"You don't own me", Marie yells. "You might command those lickspittles at work but you will never command over me. I am not your servant and i will never be, stop telling me what i should do." "I told you to stop fucking these stupid bastard", you yell back, "that has nothing to do with owning you. You are my wife, Marie, w...
We were invited to the beach for New Year's Eve. There were two rental houses side by side. In the smaller one Camille's friend Odile and her new husband were staying for summer. Next door, a larger house had been rented by Odile's younger brother and two of his surfy friends for their Uni holidays. It was a big house and we were given the room downstairs. T...
We'd spent the evening with wine glasses in hand, naked in the Jacuzzi, under the starlit sky. Joy and Jason were married, but they'd gone through a rough patch and during that time Joy had been with another. Jason eventually realized that he was alright with Joy's escapades; in fact he was infatuated with the thought of her and a lover taking each other in...
After years of reading slut wife stories in various magazines and on Internet sites I finally have one of my own to tell. It is not about my wife, at least not this time, and it happened at a very unlikely place - my daughter's wedding. The slut? None other that the mother of the groom. Rick and Anna had been a couple for several years before Rick popped th...
A little background to get you started. My wife's name is Nan and I am Claude. Nan is 30 and I am 29. We have been married just over a year. She is, 5'4", 34D 23 34, and looks like a starlet. If she would go to Hollywood any studio would hire her because she is so photogenic. Her hair is raven black and her complexion is creamy white. She looks like she has...
It was her cottage. That is what she told family and friends when the came visiting. It didn't have the hustle and bustle of city life, nor did it have the nosy neighbours of village life. It was perfect for her. She had bought it a year ago, having saved for what felt like ages. It was worth it though, it had a flower garden in front and a porch in the bac...
Chapter 4 - White Wedding The day I had waited for had finally arrived. As I stood in the front of the church I felt as though the eyes of all these relatives, friends, and assorted guests seemed to be sizing me up. As they looked at me and chatting quietly amongst themselves, this feeling came over me that they all were deciding if I was a suitable match f...
Last summer, my wife Julie, invited her boss (Aaron) and his wife (Tracy) over for dinner and a dip in our pool. We have a patio that leads to an in ground pool, with a semi private back yard. Just after we finished a lovely meal, Tracy got a phone call from their sitter, that one of their boys wasn't feeling well. I was in the process of making margaritas...
My deepest, darkest fantasy has always been to watch my wife fuck another man. I wanted to watch her in the throes of passion, clamping her legs around and digging her nails into someone else. I finally got up the courage to mention it to her and she laughed at me, "Get serious Vern." Even though she wouldn't admit it the idea did turn her on. I could tell...
"Bloody hell, it must be what, six years, how you doing?" I couldn't believe it myself. The last time I saw Tim he was lying between my ex wife's legs making her scream in ecstasy each time he rammed his nine inch cock up her. "I thought you'd gone to the States to head up that pharmaceutical company, what brings you back here you randy old bastard." Tim a...