As I’m driving home I’m so happy the boss let us all knock off work early I usually never get to leave early. I was looking forward to going home and relaxing. My wife would still be at work for a few hours yet but my 18 year old daughter was still living with us. I haven’t spent as much time with her lately as I would like, maybe we could watch a movie together I thought. As I pull up I notice her boyfriends bike is in our driveway. Didn’t we tell her he wasn’t allowed over when we weren’t home? I got out of the car and opened the front door but couldn’t see them in the lounge-room. I walked down the hall and her bedroom door was open a little and could hear them playing music in her room, guess that’s why they didn’t hear me pull up. I guess it wouldn’t be shut she wasn’t expecting anyone home for a few hours.
Tag: Wife
[MF] How I went from Submissive Co-Worker to Slave Husband? – Part 4
A few days ago I began to run through my life/situation and how I got here and while every decision led to another and then another, there are a few days that are just different or bigger. This Part of my life………..I guess you can say is one of them.
DECISION TIME ….so I thought
To state the obvious; on one hand I’ve hit the Lottery and on the other I’m in a huge jam, of my own doing. In an effort never to prejudge I’ll let you decide which is the lottery and which is the jam, because only those that have ever wanted two equal, but very different things at the same time, truly understand where I’m coming from.
Maybe I ended up where I was going to all along, or maybe I chose my fate thru all my prior decisions. Call it a straight line, a wrong/right turn or a course correction that led to the weekend in question. What happened…….happened……….I like to hold on to the belief that I ended up with what I needed, and that we end up with the life we ask for, even if don’t think we are asking.
Commander Richardson [MFM]
After Reneé and I reenlisted a second time as newly frocked First Class Petty Officers, I thought we would both would stay in Norfolk. Wasn’t meant to be though. Women were starting to go on non combat ships in rolls other than only medical personnel on hospital ships. I thought she may take one there but the running joke was they were welded to the pier and may have gotten underway twice in the eight years we were there.
She found one that did go out on the water several times a year for up to a couple weeks at a time. A Tender out of Kings Bay. A submarine base. I had stayed on my ship even though I was eligible for shore duty but now it was time to call my detailer to find out what was available. It was a relatively new base so I had a choice of orders I could get there. One could even help my career.
But it was a sub base and I wore a Surface Warfare Pin. Plus they were an odd lot. 100 guys disappear beneath the water for 90 days. 50 couples come back up. Not that there is anything wrong with that, they’re just weird about it. And I would be out numbered 500-1. Not good odds.
[M]y tongue [F]uck and the tale of the wife’s soaked sheets
Hello again GWS, been a while since I’ve posted anything worth it as I’ve been busy enjoying the freshly married life with my beautiful wife. 3 months as of a few days ago for those curious. As a refresher- my wife is about 5’4-5’5, 160 pounds, most of that weight coming from her 34DDD’s. Light brown hair with blonde highlights and blue/green eyes. I am 6’, What we in Wisconsin refer to as “husky”, aka drank more beer in high school and college than most drink in a lifetime, buzzed dark hair with a full beard and a 6” shaved cock.
To provide a little back story, my wife is pretty vanilla when it comes to the bedroom. She likes what she likes and doesn’t have much interest in trying new things. One thing she likes the most though… is my tongue.
My wife, Maddy, never let a guy go down on her before she met me so I guess she has nothing to compare to. However, she says that I’m the only one who has ever made her squirt so I’ll take that compliment with a Miller High Life and chug it.
Taking the Virginity of a Young Fan [Str8] [M/f] [Mdom] [reluc]
*Blurb:* They say you shouldn’t meet your heroes, something young, teenage Carmen gets to learn the *hard* way after her idol, a famous musician, takes advantage of how much she adores him and uses it to brutally take her virginity.
**WARNING:** This is **not** *a non-consensual* story. However, it does have a very rapey feel to it and select portions of the story could easily pass for a non-consensual act, if taken out of context. Therefore, some people may find this story upsetting, disturbing or triggering. **READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED**
**Author’s Note:** This is only my second post and second attempt at a sex story. I know it’s far from perfect and I also know that I have a lot to learn and improve upon but I had a really fun time writing this so I hope you have a lot of fun reading it. As always, any and all feedback is much appreciated and whilst I have your attention, please let me say thanks for the feedback on my first post! Enjoy the story <3
Indigo.
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[MF] [Slightly Public]Wife relaxing on the drive home.
This happened over the weekend and am just now getting to share it. A little about the both of us. I am a 33 years old, 5’11” brown hair and dark blue eyes. I am average build and just above average size cock. My wife, 32, well I have over achieved. She is lean 5’9″ 135 with a small waist and 34 D boobs. She has long golden blonde hair and light blue eyes. Seriously she is a bomb shell.
As an avid snowmobiler I chase great snow. On this weekend I drug the wife along to hang out with our friends in a small town for the winter carnival. The plan was all of us guys would ride and the girls would have spa days and shop and join us for a ride on one day. After a long weekend of riding and staying out late drinking, my wife was a little sluggish on Sunday morning to begin our trip home.
After a quick ride in the morning with the guys, we started our 3 hour drive home. The sun was warm on our faces as it is beaming through the windshield. About an hour into our drive the warmth was getting to my wife, we will call her Anna, as I notice her nodding off. I tell her to lean over and put her head on my lap and take a nap. She makes sure I don’t mind making the drive with her sleeping to which I assure her that I can without dozing off myself.
Anna takes off her jacket and uses it as a buffer between herself and the seat belt. As she leans over to get comfy across the front seat I can’t help but look down the tank top she is wearing and looking at her amazing cleavage. Right when her head hit my lap my hand was down her shirt resting on her firm boob. Slightly playing with her small and slowly firming nipple I couldn’t help but ask her to take her bra off for ease. To my surprise Anna didn’t hesitate and gladly even took off her tank top. As the miles pass with her head and her warm breath on my lap I continue to massage her breast and slowly down her long flat stomach. I could tell she was getting turned on by how hard her nipples were even in the heat of the sun. As my hand slipped under the waist band of her pants she greeted it with a slight rise of her hips.
At this point I knew the drive was going to get interesting. After slowly teasing just under the waist band of her jeans for way to many miles she had enough. Without me even catching her, Anna had her pants unbuttoned and was slowly starting to pull them and her small VS panties down. Her freshly shaven mound had small goose bumps as I touched it for the first time. I moved my hand down to start playing with her slit. Her eagerness was already running down her. I slowly started to rub my hand up and down her now naked body. Her eyes closed and partly blocked by her blonde hair. Her long legs propped on the door panel and spread for me to easily rub her clit and dip my fingers into her. After a few long slow rubs up and down her dripping slit I plunged a finger into her. I was going from rubbing all the way from the deepest point I could reach to all the way out and across her clit with a slow firm motion. Each time my finger crossed her clit she let out the softest moan and arched her hips. God she was driving me insane. I could feel a slow hardening in my pants and was paying a little less attention to the road.
We are nearing the end of our journey and she has already came four times and each getting more frantic. I have a definite strain in my pants wanting to be freed, to which she obliges, without me asking. I am just slamming my finger into her at this point with my palm hitting her clit and my middle finger pressed against her ass. Her feet still on the door panel using it to thrust towards my hand with each thrust of my finger. As she cums again i feel her tight ass start to accept my finger. I slowly slide it in, her ample wetness running down between her cheeks giving plenty of lube. I continue to slam my hand in and out of her one finger in her dripping pussy and one in her tight ass. She now has one hand grabbing her own tit and the other stroking my cock as she works the bottom of it with her tongue. It continues like this for another 10 miles, I have been with her for ten years and never saw her cum like this. She is cumming and cumming without a stop or even a slow down between. Each time I slow or adjust she almost demands me to continue. As she rides the wave of another orgasm I pull into the drive way of the house.
Realizing we have made it home, she reaches up hits the garage door opener and bails out of the pick up completely naked. I slightly pull up my pants and follow her in closing the door behind us. Her body swaying in front of me driving me more crazy than I already am. As we hit the bedroom I have shed all of my clothes as well. As I walk up behind her. I grab her and kiss the back of her neck as she bends over. I enter her from behind slightly tippy toeing to get the right angle. Holy shit is she wet. I slam into her slow and hard. Taking in the feeling of the wetness. As if to make me wait even longer she asked to climb on the bed. At this point I don’t care how I get it I just want it.
We position ourselves on the bed me behind her and enter her again. This time I am here to get mine. I am slamming the length of my cock into her pulling it all but out and slamming it back in. As she begins to cum again I slowly roll my thumb into her ass and work it in and out at the same pace. This drives her over the top. She is moaning so loud that it almost drowns out the slapping of our bodies. There is a noticeable wetness running down my legs and forming a wet spot on the bed.
I have been hard and teased for to long and just want some release. As she finishes her orgasm she grabs my cock and guides it to her ass. She knows my desperation to cum and knows this will get me there quick. As I push towards her and she pushes back, I slip in easily. I don’t have to wait for her to get used to it she is ready. I quicken my pace and know it isn’t gonna last long. After a short while I tell her I am getting close. “Fill my ass” Anna says, “I need to feel your cum in my ass.” That’s it, that’s all it took. A few more strokes and I do just as she asked, I filled her ass full.
After she works every drop of cum out of me we collapse on the bed in a heap. She kisses me deeply and rolls onto her side to cuddle for a minute, to bask in what just happened. A few minutes later we get up to take a shower and spend the evening cuddled up on the couch.
Für Erick – [Fm][mast][bi]
The chair feels scratchy on my skin. I guess people don’t usually sit in office chairs naked, though, so they probably don’t take that into account. Maybe it’s uncomfortable for girls in short skirts, though? I never thought about that before. If I twist my hips I can swivel the chair around from left to right. I’d like to spin it all the way around, but I don’t want to bang into anything and hurt my knees, so I won’t. I wonder what’s taking her so long. I wish she hadn’t blindfolded me. Left, right, left, right. It was sexy at first, but now I’m getting kinda bored. My dick isn’t hard any more. I’m just sat here, handcuffed to a chair. Wait, is that her? The soft nearly-crunching of socks over carpet, the brush of material against a door. Her hand comes to rest on my shoulder companionably.
I hear clicking. Is she using the computer? The rapid-fire staccato of the keyboard is followed by the haphazard click. click click. click, of the mouse. What is she doing?
“Hey babe” her voice is breathy in my ear, “are you comfortable?” she giggles, “those cuffs aren’t too tight are they?”
[FM] Cheating on my husband with my son’s best friend
So, I should probably start this off by saying this wasn’t the first time I fucked my son’s friend. It also isn’t the last. We still have our little secret sessions, but I felt like you all would enjoy this one the most ;). I should also say that I just REALLY wanted to tell someone this story. But, you know, cheating is wrong and all. So I can’t tell anyone in real life. Luckily, I stumbled upon this subreddit and found myself getting hooked on some of the stories, so I thought, “Why not?”, and I made myself an account and decided to post this!
I also feel like I need to say this, yes, I know I’m a terrible mother and wife. And there’s no real excuse for cheating (I could say that my husband is neglectful and it let me to do this or whatever, which is true, but that still doesn’t excuse doing this). But I still do it since it’s the most fun I’ve had in years. So yeah, you don’t have to tell me.
A roman Slave part 3 [slave] [interracial] [mf]
The guards at the compound opened the large wrought-iron gates and let our cart through. Cato had spent the entire journey staring off into the distance, fondling me idly with his free hand. I wished that he would place his fingers down between my lips, as the time in the box had made me shudder and shiver with anticipation, but I dared not make the request. If he wished to use his fingers on me then I could be certain that he would.
As the guards secured the gates Cato finally came to his senses and ran his fingers through his hair and slapped his cheeks to wake himself up.
“Draw me a bath when we get inside,” Cato commanded when the cart stopped outside the entrance to the building. He went into his chambers while I went to the well and began to draw water. It was a long process to draw a bath, as first I had to drag bucket after bucket of water to the vats for boiling, and then from the vats to the enormous square stone bathtub.
A letter to an email friend [MF]
I have a friend I met through GWS with whom I occasionally correspond, sharing some of our adventures with each other. We send each other stories we think the other will enjoy. Here is one I sent her not long ago that she really, really liked. Let me know what you all think about it.
Dear ….
So, I had quite an adventure this weekend, and I figured I owed it to you to let you know the details ….
As I mentioned, my wife has been out of town traveling for work. And no, she’s not back yet. And yes, I am completely frustrated. So on Friday I said fuck it, I left work early, and hopped in the car to meet her. That meant a six hour drive to Little Rock, basically just to see her for one night. It was worth it.