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My Wife’s Ex-Boyfriend Comes Over
Our fantasies overlapped in one very particular place. And when Kitty shared that information with an old friend, he offered to help without hesitation. The old friend in question was an ex from college who she occasionally met up with for drinks. Their...
Do You Want To Taste Her?
I might have left too quickly. But once we were done my mind instantly moved back to the girl waiting at home in our bed with her fingers between her thighs and her imagination swirling. And no matter how long I tried to sit still and keep it about us, the girl at...
My Wife’s Breeding Kink
It’s always worse when she makes me do it. It doesn’t matter what it is: undo his jeans, take off her shirt so he can see, make her wet or him hard; I could go on and on. She knows what it does to me. She understands how it simultaneously makes me incredibly turned on...
My Wife Entertains Our Guest in the Middle of The Night
I awoke in the night to the sound of footsteps. It was close to three AM, and the space in the bed next to me was conspicuously empty. I patted the spot, half-asleep, as my tired brain processed the fact that my wife, Claire, had gotten up in the night. This was not...
Her “Fuck Me Anytime” Dress
My wife has a dress that comes with an invitation. It’s black and slutty, and every time she puts it on, I know the rule: I can fuck her wherever and whenever I like. It’s a game that has led to delicious dinner dates, engaging movie-going experiences, and occasional...
Playing With Fire
We didn’t have a condom. But our boundaries around safe sex were not as strong as they used to be. She and I had stopped using them months ago after doing the adult thing of getting ourselves tested and then talking. He, on the other hand, had other arrangements with...
Daddy Entertains
“Darling, would you get the door? Daddy’s friend is a few minutes early.” Kitty got up from where she had been kneeling on the floor and brushed out her short skirt. She smiled at me, offering just a hint of a blush, and then she sauntered to the door and opened it. ...
My Wife Comes Home With a Story
“Should I have filmed it?” she asked, looking up at me. She was on all fours towards the foot of the bed, and all I could do was nod. I hadn’t expected her to go through with it, and not having been there meant all I could do was imagine the worst. “That would have...
Does Your Daddy Want to Watch?
If I say her Daddy was home when I arrived to pick her up, will you know how I mean it? Will you make your own meaning? Does it matter? Let’s say her Daddy is nervous when she comes down the stairs in a tight black dress. Her heels are too high, and her neckline is...
A Rainy Afternoon Threesome
It was raining on 15th street by the time she got home. Listening from the bed, we heard her wet boots slush as she stripped off her coat, and we could barely contain our giggles. It was her loft, her coffee on the stove, her wine by the bed, and her boyfriend I was...
The First Kinky Sex
The first kinky sex I ever had was all words. Before any slapping, spanking, scratching, or biting, all my boundaries were verbal. Before I ever tied anyone up, choked them, or held them down while while fucking them up the ass, I whispered honest things in her ear...
Watching Your Hotwife in the Backseat
My sexy hotwife is sucking his cock in the backseat of the car as I drive. It wasn’t the plan, but you know how it goes. You start talking. Your wife mentions that monogamy isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. He raises an eyebrow. You tell him that she does whatever the...
I Want to Hurt You
It’s the beginning of September which feels both meaningless and full of potential. Potential for cool air, tight sweaters, rainy mornings (like today), and warm food. As for meaning, or lack thereof, I think I can say that the world still feels faint and ephemeral,...
Salt and Sand
Salt and sand and I can taste him in my mouth. I can smell her hair and her sunscreen, and I can still feel her fingers on my skin. The ocean was warm, at least in the bay, and the wind was enough to keep us moving without too much work. It was early enough in the day...
A Stranger From The Roof
She stayed on the roof long enough to get a glimpse of him and agree. It was a quick gesture, designed more to excite her than give her a choice. Once she nodded and squeezed my hand to give her consent, she vanished back to the elevator and the relative safety of our...
Am I a Cuck if I Make Her Do It?
As much as I write about "hotwife" and "cuckold" fantasies and games, the way these things have played out in my life tend to veer in a slightly different direction. I've written about them over the years, and on occasion, I've tried to be more honest about it, but...
Wanting Her and Hating Him
I've been thinking about messy emotions and how they're often the ones that get me in the most trouble. Is there a word for someone who gets turned on by feelings? My friend Heart called me (and herself) an intimacy junkie once, and I related to it but still felt like...
A Threesome Not Carefully Crafted
Sometimes I get nostalgic for those early days of figuring out how to share. While good communication is crucial and necessary and all those pretty things, his awkward smile when he invited me to hang out in his dorm room with his new redheaded girlfriend was better....
Three Men and a Naked Girl
(This story contains a scene of consensual non-consent which may be triggering to some readers.) She didn’t know when it would happen, just that it would. Which kept her in a constant state of arousal. She knew better than to ask, but I could see the question hidden...
Outside The Bar
The man with the dog named Lily is only walking by, but he stops so we can pet her and call her a good girl. She's blonde, and a puppy and she wants as many scritches as we'll offer. After three rounds of drinks, both of us are willing to love her forever. When...
Devouring Her
She climbed into the bath without warning. Her delicate hand gripped the white porcelain as she lowered herself beneath the steaming water, and our legs brushing together left us closer than we had ever been before. Just when I thought she might say something, she...
Love and Chlorine
“I’ll totally do it,” Katie said. The three of us turned and looked at her, each one of us questioning everything. There was nothing in her face that hinted at a joke, and we all knew it. But just because she was willing to do this one thing didn’t mean she’d do more....
Fuck First, Ask Questions Later
We met under a bridge in Central Park. It was supposed to be quick and dirty, and that’s just what it was. I fucked her against the wall, her skirt around her waist as the tourists trampled overhead, ignoring the couple on a first date right below them. When we...
Losing Control
“Are you ready?” I asked. “For what?” Kelly replied, trying to kiss me again. “For this,” I said, pulling her shirt off over her head. She gasped, but didn’t stop me. I dropped it to the floor behind her and moved my kisses down to her breasts, sucking her left nipple...
Maybe He Wants Me
I think he wants me. Maybe I should know by now, but there’s a lot of wiggle room in that sentence. He wants me. What does he want? How does he want it? The same is true of me as well. Yes, it’s easy at night when I lie in bed alone and close my eyes. Then I want...
We’re Not Friends
“I don’t fuck my friends,” she said. “If you’re not fucking your friends, then who the hell do you fuck? Come on. Do you fuck people you don’t like? What’s the point of that?” I won’t say I was mansplaining, but I was feeling self-righteous. My friends are hot and...
His Little Toy
“She does anything you say?” I asked. Marco was in the kitchen, and he left his little toy as she called her, standing next to me by the window. She had been living there for a few months, and while she often made me drinks, I had never asked about what else she did....
The Young Woman That I Once Was
I spent a lot of time when I was younger unsure of where I fit into my own fantasies. Sometimes I wanted to hold her down and fuck her and sometimes I wanted to be her: held down and fucked. I wanted to feel her tight cunt around me and I desperately wanted to know...
Taming The Brat
“So what if I’m being bratty? What are you gonna do? Spank me?” She was squirmy, wiggly, and difficult to say the least. I had her on her stomach on the bed, and I was holding her hands firmly behind her, but she was not being helpful. In fact, it was clear that she...
Wanting What He Wants
“He wants to fuck me up the ass,” she said, lying in my bed. We had fucked for a half hour and were staring out at the city with smiles on our faces. “Don’t tell me that,” I moaned, my hand sliding down her back. “Are you going to let him?” “Why shouldn’t I tell you...