[MF] [cuck] [wife] [intr] [1st] an interracial erotic story of a sexually unfulfilled escort teaching a virgin college boy sex with an older woman

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My lust had been simmering for weeks. Thoughts of cock kept invading my mind at all hours of the day, distracting me, making my mind wander…

Although I had been a faithful wife and mother, these thoughts lead to urges that I no longer could ignore. Every man I passed on the street or worked within the office became simply cock.  Bananas, cucumbers, hot dogs, bottles, anything long, thick and fat… all were cock.  My mouth watered at ads in the newspaper for men’s underwear, as I stared at their nicely rounded packages.  My pussy moistened at the mere thought of dragging those briefs down and filling my mouth with their thick meat.

I tried to satisfy my lust for my husband.  Each night I’d find new tricks….all kinds of variations of fucking and sucking him, but my mind still drifted to bigger cocks.  Cocks that would stretch my mouth and pussy to their limits, that would make me cry out and moan and scream in lust.

[MMF] [wife] [voy] [alcohol] SLEEPING WIFE – Sleeping Wife is the erotic story of a husband’s orgasm over watching his wife of 18 years being abused by two drunken strangers

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It had been one hell of a party. Walt looked around the living room, surveying the empty drink glasses and beer bottles scattered around the room. His eyes came to rest on his wife Kathy, who had passed out on the couch.

At 38 she still looked damned good, especially dressed the way she was in a really short mini skirt and a tank top. She was on her back with one leg draped over the back of the couch, and he could clearly see she had taken off her panties sometime during the night. Her hairy beaver was just visible from across the room.

He smiled, thinking that it was a good thing all of the guests had gone home. He was still smiling as he staggered up the stairs to the bathroom to drain his over-full bladder.

No sooner had Walt gone upstairs than Bill and Warren came up from the family room downstairs. The first thing that came into their view was Kathy’s gaping pussy. They looked at each other in disbelief.

[FM] A dumb joke leads to our most passionate sex in months

This is going to be a long one.

This happened just yesterday afternoon. The missus and I were going about cleaning our spare-room, which had in truth become the pandemic “dump everything we don’t want to deal with now” room. We had just gotten our 14-month old daughter down for a nap and ordered some Korean food for lunch, and as we were waiting for it to be delivered we took the opportunity to get some clearing out done.

I found some of my daughter’s ball-pit balls (one of her favourite toys), two of which were blue. With no explanation, I handed these to my wife. She looked at me visibly confused. I then ask for the balls back, and when she did I responded, “You give me blue balls.”

This might require some backstory. You see, the night before she and I were getting down to business. I got her off, and she then attempted to do the same for me. Just then, however, time somehow jumped forward and we were awoken by a screaming toddler. For a moment I was left wondering if the sex actually happened or if I just dreamed it. This is, sadly, not the first time the exhaustion of two new parents has interrupted coitus.

[M]y wi[F]e had a sex dream so I had to learn to become more dominant…

Most of this sub consists of the exciting one night stands with strangers or encounters with the best friend or sibling of an ex…hopefully something monogamous is welcome? ; )

A few days ago my wife woke up and with a delighted, early morning groan. She rolled over in bed to me and said that she had a great sex dream. I immediately perked up. I inquired for more details and she just sleepily let me know that it was a threesome with another couple. I didn’t really think much of it as we each have our occasional sex dreams.

We typically message a lot while we are both at work so by mid-morning that day I had a message from her asking if I was ready to hear more about her dream. I of course excitedly obliged.

She wrote: “I don’t know who this couple was or what they looked like, but I was the third in their threesome. They (but mostly the man) were ordering me around and it was the hottest thing. I distinctly remember him behind me teasing me. I could feel a cock right next to my vag but he wasn’t putting it in. I was absolutely burning for it.”

[MF] My [37M] wife [49F] visited a nude beach for the first time and left me speechless

This is a dedicated account for these posts. My wife suggested we post in this subreddit, are we in the right place?

I’m writing this so I don’t forget. I’m posting this on Reddit for the excitement.

A bit of background:

We’ve been married for 12 of the 14 years we’ve been together. We’re very much attracted to each other. My wife excites me to a ridiculous degree and I regularly think about the sexual things we’ve done together, the things she’s done before me and fantasize about the things I want to do with her–many of which would never go beyond fantasy. A nude beach was one I believed would never happen, not because I didn’t believe she wouldn’t do it–I never imagined I could go buck naked in public.

While my wife is quite comfortable walking around the house naked and confident with her looks, I on the other hand am not so confident. The inability to control my arousal and erections leaves me embarrassed and self conscious, which I imagine is pretty common. When I’m in the buff, the majority of my mind is occupied by the carnal desire for my wife.

The lustful worm (soul draining, worm creature, succubus, titty fuck, blowjob) [NSFW]

(This is a story set in the same universe as my other stories about Theron and Althea. I hope you enjoy it and give me some feedback below ?.)

Jamie was woken up from his deep slumber by a pleasant wet slurping sound. He groaned and opened his eyes, pulling on his limbs as something warm and wet assaulted his throbbing member. The young man soon realized he could not sit up, and that his wrists and ankles were tied. His blurry vision swept across the bed he found himself on and spotted the source of the pleasure and sounds. Her hair was a fiery red, crowned with two ram horns. Her plump lips were covered in red lipstick which had left a ring around the base of his dick. Her large perky tits rested on his thighs as she continued her sinful work, her stiff nipples rubbing against his skin. He shuddered. Her green eyes stared deeply into his as she bobbed on his cock, the sloppy blowjob sending spit across his crotch and stomach. Jamie moaned thrust deeply into her mouth, sending his cock down the woman’s throat. No, not woman, succubus. The beauty before him was too fair and too good at what she was doing to be human. Jamie looked around him and found only darkness and the bed he was laying on. A spotlight shone down on him and the demoness, allowing him to see the silk bindings that held his limsp to each bedpost. The bed was red, pink flower petals scattered around it.   

Rest Stop Fun [MF]

Disclaimer – Some of the actions taken in this story are not safe. We were being very stupid and reckless, and while it was fun, and turned out ok, there was also a lot of potential for it not to. Please be safe.

This story takes place about 20 years ago during the time in which my wife and I were either newly married, engaged, or just dating. Our hormones seemed to be through the roof at the time (mine still are) and we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. When we were alone together, it seemed like making out and fooling around was the activity of choice and we’d spend hours making out, getting handsy, and having sex.

We were headed to her parent’s house for a long weekend, probably a holiday, but I don’t remember which holiday. The drive out there was roughly 5 hours from where we lived while we were going to college. As I mentioned above, when we were alone together usually meant we were making out. Since we were driving though, we would try and behave. What this normally meant was we’d start the drive out and I’d have my hand on her leg. Usually lightly caressing it, no sexual overtones, just a loving caress, but then again, I was somewhere between 19-21 so while I wasn’t being overtly sexual, that’s definitely where my mind was.

I got my ex-wife’s Best Friend in the divorce – [MF]

I’ve been in the process of going through a divorce for some time now. My ex and I are attempting keeping it as civil as possible but it’s been a rough 2020 for me. I’ve had a lot of support through my brother and extended family which has helped me through the hard times. But, I haven’t been with anyone since my ex-wife.

Lynn is my wife’s best friend who basically chose to side with me instead of her due to circumstances that led up to the divorce. We had been casually communicating and calling each other over the phone, nothing too serious or sexual in nature. Maybe occasionally flirty but we had done that when my wife was around and it was all in good fund. She is a cute, 5″3′ thic girl of Thai decent, with a sordid past that my ex-wife described as “wild college days that extended into the rest of her 20s”.

Crushing on My Best Friend’s Dad, Was He Into It?! [age gap]

My family moved from California to Texas four years ago, during the summer before my freshman year.  Entering high school was going to be hard enough, but to do it in a completely different town, a completely different state, I wasn’t so sure.   Amanda made it easy.  I met Amanda the day after we moved in.  July, in Texas, is hot; the sun lives here, I swear.  The doorbell rang, I opened the door, and there she was.  Amanda.  Wearing shorter shorts than we wear in Cali, a skimpy little tank top that halfway covered her bikini top.  She was 14, same age as me.  That afternoon she would become my first friend in my new home.

Freshman year breezed by, thanks to Amanda.  We played together, studied together, talked about boys together.  Our bodies became more developed, filling out our bikinis a bit more nicely.  We were both on the volleyball team, skipping cheerleader tryouts, at least for freshman year.  Sophomore year was more of the same.  Amanda talked me into trying out for cheerleader.  We both made it!  More studying together and talking about boys, and practicing our cheers.  My first kiss, my first real kiss, was with her.  It wasn’t a lesbian type kiss or anything.  Neither of us had ever kissed a boy, and Amanda had a huge crush on this guy, I don’t remember his name, but he asked her to Spring Fling.  She was freaking out.

Fucking My Friend while His Wife is Away! Spoiler: It Works out for All of Us!

While the two best friends drove to a trendy wine bar not far from Jessica’s place, Brittany lathered her legs and nether regions with a generous amount of gel. The warmth of the water had opened her pores and she always used a fresh blade. The combination of the two made for silky smooth skin without the hassle of razor burn. Once satisfied with the results of her shave, Brittany emerged from the pool of cooling water. She let the drain swallow the remnants of her bath as she slowly ran an icy cold rag along her bikini line. This would seal the pores and stop any irritation from surfacing. She wanted to be blemish-free, not only for tonight, but for the days to come at the beach. She dried her blonde hair with the house dryer and used her own iron to sprinkle in curly locks. She applied the lightest of makeup, letting her own natural beauty shine through. She did not deter from the dress that she had brought just for the welcome party. The neckline plunged, but not too much, just enough to show that the flesh that hid beneath the fabric was round and perky. The hem fell just an inch short of fingertip length. The simple black heels that matched the simple black dress made her look anything but simple. She usually opted for stockings, but not tonight. The weather in Miami was much warmer than Minnesota, and her legs were smooth as silk. Her black lace panties matched her invisible bra. She looked in the mirror as she applied the lightest of pink lipsticks. She placed her mobile into a clutch that matched her lips, placed a do not disturb sign on the door, and headed for the lounge.