Her mind seems to tumble from reality to what has happened not once but three times. First a mystery man and then his woman ravish her and make her feel wild and free. She may go insane from this, but she will skip happily into insanity. That night her husband comes home as scheduled, but minus the kids. He has a gleam in his eye. He has brought a sack of f...
My name is Stacy Wilson. I'm a big and tall black woman living in Boston. I've always been a big girl. Six feet tall, with a thick body, large breasts, wide hips and a big, plump ass. Oh, and a really pretty face, too. That's me in a nutshell. I'm a student at Boston College. I'm currently studying Criminology. One of these days, I'm going to work for the Ma...
Forgive me for penning this confession, but I wish to share my recent experience with other women who find themselves to have been in a similar situation. My name is Andrea; and the situation to which I refer to is: being married with two kids, and most importantly - their husband being the only man they have ever slept with. I found myself married at twen...
The sun was poking in the window as I opened my bleary eyes. I knew straightaway that something was wrong. I just wasn't sure what. My wife was away for a few days with the kids but that wasn't it and then I realised that it was simply that the sheet had got tucked up under my chest. I reached to straighten it. It was straight yet I could still feel this l...
I sit in the chair at the bottom of our bed and watch her sleep. She is so peaceful. Only occasionally does she snore lightly when her allergies get bad, but not tonight. Tonight she is absolutely quiet and completely out. The kids wore her out today as they do on most days. Sometimes I think I have the easier job. It is an unseasonably warm night, so warm I...
I feel like such a fucking idiot walking down an alley at two in the morning. Granted, I'm in the affluent suburbs and crime hardly ever happens here. But what if my neighbors look out of their windows and see me in my black spandex mini dress, fishnets, and red fuck me heels? They will probably call the cops on the hooker in their alley. I wanted this fanta...
Hello readers This is a sort-of continuation of a story submitted long back (around 4 months ago), where I described the starting of an infatuation between myself (married Professor in his 40s) and a student (married, pretty woman in her early 30s). That was a very short submission, mainly because of my reluctance at describing a near real-life scenario. He...
My wife had enjoyed her introduction to extra-marital sex but our very busy lives didn’t leave room for much else besides work, sleep, and household responsibilities. We had often pondered the question, where do you find people who are interested in a heterosexually open lifestyle, without diving into the pandoras box of a swing club? My wife wasn’t quite re...
This is a story of a wife who couldn't say no and the conversation that followed. * I was on a conference call around 10:30 AM and you called my cell phone and I didn't answer. You left a message for me and then you called me on my work phone. When I didn't answer my work phone you kept calling me on my cell phone until I answered. I put my work phone on h...
Hello all...I originally submitted a version of this story a long time ago under the alias 'asslvr'. It has been revised. I welcome your feedback for a possible chapter two. ************************************************* When my wife & I started dating, she wasn't known for being a prude school girl. She had slept with several guys by the time we met an...