I don't know what makes women go cock crazy. Some fuck a guy at work or get infatuated with a neighbor. Some women would go to a bar and just find a guy to fuck Maybe just fuck a couple of guys and be done with it. The husband doesn't know and everything is fine. My wife told me her sister Joanie was like that. I mean pick up a stranger and fuck him. Go ho...
Because of some events I saw at my neighbor's house earlier today, I was quite excited. The events happened around 9 am. I was taking the dogs out to the back at that time, and in order for me to do it I first open the garage and then go around to the side of the house and to the gate. After leaving them back there I came back to the front and as I rounded t...
Chapter 2 of the Taking Allison series, thank you for all the feedback on Chapter 1, the good and bad. ***** It was late Friday afternoon. Allison sat at her desk, finishing up some tasks at work. She typed diligently on her computer, trying to reply to every email and get all of her tasks finished before the weekend. Her iPhone illuminated up a few inches...
Hello, my name is Catherine and I am 30 years old. I am a beautiful natural blonde with an athletic body and a firm ass and breasts. My height is 5'5 and I weigh 130 lbs. I am originally from the United Kingdom and moved to Boston, Massachusetts to earn my education and never returned home after graduating. I have been married to my husband Michael for five...
I work at a retail hardware store just down the street from where I live with my husband. I've worked there for quite a few years so I was comfortable with the job and all that it entails. As of late my husband and I have been exploring our sexuality and sending each other dirty pictures and texts throughout the day. We aren't permitted to use our cell pho...
My full name is Simran Kaur Ahluwalia. I am a house-wife from India, aged 31. I live with my husband Balwinder Singh Ahluwalia, in a four bed-room apartment in one of India's largest cities - Mumbai. I have known my husband, since my school days, as both of us lived in the same locality during our child-hood. We fell in love at college and got married after...
My second day of freedom started a little more promisingly than the first, but only a little. I had enjoyed more sleep than the night before: the cold had woken me only once, forcing me to slide under the duvet and I had passed the night in relative calm. But as the alarm clock beeped alongside my head and I opened my eyes, the reality of the situation rushe...
Most of the stories written about Regina, were written by my husband who I'll call Steve. The stories, for the most part are fiction, except for "There's only one way to find out" and "That thing was inside you?", chapter one only. The rest was made up. The story I'm about to tell, however, is completely true and happened just last weekend. Steve will find...
With trembling hands, while my heart began beating extremely fast behind my rib cage, I slowly cut the edge of the envelope with my letter opener. In the back of my mind, I somehow knew that what I was about to read was going to destroy my marriage. So every second that I managed to delay the inevitable was one more second that I remained happily married to...
It was a breezy summer day, slightly overcast but perfect weather for working in the yard. Being a fair skinned ginger, I like to avoid harsh rays when I can. I was out weeding my flower bed and dead set on getting some color into my landscape. As I worked, I heard voices coming from my neighbor's yard. I peered over my shoulder to see two young men of about...