Tag: Wife

Life with Emily Part 1. Falling for my slut lover and her wife.

I hadn't really been that successful in my relationships with women until I met Emily. I had no trouble starting a relationship but each time, after a while something seemed to be missing. I always lost interest in them sexually as a growing sense of need would take over. I never knew what the need was for so it remained a sort of nagging psychic itch.

Of course the women I dated were not the women I was attracted to and I knew that. I was attracted to them physically and emotionally but I had to force the sexual interest. On the other hand, the best, most intense and fulfilling relationships I had were with escorts, strippers and porn actresses. Not just any escort or whore but those that were in the business because they loved being the business. Those relationships never worked out, never because of the sex but because after a while I didn't connect with them as people.

I was stuck. I dated women I liked as people and found them sexually unappealing, or I dated women I loved sexually but could not connect with them at any other level. Read more »

I fucked two married women yesterday

Sorry, this is a long story. But you're the only people I can tell.

Background. I'm married. Wife travels a lot. I like to have sex.

This story all started on Wednesday. I'd been seeing a girl for about a month, we'll call her Lynn. Asian, and about 10 years younger than me. Hot, fun and adventurous in bed. Then she got a little weird. Told me that she knew more about me than I'd told her (fake name, fake city, throwaway email and phone). Follows that up saying her husband found out. Not cool. I called her Wednesday morning and told her she needs to delete everything she has and cover her tracks; she gets upset and ends it. I followed the procedure here and deleted her number and all texts and emails. Burn it and walk away.

Sucked. I kinda liked her. I don't get emotionally involved, but mostly I was pissed because I was planning to meet her Thursday and now I found myself without a place to insert my penis.

Stupid me without a plan B, I get to work immediately. Read more »

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Femdom in the Real World – Married M&F

It had been a normal Sunday morning: we went out for espressos, spent an hour straightening up the house, ate an early lunch…married, domestic stuff. We've been married for five years, so had our routine but don't have kids, allowing for quite a bit of flexibility. But generally, Sundays are for slow sex.

Christmas season is my busy season at work and after an entire week of filling orders, I had no energy for kink the night before. A glass of wine and I crashed. So this late morning, after coffee and cleaning and lunch and a quick shower, I sat on the couch, scrolling through reddit, waiting for my wife to finish with her bath. I fully expected slow, Sunday sex.

I was excited, for sure, as anybody would be, but I was sorry to have missed my chance at submission the night before. Our femdom/sub roles don't extend beyond sex but I surely needed it. I needed not to be in charge of things at work. I needed not to have to make decisions. I needed not to worry about costs and overhead and creative control.

I figured, "Well, a quick fuck and a drink would do me good anyway." Read more »

Borrowing the neighbour

This is a story I wrote for another site and I thought you guys might like it. Not sure where to put it so posting in both /r/eroticliterature and /r/sexystories. I hope you enjoy it. Borrowing the Neighbour

It had been a long and tedious day in the office, and by the time 5 o'clock came around, Cindy was ready for a long soak in the hot tub on her deck at home. Just the thought of relaxing on those well placed jets started her nipples tingling. Packing up and saying goodnight to her colleagues was done in double quick time tonight and before she knew it, she was headed for home.

A quick stop to pick up some food and a bottle of wine for herself on the way home and she was ready for a night in by herself. Her husband had taken the kids to his parents in the next city over and she had the house to herself for the weekend. Her mind drifted on the drive home wondering what she might do with the time, besides soaking in the hot tub and topping up her tan. Maybe she could tease the neighbours again. She had caught them both watching her on occasion, alone and sometimes together. Read more »

Pervy Germans Pt. 2 – Finger-fucking on the Autobahn leads to high-velocity blowjob, veritable shower of cum [f/m]

This is the first time I've seen the foreign boy toy since my last story.

He's driven countless hours through tough conditions to meet me at the airport, and recounts his harrowing tale as we hit the highway for the long drive back to his hometown. We catch up, joke and belt out Michael Jackson songs (we are in Germany after all), but really, all I can think about is how I've spent the past 2 weeks fantasizing about wrapping my lips around his dick as we race down the Autobahn; riding him in the front seat; being bent over in the back seat, and then on the hood, and then somewhere in the woods. (It's only been 2 weeks, and yet it feels like forever.)

We eventually pull over to a rest stop for a bite to eat and for the first time, he is able to sit back and look at me without car horns honking. We take a moment to drink each other in before leaning in, and what begins as a series of soft kisses, exploring tongues and tasting quickly escalates. Soon we are grabbing at one another, licking, biting and making out like horny teenagers, in a rest stop parking lot in broad daylight, surrounded by semis full of interested truckers. (I am not sure if he notices this, but I certainly do, and it is kind of a turn-on.) Read more »

Canada the prude

I was reading Nabokov's Lolita this week and was inspired to chase down the Canadian Child Pornography laws. I considered this a grey area, but upon reading the Wiki article I find the description of child pornography to be very harsh.

And of course, who can say anything… won't someone think of the children.

FTA:

Prohibition covers the visual representations of child sexual abuse and other sexual activity by persons (real or imaginary) under the age of 18 years or the depiction of their sexual organ/anal region for a sexual purpose, unless an artistic, educational, scientific, or medical justification can be provided and the court accepts that.

If I were to write a story about my sexual adventures with my wife back when we were under 18, I could be thrown in jail. Or how about a graphic novel?

If we were to act by the letter of the law, Canadians would not browse ASSTR or many other Erotica Sites due to the prohibition.

[M/F] What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. LONG

This is the wildest I’ve gone. I recently found this sub and thought it’d be worth it. Keep in mind, I am married and the story involves infidelity. I get it, it’s not right. I’m not here to be judged, I share this in hopes of stimulating your senses.

Anyway, I’m 30 and been married just under 5 years. My wife is great and we have a good marriage. That being said, as warned, sex took a significant dip after the first few years. To take a Ron White quote, “I'm a pretty good dog, but if you don't pet me every once in awhile, it's hard to keep me under the porch.” Well, I was not being petted nearly enough. I didn’t outwardly seek extracurricular activity, yet I’d told myself if the right opportunity arose, I’d come at it with an open mind. Read more »

MMF- Another young awkward virgin guy, this time on a camping trip.

Recently I've been getting a bit of a "natural" fetish going on with women. Hairy armpits, legs, you name it. So I had the wife grow out her bush, I tried the armpits and legs and got blank stares. Can’t win them all I suppose but it’s been turning me on and I wanted to make it the theme of our next virgin cherry pop. Our friend this time was an interesting character, coworker of the wife and a scrawny typical nerd type. Blonde and brown eyed, the guy was super shy in general and my wife had teased him back and forth about popping his cherry. I don’t think he ever took it seriously and it was hard to even make eye contact with him according to her. She often hung out with him on their own but the poor guy was too nervous to ever do anything with her. Sad really, I would have love to hear all about it. But, because she trusted him she wanted to set a plan where we wouldn’t use protection with him and we would finally have him lose his virginity to her. While doing so in a very natural setting and because I wanted her to be filthy with absolutely zero cleanup for my own selfish fetish reasons. Read more »

Off-Hour Office Sex [MF][BDSM] “He smiled and cupped the full flesh of her ass. ‘What do you want me to do to it?’ he asked, holding sensual potential in his hands.”

Overtime

Peter Richards pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose and stared at his computer. With his computer open to SyncKink.com, the kinky social media website he maintained, he stared at Kat’s page. His wife’s page. Ever since her novel was published, she’d been so busy doing this and that for promotion and publicity. From blog posts to free stories, she’d been dedicated to using every non-working hour into putting herself out there.

Peter sighed and raised his eyebrows. Putting a lot of herself way out there.

He stared at the latest set of photos she’d released and gritted his teeth. He rolled his shoulders and tried to relax his suddenly tense muscles.

So she was naked in the photos.

It wasn’t a big deal.

Or it really shouldn’t have been.

He didn’t want it to be.

But he just couldn’t stop staring at the pictures of Kat laid out bare, imagining the hundreds—thousands—hell, maybe millions—of men out there on the internet who were staring at her too. At his wife. His Katherina.

His jaw clenched as he rubbed a hand over an inexplicable ache in his chest. Read more »

MILFmas [Str8, mF, anal, bukkake celeb, oral]

"Alright, I understand", I said to my parents on the phone.

They are stuck at the airport, on Christmas eve none the less! And by the sound of it, it looks like they won't be home until the day after Christmas. I sat on my couch in my pajamas. The air was cold in the house, but the lit fireplace was making concentrated warmth. Staring at the cookies and milk on a plate near the fireplace, I knew Santa wasn't real, but I always put them out on Christmas for the spirit of the holiday. All of a sudden, the fire goes out.

All of the house seems to go dark.

I began to hear what sounded like struggling coming from the chimney. Suddenly, two kicking red heels jut out into view. Legs then a torso soon follow until an entire person falls down. Read more »