I would invite myself to dinner at their house, well, just whenever I wanted to. I would call Darlene at her work and tell her I was coming over that night for dinner. She always paused and then with a hint of breathlessness, would simply say, "O.K." I knew Darlene from a friend of a friend. We met at some party several years ago and she was nice, but not o...
For anyone just tuning in, I suggest you read part read part one in this series first. It will make for better reading of this story. * I awoke to the smell of fresh brewed coffee. The memories of last night still clouding my thought process, the experience of it all getting my dick hard. As I opened my eyes, there sat my beautiful wife on her side of the...
Thanks to letableauvivant for her help with a second pair of eyes. *********************** I was checking my e-mail when I saw one from Jeff- "How is my married white slut? Missing my big black cock? I'm glad we had some time together before I had to leave and I can't wait to get back to fuck you again. Matt and I talked when I was leaving and decided tha...
I got the highest batting average on the team, so to congratulate me our coach, Mike, was letting me fuck his new wife. I was still in my towel like most of the other guys when Mike brought her into the locker room after Friday's game. When she came in it got so quiet you could practically hear us all pitching tents, but Mike had her arm around her waist so...
My Real Life Mrs. Robinson: A Story of a Truly Desperate Housewife My story takes place many years ago. I was a 21 year old living in the Midwest. At the time this story takes place, most of my friends were either away at college or had moved away. It was near the time where the schools were off for the winter break. I found myself home alone on a Friday ni...
"You fucking bitch!" was all I could manage, after she dropped the bombshell. "I'm so sorry," she replied, "I didn't mean to hurt you." It was mid morning, one Saturday, and Rachel, my then-girlfriend, was hunched on the sofa in my flat, face still pink from the winter chill, dark curls escaping from the woolly hat she hadn't yet removed. She'd just told m...
Some Thanksgivings have more to be thankful for than others do, and this was definitely one of them. Rachel and I had met at a college frat party as sophomores and had been a "regular" item ever since. Living on the West Coast and going to school on the East Coast some times made it difficult to get home for the holidays. The Thanksgiving of our senior year...
Chapter 3: The Party The days passed quickly since Sheila called Didi with our RSVP plus two guests, Cheryl and Rita. Didi was thrilled, especially after her long talk with Sheila. One day they had a long lunch in the village and the hot topic was us -- me and Sheila. Sheila and I were quite an item. Sheila also told Didi about Cheryl and Rita and our adve...
Laureen's husband Earl was a good provider but he was always on out of town business trips for two to three days at a time. As the area rep for Brabant newspapers he was responsible for selling advertising from one end of the state to the other. Brabant publisher a series of weekly small-town newspapers in a dozen towns and Earl Simpson's job was to sell di...
Chapter 5—Later in the week! If you've been reading these true stories about M Chan you'll know that she's an extremely sex, horny, and free spirited older Japanese lady that loves to suck her boytoy's cocks and drink their cum. Loves to have her nipples played with while getting her pussy stuffed by a nice hard cock or big thick dildo. And can squirt loads...