I posted an ad on Craigslist(2017)I wanted to try something new and post a list of the things I wanted. And this guy replied and we talked about what we wanted out of this arrangement, i met him at a downtown cafe, he was 35 6’2” semi dad bod. He complimented my ad as it was straight to the point and he wanted exactly what I did but his bonus was his wife(imma just say this for couples that want to play, the wife ALWAYS chooses the girl). They live in the suburbs, so I drove to their house – she greeted me at the door, she was 33, 5’4” 34B. pretty fit, and super cute. We planned to hang out and see where it goes. She made me a drink that I didn’t drink, I stuck with water. We played like uno, talking about one another – talked about how I liked school(in college at the time), men. She was already drunk, kept flirting with me, and finding ways to touch me.
Tag: Wife
I (M40) fucked my friend’s (F48) daughter (F22) [Fiction]
Deb is a single mother with 2 daughters (F22 and F18.) We will call (F22) Sarah. Deb and I met through a mutual friend and we have always been flirtatious but nothing really came of it. We’d see each other at BBQs and other events and always enjoyed each other’s company but things never got past being platonic.
Her oldest daughter, Sarah, is a pretty girl with nice curves but she always seemed shy and awkward. Long brown hair, hazel eyes, roughly 5’5″ with perky c-cup tits and an ass to die for.
Sarah and I exchange jokes and small talk but I never got the feeling that she was sexually active or interested in me at all. Occasionally she’d message me over the video game system online to see what I was up to but all of our conversations were superficial in nature until one glorious night.
One glorious night Sarah messages me through the video game system and asks me to join her in an online match against other people. I accept and next thing I know we are exchanging small talk through the headsets of the video game system with the other players muted and excluded from our private chat. Next thing I know Sarah confesses to me how horny she is and how her ex-boyfriend won’t fuck her any more. This surprises me because at no point have we ever talked about sex.
[MF] Came all over my Asian wife’s pretty face for the first time last night.
My wife has always been a good little slut for me. Letting me fuck her pretty much anytime I want and any way I want. She hasn’t had a ton of experience with other guys in the sack, but her skills would say other wise. I was the first guy that she ever sucked off and I would not have been able to tell. She has perfect rhythym with her mouth and her hands both working simultaneously, pleasuring my hard cock trying her best to work out a huge load. It’s worth noting that my wife LOVES to suck cock. She often times plays with her pussy and cums while she has me inside of her warm mouth.
[MF] Hard Fucking: A story about a youthful exuberance, lots of Jack Daniels, a water bed, a bicycle helmet and a life long love.
This is a story from long ago, my long ago, when I was young. I was living on the Oregon Coast. I worked at a beach side restaurant where I was training to be a chef. My days were long and I worked 6 days a week for months at a time. When I finally got some downtime, on Monday when the restaurant was closed, I spent it with the people I worked with because everyone else was working their 9 to 5’s. Early on in my employment at the restaurant I met Margo. She was the dining room manager and worked each evening as a server. We worked nearly every shift together. I ran the kitchen and she ran the dining room. Margo was a petite brunette with beautiful long straight hair that she tied in a pony tail when she worked. She was smart as a whip, funny and the epitome of the girl next door. I’ve never seen anyone work a table like she did. Rowdy college kids, horny businessmen and loud families were all under her spell when she was serving them. She never took shit from anyone. That was the first thing that drew me to her. Of course, that took some time. Our start was rough. Though we started at the restaurant within days of each other from the start she had a way she wanted things done and, being me, I did, too. For months we butted heads. At one point, she even threw a water pitcher at me. It was full. She had a way of getting right up in my face, like inches away, and telling me exactly what I was doing wrong. We were oil and water. Our coworkers called it hate. Me? I liked it. I liked her fire, her passion, her intelligence. I was hooked.
A Brief Foray Into Polyamory: My Arab Wife and Her Two Best Friends (The final chapter for now) [MFF]
Names and some details have been changed for anonymity.
People in the story:
Myself (Saif): M – Arab – Late 20s
Wifie (Aisha): F – Arab – Late 30s
Dominatrix (Maysa): F – Arab – Early 30s
Girlfirend (Sarah): F – Arab – Early 30s
Sarah and I stood at the door taking in the sight of my naked Arab wife Aisha with an 8 inch double strap-on beckoning us. I brought my hand down to Sarah’s pussy and felt it’s wetness.. she moaned again as I pulled her over to Aisha where she got on her knees and started to suck on the strap-on. She then got into doggy style on the bed and I helped Aisha guide her new cock into Sarah’s dripping wet pussy. Aisha began to slowly fuck her and picked up the pace gradually as I smacked both of their already red asses then I got onto the bed and my manhood found it’s way to Sarah’s welcoming mouth. We kept this going for a while until Sarah began to cum for the FOURTH time and the sight in front of me was something else. She was pushing her ass back into Aisha’s hips as Aisha smiled down on her without losing rhythm while pinching her sweet ass. Aisha pulled out and started biting her ass and lapping up her juices excitedly.
Tied In Her Arms
**Another day, another lesson for the would-be princess. I hated these educational lectures from expert professors. Quite frankly, I didn’t want to be a princess at all. I wanted to be a warrior, a fighter. Alas, the king would never let his prized daughter do such a thing. No, I had to prepare for motherhood and sewing and cooking and cleaning. All the dull work of a domestic wife. I wasn’t even close to the top of the list to succeed the king. I had five brothers and one older sister ahead of me.**
**The clock struck the top of the hour interrupting the mathematical professor. I felt blessed to be free from their boring speeches of how amazing the tiny and most irrelevant facets of equations. I packed up my belongings and head out the door. I bumped into my personal guard, my hero, Elise. She was one of the few women in the kingdom that ever made it into a suit of armor. Not to mention, she was drop-dead gorgeous. Those beautifully silky strands of chestnut-colored hair or the crystal-like blue eyes were thought about more than once in inappropriate fantasies.**
What is it about classic porn? [MF][mF][mast]
What is it about 70’s and 80’s porn that I’m so attracted to?
Is it that my early masturbation was fueld by it? Copies of euro porn mags stashed under my chest of drawers. Eagerly acquired from that guy at school who had some seemingly endless supply of them. Quickly put into the bottom of my school bag; a glimpse of some buxom woman wearing a colourful, low cut top being leered over by a moustached gent on the cover as I hide it away. All day spent thinking about what scenes were inside; what did her tits look like? How did he fuck her. Eagerly rushed home and into my bedroom, excuses for having the door closed as I flipped through the mag; a quick pass first to establish what scenes it contained. Some threesomes, a lesbian scene, one big breasted black woman taking on three dicks. Returning to the buxom woman who’s met up not only with the gent on the cover, but his mate as well. Progressively being undressed and working on their cocks, slowly stroking my erection through my pants. She’s on all fours being spit roasted, my cock is out and being stroked, imagining her on my desk sucking my cock. She’s on top of one guy on the couch riding cowgirl while she blows the other. Getting to the page where she’s got cum being ejected all over her asshole as one guy cums having just withdrawn from her hairy pussy and my load blows all over my hand. A quick wipe up with some tissue, pants up, mag safely stashed away for next time.
The Geisten Darrow Chronicles – Vol. 1 [weird] [FM] [hotwife] [fiction]
The volcanic rock Lucas had bought for my wife was more than what it appeared to be.
We were three hours into the afternoon, in room number fourteen, on the fifth floor of a hotel on a small Pacific island. The curtains had been drawn all the way back to allow the sunlight into the room. Neither of us felt exposed as we undressed because our room and all the others on this side of the hotel looked out over a vast tropical jungle with a not-so-active volcano visible in the blue distance.
I assumed the position of voyeur, sitting naked in a chair between the window and the bed, while Felicity and Lucas held each other for a moment, familiarizing themselves with their lover’s naked body before he picked her up in his strong arms and gently laid her on the bed.
First came the visual phenomenon that the room had gone darker too quickly. The sunlight gradually turned orange, red and then maroon in the space of a minute. The obsidian pendant attached to the necklace Lucas had bought for Felicity at the outdoor market started giving off sparks of red and yellow energy as it hung around her neck.
The Temp [hotwife] [FM] [interracial] [fiction]
*Featuring the wife of -Bornstellar-117 as Nikki Calimeris.*
A trio of male college interns ogled the sexy brunette as she stepped out of the red Honda Accord and crossed the car park of the Sony complex in Silicon Valley, California. She was dressed in an alluring, tight-fitting, primarily green, elf costume.
“Hey, gorgeous,” said one of the more forthcoming young men.
“Hi there, handsome,” replied Nikki Calimeris. “Would you kindly point me to the console coding section?”
They gave her directions, she thanked them and walked into the complex.
Her phone rang as she entered the reception area. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her new Sony Xperia 5. It was a gift she had received two days ago from the same person who had helped her get a job – a temporary one – at Sony. The job was to decorate eleven Christmas trees placed in various offices at the Sony complex with her own custom-made festive baubles.
“Hi, honey,” said Nikki.
Her husband Dan was on the other end of the line. He had been away for several days on a business trip and had told Nikki he would be home that morning.
Final Support [FM] [hotwife] [dom/sub] [fiction]
It had come to this.
She always knew it was a very likely outcome, but not in this particular way. She felt guilty as well. Karen knew that most of her friends and relatives would side with her husband, Gary, if the full story ever came out. She highly doubted it would.
She would never tell the truth of it, if pressed for a story, and neither would Gary and Nick. They were bound by their initial agreement, and despite the current state of separation, they would stick to it. She silently thanked the fates that she could have such confidence in these two men who had given her so much joy, passion and pleasure for almost a whole year as part of a love triangle-slash-open marriage.
Her friends and relatives would only know that Gary and Karen Hubble had come to a disagreement in their eight-year-long marriage that could not be reconciled, and so they had settled for a divorce and she had soon after shacked up with Nick Argos, a co-worker of hers who had been supportive during this difficult time of divorce. This story would be accepted and everyone would move on, including herself, Gary and Nick.