One of The Hottest Nights of My Life [MFM]

Me, my wife, my long time buddy, and his wife were all supposed to go to a MLB game one weekend night. My buddy and his wife got into an argument the day before the game so it ended up just being the three of us go which was fine by me.

The game was great but we wasn’t ready to stop the party so we went to a strip club fairly close to the stadium. My wife is crazy hot and it’s always fun taking her to the clubs. She could easily steal the show there if she wanted to.

We had a great time and was all pretty horned up by the time we left. My wife had quite a bit to drink and was feeling frisky too. I had stayed pretty sober since I was driving and we had an hour drive home.

Once we got in the car I was provoking her to give us our own personal show. After some coaxing, she did just that. She got on her knees in the passenger seat and started blowing me as I was driving. I worked her pants down over her amazing ass and started rubbing her dripping wet pussy. I was so hard I thought I’d explode.

Guy picked me up from a hotel bar and thought I’m a prostitute. I didn’t bother correcting him in his thinking. [FM]

I was supposed to meet up with my regular FWB at a hotel. He used to work there, so guys would just let us use any room that’s available and set to be cleaned anyways. He was late first and at some point said he has to cancel. Happens.

I was wearing quite a revealing black dress and a pair of heels, looking all dolled-up for him. Ordered myself a drink, chatted up the bartender (he’s cute as hell) and got another drink from some guy. He was ok, but boring as hell. Fortunately when he went to a bathroom another guy came over to have a chat. He was more than ok in my book, definitely two levels above the one that just left.

Finding Love Again [M/F]

*** ***Laura*** ***

I’m grateful to Chris for making me feel desirable again and for making me feel loved, even though it was for a fleeting moment.

When Bella, Alana, and I were kids, our family spent Thanksgiving together. We took turns hosting it in each other’s house and, despite Alana’s house is much smaller than ours, her father still managed to host one for us. Our parents didn’t care about socioeconomic statuses, all they cared about is that their kids were best friends with each other and we had a lot of fun!

Of course, my stupidity and selfishness ruined that. Lately, however, our families have been talking about doing it again. Alana’s father, understandably, couldn’t host it anymore since he and Alana live in an apartment now, but regardless we’re going to start spending Thanksgiving again!

Well, next year we will. Alana’s dad has a girlfriend, my parents are out globetrotting and Bella’s parents are having their second Honeymoon. Bella’s and my parents are, rarely enough, so much in love with each other’s spouse that we’re afraid that we’re going to have younger siblings.

Voyeur Hiking Part 1 [GROUP]

It’s late October and my wife and I are spending time out at our house near the Smoky Mountains in eastern Tennessee. The Smokies in the fall is truly one of my favorite places on this planet. There’s always an amazing display of color mixed with the sounds and smells of leaves, evergreen trees and a cleanliness to the air you have to breath to understand. There is almost always a mountain stream or river close by that you can either see or hear whenever you’re on a hike. The constant smell of a campfire or a fireplace just adds to the magic for me in this piece of God’s country. The challenge is learning where to hike given how many people like to visit this area, especially in the fall. Having grown up around the mountains, I know a lot of the trails that are off the beaten path. One Monday afternoon, my wife and I decide to take a hike to a series of Cascades and waterfalls that are not on most of the visitor guides to the park. As avid lovers of the Smokies, we frequently are in the park and thus were used to running into a lot of different people from different states.

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F] Part 20

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*** ***Jackie*** ***

I left that room with fire in my gut. I’m filled with a renewed sense of hope, and I looked up towards what I wanted to do.

I walked with confidence again, past the empty, dark kitchen and into the hallway. I passed by Albert, shirtless as always, but he’s a really nice person. We exchanged a short greeting and we went our separate way.

I threw open the door in our room to find Dean masturbating to porn.

“What the fuck, knock next time you bitch!” He screamed at me. He’s glaring at me, but I didn’t care. At that time, I wanted something and I’m not going to be cute about it.

“Dean, let’s have sex tonight.”

His mouth curled in disgust and his brows furrowed. “No, I don’t feel like it tonight,” he said with a lining of repugnance so obvious. I think he meant “I’d rather have sex with someone other than you.”

“Alright, I’ll say it differently. Have sex with me now or I’ll go over to Chris’ room and have him fuck me. Just to let you know, at this moment he’s fucking Bella and Alana.”

Voyeur Hiking Part 1

It’s late October and my wife and I are spending time out at our house near the Smoky Mountains in eastern Tennessee. The Smokies in the fall is truly one of my favorite places on this planet. There’s always an amazing display of color mixed with the sounds and smells of leaves, evergreen trees and a cleanliness to the air you have to breath to understand. There is almost always a mountain stream or river close by that you can either see or hear whenever you’re on a hike. The constant smell of a campfire or a fireplace just adds to the magic for me in this piece of God’s country. The challenge is learning where to hike given how many people like to visit this area, especially in the fall. Having grown up around the mountains, I know a lot of the trails that are off the beaten path. One Monday afternoon, my wife and I decide to take a hike to a series of Cascades and waterfalls that are not on most of the visitor guides to the park. As avid lovers of the Smokies, we frequently are in the park and thus were used to running into a lot of different people from different states.

My [F]irst [M]arried man pt 1.

Fair warning this is long and there’s no actual penetration or oral.

The day it happened I arrived for work in the pub at 10 to set up for the lunch time service like normal. But there was a last minute change and instead of waitressing I was out behind the bar and Ben’s wife was put in the kitchen. It was odd, because I had no experience behind the bar and there wasn’t really any reason for Kate to be in the kitchen, but I shrugged, tied on my apron and plastered a smile on my face as the door opened up and the patrons came in.

It was a traditional village pub and outside of the tourist season the majority of customers who came in on a Sunday for their roast dinners were the same ones who had left only a few hours earlier and were now nursing hangovers. This was good for me and all the mistakes I made while manning the bar for the first time. Apart from a few leery calls of “a bit more head, Jessie, love.” and a few challenges of my on the fly maths when working out how much change was owed I done okay. I liked being behind the bar, I could look out across the entire pub from behind my post. I was surprised by how small it was though. Just a tight narrow galley packed with glasses and spirits, crates of soft drinks and boxes of crisps. There wasn’t too much space to move around and I realised the touches Ben and Kate shared while they were working together behind the bar were probably less about affection and more about the practicalities of moving around each other.

Getting Pregnant by the Billionaire |M/F| |Fiction|

I run my hands through my belly, caressing my soft skin slowly.

I’ve wanted a baby ever since I got my first doll. The little thing would cry, and I would play with it until it calmed down. Then I would get mad when someone made a noise and the doll cried again.

I know that most women want it all. The family and the career. That’s not for me.

Daughter of one of the richest men in the country, I married well. Not for love, but for my father’s interest.

Fortunately, the guy is hot as hell.

I glance at my new husband. People are cheering us to kiss again, and he leans into me to do as the crowd commands.

I smile at him when he moves away.

I understand what’s expected of me.

Smile. Be polite. Be the trophy wife. Have a baby.

That’s the point of all this.

Just like my father, Andrew is rich and powerful. And he needs an heir to his empire. That’s why he wants a wife. To give him a kid and eventually make him even richer when I get everything my father owns after he passes away.

Wedding Eve Swap. [MF] [MF] Part 1

My wife and I got married recently and we had decided that the night before the wedding we were going to spend the night apart. We made a plan with my best man and her maid of honor to spend the night with them. Her with the best man and me with the maid of honor.

We had played with both of them before and thought it could be a fun way to end our premarital lives with one last fun night alone.

At 11:59PM, after a night of drinking and partying we went our separate ways.

We got to the room and me and the maid of honor started going at it. She pushed me up against the door and was aggressively making out with me and taking my clothes off. She dropped to her knees and started to suck my cock that was already rock hard. She would take breaks from sucking and talk dirty to me, asking me if I was imagining what my soon to be wife was doing with my best man and how slutty she was probably being for him. She had spit all over her face, eyes were watering and make up was ruined. She got up and went over to the bed, slowly dropping her pants revealing her sexy black thong, getting on her hands and knees.

[FM] Cousins Retreat

Very true story – names have been changed. This happened about 4 years ago.

My cousins and I have always been good friends. As we all got older and our interests aligned (mostly drinking, eating and partying) we became even more of a tight nit group. We had rented a cottage for the week – unfortunately life got in the way so we were kind of staggered, all of us showing up and leaving at different times. By the end of the week it was just me, my wife Laura, my cousin Sean and his wife Eve. The 4 of us were the core of the group. We lived close by each other, we were similar in age and Sean and I always had a very strong relationship.