My 36[m] wife 33[f] is becoming more dominant

My wife and I were super horny yesterday morning. She was taking a bath and sending me nudes all while talking about how she wants to be used by me and my friends. It was driving me crazy and my cock was rock hard.

My wife is usually the sub in our relationship but lately I’ve been pushing her more to dominate me. At first she was hesitant because she wasn’t sure if she could do it but she’s definitely getting the hang of it now.

After her bath she told me to sit up at the head of the bed. She laid down beside me with her head by my feet. She instructed me to start stroking myself. I did as she wished and she started rubbing her feet on my face. As any good sub would do, I started licking her soles and toes as I stroked my now leaking cock. She loves the taste of ore cum so she told me to stop and leaned down, licking and sucking the pre cum off of my throbbing cock.

Full Blowjob Experience from Wife’s Best Friend (M34/F31)

My wife has two best friends from high school, Amber and Jaime. Jaime went through a divorce last year, reconnected with a high school boyfriend, and married him a few months ago. They waited a few months to have their reception and it finally happened last night. My wife was nice enough to go over to Jaime’s Dads house to help set up the reception and then she stayed late to help tear everything down. I left around 9PM to get the kids home and in bed.

I was laying in bed around 11 PM when I heard my wife and Amber talking outside the house. I thought about joining them, but stayed in bed instead. I heard the door open and my wife called out to me.

“Throwaway, you still awake?” She called softly down the hallway. “Yea, I am,” I replied back, “kids are all asleep, though.”

“That’s good, will you come out here?” She asked me. Wondering why, I got up out of bed and walked down the hallway, greeting her with a quick hug. “What’s up?” I asked.

“I’m just going to come right out and ask you this. Amber wants to know if she can come inside and give you a blowjob.”

Bored trophy wife hits on me at work (part 2)

Saturday morning I arrived at Jessica’s house. Her husband was away on a work trip and his mother had taken the kids off her hands to help her out. She answered the door wearing a bathrobe and a big smile.

“Welcome,” she said, opening the door and stepping back to let me in.

She shut the door and embraced me, holding me close to her, and whispering “it’s so good to see you” in my ear.

“Good to see you too,” I replied.

She let go of me and walked me through the house.

“How long to do we have?” I asked.

“As long as you need,” she replied seductively.

“As long as I need, or as long as you need?” I asked cheekily.

“Oh honey, I’m not going to take very long at all,” she replied, even more cheekily, “I’ve been thinking about this for a long time. I’m very much looking forward to having your hands… and whatever else, all over me.”

She led me through to the guest room. It was neat, well lit by a window that faced out to the manicured garden, with a double bed and mirrored wardrobe.

The Babysitter’s Promotion [NC, Breeding, MDom]

(All Characters in this story are over 18)

It’s a night like many others.  I’m about to drive the babysitter home after she has been watching my child.  She sits in the passenger seat dressed in a knee length skirt with a long sleeve shirt and a sweater vest.  To fill the time we start talking, “So you’re eighteen now,”  I begin as we pull out of my neighborhood.  “I suppose next year you’ll be going to college.  Will you still be able to babysit?”

“Oh I hope so,” She says enthusiastically.  “I have so much fun with you kid.”

“That’s because you have natural maternal instincts.  You’ll be a fine mother one day.”

She laughs awkwardly, “I don’t know about that.”

“Don’t worry,” I smile. “It will come naturally.”

“Hopefully not for a while,” She adds.  She looks concerned for a moment.  Seemingly picking up on a subtle change in my demeanor she fidgets in her sea.  Some primal sense has alerted her to the fact that I see her as more than a temporary caretaker.  She shakes her head to dismiss the premonition.  We’ve known each other for a while and she decided to not read into my comment too much.

The First Time We Shared Her With a Friend [MFM]

The first time I shared the woman who would become my wife, we were quite young. We were lying on my bed, making out when she looked at me with her big blue eyes and asked if she was hot.

“Of course.” I assured her. But then I continued. I don’t know why I said the words. “You are so hot that all my friends want to fuck you.”

She was taken aback. She’s never really thought that she was all that attractive and, until that moment, I don’t think she’d thought of any of my friends that way. She doubted me. I doubled down.

“No, honestly. Call up any of them and ask if they would come over right now and fuck you.”

She was shocked but then turned playful, asking if I would really allow it. She was teasing, but noticed how hard I was getting as we talked. She picked up the phone, dialed and called one of my good friends. At each stage she paused, waiting for me to stop her. I never did.

My friend was shocked at the call and what my girlfriend said. He was convinced that she was joking. But he took the opportunity. He hurried over like a man possessed.

The Business Trip, Part 1 (bdsm) (fdom) [F40/m43]

She sat at the end of the bar playing with a half-melted ice cube inside of a rocks glass. She checked into the hotel earlier, but was still wearing the sweats she had been wearing on the plane. She had flown into Chicago for an industry trade show, and knew she had a few busy days ahead. She alternated between people watching in the lobby and watching the Cubs play the Mets on the lobby TV – anything she could do keep from picking up her phone and scrolling. She always loved business travel, it gave her a chance to feel free again. It had always been that way for her – there was something about that moment she passed through the security gates at Newark Airport that felt freeing. This was only heightened over the past few years as the work-from-home culture had taken hold at her company – she’d only been to the office about 20 times in 24 months, a far cry from the four days per week she was used to pre March 2020.

I’m the milf next door [F]

I was annoyed when they started building a house in the vacant block next to my house. There goes our privacy, I complained to my husband.

I was washing the breakfast dishes when I saw the moving truck pull up. I saw 2 men jump out and that’s when I really started paying attention.

I had a good view from my kitchen window. I washed those dishes 3 times over while I watched the removalists do their thing and god damn they looked good doing it.

Classic thirsty housewife, bored, ignored, and craving attention. Pushing 40 and hornier than ever. In a floral robe and white cotton knickers, cleaning up like a dutiful wife after hubby left for work.

I was having a good perv watching these guys work. One looked to be the same age as my husband, at least 50, a proper sliver fox, heavily tatted.. The other much younger, maybe 18-20 short dark hair and a nose ring. Both fit as fuck, both in work boots, shorts, and singlets. I couldn’t decide which one was hotter. I’d do both of them but if I had to choose it’d be the teen. No wait. I think I prefer the dilf.. If I could be greedy I’d take both. At the same time.

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My [M] wife [F] the virgin butt slut

My wife and I waited for marriage and quickly discovered she suffered from really intense vaginal pain. We thought it was vaginismus, but after seeing several different doctors, a specialist eventually diagnosed it as vestibulitis. That presents a very different problem because it is a nerve issue on the vagina entrance causing secondary vaginismus. The same treatments help the muscles relax but the nerve pain never goes away, so although she can get things in there, it is not enjoyable. Surgery is likely the only thing that would truly fix it. We mostly gave up on sexual activity for a long while and she’s still a PIV virgin (had to do IVF to have our kid for this and other reasons).

Now my wife is very feminine and “girly” and the classic looking “good girl.” You know, the type who just looks like she would not be up for being very adventurous in bed. No surprise that she’s pretty reserved sexually (admittedly I was too when we got married). Ironically, I figured out over the years that I have a butt fetish and would rather have her ass than vagina. I was way too scared to confess that to her though and just knew she would be totally against back door stuff. Eventually my curiosity got the better of me though, and I worked up the nerve to ask about anal as an alternative. I was promptly shot down. She told me she had zero interest and thought it was nasty. I was very disappointed but what can you do. I respected her preference.

Love through the sea and air [M/F] [Romance] [Anal] [Musician] [Powers]

[Features: Music, sound, fantasy, Romance, teleportation, anal]

In a world only vaguely like our own, a great sea existed. Land was far and few between and light and shadow were mere play things for the people at the top of the world. What people would consider gods or Super there, were merely unlikely rather than impossible. Powerful people, able to fell cities with their hands or raise forests in a moment. The weird and esoteric dominated.

But it wasn’t a harsh edge. There was bad, as oh so there is in nearly every existence, but it wasn’t all consuming. Upon this land and in existence rested a simple man. He was currently playing the piano in the long night on his ship as it sailed the 12 seas. There use to be 13 but well, that’s a story for another time.

It was a slow melody, chancing upon the outskirts of the song like rain at the edge of your hearing, tinkling through your brain like shards of crystal dropped on ceramic. It carried with it the feeling of wind and as he continued, it built.

The Hotel Getaway Part 2 [gay] [bi] [cuckold]

“Honey!” my wife screeched at me as she sat up, suddenly wide awake. “Why the FUCK are you wearing my clothes?!?!”

“Shit,” I cursed involuntarily.

Her eyes went wide. “Ohmygod….” she whispered. “You’re a cross-dresser, aren’t you? Aren’t you?!” she demanded.

I briefly considered going with that lie, but then my phone buzzed, lit up.

It was the older guy whose room I had just left. Messaging me. At the worst possible moment.

“Come back tomorrow. I’ll fuck you again,” he had wrote.

The words lingered on the display of my phone a little too long, giving my wife more than adequate time to digest them.

“Who the fuck is that?!” she yelled.

I looked at her in complete panic. There was no lying my way out of this. No way, no how.

Numb with fear, I unlocked my phone and showed her our conversation.

My wife read it, re-read it, read it once more, then sat quietly thinking.

“So, you’re gay now?” she asked, confused.

“Not exactly,” I said, scrambling to find the words to explain my urges. “I just….I guess I have a weakness for being used.”