I slowly pulled the curtain back and sat down in the chair facing the window. I watch as you walk into the room with just a towel wrapped around your waist, and beads of water still sitting on your smooth chiseled chest. I remove my shift and panties knowing what will be happening next. I watch as you walk to the TV and turn it on, your favorite show is on H...
Chapter Fifteen: Life Changes but Normalizes Monday morning, Carl and Chantel are up and at it, breakfast in the hotel restaurant and then a shopping excursion to an are Jewelry store for Carl to buy Chantel her engagement ring. Dressed sharply but casually Carl in a white button down shirt, Khakis and black walking shoes. Chantel a white turtle neck, black...
I've known for a long time what he wants. Nick wants another threesome with Eric. We've done this before, 4 years ago and while I and they enjoyed it thoroughly I haven't allowed it to happen again. I guess guilt or the fact that I did enjoy it so much. I love my husband and don't really want anyone but him but he wants more. In his case he loves to watch me...
My husband and I had been married over twenty years when David did something he had never done before. He spoke directly to my pussy. I don't mean he spoke to me about my vagina. The man literally held a conversation with my pussy and she responded in kind. David had been out of town for a week and I was already feeling "ramped up." Reunion sex and hotel se...
Officially, we don't exist. That's what conventional wisdom tells us. If you were to type the words "Black Cuckolds" on Google, all you'd get are references to the standard-issue Cuckolding, which typically involves a big Black guy fucking a White woman while her husband or boyfriend, also White, watches. Nothing wrong with that if that's what moves you. My...
Note: This story is the fifty-sixth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous fifty-five episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I stro...
I was lying blindfolded on my back in bed with no clothes, and my arms and legs confined spread eagle with the restraints my husband and I have used occasionally. Candles lightly scented our bedroom, soft music was playing, my husband had luxuriously massaged and oiled my body, and I now had six hands gently stroking and lightly caressing every inch of my bo...
Sometimes, it gets annoying that people consider my husband Isaac Blackstone and I to be like unicorns or something simply because we're a happily married and successful black couple that dabbles into BDSM, Swinging and lately, Female Domination and Cuckoldry. My name is Yemaja Jacobs-Blackstone and I got a story to share with you, dear reader. It's about pu...
To look at my wife Margaret you'd think you're looking at the typical suburban housewife with nice house, sometimes boring husband and one son off to college. That would be a total misconception. At home, she was but away from home she was entirely different. Her and I got together just before she was 30 and she described herself to me in a moment of truth...
(This is my fifth story for Literotica) Here I am. I don't know where to begin. I am on my knees, behind a garden shed at a house in Islington London. I am wearing no top or bra. My 30D tits are absolutely covered in cum. There are drenched in jizz. I have never had my tits covered in so much goo. This must be the messiest I have ever been. The sun is o...