My Older Lover and His Mistress(MFF, extreme age gap)

This is a sequel to two previous stories: The Barista and The Business Man and Seeing My Older Lover again. The first story was supposed to be a one shot but I ended up getting two more strories out if it. I’ll put links to the other two stories in the comments.

In the second semester of my freshman year at college James, the sixty year old man whom I fucked two times before when he was in my city for business, mentioned how his wife would be away one weekend to visit her sister. 

“You probably couldn’t get away for a weekend if I paid for your plane ticket,” James said hopefully.

“I’ll have to check my schedule. Maybe I can meet Irene,”

“Really you would come out here to see me?”

“James, I would love to as long as I don’t have any commitments. I would love to taste your cock again,” I said, a hand started to snake in between my legs. The two of us eventually turned the conversation into phone sex.

Sexy Virtual Reality Café fMF

Last Summer I took a job at a Virtual Reality Café to make some extra cash and to get to instant access to so many cool VR games for free. I quickly became really good friends with the couple who owned the place as I was a stellar employee due to my passion for VR. They were in their 30s and quite fit from playing VR as well as what seemed like a very active sex life (they flirted a lot right in front of me….which was oddly sweet and super arousing).

One night I was closing with the wife, Anna, and we were joking around about opening a nerdy themed strip club that had dancers who looked similar to some of the VR avatars with cosplay & animal themed costumes. Anna was saying that she would love to dance and was raving about how hot it would be for me to dance too. I blushed and said that I wasn’t sure anyone would want a dance from me. She said that she would love to see me dance for her and casually added that she and her husband had always kind of had a little crush on me. I was elated! I had barely allowed myself to acknowledge my attraction to either of them, let alone both and now here was Anna freely mentioning their mutual attraction to me.

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CoWorker tease leads to affair – Part 3

So I heard Part 2 was deleted and have no idea why. Let’s try again….

After I showered the night went pretty normal. Dinner, time with the kids, winding down for the night. Throughout it all I just thought about “Kitty”. I was brushing my teeth getting ready for bed when my phone buzzed in my pocket. It read “Even though you are with her, you’re still inside of me. Now I need you in my bed!”. If devil horns could actually grow on my head they would have. This woman was bringing out a side of me I didn’t know existed. I laid there all night thinking of the excuses and ways I could get there.

[FF] My GF and I had a threesome with our [f]riendly neighbor (Part 3)

I was left alone for hours. I could hear my girlfriend and neighbor coming and going and talking and laughing. At some point one of them entered into the attic and rummaged around for a few things. I asked if they were enjoying themselves – no reply. I ask if I were getting let out anytime soon – no reply. I asked if I could be of use as a sex toy – no reply.

My bratty side would have bubbled to the surface. Stomping my feet and yelling out. Not because I was unhappy. Because I wanted attention. But my mind was so foggy I simply continued to lay down, eventually I fell asleep.

I slipped in and out of my ‘nap’ and eventually came to feel as if I slept for a while. The house was stone silent. For some reason I just had the feeling that they were gone. I called out a few times, knowing that because I had been silent for so long I might get a reply. Nothing. I was either abandoned, or ignored.

My wife and I masturbating and experimenting with friends [Group]

Everyone was rightfully exhausted after our fun together. Jacqueline and Angela went and cleaned up and when they came back, we all went to bed.

It may sound a bit vanilla and boring, but when everyone was awake the next morning, we had sex with our own partners on our own beds. My wife and I in the missionary position, and Angela on top and riding Collin. It was sensual and erotic but also sweet and loving for everyone. I made Jaqueline cum rubbing her clit and then finished inside of her. Angela had a wild orgasm on top of her husband and he did the same.

We spent the majority of our day on a day trip to the local town, had lunch, did some window shopping and other touristy type activities. We all behaved ourselves and had a pretty fun time together doing couple things. We came back to the hotel and decided to spend some time together in the hot tub. At various times I’d feel hands rubbing across my lap and against my swim trunks, or could see a look on Collin’s face that said he was feeling the same kind of teasing.

He went drinking, I go have fun with his wife[F]

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Jessica’s husband went to hang out with his friends and Jessica called me at about 6pm to come over to her place. I got there at about 6:30 and she actually cooked and we ate for a bit. I told her where were the kids and she told me they are with her mother. She started telling me how stressed out she was at work and how her husband doesn’t have time to help out with the kids. She grabbed some wine and we drank, I told her I can release her stress and she smiled and asked how. I got off my seat and grabbed her and starting kissing her, I picked her up and took her to her room, I put her on the bed and starting taking her clothes off, she told me “ohhh so aggressive huh, have you missed me?”

The Butler Pt 2(MF, Extreme age gap, humiliation, spanking)

Part 2. This is pure fantasy. In real life all kinks and power exchanges should have 100% enthusiastic participants. Feedback is welcomed. I have a few ideas in my head but kind of writing this as I go along so if you have an idea of what you would like to see let me know and I may incorporate it.

The Butler (Extreme age gap, spanking, watersports, MF) from eroticliterature

The sound of someone opening my door wakes me from my sleep. My muscles ache from being held in place for so long. The stinging in my ass has long gone away so that’s good.

“Good morning, Alicia,” The soft spoken voice of our housekeeper, Judith, greets me.

Judith has been on staff for about ten years now. She’s forty five years old with shoulder length blonde hair. Her body is thin with small breasts but she has a nice hour glass shape on her. Quite an attractive woman and I’m surprised she never married or had someone. I’ve never heard her mention any hints of a lover she may have.

I’m a 44 year old suburban mother. In the midst of a divorce and a pandemic, I made my oldest daughter my wife. This is our story.

NOTE: Just to be clear, in case the text below doesn’t make it obvious — yes, we have sex as mother and daughter.

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I’m here to tell the story of how my oldest daughter and I came to be.

The past couple of years have been whirlwind, for so many of us. That’s certainly been the case for me and my family. I’m a 44 year old divorced mother of three, and for about a year and a half now, my oldest daughter has been my wife.

You read that correctly. My daughter is my wife.

How did we get here? Well, how does anyone get anywhere? There were catalysts, forces internal and external, and perhaps the intervention of fate, if you believe in that sort of thing.

In March of 2020, I was launching a company, my own start-up, that I’d been building from the ground up for ages. The hard-won success of my career had put me in a position to do such a thing. But as my career soared, my former husband’s sank, and he came to resent it, deeply. He worked as a “consultant” for a while, never consulting on much of anything, and was finally relegated to being the domestic, stay at home parent — a vital role if there ever was one, especially with three kids at home, but one he treated with scorn and could never quite do competently.

Tamara #1: The Soccer Mom

Tamara #1: The Soccer Mom

I once had to work on a young 7 or 8 year old girl. I hate working on kids as they are too fragile for the kind of work I am an expert in. But the boss asked me to handle it, and handle it I did.

After the session her mom came in to pick her up. This woman had beautiful long black hair down to her waist. She was very fit, and had an amazing figure that was on full display clad in her tight Lululemon sweats and T-shirt. Her face was very pretty but sad…or perhaps lifeless, as if she has lost that spark life can offer. Who can blame her, with the stresses of motherhood and all? Next to her stood a little boy, a bit older than her daughter. This woman was definitely a milf, even if she did look miserable.

I eyed her up and down, summing up how good her body must look like beneath her clothing. She smiled and was, for the most part, very professional. I noticed her hand had a large Diamond ring on it but her manicure was tattered. I overheard her discussing appointment scheduling with the front desk. She snuck in the fact that she takes her kids to soccer and gymnastics a few times a week. Poor thing…

[MF] A Married Life Experience [Part 6?] Aftermath

The next morning

Around 12:00 on Saturday morning I received a call from my wife that she was on her way home. She was walking. She was definitely nervous about coming home. I can tell by the way she was talking. Her voice cracked and she spoke with hesitation. I certainly was nervous to see her too. So much had happened since the last time we saw each other, just the day before. It was strange to think that so much could change in such a short period of time.

Throughout all of the emotions and lead up to her night with Donovan, looming in the background was the fact that it’s now Mother’s Day weekend. This was a detail that wasn’t even on our minds when this drama began. The irony of it is almost laughable.

We had a late lunch planned at 2 pm with her sister, mom and dad. I knew that they would be arriving In about an hour and a half and I just prayed that everything would go smoothly, without her mom sensing that something was different or out of the ordinary. Her mother Is the type of person who can tell when something’s not right.