[MF] our trip to Charleston. Part 4.

Blair’s grip cut off the flow of blood to my cock. I could feel the pending orgasm start the fade away.

She looked up at me under long lashes and said. “Good. We can’t waste a drop.”

I glanced toward the bed to see my wife’s face buried in Lindsay’s pussy. Lindsay had two fistfuls of my wife’s hair and was grinding her hips vigorously.

“Just like that!.” She moaned, “I’m almost there, don’t stop!”

To my side, I hear Mathew say, “I think it’s your turn.”

Blair stands up and purrs. “Get into position, boys.”

Mathew and I stand up and close in around her. Mathew is on her front, sucking on her tits, so I move in behind and slide my cock in between her ass cheeks and then in between her thighs. Her wetness starts to cover the top of my shaft as she moves her hips back and forth. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back to bite her neck. Her body shivered as she let out a moan.

She leaned her head back to rest on my shoulder. “Fuck me like an animal.” She whispered.

The Dominatrices: Françoise [feminist femdom][political][dungeon][F/M/M][20s-60s]

“A groundbreaking new bill, Bill 202, will provide all previously working postpartum mothers a 12 week maternity leave, paid by the state. They will receive 55% of their gross income. The bill has been nicknamed the Sophia Bill.”
-The Reddington Gazette

When Tom spent time with Françoise, he felt like he time traveled to a different era and to a different place. That was what being with Françoise felt like. An alternate reality, in a sense.

Of course, she was French, so cultural differences could account for some of this.

She was the most intimate person he had ever met, from the way she cooked beef bourguignon in her white floral lace garter, to the way she dragged him by the tie to his bedroom the very first night he took her home. She had a no-bullshit resting bitch face that delighted him; a countenance that rivaled Bond’s sexy accomplices. It certainly made up for the hell that was the nasty divorce last year.

Françoise had introduced him to kink. Tom hadn’t considered himself vanilla; after all, he could make a girl wail in a variety of positions. He wasn’t stuck on missionary and was open to trying anal sex – although few girls he had been with had wanted to.

New Patriarchal World Order [M36] [F26] [intimidation] [humiliation] [corporal punishment] [creampie]

Part 3

Eileen sniffled and cough as she knelt in front of Kevin as he grabbed the faucet head from the sink and extended it to in front of her face.

“Open wide.”

She hesitated but then opened her mouth slowly and he blasted her mouth with water making her choke. Eileen turned her face to cough which made Kevin kick her on her tit so she was on her back. He put his knees on her elbows and sprayed her face over and over again.

“I said open wide not run away! You don’t listen well do you?? Huh? What’s that?? I can’t fucking here you. Speak up!”

He turned off the hose and stuck his fingers in her mouth feeling around saying

“I’m just making sure there is no more soap.”

She believed him until his fingers jammed into her throat making it impossible to breathe. He pulled it out and slapped her again.

“All clean. Now go stand in the corner until I’m done eating.”

As he stood up she was red with embarrassment and she could feel everywhere he hit her at. She touched her cheek before she saw him grab the brush and she stood up quickly and said

Spring is in the air. [M43/F42 vanilla]

Long. Descriptive. Husband/Wife. Pics of us available on request. The sexy stuff starts after about 5 paragraphs.

Yesterday my wife, Jenny(42) and I(43) both took on good sized house keeping projects. She had started spring cleaning the day before while I worked a 24hr shift. I had five yards of mulch delivered and waiting for me in the morning when I got home from work. While I spread mulch on the flower beds all day, she deep cleaned the indoor living areas and kitchen.
At 630 I finished spreading mulch, and came inside. Everything was so clean. Jenny was cooking supper and it smelled amazing. I took off all my filthy clothes, and went upstairs for a shower.
It takes allot for me to expend all my energy, but I was thoroughly exhausted. I had a nice worked every muscle feel, and I was absolutely starving. After my shower, I put on my “most comfortables” sweatpants and a big old long sleeve tee.
When I came downstairs, Jenny was legs up on the couch relaxing in the freshly cleaned living room. Dressed in her most comfortables, loose top and bottoms, usually with panties no bra. Five minutes remained on the timer for the fish, haddock or cod or similar, baked with breadcrumbs. The rest of the sides were ready. I dug into the rice pilaf with a big spoon, and probably ate half of it out of the pan before I was caught.
While I was deciding if it was too late to make a coffee, Jenny came in and cracked a fresh bottle of wine. I decided on beer, and dinner was great. She thought she got too much food, but every bit got eaten.
There were no bills out or half done projects on the table. No one had to work in the morning. We shared a feeling of accomplishment. Usually after a couple drinks we put music on in our household. Tonight the music sounded better.

[MF] Our trip to charleston. Part 3.

Blair raised an eyebrow at my wife, then grinned. I got a great view of her heart-shaped ass as she stood up and strode toward Lindsay. I could see the tan lines left behind by a tiny bikini, and her cheeks jiggled slightly with every step.

She pulled Lindsay to her feet. “Looks like our foxy little girl has requested you.” She said. Lust flowed from every word.

Lindsay was flushed, but she didn’t struggle against Blair’s forwardness. Blair slid behind her and wrapped her arms around Lindsay’s waist, whispering something in her ear. Lindsay’s face turned a deep shade of red, but I could see a smile forming at the edge of her lips.

Suddenly Blair grabbed the front of Lindsay’s shirt and ripped it open, revealing a black lace bra and smooth pale skin. I stared at her tits and let my eyes wander down to see that instead of a little tummy, Lindsay had a full six-pack.

“Wow,” I said, surprised. “Such a sexy body.”

Lindsay giggled and ran her hands over her stomach, all sense of hesitation gone.

Fingered at the Club While My Husband Watched

My husband has been saying for years he wants me to receive pleasure from another man.

One night we sent our kids to my parents and decided to hit the nightclub after dinner. I was feeling sexy with my short skirt and cleavage showing. I told my husband this and he said I was sexy and that he was sure I would enjoy attention from a new man, if I wanted. This was a fantasy we’ve shared for years.

My husband said he was going to sit down, and challenged me to get as many free drinks as I could.

I could feel a group of younger guys’ eyes burning a hole into me while I was dancing, so I smiled at them. I had learned that looking confident and free was hot to men so I owned my sexiness, even though I hadn’t tried to pick up a guy since I got married forever ago.

One of them came up and asked if he could buy me a drink. I enthusiastically said yes and went to the bar with him. He was tall, had blonde hair and was muscular.

[MF] Bond between siblings

I (19F) have a secret, sexual relationship with my older half brother. He’s 38, twice my age. Until a year ago we didn’t even know of each other’s existence.

We found out about each other when it was revealed that our mutual father had a second family, my folks. It was full on drama, and our mothers are in a pretty serious legal shitstorm with him. But other than that, everyone was pretty chill towards each other. It’s not like we hang out together, but we acknowledge our existences and respect each other. One day, my brother reached out to get to know me better.

At first it was simple, innocent fun. He and his wife even had me over for dinner a few times. I can’t explain how or why, but an attraction blossomed (he’s pretty hot, and so am I if I say so myself). We knew it was wrong but it was just too strong to resist. So the one time he had me over for dinner and his wife couldn’t make it, it was just inevitable. It escalated fast, from innocent kisses to groping to a full-on hard, animal fuck on the table. It was brief, but super intense, he was super hard and we came together. He came bareback in my pussy and didn’t even care.

[MF] neighbor got to see it all.

I have a morning ritual of sorts. I get up, see my wife, get my coffee, read the news and then masturbate. I guess the coffee gets going me going and I look at a little porn.

One night last summer our AC system stopped working in the middle of the night. We live in a very warm part of the country.

So, the wife and I stripped down and opened the windows throughout the house in order to get some sleep. The AC guys would be by around 10am. Needless to say we were up at 6am.

Our house is very close to our neighbors which is the orientation of all of the houses due to the nature of the area. I can see into my neighbor’s house but the windows are not directly across from each other.

So we just walked about naked. We know our neighbor pretty well. She’s an awesome, beautiful older woman who recently retired.

There I was enjoying my coffee, reading naked. The wife’s is naked but starting to dress for work. I was in my usual position on the couch.

Model Squabble, part. 2 (Spanking, DD, Reluctance, Dubcon, Femdom, F/M, Nudism, Female POV)

*All characters are over 18.*

It took me three nights til I could lie on my back at home and stop fidgeting. I thought I was the most carefree girl in the world, but it turned out that I had two huge problems. Both related to the person of the guy I wanted to share my life with. It bothered him how I wanted to use my beauty, which would piss off most women, but he is whacking my bare ass and calls it mentoring. How can his conscience survive the destruction of such a nice bottom?

I called Ron to say I had stretched my muscle and couldn’t shoot for a while. He yelled at me, of course, and I had to remind him that I was sexier than Monica writhing in front of him with a sore instep or Katherina, now dancing in music videos, which she once managed with a dislocated leg. Thanks to that, he didn’t give up on me, but I mainly swore to myself that I wouldn’t give up on him or my fiancé. Of course, I was annoyed by what Ron said at the end of the call. “If you’re not here in two weeks, I’ll drive up to you, unbuckle my belt, and give you five lashes on bare for every day I haven’t seen you!”

Literotica story, hotwife themed

I read this story once. A married couple (30s) end up having the neighbour boy sleep over on the couch. The wife goes to the bathroom at night and sees the kid has a big cock and over a couple days they do the business. Husband installs video cameras in the house so he can watch. Then wife starts ‘dating’ the young neighbour.

It’s at least 3 chapters, one chapter the wife goes to the beach with the neighbour kid.

I strongly suspect that it was up on literotica but then the author took it down or something.

I’ve looked for it for ages, searching every tag I can think of and just can’t find it, I know it’s a long shot but just thought I’d see if any of you Reddit detectives remember it.

Thanks in advance

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