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Nanny Talk

Last week sometime, I posted an experience regarding our live-in nanny, who had found a toy of mine in my bedside table, which also happened to be a clone vibrator of my husband's penis. It was a fun couple's activity we did together on Valentine's Day but actually became something that I have enjoyed using often since.
Our nanny is in her early 20s, and in a new foreign country alone, so I understand the loneliness. I wasn't mad and was actually intrigued and turned on at her using it. I wasn't sure how to proceed about the incident, say nothing or mention it etc. I didn't want to make waves, since she has become a really good friend to me, and she is really good at what she does.
I decided to say nothing and see if she would bring it up, which she didn't and hasn't. I sat talking to her the next night after the incident and was just casually talking about her experiences etc. During the talk, her social life was mentioned, and I asked her how things were going? She seems to have sort of taken me as a mom away from home situation. She talked about being lonely but making friends, males included, but nothing serious. I made a point to tell her that I was always around and willing to talk about anything, emphasizing ANYTHING. She laughed and said that she hoped that someday she would have a family life like we have. When pressed what she meant, she said the usual, stable comfortable life, growing family, then something I found interesting. She mentioned that her parents slept in separate beds while she grew up, and that it was nice that hubby and I seemed to "really enjoy each other"? She mentioned that sometimes she ventures downstairs to the kitchen to get something to drink or eat after everyone has retired to their bedrooms. She said she loved to hear hubby and I in our bedroom talking and laughing and basically "enjoying each other".
Our home is laid out that the kid's bedrooms and the nanny bedroom is down one wing of the upstairs. Our primary suite is down a different hall on the way to the staircase leading down to the main floor kitchen etc. If she goes to the kitchen after the kids are asleep, she could very likely hear us in our room as she passes by. I never thought of this, but we make sure that when the nanny is on her own free time, we don't bother her and take care of the kids ourselves in case they need anything during the night. Because of this, we don't leave our bedroom door completely shut but rather cracked in case one of the kids has an issue or is crying and we need to go deal with them. After chatting with our nanny, I was curious so last Sat night the kids were asleep soundly, the nanny was in her room, and hubby had returned from a 5-day work trip. I mentioned during the day to the nanny that I was "excited for his return" hoping that she would understand what I meant. I have been aroused by her ever since this experience. I made sure that our television was off, and my bedside lamp was on as I crawled nude into bed next to my husband. He quickly stripped off his sleeping clothes and we began to explore each other with our hands. It was an unusually warm evening for the spring and since the AC hasn been turned on yet it was warm in our room. It was perfect for me to roll down the covers and let him stroke and knead my breasts and lick his way down to my damp pussy. We were both nude and on top of the bed, I had left our door a little more open than usual and I noticed I could just see a bit of the hallway reflection in the glass of a framed painting just outside of our bedroom.
As I laid there on my back feeling hubby parti my lips and licking me, I watched the reflection in the art and noticed, not even 10 minutes into this, our nanny's reflection, as she stood a bit down the hall, listening, but then realizing she moved close enough to watch through the slightly open door. My hubby had his back to the doorway so he couldn't see the nanny outside our room, and I acted oblivious. I looked down shortly after and could see hubby's shaft fully erect and so I moved into position to suck on him as he sat on the bed on his knees. I was giving our voyeur a perfect side view of hubby's body as I licked and teased the drips of precum from hobby's hard swollen head. I quickly pushed him onto his back, the angle that I was laying before, and quickly got on top of him and really began to pump up and down. I could feel him getting harder and warmer inside me, so I hopped off and sat reverse on top of hubby, blocking his view of the hallway and also allowing me to see if the nanny was still there. Surprised or not surprised I could see her reflection still watching us. Hubby was gripping my hips with his hands really pulling me against him. I was massaging his balls and could feel him beginning to pulse. Just as he began to spray a fountain of warm sperm, I pulled him out. I let the nanny see it all. I'm shaking still as I write this and really turned on.

Part 2: MIL...journey Of A Slut +

Continued from #73961. Sorry for the delay in the continuation but life gets in the way at times.

So after her failed long distance relationship she had a lull in that department for maybe 8 months or so. At that time she met another man at her job who was divorced, an alcoholic, incredibly jealousand I believe was both verbally and physically abusive towards her. I'll say that I never really cared for him and nor did my wife or her brother. We would visit them for dinner the odd time and he'd be drinking and get loud towards her as well as become child like. After dinner he would zip off to the room and not be seen again. Oh well.

We received an invite from the cousin she had been fucking previously as it was his wifes birthday. Because this was an overnight trip the MIL brought along her newish BF as there is no way she could leave him at home as he would just call constantly. Of course, alcohol was flowing again and he started getting angry with her for no apparent reason. A short time later she emerged with what apppeared to be a handprint around her neck and she was visibly shaken. I immediately asked the wife to ask her if had grabbed her and she replied with a "No." The MIL knew that I would confront him and it wouldn't go well for him if she had confirmed he did. It settled down and many went to bed including the drunk wife.

Later I jump in the hot tub naked as no one was around to soak and still pissed off about him grabbing her by the neck. I jump out and walk towards the bathroom to grab a towel when I am caught by the birthday girl Cheryl. I quickly try to cover, but she moves towards me and brushes my hand aside to grab my junk. I wanted something like this to happen to be honest, but woth the MIL instead. I'm not of the show'er type at a few inches long flacid, but instead the grower variety which is nearly 7.5 inches. It didn't take long before I was rock hard and Cheryl this little 42 year old woman is stroking my 24 year old cock. A minute later we hear someone coming so she grabs me the nearby towel to cover and she was relieved it was not my wife, but instead it is the MIL.

MIL figures something has just happened between us and Cheryl explained she just had a cock show. The MIL seeing the outline of my cock under the towel said she was sad that she missed out. At that moment the towel was pulled away by Cheryl and now I have two of them getting all touchy. I figure I'll let whatever happens just happen. In exchange for touching they agreed to pull their tits out for taking turns stroking me. Sadly, neither was willing to finish the job and I was left glistening with precum. Off to bed with a snoring wife that would not wake up for action. I was left wondering what had just happened and began to stroke myself slowly.

Not 5 minutes later I hear some muffled voices and it sounds like the MIL and her BF arguing. I'm now ready to go just in case I'm needed by her, I wait and hear her exit the room and tell him she is going to sleep with her daughter. A moment later in comes the MIL who is upset and wearing a t-shirt that is mid-thigh in length. She motioned me to move over on the king bed and I tell her I'm not wearing anything and I am now a mother daughter sandwich as she slid in. I shake the wife and she does not respond as I wanted to make her aware that her Mom is now here. The MIL tells me that the BF did in fact grab her, but she says it was the first time and he apologized.

I'm mad and tell her that she can count on me to help her at anytime. At that moment she rolled towards me, placed her head on my chest, right hand on my stomach and kissed me on the cheek. It didn't take long for her to slide her hand down and begin stroking me as I rubbed her back and shoulder. I give the wife another shake and I'm met with a low snore before I roll towards the MIL. Lifting her shirt I discover she has no panties on so I begin sucking on her nipples. I lick my fingers for insertion, but she is already wet and soon I am 3 fingers in. She whispers to me this is so wrong, but she has wanted to do this since we first met. I keep at this for 10 minutes or so before her thighs clench down on my hand as she came.

I really wanted to go down on her, but it would be hard to explain that position away so I opted have her roll to her side. Once on her side she backed closer and she guided me inside. I may have gotten 8 - 10 strokes in before there was a light knock on the door. She got up and answered the door to find Cheryl explaining that the BF had left for home. He had been drinking a lot and was now driving home so they went to try and call him. Two times in one night I thought I'd shooting ropes of cum, but no I had to finish myself off in the bathroom sink. It was probably for the best that she had to leave me all hard with precum flowing.

Nothing happened for years after due to a falling out with my wife and MIL.

To be continued...

Is My Wife A Cuckquean? 2

The other day it was miserably cold outside and I noticed the neighbors wife didn't put the their trash on the curb. I heard the garbage truck coming so I ran across the street and pulled their can to the curb. My wife of course joked about how I was doing favors for my crush. A few hours later I was out de-icing my wife's car so she could go to work and the neighbors wife came over to thank me. I said "Don't mention it. That's what neighbors are for." Then she said, " I hate to ask but can you do me a huge favor?" "My washer stopped working this morning, could you take a look?" I said, "yeah, let me get the wife off to work and I'll be right over."

I went back in and toldy wife I was going to go across the street to work on my girlfriends plumbing when she goes to work. Said it in a very porno plumber way, and my wife was into it. She pulled my dick out and started sucking. Of course she had to leave for work so I'm sitting here with a raging boner and about to head over to the neighbors. I grab some tools and a heat lamp and head over. Turned out her water line was frozen so I put the heat lamp on it and told it'd take a while to thaw. She offered me a coffee so we sat at the table and talked. She mentioned my wife saying I had crush on her. I said "yeah you're damn good looking woman and fun to be around too." Told her the wife had been busting my balls by always saying stuff like, "there's your crush." We talked and laughed for a while then I went and checked on the washer. The water started to run, so I went back into the dining room.

As I walked back in the neighbors wife was taking her jacket off and one thing became clear, she doesn't like to wear a bra! I kind of stammered and said it was it was working just leave the heat lamp on it. She said thanks, then asked if I wanted another drink. I said yes and sat back down with her. Like the time before, I was having a very hard keeping my eyes off of her tits. It must have been clear that I was eyeing them because she said, "you like 'em." I said "they're perfect." She said "don't tell anyone" and gave me a quick flash and acted embarrassed about it. I complimented her and asked if I could feel them and she said ok. I moved next to her and put my hand up her shirt. I told her that her tits were really amazing and kept groping. She said, "I want you know, I won't have sex with you but if you want I can give you a hand job." I graciously accepted and pulled my hard dick out. She grabbed it and said, let's go to the couch. We stood up and she took her shirt off as we walked into the living room. She sat and pulled me in front of her and started jerking my dick. She was beating me off right in front of her face and all I could think of was busting my nut all over her face. Then she started to suck on and lick my head. When I came she pulled her head back and drained my cock onto her tits. After I finished cumming she deepthroated my dick and drained the last bit of cum out of it. We went back to dining room and finished our coffee. I told her if she ever needs any more work done I'd be more than happy to help. She said she would come up with something soon.

Later that day my wife came in from work and was instantly on me. We started fucking and she started playing 21 questions! I slowly gave her the details and she kept fucking harder and harder. She slowed down and said she wanted to see and lick the cum off of her tits. I told her to ask the neighbor to come over and hangout again and that I'm 90 percent certain I can get her into bed. They're supposed to have a movie night Friday, so we will see where this goes.

Btw, my wife is definitely a cuckquean.

Got Drunk And Ended Up About 100 Miles Away From Where I Though I Was

I went to Bradley University for a year and failed out. I got into trades and it probably ended better for me the way things went, however one night I went back to visit the friend I had made. At this point they were juniors, and we were all 21. I went out to Peoria for a weekend and spent friday night in their dorm drinking and playing Cod. The next night we decided to go out to some bars, but I was on the verge of a blackout when we left for the bars. I have one very small snippet of memory of dancing with a blonde who was shorter than me at the bar, and after that my memory completly cuts out.

The next morning, I woke up as a big spoon to a very tan brunette, in a twin bed. I had a broken condom on and i tried to gathered my surroundings I realized I was in a dorm. There was an empty twin bed on the other side of the room. She was still in a deep sleep and I was able to slip out of bed undetected. I had no idea who she was, but I saw my clothes on the floor in her room, so I got them back on and slipped out. I got out to the street and meant to call my old college friends to pick me up from the dorm I was at.

My phone was dead... but I was at a dorm called "Franklin hall." I didn't remember a Franklin hall , but I was also a terrible drunk student. Nothing looked familiar thought. Right across from this "Franklin Hall" was a library. It did not look familiar at all... I wasnt well aquainted with the Lib at Bradley, but I had been there a few times and this didnt look like what I remembered. I went in anyways and found some people studying (at about 4 AM) One of them had a charger and I got some juice in my phone. As soon as it turned on, it vibrated with text notifications for about 45 seconds.

My friends I visited called, and messaged dozens of times asking where I was. My car was still infront of their dorm. I told them I was at the library and id meet them out front. 15 mins later they called asking where I was, and I was standing out front with noone in sight.... Then I said I would meet them in front of Franklin hall and they had no idea what I was talking about. I asked what the address of their dorm was, and when I put it into my phone, it was 97 miles away.....

I ended up taking a cab back to my car that cost like 260$... that is the tale of the wildest night of my life, and i dont even remember it.

I Love Mixing Cum With Food Anyone Else?

Hello. I'm 45 we have something going with my husband an unexpected kink you might say, but I love mixing his thick cum with food really. Small backstory following (wont' waste your time)

I don't know how it started I remember saying to him "How would your cum taste with salad" He was laughing but he didn't knew I was being serious. I remember he stared at me and said "Oh you mean it, alright we'll try it some day"

We basically cook together, he's WAY better than me but I manage well. one day while we were eating lunch with my son, he brought me my plate he made a sandwich and as I picked it up I saw a white thingy peaking out, I knew it wasn't white salsa for sure, because we hadn't bought one in weeks. then it finally got to me I said "Honey, is that....?" Our son was on the table eating as well, he then nodded and chuckled. I ate it all and loved it, even teased him by licking my fingers cleaned, later he told me he had the biggest hard-on on his pants, I gave him a blowjob for a job well done. to this day I love cum play for that reason and mixing his cum with food (I don't do it everyday of course, but sometimes I do)

What about you ladies, do you enjoy cum on your food. Men do you like cumming on food. (With fully consent of course, you sick freaks)

Lilly Part Two And Introduction To Rosabell

Continued.....
Our eyes meet, I come straight out with, you want to be fucked. Lilly’s smile says it all. She flips the middle seat back down flat and quickly lies on her back with her knickers and jeans around her ankles. I am on top of her, she checks my cock is sheathed and allows me to push the head against her lips. A moment later I push in stretching her open and ease back delicately going slightly deeper each time.
Then we are fucking and fucking hard, she is slamming up as I slam down, the moment is electrifying, but we can not keep up the pace. I steadily drill her then start to pound her harder calling her a dirty ginger slut.
A sudden wetness feeling informs me the condom broke. Shit. I take advantage only for a few more seconds. I tell her the problem, I did not have another, it fell out the box in my excitement and disappeared under the seat somewhere.
Lilly grabbed me and my cock, she pulled me back on top of her telling me to fuck her and pull out. Always wanted to do you the first time I saw you. I tell her pushing my cock all the way inside her. I keenly hammer her hard calling her dirty names. Lilly lays there happily taking a good thrusting and gripping me with fists around my shirt.
I am going for it, building up, close now, I pull out and aim my cock at her pelvic bone and jerk. Cum pumps out in streams and I empty my load. I relax sitting next to her. Lilly sits up inspecting the mess. Cum has trickled down her pussy lips and entangled in her hair. She grips her knickers and jeans pulling them up as far as she can then lies again lifting her arse to pull them right up.
We relax and recover. We take a slow drive back the way we had come, taking in a garage to obtain coffee. Then drive back to her house discussing. Jess, Lilly told me, had confessed that we had done oral, twice. Lilly could tell something had happened because of the smile on Jess’s face and the state of her skirt, she knew it was not a split drink and got it out of her later.
We pulled up outside her house. Lilly accepted the pass plus certificate. She recovered her hat and coat and asked how she looked. Hair plaits messy, tee shirt crumpled. Flushed face, slightly on a high, and walking gingerly, she looked like she had been fucked. Hairs a bit messy I told her otherwise ok. She pulled her plaits out. She slipped her coat on and her hat, thanked me and we kissed and said our goodbyes.

The following week, I made my way over to the Private school in the Horsham area. I was expecting a teacher or staff. How wrong I was and how surprised I was when a young girl who I recognised came bouncing over to the car. She was wearing jeans and a school tee-shirt. She was over five feet six tall, skinny, too skinny in my opinion. Her light brown hair neatly put into a long ponytail on the back that reached the middle of her shoulder.
I had seen her in Dorking, with her parents, the TV presenter and we had exchanged smiles. Rosabell slid into the driver’s seat, provisional licence in hand and full of beans. She confirmed she had seen me around and knew only of Jess and Lilly.
Rosabell told me she was boarding, made things better and only went home of a weekend. She was bubbly and confident and full of energy. She was not posh by any means and that meant I could relax and be myself.

Rosabell Part two to follow soon……

Gemstone - Honeymoon Pt.2

Part Two – please read part one first.
We had agreed that for our two week honeymoon, now that I had already been unfaithful, my husband was now in charge, and I would do as I was told.
We walked the mile back to our hotel mostly in silence. Hubby just asked if I was ok, and I nodded yes. When we got in our room he closed the door and then pushed me back against it, told me to stay, like I was his dog, and he went to draw the curtains, leaving the light off. Then he came back and asked what I thought I was. I whispered “a dirty slut”, and he kissed me, putting his hand between my legs and gripping my c**t through my panties. When he stopped kissing me he said that my panties were wet and he started biting my neck and undoing my dress, pulling it off and then kneeling in front of me and spreading my legs and smelling and tonguing my panties between my legs. Then the panties came off and he thrust his tongue into my wet c**t. He moved away and told me to take my shoes off and get on the bed, while he stripped naked. On the bed he laid back and told me to kneel and suck his cock “like I sucked other men”. My hubby's is an awkward cock to suck, because when erect it is nine, maybe nine and half inch, but it is totally straight and rock hard, like a bar of steel. No bend at all, so it difficult to get round into the back of my throat. But I try. After a while he told me to do my special thing, but face away from him. He meant he wanted me to straddle him, on my knees and upright, and take the head of his cock just into my vagina grip it there while I rotate my hips and bottom slowly. Then he told me to confess.
I started telling him what I had done, first with the security man. He told me to start again and do it properly. It's embarrassing, I can tell him what I have been up to, no problem, but confessing my sins, and telling him every little detail is humiliating, which is the whole point of course. I have to describe cock shapes and sizes, use words I wouldn't normally say out loud, say what order my clothes came off, whether I took them off or the man I was with, where he touched me......
After an exhausting hour or so it was finally time for a hard fuck, and then several more through the night.

The next morning, I put on a short dress and sandals, nothing else, and we stumbled down to breakfast and then I changed into red, tight shorts and a white crop top. I knew I had to be careful what I wore without panties, especially if I was going to get well fucked for the next 13 days. I only had three pairs of shorts, which I had packed for the beach, a couple of short dresses and various t-shits, vests and crop tops.
We both knew that there was a big wrestling show in the town that night, and that I would be going there, so during the day we went for a walk to the resort centre. My husband took all my panties and bras down to the car and locked them in the boot. Not that I bother with bras much. We had a look round some theatres and I decided which show I was going to that night. We went on the beach a bit, which was crowded and then went to walk further down the sea front. There was some shouting in the distance and a crowd of people outside a nightclub, so we went to see what was happening.
Let me say, I have had two sleepless nights thinking about writing all this down. Going over things in my head. It's one of the most embarrassing and humiliating things I have ever experienced, BUT, please don't feel sorry for me, it is what I secretly crave. Unfortunately I destroyed my old diaries a few years ago, otherwise I could just copy it all.

On the steps of the nightclub, there was a man with a microphone and two guys dressed in leotards, who seemed to be insulting the general public who had gathered on the pavement, then I saw a board that said American Wrestling, Today, only £5 entry. Fuck !!! What was this ??? It seemed to be different to any wrestling I had seen before, and I soon learned that it is a different concept to the usual touring shows that have four or five advertised bouts and visit towns every month or so. At this one, they target the tourists. The wrestlers and MC stand outside and taunt people, pick arguments with each other and “stooges” in the crowd, and then they rush back into the club to “sort it out”. The crowd are sort of pushed in from the back and queue to pay their £5, watch a few bouts of wrestling and then are emptied out of the back door and the whole cycle begins again.
I couldn't see anyone I knew, they were fairly unfit middle aged men with a lot to shout about. I looked at my husband and said “what shall I do ?” He replied “depends whether you are a groupie or a slut – I don't think a groupie would get involved with that lot, but a slut would. It's up to you”. I was already starry eyed and had brain freeze and just got swept in with the crowd while my husband stepped to one side. I didn't have any money, in fact I had nothing, bag, tissues, hairbrush, make up. Just what I was wearing, which wasn't much (see the photo I have on my profile at the moment). People were ushered into a corridor and formed a queue at the pay-desk, then another stall was selling merchandise, and then people were turning into the bar and theatre area where the wrestling was taking place. I tried to bypass the queue and just walk in, and a rough looking man caught my arm and pulled me to the side and asked where I thought I was going. I sort of stuttered that I didn't usually have to pay to get in (not that I had ever been here before) and when he asked why not, I said I was a groupie. He said he didn't know me, I replied that I was on holiday here but was well known in my own area. He told me to wait and went through a door and came back with an older guy, probably 55 or so, and said “I'll leave her to you boss”. He took me further down the corridor, which was a dead end, and he asked me who I was, and what I was doing there. I told him I was Gem and I knew a lot of wrestlers. He asked who, so I said “a groupie never gives names”. He laughed and said “well it's £5 to get in then”. I told him I didn't have it, so he asked how I was going to pay then. I offered him a blow job, but he replied that he has a sexy young wife for that, and that I could go in the dressing room if I wanted but they were like a bunch of wild animals in there. I said “ok, I know”, and suddenly he gave me a hard slap across one side of my face and asked if I was sure I knew. I held my face, and said yes, and he asked how old I was. I said 19, and he said he didn't believe me. I said I was, and I was married and he slapped the other side of my face, asked where my husband was, and then again if I was sure, I said yes and he took my arm and dragged me in the dressing room. I knew this was going to be what I craved. I had suddenly gone from considering being a faithful wife, to being at my worst ever......................