Chapter 2 -- Tracy's perspective Warning-this fictional story series includes a cheating wife, interracial sex with black men, and a husband who watches and kind of likes it. If this sort of story is not appealing for you, or is offensive, then no need to waste your time and read on. Tracy hung up the phone after just talking with her husband Sam, feeling...
I had just moved into my new place in a large apartment complex. What with the moving expenses, new furniture, and some minor repair costs, I was living fairly low budget. The building was in good repair, but not exactly upscale. There were a few damaged walls and a slight odour, but nothing I couldn't fix myself. I had just moved in a week before and had ye...
It was late, way after two and Caro was wide awake. Today was a work day and she needed sleep but it was being elusive. Her mind was racing way too fast, her thoughts were riding a giant merry-go-round. It had been two days since Frank had fucked her senseless on his sofa. Caro had never known sex could be that way; pounding, driving, all consuming. Once she...
Chapter 3 Tie me up, blindfold me, and make me blow you. "Let me show you what else, I bought," said Linda. Unable to concentrate on what Linda bought at the mall, he was still reeling over Phil seeing his wife topless in his bedroom and naked out by the pool. His erection grew bigger with the thought of Phil seeing his 45-year-old wife in her most sexy l...
My wife, Sam has become used to me going out on the last Tuesday evening of every month to a photography club in town. I have been a keen photographer since I was a young kid, but what she didn't realize until now is that this was a photography club with a difference. On the famous last Tuesday of each month the guys would get together and pay for a 'model'...
I'm not much of an exhibitionist, but from time to time I get off on that sort of thing. One such time came when I was spending the night with my girlfriend, who was living with her best friend's family at the time. We had just started to wake up the next morning when we were both feeling a little amorous. We fooled around a little bit, and then started ma...
My husband is a pervert. Why do I say this? Because he is constantly thinking about sex, reading erotica, loves experimentation with me, and enjoys trying to get me to be as much of a pervert as he is. We are not swingers nor do we have an open relationship. We have been married for three years and have a very active sex life. I hate to use the word slut so...
Bradly jogged up the stairs to Lydia's room. "Lydia? Sweetheart?" "I'm an awful person." She groaned. "Talk to me, baby." "I can't stop thinking about it." Bradly sighed. "Darguni's dick?" "The whole thing! The... you buried in me, while I'm sucking on him.... I just loved the hell out of it, and now I can't stop thinking about how much I want to do it...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction that came to me in a dream. It contains many sexual practices including straight, gay, and bisexual actions, and is based heavily around transgendered sex and life. There may also be talk and possibly some levels of BDSM. This is not a fantasy, only the imagery of a world unfolding inside my own mind. Chapter Th...
Sylvia was as pissed off as I have ever seen her. Way past pissed. Literally shaking with rage she let me know just exactly how pissed off she was. She made it clear that I exceeded my boundaries and she was about to return the favor. They say a grudge fuck is the best sex you'll ever have. I was about to find out just exactly how true that saying is. She l...