New Neighbours Part 7 – The Rebound! [M39/F51] [cheating] [age difference] [age gap] [older woman] [Hotel Sex]

Almost a week had passed since that fateful day. Mikey had checked into a local hotel – well, it was more of a golf and spa resort.

Lauren had told her mum exactly what had happened and Anne had wasted no time in kicking David out. She even claimed to have suspected something was going on with Sarah and David. Anne dumped all his possessions on the lawn and had her giant of a brother come round to stay so David didn’t get any ideas about trying to sneak in and talk to her.

Lauren had to go back to university. She had sent Mikey a few messages, but they agreed they needed to lay low while the dust settled on the weekend’s events.

On Monday morning, Mikey snuck back to his house and packed a full suitcase while Sarah was at work. He even loaded his and Lauren’s bikes into his car before returning to the hotel. He called Felicity to find out when she was babysitting and arranged to sneak round and see his daughter while his wife was out.

Red Like Fire [cnc] [hypnotism] [mff] [bondage] [anal play] [impact play] [slave play]

*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.*

[https://imgur.com/a/83HgoNt](https://imgur.com/a/83HgoNt)

Day 1: The hypnotherapy worked! I slept and truly got some rest for the first time in a long time! I normally stay up long past midnight and when I do close my eyes, I’m tossing and turning like mad. The therapist is cheap and says I should come in weekly for at least four months to make this permanent. I’m already scheduling my next session!

Day 16: Two whole weeks of rest. It was amazing! But this time after my third session I had my first dream since I was a child. It felt so comforting. My therapist said my dreams would get more vivid as our sessions continued, more real. I honestly can’t wait.

Day 26: It’s so weird. I keep waking up horny. I had to buy a dildo after three days. My therapist says now that I’m getting more rest, my body will be using that extra energy I have. I don’t mind. Perhaps my next boyfriend will enjoy this little surprise.

Air B and D Part 2 [F33][M49][bj][cheating]

You can read [Part 1 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11u3awz/air_b_and_d_part_1_f33solo/).

*”You weren’t disturbing me,” I say, opening the door wider. I look him up and down and give him a wry smile. “Where’s your wood?”*

 

“It’s…” he starts. Something catches in his throat and he audibly swallows, pointing over his shoulder with his thumb. Behind him is an off-road cart with a pile of logs in the bed. “I’ll just, I mean if you’re not in the middle of something. I can come back, if…”

I look him over again because something’s not adding up. Sure, he’s already snuck a peek at my cleavage within the first thirty seconds we’ve been talking but to be honest, who wouldn’t? My tits are amazing even in a sweater. But there’s no guile, nothing on his face telling me that he knows how hard I’d just orgasmed. Maybe this isn’t my peeping Tom. What a shame. “Sure, bring it in,” I say sweetly and step back into the cottage.

He has to come in sideways with bundles of firewood under each arm and he looks like he stepped out of an LL Bean catalog. The sweat and panting before was probably from honest labor. “I’m sorry, I forgot to ask your name,” I say as I hand him a glass of cold water.

Gay Encounter in Mumbai

As John boarded the plane in New York, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and apprehension. He was leaving behind his familiar world and heading to a foreign country for work. He was nervous about what lay ahead, but he was also eager to explore new sights, sounds, and experiences.
After a long flight, John finally arrived in Mumbai, tired and jet-lagged. He stepped out of the airport and hailed a taxi to take him to his hotel. As he settled into the back seat, he noticed the driver’s warm smile in the rearview mirror; an older man in early 60’s. The driver greeted him in a friendly manner, and John couldn’t help but feel a little less lonely in this strange new place.
Once he sat in the taxi, he noticed the driver had a very curvy body and a huge ass. There was a very sexual, musty smell in the air. John was nervous to talk to the driver because he clearly was trying to hide a huge boner. As John started to talk to the driver, Raj, he could not contain himself anymore and asked Raj to drive to the nearest park. When they arrived to the park, John could not stand it anymore and asked Raj if he could speak English.
Raj barely knew how to say anything other than hello or Thank you, but could understand more than he could speak, so John went on to ask Raj a very awkward question. Gesturing, he asked, If I pay 100 dollars can I fuck your butt? Raj understood and felt ashamed but he needed the money for his son’s tuition and to cover an expensive life in the city. Raj answered to John, here in the park sir? John answered, yes right here, right now.
John asked Raj if he had condoms and Raj as good as he could answered, no that at his age he did not need them because there was no way to make his wife pregnant anymore. John though at that moment that he did not give a shit about condoms he was literally going to fuck the shit out of this married man. They both got out of the car and Raj was already in the grass bending over and spreading his giant ass cheeks. John could not believe his eyes. Hr had an uncontrollable erection. He had so much pre cum in his pants that you could see his crotch wet from afar.
John got behind Raj pulling his pants down and didn’t even care about lube because he was so wet already, he went on to insert his 9 inch cock and Raj was trembling, but did not even say a peep nor did he complain. John was literally in heaven, grabbing and fucking this old taxi driver. It was so primal and animalistic. John went on to cum but was so horny that he just kept on going. That fat ass felt so good with those buttcheeks bouncing back and forth. It was such a turn on for John, with Raj only doing the slightest moans and just looking back at him. There were neighbors going around the park, but when they saw what was going on, the neighbors just avoided that side of the park.
John was fascinated by this man, Raj. He had such a tight hole for such a big butt. John could only think of how he wanted to make this old man his sex slave. He went on to cum a second time. Raj’s butt was dripping with cum. John pulled out and went on to put his dick in Raj’s mouth and said to him, clean up all this shit on my cock!
They returned to the car in complete silence. John gave Raj the address of the hotel where he was going to stay. Raj asked, why couldn’t we do this at your hotel? John just replied, because it would be embarrassing. He also did not want the front desk to see him walking in with a man. They arrived at the destination and John paid him and gave him an extra tip. John went to check in and did his work, but he would never forget that day of filthy sex in a park in a random street in Mumbai.

[FF] Wife teases me with female friend in the shower.

My wife, Jane and her friend, Mandy often go running together. Mandy normally drives to our house and they go off together from here. There are plenty of paths away from the roads and some woodland and fields to run through.

It had been raining lately and when they got back they were smothered in mud. Jane offered Mandy a shower before she got back in her car as she would have made it filthy. The pair of them took off their shoes in the porch and headed up stairs to wash. I soon heard the shower running and went up to see if they wanted their dirty kit washed before the mud dried in.

The bathroom door was slightly open and I could see my wife down to her knickers about to remove them. I asked her about the clothes. She agreed it was a good idea and bundled them up off the floor and fully opened the door to pass them to me. She then told me to hang on while she removed her knickers and put them on the pile.

The Night at Policewoman‘s Place [Femdom] [Masturbation] [Spanking] [Humiliation] [VOY] [Les][Fiction]

My parents were mysterious to me -more so than Big Foot or the Lochness monster if I might be frank. I never understood dad´s fixation with women like my mom, who never spoke unless spoken to, wore flowery clothes and lived just for the house, kids, and television. Not to mention, mom was flat-chested, her body looking like an ironing board she was fond so much.

I liked ladies with power, meaning three things, two of them being their jugs. The last of them was the office to command and condemn men. I remember looking for pictures of female politicians and judges, choosing photos where I could see their expensive clothes, stretched by their boobs that could feed future generations and enchant countless crowds, including desperate criminals.

When I was eighteen, I was trading most of the nude photos with a boy of the same age Eric Taylor, whose household was so different from mine, and most of the guys swore they wanted to grow up in it. Eric and his half-sister Sandy were being raised by two moms. The thin African-American Doris and Louise, Mexican lady of slightly plumper shapes. The boys in the neighborhood joked that Doris must have met her wife at an anti-immigration department because she worked as a police officer.

Dinner guest explodes for wife

This is a story based on a fantasy that I have (and yet to share w/my wife). Enjoy!

The party was winding down, we had some friends over for some food and drink. My wife was smiling and talking with everyone, making sure they had full plates and cups. I did the same, talking to the husbands and friends of friends.

One guy, Jeremy, was an interesting guy. He came with my buddy and his wife because he was vising from out of state. He was in medical sales, and often had to travel but would stay a few nights in towns where he had friends. He and I hit it off, similar sense of humor. We exchanges stories from our youth and college days, travel tales, and the like.

Jeremy has been all over, but loves Latin America and sorta gave me a “wink” as he was referring to having great times with some ladies.

“I’m really into latinas” he said.

I laughed. My wife is Latina so surely she caught his eye then.

People were heading for the doors until it was just me, my wife, and Jeremy. Jeremy chatted as he helped us clean up the place. Around midnight, he got ready to go…

Tammi and the Bully – Part 1 (F solo) (mast.) (dildo) (shower)

Hey everybody. It was my cake day yesterday and I wanted to repost this series I wrote about a year ago here. Would love to hear what you think. I’ve been toying with the idea of creating another series of smaller, single post stories with these characters and I’m open to suggestions.

All characters are 18+.

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Timmy opened the freezer door and hung his head with a sigh before rummaging around for something cold, a fresh shiner gleamed in black and blue under his right eye. He shook off the freezer burn on some frozen peas and sauntered over to the kitchen island, pulled out a stool and plopped himself down in defeat. He had a long day and it showed in his exhausted body and face that was no doubt going to be the only topic of conversation for the rest of the night. He was dreading the moment his parents got home, especially his mother Tammi.

EST: The Outlaw Chapter 4 Part 2 of 2 (MF FF Violence Rape)

Pop…

I, we stared into each other’s eyes. I could feel the tension even before my cunt slapped his dick. Seizing my hips, holding me still while my pussy bucked forward for his cock!

Knowing that if Hernando caught me he could have my life ended like that. Especially cause this is his chica. His claim, his treasure, his… Fuck it and fuck him! Since chica had mounted me then he must not be able to satisfy her carnal lust. “You want to ride the Bull chica?” I questioned her intentions. “The Boss is not cuming after you is he?” My own sense of chivalry is shrinking by the moment. Lifting her up, till I could feel the air brush against my cock. Holding her up there as I stared at those big tits. Dropping her right on my cock which stood at an impressive twelve inches.

To feel what he, the Bull did was so wrong. To lift me up just by my waist and drop me on his cock while staring at my chest! Normally I would have slapped him! Butt the feel of his cock. The further I feel, the deeper his cock got! I could feel it pressing against my cervix. The pain and yet I wanted more!

A Series of Letters: Brynn 1 – [29F, 31M, 30F, 33M, 33M][Infidelity, Dom/Sub, Punishment, Chastity]

{This is the first chapter in a series of erotic shorts. For a full list of the chapters, and other original Reddit posts, check out the pinned post on my profile u/rvaanonguy1}

Dear Andy,

Andy, Andy, Andy, Andy. Wow.

Writing your name instead of your nickname doesn’t make you tougher or intimidating.

Let me tell you: that letter is not what you want to write to keep a woman.

Look, Manny is boring. But he holds doors open. He’s sweet. He is a bit try-hard macho at times, but it’s not toxic like you can be. He’s respectful. If that’s boring, then boring is fucking hot. Boring can fuck me any time he wants.

That said, it isn’t Manny you need to worry about. Worry about Scott. It’s Scott’s thick, dark cock you’ve been jacking off to all these years, jealous that it fucked your wife before you could, as you said, “lock that down.”

Oh… Wait… She’s fucking Manny. I guess you never really “locked that down.”

I guess I should have mentioned two things: 1. This isn’t Tamara. 2. That you left with your letter box isn’t empty.