Tag: Wife

[MF] Not that kind of facial

One of my wife’s friends is a somatologist. Thats apparently the fancy name for a beauty therapist. She’s a brunette with shoulder length hair and has a relatively good body. Hips and B sized tits in proportion. She is quite attractive in the “girl next door” kinda sense. Lets call her Michelle.

My wife has been nagging me to go get a facial and she set up an appointment with her friend at the salon. She went to have her hair done at the same place. Now of course I’m on friendly terms with Michelle and we were having a friendly, platonic conversation as she was working on my face and applying a mask. Her soft touches apparently had an effect on me and I developed a raging erection. I was hoping she hadn’t noticed but there was no way to hide it as I was stretched out on her reclining chair. At least my blushing was hidden under the mask. Read more »

The first time I went down on a girl was at the beach, and there was an audience. [MF]

Long time lurker. First time poster.

The story I’m going to tell you happened a good few years back, just as I was finishing high-school. My family and I had taken a late summer break in a small coastal beach town – one of those places 10 or 20 years past their glory days, but affordable enough to still pull crowds.

I was a very shy, very sheltered kid, 18 year old kid from a very conservative family. I’d kissed a couple of girls I played tennis with. But outside of that all my sexual experiences (and knowledge) came from magazines and Dear Penthouse letters.

Our first day at the beach, I’m lying alongside my family soaking up the half bored torture, half pleasure of family holidays, when I see her. A gorgeous pale skinned blonde teen, about my age, frizzy blonde hair and a too tight, ever so slowly slightly transparent swimsuit that obviously hadn’t kept up with her growth spurts. She was lying a few meters away, and from my angle I can already make out two gorgeous, large breasts straining against her suit. Read more »

[MF] 5K to fuck the groom.

I got flown to DC to fuck the groom. I met him through my SD, he use to fly me from NYC to DC before he got engaged. We never fucked, only blowjobs but he wanted to fuck me as he wanted to start clean with his new wife.

The wedding was at Watergate so I basically stayed in the hotel room all day until he would run up real quick to fuck me. The conditions were i was on my knees, tits out waiting for him. And that he got to cum inside me. After he left, room service, bubble bath and suck other guys off until he texts saying he was coming back up.

I managed to suck 3 cocks while he was gone. Mid fuck, I got call from the 4th guy and told him to wait. He said to bring him up. I sucked the 4th guy while he fucked me.

I was there for 9 hours, and took a late flight back to NYC.

We Finally Met – Chapter 5 – In Love

[Chapter 4 – The Distance](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fyug0y/we_finally_met_chapter_4_the_distance/)

I woke up before the alarm went off, Jen was sleeping over my chest, and I didn’t want to woke her. My right hand slid down her back, in a gentle and slow caress. She hugged me tightly, while I continue moving my hand up and down.

– “Thank you Rod” – she said, with a tone between asleep and hungover.
– “Do you remember the last thing you said yesterday?”

She raised her head, and put her hands below her chin, over my chest. My hand continue with the caress.

– “Of course I remember, I begged you to fuck me”
– “Are you sure that saw the last thing you said?”
– “Oooh you mean that last thing, when I said your full name?” – She joked
– “So you do remember.”
– “Of course I remember, you silly. And I’m not afraid nor ashamed to say that I love you.”
– “I think I love you too Jen”
– “you think? you think?” – she said while incorporation on her knees, and grabbed a pillow
– “Don’t you dare start a war you cannot win, honey” Read more »

My Wife’s Sexy Story

My wife wrote this story to me when we were dating. Presented here for your reading pleasure:

 I would love to have your cock right now. Makes me wet to think about it. I love when I make you so horny I can see your boner through your pants. It’s really hard not to take off your pants and suck your cock when it happens. I love the way you taste. I can’t wait to slowly run my lips down your cock, pressing my tongue flat against it and running my tongue to the tip, flicking my tongue across the head. You can feel my tits brushing your legs, making you even hotter.

I love taking your whole cock into my mouth, swallowing your cock before running my tongue across the base and flicking my tongue across you as I come back up. You can’t stand it. You love the way I swallow you but you want more. I’m wet from all the anticipation and you can tell. You grab my hair as I’m sucking your cock and pull me up, kissing me forcefully. You thrust a hand toward my pussy, shoving a finger in my tight, wet pussy, quickly pulling it out and tasting me. You love it. I can feel your cock getting harder under me. I can’t help but want you inside me. Read more »

Anthony’s Cuckold Beginnings Ch. 02 [blowjob] [exhibitionist] [voyeur]

*Author’s notes: This is the second part of Anthony and Katherine’s adventure. To fully realize the relationship, it’s best if you read the first one but not required. This installment may be a little more outlandish than the previous one, but I attempt to keep all my stories as realistic as possible.*

*Also, thank you to everyone for their feedback on the first chapter. As always, I appreciate and welcome feedback on ways to improve.*

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Anthony finished placing the last bag in the back of their Jeep. It’s been a few weeks since his wife, Katherine suggested they go on this trip, and he was more nervous than ever. It almost seemed as if Katherine changed ever since the night she introduced him to ‘Katie’. He found her a lot more confident, and comfortable in her own skin. Finding it incredibly sexy he agreed to this trip before really thinking it through.

“Almost ready?” Katherine called standing in the doorway of their building.

“Yeah, last bag. You got everything you need?” Anthony replied, trying to match her excitement about the trip. Read more »

The night we had our first [mfm] threesome

I’ve been with my wife for 12 years of my life. She’s always been hot as hell and we’ve always had good, albeit sometimes pretty vanilla sex. We grew from teens to adults together and we’ve had sex with each other exclusively for all 12 of these years.

After having our second child and getting a vasectomy we began to revisit our sexuality and what our bedtime shenanigans would look like moving forward. Our new sex life began to get very hot. We’d begin experimenting in the bedroom, my wife began posting to reddit, and we started talking about things we’d like to try.

Flash forward to July last year. After much debate we got drunk and texted a close mutual friend of ours that we’d always talked about having a threesome with if the opportunity presented itself. On a whim we reached out and asked if he’d be interested in playing the following day. Thankfully, he was more than interested and the nerves began to settle in. Read more »

Throat[F]ucking [M]y Wife: Consensual non-consent.

My wife is what you would call a Cumslut. She loves cum more than she loves anything else. She absolutely loves sucking dick and her favourite part of it is that she insists every single time that I cum in her mouth so that she can drink some warm cum. We have an extremely kinky sex life, and she enjoys cumplay. Enjoy is an understatement, she loves anything and everything to do with cum. This happened a few days ago.

Now my wife is 30. Brunette. 5’8”. Nice C cups with big brown areoles. Looks a bit like Katy Perry. I on the other hand, am 6 feet. Got that intellectual look going for me, but in reality am a freak when it comes to sex. 6 and half inch cock.

We have alter egos of sorts when we are in the mood. Our sex life mostly consists of rough, kinky sex. I take on the role of ‘Daddy’ while she assumes her dutiful persona of ‘Cumslut’ who is Daddy’s personal slave. She loves to be dominated, humiliated and degraded in bed, which would come as a surprise to anyone who ever found out, considering her worklife persona of a confident and borderline domineering bitch. I love what she becomes for me. Read more »

Moved in with hot Aunt. Part 5 (M/F)

[Intro & Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fxn07q/moved_in_with_hot_aunt_got_a_hand_job_hoping_for/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fxvmi4/moved_in_with_hot_aunt_part_2_mf/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fy7xvx/moved_in_with_my_hot_aunt_part_3_mf_quick_tit_fuck/)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fyg2zh/moved_in_with_hot_aunt_part_4_mf/)

The next morning my extreme giddiness was cut down swiftly as Melissa quickly said, “yea your porn last night was like really loud.” She didn’t say it with any venom, but it wasn’t playful either.

“Heh, yeah, I guess my headphones weren’t all the way in,” I mumbled as she smirked and walked to the restroom.

Fuck fuck!! When I told my aunt, we agreed we had to chill to see if Melissa knew and maybe acted weirdly in front of either of us. It was just as well because I started working the late shift, and I didn’t get home until very late. After the first few days, we decided Melissa either didn’t suspect or wasn’t letting on. We decided the mornings were probably the best, but my Uncle was lingering before work, and we really didn’t have the time to mess around much. The week after, Melissa had taken some days off and had her shift switched. Although this did mean she was there in the mornings, this meant that we were getting very close again. Read more »

I [M38] think this is the beginning of a beautiful ..relationship … with a married coworker[F32] [MF]

I am from India and English is not my first language so apologies upfront for any mistakes. This may be a series of stories about a relationship I was in for over 5 years or may be just this one story. Who knows?

It was a hug very long time in the waiting. The next thing we knew we were kissing each other. But as with all good things, we must wait and things may not proceed as one might imagine. So here is a little background. Read more »