My wife’s girlfriend [FMF]

If you want more info on my wife Amy and I you can check my post history.

I didn’t want to make this two posts so I’m sorry its so long.

TLDR: Amy goes abroad and gets a girlfriend. I go to visit and we have out first FMF threesome.

In the second semester of our sophomore year of college, Amy got the chance to go over to England to study abroad. By now we had both found steady FWBs at our own schools to fulfill our sexual needs, but anytime we visited each other we could never take our hands off one another.

At the time my wife had only experimented with two women before she traveled over to England. The first one was a one night stand while the other she had met at the gym and fooled around with whenever she missed me and wanted more intimate sex rather than just fucked and leaving. I never met either of the two women but it excited me thinking that if I ever visited we might get to have another threesome.

Wake-Up Call [MF]

“Hey Rachel! Are you awake yet?” asked a humored, but restless Dan Ayan.

He got no response. He didn’t expect one, either. Rachel, his wife of the past two years, just laid there comfortably in bed, snoring lightly as though the morning sun weren’t blaring through the window. It always amazed him, her ability to sleep so heavily after getting to bed so late, but he’d come to appreciate it over the years.

“Out like a light on a Wednesday morning,” Dan said, shaking his head. “You just love making this difficult for me, don’t you?”

Again, she didn’t respond. He thought he knew what it meant to be a heavy sleeper. Rachel raised the bar for all of them.

He’d known that about her since they started dating back in college. Her reputation for deep sleep was the stuff of legend. Her old roommate once said she slept through a fire drill and through an actual fire when a neighbor set a couch on fire. Her brother claimed she’d slept through her car alarm going off at five in the morning during a thunderstorm, which got her in trouble with the neighbors.

Christmas Party Fun [MFF]

A couple of years ago, I met a guy at the hotel where my team was holding our annual Christmas party. I was mildly inebriated, while he was sober (designated driver). Heavy flirting began, and after an hour or so of banter he invited me to get out of there. Said if his wife wasn’t home he’d be fucking me on their bed but we’d have to settle for a drive in motel. I agreed.

He asked if I was up for company, I said sure if they’re down for some girl action. Said she was a librarian or some teacher type he met on Tinder. He called up the ‘friend’ and we picked her up on the way to the motel. She seemed nice, looks a LOT like me which was freaky. Guess the guy has a type. Glasses, big tits, large ass, basically a nerdy wet dream.

[M]y wi[f]e [f]ulfilling a fantasy of mine got her a reward

My wife Molly loves to carry out my fantasies and she will flirt with one if not make it happen any chance she can get. I have a thing with watching her answer the door in nothing but a t-shirt and she has her select few that she keeps on hand for just that occasion. She will open the door and act like nothing is out of the ordinary. Over the course of about 3 years we have had some jaws on the floor, a few stutterers, and even a couple people who asked her to put something on because they couldn’t help but look. It’s been a lot of fun and the sex after and building fantasies off of it has been amazing. Then Lisa started to deliver our pizzas. At first she was a little shy about Molly and her shirt but she started to get bolder as the months went on. Molly started to mention how Lisa would smile while looking at her legs. That she would catch her looking as she turned around. So Molly began to try and take it a bit further and further each time. Sometimes Molly succeeding and sometimes Lisa would act shy and wouldn’t push the boundary. Then one afternoon Molly had trouble finding a tip in her purse. She had let Lisa into the house and was digging through her purse on the table in the front room. I sat and watched from the couch as Lisa admired Molly bent over in such a small little T. “Finally!” Molly yelled as she lifted back up and turned around. Lisa barely had time to awake from her gaze and look up before Molly caught her. “I don’t know what I’d do if I wasn’t able to tip you.” Said Molly. Then with a smile and a small laugh Lisa took her tip and said “I’m sure we could work something out.” Before walking out the door.

How it started… part 5 [MF] [cheating]

The next month goes by in a blur of phone calls and dirty text and picture messages. B and I discuss everything from fantasies to fetish’s and general day to day grind. A few times throughout this period I’d been even more distressed in my home life than usual. Each time I’d thought I wanted to leave, B would calm me down and talk me out of it telling me to wait a little longer, that maybe it would get better.

One day B called me practically bursting with excitement. He knew of a surprise that he swore was good but he couldn’t tell me about. I am not a fan of surprises if I know that something is coming. Im an over thinker and instead of being excited and relaxed I instantly kick into anxiety mode, stressing about what it could be and how unprepared I am.
After two days of me being a total nutcase B finally caves and says he’ll tell me what it is but I have to swear to act surprised when it’s finally revealed to me by my husband.

The Soft-Spoken Dominant [Mf][bdsm]

***This is a work of fiction. Numerous encounters, thoughts, and actions contributed to this piece. Due to recent events, it’s a bit more realistic/plausible than some of the other pieces I’ve written, which even suprised me as the words poured out. I hope you enjoy this little fragment of my mind, and I’d love to hear what you think!

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“Hiya! You’re back early. I was just about to put dinner on the stove after I finished this-”

Her voice cuts off when she looks at his face, smile slipping as teeth nervously dig into her lower lip. To the outside observer, nothing was amiss. The wife lays on her stomach in one of his huge shirts and a pair of pink panties. Her feet are kicked up in the air as a book lays open on the bed. She is looking over her shoulder at her husband standing in the doorframe. The husband is taking his tie off after putting his briefcase down. Smiling. Relaxed.

She sees a different world.

The promises that hide within his gaze tells a completely different story.

Our hotwife role play[MF] with a fictional [M].

The idea of hotwifing appeals to both me and my wife and we play with the idea verbally during sex. We’re fully aware you can’t unsee or undo certain things and a full step into the lifestyle maybe too much at the moment – maybe one day?!

We recently role-played a scenario that was an incredible turn on for both of us that went like this. I wanted to share it and see what other experiences exist.

We spoke about introducing another person early one week and upped the texting over the course of the next few days. My wife knew we would be exploring a role-play including another fictional man but she didn’t know how it would play out. I was in charge of the play, this was a turn on for both of us. I was in charge and she was excited not knowing how a fictional person would be introduced. She trusts me that I wouldn’t bring in a real person without her say so. Over the next few days I put together a few online purchases. The day arrived when we had some time to ourselves.

[F] How I seduced the baseball dad

Dave was a dad of one of the boys on my son’s baseball team. I noticed him checking me out right away at the first practice. He was mid-40’s, beard, and I noticed his well-built chest and shoulders. He was looking pretty tough with his sleek aviator glasses. I was just standing there all alone by the side of the field, watching the kids. I had my favorite jean shorts on that hug my ass nicely and a snug t-shirt. I had been working out and was feeling good about my body that day. I didn’t mind the attention.

I refrained from looking at my phone. I was wondering how long it would take for him to come over and be friendly. He finally did and we had a nice conversation. He was a well-spoken guy, sort of irreverent and funny with a bit of self-deprecating humor. The tough-guy look melted away. He talked about his wife and kids and we shared stories about our jobs. Turns out he’s a commercial pilot (at first he referred to his job as ‘large machine operator’ lol). Anyway, he was a very stable, family-oriented guy…not at all the type to cheat, and as we talked it didn’t seem like the possibility even crossed his mind. I found out he lived two blocks from me. My inner slut started to take over. At some point I realized he was just the type of guy I would consider fucking on the side.

An evening swim. [MF]

My wife has always been quite a bit naughty, going back well before I knew her.

Probably one of my favorite stories that she’s shared with me was one that she said took place after her freshman year of college when she was back home. It was at a friends house and they were having a pool party/grill out kinda day that extended into the evening and they were going to have a fire at the house.

One of her guy friends from back home she’d never fooled around with in H.S. but was always kinda flirty with her. He had been texting her through out the year and messaging her on Facebook etc. He was being flirty with her again through the day and sat with her while they ate and so on.

While it’s getting dark and people are setting up the fire and stuff, he’s still hitting on her and says to her that if she wanted to, they could leave the party and go somewhere private. My girl, being the kinky little whore she was, leans in, kisses him on the cheek, and says “follow me.” an goes over and jumps back in the pool.

The Things You do to Pass a Class [mf]

Cum leaking out of my pussy, I waved goodbye to my professor and closed the door behind me. Entering the hallway full of students, I smiled. An hour ago, I was failing the class. Now, I have a B. Extra credit goes a longggg way…

I knew he was attracted to me all semester, every time he looked my way his eye would linger. And who could blame him? 5’5”, blonde hair to my ass. C-cup tits and shapely hips, every guy wanted to fuck me. And I loved it. So when I got my paper back and saw I failed, I knew what I had to do.

I scheduled an appointment with him for early afternoon, dressed in see through yoga pants and a deep v-neck shirt. No bra.

Entering the room, I could see his Adam’s Apple bobble, I already had him in my hand as my rock hard nipples were the main attraction. Smiling, I introduced myself and explained my grade situation. “You see, I’m failing, and I need this class in order to graduate on time. I’ve been to every class, I’ve completed all the assignments. I’m a good student, I just had a bad break with the paper. Is there anything I can do to get my grade up? Any extra credit options??”