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An FLDS Porno

*Warning: long!*

Q: *Due to my experiences with inexperienced men, I sometimes end up chatting with women who have similar…hobbies. I thought this story was especially good, but the interviewee (H) did not want to post it to her account, so she gave permission for me to do so. Some small details have been omitted for privacy reasons.*

H: I found myself going down a crazy Mormon rabbit hole recently in Utah.

Q: *Ugh…Mormons*

H: I ran across a man in his late 30s; his wife had passed away and he just seemed kind of lost and I reached out to him and he was very nice at some point I got to see a photo and he was a good looking fellow. Mostly just friendly chat and advice but it was really clear that he had grown-up very differently, he referred to it as a fundamentalist type of latter-day Saints up bringing. He had 2 sons, 18 & 19.

At some point he started opening up about his wife and the kind of relationship they had, things they had and had not done and things he thought he wanted to do and didn’t get a chance to. He confided that they had sex twice a year, or 30 times in the 15 years they were married. Read more »

A Helping Hand – Chapter 3 (MF)

Chapter 3 – Morgan Cheers Me Up More

After a little discussion, we settle on making mojitos. Morgan helps by muddling the lime and mint and I get the sugar, rum and soda. I am having such a good time with this lady and, honestly, it’s so nice to just be with someone and laugh and talk.

Taking our drinks back to the couch, we sit facing each other, sitting slightly askew. Topics remain light and the time just slips by as we talk and laugh. Near the end of her second mojito, Morgan remarks, “Dan, I haven’t this much fun in a long time. I mean, I’ve always liked you and thought were hot…” she suddenly gets quiet as she realizes what she is saying.

“Morgan,” I say reaching my hand out and placing it on her leg. “I’ve always thought you were pretty and so nice. There’s nothing wrong with that. I could recognize that even when we both we married. And, obviously, we WERE both married so we didn’t do anything.”

“Right,” she said. Placing her hand on top of mine, “But I’m not married any longer.” And she looks up into my eyes. Read more »

[M]y coworker teased me in the conference room

This all took place a few weeks ago. I’m still trying to process what happened and where things might go next.

It was a slow day in the office. Where we live it was a local holiday and the office was technically closed. I swung by anyway to take advantage of the quiet and get caught up on a few things and had one early afternoon call that I needed to pretend to participate on.

There were two other people in the office with me that day. As it relates to the story, my coworker Sam (as we will call her) was one of them. She was lucky enough to have to sit through the boredom of that same afternoon call. Read more »

The Cruise, part Eight [FF]

Emily woke before her alarm went off with her bladder feeling like it was about to explode. She hurried to the toilet, then came back to her bed and checked the time. It was almost 9am, just before her alarm was about to go off. Emily sighed, but didn’t think she could fall asleep for another ten minutes. Instead she put on a pair of workout tights, sports bra and runners with a baggy t-shirt over top and went to go find a gym. She also put the money she needed for Grates in her purse so she could go to her office after. Emily debated if the 750 she won playing poker should count, but in the end she decided it did because Kate gave her the money to gamble with in the first place, so she included it in her tip out calculation.

Emily picked one of the small gyms in the interior of the ship, under the assumption that a smaller gym with no view of the decks of the ocean would be less crowded. She was right, there were less than half a dozen other women in the gym. Emily stretched, then did some resistance weights to work her arms. After that she took an elliptical machine and put in her headphones and started up one of her favourite podcasts as she started her cardio. Read more »

A Star Returns: Part Three [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Cheating]

The sex with Jasmine continued and while having sex with her daughter was out of the picture. Our fuck sessions became more rampant. We fucked everywhere we could, even at work.

I had bent her over a stack of pallets and fucked her as hard as I could while Terrence was shopping somewhere in the store.

Jasmine stated that she was only doing it because Terrence wasn’t getting anything on the home front. I couldn’t care less about the reason. All I cared about was the results.

“Hi,” a voice said while I was building a display at the front of the store.

“Hello,” I said and turned to see a woman I vaguely remembered.

“Don’t remember me do you?” the woman asked with a smile.

Then it struck me like lightning hitting a tree. “Sarah!” I almost shouted.

“Say it a bit louder, I don’t think the other county heard you,” Sarah laughed.

Sarah Reynolds had been the head cheerleader and the object of every man’s fantasies back in the day. In comparison, most cheerleaders were blonde-haired, blue-eyed and sporting thin but athletic bodies. Sarah had raven black hair and a body that could be on the cover of any busty magazine. Read more »

[FM] Our transition into an open marriage has allowed us to fall in love with eachother again

First off, much apologies for such a long post but I couldn’t have explained my situation any better had I tried to keep this post short.

Since the day me and my husband had a threesome with his best friend, my entire life has changed possibly in the most positive way ever. Me and my love have agreed that we are completely fine with shifting towards an open marriage. Neither of us have any problem with the other sleeping with someone else, unless it’s being done our behind the back. We as partners give their love freely and are not property. No one should own anyone. To me trust is as important as sex in a relationship and making sure that your partner’s needs, sexual or of any other kind, are always being fulfilled.

This fulfillment of needs in our opinion is what makes marriages successful, but what happens when partners are unable to quench eachother’s needs? This is where it’s important for partners to be honest and accept their weaknesses so that they can strive towards making their partner happy, regardless of all the compromises we might have to make. Therefore, this is why about 3 months ago, we decided that we will maintain an open and honest relation, while making sure eachother’s needs are being fulfilled no matter what. Read more »

A Helping Hand (MF) – Chapter 1

Chapter 1 – The Smiths

I had known Morgan and her family for years. Our families were part of a co-op (starting about 10 years ago) and once a month, everyone would meet up to get our bulk food and divide it up. It was a fun time, with whole families coming to help, so there were kids running around and it was almost a party atmosphere.

My wife, Melissa, introduced me to Morgan Smith and her husband Mike at one of these events. “Dan, this is Mike and Morgan” and I shook hands with Mike and Morgan. Their oldest girl, Allie, at 9, was just a little older than my son, Gary, and they had two other kids that were somewhere around the ages of our other two kids. Our kids seemed to hit it off and enjoyed playing during the co-op meetups. Over the course of many months, Morgan and I would talk and realized we graduated high school the same year, so we talked about 80s music and the like. At the time, we were both in our mid-30s. She was cute and it was hard not to notice her ample breasts, but I was happily married and so she seemed to be, so I did nothing and she just a nice friend in town. Read more »

Wedding Happenings Part 01 (MF)

Bella Houston was looking around the banquet hall of the Ritz hotel, smiling dutifully. Inside, she was not smiling. The new Mrs. Houston was regretting choosing money over freedom. At only 21, she had let herself fall into the trap of being a bought and paid-for wife. Her husband, Charles Houston the Third, was very wealthy. Unfortunately, he was also quite dull and boring. He was absorbed in his passion, with money being no object, he was delving into Archeology.

His lovemaking, if you could call it that, was similarly dull, he’d grab her ass and her tits, squeezing and twisting them, thinking that was the way to get her motor running then he’d jump aboard, and with no grace, ram in his 5-inch little dick. Her grunts and wrigglings of discomfort got him nicely warmed up, thinking it was her pleasure he was hearing, and in 1 to 2 minutes, he’d stiffen up, and grunt and growl like a fucking wildebeest, and dump his load, one or two squirts and he was done.

She saw Charles’ cousin, John Mason, trying to make inroads with Cassidy Riley, her best friend and her Maid of Honor. Read more »

[MM] Beta husband finally finds an Alpha to serve.

My heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest as I walked up a set of unfamiliar stairs to face an unfamiliar door. My stomach was in knots, my breathing was erratic and made me a little worried I was actually going to pass out. My body was screaming at me to turn around and go back home to my wife, that this was a mistake; but my mind had been fantasizing and planning this moment for years and wasn’t about to let me chicken out.

I came there straight from work, but I stopped at a store along the way to buy a pair of gym shorts and a grey t-shirt. I was too paranoid she would be able to smell his house on my clothes, but standing there in that outfit just made me feel like I was back in middle school gym class to be honest which just multiplied how vulnerable I was feeling.

302, all I could do was just stand there staring at that number plastered on the door. I think that image is going to be burned into my mind forever. I gathered every ounce of strength and will I had, knocked and waited patiently for a response. Read more »

A Handjob to Save his Relationship [FM]

I picked Paul up at the airport. It was early summer and he had come back from a quick work trip. Kim was still studying abroad. His flight had gone well, but the traffic was terrible. We’d already been stuck on the bridge for twenty minutes and it looked like we had a lot longer to wait. The conversation was light. Mostly how much we both hated the Star Wars prequels.

“So. Last month?” He suddenly asked. Last month with the urging of his fiancé Kim, Paul had shared a mutual masturbation session with my wife, Anne. Kim had been worried that their long separation would drive Paul into the arms of another woman. This was her way of reaching out to him over the distance. After the one night we’d never discussed it again. You’d think it would be awkward, but it hadn’t been. The next time we spoke we just talked about other things. We just never returned to the topic.

“Yes.” I kept my answer simple. I wasn’t sure where this was going and didn’t want to start out on the wrong foot. He turned to me and took on a serious tone. Read more »