Matic151

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Twenty Some Years Later And Still Making Him Happy

I have always been amazed at how easy it is to make my husband happy, I do not think we have ever had an argument over anything, he still kisses me before leaving for work and does it again when he gets home, when he comes home for lunch sometimes I always plan something for him sometimes not wearing anything when he arrives and starts eating his lunch barely able to keep his eyes off of me. I have sometimes pleasured him while he stands at the high counter eating something that just amazed him the first time I did it or making me his lunch with bites of it all over my body for him to eat and linger in areas if he chooses. You should have seen his face when I covered my breasts with icing and put sprinkles on them for him to lick off. I think he really gets off on those lunches for sure, his face lighting up like he is six and it is Christmas morning. I have asked him what fantasies he has and he also has asked me the same, I try to make them happen if it is something I can do myself but have also let him explore with me as his subject for it and never stifle any of his wishes or turn him down, I mean I can make the man orgasm in three minutes if I want to and he never cares if it lasts twenty or three minutes. He has told me numerous times that he is the lucky one in our relationship still amazed that I even went out on a date with him way back in college. We were on vacation at this resort in Mexico, whole pool area filled with people around, I had asked him to go down ahead of me and get a couple of lounge chairs set up for us. He had no idea of the bikini I was going to wear down there, barely there covering me and I wanted to see the reaction on his face when I showed up. he could not stop staring at me, was just amazed that I was sunning myself in it not caring about all the people seeing me in it. We got back to the room a few hours later and he was incredibly turned on, did not want me to take if off as we made love just sliding parts of it to the side. The man is so easy to make and keep happy.

Sex Clubs At Work And I'm In A MFF Threesome,

I was a second year internal auditor and I was asked if I wanted to transfer to the international team. Everyone told me to do it, it paid more and it was a lot more interesting than being in the service of the external auditors pulling vouchers.

I was assigned to the team, all experienced men, except me. I was taken around to the meet the VP and some other heavy hitters. All men. The only woman I met was this woman that did international tax. She asked me point blank if I had given some thought about why I was invited.

Don't kid yourself, you are invited for a purpose, and it has nothing to do with your job. Rumor has it that Joe Blow has his eye on you. She came around to my side and sat beside me. Joe fucked me when I first came here, He's going to fuck you too. So keep up with your birth control unless you want to waddle around pregnant. Then even closer, she said Joe had asked her if I was the kind that played around in a threesome. Don't disappoint her, she was the one asking for me to be her second.

And with that she stood up, straightened up her clothes, bent over and kissed me.

Joe did fuck me the following weekend, and it was a threesome and it was mostly girl on girl for his viewing pleasure. After the sex part we were on the sofa drinking tea and she told me that Joe's other girlfriend quit him and left an opening for me to join them. I asked her pretty bluntly, whose girlfriend was I? His or hers, because I wanted to be her girlfriend, not his.

As things developed Joe had his turn with me from time to time, the rest of the time she was his sex object. He sat on a chair and masturbated while we made love for him. I saw her talking nice to a girl in accounting, smiling and touching her hair, and I got jealous, my heart jumped out of my chest and I went to her and asked what was going on with all that, waving my hand over the accounting girl. There was not turning back, I was in love with her.

In a moment of true confessions she swore to me that she would not see that other girl. She wanted her bad but now she had me so if she had to settle I was it, I was her bona fide girlfriend. I never did feel good with that other girl being around, especially because she always showing off to her. But as far as I know she never cheated, kept herself pure as the driven snow for me. As to Joe, he kept his end and kept us both guessing. Sometimes he walked in with a hard on and sometimes he walked in wanting to be fed like a monkey.

Guys, Check Your Fiancée's Background Early. Might Be Your Daughter!

I met this girl and she was amazing. Easy to get along with, sexy, the total package. We started dating and quickly progressed to an engagement. Looking back, I should have asked many more questions about her background before taking her hand.

She was much younger than me, a turn-on for both of us. She would cry out, "Fuck me harder, Daddy!" as I fucked her every night. She liked the stability I could provide. It didn't hurt that I have an 8-inch cock, just the right size to really make love to a girl.

What she did reveal about her past was that we'd grown up in the same small town. It's such a small town that everyone knows everyone else. I would have known of her. But neither I, nor my parents, nor my friends could remember a girl of her age and name.

When I was 18 I knocked up a girl in our town. Classic high school boy mistake! In those days you went to live with relatives or you went to a religious house, so you could have the baby away from prying eyes.

My daughter was put up for adoption. I got to hold her when she was born, but that's it. I hadn't thought of her in years.

My wife would tell me stories of growing up in our town. They were pretty accurate, but then some crucial detail would be wrong.

I finally started to wonder. I photographed her ID and sent it to my friend who still lives in our town. It was a terrible shock when I opened that e-mail and learned I'd inadvertently married my own daughter!

She had moved away with her adoptive family when she was young. She didn't want to tell me about her past because a lot of men don't date orphans.

Neither of us had any idea we were related. I'd forgotten completely about the daughter I'd given up for adoption so many years ago.

So now we have the weird combination of a marriage that's great but not permitted. I can't stop being with her, of course. I don't do the "Daddy" role-play anymore, however, because that touches a little too close to home!

I Still Love My Sister-in-law But I'm Not In Love With Her Anymore

At first an affair, especially with a woman who is off-limits, like your wife's sister, is a rush of energy. You feel constantly aroused. You are obsessed with your lover, with learning every detail about her. When you can steal time together you cannot get enough. It becomes a question of how many times you can make your mistress cum, before you have to rush home to your wife.

Then, all too soon, the regular expectations of a relationship set in. The sex is good...better than with your wife...but it becomes routine. You get jealous of your mistress, wondering if she still lets her husband touch her. Though you don't argue about bills per se, you do at the small scale of negotiating who will pay for the next hotel room, or for the plane tickets if you can fake a business trip.

You wonder whether you are wasting your time, or whether she might be pulling back.

If you secretly gave her a child, you have the worries of parenting, compounded by the fact that you can only watch from the sidelines, while her husband raises your child.

This is about where I am with my sister-in-law, five years into our affair.

I used to wish for the strength to leave my wife, and that my SIL would have the strength to leave her husband. Now, I fear we'd only be setting ourselves up for more of the same.

My Wife

When I graduated college 4 years ago I treated myself to a solo trip of a lifetime. It was a trip to Vietnam and Thailand. It was an amazing trip. My last 8 days brought about a change in my life. I was walking the streets of Bangkok and met the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Gorgeous and shapely like a model. She introduced herself to me as Nina. For a local she spoke very good English. We went out on a few dates. By the third date we kissed. By the fifth date she blew me. By then I was in love. Now being in Bangkok I know I should've had my guard up. I should've thought that maybe she could have a cock. But in my mind there was no way she was a he. Guess what. She was a he. But by the time I found out, I didn't give a fuck! I was in love. I was so in love that when she finally showed me her cock, I devoured it! I had never been with a guy or lady boy before. It was always strictly pussy. Sex with Nina was incredible!!! She has showed me things and made me feel things that I never had before. A year later I was back in the states and Nina has since moved here and we are still together! We have 2 adopted children and Nina is the head of the PTA. I work at my brokerage firm and she started her own business making children's clothes. Everything is perfect, right? Wrong! I caught my wife with one of the women that designs the headwear for her clothing line. What should I do? Should I kick her out? Should I ask if I can join? I'm torn. Any advice would be greatly appreciated!

No Way He Doesn’t Know

I met this rather large Red head at a travel ball tournament. My son was playing in the same tournament and I had noticed her before as well. We had ran into each other at the snack bar and at the bar where this tournament was held. After a few smiles and winks we ended up talking and exchanged numbers. She was a tall red head in 6 foot 2 and she was almost looking me in the eyes. She had on rather large flip flops so I’m thinking maybe 5 foot 10 or so. She was in leggings and a tank top with her son’s team logo on it. She had on a cal but I could see her bright red hair. But what I could not stop looking at was her chest. She had a nice rack and was definitely flirting and showing off the girls. During the week we would exchange texts and decided to meet up during the day for lunch. She looked amazing had on a pair of jeans showed that she had an ass to go with those tits. I work as a sales rep so I have my days flexible she didn’t work so she had the day. I started to figure out she might be married when she was really picky where we met. The town we live in is large and we chose to meet on the out skirts at a restaurant that’s out the city limits. It worked out because we didn’t eat lunch well she had a big shot of protein. We had such a vibe going that we started kissing I leaned in and kissed her she reached out and rubbed my cock then un did my pants and had it out. I had dated other women since my divorce but this one knew what she was doing. She tongued the tip of my dick with her tongue like a lizard forcing my pee hole and it felt amazing. She gulped it down like a champ every time we would meet she sucked me off. She started to let me take more of her clothing off and finally we fucked in her in hint Lincoln suv. Watching her bounce up and down in nothing but her thong and shoes was the sexiest thing I had seen in a while. After the first time it was in and she started to come by my place after dropping her son off I’d get a late start but I could make it work and it was well worth it. At my place she was more adventurous and by how she acted and talked I could tell she was not telling me she was married. While eating her out from behind one morning she had her big ass in the air and i started to circle her little tiny rosebud with my tongue. I used my tongue to push in and out and rubbing her flit with my thumb. I didn’t ask her she kind of knew what was about to happen. All she said was go slow please o heard her say i only tried it once and it hurt to bad. Lots of lube and with a left over toy that my ex left on her clit I pushed in. Nice and tight the vibration on her clit really helped I went slow and let her pic up the pace. She started to moan and it got me going her big ass was making a clapping sound every time she bucked back onto me I felt her tense up and let one go she shook from the vibration with my cock deep in her ass. I blasted knowing she had cum with my dick in her. She let out the word I love you as she shook with my dick in her butt. Said it back and as we laid in my bed she told me that she needed to tell me spilled the beans and said she needed to be honest because she really had feelings for me. She was emotional as she told me I had just butt fucked this women ad mind wanted more so I started to kiss her and told her i didn’t care. She felt my dick hard and said round 2 and went at it. We made our day dated and times where we could fucka around. It was a tournament when she text me she was in the parking lot in her suv. Kids had to be there an hour before and we where there. We had an hour and by knew we both knew what to expect so she had worn a small sun dress bra and panties. Seconds after getting in her suv she was on all 4s getting hammered. I really hammered her hard when she told me her husband was going to be here today I grabbed her hips and pounded away. I had cracked the window a bit it was a little warm and I don’t slow down a bit when a car parked next to us. She tried to tell me there was a car parked I saw I don’t care for a second I thought oh maybe it’s her husband. It wasn’t it was a mom and her son running late. The mom did look over when she heard my hand smack her ass over and over. She has really pale skin so my hand makes where visible. Her pony tail in hand is hot my load deep in her making a sticky mess. Pulled her head to my cock and face fuxked and had her clean me up. Fuck I love you is all she said. I went in ahead na felt her clean up. She stumbled in 10 minutes later as she walked by me I gave her ass a squeeze. Smiles and walked over to her husband. We both had game breaks he went with the dads to a restaurant and left her behind with the moms and boys to wait for the game. I took her and hammered away. Again with the love you so much hit my ass harder.

Update - Naught Niece

I wrote a few days ago about how my niece (19) had been showing off and flirting with me at a family pool party.

Well, things have escalated. I took her oral virginity over the weekend. I can honestly say I was a passive victim. My sister's family is staying with me for a month of remote work, a chance to get away. In the middle of the night my niece just let herself into my bedroom.

She pretended she'd picked the wrong door on her way to the bathroom, but when she saw me shirtless and just in my boxers, of course tenting up from seeing such a beautiful girl in a sheer little nightie, she just got on her knees and went to work.

I don't know how to feel about this. I'm so turned on but I don't want my sister or my brother-in-law to be hurt. I am being good to my niece, gentle, kind, loving, letting her explore at a pace that is comfortable for her. I think she will be ready to give up her real virginity soon enough!

Mom's Friend Claire

A few weeks ago ,I got the news that my Mom had suddenly passed away. I was on the West Coast visiting an Air Force buddy. I rushed home and went thru the process of a burial service etc. I am an only child and everything fell on me, but I did my best.

During the funeral, Mom's best friend approached me and asked me if I needed anything to give her a call. A few days later, I was at the house going thru things trying to figure out what to toss and what to keep. I heard a knock on the door and then her a voice calling out "Are you decent". It was Claire, mom's best friend.

We chatted for a moment and I told her I was gonna fix a pot of coffee . We went into the kitchen and as we were leaning against the counter having a cup. Out of the blue, Claire reaches down and puts her hand between my legs and rubs my cock." I know you have a really nice big cock" she said.. I was shocked and played dumb and asked her what she meant. She told me my Mom had shown her some nude pics of me. I had been texting Mom with some pics when I was deployed and she was sending stuff to me as well.

You see, Mom and I had been having sex since I was 17 years old. Mom was a single parent and I had become the man of the house. But that's a whole other thing. I knew that Claire and my Mom were close, but I didn't know they were that close.

This was an unexpected surprise, and since I was bummed out about Mom's death it sounded like fun. I unzipped my pants and Claire's eyes lit up when my cock popped out and began to stand up getting hard. I was almost 7 inches, not internet inches, but for real.

Claire fell to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. Now Claire was a 46 year old redhead, kinda short, but really cute with big juggs. She slowly working my cock in and out, stopping and stroking it a little, while telling me what a beautiful cock I had.

I pumped her mouth with cum and she was a swallower and took it all. When she stood up, I pulled her shirt over her head revealing a huge set of juggs. She grabbed my hand and pulled me down to the bedroom.

I laid her down and buried my face in her pussy and had her squirming and swearing in just a few minutes. She shook violently as she was cumming hard. We lay there for a few minutes then she started playing with my cock again. When it stood up hard, she straddled me and rode me like a bucking bronco. She kept speeding up and slowly down until I shook and pumped her red-haired pussy full of cum.

I hung around for about a month until I rented out Mom's house and then went back to the west coast. I fucked the shit out of Claire. She just couldn't get enough, she's now sending me hot pics with her working on a big dildo. In a way, I've kinda got a new Mom.

Now That I'm Living With My Nurse And The Past Is In The Past

As a college freshman away from parental supervision I developed a habit of masturbating when I was alone in the dorm room. I used my hand and finger, but it was always good to me. Whenever I masturbated I drifted off to my friend Gwenn in high school and our talks about our dreams at college.

I had a car, not a great one, but still a car. I found this add in this college magazine about a sex toy for women. I ordered it and it wasn't that big, it was actually small, but it fit all the way in my vagina and it was rough and had thickness and it was hard, and I discovered that it was meant for just that, to use it all day and sit on it and rub yourself. It became my best friend in class.

One day I was so horny I could cry, and my roommate off campus was going through some emotional trauma so I left. I didn't have anywhere to go, so I went for a drive, an excuse to gas up the car. Once that was done I got out my masturbation aide and shoved it in and drove away. It felt good and I went out on the bypass and drove along. I pulled over into a service station and removed my panties from under my dress and 'aired out' my vagina as I drove.

My finger on my clit, my sex aide up my vagina, and driving I lost count of where I was. I hit this car from behind going 60 mph and crushed the front end of my car. The seat belt held me, but I broke my wrist and my ankle and I got a cut on the face. I was dazed and bleeding from the cut on my face and an ambulance showed up and I was helped out of the car onto a stretcher, the medical technician pulling my dress down to cover up my exposed genitals.

I went to an ER, the car to a pound. At the ER an examination revealed I had this 'object' in my vagina and after the surgery for my wrist and a boot for my ankle, and a few stitches to my face, I faced the nurse who was interviewing me, using a chart with questions.

What were you doing? Why were you going so fast? How did you become distracted? (and she referred to the sex toy in my vagina, no panties, and she asked me if I was masturbating). She was so professional as if it happened every day. Look, we get a lot of guys in here who were beating off in the car, but this is our first female, so you are sort of a celebrity. They also found my panties on the floor board of the car.

The police report said I was distracted, no details thank God. I was at fault, hitting the other car from behind. Passengers in the other car were checked out and did not need medical help. The incident was reported to the insurance company. With the police report, and the panties on the floor board.

After I got out of the hospital, the nurse who was so serious interviewing me called to follow up. How are you doing? Do you need any pain meds for your wounds? After a few minutes, she said 'I think what you need is a great big kiss'. She came over and after she was let in by my roommate she sat with me and held my hand. 'How about that kiss?' God, she kissed me on the mouth. She then asked me if I needed her to stop by to look after me.

I got a rub down, with her hand on my vagina, and a series of kisses on my face and nipples. She kissed me long and hard and with her hand in my vagina she got me to come. 'Now, that's how we do it'. And she kissed me hard again, 'this is mine from now on'.

I recovered over a period of six weeks, my 'nurse' tending to me at home and getting me back on my feet. My parents dealt with the insurance, and my brother read the police report and kept it from my parents. The panties in question became the private property of my nurse. She didn't talk and tell about being my private caretaker back at the hospital, or that she was now in charge of my vagina.

Lots and lots of kissing, lots of kissing my vagina lips, and using some 'toys' she had hanging around, I was well taken care of as far as Big Os are involved. I got a tattoo with her when we went to Mazatlán, and we are roommates. She's the MOM and I'm her project baby and I do what I'm told. I don't drive without my panties on, and I don't let the subject about how I got distracted get started when I'm around family and friends. I'm graduating this spring and hope to go to law school in the fall.

My Affair With My Brother-in-law Has Lasted Longer Than My Marriage

We got together a few months before the wedding. My husband had invited me to dinner with his family. His brother, two years younger, single, was handsome, charming, discreetly flirtatious. At the restaurant that evening, he grabbed my ass when no one was looking. He showed me the outline of his (very large, I would soon learn) penis, pressed tight under his khakis.

Brett found me on social media. The very next afternoon I was at his place, getting the fuck of my life from that big penis. My brother-in-law's charm is just an act. When he's horny, he's an animal.

The sex was merciless and raw. I didn't conceive during the first weeks of our affair, but just before the wedding, I knew. I also knew there was almost no chance it was my fiancé's. He had been in a rut and hadn't had much energy for sex.

My husband has no clue that his own brother fucked me an hour before our wedding. While I was mumbling vows to my husband, I felt his brother's sperm leaking from my stretched pussy. Hubby commented how wet I was when he made love to me that night. I told him it was because I'd been looking forward to being taken by him. After the usual slow and gentle fuck, he came in 4 minutes. I had to fake orgasm on my wedding night, which was acceptable only due to memories of two smashing orgasms with Brett before the ceremony.

As you can guess, Brett turned out to be the kind of carefree guy your friends warn you about. He got mad when I told him about the baby. He made clear that I should have no fantasy of him being involved. If my brother found out, I would be on my own. His don't-care attitude was deeply hurtful and we didn't speak again until months after the baby was born.

Slowly, Brett charmed his way back into my life, back into my bed, and back into my pussy.

It has been 15 years now. My marriage trundles along, but Brett is in my heart all day. And it's the strangest thing! Brett cycled through a number of flings, but for the last two years, he's been exclusive with me. (I still have sex with my husband maybe once a month, when he wants it. I don't tell Brett anymore because he gets jealous. I never had the kids DNA-tested, but three if not all four are Brett's.)

So apart from the ethics of carrying on a longterm affair with my brother-in-law, things are fine. We've all gotten used to our routines, we play the roles we need to play. The reason I'm confessing? Brett, my brother's eternal bachelor brother, took me out on a date last night and told me he loves me! He wants me to leave my husband and marry him.

What should I do? We've already done so much wrong by having this affair. Does stopping now and forever pretending it didn't happen do any good? Or should we see it through? I know my husband will be devastated, but he's still young enough to find the right woman for him. Obviously, any relationship between the two brothers would be over.

I'm leaning toward telling my husband today, and doing what my heart and my body need: spending the weekend at Brett's no-longer-bachelor pad. Should I?