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 …
Your Rosebud Lips Wore Pink
I spotted you across the room; your wide smile drew me in. I watched you for a short while, your face, your eyes, your grin. Your eyes sparkled in the dim light, your rosebud lips wore pink. Your hair danced when you looked my way I caught your eye, I winked. A wink is such a simple thing, yet made you notice me. If you would care to be my friend, I would grasp the chance with glee. Our friendship has endured throughout disagreements, shouts, and pouts. It has only made us closer. I loved you, there's no doubt. Glad I looked for a friend that day and not for a lover. Friends first, then lovers will always outlast any other. One nighters are a waste of time, no substance, purely lust. A lifetime of love just for us, each other, we must trust. My dream is to have you with me. Mine, for eternity Wake up to you every morning. Please say you'll stay with me. And so we travelled together, the long hard roads of life. Those hard roads were made easier because you were my wife. We'd not have much …
Yes, Officer
I worked in a dry cleaners for almost ten years. I've seen it all. In that industry sex sells. Men pick up their clothes and they want to see a hot bitch barely dressed. They need her to flirt. You get deep in their heads asking 'how their day went?' Suddenly, you seem to care about them more than the trophy wife at home. If you want a rich husband, working at a dry cleaners is a good place to look. I don't do the suit and tie kind of guy. I had a boyfriend. Most girls cheated. We were all alone in a tiny store with no cameras. Fucking in the bathroom was practically a rite of passage. I worked at one location in the morning with a bunch of horny sex fiend women. Dear God, all we did was discuss who was fucking who and all the details. I was the shy one. I earned the nickname 'little lynn,' because I am really short. It's also my voice. I sound like a little girl. I have a hundred stories about my time at that store. My boss was a German lady who was totally a nymphomaniac. She knew only one customer caught my eye. It was so silly. He was the tall boy in my klndergarten class named mike. I was the pretty little girl in cute dresses. That was our only class together. But, it's strange how much a flve year old can remember. I grew up to be pretty hot. He was still out of my league. He was at least six four and built like a linebacker. My luck the fucker was a cop. Let's just say I had a wee problem with pot. Mike was also in the druog task f@rce squad. It was not a match made …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 17 She Brings Home Bob For A Threesome
Sharing Cindy Chapter 17 This is part of a collection of true stories about life being married to Cindy. She was a young girl when we first got together and has grown into a beautiful woman over the years. Along the way we found that we both were turned on by the idea of her showing off for and having sex with other men (and a couple of women too.) These stories contain wife sharing and if this is not to your liking or something that you have interest in, please find another story to enjoy. But if you are like me and like to read this type of thing, then by all means, have fun reading it. ————————————– Cindy had been working at the Harley dealership for about a year and had not only slept with her boss, Louie, but she had also had sex with another coworker, Cliff as well. One of the other guys there, Bob had witnessed a little bit of Cindy’s depravity after a big open house party where she was taken by both Louie and Cliff, one of the bike mechanics. After that party, Bob seemed to hang out around Cindy a lot more and began to pay her a lot more attention. She would come home from work and tell me how he was flirting with her a lot and she thought he wanted to have sex with her. During one of our lovemaking sessions, I brought up his name and I could tell she was getting a little more worked up. As I stroked my cock slowly in and out of her, I asked her if she wanted to feel Bob’s dick inside of her. She let out a big moan and but didn’t answer. I …
Sharing CIndy Chapter 12
Sharing Cindy Chapter 12 I put the phone uptight against my ear and struggled to hear what was happening. I could make out some hard slapping noises and the occasional moan and grunt. Every so often I caught a voice, sometimes it was a female, sometimes it was male. Is that another male voice? What was happening?….. I sat at home on a Friday night, reading through some of the stories about loving wives and all the sexy things they were doing. I enjoyed reading about other couples and how their experiences sometimes mirrored what Cindy and I would get into. I was just reading a great story about a woman who was entertaining her husband and a couple of his friends at a poker game when the phone rang. I picked it up and heard the voice of my wife Cindy in the background. “Wait…wait……I think he picked up. Hello?” “Babe? Is that you?” I asked. “Oh Hi Baby. I didn’t know if you would be home or not. I just called to say I might be a few hours longer. The meeting is going great and we had a great dinner. “ “Are you still at the restaurant? “ I asked. “ “Um, no. We finished and headed over to Alexander’s Pub for a couple of drinks.” I knew the place. It was in the lobby of the Sheraton Hotel a couple of miles away. Cindy had been asked by her boss, Louie, if she would attend a meeting with a couple of his business partners. I knew why he wanted her there. Cindy was a young, sexy beauty who he wanted to show off to these men. Louie was in his mid forties and was infatuated with …
A Day at the Lake
The story I am about to share took place after my wife and I had been married three or four years. We were each other’s second marriage and sex with us was always hot and heavy. We experimented with just about everything. One of the things we both enjoyed was her telling me about the times that she had gotten fucked by other men before we had gotten married. She had lived a pretty wild life before her first marriage so there were plenty of stories to tell. During those stories her pussy would get extra wet and I could tell she got more excited than normal. Of course I was picturing her getting fucked by these other men as she described it and it drove me wild! Afterwards, I began asking her if she ever wanted to have another cock besides mine again, naturally she said no, but there was something in the way she said it that made me wonder. I guess at this point I should tell you a little about us. I am Rick and my wife is Sue. We are your average couple, living in the Midwest; I am 6’ 1”, 190 lbs., with a nice 8 inch cock that Sue loves. Sue is 5’ 7” curvy in all the right places, not overweight but just right if you know what I mean. Auburn hair, hazel eyes, 38DD tits with silver dollar size nipples and shaved pussy complete the package. One of our favorite things to do in the summer is to go to the lake, find a quiet cove and kick back in our lawn chairs, sit in the sun, have a few drinks and just relax. This particular day was during the week so the lake was pretty much …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 34 Cindys New Job and the Men She Meets There
Sharing Cindy Chapter 34 “Cindy’s New Job and the Men She Meets” Thank to the many of you who have been in contact with me through these stories. Looking back on all the fun times my wife Cindy and I have had over the years, and writing them down for others to experience, has been a very enjoyable experience for me. I can only hope that some of you have enjoyed reading these as much as I have enjoyed sharing them with you all. This gives me one more way to share my wife and it’s almost as much fun as the real thing. ________________________________________________ After working at the Harley Store for several years, Cindy was getting a little bored and decided she needed a change. I teased her that she only wanted to leave as she had worked her way through most of the guys there and was looking for fresh meat. In fact, as many of you know, when you ride with a group of bikers for a while, many times they give you a nickname. Since Cindy always seemed to be on the prowl for new cocks, they came up with the name “Hunter” for her. Yes, short for Cock-Hunter. It was always a little strange to be around everyone who knew her as Hunter, yet also a little thrilling, knowing that everyone who called her by that name, knew how much she enjoyed finding a new cock to play with. It didn’t take long for her to find another job. She seems to be one of those women who can walk into a place and be hired on the spot. Of course, it has nothing to do that she is knockout gorgeous and has a …
Karen returned to the first place I left her naked in the park, ten years earlier
Those of you who have followed the true stories that Karen and I have written, know that my wife enjoys the thrill of being put in risqué, and sometimes dangerous sexual situations. Each of the six stories we have published, are true, though sometimes watered down so that they can be published. They have ended with her submitting to be gang banged by multiple men, usually black. These adventures took place from 2002 to 2008. Karen was between the ages of forty nine and fifty six years old at the time. Karen had not participated in one in six years. That streak ended in the summer of 2014 when she was sixty two years of age. One of the risqué things that Karen enjoys is being left alone to stroll in a parks on moonlit nights. I always leave her naked and vulnerable if caught by others. We have enjoyed doing this as often as possible throughout the last ten years. The sex with her in the park or afterword’s at home is always mind blowing. The first night that I left her naked, she was caught by five young black men. It ended with her agreeing to be gang banged by them. Not having protection with her, she fucked me and the five young men bareback. Since that first night we agreed that for her safety, we would never return to a place where she had been left naked before. We did not know if she had been seen at other locations. For that reason, we did not know if men would be waiting to catch her naked again, or what their plans might be for her. This has caused a problem …
Samantha by loyalsock
She couldn't help herself, even though it was so dangerous now, this collection of pornography. Sex, it all its guises, all its forms, had always fascinated her, reached into her deeply. She'd been building it for years, harvesting the best from the floods of pornography that flowed across the net in the days before the ultra right took over things in the country. After that, many of her e-mail pen pals disappeared, one by one. Too many had careers or families to protect, and the net had become a dangerous place. The person who traded hot pics or stories with you one day might knock on your door with a badge and warrant the next. After college Samantha met a nice man, a bit up tight and old fashioned, but he treated her well. He joined the Promisers, bought a nice house in a nice neighborhood to hold his young trophy wife, and with a little persuasion, bought her a computer for her to keep in touch with the girls. And keep in touch Samantha did. Within weeks she was back in contact with the kink underground. Her collection of stories and artwork, safely stored away on disks, came out of hiding. She traded her best for newer stories and even more extreme artwork. Fantasies darker and hotter than she'd imagined possible found their way into her collection, and Samantha began to wish for a husband a little less old fashioned. When the knock came she was finishing a cup of coffee in front of the TV. She opened the front door and found herself face to face with a man and woman, …