Ethan ran away eight months ago after he discovered his wife of five years was sneaking around with a black dude named Ernest. She wanted him to live with the arrangement because she told him that Ernest sexed her and made her feel like the woman of her dreams. In other words, she went black
How I got my first wife Robin, to participate in a gangbang fucking
How I got my first wife Robin, to participate in a gangbang. She was reluctant at first, but an afternoon with my friends changed our lives. I’ve had this fantasy for years, and I’d talk about it with Robin, my wife. Robin at the time was 28, 5’2″ 34C-24-34, short auburn hair. One night I
Wife helps plan a bachelor party. The stripper can’t make it, so she has to take her place.
Bachelor Wendy and I are both in our late twenties. She’s 5’6, 110 lbs., 34c, light blue eyes, and a natural redhead. Wendy has these beautiful soft thick lips… just perfect for blowjobs. Being a Natural redhead, her pubic hair is red and very soft. We’ve been together about 4 years, married a little over
Mature Ellen’s Erotic Adventures
I was on my second pina colada, sitting at a table with four other girls from my dorm floor. Usual Friday night, hanging out at the local college meat market. Tallahassee is a big college town, and weekends are made for parties. This was back in the early eighties in the fall, when being twenty
Dad Throws a New Year Party
Dad wanted to throw a New Years Eve party last year and mom liked the idea. So Dad wanted me to go to a friend’s place to stay for the night but at the last minute they had to go out of town, so I stayed home. I told Dad that I would stay in
Whoring For Abdul
In my last story I recounted how, during a visit with my husband to Birmingham’s seedier quarters in search of some adventurous sex, I was propositioned by an Asian man who assumed I was a prostitute. Going along with his understandable misinterpretation of events (he had watched me give my husband a blow job in
Our red light Amsterdam holiday
Selena, my wife, and I had an amazing experience some years ago. It was like we were two innocents who arrived in Amsterdam. We did all the usual tourist haunts, eventually walking around the Red Light District. We were amazed by what was on offer. Then one day a doorman talked us into going into
Just Another Day At The Office
“Come in,” Danny called without even bothering to look up from the papers on his desk. Although he heard the door swing open, he didn’t acknowledge that someone had entered his office. He was a managing partner…whoever it was could wait until he finished what he was doing. After almost five minutes of playing the