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Annual conferences are largely the same type of event regardless of the group or topic in question. There were the endless lectures with their mildly earth-shattering crisis like missing slides or no sound for the video feed. There were the huge, bland but not offensive breakfast, lunch and dinner buffets. There were the mind-numbingly dull planned socials where people you never want to meet again jockeyed for professional contacts or personal conquests or both. All and all, this year's had...
It was back in the early part of the summer when Bruce first discovered his wife's infidelity. He had suspected for some time of course, but with the realisation came a certain feeling of fulfillment, a sense of excitement. He had been warned by many of his friends to think carefully before marrying Janice. They had said that she was a flirt at best, but with her long sexy legs, full breasts and alluring smile, Bruce had fallen head over heels and they were married within the month. That was...
By aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional writing. Friday night, every Friday night for the last six months, George sits in the living room waiting for his wife to get home from ‘ladies night out’. He knew it would be after 2 am when she would get home. She was pretty sharp to hide her indiscretion by getting home shortly after the bars closed. George didn’t even have the TV on, just...
It had been a rough night, she’d tossed and turned the whole way through – she’d had very little sleep. She knew it was spiraling out of control but was at a loss to do anything about it. Perhaps I need help, professional help, she thought to herself. Beep! Beep! The BMW behind hooted its horn. She looked up at the lights, they were on go. She quickly gathered herself and set about her journey, waving to the driver behind as if to signal a ‘sorry’. It wasn’t long before she’d arrived at her...
TRUE LOVE & INFIDELITY This is a true story. I have changed the names to protect their privacy. I am a seventy year old retired Federal Investigator and in earlier years a Naval Officer. I have been a widower for six years. My name is Bill. This is the story of my two closest friends, Jim and Dot Hanson. Jim is seventy-one and Dot is sixty-nine. They have been married for forty-nine years. Jim and I became close friends when we served together in the Navy in the late...
MY FIRST INFIDELITY Fourteen years ago, at the age of 18, I became pregnant, and got married, three months before the birth. Two years later, I had my second son. Six months after I had my second baby, my elder sister, Jenny, told me that, instead of sitting around, looking like an old woman, I needed a few nights out. I knew that she went, with five or six friends to the local social club, every Friday night, to see local rock bands, but she had never invited me, before. When we met, in a...
I got married really early, I was 23. I know, not cool at all, but it was love at first sight. I met her when I was 19, she was 18 at the time, and we just clicked. I had a few girls before her, but you all know, what that looked like. Inexperienced sex is, I guess, better than no sex at all, but yet, we got married in our early ages, and I guess we both felt it was right thing to do. And it was. She is perfect in every way, phisically, and emotionally, and now, 13 years later, I still dont...
A British man discovered his wife used her lover’s sperm to get pregnant at a Spanish clinicA court ruling from the case is now raising questions about fertility treatment proceduresSix years after attending the birth of his son, and bringing him up as his own, a British man who shall be referred to as Mr X discovered that his ex-wife, Ms Y, had tricked him: the c***d was another man’s. It’s an old story, but with a new twist. The infidelity did not take place...
Hey this is Cathericist from Delhi & this incident was shared by my best friend jay, when we were partying aloof & he was drunk. Please get in touch with me on if you feel and want to reach at the state of complete catharsis. Jay’s native was Nasik, but he was settled in Delhi for 5 years or odd. This is a story about infidelity of his wife Pranali, he caught her getting fucked by one of our common friend Vinay. He is 28 years old and got married to Pranali, 27, a year back which was a love...
When I started my affair with Susan, I had no idea what a sex freak she was and when I did find out, I took full advantage, and believe me, there were no regrets from either of us.We had been neighbors for a couple of years and she, my wife and I had become close. We’d have dinner at each other’s home, watch movies together on Friday and Saturday evenings, she and I would get stoned together while my wife would fuck with our heads once we were loaded. Basically, a good time was had by all...
Infidelity By Lyrissa "No, sorry honey. I really have to go now," Roger said. "I'll call you, okay?" Maria leaned against the doorframe with a sultry expression in her dark Latina eyes, her brown hair framing her beautiful face. Roger gave her a reassuring smile with his perfect teeth and walked down the stairs to leave the apartment complex. It was a shame to leave Maria just as she was getting horny again, but she knew very well that he could only stay until Monday morning. Roger...
TRUE LOVE & INFIDELITY This is a true story. I have changed the names to protect their privacy. I am a seventy year old retired Federal Investigator and in earlier years a Naval Officer. I have been a widower for six years. My name is Bill. This is the story of my two closest friends, Jim and Dot Hanson. Jim is seventy-one and Dot is sixty-nine. They have been married for forty-nine years. Jim and I became close friends when we served together in the Navy...
Love StoriesI am an avid reader of this site. Whenever I get chance and feel kinky I open up one of the story pages. It really increases my urge and my sex life with my wife is so intense afterwards. For a long time I have been pondering over writing out one of my very own sexual encounters. Suchitra was my best friend’s wife, Vikas and I were great friends, the day Vikas got married to Suchitra, I was too happy for him. My wife and I worked so hard to plan the wedding along with Vikas’s parents. My wife...
They planned the entire scenario with care. She dressed in that borderline classy/slutty way she deployed when she was bluntly trying to seduce him. Tonight she wore a sleeveless white top that coyly folded on itself to reveal a hint of décolletage. She wore a white skirt to match the blouse, not scandalously short, but brief enough so that she could flash a great deal of skin with the slightest adjustment of her leg. Her command was uncanny. She wore no stockings, no garter, no panties.She...
ExhibitionismIt didn’t occur to me, and, I don’t think, to Anne, the risk we were taking just by being here.We were parked in front of a house that was settled in one of the richer neighborhoods that surrounded downtown Toronto. It was a late night and, usually, Anne and I would be at home, sleeping.“We’ve already come all this way,” she said, but then she sucked in her lower lip, and I knew that she was nervous. I also knew that there was nothing I could say to dissuade her from entering the house. No one...
Wife LoversGerald Gordon had it all. He had just turned 46 that year and was a successful criminal lawyer. He was married to his beautiful wife Margo and had two well-behaved children, Myra who was 15 and Ryan who was 17. To top it all off, he also had a gorgeous 27-year-old mistress named Elle. He’d started seeing Elle over two years ago when she became his personal secretary. Everything was going as planned. He had his sweet dedicated wife at home and his sexy siren girlfriend at the office. It was as...
The rain started early this afternoon, it has not slowed or lost any of its intensity in the least. The sun is setting low over the sky. Night is approaching quickly and as it does I can see lightning in the distance making its way our direction. Curled up in my mink blanket on the back porch I hear your truck pull up the driveway, silence once again. I can’t hear the front door or anything else over the rain. I snuggle deeper into my blanket keeping any cool air from invading in the spaces or...
She struggled, trying to regain control of her hands so that she could slap him, but he guessed her intention and held both hands above her head, making her arch upwards. He pinned her hands to his office door, she opened her mouth to protest and he lowered his head, shushing her with his own mouth. She struggled against him, refusing to respond. There was no way she was going to kiss him back. She bit at his lower lip, hard, thinking it would make him release her, far from it. In fact, it made...
I never imagined the events that would transpire over a drink with a friend. It would change the course of my life, and my marriage for the better. Almost a decade together with lies and unsure feelings would all come out in the span of four days. Had I not decided to go out and spend time with an adult, there is no telling where my marriage would be today. Sure, I loved him, but something was missing and created a void. I had felt it for years but until this hot August night, I had no Idea...
WHILE THE CAT’S AWAYThe mouse will cheat with another guy’s wife…. My wife had taken the k**s back up to Montana for some family function, and Sue Ellen and I planned a rendezvous at my place (the first and only time we would have a bedroom to fuck in) -- I think she told her husband, Clifford, that she was going to be at an evening class or something.When I got home from work (the Houston commute was always terrible) I was already running late, and took the garbage out to the...
Tanusree was always this spoilt brat who never gave a damn about what anyone thought not even her dad, she was this beautiful looking girl – her demands were sky high, a nice apartment cars salons dining at cozy comfortable top class restaurants, shop at the best outlets flaunt her beauty. Academically she was a disaster who didn’t even understand basic maths, after her +2 she joined frankfinn to become an air hostess but then she didn’t have the patience to take orders from anyone and so left...
I took an afternoon off from work one day and went to Susan’s office. Now, she worked in a little town called Buffalo and I worked in a fairly large Minneapolis ‘burb called Bloomington, you know, where the old Met Stadium used to be. From one to the other had to be between 40 & 60 miles.When I walked into her office, the receptionist asked if she could help and when I told her who I was looking for, she immediately said, “I bet you’re Bruce!” I replied that I was and she buzzed me into...
When Susan and I first started our affair it was a simple matter of little touches and little kisses snuck in the garage or out in the driveway, in the dark. The first time I touched her in an intimate way was after an evening of shoveling snow in our co-joined drive.Susan and my wife had been wielding the shovels while I went back and forth with the snow blower. When we were finished, my wife went inside to warm up while Susan and I stepped into the darkness of her garage to have a hit or...
Marriage, after years go by, can slow to a crawl. Dave had the urge to try something else. Not necessarily dump marriage entirely but get a taste of forbidden fruit. While on vacation south of the border he heard that the table dance clubs often do far more than dance. Dave grabbed a taxi and asked the driver for advice. He suggested a certain club that had a good reputation and the girls were hot. After going in, settling down with a beer, he could see the girls milling around. It was...
She struggled, trying to regain control of her hands so that she could slap him, but he guessed her intention and held both hands above her head, making her arch upwards. He pinned her hands to his office door; she opened her mouth to protest and he lowered his head, shushing her with his own mouth. She struggled against him, refusing to respond. There was no way she was going to kiss him back. She bit at his lower lip, hard, thinking it would make him release her; far from it. In fact, it made...
Straight SexHi, dear readers this is your one and only JJ bringing you the joy and pleasure of erotic story reading. The marriage has a special purpose and well defined objectives to be worked upon, for some it’s yet another formality in life in which he or she undergoes for the sake of the family elders. Let us not forget the kind of treatment that has been given to the brides from Indian sub continent chasing a myth of a US groom. The below narration is about yet another Indian bride who under goes the...
I suggest that you read chapter #1 to better understand this chapter. This story contains cheating, masturbation, oral sex, creampie eating and voyeurism. If you don’t like these, don’t continue. A special thanks to Deana for her creative input; very thoughtful! We hope you enjoy. Our friends, Marty and Kim have been hanging around with my wife Sherri and me for several years. Since I caught her looking into hotel windows from ours, Kim and I had been sharing texts of her voyeurism fetish...
Copyright© 2006 by Wine Maker The doorbell chimed cheerily. I frowned at the front door. It was after 10 PM - a bit late for company. I clicked off the TV and dropped the remote onto the couch. When I took peek through the peep-hole I cursed under my breath. Standing in the hall outside my apartment was my sister-in-law, Grace. What the hell did she want? The two of us could barely tolerate one another with my twin brother, Tom, playing referee. I couldn't imagine why she'd think I'd...
Part I: Ache She is a long woman, lean and pale. Long legs pull your eyes up to where they meet. Her long neck carries them further, to her face, that sweetly weak chin, her mouth. Only her lips are full bodied. She has never liked her body, thinking that she is much too tall, that her hips are too wide, that her butt sticks out, that her chest is too flat; but men, and some women, enjoy watching her walk past and turn to look when she can't see them, to imagine her naked, imagine crawling...
This is a true story. All names have been changed to protect identities. Gerald Gordon had it all. He had just turned 46 that year and was a successful criminal lawyer. He was married to his beautiful wife Margo and had two well-behaved children; Myra who was 15 and Ryan who was 17. To top it all off, he also had a gorgeous 27-year-old mistress named Elle. He'd started seeing Elle over two years ago when she became his personal secretary. Everything was going as planned. He had his sweet...
Robert entered his house, briefcase under his arm, and yelled upstairs, "Megan, are you going out tonight or not?" He glanced up the stairs, waiting for a response, but heard none. "Honey?" he tried again, but still heard nothing from his wife's bedroom. Her jacket was folded on the dining room chair, so he knew she was still at home. He put his briefcase on the hall table and checked his watch again, frowning when he saw it was nearly time for his "date" to arrive. Megan had usually...
“Well, you’d better get off to your playroom. I think you know what I am expecting, don’t you?” Allison and Gordon were standing in the hallway of his house. Allison’s stern demeanour immediately struck the right chord with Gordon. “Yes, Mistress,” he volunteered. “That is, if you wish for me to call you that.” He looked at her furtively. Allison had chosen to wear the corset that Gordon’s card had paid for together with the blouse and skirt she had been wearing at the time she had been at...
Welcome to my story. Hope you enjoy it, if you do, make sure to like this story. Liking certain chapters will let me know what aspects are good so that I can write more about it. Besides that, it also motivates me to write more! You are watching porn on your screen and jerking off furiously. The screen is showing a video of a young blonde getting fucked by a black grandpa. This old guy would never be able to score a chick like this. She is a perfect 10 while he is a 0. Even worse, the old man...
18 years ago, at the age of 18, I became pregnant, and got married, three months before the birth. Two years later, I had my second son. Six months after I had my second baby, my elder sister, Jenny, told me that, instead of sitting around, looking like an old woman, I needed a few nights out. I knew that she went, with five or six friends to the local social club, every Friday night, to see local rock bands, but she had never invited me, before. When we met, in a pub, I felt a bit dowdy,...
VoyeurGerald Gordon had it all. He had just turned 46 that year and was a successful criminal lawyer. He was married to his beautiful wife Margo and had two well-behaved children; Myra who was 15 and Ryan who was 17. To top it all off, he also had a gorgeous 27-year-old mistress named Elle. He'd started seeing Elle over two years ago when she became his personal secretary. Everything was going as planned. He had his sweet dedicated wife at home and his sexy siren girlfriend at the office. It was as...
EroticWhen my mistress informed me that she would be going away on a business trip for several months I was secretly quite pleased at first, until she informed me that I would be staying with a friend of hers; Mrs Chappell. The dread set in, I knew any friend of hers would not bode well for me. My thoughts turned to my recent dealings with another friend of hers, Miss Allison and I inwardly shuddered. I was not told when she would be going, but about three weeks later, on the appointed day,...
It was already dusk when I got into my car. The radio was still on. Chumbawamba's "Tubthumping" was playing. "How appropriate" I thought to myself. The Radio gods must be telling me something. I pulled out of the driving singing, "I get knocked down, but I get up again. You are never gonna keep me down..." As I drove, I rehearsed what I'm going to say to Chase. I'm going to tell him the truth. Well - a variation of the truth. I won't mention time travel or future events. I certainly...
Thanks P. for help with editing the story. SECONDHAND Another uneventful gray day of my life was coming to an end, and I had just closed the door and turned off the light at the back of the shop when there was a frantic knocking. A tall, white-haired woman in a long fashionable coat was standing outside, with two large black bin bags. I went up to the door and said, "We're closed! Sorry!" "What shall I do with these clothes, then?" the woman asked me, exaggerating her lip...
Husband & wife confess their infidelities."When you were in Phoenix, ah...did you...damn it, this is difficult for me," Katy said.I shrugged. My business had failed six months before, and the first job I found took me to Phoenix for four months. Katy and our two c***dren couldn't relocate with me. She had a contract with the school board as a guidance counselor, and couldn't or wouldn't break her contract. My next job took me to Salt Lake City, and my family joined me when the school year...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] I am riding on the back of Matt Frawley's motorcycle. I press myself against him, and my breasts tingle as they tease his bulky, sweat stained back. We careen around curves on the Angeles Crest Highway, and we exit down a winding road into the National Forest. We roll to a halt in a gravel parking lot strewn with remnants of bikers' parties. Matt hides the bike in a stand of oaks. He puts his arm around my waist, and...
Secondary Education Chapter 2, The Trouble With PE By Tyla Flowers [email protected] I am rounding the last turn of the mandatory mile. Each footfall is unbearable. The sun, the smog, and the heat are relentless. Coach is screaming words I cannot hear over the blood pounding in my ears. I cross the finish line and collapse at his feet. "Get up, move around before you puke, Flowers." "I can't, Coach." It is too late. I retch on the ground at Coach's feet, a watery gruel. I...
Secondary Education By Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 3 Self Improvement Please email me a comment if you are enjoying (or not) my story. Our apartment is dark, hot and empty when I get home. I am a latchkey kid, and have been since my dad went to jail for the penultimate time, when he got his second strike for dealing meth back in '02. Now, he's in for 25, and I am sure Mom is heading back into custody for parole violation. In her waste basket I find used...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Please email me or post a comment if you like, or dislike my story. Thanks. Chapter 4 Initiation I wait in line at Target behind a squat Latina and her raucous brood. She barks shrill commands and threats, which they cheerfully ignore as they slip cheap toys into her already stuffed shopping cart. Her boyfriend ignores the anarchy as he adds an armful of last minute items to their tottering pile of goods. The cashier...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 5 A Hard Road to Ho. I awake alone, my limbs twisted in rumpled sheets. The tattered window shade flaps in a desultory breeze billowing in one moment, sucking against the screen in the next. The cheerful trill of a passing ice cream truck making its final rounds makes me hungry, and I drag myself from the bed. I look out the window into the gloaming. It's night. I have slept a couple of hours. The...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 6 Night on the Town I sit in the back seat of a speeding, SUV, wedged between two Mara soldiers. Jose's corpse lies under a bloody blanket behind us, his face obliterated by the pointblank blast from Antoine's shotgun. Hector drives the Escalade up and down Jefferson Boulevard, the uneasy border between the Crip and Mara fiefdoms, speeding past its many shuttered used furniture stores, but slowing as he...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 7 The Tipping Point The rising sun paints the smoggy sky over Los Angeles fuchsia. The air is dense with the smoke of distant wildfires. The breeze is already hot. It stirs the trash from overflowing garbage cans and sends it tumbling down the streets. Greasy food wrappers twirl in trash cyclones: In and Out, Jack in the Box, Weinerschnitzel. The sight makes me nauseous, and I choke back a gag. My eyes...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 8 Making Up My Incomplete I cinch a belt around the baggy waist of my Dockers. The pants' seat and thighs are just as tight as the waist is loose. My old boy clothes don't fit my new body. It is as Tyler, rather than Tyla, that I am re- enrolling, two weeks late, in Fairfax High's summer program. I wrap my boobs with an Ace bandage to squeeze them flat, and cover up my curves with tee shirt and a faded Kobe...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 9, Seeing No Evol Matt Frawley's arms are glistening in the slanting rays of August sunshine. He dribbles behind his back, wrong footing his defender. Matt deftly crosses the ball over, changing direction and bounce passes it to Antoine, who is streaking down the court on the fast break and scores an easy lay up. Matt whoops a victorious hurrah, and his blue eyes for a moment meet mine until he is distracted by...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 10 Reincarnation I am asleep in the arms of my Bodhisattva. He strokes my forehead. "Look within to find consciousness of the skandhas that survived your rebirth." I concentrate, and focus on a fuzzy, black and white image. "I was Private Flores, an American warrior in the jungle battles of Laos. I killed many and died filled with guilt and hatred. These passions survived inside me, and even they roil...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Is This Nirvana? Chapter 11 I awaken with a shudder. A fractured ray of sunlight pierces the crack between a pair threadbare quilts which have been hung as an makeshift curtain. From outside I hear the clamor of banda piped through the tinny speakers of a catering truck. A hot breeze wafts a rancid flume of stale cooking oil, jalapeno and stewed pork. I feel nauseous, and choke back a heave. I have mind-splitting...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 12, My Missing Pieces Oprah's over, Rikki Lake's not on yet, and Dr. Phil depresses me. So I flick off the television. I pick up a month-old "Us" magazine: Lindsey's back in rehab, Paris is busted for DUI again, same old, same old. I throw it back on the table and wish I had something to do. I am a high school dropout. During my convalescence after being castrated, I missed the start of school at Hollywood...
Secondary Education Chapter 13 Screen Kisses [email protected] This is a continuation of a sexually explicit story. If depictions of sex disturb you, or if you are under the age of 18, do not read this story. All persons and events depicted herein are fictional. If you like, hate or otherwise react to this story, please email me at the address above or post a comment to the site where you read it. Xoxox, TF I am squeezed between Ocho Loco and Hector on the sagging,...
Secondary Education Chapter 14 Betrayal [email protected] In Tyla's harsh demi-monde, how shall she discern the betrayer from the betrayed? Cautionary Note: This is adult erotic fiction (not fantasy) and should not be read by non-adults or by adults who are offended by violence or explicit erotica involving under-aged transgendered protagonists. All persons depicted are fictional, and...
I’m 34 and married for 10 years by now. I haven’t lost my figure as I was at the time of marriage but gained extra weight for sure but it always complemented on me as per my husband. I had a perfect figure of 34 by 34 by 36 and tugged in sari, I looked ravishingly beautiful and no one could resist to fuck me. I am a little whitish by complexion but still have nice face cut, beautiful and luscious lips, big eyes and long hairs which reached till my bums. I usually wore sari all the time. But...
"When you were in Phoenix, ah...did you...damn it, this is difficult for me," Katy said. I shrugged. My business had failed six months before, and the first job I found took me to Phoenix for four months. Katy and our two children couldn't relocate with me. She had a contract with the school board as a guidance counselor, and couldn't or wouldn't break her contract. My next job took me to Salt Lake City, and my family joined me when the school year ended. When I left in search of a job,...
I had been crying, on and off, for more than an hour. When Janie told me she wanted a separation I was hurt and confused. We had been married five years and true, it wasn't as good now as it was in the beginning. For one thing, we rarely had sex anymore and if we did, it was quite routine. When we first met and starting dating, everything was great. We did lots of stuff together and had sex all the time. We were so good together, that I had the confidence to tell her about my...
Hey guys and girls. I realized a while back that I was in trouble. With the Boss paid off, I kind of wanted a new car. I went to several dealerships and drove several new GTs. I ended up doing a Randi. My friend Black Randi always talks about building cars. So, I hit several auctions and got myself a fairly decent donor. I got a 67’ fastback roller. A guy in OKC was planning on doing a faithful resto and he ran out of money and time. My intention is a resto mod, with a Voodoo or Coyote power...
THIS IS NOT MY STORY, I FOUND THIS STORY ON ANOTHER SITE AND THINK EVERYONE ON XHAMSTER SHOULD HAVE THE CHANCE TO READ IT.Chapter 1Terri and Danielle had been rivals all of their lives.Growing up together, they had never really seen eye to eye. Throughoutgrade school, they had been the two brightest students in their classes,and had fiercely competed to outdo each other. Later on, in high school,this type of competition had continued on a more social level. Terristealing away Danielle's...