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[MF] Fist time with my wife, made her come by licking her belly button

Hello, perverts. Settle in for the tale of the first time my wife and I had sex, one of the best nights of my life, firmly engrained in my memory. This one is for everyone out there who’s looking to crank their hog to regular people having some good sex, not “I [18M] cheated on my ex [F37] with her boss’s daughter [F81]”. One of the reasons were seeing such a glut of incest porn is that it is one of the few genres where the script has the actors be kind and and affectionate with each other, and generally have a nice fun time. This story is in that spirit, but without all the weird *Game of Thrones* sister-fucking.

This is eight years ago, when the world was a simpler place. “Like a G6” by Far East Movement was playing on every radio, and the stockpiles of caffeinated Four Loko had not yet run dry. Yes, simpler times. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so, I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on ’em. Give me five bees for a quarter, you’d say. Read more »

[MMF] Husband went to sleep so wife decided to play

Sooooo this is a true story that happened to me about 4 years ago. I was in aircraft maintenance and the comradery is pretty strong in that field, therefore, everyone I worked with were the same people I hung out with and partied with outside of work. There was about a 3 week stretch where we were working 12-16 hours straight every single day and had not had a single day off in that stretch. We were told that we had to work Saturday morning but that we had Saturday night off and Sunday off. We wanted to go out and drink and just let loose but James invited a few of us over to watch this college football game that was on. James was oddly enough one of the few individuals that I didn’t really talk to that much but relaxing and drinking actually sounded better than going out. I had heard from others that his wife was extraordinarily hot and when the three of us showed up at their house I was not disappointed in the least bit but highly confused.

[mf] SLC Utah couple adventures in public!

Wife and I have been together for 8 years with kiddos and when we get a babysitter we love being quite adventurous in public! Typing this on a phone so it’s honestly much slower typing than a laptop which I don’t have.. sorry about that. But here goes.

Both of us are in our late 20’s, me 5’8” 175 lbs black hair, pretty well in shape as I’m a fitness nut and average package to work with 6” long, 4” around; her 5’ 100 lbs yoga enthusiast with very white skin, blonde hair, small perkies about 32B bc of the kiddos taking her down from 34DD when we were first married..trying to convince her to get implants but not succeeding as of yet. But her ass.. is legendarily shapely and firm and her mind muscle connections with it are astounding when she’s riding me and teasing me in yoga class.

We’ve tagged a National Park in southern Utah, different state parks in all four seasons, various malls, big box stores, and my personal favorite road head traveling along all throughout Salt Lake City and surrounding areas. Read more »

[MF] [cheat] [preg] [Fdom] The fertility clinic

We had tried for months. But eventually, “it’s going to happen” became “will it ever happen?” and then “let’s talk to a doctor” and then, “Ma’am, I’m sorry, but you will never have a child without medical help. I can point you to a clinic. They’re good”.

And here we are. Or at least, here I am today. It’s the day I “drop my sample off”. Which is fancy medical jargon for “I jerk off and hand the container off to a …” … well, to a beautiful lady with the mane of a lioness and the eyes of a tiger, it seems after all.

My wife couldn’t make it. I don’t know if she truly was “stuck at work, important meeting, I have seen it all, it’s not like they don’t have magazines for you, why do you need me there anyway?” or if she just isn’t quite ready to accept the reality, and is trying to escape it. But that’s a discussion for another day.

Oh well, “hi, Doug Durban, here to drop a sample”, I say as I smile at you and try to avoid feeling the awkwardness of the entire situation. Read more »

I couldn’t help myself [Cheating-Wife][Fm] &[fMMMMMMM?????]

OMG! I am sweating a little writing this. It’s early on Sunday morning, and hubby and kids are still asleep. Last night my husband and the kids went out for bowling and a movie, leaving me home alone: I told them I wasn’t feeling well, but truth is I just wanted some ‘me’ time. I have been trying to get my shit together and figure out what is going on with me. In the last week I have literally fucked at least 8 random men, and all I want is to fuck more. It is a deep desire that I can’t shake, and I am no longer willing to keep tamped down. I almost want my hubs to find out, just so I don’t have to hide this from him, but I am certain he would kill me if he caught on: and yesterday he almost did. Read more »

The Red Light District [MF][Cheating Wife]

Walking down the paved streets of the busy and noisy Amsterdam afternoon were a couple hand in hand. Each with one hand holding the others, whilst their other hand trailed a suitcase behind them. Scouring the buildings as they walked, they were desperate to find their destination.

“Samantha…Are you sure it’s this way?”

The gentleman of the pair spoke up, he was of average height around five foot seven, brown hair, dark eyes and of an average to thin body type. He looked across at his wife, her brunette hair held up in a ponytail, look a little disheveled from travelling but she still looked good even in jeans and a t-shirt.

“Yes Frank…I’m sure..In fact…I think that’s it”

Samantha slowed her pace slightly and let go of her suitcase, using her now free hand to point to the hotel ahead of them. ‘The Rho hotel’. Frank smiled and nodded, grabbing Sam’s suitcase with his free hand. She began to rifle through her handbag to find their passports and hotel confirmation papers. Making their way into the building, they presented themselves to reception. After receiving their welcome pack up, they were taken upstairs and shown to their room. It was a modest room, more than practical for their weekend away. Leaving the suitcases to one side, they both flopped down onto the bed, exhausted. Read more »

The boss and his wife are swingers [MF]

I hope my English and writing isn’t too bad.

I used to work in a hotel. During the night I occupied the front desk. This was primarily a means to finance my studies, but after a few years of night shift seniority made me essentially night manager of the place.

In the process of this I became friendly with the hotel owner. He was pretty rich and owned several hotels all around the country, The owner, let us call him Chris for sake of ease, wasn’t involved in the day to day running of the hotel, but stayed in the hotel suite a lot.

Working the night shift I saw a lot of strange stuff, but the weirdest and maybe most wonderful night in the hotel was shortly before I quit my job. I had already given notice and the last weeks of my employment were me staying home, using up the rest of my holidays.

Officially I was still an employee of the hotel, so I was still allowed to use the employee parking lots. The night in question I got some drinks in town with friends, but parked my car at the hotel. Read more »

Bringing the babysitter home [MF]

They had only just turned left out of the end of his driveway when he plainly stated, “I miss grabbing my baby girl’s thighs,” while squeezing and massaging her tightly, then ran his hand down the inside of her leg towards her knee which caused her to gasp. She had been missing his touch as well, but his boldness still surprised her.

 

He lifted back her skirt, revealing her tiny little white cotton bikini underwear. Before he groped at the inside of her thighs, his fingers moved closer to her tight pussy with each pass.

 

He watched her eyes widen open, as he alternated his view between the empty road and her, as she spread her legs a bit wider, giving his hands even freer access explore across her panties. This time it was him that gasped. “Fuck!” he blurted, as his felt how soaking wet she was through the cotton fabric.

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A dream for summer of 2019.

My wife told me she was angry with me. “How could you?” she said, “It was gross and it was horrible what you did.” I had to ask a couple of times to get it out of her. What was so bad? What happened? What did I do? It was in her dream last night that the neighbor was giving me a blow job in front of her and I didn’t show the least bit of concern — in fact I looked to be rather enjoying it. “That’s all honey? You’ve got to be kidding me.” I said.

My dream — if I even had a dream these days would be the three of us in our garage on a hot summer day while her husband was out of town. You and her would be wearing bikinis and heels. You’d be holding her hair up and gently guiding her head and coaching her to take more of me deeper into her throat. You’d ask her, “Do you like my husbands cock? He’d like for you to swallow his load, it makes him feel superior, can you swallow? I will help you.” She’d falter, she’d let out a gag and with that you’d push her aside and take over, working me hard you’d tell her, “Look at his face, see the pained look, that’s a good thing! Now get back on him and do as I was and when he cums we’re gonna share!” And you’d be masturbating the whole time.

Writting stories

I’ve been reading stories for years often writing one to my wife (I work away 5 weeks at a time) couple of days ago I not sure why replied to a post where someone wanted a Fantasy rape done involving them so after a brief chat got a few ideas her taboos and likes it’s been a long one but I’ve actually enjoyed doing it knowing with the brief reply she enjoyed it so far.