc] [group] [fantastical] [satire]

Demom’s Angels
by DiscipleN

Tracey Nians loaded the dishwasher carefully. It was old and cranky, and if you didn’t know where the sweet spots were, dishes ended up dirtier. She couldn’t entrust the chore to her thirteen year old, Howard, or her nine year old, Mina. Although, the daughter was more reliable than her son.

Cooking and cleaning hadn’t gotten easier after her husband’s death. Tasks reminding her of her love’s absence required extra effort. Tears made the housework easier. Hadn’t she had cried them long enough, according to conventional wisdom?

Tracy opened herself to a new relationship, but dates felt like adultery, and get togethers with friends and an extra friend felt like nothing at all. She pined for her one true love. Maybe she always would. So be it. There were dishes to wash. She poured the soup, closed the hatch, latched it, and spun the dial.

The machine gurgled to life as water galloped through an orifice choked with mineral deposits. The pump groaned and shuddered. The spray holes were harpies screeching dizzily from clunking blades.

[F] I had sex with crushes roommate/landlord [M] crush now FWB wants everything from that night been reluctant to share

I won’t be uploading entire videos but he found out that I let his landlord record it and he NEEDS to see them. They are all in the dark and bits and pieces he was too busy with me I guess to record anything well. Just thought to share some bits with you guys since I felt I owe a conclusion of sorts to that night and all. Enjoy https://imgur.com/a/rf4gw

Powerless [str8] [MF] [Mdom] [oral]

The storm was savage, rain was hitting the window and coming down in sheets. Lightning lit up the sky, illuminating the backyard as bright as midday and the thunder growled, rumbling in my stomach. The lights flickered again for the third time in the last half hour, struggling to stay on.

I placed the last dish in the drying rack and dried my hands. I sighed opening the oven, my hair blew back in a hot breeze and my necklace burned against my skin. The temperature on the roast said it was done, even more so than the last time I checked it.

I took a small sip of wine and rolled it around in my mouth, coating my tongue with the taste of it before swallowing and checked my phone, still no messages. I would have expected to hear back by now. In this storm my husband should have stayed at work instead of driving home, but had said that he’s driven in worse and he would be home in time for our show, he wasn’t. Our show has been over for an hour and I haven’t heard from him.

[Group] I and Lucy went to France: Jacuzzi sex with our friends.

Hello Reddit, it’s been a while! I know you have all been following my girlfriend’s stories with interest. Here I am going to write about our new year’s eve. I will not describe once again in detail how we and our friends look like (see her posts at /u/lucy_isnotmyname for more info) but here are short descriptions:

This year it was 2 couples (me and Lucy, Trale and Gima) and two more friends.
Me: tall, fit, Mediterranean looking.
Lucy: a bit curvy (definitely not chubby), blonde / blue eyes, great tits.
Trale: a bit overweight, cute face and lots of muscles (he plays rugby)
Gima: short, skinny, nice boobs, sexy face.

The other two friends were never mentioned before so I will tell a bit more about them: one is Mugi, she is 35, Japanese (though she lives in Europe). Mugi has a great body, especially for her age, though she has small boobs. She has short black hair, and overall looks very similar to [this girl](https://www.pornpics.com/galleries/cuddly-asian-milf-mayumi-iihara-has-some-pussy-fingering-fun-after-bath/), though Mugi has a small bush down there. Then there was Shin, another Japanese, and colleague of Mugi (they are both ex-colleagues of Lucy). Shin is short, slim, with black hair. He is very shy, but was fun nonetheless.