The story is long but I opted to bring it down in bits. So more are yet to follow there after. It is not hardcore and doesn't contain vulgar language. it is soft and please be contented with the way it is. That morning her husband went off on a business trip to Tanzania. Helen slothfully woke up as she was alone. She slept naked, and when she got out of bed...
"Isn't it time you got over it?" For Mandy, there were no harsher words. "When you lose somebody you love, it destabilizes your world-view," a therapist told her a number of years ago. "You view life as fragile. It is normal to temporarily lose faith in the stability of life. You believe that at any moment, you could lose the things you cherish the most."...
I woke up late the next morning from what little sleep I did get. It was a rough night being very restless. Had a hard time trying to get what I had seen out of my head and to get what rest I could. Wresting with my thoughts all night long. The feeling of being weak, shocked, and disappointed. How could I let him get away with doing that to my wife? Then aga...
Author's note: This story is not stand-alone. To understand where it is coming from you need to read Becoming A Slut Wife: Angie (1). This is not a stroke story; it is all about revenge. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ She got up, kissed my dick, told it not to go away and she left the room. She came back a minute later with a knife and cut m...
Chapter 11 I purged until there was nothing left inside me to come out, then had the dry heaves for several more minutes. What was happening to us? Was I losing my mind? Was my wife cheating on me? Was it possible that some kind of demonic entity was involved as I had read? I didn't believe in fairy tales, and I sure as Hell didn't believe in demons. Occa...
I can't believe what I have done. It all started when my wife told me she was going on a trip south with her girlfriend overnight. Subconsciously I knew I would be butt-fucking myself all night long while my wife was away. I did not know the extent to which I would go. I had to work the day my wife left for her overnight. As soon as she called me from her d...
As usual on a Friday lunchtime I was in the works canteen chatting to my best pal Stan. We had actually not got very much in common and would not have been natural friends were it not for circumstance. One factor was that we were both employed by the same firm but, he was in the works while I spent my time on the road in the local area as Customer liaison/ S...
All stories are true. The names have been changed to protect the guilty. * Mary is my wife's youngest sister and was the bad sheep of the family growing up. She was in college when my wife and I got married. While she loved to flirt with me, I pretty much ignored her as I didn't want to upset my wife and I also knew that the more I ignored her the easier i...
This in adult sex story. All of the adults named are of the age of consent. Anyone in this or any of my stories under the age of consent, named or not, are not in anyway involved in anything sexually related. This story follows "I Hit a Grand Slam in Seattle!" Enjoy this story and thanks for your views and votes. **** I'm sure you've seen those televi...
Our married life has always been like any other family. We spend our weekends at soccer games and our evenings supporting our children with their homework. We have sex when we can and occasionally go out to dinner. Who would have expected that a couple like us could have such a lurid dirty story to tell? My wife Bridgid is a 5 foot 6 inch tall, very sexy,...