I suppose that when it comes to wanting to watch your wife with another man my story is pretty much like everyone else's. At least at the start. For a long time I've had a desire to see my wife make it with another man. My wife is very active during sex, legs flailing and kicking, her body bouncing up and down on the bed, her hands constantly grabbing and...
This is madness, Nancy thought, as she stretched out on a deck chair by the hotel swimming pool, rubbing lotion on her body, using sunglasses to protect her eyes from the bright glare of the afternoon sun. She had arrived early in the morning, checking in at the Miami Beach hotel and registering for the teacher's convention before noon. The convention was...
The divorce from my dad hit my 45 year old mum Naziesh very hard. They had been married for 25 years, had me, set up the business, travelled the world and done so much together. It also caused a storm in our close knit Bangladeshi muslim community in Enfield. People disapproved and let them know it too. Dads affair with Chanette, his sexy black PA who was 2...
Chapter 4 The next morning after getting myself dolled up, I headed in to the office. As I logged on to my computer, I saw that Natasha sent me my first appointment. Apparently Anya was out again, so I was to report to Mr. Kelly's office at 8:30, and to text Natasha when I got done. The last time I saw Mr. Kelly, I had my pretty red lips wrapped around his...
I wanted her the moment she walked in the bar. I had been driving all day on my way to visit some old friends in western Massachusetts. It was late and I decided to get a drink then head back to the sleazy motel just down the road and get up early. The bar was empty except for the bald headed bar tender with a pot belly and an old guy by himself at a back ta...
Author's note: I actually read a story with this story line about 6 - 7 years ago which I used for this idea. Without being able to go back and check the original story I did do my best to try to make this one my own. Thanks Karen for the editing. The rest of the evening had been an absolute blur. Somehow you had managed to get your clothes in some sembla...
“David, what are you doing here?” Roger gasped as the last weakening streams of sperm splashed against Mary’s womb. “I work in the mall receiving warehouse. I have a delivery for Mary,” David said. “Jan works for her. Man I’ve always wanted to fuck Mary. She’s such a hot looking bitch.” “Look Mary, we’ve got hard black cock for you to fuck,” Roger gasped a...
Author’s Note: A Game for Kelly was written three years ago for my ex-girlfriend as part fantasy, part reality. I have been lucky in that I generally receive good responses to this story; even though I am never completely satisfied with it and to date still find typos and parts that I want to change (if I ever had the time). A friend of mine recently menti...
Her mother was out drinking again. Mirin didn't care, it gave her free reign over the flat allowing her to have three of her four sluts around her legs; Susan was absent due to work. Despite awakening to their purposes as females, appearances were important, as was money. Mirin wouldn't stand for her bitches living in poverty. At least while they carried her...
Parked in the driveway of the home she now shared with Frost, Caitlin carefully took off the coat she'd worn all throughout her workday and bundled it into the passenger seat. She knew full well that it was her six month anniversary with Frost, and as different as they were, Frost was the same person as her. Doubtless she knew it too and had something planne...