MY WIFE'S BEST FRIEND


CHAPTER 1

My wife and I were out with our friends Chuck and Elaine at a local steak and rib house that we all like. We had been friends with them since Elaine and Lisa, my wife, met about 10 years ago at the dentist's office where Elaine worked as a dental hygienist. Lisa was a patient and they talked and became friends. When I met her husband Chuck we hit it off pretty well and became friends also. The four of us did a lot of things together and went on trips togethe...

My name is Dannielle, I'm 27, petite and have always been fit, some might even say sexy. I try to go to the gym as much as I can, I like to keep myself trim so I feel good and look great in tight fitting clothes. I've been married for 7 years and although I love my husband I've always thought sex was a bit overrated. Scott was my first and only sexual partner so I'd just assumed that this was the way it was with everyone. The last thing I ever thought I'd do was cheat....

Day 14
I woke the next morning to my full staff taking care of my every whim. "I could really get used to this," I quipped happily.
They readied me as I ate a light breakfast. My outfit was incredible this morning. I was dressed for the gym, but with quite the added flair. Amazing shiny red leggings that pinched into the crack of my ass. They had gel padding built into the cheeks, giving my ass a very rounded appearance. The seem that ran down the crack or my ass had an inconspicuous open slit that co...

Becoming Monsters is the creation of AiLovesToGrow, setting used with permission.
The idea for this story comes from Amethyst Dragonfly.
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Chapter 29: Who Went Before
Todd's crew came out of the guest room that morning to find Abbey and Justin already at the kitchen table with steaming mugs in hand. Both had fairly bemused looks on their faces to go with huge smiles and shy demeanors. May sniffed the air once and smiled just as broadly as they were. "All RIGHT you two! About freaking time! Must...

Judy was a titan of a woman, 6'5 and 250 pounds of muscle. She made any man look and feel like a little bitch. Back when she was a football player and even when she was in the Marines, she was an absolute beast. The hormones took away a lot of her muscle mass, but she could still overpower any pathetic man....

*Ring-ring. Ring-Ring. Ring-Ring*
Fuck. Now what?
I reached over and finger-stabbed the 'Answer' button under Finn's face.
"What do you want, Finn?"
"Hey Max! Just calling to check..."
"You tell that small-dicked fat fuck listening in that I told you 'End of the Week'. That's three days away. And now, for every time you call me until I send you the rewritten pages, I'm going to tack on and extra day and spend the rest of the day after our phone call digging up more dirt on the bastard. End of...

The next morning, I went out to get a feel for the city. I'd only been there for a few days and it was my first time, so I walked about the neighborhood, finding a gym around the corner and signing up for a handful of sessions... I wasn't sure when I'd be moving on, so didn't want anything long-term....

Mr. and Mrs. Jones,


We Got a Thing Going On


By


Jennifer Smith-Jones

Author's note: The inspiration for this story came from a discussion in Author's Hangout, where I mentioned how young women in our neighborhood love to flirt with my 68-year old husband. Granted, he is still smoking hot! His hair is pure white, and he still has all the muscle he had when he was a fireman. Even so, I am sometimes shocked by how they go after him!...

"Now you'll want to pair some very sheer, nude pantyhose with that little black dress and these black suede pumps, Stephanie sweetheart." Van dispensed fashion advice while applying her makeup in front of her vanity desk mirror.
"But my legs haven't gotten enough sun yet. Won't that clash with the black?" I may have gotten quickly used to being Stephanie but I still was a little bit shy, especially considering Van's boss and playmate was a true fashionista....

A little bit different, and also taken from my other account
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The second I walked in the club, I was scoping it out. I never tried to hide it, I was a player. I was tall, buff, and handsome. I dressed well, carried myself with an air of confidence. Most women eat that up. Truth be told? I was proud of it. I knew as soon as I stepped in the door, there would be women checking me out. I counted on it. I knew, without fail, that before I could finish my first drink, at least one, if not 3, would be ...

**Author's Note:**
Transgression is a descent into power, surrender, and raw lust. It tells the story of what happens when a curious couple invites a beautiful trans escort into their home - and ends up kneeling at the altar of her cock. Luna Blake doesn't just dominate the room. She breaks the rules, tests the limits, and leaves nothing untouched. Not their bodies. Not their marriage. And not their sense of self....

I am totally obsessed with watching other men fuck my wife no matter who they are. That sounds crazy but it makes me love her even more. I like to create the environments in which she winds up getting fucked.
This past Memorial Day weekend we were drinking at a local bar with friends. We definitely went a little too hard with shots and beer. By the end of the night Jennifer could barely stand by herself. I was feeling no pain either. Right at closing time it started to rain and it was a long walk back to...

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Script written by u/TheShyTributeGuy
Storyline: When your girlfriend comes home from a long day at work, she notices you are feeling a little off. She might not have had a good day but when it comes to her boy, she can always tell what you really need...
Includes: GFE, established relationship, fdom x msub, cuddling, kissing, neck kink, comfort, affirmations, reassurance, riding, bordering on service top, praise, compliments, encouragement, talking you through it, lots of l-bombs, nurturing femdom, ho...

It was a night like any other; the wife and I were upstairs and in bed. The fact that it was raining didn't come as a surprise, as it was that time of year. But the worst thing in my books was my disappointment, once again, after leading me on all day, my wife pooped out when it came time for sex.
Don't get me wrong, we have a sex life, and by what I can tell, it was better than most of my friends. But we married young, so I never sowed my seeds enough beforehand. Again, I shouldn't complain, but I sure ...

Two months after Grace helped David Young find a job, she received a call from him. To express his gratitude for her assistance, David invited Grace to dinner.
Since Grace's husband was on a business trip and would not return for another two weeks, she had more free time in the evenings. She accepted his invitation and kindly suggested that he also invite Peter and Paul to join them....

Continued from part 1
I had no idea how long I was in the box. The only sounds I heard were the rumbling of the truck I was being transported in. I slept but I don't know how long. I sipped on the tube and discovered that the CamelBak was filled with chicken broth. Apparently Daddy knew I'd be traveling long enough that I would need some nourishment. I tried to hold my bladder as long as possible but finally had to let go into my diaper....

Introduction:
They weren't best friends.
Just classmates. Neighbors.
A floor apart. A few late night messages away from crossing every line.
It started with a dare.
A horny little app.
A "truth or DM" challenge no one took seriously until she sent the first video with his name on her lips....

Blushing furiously as I felt the whispering touch of the marker pen on my bare ass cheeks, I wondered what was being written, and by whom. Of course the crowd of onlookers couldn't tell I was blushing, because my head was enclosed in a sort of metal head mask. It was locked tightly on my head with at least two locks, since earlier I'd heard the locks snap closed. The mask had only 2 small slits for my eyes, which severely limited my vision. Every once in a while, I'd catch a glimpse of a male or female face...

I did something that would make my mother clutch her pearls so hard they'd turn to dust. For my 24th birthday, instead of the wine tasting my friends planned, I arranged something different. I've always played it safe; I didn't drink until I was 20 so I was boring in high school. I didn't fuck until I was in college, on my own, and could get on the pill (I grew-up in a small town with religious minded parents). I graduated from college and had a decent job and dated 'safe' guys....

Turning the handle, Angela slowly opened the door and led Charlie into the room. The brightness of the lighting meant he had to squint as she pulled him into the room, the tiled floor feeling quite cold against the soles of his feet. He looked around at the sterile looking room, almost like a hospital operating theatre. He noticed a bank of equipment behind a desk, some computers, and a large raised platform in the centre which looked to be covered in what looked to be black leather....

He pretended to struggle, lazily wiggling underneath her and letting his hand slip through the rope lasso she had formed. She shot him an annoyed look and forcefully pinched his cheeks with her hand.
"Cal, Stop it! Listen to me, just hold still..." She looped the rope around his left wrist once more, a slip knot was her go-to because of how quick and easy it was as well as her inexperience. She always left more rope marks on him than the other way around, partly because he never complains of the knots be...

I was an 18-year-old high school graduate, and all I wanted to do was join the army. I had my fill of school. I needed a break from studying, classrooms and homework, and I wanted to do something different and exciting. I wanted to enlist army and become a paratrooper - maybe even go to the Ranger Regiment! But my parents were adamant that I go to college. They said the army was a waste of time and a higher education was what would help me more in life. I was never the rebellious type, was scared to death o...

This is part 2 in the Loverly series, it can be read independently, but for more perspective on Will and Laurel's relationship, you should read the rest. Feedback always appreciated.
**All I want is a room somewhere**
Will and Laurel looked like an unlikely couple. She was almost 19, lanky and skinny, short shaggy hair bleached blonde by the sun, skin marked by unprofessionally done stick-and-poke tattoos. She had silver rings going through her nose (nostril and septum), and a silver bar in her eyebro...

The silence of the small room was complete.
Jade lay on her side on the narrow bed, careful to avoid putting pressure on her bruised ass. Her hands rested lightly in front of her, and her eyes slowly scanned the space that now belonged to her. The mattress beneath her was firm, the pillow thin, But for her, after the box, after ten days of sweat, filth, obedience, and pain... this felt like grace....

I was working in the kitchen, cleaning up from the breakfast I'd just served my Mistress. As usual, I mentally reviewed how the morning had gone, to see if there was any way I could have improved my service. I think I'd done well serving Her. She'd seemed pleased eating Her eggs and avocado toast with coffee, water, and cranberry juice that I'd prepared for Her, as She casually scrolled Her phone....

The handjob from hell... I'm kidding, of course. Or, well... perhaps more like being a little playful. At the end of the day you're reading this for pleasure, but pleasure can come in many different hues. Sometimes it's gentle, sometimes it's comforting, sometimes it's rough and dramatic, and sometimes... well, sometimes, it's like this. A little bit cruel. A little bit of giving up control. If that sounds like pleasure to you, then you may be interested in putting yourself in my hands. I'll take good care ...

The morning after, Steph woke in a tangle of sheets, skin sticky and over-sensitive, mouth still haunted by the memory of salt. Her first thought was to roll over and find Annie, maybe pull her close, feel the tremor in her chest and apologize for whatever was left to be sorry for. But Annie wasn't there. The only sound in the apartment was the air conditioner's distant wheeze, and Steph's own pulse, sharp as a metronome....

Author's note:
This is a male Dom story. Read the tags for types of things that will happen.
Comments and votes help me decide which story themes to write next.
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The thirty-year-old, Asian American woman sat in traffic. Her commute home from work seemed twice as long on Fridays. Her mind was preoccupied with a stunning dilemma....

First four are on our first full year as a couple, culminating in her willing submission to various forms of discipline in role-play, mainly by some serious spanking during our hot holiday on a nudist beach on the isle of Corsica back in '77. Next Spring and Summer we spent again with study breaks in France, using holiday homes her folks temporarily owned....