By the end of the first week I had fucked a total of 6 guys. And by my calculation: Forty one and a half inches of cock and eight loads of spunk. The next week would see me take my tally to 17 different guys, with the waiter fucking me a second time making my total 18 sessions for the fortnight. I had one further threesome with two black lads from Nottin...
This will be a bit different from what one might be used to from me. The first chapter is rather harsh and brutal, but that would have been basically the reality for my Geneve. Reena is much different then her fragile, gentle birthed mother. The past three weeks had been hell. It seemed that the meeting of Bane had opened upon Reena the very floodgates of...
The sights that greeted the four of us as we entered the doorway of Sea Mountain shortly after noon that early September Saturday were libidinous, lascivious, and more than a little disconcerting. Ted and I had been trying to get our wives to try swinging for over four years, but we had always met with well-orchestrated rejection. Neither Sandy nor my wife E...
There sure are some stupid people in the world, man. My name is Raphael Mathieu. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I moved to Toronto last year, after spending ten years in Des Moines, Iowa. I'm a naturalized citizen of the United States, though I'm originally from Northern Haiti. I recently moved to the...
Carmen stood before the elevator reviewing her notes for the interview she had just taken. What had she said that may or may not get her the job? The two men and the woman that were on the panel seemed to like her. The men especially with their flirty eye contact. She had answered all the questions succinctly and without hesitation. Her resume was clean and...
It was a Thursday afternoon. I had been at the condo since yesterday, arriving late in the day on a break between on-site claim assignments. Although I am always behind in answering my mail because of the sheer volume that I receive, after dinner I settled down in front of the computer to see just how far behind I really was. It was worse that I had expec...
6. The Bar: I'm Melanie. I'm a 30 year old, married slut who cheats on her husband almost daily, if not even more often than that, because he can't come close to satisfying me and I can't possibly get enough cock anyway. This is another entry in my memoirs. At the time I'm writing this, I've got about eight to ten guys who I count as "boyfriends" -- guys...
Silvia Markel struggled with the straps on her lingerie bottom attempting to latch her hosiery to the small stainless snaps tangled from being packaged tightly in the small box marked, "loves laces, the place for you're lace". She quietly cussed her husband and the lack of light in the bedroom of the hotel suite, as the muffled sound of men's voices came thr...
This story has a wife cheating on her husband. if you do not like that or them possibly getting back together then this story is not for you. * As I sit watching the football game on television, I can't help but look over at my wife Tammie's enlarged stomach. I have watched it grow to its now enormous size. I watch as her stomach rises and falls as the li...
CHAPTER 3 One day, rummaging around in the study she came across my butt plugs. "Are these what I think they are?" I said they were. "And how often do you use them?" I said not since she found out about Felicity. "And how do you feel when you use them? Are there any men in particular you think of?" I said I didn't think of men at all, it just seemed nice to...