I woke up the next day later than intended. The girls were all finishing up breakfast by the time I made it to the kitchen, Janelle leaning over to eat some cereal placed on the island, the exact spot where I’d pumped two loads into her the night before. My eyes lingered on her barely covered ass, the tight yoga pants leaving little to the imagination. She smiled brightly at me when I walked in, biting her lip as she looked at my crotch. Samantha, Blaire, and Claire were all at the table, each of them sharing a coy giggle as I slipped around behind Janelle to get to the refrigerator. My wife was humming happily to herself over a couple of pans while she cooked eggs and bacon, and I cozied up next to her with a cold bottle of water. She kissed me on the cheek when I picked up the spatula, agitating the eggs while she turned the bacon.
Tag: Wife
Graduation Sleepover, pt 1
I really just couldn’t believe it. Tomorrow, my little girl, the light of my life would be walking the stage and graduating! In a few short months she’d be leaving her mother and me for college, and writing her own next chapter. Proud tears form in my eyes as I get ready for bed, reflecting on all the fond memories of my little Claire growing up as I brush my teeth.
A few friends of hers were over for a slumber party. They were referring to it as a “fond farewell to childhood,” one last hurrah before leaving the safety and comfort of home. I can hear them giggling from the master bathroom connected to the bedroom I share with my wife, the fun they’re having echoing from a room on the floor above. Samantha, Janelle, Blaire and Claire. Best friends since at least middle school, Blaire and Claire going all the way back to kindergarten.
Help me choose
I’m at a lost for what to write next. Should I continue with the story of myself, my GF(wife), an her brother? Or should I store about the first time myself and my cousin tag team my GF(wife). Whos ever leading in the next two hours, I’ll write about that.
How I Became a Cuckold Pt 8 – In Our Marital Bed
She crawled up the stairs as we followed behind. Or rather, I followed behind both of them, as we walked up the stairs close behind her. I knew the view he must have been getting… admiring what he was going to take very soon. She got into our bedroom, turned toward him and remained kneeling, expectantly. I’m sure she thought she would be sucking cock again soon.
“Tony, come here beside us and undress. Keep your underwear on.” I felt my face redden, knowing that I was wearing a pair of her panties under my jeans (as he had directed), and she had no idea yet. I undressed and dropped my shirt, my socks, and my jeans over by the wall and stood beside them, naked except for the black pair of silk panties covering my hard cock… well, mostly covering, as the head was peaking out above the elastic.
“Michelle, you told me how rarely he was hard with you. Don’t feel bad Tony, she was sympathetic and understanding, but the fact is you’ve never been as hard with her as you are right now. Is that right?”
“Y… yes, Sir.”
[MF] Caught my wife being spit roasted at a house party.
My wife has always been a well reserved shy woman. Unless she is drinking that is.. we have been together since we were 18, (both currently 33), so we both missed out on all the hookup stages growing up. I was the only guy she was ever with.. until recently.
This past summer she had a fling with an old college friend at a wedding were were attending (see my other story for that erotic experience) He came back to our hotel room and we both fucked her. Since then… she has turned into such a little slut. She is constantly horny. We haven’t had the chance to line up another threesome as our lives are busy, but we had been talking about it.
Skip forward to this past weekend.. we were lucky enough to find a sitter for our kids for the whole night, so we attended a younger friends house party (a girl she plays volleyball with) and had plans on staying over as were not going to be driving.
My First Orgy
3rd February: AM.
I awoke this morning with trepidation, anxiety and a feeling in the pit of my stomach that acknowledged that today was going to be the day I was going to change the course of my adult life and cross boundaries that were previously thought unbroachable. At least by society, that is. I’m not going to lie, I’m by no means a prude, perhaps inexperienced, but not a prude. I love fucking. I love doing it, I love listening to it, I love watching other people do it.
I couldn’t face breakfast, not even coffee, and it was only when my alarm went off on my phone, giving me that fifteen-minute countdown before I had to leave my apartment, that I realised I was kneeling in the shower, such was the daze and level of pre-occupation my mind had been placed under. I’d washed thoroughly, shaved, and applied a number of different perfumes. It’s something I was taught as an exchange student whilst living and studying in Italy. Apply one fragrance to your ankles, another to your midriff, and another to your wrists and neck, and make sure the scents all complement each other.
A flaming hot reencounter with a redhead friend from college
Hello, everyone. This is my first story ever, so any constructive criticism is welcomed. I am pretty proud of how it turned out. Enjoy :)
It was another really tough day at work. My company was in the process of expanding abroad, and I had do extra hours, crunching numbers and doing financial analysis. It was extremely boring and exhausting, but the pay was good and I didn’t have any other option. I looked at the big clock in the office wall, which marked 18:50h, and decided to call it a day. My but and legs were sore after seating for almost ten hours straight, only getting up to use the bathroom and have lunch. The first few steps were a bit of a struggle and I could feel the tension in my entire body. There were only two other people left. I said goodbye, and they nodded their heads as a response, with their eyes still glued to the computer screens. I looked at myself in the elevator mirror, and though I had aged ten years in a single day. My eyes looked tired, my hair was greasy, and I couldn’t remove the frown on my face, no matter how hard I tried. I got to my car and drove home as fast as possible. On of the only advantages of working late is that there is almost no traffic when you go home, so the trip only took me five minutes.
My wife: The unaware whore-Part 3
Is it real or is it memorex??
Being a very religious individual, my wife would never agree to share her body with other people. That is why it is so exciting when I can manipulate the situation where men can use her body without her knowledge.
She is a lightweight after having any alcohol and knows I will take advantage of it. She KNOWS I have sex with her when she is sleeping.
When my wife is stressed out, she takes a little oval pill to help her sleep. After taking the pill, NOTHING can wake her. When I discovered this, I decided to have fun with it. The pill had so much controversy about it. Allegedly people could take it and do bizarre things, not remembering anything. I thought about this for a long time but was going to use this to my advantage as well!
My wife was 42 at the time. We were on a vacation at the beach. It happened to be the end of spring break so there was alot of college kids in the area. She didn’t sleep well the previous night because of alot of noise at the hotel we were staying at. She decided to take one of her pills. By 930pm, she was out cold. To test things, I squeezed her nipple very hard, no response! I slapped her face, no response!
My [M] First Creampie Threesome
I was 22, fresh out of college and at my first real job. It was near the end of my first year in the military with my ship returning to homeport. Naturally I started browsing porn, which led to CraigsList. Like most guys, I didn’t have much luck looking for women, so I started replying to couples looking for a guy. I was straight and figured why not try something new. Pussy is pussy.
I was elated when a young military couple replied to me and wanted to meet. He was 28, hwp 5’10”. She was gorgeous: 5’3” 120lbs, b cups. Both were young professionals with a classy and sophisticated looks. I am 5’9” with an athletic build.
I arrived at their house around 8. We shared a few beers together. They sat next to each other with me in a chair in their living room. She was extremely quiet and shy. But her husband and I hit it off. Made sense with us both being in the military. I kept looking over at her and complimented her but she said very little.
[M]y first time with a man from the internet
I was 18 when I met up with my first and only r/randomactsofblowjob guy. I had never sucked a dick before, but fuck me i wanted to so bad. I was a young person who’d never gotten to touch the real thing. I was thrilled to find that sub, where the opportunity seemed so real. And it was real. I messaged with a 28 y/o guy who was staying near where I worked. All I’d seen of him was a dick pic, but I was down and so desperate to suck my first cock. It had become an obsession.
He was tall and thin. Basketball shorts and a t shirt. He’d just showered. He saw me and was clearly disappointed. I was fat and so, so young. Looking back he must have felt so weird. We sat down, and made some small talk. He was watching the place for a member of his family. He was married, but his wife was “cool with it”, who knows if she really was. Eventually he just gestured to his cock, and I grabbed it through his shorts. Big and hard. I was surprised. There was no affection or intimacy in that room. He just wanted someone to touch his penis, and I just wanted that penis. Nothing more. But he was still hard. Especially hard.