I'd had a crush on Mac for about five years and had often fantasised about fucking him. You could tell just by looking at him, that you knew he would fuck you long and hard. Hubby was well aware that I would love to have Mac slide inside me at the drop of a hat; he even offered to set it up. We'd teased each other in our local pub but always in a banter...
You wake up to someone rolling you over. Still groggy with sleep, you don't realize what is happening until you feel your arms grabbed and a body straddling you. You wake all the way up, fear shooting through you as you feel a strap go around one wrist and then the other. The straps are tight and you struggle to get free. You recognize the scent of your mas...
"Open your mouth Helen" I heard from my left side. I opened my mouth expecting another cock. No cock, just a clear tube inserted into my mouth. "Here's where it gets real interesting for you Helen," he began, "keep fucking my friend there and start sucking the cum out of your ass". Suck the cum? From Where? My ass? Fucking like a beast in heat I sucked in o...
AUTHORS NOTE: While not a fan of multiple POV, the story concept felt best served by both perspectives. Written for a great fan. You know who you are, B. Enjoy. * The chirp of the cell phone pulled her from the edge of sleep. She knew it would be him before she saw his name. "Hey, you," she greeted. "What time is it there?" "A little after seven." She al...
The walls glowed with the flickering orange of the dancing candlelight. Smooth jazz softly reverberated throughout the cozy room. I glanced at the clock anxiously waiting for the time to arrive. Was time even advancing, I wondered? I walked to my bedroom door and locked it. Reassuring myself that there would be no outside interruptions. I then lay down on th...
The base beat of the music pounding through the room was the same as the pulse pounding through his body. Adam sat on a sofa in the basement of the frat house, a Friday night party swirling around him, his eyes on the small blond who knelt between his legs. Her tight black dress was like a second skin, hugging the firm breasts that were too big to be natural...
The dream began with me in a darkened room, only a small light next to the bed, casting a soft, warm light. The chair painted in white, a Regency style chair, red fabric on the back, seat and arms. The bed, double, large, with me viewing from the side, tan or yellow covers on it, difficult to see in the light. And bars at either end, but difficult to see exa...
The melody was the gentle twanging of oud and qanun and the whistling drone of the nay, rising above the babble of voices that filled the katra. Serving women in bell-bedecked layered skirts and vests moved through the laughing, singing crowd bearing steaming dallahs of coffee and karak chai, and sweetened tamar and laban, and fortified wines. Here and there...
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I am writing this at the request of my husband, swinging sister and friendly admirers. To you critics that don't like my stories or experiences: why do you read them or why are you on this site? What did you expect from an adult site titled "Loving Wives" anyway? My stories and fantasies are based on actual experiences and their purpose is to share with open...