A Massage with a Message
So it was all set . My wife got home from work after a long day. I informed her that I had a massage appointment for her in and hour. She was so excited as she loves
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Fact or fiction? you decide.
Shocked? You bet! (A bit long,but you can"t rush a 2 hour screw can you?)
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Right up till my wife Jackie ordered, yes ordered me, to get M
Out of spite.
Spite for my husband's sexy antics and jealousy towards the woman who let him.
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Okay,I felt jealous of my husband as I watched him grip a friends ass. I knew I couldn't see what his other hand was at,but when she backed towards the hand gripping that sexy round ass cheek,it was obvious he was touching at her pussy. Now with venom in my soul,I set my mind to revenge. If my husband thought he could grope any pussy he fancied. Just watch this space buddy.
Grope be fucked! I would fuck,not just stop at a grope. So it was to be. My target for starters of course,would be the fr
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                                          Sadly I didn’t ask anyone else out and the next the day after the dance, they seemed to hang out more and seem to start being a couple. The only thing I couldn’t stop thinking about why I didn’t ask her first. Months have passed and they were still hanging out now making out often and guessing giving oral pleasure secretly alone since they were so close and were always away
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Moving to Las Vegas to open new pizza restaurants was a risky move for Tim. He had two children in Cleveland. He wasn’t with their mother anymore but he really didn’t want to leave his kids.
Just before it was time to leave, he’d heard from one of the drivers that one of the new general managers out there had gotten fired. His store was only bringing in $3,000 a week, which is very low in the restaurant business.
He packed his stuff, said good-bye to his kids, and flew to Las Vegas in about four hours. He was shitting bricks when he got there. He didn’t know anyone and he couldn’t help but worry
  My wife was giving a speech for a local group in a small town in Southern Maine but had asked me to not come until the speech was over so she could give all her attention to the matter at hand. I was cool with that , as I wanted to visit some friends in Portland anyway.It had been a long time and we had a lot of catching up to do.A few phone calls when I got off the plane and soon dinner and drinks were arranged with Mary, one of my closest friend from way back then. ÂÂ
 Mary had been the girlfriend of my roommate when I attended college with her all those years ago, but as those romances do, he dissappeared into the night to follow his own life. Mary was waiting at the bar w
All the stories I write are true and happened to me. The names are changed as well as the place and location I worked. This one has little of each of cheating, oral, anal, and public.
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I worked for a TV network and traveled a lot. If the locations were close by, the company would rent us Lincoln Town cars to drive with three to a car. I usually brought the hair and make-up people. On this particular trip I had Jena, the hair stylist, and Pam the make-up person. We are all married with kids. Pam is a great p
I wonder…I wonder what it would be like to live long ago…long ago, when it was not abnormal to be a middle-aged man lusting after a nubile, teen-aged woman. When young ladies not only could expect to catch the eye of an older man, but would hope to attract his attentions in order to have protection and a secure home.
I wonder what it would be like to be an older man and, not only have the approval of your own acquaintances and the girl’s family, but for the girl’s mother to encourage her young daughter to seduce the gent
after carolyn and i broke up i met jennifer and we got married.although i loved jen i wanted to get together with carolyn.carolyn really turned me on.i always thought about her when me and jen had sex.carolyn is a hot redhead with pale freckled skin.she is a chain smoker and was always the hottest in bed. we started to have an affair 4 months ago and continue to have hot passionate sex at least once a week.it also turns us on when people know we are cheating. last night we got together at a local hotel. we held hands on our way up the stairs.at the top of the stairs we passionately kissed for about 20 minutes.she said it would turn her on if we got caught.little did we know jen was on to us because her friend saw us kissing in the mall.jen followed us to the hotel without us knowing.ÂÂ
A Change of Heart
Cheryl was the model wife, was being the operative word. After her wonderful marriage slipped into the drought that all relationships suffer, her world changed. Growing up in a conservative southern household had its merits. She learned how to provide an environment that her family could flourish. Her kids loved her and saw her as a beacon of light. Her church saw her the same way, a perfectly formed flower without blemish. Her husband Robert was a gentle soul who went to work
The Ride Along
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I am writing this for all of the women out there who are saddled with the fear of letting loose sexually. I was once like you and I wanted to share my story. Please understand that I am not a gifted writer, but these are true details.
                            Jean’s Surprise
    It was a warm, Spring, midday in a southwestern desert city. I had been relaxing with a tall glass of iced tea when the phone rang. It was Jean, a married friend of mine. She wanted to know if I would meet her somewhere for a drink. She said she wanted to asked me something very personal.Â
    Having nothing pressing at the time, I agreed to meet with her. I suggested a neighborhood bar about halfway between our respective homes. On the way to the bar, I couldn't help but wonder what she wanted to ask me. Why would any married woman want to meet a single man at a bar.
 I knew I had a pretty good reputation with the
      My wife had the opportunity to do a job out of town for a few weeks, which left me with a large block of time and no outlet for my desires.As I dropped her at the airport she asked me if I was going to go looking for some other woman and I quickly said no. She and I had some difficulty a couple of years before and I certainly didn't want a repeat of that. Shouting and accusations and months of no talking. So NO was the answer of the moment.
       When she got on the plane, i hurried home and spent some time just looking at porn on the computer, but film clips and pictures quickly lost their appeal. I went to a chatroom
Now my name is Sally, and I was 20 when I became a true nymphomaniac. I had been a prude all my life until my wedding day; Chance married me without more than a touch and a kiss. I was 5’1†100 pounds, 34D-23-36 and a very long wavy head of black hair, and my brown eyes and native cheek bones shown my heritage from the upper
Neighborhood Nympho - part1
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                 Yes, I knew what I was getting when I married Charlie. On our honeymoon I turned a blind eye as she picked up guys out by the pool and let them take her to their rooms so they could bang her brains out. By the end of the first week she was taking on groups of studs from the area who were eager to tear off a piece of ass that looked as good as she did. Every morning Charlie would don her skimpiest bikini and pad out to the pool for some sun and to wait for somebody to invite her to their room or place. Let's face it; she looked like a porn star, too much makeup and a set of tits that were an unreal 38D.
 We started having words when
Part Two.
"Honey, Ms Lawson needs a ride into town, she has a family emergency" my wife said. I exhaled dramatically. I was so relieved when my wife asked for a ride for her. “She came with Toni and Alex (the bride and groom to be) and they are unable to leave just yet. I figured since you are going there anyway, it would be alright with youâ€Â. I looked over at Ms. Lawson and she winked and smiled. She hadn't told! I did not want to be alone with this woman but how could I say no? If I put up a protest my wife would suspect something or worse, Smoky Eyes would te
About a year ago I was walking home and a car pulled up beside me and the female driver addressed me by name and asked if I would like lift home.
She looked about 30 but was obviously older. I later found out she was pregnant at 18. She introduced herself as the mother of a girl I knew. I accepted the invitation as it was snowing, but I did have reservations though as I had been having sex with her daughter, and she had never met me.
This was a really long day for Anna; she hates it when she gets customers all day long, one after one, just buying some small staff. Good long brakes are always app
This is an amazing true story of unexpected attraction!
I had a friend that I met graduating year, he was very cute and very emo, he had a lot of emotion and wore the cutest clothes ever, and I always had a thing for his hair. He was tall and kinda thin, but not too bad. He had blonde hair and blue eyes to die for! I had been attracted to him for a while, but we had just remaind friends. One night there was a party at a friend of mine's camp. We all went and I never really thought about Dason since I had came back from school. I was partying at the camp with my girlfriends and getting quite drunk when I heard someone say "Hey Dason!" I turned and locked eyes with him and went over to say Hi. I could see that he was really stoned, which I knew would make it easier for me
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All the stories I write are true and happened to me. The names are changed as well as the place and location I worked. This one has little of each of cheating, oral, anal, and public sex.
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We had dinner with the crew, then started home Jena was up front with me and Pam was in the back. It was dark by the time we got on the road. After a couple on minutes, Jena turned around to talk to Pam. Doing that she mo
Keeping It In The Family Pt. 1
Katherine Ridgedell pretended to listen attentively to her husband as he discussed his nephew’s pending visit. “Katherine, Philippe is a young boy, and I will be away at the medical conference in Washington State for the first week of his visit, so it will be up to you to keep him occupied.†“You know how they are at that age; please keep him out of mischief.†Katherine responded with her standard “Yes, of course Malcolm†she had been using for all of the 13 years of their married life. After that lengthy dissertation regarding Philippe, Dr. Malcolm Mich
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So I’ve been a little blocked lately. Haven’t written much.
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All the big guys, the published novelists whose advice I’ve read say it pays to keep on working. Don’t worry about the block, don’t worry about that blank sheet of snowy white paper (or that blank computer screen and that flashing, mocking little curso
My wife looked amazing, the staple black dress that pretty much everyone in the room had on. All the females looked amazing, it was a room full of personal trainers after all. We grabbed our first coctails and said hi to as many as we could recognize in plain clothes. I knew she'd be there, it was just a matter of time. After a few more minutes, towards the end of our first drink, there they were: Renee and her steroid-head boyfriend. Who cares what he was wearing, she was in the most amazing dress, kind of a short loose skirt, skin tight top that bragged about how amazing her body was. Her sexy toned legs didn't need any covering, they were perfect. She smiled at as both and gave us a generic greeting. I wondered what she was thinking, but my questio
Last July my wife’s best friend Kylie (who is drop dead gorgeous with blond hair blue eyes flat stomach and nice chest) came over from England to visit for about 3 weeks. My wife Lucy and Kylie went out just about every night and sometimes I went with. This one Saturday night Lucy did not want to go out clubbing because she had to be up early the next day for a baby shower. So I went with Kylie alone and had a great time.  We left the club around 2 am and all Kylie could say in the cab ride home was thatÂ
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It should have been a time of happiness but it wasn’t. Instead, it seemed like Laura was trying to put a puzzle together that she would never see the end of.
It seemed her
Eliza patted her husband’s cheek and he whimpered at the touch of her warm flesh against his.
‘Poor baby,’ she cooed, ‘so horny and so desperate.’
‘Eliza, please,’ Hunter said, his face covered with perspiration, ‘please untie me. This has gone far enough.’
‘It’s just a game, sweetie,’ Eliza smiled, her red fingernails trailing down her husband’s naked chest, ‘just a little bondage, a little fun. A little sexy fun and you are terribly sexy when you look so needy and desperate like that.’
‘Please, baby,’ Hunter tried again, ‘it’s been hours…’
‘And you’re still hard! I think that’s a new record. I should give the Guinness people a bell!’
How could he not be hard!
For hours Eliza had strutted around in front of him in that skimpy red dress and high heels and then squatted in front of him to breathe on his rigid cock.
Every time Eliza did, he tried not to look at her crotch, not look at those tiny black panties or look down her dress at those magnificent breasts but he couldn’t! He was human, after all. And, fuck, how he loved those breasts!
Not once did her hand touch his cock – he would have come instantly if she had – not once did her lips touch it, even though he strained to push his pelvis forward when his wife lingered over his red and needy erection.
The handcuffs and the rope around his legs kept Hunter bound to the chair and he could only dream of fucking Eliza.
God, she was beautiful – beautiful and sexy!
He wanted her!
Needed her!
And all she did was tease!
And if there was one thing Eliza was good at, it was teasing. She wore the epithet Cock Tease proudly and even had those words embroidered on the crotch of a pair of pink, skimpy panties.
Eliza smiled at him as she sat on a chair opposite him, her legs slightly parted so he could glimpse her black panties.
Her large breasts threatened to spill from the skimpy top and he so wanted her!
Eliza smirked, reading his mind.
‘I suppose,’ she pouted, ‘you want to bend me over the dining table, push my dress up, pull my little panties down and fuck me?’
‘Yes!’ Hunter croaked. ‘Yes, I do!’
‘Slide your cock into my tight little pussy?’
‘Oh fuck yes!’
‘I’m so wet from teasing you, honey.’
‘Please…please,’ Hunter begged, his cock pulsing madly.
He had lost all concept of time. It was dark outside, so he realised he had been restrained and teased for at least three hours.
Three hours!
She’s insane!
‘Is that how you fucked Melinda?’ Eliza asked sweetly.
Hunter shook his head to try to concentrate.
‘Huh?’
‘I said, is that how you fucked Melinda? Bent her over your desk and fucked her from behind? Fucked her when you were supposed to be working late?’
‘Ah…’
How did she know?
‘Don’t worry, honey, I’m not going to cut your dick off,’ Eliza laughed, ‘or your balls but I thought about it.’
‘Honey…please…’
‘Look, honey,’ Eliza said as she casually unbuttoned the top of her dress and, smirking at him, eased each breast from her black lace bra cups.
‘Here are the girls! Look, my nips are hard!’
Hunter groaned and licked his lips.
‘And what do we have here?’
Hunter tried to tear his eyes away as she lifted the hem of her skirt and displayed her tiny black panties.
‘You loooove my panties, don’t you? Do you remember that time I gave you a hand job with a pair of my knickers? You loved it! Yes, darling, I think you have a thing for my silkies!’
‘Eliza…please…please…’
‘Oh, all right,’ Eliza said brightly, ‘I’ll pull them down so you can see kitty.’
Wide eyed, Hunter watched as his wife shimmed her panties down to her knees. Smiling at him, she idly stroked herself with one finger.
‘I have a neat kitty, don’t you think? No flabby wings, just all tight and neat. Oooh, I’m sooo wet!’’
Hunter’s eyes bulged as she touched herself and then brought a glistening finger up to lick the juices
‘I have a nice taste. You don’t like to taste me much though,’ she pouted. ‘I bet you’d taste me now, wouldn’t you, honey?’ Eliza asked slyly.
Bobbing his head frantically, Hunter croaked, ‘yes! Yes, let me lick you!’
‘No,’ Eliza said, closing her eyes, ‘I think I’ll just play with myself. I’m so horny it won’t take long for me to have a sweet little come!’
‘Please…Eliza…please let me come, let me fuck you…’
‘If you slipped that dickie inside me, honey, into my wet velvet box, you’d spurt straight away!’ Eliza frowned prettily. ‘Ewww! What a mess! No, that won’t do.’
She settled back in the chair, knickers around her knees and breasts displayed.
‘I’m going to tickle myself here now and you can watch. Enjoy honey, watch and know that I’m going to love having an orgasm.’
It was agony for Hunter as Eliza slowly and delicately caressed herself using both hands. Hunter had never seen a woman masturbate before and he realised that the movements of both hands and fingers was nothing he had ever done to her.
In any other situation, it would have been mildly educational as well as erotic. Hunter realised that all those porn movies showing women masturbating were just a parody of the real act as he watched how she arranged the fingers and palms of both hands.
This was unique and she reached around with one hand while caressing with the other. He tried not to watch but couldn’t help it until, open mouthed, he watched as his wife orgasmed!
While his neglected cock throbbed madly!
Eliza opened her eyes sensuously and smiled sexily at her husband.
‘That was gorgeous, not fantastic but an appetiser for the rest of the evening. It is Friday night, after all.’
Hunter looked hopefully at his wife.
Did that mean she was going to let him loose?
Eliza pulled her knickers up and Hunter watched as they covered her pussy.
‘I’m all wet so the panties will smell a bit but that just means I’m on heat, doesn’t it, darling?’ Eliza said calmly as she buttoned her top and smoothed her dress.
‘I was a little angry when you fucked Melinda but I got over it.’
She walked over and patted his cheek.
‘So I decided not to cut your balls off – not with a knife, anyway.’
‘Eliza…’ Hunter began but she placed a finger on his lips to silence him. Hunter could smell her on her finger, could taste her!
‘Shh, darling, listen. I’m going out now. I’m going to find a guy to fuck and I’m going to let him fuck me in a motel, or in the backseat of his car – I don’t care! I feel like being such a slut! And then, I’m going to find another guy, maybe another after that! I’ve never fucked two guys at once; tonight could be the night!’
Aghast, Hunter stared up at her beautiful face that now seemed so cold.
‘I’m going to find guys that you know, Hunter, men you do business with, your friends, and I’m just going to ask them not to tell you. I’ll only fuck them if they promise not to tell you! They can tell anyone else, in fact I’ll encourage it but they can’t tell you!’
Eliza leaned forward and planted a kiss on his forehead.
‘So when you go to golf, play squash or strut around that office of yours, you won’t know if the man you’re playing sport with or even doing business with, fucked your wife! Perhaps the elevator man, the courier or your boss – any of them. I wonder who’s out and about on a Friday night?’
‘Eliza…please…no…’
‘You’re still hard, darling, the idea of me being such a slut must appeal! I’m glad because tonight won’t be the last night. There are a lot of well hung studs out there and I’m going to get me a lot of them!’
‘Please,’ Hunter whispered brokenly, ‘don’t do this…our marriage is over if…’
Eliza shrugged as she picked up her handbag.
‘I think our marriage ended when you fucked Melinda. I hope you and your two new lovers will be very happy.’
Nonplussed, he stared at her, mouth open. ‘Two…?’
Eliza laughed.
‘Left and right hand, darling. That’s all you’ve got, now! If you can’t get free, I’ll send someone to get you loose about five tomorrow morning.
‘Don’t go, Eliza!’
‘Goodnight, Hunter. Hope the erection goes by the time I send someone to free you.’
‘Don’t go!’
Eliza opened the door, lifted her dress to flash her panties at him.
‘Got to go, honey, kitty wants a date!
The door closed and Hunter stared at it, tears forming.
‘Eliza!’
Eliza
from the short story collection ‘More Dominant Wives’
by
Carmenica Diaz
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