England, 2024. My wife is a pure and unadulterated slut. This, however, does not bother me in the least. Since we met and married, we had the best of sex lives, screwing each other every chance we had. As Lord and Lady Windermere, we wanted for little. My...
“Marci, do you have anything on this next client?” “Yes, Doctor. The folder’s in your inbox. Connie Cushing is her name, I think. Neglected Spouse Syndrome. I’m finishing up the computer scan now: I found a ton of hotwife and cuckold porn. You know, lots...
I flicker a weak smile across the festively decorated sitting room, making brief eye contact with my intoxicated husband, who casts a somewhat disinterested glance back at me from his well-worn spot by the punch bowl. When a trickle of sperm springs loose...
At this point in her life, she was 25 and single for just over a year after breaking up with her toxic ex, who cheated on her. She didn’t want to date anyone then and was traumatized by the experience. We hadn’t met yet. She went to a bachelorette party f...
“Would you like to help out, honey?” asked my wife, and I nodded involuntarily, even though I had absolutely no idea what it was all about. I was enjoying the pleasant idleness, the blissful calming effect of the food coma that slowly set in after dinner...
Doug was fucking me. It was afternoon and sun flooded through an open window. Outside a coconut palm swayed in a gentle breeze. We were both sweating. The beach cabin was not air-conditioned and it was hot. I like sweaty sex. Glistening wet bodies fit tog...
Independence Day? Ah, yes, Christmas in July. Treason is the reason for this beautiful ass season, where we promiscuous gun-toting, bacon-eating, war-winning, beer-drinking, bar-fighting degenerates celebrate our Brexit. For some, it's the last day of hav...
It started about a year ago, when Dustin got another job. It was better pay and better prospects in the future, but with a lot of travel. It started with a couple of days a week away that eventually expanded to five days. When it became clear that our mar...
January is normally a fine time to visit St. Kitts. The temperature hovers in the mid-eighties (Fahrenheit), and hurricane season is in the rear-view mirror. In fact, it’s estimated that only two percent of hurricanes that hit the island occur outside of...
Brushing her long blonde hair back so she could yawn, Giovanna stretched her arms and reached across to the pillow beside her, disappointed to not feel her husband beside her. He probably had to rush to the hospital for emergency surgery; at least last ni...
I just want you to want me. We’ve been together for years; years of soft touches and gentle kisses and whispered I-love-yous. But I want more. We used to be so hot and heavy, so passionate, and I can feel the heat fading as we fall into the repetition of...
The party had been going on for about four hours when I found Shelby sitting on the couch, a glass of wine in one hand as she read on her Kindle. The rest of us were downstairs in the walkout basement drinking, talking and playing cards with the music lou...
What I want, more than anything, is to feel a cock sliding in between my lips. I want the whole experience, the whole 'package' as it were. The warmth of the cock, how it slowly gets harder in my mouth until it's standing at full attention, how hard it is...
The bank teller smiled at me again today, which sent shivers of longing throughout my body and straight to my pussy, which hasn't been used in so long I am sure cobwebs would have to be blown away. He was being polite I know, but when he smiled at me warm...
