[Milf] [Exhibitionism] [Fiction] Slut Mother – Chapter 01

[Milf] [Exhibitionism] [Fiction] Slut Mother – Chapter 01

I laid breakfast down for my perfect family.

My husband, Frank, was a very busy manager at a Medicinal firm. It was thanks to his hard work that I could live in a beautiful house.

I was also very proud of our son, Scott. He’s 19 and was currently studying Law in college.

When he was younger, Frank insisted on sending him to boarding school. I was against it as a mother, not wanting to have my son being so far away from me. But I guess I couldn’t argue with the results. Scott graduated with flying colours, and he was scouted by many colleges to take a scholarship with them.

For some reason, he decided to study at a local college. It wasn’t the worst choice, but he had so much more potential.

I assumed that it was because he wanted to catch up on family time with me and his father.

I heard the familiar footfalls of Scott coming down the stairs before I saw him. I hoped he’ll enjoy what I made today- fried eggs and bacon!

“Good morning, Scott.”

[Milf] [Exhibitionism] [Fiction] Slut Mother – Chapter 01

**[Milf] [Exhibitionism] [Fiction] Slut Mother – Chapter 01**

I laid breakfast down for my perfect family.

My husband, Frank, was a very busy manager at a Medicinal firm. It was thanks to his hard work that I could live in a beautiful house.

I was also very proud of our son, Scott. He’s 19 and was currently studying Law in college.

When he was younger, Frank insisted on sending him to boarding school. I was against it as a mother, not wanting to have my son being so far away from me. But I guess I couldn’t argue with the results. Scott graduated with flying colours, and he was scouted by many colleges to take a scholarship with them.

For some reason, he decided to study at a local college. It wasn’t the worst choice, but he had so much more potential.

I assumed that it was because he wanted to catch up on family time with me and his father.

I heard the familiar footfalls of Scott coming down the stairs before I saw him. I hoped he’ll enjoy what I made today- fried eggs and bacon!

“Good morning, Scott.”

A day at a nude beach with a friend turned into an incredible weekend of sex [MFF]

A few years after my wife and I got married we moved to a new state. We didn’t have a lot of friends in the area but we were closer to an old friend of mine named Leslie.

I had been friends with Leslie since college. The first year we lived in our new home Leslie was in between relationships and didn’t have a lot going on so she would travel a couple of hours every few weeks to come visit us.

At the beginning of the summer we had discovered a nude beach just outside of town. It was an unofficial spot: not designated on any official nudist location but was very popular with people around the area. From our first visit to this beach my wife and I embraced the lifestyle and to enjoy the freedom that just being socially nude and swimming offered. It wasn’t sexual at all. The beach was full of ordinary folks who were enjoying the sun and the water. Just without bathing suits.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 26

The next two days at Paradise are less crazy as Anna takes few days for her body to recover. Even so she couldn’t help but tease Bruce about how much she enjoyed being fucked into total submission. How her body was sore but also how she wanted that to happen regularly, within reason. But she still knows how important and how much she needs him and his body all to herself. She was definitely still adjusting to feeling so liberated.

The two of them had returned to the conference to set up new deals and to busy themselves to keep their hands off one another. They managed to set up a few new accounts and renegotiate ones that already existed. Bruce had been right. The business came to them. They really didn’t have to try that hard.

As the conference came to a close, they returned to Paradise to pack. As they start their descent to the main gate of Paradise, Anna has opted for a more comfortable outfit for their flight home. Bruce senses some nervousness in her.

“Everything okay, Anna?” he asks, taking her hand.

The biggest cock I[F] ever experienced and it was a “one night stand”

I was 23 at the time and the guy was just about to turn 20. He was a guy that my bff/roommate worked with. She was fucking his friend that they also worked with. Typically she was a size queen and boy did she pick the wrong guy. So after hanging out for a few weeks we wound up talking about sex of course and he mentions that he’s only slept with 2 girls in the past and has never been able to full penetrate either of them due to his massive size. At which point I said where there is a will there is a way. Pussy’s are made to stretch (with a few exceptions) and take cocks of any size. I told him I’m not afraid of a enormous cock and we should sleep together just so he would know how it felt to have a woman completely. Also he had no idea if he was good in the sack so he was intrigued with my offer.

[FM] My husband Henry and I ruined my wedding dress

My partner Henry and I have wanted to do the whole “exchange rings and then dance the night away” thing for a while, but the pandemic has made it a little difficult to gather our family and close friends in one place for even a casual courthouse wedding. As recently as the end of June, we still held out hope that we could have a small in-person ceremony at some point in 2020 instead of one over Zoom. But then Henry’s sister, a doctor, finally told us to give up on that dream for at least a year.

At the beginning of July, I decided to quit my job on July 31st and start a new one in the middle of August for a bit of a break. The new gig came with some decent perks, including better health insurance for spouses than the insurance Henry had through his job. It was an interesting incentive. Around the time I put in my notice (don’t burn bridges with your employers, kids), Henry and I sat down before bed to plan out the rest of the summer and talk about the future. We stared at each other from across the kitchen table in our pajamas, our eyes narrowed with suspicion as we tried to suss out how the other person was feeling. “Should we…?” I finally asked slowly.

[Taboo] [B/S] [Gay] My wife and I set up a glory hole in our house, and things got out of hand fast!!

Ok so my wife and I were exploring each others kinks. I brought up how glory holes turn me on. She really liked the idea of building one in our spare bedroom closet that we could use and explore with. Just her and I. So I got to work and built one. It was actually pretty nice. It cut the closet in half. I put a chair in there so she would be comfortable. We used it several times and it was very fun but it just wasn’t the thrill I was expecting. I think it’s because I knew who was on the other side.

Well last week my sister and her husband came out to visit. It was sort of a last min trip for them. I didn’t have time to take down the set up in the spare bedroom closet, so I just stacked some boxes to just make it less obvious. Their visit started pretty normal. We spend a few days out at our pool enjoying bbq and drinks. The third night my sisters husband pulled me aside and told me they discovered what was in the closet. He said my sister has been begging to use it but he just wanted to ask my permission first. I gave him my blessing and said they can use it all they want.

Teasing my [M] super-religious neighbor [F]

The trouble started with apples. I like the symmetry.

After the virus lockdown, it made sense to buy groceries in large lots or in bulk, and that works well, for things that don’t spoil easily.

I live with my wife, who is amazing. Across the street is a couple with two kids, and they are far more devoutly evangelical Christian than anyone else I see regularly.

And I do see them regularly. We hang out, at a distance, and barbecue at a distance, and have movie nights at a distance. Not very often. Just once in a while.

I have been at home since the beginning of spring. My dear wife is sometimes out — more often than I am.

After the neighbor, Rachel, shopped one day, she must have asked my wife if we wanted to split of the bushel of apples she bought, and my wife must have agreed. While I was deep in my dark house, in a comfortable old tee and thin, linen pajama pants, I heard a knock at the front door.

Blowjob Contest, The Bull [m] gets cucked, winners take all

My wife and I had only had sex with each other until a few months ago when a get together with our friends Bob and Jill got out of control. My wife discovered what sex is like with a man who has a huge cock and she couldn’t get enough of Bob. We were both excited to be getting together with Bob and Jill and expected a crazy night.

After a few drinks, Jill suggested we play some games with the winner of the game getting to dominate and call all the shots for the rest of the night. Bob was reluctant to play and seemed to have no interest in losing. After talking about playing pool or cards for control, Bob suggested a blowjob contest. We all agreed. Jill and Tina would give Bob and I head. They would change partners every two minutes. The girl who could make one of us cum would share control with the guy who could last. Bob was confident he could outlast and I suspected he was right. I also expected it would be Jill that would make me lose my wad, so I was content that my wife and I would be Bob and Jill’s toys for the night, but I was still going to enjoy the game.

Three is a crowd [MMF] [dirty talk] [dom/sub] [spanking] [rough sex]

I met Joel on Reddit. He had posted a picture of himself after a workout, shorts artfully pushed down revealing the top of a thick cock. I messaged him, complimented him. He replied quickly.

‘We come as a pair,’ he said. ‘Me and my friend Rob. If you’re looking for a fun date let’s meet.’

It was direct, to the point. We chatted, I tested to see if he was for real. More pictures were exchanged in various states of undress. Rob was brought into the chat and played the game, similarly fit, similarly grown up.

They were not boys – that’s what I liked about it. They were in their thirties, funny, confident, relaxed. Nothing about our conversation seemed urgent. It was just so fun. But the direction was always clear. They said what they were going to do to me, and I said I wanted them to.

They didn’t live too far away to make a date. They suggested a hotel, one that implied they were solvent as well as charming. I agreed but as the day approached I started to feel apprehensive. What if I’m not what they want; what if it’s all a trick; what if…my thoughts became tangled, I doubted this was a good idea.