The question is not when did machines take over our marriage but how did machines take over our marriage. No, I know the exact date it happened; I can still picture the ad I read in my 'Boobs and Butts' magazine. In giant type it seem to call out to me, "Does your wife think less of you because she can't get an orgasm from you little cock?" Why just that ver...
Sara is a hot attractive housewife from North Carolina. She is in her early forties. Sara and her husband have been married for almost twenty years. Sara's husband is also confined to a wheel chair these days. Unfortunately, he no longer can perform normal sex with his lovely wife. He still loves to use his tongue to give Sara wonderful orgasms. Sara has n...
Steve, who must have been up a while, not only enthusiastically applauded when I came inside his wife, he'd also fixed us a wonderful breakfast. Gayle and I caught our breath and got up to brush our teeth and come to the kitchen, Gayle stopping to kiss her husband passionately, my cum running down her legs. I wandered into the kitchen and sat down to scrambl...
I arrived home later that night after an afternoon full of meetings. I still could not get Suzie out of my head. I sneaked off during a break in my first meeting to find the bathroom and jerk off. That helped for a little while, but I could smell her scent in my goatee. As I pulled into the driveway of my home, I began replaying the whole scene in my head a...
Though I'd dated my wife for more than five years before we got married, she was never fully aware of my passion for fucking around at adult theaters and dirty bookstores with booths. Though we had discussed and even fantasized about taking her into an adult theater, it wasn't until after we were married that she finally gave in and fulfilled my fantasy of b...
"The weather should be good," I said to my wife, as we drove west in the Tahoe. "Yes, and this time of year the light should be soft, which will help," Jordan added enthusiastically. It was a Friday afternoon, and we were driving towards my family's ranch, which was forty-five minutes from the small town where we lived. There, while I worked on some needed...
Authors notes: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real life characters or situations is completely coincidental. This is the third chapter of You Belong to Me, a story of a happily married couple with all of the hallmarks of a successful marriage wherein the wife takes another man as lover. If this type of story is not for you, move on to another....
Forgive me Father for I have sinned. We are all of us sinners my son. Even on a Monday morning. Thank you Father. So tell me my son. First confession of the week, so I do hope it's a good one. It's good and bad. Allow me to be the judge of that. Of course Father. Well it's my sister-in-law. Your brother's wife? My wife's sister. What precisely is th...
It had to be somewhere around three in the morning. It was quiet, except for the occasional page over the intercom or the sound of someone pushing a cart down the hall. Heather's room was dark. The curtains were drawn and the only visible light came from the overhead fluorescents in the hallway. I had been discharged earlier in the day but was going nowhere...
(The sixth installment in the Lance Sheldon Chronicles) Chapter 1: The Announcement "We need a break, take a vacation," Jessica Sheldon informed her husband over breakfast one morning. "We do, huh?" Lance inquired. "Yes, we do," she said adamantly. "It's been a rough year for us. Morale was so low at Livermore that you and two thirds of the teachers left...