Marie, Hannes, short for Johannes, and I, Matti, short for Matthäus, German for Matthew, first met at a Lutheran youth conference in Augsburg. When we met again in Berlin, all studying theology, we were delighted to be together again, just close friends, theology students without the sexual under- or overtones that other students probably had. This was long...
----- Como siempre, para mi mama. (Like always, for my mother.) ----- I did not want to be there, especially with the guitar weighing me down. The crowd made me uncomfortable as soon as I opened the door. I had made a decision though; my discomfort meant nothing. I looked around the off-campus hangout; it was surprisingly large for a non-franchise coffeeh...
Author's Note: In the summer of 2013, I was on a road trip along the less touristic parts of Europe. This story was inspired by long highway roads and the solitary rest stops along these routes. Hours of driving across barren pastures; some with vegetation, some with wilderness, all mesmerized me. Upon returning from my road trip, I started this story, wrote...
My cuckolding story began when fate pushed a coworker and me together on a a company-sponsored training program. Those first few days together led to an extramarital relationship that lasted a couple years. It is a story of interracial sex and infidelity unlike any story I have seen on any internet site. I think it might be of interest to women in marriages...
When I was young we moved into a neighborhood of moderate income. I was the middle child of three boys. We had the typical rearing that most would say might have been normal. Of course in our young eyes we were rich. We went to the local five star restaurants nearby. You know them, McDonalds, What-a-Burger, Burger King and lest I forget, the ever famous Fren...
Author's Note:- I wish to thank all my readers and fans for their support during these two months. I have received both praise and criticism on my works and I appreciated it all. I had always loved writing ever since I was able to hold a pencil. The past few years had been challenging years for me, and I abandoned quite a bit of my writing. I am very slowly...
What an evening - and what an afternoon! - I thought to myself: both girls wanting to lick the other's pussy with my cock in it, and then all this with Tim. And he certainly hadn't objected! And we were going to do it again! If he had been bothered about letting us use the room, wondering what we did, he knew now and had the promise that he would be part of...
You will remember from Part 1 of this event, my neighbor and his friend ejaculated on and in my wife, who was mortified that it happened and in front of an audience of the wives of these men. She said she did not want to see our older "ex friends" again. Well, I thought that was that. However, about a week and a half later, Otto rang the doorbell and when...
Her fingers really explored further. I sometimes teased myself, starting slowly with my fingers like hers were, trying to hold off touching my pussy, until they just couldn't resist. I felt almost like that now, and my fingers did too, but they weren't on my pubic mount. That didn't stop them from also exploring further. Pat moaned very softly. What were we...
I was waiting in the foyer, like always. He was a couple of minutes late, like always. His eyes found me sitting and he sensed the change. No urgent pace, no wet kiss. He sensed it was 'the talk'. "I told him about us," I said, "but it's good with him." "So why are you sitting here?" "I need to know if it's good with you too." I continued on. "You haven'...