Car Ride Torture, Part II [Mf, mast]

I sat in my garage for a few minutes after Joe dropped me off. With some strategic placement of my jacket that I was holding after we dropped Amy off, I was able to disguise the mess his daughter forced me to make in my pants.

The next trick was getting my pants and boxers washed before my wife, Karen, spotted the evidence of my afternoon delight. Thankfully, she was busy preparing for a party we were hosting that night and I was able to slip past her to get to the laundry room off the garage.

My phone buzzed as I was changing into some workout clothes, but before I could grab it my wife opened the door to the garage. ““There you are–I thought I heard you come in the front door. Why didn’’t you say hi? And why are you doing laundry?””

“”Hey babe–we had to take Joe’’s daughter to pick up some stuff for school and she dropped her frappe-whatever as she got in the car. It got all over my pants, so I wanted to wash them before the stain set.””

“”Hmmmm…did you remember to put the stain stuff on it?””

My Wife, the Closet Exhibitionist [MF Public]

It was my 40th birthday, and so far it sucked. I had to go into work early for an overseas conference call, but to make up for it I got to stay late for another one. By the time I got done at 7:00 PM I had been there for over 13 hours. My wife had suggested that we meet for a late dinner afterwards, just the two of us, and unwind a little to celebrate surviving the day, and the 40 years before it. As I headed to the restaurant, I admitted to myself that I really just wanted to go home and relax. When I got to the restaurant, a hip, “dark” place I had never been before, my wife Kristen was already at the table. 5 years younger than me, she was definitely the “better half”. Long brown hair, D size breasts, and hips that I loved to hold on to while we made love. Her slim waist hid nicely the fact that she had given birth to three children and her green eyes sparkled in the light from the candle as she stood to kiss me. She looked beautiful tonight, and I was instantly glad I came.

[FM] D (46) and me (46) – Chapter 2 – Screwing around at the mall

This will be another long one, so sit back and enjoy the writing.

We decided to get together again after the bar parking lot. A week later we went to one of the bigger malls in the area. During conversations, we made the rule that she was to be pantiless continuing forward unless mother nature came calling. I also enjoy watching her 44 DDs sway unencumbered.

When we met up at the mall, she surprised me with only wearing a dress and her sandals. It was a very pleasant surprise. We drove to the top of the three story parking garage because so few people park up there in the summer. True to expectations there were only three or four cars but we also found a security camera. Hmmmm… Well at least her car and my car were parked in such a way as to block the view between them.

We walked across the lot to the elevator, when the door opened into the glass elevator, another one of those pesky cameras were staring at us. Well that didn’t hinder us from me pushing her against the wall, opposite of the camera, to kiss her and slide my hand up to play with her bald, wet pussy. After we dropped the one floor, and making sure she was more wet than we were the one floor above, we got off and crossed the pedestrian bridge into one of the anchor stores.

Surprise [M]in the shower [F]at home.. tame

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Back when I was about 25 or so, I was prepping for running a marathon, NBD since I was usually way back in the pack but something I liked to do. I got to the house, saw a note from my wife that said she was shopping and would be home in a couple of hours.

So, I stripped down and hopped in the shower. I was just soaping down when I heard something, thinking the wife was home I called out.

“Nope, just me, is Sharon home?” I heard my wife’s friend Kathy say, she was right outside the frosted glass. Kathy typically came over a lot, and since I left the back door open she just came on in. She is a cute bubbly little thing, barely 5 feet tall and sort of skinny.

“No, she is shopping.” I said, rinsing my face.

Then I heard the shower door slide!

“What are you doing?” I asked, turning my back.

“Just curious, I want to take a look.” She laughed.

“No! Stop that.” I yelled.

“Oh come on, turn around, I want to see it.”

The Hunt Part 7, Appetizers [Swingerish][Gagging][Mf][M/s]

*Recap: The Hunt is an invite-only event where couples and singles find new partners for the duration of the event by playing a form of adult hide and seek with BDSM overtones. Its held on the land of a private alternative lifestyle club in northern Michigan. My wife Harley and I are attending for the first time. Harley and I went our separate ways before the Hunt began, her as prey and myself as a Hunter. Other than a few glimpses during the Hunt I have not seen her since. During the Hunt, I captured a wonderful curvaceous redhead with tribal tattoos and pale skin. We have had lunch, showered, played a few BDSM inspired outdoor games, ending in a breathtaking display by my prey with Ms. Dolly’s Erotic Trivia.*

# Appetizers

[WIP][F-centric] Nymsya – The murderous succubus [long]

Nymsya

Nymsya

Nymsya

Sounded three times through the corridors. Chanting of a group of three men on a quest for blood.

Nymsya. Fourth time. Her soul began to be sucked in. Just one more…

Nymsya. The final word. With a flash of light, she appeared. Two of them stood too close. She took their hearts. Before the third could react, she was digging into them with her teeth.

“Nymsya!” he began, and she raised her head. A gulp could be heard as she finished a bite. “You have been summoned, but you shall remain bound! If you kill the third gatekeeper, your soul will be forever bound to this room and you will not depart into this world, or go back into yours!” he finished, trying to keep his voice steady. He did not expect his colleagues to die so quickly. His heart raced. But he kept staring into those dead red eyes of hers.

She dropped the heart. She took a stride towards him. As her form left the pentagram drawn on the ground her shape became more intact and clothes began to form around her.

Baseball game [mf]

I’m not much a writing stories just a head up but here it goes. I went to a base ball game with my wife the other nights with a group or people. We split up for a little bit and meet up around half way threw the game. We were all drinking a lot so when we meet up we couldn’t keep are hand off each other. She kept grabbing my dick threw my shorts and kissing me. I was so hard at this point we made up and excuse and snuck away from the group trying to find a spot to make out at least.. we hit the jack pot single stall bathroom down a hall way we got in the bathroom and and were all over each other we had each other’s pants off in seconds. She bent down and took my dick into her mouth sucking on it for a bit licking up my pre cum. Pulled her up and started to kiss her and rub her pussy she was so wet already and started to moan in my mouth I couldn’t take it any longer in grab my dick and started slid into her show was moaning into my mouth as a started to pick up the pace once I was all the way in she hard her first orgasm digging her nails into my back . Get whispering cum for me baby in my ear I started to fuck her harder and deeper until she had another orgasm making her legs buckle and scream into my shoulder I cam seconds later. We made out for a second then put are pants back on kissed and snuck out of the washroom separately to go meet up with the group again

Chloe: or Getting Over My Daughter’s Friend Jenna [MF]

I drove Jenna home after we cleaned ourselves up. She reached across my SUV and stroked my cock through my pants on the way there. I was so ready for round two. Just looking at her made me hard. Her skin had started to tan as the summer drew nearer giving her an olive complexion that complemented her freckles. She seemed so feisty and full of charisma that night. 

“That was fun.” I said as we pulled to her drive way where the party was still going. It wasn’t until I saw all of the girls’ and their parents’ cars that I remembered we might have to explain this absence. I felt a lurch in my stomach.

“No.” She replied with a teasing tone in her voice. “That was dirty. That was wrong.” She winked.

“What are you going to say if someone asks where you went?”

“I’ll just tell them I had a date.” she offered smugly. 

“Jenna, what are we doing?” I blurted out, unable to keep my thoughts and my words separate any longer.

“We’re just fooling around. No strings, No feelings remember?”

Repressed Catholic girls are the best! Story of [M]y wi[F]e and our first weekend alone together.

[Reposted because it was removed]

Chelsea is the living embodiment of the Catholic School girl stereotype. I’ve wrote about our encounters on several occasions in the past but I’ll quickly recap. I want to be clear, ***she was over 18*** when she started to experiment, have a boyfriend, act out on all her years of repression. But like the stereotype suggests, she snuck around, lied to her parents, smoked behind the bleachers. She even had a second pair of clothes in her bag so that she could change after school. After she graduated, she remained a “*virgin*” by giving regular blowjobs and having anal sex with her b/f because it was a religious loophole. You name the repressed fetish, she pretty much had it. Because of her ultra-religious family and strict adherence to proper etiquette in society, Chelsea wore a “good girl” mask nearly 24/7 all throughout college and continued it when dating me.

Long time reader, first time squirter [MF]

Ryan and I recently celebrated my 49th birthday while on holidays at a popular lakeside resort. Our kids are all grown now and doing their own things so we are enjoying reconnecting and getting away as often as possible. Empty nesting is starting to look good!

We spent my birthday hiking along a river trail and up to a powerful waterfall that had been beautifully carved and sculpted into the earth over thousands of years. It took almost 3 hours to get to the falls, but it was so worth the trek. I am always in awe of how powerful Mother Nature is and am naturally drawn to beaches, lakes, rivers, oceans… anything waterside.

As we stood alongside the falls, with the cold mist dampening our faces, I quipped, “I want you to make me gush like that!”

Ryan replied, “Yeah?”

“Yeah! I’d like to try. I saw a video tutorial that someone sent me on reddit and he even gave me step by step instructions. I’ll show you back at the hotel.”