Alcohol! This was the trigger that started the cascade of my marriage destruction. Not excessive drinking by me—Kenneth J. (for Jerome) Hart, 6' 6" tall—or my 5' tall brunette wife, Miola. No, nothing alcoholic crossed my lips that night. It's just that I can't drink, and she knew it. Somehow, I'm missing a gene or something, because one beer, or small glas...
As my wife and I were fooling around last night, I asked her if she would answer a naughty question. We really get off when we "talk dirty". She was jacking my cock while using one of her vibrators on it. It feels really good when she holds the vibrator on the underside of my head while she slowly masturbates the shaft. We were high (hey, we live in a sta...
Chapter 2 Even rich, privileged women have dirty secrets and sexual fantasies. Butter would melt in her mouth, and her smile, when cast in a man's direction, would make him do anything she asked. She was the type of woman that so many lust over but that few ever have. Educated, articulate, intelligent, witty, and funny, she had the charm, the confident poi...
Lucille and Bruce (Part 1. Introduction) This story is total fantasy and has no relationship to real life or experience. There is no underage sex or cruelty. ***** It is difficult to understand how Lucille and her husband Bruce Ross had ended up being so involved with one of the local lads, Brian and his mother Mrs Alice Miller. The families were such opp...
I gazed happily at my toes, which were buried in the blindingly white sand of the beach at the all-inclusive Caribbean resort. My wife sat next to me in her bikini, and I caught her eye as a beach waiter placed an ice-cold Corona for each of us on the table between our chairs. Perspiration beaded off the bottles. The waiter, having made sure that we needed n...
One of my first girlfriends was called Tracy (her actual name, not changed). I went out with her for some time and I particularly remember that she let me fuck her on our first date, and because we had no condoms I had to pull out at the last minute and cum on the ground between her legs. I remember it as though it were yesterday – we'd just got off the bus...
'I hate the flash - not my face.' 'No problem .. just stay like that.' Taking my first pictures of her now exposed breast, the low battery warning flashing, giving my wife the chance to comment again about how things get 'too complicated.' Something like this was also a reminder that electricity from a socket has the advantage of reliability, though with th...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer. This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold. This wa...
It was always a turn on for Sam when his wife's teacher friend Kristen flirted with him. But she was married to Sam's friend Brian, happily by all accounts, so Sam convinced himself the flirting was going nowhere. That's why he was so surprised when Kristen's flirting took a more aggressive turn when the two couples went out for dinner on Saturday night. K...
A little over 6 months ago, my wife and I got into a big fight about her not having taken care of my sexual needs for quite some time, that ended with her agreeing to a semi open marriage in order to fix the problem. What that meant was that she'd go out once a week to get the more aggressive kind of sex I couldn't give her. But, since she's the jealous type...