It was midnight when the young wife laid awake in bed next to her sleeping husband. She was emotionally, and possibly physically tired but she was awake in other ways. As she lay there, her pussy warm from having just relieved herself, she thinks back to the experience from the previous night: A threesome. Not just any threesome though, no..a long awaited, much craved threesome between people who know how much they wanted the others. When it began, all were a little shy though the women both dressed provocative. Little comments were made as compliments to one anothers appearance, as the three anticipated what would be next. The women decided to rely on some liquid courage to get the juices flowing. After a few popular seltzers, outfits were changed in order to get more comfortable. The husband stripped to his boxers and laid back on the couch. The beautiful third changed into a lovely, soft nightgown while the wife decided on a shirt and thong. After some cuddles on the couch they decided on a game of truth or dare. Being as it was an app on a phone, some of the dares were extremely lame. All three were standing, starring at that phone waiting for it to dare them to do something new, something sexual, that all three wanted to experience but were too shy without motivation. Finally, on the wife’s turn it read “kiss the person to your left” though it was her husband to her immediate left she made eye contact with this beautiful girl standing there ready, waiting, for this opportunity and chose to kiss her, instead. As the wife’s plump lips grazed against the soft, moist, tenderness of the beautiful thirds she knew it was meant to be. All these years, the wife had suppressed her longing for a woman’s touch and here, at last was a glimmer of hope that quite possibly soon this longing could be fulfilled. The husband saw how their lips met and without missing a beat stepped forward introducing his lips into the mixture. He says in a coy, yet confident voice. “Do we want to take this to the bedroom, ladies?” They excitedly follow him into the chilly room and lay on the soft, welcoming, bed. He takes the middle while the beautiful third lays to his right side. He props himself up to rub the outside of her white&black mesh panties with his left hand. “Oh girl you’re soaked!” he exclaims as his hand comes in contact with her damp pussy. The wife crawls down the bed a bit and stops to where she is kneeling at the feet of the beautiful third. The wife grabs hold of the drenched panties and pulls them down the fresh shaved legs of the beautiful third. The husband, knowing how excited his bi-sexual wife is for this new experience gives a nod of approval and softly exclaims “Oh she is ready to do this” The beautiful third spreads her legs as the wife lowers her head down to meet the shaven love mound of this gorgeous woman she is about to indulge in. The wife’s tongue slowly but confidently meets the wet nub of the perfect pussy. She is in awe of the lightly salted taste that she has so quickly fallen in love with. The wife uses her tongue to show passion to this gorgeous,moist,mound of love and explores the drenched slit to the best of her drunken ability. The beautiful third looks over to see the husbands hard cock throbbing and takes hold of it with a firm grasp “dont want daddy to feel left out” she says with a smirk as she starts rubbing his length. After a few minutes of enjoyment with that, she announces that its mommy’s turn. The wife knows thats her cue to get in a good position for herself to receive pleasure. The beautiful third lowers herself to meet the wife’s mound and slowly licks up and down the length of the wife’s wet slit while the husband lovingly watches.The beautiful third gives a soft suckle to the wife’s clit which sends so many wonderful waves through the wife’s body. She had been licked before, but never like this. Never by such a beautiful woman with such talent. Soon, the husband has had enough watching and helps the wife to her knees where he slowly inserts his damp, hard, and very ready, cock. While he is in his wife, he has her lick the beautiful third’s still wet pussy that she is now familiar with. The moans from this beautiful woman are glorious as you can tell she is enjoying the wife’s inexperienced tongue work. Pretty soon they switch out and it is now time for the husband to experience a new feeling, he is getting to experience being inside a woman other than his wife for the first time in 8 years. He inserts himself into her with glee and is sure to make sure she is comfortable and not hurting. The wife loves getting to see her husband enjoying this new woman that they’ve invited into their bedroom. The beautiful third once again lowers herself to meet the wife’s mound where she laps up the large amount of juices flooding this tasteful pussy. The husband then announces he is ready to cum and decides that the beautiful woman that just a few hours ago had never seen him so compromised would be his target. He pulls out of her gently and lays her on her back. He plunges into her once more and then takes himself out for the final time that night rubbing his thick cock with just the right pressure that releases his load all over the beautiful woman’s stomach, breasts, shoulder, and hair. He is so satisfied he is nearly panting and she lays there enjoying the warmth of his fresh spunk on her as the wife grabs a warm washcloth to gently clean her up. This new experience was nothing short of perfection and the three decided they would definitely do it again but maybe after a full night’s sleep and post-coital cuddles.
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[M]y wi[F]e’s “happy ending”
This is just my second post, thus feedback is very welcome.
This happened a couple of weekends ago. My wife and I went to the beach, in this pandemic affected spring-summer, for a day of relax. Once there, we found a nice spot on a long beach, quite away from other people. We set our towels next to each other and after a while she ask me to rub some sun block on her back. I just started as usual, kneeling next to her and rubbing her back. But being so far from anybody else, I decided to push things a bit further and sat right between her legs, pressing my cock on her butt. Each time I reach for her shoulders I rub my hard on against her, and notice her arousal by the way she raised her hips to push her ass to me.
After a while I finished putting the sun block on her and we changed positions. It was her time to put some sun block on my back. She waisted no time and sat directly on my butt pressing hard against it, then, with a quick move, she pulled my swimwear down leaving my ass exposed and at the same time she moved to the side the bottom of her bikini. I could feel her wet pussy pressing in my buttchecks.
She leaned forward and starting moving her hips quite softly, trying to avoid being notice… but every now and then an excited moan escaped her lips. Before too long she grabbed my shoulders and pressed her labia tight against me, moving in circles, until she couldn’t take it any longer and with another little cry she collapsed on my back, waves of orgasm hitting her body, quite in rithym with the sea just meters away.
At the end she rolled to my side. I felt her juices running between my ass. I pulled up my swimwear and she put in place her bikini to cover her now swolen and wet lips.
A couple of hours later we headed home, to enjoy each other bodies all night long.
Virgish [Chapter 1] ❰Intersex/Futanari⁑MtF-Trans⁑Light-Bondage⁑Sensory-Play⁑Consensual-Force❱
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# Chapter 1 ⦁ ⦁ ⦁ Not That Kind of Girl
On the morning we would come to call Day One, I awoke to fairly complete agony in my abdominal region. In my half-asleep panic, I assumed I must’ve been stabbed in a home invasion or something. Throwing back the blankets to see my sheets covered in blood didn’t belay that concern. This was it: I was going to be a transitional piece in an Investigation Discovery repackage called “The Long Sleep”. I’d be played by a much prettier woman with far less acting ability in the reenactment—which would probably offend my ghost, at the very least. Halfway through planning my afterlife as a vengeful spirit, I woke up enough to realize that I hadn’t been disemboweled, which was honestly a little disappointing at that point. I’d have been a fucking excellent poltergeist.
Virgish [Chapter 1] ❰Intersex-Futanari⁑MtF-Trans⁑Light-Bondage⁑Sensory-Play⁑Consensual-Force❱
^(Hello, everyone. This is the first story in a new setting that I’ve been tentatively calling SIM[p]ULATION THEORY. If you want to read a little more about it, I’ve included an index document in the comments, which will be updated as new stories are posted. As always, feedback is appreciated. Thanks again!)
# Chapter 1 ⦁ ⦁ ⦁ Not That Kind of Girl
On the morning we would come to call Day One, I awoke to fairly complete agony in my abdominal region. In my half-asleep panic, I assumed I must’ve been stabbed in a home invasion or something. Throwing back the blankets to see my sheets covered in blood didn’t belay that concern. This was it: I was going to be a transitional piece in an Investigation Discovery repackage called “The Long Sleep”. I’d be played by a much prettier woman with far less acting ability in the reenactment—which would probably offend my ghost, at the very least. Halfway through planning my afterlife as a vengeful spirit, I woke up enough to realize that I hadn’t been disemboweled, which was honestly a little disappointing at that point. I’d have been a fucking excellent poltergeist.
Step-Sister[F] seduced [M]e in her hotel room.
About a few months ago, my family and I went to a hotel a few hours away from the house. We booked 4 rooms and didnt expect everyone to show up.
I was listening to some music in the car and heard my step-dad arguing on the phone with the receptionist of the hotel. Apparently my step-dad booked 4 rooms for 3 couples, me and my step sis.
Now I had to sleep in my step-sis room on the floor for a few days, since the hotel was fully booked. I genuinely wanted to sleep in my own room but it wasnt going to happen.
When we arrived, me and the family went out for some dinner, it was my mom and step-dad, brother and his wife, sister and her husband, me and my step-sis (her husband was away on a business trip).
She is an angel of a woman. Long dark brown hair, c-cup sized tits, big but not too big thighs, nice round ass, and beautiful tanned white skin, nice and somewhat fit, (small bit of belly fat), and brown eyes.
The tease of swinging leads to cheating next to a sleeping wife [MF] Part 1
*So this is a story I’ve written for a friend after we enjoyed some time discussing fantasies and writing with one another. There’s more on the way as we discussed a week together with our spouses and a swinging adventure that also had a great deal of cheating alongside that.*
*Sarah, I hope you enjoy, there’s more to cum…*
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Mike and Barb sat in the hottub with Sarah and Jeff, the couple they met at the tropical resort where they were all vacationing. The two couples hit it off immediately earlier that day and were now all soaking in the hot bubbling water in their bathing suits – the men in swim trunks and the women in bikinis. The space was tight and the four couldn’t move without touching someone else – not that anyone complained, in fact there was plenty going on under the roiling water.
Steps to infidelity [M/F]
*A pretty little flower, hidden from most, raised to follow after, always an afterthought*.
A lady of character one would think at first sight. One from a bygone era of stay at home housewives and decorum. A spouse that is the envy of husbands and inspires petty jealousies among the wives. But… You have a secret, don’t you?
It starts with mild flirting, perhaps caught behind a long checkout line while you were doing your daily grocery shopping. Perhaps it was a clothing store where you bumped into him buying something for your spouse. Something small, something that was special to you two. And so you repeated it. It was after all pure flirtation, nothing more. You were a devoted wife and nothing would make you stray from your marriage…
He was handsome and a mystery, you were lonely and long past the days where you encountered mysteries. Unlike most other men who had hit on you post marriage he was different, for the simple fact, he didn’t. He treated you like a human, not a video game character whose heart he could win with a few code words. So you let your guard down.
Wife’s friend needs a place to stay (Part 2) [MFF]
“Can you go open the back gate for Simone, she’s almost here!” Robin’s voice got higher in pitch as the sentence progressed.
“Got it.” I said, and I headed towards the back door, taking the opportunity as I walked past my wife to give her ass a little playful grab as I passed behind her. She rewarded me with a smile over her shoulder, but didn’t stop rinsing the dish in the sink.
I opened the gate just as Simone was pulling into the alley. I stepped out in the alley and did my best impression of an over-enthusiastic aircraft marshaller directing a jumbo jet to parking. For that, I got a little smile and a “you nerd” out her open window as she turned into the driveway.
Robin had made her way outside now, oldest daughter in her shadow, and Simone stopped her car abruptly, hopped out, and tackled her with a hug, nearly knocking her off her feet. I smiled, and then turned my attention to her girls in the back seat while the moms did their thing. “Hey, ladies! Long drive?” I listened attentively as the four year old and two year old sisters talked over each other, something about a bridge and how they don’t like pineapples anymore. Context has never been more important than when you jump in the middle of a stream of thought of a pre-schooler. Without it, I could only smile and nod, and help them out of their car seats.
My first time as a free-use maid was fucking addicting…I guess that makes me a ho-ho-ho [MFf]
*Part One in my profile!* **Here for the sex? Look for the XXX!**
When I told my husband that part of his birthday present was that Juli and I didn’t want him to masturbate for two days, you might have thought I was telling him Santa was a pedophile, or that a bus full of orphans had careened into a maternity ward. I wanted to make the day more special. Juli and I had put a lot of thought into it.
Two days before his birthday, I dropped the kids off at my parents home. I informed them we would be cleaning from top to bottom and spraying for ants that had been plaguing us since the summer storms. This part was true. What I didn’t tell was that we’d be doing quite a bit more than that.
I looked over to Juli. She was adorable, and by adorable, I mean scalding hot. We had a list of tasks for the day that we really did need to accomplish. Chris had been given a slightly different list.
College Dorm Room
I’ve always had the naughty fantasy of meeting a naughty young coed on line or for real. I remember back in my younger days, meeting someone at a bar, or at a college get together of any kind and taking a girl back to my dorm room for some fun.
There is something about a dorm room. How many innocent young women have lost their virginity there, or young men for that matter too. But I have a fantasy of meeting a young woman, maybe it’s at her work place, where she is waiting on tables, or just a ride across the city on a bus. Any where really.
But I want her to invite me back to her dorm. Most dorms I realize are guarded, or you have to have some kind of key code or pass of some sort. So, she’d sign me in as her Dad, or Uncle perhaps. Once in the elevator, or in the empty stair case up to her room, we get handsy, my hand on her backside, feeling her up her butt crack. We make it to her room, her roomate is out of town for the weekend.