The bar[m]aid and the beach [f]un

So I’ve recently been on holiday. Due to Covid, my family and I took a trip to Cornwall, UK. Those who have been know that it’s beautiful and dotted with surf beaches and coves that are quite picturesque. As a 38 yr old male with a wife and two kids it’s quite idyllic. I keep myself in shape and enjoy the gym regularly. My wife enjoys my physique and that I take care of myself without being too over the top. I’m decent enough looking and always enjoy a chat and banter with those who are up for it.

So there we were one evening enjoying a pub meal. One of the kids made a mess of the pair of them and my wife headed off in to bathroom to sort them out.

I found myself at the table aimlessly staring in to the middle distance. Only my middle distance became the bar maid, cleaning the next table over. It was accidental and I had no idea I was staining until she approached me.

I [M] 30 fuck a married woman [F] 27 from Reddit and fucked in an Air B&B she was cleaning

This is the second meet of my naughty Reddit affair. To update of if you haven’t read our first encounter. She is a married woman who contacted me from Reddit. We are now meeting as regularly as we can as her husband can not satisfy her the way I can. They are not my words but hers.
For work, she is a cleaner mainly cleaning Air B & B’s which is highly convenient for us as we get to fuck in many different places but also in her marital bed. But that’s another story for another day.
She lives and works in a large town in the north of England and I live about 45mins from there too. One day we arranged to meet when she was cleaning one of the Air B & B’s. It happened to be a very small shepherds hut dead in the city centre.
There was a large coded gate coming straight off a busy high street. Lots of people walking around in the warm spring and due to the covid restrictions being lifted recently was busier than normal.
I slowly drive through the large automatic gates. people noisily peering in wondering where it leads. Yet they have no clue at the end of the short drive sits two small shepherd huts. One containing my naughty little slut ready and keen to take her new favourite cock.
I quickly check my phone before I intend on leaving my work truck. To my delight, she has sent me some naughty pictures of what is awaiting me. Her on her knees in a sexy french maids outfit. Something which she didn’t tell me about but ow my what a nice surprise. I push my now hard cock down in an attempt to conceal the large bulge in my work trousers but to no avail. I make the short walk to the entrance of the hut. It’s like an old fashioned caravan. Built out of wood and on wheels, it has a couple of steps leading to the door which is on the end. I open the door, there she is looking up at me on her knees. I slam the door behind me and frantically lock it. Then take two steps forward.
I pull off my shirt, while doing so I feel her stroke my bulge and undo my top button. Then my fly. she is kissing my abs then begins to pull down my boxers for my cock to spring out.
Looking up at me she firmly grabs the base, telling me “This big hard cock is so much better than my husbands” Before sliding her lips around it all while not breaking eye contact. Her mouth feels so warm and wet as she struggles to suck the full length. I begin to caress their huge soft breasts and nipples barely being held in her skimpy french maid outfit. Suddenly she comes to her feet. Kissing me hard. Begin 6’2 I tower over her. I puller her in tight taking 2 steps further in the tiny space before breaking contact with her lips.
She lovely looks up at me and begs “Fuck me, hard daddy”. A name which she calls me when she is really horny. She mounts the small bed on all 4s presenting her pussy and ass hole for me. She is soaking wet and ready for my cock I can see. I spank her hard once leaving a handprint across her gorgeous ass cheek before sliding my hard cock inside her pussy. She is so wet and instantly feels cocooned in her soaking tight pussy. We both moan in ecstasy with the feeling of the first slide in. She begs for “Daddys cock hard” and I can’t refuse my little slut. Especially because her husband isn’t up to the job. I grab a fist full of her hair and begin slamming my cock deep inside her. Sounds of her moans of pleasure and cries for daddy alongside the slapping of my hips on her ars reverberate through the thing wooden walls and flood the nearby bustling street.
Yet she still wants it harder. I am both shocked and turned on but I gain up the pace and power of each thrust as she begins to tell me “DONT STOP”. My thrusts have become so hard the whole hut is rocking but I can’t stop now. we are both on the edge of climax. Suddenly she goes quiet and holds her breath for a long moment. All that can be heard is the slapping of my hips and her ass. Which is broken by a moan of pure joy as I feel her pussy clench in orgasm over my cock. The feeling drives me over the edge and my cock begins to pump my thick load deep inside her.
We both collapse out of breath in a post cum glow. We snuggle together on the tiny bed silent apart from our heavy gasps for air. We both become aware of the noisy street. being able to hear snippets of conversations. I mention that they must have been able to hear and we both laugh.
30 mins or so pass and I’m hard again but running out of time. She asks if she can watch me jerk myself off which I gladly oblige. Before it, all becomes too much for her and she takes me back into her mouth. Tasting herself on my cock she hungrily sucks hard and fast making me on the verge of cuming faster than before. She asks me to finish on her face and tits which I gladly do.
Leaving the Sheppard hut I slowly drive out noticing everyone’s eyes on me. Perhaps it was the warm red face that gave it away. Or more than likely the loud noises.

I [F] had a threesome with a client [M] and his wife [F] – [FMF]

I was working with a client on a project, late nights and all. You know the whole “one thing led to another” situation

One night, my client (let’s call him Mr Jay) called me over for dinner at his home to meet his wife and kids. It was a good dinner and it was nice meeting the family. After dinner, his wife asked me if I wanted to have wine at their basement cellar ( and I’ve never been to a wine cellar) so I said yes. Mrs Jay told Mr Jay to make sure the kids wash up and get to bed.

The Cuckolding Game (Feeding the cuck Part 1)

Click clack click clack

The echoes of my heels reverberated through the quiet neighborhood as I walked towards his house. The lighting from his living room cast a soft invitation to come closer.

I paused briefly to send a text to boy, “I’m here and I’m safe.”

“Hehe, enjoy, Madam,” he responded, followed by a cute emoji. I put my phone away and continued walking.

Click clack click clack

I saw T get up from the couch to greet me.

“I could hear you coming,” he said gently with a grin on his face.

“Hehe I definitely enjoy making an entrance,” I flirted.

As I removed my shoes, I felt him inspecting my outfit, which was a black low-cut blouse that billowed freely around me, paired with mesh black leggings. I made sure to angle myself so he could see I wasn’t wearing a bra.

“You look great…I really love this top on you, but you make everything look good haha.”

“Ooo I’m glad you like it, I picked it with you in mind! Besides, clothing doesn’t have to be boring.” I wrapped my arms around his neck to look up at him as he reached through the front of my blouse to grab my breasts.

Fresh out of the shower [MF]

I walk out of a fresh shower, damp but not too wet. Grab a drink and enter my study to sit down by the fire to dry. A few moments passed by, my muscles relax, and the warmth begins to dry my body. She walks in the doorway, duster in hand, wearing a maid outfit with a short skirt and long stockings. “Do you want this room cleaned at the moment?” she asks, with an obvious ulterior motive. Being in a very relaxed state, I wave her in with a gentle nod and sip on my whiskey. She starts dusting, making sure to get up high and down low, making sure that I can see she isn’t wearing anything underneath.

She steps just out of my view, using one hand to dust and the other to feel herself, holding back a soft moan. I lazily turn to look at her, she removes her hand coyly, to feign innocence. I am still naked and she can see that I am no longer soft. It is growing but not fully hard. Her eyes widen with delight, only to turn quickly away as if that isn’t exactly what she wants.

“Tom and I.” Pt 2. [FM] Extra-Marital Sex.

*Preface: Thanks so much to anyone who liked Part 1! I was going to leave the writing for tonight but I had so much fun :-). This one is a little longer than the first but I hope it is enjoyable to read!*

Part 1 available here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/nt98jt/tom_and_i_f_caught_risky_masturbation/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

(*Vague backstory: The character is married to a man named Graham who she is in an unhappy relationship with. She has been having sexual fantasies about Graham’s coworker Tom, who in the last part caught her masturbating in a car and fantasising about him.*)

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*TOM AND I*

“Tom?”

I could tell by his face he was holding back a big laugh. He had this knowing little smirk playing across his lips, as though he’d been privy to the exact knowledge of what I’d been masturbating about. I saw his hand grip the door as though he was going to open it, while I sheepishly pulled my skirt back up.

“Having a pleasant evening?” He said loudly through the glass, with that big zany grin crossing his face again like the first evening I met him. I tried not to shudder with the embarrassment.

Aunt Maya | Maya Aunty Part 6

[Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nmk63z/aunt_maya_part_5/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Few minutes into the night, she turned towards me and put a leg on top on mine, her pussy was right at my dick. Her dress was at her hips exposing all of her lower body, one of the boobs popped out, I caressed her bare butt and kissed her boobs. The dress was a nuisance, didn’t serve any purpose, so i removed it and threw it on the floor. We were now both naked, I hugged her tight skin to skin, & rubbed my dick on her pussy for few moments, she didn’t respond actively so I just hugged her and shut my eyes, with my dick just a little bit in her.

Next morning I woke and found myself alone in her bed, it might have been little after 7:30. The room was bright with day light, I loved the setting of the room, spacious, clean and had a warm and cozy feel to it. I scooted up and sat on the bed resting against the head-board. I was browsing my phone and Maya walked into the room with tea for me and a coffee for her self. She gave me the tea with a smile and ‘Good morning’ greeting. She was in a black skirt and light blue plain shirt, the shirt was well ironed and formal, the skirt was short, somewhat casual and simple, her hair was let loose but well brushed and straight. She went to her work desk and settled on the chair, turned the chair/herself towards me as she had her coffee.

That time I made him squeal [MF] [oral]

We were 2 or 3 months into our relationship and still getting to know each others likes and dislikes in bed. Previous relationships had been a bit vanilla for both of us so there was a lot to explore together. There was always an incredible level of comfort and the chemistry between us was amazing.

So one night I took a break from having his rock hard cock in my mouth and asked if I could run my tongue lower down to his ass. He agreed so I slowly let my tongue trace from the tip of cock, down the shaft and slowly over his balls until it found his ass. I ran my tongue around the rim of his asshole and kissed it. I asked if it felt okay and if I could keep going, I took his moan as a yes. So I let my tongue run circles around his asshole and then slid my long tongue deep up into him. He moaned my name so loud. I kept my tongue deep up in him until he begged me to suck his cock again.

A Cucks Consensual Downfall: Big Dick Privileges (Part 6)

Nearly a week had passed from where we last left off. You remember right? The Skype call? The call where Ben made Emily and Sam his own persona slaves. The call where Ben made them write degrading names on each other. The call where Emily and Sam were both on their knees for Ben. Yeah, that call. Well, things had pretty much continued on the same avenue. Sam was still locked up in his cage. It was almost as if Emily didn’t care anymore. She wore the keys to the lock around her neck as if it were just a normal necklace. Every day Sam would ask “can I be let out now?”. To which Emily would respond with a sharp and simple “nope” along with a mean grin on her face. It was fair to say she’d gotten more drawn into the dynamic than herself or Sam had ever imagined. And things weren’t going to slow down either…

“Hey, cuck” Emily said casually to Sam as she sat beside him on the sofa with a bright smile. She hadn’t forgotten his new name. And rightly so, he really was a cuck.

[MF] The Saga of Sally (Part 1) – Cum-Stained Jeans

(To address the elephant in the room some of you may remember this story. I posted these last years and people enjoyed them. Unfortunately due to a near miss about someone recognizing me I deleted all my posts. However it wasn’t this series that worried me but the one I posted before hand, which I won’t be reposting and I ask anyone who remember it not to mention. But a year has passed and I’m going to repost the Saga of Sally along with some new stories whenever the mood strikes. I hope you enjoy!)

I’m coming up to forty now, a married man with a happy family. But throughout my first year and a half at college I had gotten a bit of a reputation for chasing after a specific type of girl. I wanted leggy, toned, slim girls with tanned skin, and if they came with an accent all the better but I was happy to live with American girls who fitted the bill. I had a few serious, short relationships but mostly I just fucked around. One of those serious relationships was with Marie though. She was from an Italian-American family. I don’t have any great stories from Marie because it was all missionary quickies in my dorm whenever we had the time, her skirt hitched up around her waist, her panties hanging off an ankle. She had a great body though and she kept herself so tight and toned by playing a lot of sport, mostly volleyball and soccer. Another member of that team was Sally.