Foreword A short Loving Wives piece this time. No wimpy cuck husband, no BBC, and no slut-wife or BTB revenge. This is a short scene about a husband and wife and some spice they add to their marriage. Feedback is appreciated. I hope you enjoy the following. Thanks for reading. GA – Thirsk, North Yorkshire – 18th of November 2015. *** "It's porn night,"...
114 chapters plus epilogue. Everyone in the story is specifically stated as being eighteen years old or older. ***** Prologue The Great Father wound his way through the destruction sickened by the death around him. A once thriving village lay in a heap of smoldering ruins. The bodies of brave men who had fought to protect their families were scattered lik...
It was not our first time. We went to a club in San Fransisco once and it was strange, but fun. We didn't play with others that time; but it was oddly thrilling to see other people fucking and sucking so openly and we surprised ourselves, and each other, by stripping down (in our own little spot) and having sex in the club; that was way past what we thought...
A few weeks ago, for our 10th anniversary trip, my wife and I finally saved up enough to go to a resort in the Bahamas. This was a long time coming, but we didn't really have any plans to do anything, we were just going to wing it. No kids. No work. No worries. No plans. Just make it up when we got there. Our only plan was that we knew for sure was that we w...
My wife Sabrina (28years old) and I (30years old) had been married for 8 years. During this time neither of us had engaged in extra-marital sexual liaisons to my knowledge. Anyway, Sabrina is a very feisty woman in her early 30’s, 5’7”, long dark brown hair, green eyes, about 100lbs with 36d tits. I’m reasonably fit looking with short black hair, brown eyes,...
*** Warning *** This story is written in the second person and is about group sex between married people who aren't married to each other. Please don't read this if those ideas bother you. I don't want anyone to become annoyed because of this piece of fiction that I wrote. Thanks, Gustav Jorgenson *** End Warning *** You and your wife are relaxing at ho...
This story is actually a continuation of "My Wife at the Strip Club," that I wrote a couple of years ago. It may help to read it before reading this story, but not necessary. I apologize for the two year gap between writings, but I had a hard drive crash and thought that I had lost this story amongst many other files. I recently discovered a missing back up...
It was a hot summer's evening and the last of the guests had left. My wife and her best friend, who was staying the night, were upstairs getting the kids to bed while I cleared the debris of the party away in the garden, cleaned up the barbecue and set the dishwasher off in the kitchen. It was still pretty muggy even though it was nearly 8pm so I had remove...
Two nights in the motel near the strip club seemed long enough and I assumed my wife could use a rest after two days of intense sex in which she was introduced to the pleasures of other women. I made sure we awoke, then, in time to check out and with a tentative plan of finding a more upscale motel with a pool and simply spend a night or two relaxing without...
I came home from work early one day and saw a strange car in the driveway. This was not all that unusual, ever since my wife left work to take care of our baby she has friends over quite often, but I didn't recognise the car and that was a little unusual. I walked in the front door and assumed that my wife and whoever was visiting must have gone out since th...