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The Furnace Guy [FM]

She was daydreaming when the phone rang.

It would be the furnace guy, of course, here to do the winter inspection. She and her boyfriend were first time home owners, and they were doing everything by the book. It had been a stressful but fun two months since they moved in, and she was just now starting to feel at home in the new place with the three of them—her, him, and their golden retriever Max.

Her boyfriend—now domestic partner, she supposed—wasn’t home this morning. He was at the hospital, where they both worked. She didn’t mind dealing with the furnace guy alone, but she did hope he wouldn’t be a creep. She wasn’t afraid, per se, as she had Max, and of course her cell phone with her. But nonetheless she hoped, with a note of irritation, that he would be strictly professional.

When the phone rang, she was wearing a loose button up flannel with one of her nicer bras underneath, a pair of tight but comfortable jeans, and socks. Her hair was up in a cute, messy bun. She answered the phone. She confirmed the address and said she’d meet him out front in just a minute. Read more »

Our first [MFM]

After the six month deployment right after our marriage, Reneé and I were into each other for the next half year that my ship never left the pier. If we weren’t working out we were fucking. We partied with friends on some weekends when one or the other didn’t pull duty, and all over Tidewater on other weekends. We both flirted and danced with others but no one really tripped our trigger though.

Reneé did sit in one elderly gentleman’s lap and let him play with her tits. It was his 80th birthday, why not? They both enjoyed themselves. She flashed more than a few people as well. Reneé rode on the back of the bike topless for miles on Route 12 south of Nags Head. Until we passed a police officer coming the opposite direction. She was covered by the time he caught up to us. He smiled and gave us a verbal warning Read more »

When a friend comes to visit, pt 1 [MMF][cuck]

We had invited a friend over and he would be spending a few nights with us as he visited our city. It was the first night and we were sitting around drinking and talking on the couch, you between us.

He was joking about sex which was a thing he did and he mentioned something about you only having been with me. I then let slip that that wasn’t true. You looked at me, shocked that I’d admit that and he looked shocked too. He started asking for details, and while you weren’t sharing I was.

I told him how you met up with a friend of yours and slept with him. How it happened multiple times. How I enjoyed hearing you tell me about it. In the middle of this you whispered to ask me what I was doing, and I simply responded that I didn’t see why we should pass on an opportunity.

He then asked if I ever watched you. To which I replied that I never got the chance as I put a hand on your thigh. He asked do you want to. “Yes”. He turned to you. “Do you want him to watch you?” His question asking more than the obvious. You looked at me, I winked, before looking back at him and saying yes. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S. – The Origin, END [slow] [F/M] [M/S] [inc] [preg] [Mdom] [sm] [history-ish]

S.M.O.M.S. – The Origin

by DiscipleN

Chapter 5

The town of Danlick stayed out of reach for many days. The roads were too muddy, the weather too inclement. We huddled in the loft with Luke and kept to ourselves. Outside, downpours could not slow rumors of my miraculous recovery. Hory’s manhood found strength again. He used me gently, but spilled his seed outside of my puss. Milk returned to my breasts. He told me, it was all his sucking that made them spring back to life. Laughter came easily between us during those rains.

We did not work. Leaks sprang from the roof. The pigs fouled themselves. Some starved. When we heard their desperate cries, we sprang to rescue them. Five days and nights in the rain flushed our sweat from us. We managed to save most of them.

I had two visitors in the eight days of rain that followed. Reverend Hannity pulled off his muddy boots at the door before entering. I held it open. Hory invited him in. We lunched and prayed together, thanking the lord for another miracle and future good health. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S. – The Origin, Ch. 3 [slow] [F/M] [M/S] [inc] [preg] [Mdom] [sm] [history-ish]

S.M.O.M.S. – The Origin

by DiscipleN

Chapter 3

Our first child was born two months after Grandfather passed away. Hortence was twenty and unmarried. Twice, women in the township had met him with obvious intent. One was nearly my age and reeked of desperation, for alcohol not a husband. The other was a cute fireball who expected men to jump when she snapped her fingers. I can’t say who disappointed my son more. He rejected both, simply by not inviting them again.

I had kept my pregnancy a secret. A backwoods church is the center of community events and religious services. I received comments about gaining weight, but I never encouraged that falsehood. My past lies weighed heavily. About the time of my third month, incredible rumors crisscrossed communities for fifty miles. Every third week or so, news came of a miracle baby. Folk assumed the nonsense regarded a particular baby, born to an unwed mother. With successive tales giving details of births to different mothers who were solid members of society, a pattern formed, a pattern who’s familiarity terrified me. The women, their husbands all casualties in the war, had born sons in recent months. My peers suggested the reality of lonely women succumbing to temptation. Consistent rumors over the next three months, from different communities, inspired a truth of faith, especially when the rumors claimed the miracle sons resembled the lost fathers! Pastors began to laud the “Danlick Blessings.” God was giving sons to devout Christian widows. Locals attending church nearly doubled. Hope and pride, devastated by the war, swelled in their hearts. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S. – The Origin, Ch. 2 [slow] [F/M] [M/S] [inc] [preg] [Mdom] [sm] [history-ish]

Chapter 2

Hortense found me rewrapping my foot with a dish cloth. I had cleaned his shirt with soap and full boiling water. Sensing the emergency was over, my son reverted to practical matters. “I’m hungry, Ma. Did Greatgran eat yet?”

I sliced headcheese and tore chunks of bread for both of them. I skipped eating. How my body was sore from a foot wound, I could not explain it. My foot felt somewhat better by supper. I made a stew. Hory helped to wash the dishes. I cleaned up Grandpa after dinner. He grabbed my breasts. Hory caught him at it.

“Don’t touch her, Gramps!”

Regis took his hand off my dress and sulked. Hory put his great-grandfather in his room early. He latched it shut and came to me.

“You will sleep with me, tonight.”

Blood rushed to my face. “I’m sorry I couldn’t go into town.”

“You will give me a fuck every night until you can.” My son whispered. Had he learned what Regis knew?

The words he used last night had been reserved. A day later they had turned foul. “Son, you mustn’t put your seed in me. Let me-” Read more »

[MF] first sex after our baby was born

So let me preface this by saying my wife and I live a pretty normal life, we’re happy and content with our sex life. We have sex once or twice a week, sometimes we go weeks without sex just because life.

We had recently had a baby and due to my wife tearing a little during delivery, we were told we had to wait 6 weeks before we could hop on the good foot and do the bad thing. No problem we thought, sometimes we’ve gone that long.

Little did we know that not having the option to have sex for 6 weeks is much different than just being busy and tired and just not doing it. One night in bed we we’re snuggling/going to sleep (which has been making due to our newborn) but I thought I’d be sly and start rubbing and kissing on her to get her to give it up. Read more »