The Sex Club This is the third story about my wife and me. My name is Jay and my wife is Elizabeth. In the first story I told you about how after 10 years of being together I finally found out about my wife's wild slutty past. As a result of that revelation we ended up getting together with George, Brad, and Russell for some hot sex action and both my wife...
There was the usual hubbub as we all ate breakfast together. "Attention everyone!" Greg was waving his hands, trying to get everyone's attention, but without much success. "Will you all please shut the fuck up?" Whether it was his expletive, or the volume at which it was uttered, the room grew quiet. "Thank you, I knew the genteel approach would work. I'v...
"What's a skinny dip?" my wife asked. There was just a hint of Danish accent in her American English, and I caught a trace of it in the way she pronounced "skinny dip." I scrolled through my second language vocabulary and, although I speak fluent Danish, I came up empty. "It's when you go swimming naked, Heidi," I said, unable to find a single word synonym...
I suppose that when it comes to wanting to watch your wife with another man my story is pretty much like everyone else's. At least at the start. For a long time I've had a desire to see my wife make it with another man. My wife is very active during sex, legs flailing and kicking, her body bouncing up and down on the bed, her hands constantly grabbing and...
I wasn't entirely sure what category to post this under. "Loving Wives", "Erotic Couplings", "Romance" and, if the story develops as planned even "Novella" would work. The story does involve a husband fulfilling a bet with his wife. There may be some hesitation but there is no real domination. There may be some soft restraints and teasing, but I don't feel i...
Steve watched Susan as she slept in the passenger seat next to him. He hoped this red light would last a little longer as he admired the firmness of the back of her thighs. She was laying with her feet and legs tucked up on to the space between them and the tight and very short shorts had snugged up nicely into the folds of her ass and crotch. He felt himsel...
"Welcome to Marbled, Dr. Bindre, are you ready to order?" "Hello, Bindi, yes I am. I'll have the family bowl of Caesar salad, the tureen of black beans and the cowboy cut rib eye—and three plates. I've got friends coming along in a few minutes." "Wow, I hope they're hungry. The cowboy rib eye alone weighs three pounds. And can I get you a carafe of the hou...
*** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! *** It was all down to 'Jennie', really. If she hadn't reacted so clearly and positively when I'd suggested we should meet, things could have - indeed would have - turned out oh-do differently. I'd actua...
Jill had settled into the new situation with us perfectly and I think I enjoyed it even more than she did. I had taken control of her web sites and had also created a few personnel sites to help her find men to play with (all with big cocks). At home Jill was slowly taking control of the house and turning me into the primary domestic role for the house and...
Angel stood in the doorway smiling, the woman in the wheelchair wasn't quite the beauty she would expect a Dom like Steve to have but that also intrigued her. The fact that the man wasn't so shallow as to need a beauty of epic proportions made him seem a bit more realistic to her. She let the woman in and as she closed the door behind the wheelchair she soft...