Husband and Wife in Vegas, Seduced by a Couple of Swingers [MFMF]

***My wife and I are going to Vegas next weekend and she asked that I write a fantasy story. This is part 1. We read and appreciate all chats, comments, messages. I’d love feedback on what you’d like to see in part 2… Enjoy.***

“You mean… never?” Jennifer asked Katie and I, her eyes big with anticipation.

Katie and I exchanged glances, both of our faces blushing a soft crimson.

“No,” I say softly, “we have never played with another couple but… I think…” I glance at my wife Katie and she gives me a sheepish nod, “we would be willing to try.” Jennifer and her husband Jake exchange a devilish glance. Katie and I each took a sip of our cocktails and knew that this night was about to turn in to something much more.

I had met them earlier in the day at the blackjack table. Jake was in his mid-40s, just under 6 feet tall and had short dark hair with a salt and pepper beard. He was in good shape and looked like he went to the gym often. We were playing blackjack for nearly two hours when his wife, Jennifer, came to join him. She had been enjoying time at the pool.

Luna and Riley Ch. 09 – Calling Their Bluff [Futa] [Incest] [Sub/Dom] [Lesbian] [Fiction]

Disclaimer: This story is dramatically fictitious and possesses depictions of completely unrealistic and unattainable body standards. If that isn’t your forte then you may not find this story to your liking. If you decide to read the story regardless I thoroughly hope you enjoy it! Thanks!

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Written By: RebHillBabe

### Chapter 9: Calling Their Bluff

Luna sat on the living room loveseat, her long, thick legs stretching across it completely. Riley was sitting on her lower shins, slaving away, massaging Lunas muscular legs one at a time. As a part of the punishment, Luna did her best to ignore Riley, robbing her of the satisfaction of pleasing her sister. Luna hid her face behind her phone, pretending to swipe and tap, as she bit her lip to keep from revealing her euphoric condition.

The taking part 06

The room soon became a symphony of hot fucking. Joe was freed up, and Blue said, “There’s your little wifey, look how well fucked she is, take a ride, Joe, bet she’ll love it!”

Joe was gonna love it, having been relegated to nothing more than an occasional suck job, and an even less occasional anal fuck, when she was drunk or super horny, he had a lot of pent up fuck lust built up, and he was going to use Corinna like a wife should be used. Ass fucking Linda had been a pleasure, and he was still running hot.

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Right next to them, the loud sounds from Linda filled the room, as Green and Blue were giving her a DP. Green was laying back, filling his eyes with the sight of Linda squatting over him, pushing her hips down, and feeling her cunt getting stuffed with the full 10 inches. She felt herself being pulled down, her ass upthrust, and the hated feeling of lube being dribbled all over the tight pucker. The third time was definitely not a charm.

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[FF] My wife passed out from cumming last night.

First of all, going back to last Sunday, we had been messing around in the middle of the day when we were interrupted and had to stop. I was in the middle of going down on her when we had to wrap it up. This was followed by a tough work week for both of us, and we weren’t able to resume our business.

Last night, after we both got home, I told her I had a *project* I was planning to finish tonight–something I had been in the middle of last weekend before I had to stop. It took a couple of increasingly obvious hints/emphasis on “*project*” before she got the hint. We still had plans to meet a couple of friends for driveway drinks for the night, so we did that and eventually came home and went to bed.

We made out for a while, and my hand crept down south. Once in a blue moon she’s in the mood for nipple play, and when I started fingering her she grabbed my hair gently and pulled my head down to her left boob. So I was sucking on her nipple/boob pretty forcefully, and fingering her really deeply with my palm against her clit, and I got the first orgasm out of her from her G-spot.

[MMF] First Hotwife Experience #footfetish

I’ve been lurking here for a while, and I really enjoy all the stories posted. So, I thought it was time to start sharing some of my own.

I’m a wife and mother, and when we first got married, he had already told me that he wanted to share me. He was my first, and only, so it took me awhile to get over the feeling that this was wrong. He had a ton of experience though and wanted more than only regular sex. So, a few years go by, we fuck like rabbits, albeit pretty vanilla in general, and we have a couple kids.

When we have sex, I’d often talk dirty about how I was his little slut to share, a whore with holes to give anyone he wanted, etc. But, I’d never really said yes, because I always hesitated when it came time. A few years in, I started to come around to the idea, mostly just to show off for him. He kept bringing it up, and it turned me on too. So, he gave me a choice for the first time. He said your mouth, your pussy, or your feet? Choose one, and you can start there to make you more comfortable with no pressure to do anything else. The conversation was making me red in the face, because I was a little scared of this not being as hot as we thought it was. Still, I was getting wet and could feel it soaking my panties.

I licked my bosses ass in his office during work hours and got a promotion… who knew giving my first rim job could be so much fun [F][26]

This happened about a week after my [dirty photobooth incident.](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/mfovs9/i_f_took_dirty_pictures_in_the_photo_booth_at_my/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

If you read what happened that night you will know I definitely didn’t own it. Here’s the [picture](https://imgur.com/a/VdKdQAg). I was a bit a bit of a mess that night but after talking to my husband (who thought it was absolutely halarious) when I got home he calmed me down. By the next morning I was laughing about it as well. I had received a few texts but all in good nature as everyone sort of realized I didn’t know that the photobooth kept digital copies. I mean the acting CEO was also caught in a bit of an awkward position with his wife in the photobooth as well.

So I wasn’t totally dreading going into work the next week. I definitely got a lot more friendly hellos from everyone especially the guys and somehow everyone knew me on a first name basis now.
The work environment at my company is definitely second to none.

So other then a few very forward texts from a few guys on my level nothing out of the ordinary happened over the next week. And the incident sort of died down towards the end of the week.

[FM] Walk/Ride of Shame After Fucking Client Twice My Age to Further My Career

*Previous post got deleted somehow. Reposting because people wanted to read this. No need to upvote*

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Two years ago, everyone at my law firm was panicking. The man responsible for assigning panel defense firms for one of the largest insurance companies in our region, by far our largest and most profitable client, had retired, and his replacement announced that he was reconsidering the panel. If our firm was not included on the panel, it would mean losing probably about 1/3 of the firm’s revenue, and practically all of my work.

Within a few weeks, Mark—the new guy in charge—contacted one of the partners at my firm, Adam, to set up a dinner meeting to discuss the panel and legal fees and services to determine whether our firm would be included in the new panel. He requested that Adam be at the dinner with his spouse and that he invite an associate and their plus one as well.

A week before the dinner, Adam knocked on my office door. “You up for coming to this dinner with Diane (his wife) and I next week?” Adam asked.

“Of course!”

[FM] My Ex Fucked Me In My Mother’s Wedding Dress

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Do you know how some couples never get in fights, and always just seem like their relationship is perfect? Well, that’s what I felt like my relationship was like with Phil. We liked all of the same things, had many of the same hobbies, never fought, and our sexual chemistry was off the charts. We started dating during my last year of law school, and he proposed at my graduation. When he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him, it was easy to say “yes.” Well, I actually said “yeah,” which is super embarrassing. Who says “yeah” when being proposed to?

Phil was the closest I have ever come to getting married. It didn’t work out, but I won’t get into that in any further detail with this story. I want to keep it light, fun, and sexy!

Our families were so happy for us, especially my Dad, who had recently been diagnosed with cancer, since he would (hopefully) get to walk me down the aisle.

Sorry more sad things.

PENIS. Haha. There, now we’re all smiling again.

Its a start…

I’ve (41m) started texting my wife (39f) a summary of my day dreams…this is one of them…..enjoy!
We’re driving in your truck. Nice little dress you have on. Sun is shining in. Windows are down and it’s great. You unbuckle and slide to the middle of the seat. Your hand rests on my thigh. You turn and sit facing me. Now your right hand is teasing my caged cock through my shorts. The cage is tight. You lean in and kiss my cheek and slowly lick my ear. As you sit back, your boobs are out. I don’t know how it happened but its fucking hot. You put a foot on my throbbing caged cock and lay back against the door. Your hands rub your tits, gently rolling your nipples, tugging them. My dick throbs. You bite your lip. You lean down and undo my pants and pull my hard dick out. I’m pressing hard against the cage. You lick the cage and I moan deep. You look up at me…”awww, poor baby”. You lean back against the door. Slowly you inch your dress up. Your fingers catch the seam of your panties and slide them down, off your ass, past your knees, off your toes. You pick em up and lean forward, you push your wet panties into my mouth..”hold these for me.” With your left hand on your tits, your right hand starts rubbing your clit. Your feet rest against my cage. I watch you finger yourself deeper and deeper while we cruise down the road. As you get close, your feet press harder. Then it happens. You pinch your nipple and cum, hard, against your own fingers. You grab the panties outta my mouth and put your sweet fingers inside. I lick them clean and you sigh

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Dominant, dirty fuck session after weeks apart 34[M] 30[F]

My wife and I have been living apart over the last couple of months due to some issues in our relationship. We are moving in the right direction but given that we are living apart, haven’t been having sex as much, a part of our lives which was pretty constant no matter how much we were fighting. Slowly we have been having weekends together and usually have a good session whenever we see each other.

We went to our friends’ wedding a couple of weeks ago and had planned for her to come home for the weekend after the wedding. I was feeling pretty good, suited up in swanky suit which was fitting well after hitting the gym again while we’ve been apart. My wife (who in my opinion looks a bit like a non pornstar version Mia Malkova) was looking stunning in a flowing summer dress hugging her hourglass frame, make up done up so her pretty blue eyes glowed and her blonde curls flowing loosely past her shoulders.

When we got home after the wedding, I feeling particularly dominant for some reason and as I was undoing my tie and taking off my suit jacket, I looked over at my wife and said “I want you to suck my cock”. It wasn’t a question, it was a statement.