Tag: Wife

I [m] met up with a chat room [f] that drive 10 hours to see me.

[M]Met her in a chat room. [F]She drove 10 hours to have sex. part one.

Long story with a lot of explanation before the good stuff. This has been some time ago. I had been married for about 12 years when this happened. I had been going through a tough patch with my wife. Life had been getting in the way of us having a decent sex life and I was getting frustrated.

My wife and daughter went out of town on vacation and I was at home alone. So out of boredom I got on the computer and started checking out the internet trying find a way to get in trouble. This was when chatrooms were still big. So I was going into some different chatrooms looking for some excitement. I went into a room called “Married but flirting”. I was checking out the profiles of the women in the room. One was of a really hot chick, so I sent her a pm to see if she wanted to talk. I was on a dial up modem. About the time I sent her the message I was bumped off line. By the time I got back to that room. She was gone. Read more »

[M4F] the best lunch hour i ever had

I rushed inside my new temporary home to get the presents I got for my wife and her son. My lunch hour was dwindling down and I knew she would have to go back home soon. Before I had gotten out of the car, I had put the notion in her head that I just wanted a taste of her. Just let her play with herself and I just suck the juices from her fingers.

When I had gotten back in, her blue eyes full of life and her words soft, “if you want a taste so bad, come and get it yourself.” Our lips met for a few moments before I let my fingers fumble with her pants. I pulled away and stared into her baby blue eyes. She kind of gasped at how my fingers undone her pants and working down her underwear.

She assisted with a little pull down on her pants and panties. My finger slipped inside of her just like old times. I watched her hand tighten around the door handle as she kept softly gasping from my touch. The more and more my finger played in her, the more her pants fell down to her ankles. Read more »

DR. PRAXILION FUCKS JENNY SIX WAYS TO SUNDAY

**Christmas with the Starship Rimshot Girls**

[https://jeremiah-moze.vids.io/videos/119dd7bb181ee5cd98/4-24-christmas-with-the-starship-rimshot-girls-mp4](https://jeremiah-moze.vids.io/videos/119dd7bb181ee5cd98/4-24-christmas-with-the-starship-rimshot-girls-mp4)

Bold and daring adventures continue, with Capt. Theremin, the Hermaphrodite King and Android Susie. Lt.McGonagal has romantic relations with three lovely girls, completely human with prehensile tails (our Lt. is suspended by his ankles, and whipped with prehensile tails!) Capt. Theremin fulfills his long desire for the Hragoth Triplets, each Princess of Alpha Centauri giving him special attention, and offering her anus for personal pleasures. After falling in love with Polly, Android Susie reboots her sex-bot programming and consummates her love in wondrous ways. Polly and Billy Quist both enjoy the diverse polyamorous programming of Android Susie. (160 pages of lusty space opera.)

**Excerpt from Dr. Praxilion Fucks Jenny Six Ways to Sunday**

Dr. Praxilion chose six droids from the forty-two most advanced, free-thinking droids in his collection. Each was created for a specific purpose, some for non-human environments, as in the seas beneath the surface of Europa. The Europa-octopus was covered with soft skin and suction tentacles, which would feel pleasant on Jenny’s body. In contrast, a small mining droid, built for high-heat under the radiation of triple-star systems, had a smooth metallic surface, which might be slightly uncomfortable for a naked girl. He chose only two droids with human appearance: Sarasvati, a female droid with four arms, and Ungat, of slightly male appearance, though his dread-locks were three-foot long green snakes. He had a handsome human face, but the snakes could really confuse an timid starship bookkeeper, even a girl as worldly and sophisticated as Jenny. Read more »

Darla and I celebrate Independence Day Part 5 [Str8] [MF]

This is a true story. I changed the names of all and some 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 40 years since this happened so I hope you will cut me some slack.

To recap: Darla, the wife (46 years old) of my supervisor Will (early 50s) had started an affair just two weeks after we had met. We have had several sessions together, including a weekend when Will was away and some sneaky sex at the Memorial Day cookout. I was 24 years old at the time of our affair.

Go to the —— lines for the sexy parts.

Will invited me and several other single people in our office to a cookout on Independence Day and then to go see the fireworks that same evening. I knew he was going to ask me. Darla had told me the previous weekend, while we were in bed together, that he was going to invite me. I was looking forward to being with Darla at their house. I wanted to pursue some mischief with her. Read more »

One of the passengers [F] complained that I [F33] was too sexy

It was funny. Sometimes I have to bend down to talk to the passenger during the flight. There was a married couple on the flight. When I came up and asked what the gentleman wanted, his wife looked at me with such hatred and said she would write a complaint that I was not wearing a bra. The most interesting thing is that at that moment I froze because it was cold in the cabin and they could see my hard nipples through my blouse.

His wife was angry with the fact that I look too provocative, I have a very short skirt, my nipples are visible and I talk too sexy with her husband. I barely restrained myself from telling her that I wasn’t wearing panties either. I don’t know, maybe she wrote a complaint, but for the rest of the flight I purposely walked next to them and shaking my hips teasing her husband. It was funny.

Yes, this happens often, but there’s nothing you can do about it, the company specifically recruits beautiful flight attendants so that men fly more often. Yes, I’m beautiful, I don’t wear bras and panties during the flight and I like it.

Long time friend tells of cheating with a former student [Str8] [MF]

This is a story told to me by my girlfriend Lucy. I have changed names and some places to protect the identities of those involved. I also changed the timing of certain activities. I pieced this story together from phone conversation Lucy and I had over the past year.

Note to my followers: The woman who told me this story is not Carly a teacher I have posted about previously. Lucy is someone I have know for decades, went to school with and dated in both high school and college. She and I reconnected four years ago. We have had many hours of phone conversations about our sex lives since we reconnected.

This is a long one. If you want to skip to the sexy bits search for the —— lines.

I had to drag this story out of Lucy. She likes to portray herself as a modest and cautious woman. But I know better. When we were dating in the early 1970s I got many blow jobs, hand jobs and titty fucks from her. She was an FWB of mine before FWB became a thing. Lucy came from a fairly well to do family. Money was never a problem for her at any time in her life. Read more »

My neighbour adores my wife! Part 3

‘Wow, you guys are thick friends, now.’ Anna exclaimed over dinner.

‘Nothing like that. I just think he has taken a fancy towards you.’

‘What? Did he say something?’

‘No. He starts off his conversation by asking about you.’ Tom felt a little bold. ‘And he thinks you are beautiful.’

‘Isn’t he married?’

‘No, he is single. At least that’s what he says.’

‘So, he’s being a perv.’

‘I don’t know. Maybe. I am sure he slept around for a fair bit. And now, he wants to settle.’

Anna shrugged, ‘Should we even go to that party? I don’t want to be leered at.’

Tom thought, ‘Well, might be fun. Let’s see how good he flirts.’

Anna chuckled, ‘Ahh. You are my husband. You shouldn’t encourage such stuff.’

Tom laughed, ‘And you are my wife. Don’t I have you forever?’

‘Yes, you do.’

‘So, I see it more as an amusement.’

Anna winked, ‘And what about Daniel, my colleague? You thought I had an affair with him just because I went to dinner with him. And do you remember how you puffed and obsessed and fought with me?’ Read more »

Sometimes You Just Want To Be Used

Cindy Braxton tilted her glass back high to get the last of her vodka and coke from the bottom, enjoying the chill of the ice cubes as they pressed against her lips. She placed it, now empty of alcohol, down on the table. The cubes probably rattled, but it was impossible to hear them over the noise inside the bar. Frank’s was busy that Friday night, full of people out celebrating this or that, getting a buzz on to see them into the weekend, Monday morning nothing more than a background anxiety they would ignore until Sunday evening.

It was the usual collection of young and old, the former almost wild-eyed in their determination to enjoy the alcohol and the company, the latter a bit more subdued, this Friday night just another one to add to the hundreds that had gone before. 

At 38, Cindy hovered somewhere around the middle of the spread of ages before her, but her mentality was definitely with the older folks. She had been coming to Frank’s every Friday night for close to twenty years. Her husband, Craig, loved the place. Loved that he knew half the clientele by name, and that some of them even knew his. So, at the end of the week, Frank’s was where they went once the babysitter turned up to take charge of their two kids, sit her fat backside on the couch, and drink some of their liquor. Read more »

Tied up for a sex party [group] [bdsm]

Last weekend, my husband and I attended an intimate, 20-person sex party in a gorgeous loft apartment.

When we arrived, we could not believe how attractive every guest was — we were all in our 20s-30s (apart from a 50-something man who was the most fit person there), there were super sexy women wearing lingerie from the outset, no major alpha energy (except from a few girls which is a turn on for me), and everyone was chill, welcoming, and respectful. My tight green lacy dress was on the more modest side, though I could see people’s eyes (my husband’s included) lingering on my visibly hard nipples. After drinks, the hosts circled up the guests and we went around sharing our pronouns, orientation, hard limits, how we like to be asked for consent, and our hopes for the evening. As each person spoke in turn, I could feel my pulse rev up as it neared our turn to share. This was partially because there were some very sexy people speaking about the ways they love to fuck. It was also because I knew what my husband was going to say when it was our turn to speak. Read more »

Diaries of a Deviant, Confessions: “We Shouldn’t be Doing This…” [MF]

I slowly woke from a deep dream to the light sensation of fingers caressing my skin. Fingertips, slowly tracing up and down my body. Awareness began to return.

Where was I? Oh, right….

I had stayed the night at my friend Michelle’s house. I stayed the night often, I was her and her husband Michael’s sexual companion. Michelle was 7 months pregnant, and had no sex drive. Michael, however, was nearly insatiable with his. Michelle thought of a solution: use me. I was supposed to relieve Michael’s urges during Michelle’s pregnancy, under 1 condition: Michelle had to supervise.

We had been under this obstacle for weeks. Michelle insisted on being present for any sort of sexual activities, but it was clear she wasn’t into women, or threesomes, she just wanted to supervise. Her presence was a drain on the experience. It always was. But she was my friend, and his wife, so we followed her one rule.

The sexual tension between Michael and I was so intense. He was gorgeous, a military man, a soldier, in amazing shape. Native American, raven black hair, deep brown eyes, the closest thing to Taylor Lautner I would ever get. And he was into me, really into me. Every time we were around each other lust pulsed between us, but we couldn’t express it, not the way we wanted to anyways. Read more »