Friday begins the same as every other day, where I wake up, take a shower, get dressed and go to work. Today I chose to wear a black skirt with black tights and a white button up shirt. The day flies away from me as I focus on my work and trying to get everything done for the weekend. I really want to enjoy myself tonight at Ying’s place with her friends, eager to make some new friends of my own. 10am, 1pm, 5pm ticks past on the clock at work as the day draws closer to an end. I open my phone and send a message to Ying. “What time should I come over?”. *ding* “Come any time after work. I’ll be home from 6:30”. “Cool, I’ll get some drinks on the way and change at my place before I come” I think to myself as I start packing up my bag. “OK guys, see you next week. Don’t work too hard over the weekend! Let me know if there’s anything urgent” I say to my team as I walk out of the office and towards the lift. As I walk out of the office onto the street, the wind chill seems to have gone today and the warmth of the spring night air surrounds me. As I walk towards the subway station, I see a little store selling alcohol and go inside. I grab 2 small bottles of BaiJiu, 3 tall bottles of beer and a packet of chips, pay, and continue on my walk towards the train, stuffing all of the goods into my tote bag. As I’m walking along, I hear someone shouting my name “MISS SONG. MISS SONG!”, I turn around looking for who it is then hear it again. “MISS SONG!”. I turn to look at a car parked by the side of the road. Recognizing the driver, I see it’s Mr. Zhao in his Porsche, his wife sitting in the passenger seat. I wave and start walking towards him with my heavy bag. “Hello Mr. Zhao. Hello Mrs. Zhao.”. “Are you heading home now?” he asks. “Yes, I’m about to take the train home” I reply. “Come on in, we are heading towards your direction to visit my wife’s family. We can drop you off on the way”. “Oh! Oh no, it’s OK. I don’t want to bother you” I reply. “It’s okay. Your bag looks heavy. We can take you home” Mrs. Zhao says, smiling at me. I open the door to the car, a new model black Porsche SUV, and put my bag down on the back seat footwell, then lift myself into the car. The seats are black leather with black stitching and are very soft. I immediately feel like a child compared to Mr. Zhao, dressed in his black suit with white tee shirt and Mrs. Zhao wearing a dark red long dress. I put my seat-belt on, sitting like a child in the back seat of their parents car. “What are you up to this weekend?” Mrs. Zhao asks. “Tonight I’m going to my friends place to hang out and I’ll try to get to the gym this weekend. No other plans” I reply. “Oh, that sounds fun” Mr. Zhao says. “I should probably go to the gym more as well haha”. We all laugh and continue the drive home, talking about work and gossiping about clients, then finally reach the entrance to my apartment complex. “See you Monday!” Mr. Zhao says as I step out of the car. “See you, and drive safe” I reply as I close the door. The car drives away and I turn around and begin walking down the pathway towards my apartment with my heavy bag over my shoulder. As I walk up the stairs and into my apartment, I turn on the lights in my living room, bathroom and bedroom, putting my bag down at the doorway and taking out the drinks and snacks to bring over to Ying’s soon. I quickly get undressed and have a hot shower, looking over at Ying’s apartment window. The lights are on and I can see the shadows of people moving around in her living room. I finish my shower and dry my hair, putting on some light eye makeup. In my bedroom, I take out a white Calvin Klein thong and matching Calvin Klein singlet bra, a white loose crop top, knee length white sport leggings and my beige ESSENTIALS oversized sweater. I put on some white long tube socks and my black Adidas slides, then pack a spare bag with the drinks and snacks.
Tag: Wife
[MF] The time my wife got off with our friend’s dirty panties…
Those of you who know me on here know that I don’t play much BSDM with my wife. That’s what Reddit is for, right?
Don’t get me wrong. We have a pretty good sex life, but she’s not too kinky. Likes a little dirty talk, some public fun and light BDSM. But it’s gotten even more vanilla as we approach 40 and had a kid.
However, a few months ago at a college football game….she got hammered. And then got horny.
Quick scene-setting. Myself and three other couple rented an Air BnB in our college town to watch a football game. On that Saturday, we tailgated, went to the game and went out to bars. And we’re not as young as we used to be, so we got drunk fast.
At a hotel bar, my wife suddenly grabs me in the hallway near the bathrooms and just shows her tongue down my throat. Like she did when she was a drunken student all those years ago. Just fucking my mouth with her tongue while grabbing my hard cock through my jeans. I went with it, but kinda wanted to get back to my friends. Then she whispers in my ear..”I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard like I’m a dirty slut.”
Listen. I’m only human. And haven’t had mindblowing sex with the Slut Wife (her alter ego when she really wants to get down) for a long time.
So I ask her…who wants to be fucked? My wife or my Slut Wife?
“Your Slut Wife, Sir”, she slurs drunkenly.
That was all I need to hear. Called an Uber and texted my friends we were heading back to the house.
Now I knew good sex was coming but in the Uber she starts talking about one of our friends. We” cal her “Aimee”. Aimee is good looking girl, but pretty round and curvy. However, that means she has huge tits. Probably size EE. My wife just kept talking about how hot and sexy she looked tonight and how she should come home with us.
Intriguing, but I didn’t egg her on too much. After all, I was focusing on making her my bitch as soon as we walked in the door. So I just kept saying things like “Oh year, Aimee is smoking. I’d love to fuck her, too…”
Anyway, I’ll skip a bit. We went to our room and started getting it on. Her clothes are off in a flash and I start teasing her pussy. Then she goes “Go get Aimee. You should fuck us both. Bring her in here and make us both your sluts.”
“Aimee’s not here, babe. They’re still out.”
“I want Aimee. You need to fuck her.”
I then get a kinky and bright idea. “She’s not here. You want me to get a pair of her panties.?”
Her eyes went wide. And lust just flooded into them. “yesssss”
“Yes, Sir”, I remind her. I know that I can very Dominant when she’s hammered. And has already said the magic words, “Slut Wife”.
“Yes Sir”, she responds.
I flip her over so I can spank her white ass and finger fuck her wet, married pussy at the same time.
“Say, “i want Aimee’s dirty panties, Sir”, I command her.
She obeys. Saying it loudly and clearly while humping her hips onto my two fingers.
I tell her to kneel on the bed and play with her clit while I get them.
I run into our friends’ rooms and root through the pile of dirty clothes i the corner. Finally, I found what I was hoping I would. Black, lacy, cheeky undies…with just enough dried white on them to know they fooled around last night.
My wife has never quite done anything like this, so wasn’t sure what would happen next. But my cock was harder than it had ever been and I couldn’t wait.
I walked back in and Slut Wife was nude, kneeling as commanded. She had one hand working her clit and was squeezing her tits with the other hand. Eyes closed and kinda swaying back and forth.
When I presented them to her, it was like a different person. She was so drunkenly into Aimee that her dirty panties sent over the edge. From there, I basically made her have a threesome with them. She smelled the crotch and licked the crotch while I fucked her and made her repeate things like “I want you to fuck Aimee. Aimee is your slut. I need to watch Aimee suck your cock.”
I would play with her nipples with the panties and put them in her pussy and ass all the while making the Slut Wife talk about how horny it would be if I fucked Aimee for real.
After an hour of fucking, we were both exhausted and hid Aimee’s panties in our bag. The next morning we had vanilla sex. Thought at least it was doggy in front of a mirror.
I knew she’d totally forget the details, so weeks later, I put Aimee’s (still) dirty panties on our bed.
She stormed out the room to confront me, thinking they were left behind by one of my Reddit Subs.
Instead I simply said, “Slut Wife doesn’t remember how much she loved Aimee’s dirty panties?”
I could see a flicker of memory as part of the night came back. Luckily, I took one video of her to jog her memory.
Fantasizing about Aimee is now a regular part of our dirty talk. Im sure my buddy would be shocked!
[S/b] My brother caught me (emo girl) masturbating during quarantine…chapter 2
Despite our afternoon of bonding and confessing our desires to “help” each other out the rest of that week was fairly uneventful. I was behind on school work and Josh was about to take finals and we were finding the whole adjustment to “at home learning” to be a bit frustrating. I think he also did not want to rush into things. I would’ve probably done anything as I was the one who was initiating most of this. I think also being younger, he did not feel like he could approach me then like he can now.
As friday came along, a delivery box appeared on our doorstep. Our mom had ordered more wine and the driver needed someone to sign for it. Mom was out to the office again and I signed for it, not after having to first rummage around to find my wallet and ID. That’s when Josh came out of his room, shirtless, just his running shorts on, “What’s that?”
[MF] TIFU by getting a little too into play with N
N (F31) and I (M36) had been busy most of the week. So when we got some time alone, the sparks were flying and clothes were coming off.
I should preface this by saying, that I’m a pretty big dude. I’m 6’4″ 370lbs and built like a gorilla. Even though I lean more sexually submissive, sometimes I like to take control and this was one of those times.
I was doing so good, I was holding N in my arms and I was grabbed a handful of the back of her hair in that way that you have enough hair that it doesn’t hurt and just sorta adds to the intensity. It was working, N was totally into it and so was I. It was animalistic and hot.
Sidenote: other dudes, when you know you’re doing well in the middle of the act, do you ever get excited about how well you are doing and get a little too excited mentally patting yourself on the back? Have you ever taken the step too far because you are so feeling like you can’t lose in that moment, you get too cocky?
Barcelona Teens With So-So Self Esteem [Group]
A few years ago I was in Barcelona with my wife for six months. We fuck around a bit with others (which you can read about in my other stories – more coming soon). This story just involves me. Or, actually, me and some sexy Spanish girls (all above 18). There is no sex strictly speaking in the story, but it’s an especially fond memory that I suspect will be with me forever.
I was at the beach as usual on a surprisingly warm early May afternoon, reading and admiring the scenery. For me, the Barcelona beach is the sexiest beach in Europe. Others on Ibiza or Mallorca or the Greek isles may have more magazine-ready bodies or more naked people or more dtf girls, but Barcelona has just the right mix of normal people who have lowered their inhibitions and locals of all ages who have low inhibitions to begin with.
I didn’t speak much Spanish, so I usually talked to other foreigners. Today was different, in part because I didn’t initiate anything.
Her first cock!
The wife grew up in a small town as most of you already know by reading my other stories. This is a story of her first time touching a cock.
She grew up living right behind her aunt and older cousin. She and her cousin grew up playing on the farm together as normal kids would. He was a few years older than her, but she did not consider him a cousin he was more like a friend that she could talk to about almost anything. They would spend many nights on the swing set of their backyard just swinging and talking.
One particular night she asked him if he has ever masturbated and what was it like. Of course, he was a little shocked by his little cousin asking him that question, but he replied with a yes, he has many times. Curious why she asked but such a personal question, but he turned to her asking the same. She replied that she plays with herself almost every night.
He asked her if she has ever seen a guy’s cock before, she replied just in pictures. He stood up unzipping his pants and pulled out his cock in front of her. She was a little surprised by him doing that not knowing what to say.
Submissive Wife’s First Group Sex [F/M/M/M/M]
As you get out of the shower, I wrap you in a towel and dry your amazingly sexy body. We’re in an expensive hotel room in London, wanting to ensure there is a degree of separation between our matrimonial bed, and the room where I will share you with another man for the first time. I lie you down on the bed, and moisturise your body with some very expensive body butter. Next to you, your outfit is laid out, as chosen by me. Black stockings, garter belt, suspenders and a sexy little black bra. The dress is pink and baby blue, quite colourful and fun, and not too short, but short enough. There are no panties for you…
“I’m going commando, am I?”
“Obviously. You’ll have to be careful that when you start to get wet, you don’t get it on your dress.”
“I guess that will serve as motivation to come back up to the room quickly then!”
You give me your sexy little smile. I rub some of the body butter over your asshole and slide my finger straight in with no warning, as deep as it will go. Your body clenches and you gasp, not expecting to be violated in this way for a few hours still.
Bad TV 2 [fiction] [M/f]
It was another one of those great afternoons with the television on, a rude comedy show running, junk food on the coffee table and laughs aplenty. Nearing the end, Mike sobered up and said, “Boy, I’m glad it’s you banging Stella and not some other loser.”
Tony coughed up potato chips. “Shit, what?”
“She tells me everything, man. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
“Damn it.” Tony covered his face before slowly bringing his hands down. “That girl.”
“Was it supposed to be your little secret?” Mike let out a howl and fell on the floor in a fit of laughter. When he had subsided, he said, “Chillax, dude. I’m doing one of Stella’s pals, a Thai-Filipina hottie. Not gonna lie. This girl knows how to give head. She even gave my wife a few tips. Oh, and the wife. Karen’s banging two jocks separately, one of them’s graduating from high school this year and the other is studying robotics at SirTech.”
[MF] Gently fucking in the jacuzzi while watching the sun set on the beach [Romantic]
My wife and I are currently celebrating her birthday with a trip out of town. We’ve been edging ourselves out for almost a week in preparation for making love this weekend. I’ll be honest, my drive is going wild right now and all I can think about is feeling her spasm and twitch as she cums around me. Gonna let out some of my pent up energy here with another story.
It was our honeymoon and I had rented out an amazing condo on the Oregon coast. It was right on the beach with a big private balcony and a jacuzzi (more on that in a bit). I think my wife is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. She’s 5’1 with dark brunette hair (almost black), brown mischievous eyes that glow with her wit and sense of humor, and a deliciously supple body. She’s Norwegian with fair skin and breasts that jiggle and sway in the most hypnotic way. She has a round butt with AMAZINGLY powerful legs that she likes to wrap around me and grind until I cum (she LOVES riding it out of me). I’m 5’7 Italian / German, so my skin stays olive pretty much year round. I’ve got a very well proportioned muscular body (if I do say so myself) with brown hair and hazel, almost golden eyes. My dick is average sized, but I like him and together we make a great team! (Love thyself, bros)
[FMMM] [Group] [24F] NYE experience with three guys that were around 20 years older than me
I’ve been thinking about this constantly since it happened, and it still feels like a dream rather than something I’d do!
So, some background. I’ve slowly become friends with the contractor that my landlord hired to make improvements/repairs to the house I live in. I’ll call him Joe. Due to worries about covid, I saw him more frequently in person than I did some of my friends/family, since he’d stop by to do work every now and then. Joe and I started chatting more and more whenever he stopped by, with his most recent visit being in December.
At the time, we were talking, and I asked him about his New Years’ Eve plans. He told me that he planned on just drinking with two friends at his place– he and his friends jokingly called it the “Loser’s Club” since apparently all three were single and in their 40s (Joe was divorced and one of his friends lost his wife in an accident years back). I was looking at spending NYE by myself as all of my housemates were going home, and for various reasons I had decided not to go. And since it sounded like a mellow evening (really didn’t want to go to a crowded place), I asked if I could join. He was definitely surprised, but I told him I really had nothing better to do (but…I said it more nicely than that).