A dare for my husband [FM]

I’ve been talking about the dares my husband had for me, but apparently people wanted to hear about the ones I had back for him. After my dress ripping, I had some ideas to get back at him and sprung them on him last night.

We went back and forth talking a bit, he almost always chooses truth because he’s a wuss. But, if I start with, “Oooh, Truth or Daaaare?” And I say it the right way, he’ll realize there is something there and choose dare.

“I’m going to dress you up the way I want, and you’re going to go to that sex shop down the street and ask in detail for the best strap on.”

He looked worried for a minute, but then resolute, “Okay, fair.”

We went upstairs and I laid out a pair of sheer thigh highs that probably won’t fit him, see through black lace panties, my first sexy bra I ever bought which was way too small for me now, but I kept for sentimental reasons, and my black choker. There’s no way my heels would fit him, so he’d have to wear his nice work shoes.

[Mf] My first hot wife experience.

It was the summer before University. A-Level exams were a distant memory, results day wasn’t quite looming. Had nothing to worry about beyond my summer job, and which party to go to that night.

I’d been with this guy John a few weeks. Things had got pretty intense, pretty quickly (probably because our first night together we’d fucked in my bed, whilst an old fuck buddy was fucking his most recent conquest on my bedroom floor). John wasn’t stereotypically hot – 6ft, broad chested, fairly overweight. What attracted me to him was his presence. He commanded attention – and got it. That dominance was also very prevalent in the bedroom. I’d been at his house a lot those few weeks and during that time he had had me handcuffed to his bed whilst edging me and then forcing me to orgasm over and over, he’d had my hands bound with his school tie whilst forcing his cock down my throat and he’d put a ball gag in my mouth, bent me over his bed and spanked my ass til it was glowing. I loved it.

The time black buddy shared his hot wife [MFM]

So, little back story… I’m a bigger guy, pretty nerdy and I have a small dick. Yeah, I sound like a real winner, lol, but I have a friend who’s a married swinger black guy with a real bbc and a hot used to be stripper wife.

Now, my friend has been wanting to have a threesome with me and his wife for a while now had been planting the seeds for awhile with his wife. The furthest up to this point was all of us getting drunk and her giving us some nekkid lapdances. She didn’t want to go further than that, which was fine with me. I love lapdances.

Fast forward a couple of weeks and I’m in bed about to fall asleep when she starts texting me. We’ve texted here or there small things like ‘hi’ or what have you but this was way different. For one it was like 1 in the morning and she was telling me to come over and that she was horny. Yowsa’s!

[Group] Our first soft swap

I posted a question on r/swingers and someone asked I post the actual story so I think this is the place to put it. So here goes. Long story but I like details.

Background: Me: 6’1, 215lbs. Brown hair brown eyes. Wife: 5’5 140lbs, 34Cs and a great ass. Blonde hair blue eyes. My wife and I met in college and have been married about 10 years now. We had some fun threesome experiences in college but stopped after we married. A few months ago we got into some heavy dirty talk during sex about our previous threesomes and how hot we both found it, and then discussed afterwards about if we actually felt that way. Anyway we wanted to explore the option but didn’t want to go in too heavy so we talked about opening up to a third or soft swapping with a couple, then reevaluate after.

Christ[M]as with my MIL

My In-laws are in town for the holidays and things were going pretty normal until Christmas. After the Christmas morning tradition of opening presents and eating breakfast in our pjs we all sat on the couch and watched some cheesy Christmas movies. My fiance and I were on one couch and my father in law and his wife (fiance’s step mom) were on the other. After a bit my fiance and her father wanted to grab starbucks and left together to get some more time to catch up.

After half an episode later I got up and told my MIL that I was going to freshen up and get dressed. She sat on the couch as I made my way to the master bedroom. I as usual took my time getting ready since it felt like the first time in over a week I would be alone away from anyone family related.

Tied and waiting for [m]y wi[f]e

My wife and I have a fairly good sex life. For a variety of lifestyle reasons we don’t always have sex as often as we might like, but we remain intimate and when the right opportunities arise we like to make the most of them. We’ve recently been experimenting with light bondage and bought some restraints which now remain attached to our bed (out of sight, no need to alarm kids or visitors). My wife, we’ll call her Emma for this story, also likes to tease me.

Usually this teasing takes the form of rubs, touches, kisses, whispers etc throughout the day. At times I’ll find myself in a semi aroused state all day. Usually it ends with a long and slow evening of sex. We’ve both realised we enjoyed this prolonged teasing – her for the control, and me for the long lasting state of arousal and foreplay. We’ve talked about an extreme version of it and recently had a chance to explore this idea.

The kids were staying with their grandparents and my wife had a party to go to – I was invited but not actually keen on attending. So I was staying home with nothing planned.

I [F] Spent Christmas Eve with someones married man.

It all started on Christmas Eve. Quite honestly it’s taken me this long to actually process and take in what happened. If you want to skip to the “Sex” part then there is a heading down below but if you want the scene to set then read it all!

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I’m Jessica, 23 and currently living in the south of England. I work as a Veterinary nurse assistant for a small practice in my local area. It’s a nice little practice and I love working with everyone I work with so when any social event crops up I’m always the one to immediately say yes, as well as run around ensuring that as many people as possible are invited, as well as forcing them to come too. The more the merrier I always say.

So it comes to no shock that this year, we’ll be doing something for Christmas Eve, to celebrate the year we’ve had with each other, plus it seemed like an easy excuse to just get drunk and let our hair down. The veterinary practice only closes on New Year’s Day and Christmas Day. So I knew I had a day to recover from any hangover I got anyway.

[FM, Pet Transformation, Low-Sex, Consensual to Reluctant, bondage, F-Sub] From Wife to Pet, Part I

I fantasized about being a carefree, well-trained bitch. I didn’t share my fantasies with anyone. The truth is my desire to be a dog was more than a silly fantasy. I’d gone to counseling for a while, but it didn’t work out. He’d been out of graduate school for three or four years and couldn’t get his mind around the depth of my desire to be a furry canine. Later, I found comfort with other people who “got me.”

Men and women who shared my desire to leave normality behind. My connection with other furries made me happy. It was far better for my mental health than counseling. But even then, I slowly began to realize that my desire to surrender my girlhood in favor of a canine life was more extreme than most people, even those in the furry community. Then I met Paul.

He didn’t want to be a canine. He wasn’t a furry. But oh, he got me. We met at a convention. We connected immediately. We dated for six months before we got married. Paul didn’t want me to work. He set up cameras, so he could monitor me when he was at work.

The Greatest Present [MF]

“Who the hell left the alarm clock on?” groaned a restless Aaron Wales.

The former theater actor turned sales manager rolled over and pounded his fist on the blaring clock radio. Much to his annoyance, it read 6:00 a.m. That was usually the time he had to get up just to be at work on time. Christmas morning was one of the few times when he could sleep in. Now, with his ears still ringing, he sighed as he laid back in bed.

“Merry Christmas, indeed,” he muttered.

Neither his tone nor his mood was very festive. That wasn’t entirely because he’d been jarred from a peaceful sleep, either. Christmas had been extra stressful for the past couple years. It was stressful enough, getting together with family and finishing all his shopping in time. Both he and his wife, Violet, came from big families that loved to go all out when it came to celebrating the holidays. It was usually so joyous, but for Aaron, there wasn’t much to celebrate.

My wife in the next room [MF]

I recently shared a story about how my wife and got comfortable with occasional FWB. This happened a few months after we had been having fun with occasional FWBs.

So I bumped into an old FWB at the grocery store. Up until this point, my wife has this once or twice a year military guy who comes into town, and she recently hit up a guy from her previous job who she knew was flirting with her. She had seen him a few times and was planning on seeing him this weekend. I hadn’t seen anyone else… just cuz it hadn’t happened and I wasn’t dying to get more action. When I bumped into Kate though, I remember our fun times. She is really skinny and liked being dominated and was extremely submissive. I liked this but she ended up being clingy and I stopped hanging out with her when I started hanging out with my wife… we had some fun though, I could just tell her to get on her knees or take her panties off, and she would do whatever I said.