A Husband’s discipline

This is my first post here. Be kind please 😁

He sat down in his chair with his scotch to settle in for the night. It was getting late and he was just relaxing shirtless in front of the TV.  His phone buzzed and it was his wife

“Honey I can’t concentrate on getting my work done will you come help me?”

Not knowing what he could actually do to help her he replied “Sure. I’ll be right there”

As he walked and contemplated what in the world he was going to do to help he walked through the door to the office a d there he found her. Totally naked her hands on the arms of the chair and bent over.

She looked at him over her shoulderand said “I can’t seem to want to do my work. I keep getting distracted.  I need you to tell me to finish my work.”

Knowing how much she loved being submissive to him made him tingle  at the sight of her. Naked, waiting on him with her perfectly smooth ass and her curvy body with perfect breasts begging for his demanding touch.

A Father’s Struggle 15 – Sharer’s (fiction, family, bond, m/f, con, torture, exhib, teasing, Spying)

I stood with my sweats and underwear around my knees while my ‘*fellow*’ hanged freely making me feel like that guy in that tv show about a slave during Roman times where the main character was training to be a warrior for sport.

The scene I’m talking about is the one where this new trainee slave was asked to remove his trousers and stands there smugly smiling as his elephant trunk hanged freely.

Well that was me
.*sort of*.

If he was less attractive and had a more *average* penis instead of a extra large and long porn star cock.

And less chiseled. Instead more
.I looked down at myself
.lean I guess. Ok more averagely lean instead of cut lean.

*Sigh*

And less hair that was more cropped to his head.

**OK!!!** I’m average schmoe and he was a god which is probably why he got the part though he was a secondary character and not the main character in the show.

Still that’s how I felt standing there with my cock hanging out as I was being lusted after. Hell even I wished I had that guy’s elephant trunk.

[mf] wife’s (f31) first time with another man

I dropped her off at her cleaning job at the local school as I always do. She starts at 3pm just s as school finishes and works a couple of hours cleaning classrooms and offices. Each of the ladies she works with has their own areas and reports into the site manager, Craig.

As she was cleaning one of the classrooms she heard a sound coming from one of the offices. My wife went to check what the sound was. She moved closer to the office door and saw Sharon (one of the others cleaners) bent over a desk with Craig penetrating her from behind. Neither had seen her as they were facing away from her. Craig continued to pound Sharon with his cock as Sharon tried her hardest to stifle her moans.

My wife was a typical Pakistani woman. All her life she had only ever been with me Anna would only think of sex as part of her duty rather than for pleasure. She refused to watch porn with me so watching these two perform a love sex show right in front of her was definitely not something that wouldn’t turn her on.

[M/F] [Non-Con] [Breeding] Charity Event

This is a story I wrote a few months back. It does have themes of non-consent, humiliation, some bondage, and other similar themes. It also has a fictions device my mind created to make choking in this story easier. This device doesn’t exist. Similar existing devices should
NOT be used for safe choking practices.

With that being said, sorry for any typos, hope you enjoy.

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At work you’ve heard about a private party going on, something that you hear only in whispers. It catches your attention because the whispers imply something risquĂ©. You don’t know who is throwing the party, but it sounds like it may be run by one of the bank’s executives.

You can’t get the thought out of your head and you try your hardest to catch a whisper about who is throwing the event, or maybe where you can get a ticket.

After dinner, you mindlessly wash dishes, still not able to get the idea out of your mind. Your phone rings, it’s Tim. “Hey man, I had a thing I was going to go to tonight, something strange. Thing is, I’m with Jeanine now, so I’m gonna cancel. You interested in going?”

Picking up a Guy at the Bar While my Hubby Watched!

This weekend, I am going to a sex party. Without my husband. He knows and wants video. He wants to be cucked, but not in person. Not yet anyway. We’ve swapped before, I mean, just two weeks ago he invited his friends over during the football game and they all took turns fucking me. But that’s not the same as cucking. He wants a little humiliation, but not a lot. Not yet. He wants to see me with another man and not be allowed to fuck me himself. But he isn’t ready in person yet. And that’s okay. The whole idea of it makes me fucking wet.

So, at the sex party this weekend, I am going with a guy that I regularly fuck when my husband isn’t available. Hubby knows about him, it’s not cheating. We are in a somewhat poly relationship, though I sleep around far more than he does. Although, he did fuck the chick that came over during our football Free-Use Weekend. That was the first time I had ever seen him with another girl. It turned me on! The jealousy, the rage, the sex, fucking hot! Anyways, back to this weekend, or rather to last night.

Deck is Finished

First Time Writing. Constructive Comments Please.

It was a beautiful Spring Day, I had finally realized as I was driving down the road. Things had been pretty tough lately. As I pulled into my driveway I was surprised to see a pickup truck sitting there. I then remembered that my buddy Chris promised to come by and finish working on my new deck. The deck was costing me quite a bit of money so I was very happy that he was able to come by and finish the work.

I was anxious to see the progress he had made so I decided to go around to the back of the house and check out his work. From the back lawn the deck looked great, I was pleased. I started to climb the new stairs that he installed and see the top portion, as I slowly climbed the stairs admiring the quality of his work, I started to hear what sounded like low distant moans. I stopped and looked around just in case there was an injured animal. I saw nothing and resumed my way to the top.

Love in the Time of COVID, or my affair with my sister in law [MF]

Okay, confession time: several months ago, I started having an affair with my Sister in law.

My wife’s older sister, Lisa, has been having marital problems for as long as I’ve known her. Her husband is rich as hell (family money, doesn’t do shit), and he acts like a perpetual adolescent in many ways. They have a five year old boy that he didn’t really want, and doesn’t really care about. Lisa met him when she was 18, (she’s 33 now) and my wife’s family was pretty poor, so I think all the money and overseas trips dazzled her. But he always jokes that he “got her on sale.”

My wife and her sister are both very attractive, but since this is about Lisa I’ll focus on her. Lisa is about 5’7” and fit. She has dark hair, green eyes, a great smile, B cup tits, and a perfect round ass – definitely her best feature. It’s hard not to stare, especially at the beach. Seeing Lisa in a bikini is always a treat. She has amazing hipbones. She doesn’t work, so all she does is stay in shape and take care of their son. She has a runners body. She’s more athletic than my wife, who is very petite.

The Babysitter, pt 1

The date ended sooner than expected, leaving me with a bad taste for the online scene. My “match” was just as pretty and friendly as she’d led me to believe, but was part of a married couple looking for their plus 1 – not something I’m interested in. Especially as I’m just getting back into the dating process after finally convincing myself it’s what my late wife would have wanted.

I return home with a confusing mix of disappointment and relief, prepared to work out the pent up frustrations by myself after checking on my kids and dismissing the babysitter, Andrea. Both kids are in bed, sleeping soundly as they usually are when I get back from whatever distracting adventure I may be on, Andrea greeting me from the living room with a start. She hadn’t expected me back so soon, probably thought someone was breaking in. Poor thing. Not that she’d be completely defenseless in that situation, I reckon she could take down most intruders.

Satyr and Sylph – Chapter 1

A retired rock roadie finds out he may have some of that rock n’ roll aura when the girl next door starts something with him…

It was a lazy kind of summer, a slow heat that baked my brain into a nice warm fuzz. The kind of summer for lazing in the garden, watching bees bumble around. Perfect festival weather. Shit, those had been good times, but I didn’t miss the hard work on stage and behind the scenes.

As I dozed off, the buzzing of the bees turned into the distant roar of the crowd. Hungry for the band to come up. My body tensed as I wrestled an imaginary monitor. I smelt the sweat and beer wafting from the crowd, and the rubbery stench of hot wires under the lights.

My doorbell ringing shocked me awake. I jerked up, spilling my water over my crotch. The perfect ‘I’ve just pissed myself’ look. That was another festival memory, everybody had woken up in a strange place having pissed themselves.

The door rang again and I stomped through my house to see who was bothering me. It wasn’t even noon yet.

Married couple, just not to each other. Part 1

So, I have this FWB I have been seeing for about a year. I
thought I would share how we got here and some of our stories. This may not be
for everyone as yes, we both cheat on our significant other. But the fun we
have is worth talking about.

I can set here and tell you all, all the reasons why etc.
But that is not why you are here.

All I have to say is, God this is a small world. I travel
for a living and when I’m a lone on the road I will be ion my hotel room
browsing the net. To tell the truth I had never met anyone from the net but I
like to look and see what is out there. The few times I have played on the
side, has been all about timing. Right place right time. Not really looking for
it but at the same time. I love to flirt to see if I still have it.

When I’m a lone in my room I have a routine of reading emails,
to checking sports, to perving some pics, to reading erotica and love checking
out the local groups just to see what is happening. It keeps me busy till I
need to rub one out and go to bed.