Your naughty babysitter [18f]

I’ve been waiting for this day.

Ever since I started, months ago, I’ve been fantasizing about you finding me. When I stuff my pussy with that dildo you saw me with, I imagine it’s you. When I hear your car in the driveway, my abused folds only get wetter. When you pay me for watching the kids my mind drifts to you paying me for *other* services. Not that you’d need to. I’m a good girl, I’d do it for free.

Did you ever suspect it? Did I leave my scent in the air, arousal, and sweat, and sex? Did you ever think twice about the perk of my nipples on those days I was bold enough to forego a bra? Did you find the panties I left in your bed that one night, and realize that your wife’s were two sizes larger?

You did, didn’t you. You just didn’t know it was for you.

The panties were the most adventurous of a recent series of experiments. I was growing restless. I craved the thrill of being caught, but was just afraid enough of the aftermath to refrain from anything too drastic.

[Group] [MF] How Sharing My GF Landed Me My Largest Client Ever – Part 1

TL;DR – Kaitlyn and I swing with our first black couple, have our first time playing without protection—the first step in landing my largest client ever. Skip to $$$$$ for sexy times.

We met Daniel and Ibukun online. They were not the first couple to reach out to us after we created our profile, but they were certainly the most intriguing. We were honest in our profile description section about being relatively new to the swinging lifestyle, and we wanted only good experiences.

I was glad to see that their profile picture wasn’t just a picture of their genitalia. Rather, it was a relatively modest swimsuit photo of them without faces. They were clearly a very good looking black couple. I had never been with a black woman before, but Kaitlyn had been with several black men in college. I certainly wasn’t opposed to the idea. After scrolling through their gallery, we were delighted to see some (tasteful) nudes, and damn, they looked good.

At first sight, it appeared that Daniel and Ibukun (we didn’t know their names yet) checked all of our boxes. They were older than us but still within 10 years of our age, they were both attractive and intelligent individuals from Nigeria, and seemed to love to travel like us.

Still Crazy… [MF]

So I posted this the other day in the Daily Achievement thread of r/sex. That is such a temporary medium that I thought I would post here, too. I’m new to sharing these types of stories, so let me know what you think.

Yesterday, my wife (50) and I (52) had a whole long list of things to do on the property, a full afternoon of weekend work. Thankfully the rain held off and it wasn’t too hot, but the work was real: clearing brush, loading a trailer, moving firewood, using the weed whacker, dump runs, all of it was tiring work.

We came inside and had a shower. I had my hopes, but my wife was in for just an efficient rinse. We settled down for a late afternoon chill, watching some TV, and relaxing off the day’s activities. After an hour we were pretty cozy on the couch together, with my hand exploring her neckline, while she was cuddling up closer.

My wife’s friend Laura. (Part 1. MFF)

My wife, Sara, and Laura were friends who’d met at the gym. Laura had recently ended a relationship with her latest beau and Sara was being especially solicitous towards her. Laura is an attractive redhead and, when Sara brought her home from their workout one evening, I was more than a little happy to meet her.

Together they rustled up a quick but nonetheless tasty meal. After a few glasses of wine the talk at the table was very relaxed and eventually became progressively more risqué. It seemed that Laura was clearly flirting with both Sara and myself. After clearing away the dishes etc, we took our recharged wine glasses through into our sitting area and flopped onto the couch, Laura clearly seating herself between Sara and myself.

Somehow the conversation got onto the subject of whether a man could touch a woman’s body with the same degree of sensitivity shown by another woman. At which point Sara reached out and, looking directly at her, touched Laura’s shoulders before moving on to make contact with her breasts.

My next door neighbor [MF]

This story is basically how my wife and I met! Three years ago I stopped by my sister’s house. I was supposed to help her clean out her garage. She and her husband had separated and she wanted to get rid of alot of stuff they had accumulated and apparently he didn’t want the stuff either.

Anyway she had a couple of friends from her college days there going through the stuff when I finally arrived. I knew one of them and my sister introduced me to Sharon. She was the prettiest woman I had laid eyes on. Well as they went through portions of the garage I’d go behind them and take stuff to the truck my sister rented. By the time we were finished the truck was half full and now my sister could park in the garage.

After donating the stuff to Goodwill and returning the truck my sister made sandwiches, which gave me a chance to talk to Sharon for awhile. We had a nice conversation and I found out she had basically moved back here about a month ago. We exchanged numbers and talked on the phone for almost a week before I saw her again.

Fuck Story: The Honeymoon [MF]

The day after the beautiful wedding at which I went from being an overly aroused fiance to hyper horny husband, my wife and I left for our short broke couple honeymoon of one night out at a beautiful place not far from home. On the drive to our hotel I smiled thinking of the toys my wife had suggested to pack alongside almost all of her lingerie, I looked over at her and saw the same woman I had met years ago. Her beautiful face adorning a beaming smile she pondered out loud “so what are we going to do for the night?” one dirty answer came to mind but I responded with the innocent answer “we’re going to have dinner and a few drinks afterwards back at the hotel”. My eyes wandered from her face to her cleavage. She obviously noticed the smirk flash across my face as we hit a bump in the road and her tits bounced, without taking her eyes off the road she slid her hand onto my thigh then gently over my crotch and whispered oh there’s plenty more time for us to play with then that before letting out a giggle and returning her hand to the wheel.

Family Vacation Pt. 2 [Incest] [MF]

[*Part I is in here*](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirty_boy69/comments/vbzlbx/family_vacation/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)*. I advice you to read it first. Enjoy your read.*

After leaving the hotel room, after fucking my mom up the ass, I went to a coffee shop next to the ocean. For some coffee, for some nice breakfast while enjoying the views: The ocean and some hot asses – yes, I am a horny fucker. I even got a newspaper, to stay up to date. It was a very relaxing morning.

After some time my sister showed up. Dressed to impress, but somewhat nervous. By the looks of it the experience of earlier was getting to her – yes, finding out that your brother fucks your mom can do that to you. She asked me if it was okay for me when she joins in. I said no problem, sit down wherever you want.

Sis placed herself on the opposite side of the small table. She ordered some coffee and some food. All the time there was some awkward silence between the two of us. No one knew what to talk about, all attempts to break the ice failed. All attempts to start a conversation died off pretty fast. Yes, something was in the air. Then I came up with a grand idea: “Wanna join me in on a boat trip in an hour or two? Nothing but cruising around the ocean. Only the two of us, with no one listening in.”

[MF] Previous Client Reaches Out

Anna was a client of mine that I ended up fucking. At 31yo she has been a neglected wife of 4 years by her husband. She has showed me pics of her and her husband and I can tell he’s the type that has options(being fit rich and not ugly and all). I trained Anna for a good 7 months right before the pandemic hit(6 of those 7 months we’ve been fucking on the regular). Since then we only met a handful of times and just lost contact. She’s a brunette standing at around 5’4. Quite the average body(skinny, had a bit of fat in some areas) when I met her but during the time I trained her develop her body more. We had been reducing her overall bodyfat, improving overall endurance, and developing some strength. We took our time with the fitness because proper sleep amd eating was something she couldnt quite do consistently. Nevertheless I still did what I could while boning her when i could.

From a tutor to a whore and a mistress

I did different jobs during my college days for extra income , one of them was being a private tutor for rich kids, it was a goodd paying gig , oriented to my time and i was a good student hence a good tutor too… i was tutoring the son of a very rich guy … the kid was not good at his studies , so i laboured hard and i was paid quite well … now coming to the dad he was one of those polished sophisticated studs … late 40s expensive attire and accessories wife similar not too beautiful but pretty well maintained… so one day the wife and the son were leaving for a function at her hometown… so i had come early … the guy came over while i was tutoring asked me to stay back , i didnt suspect anything since it was my payment day … i guess that was the pretense , the wife was least bothered so when i finished she just left with her son i waited in the living room for him almost marvelling at the house interiors when he came just dressed in boxers … he always wore shirts … so i never had an idea he was this ripped … fully waxed and an extremely hot body …. i wanted to shy away but he was so good to look at ….he handed over the envelope with the cash … he then asked things abt my college how my plans are shaping up …. all the time i was staring at his body … i got a little wet…. he was very polite , he asked if i would like a drink … it was a sunday and i had no work so i said yes …. he poured me and him … we were chatting … he ordered food and before i knew i was already drunk and feeling extremely horny coz i was staring at his crotch … the next drink he poured and brought he sat beside me … he had a very strong and musky smell … it wasnt helping either….he started touching me and it was too much for me …. i let him kiss and touch and he was really good at it … i was naked in minutes and he was very good at my nipples and then i knelt down and pulled his boxers down and i let out a gasp it was the biggest and thickest cock i had seen till then 9.5 inches long and 6.5 inches girth …. i cud only say “what is that ” …… i cud only take in half of it …. oh i was screaming all the time he was fucking me he used all my holes the whole night … i woke up late my holes were sore …. i cudnt find my dress … finally found it but not my panties or bra … i put it on and walked down to get my purse and leave … i walked funny… he was working on something …. he saw me came and kissed me … pulled me to him and asked if i am okay with couple of his frnds joining us …. i had been in situations of multiple men and i was a lot attracted to him so i cudnt say no … then he took me shopping splurged a lot so much even i felt bad … later 2 more of his frnds joined us and it was even more pounding …… i was screaming like a needy slut ….. they didnt let me sleep … i left early morning and slumped on my bed and slept for 10 hrs straight … that was how much exhausted i was …..i stayed his mistress and plaything for a yr ….

[Scat, Femdom, M/F] Breaking Reality Ch. 5

In one small part of this chapter, I made a tribute to a Reddit story that I read on /coprophiles, by deviant_101, called ‘Eating my wife’s shit after a hard day’s work’. Just loved the graphic description of the scene, so slipped the same scene on this chapter of the series. Thanks to the original author!

PART 12: MOVING OUT

So, we returned from Paris and began preparing for this ‘beach’ trip which she didn’t told me a thing about. I was clueless about the reason of the trip, but the Paris one was work-related for her.

I also skipped some work days with no justification in order to go eat her ‘french meals’, and now I was going to the studio to clarify things out.

When I arrived, my colleagues greeted me from a distance (I had the worst breath they ever smelled) and my boss called me to his office with a very serious and disappointed look on his face.

‘Look, Jarden, I think this is no surprise to you, but we’re gonna have to let you go. Your work performance has dropped enormously, all this days that you didn’t showed up or disappearing in the middle of the afternoon… I’m very sorry, I thought you would have a brilliant career here, but sadly that’s not the case.’