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by madhav on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

My wife is originally from India. She emigrated to the US from India several years ago. We go on vacation to India every few years, partly to visit her family and friends, and partly because it is a nice change of pace from our busy lives. The events in this story happened on one of those trips several years ago. After the obligatory visits with her relative...

Wife's Massage

by SONIA BAJAJ on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

It was a beautiful sunny morning and Mohit couldn't wait to get out to the golf course. He had awoken to find my hand on his cock, so he reached over and touched her slightly moist pussy. I stirred and said something about a sexy dream I had had the night before. He wanted so to stay in bed and fill my warm, moist pussy but he was already late and he figured...

Wife's Massage Voyeur Ch. 02

by gonzi2 on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Carol and I had first met as babies in an orphanage; we were both adopted by the same couple and brought up like brother and sister. By her teens Carol was a blonde blue-eyed pocket Venus, small waist, tight bum and huge 36EE breasts. We fell in love and married; till our wedding night we were both virgins. We took out an short term mortgage on a country c...

Wife's Massage Voyeur Ch. 09

by gonzi2 on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

After Carol had showered we all had to get our tests done by Mary the big bodyguards wife, a trained nurse as well as being my brother's tutor. She was a big black momma around twenty stone. She took a blood sample from my finger then told me to drop my trousers and underpants. I was rather shy but did so and she held my prick and took a scrapping off of t...

Wife's Massage Voyeur Ch. 08

by gonzi2 on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

I was worried, my wife Carol had told me after her lesbian encounter with the two bi girls she may never go back to heterosexual lovemaking. But I needn’t have, by the next morning she’d got all her other urges back. She told me she only wanted sex with females occasionally as it gave her more sexual scope. She said she was still in love with me as much as...

Wife's Massage Voyeur Ch. 06

by gonzi2 on Sep 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I'm Ken Smith; I was adopted at the same time as a girl called Carol Jones by one family, so grew up as if we were siblings. When we were just still eighteen we married and were both virgins until our wedding night. Later we started our own massage business, though we each only dealt with clients of our own sex. That was until I was unable to carry on as I...

Wife's Massage Voyeur Ch. 05

by gonzi2 on Sep 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My wife Carol and I had been adopted as children by the same family so grew up as if we were brother and sister. Carol Jones and I Ken Smith eventually fell in love and married when we were both eighteen, I was a month older than my wife and we were both virgins until our wedding night. We lived in a country cottage and massaged clients of our own sex unti...

Wife's Massage Voyeur Ch. 03

by gonzi2 on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Carol my lovely blond wife and I were masseurs with each of us only massaging clients of our own sex. This was until a terrible cycle accident crippled me from the waist down forcing me to give up work. We were so short of money the only way I could see to get enough was for Carol to take over some of my male clients. She was reluctant to do this at first,...

Wife's Massage Voyeur Ch. 01

by gonzi2 on Sep 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

In 1962 I married Carol when we were eighteen. We’d both been abandoned as babies and the same couple had adopted us so we grew up as brother and sister although having different birth parents. Carol had a faded photograph of her birth mother also called Carol at eighteen years of age. She’d no idea who her father was and I’d no inkling who my real parents...

Wife's Massage Voyeur Ch. 07

by gonzi2 on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Jack, Carol and I talked through all our sexual hang-ups, I’d admitted my voyeurism and Carol much more. She’d kinky obsessions about being an exhibitionist a voyeur, being impregnated by strangers, being paid for sex and was bi curious. She’d also developed a fetish about old men, she imagined the older the man the bigger his cock. This opinion she’d forme...