So back stoy., Married and have been exchange pics with an old friend that I had in highschool who is now top of my MILF list. Over years I probably have gotten of to her 50-70 times for each time I got off to my wife. (Known her almost twice as long as my wife). I'm out camping with some of the guys for a guys week. Snapchating her. Before bed she sends me bondage videos that's she horny and watching. So I watch get off in my solo tent and try to sleep. ...which I can't because every time I do I get hot image of fucking her. So I let her know that and she says "tell me what you see".
So below is story I come up with for her...hopefully you guys enjoy....this is also first story I've ever written

Well...we meet for coffee. You with we-vibe in and plug. And catch up, with occasional instruction via phone. Every instruction you follow I increase vibrations. Eventually leading to instruction to go to bathroom and take pic of both in you. Which you do. And I tell you to cum.
Before you come back I leave my room key and instructions on table and leave.
Instructions consist of wearing short skirt and thong. With sexy bra and button shirt and to show up to my room with plug in and all yours toys. It also tells you how to beuave when you enter the room
1) lock door 2) do not talk unless told to 3) address me as sir or master 4)get on hnds and knees and crawl to the bed. 5) place toys neeatly on end of the bed. 6) crawl to side of bed Len over it and lift skirt. 7) safe word is red
Which after you had done what was described. Id come over from my chair that I watched all this from.
And with my belt give you a couple slaps on your ass. Tell you that they were for "being such a slutty tease all these years". Then I'd run your ass gently as I contemplate your toys.
Then I'd vary between slapping and using one of your vibrators on your slit...for every year we've known each other.
Once that was done I'd have you get up and move to a chair/coffee table (which ever is there or would work better) and tie you bent over it legs apart arms behind you. Boobs would be tied up and tied to chair so if you tried to stand it'd tighten and pull them.
This is where I'd usually wake up. Varied decisions. Spank you, use your mouth/ass/pussy and then cum in/on (if on repeat until your covered) , leave you tied with vibrator, use vibrator to get you to edge of cumming and not let you (obvious punishment if you do). Bunch of hot good options
I'd untie after a while and we'd take shower. Definitely fuck in shower.
We'd then end up in bed. You giving me slow blow job as you fucked yourself with a toy.
We'd probably sleep at this point. Then once we awoke I'd tie your hands behind you and have you ride me.
Thought about tying you up with message like "this is my punishment for being a my masters slut please ignore me and replace towels" and leaving you for room service while I did something nearby.

I confess to having an affair with a student.

I am a UK uni lecturer. I'm gym fit and have been on the end of flirting before but have never acted on it. I am married and have no desire to jeopardise that. But then I started taking risks.... a faceless tinder profile for one.

I ended matching with a 20 yo from my uni. After messaging, I determine she doesn't do my subject and is based at the other end of the uni. She is hot, and has a really specific look that I find particularly hot... alternative, coloured hair, hairy armpits, lots of eye makeup. She's 5'8" with dark brown hair, lots of tatts and a confident London/South East accent.

After some messaging, it starts getting really hot. She is in an open relationship, and likes submitting to married men, then being dom with her bf.

"I'll do the things your wife won't. Push me down, spit in my mouth. Make me tongue your arsehole. My only conditions are that you go down on me first, and that you raw cum in my cunt".

Normally I play safe, but to be honest, safety went out the window. I asked why she insisted on raw. Her reply "my bf licks it out. He'll len rim me as I cum on my vibe and then I might let him fuck me".

Long story short - we met in a pub, had a pint and then she invited me back to hers. Bf was shut in the living room while we headed to her bedroom. The sex was wild.... sweaty, rough and I hit my dominant stride. She throated my cock with her spit running off my balls, rimmed my arse and came hard on my tongue with my finger rubbing her arsehole. I fucked her hard and rough... not for her but to take what I needed. She was making a fair bit of noise (probably for the bf's benefit). Eventually, when I was ready, I sprayed deep inside her while she was on her back with her legs over my shoulders. We were coated in sweat and the stink of sex was pretty ripe.

She winked, said "I'd definitely love that again, but you need to find your way out now as it's his turn".

I headed out and as the door closed, I caught sight of the bf heading to her room. I knew him. He did my course. My stomach sank, even though he did not see me.

I said that we really needed to know what was going on. I announced that I would need instruments for this and that he would need to let me do.. The idea of ​​putting him a speculum gave me an adrenaline rush. When I spoke about retractors he started to be very anxious and he asked me just why. He wanted to know if there was not another way to do it. I told him that with X-rays there was no need to go inside but that I personally preferred that method.

He was distraught. He clung to the idea of ​​X-rays and wanted to know why we would not simply choose that. I told him some more random things, like because we started like this, and that now it was too late, that I had already chosen..

He was so confused. I told him that I understood he was nervous but that he would nevertheless be examined this way. I had now three good reasons to justify it and I named them to him: the monitoring of his prostate, finding the cause of his erections and teaching him to control his needs.

He resigned himself and I told him that it was for his own good. I said we had to finish the night, I took my cream and my gloves, kissed him and went out. As I walked to my room I felt scandalous. How far would that lead me? I realized that the next step, buying material to set up sessions, went beyond a simple impulse. I fell asleep reassured to have had a wise thought.

In the morning I was no more sure of anything. I was seeing my son's anxiety when he suddenly pulled me out of my thoughts. "When are you going to use instruments?" It made me feel like an electric shock. He don't asked if I was going to do it, but when! The runaway train in my head got back on the rails.

I answered without thinking. "Soon honey, I have first to choose them." He went to school and his question turned in my head. When? I imagined what he was feeling. "Mom will investigate me. She is going to spread me with instruments." Of course I was going to do it! My poor bit of restraint was already flying away.

I took my keys, my wallet and I left for the pharmacy. I felt unfair doing it while he was at school but I loved that feeling. I started to switch the painting gloves for real examination gloves and the moisturizer with medical lubricant.

Then came the matter of the speculum. I did not know how to make my request. I explained that it was for a tinkering, to help my son to fill balloons.. I don't know if it was credible but all I saw was a plastic one, of average size. I was not enthusiastic at all but I took it as it was was the only model on sale.

I came home disappointed. Do I had to be happy with this plastic thing that could even harm if it broke? I wanted something more suitable and I decided to see what I could find online. And there I came across unexpected things! There was something for everyone. And I arrived after a while where I was the most enthralled.

It was a medical supply site. I went to the gastroenterology section and there I found myself like in a candy shop. Stainless steel everywhere, and what I would call beautiful objects. It was quite expensive, but really something else than my wretched single-use speculum. It was not even going to be used! I stopped my research and created my account on the spot. My fingers got in a muddle on the keyboard as I was like in a fever

I ordered two very technical ones, specifically made for the anus. The most expensive, of radial type, was a kind of long cylinder with multiple blades overlapping each other and opening somewhat like a camera lens, and a four way expander, bigger, which opens in an inverted cone shape. It is an assembly of four sort of "spoons" with a deployment in a V that act rather over the rectal walls than the anal area.