My Wife Starts Dating

Chapter One

It had been a long wait. But my patience was finally rewarded. Yesterday my wife Lexy had her first “date” with her crush. It went well.

Let me back up a bit. I have been interested in being cheated on ever since I saw my wife flirting with a guy at our wedding.

It was three years ago. She was drunk. She had danced with this guy a couple of times. The they went outside to smoke a cigarette. I was drunk too. I went outside for some fresh air, and I saw them — their heads close together. Laughing. And instead of getting angry, I got really turned on.

I knew I was different then. But I had no idea that there were others like me. But a couple months ago I discovered online on an adultery website that there were other husbands like me. There were men who posted about their wives cheating on them, and they said how much it turned them on. It wasn’t cuckoldry, in the sense that they were not there watching. But nevertheless, they really got into the fact that their wives were out with other guys.

Stupid young mistake [MF] impreg

Ana was Brazilian and she had an exotic look to her that even teenage me knew didn’t come around all the time. She was 18 and slightly older than me by a few months so back then that meant she was the wise experience one.

I had no experience at all with women up to this point in my life, but I had turned a corner and was finally having some game. Not much though. Ana was the lead on just about everything we did.

She was average height, average weight and had long brown hair down half her back with dark eyes. Her legs and ass were tight with a modest set of breasts that she tried to show off whenever she could. She had a free way about her that just said, “I love sex”.

She was a band geek when we were in high school and decided I may be fun to play with. She took my virginity only a week after we became official. (That is not an exciting story to share.)

A couple weeks had gone by since then and it was hard to find alone time. Finally I had the house to myself and invited her over.

One of [M]y Lyft rides became a [F]reaky regular Part 2

So the continuation to my story, so as I was invited in I relieved myself fairly quickly and as I was doing this she had locked eyes on my package, she breezed on by and went straight to her room and waived me on in. I was intrigued on where she would take this, again she was very short and very busty so once again had to grab those lovely breasts of hers. She happily obliged and lifted her shirt and at this point she reached for my cock. I was very hard and noticeable at this point (my shorts never do me any justice) she strokes it lightly and says “someone is up for more then a restroom break”. I say to her “it’s a possibility, what would you like to do?”.

[Horror, Paranomal, Tentacle, Lovecraft] Blue Hill – Hot Flashes

Struggling to my feet I went to the slab, trying to force it open to no avail. I became aware that the room was not entirely dark, there was a faint glow back in the distance, and in its dim light, I saw the shapes of bodies writhing upon the ground. I knew now for sure that these bellowings were of lust and intense pleasure. The bodies were alone, however, with no partners visible and hands busy gripping and clawing at breast and hair.

Then I heard the noise.

A wet slithering came from the shadows, as of great snakes rushing towards me. And when I saw them, I knew snakes were not the cause, but rather something closer to an octopus or cuttlefish. I recoiled as they came, nearly a half-dozen, and fell backwards in shock. The tentacles gripped at my feet with an impressive strength and were quickly at the skin of my calves beneath my pant legs. I felt the same tingle as I had whence my hand brushed the ooze on the wall. It buzzed with a strange heat that was not unpleasant save for the appendage it came from.

The Waitress and the Cop, Part 4 [Mf]

She laid on her back, catching her breath from the tremendous orgasm she just shared with him. He was asking her, more or less, if they were exclusive. As a man who just turned fifty (she overheard another waitress say it was Jim’s birthday yesterday when he drove past the diner), she assumed he was married and though she hated to think of herself as an adulterer, she just longed for James so deeply and so erotically (and now emotionally, too) that she put his real life in the back of her mind and tried not to visit the idea. Before tonight she didn’t know if James was just a romancer in the sack or if he actually started to form a real bond to her. They had, over the weeks, talked a bit here and there about books and movies, favorite local places and foods they like. It was nothing earth shattering to know about someone, but it was something and it was nice just talking with one another. They both had an undeniable crush on the other, clearly physically but also emotionally.

Nicole’s Thong Chapter 3: Combined Nicole’s and Todd’s Stories

*Nicole’s Bedroom: Sunday 03 August 2014 23:07 HRS*

**Nicole**: It is now Sunday night, and I am naked as I type this. God, I am so wet right now from the things I am going to write about that I have to sit on a towel. I was wet and leaking through my white G-String Thursday night when I wrote my story, and the same would be true tonight, except I opted to be totally nude. I have another zip lock bag ready for Todd that has two thongs that are literally floating in pussy juice. There was a huge puddle in the middle of my bed Thursday night after I was done.and I used my towel to soak it up. When I went out of my room to get a new zip-lock baggie, I pushed my tiny G-string all the way into my pussy, and after I wrung my juice from the towel into the bag, I slowly and carefully pulled my G-string out of myself and put it into the baggie as well.

Bad Korra, Prologue: The Spirit Spring [F][Solo] [Posession] [EU] [Legend of Korra]

Korra locked her bedroom door, then she stripped down and sat cross-legged on the small firm bed that was standard for the Air Temple. She straightened her back and closed her eyes, letting her arms rest across her legs. Korra inhaled deep, then slowly let the breath escape. She tried to clear her mind, while avoiding fighting off thoughts. She simply let them come and go. It was a bit more difficult, being that she was so aroused. Dirty thoughts kept springing up before she let them drift away with effort.

Initially, Korra had planned to just lay on her bed and masturbate, but it had been such a peaceful morning that she had opted to try something even better.

Korra’s breath became slow and steady, beginning to keep pace automatically, without effort. The faint sounds from outside her window, and from the temple beyond her door, faded into silence. There was darkness, and the inherent fear of nothingness. Korra took a deeper breath and the fear passed as quickly as it had come. New sounds came to her: the stirring of bushes, the trickle of water. She opened her eyes.

Wine, yoga, and my first anal experience [MF]

I have wanted to share this for years, so I am sorry if this is long.

Its 2015. I am a senior at university in a predominantly female dominated major. My class is small, the program itself is a subset of a larger college and there is myself with 14 young women, all ages 20-24. I was the token guy, however I am straight (some of the girls assumed I was gay in the beginning…just because I was the only guy). Most of the girls were in relationships. There were a few single girls there though. One girl in particular caught my eye from day one; lets call her Cara.

The Femdom Village (4)

Vicky and her subby hubby Adrian had just arrived at the new visitor kiosk at the femdom village. Adrian was ordered to do a physical upon arrival where they would take his fingerprints and photograph his face and naked body. The secretary who took Adrian’s stats was surprised to see he was wearing a cock cage. “That’s the first time that a subby hubby arrives with a chastity belt on. We usually provide outside visitors with one,” she said to Vicky. “He has been in chastity for three weeks, we wanted to spend the weekend in town to continue his training as a subby hubby.” The secretary finished taking the couple’s data and placed the distinctive green collar on Adrian’s neck. “I have a suggestion,” the secretary said kindly to the submissive.