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The Hypnotist Takes My Wife

by Speakingeasy on Jul 10, 2019
Loving Wives

I wrote this story for those who enjoy my work. There is some truth in it, but I won't say which part. Again for those who do not enjoy my work, go somewhere else or write your own story. Let's see if you can create something that is more enjoyable. ***** What husband who has been married to his wife for some time hasn't wondered what it would be like to s...

High Class Wife: Secret Slut

by B.A. Lechine on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

My wife and I have been occasional partner-swappers over the years and each have had several affairs. Because of concerns over possible HIV infection we have had no significant activity outside of our marriage for over three years. However there has been one major exception that I think your readers will find interesting. (Certainly the activity is one that...

Flashing Ch. 01

by Ilovetoeatsperm on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My wife and I were driving home from the store the other day. It's hot out and I have already peeled my shirt off of my chest to relax and enjoy the air conditioning in the car. We are about half way home and we pull up to a stop light right before a bridge over some rail road tracks. We see a young lady at the stop light waiting to cross and continue walkin...

I Talked Her into This

by NeilMc123 on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

I talked her into this!! She looked down at her smartphone and read the text she had just received. Smiling she began replying to the sender. Her husband sat anxiously in the driver seat of their car as she squirmed in the passenger seat replying to the sex text. "Is that him?" her husband enquired. Continuing the text message she replied. "Yes that'...

The Perfidious Wife Ch. 01

by jawanaut on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

I think she first met him in college. We had just started dating, back then and were not that close. I do not think we had ever even discussed being exclusive. Therefore, needless to say, it was not that big of a deal when I found out she had slept with him after a party one night. How was I to know, I would wind up marrying that girl. We stayed dating all...

My Wife at a Nude Beach

by Totzman on Sep 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

When my wife and I were first married, we took a car trip to San Francisco to see the sites and visit the Oceanside. Although Tabitha was a modest woman when we were dating, she was very intrigued when I mentioned that some of the beaches in the area permitted nudity. Expecting her to groan or make a sarcastic comment about my desire to ogle her, or worse, o...

Black Man One Ch. 16

by Weak_White_Wimp on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

The following week went by and I had not seen Julie or Tra'mon. Many thoughts of texting my wife crossed my mind, but by now I was more timid than I ever was before since I discovered Julie was "with" the black man. I also knew the young black stud would become angry if I tried calling or texting Julie, and I was afraid to get beaten up by him yet again....

The Smell of Adultery

by NaughtyWhiteWife on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

You've had a long day at work and you're driving down the boulevard. You stop at a red light and something has caught your eye in a parking lot across the intersection. The light turns green and you start to pull away and while you pass the hotel you notice the green car as a stuffed animal in the back window just like your wife's car. Your curiosity has...

The Next Act

by Greenpin on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

My wife had enjoyed her introduction to extra-marital sex but our very busy lives didn’t leave room for much else besides work, sleep, and household responsibilities. We had often pondered the question, where do you find people who are interested in a heterosexually open lifestyle, without diving into the pandoras box of a swing club? My wife wasn’t quite re...

Wrong Side of the Tracks

by Randy_Scribbler on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Dawn was upon us when my car slowly ground to a halt. The air was hot and humid. The faint sound of Gangster Rap music played in the distance, drifting down from a high-rise tower block of flats. My wife and I had broken down in a rundown part of town, on the wrong side of the tracks. We had been on our way to a house party, in a far more affluent and less d...