Seducing My Mother in Law – The Continuing Adventure [MF] Part 1

Okay, I’m going to be updating everything that happens with my MIL and posting it in parts as this adventure continues. You all are right here at the very beginning and along with me for the ride, whichever way it may go. I’m looking forward to comments, suggestions, and any replies that may be beneficial.

A bit of backstory: My mother in law is 60 and extremely hot to be that age. She has short brown hair, 36DD tits, and a thick backside. To be clear, I don’t have a fetish for older women, grannies, etc…. but there’s something about her specifically that must have created this desire. I’ve waited around a year and three months since her husband passed, as to not come onto her too soon or seem too aggressive. My thought process leans towards the need to be a bit gentle and never too straight forward. As for my wife, our relationship is fine but everything has become pretty much boring at this point for the both of us, it’s just kinda like going through the motions day after day.

Giving into the urge [MM]

I had moved to a new city and my sex life mostly revolved around tinder dates. After multiple hookups with women who failed to satisfy me I got that feeling that I thought I had moved past. I gave into the urge and set up a Grindr account just to satisfy my curiosity. I had tonnes of creepy guys message me and most of the time I would just ignore them. One day I was playing with my self and opened up the app to find a message that was quite polite so I started chatting with Andrew. He claimed to be Bi and was open to hanging out and just seeing what happened. He wasn’t pushy at all about it and we talked for a few more days. Eventually we exchanged some pictures which became sexual pictures very quick. As soon as I saw him I was done, I threw my inhibition out the window and drove to his house. He opened the door and I was surprised by how much shorter than me he was. He handed me a beer and we talked about videogames for a while before he asked if I wanted to go lay on his bed. I nervously agreed not sure what he was expecting. He handed me his laptop and suggested I show him some porn I like. I brought up some lesbian scenes for a while and he sat next to me. His bulge growing in his pants. I was still quiet nervous and only sporting a half chub when he reached over and grabbed my cock through my pants. I gasped and my cock twitched through my pants. He leaned in close to my ear and asked if I was enjoying it while he stroked me through my pants. I couldnt help but moan a weak yes as Andrew bit my earlobe and told me to take off my clothes. We both stripped and I got to see just how shredded he was. I also got to see how massive his cock was. I’m definitely above average and his girth was much bigger than mine. I slowly reached over and wrapped my hand around it and I could barely hold it in one hand. He moaned heavily as I moved my hand up and down. He then told me that he wanted to watch something guy on guy so he put on something else, we continued stroking each other, he quickly came all over himself while watching me but was somehow still hard. He pushed my hand away and started focusing on me. I rarely cum from hand jobs but it was different having a man who knows what to do massaging my balls and stroking my shaft, adding lube appropriately. Eventually I felt myself nearing the edge and my cum exploded all over my chest. I collapsed back as my hips bucked and I moaned loudly. He laughed and bit my neck. At this point I felt embarrassed since I was no longer horny. I asked for a towel to clean up and went to the bathroom. When I returned he was still naked, his dick rock hard, laying on the bed. I started to gather my clothes when he grabbed my hand and pulled me on top of him. Our cocks rubbed each other and my balls ached as I felt my cock stiffen again. He kissed me which made me feel weird then pushed my head down his body. I knew what he wanted but I wasn’t sure I was quite ready for it until his lube covered cock brushed my cheek and lips. I stated at it apprehensively a inch from my lips, I felt my mouth water and my cock stand at full mast. Before I could make a decision Andrew made it for me and grabbed the back of my Head, pushing his cock into my mouth. I gasped and resisted at first but there was no point. As soon as it reached the back of my mouth my hand was on my cock and I started bobbing on his. Realizing how much I enjoyed it. He moaned and fucked my mouth gently for a while. After sucking what I could for a few minutes I popped his cock out of my mouth and said “I thought we were just jerking off”, he smiled smugly and responded “I thought so too, but you clearly want this”, he was right, I was loving it, any straight thoughts left my head and I just enjoyed pleasuring this man’s cock while touching myself. Eventually he came when I was jerking him and he coated my neck and chest with more cum. I stood up, aroused, confused, and excited all at once, he wiped me clean with a towel then grabbed my cock and whispered in my ear that he wanted to return the favour. At this point I was just ready to go home and process the events that transpired. It would not be the last time Andrew convinced me to play with men again.

[MF] Becoming my Landlord’s Pet (Part Seventeen)

[Your messages have been heard loud and clear. I deeply apologize for taking so long so update, everything has been a whirlwind but I’ve always had outlines and paragraphs done as Michelle and I continue to play and explore, just never the time to put them all together and edit it down. I hope you enjoy!]

Chapter Seventeen

The next morning Michelle arrived and locked me away while I was still half asleep and sprawled out in my bed. I fell back asleep the moment she left, her soft kiss upon my forehead lingered for what felt like hours. It seemed as if this started as a strange partnership but was now turning towards a friendship with a relationship marinade. That kiss was different. My cock was still the same.

I woke late, her text teasing me about being a *sleepy head* and how worn out I was (thank God I had the day off). I read the note again, instantly intrigued about this client of hers and going out dressed. That was a huge step, and a big fantasy. I texted her good morning and asked a few questions about her make up artist friend.

Creature of the night [FM]

Stacy was a creature of the night, a party girl when she was still full of energy and a gloomy beauty full of contrasts once she cooled down and became tired. She was the only person who could bring Daniel to go to a party, to dance and suffer the insanely loud music when he absolutely hated all of that. He wasn’t a fan of clubs, the flashing lights and the depressing loneliness in the faces of everyone around him, but at her side it became something else. A workout after a long day, an extensive foreplay for the sex they never had or needed but with the long talks deep into the night and getting drunk together.

They were neighbors and had first met when she moved in and he had accepted her invitation despite knowing he wasn’t going to enjoy it, then miraculously enjoyed it. For a while he had been really unsure about her, thinking she was probably just allowing him to tag along but eventually it had become clear that despite their differences they liked, even needed each other to stay sane.

[M]y Passionate Drunken [F]uck Up with a Girl from the Bar [Cheating]

I posted my first story yesterday. I thought it would be my only one, but I had a lot of fun writing it, so I figured I’d get another one out. Sorry, this is the one where you find out I can be a shitty person. I’m not proud of this one but it makes for a decent story.

A handful of years ago I was at a weird place in my life. I had managed to peal myself out of a short bout of depression by majorly changing my daily habits and lifestyle. Gym, nofap, forcing myself out of my comfort zone, etc. Over a period of 6 months they had a profound impact on my life. I landed a new, much more fulfilling job, and I was connecting with people as I never had before. Everything was going well for me and I had endless energy. Working a 60+ hr week was easy and I still had energy to party on the weekends. I was in my mid-twenties.

I enjoyed this time but looking back I see how the success went to my head a bit. I was neglecting my relationship in favor of the new career and the lifestyle that came with it. We had a work hard, party hard culture at the office.

New Jack (1 – 2)

This is my first attempt at erotica. I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Jack dropped the box with a finality that he felt adequately expressed how sick of moving he was. It was the last box, one of the heavy ones containing books he couldn’t bear to part with. Most of his other possessions and accoutrement of the past 13 years of his life had either had been offloaded through a garage sales and outright donations to homeless shelters. He had split from his wife, Amanda, amicably enough: she had abruptly decided to start fucking her coach at the gym and, hey, who was he to stop her. Their sex life had gotten stale over the years and, if he were honest with himself, he would miss her body but wasn’t too fussed about losing her as a person. They had simply grown apart and maybe it was just inertia that had kept them together anyway.

Empty Roads [FSolo][Masturbation][Outdoors]

Freedom meant different things to different people, some equalled it to monetary success and others to power.

To Helen nothing was more pure than an empty road at night, asphalt under her wheels and wind creeping through her helmet. Being far past a healthy bedtime, every burden on her mind left behind and nothing keeping her from doing what she loved.

A twist on the throttle catapulted her forwards, out into the unknown emptiness. She loved crossing these wild borderlands between the cities and rural areas where no people lived or worked, road maintenance crews being the only that ever set foot onto these stretches of asphalt.

If she felt like stopping right in the middle of the road with her lights switched off there was a reasonable chance she’d survive, the last time she had seen any other traffic had been close to half an hour ago. Still she settled for a break on the side of the road, slowly rolling to a stop on the loose gravel that offered as much grip as a cube of ice. She managed to stop with the rubber side still down, kicked down the stand, hung her helmet from the bars and got out of the saddle to stretch her aching muscles.

[M]y Teen [F][F]antasy Come True [18]

My relationship is in a bit of a lull right now and being an adult is hard, so I’ve been reminiscing about past adventures. This one takes us all the way back to high school. It was right around graduation. The weather was beautiful. I was 18, had my own car, and was fresh out of a mediocre relationship. The world was mine for the taking. Many fond memories for sure.

I was 6 feet tall and a fit 170 pounds at the time. I had a couple girlfriends in high school which had boosted my confidence, but I was still not all that assertive or forward. To this point I had done everything except had actual sex which was my own fault for timing my breakups poorly. Oh how I wish I could go back to this night with the experience I have now.

It was getting late on a Friday night and I had to work my part time job first thing in the morning. I promised myself just one more round of Call of Duty, then it was time to get some sleep. Sometime during the round my new flip phone vibrated. After the round I stayed in the lobby – just one more game. I checked my phone and was pleasantly surprised to see who it was.

Chapter 2: Alison[Romance][Fiction]

Jackson stood leaning against the sofa with a glass of wine in his hand, his fingers gently covering the edge of the glass  something he always did when he felt impatient.

Ryan approached him with a sycophantic smile. ¨Sir, I sent someone over to check on her and they have assured me that she will be here. Perhaps we should start without her?〃

Jackson glanced over and then closed his eyes without saying anything, the soft light casting a shadow onto his handsome face. There was an air of tension in the room, and the colleagues around him were all in a cold sweat.

The party to celebrate Bass Towerˇs anniversary had already been delayed for more than an hour, and all because of one woman. A fact sure to be a source of great amusement later on to the various directors that dumbly sat there.

Inwardly, Ryan was feeling gloomy, wondering if he and Ann were ever going to get on.

¨Ann has arrived!〃

Mikeˇs shouting drew everyoneˇs attention and they all looked over at Ann, who was just entering the room.

A waiter eagerly opened the door and she walked casually in.

Avenging Desire [MF] [exh]

The wait was almost over. The day that fans of Marvel and superhero movies had been waiting for had finally arrived. “Avengers: Infinity War” was set to release and fans of all kinds had lined up outside the MaxCinema IMAX theater for the midnight showing.

Michelle Meyers considered herself one of those fans. In fact, she considered herself a bigger fan than 90 percent of those waiting in line, thinking they could get away with not pre-ordering tickets two weeks ahead of time. A few days ago, she would’ve laughed at them for their lack of foresight. Now, if they knew her current predicament, they’d probably be laughing at her.

“The biggest movie premier of my life,” Michelle mused as she sat on the hood of her car, “and fate finds a way to make it harder for me… and break my heart, in the process.”

Muttering a string of curses to herself, she looked away from the crowd and checked her phone. She had a little more than an hour before the midnight premier of the movie. She should’ve been more excited than any sane woman should for a movie premier. It was the cinematic event of a lifetime and Michelle thought she’d prepared for it, even going so far as to get a Black Widow costume.