My Brother’s Wife (Part 4)[M/F][Cheat][Con]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/srspzx/my_brothers_wife_mf_cheat_con/)

[Part 2](https://reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ssiai7/my_brothers_wife_part_2mfcheatcon/)

[Part 3](https://reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/stbhoh/my_brothers_wife_part_3mfcheatcon/)
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Days had dripped painfully by without a word from Dani, and she was all I could think about. I couldn’t even concentrate at work, sneaking off to the bathroom countless times during the day to jack off to the pictures she had sent me.

I begged her for more, but she wouldn’t respond to a single one of my texts. Hell, she was probably deleting them as soon as she received them, afraid that my brother, Mike, would catch the screen lighting up with a text from me begging to see more of her body.

Countless times during the week I thought of excuses to head over to Mike and Dani’s house, but I always backed out at the last minute. It would raise suspicions, we never hung out during the week. Besides, I’d see her in a few days at the wedding.

Our cousin was getting married, and the thought of Dani in a flowing summer dress was driving me insane. I made sure that my suit was tailored and sharp. There was no way she’d be able to ignore me when I was dressed to the nines. I knew that she wanted me just as badly as I needed her.

MMF heteroflexible no homo

“Hey, Zack!” I whipped my head around to see Joe stroll into the kitchen.

 

“Sup, I’m glad you could come tonight.”

 

“You always say that, I’ve been to every party this year man!”

 

“Here, help me out with the beer.” I went back to the counter where I was filling an ice tub with some more bottled drinks. Joe came over and held the tub so I could fit some more in and together we went back to the party.

 

Every other week I try to throw a get-together for our friends. I invite everyone, from old school friends to coworkers to neighbors. The crowd tends to change out often, people come when they can and some nights are smaller than others.

 

I look around to find at least 12 people fit into my small place, that’s a pretty fair amount. While still scanning the room my gaze rested on Kaitlyn, my neighbor who comes almost every time. And lately from what I’ve heard, that’s in more ways than one.

 

Joe bumped my arm, abruptly getting my attention, “Hey, did you happen to talk to Jake recently?”

Step Sister Corruption Part 217 – Day 119 Ginger Has Her Cake and Eats It Too Pt 1 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Sarah aka Ginger*

God that physician wasn’t kidding this bloating is no joke.

I don’t know what’s worse: the bloating as a teenager or the bloating when you’re an adult?

Only difference between being a teenager and now is I know how to deal with the bloating as I’ve gone through worse pains imaginable…..like childbirth……or what was being shoved in my jaw at this very moment.

I guess I should rewind a bit….I had to stop from enjoying my son’s new appendage as I craved another shot at having multiple orgasms that it seems only my son can bring me to experience that I never knew about as I thought I had always had *big* orgasms with my husband and every past lover along with *every* past hand to bean or hand to machine orgasms I had ever experienced.  I was so wrong in my thinking after tasting what it truly meant to have *earth shattering orgasm* and now I was hooked.

If I had never tasted those levels of orgasms would I still think my normal orgasms were *earth shattering*?

The jury is still out on that one.

The Surprise Shower that We Kept a Secret [M/F]

It was early June of senior year when all my friends decided to skipped school and have a day drink instead. We all migrated to our Friend Anthony’s house because his mom had been away a few days. It was a decent gathering of about 30-40 of the seniors there.

Anthony had a nice house with a large backyard for games and tables. With the party split up between people playing beer pong, smoking weed and a game called “dizzy bat.”

It’s a game where you down your drink as fast as you can. However many seconds long you took to down your drink, you then in that same about of time spin around a standing up wiffle ball bat with your head against the end of it. After that someone throws the empty can at you and you try to make contact before racing to the other side of the yard. Whoever reaches the finish line wins.

It seemed like a really dumb game, but after a few hits of a joint I was intrigued and walked over to watch. After watching from the sidelines for a round I asked if I could give the game a try. I walked to the start of the race when a cute voice yelled out “Wait I want to try too!”

[MF] First I [37 M] slid into her [35 F] DMs, then I slid into her pussy ;)

This is a story of a time I met a MILF from a popular social media platform (the one that starts with Insta – ), and then few weeks later had mind-blowing sex with her.

**Sliding into her DMs**

I was looking for a local sex/swingers club to visit in one Latin American city I was temporarily living in. I noticed that this one particular good-looking girl was liking and interacting with a lot of their posts.

So, I checked out who she was and sent her a follow request. She accepted the next day and started following me as well. So I sent her a message the next day.

The chat on Insta was very normal. We asked each other what we did. She asked me why I was in the city. I asked her if she was interested in meeting for coffee. She agreed. But wanted to wait for all the COVID-related restrictions to be lifted.

We moved our chat to Whatsapp. The first few interactions there was normal too.

Then I noticed she shared a meme on her status update which was kinky. So I responded and asked her. We both had a laugh.

Fucking the cute stoner boi [FM] after a Halloween party

This is a story I meant to write up *literal* years ago, but sometimes you forget about your sexcapades until your soon-to-be husband is like “Yeah you actually never told me much about that, I have been curious all these years.” I’m sure I put off writing it up 25% because I was embarrassed about how hard I crushed over this stoner boi, 25% because I gave stoner boi my slutty reddit username and was like “what if he won’t dick me down anymore after reading my story”, and 50% because I was too busy getting into other shenanigans.

So, happy early v-day to fiance (finally sharing this story is my gift to you <3), and stoner boi if you read this, you have a great cock and were an excellent lay and I hope life is treating you well ;) (and also if you still have my number, hit me up sometime? hehe) And the rest of y’all, please excuse (and hopefully enjoy?) my off-season story!

EST: LAW & PUNISHMENT 130 Take Down Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM ANAL BONDAGE SEXUAL VIOLNENCE)

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

Giving the position over the radio. Two clicks on our end followed by dead silence. For a whole second nothing. Then “Go Go Go” greeted the ears of every taskforce member.
Following my temporary partner Swat Agent Cin command. The other eight agents hanging outside just like us. Each of us ready to swing in on the ten window top floor. As soon as the go came, in the next moment everybody leapt out and crashed through every window on that floor!

“I am so fucking horny” glaring down at Hector. My hands running over my tits. My cunt bucked as this happened, as I pinched my nipples. Twisted my areolas! Still skulking over my man, still seeing that same look that we had five years ago.

The Ominous Duffle (NSFW)

The clouds ominously creeped in, as the sky
turned a dark shade of grey,
Something that should have warned her of fate,
At the hands of her dom, who was supposed to visit her today..
Her panties were already soaked in anticipation,
From a mixture of fear and pleasure,
As she ran the filthy things in her head that he
was capable of doing to her .
As he stepped in, the ambience of the room
changed,
His large muscular figure, overshadowed her
petite sikhouette.
He pulled off his tee in seconds, to reveal his
chiseled body,
And ripped arms, each of which was covered in rippling veins.
His leather trousers which were stretching at the crotch,
And gave a clear impression of his massive cock which resembled a tree trunk even though it wasn’t the longest,
It’s mere girth was enough to stretch her holes to the point,
that she even screamed just dreaming about it..

He set down his duffle which clunked indicating,
That she was in for a treat but little did she
knoW
She’d end up being his sex kitten for the
evening,
He began by picking her up and planting kisses all over her supple lips,
And then moved downwards as his hands
squeezed and parted her juicy ass cheeks.

I [M] always thought my kinks were very vanilla, until I discovered SPH .

I learnt a couple of years ago on holiday that my kinks go beyond what I thought I had. Turns out Im majorly into CFNM and some SPH.

I was with a group of mates on a boozy holiday, as you do in your early 20s.

After a couple of days it became clear we just had to abandon any prudishness. We were in hotel rooms sharing between 2 or 3 of us and inevitably we were going to see one another naked.

Not in any kind of ‘flashing’ way, but when somebody forgot a towel for their shower or they were getting changed, it seemed fair to have a mutual understanding being naked wouldn’t be much of a bother.

After a couple of days the suspicion that my room mate was well endowed was confirmed to me.

He walked out one day to get his towel for a shower and only briefly I managed to see a big soft monster of a weapon hanging between his legs.

Im average, maybe a little above, and in theory have no reason to worry, but this guy was something else. On a skinny white boy of all people.

A Late-Night Pool Party for Two [Cheating] [M/F]

With a hot cup of tea in hand, I pulled open the sliding door and stepped out into the evening air. I walked to the edge of the deck, resting my arms on the banister, and taking in the picturesque view. The sun had officially made contact with the mountain peaks in the distance and an assortment of yellows and oranges spilled across the horizon. The familiar song of crickets and frogs emanated from the forest that sat just behind the houses on Woolly Pine Lane.

Many years of living in a loud, congested city had made nature seem almost magical. The serene nights, accompanied by a fresh cup of tea, had become something I looked forward to every day.

I lifted the cup and tested the tea with my lips before taking in the smallest of sips as to not burn myself.

As I lowered the cup, a slight movement caught my attention. I turned and saw on the other side of the fence, my neighbor, Ashley, standing on her back patio beside her pool. Her bare back was exposed to me as she attempted to wrangle her long, blonde hair into a bun. Her large breasts were visible on either side of her torso, jiggling slightly as she maneuvered her arms above her head.