Have you ever woke up and, while spooning, slipped your cock in your gf or wife or had your bf or husband slip his cock in and had a glorious morning fucking?!


Getting Horny Thinking Of You! by Lonely50M

















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A couple of months ago, I got stuck with a four-day long power outage. I was bored and so, so incredibly lusty.
No power, in the dark, with nothing to do but think of you.
I touched myself — bringing myself right to the edge before pulling back, again and again — for almost an hour before I just couldn't take it anymore....

Chaoter: The Man Who repairs Too Much
Mumbai streets were soaked with rain.
The air was heavy with the aroma of marigolds, damp soil, and the smoke of incense spiralling out of Ganesh Chaturthi pandals.
Drums were loud, but Meenal barely noticed them. Lately, it seemed as though everything had stopped its existence as her mobile started giving trouble since last night....

We weren't expecting any one when there was a knock at the door. The shadow through the glass was unfamiliar to me. As I opened the door the man's face changed from smiling to a look of panic. The present he had been holding out was quickly hidden behind his back. He wasn't expecting me to answer, which meant that he could only have been expecting my wife....

Jeanne, my cock whore of a wife and I truly enjoyed taking Carribean cruises back in the 2000's. Nothing beat a boat full of drunken men on vacation to find amorous encounters and sexual partners for my little slut Jeanne. We even preferred Carnival Lines, as it was a little younger and wilder crowd, with a lot of guys on the prowl for the perfect MILF. I often took the little weekend booze runs to the Bahamas with Jeanne where I liked to 'fish' for sexual partners for her. It was a fun and relaxing pastime...

Chapter 20
"Samara! Food!" Zoe shouted.
I glanced at the pot, smoke curling from its surface.
"Shit!" Samara yelped, snatching it off the counter and stirring frantically.
"Thanks. It didn't burn," she said, pulling out three bowls and dividing the food into them. She placed them in front of me and Zoe. It looked like a stew and I noticed some meat and vegetables in it. Samara gave a piece of bread to me and Zoe and sat opposite us....

Judy had trouble relating to her roommate Shawn. He was obnoxious and self-absorbed. Their interests were also on opposite ends of the spectrum. Shawn was enjoyed sports and parties, whereas Judy was more into reading and was fascinated by the occult. She often read books on psychic phenomena and ghosts. When she would tell Shawn about her readings, he would simply roll his eyes and say that they were just books full of brain rot. Judy would respond that the brain probably rots faster from the pounding his ...

Leaning against the railing, warm wind gusted from across the ocean, spreading goosebumps across my bare shoulders. Below, white waves broke against the star-board of the ship. Not even a hundred yards away, the water was consumed by an epic darkness, and the longer I stared at the horizon, the dizzier I became....

The lust started with a single look.
Julien opened the double door, locking his eyes with mine. Almost immediately, I was captivated by him. I first noticed his stillness, how he occupied the doorway without needing to fill it. He stood just off-center, one hand in the pocket of his slacks, a quiet kind of ease in his posture. His hair was salt and pepper, just starting to turn silver, and his face bore the kind of lines that came from time spent outdoors. There was strength in his build, not sculpted, b...

Andrea and James - Part 3 of 3
I do not make the rules determining or governing human behaviour. Throughout human history, the most extreme, unlikely, improbable, inexplicable, impossible human behaviours, both good and bad, have been observed and in many cases recorded. The only limiting factors humans are incapable of are those limiting or restricting imagination. If you cannot imagine it, you cannot make it happen. If you can imagine it, anything and everything is probable and possible. If you can ima...

It began with a low hum.
A deep, resonant sound that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once. The very air around them shimmered, then trembled, as if reality itself were trying to hold something back.
Then the gate tore open.
A vertical slit of blinding white light split the air a dozen paces in front of them. Lines of glowing energy licked outward like tendrils. The scent of ozone burned in their nostrils. The hum rose into a throbbing pulse, almost musical--deep, vibrating through bon...

Over the past two weeks, I have been with two more men.
Ed who is one of my current lovers and my first black man had shared us that he has a couple of friends from work who knew he was a player. They wanted to be introduced to a mature wife who enjoyed playing with younger men. Ed texted me earlier this week and asked if Gene and I would be up for a playdate and we said yes. I mentioned condoms and he said both have recent tests. I told Ed that they can plan on cumming in me or Gene for that matter if h...

***** Part One. Linda's Story.
Gorgeous. That was the sum total of my thoughts as I watched him.
Not my husband -- no, this wasn't one of those moments. Or maybe it was. But either way, it wasn't Archie out there on the diving board; it was Barbara's husband. Ken.
He stood tall and gleaming, the late afternoon sun turning every drop of water on his body into tiny diamonds. That ridiculously small swimsuit clung to him like it was painted on -- just enough to keep the peace, but not enough to keep m...

Author's Note: Thanks for reading! I read all comments and appreciate feedback.
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The early morning air was refreshing. Dani pulled her hoodie tighter around her as she walked alongside Kayla, who wore only a thin jacket and shorts like the cold barely fazed her.
Kayla's long strides made Dani almost have to jog to keep up, her friend's lean, strong frame used to hiking trails and scaling rock faces. They had walked together like this since they had met. In high school, it meant they were ne...

Heather contacted me out of the blue after being very scarce for over a year.   She had been in a serious long-term relationship and she begged me to stop my incessant flirting.   She didn't block me though, seeming to love keeping me at bay while also keeping me on a thin string.  
My seductress knows the power she has over men, me being one of them, and likes it - knowing she can have me just about whenever she wants at this point.   She really rocked my world early on and our short run had culminated ...

My corporate job took me all over the world. With more than a hundred travel days a year, I'd become quite the experienced traveler.
I'd stayed in exotic places, slept in luxurious hotels, and dined like royalty.
This is the story of what happened on one of those trips.
Last year, I was sent to Berlin to pitch a multi-million-dollar deal. It involved long, tedious days of back-to-back meetings--and just as many fancy dinners with potential clients....

"Ok... after a quarter turn these should all line up and then..."
CLICK
"Ugh, finally!" she triumphantly thought to herself as she grabbed the key from the lockbox and rushed to the door.
Kitty had been stuck on this puzzle for almost 20 minutes now and what little patience she had long since burnt away like the candles dribbling wax down the walls....

What were the chances? Pt. 2
A rekindled love affair.
The doorbell rang, I heard my wife Lucy say, "Chris is here! I'll get the door," as she walked to the foyer to welcome her guest.
My wife and Chris have history. Only 18 months of history, but long enough that I knew she used to be very fond of him. Chris, he's a man that lets his obscenely fat dick do his thinking. Lucy does her best thinking on her back, and they did a lot of thinking together....

The next day, they both got ready in a grave silence. Looking through her closet, Abigail was dreading what to wear. It was meant to be a humdrum day with a busy night out. Saturday night mass was a constant ritual she couldn't avoid, but afterwards Abigail had begrudgingly agreed to join her younger sister Hayden at a party. After how horrible last night ended, she wanted to wear the plainest thing imaginable to avoid getting noticed by Father Michael or any wandering eyes at the party. She knew she'd have...

Liam told me to be ready and I was. I waited, hard and restless, until he walked into my room, dropped the towel, and told me to suck his cock. What started as a filthy, slow blowjob turned into something way more intense. Liam finally said it: he wants to fuck me. And I want him to.
"I wanna fuck you," Liam growled. "I've been horny looking at that ass since this evening."...

The Writer sat at his laptop and keyed-in the title of his newest erotic short story. This time instead of fiction, he would write an exposé of his true sex life. He would expose it as truly vanilla, plain, and boringly ordinary. During this latest entry of his collection of semi-steamy works, he would confess that all his stories were lies and falsehoods. They were pure poppycock perpetrated for the amusement of others with the sole intent of perhaps feeling not alone in the Universe. This is a common situ...

Due to popular demand, I decided to write a 2nd part to this story. Thanks for the feedback. Cuck police will want to scroll past once again, those who love stories of dirty wives doing unthinkable things with large groups of men with the support of their loving husband may enjoy.
It had been over a year since a drunken chat had changed our lives forever. We had been watching porn together and Linzi had revealed her fantasy of starring in a video herself. We had both only been with each other as we were ...

Author's Note:
When posting a story in Loving Wives, I think it is important to let everyone know what kind of story they are getting, since there are a lot of different expectations in this category, so I want people to know whether or not they should invest the time in reading this.
This is a story of a woman who is seduced unto having sex with other men, whose husband is incredibly turned on by her exercising that freedom....

Kai was unlike anyone I had ever met. She had this magnetic chaos to her--beautiful, yes, but more than that. She didn't hide her hunger, didn't dull herself to fit in. She was bold. Unashamed. Her need to be seen was as deep as my habit of watching from the shadows.
We met on a rainy day. She came in soaked and dripping, all legs and smirks and curiosity. And from that first moment, we were circling each other. Testing limits. Trading tension. We played games in silence, in stolen glances, in the privat...

In my last story you may have read about a very wild weekend with my buddy Dave.
Carol and I enjoyed great sex with each other after the session with Dave. We relived it several times, either by memory or looking at the copy of the photos Dave sent to us.
It has been a year now since that time and we hadn't done anything off the wall for a while. Carol has flashed some truckers on the interstate a few times, but that's about it....

One summer in college, sick of selling frozen yogurt at the mall, I decided to venture out on my own and start a cleaning business. There was a wealthier neighborhood a short bike ride away from campus, and I knew that if I could just get a few well-paying clients, I wouldn't have to work nearly as many hours. Fortunately, within the first couple weeks of posting ads on Facebook and in the local coffee shops, I was starting to get some phone calls with requests for cleaning, and was soon heading out for my ...

Robert of the Roundtable Ch 03
Robert's first few weeks as a knight
This series is fiction--a mash-up of the Arthurian legend, the medieval rivalry between the Normans (in modern day France) and the Saxon-Celts (in Britain), the Crusades and the interplay of politics and religion in the Middle Ages. Let me warn you. There are many anachronisms--but this is the story of a few unusual men during a time about which little is really known with certainly. Everyone who engages in sexual activity is over 18-...

The plane smelled like badly recirculated air and off brand peanuts, and as I walked down the narrow aisle, bumping elbows and dodging knees, I kept replaying the last thing Ami said to me.
"You're pathetic. I need, no I fucking deserve, a real man. Real men not some fucking law graduate loser."
Row 22. Window seat. I didn't look up when I passed row 14, the one we sat in on our trip to London. I could still picture her there, curled up in the window seat with my hoodie around her shoulders, legs fold...

Chapter 2
Back in the mix of the party, Brooklyn was grateful for the dim lighting, knowing that she had to be flushed from the heat she was still feeling. As she tried to reengage with the party, she felt her phone buzz. A smile broke across her face as she looked at the dim screen showing a text from an unknown number. "I know she's your friend and all, but I'm really trying not to hold it against her that she interrupted what has possibly been the best night of my life in a long time. What are your pl...

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This is a work of fiction.


Any resemblance to actual locations or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.


All characters are 18 or older.

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She enjoyed our divorce much more than I did. For me it was tumultuous. For her it was freedom. At 25 she had a revelation. She hadn't slept around enough. That's a crude way of putting it. We had been together two years, m...