Family Ties [MFmf][Ff][Mm] [Inc]

I was listening to a song on YouTube the other day, a bluegrass parody used to demonstrate the rather difficult notions of genetics and how they can be used to confuse family ties. The song was essentially about a guy who marries a widow and his father marries her daughter.

The father and his wife have a child and the child is brother to the guy, but also a grandson of his father as the first son is married to the mother of the daughter who’s father… um, forget it, it is funny – if you look it up on YouTube. “I am my own grandpa!” is in the chorus, but what the song is and who it is by I have no idea. What is amazing is though it could be true, well almost – it is pretty similar to how my life is working right now.

My Wife Told Me She Gave Someone Else a Blowjob

“I have to tell you something.” I knew it wasn’t gonna be good. I could tell she was scared, full of emotion. I settled in for something terrible.

“I cheated on you. I had oral sex with someone else.” It hit like a brick thrown into my stomach.

“What do you mean? With who? What happened?” I stumbled out, wanting and not wanting more information. I had a pit in my stomach now. This was every husband’s nightmare.

“I had-I gave oral sex to some guy.”

“Some guy? What?”

“It was a mistake. It was a one-time thing-“

“Stop. Tell me exactly what happened.”

“It was at the hairdresser…” I crinkled my forehead, terrified my life as I knew it was over. “You know how I like my hair touched. Well, this guy, this random younger guy, was washing my hair. I had my eyes closed and I wasn’t aware of what I was doing. I thought maybe I was dreaming, but I must have spread my legs and had my hand by my crotch and maybe let out a sound of some kind because when he was finished and I got to the chair, Sarah said, ‘Looks like you really enjoyed that.’ I was embarrassed, but tried to play it off. ‘He’s just helping out while my shampoo girl has her baby. This is my boyfriend, Brad.’”

The taking part 01

Joe looked at the clock, it was 3:30 PM. His wife Corinna and his sister-in-law Linda should be home soon. They had gone to the health club for a workout and a massage and Joe was looking forward to getting Linda to go home as soon as possible. He wanted to fuck Corinna as soon as he could, just thinking of her tight body, her 5’7′ inch height, the mane of red hair and her red bush landing strip gave him a raging hard-on. At 45, with pert full B cups, she was absolutely gorgeous, like a wet dream come true.

Joe had to admit, that while riding Corinna’s hot body, he’d done some fantasizing about fucking her sister Linda. She was just an inch shorter than her sister, at 5’6″, golden blonde hair, big soft D cup tits, and nicely curved. At 47, she looked just as fuckable as Corinna. Mmmmm, maybe one day, he’d get lucky, god, a threesome with two sisters as hot as they are those two would keep him hard for as long as they wanted to use him.

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Me (24 F) hooking up outside with right before COVID shut down with casual friends (M) [Pt 1]

***Prelude:*** hi I’m June. I’m a 24 y.o recent college grad. At 5’1” and 110 pounds, I’m pretty short and I kind of lean into the whole dorky, nerd girl thing. Think: backpack, jeans and chuck taylors, with black-rimmed glasses; the girl you see at the coffee shop or on the bus, rushing between school and work. No one’s idea of a supermodel and I don’t try to compete with the prettier girls or act like I’m hot IRL. But secretly, without anyone knowing except my roommate, I’m actually a big ole bi-sexual hedonist who thinks about sex, sex, sex all day long. I usually spend time every day on Reddit reading erotica, I dirty talk with strangers on messaging services and I visit hookup sites looking for NSA good time. I started on craigslist casual connections and I kept at it, even when it disappeared. This is the first story I’m putting on here so please forgive me if it’s boring or drags on a bit.

A bet gone so wrong but so right. [MMF]

I like to go to this little dive bar. Good drinks, good music, fun people and it is walking distance from my place. Most of the time the people that are there are regulars. But on a Friday and Saturday nights it can get busy with others.

There is this couple that comes in every now and then. Ken and Michelle, they are a good-looking couple. When they are out you can tell it is to have a good time. The wife is a big flirt and the husband loves it. At times she is dressed cute and sexy and other times will wear a collar and have a more submissive way to her. It is not out of the question to see her or him flashing a body part of hers. Tits for the most part but some time ass and pussy. It is kind of known they are swingers and you can tell by the way she is at times they are also into kink. I have been lucky enough to be on the receiving end of some of the flirting and flashing. They are a fun couple.

Familiar

The seat under him was starting to become uncomfortable, the bike wasn’t designed for long leisurely cruises. He hadn’t bought it with hours long rides in mind. He’d bought it to be a fun and reliable way to commute 20-30 miles in one direction to work with at least eight hours out of the saddle between the 30-40 minute commute. He had been on the rumbling motorcycle for over three hours now and had the better part of another hour still to go. This would be the last gas stop though. This was another problem with his duel terrain retro scrambler even with a highway mileage of close to 45 miles per gallon having a fuel tank that was less than two and a half gallons meant the stops were more frequent than was strictly convenient. Though being able to stand and walk around a bit would be a relief from the firm seat. He pulled his face plate up as he pulled into the station and found an open pump and slid in next to it. He dismounted quickly and stood stretching his legs as he pulled out his wallet and slid his card to pay for the gas. As he entered his pin he was thankful, not for the last time that, he had kept some personal accounts that his wife didn’t have access to. He selected premium and pushed the nozzle into the tank. It didn’t take long to pump two gallons of gas to top off the miniscule tank and he put the nozzle back in the holder. He looked around to make sure he wasn’t hogging a pump in a busy station and saw that at least three or four of the other pumps were untaken. He remained standing for as long as he could as he pulled out his phone and sent a quick text letting her know that he was around 45 minutes out.
             

Serviced my boyfriends dad while he FaceTimed his wife (f/m)

Serviced my boyfriends dad while he FaceTimed his wife

If you follow me, you know the story behind Mr. Garrison and I. Today we started off the morning with a quick fuck before opening which is always great. I’ve been fantasizing about his cock ever since the first night things got physical. My boyfriend and I aren’t on good terms at the moment and are currently taking a break…unrelated to any of this. We do still live together….anyways, today Mr. Garrison was FaceTiming his wife..my boyfriends mother…and he said to me “sammie, can you take care of that client?”…I knew what he meant. I stepped up near him and got down on my hands and knees. Slowly crawling to him until my head was between his legs. I undid his pants and quietly pulled them off. I started sucking on the head of his dick and licked all the way to his base. As I stuck his dick in my mouth I felt it growing longer and fatter..this whole time he was talking to his wife about her day and what they wanted for dinner tonight. When he was rock hard, he leaned back on his recliner bringing the phone closer to his face. I took off my panties and got into a straddling position….I slowly came down so my pussy lips were laying on top of the bottom of his shaft..slowly I started grinding. I was already wet from being fucked by him earlier. Finally he got off the phone with his wife.

Meeting our stoner unicorn in the Dam (FFM)(pics)

We were finally back in Amsterdam, the legal weed heaven for my wife and I and we had the extra excitement of meeting you there as well. The day had finally come when we would finally get to meet you in person.  I had begun talking to you online about weed and other nonsense but having seen each other’s profiles, other more interesting conversations started happening. We talked about we had been looking for a  third person to add to our bedroom and your sexy self fit the bill exactly. This happy coincidence of all of us stoners ending up in the same place was half by design and half by luck but we were going to make the most of it.

We had dropped off our bags at our hotel and were off to meet you at one of our favourite coffee shops, Hill Street Blues. It wasn’t our first time here, and we knew that we could get nice and high in there with a quiet corner to chat. We see that you have already beaten us to getting there as we enter and I see you gorgeous little self waving back at me from a couch. We picked up a few space cakes and some pre-rolled joints before making our way down to you. You leap up and give us a big hug each, which was a nice surprise and shed some of the awkwardness of our first meeting. After much back and forth online, you and my wife immediately hit it off like you had always known each other as we spark up and start puffing and passing it around.  

My Wife (40F) Sent Me (40M) to Vegas to Fuck an Escort (26F) [MF]

(This was a few years ago, so ages are relative to that time)

My wife and I got married in our mid-twenties, and have been together for a while. Outside of our kids there’s not a single person in the world I’ve ever felt more love for. Since day 1 we’ve had an amazing level of open communication I’d never before experienced. I have always felt like I could tell her just about anything, and she did the same to me.

But like happens for lots of couples, the sex life took a back seat to family & career opportunities. Those parts of our relationship thrived (I legitimately had a “my child is an honor student” bumper sticker) but most of the time we were too tired, if we could even get ourselves some time alone.

Our anniversary is a few weeks before Christmas, and we were able to send the kids to a friend’s and have some time to ourselves. The sex was quick, but good, and afterwords we ended up cuddling and talking about our recent dry spells and what that might mean. Ultimately it sort of came about that while she was enjoying our sex life, she just wasn’t quite having the demand for it that she had in the past. She was incredibly content, and comfortable, and loved our life together, but wasn’t feeling the sort of sexual need that I described. Eventually she asked me what I had been fantasizing about lately.

The Return Visit of Liz to our bed [FF] [MF] [MFF] – PT1

My phone chirped with a text message in the group chat that Chrissy, my wife, and I shared with our quasi-girlfriend, Liz. *Guess who’s cuming for Thanksgiving!?*

Chrissy and I had both grabbed our phones at nearly the same time and I heard his “Yessssss” as she read the text. We shared a lusty grin across the living room. Then I returned my attention to the phone and typed out a quick reply.

*All of us?* I wrote.

We had invited Liz to Thanksgiving a couple weeks ago, but she hadn’t yet been set on what she would be able to commit to. Thus is the strange chaos of 2020.

Liz replied with this gif of [Jennifer Lawrence winking](https://gfycat.com/compassionateflamboyanteel).

*Mimi too?* Chrissy replied, ever the practical one my wife.

*Yup! Jake is going to a COVID-fest at his parent’s and I refused.* Jake was Liz’s baby-daddy, who she lived with, but who she’d been on again off again for their entire relationship. Since coming to visit us during the opening months of quarantine, and being our little fuck doll during the visit, they had been permanently off again.