Our Strip Club date night and the craziness entailed… [MF]

This is our first post to this sub so hopefully it lives up to yalls lofty expectations… It all started with an innocent date night and ended up being one of the most sexually charged nights of our entire relationship. Fair warning, it’s not a short story! But I think if you stick around to the end, you’ll enjoy it.

A little background to give the story some context… my wife and I have been married for eight years, together for about 10. I’m 35, 6’, 185 lbs with an athletic build (former baseball player) And she’s 32, 5’5” 130 lbs and also an athletic build (former soccer player) small but perky tits, perfect nipples, and the legs and ass of a soccer player. Our sex life is nothing extravagant, but more than vanilla and very passionate. For example, we have a decent collection of toys, enjoy watching porn together, but have never involved another person in our bedroom, aren’t into bdsm, etc. Of the two of us, I’m definitely the more adventurous but she’s very much willing to at least consider most of my ideas in the bedroom (which, among other reasons, makes her an incredible spouse). That was longer than I meant it to be, on to the story…

[FM] Years Later, Another BBC Opportunity

My previous story were about my first experience as a young married white wife discovering the pleasure of her first black cock.

So I decided to skip forward many years to my second chance with a black man, skipping several fun experiences along the way, I may come back to those should there be continued interest.

During the years following my previous story my Husband and I continued exploring different Hotwife/Cuckold/Sharing scenarios. All of them pretty hot and pretty satisfying.

But I have to admit, The desire for black men remained deep in my mind. All the things that led me there still existed, and it was such a hot experience it only made want it more.

Again, my circle of friends and acquaintances never really put me in much contact with men of colour, and I was also pretty reluctant towards mentioning it to my Husband. He is very open minded, but I was never 100% sure he would be open to me seeing black men as a regular thing.

After we had our second child I was anxious to get back into being more active with Hotwife dating.

The Haunting of Palmer Mansion Chapter 2 [MF] [inc] [cheat] [oral]

*All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Enjoy.*

The bus dropped off the twins at the end of their long driveway. They talked about classes and friends as they walked back to their new house. Once home, Brittney went off to the main living room to do some homework. There was a couch in there and Brittney liked to imagine a roaring fire in the fireplace, which was a cozy thought. Daniel said goodbye to his sister and hunted for his parents. This proved difficult as the mansion was quite expansive.

Eventually he found them in the west tower room, creating their punch list.

“Floorboards are loose here.” George stroked his graying, blond beard as he surveyed the enormous, circular room. The windows looked out in all directions. He could see the east tower. It looked like Brittney was home as he caught a glimpse of a woman’s shape moving about her room. “Some of the sills and jambs show rot. Not too bad.”

“Got it.” Julie scribbled down on her pad of paper. “What about electrical?”

My [M31]’s first cuckold experience falls in my lap at a remote hot springs

I originally wrote this as an account of a unique night’s events and *not* as erotic literature. So pardon if it’s not as sexy as it could be.

My buddies and I took a weeklong, much needed camping trip at a hot springs like eighty fucking miles out in the middle of nowhere, in one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen. The hot springs are steamy pools of varying temperatures separated by piled walls of smooth river rock *in* an ice cold roaring river. Fucking idyllic. Camping is going lovely. My buddy’s a fisherman so we’re cooking fresh caught salmon & veggies, crushing Coors heavy during the day, and spending late evenings in the hot water with whiskey flasks, joints, and good company under the stars. Our 2nd night we met, socialized, and had a great time with a couple a bit older than us, I’d estimate early 40s. Combine abundant whiskey, light cocaine use, and a skinny pale naked flirty Irish woman (who had the ability to coax over a few other younger women to our tub). I got all riled up talking to one of these younger women, I’d guess early 20s. In the water I could only see her perky B-cups but when she stood up to cool off, moonlight struck her trimmed pubic mound and thigh gap, only to be bested by one of the finest views of pussy and cute ass when she bent over to grab something. I was fucking throbbing hard by now and rather than give a crude compliment of her desirable holes, I slid down into the pool exposing my tip and shaft barely above the water. She noticed when she sat back down, raised her eyebrows, then and smiled at it then me, blushing. My brain and cock both convinced me I might as well just carry her to my tent right then. However I’d forgotten that my guy friends, the Irish woman and her oafish husband were still in the same pool. After some chuckles and eye rolling from my friends, the hot younger hippie girl and I were suppressed back into boring casual conversation, we exchanged numbers and lightly lustful looks.

[MFF] Our First Threesome

My fiancé, now wife (I’ll call her Cheri), and I had discussed having a threesome many times during our time dating and being engaged. She had never been with a girl and while she never had an intense desire to be with a girl, it was something she thought she should experience. So we set upon our quest to find a unicorn. We opened up discreet profiles on MeetMe, Tinder, and made a few Craigslist ads. Roxie had no desire to spend any time messaging or sexting any potential women, so that task fell to me. It probably took three to four weeks until we found a woman who Cheri was interested in and who was willing to jump in bed with us.

We are both in our early twenties. I’m an average build guy, hairy chest, and I’ve a beard since I can remember. Cheri is a fiery redhead with curves for days and a cute face to match! We’d always had a pretty steady sex life and always very passionate.

Co-girlfriends – feedback would be great!

It was hard to miss Becky’s signals. Big ones like popping over while house sitting while my girlfriend was out of town, then getting naked or changing clothes in front of me. Smaller ones, like asking about my sex life with her best friend. It was hard to ignore. Becky was stacked with perfect tits, and more curves than a mountain road. Becky had perfect skin, green eyes, red hair and was awash with freckles. Her appearance and lack of modest clothing made it almost impossible to ignore her advances. Penny, my girlfriend laughed it all off. She called it misplaced jealousy, and that Becky would never act on it. Little did I know things would change.

My girlfriend, Penny, often left me drooling. Tall and lithe, she had a nubile body, her skin perfectly tanned and her hair, cliche-surfer-girl blonde. Penny looked and dressed like a surfer girl in bikini tops, but was studying coding and really did not fit the stereotype. Penny had huge, eyes that seemed to just draw you in, and were irresistible, especially when looking up to you, and begging for cock.

The Haunting of Palmer Mansion Chapter 1 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Enjoy.*

“Do you plan on living in the house?” Roger Peddler sat across the table from George and Julie Anderson. They were an attractive middle-aged couple. She was a tall brunette with a pretty smile, wearing a navy skirt suit that looked off the rack. He was a tall man with some gray in his short blond beard, wearing a brown corduroy coat and red tie. This was the first time he’d met the buyers, and he had a pang of guilt to see them all smiles and eagerness. “My wife and I … I mean ex-wife and I planned on fixing up the place, but we didn’t get very far.”

“We have the same plan.” George accepted a document from the closing agent and signed it. “We’ll live in the house while we fix it up.”

“Do you have a son?” Roger signed one of his own documents and pushed it away from him.

“We have three beautiful children, Mr. Peddler.” Julie cocked her head and raised an eyebrow. “Our eldest is married and off in the world. The twins still live with us.”

[M]y wife’s [f]riend was in town

This just happened last week and my apologies in advance for any typos or grammar I punched this out on my phone and had to retype the second half :-/

My [38M] wife [40F] has a chronic illness and at times is bed ridden and requires additional care. We have 3 small children so I’m often my wife’s caregiver and a single parent. We live a flight away from my wife’s childhood best friend so we only see her once a year at best. Let’s call her Sharon. Sharon is like a second mom to the kids and has known me since I was 18. We are very close and when she heard my wife was in bed again she put her life on hold and booked a ticket on a flight to stay with us for a month. I’m pretty capable of taking care of the family but I certainly wasn’t going to turn down help with a big deadline for work on the horizon.

Rear Entry [Str8, Mf, creep, masturbation, anal, oral]

Mark was annoyed when he got the rear door of the McNair’s house. They were good neighbors and had helped him out in the past, but he didn’t want to have keep walking over here to check for Sam’s “important letter.” He shared a backyard property line with them and had to cross some brush that inevitably scratched his hands every fucking time. But Sam said this letter had some information he really needed while he and his wife were on vacation.

He found the magnetic key box hidden under the small back porch and unlocked the door. He walked through the kitchen and living room to check the mail on the floor under the mail slot. He picked up and sorted the mail. No letter. He put the pile on a small table next to the stairs with the rest of the mail he’d picked up the last 3 days.

It was cool and drizzly outside, so he was in no hurry to get back home. Besides Margie was on the rag and being really nasty today. Maybe he’d hang out here for a bit and watch one of the college games. Sam had a much better TV anyway.

Manager and his right hand [MF][Cheating]

*It is my first post here, so any criticism is appreciated. Story is based on a real story of my pal (changed names and locations for anonymity)*

Adam and Donna were in very dynamic relationship for a very long time. They met in college, on first year, when they hated each other. Then they felt in love in second one, just to break up on third and get back together after finishing their apprenticeship. The issue was always the same. Adam wanted more close and intimate relation, while Donna was more focused on having good time. It always worked, when she was too tired to go to club and he occasionally gave up his organized life to party with her, but eventually, they always got tired with it and ended fighting.

After collage they both got jobs and decided to get married. It was good for them… for some time, until Donna realized, that she didn’t want to give up on her inner “party girl”. She was spending too much money and time in clubs and pubs with her girlfriends from work and that was too annoying for Adam, who wanted to buy a house one day. He knew, that Donna eventually will calm down and start enjoying more settled way of life- he needed to be patient. He worried though, that Donna might be to reckless and one day she will cheat on him, while being drunk. That insecurity and her carelessness, caused few big fights in their rented apartment.