Sharing his wife [MMF]

Before i got married and settled down i was pretty wild and was up for pretty much anything. The more random the stranger the more i wanted sex. this happened to me about 2002-ish i read an ad online from a couple who wanted to meet a guy for some fun with the wife whilst the husband watched. This pretty much ticked all my boxes as an exhibitionist, a dom and someone who loved fucking attached women. We arranged to meet in a pub not too far from where they lived and we’d have a drink and see if there was any chemistry.

I arrived a bit early and stood at the bar, I’d never even seen the couple so i wasnt sure what to expect. I kept looking at couples and wondering if they were the people i was here to meet. Then about 10 minutes later a couple walked in and i knew it was them. They were about 15 years older than me but the wife was still in good shape (the hubby less so!), she wasnt stunning but she looked dirty and i knew I’d be up for anything with her. She had a short leather jacket on and a short tight black skirt with black high heels. She was wearing either stockings or tights and i couldnt tell but i was praying they were stockings as that is a MASSIVE turn on for me.

Ivy’s fall from Innocence [Prologue]

Cameron sighed out in frustration at the amount of work on his desk that needed to be done here at his office as he sat back in his leather recliner chair on the 90th floor. It had hardly been a week since he accepted the General Manager’s position here in this city that is their major HQ hub of the entire asian region. Having taken over from a less competent predecessor that had fumbled things up so badly, the powers that be decided they couldn’t trust in that person anymore.

Hence here he was now, it was a huge promotion that was sure but given that he had no wife made it easier to make the decision to move to Asia. Swivelling his chair around so that he was looking out of the window pane’s of his office down at the city. Lights were already coming on all over as the distant sun started to set over the far horizon. Seeing this scenery reminded him to check the time as bringing up his Breitling watch which was showing it was already 6PM.

*Guess I should probably head on over there.* He thought as he got up from his chair as he straightened his suit & tie before heading for the door.

Ivy’s fall from innocence [Mf][Cheating][Interracial]

[This is just a light teaser. To help better guide you to understanding the story below. It would be that the words in *Italics* represent something of a past event that has already happened. Trying to figure out a way to incorporate an active story in the present with a past mini story occuring in the background at the same time. If anyone has any suggestions on how to better work that concept in do drop me a message!]

A normal spring night, where everything was peaceful and quiet here in this particular suburb of the city. The houses all along that particular stretch of road were the simple single story home’s, they were of the kind you would find common here in this part of the country. The people that live along here go about their daily lives uneventfully with the same usual daily routine.

Day in and day out, again and again the people along this street never ever had a thought of changing their lives. That might slightly differ or change their monotonous existence. That couple taking their daily walks, the old grandmother that’s sitting out on the patio of her home just staring into space, that neighbours young son sitting on the lawn playing with the mud, the usual joggers that move on up and down the sidewalk pavements. All of them repeating the same pattern from one day to the next.

Story of our first time sharing her [MF]

Our first time was in Seattle Washington, on my 45th birthday trip. One night, a month or so before-hand, she asked if there was anything special I wanted to do in Seattle for my birthday? Offhandedly, I said “yeah, finally have a threesome with you and another guy . . .” This wasn’t the first time I had expressed a fantasy of sharing her with another guy, preferably someone she found hot. Her reaction was, of course negative. “This again?”

“Alyce, I don’t have a lot of things on my bucket list, there’s swimming with sharks, going to London and Paris and sharing you in a threesome. You asked me what I wanted to do and I told you. I get you aren’t interested, but hey, it’s what I would like . . .” She gave me a dirty look and walked away.

Three days later, after putting the kids to bed, she comes into the bedroom and tells me “I will try this once, and then you can never ask me to do it again. Okay?”

[MFF] [incest] “Can I watch?”

Tom had enlisted in the military not a year ago, and in keeping with the traditions of the Army, he had bought a car he couldn’t afford and married a girl out of his league.

Sara, age 22, was as beautiful as they come, a stereotypical All American beauty queen. Tall, blonde, eyes as blue as ice, curves that begged for motherhood, and a skin so pale you could swear any sun exposure would prove fatal.

Her sister, 19-year-old Francine, was as much her polar opposite as herself breathtakingly beautiful in her own way: dark curly hair, eyes the color of coal, surrounded by a dark complexion all year long, and a petite frame perfectly befitting of her A cups.

In Sara, Tom had everything a man could want: beauty, smarts, ambition and an insatiable sex drive. And yet, sometimes he had found himself fantasizing about Francine, wondering “what if”, and then – after it all – he had washed away his shame in the same napkin that held his cum. He would have never admitted to it, of course. A few moments of weakness is all.

Ivy’s Fall from Innocence [Cuckold] [Cheating] [Con DubCon] [Porn] [Mf] [Anal] [Interracial] [Breeding] [Polygamy] [Sharing] [Alcohol] [Fsub] [Mdom] [Oral] [Unprotected sex] [Voy]

A normal spring night, where everything was peaceful and quiet here in this particular suburb of the city. The houses all along that particular stretch of road were the simple single story home’s, they were of the kind you would find common here in this part of the country. The people that live along here go about their daily lives uneventfully with the same usual daily routine.

Day in and day out, again and again the people along this street never ever had a thought of changing their lives. That might slightly differ or change their monotonous existence. That couple taking their daily walks, the old grandmother that’s sitting out on the patio of her home just staring into space, that neighbours young son sitting on the lawn playing with the mud, the usual joggers that move on up and down the sidewalk pavements. All of them repeating the same pattern from one day to the next.

I got PTSD from fucking on our Honeymoon [MF]

My husband and I will be celebrating our anniversary later this year. He’s the love of my life, my soulmate, my leader, my Dom. I always say that we are both very fortunate to have found each other and to have such a strong and open marriage as we have today.

Sexually, we’re are in a Hotwife marriage. Admittedly, it’s easier for us to find a man for me, than it is a woman for him. Just the numbers game. However, we didn’t start including others until we were officially husband and wife. For us, it was important that we were married before starting on this lifestyle. So the first real opportunity to play and fuck, was on our honeymoon.

After the wedding, we honeymooned in Las Vegas. For 12 days. Las Vegas is a great city, it’s basically a city that can be whatever you want it to be. Gambling, dining, relaxing, partying, fucking… it has it all. For those who don’t have self control, just my husband and I, it can get pretty crazy. Especially if you’re there for 12 days, looking to fuck and let loose.

Artis and Model part 11: Cave

“Helena? Helena!” He called out through the shop. Helena appeared at the entrance of the shop as he caught sight of the door. He walked briskly to her and stood close before her. She had a blank expression on her face.

“Nicholas, is something the matter? Do any reading?” Helena asked with a vacant smirk.

Nicholas grinned on one side of his mouth as he looked at her, leaned close to kiss her luscious lips. She kissed him back passionately, and he ran his hands all over her hour-glass body. Andonna joined them with the large book in her arms followed by Tamara.

“Well, you were right, Helena. He did possess the blood,” Andonna said. “He is standing after all!”

“When do we meet Violet and Lily?”

“Soon. I think they should be here by now,” Helena said.

“Good. I want a drink. Take me to that cafe around the corner,” Nicholas said. “I need a moment to think.”

Gf spent the weekend with her guy friend. My life is officially over… [MMF]

Me and my GF are both 30. We have good jobs and make a reasonable amount of money. We have been together for 5 years.
I love her very much. She is to be frank the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She could easily be a model. She is many guys ideal woman and a certain 10/10. Whenever she goes out she gets hit on CONSTANTLY. Whether i’m there or not actually.
Me, not so much although I have no problem attracting women. I am above average (7/10) and take care of myself, but I couldn’t be a male model or anything.
Generally our relationship has been fantastic. Neither of us has been unfaithful and we are very much in love. I certainly love her very very much.
The last six or so months have been stressful however. Work has been into overdrive for both of us, and although we’ve made a reasonable amount of money towards buying our first house either of us getting home before 10pm has been very rare. Basically we’ve been exhausted and have neglected both sex and our relationship, although not for any other reason than time and being exhausted. My feelings haven’t altered one iota and neither have hers.
Fast forward to around 2.5 months ago when we were both invited to separate reunions with old friends across the country (neither of us are originally from the area we’re living in now). It was a great opportunity for both of us to blow off steam after working so hard and neglecting life for a few months, although we were both disappointed it wasn’t going to be with each other.
So we kissed, told each other how much we loved and will miss each other, and I went across the country to my hotel and she went to hers.
Lets just say, we had VERY different weekends.
Hers involved going to a party where in her words, the most good looking guy she has ever seen approached her. Apparently he was a friend of a friend of someone else at the party. She basically said every woman was getting wet just looking at him and she was just on a high that this guy approached her. She didn’t plan on anything, but everyone was drinking heavily and she ended up in bed with him……. FOR MOST OF THE WEEKEND.
When she came back she was the most loving attentive girlfriend you have ever seen. I was still too tired/exhausted for sex, but literally she was like a stepford wife in the weeks that followed. I stupidly just put it down to her missing me and loved that she loved me so much.
Fast forward again, she broke down and said she couldn’t cope with the lie anymore and told me everything. Prompted I’m sure by her finding out that morning that she’s pregnant. There is ZERO possibility of it being mine.
She is the most sorry and frightened woman you have ever seen. She even asked me to physically assault her because she is so angry and upset that she cheated on me. She will do ANYTHING I want to make things ok. It’s a bit scary actually. She is frightened and literally shaking at the prospect of me leaving her.
If i’m honest with myself I think most of the fear is about the baby. She is crying saying she can’t get rid of it and she is terrified of keeping it and raising it alone.
I was completely and utterly numb and heartbroken.
I said to her that before I go any further, I need the truth. Literally every second of what happened that weekend or I’m out the door. I knew this was a double edged sword and that the reality and cold facts could destroy me, but I’m one of these people who can’t not know.
The facts were horrifying and made me physically sick. I actually threw up. Basically my girlfriend was this guys personal porn star for the weekend. Some highlights:-

From Prince To Princess[Fm][fantasy][inc][Mommy][sissy]

I walked into the guest bedroom feeling confident and set on my decision. I stood in the doorway as Cari slipped off her jacket and hung it in the closet.

“You’re home.” I mumbled, drawing her attention. She turned toward me and gave me a sweet smile.

“Mmm, missed me did you?” She cooed. She was wearing a bubblegum pink wrap dress and a pair of ivory flats. “Think you can keep resisting all this?”

“Actually, no.” I sighed. “I know you want to play with my cock every chance you get and if I resist or say no you’re just going to threaten me. I’ve decided it wouldn’t be so bad if you jerk me off once in a while. If that’s what it takes to keep my marriage together and keep all of this just between us.” I crossed my arms and looked at the floor.

I awaited Cari’s response, but when she said nothing I looked up to see her shuffling through her closet. She pulled out an outfit and tossed it on her bed. She looked into my eyes and began to untie the lace on the side of her dress. She kicked off her shoes and opened her dress.