Tommy was still pissed off at his wife. He was still not sure that he would ever get over it. She had just found out she was pregnant. The doctor had just told her that she was two months along. Why was Tommy pissed off? He knew that the baby was not his. It couldn’t
One story that I have never told anyone, is about my younger brother and his wife. They had been married just one month when this incident in our lives occurred. It was on a Friday night and I was visiting them at their home. They lived about 10 miles from town. We decided to go
Less the ten minutes after my wife had completed her first anal orgasms and she had me in the same armchair, her hands spreading my naked arse cheeks I could sense her eyes on the prize. Then I felt her wet tongue circling round my ring piece slowly getting ever closer, I felt tense waiting
Kerry come through here I called to my wife, who at the time was clearing up after lunch. She came through an enquiring smile on her face, stand there I asked her pointing to a spot a metre in front of where I sat on the sofa. She did as asked wondering where I was
Seeing Roger lying nude on his recliner, hands bound securely behind his back, watching his wife getting it on with a woman, a woman for whom he had been lusting after for several days, but as of yet had not even kissed, one might assume that he is more than a bit frustrated. Roger is,
She was rapidly approaching the point of completely losing herself in the passion and pleasure of the moment. With her arms tied above her, and her legs tethered by long silken scarves to the posts and iron frame of the hotel bed, she could hear her own breathing accelerate with each passing moment. The new
“Fuck me!” The echo, the plea in my wife’s voice, the insistent growl of her eager submission, those words excited me hard, almost terrifying me as they cut my soul. I loosened my grip, letting Andrea’s golden locks start to slip from the hard knot of my fingers. She moaned low, with a melted wanton
Once back with her guests, Annie floated through the crowd like an angel. Except for Annie’s mother and Sherri, all the remaining guests were men, chosen by Annie herself. They stared hungrily at her body, barely concealed by the nearly obscene, white bridal outfit. With the long train now discarded, you could see how the
I arrived home, walking oddly due to the unusual weight in my briefs. My wife met me at the door, frowning. “You’ve been playing again, haven’t you? Let’s see it this time,” she commanded. I moved from the exposed doorway to our living room and took my accustomed place against the display wall. As she
The sun was just beginning to dip beneath the horizon of the far side of Lake Lanier as Tony Durand drove slowly down their steep driveway and into the garage. The commute out from Atlanta was a bitch, but being able to enjoy the beauty and privacy of their secluded lakeside home made it all
Common wisdom is that a post-menopausal woman lubricates less than when she was younger, and that her sex drive decreases to the point of apathy. Sure, I’ve seen that happen in a few women. It certainly wasn’t true for Lydia. Lydia and I met doing online chat. Two years of conversations resulted in a face
She knew this was madness. She was putting her reputation at risk, everything she had worked so hard for could be lost; her job, her respect, her standing in the community. And for what? A quick fuck? She didn’t need to do this. If she wanted sex she could pay for it, or pick up
You get to the party at 9:45 PM, and started mingling, looking for friends or someone you knew. Since it was one of your coworkers house, your found a couple of buddies near the pool table where I was. You saw me, and remembered you had seen me before. You saw me on the New
At first it was annoying. I’d answer the phone and the men were always surprised to hear a male voice. Then they’d leave messages for her as if I were only her roommate, or a brother, or a butler, someone who didn’t matter, maybe an accustomed cuckold or neutered eunuch. Their tone was always condescending
“Just try it, I think you’ll really like it!” Trish was telling me. We were in somewhat of a sexual rut, and this was the result of it. We hadn’t had sex for three weeks at this point. It’s not that I didn’t want her. Trish was far more beautiful than I had deserved. We