Tag: Wife

A Night on the Beach, Part 1 [MF, Public]

“Are you ready?”

Jenny stood at the door of the hotel room, with an eager grin on her face. She bit her bottom lip as she watched Tony put on his flip flops and get up from the bed. She herself was wearing a black bikini, hidden under a long, white t shirt, while Tony had on blue swimming trunks and a yellow, sleeveless t shirt.

As Tony leaned past Jenny to open the door, she whispered in his ear, “forgetting something?” She giggled at him as he quickly turned around and picked up a small, light shovel from the foot of the bed.

She practically raced him to the elevator; her short, brown hair still waving against her shoulders as she pushed the “down” button. The elevator doors opened up, introducing the young couple to a much older couple. They all politely smiled at each other as the younger couple stepped in.

“A bit late to be digging for seashells, isn’t it?” the older man commented.

“Well… we didn’t want to be bothered by anyone,” Jen responded, “I’m not even sure they allow digging on this beach.” Read more »

Being Seen [FFM]

Anne wanted to be seen.

In her first year at college my girlfriend, Anne, took some introductory art classes, including a figure drawing class. The class went from the basics to still life, then to drawing people and finally to nude models. The models were not, contrary to how it often appears in movies, especially attractive or sexual. The point was to teach the students, not to get them aroused. For the most part the models could be best described as “fit” and then left at that.

Still Anne found herself deeply aroused in every class. Not by the models but by the people watching. She wondered what it would be like to be the subject of such rapt attention, to have so many eyes on you. She started to dwell on the feeling of being exposed, of being unable to hide anything.

It spilled into our sex. She would get me to watch her in the shower, to watch her masturbating on the bed, even to film her. But it didn’t satiate the yearning. I saw her all the time. Nothing was revealed. Nothing was exposed. She needed something more. Read more »

[MF] me (m30) and wife (f30) at night on beach

First time to post here, so a few years back when we were dating, we were at the beach and decided to try some public fun, it was night sitting on a bench, she was wearing a light summer dress i took her tits out and start playing with her nipples, lead to sucking them, it made her horny and wet, but fearing we got caught or watched since we live in a very conservative country, but that didn’t mind her giving me a handjob till i had one of the best ones ever

I fucked my best friend’s Mum [MF] Part 6 – A Monumental Fuck

This was the last time Susan [F45] and I [M20] got together in this period of my life. We would eventually meet up five or six years down the road, but that’s a story for another time. Our story is a complicated one, and things seem to mix and change constantly in my head. But I did my best to explain what’s in my brain, so hopefully this all makes sense.

Since the last time we met, I tried to occupy my days, even thought of dating a girl in between, but Susan never left my mind. I remember talking to my mom and watching her friends, and still, it wasn’t the same feeling – yes, I found them attractive (not my mum, but her friends) but it was on a different level. With Susan, the world stopped spinning. I had a glimpse of that fire with Margaret, the neighbor from the barbecue, an essence I’ve been chasing since that first time with Susan, in my kitchen. A woman with fire in her eyes, something lustful, forbidden. A woman old enough to be my mother, but that I was fucking her brains out instead, and drinking from her experience. But none compared to her, to Susan, the woman that showed me what sex and love could be, and then who took it away. Read more »

Night Flight [MF] [Cheating]

It was going to be a long flight. From London to New York, right around eight hours. Tessa slid her carryon into the overhead bin and sat in the aisle seat, her laptop bag on her lap. At least the flight was overnight. Perhaps she could sleep, or watch a movie. She watched as people boarded, hoping silently that no one would claim the seat next to her. A quiet woman slid into the window seat, immediately putting headphones on and turning away from Tessa.

A lean man in a blue dress shirt and slim corduroy trousers stopped in Tessa’s row, sliding a large wheeled bag into the compartment across the aisle. Tessa’s eyes took in his narrow waist and firm ass. His sleeves were rolled halfway up his hairy forearms, and she could see his lithe muscles flexing. It was so effortlessly sexy, Tessa wondered if he had any idea when he got dressed that morning. *Perhaps this flight will be fun after all,* Tessa mused silently. His light brown hair sat in a mop of curls above his head, trimmed yet a bit wild. She hadn’t even seen his face yet, but she was intrigued. Read more »

When my orgasm was at the mercy of another couple [FM]

I wake up in the morning in his t shirt and enveloped in his arms. The sun is bright and filtered through the shades in his studio apartment. My hair is still damp from the shower we took a couple hours ago. I chug some water to quell the dull ache in my temples… He lost his phone last night and we had sex to forget about it when we got home. But we are talking it out now trying to figure out where it could be. The bar, the Uber? We use his laptop for find my iPhone. We leave the driver a message as a last resort. A tale as old as time.

He has plans to meet up with his friend and their wife for brunch. The only way he can communicate with them is through his apple watch, so he shoots her a text that way to tell them that he lost his phone.
His spirits are dampered and he’s annoyed. I feel really bad for him. I’ve been there so many times. But we’ve literally exhausted all avenues to find the phone. I should actually get going because it’s getting late, too. Read more »

[M] Since my divorce I’ve had more fun fucking my homemade fleshlight than I ever did my wife

Hey!

So I recently got a divorce. I’m 28 and only ever been with one woman, who became my wife when we were 22.

Of course I wasn’t to know but the sex sucked. She was my first and only sexual partner so I had no gauge of what constitutes as good sex, other than the fact that I have had one blowjob from her in my life so I knew that was lacking.

Anyway, since we split, I wasn’t ready to put myself out there and ended up making a homemade fleshlight type thing out of a towel and rubber glove, and have honestly had better sex with that than I ever did with her. I put porn on or just watch content on Reddit, and go to town fucking the ‘fleshlight”.

Just thought I’d share for all those that feel they’re getting terrible sex from their partners haha!

Next step, try find someone who loves giving head, if those girls actually exist, and see what good head feels like!

For a year, I made a lot of money cucking a very rich man… [MFM]

I think the best deal in the world might be finding a man with deep pockets who has a cuckold fetish. Now, cuckolding has been popular for thousands of years, but in terms of pornography it really boomed in the last fifteen. That’s the power of the internet! Porn and escorting go pretty hand in hand. People (men, usually) will pay to live out the fantasies they can’t with their loving partners who don’t get off to gangbang or kink shit at two in the morning. Honestly, this applies to women too. I never got many women clients, but almost all of them wanted to be dominated and fucked hard. Bruises hard. But this story is about a cuck. His name was Patrick. Read more »

[FM] Pegging My New Neighbor – Part Three

I saw the couple packing and assumed they were off for vacation or a weekend trip somewhere. It wasn’t until five days later I saw Jamie outside and the car still out of the driveway. I figured they were home from their trip.

No, he said. She’s visiting her parents. I’m home alone. 

I maneuvered down the driveway and entered the side door once it was dark out. My wife left to pick up a friend from the airport. We had a small window for our fun. 

He was bent over. A school girl skirt failed at covering his ass. A surprise. Not the first 

Dressing up for me? I asked, feeling his cheeks. I moved around him, admiring the thigh highs stockings and pleaser heels he also wore. I could get into this, I said. Yes Ma’am, glad you like the surprise. I have much more. Good. You’ll show me going forward. 

I asked him to get on his knees. He obliged. I sported a longer, less girthy strapon and promptly pressed it to his lips. He kissed and licked and swallowed while keeping eye contact. I played with my breasts and ran my hands through his hair, pressing his mouth further down the shaft. My feet found not his cock. But a hard plastic device.  Read more »

Vampire Omicron: Chapter 1 – Home Invasion (Part 1/2, updated) [M/F][rape][slow start][sniffing][NC][blood][death][pissing][breastmilk] READ DISCLAIMERS

Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.

*New strain of COVID, I’m now a disgusting perverted vampire. Each chapter is like a ‘stealth mission’, with lots of slow build-up and pervy creeping around. The protagonist’s mission is always to rape and abduct his victims, adding to his harem of vampires. Then occasional chapters show his sexual family lifestyle with his mind-controlled free-use slaves. Then right back to another stealth mission.*

*In this one, I sniff and creep around my former milf boss’s house, then rape, kill, and feed on her.*

DISCLAIMERS

-I’m just trying to be helpful with these disclaimers. I don’t want to spring things on anyone!

-My writing is SUPPOSED to be gross and wrong, which is what makes it so thrilling to write! You SHOULD feel icky reading it, which is why I consider it HORROR! I try to creep myself out as I write, getting into the mindset of a perverted VILLAIN. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously these things should never be done in real life! I’m assuming we’re all mature adults that can separate fantasy from reality. Read more »