Tag: Wife

A wife’s bargain [MF] part 1

It was hard work being a working mother. Having to raise three kids and still be emotionally available. I was just going through the motions if were being honest.

Don’t get me wrong, my husband James does the best he could but now during these hard economic times he’s been out of the job. Losing his top position as head of sales in the local tech company.

We’ve both worked there since before we got married. And I just so happened to be promoted to head of sales shortly after he was fired. Sad I know but we needed the money so I stepped up to the plate. And it turns out I may even be better that he ever was at it. (But don’t tell him I said that)

So now we’ve been able to stay afloat for a while, but no where near what we used to make. In fact we are in danger of losing our house. I can’t support the family like this and it’s been causing a strain in our home. Read more »

Wife’s college age sister blows me while wife is out [sister-in-law][MF][cheating]

Keep in mind, this was like 15 years ago or more.

I used to work evening shift and get off around 10-11pm. My wife would go out clubbing with her girlfriends. The younger sister would stay home and babysit. My kids were 2 and 4 at the time so they went to bed early… they’re usually asleep when I come home…. I got home and she was watching something on tv and I sat next to her watching it too…. we only had one couch at that place…. it got about midnight and she was dozing off…

She “fell” asleep and leaned on my shoulder. I didn’t mind because I liked it. She smelled good too.

She was about 5’0” and built like my wife except she had more ass and little less boobs. Probably a C cup. Read more »

[MF] A Tale of Vanilla Marital Sex

On a previous throwaway account I shared a story of an encounter between my wife and I. After a few weeks away with family (room sharing) and her monthly visitor, we finally managed to get down to business again last night, so thought I would share the tale. Apologies, nothing outrageous here, but seemed to be appreciated last time.

We went to bed, and were chatting, then started kissing. Our hands were all over each other, I was grabbing her ass and her tits, whilst she grabbed my ass and pulled my hips against her as our tongues danced in each other’s mouths, both frustrated from our enforced break from intimacy. I rolled her onto her back and slid the strap on one side of her top down her shoulder so I could free her breast to lick and bite on her nipple. Read more »

Sons best friend, was my best ride.

(This is just something off the top of my head. It’s a short setup for a reoccurring fantasy of mine. Hope it’s of interest)

The car rocked steady and unbothered as the rain poured over the old beat up truck. Headlights off and foggy windows in that abandoned parking lot, were obvious indications of what was taking place if anyone were around to see.

I remember it all to well. The pina colada air freshener mixed with the smell of sex and sweat. Your radio playing something slow, while my red panties hung on your rear view mirror.. I’ll never forget that first animalistic grunt in my ear as you entered me.
A thick white cock in my tight brown cunt.

My face in your neck as I straddled you…. My hand twitching as I cling onto a bicep. My wedding ring reflecting a streetlight. Mistakes I still debate if I regret to this day . But in the moment it was all I wanted, and by the way you cling to me, it must have been all that filled your mind too. Read more »

[MF] There is Sex in the Champagne Room

It’s been a decade since this happened but it’s still one of my favorite memories.

A buddy was getting married so we planned a bachelor party in Montreal for him. This was during our more experimental times so my wife Hannah gave me a hall pass; but only a handjob. I wasn’t going to argue.

If anyone has been to Montreal, you’ll know that every other building on St Catherine’s St is a strip club. The first few nights were pretty non-eventful. Got dances, drank, got more dances.

On our last night, we decided to leave the main strip and go to a club that’s a bit out of the way. On arrival, we paid entry, tipped the bouncer, and got seated in a VIP area. We paid two gorgeous blondes to put a show on for the bachelor. One was taller, a little on the skinny side, very pretty face. The other was just my type. 5’3”, nice sized breasts, small waist, wide hips, great ass, and beautiful.

During the show, the shorter stripper, Pamela, kept glancing over and giving me sultry looks. Once the show was over, she invited us to go outside with her and her friend during their break. Read more »

How we spent our Valentine’s Day [FM] [FF] [FFM]

My wife and I got into the lifestyle a few years ago. We don’t go too wild with it – maybe a few experiences a year, at most. We have one female friend who introduced us to going to clubs. She and my wife hooked up a few times, and it was nice. This friend had been single at the time, but she recently started dating a man who was just as horny as she was and became very interested in the lifestyle. We’d all visited clubs together, but nothing much happened outside of some making out.

So, we decided that it would be fun to have a double date for Valentine’s Day. The other couple, who had not had any lifestyle experiences together outside of the few club visits with us, we’re totally on board.

When Valentine’s Day came, the other couple visited our house. We ordered some dinner, watched some TV, and listened to some music together. At one point, my wife went into the kitchen to get a drink. Since she had been talking to the other man, he followed her to continue her conversation. Read more »

My wife [F] went commando to a family party and my Dad [M] found out

My wife has been wearing lots of short and floaty summer dresses to take advantage of the hot weather and I told her in bed that I fantasise about her going commando underneath them.

We had a garden party with family and friends at my parents’ house last weekend and in the car on the way over there she dropped the bombshell that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. It was such a turn on. I immediately put my hand between her legs to verify and was almost shocked to be able to slip my finger in her without any material standing in the way.

She told me I had to “make sure she was covered” all day and said it was a very big deal for her to do this for me because she worries about the personal hygiene side of not wearing any knickers, especially on a hot day when things could get a little sweaty. I told her not to worry and enjoy the breeze down there! She laughed and said she’d try. Read more »

The Handyman Couple [femdom] [cuckold] [F4M]

******A fictional story, I was trying for a cuckold type tale and….well, you can see what happened. The heart wants what the heart wants I guess.*******

My wife Liz and I are both teachers which means that every summer we are off work and need a little extra help with the bills. This summer was particularly bad because one of our vehicles broke down and it was going to cost us about a thousand dollars to fix it with money we obviously didn’t have. To remedy this problem, we began doing handyman type jobs, but as a couple.

We put an ad in the paper and word spread pretty quick that we were willing to do a lot of work for not very much money. After all, we weren’t trying to get rich, just raise enough to get by.

After a couple weeks of doing odd jobs for random people and not getting paid much at all, we received a kind of big job offer from a guy who lived in the next town over. Apparently, he needed help painting the inside of his house and going through some stuff. Read more »

Ever wanted to do it at the cinema…in 1901?

Before Orlando could offer anymore information, a hush spread over the crowd as the Phantoscope began to whir, then lit up the white sheet in front of them. Violet heard a few people gasp along with her, then a few nervous chuckles when the picture started to play. Under her breath, the maid read the title “Le Coucher de la Mariee,” then looked puzzled at Orlando.

“It means, ‘The Bride’s Dilemma’,” Orlando whispered in Violet’s ear.

“I hope the whole picture isn’t in French.”

Now on the screen were two people, newlyweds, clearly from their somewhat chaste behavior. The husband seemed absolutely besotted with his new wife, he kept pawing at her clothing. He looked as if he were begging her to disrobe, but the wife was bashful. Occasionally, she would push him, gently, away; no doubt how her mother taught her to be on one’s wedding night. The new wife gestured for her husband to go behind the screen so she could undress in private. Some men in the crowd began to whistle as the woman began to remove her many layers of clothing. When the insatiable husband began to peek around the screen for a look, Violet chortled along with the rest of the audience. Each time he tried to catch a glimpse of his wife’s pearly skin, she would shoo him away, much to the watcher’s chagrin. Fortunately, she keep up the demure, little burlesque until she was down to her corset and pantaloons. Read more »

Vivian the Tease – M/f – BDSM and mild humiliation

Vivian awoke that morning, naked and hurting, but hurting in the most wonderful way. She took her time looking herself over, enjoying the small bruises she could see here and there on her skin. Especially the three spots on her left breast, she could almost imagine seeing his fingers there, pressing in, claiming her flesh as his.

He had given her orders to follow today, while he was off in some other city on business. She wasn’t thrilled that she wouldn’t have him again tonight, but she already felt herself getting aroused thinking about her tasks.

The first was of course, that she wasn’t allowed to have an orgasm. What made that harder, was that the second was she was supposed to find time to get herself to the edge twice. To send him pictures of what she was doing to herself.

The asshole. How dare he, she thought, how dare he tell her what she could or couldn’t do with her body. There was real malice in the thought. Real irritation. But also arousal. She was going to do it and god damn herself, she was going to enjoy it. How did he know? Would he have treated anyone like this or was he correctly figuring her desires out? And how, she didn’t even understand her desires? But here she was, knowing she was going to let this stranger control her and her body even when he was a city away. Read more »