The night my Cousin’s girlfriend (24) woke me (30) up. [MF]

So this happened when I was 30. I was single at the time and living alone. One night my cousin and his girlfriend came over to have dinner and watch movies. My cousin, let’s call him Ray, and I were close. He was 6 years younger than me and in college. His girl, she’ll go by Lisa, was cute, sweet, and bubbly. She was 5’1″, thin, with a pretty face, a cute butt, and huge boobs. She was very self conscious about her body, I guess she had been overweight when she was younger but had lost it, except for in her boobs. I’d find out later she was a 34ddd, and they were very bouncy.

Anyways, while we were watching movies it had started snowing outside, by the time we noticed it there was no way my Cousin could drive home. So the two would spend the night in my guest room, which was right across the hall from my room.

I slept till about 1am, but I’m a light sleeper and woke when I heard someone using the bathroom. I didn’t think much about it and closed my eyes to go back to sleep. I tended to sleep nude back then and rarely used blankets.

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.

For my viewing pleasure [MF] [Threesome]

My wife was sitting up on the couch, her low-rise jeans dangling off her legs as her hands pushed my friend’s eager mouth deeper into the source of her pleasure.

With her loud, breathy moans filling the room and her eyes clenched tight in ecstasy, I quickly took up a better position to watch the scene.

My buddy was kneeling in front of her, his pants unbuttoned and his head wrapped in her grinding thighs.

I could not believe how horny I was!

Apparently, the wine and shots at the club had loosened both my wife’s inhibitions — and her hips.

She lustily bit her bottom lip, rhythmically swaying as he sated his voracious appetite, bringing her to the brink of climax.

Then, without warning, her eyes popped open as she let out a brief squeal of relief as the warm wave of passion’s peak passed over her.

My friend straightened up, and got a good look as my wife unburdened herself of her blouse and bra.
When she unclasped her firm C-cups, he pounced on them like a monkey on a cupcake.

Wife’s first time being shared [FM]

A close couple friend of ours likes to host summer gatherings with food, drinks and good conversation at their house in the backyard a few times a year. They live in the city outskirts but not so far you couldn’t Uber home if you were too intoxicated. They always offered their guest bedrooms if anyone wanted to sleep off the alcohol, we stayed the night the first time they hosted but hadn’t since.

This past summer a friend of a couple’s friend attended that we had never met before. Normally my husband spends time with his buddies and we both cycle through everyone making small talk separately keeping it light, fun and flirty. As it was getting dark with orange skies struggling to keep it light, the friend sat down next to me on a bench outside. I had just finished a conversation catching up and everyone else had broken off. We said hi to each other and the flirtatious small talk began, there was strong eye contact from the start and whiffs of his cologne smelled really good pulling me in albeit I was tipsy. I noticed him eye my boobs in my low cut sundress when I picked my napkin off the ground. My husband doesn’t mind and encourages me to flirt, he was nowhere to be found. Over the next 3 hours, we continued to get to know each other and laughed quite a bit, most people had left and anyone who was staying was sleeping over or taking an Uber home.

Hot wife [MF] 27

My wife has thrown the idea of a threesome around quite a bit and it has me so excited to try it sometime she was saying she wanted to start out chatting with another F to test the waters to see how it goes and possibly move on to meeting up! If you wanna try feel free I have other stories on my account about my wife if you’re up for reading! Little about us were both 27 I’m 6′ dad bod with a beard she’s 5’6″ brunette and curvy as hell with an ass to die for with beautiful tits!

[M][MF][MFM] I (36M) jerk off constantly to the details of my wife (38F) cheating on me. Long read.

I’m going to preface this entire post with acknowledging that a lot of how I’ve dealt and processed it not necessarily is not the “healthiest”.

My wife and I met through a mutual friend. We began our relationship long distance, as she was from my area back home and I was stationed on the east coast. After 4 months of texting and calling she drove out for a long weekend. 3 months later I fly home and find out she fucked her married neighbor in her driveway one night after she got off work. She finished him off by opening the door, crawling out real fast, and sucking him off before pulling up her scrub bottoms (nurse) and going inside. It pissed me off but we stayed together.

A few months later she flew back out to do job interviews before moving across country. She left her phone in the car during her second interview I drove her to and I went through it, to find her sexting and exchanging masturbation pics with her ex-husband… texts that were sent the night before her flight. Again, infuriated but I fucked out my aggression and we moved on.

Back To His Roots: Chapter 7

“Looks like they’re pulling over. Permission to engage?” the voice asked.
“No. Just monitor for now. The timing needs to be right. Use the directional microphone and listen in.” the male voice directed through the crackling headset.
The figure leant back and grabbed a gun-shaped device and pointed it discretely over the steering wheel of their car, popping in an earbud and connecting it to the gadget.
“Listening in now.” they said.
Bree swung open the car door and Jake crossed the yard to survey the house; a small home surrounded by much larger houses. His first impression was immediately one of claustrophobia with such big homes stretching above the small house.
“We might as well give it a look.” Jake said dejectedly.
Bree, picking up on Jakes tone, looped her arm through his.
“Come on. Maybe it’s bigger than it looks.” she winked, patting him on his firm rump.
The two disappeared into the house, while their uninvited guest patiently awaited their return, listening in with their device.

[MF] 26 – How my wife’s slutty yoga pants ended us spending an hour with mall security

Wife here:
Here with my second slutty confession and to give you some context, husband (then boyfriend) and I come from a super conservative country where PDA is illegal let alone public sex. For as long as we’ve known each other, we’re two super horny adults crazy for each other. Whether it’s 30 seconds or 30 days that we get together, we just wanna eat each other out wherever we are!

This was a time when we were still dating and in college, with neither of us having our own place to go to. We’d often rent hotel rooms, Airbnb’s, and beach huts. But the exhibitionist in us also loves having sex in public! The risk of getting caught just adds to the adrenaline.

so this one time we found ourselves in a mall parking lot. After a steamy make-out session, I was too turned on and couldn’t help myself anymore so I went to the car backseat and dropped my pants off, arching my back, begging husband to fuck my brains out. He gives in and decides to fuck me right there, his glorious ass pounding in my pussy. I could feel his dick throbbing when we hear loud knocking at the door. We see around and to our (pleasant) surprise, we’re surrounded by 4 uniformed officers! They ask us to get out and escort us to their office.

Lactating my sister [M/F]

“OMG I can’t believe she can already walk!” Harsha exclaims excited as soon as he sees his sister’s daughter Lasya.

He quickly takes her into his arms and make faces just to play with her. His sister, Saritha and her husband smile and just walk inside the house while Harsha’s dad takes the luggage inside and their mom receives them in a comforting way. All of them settle on couch and the house if filled with happiness at once because of their arrival. After Saritha’s marriage, they moved to another city and they visit her mom’s place once in a year during summer or so. Her husband does exports business, so he would be having work without any regular timings and the whole week too. The last time she came home was when she was pregnant, with lasya inside her and it’s been 2 years already since Lasya was born.

Mr. Smith: The Inception (part 1 of 4)

Mr. Smith
Part 1
The Inception
By DD.Secrets

I’m not sure when I developed this desire to watch my wife play with other guys. I know that it began very early on. When I was a kid I started reading sex stories in Penthouse magazine. I was honestly more interested in the stories than of the pictures of the slut of the month. I recall reading a lot of stores that had to do with a cheating wife or about the husband that had a friend over to watch a ball game and they got a little drunk and the husband let the friend have a peek at his naked wife as she slept.

Those stories were the foundation of my child hood. Not Nintendo or Xbox like most kids, but erotic stories. I didn’t quite understand why it aroused me or why I had to read more and more of it. I was just a kid, but I knew how wrong it was to have these thoughts and desires, but I was hooked!