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 …
Our Stories: Hawaii Vacation – Part 1
When my wife and I got married in 1999, we went to Hawaii on our honeymoon. We stayed a few nights in Honolulu and then flew over to Maui for a week. It was a fantastic time and we vowed to go back for our five year anniversary. While there the first time, we were talking to another couple we had met in our hotel and talked about a resort on Maui that catered to a “sexual crowd.” They told us about extremely private accommodations, couples massages that ended in happy endings for both parties, parties that sounded a lot more like orgies than parties, and more. We had all been drinking that night, so we weren’t sure what to believe. Once we decided we were definitely going back, we decided to look more deeply into this resort. What we found online was pleasantly surprising. While the website for the resort looked totally normal, reading the reviews around the internet confirmed a lot of what that couple had mentioned. We booked a private cabana that included our own hot tub, mini swimming pool, and all glass shower with skylight. The cabanas looked like they were in groups of four together with privacy walls between each. On the beach side of the cabana, there were balconies that overlooked the beach and ocean. It looked like that was the only place there was even a chance to see your neighbors while staying in the cabana. The trip was booked over our wedding anniversary, so we planned a special day complete with a couples massage and sunset dinner. Sheri spent a lot time …
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 …
Show4Us True Stories: My First Bi Experienc
Disclaimer: The following story is 100% truth with no exaggerations or embellishments. Names and/or usernames have been withheld to protect the privacy of other participants, who shall be referred to only by their first initial. If you've read my profile, you already know a bit about my time on xHamster. If you haven't, the relevant background for this story is that the sum of my journey here left me, at 32 years of age, desperate to experiment with another male for the very first time. I was very particular in my search for the right guide for this kind of exploration. Having no prior experience with a male, my appetite was (and still remains) fairly vanilla, so I needed someone who wasn't so practiced that their demands would require me to venture too far out of my comfort zone. Finally, I found N… N and I exchanged photos and discussed our similar fantasies, which included the possibility of his interested wife, K, someday joining us. We ultimately decided, however, that a one-on-one encounter was the best way for us to test the waters. We set a tentative date and exchanged phone numbers to finalize the details. Shortly after I awoke on that fateful fall morning, my phone lit up with a text message from N confirming our appointment. I began my drive almost immediately after receiving his text, knowing that if I hesitated for even a moment, I may chicken out entirely. I arrived at N's house and knocked on the door. We awkwardly greeted one another, although the …
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 …
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 …
Meeting an older couple online and using the wife as my sex toy
Quite frequently I get messages from "couples", asking me if I'd be interested in having sex with the wife. Typically, these are sent by bored husbands without the knowledge (or interest) of their spouses, so I either ignore them, or, when I'm feeling generous, tell him that I'd only talk with his wife, if she's really interested. That'll usually end the conversation (except that one time when someone tried to impersonate his wife – unfortunately, she made the same grammatical and typographical mistakes that he did, but that's another story) so I was quite surprised when I got a message from Helga. Her husband Gerd had sent me the usual, telling me about how his wife was curious about having sex with women and he'd be thrilled if I was on board with her. I told him I'd be thrilled if she would contact me herself and not have him handle all her communication, thinking I'd never hear from them again when a day later I got an email. "Hello," it read. "My husband already wrote you about me, so I'm just writing back to say I really like your stories and am curious about female on female. Please write back if you're interested." Attached was a picture of a pair of pink, wet pussy lips spread wide, while on the thighs next to them someone wrote "for Anna" with the date of the email. Surprisingly, it seemed to be real. I set a date with Helga to meet in a chat room. She told me her husband was very submissive, and even though she's not really the dominant one either, she plays the …
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 …
Meeting Joan for the first time
Hi I'm Tom. I've written several stories about my wife Joan and her voracious sexual appetite. I thought I'd write about our first meeting and our early dates. I met Joan in college. We were at a frat party and it was getting pretty wild. This wasn't my scene, so I was easing toward the front door. At the door there was a beautiful girl also sneaking out. I paused on the porch and said hello. She smiled shyly and said, "Hello to you too." I said, "Pretty wild in there?" She shrugged and headed down the front stairs. I thought, "What a beauty." A few days latter I was sitting in the triangle with some friends just lazing an Autumn day away. The trees were blazing with fall colors and there was the sweet smell of dying leaves. I saw the girl from the party walking across the triangle in a plaid skirt, white blouse and carrying a full green canvas book bag. I waved to her and she gave me a tentative wave. I said to one of my friends, "Who is that girl?" My friend Bill said, "She's Joan something or other. The guys she's dated say she's very cold." A few weeks went by and I saw Joan in the Library. I walked over to the table where she was sitting and said, "Hi again. What are you reading? " She blushed and showed me the book "Human Sexuality." I said, "Pretty deep stuff." She shrugged, blushed and went back to her book, pretty much freezing me out. I continued to run into Joan around campus but made no headway in getting to know her and her getting to know me. The next semester …
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 …
Doctor Aunty Made Me Sperm Donor
Hi all this is Raj from Bangalore sharing you my real incident happened in my life. I am average guy with well built body with 7 inch cock that can easily satisfy any women. While coming to my experience this has happened 1 year ago in Bangalore. Before one year I got an interview call of a corporate MNC. I went for the interview and attended and for my luck I got selected from the hr department and started to work. As am new to Bangalore I got a single room apartment from the company itself. But company will be paying my room rent with my salary dedications. So very new to Bangalore then I reached my room was good with single cot; a small kitchen and bathroom. I was happy and stayed there. After a week I noticed that in the opposite room there was a small f****y named Ashok working in BPO and his wife Pooja working as doctor and a small 2 year son I think. One day when I was in my room and watching TV. Door bell ranged and went to see who had arrived. I had seen opposite room Ashok. I called him inside and asked to take a seat. He said that his son 2nd year birthday so he invited me for the dinner. I said I will come and he left soon. After 15 min I got ready and went to a store and purchased some chocolates and doll as gift for boy and went to their room. There I had seen around few aunties and uncles were seen Ashok welcomed me and told to sit in a seat. Wow everyone was looking good with sari and formals. Suddenly Pooja aunty came to me and asked to have dinner. At …
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 …
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 …
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 …
Aunt Lynn
As with my stories, there's a bit of lead-in. Please judge it as telling a story. If you have read "You want me to do What to your mother", then this is a continuance of that story. I hope it's as well received. I have opened comments. Please keep them relative to this story. This is a sequel to: “You want me to do WHAT to your mother?” A quick synopsis of the first story. Wife asked me to “service” her mother, as her father had a stroke and heart attack, then he died. So for 3 years, she did not have sex. My wife said “No holds barred, but keep it down to every couple of weeks or so. I want to be kept satisfied and mom gets you afterward.” Since “mom” (as she wanted us to call her) married Dad just out of H S, she did not have man experience before hand. Moreover, dad was ultra religious. In their religion, women served the man. They were not allowed to start sex, or be “on top” Just lay there and take it, so to speak. And not work outside the house. My wife and her mom plotted to have me please her, and I taught her many new things which she had not tried (or even heard of) before. Then, after 2 years, MIL died suddenly. Me: Before marriage, I had a few “older” women. When I was about 20 and did TV home service. I serviced many MILFs in the process. This became a symbiotic relationship; they wanted sex (and with a younger man) and I learned from experience how to polish my skills in pleasing women. Older women also know what they want and are not afraid to go for it. …
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 …
Former Playboy Playmates Part 2: Dianes Story
Author's note: This part of series involving fictional former Playboy Playmates. They are all sisters and will each have two stories — the first one will be interracial, the second will be incest. Diane is introduced in my other story: The Challenge 4. It's not necessary to read that story but you may think it's neat to learn a few things about her from it. The events of this story take place a couple months after the first. Editing thanks go to Todger65. Former Playboy Playmates Part 2: Diane's Story Chapter 1 Diane sat next to a hospital bed in Tampa Bay, Florida, gently caressing the hand of a 71 year old African-American. His name was Sam and they have been sleeping together, when they got a chance, for the last 15 years. Diane was in Tampa to visit her sister, Julianne before traveling to Atlanta for an event an old friend invited her to attend. Sam's son, Tony, would be there soon. Diane was looking forward to seeing him; they have been sleeping together, when they got a chance, since they were 18 or so. Diane, now 52, chatted with the older Sam about various things, knowing it would probably be the last time she saw him. "I still have that old Playboy issue you posed in," Sam told Diane. "Oh you do? Did you like it?" She asked, smiling softly at him. "Very much so. It brought me some happy moments," Sam joked. "Uh huh, I'm sure it did," Diane said, kissing his hand. "Tony will be here soon, maybe you two can go to lunch." "Maybe, but I'm having fun talking to you …
Open Marriage
This isnota filthy story, but is just setting the scene for the filth that took place during our married life together. So, if not interested you can bow out right now and read no further. I was just 20 years old when I met the girl who would later become my wife. I had been in this company working for about two years, when she joined as a secretary to one of the managers. My job was lowly compared to hers and I would never have believed that she would entertain me for that reason. She is five years older than me and her name is Sally. She had lovely shiny black shoulder length hair, was at that age slim and 5ft 6in in height. I was attracted to her from the first time I met her. It took me about one year to pluck up the courage to ask her out. I had never been out with a girl before, all my sexual interests up till then were with men, cocks and cum. But she was different. She was having a truly sexual effect on me and made me wonder what sex would be like with her. So I invited her out for a drink one evening and blow me, she accepted. Well, the relationship developed for about three years and I was madly in love with her. At the same time I was still having cock-fun with men whenever I got the opportunity. However, that did not stop me from proposing to her and when I did, she said no, she could never marry me. This devastated me and I pressed her for a reason. She had told me often that she loved me and I had told her the same many times. After quite a period of …
My Transition
My transition into male sex occurred a number of years ago after my first wife passed away following an extended illness. She had been unable to engage in sex for some time, and so I dealt with my physical needs the best I could, mostly through chronic, habitual masturbation. The months following her passing were very difficult for me emotionally, and I was having a hard time dealing with the grief, and the guilt. I had periodically struggled with bouts of guilt since high school, when I began to use masturbation to help deal with stress and insecurities. Back then, it was referred to as “abusing oneself”. I tried to stay busy and exercise to manage these urges, but when that did not work, masturbation (usually in conjunction with anal stimulation) became my “drug of choice”, as it were. I thought marriage would alleviate the need for this, and it did, for a while. But, compulsive, addictive behaviors are hard to break, and I found myself despairing over my lack of self-control. An even greater threat to my battered conscience was my growing desire for close physical intimacy with another male. Throughout my life, my traditional Southern upbringing and church teaching consistently taught me that such desires and behaviors are, at best, morally disordered, and at worst – well, you get the idea. Right or wrong, this was poured into my foundation from the very beginning. So, it should not have come as a surprise that this would be a source of emotional turmoil, especially …
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 …
June 18th Update
Sorry about the delay in getting more of my wife’s (SD) stories to you. I’ve been kept pretty busy by her, my FIL (Father In Law) and SD’s new friends (FILs friends). Becoming a every other Wednesday night tradition. Over the last few months three of my FILs friends have been coming over to use my wife’s (SD) services which she has agreed to provide to them as her way of saying thank you for being her dad’s friends. She originally said she’d provide her services to them anytime – anywhere and the first couple of weeks she was busy at home (day and night), at their home (day and night) and in our crewcab truck (backseat got a lot of use bringing back old memories for new friends). Yesterday (June 17th) about 6:30 pm my FIL’s three friends arrived for their semi-weekly get together at my FIL’s house in Riverside, CA. They are all older than SD and myself (we are in our sixties – SD looks like she’s in her mid 40’s). They are all in pretty good physical condition, widowed, high libidos, use Viagra or other performance enhancers, have good packages (6 to 8 inches and 1.5 to 2.5 inches in diameter, and can cum two or three times a night (good amounts each time). I on the other hand have a mini cock, can’t get hard and cum measured less than a teaspoon (yes this is me) but provide great oral services. Anyway, the every other Wednesday night get together (last night) started off with SD, FIL and the three (John, Alex and Sid) sitting together nude in the living room watching TV, …
Skull-fucking my Coworker
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 …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 11
Sharing Cindy Chapter 11 Thank you to all who have followed along with me as I recount how my wife and I went from a young naïve couple to an experienced couple who happen to enjoy it when my wife experiences sex with others. While it would be difficult for me to write down all of the adventures, I have been sharing some of the most memorable. I appreciate comments or Private Messages and will try to answer all questions. In the last story, I related to you how my wife Cindy had taken a job at a car rental company and how she and another coworker began to have a sexual relationship. During her time there she also had sex with another coworker, but what I want to share is how this evolved into an ongoing sexual relationship with the owner of the company, Louie. As I mentioned in one of the earlier stories, Cindy seemed to be one of those women who finds authority a turn on. Whether it be a boss or another man with some power, it seems to be something that makes her wet. I have seen her get excited being around powerful people and how easy it is for these men to take advantage of that situation. This came into play when she began to spend a little more time with the owner of the car rental place. I am not sure if Ron had spoken to Louie or not about what he and Cindy had been up to, but for whatever reason, Louie began to send Ron home early and he would hang around to help close up the company at night with Cindy. He began to flirt with her and show her a lot of attention. Who …