“That was an incredible dinner,” I said as Jody leaned over my left shoulder to take my empty plate. “You’re any incredible cook, Jody.” Jody smiled and kissed the top of my head. “Why thank you, kind sir. I love having you visit. You’re a lot of fun.” Reaching past me to retrieve the plate, Jody’s perky medium-sized tits nearly brushed the side of my head....
This is a pretty nasty cuckold story. I don’t recommend doing this in real life. If you want romance or people who are concerned about bodily fluids this one is probably not for you. But if this is what you like, c’mon in and get comfortable. -H.G. ************************* The little black dress my wife was wearing was stretched tight across her big, lus...
My story started several years ago when my best mate Phil and I were out having a quiet drink while our wives, Tina and Laura, were on a hen night. The conversation always turned to sex as we both moaned that we never got enough. Our wives used to take our moaning in good spirit as “typical men’s moans”. Anyway the conversation this night centred on our dro...
Thanks for the comments, I appreciated all of them, pros and cons. Without them I might not have continued. My eyes opened with a snap and as I stared at the ceiling, memories of last night slowly returned. My beautiful wife Amy, Brad, a huge black man, a hypnotist, me opening Amy’s blouse for this man, my wife’s hands on his cock, how I actually put her...
She was one of those women. You know the ones sexy as hell, talks like a sailor and has not one ounce of shame in her gorgeous little body. There is just one problem. She is my boss and she is feverishly licking my wife’s pussy while I fuck her from behind. Okay, I got your attention now let me regress. It all started with an innocent work picnic. My w...
It was a Saturday night and my wife and I had just finished dinner at a nice restaurant. My wife had a couple of glasses of wine and she was feeling buzzed. I could tell she was feeling good because she had been flirting with the waiter. We have been married seven years and every time she gets drunk, she gets very flirty. I really do not mind, since she is...
For the rest of the train journey upto Kolkota, Malavika was very moody. She was very affected by the previous night’s play with Gopal. There was no one near us in the train which was half empty by now. She kept saying, “Vishy, I miss him already. He was gentle and made me feel so nice.” “Gentle?” I pondered as I got a flashback of the night’s wild act and...
( I hope you have enjoyed the story so far, its based on a true story about a real couple.) Honey left for work the next day and told me she would be getting off from work a couple hours early so she could get ready for her dinner date with Mr. Howard. So I decided to leave early from work myself so I could be here for moral support for my wife because I kn...
The Erotica Show in London was as usual one of the highlights of our calendar. Every year Erotica gathers together artists and exhibitors from the biggest names in the industry, selling and showing lingerie, films, toys, magazines, something to suit everyone’s desires. We went down to London by car, Jayne looking great in her PVC mini-dress and high heels,...
Simply put, holiday shopping can drive a person insane. My wife and I had just concluded a day at the mall. We were stressed and in need of unwinding. Driving down the road we passed an all too familiar establishment, the Platinum Horse. It was an upscale gentleman’s club, known for its fine dining, spirits and of course a female revue that was its hallmark....