r/WifeySexStories

The front door opened just after three. Emily always came home from Sunday tea with Mrs. Halpern around that time, but today the sound of her steps was different, almost frantic. When she stepped into the hallway, her cheeks were flushed, her bun was coming undone, and she wouldn’t even look at me.

She just whispered, “I’ll be upstairs,” and hurried toward our bedroom.

I stood there for a moment, confused. Tea with Mrs. Halpern was usually stiff and formal. Emily always came back quiet and subdued. But this was something else entirely. I followed her up the stairs. Halfway up, I heard the bedroom door close. By the time I reached the door, I heard something else, a loud, insistent buzzing, and Emily’s breath catching in her throat.

My stomach tightened. Jenna had bought her that vibrator a while ago and Emily was still shy about using it. But now she sounded overwhelmed, gasping like she couldn’t get control of herself.

I stood outside the door, my hand hovering over the knob, listening. Emily's gasping turned to moans. She sounded frantic. She gave a sudden sharp shout and abruptly came. The buzzing stopped all at once, like someone had cut a wire. For a second, the whole house felt too quiet. I stood there with my hand still on the door, my heart pounding in my throat.

Then Emily’s voice came through, steady, but breathless.

“Scott… come in.”

She knew I’d been listening.

I opened the door slowly, like I was intruding. The room was warm, the curtains half‑drawn, sunlight spilling across the bed in uneven stripes.

Emily was tangled in the sheets, her hair falling out of its bun, her cheeks flushed a deep, impossible red. She wasn’t embarrassed. She wasn’t shy. She looked… intense. Focused. Like she was still somewhere else entirely and only halfway back.

Her eyes locked onto mine, hazel, bright, almost fevered, and I froze in the doorway.

“Emily,” I said quietly, “what happened?”

Emily’s eyes stayed focused on mine.

“Scott,” she said softly, but with a firmness that made my spine straighten, “come here.”

I stepped closer to the bed, feeling strangely exposed even though I was fully dressed. Her gaze didn’t waver. It felt like she was seeing straight through me.

“Take off your clothes,” she said.

There was no hesitation in her voice. Whatever had happened at tea had changed something in her, and I could feel it radiating off her like heat.

When I lay down beside her, the room felt different. Still warm, still quiet, but charged in a way I couldn’t name. Emily took my cock in her hand. I was already hard, pulsing with urgency. I had no idea what was happening, but the confusion was exciting. 

“Scott,” she said, her voice low, “Mrs. Halpern said something to me today.”

My heart thudded.

“What… what did she say?”

Emily’s fingers tightened around me. Moving slowly. 

“You know her. She's intrusive. No boundaries. Sanctimonious. She asked me why I haven’t conceived yet,” she said. “She said she’s worried about me.”

I felt my breath catch. Emily looked down for a moment, then back up at me, her hazel eyes burning with something I couldn’t decipher. My cock pulsed in her hand.

"I didn't want to tell her anything. So, I said that we're trying. And...I implied that you might be struggling. I thought that would embarrass her. Make her back off. It didn't." I gasped. She clenched my cock and I thrust upwards.

"Mrs. Halpern told me that Scripture commands us to be fruitful and multiply. That motherhood isn’t a blessing; it’s young wife's duty.”

She paused, letting the words hang in the air. I was aching. Scared about what she might say next. Excited by what she might say next. 

“She said she wants to help me,” Emily whispered. “Help us. She said the elder women sometimes made arrangements. Quiet, sanctioned, discreet. Ones the Church has tolerated for generations. Arrangements for wives who need help fulfilling their sacred purpose. For the good of the congregation."

I stared at her, unable to speak. The soft motion of her hand drove thoughts from my mind. Her voice anchored me. 

“She said she had list of eligible men,” Emily continued. “Strong. Upright. Reliable. Men the Lord might send to help a young wife conceive.”

My heart thudded painfully. I tightened beneath her hand. I wanted to cum. I wanted to wait. 

“She asked if I was ready to fulfill my duty.” Emily said, her voice dropping lower. "I didn't know how to answer. I just looked at the floor."

"And then, she told me something else.” She paused, letting the silence stretch until I felt dizzy.

“She told me I must never tell my husband,” Emily added calmly. "That men are delicate in spirit about such matters. That even thought it was for the good of the church, you could never know you were a cuckold." 

I gasped. It was the first time I'd hear the word from her lips. She straddled me suddenly, guided my cock into her pussy. She was hot and wet and I slid in easily. We gasped together. She moved her hips against me. It was the first time she'd climbed on top of me, fucked me instead of being fucked. 

“Scott,” she said, her voice low and steady, “look at me.”

I did. I couldn’t look anywhere else.

“Tell me what you’re thinking,” she demanded. Not asked, demanded.

I swallowed hard. My voice came out rough, unsteady.

“I… I love it,” I said. “Emily, I love it so much I can barely breathe.”

Her eyes widened slightly, as if she hadn’t expected me to say it so plainly.

“The idea of a church elder arranging this,” I continued, “It’s almost overpowering. It feels forbidden. Sacred. And the idea of you pretending to sneak around behind my back...” 

It has always been my fantasy for Emily to fuck other men. She'd agreed to it. Done it. She'd been fucking my best friend in secret while I watched. The idea of her fucking a random man from the church, pretending to cheat on me for a sacred purpose, was like a hot coal in my stomach. I grabbed Emily's hips, feeling her writhe against me. 

 "I want it." Emily whispered, her head back. "I want to be that slut. I want the sanctimonious men lusting after me. Straining to get me pregnant. Pretending their sin is duty. Making you a cuckold." 

The word hit me like a blow. I felt my breath stutter, my stomach tighten, my whole body react in a way I didn’t understand. Emily saw it. She watched me carefully, her cheeks flushed, her eyes bright.

“Emily…” I gasped, “say it.”

She leaned closer, her lips almost brushing my ear, her voice trembling with emotion.

“Cuckold,” she whispered. “My Cuckold.”

The word hit me like a shockwave, overwhelming, consuming. Emily gasped at the same moment, her whole body tightening with the intensity of saying it out loud. She moved her fingers between her legs. She rubbed her clit furiously as she spoke.

"My Cuckold." She gasped. 

"My Cuckold." She came hard, her thighs clenching tightly, squeezing the breath from my chest. 

And I followed right after into her, exploding into her, the two of us collapsing into the moment together.

She fell to my side, gasping as I slipped from her pussy.

"I love you, My Cuckold." She whispered. 

"I love you too, My Slut."

I love when i get to show off and flirt and play with hubbys friends but ive learned that its so much more fun to see him turned on when i do it. AMA

I was working online at home and i noticed a text pop up on my phone about 6pm, well past the time for my wife to be home from work.

The text said come here and and an address. I thought her car broken down but i jumped up and headed that way.

I got to the address and it was a local hotel chain. She then texted Room 232, key at front desk.

I got the key and started to get excited. She usually invited me to join her in her adventures.

I opened the door and smelled sex right away. A nice suite with a jetted tub. She was naked on the kingsized bed with a satified smile.

I asked "Who was he?" She told me the name of her most often visited, but lately unavailable third. Best known for hyperspermia.

I said " Let me see" she rolled on her back and spread her beautiful legs. There was the proof. A long creamy white trail running down to the mattess.

She said she was a little tender, could i soothe her.

I knew what she wanted but dipped one finger in and withdrew eneough to coat her clit.

I kissed her thighs able to smell their previous excitement. Tenderly licked and asked her to describe the encounter. As i sucked and licked her tender pussy she gave me all the dirty details.

She had enough oral and pulled me on top if her lining me up with her slightly stretched opening. I felt the silky smoothness and heat he left behind. I would like to say i lasted 20 minutes but it was closer to 5. The sensations and her whispering naughty details was more than i could take.

We cuddled afterwords ordered in and soaked in the jetted tub. We slept in each others arms and she asked for morning sex when the alarm sounded. We both had to be somewhere that morning and a busy day for both of us.

So there was a time that I lived with my girlfriend and my friend. And after a while of living together, I slowly started to fantasize and imagine my girlfriend sucking his cock or like me coming back home and seeing them making out.

About two months into us living together, he saw her boob for the first time. So me and my girl were sitting at the couch and she just came out of the shower so she was in her rope and as we sat there on the couch and talked I could see that her boob and nipple was slowly getting revealed as she was moving. A few moments afterwards, I could hear the front door open up meeting my friend would’ve just returned home. As I saw her nipple showing and my friend come closer, I started getting a little turned on by the thought of him seeing her nipple. After that, he actually walked into the living room and we talked a little and I noticed him glancing at her boobs meaning he must’ve seen her nipple. It was turning me on so much, my girl just sitting there on the couch and he’s watching her nipple in front of me.

And that was the first time I thought to myself… am I a cuck?

I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

A couple days later a couple of our friends came over. It was just a normal night with friends. Nothing much happened. But then when we went to sleep, me and my girl were a little drunk. And we started kissing. She then grabbed my dick and started rubbing it slowly.

In my mind, I was thinking about her having sex with someone else. Also, a very important thing for this story. was that one of our friends was talking about how he had a girlfriend who was dating another guy at the same time. And they were all making fun of him more like laughing at him, nothing like a harmful wage just like a playful laugh I like what are you doing type stuff.

We were lying with my girl. She was giving me a job, and I looked at her an asked her “what do you think he likes about it so much, I am actually curious.“ She looked at me and had like a mischievous smile and just said that she doesn’t know, to watch that I replied “I wanna try something, just tell me about you with another guy“. She smiled a little and said “are you sure?” and I was sure.

So she told me a story about how she gave a blow job to a guy before me, and as you was telling me, it was probably most turned on I’ve ever been, I was even shaking lol.

After we finished, I just looked at her and we both just started laughing, as we said “I can see what he likes about it now…”

After that, we didn’t talk about it for a while. Until one day…

It was just a normal day where I knew she was going for dinner with her school counselor and her two sons. Now for context, she knew the lady for about five years before, so it wasn’t just like a random meeting. It was more of like getting together after a while. So I didn’t think much of that.

When she got back, she was a little tipsy and pretty horny. Until she dragged me to the bed and sat on me and looked at me with a mischievous grin on her face before she slowly brought her face closer to mine and then she whispered to me do you wanna hear about my dinner.

I was so horny from hearing her say my dick literally twitched and I’m sure she felt it. I just whispered back “yes tell me please“ she told me that her sons were 19 and so much other than she remembered them. And how she was talking to one of them and they were, they were flirting with each other as she pulled him to the side, went to the bathroom of the restaurant and made out with them there.

I didn’t last long, she smiled and told me “you like it that much huh“ I did, but then she came closer to me and whispered to my ear “I’m just yours baby.”

Since then, it started to become just a part of our sex routine, she knew if she talked about somebody else, I would finish fast. More than that, I could see us both being more and more open, like I would buy her new clothes new panties, basically I liked that she was getting attention and the other guys wanted her when she would dress just a little slutty. And she would love it too.

So by then she only had sexy panties and thongs, cute outfits as well. And one day I wanted to post the boundaries a little bit more. So we were laying in bed in our room and I asked her to bring me something to eat. just before I said it I heard that my friend/roommate had walked into the kitchen. When we were in bed, she was wearing a white T-shirt that was very tight and her sexy Victoria’s Secret thongs. So when she got up to go to the kitchen, she started putting on her sweatpants in that moment I stopped her. And I told her “you can stay like this” and I sent a little kiss. She smiled at me and I could see her get filled with excitement. So then she went into the kitchen and I just listened. They just said hi to each, but because she was gone for a few minutes, I knew he definitely had to check her out. I was just imagining how he was looking at her ass getting turned on by her.

When she was coming back to the room, she walked normally, but then, as soon as she got to the door, she quickly tipped out and jumped into the bed, which filled me with curiosity. Like what happened? Did she like it? Is she turned down by it? When she got into bed with me, she told me “oh my God, baby that was so exciting. I saw him checking me out, like when he greeted me and said that his eyes just went straight to my legs and back up. And then when I was in front of the fridge crouched down. I knew that he was right behind me so he saw my my ass.“ As she was telling me that I got so horny and she did as well. And then that moment I told her and ask her actually if I should put like a sexy picture of her as my lock screen and then accidentally show it to him when we go and hang out or something. As soon as I said it, I saw her imagining it. She squeezed her thighs together and was like “mmm baby, yess” she was so horny from it as well.

In that moment, I kind of got scared. Like it was actually possible for something to happen between them. So even though I was extremely horny, I looked at my girl and asked her if she would actually do it. And then she told me that she wouldn’t actually do it. She was like hesitant and really thinking about it but she said that she would never do anything to. I didn’t want that she doesn’t want to have sex with anybody else. And then I had to tease so I said, but hypothetically do you think it would be extremely hot? And she said “yes, hypothetically it would be extremely hot.” we talked about it a little more and we got on the exact same page so from there we could enjoy it freely without worrying about anything.

From that day onward, she started walking around in her thongs on the regular and I would watch him staring at her without me noticing. I don’t know why, but that moment I could feel like the love between me, and my girl was the strongest thing in the world, and that it was so hot that she was like my little slut….

I'll start off with a little bit of a backstory for anybody who is curious about how we got into this:

My wife was very nervous and shy about being shared for the first time. It was an idea that had turned me on for years, but she always said that she would probably be too awkward and shy to try it, despite being a little curious and slightly turned on by the idea herself. It was about six months ago that she actually started to come around to the idea and seemed to want to discuss it more, and then she told me that I could start looking for someone online if I wanted to, but we would have to get to know him online for at least a few months before meeting in person. I’ll never forget how my heart started racing when she said that.

For a long time, it was one of my biggest fantasies to try sloppy seconds, and I was so excited that I might actually get to try it soon; the thought was overwhelming. My wife admitted that it was kind of a naughty idea that turned her on a little bit. I eventually did find someone online who lived near us, and we got to know him for a while online before we set this up and he came over to our house. Both my wife and I were a mix of nervous and excited the first time she was shared, like the kind of nervousness that feeds the excitement. While he was having sex with my wife, I could see in her face that she was both excited and shy at the same time, and she even blushed a few times; there was something so sexy about that!

My wife is on the pill, so it was perfectly safe for him to unload into her unprotected. I’ll never forget how I had that really intense excited butterflies feeling in my stomach when he started having his orgasm. Just the thought of sinking into a fresh load for the first time was so overwhelming; my mind was racing like it never had before. He got off of her, and I immediately made a beeline for her and kneeled between her thighs. The first thing I noticed was the glob peeking out of her entrance, but there was no leaking. He told me the day before on chat that he saved up for a week for us, so I knew that little glob was just the tip of the iceberg, and the thought of the huge globby mess inside her almost made me pass out with excitement lol. I couldn’t contain myself and pushed into her right after I noticed the glob. Ohhh myyy goooddd!!! Even now I still can’t believe how utterly incredible it felt! It was so ridiculously gooey, and even warmer than usual. And the way I effortlessly sunk in with zero resistance made me gasp out loud. I didn’t expect it to be that gooey and slippery; all it took was one little push and I instantly slid all the way in. It was like being instantly enveloped by warm velvet. It's such a complex sensation because of how soft, gooey, and mushy it feels, but the vagina is still gripping you like it normally would.

I remember my wife also gasping out loud and her voice quivering as she whispered to me, “Oh my god, this is so naughty!” She later told me that she had that really intense butterflies feeling in her abdomen too. Both of us were trembling with excitement at that point. I could tell by the look on her face and her rapid, shallow breaths that her heart was probably pounding as hard as mine was.

I was only able to last about 20 seconds before I lost control. The sensation of being in a fresh load and the butterflies in my abdomen was just too much to handle all at once. I was so excited that I was able to keep going without even stopping though, and lasted about another 3 or 4 minutes before I had a second orgasm. My wife had a big orgasm as I continued the second time; she said she was so ridiculously turned on thinking about how naughty it was that she had two different loads being mixed together inside her. She loved the gooey/silky/velvety sensation too; she said it makes her a lot more sensitive and it’s like the sensations of each thrust are magnified with the gooey texture and additional warmth. I don’t know exactly what she means, but I figure it must be somewhat similar to what I experience and how it increases my sensitivity too.

This is something that we both love now; there’s nothing that can match the intensity and excitement of it, and we don’t know what it is, but something about it just feels so natural too. We both agree on that but can’t explain exactly what it is. Something about it just feels so natural and right, as though people had been enjoying this since the dawn of time, almost like we’ve unlocked some hidden, primitive aspect of our species’ sexuality that we’re rediscovering after being dormant for so long.

Now what we love doing is finding guys who want to try it really badly but have never had the chance. We find it so hot for me to go first so he can go immediately after and finally get to experience it. The idea of someone being as excited as we were that first time trying it really sends us both over the edge It’s such an exciting thing that we want other people to experience it too.

We’re a married South Asian couple in our 40s, living in Seattle. Loving. Solid. But behind closed doors, we’ve started exploring the darker edges of our fantasies. It began with dirty talk about her with another man. Then roleplay. Then more…

Last week, I took it further.

The room was quiet — low lighting, vinyl humming in the background. She stood at the edge of the bed, naked except for her anklet, blindfolded in black satin. She looked… ready. Nervous. Wet already.

We had made an agreement: she wouldn’t speak unless I allowed it. I wouldn’t speak at all. There would be no confirmation — just the sensation of being taken. Of not knowing for sure who.

I wore the harness — but a different cock this time. Longer. Thicker. Enough to make her question everything.

When I entered her, I felt her body freeze, then shudder. She whimpered, breath catching.

“It’s not you, is it…?”

I said nothing.

I fucked her slowly at first. Letting her feel every inch. Her body trembled — not from fear, but from not knowing. She was trying to memorize the rhythm, the pressure, the stretch.

Her words came out in gasps: “Who are you?” “Please… tell me… is this your cock?” “Does he know I’m doing this?”

I held her wrists behind her back and fucked her harder. She stopped asking. She just moaned. Collapsed forward. Let go.

And when she came — legs shaking, teeth clenched — I knew she was surrendering to the mystery, not just the pleasure.

Afterward, I untied her blindfold. Her eyes were glassy, her lips parted. She didn’t speak. She just lay there, still, soaking in whatever had just happened.

Later that night, in the shower, water streaming down her back, she finally asked:

“Do you think he’ll fuck me again?”

And I didn’t know if she meant me — or him.

My wife is a hotwife. We've been together for 7 years and had a few encounters over the years. About 2 years ago, we really decided to make it a more substantial part of our sex life. Since then, she's had many great exploits that I plan to share.

The story I’d like to tell today is one of my favorites that has come out of this particular part of our relationship, and one that is ongoing to this day. Prior to this, all of her encounters with other men occurred outside our home. If it was a prearranged thing, she would either meet them at a hotel or go to their place. If she (or we) met them out and neither a hotel nor their place was an option, she’d sometimes suck or fuck them out in public, which was always incredibly hot as we both also have a huge exhibitionist kink. Regardless of the circumstances, if I wasn’t present to enjoy the show, the only condition was and is that I get regular photo and video updates of the action. Otherwise, they can do whatever they want for as long as they want. But, as I said, prior to this occasion nothing had ever happened at our place. There wasn’t any explicit rule against it, it had just never happened. 

Then, one weekend about 18 months ago, my wife met a guy at a workout class. He is a good-looking guy, about 180cm tall, well-built, with wavy, dark brown hair. They hit it off during that first class, and chatted for a while afterwards. My wife could tell right away that he was attracted to her, but neither of them said or did anything. Two weeks pass, they see each other at this class both weeks, chat a while, and again the attraction between them is evident. Finally, on the third week, he asks her for WhatsApp. She gives it to him and they beginning chatting over the next several days. She tells me about it immediately, and I’m intrigued to see what will come of it. The chatting ebbed and flowed, at times becoming pretty overtly flirty, but not outright sexual. Yet.

That next Friday, as they are chatting, he told her he has something to confess. My wife asked what it was, and he told her that he’s married. He went on to explain that the marriage has become stale and sexless, and that he’s been struggling with how to handle it. He apologized for coming on to her, but told her that he was very attracted to her and really felt invigorated chatting with her.

Now, obviously, my wife and I have a somewhat unconventional relationship and our views on sex in marriage aren’t necessarily the norm. When it comes to the guys she sees, our position is that anything they have going on beyond that is their business, we don’t judge and we don’t tell. We don’t try to impose any kind of moral code on anyone else, and expect the same in return. What other people do is their own business. So, in response to his confession, she tells him that she is married too. She went on to explain, in a roundabout way, the situation, and that her being married wasn’t an issue if something physical were to happen. Obviously, he was quite surprised by this, but the conversation continued, getting very flirty, and they each confirmed that they would both be at the class the following day.

The next day, they see each other at the class, and the sexual tension is off the charts. Afterwards, they went to a café for a drink and continued to talk for a while. The conversation went on for quite some time. They spoke about his relationship as well as ours and how this thing we have works. They then went for a walk, and things got pretty hot and heavy. Before he left to head home, they made out in a secluded part of a park, his hands hungrily exploring her body, desperate for more. After this, as he was leaving, they discussed things a bit more and made plans. Given the situation with his wife, going to his place or a hotel wouldn’t be possible. The only time he could reasonably meet was during the workday. So, they decided to rendezvous at our place later that next week. When she returned home, she told me all about this plan, and I was quite intrigued.

Now, my wife works 100% remotely, and I have the ability to at my discretion. But, I do still have some use for an office, so I go in occasionally throughout the week. The day they decided to meet was the following Tuesday, when I had already made plans to go in to the office. However, given the new guy and this new situation of having them over to our place, I really wanted to be there to see it in person. So, I adjusted my plans so I could be home in the afternoon when they had planned to meet. We were both quite excited by this new part of the dynamic, and the sex we had over the days prior to their meeting was incredible.

Tuesday morning arrived, and I went into the office as planned. However, I found it almost impossible to get anything done. My wife was messaging me throughout the morning, updating me on the plan. He was going to come over around noon, under the ruse of having a doctor’s appointment, they would do their thing, and he would head back to work when they were done. The sexual tension was off the charts, and I made plans to leave before noon so I could make it home in time to enjoy the show.

Unfortunately, as is often the case in my work, a meeting ran long, and my departure was delayed. It was excruciating. My wife told me that he was on his way, and she would try to delay things for as long as she could. My head was spinning as I tried to get things wrapped up and rush out the door. I hurried across town, arriving at our apartment about 45 minutes later than I had planned.

My heart was pounding as I reached our door. I opened it quietly and stepped inside, putting down my things in the hall. As I walked down the hall, I could hear some muffled noises coming from the living room. I turned the corner and froze.

The guy was sitting there, fully nude, on our sofa. His head was titled back with his hands clasped behind, his eyes closed with a satisfied look of pleasure and relief on his face. And there was my wife, on her knees before him. She was topless, and her perky pink nipples were hard with arousal. She was passionately sucking his cock, slowly bobbing her head up and down, her hands gripping his thighs. Her eyes were locked on his face, and the only sounds were their soft moans and the sloppy, wet sounds of her lips sliding up and down his rock-hard shaft, glistening with her saliva.

I stood there for a moment, feeling my own cock growing inside my jeans, until my presence was felt. Her eyes darted to meet mine, and she came up off his cock, grasping it with one hand as she turned towards me. He looked up, first at her, and then at me. I nodded at him and he started to say something before she interjected, smiling and saying “Hey love, sorry, we waited as long as we could.” I told them not to worry about it and to carry on, my cock throbbing as I took in the sight before me. She grinned knowingly and then turned back to him, locking eyes with him as she slowly drug her tongue along the underside of his cock, base to tip, teasing the head for a moment, and then slowly taking it all the way down her throat.

I stood there watching this for what felt like an eternity. My wife is a true master at sucking cock, and loves it more than just about anything. She will, and I’m not exaggerating here, suck as long as a guy will let her. She really put on a show, breaking out every technique she has. I watched in awe, doing everything I can to focus on what I was seeing and not on the aching in my groin. She sucked him hungrily, like he was the last she ever would, teasing him right up to the edge, and then backing off, letting his climax build. When she was finally ready for her reward, she wrapped her lips tight around his cock, sucking on it as hard as she could, her head bobbing up and down like a maniac until he let out a massive groan, his hips bucking, cock pulsing as he came. She took his throbbing cock all the way to the base, eyes fiery and locked on his face as he unloaded a massive load of cum down her throat. As he finished, she slowed, gently milked the rest of the cum out of his cock with her lips, her eyes never leaving his face. He let out a satisfied groan and looked up, eyes shifting between my wife and I as she continued to slowly suck, lick, and kiss his still throbbing cock for a few moments longer.

Then, she stood up, smiling as she came over and kissed me. I squeezed her tits, pinching her swollen nipples gently as we kissed, and I told her how that was to watch. She thanked me, and then went back over to our friend, reaching for his hand as he stood up. She asked if he had time to stay longer, to which he responded with an enthusiastic “Of course!” as he looked towards me. I nodded at him and told them to have fun, and that I had some work to take care of. She grinned and took him by the hand, leading him towards our bedroom. I went back to the front door, grabbed my things, and went to my office. I made my best effort to get back to work, and after a few minutes I began to hear sound coming from down the hall. I heard her moaning, him grunting, skin slapping skin, and the wet, dirty sounds sex as he fucked her. My cock was rock hard, straining against my jeans as I sat their listening, trying in vain to focus on my work. 

After a few minutes, I quietly got up and pretended to go to the toilet next to our bedroom. I stood there for a few moments, stroking my cock to those same sounds emanating through the wall, edging myself. When I stepped out again, I peered around the door into our bedroom. There was my wife, bent over on all fours, getting roughly fucked doggystyle. He had one hand wrapped in her long, brown hair, pulling her back towards him as the other pinched her nipple, causing her to moan loudly with pleasure as he fucked her. I stood there for a moment, taking it all in, watching her get fucked by another guy, his balls slapping against her pussy lips as his cock slid in and out, soaked by her arousal.

They were lost in the moment and didn’t notice me, so I stood there for a while longer, watching, before heading back to attempt to work. However, I couldn’t focus on anything else, so I jerked off, trying everything I could not to cum too quickly. A few minutes later, I heard her moaning get louder and quicker, turning into cries and yelps of pleasure as he fucked her even harder. A moment later, I heard him grunting loudly as he came again. This pushed me over the edge, huge ropes of cum exploding from my cock as I envisioned his cock buried in my wife, pumping his load into her tight, aching pussy just down the hall.

The noises subsided as I sat there for a moment, my head spinning. Then I heard them shuffling about as he got dressed and left. My wife came to find me, still naked, skin flushed and sweaty, hair disheveled, pussy lips shining with the mix of her own wetness and his cum. We kissed passionately as she jerked my still aching cock and my hand made its way to her pussy, feeling the sticky wetness of his cum as I slid my fingers inside as she shivered with pleasure. We talked for a few moments about how hot that experience was, until we started to come down from the high. Then, she got dressed and we both got back to work, or at least whatever work we could manage, for the rest of the afternoon. That night, we again had our own incredible sex marathon, staying up until the wee hours of the morning fucking each other senseless.

Since that day, this guy has become one of my wife’s usual fuck buddies, and this experience has become a regular part of our week. He will come over once or twice a week and fuck her. Usually, I’ll try to be around so I can enjoy the show. Other times when I’m out, I’ll look at my watch, realizing the time and my imagination will run wild thinking about what they’re doing right then.

With our lifestyle, I’ve gotten to enjoy watching my wife get fucked by many different guys in many different situations. It’s always super hot no matter what the context is, but this arrangement we have with this guy is one of my favorites. Tuesday afternoons have never been more fun.

The encouragement carried on as the girls started to dance, by this time Rosie, Ruby and Emily had got out the back into the preparation room, my wife was alone on the table surrounded by the male patrons asking why she was dancing constantly.

Eventually the girls came on stage Ruby was first and did her stage dance and the guys didn’t hold back and neither did Ruby. This is Becky’s account and I’m telling you the images it gave me really turned me on. Becky said Ruby’s dress was very short anyway but she quickly bent over to reveal her knix. The guys had already started to unzip their trousers and starting to stroke their dicks. Ruby was enjoying seeing the guys wanking for her and lift her dress to her waist and bend over again she looked over at the guys sat at side of the stage and teased them by put her thumbs into the elastic of her knickers as if she was going to pull them down. She pulled her thumbs away wiggling her bum, and at that point she took her dress off and threw it towards the side of the stage. The guys cheered one older guy at the side of the stage was particularly enjoying it his trousers and boxers had dropped to the floor and he was giving himself a big tug, Ruby loved seeing that and walk over and crouched down and asked him to undo her bra. She held the bra in place until she got back to the middle of the stage at that point she lifted her bra above her head and threw it to the side, the guys cheered loudly. She rubbed her tits and continued to dance we all knew what was coming eventually Ruby bent over is a similar pose to the one she had before with thumbs in her knicker elastic this time thought she pulled the knickers down. As she was bent right over the guys got a very good view of her pussy, which she then proceed to rub for the rest of the track.

Next girl up was Rosie our daughter, wearing a very short dark red dress, the music she was dancing was a bit quicker than Ruby’s. As Rosie took to the stage the guy on the next table unzipped his trousers pulled his dick out and said I’ve been waiting for this one she fit and fucking dirty. He wasn’t wrong out Rosie is curvy size 12/14 and 36D. The first item to come off was her panties, she then lifted leg and rub her panties over her pussy. She didn’t take long to remove the dress and bra, she had all the guys mesmerised her routine included plenty of opening and closing of her legs. She also sucked her nipples and finished her routine by playing hide the finger. While Rosie was dancing Ruby made her way back to the table she had put her clothes back on, she asked if I was enjoying it. She was only really coming over to grab her drink, as she said was going to make herself available for table dance and private dance. While the next girl was on stage Rosie came over and did the same thing, saying are you enjoying yourself Mum. The on the next table said Mum! He couldn’t believe it and quickly said is Mum going to show her daughter how its done, Becky responded saying I’m just here to watch. Emily came and did a stage dance equally as filthy as Ruby’s and Rosie’s only thing it was missing from Rosie’s was the nipple sucking as her breasts are not that as big as Rosie’s.

Quite soon after that the girls started to do their table dancing, the guys get pretty handy when the girls are table dancing, which Becky found quite difficult to watch when it involved Rosie until she realised she was completely comfortable with it. Becky was surprised that Rosie had tied her hair back in a ponytail she soon realised why. Once the girls had first dancing and stripping naked for the guys the girls would help out the girls that were wanking, we are not talking about a quick hand job although that did happen the girls used all their assets. In Emily and Ruby’s case that meant use of their mouths, in Rosie’s case it was hands, mouth and between her tits she very popular. When they start on the guys they don’t stop until the guys can’t hold it in any longer. Becky watched Rosie suck and tit fuck multiple old guys, while this was happening Becky was still being encouraged to dance this happened must of the night.

Eventually this guy who must have been in his 60s asked Rosie if she was available for the private rooms she nodded. The club has four private rooms off the side of the public area, the doors are shut and are not see through at all so nobody can spy. Becky asked the guy on the next table what happens in the private rooms and replied they fuck, Becky asked Ruby about the private rooms and she said the girls are told not to go into the private rooms unless they are prepared to be fucked. Rosie had gone into the room with this older guy willing.

While Rosie was in the private room the patrons, bar staff, Ruby and Emily continued to encourage Becky to get up and dance show off her big tits. Becky was surrounded by guys with their dicks out and girls getting naughty with them, it was only natural that she started to feel horny. So eventually to everyone’s surprise Becky put her name down for a stage dance. So quite quickly her name was called and she climbed the steps onto the stage, several guys who’d been checking her out quickly made their way to the side of the stage. A couple of the guys were hurt saying great I fucking been waiting for this, one of the guys who’s in his 70s pushed people out the way dropped his trousers and boxers sat back and said now I’m ready. Becky was super nervous but soon got into the dance, lifting the dress and flashing her knickers and ass, at this point it was softcore compared to the Rosie and her friends. Becky took off her dress and continued to tease the guys leaning forward showing off her cleavage, eventually she slipped her bra straps off her shoulders and to loud cheers she freed her 44E tits. Now the question everyone was asking was she going to do what was expected of a girl dancing on the stage, the answer was a resounding yes her panties hit the floor to more cheers and shout of fuck she was worth the wait. Becky danced naked until the end of the track she gave her pussy a little rub and realised it was soaking wet. Becky said she felt free and liberated when she was on stage she thoroughly enjoyed. Rosie came out of the private room and quickly sent me a message say just “Mum is taking part.” Becky came of the stage and went to the preparation room to get dressed and put her panties straight back on to a soaking wet pussy. Becky and Rosie came in about 3am I was in bed I looked up from the and asked Becky if she’d had a good time her response was to lift her dress and show me her wet knickers. The next day Becky said she had thoroughly enjoyed it and wanted to go back and feel free again.

Becky started to go semi regularly not as often as Rosie, when she went back she didn’t need to be encouraged to get up on stage. From the second time Becky went she started to do table dancing, yes the guys got touchy feely with her. Yes like Rosie she used all her assets to help the guys finish their wanks, she used her hands, mouth and tits her massive tits made her tit fucks particularly popular.

After Becky had been about five or six times she came into the front room and said there’s something I wanna ask you, I replied that sounds ominous. She said I really want to go into the private rooms but I wouldn’t do it if you don’t want me too, I knew she’d do it anyway. I said I was OK with as long as she told we what she did in detail.

My daughter and her two friends have been doing adult webcams since they turned 18. As an adult entertainer my daughter received an email promoting a strip club's weekly amateur night on a Tuesday night. She discussed it with her two friends and thought it would be a laugh to take part so they did. The club has a reputation, its a basement kind of place. My daughter and her friends thoroughly enjoyed the amateur night and kept going back week after week.

My wife and myself were a little concerned, after a few months my wife said she thought it would be a good idea to go and watch to see what they were getting up to. She thought it would be better if she went as I might lose my shit I agreed. My wife is short (5ft) glasses very busty (44E) and curvy big bum. My wife told our daughter she would tag along and she wasn't that bothered.

The club was an old school basement kind of place proper filthy dirty and very little rules, the only one they seemed to apply was no filming probably to protect their married patrons. Most of the patrons were in their 50s and 60s. The guys openly wanked while the girls danced and the girls who danced on stage were expected to strip completely naked, basically they didn't stop the music until the girl's knickers were on the stage floor.

The Tuesday night soon came round my wife got dressed to go out, nothing provocative a royal blue flowy knee length dress. They sent off about 9.30pm. From the moment my wife walked into the club she was encouraged to take part and not just by the guys, the bar staff and my daughter's two friends. She went to the bar to get her first drink and a guy walked up behind her lifted her dress and said can't wait to see that big ass bare later, she responded by saying I'm just here to watch.

About a year ago my wife and I were going through a rough patch and the “D” word (divorce) was starting to be thrown around and we just weren’t happy together. Luckily it was just a funk and when we came out of it, my wife admitted something to me that she wanted to confess but instead of being mad, it turned me on to the point of me oking it.

My wife has a job where she builds trainings for a company and in that position, she works with a quality engineer a lot as he shares information with her to help build some of these trainings. While we were going through the rough patch she ended up letting something slip about it where he ended up bringing up a touch stretch him and his wife were in. This allowed them to confide in each other a lot. His were mostly sexual in nature where his wife didn’t want to do anything anymore and he joked that he hadn’t even touched tits in over a year.

That led to my wife jokingly offering to let him touch her tits to which he agreed (of course) and she let him grope her tits under her shirt but over her tank top. To shorten the story a little bit they kept going to each others offices throughout the day and by the end of the day he had my wife up against the wall sucking on her nipples as she rubbed his cock through his pants.

Over the next few days they kept going further and further while still trying to keep some added gray line of “ok that’s too far, we are both married” that led to things like her straddling him in his chair and dry humping and him grabbing her from behind and grabbing her tits and ass and pussy over her pants and her rubbing his cock, even to the point of making him cum in his pants.

That lasted about 2 weeks until one day he was rubbing her pussy through her pants and decided he was going to run his hand down the front of her pants and instead of pulling away, she opened her legs and allowed him to push his fingers into her pussy. He only fingered her for a few seconds then pulled his hand out and made her watch him taste her pussy off his fingers. That got her so turned on she pushed him to his chair and got on her knees and started kissing and biting his hard cock through his pants while he held her head and moaned. Eventually he reached down and pulled his cock out and it was at that moment it hit her that they shouldn’t be doing this.

While that thought was running through her head he had already started pulling her head down so she wrapped her lips around his cock and sucked his cock while thinking about what to do. She didn’t want to stop but she knew it was wrong. She was gagging on his cock and he was moaning and she wanted to feel his cum flood her mouth but she slowly pulled his cock out of her mouth and while still stroking his wet hard cock told him “you know… we can’t be doing this” and to her surprise, he agreed. They stopped and nothing else happened for about a week.

In that week my wife and I fixed all the weird shit that was going on and she broke down crying and told me what happened. Instead of being mad, I was super turned on… I told her, she should keep it up… just keep things going how they were.

Because this is already so long, feel free to reach out if you wanna know what happened after that.

We invited hubbys friend Henry over for cornhole and drinks and pool last night. Tequila and mixers and good 80s.rock music always gets me flirty and horny and I knew early I was.going to tease him until he couldnt resist me.

Hubby told me to wear my yellow sheer Wicked bikini and of course I jumped at the chance to show it off again. The pool water was perfect after so many hot summer days and we jumped in cooled down and just relaxed under the stars. Hubby got daring and grabbed my bikini bottoms amd pulled them off and Henry acted like he didnt see but just grinned so big.

After lots of chatting and swimming around "bumping" into each other thru the night, anytime hubby got out to make drinks Henry and I would grope each other and kiss. At one time hubby came out and didnt disturb us and just let us make out while we were in the pool together.

Even while hubby was in the pool I climbed on Henry's back like a piggy-back ride and as we moved around the pool I climbed to his side and just let him rub me and finger me. I was soaked and his fingers rubbed me perfectly and I moaned out loud. He let me go and I swam away like nothing happened.

The kissing and rubbing continued on and off and when it was time for Henry to leave I said id walk him to the side yard to the gate. Before he left I wanted to make sure he would be thinking of me thru the night and rubbed his hard cock thru his shorts as I kissed him good bye.

I walked back to the pool and hubby took me to the patio lounge and spread me open and easily slid into my wet hungry pussy and fucked me so smooth and good. After he came in me I told him to clean up my naught pussy and he did so happily.

I cant wait for another pool night with friends...its always more fun when everyone gets wet!

Until next time...

A little Background to start.

This happened a few years ago.

Me and my wife have known this friend for years.

He was my best man at our wedding.

The first part was slightly preplanned but the later part just happened.

Me = Anazlu

My wife = Kora

Best Friend = Tom

Now the Story.

The first time anything happened.

We where all hanging out at My House, with Kora sitting between Me and Tom. We were watching some movie. (I don't remember what it was)

Kora had put Tom's hand on her breast and he began to play with her nipple. While I started to play with the other nipple.

Kora soon spread her legs open draping one over each of our legs. Tom took that as the opening to started playing with Kora's clit, and started to finger her.

After a bit Kora had an orgasm right there between us.

Unfortunately that was as far as we got. The movie had ended, and it was getting late Tom had to get back home. He lived a good drive away, and had to work early the next day.

A few days later Me and Kora were supposed to go over to Tom's House. But I got called into work. So I told Kora to go ahead go by herself.

While at work I got some fun teasing text messages, a wonderful retelling of events afterwards while I fucked Kora.

(That's a story for another time, it's definitely not as fun as this one)

A few weeks later Me and Kora are over at Tom's house.

The three of us are on the couch similar to how we were before, but this time Kora lays down so her head is in his lap, and her legs are across my lap. We were watching yet another movie. (I still don't know which one. It very well could have been the same one from the first time)

Kora had placed her hand under her head. Tom started to shift around some. So I can only guess Kora had started to play with his cock over his pants.

After a little bit of this, Kora looked at me, and gave me a bit of a sly grin. She sat up, took her top off, and knelt down in front of Tom, topless.

(Kora is a proud member of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee, so she almost never wear's a bra)

Kora unzipped Tom's pants, pulled out his cock and started to suck on it.

She took his cock all the way into her throat right off the bat, no gagging at at all.

Tom leans back, and let out a long moan.

Kora gives amazing blowjobs someone who's only sucked on now 3 cocks in her life.

After what felt like a full minute went by, my cock was really straining to get free.

So I pulled it out, and started to stroke it some. Kora reached over and took over stroking it, but continued to give Tom the blow job of his life.

I just sat and watched for what felt like forever.

The only way I can really describe it would be watching soft core, amateur porn in real life. It was amazing.

Tom's breath started to hitch, and he tensed up. Kora pulled his cock out of her mouth and started to stroke it quickly wile aiming at her tits. Tom shot a few ropes of cum across Kora's chest.

After Kora kiss Tom's softening cock and she moved over to kneel in front of me. Kora started by giving my cock a kiss before she took all of my cock right away and went to town on me.

I have no shame in admitting I did not last long due to the excitement of watching and my own stroking of my cock.

After a bit I told Kora I am going to cum. Kora then aims my cock at her chest to add my cum to Tom's cum that's now smeared and drying on Kora tits.

After Kora got up and sat back in between us still topless just now with cum on her chest.

The 3 of us looking at the movie that was playing to see the credits were now rolling.

That's all that happened that between them so far.

My wife still gets embarrassed whenever I bring up how we first crossed paths, but to me, that whole chapter is absolute fire. It's even hotter now, sitting on the edge of stepping into the lifestyle together and preparing for our first real experience.

Back then, I didn't even know her name but only knew her as the gorgeous new girl my old roommate brought home. My roommate was a total playboy, effortlessly confident, with a revolving door of women coming through our place. When she started showing up, I figured she’d be gone in a month like the rest. For about three months, she was practically living at our apartment, but I kept my distance, sticking to brief, polite hellos whenever we passed each other.

What I couldn't ignore, though, was the raw noise coming through our paper-thin walls.

My bed shared a wall with his room, and lying there at night listening to the woman who would eventually become my wife get utterly wrecked was an incredible mindfuck. The sheer detail of what I heard was intense: the whisper of their clothes coming off, the slow build-up of her breath, and then the full-on pace of him fucking her. I’d lie there in the dark, listening to the screech of his bed, the sounds of his thighs slapping against her ass, and the headboard violently pounding against the wall inches from my head.

His dirty talk was relentless. I could hear him whispering in her ear, telling her how tight she felt, what a filthy little slut she was, and bragging about how hard and big she was getting him. She wasn't quiet either; she’d lose her mind, begging him to drive deeper, to hit it harder, to make her come. When he finally hit his peak, he’d let out this heavy grunt, and a moment later I’d hear her softly saying about how good he tasted.

Even the downtime was charged. Listening to them after the dust settled—whispering, giggling, cuddling, or sliding right back into round two—drove me crazy. The absolute best nights were when they thought I wasn't home. Without the worry of being overheard, her moans got dirty and uninhibited, and he’d fuck her with zero restraint.

My single favorite memory was a morning after one of those wild, late-night sessions. I was sitting on the living room couch when his bedroom door opened. She stepped out, her hair a wild, tangled bedhead mess, wearing nothing but one of his oversized t-shirts that barely covered her thighs. She froze when she saw me. Watching that instant embarrassed panic hit her and hearing her let out an awkward "oh, hi" as she scurried to the kitchen for a glass of water was insanely hot.

Eventually, their fling ran its course, my roommate moved on to the next girl, and she didn't come over to our place anymore. A few months went by before I unexpectedly bumped into her working the front desk at my gym. The spark was instant. I ended up asking her out on our first date, and the rest was history.

To this day, I love reminding her of those apartment nights. She might still get flustered and embarrassed by her past with my old roommate, but to me, knowing the woman I married has that dirty, wild side and knowing we are about to unlock that exact same energy together in our next chapter is the biggest turn-on in the world.

My wife (32F) and I (31M) have been visiting Vegas for the first time, with another couple, since Tuesday evening. We’re not drinkers or gamblers and we were skeptical about the trip and how it would go.

We split off as couples for the majority of the time. They went to casino after casino and had a blast. We decided to walk around, shop, enjoy the MGM Grand pool deck, and go on as many restaurant dates as possible.

My Wife has always been a head turner, and I’ve always gotten a rise out of the looks, stares, comments and more that she gets while we’re out in public together. It honestly seems like I enjoy the attention she attracts more than she does. Either way, she loves that I love it and is more than willing to put on a revealing or down right slutty outfit whenever we go out!

Naturally Vegas was our chance to take full advantage of showing her off with no chance of running in to anyone we know. She wore a plethora of little tight cropped tank tops, braless of course, paired with short skirts and even her thong whale tail showing. Needless to say she turned a lot of heads and I enjoyed catching her admirers every time.

She even wore a tiny red stripper bikini to the pool deck, which she only ever puts on to tan in our back yard at home.

Now, we’ve been talking about sharing some pictures of our adventures on Reddit for quite some time. While we were down by the lazy river I decided to float the idea one more time, and she immediately agreed. I got the hardest erection with zero physical touch for the first time since puberty! She struck a few poses for me right there and we enjoyed the rest of our time.

The next morning I asked again if she was okay with me posting the pics and her mind hadn’t changed in the slightest. We went about our day, and in the early evening at the hotel before a dinner date, I pulled up the post and showed her how well Reddit was reacting to her.

One thing led to another and we were fooling around and fucking for 2+ hours reading the dirty comments, DM’s, and dirty talking about it the entire time. Trading oral while the receiving partner read out comments was super hot. When we did put the phone down to fuck, she begged me to call her names and degrade her about how slutty she was the past few days. She always like to be dirty talked, but this was a new level and she was dripping the entire time. She begged for a creampie, which is always my weakness!

We went out to dinner, and when we got back she wanted to check the post and DM’s again. This came as a bit of a surprise to me due to how vigorous we had fucked earlier, but of course I was super happy to do it.

Sex two or even three days in a row is not uncommon for us, but the days of banging multiple times has been mostly absent since college. Soon after reading the new comments and DM’s that had come in during dinner, she was reaching down my pants and sucking me off, only stopping to ask me to read her something naughty from Reddit. After a while of that I threw her back on the bed and fucked her hard a second time, making her orgasm hard as ever, and filling up her pussy a second time.

The other couple we traveled with had no idea how naughty we had been during the trip, and that for sure added to our fun! We had a great time in Vegas, and hopefully return sooner than later!