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My family moved from California to Texas four years ago, during the summer before my freshman year. Entering high school was going to be hard enough, but to do it in a completely different town, a completely different state, I wasn’t so sure. Amanda made it easy. I met Amanda the day after we moved in. July, in Texas, is hot; the sun lives here, I swear. The doorbell rang, I opened the door, and there she was. Amanda. Wearing shorter shorts than we wear in Cali, a skimpy little tank top that halfway covered her bikini top. She was 14, same age as me. That afternoon she would become my first friend in my new home.

Freshman year breezed by, thanks to Amanda. We played together, studied together, talked about boys together. Our bodies became more developed, filling out our bikinis a bit more nicely. We were both on the volleyball team, skipping cheerleader tryouts, at least for freshman year. Sophomore year was more of the same. Amanda talked me into trying out for cheerleader. We both made it! More studying together and talking about boys, and practicing our cheers. My first kiss, my first real kiss, was with her. It wasn’t a lesbian type kiss or anything. Neither of us had ever kissed a boy, and Amanda had a huge crush on this guy, I don’t remember his name, but he asked her to Spring Fling. She was freaking out. Read more »

[MF] [CNC] The time I roughly fucked my sleeping wife

TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains a consensual act and boundaries were discussed ahead of time. Don’t spring this on someone without discussing it with them first!
This story contains Consensual Non-Consent.

I don’t know how I came across the concept of Free Use the first time. The kink that someone could just *take* sex from their partner when the desire struck them seemed so hot to me, and the more I checked it out, the more I imagined myself in the scenarios I saw; coming up behind my wife in the kitchen. Walking in on her shower and joining her. Having her seat herself on my face as she played video games…

We went into our experiment with enthusiasm but we hit a wall fairly quickly. Her work schedule is, currently, oppressive. I don’t fault her for that. If anything I encourage it as she pays for her schooling while getting industry-specific experience. That said however, she would be up and out the door each morning just as I awoke and my morning wood began to stir. In the evening she was clearly too tired and, despite having permission to make an approach, it never felt like an appropriate time! Beyond a few morning blowjobs when she had a later start to her day, Free Use remained a pipe dream for now… Read more »

Trapped in the Woods – Pt 1 [Cuckolding] [NC]

12:53pm. That’s the last time I remember seeing on my phone. We had been settling into our campsite – my wife, Kaylee, and her sister, Kim, and Sam, Kim’s new boyfriend. Sam had suggested the spot – a little more remote than the high-amenity sites we’d usually hit, but the long gravel road hadn’t been too bad, and setting up camp without the noise of other sites was a welcome change.

We sat in a small circle on the ground, laughing as we made our way through an early afternoon bottle of wine. The sisters sat side by side in nearly identical tank tops. Kaylee’s bright red hair flowed over her considerable bust, adding framing to her pale cleavage. Kim lacked Kaylee’s size, but what she lacked up top she made up for in her hips and those ample cheeks her leggings struggled to contain.

That’s about when I checked my phone. Kim announced, with much fanfare, that she had to pee. She bounded away into the woods, her short curly brown hair bouncing with each step. We continued with our drinks, laughing at some lame joke Sam had made, until we saw Kim walking slowly back to camp. Her gait was straighter, and her face was nearly ashen. Even from a distance the tremble in her hand was obvious. Read more »

Reporter’s dilemma part 04

By the time the kids got home, Caroline was feeling somewhat more like the Mom they’d be expecting to see. The valium had really taken the edge off her anxiety, and her ass was hurting a lot less. She listened, smiling and nodding at the right spots, as her 8-year-old daughter Mindy and her 6-year-old son Connor told her about what had happened at school.

The kids went off to play a video game, and Caroline set about making dinner. It was soothing to be able to focus on something else, as she measured out flour, water, everything she needed. She was going to make a homemade pizza, none of that ready-made pie crust, that had all the flavor of week-old cardboard. Her pizza crusts were all made from scratch, and she enjoyed the looks on people’s faces when they got a taste of her pizza. After mixing it thoroughly, she left the dough to rise and started to chop up the toppings, mushrooms, green pepper, green olives, and pineapple. The kids LOVED pineapple on a pizza, and Caroline had to admit, after trying it herself, she had become a fan of it too. With the practiced ease of a chef, Caroline laid out the dough in a big square pan, covering it with a generous helping of her Mom’s homemade pizza sauce, spread the toppings, and a heaping of shredded mozzarella cheese on top. Read more »

Self Therapy

I’ve decided that I would start posting on here as a form of self therapy. Lately I’ve been troubled by anxiety and depression. Part of that I feel stemming from the downturn in the sexual relationship with my wife and I. There used to be a time when we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. But after a baby, steep increase in work, and almost nine years together, three of which being married our sex life has become a bit mundane and vanilla. That’s not to say we don’t have our occasional interludes of passion but the majority for the most part is repetitive and by the numbers. I’ve come to doubt myself sexually in the bedroom with her. Whereas I used to feel confident and sure of myself giving my sexual experience I no longer feel as if she truly enjoys me let alone desires me. It’s left me feeling awkward and doubtful as to how to please her. I told her a few months back that I at least wanted to have sex once or twice a week but even that seems like a chore to her I feel. I can’t tell if she genuinely enjoys it anymore organically or if she’s just placating me and filling her quota for the week. There have been times of frustration in which I’ve told her it didn’t count because it didn’t seem genuine. She’s told me that I shame her for feeling like it’s not good enough or that it doesn’t count and I realized in that moment how it must seem and the deep regret I feel about my words and actions. Sometimes I just feel lost. I no longer pursue having sex with her; partially because I don’t want her to feel pressured and because she’s told me sometimes she thinks that’s all I care about but also because no matter my interest we would only do it on her terms or schedule. I don’t desire other women, by that I mean while I look at other women and can acknowledge their attractiveness I don’t crave or desire them sexually. I genuinely only want my wife. But I feel like that’s not good enough anymore, at least not for her. Sometimes I think she’s bored of me. There is little spontaneity now a days. We used to tell each other stories of our youthful sluttiness without divulging what was fiction or truth and of late it’s only me trying. She’s never worn lingerie for me, hates the type of clothes I like to see her in (mostly due to her own insecurity), and doesn’t have any interest anymore in being sexual or flirty when not in the privacy of our home. Occasionally she will send me a sexy pic of herself when out with friends, traveling, or at work events. But sexting itself has become rare and few and far between. I’ve tried repeatedly in the past but it would become painfully clear it wasn’t something she had time for and possibly little interest. I just don’t know what to do… I find myself withdrawing at times. I’m afraid to put myself out there or try and initiate because I’m tired of getting shot down whether because it’s not a good time or she’s not in the mood. I sometimes would try to have sex with her in the night (albeit without me realizing it sometimes) only to be rejected or for her to go through with it but clearly not enjoy it. Now we put pillows between us so I don’t wake her up and if I do happen to be horny I just go downstairs to watch porn and jack off. Sometimes I think it’s only a matter of time before she finds someone else if she hasn’t already; and if not sexually then at least emotionally. Read more »

Newly Divorced – Part 1

I look at Julie’s profile, as she is listening intently to the judge. A ray of light makes its way into the judge’s office, hitting her face, turning her red hair into a mass of fire; I cannot help but thinking how stunning she looks. She has dressed for the occasion: a very strict blouse and jacket, and a long pencil skirt, business-like attire – because she does mean business. I feel under-dressed, in my jeans and Nirvana t-shirt. After 14 years of marriage, she still looks amazing. Too bad this has to end this way…

She finally senses that I am staring at her. She slowly turns her head towards me, her light brown eyes shooting daggers. She straightens herself in her chair, and turns back to the judge, who finishes reading the document.

« — Mr. Boisseau, do you agree to the terms? suddenly asks me.
— Uh?
— Do you agree to the terms of the divorce I’ve just read? »

Julie turns towards me again, her face a mask, with the stern attitude of a sphinx ready to pounce on the lost traveller. I see the glimpse of a smile in the corner of her mouth, that she tries to repress. Glad to see I can still make her laugh! Read more »

[MFM] The first time a man joined my wife and I

We had gone to an “Adult” club near us a few times, but normally just walked around to sightsee. Having discussed threesomes and such but never took it much further than that. I knew she had interest in other guys as most married women do, but she kept it mainly to herself. With her work she was around men most of the day and I got to know some of them, and could tell a good amount had an interest in her. With her being a smaller Asian women, with that darker skin and longer black hair men seemed to always be curious about her. There was one guy in particular that I could tell was really into her. I never talked to her about it until after he got transferred to another office in a different state. Read more »

My Wife had a titfight. She lost…

I usually get to see my wife act scandalous. But tonight was certainly different. Tonight was a heartbreaker.

We were at dinner, at Steve’s house. He was a close friend. Well, he was *my* close friend.

Diane, my wife. Tagged along with me so it wouldn’t feel awkward between me, him, and his wife.

Oh, and his Wife? Absolute stunner. Aiesha, ebony woman. Thick, curvy, and just the right amount of fashion sense to turn you on. She wore purple eye shadow to compliment her deep blue lipstick. Her attire, at least when I was around, was more than revealing. A sequined black dress, it shined in the overhead light of our dinner table. Yep, there was no denying it. She was hot as hell.

Now. You’re probably wondering why Boasting about another mans wife. Don’t I have my own slice of heaven at home? Well, my wife *certainly* was gorgeous. Pale, but creamy skin. Long black hair. Piercing blue eyes, Luscious red lips. And a full, heaving chest. Her body type was similar to Aiesha. But there was a little bit more chub to her lower body. She had love handles. To paraphrase. Read more »

The Guest (Threesome) (MFF)

“Hey…” He said.

Hey?’’ She said back.

“I know you’ve expressed interest in women…” he started…

“…Yeah?” she asked, hesitantly.

“Well what about her?”

He showed me a picture. “Oh. Her… Hadn’t thought about her before, but she was sexy… I trusted her. Hmmmm…..

It wasn’t a bad idea…She was sexy…” She talked out loud to no one really…

“I don’t know… I don’t want to ruin any friendships…” She said to him.

“I get that, but we are all adults, and I think she might like to experiment a bit too…”

“Let me think about it…” she said, letting her mind fantasize a bit before telling him yes…

“I want to have her over, just to talk.” She told him.

I want to see how she would feel. You know, hypothetically.

Are we those people now? They laughed.

They had her over. They would usually just talked online, but they were trying to be more social after the pandemic. Have friends over. Board games, wine, dinner sort of thing. Questions. like, ’Can I eat your box while you choke on my husbands cock?” Comes after the wine. Read more »