I decided to write this story because I cannot believe what I experienced and I needed to tell someone about it. I did tell my friend Amber only a little of what happened, afraid she might spill the beans someday, though I feel that she knows more, not everything that happened of course, but that's why I'm writing. I chose to just put the words down on paper...
"Honey, I'm going out with the girls at work for drinks Wednesday," said my wife Angie. "Wednesday, who goes out for drinks on a Wednesday?" I replied. "It's April 1st, April Fool's Day, we go out and act like fools," she said and smiled. We've only been married going on two years and it's been a bit of a bumpy ride. I met Angie my senior year of college...
Please give me the support of your vote and comment All characters portrayed in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. There are no minor characters in this story. * Think about the supposition that all women are whores. If I'm a whore and if all women are whores, then all men are whoremongers Imagine the ramifications of believing that all women a...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan July 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ****************...
(Definitely not a stroke story. No actual sex in this story, just a lot of thinking about it.) John lifted the cell phone laying on the computer desk and looked at it. He had already programmed the number in and his finger hovered over the "send" button. With a defeated sigh he laid the phone back down. Again. How many times had he done this, he wondered....
Big women's butt holes were made for deep anal fucking. That's why they're so warm and tight. Those words resonated in my mind as I placed my hands on Helen's hips and pushed my cock into her asshole. She had eagerly assumed the position once I told her that I was in the mood. She got on all fours, face down and ass up. ready to get fucked in the ass like a...
To bring you up to date, in part one of this narrative you get some of the details as to how my life with the Secret Society began. Some of you have written in the comments about your concerns related to STDs and other aspects of this adventure. Believe me, I had the same concerns, but once your life is intertwined with something such as the Secret Society,...
The old adage goes that the lady of the house always discovers everything that goes on in said house, sooner or later. I guess I should have remembered that. My name is Ahmed Suleiman and I'm a man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm twenty eight years old, and recently completed my MBA at the Sprott School of Business at Carleton Un...
[When I have read stories in the Loving Wives section they have been about cheating. This one belongs in the section, and IMHO the section should be called "Cheating." There is no explicit sexual activity in this story. If the Sisterhood Pact catches on, for real, cheating will decline. Your comments and votes are encouraged.] "Donna, are you home?" Shannon...
Wank Gough, aka 'The Goughster' here, with some guidelines to help all you WASPs (White Ango-Saxon protestants) out there fulfil your cuckold status. Now, as I'm all about the love, here's a little warning: tetchy WASPs who don't think they're natural and willing cuckolds might want to stop reading here, as you're likely to not be able to cope with ideas w...