We have been married for seven years. My wife has been a steadfast and loving wife never wavering from her unconditional love for me and my cock. We have a pretty good sex life – hot fucking at least twice a week but slowly and consistently the seven-year-itch is creeping in our lives. Oh no,
A few years ago, a friend of mine was renting a flat in a small village in the Midlands, which he and another friend used when they were called to work in the locality. One weekend my wife and myself had agreed to borrow the flat for a few days away. Before going to the
We were having an early cocktail. It was a Friday in late summer, still sunny and warm at 6:30, and it was our traditional “Thank God it’s Friday, only two more working days until Monday,” celebration. “Hans made an email pass at me today,” Betty said. “Hans, the guy in from Denmark?” I asked, Betty
Hope nervously paced the ground floor, waiting for John, wondering if she would regret her agreement with Tom. She loved Tom and very much wanted to please him, but she had never shared her body with another since their marriage and worried about the consequences for their marriage. Yet, after much discussion and mutual reassurances,
“So tell me, why do you want your wife to fuck other men?” Julie and Juan looked at me expectantly. My wife Sheila were sitting in their living room, all four of us relaxing with drinks in hand, while their kids slumbered upstairs. It was a suburban evening like any other, apart from the topic
We had planned on going out that weekend. It had been a couple of weeks and we were both hot for my wife to get a good fucking by a strange cock. We had made out like mad just thinking about how good it was going to be. As always the anticipation was just about
My wife complained that her pussy was very itchy. It was getting so bad that she was very uncomfortable. We decided to go see a gynecologist. We had just moved in to this small town and my wife didn’t have any idea about who to go to. When I called one of my friends he
My wife was a woman in a bit of an emotional or moral turmoil. On one hand she wanted to explore but on the other she was a complete prude. When we were at home she dressed in a very conservative manner seeming uptight all the time. The only exception was when we went on
Cyn and I have always enjoyed a good sex life over our 28 years of marriage. This is one episode which helped keep things interesting and fun in our earlier years… We were in our mid 20-‘s, having been married a few years. We had two young children and were thrilled with getting invited to
My wife Beth had been getting ready for the party all day. She is one of the most attractive women in our neighbourhood, and was always one of the hottest women whenever we went to a bar or somewhere in public. Men were constantly checking her out, and what’s worse, she was constantly giving them
Maura burst into tears and grabbed her pocketbook and dashed off to the ladies room. For about the millionth time. So much for this night. And this marriage. We’d had a decent run as husband and wife. Most marriages founder on the same rocks – bad communications, children, outside interference, money, sex, bad communications, ridiculous
You could hear the calming whispers of the air passing by our windows, exhaling into our mouths, my wife’s in particular. The October birds and plants were abound on either sides of the road, and the ominous blue and purple hue of the sunset was painted across the waking starry night sky. The gentle tapping
My husband and I had been married for ten years, we had decided to leave children until later, it wasn’t that I was career minded or anything like that, just that John was starting his own company and he needed all the capitol he could get his hands on until the business could properly support