Our sex life had been on the fritz for years. Children and work can do that to a couple. With Nancy and Tra both out of the house, I've been after Becky to rekindle the spark. She's been open to suggestions about tarting up her wardrobe and some mild public flashing, but she has firmly stomped on any ideas of swinging. (She had a few boyfriends before me, bu...
Hey everyone, this is Nabeel from Pakistan. I've been fond of reading and enjoying to so many stories that are uploaded here regardless of the real or fake nature. And after such a long association to this site, now I've planned to share my real life experiences with all you people. So cutting short let me introduce myself. My name is Nabeel and I am a grap...
That Friday was remarkable because it wasn't the thirteenth, which might have gone a long way in explaining the unbelievable circumstances that unfolded for all of the participants had it indeed been the thirteenth. No one could have foreseen the eventual outcome, although all would agree in the end that the end result was more than any of them could ever ha...
Some years ago a group of us through an internet chatroom used to meet up usually once a month at the London fetish fair and other fetish events in the general south east area. This meant that as we were real friends in kink the chatroom had a friendly welcoming respectful atmosphere generally. Newcomers could easily be welcomed and looked after. One of th...
We were nearing opening weekend of deer season but I was getting excited for a different reason this year. My wife had agreed to find a friend to help her volunteer at Smitty's for the weekend knowing it would be crazy busy with all the hunters and the regular waitress would be back at college. She had already helped Smitty out twice by volunteering when he...
I awakened with a dull headache and a cottony mouth, proof certain of excessive imbibing of the fermented grape and the evil weed last night. I blinked and squinted into the bright morning light streaming in through the sliding glass door that leads out to the bedroom patio. The blue, acrylic hot tub sunken into the deck was uncovered and wisps of heat vapor...
Down the street from the Najjars, John Matthews awkwardly made his way home. His erection made it hard to walk any faster and even walking was hard to do properly. His penis leaked precum as he pictured his wife Tiffany in the arms of a big black man, just the way he had just seen Jamilah. Across the road, ahead of John, a stunningly beautiful woman in her...
Portrait of a Modern Marriage Part 8 Old Routines & New Beginnings The rest of the school term passed without much else happening with regards to Claire and I indulging in our new lifestyle. We had a couple more 'swaps' with Lizzie and George but that was it really. Lizzie by that time was really getting into the submissive thing and, whilst I was more th...
My wife of seven years started to come home late after her job several evenings a week. She told me the girls in her insurance office started a club called the W.A.W.C. Club. The club consisted of about 20 or so women from her company. About half worked in Carol's immediate office. Carol told me the acronym stood for 'Women After Work Collation Club'. It was...
The next morning I woke up alone in bed. Someone was in the shower and I could smell coffee brewing. Moments later Bill came out of the shower. And Pam walked into the room holding a cup of what I hoped was coffee and asked. "Breakfast in here or down stairs?" I answered in a short clip tone. "Coffee here breakfasts down stairs." I didn't mean to be short...