I Must Be The Slut I Am Behind Hubby's Back Ch. 1 It was the night of my husbands new years party. I'm 28 yrs old 5 feet 4, 109 pounds , 38/28/38. I'm Italian with dark skin dirty blonde hair and green eyes. My husband Jason & I had been married for 2 years but he had no idea what his wife was about to become. I had been having these thoughts of doing the...
Warning this is a very explicit BDSM story! * Hi James here again, this is an account of a very unexpected Halloween party that I will never forget. I am a slave master; a BDSM equipment supplier/manufacturer. I will admit to being over 45. I live in a state capital by the ocean. I run a small business making ropes and halyards for sail boats. This wonderf...
An old saying says, "If you don't get the girl you love, love the girl you get." Exactly what I did for fourteen years ago. I was engaged to my dream girl Lottie and looking forward to marry her when she told me that the travel agency where she worked had offered her 6 months job as their guide in Natal, Brazil. Before we met she had been a their guide for o...
I cannot believe a whole year has passed but as I look at the calendar, I see Halloween is approaching and that is when it all started. The company my wife works for decided to have a costume party, well not the company, but my wife's boss decided. Nora was bugging me for costume ideas and I just told her I would wear any costume she decided on. You see that...
I fought with my umbrella as I raced my tired, drained, and totally exhausted body to my car. The cold harsh winter hail and wind tearing across my face felt strangely and wickedly refreshing, tingling my dulled senses - reviving them - quickly, causing me to smile that devilish enticing smile that my lovers have all craved at one time or another. Any one of...
My wife came home from work and announced we had been invited to a party the following weekend. "Sounds good, whose party? and where is it?" were the obvious questions, amongst others that went through my mind as I asked the first of them. "a guy called Frank, he is a friend of my boss, apparently it's a housewarming or something, anyway for some reason...
It has been several months since my latest divorce (my third) was final. It's a beautiful Saturday morning and I'm sitting on the back porch of my home in Walnut Creek savoring my first cigar of the day and a cup of Starbucks (Pike with cream). I always indulge myself in a Starbucks coffee and a cigar on Saturday morning. I have a golf date at my club up the...
This is a true story of what happened to us about three years ago, and continues today. During our 15 years of marriage, we've been very open with each other sexually. We watch porn movies, pictures, erotic stories and telling each other our fantasies. Eight months ago, we decided to open up our sex life and seek out others to join us for sex. I always had...
“Start yakking, Mack. Who are you and what were you doing in that tree?” This came from thug number one. Moe brushed off the bark from his hands and straightened his jacket. Thug number two chimed in. “Maybe he’s a pussy, Al. Pussies like to climb trees.” Thug number one, Al, was middle-aged, thin-faced, and wore a permanently tired expression. He wasn’...
I had worked for Demasi appliances as a salesman for half a decade. It was a good job, good benefits, though the boss, Mr. Demasi was a bit of a dick. He ran the place and made sure everyone knew he was in charge. As long as you bowed your head to him at the right time you had little to worry about. Every year at Christmas time the boss had one big request...