After twenty-four years of marriage I had resigned myself to find my sexual pleasure outside of my marriage. Over the past ten years I had dabbled. The first time I had felt crushing shame after using a brothel in Auckland, New Zealand. I told my wife. She asked if I had fucked her. I lied and said no; it was just a massage and a hand-job. I had eaten her...
My usual admonitions. I write for my own enjoyment with the hope that a few people will appreciate my efforts. Everyone engaged in sex (of which there is very little in this story) is over 18 years old. Names of characters similar or the same to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. To the Bozo that commented to my last story that I am a happy cuck...
I'm not proud of what I did. You might think that I'm some kind of sick voyeur or pervert or sex-starved, or frustrated. Or all of those things. And you might be right. All I know is I was tired of my 55-year old wife not responding in the bedroom anymore. When she was younger, she would have wonderful, screaming, dogs-barking, sirens-wailing, children-cr...
Kim and I have been married now for almost 8 years, when we first met the wife was a bombshell, with a chest of 38 and a waist of 24 and a ass of 32, Kim was a knock out. But from years of stress and not taking care of herself the wife let herself go, and even thou she was still spewing sex, her looks took a hit. About 8 months ago all hell broke out in ou...
Coming back in the wee hours of the morning from a party East of Ilford, we stopped at a large supermarket to get milk & bread -- the boring things of life, or so I thought. Driving into the huge car park I chose to drive down the side of the supermarket near a small group of cars in an otherwise deserted tarmac wasteland, and switched off the lights. My wi...
I'm a hopeless romantic and I know less about sharing than I do about Schrodinger's cat. But Randi's the den-mother and she's challenged our little group to write a sharing story -- nothing could possibly go wrong with that... right?! It's been ages since I've posted a typical LW fantasy and I have to admit that it's been fun to let the wolf out for a meanin...
[Note to Readers: This is not a story with quick short sex scenes, so if that is your goal, it might not suit you. There are detailed sex scenes, or one long detailed sex scene, take your pick. The use of the infirmary apartment setting is an homage to John Irving's The World According to Garp, which otherwise shares nothing with this story. My thanks to Car...
The day went pretty much as expected, with the exception of course that even though my body had enjoyed more sex than it was used to, I was still half hard all day. Not only because my wife was running around camp with no bra on, and teasing me every chance she got that no one was looking, but also because when she wasn't around teasing me, Linda or Em were!...
I watched the pigeons tussle for seeds and other scraps among the cracks in the path. She was with him now but I didn't have to watch anymore. I reflected on the past eighteen months and the roller coaster ride it had been. From Vegas, Atlantic City and the Bahamas to a park bench watching pigeons. I had always been a gambler! Even as a kid I loved the thri...
I have had a sexual fantasy for quite some time that I have kept hidden from my wife. Until this very moment, I wasn't sure I ever wanted this fantasy to become a reality, so it was not something I could ever share with her. However, without knowing it, my wife is about to fulfill that hidden desire. I am under our bed right now, about to listen to my wife g...