This is one is about a bit of role-reversal from our previous stories; My wife and I have discovered that we're both switches, and we keep swapping the dominant and submissive roles. *** It was a warm evening in Leetown, where my wife and I were spending a quiet weekend. We had just finished a sumptuous dinner at the Quay, and were merrily ambling along th...
My wife had become completely out of sorts and as she did when in this state, unbound herself of her usual strait-laced nature. She whispered into my ear, with a slur, that she wanted me to fuck her. Gail never talked like that when she was sober; the utterance of foul language totally turned her off. So these words were most exiting to my equally drunken mi...
Finally, all of the Answers This story has nothing to do with our dress-up surprise games, or much of anything else concerning us. It does show how fate, and luck, can play a big part in making fantasy dreams come true. So read and enjoy, or just skip to something else in our many adventures. Back during a night out with Joe Whuzzit and my date, Daisy Ma...
This is my recollection of the night that, according to my wife, was the first time she cheated on me with another man. The bed shook and the covers moved. The familiar warmth of my wife's body crawled into bed with me. I realized that I had fallen asleep, but the question was for how long? As the fog cleared in my head I recalled that my wife, Holly, had b...
For some time now my good lady has been doing a bit of modelling for amateur photographers. Nothing too serious, mainly glamour style shots, but a little bit of topless and the occasional nude shot here and there. I handle all the enquiries from photographers, checking their references etc. etc. before booking shoots. Too be quite honest I get a kick out o...
When we arrived at our bed-and-breakfast the morning after our wedding we threw our bags on the floor in the entry, climbed the narrow staircase and collapsed on the bed. It was thick and soft, and fairly soon we were both asleep. I awoke a few hours later while my wife was still asleep. She is a deep sleeper, and I usually wake long before her. I was hung...
I was twenty-five and a motorcycle accident had left me paralyzed. I was left with only the ability to breath and blink my eyes. The trucker that had apparently not seen me coming as he pulled onto the highway had shattered my spinal column. My wife of three years was left with little help to care for me but she did the best that she could do. We lived in a...
The sound of the school bell jerked me from my trance. It was 3:00 pm and the school halls were soon flooded with students rushing to their buses. I was in no hurry to get home that day. My mother was taking me to the Health Department for my first pap test and birth control pills. I turned 18 just two-months ago and had sex for the first time last month. Al...
The alarm went off with a loud blare. Brian reached over to turn it off. He threw off his covers and sat up. Brian rubbed a hand through his short black hair before he started stretching his arms in bed. While he stretched, Emily began moving next to him. He looked down at his wife, who smiled up at him. She brushed some of her shoulder-length, dark red hair...
My wife, Gail, was a normal loving, if somewhat shy, housewife. We had married a year ago when she was still only nineteen and I was twenty-eight. She has the most amazing body, her breasts are a very firm pair of 36C's with large dark nipples which, when hard, stand about an inch out from her breasts. Her waist tapers nicely to a flat stomach and back out t...