Sara and I had been married about five years. We were deeply in love (although I've always been a bit mystified about what she sees in me). Our sex life was regular, vigorous, and enjoyable. However, we were both a looking for the next peak. We were both in our early thirties. Sara was, in my opinion, gorgeous. She had rich red hair (complimented by a neatl...
Chapter 9: The Cuckold's Chin Rest Lynn's mother was in the hospital again and Lynn was back East. I was a bachelor, but Princess kept me company when her husband Gene was out of town – which was often now that there was some new activity in Saudi Arabia. Princess and I were having a drink at the club, when we saw ... But, maybe I'd better start at the begi...
My name is John Hartman and I am a 45 year old man and was recently widowed after a happy twenty year marriage. My wife died after a severe automobile accident last year. It had been fourteen months since her untimely death and I was lonesome. My ex-wife was an amazing creature of oozing sex. She could fuck and suck me to orgasm many times in the course of a...
My wife Ava and I have recently been noticing that our love life has become rather ordinary. We have discussed it at length and I was beginning to become worried that our marriage may be threatened. Then one day I overheard a conversation at work that would change our lives forever. A guy I work with was telling someone else about his visit to a swing club j...
It was only a week after my punishment that I was expected to go back to the black club for the formal initiation that would make a white sex slave of me. I was to be owned by the black man called Robert. His plan was to bred me as many times as he could; my womb would belong to him. I also knew that my initiation would involve me being tattooed and collare...
The music was loud enough that it was practically unintelligible, though here, with DJ Magnus manning the table, it was always rap and R&B with a harder, more sexual edge. The club was dark but for the strobe lights and the muted glow that came from the bar on the south end. James panted, feeling Sarah grab him through his jeans, making him squeeze her ass m...
All throughout high school I was a book nerd. The one during lunch that would sit and read rather than talk. I wore glasses and even had my long blonde hair up in a ponytail most days. Sweaters I had worn for the past two days were my average attire, accompanied by sweat pants. I was and still am petite, to say the least, it has always been a struggle to put...
My name is Easton. No, I don't know what my parents had in mind when they named me and I never bothered to ask them. But my name isn't really part of this story. Well, not that name anyway. What is part of the story, the very first part, ostensibly the most important part, is the fact I travel quite a bit for my job. And to make the most of that I fly with...
I want to tell you about the vacation I took with Greg to an all-inclusive club in St. Lucia. The airport is very close to the club so there is only a short bus ride from the airport. On the bus we were given a card with some do's and more don'ts. One of the don'ts was that women were "kindly requested" not to sunbathe topless. When Greg read that, his shoul...
If you take a minute to read our Bio., we think the context will improve the value of our story. This story is absolutely true. If you have read our Bio., you will know that Eva is a horny woman who loves to fuck strangers. Every year we hold a swinger party in a different city from where we live. During these parties Eva enjoys both sexes who are mostly ac...