Rewarding My Husband

My husband walks through the door at the end of another 14 hour night shift. He works as a firefighter, and is still dressed in his work uniform. Dark blue utility pants and top – everytime I see him in his work clothes, I instantly feel my pussy start to tingle and get wet. He sits down on the couch across from me, exhausted, and lets out a long sigh.

‘How was your day baby?’ I ask him, secretly sneaking a look at his crotch. Thinking about what’s under there just serves to make my pussy tingle even more…..I ache to feel him inside me, but i know he’s had a long night, and is tired, and it’s my turn to be a selfless wife.

‘Yeah Ok…the usual, alarms, car fires etc. I’m beat’.

I go over to where he is sitting, and sit next to him and start to cuddle him, and caress his chest. He sighs and relaxes back into the couch. I continue to run my hands over his chest and torso, slowly making my way down to his crotch. When I get there, I can feel his cock, hard as a rock, through his work pants. I let out a little sigh….god my pussy wants him.

Easy to Close: The girl selling me her house, Sucks and 28[F]ucks 28[M]e after

How I got into flipping:

My friend Joseph from work had talked me into taking on the investment adventure of flipping houses. I was looking for something to fill time after work besides going out to bars, and some extra money in my life. I been going through some heart broken times, as my high school sweetheart had broken off our engagement last summer. (This is around spring time). I had seen Joseph have some success in the past, so i agreed. It would be him, myself, and my other buddy Michael (who i’ve known forever) taking on this as a team.

A Very Merry Sex Robot [MF] [Fembot] [Christmas]

“Tis the season, my ass,” groaned less than jovial Ethan Elder. “How the hell am I supposed to enjoy Christmas this year?

That was the tenth time Ethan had asked himself that question in the past hour, but he remained no closer to an answer. He’d contemplated it in various forms for over a year, but had only succeeded in making himself more miserable. Even in the comfort of his parents’ home on Christmas, the disillusion and despair festered. At this point, even a Christmas miracle couldn’t mend his broken spirit.

The past year had left Ethan with little capacity for cheer on the holidays. Since late January, his life had been consumed by a messy and ugly divorce from his now ex-wife, Gina. In hindsight, he should’ve seen the signs.

Ethan and Gina had been high school sweethearts who got married on a whim after graduating, thinking it would solidify their relationship for the long term. It was the antithesis of what their friends and peers did with their significant others, few of which remained together. He and Gina thought they were bucking the trend by taking a giant leap forward with their relationship. He genuinely believed in their love.

New Co-Worker (MF) (anal) (oral) (vaginal) (facial)

Not much is enjoyable about my job but one of the benefits of it is that anyone new to the job has to come see me when they start. This is nice because I am a mid-30s male and some of our new employees are early 20s women looking to start their careers. I’m married and while the sex with my wife is amazing, it’s always the same, at night and missionary. I’ve always wanted to experience more but I have remained faithful…until recently.

It was a normal Tuesday, nothing out of the ordinary, no way that I could have predicted how the day would have turned out. I was working on the computer when she walks into my office, I had never seen her before and assumed she was new. I ask her if she is here to in-process and she says yes. I hand her all the required paperwork to fill out and she takes a seat and begins filling it out. She wore business pants and a blouse that was low enough cut that you could just barely see her breasts pressed together showcasing impressive cleavage. She was maybe 5’5″ and probably around 140 lbs. What caught my attention most was her vibrant shoulder length red hair and crisp green eyes, being a comic book fan she kinda reminded me of Mera from Aquaman.

My Wife and I | Fantasy Series | Tied to the Bed [wife]

My wife and I have been married for 15 years and as expected things have nosedived after children in the bedroom department. This has resulted in several confessions of fantasies, one of which for me was about being a cuckold and watching her have sex with random men. This fell flat as I’m the only guy she’s had sex with but it did open possibilities to other adventures.

For one night a month, I will be in charge and she goes along with it, the rules are simple, no one gets hurt, the code word finishes it all and no one else is involved.

Here is today’s tale.

• • • • •

The children were packed off to the grandparents and this was our date night for the month. I’d arranged for us to visit a new restaurant in town and we got dressed up and looked good even at the ripe age of 35 & 36. I’d gone for a grey suit, grey tie and crisp white shirt, a Mr Grey look if you will. My wife had gone for a sexy black dress and heels, it was good to make an effort, something we don’t usually do.

He said he was tired… I sat on his face [FM]

*This happened last weekend. Just couldn’t find the time to write sooner. Enjoy ;)*

I’ve been more than a little horny all weekend – I’m longing, thirsting, craving for a fuck – but unfortunately my cop husband has to work two twelve hour shifts and I’ve visited some friends so we’ve hardly seen each other. On Sunday evening we are slouched on the couch, he’s watching stuff on youtube and I can tell he is beat. Still, a girl can try… ‘hey baby’ I say. Absentminded ‘hmm?’. ‘Look at me…’. He finally looks up. I slowly pull my sweater over my head in a hopefully erotic way – but he bursts out laughing! WTF?! I yank the sweater off my head unpretentiously, obviously this isn’t going as planned… He is laughing so hard he’s almost crying. I look down at myself and then I see why: I’ve totally forgotten I wear an old T-shirt with E.T. printed on it (the alien from the Steven Spielberg movie), his big sad fish eyes stretched over my boobs, geeky alien smile on my belly… Citing my husband: ‘E.T. looks just like a wrinkled old dick’. I have to giggle too, since this is an awfully accurate description. So yeah, no sexy mood thanks to E.T., you cock-blocking extraterrestrial son of a bitch…

The Best Apartment Tour Ever [MF]

I went to go look at an apartment the other day. It was interesting, to say the least.

So I walked in the door and the little bell jingled above me. I walked towards the front desk and sat down, waiting.

A young guy – in his 20s for sure – came out from the office and extended his hand to me. I stood and shook his hand, smiling.

“Tristen,” he said. “How can I help you?”

“Hi, Tristen. I’m Ginger.” I answered. I explained to him how I was looking for a new place in the area and wanted to take a tour. He nodded and started pulling out a brochure.

As he gathered documents together, I played with my ring. I could see him looking at it.

“Are you engaged?” he asked me.

I was a bit surprised he would ask this question, but not bothered by it.

“No.”

He looked at the ring and I looked down at it as well. “This is a $6 ring from Ross.”

We both laughed.

“It helps at bars when guys won’t leave me alone!” I explained.

He chuckled and said, “I’d imagine so.”

[MF] – Met a lovely redhead in #Nashville

Early this week, I saw a post from /u/nashflashfemale, who I will call Holly, and started a conversation while she flew at about 37 thousand feet from the west coast. Great conversation and we agree to meet on Wednesday to explore some Nashville beer. I am going to call her Holly, as I am into the holiday spirit.

Tuesday night, she calls and is upset about another date that ended in disaster. We talk. She talks to my wife. We agree to meet Wednesday. I will try to keep this brief rather than a play by play, as she has already spelled it out [in this post]( https://old.reddit.com/r/dirtyr4r/comments/e9r2zg/35_f4m_nashville_exceed_my_expectations_success/).

First impression IRL was her getting out of the Uber. Nicely dressed in a mid-length top and sweats. She has a nice hourglass figure and she does look quite young, like her pictures. Personally, I think she looks better than her pictures. We have a couple of flights and a great conversation with lots of laughing. I love she is not constrained in laughing out loud. Humor is a sign of a good relationship, me thinks. :D

Interrupted My Masturbating Babysitter

By Rodney Robertsen

Clark smiled at Ginger as he reached for his wallet. The pretty blonde college student was standing in front of him, her long pale hair swept back over her shoulders, her pert 19-year old breasts jutting out of a tight grey sweater which didn’t come down far enough to cover her skinny tanned midriff with a cute orange belly button piercing. Her shapely calves were bare, small feet in flip flops, and her slender thighs poked out of blue jean cut-offs.

Clark’s wife Betty was already upstairs and in bed. The two had gotten home from an exhausting company party, and Betty had given him a peck on the cheek as they walked up the stairs, her ample ass moving in her long dress. “Can you go pay Ginger and drive her home if she needs it? I’m tired. I’ll peek on the kids, and then I’m hitting the hay. I assume you’re going to unwind on a game or something?” Clark told her “Yep,” and came back downstairs, where Ginger was waiting.

Dirty Wife Dancing (Part 3) [cuck] [wife] [cheating]

[Read Part One Here](https://www.reddit.com/user/ukdc2lc/comments/e96eqa/dirty_wife_dancing_part_1/)

[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/user/ukdc2lc/comments/e9uv1r/dirty_wife_dancing_part_2/)

Without thinking I dropped my trousers and whilst watching started to stroke my cock, the sight of my precious wife acting like this was something that messed with my head but my dick had other thoughts. I was too engrossed in this and hadn’t noticed the third missing Arab guy was standing metres from me, his phone in hand recording it.

“Tut tut tut, what have we here?”

• • • • •

Shit, I tried saying it’s not what it looks like. I’m not sure who I was trying to kid, heck I didn’t even believe the words coming out of my mouth.

Without allowing me to pull up my trousers the guy dragged me into the room, all eyes focused on me.

“Was you getting off on seeing your wife get fucked? You dirty pervert!” the guy still with his dick in my wife barked, “Look at your husband, watching you act like a slut”. Kyana looked directly at me with a smile on her face, “What’s up darling? Don’t you like this?”