This story is fictional. WARNING: If you are offended by pornography, cuckolding, wife sharing or non forced prostitution, please DO NOT read. If you enjoy this lifestyle, feel free to read on or contact the author. ***** Starfire Mayo 2017. Diary Entry: 10.1.2017 - Patrick's Visit Bambi is such a sexy dirty slut of a wife. Her lovely brown body is sim...
Hey baby, you're here a little early. What? Oh, I couldn't wait to see you either, I've been thinking about what my surprise might be. I don't see any packages, did you forget? Ummmm, give me a kiss before you put the car in gear. Wow, that was really hot, your tongue was practically fucking my mouth. How do you like my new outfit? I bought this short skirt...
My cousin Rachel got married recently and the reception was held at a gorgeous winery. The place had stone floors, lots of rich wood, and was bathed in candlight for the big night. The drink flowed and the music played and it was all quite magical. I went alone because I had just broken up with my girlfriend of several years and wasn't in the mood for a dat...
When she awoke that morning, there He was – as close and as real as the sun shining in the bedroom window – penetrating every thought. She got up – reluctantly… made the bed with a new handmade cotton quilt – ivory with a beautiful garden of circles filled with purple violets, blue morning glories, and yellow roses. She reached across to the corner chair, fo...
Nightime. London. It's raining. Dark, warm, heavy rain. It bounces off the bonnet of the car and sparkles in the refracted light of the night. You can see your shadow cast down in front of you. It makes you seem thirty feet tall. The headlights are bright and powerful, your eclipsing of them sudden and sharp, blurred only where your shadow falls across t...
We had met on-line, nearly a year ago. We shared several things in common. Both married, happily enough but the spark had gone in both marriages. Both interested in erotica rather than porn; both were no oil-painting or model-type, and both had agreed the basic rule that this was an on-line relationship only, as neither wished to be unfaithful. Now I've alw...
Rick popped a tin of tuna, slathered mayo on white and heaped potato chips on a paper plate. Tucking a Wall Street Journal under his shoulder, he carried his sandwich and diet soda to the sofa. He ate in front of the TV, checking cable news for updates on his stocks. Sometimes, he would fall asleep during prime time but tonight Rick was anxious. Tax seaso...
I think this may have had something to do with the way you smelled that afternoon. No, that is the actual reason you came inside and found what you did. The slam of a nearby car door was passed off as a neighbor's visitor. The chime of the doorbell sounded awfully familiar, yet you figured it was the humidity carrying the tone across the yard. Half an hour...
He sat there. At peace. All was right with his world. Honeys flanked him, in their scanty clothes; mini-skirts, breast-hugging tanks, tanned flesh that rippled with excitement. It was Daniel, after all, the King of Swing. They all knew the rules; no deep attachments, no drama, no jealousy; just pure unadulterated pleasure to be had by all. At the first sign...
It was the ideal time. My wife was away for the weekend and a long weekend at that. So on the way home from work, I stocked up. Some pantyhose, lips gloss, stockings and fake nails. I raced home, turned off the phone and ran a warm bath. Soon I was soaking in the bath with candles and light music. As I shaved all my body hair off, I couldn't help but get aro...