Tag: Wife

Her [Str8][FfM]

She had known that she was a cheating little whore since the first second she had laid eyes on her. Jane, the next door neighbor, had always strutted around the neighborhood like she owned the place, showing off her tight little body in skimpy little outfits that pissed off every wife on the block, except for the odd lesbian couple down the street. But for Alex, she hadn't as really thought much about her until the first time that she had caught her in the bathtub with her husband…

She had been away on a business trip and wasn't due to be home until late the next day, but with some crafty negotiating she had managed to change her flight to a day earlier. Instead of telling her husband she thought she would surprise him. Though in retrospect she realized that just such a scenario was how so many divorce proceedings must have started. Read more »

She Walked In [FFf][Les]

Borrowing a cup of sugar from a neighbor, it was so common and prosaic that it might as well have been from a Norman Rockwell painting Jane thought to herself. She was sure that the nice lesbian couple next door would be more than happy to help her, and really it would save her an unnecessary trip to the supermarket.

She pondered what it was like to be with another girl as she walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. Although she had a boyfriend, and had been with a few guys before him, the clumsy, feeble fumblings of the boys she knew had never done much to arouse her or satisfy her in any significant way. Although a close friend had once offered to eat her pussy during a sleep over she had been too shy to take her up on the offer, though the image of another woman kneeling between her legs had burned in her mind for a long time after.

She was confused when no one answered the door. She could tell that they were home because both of their cars were in the drive and there was music playing somewhere back in the house. She waited for a bit before ringing the doorbell. Read more »

(M)orning Co(FF)ee (M)oments

It was a beautiful fall morning. I woke up a bit hung over to light streaming into the bedroom from the sky lights and large picture windows. The smell of coffee caught my nose as I rolled over to see that Jillian was no longer in bed with me. Faintly, down the hall, I could hear Lynn cumming; Don had most likely had her up for the last hour or more as both were a bit insatiable and could literally go for hours.

I rolled out of bed and put on my boxers and followed the smell of the coffee. Jillian was coming inside from walking the dog. She came over and kissed me.

"Want some coffee?" she asked. "Sure."

Jillian is in her mid 40s but has the body of a 25 year old, and is a complete spitfire. She turned around and pushed her ass into my crotch as she reached over to pour me a cup.

"I can't believe you came in my ass last night!" she gushed, "I have never let Don do that." Read more »

I was a hooker for my husband’s business.

It was 1986 and I was 21 years old and had been married for less than a year when my husband, Steve, came to me with a problem. Steve owned a painting business and had a crew of 6 Mexicans working for him painitng a new apartment complex here in town. Steve told me that if he could finish the contract a weeek early, he would get a huge bonus. He had promised his crew that if they finished early, he would rent a hotel room, buy them a few cases of beer and whiskey, and hire them a hooker for a party. Well…. They had finished it early, he was going to get the bonus, but not for a few weeks. Problem was, Steve did not have the money for a hooker and the only one he knew, a big surprise to me by the way, would not do it on credit and was busy the weekend he had promised the party. If he fell through on the party, all 6 of the guys would quit and we would be out of business. None of the guys had ever met me, as Steve never had them over and I never went to the job sites. Steve told me that if I could be the hooker, we were saved. He said they would get drunk and pass out fast, the most I would have to do was fuck a few…..I knew I never should have told Steve about my fantasy of fuckng some total strangers… after a few hours of discussion, i agreed to do it as long as no one ever knew it that I was his wife and not a hooker he hired. No one could ever know it was me. Friday night, Steve had rented a hotel room and bought the booze and set them up in the hotel room. He came home and picked me up to take me and introduce me to the "crew". I shaved my legs, trimmed my pubic patch, put on a lacy pair of panties and a matching bra and a tight little black dress. I am 5൒, 36c and a nice figure and I wore my dark brown hair long and loose. We got to the hotel and I was very nervous when he opened the door and led me into the room. He introduced them to me them as "Candy" their entertainment for the weekend. "The weekend?", I looked at him and he kind of shrugged at me and smiled. He fixed me a very stiff drink and we sat down as he gave them a speach about how he appreciated the work they did and how it made him look great and that they all had a job on his next job. One of the guys said, "just bring her again and we do bueno work for you, boss" Steve said deal as he handed me another drink. I did not realize I had finished my first one. He asked me if I would dance for the guys before he left. He said he would love to see what they were going to enjoy and what he paid two grand for…. I told him one more drink and I would be ready. He handed me another drink and I downed it quick as I stood up and felt light headed. One of the Mexicans turned on some music and I started to sway and dance to the music as they all whistled and made comments, mostly in spanish. I looked at Steve as I danced and he was smiling at me and said " Take of your dress, Candy!" so I reached up behind me and pulled my zipper down and let the dress slide off my sholders and danced in my lacy underwear as they all clapped and hooted. Steve stood up, walked to me and kissed me. I did not feel him reach behind me and unhook my bra as he kissed me, He stoped kissing me and stepped back with the bra in his hand and my 36C breasts out and in the open for all six Mexicans to enjoy. I felt myself blush and my nipples rise. Steve looked at them and said "Chicos, creo que esta zorra está listo para ser follada duro y largo plazo. ¿Es un buen trabajo en ella, me costó mucho. Además, ella mira como ella lo quiere, y necesita que mal ahora mismo!" They all cheered and laughed as he walked out the door. I found out later that he had said- Guys, I think this slut is ready to be fucked hard and long. Do a good job on her, she cost me alot. Besides, she looks like she wants it, and needs it bad right now! Before Steve was out of the room, one was kissing me and I felt a hand between my legs and a mouth on my right nipple. The one kissing me stopped and handed me a glass I drank in one full gulp, it was several onces of tequila. I felt my pantied pulled down and a hand preading my pussy lips as the tallest of the mexicans was kissing me again. I was so light headed and getting very aroused. I felt several fingers in my pussy as I was standing there. before I knew it, I was sitting on the couch and had one eating my pussy and two sucking my nipples, before I knew it, a cock was to my lips and I opened my mouth and sucked it in and sucked the cock as he fucked my mouth quickly and shoot a mouthful of cum in my throat as I gulped and swallowe. he was replaced by one of the others and I swallowed another load of cum. by now, i felt my legs over the shoulders of the one eating my pussy as I came very heard for him and yet another load of cum was in my mouth. I felt one of them biting my nipple very heard and i came again. I felt thhelping me up and another glass gulped it down to wash the cum down and felt myself led to the bedroom where i was laid down and felt another Mexican climb on the bed and spread my legs. I felt him thrust in in one swift stroke and start to pound my cunt very hard and very fast. I came again and after 15 minutes he shot off in me and climbed off only to be replaced by another cock. They repeated this and kept handing me tequila and I kept drinking it. I have vague memories of the nioght as they kept taking turns fucking me and giving me more alcohol. I remember them stopping at some point and falling asleep, I was awakend later, still dark, and handed a glass, i drank it down and felt one of them runing hands all over me and asking me to kneel. I love doggie style so I got on my hands and knees as he got behind me and slide his cock in my pussy and slow stroked my pussy….I was enjoying as he fondled my breasts from behind. I felt him pull out and did not think he had cum already when I felt his cock butt against my ass hole and I said no as he fucked his cock in my ass hard and deep, I let out a yelp and realized a cock was being pushed in my mouth. I was on my knees getting my anal cherry takin and fucked in the mouth at the same time. they fucked back and forth inme until I felt my ass fill with cum and he pulled out, only to be replaced by another cock, thank God, this one went in easier than the first one.They took turns until they had enough for awhile and I went to sleep again. I woke up naked in the bed with cum all crusted on me. I looked at the clock and it was 3 in the afternoon. I got up and staggered to the shower and was in they for awhile letting the hot water run on my sore body and washing off the cum. I was so thirsty and had a headache. I stepped out to one of the guys standing ther with a glass of coke and a slice of pizza. I stood there naked in front of him and took a sip of the coke, a very strong rum and cock. I was amazed I did not feel uncomfortable standing there naked infront of this guy as he said how much fun he had with me. I asked him how many times he had had me. He grinned from ear to ear and said 3 in your cunt, 4 in your mouth and 2 in you ass. "Wow", I said, "a little dynamo arn't you?" Si! he responded and carressed my breast. I looked down and saw he had an erecrion in his pants. "Now?" I asked. Si! he replied. I drank the rest of the rum and coke and pulled dwon his pants and took his hand and stepped back into the shower and lathered him up and washed him off and turned and leaned to the wall as he fucked my pussy from behind. Well, this seemed to have startd things again as I got out of the shower and was greeted by two more Mexicans both drunk. I walked to the bed and laid down as they got into position and one handed me a bottle and I took several swallows of alcohol. This continued on for several hours and then I fell asleep and awoke again during the night as another guy was rubbing my ass and asked me to kneel. I got up on myes and laid my head down as I presented my ass and he said "Dios, me encanta follar putas americanos, que le permitirá hacer cualquier cosa para ellos y tomarlo y me encanta. Estas putas!" as he slid his cock in my now, loose ass. Sunday I awoke to a room full of passed out Mexicans and rewalized thet there were more than six Mexicans in the suite, I counted 10 of them. As I was walking sitting on the couch, naked, I had no idea wear my clothes were, number 11 and 12 walked in and I recognized them as the first to kiss me and the first to finger me. they had food and coffee for me. I thanked thwm and they sat with me and I ate and asked them why there were 6 extra men in the room. they replied that Senor Steve had said to make sure I was well fucked, so they had done so. I was very surprised when they asked if they had been doing a good job. I told them that they had been doing great and I had enjoyed it. One of them chimed in that the weekend was not over and that Senor Steve had said I was paid for the weekend. He responed that el jefe would be pleased when he got there later. Well, I said, let's make sure he walks in on me being well used when he gets here. They both grinned and one stood up and dropped his pants as he stepped forward. I took his cock in my mouth as he stood there as I deep throated him until he came in my throat and I repeaeted with the other. by then the others were waking and I started another round of fucking. About 4pm, a phone rang and I was told Senor Steve was on his way. I said, lets show him how happy you are with me. I mounted one who was laying down and another took me in the ass as a third put his cock in my mouth and the other three were watching waiting there turns. the extras had left mid day after all fucking me again. This was how Steve saw me as he walked in a little bit later, He stopped and stared as one in my ass finished and another took his place. He fixed a drink and stood there watching as the one in my mouth finished. I looked him in the eyes and said, Well, come on, you paid for it…they all cheered as he unzipped his pants and pulled out an erectiion and placed it im my mouth….I sucked it deep and strong until he came a huge load in my mouth and I almost gagged. He moved and another took his place and he sat on the couch. When the one in my ass came, he said, "jefe. que debe su mierda en el culo, es muy bonito, ahora que lo hemos aflojado durante dos días." Steve stood up and dropped his pants and got behind me and slid his cock in my sloppy ass and fucked long and deep until he came in me. He continued to watch and I was asked to suck off the boss one last time as they all sat and drank, so I knelt in front of him and gave him a nice slow blowjob as they all thanked him, again. Well, guys, It has been nice, and fun, but I need to take Candy home and go meet my wife for dinner. At this point he shot his load and I gagged on it. They produced my clothes and I dressed and we left. As we got in the car, all he said was "Thanks! I appreciate you coming through like that."

My (M) Tale of Voyeurism, Jealousy, and Miscommunication with My Roommates (MMF)

I don't know if this is necessarily the place to post this, but I've been thinking about something that happened last year that I found kind of hilarious, now sort of removed from the situation. Of course, all the names have been changed.

I was really good friends with a kid named Billy in junior high. Went to different elementary and high schools, and we really didn't keep in touch. Coincidentally, I ran into him at freshman orientation at an out-of-state university. We became best friends. We started rooming together sophomore year and didn’t stop for 5 years.

A couple of years ago, he asked me if I'd like to move in with him and his new wife. They invested in a really nice home in a really nice part of town, and were scraping together pennies, now that she pushed to finish her last year of grad school. I like his wife a lot. She's a terrific woman. She's super-nice, attractive, funny. I'd be lucky to find a woman like her. I had just broken up with someone. The house was way nicer than the place I was staying, cheaper by half, and closer to my job. This was a no-brainer. I also didn't mind when a coworker of his, Mark moved in the month after me. Mark is an awesome guy. Mark just invested in a bar a couple of blocks away from where we lived. Drinks were cheap for us. Mark even got me laid a couple of times. Read more »

1st Hotwife Experience 100%true

I was 33, married with kids living in Va. I had a business trip to Washington, just north of Portland. I've traveled other times and searched Craigslist with no luck, but while waiting on my luggage I posted to Craigslist about a traveling white male looking for a couple. I didn't expect much, but when I got settled into the hotel I had an email. My first thought was Spam, but it had a phone number to text. It was probably about 10:00 PM PST and I'd been traveling from the east coast since 6:00 AM EST. I was tired, but my adrenaline got going and I texted. We agreed to meet at a bar close to my hotel. They were coming up from Portland so I had time to get a shower and get to the bar. I was really the only person in the bar, and just started my second beer when I noticed a couple come in. I was hoping it was them, because she was HOT. They texted me that they were there. I was in luck. We took a table an talked over a drink. They were from Russia, and had lived there about 10 years. They were hard workers so they liked to have fun when they got a chance. We seemed to be hitting it off, although I was a little nervous as it was my first time. Not to mention I'm 6'1" and about 190# at the time. I was handsome, fit, and usually confident. The issue was besides her being very hot, he was a 6'5" 240# built Russian. A little unnerving. I flirted with her and she with me. I touched her leg and complimented her. When she finished her drink, she got up an went to the bathroom. When she walked away, I looked him in the eye and said "I really want to fuck your wife". He smiled and said he had no problem but needed to talk to her. He got up and waited outside the bathroom. When she walked out I knew we were going back to my hotel before he even spoke to her. When she walked out her hair was down and she had unbuttoned a couple of buttons revealing some wonderful cleavage She was about 5'9 maybe 125, very fit and balanced. She was brunette with olive skin and great breast. Her only flaw was a tooth that was discolored compared to the rest. Other than that she was an 8/9 on anyone's scale. This is where my roller-coaster starts to go downhill a little. They knew I was inexperienced and were ok with it. He sat on one bed and her the other. He said he'd like to watch for a few. I sat next to her and began to kiss her. My heart was racing and I had to sneak a peak at him to make sure he wasn't getting ready to beat the shit out of me, but he was laid back and rubbing his cock through his pants. I started to play with her tits , kiss her neck etc….. She was kissing me passionately an rubbing my cock. I heard get up and start getting undressed. I'd already got her halfway undressed. She reached down and removed her panties. I got up to get undressed, as I did, he moved toward her getting between her legs. This was a jolt, because I've got the all american average 6" cock. I look up and hes 8"+ and thick. Hes starts to fuck her so I move to the other side of the bed and play with her tits. I move my cock towards her mouth and shes starts to suck me. It's awesome, I'm hard as a rock. He starts pumping faster and she begs him not to cum but he pulls out and cums all over her belly. She continues to suck me while he gets a towel and cleans her off. She tells me to get a condom and fuck her. I've married since I was 18 and had only used a condom on occasion as a teen. I get it open and on. She gets on all fours with her ass in the air off the bed. I enter her and start to pump away slowly. I can't feel shit. I start to get soft, which made me stress out I got to where I was only half hard. I couldn't really fuck like this so I turned her over and ate her pussy while she sucked her husbands soft cock. She came twice. When we were done I apologized profusely and they understood given the circumstances. We got dressed and they left. I slept like a baby and fucking a hot-wife has been an obsession ever since. I've had the opportunity to do this several other times since, only bareback, and no erection issues

Got fucked for the first [T]ime over the holidays. He’s [M]arried, and it was his first time with a T. [Part II]

First, even if you've already read part I of my story, I recommend reading it again. Not only to get back into the moment, but I've edited it with some additional details, so if you enjoyed reading it the first time, I'm absolutely sure you will again. :)

Additionally, I recommend a few good drinks while you do this, to recreate the intoxicated feelings that were rushing over me the whole night!

So, let's set the stage!

He's leading me by the hand back to the bedroom, and my heart is racing because I know what's next. Not only is my heart thundering, but my tight butt is squeezing its plug for dear life, and just quivering in a hot lust tinged with sweet fear! I'm walking back there thinking that I'm going into that room a sissy who has had lots of fantasies, but I'll be leaving it, a truly slutty girl. The way he was squeezing my hand and leading me along left no doubts about it, and the feeling of my skirt riding up and my pussy throbbing around my plug had me feeling incredibly feminine and submissive. Read more »

I had sex with my brother’s ex-wife

The small backstory: I live in New Jersey, always have. My brother married his college girlfriend (lets call her Nicole). She always lived in California, my brother moved there for college and stayed there. I barely saw them and every time they would argue all the time, Nicole had a temper. I was never close with my brother or Nicole, we later had a huge falling out (My brother and I) so I stopped talking to both them. They later divorced. After I graduated (3 years later) and got my BA I went to California for a vacation and look for graduate schools. Read more »

Watching Your Wife With Another Man – [MF][BDSM]

Author’s note: This isn’t an indictment on open or poly relationships, simply a story meant to tell one couple’s experience, which—like with monogamous, monogomish, or really any other relationship configuration you can form—comes with its own unique set of challenges and triumphs. And, I swear, there's a happy, sexy ending. I promise. As always, I hope you enjoy.

There are things in life that you will never plan, but still have to live with anyway. You’ll think, as you drive the familiar road as if by rote, that this is just another one of those things that must be muddled through, one step at a time. You’ll be so sure that—once you’re in the middle of it—it won’t be so hard.

You will, of course, be wrong.

The car’s silence will irk you—you need noise at the best of times, if just to drown out the nagging reservations you’ll have left unspoken.

Because you love her.

You’ll flip on the radio with more impatience than required. You won’t know quite why. And because Fate hates you, an inappropriate story will be on. The one about the preacher or the politician’s aide doing something they weren’t supposed to. Involved in things they would’ve been better off not touching. Read more »

Down the Rabbit Hole [mf] [WARNING! incest]

Life doesn't always turn out like you intend. Sometimes it does, but most of the time, 99% of the time…

It just doesn't.

In a lot of ways I'm still reeling from what happened. One night I'm ready to save my little sister from the abusive hell hole I scrambled out of to whisk her away to a shot at a real life, and the next day I'm here, drinking, wondering what the hell I'm going to tell my fiancèe.

I mean, the plan was good, right? Finally convince myself to go back home to visit, let my parents think they can exploit a new relationship with them once I finish my degree and become a "bigshot doctor," and finally get a chance to tell Alice that I'm taking her away from all of this. Now that she's 18 I can't be charged with kidnapping if she wants to come with.

I even bought her a plane ticket. It's not like she has anything here to leave behind. Read more »