Final Fantasy : Friends in Need – Chapter 5 (MF, FF Final Fantasy, Fang, Lightning, Vanille, Big Cock, Strapon, Sexting, Rough)

Previous Chapter – [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gimwqy/final_fantasy_friends_in_need_chapter_4_mff_final/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gimwqy/final_fantasy_friends_in_need_chapter_4_mff_final/)

One evening after a round of intense training with her soldiers, Lightning was enjoying some intimate time with Hope. She had put her soldiers through grueling battery after battery. Now, the busty and athletic sergeant from Bodhum was being fucked almost brutally by her boyfriend.

“Uhaah…. Ahnn.. fuck.. fuck Hope… fuck me… yes… fill me out with your big thick cock…. Make my pussy scream… Ohwaaahh…” The heroine Lightning started cumming all over her boyfriend’s cock as her fingers scraped against the wall behind her bed’s headboard. Her body rested on her knees and her hands were plastered against the wall as Hope continued to fuck her doggy-style. Lightning’s aqua eyes closed and her pink hair shook and flew wildly while Hope’s rigorous thrusts made her entire body quake. Occasionally, the woman’s light-rosy curls clung to the sweaty surface of her shoulder blades as her pussy was ravaged by her handsome boyfriend.

The Dutiful Little Housewife – Part 2/2 [MF]

*This is Part 2 of a two-part erotic collaboration between [F] u/LittleNaty (author) and [M] u/Mrquick83 (developmental editor). (I’d love to link you to part 1, but that seems to result in a bot coming along and deleting the post, sorry!)

His mouth was on mine before I could answer. His deft hands were opening my saree. I was going to let this happen. I had waited so long to unleash this part of myself that it was impossible to stop. I kissed him hungrily and reached for the light switch.

“Leave the light on,” He murmured, between kisses. He reached up and gently grasped my wrist, drawing my hand away from the switch.

“No” I gasped. “If John wakes up and sees me fucking you he will kill us both.”

He looked at me with his dark eyes and pierced me with his gaze. He removed my blouse and t-shirt.

“Your husband does not see; I promise. But I could see what you were the second you walked in.”

He removed my bra next and it fell to the floor.

“Please,” I begged.

I [M] paid for bi MMF treesome

Im 29 married, bi man. Don’t judge me, but with my wife we never have sex and I have my needs, so I have my profile on some local (central Europe here) sex portal (she has cheated on me several times, so I don’t feel about it).

Last week I’ve started talking with a young couple (both 24) and they offered me a threesome in exchange for money. I’ve seen they photos and both were cute and he had a big fat dick. I was going to nearbay city (where they live) anyway and I don’t mind paying for a discrete hookups, so I was very excited. I departed Friday after work and had some second thoughts on my three hour drive, but I was too horny to retreat.

Finally I met the girl on a street, I had a boner all the time. She was short, nice b-cups, a little larger ass (what I love), big smile, blonde ponytail and wearing a summer dress with nice cleavage (no bra). She showed me a way to their small, dark flat. Guy was standing there wearing shorts and a t-shirt. He explained me the rules (he likes watching her fiancé getting fucked and he’s only active with guys). They said they do it just for fun, not for money. Cash was just for girl, as an extra, so I handed her the cash.

Lowering His Standards [MF]

It had been a rough three months for David Peterman. At nearly forty years old he was venturing into a new realm of life. His wife Erika had left him unexpectedly, claiming she had changed and needed to find herself. She filed for divorce the next day, then took a plane to Costa Rica. His job was downsized, due to the pandemic and unstable business. 15 years of dedication at his company, gone with a simple text message. Lastly, he had gained weight as an unhealthy coping mechanism to deal with life’s many stressors. Just 90 days prior he had been married, employed, 30 pounds lighter and two chins fewer. He felt awful lately, and not himself. He would be out of breath from walking, sleeping poorly from the sugar of the sodas he had been consuming. Activities he used to love now had little meaning to him. He claimed it as a funk, his family saw it as a depressed man trying not to lose control.

The Mile High Club, Chapter 6 [NSFW]

Chapter 6: The Good Pilot (Mark)

I had been working as a Pilot for 15 years now, only changing airlines once in my entire career. I had seen a lot of things—heart attacks in the air, unstable passengers needing “off” when it was impossible, sketchy landings and times where I had no visibility and hugged my co-pilot upon landing. But over the last few years I had seen something completely different and completely new; a party culture among airline employees had recently emerged and it was hard to ignore.

People don’t understand the toll it takes to be away from your home and family as much as we are. We travel more than businessmen; we travel non-stop and we miss a lot of birthdays and holidays. We disappoint our loved ones often and we really don’t have much choice. It can be both lonely and depressing to be away for long stretches, even if we get to travel to places that most people only can dream of seeing. You yearn for an emotional connection; you are starved for a physical touch and you desperately need to connect with someone else’s belief systems in order to feel grounded. So, with that said, I do understand how the “party” culture has become to be.

A Vacation of the Fourth Kind [Fiction] [MMF]

The cool midnight air blew over Chris’s convertible as he cruised along the country roads. He was driving back to the hotel with his beautiful wife Ella after the two had spent a lovely evening by the coast having dinner. The two intended to return long before the summer sun had set but the food at the restaurant was exquisite and the atmosphere so welcoming, neither of them had realised the time until the restaurant shut at midnight. The roads on which they drove stretched on for miles, twisting and winding around the shape of the hills with the car’s headlights the only source of light for miles around.

As Chris drove he felt Ella’s hand on his leg, dangerously close to his crotch.

“What do you think you are doing?” Chris asked coyly.

“Thank you for a lovely evening.” Ella replied as her hand moved up to Chris’s belt. She slowly unbuckled the belt, followed quickly by the button on his trousers. After tugging at the zipper, Ella pulled down the front of Chris’s boxer shorts to see he cock already semi hard and swelling in size. Before playing with his cock, Ella reached into her bag and removed something from it that she intended to use. As Chris’s eyes were fixed on the road ahead of them, he felt a soft material wrap around his cock before Ella began to jerk him off. Chris peered down as his wife’s hand playing with his cock to see a pair of her panties wrapped around his member.

[MF] Fun after quarantine with my sister in-law’s husband – part 2 (cheating/anal/risky)(long-ish)

This story is a continuation of a previous encounter around Christmas. Check out my profile for the first [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ffdotq/fm_brother_in_law_made_the_first_move_first_post/)

Now that Covid regulations have loosened a bit, my (33F) husband’s family started gathering again. This past weekend, his sister’s family joined us at his parents house for a day of fishing. Their house backs up against a conservation area with a large lake. There is a path carved into the trees to the family’s favorite fishing spot from the house. My husband (Justin – 36M), his sister (Cassy – 30F), and his parents (MF 60s) love to fish. I like relaxing in the sun enjoying the outdoors, but fishing eventually gets boring for me. This day wasn’t much different.

We all woke up early to meet at his parent’s house as the sun rose. It’s been a few months since I’ve seen Cassy or her husband, Brad (30M). Before Covid, anytime Brad and I were in the same room, I could feel the tension… and I wanted him again. I could tell by how he looked at me… he did too. There were a few occasions we got a chance to act on those feelings… nothing quite like our first encounter, but enough to add fuel to the fire. Each time more daring than the last. It was as if we were begging to get caught.

Sharing my wife Pt. 2

An hour later, after some pizza, we moved inside. Going to bedroom, Sarah told us to wait in the family room while she got ready. When she re-entered the room, Ray and I both grinned at the sight. She was wearing thigh high stocking and a brand new set of red lace lingerie. She looked stunning. She did a twirl so we could see her ass in red lace.

“Sarah you look gorgeous” Ray said. “Why don’t we put that magnificent body to use?” He pulled her to him on his lap and began kissing her as his hands roamed over her body. She would squirm whenever he got to a sensitive part. I took my cock out and began stroking, enjoying the show. I still hadn’t cum, and even though I desperately wanted to, I wanted to wait and make love to my wife after Ray left. I wanted to reclaim her. She arched her back as Ray nuzzled her neck. She got down on the floor and began to suck his dick. I was again greeted by the sight of my pretty wife taking a monster cock in her mouth. She took as much as she could in her mouth, gagging on Ray’s cock. “God damn Sarah, you are amazing at sucking cock. I’d make you do this every day if you were mine” Ray said. Sarah simply moaned in response, her mouth never leaving his cock. After a few minutes of sucking, Ray recommended we move to the bed. Sarah stood and took Ray by the hand, leading him to our bedroom.

Sharing my wife

My wife waltzed into the bedroom, and looked at me laying on the bed with my cock hardening at the sight of her naked body. She was gorgeous, 5’3”, with full 34dd breasts and large aereolas. I had been staring at them for the last 10 years and will never get tired of the sight. My wife giggled when she noticed. “we’ve been together a decade and you still look at me like you’re seeing me topless for the first time”, she said with a wry smile. She climbed into bed with me and lay down next me on her side. Propped up on one arm, she began to stroke my hardening cock with the other. “not that I’m complaining” she murmured.

I rolled over on top of, and slid inside her as she moaned. With practiced routine, she took me in and I quickly felt an orgasm coming on. My wife began moaning and begged me to cum. I quickly passed the point of no return, and filled her with cum. “get off of me you big lug”, she joked as I rolled off her. I gathered her in my arms and we spooned as we drifted off to sleep. As I was about to nod off, I heard a quiet whisper, barely audible, “John, are you awake?”

The Dutiful Little Housewife – Part 1 [MF]

*This is Part 1 of a two-part erotic collaboration between [F] u/LittleNaty (author) and [M] u/Mrquick83 (developmental editor). Part 2 will be published tomorrow! Enjoy!*

Hello there! My name is Natalie, but that’s what my husband John calls me. I want you to call me Naty.

I thought John would be all I ever needed when I married him two years ago; shortly after my 25th birthday. He was so open about how he loved my lean body and slender physique. The way he hugged my slim waist and openly admired my 32B-sized breasts made me feel like I didn’t have to look like a plumped-up porn star to be lusted after and desired.

I can’t describe how important that is to me. I’m extremely shy, so nobody realizes the truth about me that I’ve always concealed.

The truth is I’m actually a dirty little slut.

Sometimes I’ll be speaking to a guy and I just can’t help wonder what it would be like if I could take him to a secluded Kolkata alleyway and just let him use me like a nasty whore. It’s a secret that makes me blush.