My Wi[F]e and the Biker Girl[F]

My wife and I went to a biker Bar with a new girl I had recently hired, Sindi. Sindi is a very tough, cute girl and an obvious slut with a petite but sexy body. Smaller tits. At the bar we were introduced to everyone. We were the only ones without tattoos and leather. After a couple drinks I was making friends and talking, Sindi said she wanted my wife to meet some friends of hers at another bar close by and left for what was to be a few minutes.

After about an hour and a half, and a lot of worrying on my part, my wife and Sindi returned. My wife was blitzed. She needed to go to the restroom but returned shortly because she could not get her belt undone. She was wearing tight jeans. Her blouse was buttoned out of sequence, I could see that her bra was in her purse and she was a mess. I walked with her to the restroom to help and realized her belt was twisted and her panties were around only one leg and bunched up against her pussy. I got her straightened out but she was too drunk to explain what happened or didn’t want to tell me. We went home with her passed out. I pulled her jeans off her for comfort in the car and put her to bed. I did slide a finger in her pussy to see if there was any cum, as she looked like she had been fucked, but it didn’t look or taste like it.

[M]y stepsons g[f] watched me cum

It is a Saturday morning and I was enjoying my quiet day of watching TV, while my wife did Some shopping. I was flipping through channels when my step son, Jay, opened the front door. He didn’t burst through like he normally did but instead waited for a second. He pulled a petite figure from behind the door and the figure stepped forward to reveal her face. His gf is staying over again. She stays over about half of the week. I look forward to it since she walks around the house in just a tshirt and her underwear.

           I smiled warmly at her, allowing my charms to overtake my features as I swept my eyes over her body. She was pale, petite, so frail and dainty I felt like I could snap her in two over my knees. As they quickly walked upstairs, I watched her round little handfuls of ass sway back and forth. Her torn black leggings were tight and I could see her skin underneath from the sheer fabric. My cock pulsed under my sweatpants and I slid my palm over my quickly developing hard-on in efforts to hide it. 

[FFM]Taught her to suck cock then ended up fucking her.

This girl reached out to me after she saw my videos on reddit and wanted me to teach her how to suck her husbands cock, I accepted and had lessons here and there – it started out on a dildo, then she was open to watching me suck her husbands cock and of course, he was okay with it. We would text and I’d give her tips and she’d send videos, we got pretty close where we would hang out a lot, sometimes with her husband but most of the time without him.

When we were drunk, we would make out but it would only go so far and I really enjoyed it. She was petite, small tits but she was very cute in a timid way that you knew secretly she was kinky as fuck – freckles, 5’7”, straight long black hair. Sometimes she would touch my tits saying how jealous she was of them, then stop then apologize but I always said it was okay.

I use to play with couples before but it wasn’t never really for my enjoyment, I mainly did it before I got to fuck the husband and basically degrade his wife. However when this couple approached me and asking for a threesome – I accepted as I really wanted to see her naked.

Anamika my Wife- A real story

Hey Guys,

I am a lucky husband of a gorgeous & hot woman. I have had many kinks for last 12 years and always wanted to explore these kinks without limits. We are married for 17 years. She is 38 and I am 42 though we look far young for our ages. We are currently based in Pune though we originally belong to North India.

My wife Anamika is a gorgeous woman with sexy curvy body with a mouth watering figure of 36C -32-38, height of 5ft -4inch and 65 KG weight with weight at right places. She is very friendly, talkative, easygoing, caring, kinky and innocent woman.

She comes from a very reputed and high class family and have had a conservative upbringing however she is a heady mix of modern outlook, conservative thinking, a devoted wife and also have kinks like PDA and sex in public. She drunks whiskey, rum, Wine or any other good alcohol. She smokes when in good mood and good company.

I had discussed about my cuckold tendencies with her in 2015 and she was startled, pleasantly surprised and shocked that such a thing exists where husband can enjoy his wife with other men. It was like fiction to her. She was so horny and enjoyed these fantasies while love making.

A room with a view

Hi everyone. This is another story I wrote for my wife. Thanks to all who liked and read my first post. Hope you enjoy this one too!

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The green dot focuses on me, watching my every move. There’s nothing else to look at; I’m in a small room, cleared of any furniture, and blankets on the ground for my comfort. There’s my pink vibrator, and the camera.

I am completely naked. I feel completely exposed. This is not being streamed, but will be watched later by my husband, possibly many times. Possibly while he pleasures himself to it. The thought sends a shiver through me. I will make this good. He will forget about porn. I will outperform them all.

I get on my knees and spread them a bit, then I glide my hands down from the top of my head, slowly over the nape of my neck, over my shoulders. I close my eyes and enjoy the tingling sensation. I don’t do this often enough. My skin is smooth and soft, and my hands delicately caress my small, perky breasts. I open my eyes and look into the camera as I pinch my nipples and let out a small groan.

Desire [FFM]

Prelude

“Found her!” your wife says as she scans the crowd. “Already we have only been here for five minutes.” Alan follows her gaze and understands immediately why. The girl, because she is young, has mussed wavy red hair, a beautifully soft face. She is done up, dark makeup with red highlights and dark lips. He has a black turtleneck sweater barely hiding the ample bosom beneath it, cinched at the waist with a belt, over a pleated grey plaid skirt that barely covers an overly ample ass, topped off with thigh high black boots.

“Just your type, gothy with big ass and tits.” She slaps you playfully, nearly missing as she can’t take her eyes off this gem of a girl. The lusty desire in your wife’s hazel eyes is unmistakable. That look had been directed at you on more than one occasion. You see he look falter and look up to see the girl join a young guy on the opposite side of the bar. “Damn, she is with that dude.” Sighing she turned back to look at you, slightly crestfallen. “Maybe he will strike out.”

Me, My Wife, and the Yoga Instructor [MFF] [Long/Detailed]

Katie and I were on vacation, celebrating our anniversary. We booked our stay in a very upscale and adult’s only boutique resort. We had done beach yoga each morning for the last week and the instructor was phenomenal. She would lead the small group, which sometimes only consisted of me and Katie, through a gentle yoga progression. What I appreciated most about her was the way she calmly instructed us to change positions. Her voice was soft and soothing. Due to the looming thunderstorm, she offered us a private yoga session in our room.

I opened the door to and greeted her. With three yoga mats under one arm, she reached her free arm out for a hug.

“Good morning, Jasmine! Thank you so much for offering a private session,” I said, welcoming her into the living room of our hotel suite. Jasmine was about 5’8 tall and in incredible shape. Her dark hair was accented with light streaks of grey that clearly did not bother her. She had big bright and vibrant brown eyes and a comforting smile. Her body was toned as a result of her near constant yoga practice.

Bisexual Fantasy – Sleepover (fiction)

This is part two, for part one, check the comments. Please feel free to give me feedback. This is only my second story, I wrote it for me, but I do care if others enjoy it! Thanks!

I don’t dare remove my tongue as I take a deep breath. I’d been holding it for so long, massaging her clit and gently sucking while my tongue flicks here and there. After catching my breath, I dive back into my wife’s delicious pussy. As I ravage her on the edge of the bed, our wet bodies begin to dry from the blankets and movement. My cock is leaking precum all over the place. The bed spread below is speckled with drips of my anticipation. I need to fuck.

I’m hesitant to leave the tantalizing smell and flavor of her sex, but I know it’ll only be a second before I can enter her and feel another type of bliss. I take one last lap as I climb onto her and skillfully penetrate her without a guiding hand, I’m that hard.

“Bullseye!” I say with a grin.

[FFf] Me [F25] and my girlfriend [F27] finally had a sleepover with Malory [F19] (Part 3!)

As we woke up, we awakened, waking to find that we regained consciousness in our newly awakening state. Freshly rising from our slumber, I began thinking about all of the different ways that one can go about saying that we were waking up. I’m not sure if I’ll leave this part in, because it’s word soup.

I woke to Malory gently kissing my neck and massaging my clit, her arm under my the pillow beneath my head. My girlfriend was not in the bed, but the aroma of her morning espresso filled the house, indicating that she was already up and about.

“Your girlfriend told me to take good care of you until she gets back with coffee,” Mal whispered in my ear, my mind and eyes still hazy with sleep. My whole body subverted for a brief moment as I stretched my arms and legs, curling my toes and enjoying the sensuality of her fingers slowly and gently stroking my already dampening clit.

I 39[M] had a follow up to my weekend adventure with my wife’s friend.

First off, let me address the first post. You hate it, you loved it, it made you feel awkward. Good. Any reaction is a good reaction. That being said, this is my life and I will love it how I want. I appreciate all of your comments and thoughts, but let’s not get into moral discussions. This place is about going wild. Which to me means doing whatever you feel like whenever. You will still need to account for your actions and the consequences of them, but none of us are perfect.

Ugh, enough, let’s see how Wednesday went shall we??

So she texted me Wednesday evening, right after I got done cooking dinner. She said hey are we okay to discuss things. I replied with a no not yet but in a few hours I can “get back to work” and we can talk then. After dinner I went back to my office, aka another room, and texted her back it was okay.