Pleasing You [MF] [Oral]

“Late, restless, and sore,” sighed Trevor Zander as he pulled into his driveway, “so what else is new?”

It had been yet another long day at the office. Again, Trevor got caught up with work that someone else should’ve done. Again, he had to be the one who picked up the slack because nobody else would. It was becoming too common, him pulling extra weight when others couldn’t. It wasn’t fair, but someone had to do it and he had to set the example.

It wasn’t fair, but it was still his responsibility. Ever since Trevor quit his comfortable desk job at an insurance company, his work/life balance had been erratic, to say the least. Ever since finishing college, he’d strived to be more than just some paper-pusher at someone else’s company. He wanted to star this own business, build his own legacy, and achieve his own goals. That meant putting in extra money, time, and effort. He just had no idea it could be so draining.

My first [FFM] (true story).

So this is a bit of a story that I’m still reeling from. I had my first FFM last night and there are many more to come.

We met T through my middle son. Her son and he are fast friends and my wife and her really hit it off. Learning more about her and her situation we find out that she’s a semi-recent single mom and that she’s paying for both before and after school care. That is really expensive and we soon insisted that he come to our house during that time. We later further learn that they’re sharing a small room in a home that’s not really kid friendly. So that all eventually led to us offering our home and spare room.

Last week after the decision had been made the 3 of us had a late night drinking and laughing and talking and of course sex comes up because what else do drunk adults talk about at 2 a.m.? Much to my surprise T starts coming on to K. For context we are basically virgins. We’ve semi-recently escaped Mormonism. We were married at 19 and 21 and have only ever been with each other. We’ve been discussing swinging and were/are really close to diving into the lifestyle. So while her advances were unanticipated they were not necessarily unwelcome. Nothing happened that night but the outcome seemed inevitable.

First time I fucked another woman with my ex-wife [MFF]

About 10 years ago my ex-wife and I were visiting some friends of mine in Portland. I used to live with a couple of them in a punk rock party house in Kenosha, WI. One of my friends, let’s call her Sam, used to date one of my roommates. She was one of those brash girls, always ready to swill whiskey and talk about sex. She had a great body too — tone, nice ass, big tits. After she broke up with my roommate and moved to Milwaukee, I used to crash at a place she shared with other friends. One night I was on the couch, next to her bedroom, and I heard her railing her new boyfriend. It was just total hardcore: she was begging him to fuck her harder, yelling at him to smack her ass, all at full volume. I didn’t know if she was putting on a show for me or what, but I jerked off half the night listening to them. I should’ve just gone in and joined them.

I watched my wife swallow a stranger’s cum [MF]

This has been on my mind for a while. It’s a true story, although only as accurate as memory filtered through the haze of lust and booze at the time. My wife and I had a pretty good sex life – she had always loved anal sex, as did I, although I never got as many blowjobs as I liked. We had discussed some fantasies – she fantasized about a threesome with two guys and getting DPd, and also about watching other people have sex. This all happened more than ten years ago – probably more like twelve.

So after a long period of discussion and some false starts, we made up our minds to go to Oasis Aqualounge in Toronto (it’s on google if you want to see pictures of it – I won’t spend a lot of time on descriptions) – in fact we came down especially for that (we told other people that it was a romantic weekend getaway).

I’ll skip a lot of the preparations etc (I shaved her pussy), but we did have a few drinks and might have smoked some pot first. In our discussions leading up to this (this was a big step for her) we had agreed that we would watch, we might have sex with each other, but no swapping. This was totally fine with me.

Ignorance Is Bliss [M/F] [Cuckold] [Oral] [Stripper]

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When Mike is invited to a bachelor party for an old college friend, it’s the last place he wants to go. He’d much rather be at home with his wife and kids. With the party in full swing, Mike’s night takes an unexpected turn when the stripper’s performance rocks his world.

My [F] affair with my co worker’s sister in law . [F] [FF]

My co worker’s sister in law is the definition of a hot piece of ass. She’s about 5’6, brown hair, Hazel eyes , nice plump ass and voluptuous tits. The moment I lay my eyes on her , I knew I wanted to fuck her. But I didn’t know if a) She was into women, b) if she would cheat on her husband.

Nothing happened on our first meeting. We exchanged pleasantries, made small talk, but that was it.

On our second meeting I complemented her outfit. She thanked me and returned the complement. Before I could say anything else, her husband came over and sat with us. ?

It was either on our fourth or fifth meeting that I was able to determine that I could seduce her. Her hubby was talking to my co worker’s wife and she and I were on the couch. I once again told her how hot she looked and she blushed. I then added that she could even make straight women want her. She gave me a sultry look and asked if she was having that effect on me. I replied ” why do you think I brought this up?” She looked a bit taken aback but seemed to like my response.

I’m a cuck [str8] [MF] [cuck] [huml] [preg] [voy]

The doorbell rang and I took a deep, calming breath. I think I was more nervous than my wife was, that day. MY wife was still in the bedroom getting ready, so I got up and went to the door, looking through the peephole. It’s exactly who I thought it would be, so I opened the door and greeted our guest. “Hello!” I said, a bit too enthusiastically, and the man jumped for a moment.

“Uh, hey.” The guy said, looking past me and into the house, “I think I might have the wrong house.” He was a large black man, maybe 6’6’’ with short hair. He seemed to be uncomfortable in our well-to-do neighborhood, and shifted his feet nervously.

“Nope. This is the place!” I put out my hand and he took it, shaking, and I let him into the house. Closing the door behind me, I ran ahead of him to the bedroom and knocked on the door, “Oh honey! Our guest is here!”

I heard several things fall over in the bedroom, it sounded like makeup or whatever other things she keeps in our en suite, and heard her stutter out “One second!”I turned and rolled my eyes at the guest “women” I mouthed and made my way to the kitchen.

[MF] Petite Neighbor Gets Relief

Roxy and Cliff were our neighbors. We shared an old victorian mansion with one other couple. The house had been divided up into three apartments. Perfect for young people, just starting out in life. Roxy and Cliff lived in the front part of the house. When you walked up the front walk and up to the porch, the front door led into their place. Rita and I lived in the back part of the house. Our entrance was off of the driveway that ran along the side of the house. The third couple, whose name we did not know, lived in an upstairs apartment.

We were all young. Rita, my wife, turned nineteen while we lived there. I turned twenty one. I was stationed at the Marine Base twentyfive miles away. Cliff worked for a local utility on the swing shift. Cliff was twenty two and Roxy was twenty. They were natives of the town where we lived. Rita and I were from elsewhere. She was originally from California, where we met and I was from Pennsylvania.

Valentine’s Hotwife [MFM]

(This is a repost as I didn’t mean to delete)

I learned of this couple when they posted an ad in my neighborhood looking for a F/MF/M. Taking a look at their post history (nearly 40K in upvote history over six months), I nearly forgot to send them a message. I could have scrolled through their photos for hours and been happy. She was gorgeous and (my impressions from her photos) had the perfect curves. Pretty tan (found out later how much they travel), a cute face (from what you could make out; a cute chin at any rate) and absolutely remarkable breasts. One of the things she asked me later was “Are you a tits man or an ass man?” Normally, I’m a tits man. But I don’t have a preference to size or shape. Hers though…my God, they might take the cake. Large (not sure the size, once she tells me I’ll update!), and her nipples were pierced, and in one of the videos they’d posted her husband massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples hard…that was one vid I watched over and over.

Wife in the club [mf]

This moment was the opening moment of wanting a hotwife. And it started in my younger years. I’m 30 now and my wife 28. It all started when I was 21 and my wife 19 and it was a saterday night and I told if she wanted to go out to a dance club in a city near by. The only problem we had ,was she was under age so we used someone else id. She was all excited and asked me what she should wear earlier that day and I said a mini skirt nothing else was said. When she showed up to my apartment that night so we can leave to the dance club. The first look at her had me ? horny already. She wore a short short white flared skirt, silver hi heels and a off white haltertop kinda shirt. Her legs looked so good and thick with a big ass. But back to the storie so we drove to the dance club and was kinda nerves if she was going to be able to get in since it wasnt her Id. Lucky she got in with no problem. We ordered some drinks and some of our friends showed up and were having a good time. As the night wore on we both had a good buzz and feeling no pain. I could see people looking at her as she danced she looked so hot out there. We were both drunk towards the end and as we were dancing I rub my fingers on her pussy and started fingering her in the middle of the dance floor I have no idea if people were looking we were to drunk to notice. From that time forward I loved when she wore mini skirt to clubs or dances. Just a short storie from our past