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My Wife Nadia Pt. 08

After having our first kid, there was a significant lull in the action. I was craving the view of Nadia getting fucked again. Then Nadia was pregnant again. Her breasts began to swell, she just barely had a baby bump showing and looked fantastic. One night Matt came over after dinner and we had a movie on, Nadia was upstairs putting the little one to sleep. She came back down in PJ pants and a tank top, obviously showing her breasts off for Matt. Matt was still with his yoga instructor so I had no expectation that anything would happen but it was hot watching her want to tease him or both of us. She obviously got his attention though as it wasn't long until he commented on how large her breasts had gotten. Nadia smiled and grabbed them to tease him. The quiet conversation progressed and we had some laughs. At one point Nadia made a sarcastic comment to Matt. Matt looked at her, smiled, and responded, "I'm sorry, I can't hear you, your shirt is still on." Nadia t

Bad Idea or Good Idea?

Odds are everyone reading this has said something, sometime that they shouldn't have and possibly ended up in a situation that they'd never really wanted to be in - well that was me last night but let's go back a couple of weeks before that first... Jill (my fiance) and I were in bed fooling around when she kind of 'mentioned' that Rachel and Mark would be coming after supper Friday and staying for the weekend. Rachel had been her roommate through college and Mark was Rachel's husband. I'd met Rachel quite a few times when Jill and I started going out. She had dark, wavy hair, a great smile and green eyes that caught your attention immediately. Not that the rest of her didn't catch your eye too...likely 38d, trim waist and an ass that just begged to be touched but seeing as I was with Jill, I kept it to just thoughts. Mark was pretty average - very similar to me. Decent shape, friendly and fun to hang with and have a few beer. Anytime Jill made plans t

The Cockpig Ch. 01

Chapter 1 Cockpig (noun) 1. A subspecies of Homo Sapiens, a cockpig is a subhuman variant, socially ranked below beta males, females, and animals. Cockpigs are born to serve and obey superior males, worship cocks, and suffer. Naturally submissive and inferior, their normal habitat is at the feet of an alpha male. The cockpig came to me a virgin. Never been fucked. Never sucked cock. I know that's hard to imagine, looking at it now. It's hard to even imagine it as a person, walking around free, making its own decisions and interacting with others as an equal, but that's what it was like when we met. It's been a long, slow process to get it to what you see now, this thing that grovels at my feet, waiting for whatever I choose to do with it. When we met, the cockpig was a timid, needy young fag. It had a name, but I don't really recall what it was. Evan, Eric, Ethan...something like that. He hit me up on Recon after reading my profile. Told me how much he wanted to s

Holiday to Remember

This episode of my life occurred last year, before Covid emerged and the world changed beyond recognition. I was in the first year of my English degree -- I'm now in the second -- and had arranged with friends to go to Tenerife. I'm not sure who's idea it was. It certainly wasn't mine, but whoever thought of it, must have had Tenerife confused with Ibiza, Magaluf or Ayi Napa. If you weren't aware, Ibiza, Magaluf and Ayia Napa are the main European holiday destinations for eighteen to thirty-year-olds, whereas Tenerife is reserved those about to retire. We had no idea what Tenerife was like, but the moment we disembarked the plane, it was clear we'd made a big mistake. We were the youngest in the airport by about forty years, and that isn't an exaggeration. If the lack of anyone our age at the airport didn't set our alarm bells ringing, then it did when we arrived at the hotel. There was only one couple below sixty -- and that wasn't by much. The ch

Older Woman Discovers Wild Sex

As I looked in the full body mirror, I saw a well kept older woman. I must admit that as good as I looked, I didn't feel good about myself. Where had the years gone? My children are all grown up and my husband of 25 years has flown the coop so to speak. He found a much younger woman to play with and so a divorce was inevitable. Do the math. I am 57 years old and my competition is 25. But really, my ex is a scumbag and I say good riddance. And so I am ready to party. My best girlfriend, Flo, is picking me up and we will be heading to a local bar for drinks and whatever. I've dressed in my most sluttiest outfit. I feel so naughty! Flo arrives and she joins me in the living room for a quick drink before we leave. "Well honey, you do look good! Ready for a good time?" "Ready, willing, and able, Flo. But to tell you the truth I am a bit nervous." "Listen up Alice. Nothing to be nervous about. If nothing happens tonight, don't you fret cause I'm read