Continuation from: Sharing my Wife: The Stripper Saturday evening, Michelle was once again getting ready for her new career path as a stripper. This time, though, she asked me to take her. On the way there, I asked her if she knew what she'd be doing tonight? Anything like last week? "They haven't said anything about it; I'm assuming I'll be dancing and st...
Continuation from, "Sharing my Wife: Our Next Adventure". * My sincere thank you to Shywhoregirl for her excellent assistance in editing this story. ***** The next day, New Year's Day, I lay in bed next to my naked wife thinking about this new development. Obviously Michelle had developed a major crush on Ginger's husband. I wondered what to do about it...
Part 7 -- Three and Then Four (A multi-part story about how my wife moved our marriage into a whole new open lifestyle. Our discovering of her bisexuality, my voyeuristic leanings and our complete transformation into a new sexual existence. I strongly encourage you to read the previous installments of this story before continuing. But if not it all started...
After lounging around the apartment complex pool for most of the afternoon, it was getting too hot for me to stay - even with generous amounts of sunscreen. Glancing over to my wife, Linda, I smiled in appreciation of how sexy she truly was. Linda was sitting on the chaise with her eyes closed. Wearing just a string bikini, she was baking herself to get a go...
The story is 90% true, my husband and I kind of co-author these submissions. You can gain more insight about us by thumbing though our other stories. Again if you are offended by explicit descriptions about sharing your wife, go no further This is a description of the first time I had a sexual experience with another guy since we married. The Mars/Venus pe...
My heart was heavy as I pulled up in front of the house. The first summer home after college was a prison sentence, said my older and wiser friends. You had just gotten used to the freedom of being an independent adult and suddenly you were thrown back into a world of curfews and rules. I already missed the parties, booze, and easy pussy I'd grown accustomed...
It was Wednesday night again, and the girls were back in Belinda's basement working out hard yet again. "Alright girls, one more time, come on, 10, 9, 8 7, 6, keep it going, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1." The music began to fade as Teresa finally started to slow down a bit. "OK! That should about do it! Wow, that was great. Good workout girls!" exclaimed Teresa to her swe...
Money talks. That was my theory when I won $3 million dollars in the recent state lottery. For a struggling college student with no money it was a bottomless piggy bank. I was twenty-four with testosterone coming out of my ears. No matter where I looked on campus all I could see was pussy, tits and ass, and I wasn’t getting my share of it. Sometimes I’d wa...
We all woke up late that morning. Still naked and sticky, with the cum, from the night before. I jumped out of bed first to get ready for work. David and Carol stayed in bed. I wanted to call in sick so bad, but we couldn't afford for me to do that. I had a noon to 9pm shift at the grocery store. Well at least I was getting off earlier than usual. When I g...
It was Friday night and as usual the Den was packed. Kell looked down at the main floor from one of the secluded VIP booths, drink in hand, as he tried to relax. The business deal with the Douglas pack was pretty much wrapped up, all that was left was a quick trip out to Scotland to sign the papers. He knew he should be celebrating but his wolf was restlessn...