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Rugby Fantasy

by Boomerang7 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

This weekend was a funny one. As the previous weekend, my wife had arranged to go on a course Saturday, and would be leaving at nine thirty, and, in addition, she mentioned to me on Friday evening that she needed to wash her hair before she went on Saturday morning. Clearly we were not going to have any sex on Saturday morning, which would probably mean no s...

Michelle Breaks Her Husband

by Porky_Pig on Aug 17, 2017
Fetish

Bobby Flanders sat on the couch in this living room watching television when he heard a car pull up in the driveway. He peeped out of the curtains for the hundredth time and breathed a sigh of relief realizing that it was his wife Michelle that had pulled in. His gaze shifted to the wall clock and he saw that it was 11:00 pm. This was unusually late for Mich...

Can't Stop Watching My Wife Cheat

by alilaboveaverage on Feb 12, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

After watching my wife cheat on me in such vivid fashion, i've realized that I have become a different person. I wouldn't say that I was the most confident man on earth, but as a grown 28 yo guy with a good paying job, pretty good looks, and fun outgoing personality I possess some qualities that attractive women would desire. Why now have I lost all of my se...

Erica's Man - Five Day course - Day 05

by MysteryTe on Sep 28, 2020
Group Sex

Erica and I awoke exhausted on the Friday. It had been a crazy week of sex, with Erica being hornier than I'd ever known. This was in no small part down to the part played by her two friends and work colleagues, Rhea and Helen. Erica had been incredibly turned on by my first week of sex apart from her, where previously we'd had threesomes only when we were t...

It's a Thin Line...

by sex4every1 on Apr 24, 2019
BDSM

Like any other hot-blooded man, I often fantasized about including a second woman into our lovemaking, but my wife, Karen, had always rejected the idea. I'd be lying if I said that I had any other complaints when it came to sex. My wife was up for just about anything, and was almost as hot-blooded as I was. We fucked at least three times a week, and she gave...

Nancy and the Produce Man Pt. 05

by Calvin427 on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

10. A contrived mini-crisis and slightly awkward preliminaries. A few seconds later the three of them entered the studio cabin. I shook Ben's hand and he introduced me to his soccer teammate Karl. Karl was shorter than I imagined he'd be, maybe only five-seven. He had a full head of curly black hair and was very broad-shouldered, so he probably weighed a...

Nancy's Seattle Adventures Ch. 06

by Calvin427 on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

1. Nancy said hello to Sid and Arnie and immediately headed for the kitchen. I trailed after her to find out exactly what had taken place in the bedroom. I came upon her as she was leaning forward taking a bottle of wine out of the refrigerator. Walking up behind her, I put my hand up her skirt to feel her naked ass. Pretending to be surprised (she'd caught...

Sharing My Wife

by SamSpeck on Mar 6, 2018
Loving Wives

A few years ago, my wife and I were on vacation in Maine enjoying the sun all day and drinks and hot fun in the Jacuzzi in the house that we had rented. Next door to our house lived two middle aged men, they were very friendly and always said hello whenever we seen them and they always asked us how the beach was. We had jokingly thought they must be gay sinc...

It's My Birthday

by CLB on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

It was my birthday. My wife, Vicki, hadn’t hinted a word of it this morning before I left for work, much less any word of it all week. Usually she’s right on top of this kind of stuff so not hearing or seeing any glimpse of knowledge from her all week long started becoming depressing. All day at work I was wondering if she’d actually forgotten about it. Tod...

Nancy and the Produce Man Pt. 03

by Calvin427 on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

5. What Went on in the Guest Room. As I trotted around the side of the house, the fog was becoming even thicker. This made it a fairly dark night. In fact, the only light in the back yard was coming from our guest room window. The blinds were closed, but a narrow beam of light streamed through the four-inch opening in a slat that I'd made some time ago. I'd...