- 23 - Jessica was talking with Julie when I got back up to my desk. Immediately they both went silent as I approached. Jessica spoke first, "I got to know. Please tell me because it is killing me. Don't lie or make something up, alright." her words seem to bubble out of her. "Did you have a...," she paused and looked around and continued in a harsh whisper...
We had been planning the outfit for months, and finally the day was upon us. The outfit was for me, not my wife. I have been a latex fetishist for years and I have slowly been able to bring my wife round to my way of thinking, although she is not as out there as me. We live in South Africa, where latex is scarce and expensive and really hard core fetish...
My wife is originally from India. When I married her, she was in her early twenties and her family had just immigrated to the US. Having been raised in a conservative background, she was always very shy about her body. I was always looking for ways to make her less inhibited. I wanted her to wear more revealing clothes, and to show off more of her body. I al...
When I got home that Thursday, Dee met me at the door. It had become a routine. She was dressed in something real sexy, tonight it was a sheer blue baby-doll with a matching g-string and we immediately began fucking each other. As we fucked, I thought of fucking Cindy the night before and I am sure that Dee was thinking of her thorough fucking the night bef...
After our last adventure, I felt aroused almost constantly. The slightest passing memory of what happened would make me instantly as hard as a rock, and the memories kept finding their way into my mind. Whenever my wife and I made love, I would picture everything that happened at the end of our last adventure, and everything I wanted to happen in the future....
I noticed my wife had filled a few blue bags of old clothes to be taken to the recycle centre. I had a look through them to see if she was disposing of anything I may wish to dress up in. most things are far too small for me but there could be something I could stretch to breaking point and wear. As I started looking through I came across some items I had n...
My wife was a slut! This sentence must seem harsh, but there was no other way to describe it. I knew we weren't together back then. I also knew that she was free to do as she wished. But what would you call a woman that takes part in a threesome with two male strangers she just met a couple of hours before in a bar? Sarah's confessions troubled me for the r...
Story starts out with a husband and wife planning their weekend night out. The husband, Steve, has been looking forward to seeing his wife dressed in a short tight red skirt he bought his wife along with a pair of her five in high heels, black thigh high stockings and a satin shirt. As Steve's wife, Jen is getting dressed, Steve is thinking of the places the...
By Oldfarticus (formerly Dom) I checked the answering machine as soon as I walked in the door and the first message told me I had fucked up big time. I was supposed to have met my wife up at Harry's Pub two hours ago! The message was short and not so sweet -- get my own damn supper and pick her up at Harry's at 9 sharp! She and Maggie were going to catch...
My wife started modeling for Artists after I had an artist I knew come over to help me with my figure drawing and my wife was used as a model. She did so good that he convinced her to model for the drawing group we belonged to. It took him a while to convince her, but once she started modeling for the group she enjoyed the exposure. The only thing she dislik...