After that night when Beth was finger fucked by a stranger in a bar and then fucked by another stranger in the backseat of our car, she was like a different woman. She had always loved sex but now she seemed to be constantly turned on. I was in a constant state of tiredness with trying to keep up with her sexual demands. Every guy thinks he would love to ha...
When Cyndi wasn't 'working' as Sindi Suxgoode, in front of or behind her cameras, we searched for and quickly found her a house to buy in the Simi Valley area. With my help, she was able to qualify for a 15-year mortgage, as she was able to put 50% down on the total price. A professional clean-up crew fixed the place up and a hurried shopping trip partly fur...
Disclaimer: This story chronicles the adventures of an Indian bride who joins a club to fulfill all her fantasies and the later events that follows. I hope you will enjoy reading it and all feedback is welcomed. Happy reading. * 1.Prologue: I was lying quietly on the bed waiting for them to come. The camera was in position. The large mirror reflected my a...
For a number of years I have enjoyed a strong, sometimes kinky, but always eventful, sexual relationship with a very, very sexy woman. She is still married to her husband, a guy who does not perform in the bedroom and is somewhat under endowed. His sex drive and potency is nonexistent which as much as she loves him it leaves her extremely sexually frustr...
My name is Amber. I am married to a brunette, blue-eyed wimp named Ken. He's tall and muscularly built but has a really tiny penis. He has no job and lays around watching football all day when he isn't surfing porn. He farts a lot like a real man does, and giggles about it, but doesn't want anyone to see the resulting skid marks in his underwear. I'm five f...
In a month he went from being a king in Florence to complete self degradation, rotting for hours on end in front of a computer screen. It's astonishing how his mind is still able to conjure sexless thoughts. At the laundromat, he peels back his cap, severs some cords and throws the pink matter into a washing machine; the one in the corner, with the picture o...
During thirteen years of matrimony, Ingrid and I produced two wonderful children and never seemed to be able to climb out of debt. We could not divorce if we wanted to and my God, we often wanted to. The house we share, a Craftsman bungalow on the northern edge of Marston Hill, has witnessed the steady dissolution of our marriage, the breaking of our bonds,...
I've always dreamed about being truly helpless and vulnerable. This time I truly was. My husband and I often indulge in submissive adventures. He shares me with his friends, and sometimes strangers, and likes to expose me in public places. I love him very much but it is humiliating to be used by others while my husband watches (and often participates). It a...
About a year went by, as Shayla and I grew together. I've heard—especially from former white-girl 'Goddesses'—that the total screaming lust of the first couple of months quickly wears off and becomes routine sex. That didn't happen. We took our antiretroviral meds regularly, with no exceptions, and we both had our blood tested once a month at the diagnostic...
First time poster. It all started out with a naughty text! Text message sent to wife while at work at 11:00a.m.: I was just thinking yesterday and this morning about how I like to kiss down your neck then go lower to your chest then to the tops of your breasts, than kiss your nipples and lick and suck at one breast as I kneed and squeeze the other with my...