Movie night [MF]

Finally! Friday night, business is taken care of,wife and kids are at the theme park for the weekend and I got a killer horror movie line up set up. I start playing the new texas chainsaw movie when my phone goes off.

It’s my sister in law, “Hey the kids are at their fathers for the weekend and my boyfriend is in Cleveland visiting family do you guys want to grab dinner “? I answer back “Hey Sarah took the boys to the theme park for the weekend, I stayed local to take care of the store so I’m just going to stay in and watch horror movies “. “Oh hell yeah I love scary movies , can I come and watch pleeeeeasee”?

To White Trash Tanya, wherever you may be [MF]

Dear slut:

I’m sorry. When I was 18 you made an offer to an immature boy, not at peace with who he was on the inside, and he never followed through. The man he’s become regrets that, in many ways, and if you’d met me even one year later things would have been very different. I want to let you know that I wish things had been different and we both could have had a lot more fun that year you lived in the apartment above me.

I remember the first time we met. It was the week I moved in to my first apartment and we were both hanging out with the paroled felon, his pregnant wife, and his addict buddy who lived on the first floor. It was your day off and you’d been drinking since you woke up, unshowered and still wearing your pajama pants and a stained and almost see through threadbare white t-shirt, clearly with no bra. I couldn’t stop staring at your nipples. You caught my eyes and I pretended not to look. You kept engaging me and I tried to seem disinterested. You were my “type”, with dark hair, dark eyes, but you weren’t that pretty or in particularly good shape, what you did have was a raw and open sexuality, probably combined with the inhibition of the alcohol, and I found that far more attractive than your looks.

[MFM] How I became a Bull

I’ll be using initials just to keep anonymity. Enjoy!

So first a little back story about me during this time. I had just turned 20 and it was the summer just after my freshman year of college when I returned home for the break to work. Growing up I played a lot of competitive sports but one of the more serious ones was tennis and I really loved the game. I still continue to play but naturally during the summer it was an easy transition for me to give lessons or just be a hitting partner for the more serious players. That is where I met K. I will always remember the day when I first laid my eyes on K, I saw her walk by the court as I was in the middle of teaching a young kid how to properly volley. I got distracted as she swayed her hips walking next to the fence line to the clubhouse, my eyes glued as my neck turned to follow. K was utterly gorgeous. Her 5’6” 120lb (estimating) frame walked with such grace as her long dirty blonde hair flowed through the wind. She was 28 but looked much younger than her age suggested. The white skirt she had on perfectly shaped her firm ass while the black tank top cupped the rest of her body showing her toned figure. I snapped back as the kid hit me in the leg with a ball that I just tossed up to him. I shake my head out of it and get back into focus on the lesson.

My (35, M) Fantasy about Being Groped on the Train

It has been a long day at the jewelry store where I am head manager and I am ready to go home. I check my watch, a shiny Rolex: 10:30 pm. Yikes! It is there to represent the company, the watch. We are all supposed to look the part. I bought a shiny new wedding band the day I got this new job as well. It is all part of the brand of a jewelry professional. Never mind that I had to finance the jewelry I wear. Yep, I couldn’t afford them, not even on a jewelry store manager’s salary. The company helped me out. The short trimmed beard, the suit, the financed jewelry. It is all there to represent success, luxury, the company brand.

I check my phone. There is a text from my wife. She wants me to buy some things at the shops. I laugh at myself, but also at my wife. I am a dual citizen (British American) and we and my wife (all American) moved here to England for my career. Jesus, getting her a visa was hard and I have thankfully blacked out much of the memory of that process from my mind. But holy cow, Jenn, what stores do you think are still open? Tesco it is. She says she will text me the list. I lock the door of the store, set the alarm, and head to the train station.

watching their Husbands shower [FM]

I love the male body. From beards to hairy chests, to the muscles, the balls and cock, the legs and arms. Every inch. Which is why I love making my whores strip and shower for me.

Ever since I accidentally saw my brother in laws big soft cock as he got out the shower I love to recreate the moment. Making a boy strip down to his underwear. Seeing his thick bulge. The outline of his cock and balls. I can already tell if he is circumcised.

Then after he asks permission I let him rub his bulge as I feel tingling in my panties. Once he can show me a satisfactory wet spot I’ll strip him naked. Seeing his cock flop out of his undies. And his tight as he begins to shower. Soaping his hairy body, soaping his chest body and cock.

I let him stroke his cock as i finger myself watching him watching me. He is already close but ill tell him when I want my cum.. I love watching him stroking in the bathroom away from wife and kids and work responsibility. Just him the water his cock and his Mistress x

[MF] My Best Buddy’s Widow – Happy Fucking Father’s Day to me!!!

For a few months now, my son and I have been planning a trip to Florida to go to Kennedy Space Center to see the new Moon Rocket since we are both space enthusiasts. It’s one of the few things we share and it was his Father’s Day present to me.

Everything was set and paid for and I was really excited since this is probably the most time I will spend with my son with just him and I.

A day before he had to fly in, he tested positive for Covid. I was heartbroken to say the least.

Friday.

Addie got home from the gym and came into my home office. She knew how sad I was about the weekend. She brought me some coffee and an eclair she got from our local bakery which was my favorite. She asked me if I had a busy day and I told her I just had a video call with Joe, the guy that took over my job and we had to go over some stuff before his next trip. She asked what time that was gonna happen and I looked at the clock and then told her in about 15 minutes. She smiled, kiss me on the lips and left my office.

Bringing a guy home. [str8] [mfm] [hotwife]

One afternoon about a year ago we were on our way to get groceries my wife and I decided to stop at a bar for drinks and meet up with a guy she has been chatting with online. We happened to be in the same area of town at the same time so it seemed like a good time to met this guy, we’ll call him B, and see it we all click.

We all arrived at the bar at the same time and things started off really well. B and I have the some interest in sports so we were able to talk about football and watching the NFL games on the bar TVs which really broke the ice. What was suppose to be a quick visit of maybe an hour and then continue on to go get our groceries and run errands turned into spending the whole afternoon at the bar drinking and playing darts. As the drinks flowed my wife and B flirted more and were getting handsy. During darts they were routinely touching and kissing each other.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 54

“Open this damn door!” Rod’s voice screeches from outside. “What the hell could you be trying to keep out?”
 

Bruce hobbles to the door and opens it. “Big flaming nuisances,” he grins at Rod.
 

“Oh you think you’re funny now. I…” Rod enters and stops, his eyes fixed on Moose. He stands frozen for a moment before walking over to the seated giant, picking up his sizable flaccid dick, and looking at it like a lost treasure.
 

“Can I help you?” Moose says nervously.
 

“Oh you could help me in so many ways, you beautiful giant bastard,” Rod responds, not taking his eyes off of the now hardening member. He starts to slowly stroke it.
 

“Rod?” Bruce says trying to get his attention but to no avail.
 

“ROD!” Bruce booms, breaking the trance.
 

“I… uh…” Rod stammers for a second then lets Moose go, his dick slapping against his thigh with a smack. “Cover that thing up or leave me alone with it! Either way Rod has work to do!”
 

He walks over to CC. “Is that one yours?” he says her.
 

Turns out, my wife has started a new thing amongst her friends. Giving me a handjob while they’re their 🤷🏽‍♂️ [MF]

Quick back story, my wife and I have been married close to 15 years. She was a virgin, I most definitely was not. 2 kids. I’m a builder/carpenter and she’s an Interior Designer.

Our sex life has evolved massively since we married, and it’s improved constantly but also taking some surprise turns along the way.

Not too long ago, we discovered that my wife loves to show me off. I’m a mixed race Man, very fit and strong and I am quite well endowed with an 8 inch cock, near 6 inches around.

Because she was a virgin she’d never seen another penis so she had nothing to compare me to, she knew I was big but she didn’t know all men weren’t my size.

Long story short, we spent a lot of time with her best friend and her husband, swimming and holidaying. In swimming shorts and sweat pants my size is obvious so her friend could see there was a situation. She said her husband was 5 1/2 inches long. My wife told her my size and she was stunned.