I Remember The Day She Went Off to Boarding School [Mf] [Str8]

I remember she was only 13 when her father sent her away to boarding school in Switzerland. She looked very mature for her age. She was tall, athletic and had beautiful red hair like her mother. Her father was my partner at our law firm and my closest friend. We went through thick and thin together. His daughter was fairly close to me when younger, sort of like a daughter.

My wife could not conceive so we did not have any kids. Just two busy people living in Austin. Janice used to come back from Switzerland every summer to visit her family, in the summer I never saw her since I was usually in Barbados by then, I heard stories how she was growing up and becoming a real woman. Once she graduated she was thinking of going to university in the city.

I didn't see her for nearly 5 years. Until last summer. She finally moved back to Austin in the summer taking a year off to help the mentally challenged kids before going off to university. Here is how I slept with my best friends daughter.

A fantasy i’writing for my wife

She came out of the bathroom, her hair wet and combed back. She was wearing the blue-black negligee which matched her bright blue eyes, and the blue face-mask they got in Venice. The black stockings gently caressed her legs. She was beautiful, as always. He looked at her with admire and passion. He would love to touch her, but tonight is going to be different.

"Are you sure?" she asked. He silently nodded. He blindfolded her eyes. There is no going back now.

He opened the door to the next room. It was dim, lit only by candle light. He took her hand and took her through the door. She held his hand gently as they walked in.

She stood there, still blindfolded. Her breasts slowly going up and down as she breathed. There was a fresh, gentle smell in the room.

The first touch she felt on her face. She trembled as the gentle hands went down her arms. It was the first time in decades she was touched by somebody else. Her heart beat faster and stronger in excitement. The kiss was so soft. She played with the tongue, licking it slowly and bite the other lips. She has not felt so alive in years. The blood pumping through her veins was full of desire. She felt how wet she was becoming.

“Scientific Method” [Str8, Les, voy] Comments, please!

Should I bother writing a chapter 2?

Chapter One

It was the opportunity of a lifetime: An expedition with Drs. James and Isabela Salt. Science superstars, they'd made discovery after discovery in the bush, studying animal group behavior all over the world. He, a biologist, she an anthropologist. I'd read plenty of their work on chimpanzees, my area of study in school. I was incredibly lucky they agreed to take me on.

I arrived there just as the sun was coming up, a little groggy from trying to sleep in a bouncing Jeep. The camp consisted of an overlarge tent, which I assumed was for the Salts, and a smaller bivouac that looked to belong Archange and Muteba, the two Congolese men who had driven me there. Dr. Salt smiled and gave me a big hug when I arrived. I was starstruck for a moment, seeing him in person. He was quite handsome and tall, in an angular sort of way. Not nearly as muscular as the Congolese, but with a wiry energy. He had beautiful hazel eyes, and smelled like sweat mixed with some kind of exotic spice.

My Wife Lost Her Top Diving Into the Pool [exhibitionist, MF , hotwife]

We had a pool party with a bunch of friends over this past weekend. My wife dove in at one point and lost her bikini top. A buddy of mine from work was in the pool already and he grabbed her top and held it over his head to tease her. She giggled and struggled to get it back and I watched as she pressed her bare boobs against his chest. He tossed it over the fence as a joke and the other men hooted lewdly in response. She just laughed and talked to him for a while while he ogled her boobs through the water. It made me sort of conflicted because I had to admit it was pretty hot. Especially when all the guys present watched her climb out topless, covering her nipples with her hands.

Shy Friend Shows Your Wife his Cock [cuckold, wifesharing]

Your wife invited another couple you are friendly with, Dan and Susan to have dinner and drinks one Friday night. Susan had to watch her sister's children, but she insisted that Dan come alone. He's a bit of an introvert and his wife is always trying to get him to socialize more, so you weren't too surprised and your wife graciously agreed to have him over on his own.

After dinner you are all sitting in the living room having drinks when your wife exclaims, "Ugh, I have to change out of these work clothes. You two don't mind if I 'slip into something more comfortable' do you?" she asks, laughing self-consciously and making scare quotes with her fingers.

"Oh, no, uh, not at all, I mean, if your husband doesn't mind." stammers Dan blushing.

"Ha, don't worry Dan, she's just teasing you. She'll probably come out in her typical baggy sweatshirt." you say smiling at his discomfort.

Your wife sticks her tongue out at you petulantly and flounces out of the room.

You and Dan talk about his work as a scientist and your eyes are starting to glaze over when your wife returns.

A Fun challenge on nudist beach[MF][Str8][CFNM][exh][Fdom] my wife loved this story.[OC]

"So Nita, what's the secret? how do you keep Manuel so energetic?" Dana asked.

It was a cool, breezy morning on the beach. They were sitting on beach towels under striped umbrellas. This was the nudist section of the beach, but the ladies were dressed in tiny bikinis. On Nita, it did not leave much to imagination. She still looked hot in spite of having had a baby some months back. With those ample bosoms and butts, she was a view to devour. She was vacationing with her hasband Manuel. She had met Dana just some time back and they had hit it off. Manuel had gone to get some ice creams, Dana was still waiting for her boyfriend to join her.That guy was late.

"You know, he seems like an eager boy still, when you say that you have been married for 6 years now. Whats the secret? You have to tell me!" Dana probed again. "Well, its better to show you." Nita said with a mischevious smile. They both saw Manuel was almost back. He had ice creams on both hands. He was wearing only a beach towel.

Helping Her Through the Divorce [mF]

This probably started with a call from my mother-in-law about six months ago. My wife's family was a relatively close-knit one, so it was rare for anyone to have a secret to divulge, much less one as big as this: my wife's aunt was getting a divorce. It wasn't much of a secret to us that their marriage had been an unhappy one, but it was a shock nonetheless, and clearly enough of one that she hadn't elected to tell us herself, even though she was half an hour away on the train. We all felt bad for her – her kids were grown and no longer in the area, and she suddenly had this cavernous house in the suburbs to herself.

It was about a month later that I started going over there to help out. I would take the train from the city once or twice a month and take care of some of the household chores – mow the lawn, patch drywall, move things into and out of storage. For the most part I went up alone, and I would stay well into the evening, usually cooking dinner for her as well.

A Writing Prompt Gone Wild. [MF] [Anal] [Oral] [Rough Sex]

The night was magical. She had been impatiently for this night for far too long. Thinking about his return from his business trip was enough to get her moist. She was waiting in their bedroom, tracing slow circles around her clit through wet lingerie—anticipating his manhood entering into her again and again and again. She licked her finger clean of her juices. She massaged her breast through the black laces of her bra. She forced herself to stop. It was all she could do from not finger fucking herself raw again. He was coming home in a few minutes.

She heard the car pull up the drive way.

She went downstairs to greet him. She threw on her red silk robe. He loved the way she teased him. She waited at the bottom of the stairs and called out to him. He looked tired, yet his tongue told a different story. He cupped her face in his strong hands and his tongue danced in her mouth. He tasted like whisky and cigarettes. It was funny. He never smoked. She loved the new taste and let his tongue explore her mouth.

[f] [m] [oral] Email I sent my wife at work to get her warmed up for when she returned

You hungrily pull off my pants, throwing them to the side. Your tits are already free, and swing wildly back and forth as you quickly turn back to me. Your hands run up and down the fabric of my boxers, stroking my cock beneath, increasing its length. You grin mischievously as you pull the underwear away and my cock stands at attention, wobbling at its new found freedom. As I lift my ass off the bed to remove the last piece of fabric between us, you lean back and cup your breasts with your hands.

“Do you like my tits?” you coo sensually, and your right hand begins to tease the nipple, circling it. All I can manage is a groan as you lower yourself back to me. My hands are instantly on your chest, groping, squeezing, lightly pinching you tits.

Your tongue, meanwhile, has made first contact with my shaft. You drag your tongue up and down and swirl it around the tip. The sensations are hard to describe, but basically, it’s heaven wherever your tongue touches my cock. Watching you “attack” my cock with abandon turns me on even more. One of my favorite parts of sex is seeing your swirling tongue do what it does best, it’s incredibly hot. As you finally plunge your mouth, engulfing my cock as best you can, I twitch involuntarily inside your mouth.

[voy, bdsm, mdom, Fsub, exh] Exposed in the Garage

It was early evening in a suburban neighborhood, the sun was starting to set, the busy working bodies were starting to get home, and the walkers, runners and cyclists were starting to come out. I was one of the walkers. I enjoyed people watching, and especially watching all the hot wives and cougars jog….in their sexy yoga pants that hug their curves just perfectly and their tight sports bras….and their sweaty, and glistening bodies…I loved staring at them as they come towards and smiling at them as they pass me by….I know they want it, I know a good chunk of them arent getting what they want at home….and what about the ones that do get what they want at home but still want more… anyway I digress..

So Im walking along and its been a long walk, the evening is turning to dark at this point and Im still on the otherside of the neighborhood not really that close to my house…It's probably around 9 oclock and the summer sun is just about down, and most people are inside by now, locked up, garage doors closed… but not the house I was about to pass…I noticed a man just standing by himself in his garage, looking around, glancing left and right, as if he was watching for something. I keep walking and as I get closer I decide to be a friendly neighbor and I turn my head to wave and say hi as I pass by.