[MF] So horny in the office thinking about my wife

So this morning, around 3am my wife and I got home from work. I picked her up from her office had a very good Japanese dinner then went home. Nothing new, we washed up, brushed our teeth then off to bed, she was sleeping naked btw… Since we’re both spent during the day we fell asleep immediately.

I remember having a sex dream with her. The scenario was after we washed up and went to bed. She started moving her legs against mine which totally turns me on immediately. Then she started grinding her pussy all over my knees, which made her let out some little moans. I was getting along with it. In my dream, her boobs was right in front of me so I decided to start giving the soft kisses which turned into nibbling. All of a sudden it’s not a dream anymore. We’re making out half asleep, she’s stroking my cock slowly while I eat out her boobs. Playing them with my tongue. Her moans are getting louder and louder as she’s giving a me a legit hand job. I pulled her up so she can be on top of me. She removed my briefs and slowly slip in my cock on her very soaking wet pussy. She was riding me crazy while kissing me. Damn it felt so good. We both didn’t finish then we fell asleep again. I guess we were having sex half asleep.

[MF] Wife’s friend tricked her into being a present for her BF

Me and my wife Marie have an open marriage. She’s free to do whatever with whomever. Even with her free pass Marie hardly ever see other guys. Marie has a crazy friend name Stacy. who is in an open marriage too. She is the exact opposite of my wife. It’s like she date a different guy on a weekly basis. Marie love talking to Stacy about her latest sexcapades though. She constantly giggle like crazy whenever Stacy tell her about her latest boyfriend. Stacy latest BF is a college basketball player name Will. One night Stacy asked Will what he want for his upcoming birthday. His reply “Your friend Marie”. So Stacy decided to try and make it happen. Whenever Stacy and Marie would talk she always told Marie how great Will was in bed. Even if Marie didn’t ask her about him.Stacy made sure to tell her about Will.

Mary’s Adventure, Part 4.5 of 6 [FM]

Part 1 is [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e1nckz/marys_adventure_part_1_of_6_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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I blinked a few times, breathing hard. I heard R’s deep, beautiful, kind laughter, and I was suddenly aware that I wasn’t holding the wine glass any more. I looked over at R, who was holding both, smiling a comforting smile. “Are you alright? The wine can sneak up on you if you are not prepared for it.” I just smiled. He was gorgeous, and we were alone. I should have had one foot on the brakes, ready to keep things under control, should the need arise. Fuck the brakes. We both knew what we were doing, why I was here. I half leaned in, half fell forward, either way, I ended up where I wanted to be, pressed against R’s surprisingly firm chest. He chuckled as I rubbed my hands over his torso, from his firm chest to his ribs to his rippling abs, where my hand lingered. I whimpered, involuntarily, recalling Frank’s slightly flabby stomach. I looked up, my hand flat against his stomach. He looked down at me, his smile somewhat faded, but that energy still in his eyes. In that moment, I was very happy we weren’t on a first name basis. With his physique and those eyes, through the drunken haze, if I’d had a name to hold on to, I might have just fallen in love. For now, lust was the ruling impulse as I closed the distance and placed my lips against the lips of a man who was not my husband’s for the first time since well before we had been married. It felt good. So good, I almost wept. It had been so long since I’d been kissed with half the passion R was pouring into our connection. I drunkenly climbed into his lap, straddling him, without breaking our connection. I got a small jolt, remembering that I had not worn panties, feeling the fabric of his pants against my bare pussy was a definite thrill, and when I realized I could feel him hardening beneath me, I began gyrating my hips involuntarily.

The ti[M]e I fucked someone I cat[F]ished.

Throwaway for obvious reasons. This took place last year, starting roughly a month prior to Craigslist shutting down Personals ads.

I was bored, in a relationship that didn’t quite meet my sexual needs, and so one day I went on Craigslist and was getting ready to post an ad. Usually, I used various sexual niches in the titles to make my ads stand out, but this time I decided to be an asshole instead. I went on Reddit, collected a few pics of a monster sized cock off some random subreddit, and posted an ad. I don’t remember exactly what I posted, but it was basically looking for a size queen, someone who wanted to be stretched out. Sure enough, I got a lot of replies. Obviously, many guys who say things like “I know you’re looking for a woman, but if you want a guy, just know I’m available.” The obvious fakes and bots, wanting me to sign up to various sites to see their pictures. But, I also got a lot of real replies. Women who were willing to post a verification pic. I would ask for a picture of their body along with a piece of paper with something random written on it along with the date.

Marriage proposal during sex [FM]

It’s my 20th birthday and I’m freezing my buns off. My boyfriend and I have moved in together a few month past and because we are both students and constantly broke we had to go for the low rent shitty kind of apartment. We made it cozy but the heat isn’t working right and there isn’t even a proper bathroom. So, in the middle of an insanely cold and snowy winter, I sit on the couch wrapped in woolen blankets drinking tea nonstop when my bf asks me if I would like to go out, he’d like to invite me for a coffee and cake since we ought to do something fun until the party in the evening. This is a treat and I’m happy to go.

Romantic and Raunchy, Part 1: Romantic (M/F)

Just a short story I am breaking into two themed segments. The second will be much longer than the first, and will have a lot more tags, as well. I hope you enjoy.
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I turn the corner, walking into the bedroom. The light from the dimmed lamps hits my eyes, and I take a moment to adjust, my gaze sweeping the room hungrily. And there I see you, standing at the window looking out, the summer dress you wore for our wedding clinging against you in the light breeze. Walking up behind you, slowly and carefully, I reach down to trail my fingertips up your hips as I kiss the spot where your throat and shoulder meet, nipping you playfully. I feel you start to turn, but before you can, I wrap you in my arms, holding you tight. My arms press just beneath the soft swell of your perfect breasts, and my next kiss and nip are just that little bit more tender and lustful at the same time.

I [M] hooked up with a [F] neighbor over a balcony conversation

I travel a lot for work. Last year I ended up in Arizona for several months. Since I’m independent, I don’t stay in corporate-rate hotels. Air BnB’s or short term furnished rentals seem to be the cheapest way to stay somewhere without actually living there. I also travel as light as I can, except for my gear and an old Martin acoustic I bring to practice on. I can hop from a Holiday Inn to an AirBnB to an RV at a camp site in 3 days time and not be bothered by it.

In Flagstaff, a sympathetic firefighter/owner saw me booking multiple dates at two of his properties and messaged me about it. We talked, worked out a deal for two months at the town home he used to live in that was in the process of being converted to a rental. If I didn’t mind some workers there during the day, I’d be able to stay for two months at a great rate. Win for both of us.

Mary’s Adventure, Part 3 of 6 [FM]

What follows is part of a story I wrote as a commission. I still write for commissions, DM me for pricing, if interested.

Part 1 is [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e1nckz/marys_adventure_part_1_of_6_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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CHAPTER 3 – MONDAY

I held the sturdy cardstock in my hand, studying it. Every pen stroke to every letter of every word. I rolled the wording around in my head, trying to imagine the voice that went to the author, what kind of accent he had, where he was from.
I had an admirer. The very idea set my heart aflutter, never mind the fact that he had admired me over the infinitely sexier, desirable Gina, who had been just a few steps away. I’d never had an admirer before. Even Frank had been a chance encounter. We’d been the only two people to show up to a campus event for a Christian organization. I had almost not come at all, and he’d only come because he’d had other plans that fell through at the last minute. We talked about this and that for hours, losing track of time until a janitor came by and kicked us out so that he could lock the building up. From that point on, we’d just kind of been a couple. But this man, this R, was a true, honest admirer. It made me feel like I was in a fairy tale.

Amy’s Confession (True Story) (M/F) (Conscentual Affair) (oral)

Morning everyone! This story is based on actual events and I was commissioned to write a story from the conversations that happened between the husband and wife after the husband encouraged his wife to hook up with an old flame.

*I convinced my wife Amy to go fuck an old flame and tell me about it.* *I love the thought of her being fucked by another man.* *After they slept together, Amy gave me these letters, telling me about the experience.* *She was embarrassed at first, but after the third letter, I got all the juicy details from her about the night she and Nathan hooked up. I hope you find her* [letters](https://rileyblackstone.com/2019/11/27/amys-confession-true-story/) *and confessions as hot as I do.*

*- Adam*

Our First Night With The Neighbor [FMF]

Last time I posted about this relationship, someone said they hoped I’d post about the first session. I couldn’t get to it then, but finally had some time free to bang out a draft.

The backstory to this is that about a year ago, our neighbor a couple blocks over, “Sarah”, kicked her husband out and filed for divorce. Sarah and my wife are well-acquainted. A busy professional, she wears her hair bleached blond and short, not quite as tall or curvaceous as my wife but likes to stay fit, too. I’d call her slim and perky, the type who wears athleisure outside of work and is generally pretty bouncy in conversation. They had little cardio-and-brunch girl dates going every few weeks, and after the drama with her divorce they started getting dinner and drinks at a local pub so Sarah could vent and get some moral support.