[MF] my wife accidentally flashed the neighbor’s kid

There is this very sheltered kid who lives in my neighborhood. From what my wife (45) and I (41) know his singe mother doesn’t let him go out and about very much so the furthest he would stay is within the block or two. She restricts all his content and he probably doesn’t have any friends outside of the house. I also found out recently he already graduated highschool eventhough he looks like he hasn’t finished yet.

He is a very good kid though. Since he only hangs around the block he usually lends a hand without asking or talking much especially to the few old folks here. We moved to this neighborhood not too long ago and when I was extending my fence, he came out of no where, picked up the hammer and started driving in nails where I wanted them without saying a word. Wierd kid but he’s a good kid. Some neighbors told me it became a neighborhood custom to tip him if he helped since we heard his mother refused to let him find a job.

My slut wife’s 2nd birthday celebrations after the wedding(MF)

So, some folks here asked me the story behind one of the pic of me dominating my oiled up slut by putting my feet on her face and she enjoying the vibrator.

It was cold winter of north India and my wife was excited about her birthday gift. As she knows they are mostly wild and exciting. This time I decided to give her a long sensual body to body oil massage as gift. And she really loves massage, so she was excited.

I lit the room in low intimate lighting with scented candles and set the bed with proper massage covers. Just for background, we have a single bed mattress for this specific need and massage covers for same. This was set on our bedroom floor. Since it was winter, I turned on heater to set the right temperature of the room and out came the specially ordered massage oils.

Thanksgiving Eve Big Wednesday turns out to have more than one meaning [FMF]

Thanksgiving eve, which we’ve referred to since we were younger as “Big Wednesday”, is a reason to get together with friends (I.E. have a big party), prior to spending Thanksgiving Day with our families. This year, we decided to host the get together at our house since we had recently finished some renovations and wanted to show off the new look of our home. Since this was a parents/adult only get together, we sent the kiddos off with their grandparents for the evening, while others got babysitters. Having one night off from parenthood was something we were all looking forward to. We invited a few couples we had gotten friendly with through local sports, school, and the social scene.

The couples were Tom/Sarah (which you remember from our previous post), Eric/Jennifer, and Mike/Monica. All three couples were very similar to us in terms of status financially, in the community, and had families at home to take care of, so we had a lot in common and gravitated towards one another. Seeing Tom and Sarah again didn’t cause us any concern because since our hot-tub session, we have run into them on more than one occasion around town and everything seemed very normal, no friction or awkwardness at all, which was awesome. In preparation we got food catered, tons of liquor, and had the lighting/music just perfect to ensure everyone was conformable and relaxed.

[MF]becoming a hot wife

We had exchange naughty texts for weeks, but he was nervous. He’s been friends with my husband for a decade. He wanted it, but he was nervous. I wanted it, too.

Finally he decided he had seen enough my body via texts, and needed to see it in person. Hubby approved.

He picked me up at the bottom of our driveway, so the kids wouldn’t suspect anything. It was awkward at first. As long as I’ve known him, we rarely see each other in person. He complimented my outfit. I saw his hard on through his pants. At the first stop light, I went for it. I placed my hand directly on his already throbbing cock. The first cock I’d touched that wasn’t attached to my husband in 12 years. The size get perfect. Girthy. Long. I stroked it. His breathing sped up. I asked what was wrong. He said nothing. I smiled as I turned to him and with both hands, I undid his pants, pulled them down slightly. Freeing his cock, which was, for the night, my play toy. I leaned in and told him to relax. He looked at me and nodded as my slowly lowered my head, becoming a hotwife at that moment.

A play date [preg]

A complete fantasy in one of those “could have happened if I wanted it, but chose to resist”.

I had a job where I worked and had every other Friday off. I was married with a young wife and son and life was good. My wife had joined a stay at home mommy’s group in our neighborhood and met up with the other moms and their kids for play dates and social hour for the moms. It was a joy for all from what I understood.

EST: LAW & PUNISHMENT 84 Chained Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM ANAL BONDAGE SEXUAL VIOLNENCE)

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

Peering through the peep hole. Seeing Chica so soon after their last encounter butt my trained eye seeing her collar, seeing a matching lead running off to the side. Feeling myself and wondering what he was doing at my chamber. “Mmm, so wet and with that prize cunt eater standing right there” even as I was speaking I felt my hands opening the door.

Shoving the door in butt not loosing hold on the silver gold lead. Backing my most trusted subject up till she had no further to go. Watching as my wife fell backwards, fell on to the soft surface of a couch. Watching the fear in her eyes not only for my intrusion into her private domain butt that I hauled her most secretive sin behind me.
“Hello my dear” seizing her hair as I jerked her head up. “Yes it is about time that you showed our new subject what any woman needs to do before she address me” my cock only one thrust away from her mouth.

EST: LAW & PUNISHMENT Cock Sucking Slut Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM ANAL BONDAGE SEXUAL VIOLNENCE)

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

Smiling, imagining if I got to taste that cunt everyday, every second! Butt an order is a order, my hand hesitated, shaking while on the door knob. “How, how could… Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” feeling the orgasm as it left my body. Feeling the wetness as it coated my fingers. Then realizing that my hand was turning tricks within my own puss.. pussy…

Watching, waiting, knowing full well that I shall have my own little cunt back on the end of my polla before too long. Seeing the door knob turn, seeing it shake my cock was growing harder by the second! “Cum here Chica” played at the end of my lips. I saw the door knob turn, the shadow started to grow! My pacing, my stalking of this raven haired beauty…
Catching her from behind. My cock pressed into her ass crack. Her chest melding with the wall while I licked her neck. “Your Rey has cum for you Chica” tumbled from my mouth as I seized her other arm. Pressing them together, feeling the dampness from her coño. My hand struck out!
The impact with that culo, the ripple effect, the redness that one hard spank could give.

Dad fucks the Babysitter [M/F][cheating][hate fuck]

“The babysitter! Really, James, the fucking babysitter! You fucked the fucking babysitter! How fucking unoriginal! You ruined our fucking marriage with a cliche. You fucking asshole.”

She was right, and James knew it. The banality of the Dad fucks the Babysitter trope was not lost on him. He and Kiera had even joked about it, and looking back that joke may have been the seed that this whole sordid situation sprang from. And boy was it ever sprung, Kiera was pregnant, disowned by her own family for consorting with a married man. Allison, who had discovered the affair because James was not very clever when it came to be being dishonest, was irreconcilably angry, and rightly so. It was a mess.

“Where did you fuck her?”

“Everywhere.”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“Mouth, vagina, ass, everywhere.”

“Fuck you James, I meant where in the fucking house! You fucked her in the ass? Is it because I won’t do that, because I won’t let you do that to me, is that why?”

“Allison, it’s not like that, I…”

41 married male, addicted to trailer trash

I’m what most people would consider successful in life… 41, in excellent shape, great job, beautiful wife, house in the burbs, kids in private school. Despite all that, I can’t stop myself from seeking out slutty, white trash girls to cheat with. I’m chronically attracted to these types of women, but I only act on the attraction occasionally. I’m sure there’s some deep-seeded reason for why I’m like this- my parents divorced when I was about 9 and my parents were somewhat promiscuous after that. I know I saw and heard things I shouldn’t have at a young age. Now my mom wasn’t like a crackwhore or anything, just the small, blue-collar town single mom that would occasionally have some fun after her waitressing shifts and dated a few local barstools.

My everyday life is beyond stable. Marriage and sex life are great, but I’m naturally high-libido and need to cum multiple times a day. Usually between sex with my wife and jerking off, I’m reasonably satiated, but every now and then I just get an overwhelming urge to stick my dick in trailer trash. I’ll get on tinder or go to the dive-iest bar I can find and end up with some damaged slut with daddy issues and zero self esteem. (I just discovered the NSFW meth/drug subs and holy shit…)

The Games We Play

THE GAMES WE PLAY

The only thing darker than the night I was driving through was the mood inside the car. Thandeka, my wife, hadn’t said a word to me since we had left the party. I could feel the fury boiling off her skin, even as she sat perfectly still in the passenger seat beside me. Outside a flash of lightning briefly lit up the soaking road.

 

The evening had started off so perfectly. Thandeka was a lawyer, and it was her firm’s annual outing – just the usual boozy, highbrow affair. She complained that those type of events were nothing more than a chance for the Boys Club to show off their trophy wives and compete with each other over who had made the most money that year. Standing in front of me putting on her makeup, naked apart from an exquisite pair of baby blue panties, she had winked at me and said that of course she made more than any of them. I didn’t doubt it; my wife is an exceptional woman. I had enjoyed watching her get ready, applying her makeup carefully until it was perfect, then dressing in a stunning, white designer dress that hugged her curves and contrasted perfectly with her brown skin. The final touch was a pair of startlingly high, bright red heels that I knew cost more than I made in a month.