Re-igniting the spark (mf from her perspective)

This is (m)y first time posting anything I’ve written, normally I keep them to myself. So here goes nothing…

The day has finally arrived. A nervous energy washes over you as you think about it. Are you really going to go through with this? He’s been dropping hints for a while, some more subtle than others. Yes, because you love him…and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t excited you a little as well. You take one last approving look in the mirror and smile. Another wave of that tingling nervous energy washes over you as you head downstairs.

Just as you finish putting your jacket on, he pokes his head in from the garage. “Ready babes?” You nod and think to yourself “I am, are you?” as a sly little smile barely curls your lips. You talk about your days on the ride, doing your best to act normal. You don’t want to ruin the surprise.

You arrive and walk hand in hand across the parking lot. A light gust of wind comes, wrapping around your bare legs as you walk. It’s been a little while since you’ve worn a skirt, especially one this short. A familiar tingle dances up your legs as you reach the door.

Learning the Ropes with the Gym Teacher [MF][Voy][Exh]

This is a story a friend of mine related to me years ago,
I present it here to share with the world.

Trish teaches at a local high grade and is very popular with her
students and fellow teachers. At her school there is a
Phys-Ed teacher, Nick, who always extends extra attention
to Trish and her co-workers have told her in the faculty
room that it is obvious to them that she is the object of
Nick’s affections and fantasies.

Poor Nick is married to a woman who is rather sickly and
needs a great deal of care. It is common knowledge among
the faculty that Nick hasn’t had a sexual encounter in
over 4 years.

Trish prides herself on establishing a good rapport with
her students and usually will participate with them in
all their activities at school. Earlier this year during
Phys-Ed, Nick had the students attempt to climb the ropes
but without much success. Trish thought it would boost
her students’ spirits if she attempted the ropes also. It
was obvious to all how difficult a task it was when Trish
was unable to scamper up the ropes.

Wife and I put in a show for our vanilla friends New Years Eve for the first time.[MF][MF]

First time posting. :)

So we spent new years with my life long friend (let’s call him Tom) and his wife (who we will call Helen) who has become one of our close friends over the years.

They know we are in an open relationship and a normal evening with them usually involves BBQs, cards against humanity, maybe some poker. Littered with some sexual conversation here or there. Mainly Helen being intrigued but not quite understanding how we can be okay with each other fucking other people.

So they hear alot about our adventures but she is generally uncomfortable with the idea of her and her man being with other people.

Anyhow, because I tend to like to explore people’s boundaries a little I brought up the concept of voyeurism and exhibitionism.

Tip toed around the idea of “How would you feel if we were to have sex in front of you two?”

She seemed hesitant but curious and open enough to the idea that I decided later in the evening I would go for it and see what happens.

We watched the ball drop, had a few more drinks and around 1:30am I decided it’s time.

My Secret Fantasy Comes True [MMF][reluc][voy]

I’ve always had a secret fantasy about watching my wife
fuck another man. I wasn’t sure I wanted it to become a
reality. I never told her about it, until it actually
happened.

Last summer my wife and I went on a weekend camping
trip with our friend, Doug. Once we arrived at the camp
site our friend realized his tent was completely torn
and there was no way he would be able to use it. We
offered to let him share ours and he accepted.

I was a bit disappointed because I figured this meant I
would not be able to have sex with my wife, Patty, on
the trip. I was completely horny by the time we decided
to turn in, because the situation fed into my secret
fantasy. I waited until I thought Doug was asleep, and
then began to rub Patty and kiss her neck. She allowed
me to do this, but right when it seemed like she
started to get excited she forced me to stop and turned
over to go to sleep.

Hot Envy [MF+] [F-solo] [voy]

“It’s not fair. It’s just not fair.”

Cynthia Richardson had been constantly repeating those painful words for two weeks, three days, and five hours. That was exactly how long it had been since her former fiancé, Paul Teller, broke off their engagement. In an instant, a seven-year relationship that began in high school came crashing down. If that weren’t bad enough, the break-up meant having to move out of an apartment she could no longer afford and rebuild her life.

It didn’t happen suddenly. The complete collapse of her world had been building for a while, so much so that her friends and family weren’t too surprised when they heard they were breaking up. Some even asked why it hadn’t happened sooner. Cynthia had been asking that question herself. Unfortunately, she already knew part of the answer.

She’d been wrong.

She’d been stubborn.

She’d been foolish.

That shouldn’t have been possible for the same young woman everyone thought would succeed in spades. Cynthia had graduated high school as an honor student, doing all the right things and following all the rules. She’d put in all the work, taking all the right classes in college and going through all the necessary steps for her career.

How It Started [MMF][voy]

It all started one night, years back, when my friend
was at our house playing cards with us. Just your
normal card game, not strip poker or anything like
that.

AS it was a hot night, no AC, my wife was wearing a
pair of silk pajamas. A button down top with the shorts
bottom.
My wife has blonde hair and at that time, 36C tits, and
a sweet ass that got plenty of looks from guys.

As we were playing cards, I accidentally slid one of
her cards off the table. I never thought much about it,
until I dealt the next card to my friend. It was then
that I noticed his eyes were on my wife and not on my
dealing. It was just a quick glance, but enough that I
noticed it. I acted as though I was busy dealing and
hadn’t seen him, but it had got my attention, and my
mind racing. Different emotions were going through my
mind.

At first I was pissed, but the more I thought about it,
it kind of excited me! Hell, if the situation had of
been reversed, I’d have done the same thing. After
that, I noticed once in awhile when he was dealing, he
would “accidentally” slide a card of the table – always
hers of course.

The Happy Ending Voyeur [MF, voy, oral, massage]

I knocked on the door again. “Steven?” I called out to an apparently empty apartment. I couldn’t help but pout. Here I was with surprise churros and my boyfriend was nowhere to be found. I tapped my foot and huffed. I didn’t want to just leave them on the doorknob for him. What if someone took my delicious gift? I grasped the knob, turned it, and, surprisingly, it yielded. How irresponsible of him, I chided as I closed the door behind me, just leaving his door unlocked for any maniac to enter.

I entered his well-lit apartment. I placed the bag of churros on his kitchen table and wandered through his inner sanctum alone, quite enjoying my minor act of voyeurism. There was the couch on which we cuddled to watch movies together, my head resting on his shoulder, his arm holding me closely against him. Here was his bathroom, where he showered and presumably furiously masturbated to memories of me every morning. And here was his bedroom… I took a flying leap onto his covers and inhaled deeply, breathing in Steven’s aroma.

Second Day Date (mf) (oral) (voyeurism) (exhibitionism) (toys) (domination)

We were caught on the construction site just as my husband zipped up his jeans and passed me my ripped panties to wipe my face. Must have been quite a sight for the security guard, me on my knees, tits out and cum dripping into my mouth when I grinned at him. I straightened myself up and was promptly escorted out of the site with my husband. Fucking worth it. I swear my pussy throbbed every time I thought about our day date and my heart pounded with excitement for our next weekend. 

“I can’t believe I let you talk me into it.” I laughed nervously as we sat down at an outside table of a café. 

“I talked you into it?” He narrowed his eyes at me with a smirk. “You’re the one that picked it *and* downloaded the app for it.” 

“For inside the house!” I hissed with a laugh. “You got it out and told me to put it in.” 

“You could have said no.” He pointed out with a grin as a waitress arrived. 

“Can I get you anything while you look over the menu?” She asked, her eyes repeatedly lingering on my husband. 

The Camgirl Part LV: Stupid Fucking Rules [Mostly-Plot] [Fsolo] [Masturbation] [slight voy]

**LV: Liam and Blake**

**Liam**

Liam grinned as he watched Blake play videogames with his roommates. He was sitting out this round, as he’d gotten the lowest score last time. Blake had given him as much shit for that as his roommates had, which oddly, he liked. He also liked that she seemed to feel comfortable here, with him and his roommates. He hadn’t missed the way that she’d pulled off her beanie, letting her hair fall free, the moment Liam had closed the door behind them. Looking Blake up and down, Liam leaned back in his chair–Blake was standing at the moment, knees bent, ass out. He wasn’t sure if that was on purpose or not. He wouldn’t put it past Blake, but she seemed pretty focused on the game.

*We’re really together now.*

That still didn’t entirely seem real. Liam hadn’t even kissed Blake yet, but every time she looked at him…

Liam shivered, remembering even the look she’d given him when he handed her the controller. He knew she wanted him. He couldn’t remember being so confident in that with any other girl. They hadn’t given each other any labels yet, but…

[MF] A Normal Tuesday Night – Soaked

My first story…

It was getting late in the evening and my wife and I both ended up reading in bed. This is a likely indicator that we’re going to have sex – retreating to our bedroom around 9:30pm or so has become a frequent occurrence in the last 6 months. The addition of robes in to our lives has made things all the better…

I break the silence after getting to a stopping point – “So shall we commence with our proceedings?”

“Yes please” she says, hastily putting down her Kindle. She’d clearly been waiting to see who would make the first move.

I roll over to her side, almost on top of her, and we begin kissing. We make out for a little longer than usual, getting increasingly heated and playful with our tongues. I spread apart her robe at her chest, revealing one of her heaving breasts, with her stiff nipple protruding.