A lot had happened since our encounter with Christina in Ocean City. Sheri and I started having sex with her regularly, without Bob ever finding out. We had threesomes at least once or twice a month for quite some time. A few years later, Sheri and I got married. We moved from Pennsylvania to Maryland where I got a new job. We got a nice apartment with lots of room. Moving meant we barely ever saw Christina or any of our other usual partners. Sheri and I were still having sex all the time, but I could tell we were both craving a little something extra. One weekend, we went home to visit our family and friends in PA and hooked up with Christina while we were there. We told everyone we were going back Sunday morning, but really left Monday. We got a hotel room about an hour away from our hometown and Christina spent the night. The three of had sex for hours Sunday night and it was fantastic. In the morning, Sheri asked if I would sit in a chair to the side of the bed and just watch her and Christina. I gladly obliged. After saying our goodbyes, we got in the car and headed out. The drive was mostly quiet for the first hour or so. That’s when the world changed. Sheri turned off the radio and said, “Can I ask you something without you getting upset?” Always cause for alarm, I replied, “Should I be worried?” “No, no, nothing like that,” she said. She steadied herself for a moment, not knowing exactly how to start this conversation. She started, “We’ve had threesomes many times …
Dee Dee and our elderly neighbor
Back in 1975, my young wife and I had moved from our hometown to El Paso, Texas. I had taken a job there and we moved about 700 miles early that summer. As I have told in my stories earlier, we had purchased a house with a swimming pool. I worked various shifts in my job and my wife was unemployed and staying at home working around the house. Our home was in a quiet neighborhood. We had two neighbors on either side and one on the back of our yard. The previous owners had raised the height of the walls around one side of the house and the back, but on one side the wall was about 4 feet tall. On that side lived Mr. John Elledge, an older gentleman in his early 80's. He had lost his wife earlier in the year to cancer and was living by himself. John, as we called him, was still very sharp mentally and in good physical shape considering his age. John still drove his car and went out to eat frequently, as he just didn't feel like cooking anymore. After we had moved so far from home and our families, my wife Dee Dee had become an avowed nudist. Because it was so hot there that year, she enjoyed not having to be dressed inside or outside. She wished she could go shopping while nude, but unfortunately in the United States that is not possible. So she decided to be naked where she could whenever she could. Many days I would come home from work to a beautiful, naked 18 year old wife preparing dinner for us. She was totally at ease being nude in our home and in the backyard, where she …
The first time, How I became a Hotwife
I have decided to share here some true stories of what has happened over the last 3 years. I am 32 and been married since I was 24. I have two wonderful children and a great husband. We live a normal life in an upper middle class neighborhood. I am fit and love running, yoga, and mild weight lifting. I am 5’-3”, and around 115 pounds. I have D-cup breast which are full, and my husband says I have perfect nipples, the kind he says stick out just the right amount. 4 years ago we had a party and one of our good friends shared that they were swingers. My husband wanted to hear everything about it. Our friend shared that she liked to be with other men and it made her feel young and sexy. My husband and I have always had a great sex life, and we had never talked about playing around. Over the next 6 months my husband started talking about me sleeping with another man. He said he was not that interested in seeing other woman, but the thought of me having sex with another man really turned him on. And to be honest, it did make me a bit horny thinking about it. I told him to be careful of what he asked for. I was not sure he would really be ok with me having sex with another man. Every fall we have an “end of the summer” party where we invite many friends over. We have a very large area behind our deck where we have a barbeque and some games. We have a building next to our house where we keep our RV and have our lawnmowers and tools. In that building we also have an extra refrigerator …
The Handy Man
Buck's Big Boob Bed Time Stories…. I pulled into the small driveway. I looked around. The Royals lived in a nice neighborhood. I got a call from them last night before I went to bed. Mrs. Royal best friend – Mrs. Diane Smallwood. Gave her my number. I just got done remodeling the Smallwoods house. I did some small repairs around there old house. I fixed up the spare bedroom. I remodeled another room into a new baby room. Mrs. Smallwood is expecting any day now. I originally was called to put on a small wooden back deck in the back of there house They loved my low rates and expert service. That was close to 9 months ago and 5 remodeled rooms later. I tucked in my tight black wife beater shirt. It molded over my athletic 6ft 4inch frame. I put my tape measure inside my front pocket on my knee length tan cargo shorts. I had a new pair of tan work boots on. I fixed my short hair as I opened the driver side door. I walked up to the front door. I knocked twice before I saw the door knob turn. "Good morning sir. You must be Mr. Kelly?" said a male voice. I tilted my head down. There was a young man standing in the door way. He was maybe 25. He was about 5ft and weighed about 100lbs. "I'm Sam Royal. This is my wife. Alice.. Alice!! Where are you? The handy man is here. Hurry.." said Mr. Royal. He moved. I then heard some wooden clogs tap on there new wooden floor getting closer. "Hi!" said a very pregnant woman. She was holding the door knob with her left hand. Her right hand was …
Sex Without my Husband
Sex Without My Husband Hello, my name is Nicki, married with three c***dren. My husband always tells me I'm a knockout. I have some of the not-so-great leftovers from having my babies but I try to keep in fairly good shape. I have shoulder-length brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a great pair of boobs and smile. My husband is always telling me I am a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be proud to call his wife. It is funny the effect one person can have on another. Take my story for instance. I have been married to my husband for about a year or so, and during our time together, my husband has been having this fantasy of watching me having sex with another man. Over the time we were dating and during our marriage I did, however, tell him some stories of me with other men while we had sex. I thought he was jealous of the guy I was still fucking while he was still on active duty and away. He said he was not but wished he was that guy with me and knew that I wanted Chuck with me rather than the man I used for sexual needs. I could not believe how much it would turn him on. The more I complimented these men on their size and what they did with me, the more interested he became. It was not his interest in the size of other men but the effects they had on me at the time and his comments gradually began to influence my thinking and curiosity. One evening while we were making love Chuck started sharing one of his erotic sex stories. He mentioned a friend of his from …
Before Friends Shared Everything
Before Friends Shared Everything The glow from my monitor was the only light in the room. I sat, eyes transfixed, and silently pondered the message open before me. My heart raced, spurred on by the promise of a new adventure. Sure he seemed like a great guy, but at first glance they all do. Paula and I had found his stories first, reading them together and revelling in their raw honesty. Time and again, we always seemed to find ourselves going back for more. It wasn't long before we started exchanging messages with him. We talked often, the three of us. I loved the ease of it, how effortlessly the conversations just flowed. We talked about anything and everything. As it turns out, we all loved a good dare. I still remember that first night of dares, and how thrilling it was to be dared to strip naked in my yard and walk slowly to the back fence. My wife sat on the patio, snapping a few pics as proof that the dare had in fact been completed. Weeks had passed since that night. We now talked with Chris on a daily basis, as long as circumstances permitted. We had become very close in that short time, sharing so many details of our personal lives – names, addresses, phone numbers, careers, family. Despite this closeness we had found together, the message in front of me still shocked me a little. He wanted to meet us. He planned on staying at a campground near the small community where we lived. His message promised beer, cigarettes, and stimulating conversation – no strings …
Punishment To a Innocent Wife
Hi friends this is my first story here. Hope you all like it if you’re interested in us you can join us and please provide your important comments so I can submit more stories of our actions you can also get connected to me at [email protected] Story by Cockold hubby !!! Let me introduce myself I’m 26 years old Hindu male from Mumbai working in a reputed MNC, I have been married for 2 years to a very good looking, obedient and intelligent wife. She is Gaurangana 5.3, 64 kgs, 36 32 36 fair. After 1 years of good sex life with her I was getting bored of my sex life there was nothing new to it, we stay in a small house with my 2 b*****rs and theirs wife and my parents then I started to learn more about sex and newer styles, cuckolding and *********. I never told about all this to her as she is conservative and I didn’t want to loose her. After knowing all this whenever we went out I used to look at males watching her and used to get a hard on and jerked fantasizing it. I was completely falling for it and wanted to see her **** other males. Problem was how I should take it forward as it could ruin my life and career. While I was going through all this we bought a small house next to us and took a home loanAnd my wife started taking tuitions at home. One day I was going through paper and an idea clicked my head. The idea was “Recession. I started making stories to her that my company is in great mess and people are losing job. While this was a reality as well and whomever …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 21 Cindy Brings Home a Girlfriend
Sharing Cindy Chapter 21 “Cindy Brings a Girlfriend Home” I hope some of you reading these accounts of the adventures with my wife Cindy are enjoying them. While they may not be as slickly written as some of the fiction stories on this site, they are all true and really just a small portion of all the fun we had over the years. A lot of people have asked me what I get out of allowing my wife to have sex with others. I suppose it’s very difficult for those who are not turned on by this type of activity to understand. Everyone seems to have something that turns them on; it might be lingerie, it might be bondage, it might be something kinky, but for me, its knowing that my wife is turning someone on and that they find her desirable. Sometimes the actual act of sex doesn’t have to take place, simply the teasing and flirting can be enough. One of the other benefits I get is that Cindy enjoys women as well and she has no problem with me sharing them with her. It started back when we were young and she befriended a young girl, Karen, who had started to attend public school after many years of being sheltered by her over protective mother. Karen had never been around a lot of boys and had never been allowed to wear anything remotely suggestive. Cindy took her under her wing and really brought her out of her shell. She helped her with everything from a new hairstyle, to new cloths and even with all the questions she had about sex. Karen’s mom began to allow her to spend time away …
My wife part 1
Caught the wife. To my Surprise. This is what I get i suppose, for coming home early. I met Cindy, my wife, through the girl I was dating, one of the classical stories. My friends were telling me I was going to marry her even before I knew. Well that’s another story. Corporate moves had relocated us a number of times around the states, so twelve years, and two children later, we find ourselves in the Deep South. I had my number of extra martial encounters, which put our marriage on the rocks. Cindy is an extremely attractive woman, with an excellent body, and having done some modeling she had also appeared in Vogue magazine. My friends were telling me I was crazy. Hell, the girls I was going out with behind Cindy's back thought I was crazy too. I have always enjoyed sex with Cindy. But she had no interest in experimenting with anything. For instance getting a blowjob to the end was non-existent, having her savour my juices on her tongue never happened, she would never let me cum in her mouth, or swallow my spunk ever, she would suck me to get me hard, but that was it. While multiple orgasms for her were common place, but never for me. Finger fucking her juicy cunt was always out of the question, as well as anal sex. I needed some adventure in the bedroom, some sort of variety, thus I have maintained the same lover for the last eight years, if you call having sex twice a year a lover. Although every thing was quiet in our relationship, while i was not fully contented with our …
Meeting Michaels Wife
The first thing I do upon meeting Jennifer is to shake her hand, which causes both Mike and his wife to laugh aloud! "Have some wine," smiles Mike and I sit in the armchair as my friends recline on the sofa. "Relax, Steve…" I do relax, but as we three talk, I'm slightly distracted by how Mike is fondling his wife's knee under her cotton summer dress. Yellow, red-roses print. Pretty. Good Legs.. She's wearing nylons or stockings, (I can't tell) and little Converse red baseball boots that make her look like a high-school girl. Which she isn't, of course, but she does have that pretty-girl look that I like. Curly hair and bee-sting lips. One of those women who cooks a certain innocence while retaining the knowing look of a girl who knows her own pleasure. And mine. By the second bottle of wine we are all laughing, comparing silly stories, now properly relaxed with each other. I've been in similar situations before and as usual, the problem is how to move it to the next stage. Because we all know why I'm here. Mike thankfully takes control. "Hun? Stand up and pull up your dress for my friend." Jennifer does as her husband asks, lifting the dress to reveal hold up tan stockings and lacy white panties. I gasp. "Isn't she…" smiles Mike, (because he's familiar with this. I'm not.) as he rubs caressing at her ass. "Feel her, Steve… Really. Feel her." With his permission I do. I feather my fingers over the snowy panties as Mike moves his hands up her body to caress her full …
My Wife at the Company Beach Party (FAN EDIT)
*************************************************************************************************** DISCLAIMER: All credit goes to the original author of the story Mr. Clarkoverns his page can be found at literotica.com/stories. this is a favourite post with a few fan edits as tribute to the originality of the author. please visit Mr. clarkoverns site for more of his great work. I Do not own nore claim to own the characters, plot, or any part of the story that is the authors original work. original story can be found here: http://literotica.com/s/my-wife-at-the-company-beach-party *************************************************************************************************** My Wife at the Company Beach Party byclarkoverns© This is about my wife Annie. Annie herself is a knockout. She's twenty-six, with just past the shoulder length, dark brown hair and a beautiful face. She's a little shorter than average, with slim legs leading up to a tight, curvy bottom. She would look like a pixie if she didn't have magnificent C cup breasts, which look fantastic on her frame. They're full and round, and they sit high on her chest. About a week ago, my wife Annie and I were invited to a beach resort along with a bunch of her coworkers. She works in the marketing department at a large company which did very well in the past few years, and the employees were starting to get a lot of perks, one of which was the resort trip. I was eager to go, although I was worried about meeting …
My third time as a hotwife
This is the story of the third time my husband let me go out as a hotwife. Just so you all know. The definition of a hotwife is where the husband lets his wife go out on dates and have sex with other men. It is not to be confused with the " Polyamory" or "Swinger" lifestyle. I want to share these stories as I am proud of who I am, and the lifestyle I live. I hope to get my husband to write his version of a few of these stories were he watched. After my first two encounter with having sex with other men I found myself feeling more sexy and buying sexier clothing. I would try them on for my husband and we would have great sex. We started role playing more and started talking about the "next time". I work out between 2-3 times a week, and I also like to run. I have become very good friends with a guy named Matt at theYMCA. He works out on Mondays and I see him once in a while, but he also runs a lot and we started running together. I had just finished working out one day and had stopped at Subway for lunch and Matt walked in. We started talking about running, and when we could get together for a run. We decided to have lunch and ended up talking for about 2 hours. While we talk the subject lead to my marriage. Matt said he had saw me working out once with a tall guy, I stated that was my husband. He told me my husband was a very lucky guy. I asked why, Matt said because he has such a fit and good looking wife. I laughed a bit and said I had the best husband. Matt asked why? Me …
d***k And Horny.. The Night She Came Calling
Those that have read my other stories know that I do not have a very good relationship with my stepson or his girlfriend for that matter even though last year I had sex with her a couple of times. After she moved out and back with her mother we did'nt see her for almost 6 months, Craig would dissapear over to her place every weekend which made me some what happy as I did not really want to see either of them. Then one day out of the blue she just walked in the door and barely let out a hello before going into his room and shutting the door.. like old times, turns out she had bought herself a small car and from then on would just come round and stay a night or two or three and as before would hardly speak to my wife.. the mother of the person she wants to marry or would barely notice my existance at all. This did lead to a couple of unhappy conversations with my wife who see's nothing but her wonderful son and not the lazy little user that I see, it f***ed me to reavaluate my feelings for my wife. After some thought I found that I did'nt want to leave my wife but if I had to put up with them all it had to be my way.. an if you can't beat them join them sort of thing, I just got on with what I wanted and what would make me happy and over the last few months I have pretty much ignored both Craig and Libby. One weekend I had a few things to get through because I had been suffering a bad case of the flu things got behind and set about doing them one by one trying to get it all …
My Wife Does It on Her Own
I have been interested in having a threesome or a foursome with my wife for many years now. It hasn't happened yet and she has been not wanting sex very often for a long time. I let her know that she is beautiful and sexy and that many men appreciate her sexual beauty. She has had many female friends in the past that were lesbians, and they also appreciated her beauty and wanted her sexually. Some still do. I know underneath her doubting and denial of her beauty she does appreciate having sexual attention and knows she has good looks. She has told me many times that the best sex she has had in her life has always been when she was having a one night stand or just a short sexual relationship with no strings attached. I have suggested that she try to do that again but she said that it would not make her feel that way anymore because she is married now. We have been together for twenty six years and she has never had any other men since then. Although she has close lesbian friends, she has always told me should could never do anything sexual with a woman. I have questioned my thoughts of swinging or a threesome and felt a little dirty and wrong for having the desire. She definitely did not make me feel good about it when I brought it up. When I found Lush Stories I realized that my feelings were not wrong and many people share these thoughts and actually do act on them. I thank all of the people here that have helped me with this realization. I met a person on Lush who lives not …
Fathers weekend a black and white affair
It was early just this last November, and winter wasn't too bad so far and my Daughter Amy called to ask me what I was doing on the up coming weekend? If you've read some of my other stories you may know that my Amy, my daughter is at Ohio state. Amy invited me to fathers weekend but not there but at Ohio University which is in Athens. I answered well I'm not an O U dad, but she said that we'd just be joining her friend Beth and her dad. Beth does go to O U. I was a little disappointed because I was hoping for some naughty time with Amy, it had been a long time. Amy said there may be a chance for some alone time, which made me glad and I just decided to trust her, she has a way of working things out. Amy told me that Beth's dad had already arranged a rental with plenty of room. I was warming up to the idea assuming that they had rented a cabin and we'd have some fun for sure plus a nice nature setting would be great. So I told my wife Lisa that our daughter had invited me to this thing and it was really just a way for her to spend time with her friend from O U, and Lisa was fine with all of it as she had to work anyway. So I packed just a few personal items and a few clothes and off I went on Friday night after work to pick up Amy on the way to Athens. She was ready and waiting in her dorm, and looking lovely, innocent but sexy in her black leggings, boots and coat. I said Amy you'll freeze! She laughed and said daddy they're warm and everyone wear them. We got tot the car …
Memories of the ex-wife
My ex-wife Linda and I had a wonderful sex life, and fantasy play was a big part of that. We had one reoccurring fantasy that always seemed to get her super hot. It was always talk or sex stories about a three-way with another guy. She knew about my past, and even knew the people involved, and the three-ways I had been involved with my best friend Bob and ex-girlfriend Wendy. My best friend, Bob, was her old boyfriend, and my old girlfriend, Wendy, was a friend of hers. She said she was jealous that she didn't get to try one out in her single years, but she didn't want to risk screwing up our marriage, so it would stay a fantasy. The only way she would ever consider it, is if we were far away on holidays, and the opportunity just presented itself, without being forced. Every year, we took a tropical holiday somewhere to get away from the cold winter weather. This year, we were going to Puerto Vallarta, for 3 weeks. We spent the first week catching up on our tans, snorkeling, scuba diving, eating out at different restaurants, and wandering for hours taking in the sights. It was a nice relaxing come-down, from our hectic work lives. The second week we were looking for a little more excitement, so we went wave-riding, parachute sailing, deep sea fishing, played sand volleyball and went out clubbing. At one particular club, we had managed to score a, hard to get, table, after four people got up to leave. We ordered drinks, and were relaxing, having romantic conversation and …
Part 3 – Wife’s Past The Early Days of
After she moved in with me, we fell into a routine of love making. She would wake up in the morning ready for sex and then would come home from work ready for sex. At night when we made love, I would make her come two or three times, before I came. It started to be a quest for her to make me cum as fast as she did. And as I said before she realized that by her telling me about her past she could make me cum. Not only could she make me come but she would make me cum fast and hard. So she started telling me about her first fucks. Turns out after she fuck her first boyfriend for a while he lost interest in her. She, on the other hand really liked making guys cum, the feeling them inside her and the taste of cum in her mouth. But most of the guys did not make her cum when they fucked her, she had to do that by herself after she got home. By the time she graduated from high school she had a reputation of being easy. If she liked you, you would get fucked, if not she would suck your dick and at least make you cum. As she stated she always being asked out. It turned her on that guys wanted her. She could not “date” until she was a junior so most of her stories had her sneaking out and around to meet the guys. Around this time she also developed a taste for beer, so if you were nice, asked her out and had beer (which the older guys had) you could get in her pants and have a memorable time with her. She also told me that around this time, she learned that girls could make her cum …
Cuckolded by a white ouple
I wrote this just because I find it tiresome that so much of the cuckold stories are of one kind only. This puts a black man in the cucky position. It is a story, so please don't take offence. Non is intended. Only pleasure. Enjoy! We'd gone down to the nude beach on our german holiday. Looking around we seemed to be pretty much the only mixed race couple there. Seeing all those white tits around had me sporting a semi in no time. I'm not going to lie to you, the whole interracial thing turned me on a lot. One of my favorite sexual games with my wife circled around her being a white souther virgin, and me being one of the strong, dark slaves working the field. It always got me good and hard. My wife undressed. She being something of a submissive kept shaved between her legs at my request, and had even gotten implants because I thought a woman with B-cups just wasn't any fun. Naturally she also kept her hair an intense platinum blonde. As we sat there looking at the water and just talking about who made us horny, a young german couple came up to us. The young man didn't really seem to know any english at all, but his girlfriend sure did. “Hi,“ she said. “Would you mind if we joined you?“ “Not at all!“ I replied. As they sat down, she near me and he near my wife, she said “You're american, aren't you?“ “That's right“, I smiled. We started talking about this and that, her boyfriend mostly sitting there. He looked like something out of a Nazi add. Blond, muscular and tall. I …
New Horizons
For most people they want an uneventful life that holds very few surprises and we were no exception. There is a certain amount of security in developing a routine in your life. I think most of us become boring by choice. Our lives the past few years can be defined by our calendar. My wife and I go to the gym Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. We dine out almost every Friday, but occasionally try a new restaurant when we feel real adventuresome. Then there is the BBQ with our long time friends on the second Saturday of each month. I usually play racquetball at 6:30 am on Monday and Wednesday. Oh yeah, I forgot… we usually fuck on Sunday and Thursday. Probably because there is not much to watch on TV those nights. It occurred to me recently that we had run out of new stories to tell because we had run out of new adventures. Little did I know how that was all about to change. I retired early at 49, two years ago because I was able to sell our business for a hefty sum. My wife followed me in retirement a year later, not just because she no longer needed to work but because she hated her job. We have lived at the beach in Southern California since our marriage twenty two years ago, in a house I designed and built. My name is Alan, and my wife's name is Ann. She was a high school teacher for fifteen years and I was a general contractor and manufacturer. Our life is one that most people would envy. Selling the business provided enough profit that we were able to pay off all our …
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 …
My cuckold marriage
I met my wife, Sally, on a dating website. She is 15 years younger than me at 33 and on the site profile I made it clear that I was interested in the cuckold lifestyle. Sally is gorgeous, slim, quite tall at 5 foot 9 inches and blonde shoulder length curly hair. When we went on our first date, we talked a lot and had lots in common, but she did say she does like sex so much that she could never be tied to one man – perfect I thought. Dates continued really well, meeting almost everyday and she would come back to my house and we were having sex within a week of meeting. She would encourage me to be dirty and fuck her hard, slap her bum and pull her hair when taking her doggy. During this time Sally told me she was seeing other men, most that she had met on the dating site before me and a couple of her work colleagues, it excited me when she told me about the sex with them, she would tell me that they were better lovers than me, with bigger cocks and greater staying power – Sally could tell I enjoyed hearing this from my questions and my growing hard on which she would slowly masturbate for me, We had full sex, but I could tell she was used to better. After we had been seeing each other for about 6 months, we continued to get along really well and I asked her if she would marry me! I was not sure what she would say but she did agree but asked if she could continue seeing other men. I of course agreed but only with the understanding that she kept it discreet and our friends …
Skill Zone 3
Hey there. You may have read Sk1ll Zone and found out about my friend Isaac's sexual venture with my mom. You may have also read Skill Zone 2 and found out about our moms' fun together. Well Isaac told me about that stuff before he even uploaded the stories here. Let me just say this: they were the lucky ones. I tried some of that shit with his mom, and it didn't work out the way I had hoped. By now, you're probably wondering who I am, but you may have figured that out already. My name is Owen Oliver. I'm 5'9" and I just have a regular body build. I'm not heavy, but I'm also not slim. I don't have well-defined abs and I'm not the most attractive guy out there. I have neatly combed mocca hair that's still above my ears and brown eyes that are apparently captivating, over which I always wear my glasses. Let's begin, shall we? ***** I grab my phone and dial his number as fast as I can without messing. The numbers beep and it starts to ring. I can barely contain my excitement as he picks up. "Dude! Guess what?" I yell into the receiver. "What? Calm down, man," he replies. "Skill 2one just came out and I have a copy at my house!" "Wait….what? Really? Dude that's awesome!" "I know, right? You gotta come over! I heard there's online co-op now!" "Bro…..I'll see what I can do." Isaac hangs up his phone and I slip mine into my back pocket. I fall back into my favorite red bean bag chair and pick up the PrisMax controller. I presses the center button and the PrisMax blinks to life. …
Cala de Sirena – Joys Birth
Author's Note : This is part of my Cala de Sirena series. This story occurs between Cala de Sirena and Return to Cala de Sirena, for those who might question the time line, though I wrote it after the two mentioned. Thank you all for reading & returning to the cove. It was Don Taylor’s last day before he began his family leave, and it couldn’t end soon enough. It seemed that every time he turned around, his boss and good friend, Jason Blackwell, was giving him, ‘Just one more thing.’ He had the program installed into his office computer and the computer at home to allow him access to his work files should he need them, and had copied all of his important files onto several flash drives. In Don’s mind, the day seemed to just drag on, and his thoughts were on his lovely wife Angel, who was waiting at home, and very pregnant with their first child. When Don met her just over two years ago, he had no idea how she would forever change his life. His thoughts drifted back to the storm that brought her into his life, how it shook the tiny hut he was staying in that was supposed to be a second honeymoon for him and his now ex-wife Amy. Instead it was a chance for Don to refocus and re-purpose his life. After the storm, he went to clear the debris off the beach in hopes of a nice bonfire to cook some fresh fish over during his stay, only to find Angel’s naked, unconscious, injured body lying under the palm branches. The huge lump on her beautiful head that caused her to lose her …
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 …