My Latvian Sister-in-Law Part 1 (MF)

Here’s a fictional one that I wrote for your enjoyment:

My wife and I have had a happy marriage. We have what many would call an…unusual…arrangement that started 9 years ago that we keep secret from my identical twin brother.

First of all, let’s be clear. My brother is a jerk. He’s a high-stakes business man that owns several companies and was making millions before he turned 27. He’s also selfish, rude, and conceited. He’s never had a successful, long-term relationship because he treats his girlfriends so poorly.

I, on the other hand, have always tried to be kind and gentle toward others. My wife and I met while I was in a master’s program. She was and still is the best wife a man could hope for. We married once we graduated.

After we got married, my twin brother felt he needed a wife also. But, like the weirdo that he is, he hired a matchmaking service that paired him with women from Latvia in eastern Europe. We were shocked when, after visiting Latvia for only 3 weeks, he came home with a fiance and announced that they would be married in just 3 months.

My Breakthrough [MM]

We were on vacation at Folly Beach. The first day had been wonderful. My gorgeous wife Kim, my daughter Tanya, and my son Ben were with me. Tanya was college age and Ben was a good bit younger. We hadn’t had a real vacation since the kids were little. We had all spent the afternoon at the beach and then hopped in the pool for a bit before returning to our hotel room. Let me describe the family a little.

Tanya is about 5’4” tall with small but perky B cup breasts and she has an amazing bubble butt that most girls would dream to have. She has brown shoulder length hair and hazel eyes. The girls she goes to school with are jealous of her perfectly shaped, full lips and have accused her of getting fillers in them but she just laughs it off. She has turned into quite the young lady.

Ben is about 6’2”. Taller than me. He’s on the varsity basketball and swim team at school and he’s basically a heartthrob to all the girls there. He has broad shoulders, defined chest muscles, and of course six pack abs. He worked hard each year training to get in the best shape of his life.

I[F] fucked a dad at his daughter’s birthday party

This is in my opinion the sluttiest thing I’ve ever done. It was a few years ago when I met this charming, mid 40s man at my current job so I will be leaving those details out for obvious reasons. It started with him getting my number due to work stuff with his child. It turned to some playful conversations that led into more risqué ones. I have always been into older, attractive men, so he already got me pretty wet when I was thinking of him. He finally asked me to meet him at a restaurant.

After a while of being torn, because he was married with kids, my inner slut kind of came out and I decided to go. I don’t know why I was thinking we could just keep it professional, especially knowing I had a thing for dad’s. We ended up having a nice time, sexual attraction building the entire time. He invited me to come sit in his truck with him, which at that point I knew exactly what was going to happen if I did, but I was so fucking horny that I was dripping through my panties at that point. I got in and we almost immediately started making out. He put his hands up my thighs and felt how damp I was and smiled. He was rubbing my clit over my panties and I was rubbing his dick, which was throbbing in his pants. He took it out, and it was bigger than I expected. I wrapped my lips around it and kept sucking like a good girl. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I finally straddled him and slipped him inside of me. I came, and then he did the same. We both left pretty satisfied.

Service Hours Ms. Davis (MF)

My wife lulled me into a false sense of security. I should have know something was up when she said the kids were at her mom’s house. I should have known it was really bad when she initiated sex and made me blow my wad twice. I should have gone screaming from the room when she said, “I need a teensy, little favor.”

“Sure babe, anything.”

My wife claps her hands and says, “Excellent. Ms. Davis needs your help for six hours today and then your service hours are all complete for the year. Shave, shower and dress nicely, and yes a tie is necessary.”

I moaned all the way to the shower, all the way to the closet and all the way to the car. Ms. Davis was the school’s ballbuster. She took no crap from anyone. She never gave anyone a break, she never broke the rules, and she always made you earn everything. None of the other dads would work with her. I checked the mirror to make sure my tie was on straight and I was twenty minutes earl. Ms. Davis looks me over and says curtly, at least you wore a tie. I should explain; I mean, I think Ms. Davis would be hot, but she never shows anything other than her calves. She’s an even six feet tall, 6’3” in her black high heels, dark auburn hair, sever black glasses, and never a hint of anything else sexual. The wears the same black, navy blue, or grey women’s suit every day. About the rest of her body, your guess is as good as mine.

Looking for someone to write a story based on my wife’s hot past?

I’m not the best writer, but love the idea of reading a story about my wife and her slutty college days, so was wondering if anyone on here would want to collaborate on a story?

I can share lots of details, some
photos and ideas for you to shape into something fun and exciting.

I could also pay.

If you’re interested DM me!

27 [FF] How I ended up cheating on my husband with a girl from his church

**Sorry about the length. I started writing and then couldn’t stop. I should be clear that lots of details are changed to avoid the storm of trouble it would bring if I or Clara’s identities were discovered.**

(Go to **SEXY BITS** to find where the sexy bit starts, though it might be meaningless without the emotional context?)

You can call me Hannah. I am an accountant. I am married, with no kids. My husband is a pastor in a large evangelical church in our city. He is not the lead pastor and he works a lot with the young people. Now, I must be clear that I identify as a Christian. In part, I feel a need to write about this because here is conflict within me about what I have done. I want to be a good wife. I want to support my husband’s ministry. I also have other wants and desires and the conflicts sometimes seem … incommensurable. Maybe if I get it off my chest, it won’t feel so bad?

[FFM] My cousin [F19] and me [F25] ended up getting pounded hard by out AirBnb host after days of teasing him

Part 2 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/w2ycaj/my_cousin_f18_and_me_f25_pushed_our_airbnb_host/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

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Almost 5 days had passed since we arrived to the property and despite our teasing lately, there was literally little to no progress at all. We knew for sure that seducing a married man would be a difficult task but we didn’t expect M to be so much more difficult to read. He barely shown any emotion when he looked at us as we were trying to be as much revealing as possible. But in the opposite, my cousin seemed pretty chill about it at time.

The time was around past 11 on Thursdays’s evening, I was laying next to her, thinking about what weapon we could use to shot him down completely. Guess that competitive mindset did not help me at all during that time since I hate losing.

– “Ah, just got a message from M. He said he will be off early tmr and would be back later in the morning. He also suggested us to ask him on anything related to our schedule for tmr since it should not be possible for us to meet him in person” – Kath gave me the heads up while having her eyes glued to the phone

Dessert For Cassie (MFF)

After I got my birthday present, I figured I’d have to wait an hour for the women to be ready. In under fifteen minutes, Cassie comes into the bedroom leading Mandy. Cassie is topless wearing a plain white silk mini-skirt, silk white thigh highs, and white high heels. Mandy is topless too, but she has on a pair of white silk boy shorts, white lace thigh highs, and white tall platform heels.

Mandy is kind of unsteady so Cassie has her sit on the edge of the bed. Cassie blows me a kiss, tugs her nipples to make them stiffer and purrs, “Okay Dan, show Mandy how to turn me on.”

I’m off the bed in a flash and I tell Mandy, “Slip off the heels, it will be easier this way.” I kneel on Cassie’s right and I motion to Mandy to kneel on Cassie’s left. “Just mimic me Mandy.” I start licking Cassie’s nipple and Mandy does the same.

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My unexpected night out [F] [38]

My husband is away working and I’m home alone feeling a little horny thinking about a recent experience, so I thought I’d share with anyone who is interested. I haven’t finished the confession yet, as I made me too horny recounting the night and I eventually gave in and made myself cum mid text. If there is enough interest, I will continue to the end.

Something happened 3 weeks ago that I never thought would happen! I received a message from an old school boyfriend (let’s call him Mark) who I’ve not seen for 20 years who was planning to visit from overseas on business. He just sent me a message on fb saying that he was over for a few days and if I wanted to catch up for dinner with my family that would be great. We chatted a bit on messenger and he talked about his life, kids, wife etc and got on very well. We had only been a ‘couple’ for about 2
months at the age of 16 and nothing sexual ever happened, so I had no reluctance to tell my husband about it. I thought it might be nice to see someone from my home town so we agreed to get a baby sitter and meet up for dinner on the Friday night during his trip.

Tied up after the seminar [Non-consensual][Bondage][Rough Play][Bisexual][Anal][BJ][Spanking][Fictional]

Jason sat at the bar at the Kings Crown hotel, a five-star establishment which hosted the annual BDSM conference. A large man, with broad shoulders thickly muscled arms, a barrel chest and powerful legs. His well-defined muscles were hidden by his formal attire, a plain black suit with a purple tie. He had a handsome face, according to his wife at least, with military cut dark brown hair and grey starting to color his temples. He picked up his scotch staring into the void while thinking on the seminar that had just ended. It was a new form of bondage he had never tried before; the premise was to give ones partner a body suit of rope that leaves the breasts and lips visible while also putting pressure on the clit with movement. It didn’t restrain the wearer in the least and this bothered him, “What was the point…” he mused softly to himself. The technique had a couple of versions and modifications that could be made to restrain the wearer which were more to his liking, but the effort seemed prohibitive.