Discovery At The Club – Part 2 [FMM] [Coerced] [Bi] [First Post]

This is the second half of this story, i hope you enjoy it, again, please leave some feedback, i appreciate it. Thank you.

“Well, get on your knees and crawl to her, bitch” Alex commanded

My body shaking from a mixture of the nerves and the cold, I felt helpless, I knew what I was about to do, I was about to follow their rules, play their game, and the shame of that weakness washed over me. I began to bend the knee and prepared to crawl over to my sultry commander for the night on her throne of porcelain.

“Ah ah ah, wait” Jill crooned, her smile lit up by the light of the cubicle

I thought she was coming to her senses, she’d had her fun with me, she was going to cut me loose and spend the night with her rich, hunky husband, I was almost gleeful inside.

“Put these on first” she laughed a sinister laugh as she threw something at my chest, I knew what it was the moment it lightly brushed my chest and drifted to the floor, my glee was short lived, my embarrassment flooded back, ‘Damn, I was right’ I thought as I looked down and saw it on the floor at my feet, Jill’s red thong.

Discovery At The Club – Part 1 [FMM] [Coerced] [Bi] [First Post]

This is a fictional story, about a chance encounter, its a nice burner, and heats up throughout. I hope you enjoy it, with it being my first story i would really appreciate some feedback. Thank you, Enjoy.

I had seen her before, at the bar, ordering a drink, flirting with the bar tender, she looked beautiful under the orange and yellow lighting of the club, even with the dishevelled look she was sporting. Her hair was blonde with streaks of her dark roots showing through, her make up, I could tell, at the beginning of the night had been perfect, but since then had been retouched, her lips were vibrant red and her eyes dark with eyeliner, it was hard to tell how tall she actually was, but in the heels she was wearing she matched my height of 5ft 10, her short black dress clinged tightly to her hips and peachy ass, flowing up towards her perky tits, her nipples poking through to betray any secret of her not wearing a bra. She was a beauty, but she gave off a vibe of danger, unpredictability.

“You got a problem fucker?” The voice was feminine and sultry, but powerful!

[M]y first post – Adventures with Miss Z (Prologue)

I’m sharing this post for some background — as I am planning on writing a series that chronicles some of the fun I’ve had over the past three years or so. But this post is meant to set the stage.

 

About me: I’m a 38 year old married business professional in the suburban midwest. Those who know me would view me as that “friendly next door neighbor” type. A pillar of the community, active and involved Dad, unassuming nice guy… all of that. I’ve been married for the past 15 years, and love my wife very much. There’s just one problem that we’ve had. We just aren’t on the same page, sexually.

 

Don’t get me wrong — sex is *good*… when it happens. But it doesn’t happen as frequently as I crave (think once every 3-4 weeks). And certain things just aren’t on the table anymore. Going down on her isn’t an option anymore (“that’s icky”, she says) — and I’m lucky if I get a “birthday blowjob” once a year. But let’s be honest — she’s missed a few birthdays.

 

[M]y First Asian Massage Parlor Experience

This story takes place 8 years ago when my wife and I were living in a more busy part of Southern California. At the time, I was daily driving my Kawasaki to and from work/graduate school through SoCal traffic. All of the saddle time resulted in me being incredibly stiff and sore in the shoulders, back and hips. The commute was terrible and only made slightly tolerable because I was able to cut my commute time in half. I was spending 45min-1hr commuting each way and if I were to drive a car, it would have taken me 1.5-1.75hrs during rush hour times. I had heard of stories of happy endings at sketchy massage parlors and after doing some research on Rubmaps, I decided on a fairly high rated parlor on my route home. 

My wife fucks my friend.

Macy and Chris had a cookout at their house for all of their friends. After a long day at the lake. Everyone was having fun and the liquor was flowing out on the back patio. Finally, one by one, everyone goes home. Except for newly single Keith.
The 3 of them sit on the back patio and have a couple more drinks. Chris is very drunk by this point and has to go inside and lie down. Macy and Keith continue to chat outside in the summer air. 
Macy is wearing a blue t shirt and black athletic short shorts, with a black silk bra and black and leopard print thong underneath. Keith is wearing just a pair of blue swim trunks and a gray t shirt. With no boxers underneath the trunks. 
Macy says to Keith, “I’m really sorry about Sara, she was really nice. Maybe it’ll all work out in the end” 
He shrugs, “Ha, yeah I don’t know. I don’t think I’m ready for a relationship for awhile.”
“Totally understandable. You should have fun while you can for a little bit.”
“Yeah I plan on it. Can’t have too much when you work as much as I do though” 
“You should just find someone to hook up with. That might help you get over her anyways”
He laughs, “Yeah, definitely can’t hurt anything. They say the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else.”
She laughs back, “Yea I completely agree. It always helped me.” 
He smirks, “Remember when I would always try to talk to you back in the day?”
She smiles back, “Yeah I was just telling Chris about that the other day. He thought it was funny”
“Ha I bet. I wanted that ass. You were not having it”
“Yea sorry about that. I wish I would’ve at least made out with you.”, she giggles. 
“Hey it’s not too late.”
She laughs, “Umm. I don’t know.”
“Would Chris really be all that mad? Besides, he’s passef the fuck out. He’ll never know. I need help getting over Sara, remember?”
“I guess we can”, she smiles. 
“That a girl.”
“But you better not try anything else.”
“No promises that I won’t at least try”, he smirks. 
She rolls her eyes and stands up. She sits down in his lap, facing him with her feet hanging behind him. 
They begin to kiss lightly at first then he slips in the tongue. 
They start passionately making out. He’s surprisingly a good kisser. He rests his hands on her hips awhile before moving them to her ass. He then starts to put them up under her shorts to feel her bare ass cheeks. 
She’s loving this makeout session so she doesn’t stop him. He briefly takes his hands off her ass to remove her t shirt. She just lets him. 
They go back to making out as he puts his hands back in her shorts but through her waistband in the back this time. He starts grabbing her ass. 
He smiles, “Damn this is a nice ass”
She just smiles and keeps kissing him. 
He eventually puts his hand to her crotch and starts rubbing her pussy through her panties. She starts to breath heavier as she is already wet. He moves his fingers under her panties and inserts one into her wetness.
“Damn, you’re tight af” 
“Hell yea I am”, she smiles.
He rubs on her clit and fingers her for a minute while she moans in his ear.
She finally stops and gets up. She grabs him by the hand and leads him inside with her shirt still laying on the patio. 
She pulls him down the hall and into the guest bedroom. 
He asks, “are you sure this is cool?”
She smirks, “Yea I’m sure” 
He pushes her back onto the bed and pulls her shorts off before pulling his shirt off as well. He smiles and crawls in between her legs and starts kissing her neck. He removes her bra and starts kissing her chest and tummy as he works his way down.
He eventually gets to her panties and he smiles up at her as he starts kissing her inner thighs. He then reaches up and pulls her thong down by the waistband, and slides it off over her feet. 
He leans in and begins to eat her perfect shaved pussy out. He sucks and flicks her clit with his tongue to perfection. She’s lightly moaning. It only takes 5 minutes and her back is arching as she pushes out an amazing orgasm. Her moan gets louder as she cums. 
He smiles and stops for a minute to catch his breath. 
“I think we should stop there”, he smiles.
“Ummm, you’re not going to fuck me?”, she says.
“Do you really want me to? I mean, I want your ass so badly but your husband is asleep in the next room.”
“Didn’t stop you from eating me.”, she laughs.
“Fine.”, he rolls his eyes and pulls off his swim trunks. His surprisingly long fat dick is already ready to go. 
She looks down at it and smiles, “Wow that’s really big”
“It’s a shame that your just now getting it. I’ve wanted to stuff you full of it for years”, he smiles as he crawls between her legs again. 
“Better late than never.”, she smiles as her face quickly turns to a gasp as he inserts the head of his dick into her. 

Quickie in the Bathroom [M/F] [Cheating]

I sat there at my dressing table, putting the final touches on my makeup, wishing I could claim a headache and stay home, binge-watching television, and eating ice cream.  Unfortunately, it was my husband’s celebratory dinner at his boss’s house and it would not look good for me to be missing.  After ten years of hard work Mark, my husband finally made district sales manager and would now work in the home office supervising a team of salesmen instead of traveling.

“Summer,” Mark called up the stairs, “come on.  We need to leave. It would not look good for us to be late.”

“I’m coming,” I called back, standing up and grabbing my clutch.

As I made my way down the stairs, I saw Mark glaring at me.  “Summer Marie, what the hell are you thinking?  You look like a whore.”

“You would know since you have had so many of them,” I muttered under my breath.  I knew that Mark would not be pleased with what I chose to wear.  He wanted me to act my age, wear my dresses and skirts at knee length, and not show any cleavage.  *What in the world possessed me to antagonize Mark on his special night?  I should have been more considerate,* as I thought about my attire; my red dress that had a deep cleavage, and came to mid-thigh and was held up by thin spaghetti straps. *Oh well, too late to change now,* as I continued down the stairs.

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A family friend [M] who I [F] have had a crush on for years finally makes a move on me

*I WAS 18 WHEN THIS HAPPENED, JUST TRYING TO GIVE YOU BACK STORY FIRST*

In my family, I am the youngest. I live with my mom, my dad, and 4 older brothers. They all have friends, and sometimes they come over the house.

We have a pool in our back yard. I love to go swimming there and lay out to catch some rays. I especially like to do this when there is an audience because I really enjoy teasing others. My brothers and parents friends I’d tease so much. Sometimes I would even have them rub sunscreen on my back for me because “I just can’t reach back there.”

This one time last summer, I teased a family friend of ours a little too much.

He was 29. He worked under my dad and was kinda friends with my oldest brother. He was over, his wife was over, and a couple other couples that are friends of the family were over that day for dinner and drinks. For years, I had a crush on him. He was tall, handsome, friendly, cool, and such a nice guy.

Watching a Couple [MF] in the back seat of [M]y Uber

I started driving Uber last fall when my business hit it’s slow season. I typically only drive during the day as I have zero desire to deal with drunk people. There have been a few, but I can count them on one hand. During the holidays last year there were a few days where I worked into the evening.

One of these evenings I picked up a couple from a downtown restaurant after a work related holiday party. Both appeared to be in their late 20’s/early 30’s, white, average appearance. He was pretty well lit, but she seemed only a little tipsy with a case of the giggles.

When they got in the car, he leaned forward and loudly asked “Hey driver, got any weed?”

“Can’t say that I do”

“It would’ve been cool if you did!”

Alright then, it’s going to be one of THOSE rides.

Looking for a story someone deleted from literotica

Story is about a man who asks for a spell to be cast on him to make him more desirable to his wife, and the spell transforms them to a woman, and over the course of a year she ages nearly a decade to be the same age as the wife, and gains weight to become curvy.

He embarrassed her in public,I pleasured her in private . Ch 1 – Maybe more ,a romantic erotica [cheating] [MF]

 “Oh, women don’t cum. Atleast most women don’t.” He was casually dismissive aboutabout women’s sexuality.

“I didn’t like vagina monologues , a bunch of women who hold men responsible for all the wrong that ever happened to them,” as the night wore on, his casual chauvinism turned to off putting toxic masculinity.

I glanced up across to the table where they sat. A group of four. And just out of curiosity , I searched out the wife of this poor sucker who thought women’s orgasms were a myth. And that’s when I saw her. Her heart shaped face, a small cupid bow lips that pressed lightly on the rim of her wine glass, her skin seemed to be translucent in the dim lit restaurant lighting. For a moment I forgot I was at dinner with my own friends.

We weren’t even at the same table. She with her loud and brash husband, and me with my work friends, and yet the world seemed to drop away from existence. It was just her and me. Atleast me looking at her. She was still oblivious to my existence.