After my wife told me about her experience with the neighbor's pool boy, things settled somewhat back to normal. Her infidelity did not put me off her, to the contrary, our sex life improved and I once again felt interested in her in a way I hadn't for years. Although she admitted that my cock was not as filling as her lovers' had been, she still managed to...
I apologise to all the people who were promised follow-ups to my previous stories. I have lost the data twice and have decided that Fate, helped by my stupidity decrees otherwise -I have started again. Apologies also to anyone who expected a reply to e-mails, please note I have now a new address. Regards, Quin. ***** The editor picked out another letter fr...
Readers: I am a wife worshipper. This is how I choose to live my life as a husband. ... This morning I woke up early and walked naked downstairs to the dressing room. There as always were the garments my Wife had laid out for me in a perfect order. The panties were pink with small white polka dots and there was a matching chemise. To the right were white s...
All participants in this chapter are over the age of eighteen. You might want to read the prior chapters so that this one will have a proper context. It's been a long process, but one I've enjoyed writing. Annie was gone for only a short while, maybe as long as ten minutes, but no longer. In her absence, the three remaining boys talked among themselves and...
Introduction: This can be read as a stand alone story, but if you want to understand the Island, you should read Chapter 8 at least. It is probably best to read the entire tale, but it is not necessary. For those of you who are following the series, Beercan is not in this chapter, but he will be in all of the following ones. ***** A Week in Femdom Villa...
The grand opening of Tra'mon's fitness center came only one week later. This day would be the only time that any of the 13 white husbands from the condo community would be invited, and it was a day that I shall never forget. The grand opening was held on a Saturday at 11 o'clock in the morning. It came the Saturday after the stud's grotesque and beligerent...
Several weeks had passed since our eventful evening with the motorcycle gang. While David and Karen hadn't actually moved in with us, they were around so often our kids now referred to them as "Uncle David" and "Aunt Karen". My wife was still getting her share of cock, and I suspect pussy as well. However, she had essentially cut me out of her sex life since...
Surrey, 1908. My wife was reading the Lady Cyclists' Association News in the drawing room. "You know that new housemaid called Lucy?" asked my wife. I nodded vaguely. "She is a lively creature isn't she?" "I do not know, Eleanor. I have not given it much thought," I said. "She strikes me as a rather simple clumsy girl." "Come with me then and I will sh...
I stroked myself slowly as I watched the Major giving it to my wife from behind. "Give it to me Daddy," she moaned as he forced her face down over his desk, her big tits swinging around and slapping against the leather desk top. He tugged her tight skirt up over her big ass and roughly tore her French knickers down. He knew what she wanted all right and h...
I sat on the floor, my face still stinging from where the big man bitched slapped me. He simply grabbed me by the front of my shirt, lifted me to my toes, and repeatedly slapped my face. "How could this happen to me in my own home", I wondered. The humiliation of being beaten by a large naked man who had suddenly emerged from our bedroom was mortifying. He...