Please read! Looking for a story, please help!

Hi all, thanks for helping!

I am looking for an old story I read years ago, that I was just thinking on and wanted to catalogue.

It was a story about a young trophy wife living in the states. A strange older man moves in next door with a hunch back assistant. It becomes discovered that he is actually a former nazi-scientist, he has created a penis/breast/ass enlargement serum, and injects it into the wife, who becomes addicted to sex with the two next door. It ends with her killing them or they die from sex I believe, then returning to “normal” with her husband.

I remember small things as well like her rushing over at night, being surprised with the lab in the basement, and as well the mention once or twice of playing games on a Commodore 64!

If you can help me at all that would be appreciated!

[MF] My work-wife

Tammy and I were sent “to keep the lights on” for our company when the last big hurricane hit the east coast. The company sent us to a town just east of Chattanooga. We live fairly close together, so we decided to carpool it, because it’s a long drive, and also because I have 4-wheel-drive in case it was needed.

Tammy is our customer service director. She’s early-thirties, bright natural red hair, the nervous kind of shy that goes away after a drink or two. She’s a nerd who is afraid to be seen as a nerd, and tries *so* hard to be “basic” even though it doesn’t suit her at all. She fails miserably at it, which is one of the things always found cute about her. Also, she’s genuinely one of the nicest people you’ll ever meet.

If you’ve ever heard the phrase “The driving rain,” this was that. By the time we finally headed west, water was hitting my windshield so hard that I suspect I’d have gone backwards if I put it in neutral. We managed to stay an hour or so ahead of the worst of the storm, although there were times where it was all I could do to see a few feet to the hazards on the driver ahead of me. It was a long, slow, painful road to Chattanooga made less painful by the excellent, chatty, and occasionally musical company of Tammy.

[MF] Sticky fingers

I had some good morning wood this morning, but my wife was already up and out of bed, so I was having a good crank in the shower.

Just as I finished my last stroke, I hear a cough. I open my eyes to see my wife standing there naked, with a smirk on her face.

“Oh, I see I’m late.”

Apparently she got the kids out to the carpool early and was hoping for some morning fun.

After she finished her shower she was wrapped in a towel at the sink and I came up behind her. My left hand grabbed her thick ass as my right reached around to slide between her legs.

“I’m sorry. If it makes you feel better, I was thinking about you.”

My right hand used a finger to trace her pussy lips, separating them to expose her clit. My left hand slipped between her legs from underneath.

She moaned a bit, but took a little step to open her legs more. The fingers on my left hand started to slide into her as my right continued to work her clit. She got wetter and wetter.

What you don’t know [MF], [Public Orgasm], [Edging] Repost in memory of Pop, who will be laid to rest today.

This happened about 15 years ago.

The babysitter was 10 minutes early, as usual. She came in and said Hi to the kids while my wife put on her earrings. “We should be home early,” I said to the babysitter, handing her $20 to cover dinner. “We’re just going to grab a bite and do a little shopping. Head them toward their beds at about 10:00 or so. They normally stay up later on Fridays.”

“Call if you need anything,” my wife said over her shoulder to the sitter as I closed her car door.

And with that, we were off to dinner. I was in Dockers, a polo, and my Rockports, while my wife was in a longish skirt with a blouse and strappy sandals. Typically she doesn’t wear anything underneath her skirt, but tonight we were trying something different.

I had purchased a different kind of vibrator. This one was purple and shaped like a butterfly, and it was worn like a g-string so that the butterfly’s wings covered her pussy and the body of the butterfly sat right on her clit. The vibrator was operated by a remote control, which was about the size of a 9-volt battery. It was a simple remote … just an On/Off switch and a small red light.

[M]y wi[F]e wants to do a cam show

In order to make this story easier to read I will call myself Doug and my wife Tina. This is the story of how my wife and I had our first cam show.

I was a little taken back when my wife came to me with the idea. It wasn’t that I was offended by the idea, but I certainly didn’t expect her to bring it up out of the blue. We had always been a bit sexually adventurous dabbling in having sex in semi-public places and me enjoying showing her off when we are on vacation in sexually free destinations. The idea was sparked by an article she read where a middle aged women was making good money online masturbating on camera and she wasn’t even having to show her face. Now, what surprised me about her proposition was the fact that we are well off, so this wasn’t about her or I needing money. Yes, the proposition of fun disposable income was titillating, but what made this fun for both of us was the idea that others could watch while we played, give feedback, and provide tips if they like what they are seeing. Over the course of a few weeks we watched other couples cam shows to get ideas as to what would get the biggest tips and how best to conceal our identity. The week leading up to our first show was filled with a lot of anticipation, we had to setup our studio, find a sitter for our kids and make sure all our toys were charged up.

Bar Three [MF, FM]

We walk through the bar, to the banquet room at the back. The sign says “private event,” with no other description. They couldn’t, really. The regular bar patrons would stare or leave or complain. She looks at me, I nod, and she opens the door. There is a wall of curtains. They don’t want anyone casually looking in. We navigate around the curtains, and as we enter the big room, half the room turns to survey us, head to toe. We are the new meat.

Nine years in, but we both found our seven-year-itch. There are too many symptoms, some shallow, some deep. Emotional needs, evolving sexual desires, and even a bit of arrogance on both our parts, that maybe we each could have done better.

She had a lower sex drive years before, but turning forty had put her into overdrive. She lost weight, toned up her legs and ass and abs, and treated herself to “tasteful” implants. She chose a “full C,” quite a change from the barely there A-cups that I lamely call her A-pluses for almost a decade. She still has the mousy hair and eyeglasses, a librarian from the neck up, a porn-ready body from the neck down.

Back of the Bar [FM, MF]

We walk through the bar, to the banquet room at the back. The sign says “private event,” with no other description. They couldn’t, really. The regular bar patrons would stare or leave or complain. She looks at me, I nod, and she opens the door. There is a wall of curtains. They don’t want anyone casually looking in. We navigate around the curtains, and as we enter the big room, half the room turns to survey us, head to toe.We are the new meat.

Nine years in, but we both found our seven-year-itch. There are too many symptoms, some shallow, some deep. Emotional needs, evolving sexual desires, and even a bit of arrogance on both our parts, that maybe we each could have done better.

She had a lower sex drive years before, but turning forty had put her into overdrive. She lost weight, toned up her legs and ass and abs, and treated herself to “tasteful” implants. She chose a “full C,” quite a change from the barely there A-cups that I lamely call her A-pluses for almost a decade. She still has the mousy hair and eyeglasses, a librarian from the neck up, a porn-ready body from the neck down.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 12 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​
by DiscipleN ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​​ ​​

Chapter 12

One day, weeks later than the boys had planned, their sawing and hammering in the cellar ended. A cold shiver shot through Joan, upon their sudden silence.

It was late. Peggy was probably pretending to study in her room, and her husband was entranced by the TV. Joan sat at the kitchen table reading the latest book club novel.

When the cellar door creaked open, Joan dropped her novel and shot up from her chair, aiming for the living room.

“Wait, Momma.” Robert called.

Years of being a proper mother, caused Joan to hesitate at her son’s voice.

“Come down here. We need you.”

“Certainly not!” She hissed. You’ve hurt me every time we’re alone!” She complained.

***

Girl[F]riend’s see through dress

A couple years ago my wife (19y/o girlfriend at the time) went to an outdoor ceremony/reception on very bright and sunny afternoon. I wasn’t a part so I didn’t attend, but she came by my apartment beforehand to hang out. When I walked her outside to leave I noticed the sunlight hitting her dress made the knee length sundress completely see through. It wasn’t just a peek at ass-curvature or thong lines, I could see easily see her full rounded ass and her entire thong disappearing into the crack of her ass. She’s extremely reserved and would never wear revealing clothing so if I had mentioned anything she surely would have changed. I knew there would be a lot of people at her event, including parents, and I figured I’d let them get a nice look at her perfect ass since it’ll probably never happen again …. and when she bent over to put her heels/purse in the car she might as well have pulled her dress up you could see everything so clearly.

It still turns me on to this day knowing I let her (unknowingly) show off to 100+ people

[MF] reddit porn saved our marriage.

Got a lot of messages about this but the original got deleted because our account was too new. So here it is for those who asked.
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You read the title correctly. The backstory is this; My wife and I are in our late twenties. We have been married for 4 years now. We both were early bloomers and started masturbating at young ages (probably between 7-10) and started watching porn early (between 10-13). Needless to say, porn shaped who we are sexually. We met young, she was 14 I was 12 but I was “dating” her neighbor, as much as you can date at 12. Besides that I was far from her type at that time. So fast forward 10 years, we meet again on a barstool in a dive bar in our home town. Sparks fly and it’s history from there. Only issue is, between teen years and adults we had a series of tumultuous relationships that caused horrible insecurities and self doubt in both of us. Trust was lacking, self confidence at a bare minimum, we push forward. Enter porn, stage left. Neither of us have any confidence or self worth left to deal with each other masturbating to someone else. We feel abandoned and unwanted and form a shame circle around porn. Not good! As a guy I have a weird libido. It’s sort of a use it or lose it type thing for me. Well, we have young kids so sex isn’t always an option. And I’m not watching porn, so my libido is suffering. All the while my wife has the libido of a 13 year old boy. But shes repressing it as well and getting angrier by the day. You guessed it, the pressure cooker just kept boiling till it exploded. Our marriage has been rough for the last 2 years trying to manage our insecurities and lack of sex. Until that fateful day, in a grocery store parking lot the morning after a date night where my mom took the kids. We talked about porn… The talk was sparked by her bringing up how her best friend and her husband use it in a healthy way within their marriage. One thing led to another and we start talking about how our insecurities are driving us apart and preventing us from exploring our sexuality and blossoming sexually in our marriage. Here’s where we start talking about our kinks and what we’re in to. And then it happens. I let out the truth. “You know how you always say ‘you’re just in to big titty fake pornstars?’ Well I’m not. This is what I’m actually in to.” And I show her r/gonewild r/gwcouples r/couplesgonewild etc. and tell her I want to get involved. It turns me on. Her response floored me. “Yes! I’m so in! Oh my god!” I couldn’t believe it. Here we are after years of no porn and hiding our kinks, over night we turn in to the happiest, healthiest couple that is open and sharing everything (including fully exposed sex pictures of our selves with the world)! Last night was our first night of photos, please feel free to peruse them! And we came and came and came together. Until she was so raw she couldn’t handle penetration anymore. Then we turned to reddit and continued masturbating together for a couple more orgasms. There it is folks. Reddit and porn saved the sexual aspect of our marriage. And like most people know, if the sex aspect is failing the marriage isn’t far behind it. Thank you reddit, thank you porn, and thank you to my beautiful sexy wife for being my soul mate and my perfect match! (M)26 & F(28) found our happily ever after