Kinky Exploration – An Adventure in Anal [MF]

If you haven’t read any of my other stories you can find them in my profile, they will help give some context.

Background: Me and my wife (Jess) had been going to therapy and working with a therapist and after working on the primary issue we started working mostly of sexual communication. As part of this we took a sexual kink/fetishes/actions survey where we marked this as No, would try if partner wants, would like to do, and done. To help build communication and our sex life she would pick one, at least once every couple weeks, we would discuss it all together (in a safe space) and then depending on that discuss, try it.

Relatively early on the therapist selected anal sex to discuss. At this point in our lives neither my wife or I had ever tried anal. For me it was kind of ‘would like see what it was like, cross it off the list’ type of item and for my wife it was an I’ll guess I will try type thing. We talked about it in front of and with the therapist and my wife was pretty nervous about it and seemed to be leaning against trying it.

My thai Part 6 [MM/f] [CNC]

My thai Part 6

Head bowed, she stretched out her arms draped in the throw, spread her knees wide and showing a bit more emotion than before, she said, “As you can clearly see, they accomplished their goal of making my body that of a whore.”

Wide open before my eyes was a bruised, welted, scarred and yet, beautiful woman. Puffy, red cigarette burn marks showed on the underside of her breasts, arms and between her thighs. A flash of deep anger coursed through me, but I tamped it down to avoid scaring her.

“They may have modified your body, but they didn’t modify your mind. You escaped.” I said gently.

“Yes. I escaped to save my life, but I am broken beyond repair. The time I spent in captivity was horrifying, but I came to relish, even enjoy certain aspects of my new life. There is no going back,” she said quietly.

“Well, you get to decide what you want to do from now on.” I stated with some resolve, unsure of my role in her future, but determined to be her friend and to help her.

Slutty Wife’s #5 “Some Questions Shouldn’t Be Asked”

Everyone when they enter a new realtionship has the urge to ask questions about an ex or ex’s, some are trivial; others more intimate. But why? What is gained? There is a reason a person left, there are things they will miss;some questions shouldn’t be asked.

Cindy had largely deflected when her husband of 3 years would be a little drunk and ask her how her latest ex was in bed. Mostly because she didn’t want to rehash it, some of her logic however was to spare her husband’s ego. Her patience was being tested one night however, she had had a few too many glasses of wine and began to conceied.

Matt- “I don’t understand…..it’s a simple question…do you miss fucking your ex?”

Cindy- “If I said yes…would that be what you want? Or maybe I say no is that what you want to hear?”

Matt- “The truth…I am just curious…I mean obviously I know that you married me and not him…but I still…I don’t know…”

Cindy- “Just ask…I am done avoiding this any longer…”

Matt- “What was your ex like in bed? Did he have a bigger cock? Did he make you cum? Do you miss fucking him?”

I got blown on an airplane…while flying it. [MF]

Took my wife out to breakfast in our airplane the other morning. After a great meal and a few practice landings we made our way to another airport for refueling. During our flight, she unbuttoned my shorts and grabbed my increasingly hard cock and began to blow me. I was flying via autopilot at the time, but it was still absolutely exciting and I definitely didn’t take long to finish at all, just in time to take the controls and land a few minutes later at our intended airport.

Needless to say my wife was just a bit full when we got home. 😅

Nightly passion [M/F]

Connor returns home after a long day. He hangs his long, furred cloak on the coat rack and leaves his potion belt on the coffee table after kicking off his boots at the door. He walks upstairs and enters their room. He opens the door to see his wife Mara lying in bed with the covers over her, just her head poking out. “Hey Mars. I’m home.” He says walking up to the bed. She looks at him with her purple eyes and a welcoming smile, “Hi hun, how was your day?” He sits down on the bed with his back facing her and takes off his shirt. “Eh it was alright, got punched by an ogre so that was fun. How was yours?” He asks with smirk. Mara smiles and crawls up behind him. She wraps her arms around his broad shoulders and squishes her face into his back. She wraps her long, thin tail around his waist. “Well mine didn’t have any ogres but I did some handy work around the town, helped old man Coger fix his plough.” “Did it break again? We gotta get him a new one.” “Yeah but that’s tomorrow’s problem. Right now…” Mara lets go of his shoulders and falls back. Connor turns his head to see her lying on her back, biting one of her fingers. Wearing a light green lingerie dress with straps over the shoulders holding it up. The material is partially see through. It extends just enough to cover her crotch but he can tell she isn’t wearing anything under it. Her soft skin has a very slight red tint to it and is dotted with freckles around her face, chest and thighs. Her tail flicks excitedly as she waits for his response. She holds her legs closed, not quite ready to show him the goods. “…we’ve got our own ploughing to do.”

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Fucking My Wife While Watching her Fuck Someone Else on Video! Spoiler: HOT!!

When I’m alone, I watch that video, a lot. The one my wife made a few weeks ago, of herself, fucking another man. It wasn’t until last night that we finally watched it together. We didn’t plan to, or rather, she didn’t. I had it ready to go. I wanted it on, in the background, while we were going at it. All I had to do was turn on the bedroom television, and it would play. That took some doing, but this isn’t a how-to electronics story. This is a story of me doing naughty, naughty things to my wife.

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[M]y friends wife used me as a pillow while her husband made her cum [MF-M] [true story] [voyeurism] [group]

“There’s room.”

Those two words will always be synonymous with some sexy voyeuristic shenanigans in my brain now. I’ve been good friends with a married couple for over 20 years, from well before they were married and we were all in college. The guy was my best friend for decades and my college roommate. The gal was his college girlfriend and now counts as one of my best friends as well. When we were roommates we maintained a very casual atmosphere with regards to clothes in our apartment, and often hung out in our underwear or even less. This is a fun custom that we maintained over the years, even if I’m visiting their place to have a beer or two for a couple of hours; usually we’ll end up at least pantsless in our underwear. Sometimes we’d wear even less. Of course with the mixture of alcohol, nudity, and hormones I’ve witnessed my share of sexy activities between the two of them. They deny being exhibitionists and jokingly accuse me of being a voyeur, but when they fuck on the couch next to me what can a guy do but watch?

Punishing my “stepdaughter” [M/F][MDom] Part 2

Charline came back sporadically. I can’t even say she’s Mitchell’s mother because she barely spends any time with him! I got to hand it to her, though, she’s taking care of the bills of the household. She’s given me her credit card to use for daily expenses and a car for me to use.

Apparently her husband had a massive life insurance that he left for them, enough that neither her nor Valentina has to work for the rest of their lives. Valentina, however, insisted on getting her college education.

I’m not priviliged to that, though, and I barely have any money to call my own. I’ve taken up a job at the local grocery store, but when Charline found out she demanded I quit and stay home to care for our child. She gives me an allowance, hooray I feel like a kid once again. It’s a lot of money at about $3000 a month so I really shouldn’t complain.

Valentina and I pretty much reverted to how we acted. After that day, she was cordial and nice to me and I the same to her. As the days went by, though, I did notice her acting a bit more snooty and sharp with me. Before she picked up after herself, but that soon disappeared. She started being nasty to me again. Girls are really weird sometimes.

Sexting you at work part 2 [MMFF] [Cheating] [Humiliation]

*Part 1 is* [*here*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ol4a4a/sexting_you_at_work_mf_cheating_humiliation/)*. The final part will be out in a week or so, in the mean time please let me know what you think. Always happy to chat about my writing, and open to any constructive feedback, positive or negative.*

It has been over a month since your boss called you into her office convinced she’d caught you browsing porn on your phone. The humiliation you felt as you begged her not to fire you, but instead to look through our conversation and see for herself what I had done. You sat there as she took her time reading the messages, looking at the images of your girlfriend being taken by another man. With each ping of a new message arriving, you winced in your seat, imagining what horror was appearing on the screen before her. I continued to send them unaware of her intervention. The knowledge your boss was seeing these violations before you as you sat in confusion, making it all so much worse for you. Why was I doing this? When she handed your phone back, seemingly satisfied you weren’t the instigator of this situation, you went back to your desk to finish your work. Only then were you able to see for yourself, what she had seen. As she sent you on your way, what was it you saw in her eyes, pity, or something else?

[45M/23F] Alpha Gene and me

As a Latina, nothing gets me hotter than a truly confident man. I’m not talking about some bullshit poseur, talking loud and fronting, but someone who doesn’t even need to say a single word yet all the other men tread lightly around them, knowing their place. In my culture, we call this “machismo” and it’s the ultimate aphrodisiac. I believe in the duality of a person in the sense that I’m not looking to wind the clock back 2 generations and make my entire life about folding laundry, but still… I just get so hot for genuine tough guys. The instant I met “Gene” (name changed for anonymity) I could tell he was the real deal. At first, I thought he was in the military, based on his insane physique despite being in his mid 40s, his “high and tight” haircut, and his ultra-masculinity, but it turns out he’s just VP of Sales at some company. The sex with this man is beyond Rockstar. He knows exactly what to do… foreplay lasts until he makes me orgasm… his dick is curved perfection and it just… he beats my pussy up in ways that make me scream unattractive noises. I can always feel it the day after… that delicious dull ache—I am too tight. I know many girls say that but I truly am.