Tag: Wife

Storm Child part 18

When Mitchell and I disengaged ourselves from the lust fueled body of Sierra, we flopped down in a tangle of arms and legs. I saw that everybody had been drinking their fill of the spectacular sight, and everyone cuddled in with us.

Sierra blushed a bright red, as she whispered, “Oh my god, I didn’t think I’d be so loud. I must have sounded like some kind of sex pervert!”

Maya made her way in, and holding Sierra close, she cooed, “Nothing of the sort. Fantasy really gets the juices rolling, one of my friends told me she needs a rape fantasy every time, to make her cum. Just because you use it as a fantasy, doesn’t mean you want it to come true. A fantasy helps you control the action, and decide how far your mind wants to take it.”

That relieved Sierra, and she sighed with pleasure.

I noticed that I was still rock hard, damn, that Viagra really works well.

Jenna saw this, and cooed, “With daddy still so hard, let me show you my fantasy!” Read more »

Expelled [MF] [stepmother] [anal] [creampie]

It was a hectic day for Jake. He had to make some difficult decisions as he packed quickly in his dorm room. He picked up the official letter of expulsion from the bursar’s office. The letter head was embossed with gold leaf around the University’s symbol of a rooster with amber grains clamped in its beak. In bold letters it read, “Expulsion due to conduct unbecoming a student.” He couldn’t call his dad. He thought about calling his step-mother, Cynthia. No, it was better he just showed up. Let the walk of shame begin, he thought.

He pulled up the ranch-style house in the late afternoon. The sun cast long shadows on the lawn. The house seemed empty. Jake opened the door with a soft click. At first, he thought nobody was home. He almost called out, but then he heard the light sobbing. He crossed to the back of the house, following the muffled sound to the master bedroom. Cynthia was curled in a ball and crying into a pillow. Read more »

MJ and Peter {Annabelle’s Humiliation}

My name is Annabelle… I’m a 26 year old black woman, I have hazel eyes, my skin is a heresy chocolate complexion, my hair style changes from time to time my favorite to wear is short box braids, I work out to keep my mind off everything!
I have a confession…..

I rent out to Mary Jane Parker and Peter Parker.

They are always on the run! They are always out! They are always busy!

…. I have a crush on Mary Jane, I’ve always wanted to be a journalist, which is why I moved to New York.

MJ didn’t know I had a crush on her, her gorgeous red hair, her mystical freckles that only appeared when she was in the sun, she’s brave, resilient, charismatic! She is an under rated journalist! I love reading her work, it tells a story yet I can tell she hides some truth!

I’m not a stocker….
I’m not gay….
I’m just…..

So it was a Monday the first of the month, the rent was due. Peter was always late! (I never blame MJ, if it wasn’t for Peter she could stay for free!) Read more »

Those Big Green Eyes Part Four [Anal][Demonic Possession][Rape][Squirting]

I lay back in my seat stunned at the news Tara had just delivered. “Ummmm honey I’m sorry but I have to meet with our Pastor today.” Tara’s eyes began to swell with tears. “But…..but we never doing anything together Dad” she says as she looks down at her feet trying to hide her tears. “Ohhhh look Marty you made her cry!” the demonic voice says mockingly. “Shut the fuck up. You know why I am doing this” I say to myself. “Look Ol Marty boy lets weigh our options here. You could A go down and see Pastor Brian and tell him all about how you jack hammered your wife’s face hole till she passed out and then get arrested. Or B go to Lilly’s pool party and see those big beautiful teenage tits of hers in a skimpy bathing suit. I think you know which option to pick Marty” the demonic voice said. Read more »

Ms. Maureen Mast and how to deal with a troublesome son [age gap] [bullying] [MILF] [humiliation] [twisted]

Ms. Maureen Mast has a son in 10th grade named Chad. Chad in a nutshell is a big, built, aggressive teenager who enjoys great popularity among his peers and he sits in the small percentage of the student body that enjoys overwhelming success with the opposite sex. One thing Chad also enjoys doing is bullying all the weaker kids, be it make fun of them, steal their lunch money, shove them into small spaces or tie them up and lock them in the trunk of his car on a hot day over lunch period.

Ms. Maureen tells her son not to bully, but treat others the way he wants to be treated yet her son doesn’t listen. The last time she caught him bullying someone she got furious. That day Chad had his two best friends pin down a coloured boy on the pavement while he drew racial slurs with sidewalk chalk on his skin. Maureen happened to be driving by when this happened and her initial reaction was to firmly order her son in the car and to let the boy go. She told him the next time she catches him bullying she will brutally punish and embarrass him, not going into detail how she’d do it. Chad would roll his eyes and nod, fake promising to his mom that he’ll be nicer to all the kids at school from that day on. Read more »

Texas Stewardess Strips From Her Uniform And Masturbates For Her Husband And His Poker Buddies [F4M] 34

[ORIGINAL STORY WITH NICE PIC IS HERE ON IMGUR](https://imgur.com/SKBsMEQ)

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I am a real flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist.

My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace. In other words, I wasn’t willing to give it up in a marriage. He claimed he understood and continues to try but he does have his jealous moments which I completely understand.

So he really surprised me one time when he said he had been talking to his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San Antonio airport about having an after-work Friday night party and he wanted me to go.

I said, “It sounds to me like an all guys type of party. Why do you want me there?”

He said, “Because, my exhibitionist wife, we want you to be the entertainment.” Read more »

Working Late at the Office [MF]

Eric stared at the time on his computer screen, counting down the hours until he could go home. As his boss approached the cubicle, Eric smiled weakly and opened up his email for the one hundredth time that day, so as to look busy.

“Eric… I’m going to need you to stay late this evening again. I’m sending an email with the details.”

Eric agreed politely and waited for his email. When it finally came through, he eagerly looked through the recipients to see who would be working with him tonight. He was used to working with John and got along pretty well with him, but his stomach tightened with excitement when he saw the next name. *Alice*. As much as he wanted to go home, it certainly didn’t hurt to have the sexiest woman in the office as his partner on the next project.

Just then, an instant message appeared from Alice.

“Ordering from the deli next door for dinner. You in?” Read more »

Married trophy wife initiates affair [MF] for the first time with artist mentor.

I’m an artist. I mostly make oil paintings. I teach one-on-one lessons on the side both to give back to the art community and to make some extra money. About a year or so ago I met a guy named Rob at one of my openings. Rob is in the movie industry and turned out to be an enthusiastic patron of the arts. He eventually ended up owning three of my paintings and hired me to give his wife private painting lessons. Yesterday something unbelievable happened and I had to write it out.

The sessions took place at Rob’s residence in the guest house by the pool. The place was very nice. Beverly Hills, North Rexford Drive, gorgeous neighborhood, and his wife matched the setting. Jen was a surprise to me – her husband, although nice, seemed habitually disheveled and lacking in style. Where Rob was dumpy and inept, Jen seemed sophisticated, active, and hip. She was a stay-at-home wife who spent most of her time reading and working out. Recently, she had developed a keen interest in the fine arts and was excited and enthusiastic about learning how to paint. Our first few sessions were purely professional. We went over materials, basic technics, and a little art history. We definitely had chemistry and we were laughing quite a bit. There were a few moments where we locked eyes a little longer than we should have and I think we both knew it. Read more »

First time I took it [MM]

This story is about a friend I had for about 6 or 7 years until he found that special piece of man candy and stopped doing the ‘hook-up’ thing (much to my dismay). He was older, much older late 50’s I believe, but he had a fantastic cock and knew how to suck me better than ever I had ever had. He was also the first man to subject me to anal pleasures, he loved my ass.

It all started about my third or fourth time seeing him, up until this point it had always been blow and go’s, but this time when I lowered my pants and sat on his couch he sat next to me reaching over and playing with my already rock hard cock. I’ve always been the more repressed bi guy, sadly. I like to be played with but not really return the favor unless I’m really horned up and in the mood and I trust you. At this point in me and my friend’s relationship I didn’t do much. Read more »

A Helpful Neighbour (f, 45)

Another story from this past winter.

It was the biggest snowstorm this winter. We didn’t go out to shovel that night knowing that we would only have to shovel multiple times anyway. Our snowblower would take care of it in less time anyway.

The next day there was a break in the weather so hubby and I went out to use the snowblower. It started out fine and hubby ended up getting a couple passes done then the belt went. And it stopped throwing snow.

The thought of shoveling 30cm of snow wasn’t a pleasant one. I was about to call my father for help when Barry, the guy across the street came over and asked if we needed help.

We told Barry what happened and he looked at our blower with hubby. He agreed that it was out of commission and offered to bring his blower over.

Barry was a nice guy. He and his wife moved into the house about a year ago. He was around 55 years old, 5’8, stalky and works as guard. Beth, his wife is a nurse. Read more »