My descent into cuckold/sissy[40][MF][Chastity]

I wake up the next morning determined to talk about this with Daisy, although to be honest I’m not really sure what I’m going to talk about.

Cuming while watching a video of “Steve” just giving her such pleasure last night….it did something.

I love her and honestly think she’s loves me, but I can’t, and probably never could, fufill that part of our relationship. Steve could.

I wake her up with a kiss and she welcomes it, and tell her I’m going down to make her breakfast before I leave for work…so I head down stairs.

She joins me a bit later, breakfast plated and waiting for her…

“Good morning”, she offers.

“Hi…you already look nice this morning.”

“Thanks hun…”

“Can….I wanted to talk. I’m not sure about what. Sex related. I know I’m not the best…but, I’m also not blind.”

“What do you mean?”, she asks honestly.

“I saw how you were with that guy last night”, of course I remember his name…”you seemed, physically happy to be with him.”

“…”, she doesn’t say.

I Only Have Tinder to Fuck [MF]

I got on Tinder with the sole purpose to fuck. I’m not looking for a girlfriend or a wife or anything like that. I want a friend that just wants to fuck. Don’t tell me about your problems. Don’t tell me about your day. All I want is to flirt, tease, sext, and fuck.

I matched with a girl and she just said “hey.” I told her “shut up and get on your knees.”

Now, she’ll either love that shit and flirt back. She’ll say “make me” or any other form or that. Or, she’ll think I’m an asshole and not respond. Got a fair share of that.

I had one particular girl go on a rant about how that’s all guys want. She cried about how she’s not respected, blah blah blah.

I told her, “no, I don’t respect you. You’re on Tinder. We’re all here to fuck. So unless you’re going to call me Daddy, shut up and find another guy to complain to.” To no one’s surprise, she stopped replying.

The next day, I received a new message. “Hey Daddy.”

The Law Firm slut Part 01

I got home and decided that I wanted a night out. Just to let loose, like I did before Sylvia and I got married. She was a good wife, we didn’t have any kids, and she had a really good job as a lawyer in a prestigious law firm in the city. From time to time it required her to work late, and sometimes stay in the city overnight every couple of weeks. But she made spectacular money, and we weren’t lacking. Six months previously, she’d made partner. I was proud of her, of course. With Sylvia having texted me and say it would be another overnighter in the city, I was captain of my own ship for the night.

There was a knock at the door, and our neighbor, James Swenson was there. I invited him in and asked him if he was up for some action tonight, as Sylvia was overnighting.

“I’d like to, I was invited to a party tonight, but I thought it best if I declined.”

“A party, sounds like fun, why turn it down?”

“Well, it’s kind of awkward…”

He trailed off and my curiosity was aroused.

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Without Question [MM][transMan[Strangers][Hookups][MPreg]

Notes: This is a work of fiction. I hope I tagged this correctly. I would have posted it on sexystories, but it’s dead now.

The cruisers know who I am. I know who they are. We never exchange names or personal details, and if I recognize them from the news, I don’t mention it. Cruising operates on anonymity.

Some guys get hookups just from going to parks or public bathrooms. There are codes people can use to indicate interest. I don’t like doing that sort of stuff, so I stick to apps. I’ve got two neck-to-knees photos on there. Most people hide their faces, especially the conservatives.

You’d be amazed how many people can talk about traditional family values by day and get their dicks sucked by strange men at night. There are probably a lot of reasons for that. I haven’t asked them. It’s not my business.

The conservatives are my favourite guys to cruise for. They tend to keep things quiet. A lot of them pretend I’m not who I say I am, but calling a bucket a bathtub doesn’t stop it from being a bucket. I know the truth, and that’s what makes it fun.

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[MMF] F45 Mom and wife, I fucked two strangers in a bar parking lot

Hi Y’all,

For those who continue to follow my saga or those new to it, I’m currently down in Vacaville, CA helping out my husband who is recovering for a major surgery to his colon (they removed (hopefully) the c word). I brought my sons with me so we’re all either in his hospital room or crowded into his one bedroom apartment. They finally moved my husband Erick from a stepdown ICU to a regular hospital room but he’s still going to be in the hospital another week they said and it will be a couple more weeks before he could possibly travel with us back to Kirkland, WA for a full recovery.

With the stress of burning through cash, not working and watching my husband in pain, I shrank into my hole of vices and a need for alcohol and sex. I realize I have a problem but this week has just been too much to handle.

(Note: for those who don’t know my story, I’m in an open relationship and live a hotwife lifestyle. My husband is a cuckold and encourages me to have fun.)

[M] Baby brother catches an invite!

***For better context please read my last post I blasted all over.***

So it’s been days, almost a week since my wife and I last had sex. Busy week. But the last time turned out pretty wild in conversation, as you hopefully have already read about.

Fast forward to about 6 or 7 hours ago or so. We started talking a little about her latest fantasy she’s revealed to me. Quite a reveal, I might add. A gangbang involving some pretty close people of mine. My brothers, to be exact.

Just earlier that day, I decided to invite my youngest brother over to hang out with us tomorrow night (Saturday). And he agreed. He happily accepted the invitation. At this point he doesn’t know anything yet. Also, at this point, my wife doesn’t know I’ve invited him over yet, either.

Jump to later that evening, and as often goes after a little bit of tequila, my wife starts getting a little horny. That always turns out to be a good time for me. Tonight was no exception and I end up balls deep inside her, yet again.

(Part 4) Jenni’s Tale [female pov, fantasy, nc, MMMMF, 20’s F, 20-40’s M, trigger warning: story contains a rape scene]

Trigger Warning: While still being fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, or make them feel uncomfortable, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

[Jenni’s Tale Story Hub](https://www.reddit.com/user/Butterflies-n-cream/comments/wglg4u/jennis_tale_story_hub_female_pov_fantasy_trigger/) – for previous chapters and other info to help you catch up!

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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My eyes strained and focused, my breathing slowed. Steady, steady. One heartbeat, two, three, hold… and release.

“Sqeeee!” screeched the feral hog as my aim held true. It dropped where it was. Its neck pierced clear through by my arrow.

“Nice shot!” The Orc next to me whispered. His name was N’aytok, and he’d been my hunting coach these past couple of weeks. I’d grown stronger with practice, and much more accurate. The bow Nalia made for me worked wonders as well. Her skills were far above whoever crafted my old hand-me-down one. I could hit a boar cleanly like this at 50 paces now. 53 actually, as we counted them off this time for reference.

[MFF] My wife and I have our first ever threesome with a beautiful girl (a nurse I worked with) who ended up being our long term girlfriend and hook up.

This is the origin story of how I met my on again off again hook up Ashley. We first actually met when I was married and had a threesome with my wife and I. I did write this story last year when I was still with Ashley but deleted it when we ended things. I’m writing now as a form of catharsis so if you recognize some of the story please don’t shoot me.

If you want to just skip to the XXX parts and action go to where the ******* line is.

As I said in my last story, I’m a physician. Ashley was a nurse that worked with me and NO I had never ever messed with anyone at work before despite what Grey’s anatomy would have you believe.

I remember the first time I saw her. The new nurse. Ashley. She had emailed ahead saying she was starting but I did not know any details about her. But I remember the first time I saw her like it was yesterday. Our office has several pod areas that are open concept. And I remember the manager walking her around the corner and immediately thinking “oh no, this is going to be trouble.”