How I [F] Lost My Babysitting Job

So… I’ve always been a good girl. Not a perfect girl — but I don’t sleep around. There was that one guy when I was younger, but he dumped me when he got what he wanted, and I learned from that. Since then, I’ve kept my legs together, and now I’m nineteen. If I’m gonna be honest… guys my age are immature jerks. They are all over me for free handouts, and that’s not as flattering as they think.

And my parents are after to me to figure out what I’m going to do with my life, since I don’t have a college gig planned yet, and I’m not in a serious relationship. I’m doing part time at Hooters (don’t even fucking say it) and babysitting on the side. Hooters is good money — the tips are like triple what you get anywhere else. Yes, I know what the word objectification means, but the guys that eat there are less crude than what I see outside of work. My parents don’t love it, but they are the ones charging me rent, so I have to do something. So I figure it’s a start. It beats saying I’m still babysitting at nineteen.

Unholy Matrimony [mf] [blackmail] [bondage] [slave play] [cuck]

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

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Maggie would sometimes reflect back on her past while she ate at the dinner table with her husband and young son. It seemed like a lifetime ago that she was back in high school, living a more exciting life and running around with an old crush of hers. Getting into all kinds of trouble and talking for hours. He was the only person she felt made her feel like more than just a high school girl. She wanted to say something to him, ask him out, but she was just too shy then. He never did end up asking her out, always too busy with his own endeavors until he eventually graduated two years before she would walk that stage.

Probably shouldn’t tell anyone (M48) +(F20) (F25)

Like most men I hate shopping. I have this technique at Christmas of waking into a boutique and telling the girls ‘here’s a thousand dollars, I have three sisters, 49 years old, size 10, a little bit slutty. The second is 45 also size ten, a little bit disco, and a little sister 39 a size 8 very corporate. Bring me gifts’. It makes the process super quick, the girls in the shop always love it and run around giggling, and my sisters always think I have super good taste.

The truth is my style is terrible, and I have no interest in learning. I would just lob around in suits or Tshirts and jeans. So I usually let the shop keeper do the style work for me. Most people in retail actually have a brain and are good at what they do, so I let them do it.

I don’t work Friday so give myself a three day weekend every week. It means I can go to a store when there’s no crowds. So I went yesterday to buy my wife a present and I went into a nice clothing store in Sydney CBD. I won’t say which one, out of privacy.

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Unexpected MMF part 2

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/120ionu/unexpected_mmf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

Aiden hesitated to respond. But his cock started to show out the leg of his small boxers. Greg looked his friend over.

Greg wiped his brow and cleared his throat. “Look in sorry we woke you. We can just pretend this never happened or you can stay. Your call.”

Aiden nodded and went to sit on a chaise they had in corner. “Is it ok if I sit here?” Aiden asked smiling.

Jemma and Greg smiled at each other and Jemma spoke up, “that’s great!” She reached between her legs, strumming at her clit. “Give it to me slow Greg…warm me back up.” Greg put his arms down on the bed pinning her legs back and buried his face in her soft tits. She was on her back in the edge of the bed with Greg thrusting into her. From where Aiden sat, he had a full view of Gregs ass as he thrust into her. When Greg pulled back, Aiden could see Jemma’s pussy lips gripping his thick rod.

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[MF] and maybe [MMF]? He sent me home with his friend

[Start here for backstory.](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/10b7bkq/22f_my_old_principal_was_much_more_forward_than_i/)

I (F22) was at his (M50) house, and my wrists were tied behind me. I was naked, of course. He had just cum in my mouth. I had just cum on his hand. He had put me on his couch and was getting coffee. I was waiting to be untied and we were chatting. I heard the front door open. I panicked, because I thought it was his wife or one of his kids or somebody. He brought over three cups of coffee as someone walked in the door and I stared at him with terror in my eyes.

And then I remembered that we had talked about his (and mine, but not as much) fantasy about him loaning me to a friend of his. And it clicked. And I was still panicked. I started to say something and he just said “shh.” and pulled my mouth open and stuffed my underwear in (I could have spit them out, but I honestly didn’t think of it).

My Wife, His Property (Ch.03 New Sensations) Part 1 [M24] [F21] [BBC] [Cuckold] [Hotwife] [Interracial]

How far would you go for your deepest sex fantasies? Would you let it change your life? Would you let it change your marriage? Would you risk your perfect relationship with your wife or girlfriend, just to fulfill your wildest sex dreams?

Well, I’ve loved hotwife & cuckold erotica for a long time, but I always separated my fantasy from reality. It wasn’t until I met my now wife, Olivia, that I started thinking about incorporating my Fantasy into my life.

Although there are many women who want an open relationship, my Olivia is the exact opposite. She comes from a conservative religious family, and it has always been important to her to keep her body count low, just like her father taught her to do.

To be honest, she hasn’t had sex with anyone else besides me. I was her first kiss, and I took her virginity.

That’s why I’ve always been aware that she would react rather reluctantly to the idea of being shared. Still, I couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like if she were my hotwife.

Eventually the day came, when I decided, that my fantasy should be part of my life and not just a fantasy.

Becoming a Bull for a Cuck Couple [FM] [Cuckold]

It had been awhile since I’d engaged in some NSFW activities, and a few weeks ago I was starting to get a bit of a kinky itch that needed scratching. That led me to Feeld, an interesting little app where people tend to be more inclined towards kink-related dating and hookups. That led me to a couple that I’ll call Christina and Joey, who were very up front that they were looking for a bull. They also specified in their profile that the husband wanted to be involved in some way, shape or form, so their chosen bull would need to be comfortable with some bi aspects, and that they wanted her to be creampied. Bi stuff isn’t really my thing, but I’m willing to be somewhat flexible, and I certainly didn’t have a problem with the prospect of cumming inside her. After chatting back and forth with him, and then her for a couple days, we agreed to meet up for some drinks.

No Words [Romantic Sex][Love][Middle aged][Married Couple][M44F42]

The early morning sun softly radiates through the window curtains as I slowly began to awaken. I breathe in the cool morning air and begin to gently stretch, carefully moving in order not to disturb your peaceful slumber.

I love the indescribable feeling I receive waking up next to you. It melts my heart. Your presence is so warm, soft, and feminine. I never want to get out of bed.

Our bodies remain intertwined, spooning together, from the lovemaking of the previous night. My forearm rests peacefully across your ribs and my hand gently caresses your hip.

Even after all these years my favorite part of the day is simply lying there, taking in the sight of you, this beautiful woman, this wife of mine.

I recall the events of the night before. Dreamily thinking about how wonderful our lovemaking was as the two of us joined together. As I replay our passion in my mind, my hand idly wanders over you. I delicately touch your body, taking in your features and enjoying your curves. Remembering how your body felt as I held you tightly against me and how your breasts looked swaying over me as you rode me to a triumphant finish.

The Anniversary Gift

Our big 10 year anniversary was coming up so I wanted to get my wife something special. So I headed to the jewelry store in town to buy her something for the special occasion.

I walked into the store and I’m greeted by a beautiful young woman, blonde hair with big blue eyes, she’s wearing a blue and white sundress with a tan sweater type top to make her dress more presentable I assume.

“Hi I’m Lana how can I help you?”

“Hi Lana, I’m Rodney I was looking for something special for my wife for our anniversary in a couple weeks. I’m thinking a diamond pendant and a set of matching ear rings.”

“I have plenty of those over here what kind of budget are you working with?”

“Not much of one I’m afraid, I’m just a working stiff, maybe $500 but that would be pushing it.”

She shows a few different choices in my price range, damn I think $500 sure doesn’t buy what it use to.

“None of these are jumping out to me” I say in frustration. “I’m having a hard picturing what they would look like on her.”

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A wife should swallow what her husband gives [MF] [bj, cum swallow]

He sits naked in the chair, that lovely and wonderful member on display. I take my place, kneeling and ready to blow his love pipe. My hand pulls back his skin scarf and there is the mushroom. First I wet it with my tongue and then take it in my month. Almost instantly his tool goes from flaccid to hard as a rock.

My right hand wraps around the base and from the top of my hand to the top of his rod is more than I could ever take in my mouth. His organ is large, both husky and lengthy. His classmates called him Snufagulufus in the locker room at the pool. They all had acorns and he alone had foreskin. This amazing turtleneck that I love. I move my tongue against his glans and pull the skin up, trapping my tongue in his covering. Then like a lollipop I run my tongue around the inside.