The title gives most of the detail really. This guy is in his 50s I’m in in my 20s.
I would purposely wear tops that would show off my tits and nipple piercings. Or skirts that I could bend over in and give him a little glimpse of my pierced pussy.
This one day we were all having a very vanilla conversation about the parking of cars outside out property’s. I could see him squirming. There is a fence/separation between us to stop their dog coming over to my property. The separation is around 3 ft/1meter high, high enough for me too rest my tits on comfortably. He is looking and stumbling over his words at one point he says something way off topic like “yeah it was really hard” his wife looks at him confused wondering what he is talking about.
He takes another drag on his cigarette and I see him start shifting around at the other side of the fence. Checking to see if anybody is looking he mouths to me “look at the dog”. Doing as I’m told, I look over and his cock is rock solid and he is rubbing it through his shorts against the fence. He just winks at me and carries on like his wife isn’t stood there or my boyfriend right infront of him
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I had to beg my fiancée’s bull so that he would fuck her [MFM]
*Click*. The metallic sound was ringing in my ears as my fiancée closed the lock of my chastity device and flashed me a devious grin. Looking down at the small plastic cage encasing my dick, I felt my heart racing and my breath getting heavier. The silver key dangled on Marie’s necklace in front of my eyes as she leaned forward and kissed me gently on the forehead while taunting me: ‘Don’t forget that you asked me to do this to you, honey. And just so that we’re clear, I want you to repeat the rules for your time in chastity.’
I looked up at her, the key still visible around her neck, her left hand absent-mindedly caressing my balls. Since we had started on this adventure three months ago, she had perfected the art of teasing and humiliating me, making me admit over and over again how much I loved to be her little cuck fiancé who just had to be locked up for her pleasure. Sometimes I still couldn’t believe how much of a slut she had become. And how much I loved every second of it.
Best friend’s brother [FM]
Originally posted on r/confessions but I just found this sub and think it will be more fitting.
My best friend who I’m going to call “Mike” has always included me in his family and I was always spending time at this place with them. His parents really like me and I would often spend holidays with them since my own family lives in another ciy. Overall I felt like part of the family so I never thought his siblings were even remotely into me especially not his hot older brother (let’s call him “Pete”)who also happened to be married and I knew his wife because she was obviously always around during family gatherings.
Mike and I went out partying on the weekend like usual(we were 21at the time so it was our hardcore partying stage). Neither Mike nor I ever drove when we parties but Pete had an Uber at the time so it was not unusual for Mike to ask him to pick us up and drive us home. I would almost always stay at Mike’s or get dropped off first but for whatever reason that particular night Pete drove Mike home and offered to drive me home since he was heading out my way to his own house that was some blocks up from mine. Neither Mike nor I of us saw this as suspicious because, again, I was just like another kid sister to them.
[MF] [exh] [voy] IN MY BACKYARD – A girl going off to college takes the opportunity to show off to her neighbor before going away. A college girl exhibition sex story.
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Here’s an incident that happened one summer before I went off to college. I’ve told it to several people online but I don’t think you’ve heard it. Telling it this way is nice because I can go into detail. Online I had to abbreviate it.
My parents live in a pretty upscale neighborhood here in Ponte Vedra Beach. We have a tall fence around our backyard but the house behind us is 2 stories high and has a good view of our backyard. While sunbathing one weekend, I glanced up and saw our neighbor staring out the window at me.
I was a little shocked but pretended I didn’t notice. It felt weird knowing someone was watching me but after laying there for a while, the situation started to turn me on. I had seen the man many times working his lawn while growing up.
Creampie a day New Years Resolution [FM](Part 1)
Happy new year for all. One of my New Years resolutions this year, the first time in years I’ve been single for New Years, was to step up my whorishness a bit. I made the resolution to, at least for the month of January (and longer if things work out well) is to have someone cum in me at least once a day. I know, seems a bit much for someone who’s single, but I’m loving it so far, and want to embrace my inner whore.
Day 1: had a hung over Charles come over and told him about my idea while riding him. He proceeded to carry me into my daughters room and pump 2 loads into me while spanking me for being such a “bad girl”. My ass was sore for a few days afterwards.
Day 2: I had a hankering for frat boy, so I had my UberEats boy Drew bring some Chinese over and fill me up. He saw my sore ass and made it worse while fucking me in the kitchen. My legs gave out at one point and he had to hold me up while I regained my senses.
[MF] Shy Wife’s first company party- Part 1
Wife’s first company party – Part 1
This is a story about my very conservative ex.
Sheri was working as a paralegal at the time and I was about 4 years into a corporate gig. Sheri was much younger than me and wicked smart. She had long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She was about 5’3 with D cup breasts and an otherwise petite figure.
Sheri was the type you would pass at the supermarket and make you accidentally crash into another cart. But she would never have a clue about it because of her conservative dimeanor.
I would beg her to wear sexier clothing constantly but it just wasn’t in her nature.
One day we went shopping for some dress clothes to wear to her holiday party. I had plenty of suits and just needed a new tie. Sheri didn’t want to put out the wrong vibe at work and was looking for something ‘appropriate’.
“PLEASE try this one on” I begged. It was a black, silk cocktail dress that resembled a sexy nightgown more than a formal dress. I was mostly being funny because I knew she wouldn’t consider it.
The New Guy [Oral][BDSM][Dom/Sub][Pregnancy][Creampie] Part 7
[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kte833/the_new_guy_part_6/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
“Twins?”, I asked again for the hundredth time this morning.
Amanda giggled and spat into the sink, purposefully bending over and rubbing her soft, supple ass against my soft cock. She rinsed her toothbrush and her mouth and looked me in the eyes through our mirror. “Twins!”, she replied gleefully.
It was still hard to believe. Apparently, Amanda had not started her period. The doctor explained that minor spotting that can mimic the start of a period is common at the time of conception and throughout the whole first trimester. The doctor put her somewhere between four to six weeks along. The abdominal pain was a result of Amanda’s body changing to accommodate the pregnancy, as well as dehydration. One hour and two saline bags later, Amanda was feeling well enough to return to work. In my defense, I did not pass out, but I had gotten a little lightheaded when the doctor delivered the news. We stopped at a supermarket on the way back to the apartment and picked up a few things, including a big bottle of prenatal vitamins.
Young mom[F] on the gear shift
We [MF] got married in college and had our first child in my third year. The baby cried a lot and we had a hard time getting him to sleep. We learned that he instantly feel asleep in the car. So one weekend we went for a ride to get a little peace and quiet. When we got back to our apartment and parked in the carport he woke up. So I started the car and we sat there as he went back to sleep. We sated to fool around and since my wife had no panties on I was fingering her. She was getting extremely aroused and wet, but frustrated. I saw her looking at the gear shift knob on the console and looked her in the eye. Without a word, she threw on let over the console facing to the rear and place her pussy on the knob. I revved the engine and the vibration had her eyes rolling back. She pushed down and rubbed on the gear shift but it would not go in until she had another awesome orgasm and pushed. She yelped from the pain as she slid all the way down, balls deep so to speak. I started gunning the car and the vibrations through the gear shift had her cumming multiple times until after a few minutes she was exhausted, and my console was flood with pussy juice.
(f36) Losing my anal virginity to my colleague’s husband: A confession from slutty English professor
During my semester teaching English, I was grateful when my former advisor and now colleague took me under her wing. I often spent holiday breaks with her and her husband (a professor in the geology dept) when I didn’t have the money to get home. Sexual tension between us started to mount and, unsurprisingly (given where I’m posting this), we had our first threesome on a merlot-fueled New Years Eve after the rest of the party guests headed home.
[Before I go any further, I need to clarify that my employer is not a large university in a progressive coastal city. Rather, this is a private religious institution known more for archaic, puritanical values than inclusivity. So all of this was pretty unexpected.]
Over the next few weeks the three of us fucked constantly and perhaps what surprised me most was how little it changed things. I respected their marriage and they treated me with more kindness than I’d ever experienced as a unicorn before. They were about 15 years my senior but you wouldn’t have guessed it and well-versed in healthy boundaries, communication, and kinky sex.
No names to protect the guilty.
I guess it’s confession time again. I posted another story on a different r/ about how my wife and I got into the LS. I can post here if anyone is interested. We are both convinced that nobody in either of our families know our secrets. With that said I want to share our experience over the holiday with my brother-in-law’s wife. Short back story is they’ve been having relationship issues on and off for a few years, it’s mostly due to some mental health concerns that my wife’s brother won’t fully address. We are trying to be supportive of her and been a shoulder to cry on so to speak. They live about an hour or south of us so impromptu meetings really don’t happen, especially with the state of the world and kids and jobs, there needs to be a little planning involved. Moving on. Couple days after the new year she texted my wife and I asked if we were free for a visit. Of course we were because who really has a social life anymore. My wife asked if it was the whole family so we could have snacks for the kids and stuff to make dinner as we’re both families of five. She said it would be just her and that she misses everyone. Okay not a problem. She comes up late afternoon and when we first see her what is easily visible is that she’s been crying. My wife realizes immediately her brother has been being a dick. He’s about 10 years younger than her and the baby of the family. Instead of spending time making dinner I just order in and since our kids decided to go out with their friends and girlfriends it is just the three of us for the evening. My wife breaks out the wine and my SIL gets to talking. She’s relaying how hard the last six or eight months have been and she’s finally realizing she may be at a breaking point. Of course we’re sympathetic as we have had marital issues in the past but thanks to a good therapist we were able to work through them. So after dinner and much more wine we let her know she shouldn’t drive home and of course she’s welcome to stay as usual. She said she would like that. It’s getting late so we go upstairs to watch TV and settle in for the night. Thinking back on it when we watch TV upstairs it’s always in our bedroom and not the spare room we made into a TV room. We just all hanging out on our bed and it’s never weird. We are all quite tipsy and only have the TV on for background noise as she relays the issues she’s had over the last several months. There was a lot of droning on, I really wasn’t paying attention TBH, let’s face it as a guy I’m not really good with solving women’s problems. I did interject in the conversation some of the things that have worked for us over time. One of the things I did catch was that they haven’t been intimate in over a year. Holy shit I thought to myself I can probably go a week before I start becoming grumpy and irritable and a general pain in the ass. I was dying to know why so I point blank asked. She said that intimacy became quite boring and was never anymore than vanilla and the times they were intimate were weeks if not months apart. He seemed to have lost interest. She didn’t want to go out and be a porn star or live the rock n roll lifestyle but something more than missionary would have been nice and welcome. As far as we are aware she was his first and she has a few bodies stacked but that’s about it. My wife is quite a caring and nurturing individual. So she starts with the hugs and the stroking her back and hand holding. As a guy my manhood is rising and I have to tell myself this is not one of those situations. I’ve always thought I wouldn’t mind sleeping with her, hell I think about sleeping with various women I know, what guy doesn’t. What added to this is we were already dressed for bed the girls had shorter nightshirts and I just had on shorts and a t-shirt, admittedly my SIL’s nightshirt was riding up and you could start to see the bottom of her rear end. I don’t know whether it was to elicit a laugh or break the tension but my wife said to her “those are really cute panties” she smiled kind of wistfully and said “thank you I really don’t have anyone to wear them for”. I’ll admit that made me feel really sad for them. I guess it’s some point after the copious amounts of wine I must have dozed off while they were still talking. A while later the animals must have made some kind of noise and I stirred and realized that my room was dark and I was sleeping between my wife and sister-in-law. Now my wife is a very particular sleeper as she needs a certain side of the bed, with certain pillows and certain blankets in order to sleep well, I on the other hand could sleep on a double yellow line in the middle of a freeway at noon. I scooted closer to my wife so there would be no issue of impropriety. In our still half drunk state my wife and I started making out, forgetting we had company in bed. We were getting a little heated as my hand slipped down between her legs, I was able to stick in a couple fingers quite easily. The moan my wife let out roused our sleeping companion. After realizing she was stirring my wife shushed me and became very still. It wasn’t me making the noise or flopping around. After that the mood was kind of waning and we moved back to some light kissing. My sister-in-law must have been awake by then as I felt her roll over and heard her say “you don’t have to stop on my account”. I could feel my face flush but I had no idea why. My wife apologized and blamed the wine. She started to get up to go in the guest room and my wife told her that’s okay, stay, we’ll behave. My wife must have been in a really playful mood because she crawled over me to give her a hug and a peck on the cheek. My sister-in-law said that’s the most she’s been touched in a loving, physical way in months. My wife gathered her into her arms and hugged her and stroked her hair. I know this was not at all sexual but my erection was raging. I heard her let out a weary and mournful sigh and whispered thank you. I thought I heard what sounded like kissing and I was right my wife was kissing the back of her neck. Apparently it was going to be one of those encounters. You know, Dear Penthouse Letters I never thought this really happened to people but here’s my story… By now my wife had crawled completely over me and was crawling over her so she would be in the middle. And here I thought I was going to be the meat in the sandwich. Oh well. I didn’t want to get my hopes too high so I just tried to calm myself and enjoy the show. They became lost in the moment kissing and caressing each other. I was having real difficulty controlling myself so I slid over close to my SIL and started rubbing her ass. It was going to end one of two ways there was going to be no middle ground. She didn’t resist and encouraged me by reaching behind her and pulling me closer to her body. I caught my wife’s eye to make sure this is okay and she just kind of gave me a little shrug so I guess this was okay. Emboldened by the situation and with the apparent reassurance of my wife I began to rub her thigh and raise her nightshirt so I could hook her panties and slide them down. She rolled onto her back and my wife and I each grabbed a side and took her panties down. She pulled her nightshirt up until it was under her breasts revealing her gorgeous thick thighs and incredibly wet sex. My wife, who is always the gracious host, asked her what she wanted, what she was feeling. She responded with “all of it”. I’m not sure what she meant by that statement. Again my wife was really in tune and said to her breathlessly, “you have to tell us so we can make you feel good.” Hooray, she said we so I was definitely included. “Touch me, lick me, bite me, eat me, fuck me. I need to feel again. Use me however you want” she whimpered. “Make love to me!” And we did just that.