Tag: Wife

Mum(40) and daughter (20) have a gala time daddy (49)

My second wife Lauren, was mother of three teenaged girls. Lauren, is average height about 5 feet 2 inches brunette with blue eyes. She’s not the most beautiful woman in the world, but she’s not bad to look at either. She had just begun to put on a little weight normal for a forty-year-old. We had another girl together in our first year of marriage and weight can also be explained due to four childbirths. Laura is five years old and cute as a button now.

Lauren’s other kids have grown up over the five years. The other kids are Hanna, Ashley, and Sarah. Hanna is the youngest at fifteen, Ashley’s eighteen, and Sarah’s twenty.

Sarah married an Indian origin and is now pregnant. In fact she is due sometime this week. His name is Jay. She always had a thing for borwn guys. Sarah stands a little over five feet tall, long brown hair, and blue eyes. It’s a good thing Sarah liked brown guys, because she has an ass that brown guys love, a real bubble butt. Sarah not only has a nice big ass but also is blessed with big tits. Now that she’s pregnant she is over a double d bra size. Read more »

Abbey (part 2) [MF] [Affair]

“Abbey… I CANNOT believe I let you talk me into doing this,” I said, shaking my head. I pinched the bridge of my nose as I looked down at the floor.

“What? Are you saying I DON’T look good??” You gave your patented “pouty, but I know I’m still sexy” look.

“That’s not what I said and you know it. Don’t put words in my mouth.” I was trying my best to sound angry, and I should have been, but she knew me too damn well. “Why not? I let you put plenty in MY mouth,” you said with a devious smile as you traced your fingers around your breasts.

I was sitting on the foot of the bed. You crawled behind me wearing the black and red lace panties and VERY flattering matching corset… that belong to my wife. You leaned over my shoulder, making a bit of a show of resting your ample breasts on my shoulder. “You told me you got these for her YEARS ago and practically had to BEG her to wear them for you the ONE time she did. The night you bought them, as you said. They don’t do any good being tucked back into a drawer and forgotten about. Besides, they fit me pretty well, I think. What do YOU think?” Read more »

I’m fucking my boss. [FM]

Not my direct boss, but he is above me. He has authority over me, both professionally and personally. I love calling him sir whether I’m dressed for the office or undressed for him. The stolen glances across cubicles, his hand stroking my pussy discreetly at his desk, me begging for and getting a kiss in dark corners–I love it.

It’s a game, keeping it a secret from our coworkers and his wife; finding time to fuck in his car or my house, waiting impatiently for the opportunity to finally get destroyed at his desk. It’s risky and dangerous and so incredibly fun.

He’s an experienced player, teaching me the rules. I was hesitant at first, scared–I had never done anything so risky before, but now I can’t stop. I’m constantly scheming of ways to get his cock down my throat or in my cunt. I’m even planning on letting him fuck my ass, something I’ve never done. I can’t get enough of his dick, his mouth, his fingers. I’m constantly wet daydreaming of the next time he’ll be using my body like a fucktoy. Every day, I feel more like a depraved little slut, hungry for cock. Read more »

Finger fucking a “Karate Mom” [MF]

I trained in martial arts for a very long time at a few different schools over the years. In my early 20s I had stumbled upon a school that fit my personality and a style that I really enjoyed. I spent nearly a decade training and eventually teaching there. I normally kept things very professional and was very respectful of my position of authority. There were a lot of adult students and a few of the female instructors who were quite attractive, but I never did anything about it unless we were at a seminar. Something about traveling with a select group made the hookups and sexual adventures okay.

One of the interesting things about being a martial arts instructor is how thirsty the “Karate moms” get for the athletic young men who are so good, patient, and attentive with their kids. It drives the women wild and my peer instructors and I would often have to fend off their only slightly subtle advances on a regular basis. In truth, I had to do it far less than some of my other co-instructors as I refused to teach the children and would only work with the teens and adults. That said, there were several instances of “Karate moms” joining the school and taking classes and those were the moms I had to watch out for. Read more »

(_|_) Fun in Retirement – Di Found A Vibrator! [MF]

I’m a 75 year old retired widower living in a retirement village and having the time of my life with friends (especially with some of the women). What goes on is not what you would expect your grandfather or grandmother to get up to. Here are [previous stories](https://www.reddit.com/user/rayvoit/posts/) if you want, but they aren’t really necessary to read.

I haven’t written anything for a long time. Just haven’t felt like it.

Last year we were stuck in the retirement village for months because of COVID-19. Basically we didn’t leave the village. Our shopping was done for us. They asked that we don’t have family or friends visit. All because the village is full of elderly. We have even been asked to keep our social interaction to outside and practicing “social distancing”. No new news there for anyone.

I haven’t written anything for a long time. Just haven’t felt like it.

Last year we were stuck in the retirement village for months because of COVID-19. Basically we didn’t leave the village. Our shopping was done for us. They asked that we don’t have family or friends visit. All because the village is full of elderly. We have even been asked to keep our social interaction to outside and practicing “social distancing”. No new news there for anyone. Read more »

Encounter at the Library (Fiction) – I’m just a hobby writer and never shared my work before so here we go. Hope you like it.

**Encounter at the LIbrary**

Rebecca Nelson considered herself to be the typical housewife. However, most people would say she was anything but typical. The people that knew her best would say that had ‘the girl next door’ looks, but the people who saw her out and about would say she was rather stunning. Though she tended to dress conservatively for most occasions, she had been known to turn heads when out dancing, or on a dinner date with her husband. In her younger days, she had a promising career as a ballet dancer until an ankle injury changed all of that. She never looked back though and quite enjoyed her life as a housewife. In her spare time, she still taught all manners of dance at a local dance school. While she enjoyed dancing and teaching others to dance, she also enjoyed the physical exercise and the effect it had on her body. Despite having two children, she was still very tone and the envy of the other soccer moms. Her husband was also quite fond of the benefits the hours of dance had on her body. He often joked that she had the hottest body that no one could see. Not being the jealous type, he spent many years trying to crack her out of her shell and show off her body more often. He would buy her outfits that she could never imagine wearing in public. Despite her looks, and knowing how attractive her body was to others, it just wasn’t in her diminutive nature. Rebecca was shy and very submissive by nature despite her attempts to be more aggressive. Most of the time she didn’t mind the way she was, but there were always those rare moments when she thought she should have said or done more. Read more »

Seduced to perform my first bisexual act

(My fantasy with a couple comes true, but not the way I envisioned it).

I walked into B-Dubs around 6pm. I’ve been coming here once a month, the same night, when in town for the past few months. I saw some familiar faces as I sat at the bar to eat. Dining alone it’s much less awkward sitting at a bar than in a booth or at a table.

Anyway, as my food came another familiar face sat two seats away. We usually chatted but we never were actually introduced.

“You here to get an early start for the game?” he started. It was Thursday and the football season recently started. I didn’t want to admit that I had no idea who was playing, at what time or that I was even aware the NFL season began, while sitting in a sports bar.

“Nah, just grabbing a bite and catching it at home.”

We made the usual small talk and then he leaned over, reaching out his hand, “I never got your name. I’m Don.” Read more »

Wife takes a new cock [Voyeur, True Story, Creampie]

Today was going to be an amazing day. The kids spent the night at a friend’s house, so it was just me and the wife, or so I thought. The wife had been talking with a new friend, one that I had hoped she would take the next step and spread her legs to and have the thrill of watching her be penetrated for the first time by another man.

Over the past couple of weeks, I could talk to the wife and convince her to begin talking to some potential prospects for furthering our bedroom entertainment. Taking this step was not taken easily or lightly, as I knew the wife had concerns about how it would play out and what ulterior motives might be associated with my asking.

As the days progressed and we complete profiles on different online sites to try and find a perfect match for her, we began getting flooded with responses from prospects that desired more than to take my wife and enter her holes and fill her with their creamy goodness. Read more »

My English Teacher Took My Virginity 25f

He was a great teacher. Understanding, patient, attentive, & all things else. He’d even let me complete extra credit work, even though I didn’t need it. He often complimented my maturity & intelligence. Even sometimes comparing me to his wife.

After a few months into my junior year, he started making me wait until after class to receive my extra credit work. Didnt seem like a big deal to me considering he was my last class of the day. Nothing special happened. He dug around his desk for a few minutes while asking me about my day/week before handing over my EC work. This became routine. Every Thursday I’d stay behind after class and we’d chat for a bit before I headed home with my work.

I didn’t notice, but our chats started to get lengthier and more intimate over the weeks. He even assigned me a book report on a soft-core erotica that he brought from home. He told me he wanted my perspective on the book, but he never graded/returned that report. Around January, our afterschool meets turned almost date-like. Lots of adult conversations and close moments. We never kissed or anything, but he loved groping my thighs, ass, and breasts. I always felt in control, but he always got what he wanted. Read more »

One Time Offer – Part 1

***So I took a short break from my ‘Victoria’s Secret’ series because I was given a great chance to write stories for a new website. This is going to be my ‘sample’ for them, and hopefully I’ll continue it alongside Victoria’s Secret if it gets enough love. I’ve never written as a female before, so hope you all like it!***

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Emma had been a personal assistant for a few years now, and since leaving college she had worked for Mr Hughes in a small city office. He was never strict with her, because he was too busy enjoying her outfits. She had worked it all out, what he liked to see, and how to get the most out of him. She wore patent black stilettos every day, usually paired with black tights, a tight skirt, and a slightly see through blouse. She could drive him wild by fixing her hair or makeup, and even if she spent an hour of company time doing it, rather than complain, he would compliment her look. If she was in need of a day off, she would simply enter his office with an extra button open on her blouse and ‘accidentally’ flash him a glimpse of cleavage, and she loved knowing the effect this had on him. Mr Hughes had always seemed to be a bit of a push-over, and when it came to his wife he was the same. Her name was Stephanie, and whenever she was in the office she would call him ‘Richie’ which he hated, and she knew it. He liked to be called Mr Hughes, or if you were REALLY good friends, Richard. Read more »