[fm][voy] A Frisky Trip to the Lake

I knew it was wrong.

I don’t trust anyone who ever says otherwise. People don’t really lose their head and become overwhelmed by lust and lose control. We all know exactly what we’re doing. And we make a decision to do bad things, even when we know we’re crossing a line. It’s not that we can’t help ourselves. We just choose to act and worry about rationalizing our behavior later.

I can come up with excuses. Just like everyone else. It had been SO LONG since I’d been touched. I got caught up in the moment. Although I’d been a wild girl who ended up with a baby when I was still a teenager, I’d spent at the past 25 years on my best behavior–raising Lance, going to PTA meetings, working hard, and then helping raise Lance raise his stepson, Luke.

But those are just excuses.

Like I said, I knew it was wrong.

I could have stopped myself.

I just didn’t want to.

Not a Sound, Pt. 3 (MF) (Cheating, Ageplay, Risky)

After I’d climbed into my sleeping bag for the night, having just left the tent of a recently fucked nineteen year old girl, I spent time looking at the wedding ring on my finger and tried to think back to how I’d felt on that day – love for my wife, excitement for the family we would have together and the future we would experience. I even had a good career that I enjoyed for the most part, still did.

So why was I trying to throw all that away with Emma?

For two nights now I had fucked the young student in my care, each time filling her with my cum, with barely any care for the consequences until it was dripping out of her. When I’d asked her nervously if she was on any birth control she had just laughed and wished me a good night. It was a laugh that tormented me as sleep finally pulled me under.

Once again there was no indication that anyone had heard what Emma and I had been up to as we all sat down for breakfast. This time the teen kept on looking at me as we snacked on dried fruit, a slight quirk to her full lips as she chewed slowly on a strawberry. Even the way she ate could make my lust for her stir.

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She told me she want to hear every detail what she looked like how it felt, everything. She leaned back in the chair wearing one of my button ups, she always said she felt sexy in my shirts. She unbuttoned it all the way spread her legs and put one on the table. The soft purple panties she was wearing were already wet. She ran her hand down her chest exposing her beautiful breast and then into her panties, she moaned softly and told me to start.

I was at work dreading the day because we had our small department meeting which are so dull. I sat at my normal spot at the table right in the middle. Then she came in. Our new intern beautiful skin, amazing eyes small perky breast and a petite frame. She was wearing a blue and yellow short sundress that plunged deep down her chest. She had a tattoo going down her left arm a bunch of beautifully colored flowers. She clearly was not wearing a bra as the dress was very form fitting and you could see her nipples poking through the dress.

[mf] just passing part 2

I barely slept that night. The thoughts in my head were almost surreal. Had what happened really happened? I was so worked up that the next morning I took a sick day off work.
Around 10am I received a text from Diane. My heart fluttered and I opened it to see.
“Hey, I hope what happened yesterday hasn’t changed your thoughts or view of us. We both love you like a son and didn’t want to upset you in any way. Xx” I messaged her straight back.
“Hiya, nothing could stop me loving you guys, you’ve always been so good to me. If I am honest I loved seeing what I did and want more but is that a good idea? I don’t want to jeopardise our relationship. I look at you both as parent figures. ”

Just as quickly she responded “well mummy and daddy want you to join us very much!”

I replied “omg Diane, you are unbelievable lol. But I like it! I’m really nervous but horny right now, gonna take a cold shower lol”

I gave up sex for lent [MF]

It started with lent obviously and I was on a trend prior to this of hooking up randomly. It got to the point where I had no thought about condoms, just get in, get off, get out. So for lent I gave up sex. Focus on hitting the gym, work, and friends. After 5 weeks I saw this girl on Facebook with a bunch of friends in common. I was intrigued and asked my buddy at work because she happened to comment on his photo. He told me about her. I was intrigued and wanted to meet her. So his wife put in a good word for me and we spoke over Facebook and text. Everything seemed good, so we set up a lunch date. Trying to keep to my “no sex” plan. We met and she had a blue dress on that flowed because in Texas it was in the 80s already. I’m 6’ and 26 at the time, athletic build and “Ashley” was 5’8” thicker (losing weight) B chest, wide hips but the ass was plump. During our lunch we talked about backgrounds and what we were doing for careers. We sat next to each other in the booth and I had my hand on her leg, squeezing from time to time. This was at the end of the meal. I wanted to chat more so I suggested we go to her car since she parked in the shade and chat.

[M]y wife [F]inally begged for it…

“…are you going to make me say it? ….please…. please, baby fuck me harder.”

This is my second story about communication turning into wild, amazing passionate fucking. She loved waking up to your comments last time so they are welcome ?.

Tonight my wife and I were having a difficult conversation. Her ex of 5 years didn’t have a high sex drive, and even when she’d initiate after a month or two he would turn her down. Now, my wife is a stunning tall queen with lips that make my cock wet when she kisses me, a body that I can’t stop running my hands over every chance I get, and the most delicious, pink, perfect pussy anyone could ever imagine getting to taste… So how the fuck anyone would turn that down still blows my mind but I can’t be too mad…. She never got fucked properly and I have the privilege of making her cum over and over again almost every day.

The truth about my wife at her reunion[mf]

My wife went to her ten year reunion this year. It was an adventure. I now she wasn’t innocent in her early days. It became more obvious as the night went on.

We went in and she wore a tight dress and no panties, with a bra as any fit girl with big tits would at a ten year reunion. She wanted to look good. She also picked my suit so I looked good. She wanted to be sure she showed her old guys she married well. It wasn’t long that we were there when she ditched me in a cloud of men. This was actually the usual and I’m good making my own friends.

She was surrounded by her old group. She would check in with me as the night went on. As the group drank she would check in less, but I also got drunk and cared less. Some of this story is what I saw and some is her telling me.

I noticed her friends getting closer and more touchy as the drinks flowed in the old school gym that was the venue. As the drinks increased, so did the casual touching. I wasn’t worried as most of these guys were married or had GFs there.

[MF] My first time buying a vibrator and lingerie for someone that wasn’t my wife.

Writing about these adventures in fucking, I find that it really pushes me to try to new things and expand my horizons. And every now and then I find a girl that’s down to meet up a second night. We’ll call her Sugar, a cute, 5’3 21-year-old that loved to be spanked and loved to snuggle.

In theory, we were going to add some Spice, another cute bisexual lady in the area that was down for being a unicorn. She even had pics of her with a strap-on – a unicorn with an actual horn. And as we swapped texts during the day, I was noticing a slower and slower response from the unicorn. She wasn’t committing to any time or location, and she was offering up problems and not giving me the information I needed to solve them (i.e. she didn’t drive, but wouldn’t tell me what neighborhood I needed to go to to pick her up).

Eventually, I had it with her. I gave Sugar very specific instructions of where to be and when – outside my hotel room door.

My wife and i just got back from an unexpected 3day swing trip with our bffs [ff] [mm] [group] [long]

Ok, just to preface this my wife and i have been friends with this couple for 11 years, and theres never been any type of flirting or anything leading up to this. So this was completely out of the blue, but all four of us are so elated to reach this level in our friendship, that its been such a truly awesome 3 days.

Not a Sound, Pt 3 (MF) (Cheating, Ageplay, Risky, Oral)

After I’d climbed into my sleeping bag for the night, having just left the tent of a recently fucked nineteen year old girl, I spent time looking at the wedding ring on my finger and tried to think back to how I’d felt on that day – love for my wife, excitement for the family we would have together and the future we would experience. I even had a good career that I enjoyed for the most part, still did.

So why was I trying to throw all that away with Emma?

For two nights now I had fucked the young student in my care, each time filling her with my cum, with barely any care for the consequences until it was dripping out of her. When I’d asked her nervously if she was on any birth control she had just laughed and wished me a good night. It was a laugh that tormented me as sleep finally pulled me under.

Once again there was no indication that anyone had heard what Emma and I had been up to as we all sat down for breakfast. This time the teen kept on looking at me as we snacked on dried fruit, a slight quirk to her full lips as she chewed slowly on a strawberry. Even the way she ate could make my lust for her stir.