I have chronic back pain due to an injury, so while I’m always “up”
for sex, I’m not always up for sex. Sure, I’m a married guy in his
twenties, at my sexual peak, so I’m always thinking about fucking my
hot wife. And if you were married to her, you’d feel the same way:
nice big juicy tits, plump …
Category: Just Wife Stories
I woke up in dim light and wondered why Jasmine hadn’t pulled back the
curtains. Then I realised I was in a single bed with a warm body
pressed close to me. I was wide awake instantly. The memories of last
night came flooding into my mind.
“Shit,” I whispered.
Alexandra murmured something in her sleep.
I realised she was …
My wife, Debby, and I had been married for eleven years. My name is
Larry Walker and Debby and I live in Pensacola, Florida. I came home one
day early and heard Lisa Winslow taking with Debby. Lisa lived next door
and she and Debby visited a lot. “Oh Debby,” Lisa was saying, ” I never
knew what it was …
I first laid eyes on Zazie at a bustling coffee shop in Paris. She was sitting alone, her long, chestnut hair cascading over her shoulders, a book open on the table before her. Her eyes, a deep hazel, were fixed on the pages, but I could tell she was aware of her surroundings. I was drawn to her immediately.
I …
Read More →In the dark, the cold sucked the warmth from Glen as he lay on the
ground near the edge of the woods. The ground had begun to give
up its heat at the end of September as nights cooled down. By the
end of October, the ground was cold. Lying upon it, the ground felt
like ice. The night air …
Christmas. At least that’s my excuse. Party season, networking season.
A client’s PR company threw a big thrash in some cool Covent Garden
bar. “Cool” was funny, because cool was the *last* word you’d choose
to describe that crowded, clattering cavern. The place was steaming.
Full of laughter; of smoke; glasses clashing. The noisy babble of
reckless, drunken people.
Now …
Read More →Maggie didn’t even like soccer, and certainly not men’s soccer, but
she sat in the stands with the other wives and girlfriends all the
same and cheered for the men jogging up and down the field. There
was a good crowd on hand, thanks to the weather and the
importance of the game, and Maggie sipped her diet Coke with …
This is a story that happened to me, David last summer. My wife, Jan and I
were visiting relatives in the midwest. We were staying at my wife’s
stepbrother’s house on a small farm. It was very hot. Somewhere in the
90’s.
To cool off we went to the neighbors pool. Everyone went in for a swim. My
wife’s stepneice, …
Mary was in a fine spirit when she came home, shortly before nine. She
kissed me in that special way she had done lately: 6 or 7 fast little
kisses on my eyes, nose, cheeks, and then a long, soft erotic kiss on my
lips.
“Hello, dear. Had a nice dinner?”
“Oh, yes. I loved showing off my Alfa Romeo. …
Read More →Miss Stanton was a High School English teacher; she had shoulder length
reddish brown curls and a face like a movie star. Her body was every
schoolboy’s dream and she wore button front dresses in bright colorful
patterns that clung to her breasts and tiny waist then flared out into a
full skirt that hung to her delicate looking knees.…
“Tell them that I am looking for a wife with
traditional values.”
I am talking to your father and mother. You are a
beautiful young girl. I have no idea how old you
are. You look very young, but your parents
consider you marriageable.
“They don’t trust Americans. They were hoping for
a husband who wasn’t a foreigner.”
“I have …
Read More →I couldn’t believe what was happening! I was watching another man fuck
my wife, and it was turning me on!
Alison was kneeling on the rug in front of the fire with her naked ass
in the air, supporting herself on her elbows as Andy screwed her doggy
fashion. Her tits where swinging wildly as he rammed into her, each …
Alicia and Kim made their way from the crowded dance floor to the bar of the
local nightclub, they ordered two of the biggest cocktails on the menu and
laughed together as they sipped the creamy mixture. It was Alicia’s last
night as a single girl, tomorrow was the big wedding she and her fiancé had
been planning for the …
It was at sunset when she meant the most to him.
They sat, always the same, on the porch outside her room. He brushed her
hair and pinned it back, careful to keep the curls lying flat against the
nape of her neck. She had always kept it like this when she had been
able to care for it herself. …
In the morning she called the airline, but the airport was still fogged
in. I called my wife, but she was gone already and left a message.
She lay there, naked, on the bed and looked gorgeous.
“Come on,” I said, “let’s shower together.”
She agreed and in a moment we were under the hot water of the shower,
soaping …