Let me just say that I am a married man. I have a lovely wife with one caveat – shortly after we were married I found out she was gang-banged by a few of her guy friends back in high-school. Let me assure as well that this didn't change the way I felt about her, only my commitment to staying monogamous. In other words, I get my fuck on when my wife ain't looking. I'll be brief, because this is a true story, and such stories are always brief. There was this slutty, Jewish girl at my work. I know she had kids because I saw the pictures of them but I also knew she was either divorced or single because she had no ring. That being said she was a total bitch to me. Every time I would ask the old guy at work if he needed help moving boxes of files she would make a comment about ageism. Well one day enough was enough. Let me just describe Anna first because she ain't that bad at all. She has bombshell, brunette hair, giant tits, and a wide big caboose. I don't know how old she is. She's probably 35. I'm 25 by the way, in case you were wondering. Well one day I am commenting on our representative at the bank and I say, "Remember the woman at the bank?" and Anna, like a mega-bitch, leans in and makes a weird coughing sound, ahem, and says, excuse me? I give her a look of death because I'm confused. Then I realize that this bitch is mad cause i referred to our rep as "the woman," instead of the "person," as if I give two fucks. Well I knew Anna was staying after work so I had a plan to …
Like Mother, Like Daughter
If you have read my stories Lynn’s Wedding and Vince Redux, you know that Vince is the hottest guy anywhere, and he’s far and away the best fuck of my whole 39-year life. My hunky Italian stud and I now manage to spend all weekend, every weekend, in long sexual marathons. And I’ve never been happier. But once in a while, we leave the bedroom, and I get to trot my hunk out to show him off in public. Recently, we were at a department store, Vince picking out hot outfits for me to wear, and me picking out what would show off how sizzling hot he is. Holding up outfits against each other, touching each other in naughty places, and of course kissing every few minutes. And suddenly, there was –.my mother! She was dressed conservatively sexy, but for some odd reason, she was picking out matronly dresses that make this curvy, shapely, still attractive 61-year-old woman look about 85. Mom saw me kissing and being all flirty with Vince, and she pulled me aside, out of Vince’s being able to hear us. “Isn’t this the same guy I saw you dancing with at your friend Lynn’s wedding?” mom asked. “Yes, mom.” “You guys left the wedding kind of early.” “Yes!” I giggled, winking at Vince. “You’d better be careful!” mom warned. “Guys like him want only one thing.” “It’s not like that, mom.” “Oh, really? Does he love you?” “I don’t think so. But I don’t love him, either.” “He just wants you for sex.” “You don’t understand.” “Oh,” mom laughed. “I think I do.” “No, mom, you don’t! He’s not using me …
Meeting Him pt.1
MEETING HIM PT.1 I met HIM online,you know on one of those adult websites.I had been a member for a few years,mostly just watching the videos or reading the stories.I was into alot of kinky stuff and it was hard to find someone with the same tastes.I often felt guilty being online while my hubby was at work,but our sex life had become almost non existent.We are both black and in our late forties.I have a very high sex drive,always have,he did also until about 3 yrs ago.He started taking meds which affected his sexual desires…or so he wanted me to think. We both had been in bisexual relationships before we were married,and I often wondered if he was seeing a man behind my back.Which honestly Id be okay with,if he was honest with me,and not so judgemental towards me.We have been married over 20 yrs and I have never cheated in any way….until now.Ive always been the more kinkier out of the two of us…a quality which he liked at one time…but these days he criticized me for it.We had gone for months without sex…him saying he had no interest,so I turned to porn even more,watching and masterbating.He did not approve of that,saying I should find something to get my mind off sex.Well that was easier said than done,having gone without it for so long,it was ALL I could think of.Whenever I tried talking to him about it he would call me a whore and a slut.So eventually I stopped trying.I began frequenting the chatrooms,mostly talking to other women,thinking that wasnt really …
Watching Her Fun
I came to high as hell and kind of vague as to where I was and what was happening, but as the room spun back into shape it was clear that this was the reality: My wife, Jenn, was on all fours getting pumped at both ends by two guys I didn't know, while I was tied to a chair getting my cock sucked by some big-titted Amy she went to school with. It took a few seconds to remember how we got here, and how it all began. PART ONE ONE Last year we moved to Newton, a town on the coast near where Jenn went to college. I'd never been there before, but she got a job and we decided to move. I work online, so I'm easy, and I liked the idea of a new scene, especially with sun and surf. Plus we were in our 30s, and it was time to move out of the city. It sounds kind of dull, right? But let's not be coy – this is one of those 'slut wife stories', with plenty of sucking, fucking and cum in her hair. If that's not your thing, then you picked the wrong book and I hope you didn't pay for it, and maybe you'll be upset or offended at what comes next, which is me, Jenn, a few guys and a girl called Amy with tits like you wouldn't believe. TWO It was Saturday morning about two months after moving in. We were sitting on the balcony drinking coffee, sharing a joint, taking stock of what our new lives seemed to be. "I like it here," Jenn said. "Me too." "It hasn't changed much, but I have." "How?" "Well, I don't feel like I need to party all the time." She reached out and held my hand. "I'm happy …
Straight White Girls: A Welcoming
Straight White Girls: A Welcoming Summary: Black seductress turns racist white woman community greeter. Note 1: This story is part of a series of white women submit to black women stories…although each story stands complete on their own. The first one was Straight White Girls: A Pet Teacher which introduced our black seductress Janet as she seduced her daughter’s teacher…me. Note 2: Thanks to Robert, Wayne and goamz86 for editing this story. Note 3: Thanks to Taff who suggested the orginal idea. 0. Prologue “You bought a house in the Whiteside suburb?” Asked a surprised, but amused Katrina. “It's the final frontier,” Janet smiled. “I suppose so,” Big Rosie chuckled, as she let out a moan. Janet continued, “It wasn't easy, but with your inside connections with Governor Daphne Green, that racist committee couldn't legally prevent the purchase.” “It's good to have connections,” Big Rosie laughed. “She loves my pussy.” “As they all do, isn't that right, slut Jasmine?” Katrina added. The white teacher of Janet's twelfth grade daughter, Bethany, lifted her head from Rosie's addictive pussy and answered, “Yes, mistresses, all us white sluts love black pussy.” “What about you, slut Portia?” Katrina questioned. Another white woman, immaculately dressed, the wife of a rich business man, busy between Janet's legs, answered, “Of course, Mistress, black pussy is all I want to serve.” Katrina chuckled, pulling up the blonde eighteen year old cheerleader, “Lastly, what about you our new …
Becoming A Whore
The fantasy had been going on for so long. We’d shared all of my fantasies and she knew how much they turned me on. We’d signed up for a couple of matchmaking internet sites and gotten a few replies, but never had acted on them. Last week, we’d gotten a reply from a man that wanted to make me his slave. We’d read it and she made me reply to him. I wasn’t sure that I could go through with any of it, but she made me tell him about my fantasies and then she sent him some of the stories I’d written. When he wrote back again, he told me that I was to meet him at a motel in a nearby city on Saturday. I knew that I couldn’t and wouldn’t go through with it and thought that was the end of it. I didn’t reply, but we did have great sex while we talked about what I would do if I did reply. The next weekend, we decided to go to a concert and arranged for my parents to watch our daughter. We headed to the city to go to the show, but on the way, my wife pulled up in front of a motel and said, “room 105”. “What?”, I asked. “Get inside and go to room 105, that’s where he’s waiting for you.” “What the hell are you talking about?” “Get your ass inside now, you don’t want to be late or who knows what he’ll do.” My mind raced, I didn’t know what to do, but I slowly opened the door and got out of the car and she pulled away, leaving me standing there. Almost in a trance, I walked towards the motel and found myself standing in front of room 105. I knocked and could hear movement inside and then …
The Swing Series 7
Here goes with Part VII of the series. Hope everyone is enjoying these, it takes a lot of work to write one of these stories. The stories bring back many a great memory of times gone by. Sue and I are having a good time reliving and/or dreaming up these stories. Sue's birthday was approaching. We were sitting around watching TV one night and I asked her what she would like to do for her 39th birthday. She said she would like very much to turn 30! I asked her if there was maybe something else that I could realistically help her with. Sue really surprised me with her answer. She told me that she had a fantasy about going out to a bar and picking up some guy, or maybe two guys, and letting them fuck her. She said that she wanted to dress up like a very sexy slut, tease some men and pick out one or two to get laid by. Our rule had always been that we never have sexual relations with anyone unless we are both there. I mentioned my concerns for her safety without me there. Sue said she already had that figured out. Sue explained that we would drive separately to a popular Country & Western bar in a nearby city. I was to enter the bar about two hours or so before she arrived. I was to hang around, play some pool and try to find a single guy that I thought Sue would like to fuck. I was pretty good at pool and never had any trouble striking up a conversation with total strangers while shooting pool. Sue had a good idea going here. I knew that within two hours of drinking beer and …