I had just finished changing into a black satin, frilly French maid's outfit - which Hamish had picked for me - when I heard voices downstairs. I pulled my silk panties up tight and put on a pair of black high heels and tottered down the stairs. Hamish had changed into jeans and a button-down shirt, and was chatting to my wife in the kitchen. Both were l...
Warning! This story contains sex between men, and sex between women. If this offends you, then it is not the story for you. This is a four part story, maybe more. It will be told from the perspective of four different people in the following order. The husband, the wife, the other man, and the other woman. This first story is from the perspective of the hus...
The first interracial picture I saw as a teenager was in an adult magazine. It showed a very attractive red headed woman with long hair and alabaster skin sitting on a black man's lap with her back turned towards him. The black man was well built and had his hands firmly on her hips. Her face conveyed to me that she was experiencing great pleasure fucking th...
A man can change, can't he? I mean, an aggressive man doesn't have to remain aggressive all his life; an unfaithful man doesn't have to keep cheating. And a jealous man? Surely, given time, a jealous man is able to accept that his wife is attractive to other men? I believe I can answer my own question. Lin and I had been married for three years and the j...
The white wife lay beneath the black stranger in his bed. Her legs were spread wide and her hands gripped his muscular arms. The black stranger's cock was beginning to push ever so slowly into her married pussy. The guilt she felt in the betrayal of her husband of twenty-four years was easily pushed aside by the compelling need to feel the large black cock i...
As I watched across the crowded dance floor I could see my seriously hot, cheeky and gorgeous wife popping in and out of view as she laughed and flirted with several guys. Making no secret of the fact that her husband was somewhere in the room, she was clearly getting all of the boys pretty worked up. All the while I just sipped my drink and let my heart rac...
He was a man of science for whom traditional beliefs and conventions were archaic; reason and logic were his mantra. She was more traditional but burned with an ambition to be a great writer, an aspiration sometimes assailed by feminine self-doubt. As in a classic Greek tragedy, their character traits would combine to lead the pair into treacherous waters....
Recently I have discovered a side to me that I would not have thought I would enjoy. Until this point in my life I have always been in charge in our marriage. My wife Lora has always been of the submissive nature and our sex life has been under my control. Even when we first meet she would enjoy me instructing her to perform in front of me, or maybe I would...
(MF, Strapon) Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2002 Couture *********** It had started innocently enough. I had always fantasized about my wife taking more control in bed, and when she asked if she could tie me up, I jumped at the chance. She got some of my old ties out of the close...
We - my wife and I - had moved from a busy city to a small town around twenty years ago. I joined a local tennis club soon after and that was when I first met a lady called May; she too was married, but at the time she was going through a divorce. We got along well and I helped her get over it by just being there for her. After her divorce and during the ne...