[MF] Worked hard played harder

Owen was known in the office as my AP! not an affair person but an “arrogant prick”. We had many arguments over the phone and emails pinged backwards and forwards, basically we drove each other crazy, even though we had never met.  That’s why I was so annoyed when the CEO insisted that I spent a couple of days with Owen before our conference to work on a project.

Booking into a local B&B I had intended to relax with a good book and a glass of wine before our meeting in the morning, but Owen called and insisted I went into the office that afternoon. Seething I quickly showered and clipped my red hair up. Dressing in a well fitted black dress, which showed just enough cleavage of my DD breasts, high heels and a little lip gloss. I stuck my ass out and stormed over to his scheme.

Hot Married Sex Part 2 (30s MF)

[Part 1 ](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12gz7d6/hot_married_sex_part_1mf_30s/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)

God, Jaret loved eating every part of his wife. Her skin tasted soft and clean. He started tonguing he ass, making circles with the flat part of his tongue first and then just using the tip. He used a finger on one hand to make small motions on her clit and she could not stop groaning. She was getting louder and louder and Jaret wondered if they’d get a call. And he didn’t care. His dick was rock hard and he was wondering if anal was something Monica wanted tonight.

“Yes, baby, that’s it. Fuck it feels so good …”

“You love it when I lick your ass” Jaret interjected before getting back to work. He used his free hand to give her round ass a playful tap/slap. He really dove in now, touching her just how she liked with his hand at the same time.

“OH GOD OH GOD OH GOOOOOOD. YES. YES. YES. MMMMnnmmmmmhhhhhhh. FUCK, FUCK, FUCK. SO GOOD.” Monica was writhing in ecstasy while Jaret kept his mouth and hand right where they were.

Grandmother’s Diaries Pt 4 April to July 1896 [FMF]

More than a month had passed since Irene’s wedding when I finally saw her. She wasn’t looking happy. I sat her down, made a nice cup of tea and waited. She said nothing, then it all came out. After they returned from their honeymoon, they went to live at Henry’s parents place. I was right, Father was a martinet and mother a necessary appendage. Henry’s brothers and sisters did not leave them alone, allow them any privacy. Henry’s father was horrified Irene would refuse to resign her position and tend to the family home.

Irene’s logic, presented at the time, was that if she did not continue to work, they would not be able to purchase a home of their own. This did nothing to pacify the father-in-law. He wanted a scullery maid, Irene said, a house keeper. This was the only reasons, she suspects, that he allowed Henry to marry her and he made life more difficult for her than was needed. Having seen some families like this, I can sympathize with Irene. and in the course of our discussion, I found myself suggesting she talk to her mother, perhaps their moving in with her would ease a lot of that tension.

Wife is at friends house for Easter gangbang while I’m stuck at home [Cuckold]

My friend, Joe (see previous story), hosts a poker night ever Easter, it’s a pretty big one usually about 8-9 guys show up. I unfortunately couldn’t go this year as I’ve been sick all weekend. About the time I would be heading off, my wife comes down the stairs and I couldn’t believe what she was wearing – one of those bunny costumes complete with ears, the type usually reserved for ‘slutty Halloween’

I asked where she was going and said ‘poker night, of course! I know you can’t go so one of us had to make an appearance’ and ran out the door. I was shocked, but hard. I’m under no illusions exactly what will be happening. I was also angry. Not that she was going, but that I couldn’t be there to watch.

It’s now 9.30am and she isn’t home, and I haven’t heard from her either. I’ve heard from my friends though! Text messages, photos/videos etc. I’m too sick to move but I’ve managed to jerk off about 6 times since she left.

Man I wish I was there!

The perfect (hot)wife [MF] (36/30)

*I wrote this story a year ago and foolishly deleted my old account. I had his and a few other stories saved on my Google drive and wanted to get back to writing again. Ava and I have continued seeing each other a few times a month. It’s gotten hotter and hotter as time has gone on. I posted* [*this pic*](https://www.reddit.com/r/UTGW/comments/11ad9zj/my_hotwife_likes_to_be_stretched_out_regularly_mf/) *not long ago of one of our sessions. Hopefully I’ll find time to post a few of our follow-up adventures.*

I’ve developed a thing for committed women. You can’t blame me. It’s a product of a repressed upbringing and sudden sexual freedom combined with what is perhaps a kink for being desired by someone else’s woman, if such a thing exists. The low chance of becoming emotionally involved is an added plus.

In that light, the hotwife scene has been a total revelation for me.

This story will deviate a bit from my usual telling. Everything I’ve written previously has occurred long ago. I’ve written retrospectively, finding enjoyment in dwelling on past events and reliving through retelling. This story is very much in the present and still developing. As I begin writing, just over 24 hours removed from these events, I’m still gathering the pieces of my blown mind and reassembling them. Forgive the stream of consciousness that’s about to follow. It may be as muddled as my dopamine-overloaded brain.

The Tattoo Parlour [MF+ 21+] [Cheat] [Exhib] [Humil] [WS] [DS]

The door buzzer chimed as Jewell entered the familiar space. The shop was at the end of a strip of shops, typically everyone was gone by 5pm except this shop. It had your typical four big picture windows on the front side, and a glass door. The lobby area had a bar top check-in and behind where several half-way cubicle that were only enclosed on the three sides. However for smaller tattoos they had a couple chairs that were on the one side. This was like a 3rd or 4th home to her. Not only had Jason or Allie done several of her tattoos, but they were like-minded people. She felt safe here, just like she did at home with her husband or at her boyfriend’s house. Looking around the place was empty for a Saturday evening. She knew that Jason and Allie did good business so to see the place deserted on a weekend was surprising to her. At the same time, it meant that she didn’t have to hold back in the conversation that she was no doubt about to have.

[MFM] from Housewife to Hotwife the swing club first 44f

It has been 6 weeks since our first playdate. The play date fucking only the 3rd person ever at 44 years old. You’re welcome to read the back story if you like it’s here. I had some online play, a disappointing flake and some amazing sex with my hubs since. What I hadn’t had was two men ravishing my body. I hadn’t had strange cock. The “little fuck monster” my hubs had said I suddenly had needed fed desperately. In the 8 weeks since my awakening my desires had only grown. I found myself constantly fantasizing and touching myself often to those fantasies. From the random dad at the grocery store or the guy at the gym I couldn’t keep my eyes off.

What I had learned was searching online was exhausting. Flakes, fakes, pic seekers, and people that couldn’t follow simple directions. My sweet hubs suggested a swinger’s club. Something I couldn’t imagined a few short weeks ago. His take was, they were there for the same reason as us. We could experience their vibes and pick if we chose to. If we didn’t find anyone the sexual atmosphere would be over the top and we would have amazing sex. .

[MF] Hot wife fantasy

My ex bf (36M) had a hot wife before he met me (19F), meaning he liked to watch her have sex with other men in front of him. When he asked me to do the same, I admitted the idea always turned me on but I was hesitant to actually make his fantasy a reality because I was worried about what it would do to our relationship.

Anyway he had been really insistent about watching me so I told him maybe when we go on our New York trip I would indulge him. He was there for a conference and I usually go with him to get away too. So our second night there he asked if I wanted to go down to the hotel bar. He wanted me to sit by myself wearing one of my skimpy dresses to see if a man would try to pick me up.

It didn’t take more than 10 mins before an older black man started to chat me up. After 30 mins he asked if I wanted to go upstairs. I was ready for it and I texted my bf who was hanging out in the lobby. He said yes and I told the guy my bf wanted to watch. The guy apparently had done this before and he said he loves to show off.

I let one of a older white man nut inside me unprotected to satisfy his fantasy. [24F]

So long story short, when I was in college I got in touch with an “agency” that introduced me to older men with money (AKA sugar daddy’s). Now, many of these sugar daddys are older White Men and I am a Black Woman. Of course, I always get the white guys that want to “fuck a black girl” which kind of annoyed me, but they were paying, so I shut my mouth, looked pretty and spread my legs for them.

But I have been in this “business” for a few years now and kept doing it after I graduated with a degree in medical technologist, because sucking dick and going on dates with rich guys is a lot more fun than working!

Well I have 3 regular sugar daddy’s and I spend maybe 4 or 5 days with them each month. They are lawyers and other high-stress jobs, so they end up working most of the time and Its pretty easy to schedule them around each other. ( I assume they have other women too, so its not like it is just me cheating, we always use condoms too).

Wife almost cums late for work

A beam of light is pouring through a crack in the window. You’re still sound asleep with your hair in a big mess around your face. You look angelic. That’s going to change real soon.

Without trying to wake you up I slip restraints around your ankles which connect to the side of the bed. I can’t tighten the ropes yet, but at least you’ll won’t be able to leave bed that easy.