Me and my wife’s friend Part 7 [M30] [F30] [F30] <public> <sex club> <friend> <cheating> <seducing> <tease>

Chapter 6: Nicole

Nicole was the craziest friend Anya ever had. While everyone around her were slowly adapting to their bodies inching closer to 30s and slowly winding down their party scene, Nicole was holding on to her 20s for her life.

She was single and party was her life. She hated to stay back home after work. She wanted to plan something or the other for every evening. And on weekends, she was a day drinker. And she used to make sure when she got drunk, everyone else around her got drunk as well.

So naturally, when Anya planned a weekend trip for the both of us with Nicole, I was scared. My liver cannot handle that much alcohol anymore. Gone were the days of binge drinking and blackouts. I now drank responsibly and made sure I was in good health.

Friday after office, I drove to Anya’s work and picked her up. Our plan was to meet Nicole at the hotel lobby and checking-in and dropping our bags that evening. We drove for about and hour and a half to reach there, and another hour later, we met Nicole at the lobby.

Part 8 Unexpected Developments (FF FMF Inc)

The next week dragged for Emma, Dad was due home Thursday and he was home when she arrived from school. The next morning, Emma told Tim that she wanted to spend time with her Dad, so please don’t be upset if she didn’t see him over the weekend. She’d let him know what happened on Monday.

Friday evening was just a normal family dinner. Dad filled them in on his doings for the last three weeks and Mom caught him up will the latest events, doing Zoom and phone calls were often just not enough. Mom was rostered to work the next morning, she couldn’t get out of it with the staff shortages around the pandemic. It was an early night for them and Emma masturbated to the sounds of their lovemaking. Mom went off to work and Emma and Dad were alone, at the breakfast table.

“So,” Dad asked, “How’s it going with Tim?”

Emma told him as much as she thought he should know, but then stopped, silent. Dad was not entirely obtuse, and said, “Okay, what is it you’re not telling me?”

Emma just looked at him, then said, “It’s Mom.”

Mutual Masturbation to Save a Long Distance Relationship [MFM]

“The girls have been talking.” I told Paul when he came over. It was an out of blue statement. He stared at me. We were in my apartment. My wife and I had painted to walls crimson, we thought they were cool, but they were ultimately a mistake. We sat on the couch.

“Kim thinks you’re lonely.” Paul’s fiancé was studying in France. She’d been away for a six months and would likely be at least a year. Paul nodded.

“Of course I am. I’ll survive.”

“Anne was getting concerned. You’ve been spending a lot of time with Rebecca recently.”

“Hey.” He was indignant. “Nothing is happening with Rebecca, and it’s not really your business.” I raised my hands disarmingly.

“Agreed. Not mine. But Anne and Kim have apparently been talking and Kim asked if Anne could do something about it.”

“Like what? Is this supposed to be an intervention?” He smiled. “I actually think that’s kinda cute. And really sweet. But you guys have literally nothing to be worried about.”

[MF] My Gf property kink got me addicted to showing off and trading my perfect GF and proving she has the best titties around 😤

My blond bomb she’ll of a gf with perky DD is very submissive. She honestly the love of my life but secretly she the perfect slot for me. One day as she was sucking my cock she looked so perfect I said I should show her off and that seemed to turn her on.

We kept repeating it like that and letting g the dirty talk grow. Started recording while she was sucking my dick telling her how ill show my friends and she loved it. Turns out she likes the thought of being my trophy wife and me using her as a object/property.

Took me a while but I worked up the nerve and fell I love with it. Now I live showing her off in any way. On her and in person. Love making her dress up in slutty outfits for dates. Anyways I hit the jackpot. She my ultimate trophy. Would never let another man touch her but man do I love to make others jealous

Getting back at my emotionally abusive ex by fucking his coworker [FFM]

I [23F at the time] used to work at a massage therapists office. While there I met a guy, let’s call him Richard. Richard and I started off well enough but soon I found myself in an emotional and mentally abusive relationship. His coworker, let’s call him Ben, had been continuously flirting with me while I was with Richard, and I would flirt back. Harmless work stuff. That is until Richard and I broke up. It was a terrible mess and revenge was on my mind. That’s when flirting with Ben took a more serious turn.
Ben works out, and it shows, his arms and chest are muscular while is big hands are soft. He is a massage therapist after all. He doesn’t have much in the height department, 5’8 on a good day but that doesn’t bother me much. He was also bald and bearded. Oh and did I happen to mention that he was married and they were swingers? That’s right. I was positioning myself to not only get back at my ex by fucking his coworker, but I was also gonna fuck the wife too! His wife, Jenny, was beautiful. Long blonde hair, summer freckles everywhere and short with pretty decent tits!

[F23/M37] Toying with my Professor [teasing][rough sex][taboo relationship]

I never had any self control to begin with. We had been sneaking around campus for months. I knew after my first lecture with you at the helm, there was no way I wasn’t fucking you. One in-office meeting was all it took to start what had become a months-long affair. After some time I had become brazen- needy. Today I definitely pushed the limit on what we could get away with.

I picked my outfit carefully that morning. A pleated skirt, a wrap around sweater that hugged all my curves, and absolutely no underwear of any kind. It would be easy to call me lazy, wanting to skip a few steps but I made sure to take the time to carefully slide on some thigh high stockings, complete with a garter belt secured snuggly around my hips. My hair hung loose around my shoulders, lips painted the most innocent shade of pink.

The class is about to begin and I take one of the many free seats at the front of the lecture hall. I am relieved that so many people push into the back rows- it makes what I am about to do so much easier.

[mid 30s MF] [Emotionally charged CNC/Borderline NC] A Nice Night at 3:00 AM

[disclaimer: includes emotionally charged CNC/borderline NC fantasy between a married couple]

It’s 3:00 AM and here I am, lying next to you, trying to sleep after a fancy dinner and spending all day with you… dropping hints, complementing you, and treating you so nicely. But once again, you subtly brushed it off with a smile, and not so much as a half nod, giving me hope that you will relieve my neglect tonight. I just gave you a nice scalp massage and face rub until you fell asleep to the putter-patter sounds of the rainfall. What a perfect night, what a perfect marriage, right? If so, why am I still awake and why do I feel so much pent up frustration? I just .. want to fuck you ..

..

.. what if I just fucking do it against your will? I feel like I could justify it in my heart and mind. You’re right here, lying next to me. I could just cover your mouth, hold you down, and let the resentment take hold. I’d put my hand heavy against your cheek, turn your face away from me and push it hard down into the pillow, and whisper in your ear, “you think you can cheat on me all those years ago, and get away with it?” You’d have no idea I still let those thoughts slip into my mind.. but they do. Especially on nights like these, they do.

[M]y wife Cucked me with a dildo

(M27) Cucked by a dildo

Earlier this year we had been out for her birthday and she had a few drinks while we were out. Generally we switch who’s in control, but definitely lean more toward her being in control, normally when we get home it’s very quick and intense blowjobs and 69ing before fucking.

This time when we got in, she grabbed me and pulled me in for a kiss, but very purposefully avoided giving me a kiss, letting her lips just rub past mine or around my mouth.

As we made our way to go upstairs, I popped to the bathroom but just before I shut the door she stopped me

“You have 4 minutes, I’m going to be using toys. Be there or you’re not fucking me.”

I was as quick as possible but just too late.

I spent the night under the quilt watching her use a vibrator on her pussy, moaning as she used her leg to pull me close but demanding I didn’t lick her or touch her.

Yes Sir (FM) part 3

She reached under the table in what appeared to be innocently resting her hand on his lap. But she quickly traveled to his inner thigh and touched his rock hard cock making him squirm ever so slightly in front of the waitress. Instead of pushing her hand off him his hand shot under the table and pushed her hand hard against him. Making her rub the length of him.

“Shit” she breathed barely audibly. The waitress walked away as he moved her hand up and down him. She could even start to feel a small wet spot forming. He leaned close to her ear in what appeared to be a passionate secret amongst two intimate lovers.

“You naughty little girl” his growl nearly had her cumming right there. “How ever am I going to punish you?” She honestly couldn’t breath and with the intensity going up on the vibration she closed her eyes as she began to shutter. He turned off the vibration and her eyes snapped back open.

“You were close weren’t you?” He asked staring straight into her beautiful blue eyes.

“Mmmmhmm” was the best she could sigh out.

Yes Sir (FM) part 1

“This was ridiculous. I’m a grown woman with kids who shouldn’t be playing around on the internet in stupid sexual ways.” She thought as she looked down at the small tight black dress that lay on her bed. Standing naked having just showered and shaved every bit of her body, spending a full 30 minutes on her hair, getting ready for this forbidden date. She suddenly felt this had all gotten out of control.

6 months ago she made a post in the dead bedroom sub. She was in pain and just wanted someone to hear her. He had. He had responded and they had spent many of their lonely nights together, over the phone both talking and texting. He created a whole new world of possibilities for her. She was the escape he needed in his life. Both of them were in their 30s but he was actually 7 years younger than her. Both had young kids at home that they felt a duty to stay in the marriage for. He had a disinterested wife and she had a neglectful husband.