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I came home from work early today just to surprise you.
I walk into the bedroom and there you are, taking a nap.
As I watch you sleep you take my breath away. Lying on
your stomach covers thrown off, wearing only an
oversized T-shirt. From here I can see the crack of your
sweet ass and a peek of …
I doubt very much if I’m the perfect husband. I have
a stressful job and I know I sometimes come home a
little grumpy. Maybe I’m not the best provider, I’m
certainly no millionaire, but we do alright. We have
a nice home, two luxury cars, my wife has a closet
full of beautiful clothes and our eight year old…
It was another drizzling Saturday. As usual I sat alone and horny, looking out the window at the gloom. It was almost noon, but I still hadn’t been able to summon the energy to dress.
Phil. Phil. I called his name to myself. Phil Manners. Mrs. Phil Manners.
That was me. Mrs. Phil Manners. Sherry Manners. God, when he’d popped …
Read More →Susie felt it happen as she slipped off her dress, sheer magic warmly enveloping her flesh, softening it to the bone. Her movements slowed. She dropped the dress on the bathroom laundry hamper and felt her face, her throat, her bra stretched by suddenly swollen breasts. Her nipples were hard. She slid a hand down her belly, over her panties …
Read More →The Christmas party being sponsored by my wife’s
company was getting into full swing and I had gone to
the restroom to take care of some serious business, and
as I sat there, I overheard two guys who had come into
the restroom mention my wife’s name and start talking
about her finer attributes.
I peeked out the crack in …
Read More →Walking home from the Wellmans’ party with Karen, his pretty young wife, Jeff Jordan couldn’t get his mind away from Francine Wellman. Jeff was only twenty-five years old, but the beautiful brunette hostess who was almost ten years his senior had certainly ignited a wild flame in his loins. The Wellmans lived just around the corner from them, yet this …
Read More →Reverend James Walker had been the minister in the rural community of Woods Fork for the past six years, and both he and his wife, Abby, were highly thought of by the congregation. Standing on the church steps talking to some of his church members, one Sunday after the services were over, he was finding it very difficult to concentrate …
Read More →“Are you sure you’re ok with this?” Paul gave his wife one last
opportunity to change her mind. “I don’t have to do this if you’re at
all uncomfortable.”
“Oh Paul, you’re so sweet!” Sallie stood on tiptoe to hug her husband.
“But this is the perfect solution to our … issues. I’m going to be
eating caviar and drinking …
I couldn’t fucking believe my wife. Here was this proud outspoken
black woman screwing and blowing a bunch of white guys for money. It
was just fucking amazing to see.
Carlota crawled over to another one of my white bosses and dipped her
face down over his crotch, I looked wide eyed as another one of the
naked company executives …
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 …
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 …
A dozen candles gave a warm, soft light to her
bedroom. A gentle breeze blew in through the open
window, billowing the sheer curtains and making the
flames flicker. Naked, she stood in front of the
window and drew the curtains open wide. She leaned
against the windowsill, relishing the feel of the cool
night air caressing her naked flesh. …
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 →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, …
I am 22 years old, 5’6″ tall, long straight black hair, and I
have an athletic body. I live in the suburbs of Nashville, TN.
Just outside of Nashville is a fairly large public park. This is
where my story takes place.
It was a beautiful spring day and I decided that a little
adventure was in order. I woke …