The Booze Cruise Orgy [Group]

This happened a few years ago, when my wife and I were newly engaged and backpacking in SE Asia. Let’s call her Tash. At the time, she was 29 and I was 32. Tash is a very sexy strawberry blonde with an athletic dancer’s body and perky C cups. I wasn’t in the best shape of my life then, but not bad. I’m tall, white and goofy.

Brevity is not my strong point – buckle in for a long one.

Earlier in the trip, we had a couple boozey nights where Tash was THIRSTY to slut it up with others, but wasn’t having any luck picking up hot backpackers to join us. This frustrated her a little. I suggested that next time we were in the mood, we should just be more up front about our ENM relationship and see who is down.

Fastforward to arriving at a party hostel in a new town, where we had a private room. The first thing we see is a sign for their weekly booze cruise down the river the following day and we sign up. Knowing how messy that will be, we have a chill night to ourselves.

My wife, my life (M/F)

My wife and I got into roleplay shortly after the pandemic hit. She is a nurse at a long term care facility by our house, about a 10 minute walk. Our roleplay usually happens after eating dinner or coming to bed after a bedtime bathroom routine. But when nurses were needed badly she had to do double shifts, and often worked after dark.

I decided I wanted to take roleplay a different direction. I got in my car and waited for her to leave work and walk her usual path back home. I would creep in my car behind her until she noticed my headlights. She would look behind and see me in my car. She wore her mask and I wore mine, and I rolled down the passenger window and said, “How much? ”

She was puzzled for a second, but then approached the car and asked, “Looking for company, are you?” I pulled out some cash and said, “Of course. Let’s work something out.”

She got in the car and I gave her a fake name. “My names Harry, how about you?”
“Scarlett,” she says, knowing I have a thing for Scarlett Johansson. I give her the cash and she tells me there’s an empty lot behind the liquor store on the way home. Of course I already knew where she was leading me.

[MF] Valentine’s Day Weekends Ends in Multiple Orgasms

This is a true story from a few weekends ago.

Let me start off with a little background before Valentine’s Day. I wanted to do something for my wife for Valentine’s Day that she would love. I love making her happy and it will better my chances of ending the night with sex, and not the usual 5 minute married sex where you try to cum before your kids bother you, but the sex like we had in college. As we have kids, I thought a weekend away from the kids along with shopping and a really nice dinner was the perfect recipe for my wife. I found a nice hotel in a great shopping area with many shops in walking distance. Reservations were then made at the nicest restaurant in town. Now on to Valentine’s Day.

I had someone lined up to watch the kids for the weekend so once they arrived, we departed. She hates driving so I made sure I drove to increase my wife’s happiness level. We get to the hotel and just lay and talk for a few minutes, which was nice as we usually have the kids running around. To paint you a picture, she was wearing a nice sweater which covered her amazing boobs (D cup) and yoga pants. I don’t get a chance to see her in yoga pants often so I was definitely checking her out and already getting turned on. She has the type of curvy ass that makes yoga pants every guy’s favorite pair of pants.

Punishment Birching for an Errant Housemaid [M/F] [No Sex] [Victorian Setting]

A butler of a noble house is a curious and complex role. On the one hand, you must be the first to anticipate the needs of your employer (whose name I have omitted here for the sake of decency) but also learn to pivot on a moment’s notice if those needs should change. Whereas a laundry maid may expect on most days to have a certain number of linens to wash, a butler can be taken on unawares by the arrival of an unexpected guest or the sudden desire for his employer to take a stroll in the spring air or a journey into London.

And then there is the matter of the staff. A butler is the captain of his platoon of household servants. If there is disagreement among two staff members, it is the butler’s job to find an amicable resolution. If there is a sudden departure, it is the butler’s job to find a suitable replacement. And when there is a staff member who isn’t performing up to the expectations of their station, it is the butler’s job to make sure that their performance improves.

My Brother’s Wife (Part 7)[M/F][Cheating]

My father disappeared just as suddenly as he had arrived, but I knew that he’d seen everything.

He saw Dani’s legs wrapped around me, my shorts at my knees, and my ass on full display.

He heard me groan like an animal as I exploded inside of her, all while I was swirling in the strange mixture of pleasure and shame.

It was only a matter of time until somebody caught us, but why the fuck did it have to be him? I suppose it could have been worse—it could have been my mom—but I found myself wishing that Mike had caught us instead. We could have hashed it out right there, falling into a frenzy of flying fists and cursing each other until one of us emerged victoriously. It would have been messy, but at least the conflict would have been direct.

Dani slipped down from my arms as the door slammed shut, already sobbing, her voice full of panic. “Oh my god. Oh my god. What the fuck, Alex? He saw us. What the fuck are we going to do?”

“I don’t know…”

[One Shot] Luis

Ken was busying himself in the kitchen as he was in the middle of cooking lunch for not only himself but also his wife and one of his old school days friend that he had helped by letting him stay at his home while he looks for a job and a place to stay. It was only recently about a month ago when he was sitting in his living room reading a book together with his wife May when he heard his front doorbell ringing. Only for him to open it up and saw Luis standing there with a duffle bag over his shoulder, the last time he had seen him was years ago when they bumped into each other at Walmart.

He had heard from Luis how after he had joined a gang after school and was pretty high up in the order of it by then when they had met each other again at Walmart. He never saw him again after that co-incidental meeting, only next to see his face appearing in the newspapers about him being sent to prison on some charges for several years. Ken was pretty sure he still had some time to go left but Luis told him he was let out early for good behaviour. He had no where to go after getting out and had recalled Ken mentioning to him the neighbourhood he lived in when they last saw each other, so he thought to come here to ask for a little help while he gets himself back on his feet.

Routine sleepover becomes 3-way [FFM]

Let me start this story by prefacing that I’m not a formal writer but more a long winded storyteller who hates grammer. I’ve read a few stories here and felt it was time to share one of my own.

At the time of this story my wife and I were newlyweds and in our early 20’s. I will be changing names to protect the innocent…. Although as you will read…. Innocence was far from anyone’s mind.

A little about the cast for tonight’s story:
I’m 5’10, 215 lbs, long blond hair, short facial hair, white. I’m not too into working out but am in decent shape. You can call me Han.

My wife is 5’2″ 115 lbs, b/c cup boobs, a nice little ass and long straight brown hair past her butt. She’s part Greek and part Native American and very hippy. She’s one of the sexiest women I’ve seen. She bears a striking resemblance to Gretchen Wilson. Let’s call her Leia

All day piss session (MF, piss, cumkiss, creampie cleanup, fiction)

My wife and I have been drinking each others piss for a while now. We decided it was time to play a game. We would try to go the whole day only pissing in each other’s mouths. We knew we would have all of Saturday to ourselves so we decided that this would be the day to try being each other’s piss pots all day long.

Friday night we started to prepare, the first thing we did was put on the waterproof sheets, just in case of an over flow. She likes how I taste when I drink green tea much more than when I drink beer so that evening I loaded as much as possible with green tea so that I would be full in the morning. She drank water all evening long. I was hard all evening in anticipation of the following day.

[MF] Pants On, Pants Off: Sporty, Sexy Wife Gives Her Husband An Unexpected Erruption

I posted this as a reply on a story a few days ago about eating pussy and cumming from it, but I felt like sharing it as my own post with a bit more detail. This is the main reason I love 69ing because it’s completely expected to get so into eating pussy that you cum.

I (33m) absolutely love eating my wife’s (33f) pussy and her ass. It’s something I could do every minute of the day anytime she asked. I’ve always loved eating pussy but eating out my wife is even more pleasurable for me. I don’t care if she’s fully waxed like she is now or when she was sporting a sexy little bush during the pandemic, i love it!

I should mention that I have a huge fetish for eating her pussy and ass after she works out. She tastes and smells so fucking good and combined that with seeing her peel off her yoga pants off her firm ass and toned thighs I immediately start leaking precum like a faucet. I also have a fetish for shiny/metallic/wet look/leather clothing like dresses, pants, bikinis, bodysuits, you name it.

NSFW Surprised by a Transwoman

I’ll admit that I was frustrated, and perhaps that clouded my judgement.

I’d posted a few times on craigslist and once that died on other sites lamenting my wife’s lack of
interest in performing oral on me and her lack of talent when she did occasionally get around to doing it.  Unfortunately, my inbox wasn’t exactly flooded with responses from sympathetic women eager to take me
into their own mouths.

In fact, the majority of responses I got were from men.  Some responses were along the lines of “I feel for you, bro.  My wife hasn’t sucked my cock in years.”  Most of the emails from guys were pointed offers to
suck me off.  I deleted these with a sigh – after all, that’s not what I was looking for.

Then my iphone buzzed with another message.  I popped open the email and saw a message labeled as being from a “Shannon.”  The text inside
simply said, “Come visit me and I guarantee you the most memorable blow
job you’ve ever experienced.”  Attached was a photo showing her in
slight profile, wearing a tight shirt that showed the curve of her
breasts and a mini-skirt beneath which I could see a hint of red
panties.