The time I discovered my ex-Boyfriend 26[M] was cheating on me 23[F] and my revenge [LONG]

IMPORTANT:
This happened last year around Christmas, since then my ex-Bf we casually hooked up.
I changed the names of the persons involved.

 

It was last year around Christmas time and my Boyfriends’ parents invited us to stay with them for Christmas. We had visited his parents a few times already and I felt like home with them.

 

They were kind and different than I expected because I knew for a fact from my BF that his family was wealthy. I expected a snobby family with their nose up in the sky, but I had a completely wrong view about them. Except designer clothes and expensive cars, they were down-to-earth. His mother, let’s call her Lucy (I changed the names of the persons involved), was charming and immediately treated me like her own and her husband Tom (again I changed the names), my ex’s Dad had eyed me up which I noticed but didn’t mind at all. He was a tall (about 6”2) handsome businessman around 50 and had a nice body. Every time I went there, he basically undressed me with his eyes and most of the time I could see a promising bulge in his pants. Tommy Jr (again the names are changed), my then BF’s brother was named after his father and three years younger, therefore 21 years old at our first meeting. He was quite handsome as well but not my type.

[MF] [exh] [voy] FLASHING AT THE HAMBURGER PALACE – While eating lunch I was treated to the most erotic flashing I have ever encountered

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When I was in college I knew a girl who was an exhibitionist. At the time, I didn’t appreciate how much fun that type of play can be. How I wish she were around now.

Thoughts of her come to mind because of a rare treat I received at a Burger King. It was a lovely day in May at about two in the afternoon. I stopped to get a hamburger. The place was almost empty. As I placed my order, a couple entered. There was a little maze that led to the counter and I watched the couple as they snaked their way through to take a place behind me. They appeared to be Hispanic, probably in their late twenties or early thirties.

What caught my eye was the woman’s legs. She had slender ankles that tapered up to well-rounded calves. She wore high heels which accentuated her calf muscles. Her calves tapered in at the knee and above her knee, her thighs flared up to rather full hips. She was wearing a light-pink cotton skirt that stopped at mid-thigh, giving me ample leg flesh to ogle. I thought that I was being discrete but she looked at me with a half-smile, which seemed to say, “like what you see”.

Freeuse Fun World part 1

Before the story starts, I’m a straight male who fantasies about a world like this! I usually write low fantasy non erotic stories so I was writing this for my entertainment but thought you guys might appreciate it! It’s low on details and sex still as I needed to clear somethings up as well as that exposition might be lazy but that’s because I didn’t think I’d actually post it! Please give me some feedback and if this gets some attention I would continue to post stories of this world!

Also if you have any questions, feel free to ask!

#Story Begins:

Hi, I’m Anna! I’m an 18 year old girl on Earth, but unlike your planet, we are proud and naked! You heard that right, in our world, we are not like your primitive world with clothes and boundaries! We are happy to be naked! Us women know our places and our rights! On our knees under your balls! We don’t seek equal rights because it is nonsense! We women see that we benefit more than you can think being free use fuckmeats that only exist to serve men! We are being thrown all around doing nothing but getting our useless holes used by men to satisfy their cocks! We recieve cum, we take their piss, we let them use us the way we were meant to be! Now you might be wondering how do children live naked and do they fuck? You are disgusting if you think so! Children of both genders are isolated from us, they are always left in huge mansions where the play and talk while we have all the fun outside!

I spent [m]y New Year’s Eve fucking a woman who wouldn’t kiss me when the ball dropped.

This story is quite long, and features a fair bit of backstory. If you’re not interested in the build-up, I get it! To jump right into the sexier stuff, feel free to skip to where you see the thin, grey line.

I had recently broken with my (now) ex-girlfriend of three years. We’d spent every holiday and event of my post-collegiate life together, and I was now staring down the barrel of a New Year’s Eve spent alone. I was ready to wallow in my melancholy until my good buddy Jamie invited me to his girlfriend (also named Jamie’s) house for a small party. I had been to female Jamie’s house once before for a Fourth of July party with my ex, and when I say that female Jamie’s house was the largest I had ever been to, I mean it wasn’t even a competition. It looked like it belonged to minor European royalty, it was that resplendent. That night, we were gathering in female Jamie’s pool house—just off the main house—which in and of itself was nicer than the house I lived in.

Persephone and Hades – Part Three

The shower pounded down upon my skin like the rain in a fierce summer storm, warm to the touch and relentless in its torrent. I tipped my head up and let the water pour down over my face and pool in my mouth, as Hades ground his pelvis into my back and rubbed his rock hard cock over the sweet curves of my arse cheeks. I moaned, letting the water trickle down my chin, and arched myself against him, teasing his arousal. 

“You are the devil,” he purred in my ear, nipping at my neck. “Let me inside you, now!”

I laughed throatily. “Aren’t you the devil?” I asked him, curious. He slipped a finger inside my lips from behind and started to knead my clitoris. “Yesssss,” he gave a low, dark hiss, and the thrill of him had me moaning, my knees weakening and my resistance alongside it. “Ooohhh…” I gasped as his finger dipped lower and found the entrance to my body, and then a second digit followed suit.

Vacation in Portugal

***I turned to see what she was looking at just as the man started fondling the woman’s breasts then quickly moved his hand to between her legs. My daughter watched for a couple of moments then stunned me by saying, “I wasn’t asleep that night dad, I pretended to be, but I wasn’t; I remember.”***

“Dad? Why are we here, on this beach? Are we supposed to take our clothes off too?” I looked at my daughter, she looked stressed as her eyes darted up and down the beach, from the water to the rows of lounges on the shore. Almost everybody near us was nude, men, women, boys, girls, and even babies. We were on vacation in Portugal and had inadvertently ended up at a nude bathing beach. It wasn’t my intent; we just left the hotel to go play in the ocean and followed some signs to a beach, “Dad!?”

The Secret Hotel Room

***I regularly stay in a hotel when travelling with work. This trip I was shown the hotels secret, 2 spy rooms looking in on guests bedrooms. This story is about what goes in the privacy or a hotel room!***

***Any similarity to people, places etc it’s purely accidental.***

As part of my job I have to travel to head office in London once a month. It’s a completely pointless journey but keeps the bosses happy and gives me an opportunity to watch my progammes on Netflix on the train down from Newcastle. I’ve got into a nice routine where I catch the train after work, be in London by 8 and walk over the road to my hotel in time for a meal and a couple of beers. I’ve been doing it for so long now I know all the staff and it’s like going to my second home.

Camping Trip

“So how did you like your first day of camping honey?” Ted asked his wife Patti while he put more wood on the camp fire. He had surprised her early that morning with a four day camping trip. She had never been camping and he wanted to get at least one camping trip in before it got too cold.

He had everything planned out, they found a nice secluded spot near a stream with beautiful views of the trees changing colors. It was mid October and not too cold yet.

“Well it’s fun so far,” she said watching the fire, “sorry about almost burning dinner honey.” She said thinking about the steaks getting a little well done.

“Oh it’s alright, you’ll get used to it.”

“But the steaks caught fire.” she said with a sigh, trying not to laugh. “I feel like I wasn’t very much help to you today.”

“I’ve always like crunchy steaks,” he said with a chuckle, “No, you did really good baby.”

“Well I don’t know I wasn’t much help pitching the tent.”

[wife] [tease] IT MUST BE LOVE: FLIRTING is an erotic story of a flirtatious wife and a forgiving husband in a relationship no-one would imagine.

If you like images to go with your story you can find the link for the illustrated version of this story in the comments below. Enjoy…

“Must be love,” I heard behind me. I think Nelson said it. He wasn’t bothering to lower his voice.

“It has to be,” Dennis agreed. “Just look at her dancing with Scott! Why the fuck would a hot babe like Bianca stay married to him, I’ll never know.”

I knew why Bianca stayed married to me and it was something they never would know. I was tempted to tell them but I was also intrigued by their conversation. They were discussing my wife not five feet away from me and they didn’t fear me hearing them at all. It was like my wife’s flirtations had made me a non-entity in their eyes.

I watched as Bianca dipped back in Scott’s arms. Her black dress pulled at her dark skin and her breasts almost fell out of her cleavage. I could see Scott’s eyes bulging from here. There was no doubt his cock was bulging as well. Bianca’s legs were moving lasciviously against Scott and the skirt was riding higher and higher on her smooth legs.

[FM] The story of how I (28m), almost impregnated my best friend (25f) during grad school

This is the true story of how before marrying my wife, I managed to get into some serious trouble with one of our close friends. Or alternatively, you could call it “The true story of how I had to choose between two fantastic women from Thailand.” Everything you are about to read is true with minimal embellishment. It all happened around 2013. I (28M) was in graduate school in a professional field, living in a converted greek frat house, now just a co-operative house with no greek affiliation. It was on campus but technically it’s own thing. There were about 25 students living in the house, all in close quarters but with our own private rooms. Everything else was communal. Needless to say, lots of close friends were made, and it was hard to avoid running into each other. Fair warning, this story involves cheating. It was the last time it ever happened and it was a learning experience.