Earlier this year before the COVID struck a dagger in our hearts & libidos the cable guy had gone through and installed new equipment through various units at the condo association I live in. Blame it on the pot, maybe the meth – either way he did a terrible job of it. The woman in the unit next to mine was telling me about her problems not getting the cable to work and wanted me to take a look. Her husband is one of those guys that has long tuned her out and tells her to call the service line to fix whatever isn’t going right. Im pretty much the same way towards my wife but I’d just recently been fucking the neighbor lady so I felt a certain compulsion to look into it. Turns out the cable guy hadn’t fully tightened the cords between the box and the wifi gizmo. Who knows. Maybe he did it on purpose hoping to get a call back so he could have one more reason to go into the neighbor woman’s home and stare at her awhile. Either way I got a blow job for my troubles and a slice of warmed over lasagna.
Tag: Wife
I [F] let my best friend’s [M]arried cousin cum on my titties
So this happened around Christmas time last year, when I visited the east coast for a reunion with some high school friends. I was staying with my friend Maddie, since her cousin and his wife lived in an ideal neighbourhood in the heart of the city, and we could crash for free. Plus her cousin, Adam (31) worked from home (even pre covid lol) and his wife Kelly (28) worked part time and went to grad school in the evenings.
Although Maddie insisted her cousins (she just referred to both of them as that) were very easygoing and cool, I was nervous about spending days with strangers. However, on the first night, the four of us found ourselves playing board games and watching horror movies, while the “adults” poured us a few glasses of wine as we kicked the upcoming weekend off.
Imprisoned in Paradise [Forced Chastity] [MFFFFF]
Ouch…
Like most days, it’s first thought of the day. I look down to see a steel prison chastity devise preventing what should be a powerful morning erection. Custom built just for me. Inescapable and quite painful anytime I start getting “excited”, yet designed to prevent damage from possible long-term use. The whole situation might actually be kinky, if it wasn’t forced upon me. And I thought I was so fucking smart. Better get a move on, life is easier if I beat the morning rush.
I carefully and quietly exit my sleeping pod and climb down the ladder. Careful not to wake the girls sleeping beneath me. As I sneak past I get a breath-taking view of a very naked Michelle and Sara. Former lingerie models, who could pass for sisters, were once at the very top of my list of women that I invited into my “end of the world bunker”.
And last night the noises they made playing with each other reminded me why. Before I was caged I would have climbed into the pod with them. Watch them go at it for a little bit. The long slender legs entangled together. Large lively breasts being fondled by each other’s petite hands. Michelle’s picture-perfect lips would playfully bite their way down Sara’s neck. Back before I was caged I would grab one of those WORLD class asses and…
My Married Good Friend [MM] Nude Beach Trip
I’ve written this out at the request of my cousin since she found this story of mine and Pete’s adventure very arousing.
At some point a few years ago the idea of Pete and I going on a trip together during one of his wife’s girl trips had been brought up so we looked around at what we might want to do. As we investigated options I made the joke of going somewhere I could be naked all the time and Pete could have unrestricted access. Five minutes later, Pete’s showing me a nice hotel right off a nude beach. We run this by his wife and she says that no one we know should be there so have fun.
The whole way up there Pete was all over my cock any chance he got. The plane ride was the worst. We had gotten business class tickets and Pete thought that meant he could suck me off when the other passengers across the row were asleep. I had to tell him he could stroke it but he was not sucking me in the seat of the airplane. Well, I fell asleep and thought I was having an absolutely wonderful dream with some hot young thing fucking me but as soon as I released I woke up to Pete’s mouth on my cock and him gulping down my load. How can you be mad about someone giving you great head miles in the air while you’re asleep and swallowing every last drop of cum?
[MF] My Best Buddy’s Widow. Part 11.
Read part 10 here:
https://redd.it/grp3gr
Just to give a heads up. This will be my last post and though I will leave the account open, I will not be posting anymore stories. I thank all of you who have joined me in this journey from the start and I think this story will be the highlight of the past 11 chapters.
So picking up where I left off on part 10. Addie thanked me for indulging her in her fantasy. I did admit I was somewhat weirded out, but really we all have our fantasies and Addie trusted me enough to open up about hers.
As Addie started to clean up after breakfast, I went to the garage to put some stuff in the recycle bin and then noticed a project that I put off to the side. I looked around to see if I had everything I needed to finish it and decided I did. So I got started on it.
I guess I was in the garage a bit longer than I thought. I was in the middle of sanding a table top when Addie came into the garage to check on me. She watched what I was doing for about a minute before saying anything.
The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 3, Part 1 – Therese [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [BDSM] [Humiliation]
**Therese**
I am now a concubine.
The destiny I sense not only when I romp around in bed and as a reward I can snuggle behind Vincent´s arm, becoming another of his cushions. In the days after arrival I live as a blank slate accessory he is guiding and showing new corners of the Tower, sometimes… Sometimes are these too beautiful to exist in a jail, where they tell you the worst kind of women is the best. I can´t have enough of male company, when we are reading with them about trees on the sign boards in the park. I infect Vincent with emotion produced by squirrel mother with her young one riding on her. His mandate on the walk is enumerate his personal trouble and I am suggesting fervent lamentations along with thoughts on solutions.
They rearrange my soul to his mage on the cultural trips, small exhibitions of his taste in art and short excerpts from movies or TV shows he watches. The key is not liking it, but agreeing with him convincingly. Premises of the minigallery wouldn´t be out of the place in the Louvre.
Other parts are ugly as sin.
Update 1 – [M] 19 [F] 32 Does she want me or is it all my imagination
Update – Does she want me or is it all my imagination M19 F32
[ Update – Since couple of guys asked me too]
I don’t have any new developments to share but I can share certain things from the day she moved into my room, (March 10) Just before the lockdown and all
On the first day she arrived .. She was still planning on renting a new place like a PG(Paying Guest) kind of thing. My mom was still trying to convince her to stay with us. Atleast for year or so (her husband was still managing a lot of things so he needed
some time to manage all that stuff). But she was reluctant to stay with us, my mom also kind of started to stop convincing her. But now and then I would put a thought on my mother’s mind on how she could help me with my studies, and even though I never touched my books before a day of my exam, I would pretend to ask doubts from my cousin in front my mom.
The Last Taboo [dad/dau] [incest] [taboo]
It was one of those perfect moments that rarely come along for an older man. Time alone to enjoy. My wife was at the school concert with my son. I had the house to myself – mostly. My daughter was locked in her room. She was 18, she wasn’t going to out and annoy me. Still, just to be sure, I locked myself in my own room.
I unbuttoned my shirt and dropped it on the floor before pulling my pants down, underwear and all, and stepped out of them. I could relax, the wife and son wouldn’t be home for three hours. I picked up my ipad and turned it on. Typing in the name of the cam chat site I’d recently discovered, I instinctively touched my still soft cock.
There comes a time in almost every married couple’s life when the sex stops. It could be when there’s kids interupting, work commitments, age, or just that physical attraction isn’t there anymore. It was mostly the latter with me. But I was able to cum every time with the girls in these cam shows.
A Hearth Stopping Brew [M]
I’ll admit this is a bit of unorthodox writing for me, first time attempting something like this. Enjoy if you can.
A Heart Stopping Brew
My alarm wakes me from a deep sleep at 5:00 a.m , vibrating and playing the default alarm. I want to hit snooze but can’t, damn testing all day. “Marty, shut that darn thing off” my wife Heather mumbles under her breath facing away from me. I turn the phone to mute and rise up on the edge of the bed, for 35 years I have done this exact same routine. Same wife, same bed, same house and same job.
[F] From wife to slut
We live in Cali. We were lucky enough to miss all the misfortune that is this year and had our wedding in Dec of last year. We are still in our honeymoon phase. Our marriage was an arrange marriage but we had quite a bit of time to decide if we want to go ahead with it. My family introduced me to this really nice guy(now my husband) about a year before we tied the knot. When we first started speaking to each other, both of us were shy to start off. He was a fit tall Indian dude working in cali, I worked in Boston. So most of our conversations were over the phone. We tried our best to meet once a month, but it was always very formal. He was a tall brown dude who was fit. I did play volleyball and was also a runner. Id like to think I have a great ass. As months went by I got comfortable being around him, but he was still the same stuck up dude. I did like him tho. In March we had an engagement ceremony in Mumbai, for close friends and family. That when he started to open up be more loose.