My wife, Samantha, and I met in university and moved in together after graduating. We held off getting married for several years as we were busy building up our careers. But it was not to say our sex lives was unexciting. Far from it. We were what people call "swingers" -- we had safe and consensual sex with others but remained romantically faithfu...
The beginning of this story finds you on a rare day off along with your best friend, Matt. You've known Matt since you were in middle school, and you wound up going to the same high school since there was only one in your small town. You both moved out of state to the same college, and even ended up working in the same office after graduating, though, managi...
As my wife and I were fooling around last night, I asked her if she would answer a naughty question. We really get off when we "talk dirty". She was jacking my cock while using one of her vibrators on it. It feels really good when she holds the vibrator on the underside of my head while she slowly masturbates the shaft. We were high (hey, we live in a sta...
You're definitely worried now. For the past couple of months, things have slowly died down in your relationship with Jennifer. You've been suspicious that maybe she has been looking around for other partners, but you hadn't found any evidence that would suggest that. However, all of a sudden she seems to be in a chipper mood. You two are attached at the hip...
It happened a few years ago, some sort of illness came to. It lasted in people forever with no cure, well no long-lasting cure. These people need to ingest semen at least once a day, and even then once isn't exactly enough. If they don't they start to go through withdrawals and this eventually leads them to death. You, having a medical degree, put together a...
The following story is written by my wife Angel. It is her view of the slave auction night plus my night as her slave and what she made me do. As I rode home in our car that night, a bit dazed, and reflecting on what the hell had just happened, I was surprisingly pleased with myself. I really had showed, mostly to myself, but also of course to my husband...
I do not like to go to company parties. Not Fourth of July, not Christmas, not New Years. Anytime. I just don't like them. They're usually very boring, often embarrassing as people do and say things with careless abandon. Part of my dislike is admittedly my fault -- I don't like to drink alcohol. So as other people are loosening up while getting blitzed, I'm...
She squatted down to pick up the belt, as she wanted absolute certainty, a small part of her still clung on to the remote possibility that she was wrong. As soon as she touched it, her pussy contracted so violently that she orgasmed again. As she was trying to wrap her head around the fact that she had cheated on her husband for real – not with some sort of...
I’m an average size guy. Five ten, almost thin, and at thirty years of age, very little facial hair. My beautiful wife was four inches shorter than me, thinner and as she had pointed out many times before, my arms were as skinny as hers. She always talked about me dressing up girly with her because I almost had the body type of a woman anyway. This always se...
*This story is a work of fiction. All resemblances to any person are purely coincidental. All rights reserved by author. Feedback is more than welcome!* "Are you sure I'm not going to fall off the back?" Jerry had convinced Jenna to go out for a ride on his motorcycle. She'd thought about it for years, but had never tried riding. Being out there on the b...