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Hello everyone. It's me again, the husband. My wife and I are both 34, and we've been married for five years. I'll describe her—she'll be the center of attention today. My wife is a woman with a chiseled figure, a narrow waist, and slightly wide hips, which she's a little self-conscious about, but which I'm absolutely in love with. Her breasts are a B-cup, very responsive to caresses, with dark areolas and nipples that literally harden in a draft. Her hair is a shoulder-length bob, dark and thick. And her eyes are large, brown, which turn almost black when she's aroused, and they squint slightly when she bites her lip. I noticed this detail every time she immersed herself in her "role." Our experience with third partners has expanded over the past year. After the sauna, there were more encounters, and each one added something new to our repertoire of scenarios. My wife has developed a taste for the role of "slut on a leash," but it's s... continue reading

I still remember her walking into my seminar on the first day of the spring semester as though it was yesterday. I’d long since learned to deal with the fact that some students are attractive, but she was another level. Tall and blonde, at once graceful and gawky, seemingly not entirely in control of her long legs, and a wide, wry smile — her mouth was a little too big, in a Julia Roberts way — as if to apologize for being so impossibly hot. Her touch of awkwardness only made her sexier. Her voice was lower than you’d expect, and her default tone was gentle sarcasm. Tattoos on both arms suggested another side to her I couldn’t help but wonder about.

On top of all of that, she had a spectacular set of breasts, buoyant but far too large for her narrow frame. (But, as I later learned, entirely natural). The effect was stunning, and she knew it, but she never relied on it. She was sharp as a tack and didn’t need to be.

I keep my classrooms professional, but throughout the semester I’d of... continue reading

My childhood best friend (19F) and I (20F) were watching TVD, all cuddled up like usual for our sleepover. We’ve basically grown up together, so we’re super comfortable with each other. We were lying on the sofa with her head resting on my chest and her legs hooked over mine. I had my arms wrapped around her like a koala, holding her close.

I should mention I was wearing just a white tank top and panties, while she was in a t-shirt and a thong she’d stolen from me. I was too busy staring at the screen to notice when I felt a prick on my nipple. I looked down to see her biting it, looking up at me with a cheeky little smile. I rolled my eyes and went back to the TV, but then I felt her tongue sliding over my nipple through the fabric. The cotton was already wet and sheer, exposing my dusky areolas. I could feel it deep in my core, and I didn’t bother stopping her, even though we’d never done anything like this before.

I asked her if she was ovulating, and she said yes. That piqued m... continue reading

My FWB and I have been doing this thing for a few months now, just good sex and no feelings and no weirdness which works perfectly for both of us, and that is the only context you need before I tell you what happened last week because it is a lot lol.

So I'm at his place on his bed with my legs up and he's been going for a while and I'm at that point where I've completely stopped being able to string words together, just sounds and his name and whatever noise comes out when he hits the right spot, and we're both a sweaty mess and I'm close and I have my legs locked around him and that is exactly when the door opens and his roommate walks in and just stands there and I'm staring at this guy, someone I have met maybe once at some party, making full eye contact with him from my current position which is legs in the air getting absolutely railed, and my FWB does not stop, not even slightly, he grabs my hips tighter and keeps going and glances back over his shoulder and says something to h... continue reading

This was the beginning of the year and I want to say upfront that I was very sheltered growing up, inexperienced in a way that's hard to explain if you didn't grow up the way I did, and my brother's friends coming over to hang out and play games and sometimes sleep over felt completely normal and safe to me because that's just how it always was and I never thought about any of them that way even though I noticed that some of them were attractive and one of them in particular was cute in a way I tried not to think about too much.

That one ended up alone with me in my room at the start of the year when everyone else went out for food and we stayed back because neither of us felt like going.

We were just talking at first and then he asked what I had and hadn't done and I told him the truth which was not much, basically nothing, and he said he could help me figure out what I liked if I wanted and I looked at him for a second and said okay and what I meant was talk me through it and what... continue reading

Igor had only worked in the sales department for six months and quietly hated his boss, Alla Borisovna. She was forty-eight years old, tall, with a heavy gaze and a habit of muttering her words through clenched teeth. She dressed strictly—knee-length skirts, buttoned-up blouses—but even through this shell, her powerful figure was visible: a wide backside, impressive breasts. In the smoking room, the guys joked that having sex with such a woman was like hugging an iceberg, but Igor sometimes dreamed of her in the most obscene positions. And then there was this remote worker. Alla Borisovna complained that her work laptop was slow and the system administrator couldn't be reached. Igor volunteered to help—the sales quota was hanging by a thread anyway, and a little sweetness wouldn't hurt. On Saturday morning, he was already standing at her door with a flash drive and a bunch of software. The apartment turned out to be unexpectedly cozy. The boss's husband, some important c... continue reading

We’d been drinking in my dorm after the house party. Just me and Maya from three doors down. Cheap vodka, low music, the only light coming from my desk lamp. She kept shifting closer on the bed until her thigh was pressed fully against mine, the thin fabric of her dress riding higher every time she moved. She’d lean in when she laughed, breath warm against my ear, then pull back just far enough that I could feel the absence. By the time the bottle was half empty she stopped pretending.

She climbed into my lap, straddling me, and kissed me slow and deep. She tasted like vodka and the strawberry gloss she’d been reapplying all night. Her hands slid under my shirt, palms hot against my skin. I pulled the dress over her head. Just soft, warm skin and the faint mix of her perfume and the heat of her body. When I pushed her panties aside she was already wet.

I laid her back on the narrow bed and pushed into her in one long, steady thrust. The sound she made was low and broken. She was tig... continue reading

My FWB and I have been doing this thing for a few months now, just good sex and no feelings and no weirdness which works perfectly for both of us, and that is the only context you need before I tell you what happened last week because it is a lot lol.

So I'm at his place on his bed with my legs up and he's been going for a while and I'm at that point where I've completely stopped being able to string words together, just sounds and his name and whatever noise comes out when he hits the right spot, and we're both a sweaty mess and I'm close and I have my legs locked around him and that is exactly when the door opens and his roommate walks in and just stands there and I'm staring at this guy, someone I have met maybe once at some party, making full eye contact with him from my current position which is legs in the air getting absolutely railed, and my FWB does not stop, not even slightly, he grabs my hips tighter and keeps going and glances back over his shoulder and says something to h... continue reading

I’m a 28 yo male, my wife and I separated a little over a year ago amicably. We just fell out of love that kind of thing but we’re still kind with each other and our families which is a good thing since we have children together.

About a month ago I broke my hand at work and had it locked in a cast for about 6 weeks. Since I wasn’t able to do anything like button up my own pants my ex mother in law volunteered to come stay with me for awhile and help me out especially on my weeks with the kids since we are kind of far from my own family. We had a lot of slip ups since we weren’t very used to living together. There was a couple times I’d walk out into the kitchen for a drink in the middle of the night and she would be out there in her underwear or just a baggy shirt doing the same thing. There was also more than a couple instances I’d walk out of my room in the morning in just my underwear sporting full morning wood forgetting that she was also there.

One night about 3 weeks in I caug... continue reading

I travel a lot for work, usually just a few days here and there in either North America or East Asia, with my favourite places in the world being China and Japan, so when an opportunity cropped up to spend a whole quarter in Japan I jumped on it, dropped my rental and upped sticks halfway across the world.

Now I work in an industry thats heavy on broker and sales relationships, which means a whole lot of boring and not-so-boring meetings, handshakes and getting to know people that I generally only want to make money off of. Japan has been a fun if not slightly uptight version of all of this due to the amount of inter country travel I’ve needed to do either by myself or usually with a few coworkers.

Most of my colleagues are older slightly chubby men, now thats not really my type so I’m going to skip over that trauma inducing image to talk about Shiori.

She’s about 5’3 and slender in that kind of graceful and pretty way. To match that petite frame she has nice, perfectly proportioned... continue reading

I was 18 and still a virgin. I landed a summer job in another city and stayed with my aunt to save money. She was in her 40s, with a thick build. Her husband was away those 2 months as well due to work. She had two sons that were already at university, and one daughter my age who was there with us..

When I was younger I had met her a few times only at family events. Initially when I moved in, everything seemed fine, I met her and her daughter, we had dinner together. The next day I began my summer job.

Now I mentioned I was a virgin but I was also a bit desparate/frustrated those days. In the evenings I spent most of my time watching porn and jerking off in my room. Not gonna lie, I did some pretty desperate things back then. A week in, I started fantasising about her daughter, I just couldn't help it.

She was beautiful and pretty busty for her slim figure. I used to picture her naked till one day I just couldn't help myself. I snuck into her room while she was out, and went throug... continue reading

Vera and I are in our early thirties. We've been married for six years. She had two men before me, and I had a few women. Our marriage is like a well-oiled machine: sometimes it creaks, but overall it's a joy. We try not to stagnate in bed: toys, role-playing, light BDSM. But there's one taboo that Vera guards with the tenacity of a border guard. Her ass. More precisely, the entrance to it. My finger—go ahead. My tongue—for God's sake. But my dick—no way. "It's all tight down there, I'm scared, it hurts, let's not do it now." I didn't push. I waited. Sometimes we fantasized out loud before bed: I'd whisper to her how hot it would be if a third person, experienced and patient, took her there for the first time. She'd blush, giggle excitedly, and quickly come from these conversations. But it never went beyond fantasies. And then there was the district clinic and an appointment with a proctologist. Vera had been experiencing discomfort fo... continue reading

For anyone who didn’t see the first post: I showed my friend nudes of my wife recently. He told me he wanted to fuck her. I said yes. She went along with it. I invited him over. She answered the door in a tight crop top and tiny booty shorts with nothing underneath. I watched him fuck her on our couch until he pulled out and came in her mouth.

I loved every second of it. Still do.

But today has been… different.

I woke up hard, replaying everything. She was already in the kitchen making coffee like it was any other Sunday. Kissed me good morning. Asked how I slept. Acted completely normal. I almost started to think maybe the night before had been this intense, private thing we’d just quietly put away.

Then I later noticed her phone has been going off more than normal today.

I didn’t say anything at first. Just watched her. She kept checking it every few minutes. Small smiles. Sometimes she’d bite her lip. Once she actually laughed under her breath and turned the screen away when... continue reading

I was deep into the most boring quarterly report on Earth when I heard the laughter outside. That wasn’t unusual: my house, my pool, my twenty year ikd daughter home from college for the summer, and her best friend basically living here since Memorial Day. What made me look up from the hellish Excel grid was the way Bella’s laugh got sharp and scandalous.

They were out there again, perched on rafts with drinks in hand and not a care in the world. I could see them through my office’s big glass door, both in bikinis that looked like they’d been shipped to the wrong address. Bella wore a cherry red number that screamed “Daddy’s paying tuition” and left almost nothing to the imagination. Scarlett, her friend, was the real hazard: fit, all tan and curves and that “porn name” energy, her long black hair wet and wild. If there was a contest for which one looked more like they belonged on a clickbait ad, I wouldn’t even know who to bet on.

I told myself to get back to work. Instead I just li... continue reading

So this is a story I've told exactly nobody in real life and I figure this is the place for it.

A while back some personal stuff happened and I ended up moving in with my best friend Jess and her boyfriend Ryan for a couple months to get back on my feet. For what was honestly a rough time it was one of the best situations I could have been in. Jess is one of those people who makes everything easier just by existing.

We were those type of best friends. Like genuinely those ones. Doors open, making out at parties for fun, zero weirdness about bodies or any of it. She'd been jokingly telling me I was welcome to watch her and Ryan since basically day one and I'd always laugh and go to bed.

One night we were all on the couch after a long week, a movie on that none of us were actually watching, drinks happening. Jess had shifted at some point so she was sitting sideways in Ryan's lap, his arms around her, and at first it was just that. Comfortable and normal. Then I noticed his hand moved... continue reading

A couple years back after graduating highschool, I found my best friends mom on social media sex site called fet life. Even though her face was blurred out of every single one of her photos, I recognized some of the pictures from her Facebook. When I went on to read her bio, it confirmed everything else. She had recently gotten divorced from her husband just a year prior and only had 1 son who was away at college. As I kept reading her profile, I stumbled upon the list of fetishes she was into. In total, she was into 88 different fetishes and had another 46 she was curious about. One of those fetishs stood out amongst the rest. That being consensual non consensual. 35 of the 43 short stories she had written on her profile involved CNC and her getting man handled. It was kind of ironic that’s what she was into considering she could probably beat up the average male who didn’t train or workout. Matt’s mom was basically known in our town as a workout junky and even taught yoga, boxing, an... continue reading

I offer a story from life, where the details and names have, of course, been changed, but the emotions are very real. A trip out of town with a big group was my Alena's idea. She generally loves getting everyone together—my friends, her girlfriends. It's loud, fun, and almost always ends with dancing around the campfire. This time we're going to a new place; someone mentioned there was a small lake and an old bridge there. I'm driving, Alena's next to me, and in the back, the friends are discussing something, music, and the smell of summer coming from the open window. We arrive. The clearing is excellent, the grill is set up quickly, and the girls are laying out snacks. Alena is wearing a light sundress today, her hair tied up, but a couple of strands have come loose from the wind. I look at her, she catches my eye and smiles, a knowing smile, as if to say, I know what you're thinking. We haven't really seen each other for a week; we've both been work... continue reading

I was with my girlfriend and her sister. We slent the day hanging out and shopping at an outside mall complex. Her sister was staying the night. I let them have the evening out in the living room while I watched some TV from the bedroom.

I got up to refill my water cup at around 11pm and when I walked through the living room, only her sister was awake still. My girlfriend was passed out on the couch. I probably should've had more clothes on than my sleep shorts. You could definitely see my dick print and her sister was looking at me the moment I walked in.

I guess its my house, and if I want to walk around shirtless, I can. Her sister walked over and started talking to me. I watched her eyes going all over my body. Who doesn't like a big strong man though? Haha

"God I wish my boyfriend had a body like yours." She said.

I was flattered, but needed to make a joke. "Well, thank you, too bad big muscles mean I have a small dick?" I said and laughed.

She didn't laugh. "I know thats a... continue reading

I've been hooking up with this guy Felix on and off for a couple months now. Casual, nothing serious. Mostly just fun. He knows I'm trans obviously, and he's so into it. What we have is honestly great. It's easy. Good sex, low drama, and minimal time investment required. The only unusual thing about it is that Felix has a girlfriend, and he hasn't told her about me.

To be honest that actually isn't all that unusual. It is shockingly common for many straight guys with girlfriends or wives try to hook up with me. I deal with it all the time, and I must admit a part of me loves being their secret fantasy. I play into a lot too. Anyways.

Last week he texted me something different.

"My girlfriend wants to meet you."

I didn't know until now that his girlfriend knew about me. Which, fine, maybe I should've asked more questions. I assumed I was more of a secret thing. But he explained. I guess recently he and his gf Tessa have been talking about adding other people into their relationship... continue reading

We found a karaoke bar near Jacksonville a few weeks ago. Fun crowd, cheap drinks. Everything was great, except this one puny young guy (21-25) coming up to my wife, Elle, and flirting with her right in front of me. The “me” of 20 years ago would’ve taught him a brutal lesson. The “me” of today knows my wife is coming home with me, and any attempts from another man to woo her are a waste of his time.

When she shot him down, he sulked like a kid who’s told he can’t have a candy bar at the store. Just sat there with a pouty face the rest of the night.

Now here’s the thing. We’re a hotwife/swinger couple. If he’d have been respectful, interesting, and acted aware of my existence right beside her, it might’ve happened. It’s happened in the past for others who’ve played their cards right.

The karaoke lady was kind of “I’d fuck her but wouldn’t date her if I were single” hot. Big tits, cute face, a little softer around the middle than I’d prefer. I could tell by her demeanor when we in... continue reading