Escort Blowjob After My Divorce [MF]

So I am 31 and was married right after college. In the last year in the pandemic it became obvious that my wife and I weren’t going to ignite any fire that had long been extinguished and finally got divorced. We have no kids and had been drifting for a few years so it was an amicable exit as we both realized it was best for us to just move on.

Being married so young I had talked with a few single friends and figured moving to a new city and getting back in shape was a great way to get things started. I found a nice apartment near a downtown setting around the corner from a few friends I could spend some time with and immediately got into a new routine. I was working from home during the day and would then head to the gym right after and get in a good workout before heading back to my place for the night.

My buddies were convinced I needed to go out and find a quick one night stand to help get back in the game but I was still trying to get in the routine of being back out and about and was trying to focus more on working and getting my mind right than getting ass from a stranger.

Step Sister Corruption Part 195 – Day 112 Drive Home Pt 3 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

**YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SHITTING ME!!!**

My little submissive tart of a Step sister has been broadcasting our little fuck session to the entire ***god damn*** entourage of girl’s we **just** met.

How do I know that?

Easy…up on the screen was the evidence as there was a multitude of texts from all the girl’s with their names clearly seen.

Texts like:

*Anita: holy shit he’s still going!*

*Bonnie: there’s no way that’s real*

*Josephine: pull her hair*

*Heidi: damn if I knew I should have been more forceful when I asked for a ride*

*Jaime: I didn’t know his cock was that big*

And a whole slew of texts much like those gems were clearly seen on the screen.

I looked at Kel, “What did you fucking do?”

Kel quickly stammered, “Please don’t be mad Gabe.”

I repeated my question, “What did you do?”

Kel sheepishly answered, “I shared my car’s video recordings live to the girl’s.”

I nearly freaked out, “You ***WHAT***???”

Dad caught cheating by daughter

All characters are 18+

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“You like that, slut? My cock deep in your pussy?”

My assistant was bent over my desk, her skirt around her waist, her panties looped around one ankle. My right hand kept her head pinned to the glass surface causing each of her panted breaths to fog up the area at her mouth. My other hand gripped her hip tight enough to bruise, steadying her while I pounded myself against her round ass, sending my cock deep.

“Yes! Fuck me, Jer. Harder!”

I hunched over her back to give her exactly what she wanted and nearly came face to face with the framed family photograph in pride of place on my desk. In the picture, a man who worked 70 hours a week stood with is arm draped around the shoulders of a petite woman with graying hair, whose thighs might as well be glued together. On his other side was a teen with his eyes, the woman’s full lips, and a pair of legs that went on for days. If you looked closely enough, there was a slight shadow on her t-shirt, right at the crest of one round breast, where her tight nipple poked out far enough to block the sunlight. Hers was the only smile in the photograph that seemed genuine.

[MF] At the Club – M31/F34

Obviously for the past good while going out to the bars has been a bit of a different experience than it used to be. But one of my favorite things to do when we’re out together, whether with friends or just the 2 of us, is to tease and fool around with my wife. This story is from before my wife and I were married but we were very firmly dating and committed to one another. We went out just the 2 of us to have a fun date night and we went to one of the college bar/clubs downtown.

I was wearing a pair of tight grey pants and a white button up shirt, but I was going commando to help make it exciting. My wife was wearing a tight black dress that accentuated her tall athletic frame and fit perfectly on her amazing ass, and she was going commando as well.

[M]y wife is a sexsomniac

My wife and I think she has sexsomnia, she does sexual things in her sleep and has no recollection of it when she wakes up. The first time it happened we were sleeping and I woke up to her slowly rubbing my dick. I thought she was awake and I was still groggy but hey I’m with it, if she wants to have some fun let’s go. I start rubbing her back and she stops touching me as she starts to moan and feel it. I wasn’t going too hard just slow and steadily fingering her and I start to suck her boobs. Before long she says she’s gonna cum then gives me a nice exhale and grabs my fingering hand letting me know she came. I decide it’s time to fuck, so I position myself and insert it in. She kind of gasped and then we got into it. We handle our business then we just go to sleep nothing really said on either side it was late.

My boss was a cuckold (background and the players) Part 1 [Str8] [MF] [cuck]

[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.

There is no sex or depravity in this post, readers. It will give you the background on the players going forward.

In 1976 I became the bull to a hot wife/cuckold couple. I was 25 years old, 5′ 11″, 235 lbs, blue eyes, brown hair. I was working in an office, assigned there for one year, to do some software development.

Derek was my boss, in his mid-30s, about 150 lbs, 5′ 8″, blue eyes with blonde wavy hair. He was a very good dresser and had a very engaging personality. Several women I dated thought Derek was very good looking.

I [F] Thought my Boss’s Wife was Flirting with me, then I Masturbated in her Office. 🤦‍♀️

Was told you all might enjoy this as well! 😁

This happened a few days ago and I still feel a jolt of guilt when I think about it, but also a little buzz of excitement, so I thought sharing here might help me get over the guilt and embrace the buzz? Lol. We’ll see how that goes! 😅

So this year, our company holiday party was hosted at the CEO’s house instead of out at a restaurant like we’d done in the past. I work for a small business of about 30 or so people and at this point have either met or am on speaking terms with everyone’s significant others, except Amanda, the CEO’s wife. She is also a successful business woman in our town – actually even moreso than her husband – and for all the time I’ve worked here, we’d never crossed paths. 

I was one of the first to arrive at the party and sortly after officially meeting Amanda, I realized she was one of those enviable people who always manages to nail a first impression. She radiated warmth, welcoming and self-confidence with every word, tone and gesture, and I found as we talked that I was just intoxicated by her. Her eye contact was so steadfast and genuine that I immediately felt her interest and engagement with my side of the conversation. Her laugh was infectious and I just overall felt emotionally boosted by her presence. 

Not as planned

The man that I arranged to flirt with my wife just walked into the hotel bar and walked past our table. He was even more attractive in person. He was an immigrant Italian about 6’ and 180Lbs. He had brown hair and was wearing a blue slim-fit suit with brown dress shoes. His tie was still pulled tight to his collar as if he were going on a job interview.

It was apparent that my wife took note of the single sharp dressed man that had just taken the table next to our.

I jumped at the opportunity and asked him if he was just wrapping up his day or just starting. He smiled, replying in with an Italian accent, that he was just starting, but he was officially off the clock.

I asked him what line of work was he in and he replied that he was the owner of a massage business who specialized in high end law firms.

Making small talk I told him that the line of work I was involved in used a competitor to provide massages for the operators in the plant I worked for. We continued small talk until he was interrupted by a phone call.

Wives past exploits

So I have a guilty pleasure, I love hearing about my wife’s sexual exploits before we were dating or married. We have been together for 18 years. We have been married for 16 of those year.

During the last 4 years of our marriage, one night we started talking about the sexual exploits of our past. Well the conversation turned from boring numbers to stories.

I shared first. I told my wife of a time in college where I met a woman at a local watering hole. Her name was Stacey. Stacey was a blonde haired voluptuous woman who was 5 ft 4 in stature and thick beyond belief. She wore a tight faded denim jeans that hugged her ample ass. She had a red top that was low cut. You could see her ample EE cups spill out. I knew I was staring at her and I know that I did not even hide the fact I was.

Now I have always been attracted to voluptuous women. I have always had a thing for them. That night Stacey was the only woman in the bar for me. I knew I had to get to know her and knew I only had a limited amount of time before she had other suitors.

College Sexventures Chapter 5: Blind Date With A Big Booty Latina [M/F]

Derek wasn’t particularly excited about the prospect of going on a blind date, but it had been a while since he’d been with anyone, and was getting desperate. The whole thing had been arranged by his friend Emily. She knew he was desperate and she knew just the girl.

After giving Derek the physical description, Emily told him about the girl Olivia’s personality and interests. Nothing of Emily’s description struck was out the ordinary. Derek thought it’d just be normal & casual thing

When the day of the date came, Derek was very anxious. The plan was to meet at the beach, which was exciting to Derek since he was in good shape, and it meant he’d get to see Olivia in a bikini.

It had been arranged for them to meet at a relatively secluded beach. From far away Derek was able to see Olivia on a bright pink towel. He only knew what she looked like since Emily showed him a picture. There appeared to be no one else around her. As he drew nearer, he was quite pleased with what he saw. She was definitely thick, but she wore her weight well. If she was self-conscious about her body, she didn’t show it. Instead of being covered up, she was wearing one of the tiniest bikinis he’d ever seen. When he first saw her she was sitting on her towel reading.