Spanked by mommy. [MF, punishment]

My mother would spank me as a child but nowhere near as much as I my mother did. There were several times throughout elementary school in which she did but there were a good few years in which she didn’t, until I reached the end the final year of middle school and tested her limits soundly.
At this point I ran away from home because I was fed up with her and the rest of my family, feeling misunderstood and never having felt as though I belonged with them, I figured I’d rather start a completely new life on my own, even if it means having to leave everyone and everything behind. I remember just wanting to slit my wrists so badly.
By the time nightfall came my efforts proved futile and so I headed back home after being gone for an entire with no word to anyone.

When I made it home there was no one there. The tv was on as were the lights; I found it strange no one was there, though I figured they were searching for me so they’d be back soon.

And alas, they arrived.

Spanked by daddy. [MM, punishment]

When I was a child my parents would spank me ruthlessly. Anytime I displeased them, especially my father, they’d call me to a room, make me bend over and proceed to spank my ass.
My father was especially notorious for it, spanking us no matter how minor the offense. He was a child in regulating his emotions but nothing anyone ever said could get through to him. He believed himself righteous and so he’s never changed.

One day, after my report from school had shown I’m failing each and every one of my classes he felt the need to discipline me, despite never having finished school himself, and even to this day struggling with elementary level math, but I digress.
He had sat somberly in his living room with a few of his sisters with whom he was contemplating my punishment and they were all in agreement despite the rarity of my pleasant mood that I need to get my ass SPANKED.

He called me to his room and though tears were already starting well in my eyes there was something hot which washed over me, a little voice appearing in the back of my head, whispering to me,
“If he’s gonna spank me over anything then I may as well ENJOY it!”

The Ride Share Pt 1 [FF, Oral, Public]

This was her first time trying this. She stood on the wet sidewalk, watching the tiny car move along the path in her direction as she waited to be picked up, and all the while, the closer the car got, the bigger the butterflies in her stomach became.

I can’t believe I’m doing this, she thought to herself. It’s been a while since she had a real date, let alone an intimate moment with another person. She’d tried all the other apps and dating websites, but every single one would either fall through or she’d be stood up all together. She was over it and needed to let loose, and to her luck, a co-worker had recommended the “ride share app.”

“Imagine Tinder meets Uber. No shitty date, no chance of being stood up, and no stalker creeps knowing where you live after.” So being in her months long dry spell, she thought, why the hell not give it a go?

Discovering another couples kinky side leads to an unforgettable First Foursome! [Group]

This story is intentionally very long. I’ve tried to include the full setup, so readers can appreciate the ‘soft’ swap ending. If uninterested, readers can skip ahead to **The part with the vicious tease** or **The part when we all finally get naked.**

*My wife and I are your average suburbanites- kids, dog, house and all of that. We are both in our mid-thirties. I’m white, average build, about six feet tall. Mrs is mixed Asian and Native American. She’s got light brown skin, long black hair and is on the thicker side of average- she has small, perky breasts and a big butt.*

*I’d also like to introduce our friends, the Bees. Mrs Bee, whom I’ll call Caitlin, is of mixed white Egyptian and Latina descent. She’s very petite, with short curly hair, beautiful brown skin and killer dark brown eyes. Her husband, Ryan is white, about 5’9” with an average build.*

This story is a throwback (and rewrite/repost) to almost three years ago. Mrs Ordinary and I had been fortunate to reignite our fire, in a manner of speaking. It had been snuffed out for serval bad years by the day-to-day stressors of being working parents.

[MMF] [wife] [voy] [ws] [reluc] DONNA, MY WIFE, MY SLUT – A husband wants to see wife fucked by other men. He gets her drunk and it goes a lot further than his wife could have ever imagined…

A husband wants to see wife fucked by other men. He gets her drunk and it goes a lot further than his wife could have ever imagined…

I have been married to my wife Donna for over ten years. We have 2 children and love each other very much. We didn’t have sex until our wedding night and the sex has been very good ever since. I, however, have always wanted to see her fuck and suck other men. Maybe this is because she is such a goody-two-shoes wife and good mother.  

As most men know there is something about a housewife/mother being slutty that turns them on. I am no exception. I have been trying to get Donna to do this for the past several years. She will have none of it.  

Morally she is a good person and thinks that all sex should be between husband and wife. I believe this too, but my desires tell me otherwise.  

I finally convinced her to be a bit slutty when it was just us. She agreed and the deal was she would dress sexy and we would go out to a nightclub (which we’d never gone to before by the way) and do some dancing.

My first simultaneous orgasm, and the first time I tried anal [MF]

Five years ago, I was in the unfortunate situation of having broken up with my girlfriend, but still living out the lease together. Yikes, I know. So I did my best to get out of the house as often as I could. One prong of this approach was to post and respond on the r4r subreddits: /r/dirtyr4r, /r/BaltimoreAndDCr4r, even /r/Troll4Troll. Yes, there is such a subreddit, which I only found through using the somehow then-working search function and looking for “f4m” and “VA” or “DC”. It was there that I found the (long since deleted) post that described a 27 year old woman who was traveling for work and would be in town for a week and was looking for a date. I messaged her and described myself, a 25 year old 5’10 athletic guy with brown hair and a beard, a lot of chest hair, and some tattoos. I included a picture and listed a few interests, but didn’t get my hopes up– internet personals aren’t known for their high response rate.

[M/s] [Incest] Oedipus Milf Club Chapter 01 – Sandy’s Awakening

*Hey guys! I wanted to focus on MILFs in this series, cos mommy needs some love too! Recently it came to my attention that there’s a lot of onlyfans links popping up all over the place. Obviously that’s not what we’re about. We just want to find fans who enjoy our writing and consider supporting us. Amy & Lia*

**[M/s] [Incest] Oedipus Milf Club Chapter 01 – Sandy’s Awakening**

A fresh start. That was what this was all about.

Mom and I, we upped and left my deadbeat of a father and relocated halfway across the country. And now we ended up in an apartment complex.

Mom told me that the place wasn’t cheap to rent, but considering that we made do with so little already- by leaving Dad and his gambling problems behind, Mom had enough for us to get by. It was an act of kindness really.

No matter how much she begged him to change his ways, it fell on deaf ears.

Mom worked as a bank clerk and a promotion opened up at another branch. She jumped at the chance and the hardest part for her was coming to me with the plan.

[M/s] [Incest] Oedipus Milf Club Chapter 01 – Sandy’s Awakening

*Hey guys! I wanted to focus on MILFs in this series, cos mommy needs some love too! Recently it came to my attention that there’s a lot of onlyfans links popping up all over the place. Obviously that’s not what we’re about. We just want to find fans who enjoy our writing and consider supporting us. Amy & Lia*

**[M/s] [Incest] Oedipus Milf Club Chapter 01 – Sandy’s Awakening**

A fresh start. That was what this was all about.

Mom and I, we upped and left my deadbeat of a father and relocated halfway across the country. And now we ended up in an apartment complex.

Mom told me that the place wasn’t cheap to rent, but considering that we made do with so little already- by leaving Dad and his gambling problems behind, Mom had enough for us to get by. It was an act of kindness really.

No matter how much she begged him to change his ways, it fell on deaf ears.

Mom worked as a bank clerk and a promotion opened up at another branch. She jumped at the chance and the hardest part for her was coming to me with the plan.

[MF] How I overcame my anxiety and gave in to my girlfriend’s exhibitionism (long)

A little background before we get to the good stuff, I (22M at the time) grew up in a very religious, very sexually repressed household. That at least partially (the religion, not just the repression) contributed to my lifelong struggle with depression and anxiety. To this day the anxiety can still inhibit my performance in the bedroom, but this is a story about one time a few years back when I let go of my inhibitions with the lovely lady (25F at the time) who helped me work through them.

I know the backstory will be a little long, so for those of you who want to skip to the good stuff, scroll to the second —– break.

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When I met her (we worked together, I’d been there for a while when she was hired,) I wasn’t at my best. I was depressed, miserable at work with management that mistreated me badly, still getting over the messy end of a “thing” with another girl that I wouldn’t say counted as a proper relationship, and struggling with my physical health on top of all that.

[M]y time with Rachel [F]

This is a new account which I’ve created purely to give a window into my past. Hope you enjoy the read

**EDIT** : I knew it would be long, Jesus, didn’t realise quite how long. This is part 1, there’s an amazing part 2 if anyone is interested.

A few years back, I broke up from my wife and moved to north Manchester. The house was a beautiful farm house, with my nearest neighbours a good 500meters away.

I was 34 at the time, 6ft 3, in the best shape I’ve been, by no means a cover model, but a good figure, shaved head and stubble. Anyway, I was a consultant in IT at the time, so I would be sent to help out clients when needed.

I had been sent to reading on an 8 week deployment, I travelled home at weekend, and I’d usually spend 3-4 days in the clients office.

After my first week, I felt like I needed to get out, meet someone and just be able to have a laugh hopefully with a beautiful lady. By this time it was Wednesday in my second week at the client. Being single at the time, I opened up plenty of fish and the first contact near was a lady named Rachel.