In the mid-eighties, before the internet became a household necessity, I married a good-looking Midwestern girl named Hannah. We were both twenty-one years old and full of hopes, dreams and sexual prowess. Like anyone else in that age group, I had no desire to hear anyone speak to me of the wisdom that comes with experience. I lived a full nine years in blis...
Warning!!! The central male figure in this story gets cuckolded! Those of you, for whom this is a problem, should go on to something different. If you do decide to read on, please know that I have intended to portray him as an exceptionally strong character and anything but a wimp! However successful I have been doing that is, of course, in the eyes of the r...
Preface While the title of the story might remind you of the Hindi movie Woh Saat Din, this story's inspiration actually comes from another Hindi movie Road. It certainly is not a rip-off of that movie with liberal dosage of sexual episodes. The movie had a few hints on cuckolding and I wished the Director had spent a little more time on that aspect. Unfort...
Please note, this is a cuckold story I had stupidly made a pass at my wife's friend, Claire, the week before when she was round at our house for drinks with my wife. When I say 'stupidly,' I mean it was both drunkenly clumsy as I'd been out the dating game for quite a while and it was never going to happen, especially when my wife was only in the bathroom u...
FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 13, 2009. "I hope you haven't drunk too much as you could be in here for quite a while," Max smiled, ushering me inside the Priest's Hole. Tonight was the night of the small dinner party in Function Room One, the night I was expecting to witness the seduction of my wife by Max's boss. Once the four guys had all arrived the first course wa...
My name is Steve Moore and I've been happily married to my wife Kate for almost two years; well I was until last month anyway. This was Kate's first marriage but it was my second. My first marriage ended when I found my wife, Ann, screwing around with one of my now ex-friends, Kenny. My dad always told me, that if you treat your wife like a queen, she would...
Denny's Restaurant -- June, 2005 I was sitting close to the front door, when they walked into Denny's for our late morning breakfast date. She was dressed, as I had instructed her, in a tight white tee-shirt, jeans and casual shoes. I was confident that underneath were a white satin bra and thong set. When she saw me, her face brightened in sexual lust. He...
One sultry late spring evening after chatting with an out of town girlfriend on the internet I accidently stumbled onto what you might call an interesting adult site. It had all kinds of sexual adventures of men and women in various situations. Intrigued I came across a very erotic article about a middle aged couple who were interested in spicing up there ma...
May 30, late night into early morning I drove slowly home watching out for sobriety checkpoints. By the time I got there, a gold-trimmed black Escalade was in our drive. I could see shadows in our bedroom upstairs. I sat out front and across the street from the house for the next hour, just watching shadows play out in the candle light in our bedroom. I op...
Eva had asked her father's friend, Paul to deflower her and introduce her to the joys and pleasures of sex. Paul, an experienced lover, happily obliged and popped her cherry. Her last words to him before she left were: "Don't be surprised if you get some confidential phone calls from some of my friends!" Tina, a shy virgin friend of Eva's had body issues a...