This is a little fantasy of mine and dedicated to my Mistress. There is some explicit language and scenes in the story and you know the drill, if you are underaged or don´t like to read (bi)sexual acts than don't bother. This story is explusively mine and can only be copied after contacting me. I haven't written in years and I hope I haven´t gotten too rust...
This is a rewrite of Chapter Two. The original was rushed and confusing. I was also sort of dishonest with myself where I wanted it to go. Enjoy. Also, I did stick in in Loving Wives because she's a loving wife, so cuckaphobes, enjoy ripping it up! ***** Bryan slept fitfully. His wife Stephanie was out with Dennis, yet to come home from the hotel. The nig...
(Hi. I'm the Old Man. I've written several stories and posted them here before. Some of them are my fantasies and some are more truth than fantasy. The one thing they had in common was that they were all mine. This one is different. I was working in the yard a few days ago when a young friend, I'll call him Steve, stopped by with an ice-cold six-pack. Nothin...
It had been about six years since my wife and I had bought our house, and our guest bedroom was in need of a good painting. So, I hired a local painter to take care of the job. The guy had been recommended to me by a friend, and after doing a quick appraisal, he told me he could take care of the room in one day. "No problem," I said, "we'll be here all Satur...
I woke up kind of groggy and my first thought was to immediately wonder if I had just awakened from some type of dream. I stretched and looked to my side and realized my wife had not come to bed at all last night and I knew then what happened was indeed real. Then the images started to flood my head of my wife and Ben together and I wondered how things might...
Despite all the sex and sex talk, you can't build a loving relationship on screaming, orgasming sex alone. So I cooked for Shayla. Retrieved her single, pitiful suitcase from storage and washed everything in it for her. She slept in our bed, made up daily by her... made up several times, as we screwed on it as often as possible. I took her shopping for repla...
If my friends want a bite, they can have it. Am I overly generous? I don't love this slut. Let her cut a gloryhole into the bedroom wall. Every time I walk down the hall I'll see a dick-less man glued to that sad layer of sheetrock. Addiction says, "this is exactly what your body needs right now" as an addict wraps an elastic band around their bicep, scrumm...
Mark...Alex...Trevor--these are some of the names I've caught her saying over the hum of her vibrator. Behind the door cracked open, she kept everything under the sheets so you couldn't see below her shoulders. Which is fine; If you saw her strutting downtown you too would first notice her lean face--starting with those cold blue eyes always looking straigh...
Neither noticed the professor entering the room. He had in fact been watching the unfolding saga from the door, not wanting to interrupt what was an incredibly erotic scene. At some point, he found the evolution between the two women to be beyond the point of no return. Till then either of them could have reacted in shock at his appearance. He bided his tim...
Chapter 16 -- October 2008 AS I jerked off outside the closed bedroom door, I heard the sounds of passion and pleasure coming from my wife and her lover. He came, she came, he came again. I was excited as hell, but I did not know why, because I felt ignored, stupid and really, really hurt. I kept masturbating, not allowing myself to cum because I know I ca...