Tag: Wife

[MF] I got more than I bargained for from my friend’s daughter during his Super Bowl party…

I’ve known my friend Matt for around two years now. Our group of friends likes to play poker, throw darts and shoot pool. We also like to watch sports together and Matt is well regarded for throwing parties at his house, so when I got the Facebook invite for his Super Bowl party I knew I was in.

Matt’s house is at the top of a hill on a corner lot and adjacent to two fairly quiet residential streets. The last big party I attended there was a crazy packed fourth of July fireworks party this summer. The neighborhood wasn’t very quiet that night. For the Big Game, however, it was a smaller crowd of a dozen or so and even though this winter has been mild for us here in the Midwest, we kept the party indoors. Read more »

[FM] The story of my clarinet teacher

Obligatory trigger warning… this story contains some gray area stuff that might not be everyone’s cup of tea. You’ve been warned. Also sorry this is LONG.

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When I was in elementary/junior high school, I was in band. I played the clarinet, and had enough aptitude that if I actually practiced, I could be good. But like most kids that age, I really didn’t have the discipline to do so. So my parents signed me up for professional lessons, which took place on Wednesdays or Thursdays after school in a spare classroom at the junior high. The teacher, Mr. S, was a fairly young guy; though he seemed old to me at the time he couldn’t have been more than 30. He wore a dress shirt and slacks, the same pair every time, as if he didn’t have more in the way of wardrobe items. His brown hair was tightly curled against his skull and always either glisteningly gelled down or frizzed out like a brillo pad. His face had the acne-scarred texture of an orange rind. Although he was conventionally proportionate and I couldn’t pick out anything specific about his appearance that was off-putting except his skin, he kind of gave off this strange vibe that made me slightly uneasy. Not always, but sometimes the way his brown eyes would glint with an unnamed intensity would catch me by surprise. At the time, I had the child-like thought that he could tell I was lying about practicing, and that’s why his gaze would pierce through me while I played. But if so he never explicitly called me out on it. Read more »

What are friends for? part 1 of ? [no sex]

I enjoy reading a lot of the stories on here and have a lot of fantasies of my own. I figured it’s about time I try writing. I’ll start off with a more tame fantasy. Feedback is welcomed.
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I found the love of my life in college. We married soon after graduating, which was around the same time most of our friends also tied the knot and started their lives together. In the span of 5 years there were more engagement and wedding announcements than we could keep up with. Soon after there were slightly less baby announcements.

The couple that my wife and I always went on double dates with and generally hung out with during college ended up getting married shortly after us. Mia and Rob were fun people that my wife and I both liked. We got along so well that we were all in each others wedding. After marriage our friendship only grew. We had dinner parties and backyard BBQs and even went vacationing together. Read more »

The Cam Girl Pt. 3

This routine continued for some time. No mention of money, troubles or any business whatsoever, just daily sessions where Olivia verbally beat Harold into shape, urging him onward with all of her considerable resources. Where a kind voice didn’t work, cam sex usually did. When that got old Olivia became mean and made Harold beg for forgiveness. Harold didn’t exactly like this but felt more and more powerless to change their relationship. It seemed that Olivia had taken control and she was just getting started.
Harold was particularly vulnerable to this type of thing because as mentioned he didn’t have a lot of irons in the fire. He didn’t have any irons in fact, and Olivia was his only fire. This fire warmed him at night and did not leave him completely during the day. He began to feel as though life were something he could finally handle. He began to feel as though he had a girlfriend or at least a girl who was a friend. Olivia did not discourage this.

Wake up. Food. Work. Home. Cam.

“Hello Olivia, you look lovely today.”

Her genteel charm had washed off on him and he was always very polite when he spoke to her now. Read more »

MILF Valentine’s Day [mFFF, anal, oral, public, voy]

It was Valentines Day and I needed to figure this shit out. There were three MILFs that I promised to spend the night with and all wanted different times. Mrs. Anal wanted a picnic, Mrs. Done wanted to stay at home, and Mrs. Busty wanted dinner. I instructed Mrs. Done to fuck herself with her giant purple dildo until I get back while I went to the park to meet Mrs. Anal.

She was at the top of a hill, wearing a tight-grey shirt with pink vertical stripes and nothing else.

“Happy Valentines Day, baby”, she said to me.

She poured herself some wine and savored every sip. I was more focused on her luscious body shone under the moonlight.

“Let’s get these tits on your cock, shall we”, she asked while beginning to take off her shirt.

“Keep it on, you’ll look sexy as fuck getting pounded with it on”, I said back. Read more »

[MF] Fun With Ice

On mobile so hopefully formatting and spelling aren’t too atrocious.

My fiancé, now wife, and I took a trip to Tahoe for a weekend of skiiing and partying a year before we tied the knot. She is insatiable and we had lots of fun together before this weekend but, something about hotel sex brings the best out of both of us.

A bit about my wife; she has long jet black hair a tight tummy that slims down to very wide hips, c cup breasts and toned shoulders and arms from landscaping, and olive skin from being Italian/Cherokee. Her eyes are dark, almost black brown and crazy red lips that pout and are perfect for giving the most amazing head. Her ass is big and round but not fat and her body is almost hair-free, just a little light blond fuzz that the rarely even needs to shave off her legs. She stands at 5’3″ to my 6′ frame and we fit together perfectly. Read more »

[MF] The joys of eating pussy

I’ve always loved going down on a woman. In fact, I ate pussy before getting my first blow job or intercourse (there was a girl in college known for getting guys to go down on her, then kicking them out… I loved that). There’s just something about it that’s so hot to me, and my wife doesn’t seem to mind either.

Like a lot of women, my wife won’t let me go down on her if she’s feeling “not so fresh”. To be honest, it wouldn’t stop me. I would bury my face in there after she got home from the gym, if she would let me.

Because of her desire to be as clean as possible, I love the weekends where we do a full day of yard or house work. We work all day, without showering, and then look forward to getting all cleaned up and relaxing afterwards. I always try to have some excuse why I should shower first.

Because I’m already clean as a whistle when she gets out of her shower, I’ll grab her and throw her on the bed. She’ll know that I’ve planned this all along, because she’s always freshly shaved and groomed. Read more »

Sexy Valentines, Part 1 of ?? [MF]

We woke up on Valentine’s day; Our first Valentine’s day as husband and wife. What to do. What to do to make this one special. And to make her smile all day thinking of me while she is away at work.

So the alarm goes off, and I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight for a minute or two. It is getting late fast, but who cares if we are late to work. We are spooning, both lying on our sides, her back is to me; my arm is around her stomach. Like Bryan Adams says, We’re in Heaven.

I rub her body with my hand from her stomach, over her hips, down her thigh and calf as I slowly move towards her feet. I slip my hand around her ankle and begin pull it to her left, rolling her over slowly as I get on my knees and maneuver between her legs. I continue rolling her over, until she is on her back, legs spread wide, pussy exposed, wonder in her eyes. She has no idea what I am up to. She is compliant, and goes with the flow (which I am about to start working on). Read more »

[MMF]My Wife’s Valentine’s Day Surprise

I’m sorry if this is the wrong subreddit, not sure where it would fall on the spectrum. I tried to post last night, but apparently I can’t post until the throwaway has existed for a day.

My wife and I wanted to do something special for Valentine’s Day. Both of us work during the week, so we decided to celebrate a couple of days early. We’d been talking for a while about switching roles; up until today, all that had ever been used on me was some of her dildos, and I knew that felt great, but I wanted to get fucked, and she wanted to feel what it was like fucking me. Therefore, we went to the sex shop yesterday and bought a Feeldoe slim; I saw the other ones available, and definitely thought they would be too big.

While we were on the way back from the store, we were talking about our upcoming experience. I said that I really wanted to get as submissive as possible, since up until now I’d always been the dominant one between us, and she’d been the submissive. She suggested we tie me up; I thought if my legs were tied it might make things difficult on our first time, but I gladly accepted having my hands tied to the bed. I also suggested she blindfold me; she’s done it a few times while dildoing me and jerking me off, and the sensory deprivation is amazing. Read more »