This story is complementary to the ones called "Epistle To My Captain", written by RedHairedandFriendly. Due to the recent tragic passing of Colleen Thomas, aka "Colly", I dedicate this particular one to her memory. This is part of the "Epistle To My Lady" series that I have been writing, in conjunction with RedHairedandFriendly. I have had a lot of pleasure...
NOTE: If you don't like cuckold stories, please don't read any further. *** I am not sure if Mary, my wife, is starting to consider cuckolding me or not but she sure is getting into the roleplaying. She will occasionally text me and say that she is horny thinking about some guy, or she has a wet surprise for me when she gets home. This kind of talk makes...
James and Louise were your typical married couple, life started getting too hectic and the first thing that practically stopped was the sex. Well almost. A quickie every couple weeks when they could muster it. That was until a few months ago when they decided it had to change or risk losing it all. They started making the time for intimacy on a regular basi...
Karen grunted out as her opponent hammered a forearm into her back, sending her to the mat. She grimaced when she felt her blonde hair being pulled as the large black woman she was wrestling helped Karen to her feet only to scoop the petite woman up and body slam her to the canvas with a deafening boom. Jerry sat ringside with a massive erection in his pant...
I want to thank you for letting me take care of you. We were uncertain in the beginning when we sent out emails; when you saw my passion profile ad and knew that I had touched something off in you. What a journey it has been. You read my profile and it was as if I had been reading parts of your mind that you had felt ashamed to share. It was not just that y...
"A people that elect corrupt politicians are not victims [...] but accomplices." ― George Orwell Wonder Woman gave me a handjob, as we drove to the swing club in her Porsche. When an evening begins so propitiously, it tends to be a dynamic decline from there. How does one top an opening like the above? "I woke up today, and the IRS had vanished. Moreover...
Prologue: She wanted her story told and yet she wanted to keep her identity secret. She understood that there are a limited number of wives of winning Superbowl quarterbacks and that her tale would lead to a lot of speculation about her identity. For some reason this did not bother her as much as people knowing who she actually was and so I agreed to print...
I have changed the section these stories are in due to the fact that they are really about my wife... my ex-wife. Marriage number one for me, number 2 for her. We were only married for 2 1/2 years but during that time, at least in the beginning, shared a number of stories of our past exploits. When we married we were both 39 and had many sexual experiences p...
If I ever happened to be near a lady who in a moment's distraction allowed me a peek up her skirt or even down her blouse I always took advantage of it. I told myself that every normal man does it and even now, I still believe that it's true. However, for me somewhere along the line it got out of hand. I went from enjoying an occasional glance at a woman's l...
Corruption is an addiction. It's the first taste of any filthy pleasures, for a price. It is not the mere delight in sin that makes a dirty cop, a dirty cop. It's knowing you can get away with it again, and again, and again. Drugs. Sex. Power. Any cop on the straight and narrow avidly avoids these temptations, knowing that once you give in'once you taste t...