This story is total fiction. My other stories had a substantial portion of true life experiences but this on is pure fiction. Hope you enjoy. Feedback is always welcome even from those hiding behind the anonymous name. I just delete your nasty comments and take to heart the helpful ones. I have used the familiar names as they are easier for me to remember....
Dreams of BlackPreg; more Black cocks for Susan Down stairs, I jerked off three times and was finally able to get to sleep at about 3 a.m. While the noises from upstairs had diminished quite a bit, I drifted off to the rhythmic creak of their bed. I'm pretty sure I drifted off. Strange dreams flitted in and out of my unconsciousness. Once I saw my wife in...
I'm Mike and here I' am living upstairs in the upper flat of an old once broken down duplex once owned by my wife Stacy's grandfather. Oh, I need to correct that statement. Stacy is my ex-wife now. Let me tell you a little about this old place I live in today. It's one of those typical old Victorian style homes that have been converted into two living area...
If you have been following the story of my fascination with wife sharing and watching, you know my ex-wife had an affair with my friend Charles in our home, virtually under my nose. I remember her risqué flirting with him and how it aroused me, but I was never certain whether infidelity happened. I always suspected them. I ultimately discovered that she was...
It was shortly after 6pm. The temperature was 92 ℉. It had been hot as hell all afternoon with no apparent relief in sight. On top of that, the relative humidity was at 90%. Combining the heat and humidity of this July evening, most found the simple act of breathing arduous. Furthermore, a harsh glare from the sun cut through the palpably thick air to bring...
After finishing the household chores Pooja entered her bedroom where she found her husband Ravi busy with his laptop. "Must be watching porn," Pooja thought and she was correct too as Ravi quickly closed the web page he was browsing. Pooja saw him closing the web page but she ignored it and climbed on the bed beside him. "So how was the day," Ravi asked....
I want to thank Wolf Vixen for her help in catching what I never see. So sit back and think o yourself what would you have done if you were Ron. * You ever try and catch smoke in your hands? It's pretty much impossible and that's what I feel my chances are of salvaging my marriage right now. Putting the genie back into the bottle is probably not going to h...
It had been four years since Bill left the neighborhood and it fell largely to me to keep the wife active as a slut and in the D/s lifestyle she'd adopted. In what follows it should be appreciated that by this time I no longer cared who in the neighborhood knew she'd been Bill's slut, that Bill let other men fuck her and that she was still active as a slut....
Among all the sentences in the English language, there are few that are more chilling than "I need to tell you something." The words that follow that sentence are rarely anything the listener wants to hear. Confessions are confessions for a reason: a secret has been kept. That secret may be harmful or embarrassing – or both. For that reason, many secrets are...
Thanks to jo for the wonderful editing and helpful suggestions. ******** I'm not a wimp. I may be a fool but I'm not a wimp. What happened to me shouldn't happen to my worst enemy. Right now I'm sitting with my head in my hands wondering just how in the hell I got to where I am. I have been royally fucked and to some it looks like I asked for it or at l...