It started out with a husband following his wife because he suspected her of cheating. Follows her to an adult store where she performs sexual acts to others. She sees him and makes him perform sexual acts on other guys. Originally saw it on Literotica
Tag: Wife
In Dreams [slow-burn] [emotional] [M4F] [M4A] [friends to lovers] [affection] [doubt] [respect][caring] [dreams] [aching]
Sorry for all the rambling upfront. It has gotten a little long. I don’t know how to put it otherwise but I think it gives a little context.
I usually don’t remember my dreams, fragments at the most and I have never in my life been that affected by one. This dream however had me waking up at 2 a.m. grabbing the mattress white knuckled and breathing heavily. That dream had real emotions, smells, worries, doubts and nearly unbearable excitement.
Secondly I am not usually one to share my insides with the world or even the people around me. Nor have I ever in my life written anything… and on top of all that english is not my first language. But somehow I feel the need to share this. For me It’s a true story about deeply rooted affection, caring, sadness, doubt, respect, consent, overwhelming hunger
My boss was a cuckold (he watches us) Part 3 [Str8] [MF] [cuck] [mild humiliation] [voyeurism]
[This a repost of a story I put up several months ago. It was removed as Reddit thought is was spam.]
This is a true story. I changed the names of all and many details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It has been more than 45 years since this happened so I hope you will cut me some slack.
To recap: For several months I had been serving as the bull to a hot wife/cuckold couple. The cuckold was my boss Derek, his hot wife was Janet. Our practice, initially, was that I would fuck her Friday nights after their monthly cookouts in their marital bed while Derek slept in a guest bedroom at the other end of the second story hallway.
Janet: mid-30s, 5′ 6″, brown eyes, maybe 130 lbs, short light brown hair dyed blonde. Janet had an athletic build.
Derek: mid-30s, about 150 lbs, 5′ 8″, blue eyes with blonde wavy hair.
I was 25 years old, 5′ 11″, 235 lbs. blue eyes, brown hair. I was working in Derek’s office, assigned for one year.
Daughter helps Dad get over divorce!
All characters are 18+
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I slammed the door after I made it into the house. I was angry, frustrated, fed up, but to my surprise, not a bit sad. The divorce was final. After five years of arguing, ultimatums, and I suspected, adultery, I gave up trying to save a dying marriage.
I threw the manila envelope down on the counter and grabbed a beer out of my refrigerator. It was mine now. Entirely. Everything was. Jo hadn’t wanted anything, except freedom. The kicker was, she wasn’t relieved to be rid of me, but instead the burden of our daughter, Daneesha.
As if I’d conjured her, my 18-year-old appeared out of nowhere. “Is it done, Daddy?”
I downed half my beer before answering. “Yes.”
A big smile spread across her face. She was happy to have her freedom too.
My wife and I met Danee when she was10. We were only 25 at the time. When Jo learned she couldn’t have kids, she immediately talked about adopting and preferred to help a child unlikely to be taken in by anyone else. We fostered Danee for three years before making it official and overnight, things changed.
Obedient Chapter 2: Getting Off Easy (femdom)(humiliation)(mind control)
I peeked out the window at every opportunity waiting for Sophie’s arrival. I had run out of obvious things to clean hours ago. Every floor in the house had been vacuumed and every surface dusted. The bathroom and kitchen were both spotless. I had long since fluffed every pillow and lit candles in the bedroom. By the time 2 AM rolled around, I was reduced to straightening the glasses and mugs in the cabinets so they all lined up perfectly. Hopefully, Sophie would be home soon. I felt like I had cleaned enough that she would take pity on me and let me get some sleep.
The reason I was meticulously cleaning our house late into the night was simply because Sophie had told me to. My wife has the ability to bend everyone around her to her will. If she tells you to do something, you have no choice but to do it. So when she told me before she left that I had to strip naked except for a pair of her dirty panties and spend the night cleaning every inch of our home until she returned, that’s exactly what I did. She was punishing me for stepping out of line, but I knew I was getting off easy. Sophie could do much worse if she were really pissed off.
Our first time
Our first threesome
Me and my wife went clubbing this past weekend we were out with two of my best friends and one of their girlfriends
We had been drinking quite a bit and had already talked about finding someone to take back home tonight when we got to the end of the night we had already been drinking quite a bit my friend and his girlfriend had already left and it was just us and my other best friend
without realizing who we were dancing with my wife was pulling use together and ended up between us both grinding her short dress would lift up a little as she gridded on his dick she would whisper in my ear that we should take him home and that when she would dance she could feel him and how big he was she would repeatedly say she was really wet
when we left the club we weren’t too far from where we were staying we all walked together with my wife walking in the middle holding our hands as soon as we got home my wife ran to the room and left me and my buddy sitting on the couch a few min later my wife walked in wearing some sexy lingering she had bought specifically for this night
[F][Oral][Fictional] The Last Passenger Home
(Hey there! This is a fictional story and my attempt at a light-hearted and fun approach to meeting an old friend! It’s a bit silly in places but was a lot of fun to write! Hope you enjoy it and I am always happy to hear any feedback you may have. Enjoy!)
An innocent massage for my former college athlete sister in law. 36M
Apologies in advance as this is waaaay longer than I expected. This started as non-fiction and ended in a bit of fantasy. Thanks for reading!
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I’ve always had a bit of a crush on my wife’s (Natalie) younger sister (Kristine). She lives out of state, but when she comes into town it’s always a treat. Not just because she’s attractive, she’s genuinely fun to be around. My wife and her are both naturally beautiful, but in their own ways. So much so, that you’d probably never guess they were sisters at all. My wife is about 5′ 4″ with naturally blonde hair down to the middle of her back, a slim and delicate figure, with looks similar to Emma Stone. Her sister on the other hand is about 5′ 6″ with long auburn hair and all of the classic beauty of Audrey Hepburn, mixed with all of the voluptuousness of Scarlett Johansson. She was a former college volleyball player and I can still remember those skimpy little volleyball shorts that just barely reached the bottoms of her ass cheeks. You can tell by the way she carries herself she was a tomboy as a child, and keeps her body in a perpetually athletic shape. She has a scar above her right eye that splits her brow 60/40, so when she gives you a certain look, she seems fierce and sexy all at the same time.
Chapter 1. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and four kids got into the Lifestyle, and ultimately became a Hotwife (NSFW)
I’m so flattered to have received so many inquiries for details about how I found this lifestyle. It’s been one of the most amazing journeys to experience with my husband, and I’d love to share our experience here. Each week, I’ll be posting detailed accounts of another step we’ve taken together. I hope that you can share in our enjoyment. Here’s where the story begins…
My husband and I have been happily married for almost 20 years. We’ve always had a fulfilling sex life, and genuinely enjoy each other’s company. That said, as careers, kids, and real life pounded down on us, we wanted to be sure we stayed connected and strong through it all – we never wanted the initial passion we felt for each other to fade. We sat down one night and talked openly about how to keep our spark strong. We agreed that the start of any relationship is always the most exciting – everything is new! So, we decided to act as though we were each other’s boyfriend/girlfriend, not just a husband/wife who are like passing ships in the night. My husband asked if I would send him sexy texts and pictures throughout the day at work. It hadn’t occurred to me to do this – in my mind, that was a thing for younger couples to do, and I had never done anything like that before. It gave me such a rush at the thought that my sexy pictures were out there for someone – even if only my husband. My flirty texts would drive him wild at work so that when he came home, he would tease, flirt, and ravish me in irresistible ways that gave me butterflies. This would lead me to want to greet him at home with nothing but lingerie on, and so our desire to please each other would feed on itself. It was fabulous and fun.
My boss was a cuckold (the cuckolding begins) Part 2 [Str8] [MF]
[This a repost of a story I put up several months ago. It was removed as Reddit thought is was spam.]
This is a true story. I changed the names of all and many details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It has been more than 45 years since this happened so I hope you will cut me some slack.
To recap: This story describes the first time I got together with the wife of my cuckold boss. Janet, the wife of my boss, who had come on to me a month earlier, hinting we would be up to some hanky panky at their June cookout.
Janet: mid-30s, 5′ 6″, brown eyes, maybe 130 lbs, short light brown hair dyed blonde. Janet had an athletic build.
Derek: mid-30s, about 150 lbs, 5′ 8″, blue eyes with blonde wavy hair.
I was 25 years old, 5′ 11″, 235 lbs, blue eyes, brown hair.
I know this post is long. The sex stuff starts at ——