My name is Eric and I'm 43 years old. I have a wife, Jane, who is 40 years old. My wife does not like sex too much. We still have intercourse together, but quite irregularly and the impression I get is that she does it for me rather than for herself. One day, I was surprised to find that she was watching porn videos in secret. I realized by searching the h...
"I can barely remember most of last night," my beautiful wife confessed as she squinted against the light coming into our bedroom from the window, "Did I embarrass myself?" "I guess that depends on your definition of embarrassment," I said, giving Jolee a kiss on the forehead as she snuggled into my side. I knew she remembered everything and just was playin...
I smiled. My body was spent; I thought at the very least I was going to be given some time to recover, but that wasn't going to happen. I was helped up; moved back into position, bending over the stool and hooked back into place, unable to move. My earphones were removed and earplugs were put into my ears instead and with that, I couldn't hear a thing, I wa...
The next morning I woke up feeling half starved. While I was rummaging through what was left of the snacks I had picked up for the drive down here, there was a knock on the door. Opening it I found a grinning Mark. He held up a thermos of coffee, and a paper bag as he said, "We thought you might be hungry. Sally sent me down here with coffee and an egg san...
beauty and I boarded the Amtrak City of New Orleans in Memphis at 7:50am heading to the Crescent City for three days of food, fun, music and debauchery. The occasion is the annual Black Tailor Ball, which is not a ball at all, well, not that kind of ball. Once on board, we got settled in our sleeper. Normally, you wouldn't necessarily pay for a sleeper car...
She looked the same. Well, not exactly; the same body with, apparently, supernatural tits and an improbably small waist above a heart stopping ass, and her skin was miraculous. But there were fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and she was dressed far more sensibly than he remembered. But who looked the same? He was beginning to grey and, worse, his hair...
I had always fantasized about being gang raped. I wanted cocks, lots of them, filling me, covering me, making me their slave. But I had yet to find a boyfriend who was kinky enough to satisfy my multiple desires. When my boyfriend of three years left me for another woman, I decided to treat myself to my ultimate fantasy. I used to read the weekly papers, wit...
I had a big smile on my face as I drove to the beach because my mistress finally paid some nasty attention to me. I tried to reminisce in my dirty mind the magic moments that just transpired. First I watched Mistress Sandra finish her wine kneeling patiently before her. Handing me the empty glass Sandra bent down, reached into my crotch grabbing my cock with...
Here is another little story I've had outlined and sitting around. I thought I'd go ahead and share it with everybody. I hope you enjoy. I also think you'll all agree, though there's no sex, it does belong in the 'Loving Wives' category. I hope everyone who reads it leaves a comment, and if they enjoy it vote. Alyssa and Gavin: Marriage; what's a marri...
Balcombe is about half way between London and Brighton. Typical of many houses in West Sussex Diana's lodge was surrounded by hedgerows and undulating green paddocks. It was perfect for her purposes, as, when the weather permitted, she could take full advantage of the out of doors opportunities for training her girls. Victoria had only ever visited Diana's h...