This is a true story. My wife, Patty, and I are both white. Unlike a lot of stories I've read where the husband claims his wife is a knockout beauty, my 5'3" wife is an older woman, still very cute, but with less than perfect body. In her mid-fifties, Patty's figure has gotten a bit thicker with age. Her melon-sized tits now sag slightly and her well-rounded...
What a great day I would have. I was in my room, laying in bed when my phone rang. I answered it. "Hello," I said. "Who is this?" "Hello Vinod," the caller said. "It's Aunty Manori." "Yes," I said. "I remember you. Naveduni's mom. What's up?" There was a brief pause before she proceeded with her statement. "So," Manori said. "I heard that you are looki...
He pulled his arm up, forcing me to the balls of my feet and he turned to Akash. "How about the hooker? Where'd you find her? She looks Indian." All still very conversational, calm, no emotion. Akash gaped, the said, "She's not a hooker...she's my wife." "Wife, eh?" sounding a little Canadian, I thought absurdly, still hooked by the cunt on his index finge...
Prologue: Initially I didn't intend this to be a two part documentation/story, but since the length ended up longer than I liked I decided otherwise. And as an introduction I recommend reading "Mature shares her husband" and "Mature gets her toes sucked". Especially the latter, otherwise this may seem lacking as far as an introduction to how things evolved...
I closed the bathroom door and looked at Katie. 'So, how was it?' I asked. She looked at me and smiled. 'It was great my love. I am a bit sore to be honest, but I can understand why you are so captivated by Angie and Tilly - they are amazing girls.' I nodded. 'They certainly are. I hope you weren't shocked by some of the things they said. Or I said for th...
June 17, 2005 The cab pulled up at the entrance to our first floor condo. Disappointment was etched into my tired body. I got out and dragging my single roller suitcase behind, I started to my front door. I had my mental list of excuses, rationalizations and justifications all prepared for my loving hubby. I'd bang him for the next six weeks, every night. H...
{If you are looking for some hot sex, there ain't any to speak of in this story. It's just a collection of all of the crap happening in this old man's life recently, not all of it good. Now if I got my way, it could have been good but life isn't like that. So, you have been warned. Plus, this one is a bit sad, I think so anyway, if you are not ready for an...
"No one is more hated than he who speaks the truth." ― Plato Dried snot caked his nostrils, forcing the playground bully to breathe through his mouth. Fists balled into cords of sinew, he perspired amidst the four square diamond, in the midday Sun. He'd definitely lost control of the situation. Across the pitch, staring him down, was the entire student b...
Hey guys, Mr_Trickster here. I just wanted to post a little note here saying that WAHTST Part 3 is still in the making and that it'll come out hopefully before the end of 2018. I just recently came to the realization that the three stores plus the one I'm working on are probably 95% gay and 5% straight. So I think it's time to change it up a bit. This story...
I should mention that with all her stroking and handling me, she did not use lube of any kind. Instead she applied liberal quantities of talc (actually cornstarch) to everything involved. She had a large container on the table, and would dip her hand in it before and during any procedure. "It's less messy." she told me. I liked the feel. Made a note to self:...