I Cheated with the Babysitter [Str8] [M/f] [Cheating] [Age gap]

**Author’s note:** Hi everyone, I really appreciate you taking the time to read my story! I know it’s not perfect and I still have lots of room for improvement as a writer, but I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope you have as much fun reading it! I’d love to hear any feedback. Enjoy the story!

With Love,

Indigo.

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Two years ago my wife and I set a goal to have one date night, every week. So every Saturday, we’d get dressed, go some place nice, have a great time, and then almost always finish the night with intimate and passionate sex. It was perfect. We decided to start the tradition because our relationship was beginning to go stale and we needed something to freshen it up, but that’s bound to happen when you’ve been married as long as the missus and I have and also have three young children.

Mormon – first time anal with wife while stoned [MF]

I wrote up this account a few months back for a tumblr post, but I’ve been lurking here for a while and thought it might be enjoyed here.

My wife and I (both 30 yrs old) were both raised in the LDS (Mormon) church, and we were strong believers, following all the rules. Making out was the only allowed sexual activity before marriage, so that’s all we ever did (I never so much as fondled her tits, or saw them in all their naked splendor) Within the last year we’ve left the church after a long struggle of searching for truth and the devastating loss of our faith, feeling betrayed by being told half-truths all our lives, and finding out some things had been straight up covered-up. It was a slow process of leaving church culture and exploring the forbidden. It started with brunch on Sundays and buying sexy underwear. Despite no longer believing, it still took us a while to venture into some of the bigger no-nos, like drinking or bringing porn into the bedroom. Religious dogma is a bitch.

Birthday threesome with my friend and her bf [FFM]

OK so since I’ve been asked about it a heap I’m going to share another story of mine.

To set the scene. I’m 6ft, pale with black hair, blue eyes, D cups and a nice ass (so I’m told)
My friend Sarah is an inch shorter than me, blue eyed, blonde and with B cups.
Her bf Trent is taller than me, blonde and fairly muscly. We were all 21 at The time.

So Trent had been talking to Sarah about wanting a threesome for ages, and had kept wanting to bring one of his friends into the bedroom, but she had been hesitant and didn’t want to go through with it for the longest time. But since it was going to be his 21st she thought she would give him an even better gift than that. So she asks me about it and I agree (he was really cute) and we get to planning. We ordered matching skimpy body stockings off the internet and got ready for the big day.

[M]elissa and I had [F]un

While working at a gym, i saw a lot of beautiful, gorgeous beings. Skinny, fat, gay, straight, tall, short, you name it. A little background, I used to work the front desk at a popular gym, at various times of the day, and we are located near some of the major banking centers so a lot of professionals come in directly after work (25-40). We’re 24 hours, and I worked the rush hour, people scanning in left and right coming from work, still in their suits and dresses (eventually you’ll catch on to where). So we offer a massage chair service for members with an upgraded service, which people don’t take seriously. Every day, this brown skin, caramel Goddess, who, I’ll name Melissa, is an eligble member. Usually she comes in with a coworkr/friend, PAWG, the loud mouth slutty type, ghetto as ever and can’t keep her shit together but got soul. So every once in a while we’d just lock eyes as i check her in, and man, her eyes were like the perfect shade of brown, don’t stare too long or you’ll get hypnotized. Checking her in was the moment i always look forward to working there after we met each other.

Late Night at the Office, Part 2: Sneak Attack

The next few weeks sped by in a blur of meetings, conference calls, and memos. One in particular reiterated the company’s policy on inter-office romances which made me think that someone else had been there that night. I didn’t see Annie very much over those few weeks, she had been working on other things, but that didn’t stop me from fantasizing about her every chance I got. When we would pass each other, we’d give knowing looks and smile coyly. We wanted each other even more than before, but there was barely any time.

One day, I noticed she wasn’t around and I asked about her to another employee.

“Oh yeah, she called in sick.”

“Sick?” I asked. It was mid-spring and nobody had been sick for months. We had even spoken briefly the day before and there was no indication that she was sick.

“Yeah, I don’t know, man, I think she’s gotta be fucking someone though. She’s always so perky here. I tell ya though, I wish it was me.”

[FM] A visit to Mexico City

I went to Mexico City for some meetings last winter and tried out Bumble for the first time in a foreign city. I’m a fairly attractive, fit guy, but I’m also a little older than most in online dating apps in my early 40s. But I guess in a place like this it’s fine since I had scores of women in that little bar of matches across the top by the first evening.

As expected, only a fraction of them sent a first message. By the first evening I was involved in quite a few English and Spanish conversations. I was in town for a few days and my goals was of course to figure out who was in the “no hookups” category for real and who was just saying it to not be embarrassed when an old friend comes across their profile.

I soon had it narrowed to three attractive women who seemed like they were more, umm, interesting than the rest. With one of them the conversation quickly turned pretty kinky and I could tell that she was the most fun out of the group. Within a couple dozen messages I had learned that she was a very obedient girl behind closed doors and really wanted to please.

Poker Party Favor – Part 1 [Str8, D/s, MF, Tease, Exh)

I dropped the box down on the bed, and motioned for Shy to open it up. She gave me a quizzical look, but didn’t ask any questions before tearing open the top and pulling out a black cocktail dress.

“What is this for?” She finally asked. “Special occasion?”

“Your uniform, well, most of it anyway.” I told her. She continued to look confused, so I explained further. “Poker night starts in about 28 hours. You will be waiting on all of us.”

“Wait just a minute,” she started to say, but barely got that out before I interrupted.

“Kneel. Now.”

Her eyes got wide, but she quickly rolled off of the bed and to her knees in front of me, eyes lowered to the floor. I stroked a hand down the side of her face lovingly, before leaning in and whispering into her ear. “Waiting on us…servicing…the party. Are we clear?”

“Yes Sir.” Shy replied quietly, trying to suppress a smile, mostly successfully.

“Now, that should be perfect, I checked the dress you wore to my last company party. Same designer and everything.” I told her. “Try it on.”

Being a tease at work [MF]

The orange sky hits our office window as its getting dark in the city. Were sitting in our meeting with a client trying to decide whether we will take the case. I thought to myself, why not make this boring meeting interesting. So I take off my heel under the table and start gently stroking his leg with my foot. He notices instantly as he starts studdering as he’s speaking to the client. He glazes over, looking a little angry as its clearly not an appropriate time.

I dont stop there though. I wanna tease his. I want him to want me.

This time I scoot my chair a little closer to his as I am talking to the client and indirectly and subtly saying inappropriate things to my husband. i slowly reach over under the table and start squeezing his cock through his dress pants. he instantly starts growing bigger. I pull my hand away after that one squeeze and give him a little smirk.

Again, he looks angry, but in a sexy way.

Some time later, we greeted the client out our office.. He shut the door, stood there for a second, and turned the lock as he darts my eyes with his.

Holding the [m]oan on the coach [f]rom Paris to London

I recounted this to somebody the other day who wanted to hear about an experience I’d love to repeat. To give some background, I’d just spent a week in Paris with my ex. It was her first time away solo. We’d seen the sights, ate well, and fucked a lot.

On the coach home, in the dead of the night, things spontaneously and somewhat surprisingly got a little hot..

We were no strangers to sex in public after having fucked a few times in a woods near her house, but this was another level.

To set the scene, the lights were off. Its an economy bus, the rows are relatively cramped – just barely enough space to stretch your legs. It was a pretty full coach, with the seats around us full. It was probably 3AM around this point, and everyone around us was fast asleep snoring or dozing. We were cuddled up as much as you can on those seats, with a blanket covering our laps.

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She was obviously horny and started to kiss me, going deep with tongue. I’m getting so turned on. We’re making out so dead quietly, trying not disturb anyone, and slowly I move her hand to my cock under the blanket on my lap.