This story is the culmination of a long erotic dream I had one morning. I fleshed it out and added more details to make it longer. None of the people are real, but are loosely based on people in my life. If cuckolding isn't your thing...well, you can always click away. Or keep reading. You may find something you like... * My friend Sal and I had been plan...
My wife Maria and I had long been considering involving another couple into our sex lives. I had always fantasized about it, but only recently had I learned that Maria was interested as well. We had been married for about five years, and our sex life had become only ordinary. I had always been hesitant to pursue our fantasies, because I was not sure how I'd...
On Saturday night my wife and I went over to Tony and Cheri's house for dinner and entertainment. We went out into the back yard and sat in the cool shade of their patio, while Tony grilled some steaks. Jackie poured the wine she had brought and we all relaxed, talking about everyday things. After we ate the steaks and drank two bottles of wine we were laugh...
Andy Briar was sitting in his local library doing research for his A level English essay. His thesis was on corporal punishment in British schools post war to 1987. Andy was eighteen years old and lived a quiet life with his parents in the university town of Uxbridge, Greater London. He was a studious boy and didn't have many male friends. He was five feet...
It was almost noon and I couldn't wait. Our neighbors of 18 years were coming over for our weekly Saturday cookout. It was our turn to provide the steaks and burgers. Bills's wife, Margaret, always brought her fantastic home-made potato salad and a delicious side dish. My wife of 32 years, Diane, always made some sinfully fattening desert that we would all c...
I've always wanted to tell this story. It's something I have wanted to share for a long time, but it was never safe to do so till now. This happened one hot summer Sunday afternoon in 1983. My parent's pastor was a burly, hulking man of 6'3" with a booming voice and a firm handshake. Each Sunday he thundered out dire warnings of God's coming wrath for sinn...
My pretty wife Barb and I were in a popular sports bar and she was wearing a nearly sheer unbuttoned blouse; a front buttoned mini skirt and thigh high stockings and heels. She was here like that, not to pick up some guy, but to pay off a bet. She was overly confident that her favorite team would win the bowl game and arrogantly made the wager with the certa...
Best Buddy's Sexual Peccadillo A group of men sit around talking candidly about their sex lives. I'm Paul, the host of this party. Thanks for stopping by to read my story. We were all sitting around the big screen watching the Super Bowl one year. I had invited all of my best buddies to watch the game with me. There were 21 of us guys, including me. Our w...
John Hawk My name’s John Hawk. I’m now in my forties, somewhere this side of fifty. Widowed, my wife died of cancer, ten years ago. Since that time I’ve done quite a lot that I probably never would have done if she hadn’t died. Partly because of our relationship, partly just because of life. I’m a fairly good-looking man. Not overly so, but nice enough...
I sat at the kitchen table the letter from the IRS almost shaking in my hand. Cash had been very tight for Jenny and I recently anyway, and this seemed like the last straw. My wife sat opposite me. For a moment neither of us spoke, the hard reality of a demand for $10,000 slowly sinking in. "Christ, Jenny. I don't know what we're going to do now," I said in...