“Wife Swapping During Pregnancy” [Swinging][Pregnant Sex] [Cuckoldry]

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“Here is you coffee, ladies,” I said, setting down two mugs on the table.

“Thanks, hon,” Rachel said, before she went back to gabbing at a breakneck pace.

My wife Rachel was almost eight months pregnant, and her best friend Casey had just moved back from the east coast, so they had plenty to chat about.

“Oh, all the usual complaints,” Rachel said with a sigh. “I feel as big as a rhino. I would murder someone for a glass of reisling.”

They both broke out in laughter.

“But at least the morning sickness has passed,” Rachel added.

Just as I walked out of the room, I heard Rachel say, “But honestly, the worst thing is I’m so damn horny.”

I froze just around the corner in the kitchen.

“Oh yeah? Are you guys still swinging?” Casey asked.

“Not since I got knocked up. First there was the morning sickness. Now I’m as huge as a whale.”

“The only thing huge is those tits of yours. And I thought they were big before!”

Your boyfriend’s father [Str8] [Mf] [reluc] [mdom]

I wrote this as a reply to someone’s request on /r/dirtypenpals. She didn’t reply and deleted her post, but I had fun writing about it and feel it’d be a shame not to share it…
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It’s a quiet Friday night; your previous plans for the evening fell through. You’re sitting alone in your room and you can hear the muffled sound of your parents’ TV coming from downstairs. Your phone buzzes – it’s a text from me.

It’s not the first time I’ve texted you, but usually it’s to get in contact with my son when he’s with you (he never checks his phone). But tonight your BF is in another state, so why am I messaging you now?

We chat for a bit, and it turns out we’re both bored this week with my family’s absence. I ask you about my son, checking in to make sure my son is being a gentleman.

“I hope he’s not being too pushy with you,” I text. “Boys his age can be… demanding.”

No, you say, he’s not like that at all.

“Well now it sounds like you’re complaining!” I joke back. You’re alone in your room looking at your phone, but you blush.

She’s my best friends girl [m] [f]

Ok first off I want to start this by saying me and my wife are swingers but she is only comfortable swinging with our good friends and it has been great and it’s not all the time it’s a special thing that happens maybe once every 9-12 months

Now having said that I enjoy having sex with one of the girls a lot and we both know it’s just sex but the sex is great so we had always texted each other as friends but the texting got more and more flirty and more and more sexually charged until we both kinda admitted what we both wanted now these are friends we hang out with a lot close to every weekend or every other so it went from texts to copping feels when we got a chance

[MF] Anthology! Three short stories about times I got caught in the act

Howdy again! Something happened this morning that I knew I just had to come and share here, but it didn’t seem like enough on its own for a really substantial post. So I decided to bundle it up with a couple other similar instances.

It turns out I’ve been walked in on or otherwise seen by third parties during my uh…couplings…a lot over the years. It’s happened frequently enough that I’m pretty sure I’m subconsciously setting myself up or something, hahah. I’ve begun to realize that I probably have a bit of a voyeuristic/exhibitionist streak; I enjoy watching other people get freaky (*love* that r/gonewildcouples sub), and to an extent I enjoy being watched from time to time. (Before you ask – the wife does *not* share this enthusiasm, so I don’t think we’ll be posting anything of our own anytime soon) Anyway, here you go!

**PART I: BUSTED**

Ema was my first real girlfriend – and as such, she was my first several other things, too. She was more or less my usual type; short, big boobs and ass, a little on the thick side, but played a lot of soccer in high school so in a good way. Dark, curly hair down to her shoulders, big brown eyes and a sweet face. We lost our virginity to each other in the back seat of her car, parked in front of our old high school on New Year’s Eve (another fun story).

[MF] I gave him his first blowjob in a dark, empty hallway.

When I was in my fourth year of uni I moved into a house with a few roommates, and next door, there was a nice, nuclear family. A married couple and their two teenagers. One girl (17) and one boy (18). I caught the boy staring at me sometimes. Usually on my way home from a night out. My roommates and I used to go clubbing a lot, and I usually didn’t return until the early hours of the morning. He was always outside in the morning, either riding his bike or practicing his slap-shot on the long, empty street. He was about 5’11” at the time, dark chestnut hair, green eyes, glasses. I didn’t know his name at first, so I used to call him Harry.

Being 21 at the time, I had a boyfriend. He was kind of an asshole, and we always used to argue. There was one time when he threw a fit over a male classmate texting me (“Can I borrow your notes for Psych?”) and he ended up leaving my house in the middle of the night as a result, undoubtedly waking the entire neighbourhood up with the roar of his engine. I stood on the front porch in my pyjamas and house robe, partly distraught … and partly relieved. My boyfriend was an overly jealous, controlling jackass, and I was glad to be rid of him.

[MF] Hot sex with a guy my bestfriend set me up with.

So a little backstory, I met Hallam 2 years back when I was still in College, we attended the same Uni. He was a year ahead of me but we had one class together. He’s an easy-going kind of guy, funny and pretty charming, we quickly hit it off and became best friends.

We were the type of friends that’re really close, intimate even, we had sleepovers, we cuddle and watch movies. He hits on me regularly and I flirted with him just as often, we fooled around with each other sometimes, tipsy makeout session and that sort. We were like friends with very little benefits. Also we are each other’s wingman/woman. I met some pretty hot guys through him and lots of times he thanked me for getting him laid.

So anyway about a week ago, friday night, his friend is having a party and he invited me, saying “there’s this guy I want you to meet, thank me later” I’m planning to go out anyway and I know for a fact that I’m in for a treat, since he know me very well and knows my type. I said, “Sure, pick me up?”, with the grin emoji. I know he hates picking me up cos my place is a solid 20-minute drive from his and I sometimes tease him about his “uber-like” car. He agreed anyway after teasing me about charging me for it.

My coworker’s daughter [MF]

It’s been a couple of weeks since my last post, I’m trying to string things out a bit, as it pains me to say that I am running out of stories. For now though, the therapy session continues and thanks to all of you for reading and enjoying what I have had to say so far. This all happened 6 years ago, back when I started working at the previously mentioned furniture store. Yes, this story does overlap with one of my previous ones.

To the very end of my “patch” of the store was a small section dedicated to fully installed fitted bedroom furniture, with a representative on hand at all times. I got quite chummy with the women who worked this part of the shop, there were a couple of them that worked part time, all very nice. One in particular was a really friendly, petite little lady with jet black hair and had that sexy glasses wearing thing going on. If circumstances were different I would of quite happily gone along with any advances she made my way, but as it was, just harmless flirting ensued and nothing more.

[MF] Me getting fucked in the kitchen [squirting]

It was around 1am on a Saturday night, when my boyfriend [24] and I [23] stumbled in the door from a night of drinking and laughing at a friends house. It was the typical, once a month, spur of the moment get together. Topics included music, sports, arguing over politics, more music, and as everyone increasingly feels the liquid courage in full swing, sex becomes the topic. Anything about it, really- preferences, positions, kinks, jokes, etc.

It always strokes my ego a bit when I over hear my bf talking about our sex life. It’s like getting an A+ on a test you studied hard for. That night, the topic was especially interesting for me because it was about something I had only recently “achieved”; squirting. Hearing him boast about the waterfall that my pussy turned into just merely a week prior was arousing me. Another hour of alcohol-fueled sex talk and I shot him a look. He must have known by the look in my eyes that I was restless to get home. The drive back home is only about 12 minutes, but it felt like an hour and 12 minutes. The combination of the vibration of the car and his hand lodged between my two thighs was making my clit throb.

Best friends [MF] [BDSM] [sadism] [fdom]

Hello Redditors,

I was bored in the plane, here is my first contribution. English is not my first language (especially on an iPhone keyboard) so I apologize for the grammar.

WARNING: this story contains violence and blood. Consensually. Kind of.

I hope some of you will still enjoy the story. Feel free to comment (in good or bad).

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The following story is entirely true… Up to a certain point, before it becomes fantasy. Notice: the fantasy starts much later than you may think.

WARNING: this story contains violence and blood. Consensually. Kind of.

I included a (lot of) background for the story. Too long : skip to the ——-

I first met L when I was twelve. She was the sister of a friend I used to play online video games with, and one year older than me. We started chatting online and, pretty fast, we became friends, although we lived several hundred miles apart. At some point — I don’t remember it that well, we decided to add webcam to our chats. She is blond with very light blue eyes, and was already very pretty for her age, around 14 by that time. We kept chatting online and we soon became very close friends, and then best friends.

First time at a Swingers Club [MF][public-ish]

Prepare for a longish post, this is a review of Club Joi and a recap of our first experience at a swingers club. A lot of people ask what it is like, so I wanted to just write the whole thing out. Feel free to PM and ask either of us questions, my wife and I share this account.

So, my wife and I have been discussing stopping by Club Joi – a local LA swingers club – for a while since we moved to the city and just never took the plunge. My wife used to work for a different club doing marketing. While she never tried the scene, she became very open to what it was all about and it was something we always talked about.
One Friday night we decided it was time to go for it. We’re both very open sexually and willing to try new things, and since we’d never been to a club like this we wanted to explore.

We logged onto ClubJoi’s website and went through the steps to create a profile/apply for membership a few days before we went, and then received a call from the manager who spoke with us and gave us the club’s rules and told us what to expect. He was super helpful.