Dirty Jenga Round 3

(Swingers, MFMF, MFFM)

The game didn’t last long. It didn’t need to. Ben pulled a number four, which required the men to give two minutes of oral sex to their partners.  Jessica finally had a reason to take her pants off, and there was no asking whether her bra matched her panties, because she wasn’t wearing any. She hammed it up as Dominic pulled her pants off. She stood facing away from us and bent over with her legs locked straight, giving us all a view of her plump, round ass, and smooth black legs. I couldn’t help but run my own hands along the outside of her hips, scraping my fingers lightly along her skin until I saw goosebumps prickle up. Then Ben dove into me like I was water in the desert, and I watched as Dominic did the same to Jessica. In those two minutes, which the men must have stretched on for a while longer than that, I edged near orgasm twice, and only didn’t due to my own significant effort to hold off.

When they were done, they both flopped back onto their seats on the couch, catching their breath. Jessica and I were completely naked, but the men were still wearing their underwear. 

Our [MF] first time at a LifeStyle Club

We love taking pictures and video during our playdates but sadly we likely won’t ever really get footage from the best place for swinging: LS clubs. On Saturday night, we went to our first ever LS club event: the PJ party at The Body Shop in Pittsburgh.

We applied and were approved for membership just last week and the biggest immediate benefit has been the huge social aspect of it, where reach couple has their own profile with pics and description of what they want. Being the new fish in the pond, we had a lot of messages coming in, which we were thankful because there are some amazingly hot people who are members.

Over the past week though, we had been chatting with a few different couples and one couple took us under their wing and were able to answer all of our obnoxiously specific questions about the club. Their guidance through chatting during the week though made us feel so much more comfortable once we were in the club.

How I Became a Cuckold pt 5 – The Morning Before

I woke up the next morning to a text from Tim that said “let me know when you’re up. We have things to plan.” I walked downstairs, leaving her in bed and texted him. My phone range almost immediately.

He asked if I enjoyed last night, and I said yes very much. I said that I’d never cum like that before. He laughed and said he knew. He asked if I was hard right now. Truth was, I was, and I was standing in the kitchen slowly rubbing my cock through my underwear, feeling the slickness of precum already soaking through the cotton. I admitted I was and he said I was not to touch myself today and certainly not to cum. I immediately stopped and said, “yes, Sir.”

He asked if I was sure I wanted to go ahead with this. I said of course. He said that once he stepped into our house, my chance to say no was over. If I wanted to back out, I could back out right now and we all just had a fun night, but once he was there my job was to obey. I felt a growing pressure and nervousness in my chest, but I said, “Yes… yes. I want this. I need this more than anything. You know this and so do I.” He said yes he knew, but just to be sure. Once he arrived I could not say no. She could… she could back out… it was his job to seduce her and to keep that from happening, but I could not.

A Transformation, From Good Wife to HotWife [wifeshare]

After talking about it, and weighing the pros and cons, we, my husband and I, have decided to dip into unchartered waters, for us anyway. What does this mean? It means I’m going to be a hotwife! And I am super excited. For those of you that don’t know, that means I can have sex with others and my husband is okay with it, as long as I tell him, of course. So, two nights ago we fired up my old Tinder account and began the search. Just as before, it wasn’t hard to find my inbox flooded with replies. After chatting with a few, we landed on one that’s a keeper. I won’t use his real name, but I’ll call him Jake. Jake is hot. That was one of the requirements that my husband asked for. “If you’re gonna fool around, at least make sure the guy is hot.” Well, this one is! I’ll save his details for later, when I actually meet him.

Taking Control Back [MF] (My Sister-In-Laws: Part 2)

Wow. Thank you for all the feedback and support everyone. It is definitely encouraging for me to continue this small project.

I’ll start this post off addressing a couple of things. As for descriptions, all three sisters are about the same height, around 5’2. I’m 6’2 for comparison.

My wife Amy is voluptuous, with very large breasts and an ass that matches with a waist that gives her a full-figured hourglass. Long shapely legs from an active lifestyle. She has longish hair that is just past her shoulders and is a natural brunette but dyes it from time to time to various colors. She dresses relatively modestly normally, she does have some wild outfits for special occasions, but her figure naturally makes almost anything look to some degree revealing and provocative. Quite a few piercings and tattoos. (Yes, nipple piercings as well. No, no genetalia piercings. Yet.)

Samantha is small and lean. The only thing a bra does for her is hide her relatively large nipples from always poking through. She has long brunette hair that hangs nearly to her ass. She tends to wear revealing clothes that accentuate her figure as best she can, or loose clothes that engulf her thin frame. Piercings in her ears and nose, no tattoos.

Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 5 – A Broken Ornament [MFf][mc][nc][rape][bd][Mdom][inc][humil][Sadism][ws]

[Start at chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/szjolv/possession_christmas_vengeance_chapter_1_warming/)

DISCLAIMERS

These disclaimers are to help you know if my story is for you or not. I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn’t sound like your kind of thing!

The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through the eyes of a VILLAIN. If you do not enjoy very dark themes, this is not for you!

Please note, every chapter gets more extreme! 9-part story.

This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are 18+. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FETISH WARNINGS

-Rape/Abuse/Violence
/Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism

-Incest

-Bondage

-Gross smelling/tasting (armpits, sweat, etc)

-Eating creampie

-Fingering dirty asshole

-Forced deflowering
/ Blood

-Unconscious

-Pissing
and other bodily fluids

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Chapter 5 – A Broken Ornament

[MFM] An account of the wonderful night when I, a mature naturally dominant man (47), was asked to be a Bull for a young couple (26F, 28M) who wanted to try cuckolding

I’m in my late 40’s. I’ve been a Dom for a long as I remember, but I’ve defined myself as a service Dom for about the last five years or so, since one of my subs pointed out that it’s a good description of my Domming style – I try to give my partners the best experience I can, and tailor the experience specifically to their wants and needs. I’ve also been Bull to a few couples, and wanted to have more experiences of that sort. So I created this Reddit account. Very soon after creating the account I made contact with a married couple. They were in their mid-20’s, had been together since they were in their teens, and had been married for five years. They had only had sexual experiences with each other, but were sexually adventurous. She was the more dominant one of the couple and they had started to play with BDSM, with him submitting to her. They had talked about cuckolding, and they both found the idea of a Bull exciting. She also found the idea of submitting to a more dominant man exciting, and she found older dominant men especially attractive.

“A shy wife” – a short story.

Angela, 30 years old was a shy wife. Her only weakness was a compliment.

One day she went to a massage parlour to get a massage. She laid down on the table waiting for her masseur. When the masseur arrived he was awestruck by seeing her naked body.

He said ” You have a beautiful body”.

Hearing this complient angela’s mind went blank and gave herself up.

How I Became a Cuckold Pt 4 (My wife finally gets involved)

“Are you ok? How was it?” I asked breathlessly as she came in the door.

I had to ask. I couldn’t tell from looking. She came in the door from her first meeting with Tim, and I couldn’t tell how she felt. She was shaking, excited, maybe on the edge of panic… so many things in her eyes… even a little guilt. “I’m ok. It was… I don’t know what to say. It was good.”

I hugged her, gave her a quick kiss, and told her I loved her and that I was glad she did this, that I was glad she was doing this for me… for us. I was having trouble with my words too. And then I said, “he called. I know we have instructions.”

She nodded and I followed her to the bedroom. Though she’d left the heels by the door, I could see the skirt… the skirt that I had bought for him, at his request, and to his specifications… I could see her ass and thighs move clearly under the tight skirt. We went into the bedroom. I nodded, and she nervously dialed him on her phone. She said hi, and then fumbled a moment putting him on speaker.

Young virgin begins a sexual relationship with an older man. When his friends catch them in the act, she begins to fantasize about being used by his older friends… (24F/59M, con, f-solo, voy)

I’m so desperate for you.

My pussy is always wet, making it difficult for me to concentrate on my work, and it’s only gotten harder to focus since I’ve been working from home. For relief, I take breaks to rub my clit or hump whatever I’m sitting on. Sometimes when I’m really desperate but don’t have the time to do anything about it, I’ll get on all fours, arch my back, and pretend your cock’s behind me and you’re about to press in. I only have the time to do this for a few minutes, but the fantasy does help.

Though I try not to, I always end up thinking about you. How hard you get, how thick you are, and then I’m right back to where I started; humping my chair and rubbing my clit as I try to distract myself from how empty I am. You’re busy right now and have your phone off, but I wish I could call you and have you talk me through my orgasm. It’ll end exactly how it always ends; me, almost on the verge of tears as I beg for your cock.