Wife faces her debt Part 2

As their marriage progressed things became difficult. Harry became ever more successful at work with some magnificent buildings bearing his engineering. Erin on the other hand couldn’t find her niche, drifting from job to job. She filled her empty days with long lunches with girlfriends or shopping for expensive clothes. She had an incredible eye for fashion and just couldn’t reign in her budget.

Every few weeks Harry would open the bills and hit the roof. Erin had nothing to offer in reply except letting him cum on her face. This calmed him down a couple of times but left her feeling very confused. Before too long she would hint that he could cum on her later. When the time came there was always an excuse.

‘I’m too tired, I just had my hair done’ and so on.

Erin had weaponised the one sexual kink Harry had been allowed to have and he knew it. He suppressed it but this made him angry.

The lockdowns of 2020 put a lot of pressure on an already strained relationship. Being locked together round the clock brought a complete stop to their sex life.

Wife faces her debt Part 1

Harry and Erin had been married for 4 years. Harry was a promising young mechanical engineer who specialised in rebirthing old buildings around the Boston area. He was famous for his eye to detail, often recalling obscure building regulations, how many tonnes a rafter could hold, or the width of a steel girder needed down to the 16th of an inch.

Erin on the other hand had never found steady work, but had a wonderful eye for classy women’s fashion. When they had married she had plans to open her own local boutique, but setting up the house, the pandemic, and life in general had really gotten in the way. Four years later, now 33 years old, Erin was stuck at home and unsure whether to give up on her dream and have kids or make a renewed effort. This lack of progress left her feeling listless.

I [F] DP’d myself with some toys after seeing hot guys lift things earlier this week [F] [solo]

Earlier this week I helped my cousin move into his new house. His wife, their two young daughters, and himself had just moved back from across country back to around where the rest of our family lives. He enlisted the help of two of his very strong and muscular friends, one of my brothers, and myself to help unload their two pods and put the stuff in his house in their respected rooms.

We got up early, went to his new house and began working. “Hauling cube!” Was yelled way too much, but was still funny every time.

At one point, one of his friends took off his jacket. It was pretty cold out early in the morning mind you. Like 35°F ish. He had a tight shirt with the sleeves cut off on. But he said he was hot. And he definitely was. His big arms bulging as he lifted the heavy things. His tight butt flexing as he walked up stairs in front of me. “God he was hot,” I thought to myself.

[FF] Me (41) and my neighbour (40)got to explore our lesbian side.

Hello everyone, I posted this story on another few subs but I only just discovered this one so here you go.

Ok so this happened 2 days ago and I can’t keep my head straight. Honestly, it was an amazing experience.

So for backstory. Me and my hubby had our children (twins) in our early twenties. At the time, hubby had graduated college and started working at the same company he works for today and I had been working at a daycare. When we had to move cities for his work we moved next door to a couple who were around our age and had kids as well. They grew up together and went to the same school and also just recently got accepted to the same college where they have moved interstate to attend. We immediately clicked with the parents due to our similar circumstances. I especially clicked with the wife(let’s call her J) because we both had grown up in the same
city)We were young people who had growing families and we always enjoyed each other’s company. Even our husbands worked at the same company. Last week me and my hubby got back from our anniversary vacation to Cancun. While on vacation I had gotten a little sunburnt after spending a little too much time on the beach and came home with a nice shade of brown along my chest and upper breasts. A few days after we got home, hubby was called by work to go out of town for a few days for work. I called J and she told me the same thing about her hubby so we decided to have a girl’s night the day our husbands left for their trip. Ok, On to the story

[M]eeting my [F]irst FWB

*Repost and re-edit of my old story*

This is the story of meeting my first FWB after starting an open relationship with my wife. Swiping through Tinder I matched with a cute girl and got chatting. She is short 5ft nothing, curvy, nice C cup tits and a cute face framed with long, curly auburn hair. We chatted a bit that evening, the usual getting to know each other things, when after a while she comes out with “I’m looking for a FWB thing if you’re open to it.” We talked, trying to organise something to do to meet and see how we liked each other in person when she suggested her idea of going to the drive-in to see a movie, I hadn’t been to one since I was a teenager and sounded perfect. After I finished work, I picked her up and we headed to the drive-in. We found a spot to park and settled in. Straight away we were comfortable, chatting away while having some beers.

[FM] I Love Cum ❤️🍆💦💦💦

I love cum.

I mean to the point I believe it should be its own special food group.

I mean I am addicted to cum.

I mean I am addicted to cum like a junky is addicted to heroin.

I mean to the point that if I don’t get at least a load a day, preferably at least two, I begin to go through withdrawal.

I love a cock in my mouth… especially when I get to feel it grow from soft to hard.

I love the variety of lengths… from the smallest not even four inches to one that was over a foot long.

I love the variety of girths… thin like a pencil, thick like a German sausage.

But most of all… as I already mentioned… I love cum.

Cum was my delicacy… and to me cum is similar, but much better, than oysters. I love the slimy feeling in my mouth as I sometimes allow it to swish in my mouth as if I’m tasting a new wine or as it slides down my throat. I love the unique, one of a kind, taste… each load of cum, like each oyster, a one of a kind delicacy… similar and yet different.

A quick jog turns into a quick fuck in a mini van with a married man [FM]

There is a small lake near where I live with a 3 mile loop that is popular with joggers. After eating way too much over the holidays, I decided to go run. Maybe it was due to the near freezing temperature or maybe it’s the holidays, but the loop didn’t have the normal amount of joggers as a normal Sunday.

During the first lap around the lake I was focused on my breathing and cadence, but sometime during second lap I start to notice a cute guy with a full beard trailing me. I knew he wasn’t a runner and I could leave him in the dust if I picked up my pace, instead I decided to slow down and let him catch up and run besides me. We locked eyes, greeted each other and during the run we made some small talk. After another lap, I could tell he was starting to slow down and instead of injuring his ego I asked to stop and decided to stretch.

Raffling Off my Hot Aunts [M/F] [Incest]

Yesterday, if you had told me what the events of my father’s siblings’ yearly Thanksgiving reunion would be, I never would have believed you. I always thought that I belonged to a plain and modest family. My dad was my grandparents’ perfect child; he used to play hockey and baseball back in high school, but he never went out on the town with the team, and he always got straight A’s. When he went on to study law at McGill no one was surprised. That was where he met my mother, another very modest, and very conservative, law student. A few years later they were both done with school, making bucketloads of money as family lawyers, and living the kind of life most people only dream of in their twenties. Even when my mother retired early to look after the kids, and my dad switched to teaching law rather than practicing it, they continued to be both very happy and successful.

The Beast Within (Female pov, fantasy, nc, werewolf, creampie, forced transformation)

Trigger Warning!

While entirely fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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It had been an enjoyable late summer day. I had spent it at my aunt’s house, helping her clean out her basement and catching up on all the local gossip. Now I was walking home. It was twilight, still enough light to see fine, but getting to the point I’d rather not dawdle more than necessary. Night was drawing near faster than I anticipated it seemed, a consequence of it being late August now no doubt. Those shorter days always caught me by surprise this time of year.

I had turned down a trail that led through the woods. A shortcut of sorts, which was frequently teaming with wildlife. Great for seeing deer or owls, chipmunks and otters, there even was a pack of wolves which lived in the area. Those wolves had caused no shortage of controversy in our small town. There was a bit of an ongoing feud over whether they should be driven away due to killing pets and livestock, or whether it was better to let nature be. I had little opinion on the matter personally, but some men in our town had an argument come to blows over it recently; it was quite the ordeal.

Cuckolding for us is very cerebral. Unfortunately most replies online are along the lines of “what’s she look like” or “I’ll fuck her”. This only pushes her away from pursing it.

Years ago my wife had a coworker that lead us down the cuckolding path. Now here we are, with all kinds of thoughts on it but can’t find the same thing.

He slowly befriended her and that lead to me meeting him at work functions. Next thing you know we are all friends and he is in our lives. There was never a “wham bam” moment where it was cuckolding. It was more of a slow burn. Innocent flirting at first. Then more obvious flirting that just seemed erotic. Angie or I never stopped it because it just seemed fun and erotic. Looking back I feel this was either his plan or he saw this and exploited it. He was never an ass and would slowly push things but then back off. Such as… One time we all went out together to a bar. He was dancing and flirting with her, hands on places and such. I really felt like a third wheel and I feel they noticed this. I wasn’t upset but was like wow. No one talked bout it. Maybe if we had talked about I would have been negative enough it would have stopped. After that night we never talked about it and it didn’t happen for awhile. Like he wanted us to yearn for it until he would do it again. And that’s exactly what happened. It was like an addiction. I wanted to see them dancing, I wanted to see her excited, I wanted to feel like a third wheel. I really feel like he sensed this in Angie and I. It was part of his power play.