There was no way it was going to last. I want to say it's clear now in retrospect, but let's face it: I knew at the time it was too good to be true. Things like that just don't happen in real life. While regret is a natural emotion to feel when a relationship fails, I can't say many guys would honestly say they would fully regret the one episode that began t...
My name is Wendy Wreckless. Of course, that is not my real name. My name is not important. In plan to write a series of erotic stories and it is a pen name I have chosen for myself. I am a 28-year-old, homemaker and I have been married for 6 years. I have a great marriage and a happy and fulfilling sex life. I would like to share with you the unique fetish t...
The three men standing on the porch were strangers who had met in a bar earlier in the evening and began talking about what all men in bars talk about SEX! The oldest a man in his fifties named Mike began telling the other two about his hot young wife and how she did anything and everything he told her without question! The other two, Larry a huge man in his...
This ends this series, perhaps mercifully. ***** Jack stood with their children in the pew holding his toddler as the congregation sang the morning's hymns. His attention was focused on his wife who was on stage with the praise team that was leading the musically impaired through the songs. Jack had always understood that his spouse remained an attractiv...
At the end of the last installment, Sophie, wife to Peter (that's me) and daughter of Esther, told me that her mother wished to visit next month. Not only that, but she wanted to visit the club Sophie belonged to and that she had just introduced me to, in order 'to meet men and get laid with no strings attached'. Sophie had joined that club together with her...
My name is Louise and I have just been fucked. Yes, I am married and my husband does not know about it yet but he might soon if I decide to tell him. I have to tell you, I feel so giddy. He did not agree to be a cuckolded, it was not is wish or desire. He did not want to watch while his wife got a good rogering by another man nor would he have enjoyed doing...
As we ate dinner that night, and tried conversing over the howl of the storm, a nagging concern that had been building in my mind ever since the latter part of the game, consolidated inside me. It had nothing to do with the storm; at least not any storm that involved wind and rain. Something was wrong with Ellen. Not physically. Rather she was out of sorts....
Continued from Chapter 5; please read earlier chapters to get the context. * I couldn't understand if that was a smile or smirk. However, I could sense that she was deriving great pleasure in feeding my insecurities. I pushed the thoughts out of my mind as my tongue ravished her vagina lapping up their mixed juices until she could no longer withstand and u...
I was conscious of my wife's breast on my shoulder. She was leaning over me looking at an email I was reading out loud from a friend. Foolishly, when I finished I click a new post from another friend. The picture that exploded onto the screen was of 18 entirely naked women in two rows of 9, all in the same pose, all without a smile, all with their arms down...
I was 26 when I met him -- R. I was working as a lawyer -- I was doing pretty well; I had always been smart, and having a pretty face, nice manners and a good figure never hurt anyone either. I was no dummy, swept off my feet by a charmer. It was just that he was remarkable. Rich, handsome, easy manners; very casual but also very personal when he spoke to y...