Tag: Wife

Teabagging with flight attendant [MF]

Once again lying naked on the floor in a hotel and writing this post while a man with whom I had another strange and unusual sex is in the shower.

I know he will come out now, gently touch my tits with still hard nipples, get dressed and go to his home where his wife is waiting for him. Yes, I have sex with married guys, but most of all they do not want to cheat on their wife and therefore everything goes without usual penetration. Today, once again, there was a teabagging.

We have known this guy for about two months, he is handsome, cute and loves his wife very much, but apparently the thought of me drove him crazy, we agreed to meet at the layover and this happened.

I immediately see when a man wants something but is shy about it, so I just lay down on the floor myself, spread my legs and opened my mouth. He understood everything without hints. He put his balls in my mouth and jerk off himself.

With his other hand, he cares my tits. He cum very quickly. I thought we were done here. No. He masturbated further and cum two times more! Read more »

Caught Daughter with her B/F

It was late. The need to piss woke me from a sound sleep. As soon as I finished, a sixth sense told me to check on the kids. To this day I wonder if the decision to do so was a good one or a bad one.

Given the hour, I was surprised to see the faint glow from the living room television as soon as I glanced toward the foot of our staircase. Without much suspicion, I made my way down figuring one of the kids had fallen asleep on the couch while watching it. I wasn’t being sneaky, just quiet so I wouldn’t disturb anyone sleeping peacefully. Halfway down the stairs, I heard soft moaning. Female moaning. I wondered briefly if my son would be brave enough to watch porn on the family television, but then I heard a male voice between the breathy sighs say, “Gabby, shh.” Read more »

Christmas Gift for Him… and His Friend? [MFM]

There I was, looking like a perfectly wrapped gift for my husband, displayed on our bed. I found the perfect lingerie piece that resembles a ribbon wrapped carefully around my curves, tied into bows covering my breasts and one strategically placed between my thighs. Money’s tight, but I know that sex is the one gift that always makes him smile.

My husband, Sam, had to work this Christmas Eve, so I spent the day making cute little love coupons that he could redeem tonight. I flipped through my booklet to make sure it looks good. The first few pages are the innocent stuff, like cuddling, kissing, massages. As I continue thumbing through the pages, I get to the erotic coupons. Blowjobs, pick your position, anal, bondage, toys. I thought of every kink he had and wrote it down. I’m pretty proud of myself if we’re being honest. Read more »

A Shoulder to Cry On (MF Breeding Cheating DubCon Drunk Creampie Unsafe Tricked)

The first thing Angie did when she stormed out of her ex’s was to call her best friend crying. The second was to start drinking as soon as she got home. They’d broken up again for the last time, and she was done. By the time the Uber had arrived to take her over to Sasha’s for dinner, she was already buzzed on the last half bottle of red wine she’d found in her kitchen. Her ex-boyfriend wasn’t just a cheating asshole – he was a cheating asshole that drank all of her booze without replacing it. Now that he was out of her life he’d not only reduced her to tears, but he’d reduced her to drinking the cheap stuff she euphemistically referred to as cooking wine, and she hated him equally for both reasons.

The ride across town only took ten minutes, but in that time she managed to overshare all the sorted details of her heartbreak with the driver that she’d never meet again. “Beggars can’t be choosers though, amiright?” Angie said, wearing her brightest fakest smile to the Uber driver as she finished up her whole rant on men. The longer she talked, the more she leaned forward, making sure he could get a good look down her braless cleavage. Thanks to her loose top that jiggled and bounced with every bump in the road he got a real eyeful too. Read more »

Misadventures in Seduction (long)

Being new in a small town is hard, no matter how self-sufficient you think your partnership might be. Faye had been making every effort she could manage to inject both herself and her partner Alex into the local community, attending events and social gatherings wherever possible. She was pushing herself slightly outside her comfort zone to establish their position in the community, bubbling and flirting her way into conversations with many of the prominent members. As much as he would have liked to keep up to her intensity and drive in this endeavor, Alex found this kind of work exhausting. Observing the two of them as a fly on the wall, you could see the extroverted Faye power up as an evening of socialize wore on, while Alex waned until he collapsed in a corner with a drink, sulking.
Faye hardly noticed when Alex left the conversation this time, she was unabashedly flirting with Cody, the head of police, for the third event in a row. She was frankly fairly fucked-off with his moody antics, as she was working her ass off for their social position and didn’t need him being a repeated downer on her progress.  Read more »

First Real Bi Experience [53m]

I’ve know I was bisexual since I was in my early teens. I had encounters all through middle and high school with both guys and girl. Although I was comfortable with both I leaned more towards the ladies. Over the years I have had multiple blow and go type encounters with guys but have only had one meetup where he invited me to his home. This was when Craigslist was the hookup site.

I was at work on a Saturday when I was surfing for a hookup. My wife was at home hosting one of our many family pool parties while I was at work. I responded to his post and to my surprise he responded. We texted for a few minutes and I learned that he was 64 years old and a widow. His wife passed a few years prior. We sent each other pictures, both clothed and nude. He had a pretty good grandpa body. He was 5’11” nicely tanned body with silver hair and very little silver body hair. He had the nicest looking cock. A good 7” with a slight upward curve. I’m 6’3” and have always had a pretty nice dad bod with a solid 6” cock. Read more »

How to “Take Care” of Her

At the time of this story, I was still living with my buddy and his wife. I had never intended to stay with them so long but having been introduced into their fun had kept me around. We had been enjoying plenty of threesomes together at this point. So, staying around entertained the idea of what else this would lead to. Plus, it was nice being readily available for them when the moment would arise.

I had enjoyed fucking his wife, she was just a freak in the bed. You would never think of her that way, she was such a quiet and shy person. An overall sweetheart that enjoyed taking both of our cocks. We had grown very comfortable around each other and had built a new level of trust. Ultimately, this led to some amazing sex between us.

Again, the play was just threesomes and had never evolved to anything more as far as solo play with his wife was concerned.

One day, my buddy had been notified that he would be deploying in a few months. I had naturally assumed that the fun was over with him gone. Before he left, he brought up a concern to me, Read more »

My wife’s coffee shop hookup; liking her man like her coffee, hot, black, and aged [FM]

My wife Dee and I have an open relationship, with certain parameters. We have to give each other the heads up, we generally like to both be present when hijinks ensue, and we like to both participate when possible. This last one had to go by the wayside, but it was too good to pass up. Dee’s 24, a curvy little blonde woman, and game for pretty much anything. If it gets people off, it gets her off. But one of her favorite fetishes is older men. She likes fucking dudes old enough to be her dad. So maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised when I got a text from her while I was at home playing guitar while she was at coffee with her best friend. “Hey are the sheets clean?” What a weird question. I told her yes, and asked why. “Mandy left and a guy started talking to me.” And then an eggplant emoji. We didn’t have any plans the rest of the day so I told her that if she wanted to bring him back, as long as he was game for me watching, I was up for it.

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Wife and I ran into my ex at a swinger’s club [FMF]

So my wife Dee(24) and I(33) have been together for four years, and non-monogamous for every single one of them. We joined a swinger’s club within a year of getting together, and that was kind of the sexual awakening for my already kinky wife, who realized she loves being in a sex-positive environment. It’s a hell of a date night for us. Her makeup’s always on point, her hair is always wild(for instance, she shaved her head the other week), and she loves dressing slutty. We haven’t been since COVID started, but since numbers are low near us right now, we decided to go this weekend.

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We were in the lounge area of the club people watching, figuring out who we’d want to talk to; we were thinking either a swap with a couple, or maybe finding one of the more respectable single men for an MFM, when my heart sank and skipped a beat as I looked at the bar and recognized my ex, Laura(42). When Dee and I got together, I was dating Laura, who despite also being poly, did not react well at ALL to me getting together with someone younger than her, especially someone who wasn’t even 21 yet. The drama from Laura raged until we split, which is hilarious because one of her main points was “ugh the drama you get from younger women!” It’s a damn shame, because the sex was always great; Laura and I had great sexual chemistry and always got each other off really hard, and were down for almost anything together. She’d talked some shit in mutual friend circles about the fact that I’d “left her for Dee” until I eventually just stopped talking to her altogether. Read more »

[MF] This Tuesday, every Tuesday…

I stand at the door as she ran off into the dance studio, her pink tutu bouncing as she found her friends and the giggling and twirling that always preceded her class began in full effect. I see other parents, or other moms if I’m telling the truth, I always seem to be the only dad who brings their daughter to ballet but my wife always has work, or spin class, or bible study… or something. So for the past year I’ve brought her here. The moms sit and begin gossiping, I’ve hear the expression clicking hens and it wasn’t until I came here that I fully understood the reference. I had attempted to sit near them, to try to be social and they more than welcomed me. But it only took one session of their talking for me to realize that this wasn’t for me, wasn’t what I could handle. So I began to walk during the class, 45 uninterrupted minutes of time to sit in my head, to think, to breath and just be. It’s been like this every Tuesday since we started coming Read more »