Tag: Wife

How I [M] met my wife [F] in the most unlikely and unusual way ever.

So I have been offering up photos of the wife and posting things we or she has done. And I get asked a lot on how we met. Well this is how that went down.

In 2010 i had broken up with someone I had been dating for 4 years. And before this i went from one steady relationship to another. Trying to get them to each work out longer than the last. And I did, but I never went out and had “fun”. So for about a year I basically slept around while leaving things open for a long term. But taking this time as a learning experience and figuring things out because I was still pretty inexperienced relationship wise.

While I was doing this I was finding out a lot of things about myself actually. Insecurities I had. Areas I needed to grow in. But the most important lesson was that what I thought I wanted in a partner, was not the complete picture of what worked well with me as a person. And if I wanted anything more than a fling, this information would be most valuable. And I was being fair. I was up front, about how I was going through some growth, how I was a broken person and anything long term may not be in the cards. Read more »

[MF] Getting to work out years of frustration on a willing slut

It had been too long. Being safe and protecting my loved ones meant that it had been over a year since the last time I dipped into my darker desires. Over a year since I had someone tied up and begging for permission to cum.

So it was a pleasure to find Miss Z, recently broken up from a Dom-sub relationship, a fan of my artwork and eager to let me work my frustrations out on her.

We met up at the bar of my hotel, and I was honestly a little nervous. It has been well over a year since I’d fucked someone other than my wife. She admitted to being nervous too, with her bag full of toys and healthy amount of cleavage pushing up from her dress.

We grabbed drinks and chatted for a bit, sharing stories about different kinks we had gotten up to, what our limits were, what our safewords were. We discussed how my wife was a cuckquean and would be getting a full report when I got home, and how virgins are vastly overrated compared to fucking dirty little sluts. Read more »

[MF] I hooked up with my wife’s sex-deprived friend when her husband wouldn’t

At the start of the pandemic, my wife’s friend Amanda texted me out the blue to ask if we were getting good use out of our rowing machine, as apparently she was thinking about buying one. I told her I was using it about 3x a week, but that it’d been a pain to set up. Eventually, over the course of texting, Amanda told me that her husband Colin didn’t appreciate her much anymore and hadn’t seem overly interested in her since she gave birth about a year prior. Being polite, but also ever the flirt, I told her that Colin was being ridiculous and I thought that – if anything – she might look better now than she did then. She accepted the compliment and somewhat flirted back, talking about how lucky my wife was that I was aging well too.

This then simmered down for a few weeks until about a month later, on a Monday, when she texted me out of the blue yet again.

‘Hey! Are you around this week? I wound up getting the same model rower that you guys bought and could use some help assembling it!’ Read more »

The Good Slut [MF] [Taboo] [Rough]

The music and laughter faded as I quickly walked down the hallway looking for a bathroom. Unzipping my pants and starting to pull my dick free I threw open the cracked door I figured was the bathroom. Rose sat on the toilet, legs spread wide with a hand furiously fingering her pussy while the other hand stretching out her nipple roughly. She didn’t stop with interruption, infact her eyes looked me up and down evaluating me. Before resting on my hand mid fishing my cock out of my jeans. She moaned as she bit her lower lip, tugging her nipple even harder.

Peaking my head down the hall, I assured no one was coming before softly closing the door. Rubbing the shaft of my stiffening cock, still in my jeans, I awkwardly walked over to Rose. I watched as she slowly pulled her fingers out of her wet pussy to slowly circle her clit. Her back arched as she massaged her breast, working them roughly and pulling her nipples hard. I felt precum leak into my underwear as I stroked myself harder. She stiffles a grunt as her fingers dive deep inside herself again, her eyes still locked on my jeans. She smiled as I pulled the erection free from it’s denim prison and slowly stroked my length. Read more »

I 26[M] had sex with a Married Co-Worker 42[F]

This happened a couple of years ago when I was 26.

There was a hot mature hispanic milf working at the warehouse where I worked. She was 42, married and a hot mom with a banging curvy body. It was obvious she was into younger guys; The way she dressed and flirted. Rumors get around quick at the warehouse as some of you know, so I heard about her cheating on her husband with younger guys that worked there.

However while I worked there I never had the courage to really go after her. I never shared with anyone my major kink for milfs and married women. Plus I knew how quickly rumors spread and I didn’t want to be apart of it. So every conversation between her and I was friendly, even though staring at her wedding ring was secretly driving me crazy.

Fast forward, I quit that job but still had her Snapchat. She would always post sexy pics on her story so I became more bold commenting and flirting with her since I didn’t work there anymore. She eventually started flirting back and we start sexting. She tells me she’s so shocked I’m into her because I never gave her that vibe while we were co-workers. I told her I would purposely walk behind her to stare at her big juicy ass. She always wore yoga pants. She couldn’t believe it lol Read more »

[MF] Wife asks a key question

My wife and I went to a wedding of the daughter of friends of ours. We pregamed a little bit at a local beer garden and then headed to the reception. Things went well and my wife was enjoying her Maker’s and Ginger’s. The music got to be really boring so we went our for some air. While we’re sitting out side she looks to the right and says ‘do you think you could cum if we fucked over there?’. I told her probably not but we should try…she said ‘I think the whole point would be to cum right?’. I said that I’m happy just to do it and cumming is extra. So we work our way thru the grass, behind and out building and agree this is the spot, she hikes up her pink dress and pulls her panties down as I unzip and get my cock out thru the zipper. Its super hard at this point and I’m doing my best but there’s no lube. I try but have to get my pants off and try again. I check to see if she’s lubed enough and stick my finger in her shaved pussy. She starts to moan as I check her out and generally she’s not one for fingerfucking. I can’t believe that I’m looking at my wife, bent over, beautiful ass sticking out and start to fingerfuck her more.
So I’m sliding my finger and and out of her pussy at a brisk pace and she can’t help but moan ‘Oh, oh, oh’ with each thrust into her wet pussy. She was really getting into it and I didn’t want to stop what I was doing as she was getting wetter and wetter. I had my fingers in curled slightly down hoping to massage her g spot. She’s never squirted before so I was doing my best. I fingerfucked her for several more minutes until my iwatch rang. People for the wedding were looking for us as it was wrapping up. She turned around and started to jerk my cock off as it was superhard from all this unexpected activity. I got on my knees and put her left leg over my shoulder as I started to finger fuck her from the front and lick her sweet pussy. I could only do that for a minute or so as the iwatch rang again and we both figured we were being missed. We were, the wedding had ended and folks were starting to leave.
I pulled my pants up and tried to take her panties from her so she’d be walking around commando but she said ‘no way’. Neither of us came and given the circumstances and level of alcohol on board, it was unlikely. Doing it without the alcohol would never happen as my wife is very uninhibited when she’s drunk.

How I want to be raped (mf)

One of my biggest fantasies ever is to get raped. I’ve chastised myself with the lack of ethics behind it way too many times but I can’t stop wanting it. Sometimes, I dress like a whore just to get a few stares. Don’t get me wrong, it is scary and intimidating but it turns me on twice as much. One time I was travelling alone to my friend’s house. I was wearing a tight black crop top and denim shorts that rose up way too high when I sat down. I don’t really know why but I had a random urge to sit next to the driver, and so I did. I throw my bag with all my stuff in the back seat. Five minutes into the drive, I started adjusting my shorts and bra strap because they were digging into my skin and were slightly uncomfortable but each time I’d know very well what I was doing. He glanced at me a couple of times and surprisingly, he wasn’t too subtle about it. My heart was beating very heavily but the thrill of it made my clit throb. He started to make small talk with me and one time, I pulled my bra down by the wire through my top while we were talking. I was scared and wanted to get the fuck out but at the same time, the rush made me so impossibly horny. I wanted to check whether he had a hard on. I knew that would make me squirm, but I was too scared to look because I felt it might be taken as consent. Read more »

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The Harvest, Part 2 [MF] [2nd Person] [Male POV] [Stepcest]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oo0p0o/the_harvest_mf_2nd_person_male_pov_stepcest/)
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You wake up the next morning in your master bedroom, all alone in a bed big enough for four. The very first thing you do is check your phone to see if Ashley’s answered you.

*If you’re still bumming it in your McMansion I might be down just to keep you company. What’s the living sitch like?*

You can guess she’s really worried about the occupants, not the building. Clever girl. You can only imagine what lies her mother’s told her about your love life.

*Just me myself and I. And 10,000 square feet. And a swimming pool.*

Her reply comes almost instantly. Which, given the time, means she’s texting in school. Bad Ashley.

*No lucky lady?*

*Would you consider yourself lucky?* you type out before thinking better of it. Witty, but too early and too forward. You delete in a hurry and send a simple *nope* instead. Ashley tells you she’s thinking of coming over after school to check your place out. You answer with mild approval, not wanting to let on how enthusiastic you really are about the prospect. Read more »

[BDSM] Decoration for a party + custom erotica

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She could hear the doorbell ring behind the imposing door. It was not the unpleasant, jarring noise of a measly peasant’s doorbell, but a stately, welcoming ‘gong’. This doorbell was meant to announce people of means, of influence.

*So, what the hell am I doing here?* Claire became painfully aware of her worn clothes and old bomber jacket.

An elegant, petite woman opened the door and lit up in a blinding smile. The long silk dress hugged the slender body, and diamonds shone from the earrings and necklace. There were gentle streaks of gray in the ebony hair, but it only added class. Read more »

Hanging out with a Hotwi[F]e Part II (MFM)

The next morning I woke up and was pretty hung over, tired and very satisfied. Earlier that evening I had heard Amy and Jay going at it and had decided to let them be after our all night marathon fuckfest. As I groggily awoke Jay walked in and instantly my mind spun to the previous night’s activities. Was this going to be the turning point ? Jay was a bit smaller than me, but then again I just fucked his wife several times. Things had gone well after our first tryst, but now the next morning the light could be shining on a different person.

My mind was instantly put at ease when Jay kicked me on the couch and shouted “Reveille Reveille Devil Dog, time for some chow.” I jumped up off the couch and we headed into the kitchen. There Amy was cooking up some pancakes and bacon, as she saw us enter the kitchen she gave that long southern “Mawwnin Lovers.” Read more »