Debbie was a slut. She'd been one the entire time I'd known her and that had been almost ten years. Since the eleventh grade. For some strange reason known only to God my wife Tammy and Debbie have become best friends. Even though Debbie was a round heeled slut I'd never fucked her. Not that I didn't want to because the girl was hot! Seriously hot!! But jus...
Not much sex in this story. Just thought you should know. Thanks again to "Gypsies" for editing my story. How do you know if your wife is cheating on you? Is it a change in her mood? Does she leave the house in the evening? Does she always want to go out with the girls? Or, any number other of the hundreds of things to look for? Mine is just a gut feeling...
Many thanks to Techsan for editing this story. * It was a busy Saturday at the supermarket in our small Scandinavian town. Short of parking spaces at the supermarket as usual when my wife and I went there to shop. I did as usual; instead of driving around and searching, I stopped my Toyota Rav4 in a strategic place and when a space became empty, I usually...
It had been three weeks since my wife's greatest sexual experience, when five different Black guys fed her cocks the size of which she never thought possible or that she would have the capability to accept such weapons inside her. We had enjoyed many nights since the event, watching the video I shot of my cheating slut wife worshipping the black cocks. Brand...
Many thanks to Techsan for his editing of this story. * I, known as The Jailbird, was a famous man in our small Scandinavian town. I was sure that people envied me because I had dared to do what many of them probably had only dreamed about. My real name is Wilmer Steen: Wilmer after some distant relative in Minnesota, which wasn't very funny when I was ki...
Scandinavian countries have very high tax levels and therefore I was attending this two-day's conference about some new taxes and the legal ways to avoid them. It was held at a nice conference hotel famous for the rumors about the wild nightlife. The first day had been interesting and useful. After the usual conference dinner we were three guys who had found...
A short story showing the trials and tribulations that a marriage can bring. No hard sex. Nobody physically damaged. No editors mentally stretched. Please enjoy! +++++++++++++ Dring Dring ...... Dring Dring ...... Dring Dring...... I looked up from the TV that I was watching, and came back into the real world as my mobile went off on the table in front...
The first time Madeleine and I looked at each other's eyes was in the hotel breakfast restaurant in a small Scandinavian town. She gave me a sweet smile, which I remembered the whole day. There was dance in the hotel bar in the evening and I got a happy feeling when I found her there. During our first and only dance I offered her a drink, which she accepted....
Hi. I'm Joe. I am a lying, cheating bastard. How do I know? My girlfriend told me so. I mean my ex-girlfriend told me so. I don't know how she gets off calling me a bastard. My parents were married. And cheating? Well, it's not cheating if you are not married is it? Lying? Well, that part is a little bit true. This is my story; when I am done telling it you...
Annie and I dated at the end of college, and for around a year or two afterwards into the working world. In many respects we had a wonderful, loving relationship. I'd always thought of myself on the vanilla side, but with a few kinks and fixations. Annie is, shall we say, unrestrained. She came to terms with her bisexuality during our relationship, and we...