Chapter Two: A First Punishment, And A First Taste The cab ride from the airport to the hotel took about thirty minutes. According to my wife, Charlotte sat in the back with her, and seemed to thoroughly enjoy the view of the island. My wife is naturally chatty, and talked to the driver. Charlotte didn't join in, thinking it was probably not her place to s...
So there we were, sitting in a restaurant, having a quiet meal and no one in the place even had a clue what was going on at our table. My beautiful wife sat across from me wearing only her coat and some impossibly tall heels. In her pussy buzzed the remote control vibrator I had placed there before we left the house, her ass was filled with a large plug that...
My wife has always been very conservative. Her father was a strict southern batiste preacher. You know the church types where women wear dresses only, no makeup, and hair up, no alcohol. Anyway we met at college and a short two years later we were married. We never had sex before marriage and the most I got was kisses. If I tried to fondle her, she would sla...
This story has no basis in reality. We just thought it would help us get into the holiday spirit. It seems to be working, too: We've been giving each other little "presents" for a week now! We hope you enjoy it. --- This Christmas eve was different than previous ones, because I received the "big" present from my wife without having to wait until morning wi...
Daniela pulled into her driveway at 6:30. She'd had a hellish day at the office and was relieved to see home. She was disappointed at the empty space in the garage next to her. "He's not here yet." She sighs. To say that she was frustrated with her husband was an understatement. Most men use the excuse that they are working late in order to cover up their in...
My wife and I married right out of university, and got a small apartment just outside Culver City, right by Los Angeles. With debts and loans to pay off, my wife felt frustrated that she couldn't help me, since she didn't have a job yet. She took a couple of local modeling jobs, catalog stuff, but really wanted to use her dance education, so she started goi...
"You like that don't you piggy," Cheryl chided as she rubbed the lubricated head of her 8" strap on against my sensitive asshole. "Yesss," I hissed excitedly, "I love it mistress." It had been two weeks since my epiphany and we had replayed the scenario several times. Each time we did the urge to fulfill the fantasy became stronger. Cheryl eased her big...
Expression revealing just how powerfully her now perfectly positioned pussy was enjoying the pulsing water jet, becoming mindless as her fully captivated body surrendered itself. This was not the first time my wife had cum here, holding on to the stainless steel edge of the pool, face reflecting her helpless state. No longer able to care that it was public p...
The warden's wife went about her daily activities without a care in the world. Little did she know that Calaban the rapist had broken out of her husband's prison and slipped into her bedroom. One thought, and one thought only, dominated Calaban's mind. He would take vengeance for all the warden's little cruelties by ravishing the wife and spending all the pe...
Although embellished sightly these tales are essentially true and happened starting back in the early 90s. The following Friday I came home to Tish crashing and banging things around the apartment. When I walked into the kitchen all of our picnic stuff was out on the kitchen table, her purse was turned out on the table as well. "I can't find it", she said...