I will preface my story by saying that my husband have a happy and very healthy sex life. We have always been rather active in that department and our relationship wasn’t missing anything in the bedroom. We have even experimented with positive results I might add with other singles and a few couples in our bed over the years. It was not often but we were both open to the idea of getting kinky and experimenting in the right situations. But on a recent vacation with some friends of ours, I did something very different and completely new. I did it without permission and hoped I would receive forgiveness after the fact.
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Practical Sex-Ed, Ch 6 [M+F+] [Incest]
* [Chapters 1 & 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ejile1/practical_sexed_ch_1_2/)
* [Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ek0ba0/practical_sexed_ch_3_mf_oral/)
* [Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ekevwp/practical_sexed_ch_4_mf_oral_incest/)
* [Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/elc2c0/practical_sexed_ch_5_mf_oral_incest/)
## Chapter 6
Foreplay was over, and now it was time to get into the main session of the class. ‘This is it,’ Ms. Callahan thought, ‘I’m about to get fucked in front my class.’
‘This is it,’ Mr. Francis’ thoughts echoed, ‘I’m about to fuck this hot girl in front of all these kids.’
To allow everybody to get a full view they’d decided to perform the exercise on the desk rather than down on the mat.
Mr. Francis laid down on the desk while his coworker removed the last of her clothing. He grabbed Ms. Callahan by the waist and hoisted her onto himself, she straddled him and hovered her pussy over his dick, her back facing her fellow teacher in the standard reverse cowgirl, her legs spread for the class so they could all see what was going on clearly.
Mr. Francis watched as she hovered over his cock, reaching down to aim it up at her fine little pussy. He thought momentarily about his wife and children once again, ‘No, it’s not cheating, it’s for the government, it’s academic, and we agreed… but then she didn’t know it was going to be a fresh-out-of-college fox like this that I’d be fucking.’
Swinger and cross dressing part 5 Gay, CD,BI MM MFM factual
My wife has to go away on business sometimes, once myself and Bob decided we would have a rip to a crossdressing/gay friendly hotel.
We booked in went up to our room, I decided this time to really show off my figure I was very proud of my boobs and legs I put on a tight black minisirt with a lace lowcut see thru top 5inch heels and hold up stocking.
There was a stage show that night and we had a table near the stage, we had our dinner and the show started. I did not know but there was a transvestite performing I knew, halfway thruough the act she spoted me in the audience and said their isa friend of mine her name is Vicky come up here please. When I got up there she kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear and I said yes. She then announced that she would sing, while I did a strp tease (which would not take long lol).
Garnet – an Outfoxed Story – Chapter 1 [rape, supernatural]
Germany, 1654
Everybody told stories. Garnet had heard them her whole life. Of twisted, ancient trees whose roots bound unwary travelers who rested under their branches, holding them until they rotted and provided morbid sustenance. Of tittering faeries, dancing on trails of sparkles, coaxing curious onlookers ever closer until they pitched into any number of lethal traps. Of luscious maidens bathing in rivers and lakes, laying sumptuous skin bare, luring men close until they fell prey to prehensile tresses of silken, strangling hair. Everybody in the village had their own favorite tale, passed down by grandparents or stolen from a passing merchant or built from personal experience nobody else could confirm. They varied in length and lethality and the exact triggers for catastrophe, and the creatures might even change from telling to telling, but the moral was always the same: there were monsters in the world, and only a fool traveled alone and unprepared.
3 Hot Days at the Hotel
Marie and Nicolas have been together for a few years now. Both have paid jobs that take a long time. Children, routine, work. But through this sex decreases, fatigue is more and more present.
They have little to no private time, so they decide to rent a hotel room to celebrate their wedding anniversary. Hotel with spa directly in the room. Everything goes as planned the children are kept for 3 days. It’s a big weekend, the hotel is going to be overflowing with people.
When Marie and Nicolas arrived at the hotel they had only one thing in mind, to have sex. The wait is long at the reception, the tension mounts the desire is felt.
Barely back in their suite, he puts the luggage on the floor, and Nicolas turns to Marie, undressing her gaze. They begin to kiss the tension goes up, he kisses her in the neck, nibbles her ear, goes back up on those lips, goes back to the neck and he continues to descend gently, takes off her blouse kisses him gently takes off her bra and begins to eat her breasts, the right, the left, he nibbles her nipples very gently, he continues to descend to her skirt.
Human Anatomy and Sexuality 101 – Part Four [MFF] [Threesome] [Exhib] [Mast]
Week 4 – Self-Stimulation
The Saturday after our third class happened to be my birthday, but when I woke up the house was empty. There was a note from my wife, Leslie, informing me that she had run out for a bit, but that she would be home shortly. Also that her sister Rachel would be coming home with her, so I should make sure that I was dressed when they got back. Joke’s on her, I thought with a grin, Rachel had not only seen me naked twice now during our last two classes, but I had eaten her out and she had helped jack me off. But I got dressed nonetheless, as Leslie was not aware of the personal nature of our Human Anatomy and Sexuality class.
When the girls got back they had all of the stuff for a barbecue, but suggested a dip in the pool before we started grilling. I went up and got changed into my suit, and they suggested I head to the pool while they got changed. When they came out the back door, they were both wearing what appeared to be new bikinis, and they were the smallest ones I had ever seen with tiny patches covering their nipples and pussies and strings everywhere else. “Happy Birthday,” they both said simultaneously with big smiles on their faces. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Was my wife really offering herself and her sister to me as a birthday present? I couldn’t wait to see where this was leading.
In The Shower [MF]
This just happened a few hours ago.
I am weirdly energetic in the afterglow, so I thought I would share.
My wife and I shared a very stressful last week of the holuday season. Lots of travel, lots of passive-aggressive, dysfunctional in-laws, lots of tears.
So, we seized advantage of a slow resumption of post-holiday business and “use or lose” vacation time. After the kids headed off to school, we lounged around, then hit the gym.
Before we even left the house, I knew that I wanted to fuck my wife’s brains out after we got back. She looked hot (5’4″, 130, 36 D, long, wavy brown hair, piercing and expressive blue eyes) in her workout outfit. I wanted to see her out of it ;-)
I attacked her on the way back to the front door after returning from the gym. As I kissed her and wrapped my arms around her, she half-complained, “But I’m all sweaty and gross!” I spun her around, smacked her pert ass, and said in a growl, “Well, then you should go hop in the shower!”
She walked to the master suite, stripping as she went. I followed close behind.
Curing her headache [MF]
On Friday night my wife promised that we would have sex, as it had been about 2 weeks with visiting relatives for Christmas and her time of the month, (Both situations I am good to go with but are non-starters for her.) However Friday night came and the kids got in the way and nothing happened I went to bed frustrated (which is fairly normal). However, Saturday morning my wife rolled over and said she had a headache but was ready for me if I wanted. I jumped up and attacked her with passion. I didn’t wait around and within 10 min had busted a nut deep inside her pussy. I asked her if she wanted to have an orgasm which she declined as she had a abad headache.
I got up and showered and made the family breakfast, a couple hours later she still complained her head was killing her, so i offered to give her a massage. I locked the door got her undressed and grabbed the oil. For the next 1+ i massaged her back, neck, hips and legs, working very hard to help her relax. as that wind down her headache persisted I asked if I could give her an orgasim as it helps with some of my worst headaches. She said she didn’t think it would help but would let me try.
My First Sexual Experience. [BiMale] [older/younger][true story][gay][crossdressing]
This story is about 95% true. The location has changed and some elements of the story have been altered to reduce any identifying details.
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Growing up, I knew something was different about me. I liked the feeling of being feminine; the movements, the clothes, the panties, and the feeling of being penetrated, having something inside me.
I lived in a rural area of the Texas panhandle, a collection of trailers outside of a small town in tornado alley. The trailers were all on 2-3 acre lots, so they weren’t exactly close together. This afforded some privacy for my sexual antics as a kid, but also allowed for plenty of gossip to get around.
When I was 6 or so, I discovered the feeling of lace on my body. Around 8 I discovered anal penetration. Around 10, I was tired of playing with myself and deep down inside, I knew I wanted to be intimate with a man. Small town Texas in the late eighties didn’t afford many opportunities, and you couldn’t really just come out. So what was a bottom boy to do? Raid your mother’s panty drawer, find household objects to stick inside you, and be ready to take advantage of any opportunity to dress that became available.
All That Jazz [MF]
“I don’t mind you comin’ here. And wastin’ all my time. ‘Cause when you’re standin’, oh so near…” The alarm on my phone played The Cars hit from my dresser, waking me up at 4:30. I groaned and rolled out of bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I tasted the rancid flavor of the previous night’s beer and liquor on my breath and felt a dull throb in the base of my skull, presumably from the same source. None of it mattered though; not the early start, not the mild hangover, not even the fact that I had forgotten to turn on the heat the night before and it was now 45 degrees in the apartment. The day was finally there: Vacation. Sixteen days of road tripping, visiting national parks, hiking, and camping, with a mandatory brief stop at my parents place for Thanksgiving. I had not had a vacation in almost a year, and I was so ready to get out of town. I showered, brushed my teeth, grabbed my bag, and left on my trip by 5:00 am. I pulled out of the parking lot and rolled down the window, letting the brisk November air wash over me.