Tag: Wife

[Mfm] Our first 3 way.

My best friend was over (the one that took her to the concert) and we had all started drinking. She excused herself to the room for a few moments. When she came back into the room she was wearing a slutty sexy little outfit, black short skirt, black thong, and a top that barely held her DDs. My jaw hit the ground and my dick shot straight up my buddy had about the same reaction.

We continued drinking, watching movies, and playing darts, and enjoying the sexy view that was my wife. At one point a camera came out and we started taking pictures of her. We all started to get hungry and figured Kroger was in walking distance from out apartment. She threw on some pants and a t shirt and we walked to the store to get snacks and more beer. Knowing what she had on under the clothes was a serious turn on for both of us. After getting snacks we stopped at the liquor store to get a bottle of rum. The store clerk was being a dick and not wanting to sell because my buddy had forgotten his id. This is when A (my wife) took her shirt off and leaned over the counter and asked again. The clerk immediately agreed that we were all of age she kissed him and we were on our way. The thoughts running through my head at this point were wild. Read more »

I [M] wrote this for my wife [F] from her POV in the first person. She thought you all might enjoy it.

​The sun splashes intricate blades of gold in between the shadows of Autumn leaves causing the sidewalk beneath your feet to glisten like a shimmering lake at dawn.

You’re running, but you might as well be gliding.

You welcome the frigid air caressing your face. Some mornings you dread the ice cold kiss of your morning run. This morning is different. Determination drives your every step.

There is no purpose, but to not stop. There is no responsibility to anyone or anything drawing you away from the calming familiarity of willing yourself to simply, keep going.

Your chest heaves with each stride and breath.

Thank god I wore my good sports bra today, you think as you glance down to quickly admire your soft, ample breasts.

As you take in the sight of your deep cleavage, a man stands up from a park bench, then bends to tie his shoe directly in your path. You look up just in time to see your knee collide with the top of this stranger’s head.

The man jolts up, reels backward and falls over the bench he was previously sitting on. He lands flat on his back. Read more »

[MF] Wife’s Best Friend….Very Unexpected

So let me preface this with the fact that I am happily married and very attracted to my wife. I hope this will give you a context to how strong of a pull my wifes best friend has on me, completely physical.

I am in my mid twenties, about 6 feet tall and athletically built. My wifes friend Ashley is about 5 foot 3 and very petite, not skinny petite more of a toned petite.

It all started when my wife went out of town to visit her family so I text Ashley’s husband to see if they want to all get together for dinner or something. At this point I am just looking to fill some time instead of sitting at home by myself. He responds and tells me that he is gone for work so I wish him a safe trip and think nothing of it. Read more »

[MF] Looking for advice on the next gonewild challenge for my wife …

So this post is about a challenge that I hope to create soon and more to follow. Looking for mainly women’s feedback on my activity and also any ideas for the future. Some background first but if you like to jump to it scroll down to the line break with **Actual Challenge starts here** .

Wife and I (both 30) have been married for a few years now and generally have an active and healthy sex life, if a bit vanilla. Our normal sex routine follows a fairly standard script: Foreplay with kissing, touching and teasing, maybe oral, and then a few different sex positions. She’ll probably cum once or twice along the way and it typically ends when I cum. Could be a 5-10 min quickie or 30-40 mins depending on the night or our moods. We were both open to expanding a bit and found the Let’s Experiment website to be very useful to help communicate what we both like and new things we want to try. After taking the quiz we actually found there was a few new things on the list to try but were struggling on how to introduce them to our daily sex life. For example she was into having her hands tied and blindfolded during sex, but wasn’t comfortable with me just randomly pulling out some rope in the middle of the session and getting super dominant (at least not the first time). She wanted some time to prep for it mentally. Plus the anticipation and excitement of knowing you’re going to do something new or kinky that night can be a huge turn on in itself. Read more »

Neighbor, Sir: Part 3 [D/s, MDom, FSub]

He was described as an odd child: sensitive, compassionate, and decidedly withdrawn. Seeming to get on with adults better than children, he preferred to stay inside during recess and help Sister Mary prepare the classroom for the afternoon classes. She called him “charming” and “mischievous”, sometimes even “devilish”, even though he was never in any real trouble to her or anyone else. Once, during her morning coffee with the other nuns and faculty, however, she confided the strange influence this six-year old boy had on her. It unnerved her, sometimes, how strong the desire to be in his favor, to anticipate and attempt to meet his needs. She was a professional with 20 years of experience, and she knew she should not choose favorites. He did not overtly seek her attention; instead, he appeared to be the kind of child who preferred not to stand out, yet he seemed to speak to a part of her that she originally associated with motherhood, something that, because of her vows, she would never experience. Further reflection revealed that this child appealed to a deeper desire within her. She never considered any interaction with the boy inappropriate; however, she was unsettled by how she was drawn to him. Read more »

Neighbor, Sir: Part 3 [D/s, MDom, FSub]

He was described as an odd child: sensitive, compassionate, and decidedly withdrawn. Seeming to get on with adults better than children, he preferred to stay inside during recess and help Sister Mary prepare the classroom for the afternoon classes. She called him “charming” and “mischievous”, sometimes even “devilish”, even though he was never in any real trouble to her or anyone else. Once, during her morning coffee with the other nuns and faculty, however, she confided the strange influence this six-year old boy had on her. It unnerved her, sometimes, how strong the desire to be in his favor, to anticipate and attempt to meet his needs. She was a professional with 20 years of experience, and she knew she should not choose favorites. He did not overtly seek her attention; instead, he appeared to be the kind of child who preferred not to stand out, yet he seemed to speak to a part of her that she originally associated with motherhood, something that, because of her vows, she would never experience. Further reflection revealed that this child appealed to a deeper desire within her. She never considered any interaction with the boy inappropriate; however, she was unsettled by how she was drawn to him. Read more »

All that Jazz [MF]

“I don’t mind you comin’ here. And wastin’ all my time. ‘Cause when you’re standin’, oh so near…” The alarm on my phone played The Cars hit from my dresser, waking me up at 4:30. I groaned and rolled out of bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I tasted the rancid flavor of the previous night’s beer and liquor on my breath and felt a dull throb in the base of my skull, presumably from the same source. None of it mattered though; not the early start, not the mild hangover, not even the fact that I had forgotten to turn on the heat the night before and it was now 45 degrees in the apartment. The day was finally there: Vacation. Sixteen days of road tripping, visiting national parks, hiking, and camping, with a mandatory brief stop at my parents place for Thanksgiving. I had not had a vacation in almost a year, and I was so ready to get out of town. I showered, brushed my teeth, grabbed my bag, and left on my trip by 5:00 am. I pulled out of the parking lot and rolled down the window, letting the brisk November air wash over me. Read more »

[MM] – a recent experience [cheating]

Haven’t seen a lot of [MM] recently and this recent encounter has been on my mind, so i figured I would share.

To set the scene, my wife was out of town leaving me a few days to do my own thing. After spending way too much time on reddit, I decided to try for some one on one action.

I posted an ad on craigslist looking for a guy that was a top in my area. I got a few messages but one guy was pretty cool so we chatted a day or so.

He has the day off and I’m stuck at work but am coming up on my lunch break. I send him a message and he says come on over. I head home real quick to do some quick clean up before heading over. He sends me his apartment location and I start to drive over. Read more »

“THE SUBURBAN HOWL” – Chapter One: ‘A Letter in the Mail’ [MFM, Mystery/Suspense]

**”THE SUBURBAN HOWL”**
*An Erotic Mystery in Three Parts*

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**PART ONE:** *The Draw*

**Chapter One.** *’A Letter in the Mail’*

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It read, simply:

> *Your names have been drawn. Tell no one.*
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> *Your requested appointment will be on November the 24th, at midnight.*
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> *Leave your front door unlocked.*
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> ** ~ The Wolf**

The couple who lived at 5381 Mulberry St. spent two weeks trying to decipher the meaning of the strange letter — they studied the brisk handwriting and the messy spatter of spilt ink; they felt the thick paper between their finger-tips and wondered who on Earth would have bothered with such exquisite stock — before finally letting the letter rest at the bottom of a kitchen drawer, unsolved and buried beneath a pile of unpaid bills. There was, after all, more important things to worry about; like keeping the electricity on, for instance… Read more »

My Trip for Pizza Reveals A Teen’s Secret (M/mf, voy, 18+, Longish)

I had been married to my new wife for 3 years when her son Mark started dating Tiffany. They were both 18, seniors in a catholic high school, promise rings and chastity pledges all around and heading to the same college upstate. Early on they had a lot of study dates, and this story begins on one of those. My wife was working late and the two were studying on the couch under a blanket while I watched TV, just a normal Thursday evening.

My stepson was average-looking, but Tiffany was nearly an archetypal male fantasy come to life. 5’6″ but usually stood 5’8″, couldn’t have been a pound over 110. Her bra tag says 34B but it looks a bit small on her. Cheerleader, of course, not the head cheerleader but definitely the most attractive. Better than A-student and they go to a tough school. I have no idea how Mark found such a beauty, but good for him! Read more »