r/LDSNSFW_Stories

I don’t live out west so we tend to be a tight group that sticks together a bit. I had been a good boy growing up. I was the model student and member from my youth till seminary started. But once I made the transition to high school my participation and testimony weakened. I kept up the appearance. It was easy to hide from my parents, but my peers, that was harder.

We lived in a community and the neighbors on the left and right were also in the church so us kids really did grow up together. Us boys watched the girls grow breasts and they watched us gain muscles. We all did our best to suppress the desires but it was hard being teens and having hormones.

The neighbor on the left had the pool and only daughters. My family and the family on the right had a mix of kids. I was the oldest boy and the family on the left had a daughter that was my age. The other kids were a couple years younger than us so her and I did a lot of hanging out together.

As we got older it was hard to deny biology even in the conservative one piece swimsuit it was obvious she was becoming a woman. Admittedly I was not into them early on as my biology had not caught up, but once it did it was hard to not look, or think about her at night.

She had I graduated. She went to the local community college for a year, and then left for her mission. I had done a tech program in school and went to work. One of the members had a HVAC company and took me in. I still went to church, and still go occasionally to keep mom happy, but i was around some influences that were shaping a divergent path.

It seemed like a long time had passed and one Sunday I looked up and there she was sitting up front. It was her return missionary talk. Everyone was excited and she had that glow in church that many had. I listened, and when church was done I walked out.

A couple days later I got a text from her. “Hey, why did you leave so soon silly? I am home alone come for a swim?” It had been a hot day in attics at work so a swim sounded like a good idea. I told her I would be over in 15 as I had moved out, lots had changed since she left.

When I got there I rang the doorbell. She greeted me in her swimsuit, it was conservative, but her breasts as developed and there was a good show of cleavage. I could not help but to let my eyes look a bit. She had a cover up tied around her waist. Once we got out to the pool she untied it and I could really see that she had been taking care of herself.

There was no hiding the effect she was having on me. My “iron rod” was pushing hard against my shorts. “The water is a bit cool,” she said, “it might help you with that bulge”

I felt a bit bold. She knew I was not the good member so I figured I could get away with a bit of sarcasm, “or maybe you can tame it for me?”

“I cannot do that unless you bring it here”

Damn, was she playing mind games. She was my first fantasy. My first spank bank material. I don’t know how many Kleenexes took my cum because of her.

I wasted no time and dropped my shorts. I walked over to the edge of the pool and sat down. “Damn! You are much bigger than I had imagined.”

Holy cow had she just admitted she had thought of me..well I guess it makes sense. Two kids coming of age around one another. We have hormones. We wonder. We just fight urges.

“It was hard to keep focused while I was away. The other girls we much better than I was, but when I needed that money I would think of this.” And with that she stepped into me, reached out with her hands and took my rod into her hands.

It was very clear that she had not touched a guy before but I was not about to bust any bubbles. If she was willing to give me a hand job I was not going to say no. Her unskilled hands moved up and down. Her grip was very loose. But heck, here was the girl from next door rubbing my cock. Here was the girl who just returned from a mission breaking from all that he had ever been told and taught. The taboo of all of this made up for the poor quality.

It took a bit more time, but she had me on the edge. I told her I was about to cum. Her smile said what it needed to. She kept up her pace till my rod was exploding in her hands. She had angled my cock towards the pool water. She gave me a final little squeeze. And looked up at me, you should probably put your shorts back on.

I got dressed and jumped into the pool. We talked. Not about what had just happened but about life. Her family got back about 30 minutes later. Her mom sat down exactly where I had been sitting and put her bare legs into the water where my cum and splashed down. There was a little chuckle in my head…if she only knew.

We both got out, toweled dried, and I head back out to my truck. She followed behind, but without her cover up. I had gotten in my truck, seatbelt on, closed the door, and put the window down. “Thanks for not making that weird,” she said. “You made me so wet. Maybe next time I can try something else, if you would like that.”

I smiled! There was just too many thoughts going through my head. I was confident she was a virgin, I was not. She was the good church girl and I was not the good church boy. I did not want her to do anything she would regret. But I was also a horny soon to be 21 year old. “Text me, I’m sure we can do this again.” We both smiled and I headed back to my place.

I really could not help but to jerk myself off again as I showered. It had been a bit so I was able to shoot another load. When I got out there was a message from her. It was simple. It was an image. It was my parent’s house. It was my bedroom window. She knew…

I have to start by saying I do love my wife I'm glad that I'm married to her, she is a good woman. That said, it quickly became obvious after we married (and even a little while dating that her sister for with me very well .

The SIL was married when I met my wife otherwise I would have likely changed gears, but that isn't what I'm here to share.

Today we planned a temple trip her, my wife and i. While we were driving (I like to keep the car cool and it's been very hot), the SIL asked if she could use my suit jacket I said yes and she spent the rest of the trip curled up with it in some way, even when not using it for warmth.

The time at the temple was nice as it should be.

Afterwards, we went to the distribution center and did some shopping. I got a couple new garment bottoms and I couldn't help but notice that when we moved to check out that my SIL glances down at the packages in my hand. On the way out to the car she made sure that she casually mentioned that she had convinced my wife to buy the new slip garments. Including a comment about me thinking it is sexy. I have to tell you my curiosity was certainly peaked where she was concerned from then on. And we were driving at one point I swear she "accidently" flipped her dress skirt a bit ( alas, later I glanced back and while I did see up her skirt a bit she was wearing normal garments.

There was something else that occured but it's slipping my mind right now, if I recall I will edit. Nothing super exciting but I needed to share with someone. I don't think sex is in our future. But I can't help appreciating the subtle interactions.

Our first meet up was unlike anything I had experienced before. This woman fucked me so good and for so long, yet still left me wanting more.
The desire to meet up again was strong between us and the following days were full of texts back and forth discussing the magic that happened that first night and what the next time would look like for us.
The day was set and we had a plan. Both of us were able to find some excuses to be away from home for a long time allowing us most of the day to be together.
We got a hotel in a location that split our distances. We live about 2 hrs apart.
After meeting up and going for a short scenic drive that was interrupted only a few times by some hot makeout sessions. We checked into the hotel.
We immediately made our way down to the jacuzzi where our hot teenage like makeout sessions continued. Pretty soon the tension was too much.
After making our way back to the room, we got in the shower together. It was here things picked up speed.
This sexy lady quickly dropped to her knees and started giving me one of her epic blowjobs. I’m not joking when I say I have never been sucked like this before.
She had my head spinning and we had to get out of the shower.
We then took our playing to the bed.
This fuck session filled every bit of 2 hrs with a short rest in each other’s arms in between.
This sexy lady wanted fucked from behind, on top. Laying down, legs in the air! It was amazing. Her pussy was so wet and felt so good pumping my thick cock. When she could sense me getting worn out she would take over the driver seat and holy hell can this woman ride a dick! Multiple times she would hop off my dick and let me fuck her amazing mouth. She was insatiable.
After 2 solid hrs of fucking. I was taking her hard in doggystyle, as she begged for me to fill her wet pussy up. I finally blew. I think I convulsed for a solid minute, pumping her full of everything I had. She continued to fuck my now throbbing and sensitive cock until I couldn’t anymore. As I pulled out and we collapsed next each other in the bed. My hands wandered between her legs. I wanted to feel our combined wetness. I slowly started to slide my fingers inside of her and couldn’t believe how hot and wet she was. She moaned as my fingers started to plunge
In and out of her wet hole. Soon her moans were getting louder and louder. Her body began to quiver and soon there was a rush of warm wetness as she squirted and filled my hand. My fingers still sloshing in her wetness slowly stopped and we held each other for a time while we caught our breath.
Our time was coming to an end so we cleaned up and went to get a quick bite to eat. We had worked up a pretty good appetite.
We took the food back to the hotel and sat and ate and chatted and laughed.
We had to leave but this good little cock slut wasn’t done yet. She unzipped my pants and took my cock in her mouth one last time for the night before we said good bye and split ways.

First off, I realize Reddit isn’t the best place to meet people. But being in an 18 year long marriage with a woman who you are so attracted to and love to death. But feel so disconnected with because of her sex drive and lack of intimacy. Reddit was where I turned to. And I’m sure glad I did.
Sure, I have talked to many people on this app over the last year. I’ve had alot of fun and sexy conversations, Loved trading pics, and even a quick and fun random meet-up.
But a month ago all this changed when i stumbled upon a post that caught my eye.
At first II thought it was one of those fake telegram/OF sellers. But something about the post lured me in and I messaged her.
After some very brief talk back and forth and sometimes a few days in between talking. We started sending pics. And that’s when things really opened up for us.
Now this girl is not a member of the church but in a similar situation. In a long term committed relationship that isn’t meeting her desires and needs. Needles to say we clicked.
3 weeks ago we set up an initial meeting and I was so excited to finally meet her.
The pics she had sent had confirmed how gorgeous and sexy this woman was. I was so attracted to her.
But, nature had other plans and she received a monthly visitor and canceled our meet-up. I was crushed. I figured she had cold feet and this was just another fun convo on here.
But we continued talking and it was clear our desire for each other was burning hot.
We made another plan for a meetup a week later. We both had similar tastes in music and found a concert that we both wanted to go to. I can share the details of these meetings if wanted and if she’s ok with it. But for now… just know that this night was pure magic. We hit it off so well. Conversation flowed. We were so comfortable with each other there was no hiding or trying to be something or someone else. We both knew what we wanted and went for it.
It was amazing. One of those nights you don’t want to end. This woman checked all the boxes for me. She was gorgeous, sexual, smart, funny, smelled and tasted so good.
Following that night or conversations got more intense. They turned into all day texting sessions. We both reminisced about that night. Our feelings about things that happened or that we did. How we both didn’t want that night to end. There was pure electricity between us. Something I hadn’t felt in sooooo long. And it felt good.
After a few days of not seeing each other we had to make it happen again.
We made plans earlier this week and was able to meet up for a quick couple hours just to hang out and spend time together. Nothing sexual this time other than some deeply intimate kissing. But our time together was so needed.
Then yesterday… we again wanted to see each other but both being in marriages really complicated things.
But we made some strategic plans and were able to sneak off and spend almost all day together.
This meetup was just as passionate and electric as the first. It was amazing and again so hard for that day to come to an end.
Prior to our date, we each had communicated certain desires, wants and fantasy’s that we had and were always unable to live with our spouses.
Yesterday, we made each one of those become a reality and it was a day for the record books.
I’m not sure where this goes from here. But this app brought 2 people who were deeply missing something in their life’s together and magic has happened since.
Stay tuned… and as I mentioned above…
If there’s demand and if she’s cool with it. Maybe I’ll share the details of our rendezvous.

Working the front desk at a gym is its own kind of theater. You learn to read people fast. Who’s there to train, who's there to socialize, and who's there for something else entirely. Every shift had its regulars, and every employee had theirs.

Mine was a girl I'll call Natalie. Out of my league by any reasonable measure. The kind of girl who knew exactly what she was doing when she lingered at the front desk a little longer than she needed to. It started as small talk, then became actual conversation, then somewhere along the way crossed into something that was clearly flirting. I wasn't imagining it. But I also wasn't doing much about it. She was a member. I was the manager. There were lines.

One afternoon she came in for a tanning session and asked, with a completely straight face, if I could come help her apply lotion and put on one of those little stickers the girls used, a small shape placed just above the hip so you'd have a tan line to show off later. Something she could obviously do herself. I thought she was joking. I told her sure, half-expecting her to laugh it off.

She didn't laugh.

I followed her back. The door closed behind us. And before I could say anything, her shirt was off and her jeans were on the floor. Just a bra and a thong, and a body that had spent a lot of time in the gym. She turned and asked me, very casually, to go ahead and place the sticker. Right above the panty line. Close enough that there was no version of this that was accidental. The tension was palpable.

I was in my twenties…. Within an instance I was rock hard.

I placed the sticker. Hands not entirely steady. And then something in the back of my head started doing math, member, manager, job, reputation, and I mumbled something and slipped back out to the front desk like the responsible idiot I apparently was.

She came in after that like nothing had happened. No awkwardness, no acknowledgment, no follow-up invitation. Whatever window had opened, it had quietly closed again. Life moved on. She moved on.

I still see her on social media sometimes. Every time, I linger on the profile for a second longer than I should. Doing the math again, twenty years too late. Still coming up with the same answer.

An almost.

Recently, my wife revealed she “cheated” when we first started dating.

We met while we worked together. Her and I were friends and then became more. One night, when she stayed late to work on some project, she invited her situationship with which I was overlapping, and he fucked her.

Ever since then I’m so curious about cucking, cheating, idk just curious. She had never done something so risky with me. And she seemed so into it.