We climbed in to Neil's car, a 5 series BMW, with Neil insisting that my dress be above my waist revealing my pussy and stocking tops, and inserting the handle of my hairbrush into my cunt on the journey to my house. Like a good slut, I willingly obeyed, slipping the brush hand in and out of my smooth pussy, legs wide apart and spiked heels resting on his da...
My wife Cindy and I were raised in church and had been going to the same one for a long time when we decided to visit other churches to see how their services were. We wanted to visit a black church because we always heard they were very interactive and exciting. First, there was music and singing and people were dancing and running around touching each oth...
I came down stairs this morning very early, to join my husband James for breakfast. This is not a common occurrence as James usually leaves for the office very early, but today for whatever reason, I awoke unusually early, feeling very horny and wicked. I decided to join James wearing only a Black see through long robe with a ridiculously high pair of black...
In writing for Mormon Chicks stories I get feedback from Mormon women telling me about their affairs. These usually aren't enough to tell a full story. I've decided to take a few from the inbox and put them on the site. ***** PRIVATE FEEDBACK FROM CADEE - December 2012 Hi. All your Mormon Chicks stories seem to come from Utah. I wanted to remind you that...
Thanks to GToast for editing this story. * "Yeah, fuck you bitch! You got exactly what you deserved," Michael said out loud as he sat at his computer. With a smug smile on his face he clicked back to the new story list and began searching for another. "I've got time for one more 'burn the bitch' story before Frannie gets home." Every evening Michael sa...
WARNING: To the readers of my romance stories who like a happy ending. This is not one of those stories. I have had comments from some readers on a couple stories that they wished I had included more details on what happened with the ex-wife. They said they wanted to see some kind of revenge. This is for those readers. This is a torch the bitch story. No sex...
I was gently awakened from my deep slumber as James' lips softly brushed my cheeks. Turning my face to his, with my eyes adjusting to the daylight. He smiled kindly and whispered. "Breakfast is served. I'll see you at seven tonight and stick to the rules!" He turned on his heels and strolled out of the bedroom, down the stairs and out the front door on his...
Max spread her white asscheeks apart and looked at his new prey: a pink asshole and a wet, pink pussy. He stuck a finger in her asshole, and Brenda panicked. "Not there," she cried. "Too big." "Easy slut," Max said with a laugh. "I'm just getting the lay of the land. There'll be plenty of time for that later. Right now I want your married wet cunt." He po...
My wife Judy is a fucking whore. Not that I am going to let her know that I know what she does with other men. I'm the guy that got a couple of friends to help me catch her and I'm the guy that decided to write the stories. My problem was that I'm one of those naive bastards that goes through life not suspecting a thing. I like to look at a nice ass and a...
During thirteen years of matrimony, Ingrid and I produced two wonderful children and never seemed to be able to climb out of debt. We could not divorce if we wanted to and my God, we often wanted to. The house we share, a Craftsman bungalow on the northern edge of Marston Hill, has witnessed the steady dissolution of our marriage, the breaking of our bonds,...