Wife "old Man" Stories

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Sissy Cuckold & The Old Bull Ch. 01

by DirtyDaddyHunter on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

He waited on the bed as instructed. He had dressed exactly as he was asked: A pair of lavender lace trimmed panties stretched tightly over the young man's small cock; a matching bra covered his hard brown nipples too. He also had on a garter belt and some high heels. Too top in off he had on some coral lipstick and he had painted his nails perfectly. There...

Burning Desire Pt. 01

by buffninja123 on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

This is the first part of a cuckold story. If you don't like wives having sex with men that are not their husbands, with no revenge, then I recommend not reading it. ***** I'm sure every good husband has only the best to say about his wife; I'm of no exception. Though you have only my word to believe, I promise you the person I'm about to describe is of no...

My Hot Wife Katie Ch. 22

by Freddyj881 on Sep 18, 2017
Anal

Mrs. Jackson stood in her bathroom as she glanced over at the clock. She frantically tried to get ready for her yoga class. The hot wife assumed that it would be at least an hour before her husband came home as Fred had left early in the morning to pick up Phil Dorman from the Missouri State Correctional Center. As Phil had demanded, she had testified at his...

Jenn and the Old Man

by Younglover1124 on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I considered myself a lucky man. I had a nice job and a beautiful wife. I'm Jeff and my wife is named Jennifer me and our friends call her Jenn for short. We met in college I played football, nothing that impressive just good enough to get into school, and I saw her at a party she was wearing tight jeans that showed off her perfect bubble ass and a black ta...

My Hot Wife Katie Ch. 29

by Freddyj881 on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Katie Jackson and Phil Dorman arrived in Los Angeles on Friday afternoon for the Monday evening premiere episode of 'Dancing with the Stars'. The flight had been uncomfortable for Katie. For some reason, Phil had barely spoken to her. Ever since their departure, the old man seemed strangely distant, constantly lost in thought. When she had confronted him, he...

My Hot Wife Katie Ch. 25

by Freddyj881 on Sep 18, 2017
Fetish

Mrs. Jackson pulled her Denali into the circle drive before parking the car in front of the entrance to the North Kansas City Medical Center. Sweat poured off her forehead and her body ached from the workout she had just completed at the gym. She glanced at the doors as she took a sip from her water bottle. The cold liquid dripped down her chin and onto her...

Indian Wife Has Fun in Train

by indianSHY on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

Hi everybody, Thanks for your comments on my first story, I will try to improve my mistakes, Please note this stories are just my imaginations and we have never introduced any third person in our marital life. STORY My name is Khalid, Me and my wife had a very good experience of her having being played by a stranger in an adult theatre in Mumbai. After...

Wonderful Wife to Worthless Whore Ch. 03

by deankoont on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

Chapter 3 -- Movie Night Part III The week went on quite well for Mike from their last cinema visit. Things were going really well at work, and sex with Julia was even more amazing. Her libido had increased so much that Mike was thinking about watching more porn together at home so they can fuck uninhibited by seats and or anything else. Every now and then,...

My Hot Wife Katie Ch. 24

by Freddyj881 on Sep 18, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Chapter 24 Katie's Submission Phil Dorman sat on the couch in his living room, watching his favorite Saturday Morning Talk Show. The obese man was chewing on a cheese burrito, the hot sauce running all over his pudgy hands and dripping onto his stained shirt as he stared at the TV screen in front of him. The sound was muted. Dorman didn't really care too...

True Love Ch. 01

by cuckoldtony on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

It was a relief to get off the grimy grey streets. I'd been pounding the baking asphalt for hours, wearing the already paper thin soles of my five dollar shoes into a fine mist. Now I was sat in the reception room of my latest client, a Major Benson, waiting for him to finish pounding whichever floozy he had bent over his office desk. He certainly had plent...