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The Perfect Hubby 1: Marc to Marcie By Sharon Masterman Billy was a model husband when we first got married. He did his share of the cooking and housework. He was gentle and loving in bed. And he was totally faithful. Then things changed. He stopped cooking and doing housework, and insisted I wait on him hand and foot. He became rough and aggressive in bed. And he started cheating on me. Some nights he came home late, other nights he didn't come home at all. When I...
Marc wollte Widerstand leisten, aber ein kleiner Ruck von Petra am Halsband gen?gte, und schon musste Marc weiterstolpern, um nicht das Gleichgewicht zu verlieren. Die Zwangsjacke erlaubte nicht die geringste Gegenwehr; sie war ?hnlich wie ein Body, sa? aber durch die spezielle Konstruktion so gut, dass er den beiden Frauen v?llig ausgeliefert war. Oben in der K?che sah er auf dem K?chentisch einen Katalog. Marc sah genauer hin: das Titelbild zeigte einen offenbar gemalten Tr...
Petra wachte auf. War da nicht ein Ger?usch unten an der Haust?r? Sie machte Licht und sah zum Wecker: halb drei. Jetzt h?rte sie wieder etwas. Ihr Blick in die unber?hrte H?lfte ihres Ehebetts lie? auch kaum einen Zweifel aufkommen, wer sich unten an der T?r zu schaffen machte. Ihr Mann Marc war nach einj?hriger Ehe am Ende. Alkohol, Berufsstress als erfolgloser, selbstst?ndiger Vertreter, dauernder Ehekrach: Petra stand es bis zum Hals. Schon wieder besoffen, dachte sie. So ging's jedenfa...
Marc konnte nicht schlafen. Er ruckte an den Stricken, vergeblich. Pl?tzlich h?rte er drau?en Motorenger?usche. Eine Autot?r schlug leise, dann betrat jemand das Haus. Marc lauschte angestrengt, konnte aber kaum etwas h?ren. Wer war das? Wenn das nun jemand war, der ihn kannte und jetzt so sehen w?rde! Marc verhielt sich jetzt mucksm?uschenstill. Er hatte jedes Zeitgef?hl verloren, langsam wurde es auch ungem?tlich kalt. Insgeheim war er deshalb ?ber seine zwar sehr damenhaften, aber doc...
Oben im ?berhitzten Wohnzimmer angekommen, streifte Biggi ihre Pumps von den F??en. "Puh, ist das warm!" Dann zog sie ihren Pullover aus und beobachtete aufmerksam Petras Reaktion. Oben nur noch mit schwarzem Spitzen-BH bekleidet, lie? sie sich aufs Sofa fallen. "Du hast recht." Petra zog ihre Bluse auch aus und setzte sich zu Birgit. "Sieht echt super aus, dein BH!", machte Birgit ein Kompliment. "Tja", lachte Petra, "kein Sonderangebot!" "Darf ich mal", und schon strich B...
Marc counts the minutes as they tick by on the clock. Working Sunday shifts sits on his list of favorite things to do just under exploratory dental surgery. He calls it the slug shift. Slow and completely unproductive.Sitting in front of a blank monitor with his hands just laying on the keyboard, Marc counts his teeth; he touches the tip of his tongue to each tooth that he counts. Playing with his teeth in this manner during this dull moment he realizes that the mostly empty office smells like...
When Marc first met FlorianPART ONEThe MeetingIt was late, nearly 10 pm one Saturday, when Florian decided to go out. A warm summer evening, so only a grey t-shirt, light blue low-hanger jeans and a pair of trainers required. It was still very warm. Heading towards a gay bar in town he frequented, he wasn't doing much more than walking casually along the still busy street, hands shoved down inside the front pockets of his jeans. He wasn't really thinking about anything in particular, just...
Jason had known, now, for a while, that he wasn't the same as his other mates. Whenever they used to talk about women that they really liked and wanted to fuck, he just never felt the same. Whenever he jerked off, Jason would only ever think about men; he loved to think about being fucked by fit, stong, dominating men. He knew that he was gay, and had known for for several years. When he was younger, about 13/14 he thought it would just be a passing 'phase', and he wouldn't actually grow up to...
GayJen and I lay panting, desperately trying to catch our breath. For the first time in my life, I had made love to a woman; and not just any woman. Jen was my best friend and my next door neighbor. While in the sixty nine position, we licked and sucked on each other until we both climaxed. It was an unexpected, but wonderfully satisfying experience.Jen was still lying on top of me; her thighs still straddling my head. I caressed her firm round ass, and kissed her inner thighs. The kisses...
Group SexOh god what do I do, Rose pondered as she stood in place with the phone in her hand. "Uhh... hello, Rose?" Marc's voice uttering from the phone. "Look just put Diana on the phone, please." Rose looked to Jane, who nearly sputtered out, "Uhh, yeah, Mom is...." before Rose raised a finger to her mouth, silencing Jane. She then nodded quietly to her, an assurance that this would work itself out. "Uhh yeah, Diana is.... well.... oh what's that?" Rose spoke up, maybe hearing a noise coming...
So that is why and how I have become an exhibitionist, voyeur, bisexual old man, who likes his partners young and naïve. So, like the title says, way back at the top of these long stories, I learned a lot from my son, Marc, and his friends Dan, Pat and Kevin. After all, I had experienced, sex with three and sometimes more people, cocks and pussy and likely more stuff that in d***ken stupors I have forgotten, you would think I and my wonderful wife would have learned enough to be ‘on-top-of’...
Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
Several months had past. Work started picking up for Kay and me. We rarely saw each other, much less had sex. I was looking forward to the coming weekend together, when, on Wednesday, Kay called and reminded me that she was going to help at her annual crafts fair in Mannsville (about 70 miles away). She planned to go out to Cynthia's for the weekend, seeing as Cynthia lived 30 miles closer to Mannsville and she was also going to help at the fair. On top of that, Kay wanted to keep her friend...
It's not over yet Lamont tells hubby and I. I said you are mine for the week this only day 4. I listen to him as I am sucking his cock as to what he has in store for me. Hubby just listening and nodding knowing he has no choice at seeing his wife being used by Lamont and whoever he tells to. Today we are going to the theatre . Going to a movie hubby says. Something like that Lamont laughs as he cums in my mouth for the 3rd time today. He tells me to get ready and shower, his girlfriend...
I met Marc online. He was hispanic, alittle bit on the shorter and heavier side, but seemed sexy. He was had the kind of cock and tight, full balls I had been dreaming of most of my life. The kind of cock I would search for when I looked at porn, wishing it was me sucking it. Thick, brown, veiny, with a fat head and big full tight balls. I had never been with another guy before, but and always fantasized about it.After talking online and exchanging pictures, I confessed that I had no experience...
I am Serena, a happily married woman. I must have been in my late 30s when I got a job in the office of a local printers. In the office was the wife of the owner and their 18 year old son Marc who was waiting to go to university. In the factory there were about 15 men. I had been married to Mark for about 15 years and always been faithful to himl. In those days I was a smoker and in the coffee breaks and lunch times I would take my coffee and go into a back yard and have a smoke. I had only...
Marc and Moni in trouble, Moni becomes a true cums Moni becomes a true cumslut wife We get in Lamonts car and drive back to out hotel room, while in the car Lamont instructs me on how i will behave. He tells me from now on i am to smile wide at him and fawn over him no matter what anfd at all times. I am to tell my hubby that i am his white slut and that i enjoy it and want it. You got that he says, yes i tell him, as much as i hate myself i cant help but feel trapped yet my pussy keeps...
True story A few years after we were married we took a road trip down to Phoenix , We were both young and carefree having been married for such a short time. We arrived in Phoenix late at night as Marc decided to not stop and get here quicker . We were both tired and also a little lost. We drove around looking for a place to stay but couldn't find any vacancies in the area we were.The guy at the last motel told us to try a place and gave us the address. We drove out looking for the place and...
Moni becomes a true cumslut wifeWe get in Lamonts car and drive back to out hotel room, while in the car Lamont instructs me on how i will behave. He tells me from now on i am to smile wide at him and fawn over him no matter what anfd at all times. I am to tell my hubby that i am his white slut and that i enjoy it and want it. You got that he says, yes i tell him, as much as i hate myself i cant help but feel trapped yet my pussy keeps betraying me.We enter the room , Lamont has hjis arm around...
“I didn’t think you were going to be such a total bottom” was the text I read on my phone. “I like it, just surprised” Marc continued. I wasn’t 100% sure I knew what a “bottom” was, but I knew I had never been fucked. Confused, I texted back him back, “What do you mean?” “Just meant that you’re totally into servicing my cock” I read his words, then began to text, “Oh, OK, a guess I am your bottom then” I stared at what I had written and thought about it before pressing the send button. It was...
I don’t know why every girl I’ve ever been with seems to not like sucking cock. They all seem repulsed by it. I, on the other hand, had always found cock beautiful. Whether it be soft and hanging, hard and erect, cut or uncut, I was drawn to it. When I finally had my first time, when I finally overcame my nervousness. I found I only wanted more. I craved the feeling, the taste, the smell, of having Marc’s amazing dick in my mouth.I contacted Marc soon after our first time together. (the story,...
As for my daughter Jen, she has been my fuck toy since turning 20. Her dirty blonde hair, flat tummy, waxed pussy and pear shaped ass have given me tons of enjoyment. I have recently started fucking her ass in addition to her pussy and mouth. At home, Christine Jen and I spend many nights in bed together. Whether the ladies are tribbing or licking one another’s pussy or asshole, or whether I’m joining them, our sex life is amazing. However we end up, I always deposit my load in one of...
I drove home with the taste of Marc’ cock and cum still on my tongue. (The story, “My second time. Thank you Marc!”) I couldn’t believe how much pleasure sucking another man gave me, I yearned for it. I craved it.The feeling of his tight, full balls in my hand, on my lips and tongue. The full feeling in my mouth created by his beautiful, big hard dick. The taste and texture of his thick, silky sperm. I couldn’t get enough. I had always dreamed about sucking cock, but I never imagined just how...
The following day after our little episode with Lamont and the guys Marc and I went for lunch from our hotel. All was OK but the black waitress was eying me giving me some dirty looks. I had no idea why. She came to give us the bill and said you the bitch Lamont fucked last night aren't you. I looked at her in surprise and looked around and saw him sitting in the far corner and waved at us. He got up and came over and sat next to us. I see you met my girl here he said. She is a little upset at...
I stood there in my black dress watching them slowly lower the casket into the ground. Standing next to me was my mother, who was weeping softly. Next to her was my sister Jennifer, and she seemed the saddest of us all. Perhaps she was remembering her own mother and father's funeral who had both died when she was just a young girl. On the other side of the casket I could see Crius standing next to Dennis with an impatient frown. He seemed so out of place, and the expression on...
"She's here," Leo said in a respectful tone. Crius grunted, and slowly rose from the chair in his tiny but comfortable study. His new accommodations, a single story house with two bedrooms, were smaller than what he was used to, but still better than what the Olympians had provided him with. He entered the living room, and waited for a woman in her early 60's to get out of the car. She walked slowly, with a limp, as she made her way up the entranceway. Leo ushered her inside,...
Chapter XVIII "Time to wake up, sleepyhead." Tom opened one eye to see Jen standing over him wearing a towel. She had already showered and now it was Tom's turn. He groaned and looked at the clock. It was already ten in the morning. Yesterday had tired him out more than he'd thought. He pulled the covers off and was once again self-conscious. The nightgown he was wearing reminded him that Jen was in charge; as she had so aptly proven yesterday. More girlish training was in store...
Chapter XIII Tom wasn't happy. Under the girl's direction he was putting the laundry away. Jen's underwear went into her dresser, neatly folded. Tom's underwear went on the bed where any of his remaining boy underpants quickly disappeared. Jen was serious about having him wear panties. "Let's take a break for lunch," Jen suggested. The nightstand clock read one fifteen. No wonder they were hungry. The girls started for the doorway. "Hey...Can't I put something on over this?" Tom...
Jen Teases her Husband into Panties Chapter I Tom gazed down at the bras in the open drawer of his bureau feeling his penis twitch as it began to stiffen. He was ashamed at what he was about to do but, as usual he couldn't stop himself. The pink bra he selected matched the panties he'd been wearing to work all day. Off came his pants and shirt and on went the bra. By the time he had it hooked, his penis was fully erect and poking stiffly out of the panties. Jen nodded...
It was a Saturday morning and I was at work. I just stood there thinking about what happened the previous day. I cheated on my wife of twenty years with a girl I don't even know, not even her name. And I did it at work, in the men's room. "I fucked the cleaning girl," I said under my breath. I said it again to myself, "I really fucked the cleaning girl." I thought, "Damn! Where did that come from?" And the bad thing, or good thing, whichever it may be, is that I am still horny as hell this...
Chapter X Usually on Saturdays, Tom ran errands in the morning while Jen did the weekly laundry and vacuumed. But not this Saturday. While they were having breakfast, the phone rang. It was Jen's sister, Karen. Tom listened as they chatted. Something about a big sale at a local department store. Then Jen was shuffling through the morning paper. "I found it," she exclaimed into the phone. Tom looked over and saw she had the paper opened to a big, two page spread advertising a...
Jen Teases her Husband into Panties - II Chapter VIII By Friday Tom wasn't quite so angry with Jen. In fact, whenever his thoughts turned to her, he was aware of a stirring in his crotch. He also thought about that morning when he had again found the panties and bra on the top of his underwear. With a twinge of embarrassment, he noticed he was getting the same stirrings. By lunchtime he'd had several erections and by the time he left work, he'd had...
Chapter XVI Half an hour later, Tom was beside himself. Luckily the girls finally began to tire of spanking him. His backside was bright red while his poor balls ached from being smacked and squeezed. The girls had taken turns, each one trying to outdo the other. He wasn't going to be able to sit down for a week! "Poor Tom," Karen said. "I've never seen anything quite as red as his ass." Jen grinned and nodded. "Maybe we should put some cr?me on it." Were they done? Tom prayed they w...
Am n?chsten Tag machte Marcy weiter gute Fortschritte. Jetzt konnte sie bereits allein gehen, nat?rlich unter Aufsicht. "Alles klar", meinte Birgit l?chelnd zu Petra, als sie aus dem Zimmer von Frau Dr. Bodkowicz kam, "alles verl?uft bestens. In zehn Tagen k?nnen wir nach Hause. Der Hormonspiegel wurde auf weitgehend weibliche Werte eingestellt. Dr. Bodkowicz wird ihn aber noch etwas h?her halten, um eine gewisse Depotwirkung zu erzielen. Dann k?nnte man auch auf Beruhigungsmittel verzi...
Jen was home getting dinner ready for her and her husband Jen?s Story Chapter I It seemed like a normal Friday afternoon in South Florida as Jen hustles around the kitchen preparing dinner. The phone rings and it is Jen?s husband, Danny. Since Danny is due home at any time, Jen is a little curious as she recognizes Danny?s number on the caller ID. ?Jen answers the phone and Danny says ?Jen, sorry but I am going to be a little late this evening, I have been caught up in a big meeting...
GIVING JEN THE FREEDOM TO LIVE My wife and I have been married for 21 years. Jen grew up in a small town about 20 miles from my hometown in large family of seven sisters and one brother. She is 5 ft. 8 in. tall, weighs about 138 pounds with long dark hair, 36C tits and a figure to die for. She is all cowgirl, as most of her family are. Her legs are long and shapely and go on forever. She is a very beautiful woman and seems to just get better every year. We had dated for over a...
Another unpublished 2008 story updated and uploaded following a request from a reader who likes my earlier work better!Jen, A Pony-Girl Story"She certainly is a beauty Jack" Phil Reilly agreed.Jack Newbold gazed lovingly at her long swan neck so supremely elegant in the dazzling white backless ball gown she wore as his partner at the Pony-club Ball."Yes Phil she is," Jack agreed.Phil turned and spoke seriously to him, "But not a winner" Phil had an eye for these things, Phyllis Reilly,...
"Jen would really like to go on this cruise with us."Brian looked up at his wife with an expression of surprise."Jen?" he asked."Yeah. She's never been anywhere, you know. Paula and Ben can't afford a trip like this," Brooke said."Then how could an eighteen year old girl afford it?"Brooke smiled and inched closer to her husband on the couch. "I've been thinking about ways to make this work."Brian's look acted as approval for her to go on."Either way, we'll pay for her trip," Brooke said. "It's...
When I was at college I dated a girl called Jen, she was a hot petite brunette with a fit athletic body, small round white tits and at times really liked to go nuts and just let loose.Those times were my favourite, like the time she streaked through the building, or the time she mooned a police car on the other side of the motorway, or the time she stripped to her underwear on the bar to get a free drink, those were some great times with her, but the best was the time she scored us a...
One Thursday night when I was still on my period, my phone rang while I was busy giving my husband a blowjob. I ignored it ringing and continued to suck my hubby's cock. I was deepthroated him when he started moaning from pleasure and soon he started cumming in my mouth. After he finished shooting his load into my mouth, I went to the bathroom to spit it out in the basin. On returning to the bed I check my phone to see who called. It was Jenna and I called her back. She was phoning to ask me if...
Half an hour later, we were sitting together on the sofa with a glass of wine. “That was… amazing. I have never been so turned on in my life. And I would never have even gone in there by myself. Let alone do something like… like that.” I smiled and took a sip. “I feel as high as a kite.” Jen sat back on her chair and took a large mouthful of wine. My smile broadened. “You little slut,” I whispered. There was a pause, then Jen smiled, “Yes, I suppose I am.” “You’re still not wearing any...
Half an hour later, we were sitting together on the sofa with a glass of wine. “That was… amazing. I have never been so turned on in my life. And I would never have even gone in there by myself. Let alone do something like… like that.” I smiled and took a sip. “I feel as high as a kite.” Jen sat back on her chair and took a large mouthful of wine. My smile broadened. “You little slut,” I whispered. There was a pause, then Jen smiled, “Yes, I suppose I am.” “You’re still not wearing any...
ExhibitionismI want to start this story just by saying that this entire story is 100% true. In fact, there is actually more to it but I was fairly drunk when the main part of the story happened so there are probably even more juicy details that I have left out. But what is true is that this night was the most exciting of my life. It was a night that was the stuff of fantasies. In fact, it fulfilled a fantasy of mine that I had held for a while. And before you judge me or the girl involved with this, try...
I am NOT the author.am simply sharingJen and Dontholien are best friends and get even closer on a tropical island.Jen and I [Dontholien] became best of friends when we started working at the same company about a year ago. We have much in common, including both being in our early 20s, loving the same type of music, reading the same types of books, on the same social network, addicted to dancing, and being almost always horny and having active sex lives [we both really love morning sex]. We look...
Bobby said a little defensively, “You said we could come over anytime to play and that is what we are doing.” “Don’t worry. I’m not upset. I was just surprised when I began hearing moaning from my kitchen. Are you two finished now?” “Not even close”, Linda said smiling. “Would you like me to leave you two to your own explorations?” “No. You taught us how to have sex. You could watch and let us know if we are doing anything wrong” Linda suggested with a grin. “I guess...
Jen and myself woke up the Saturday morning just after 8h00 greeting each other with a kiss. She stood up and went to make us a cup of coffee. On her return to the room we chatted about last night and what all we did with the 3 guys. We discussed how much fun it was and I asked her while I was away sleeping with Kevin if she did anything with Ryan or Matt? She replied no she didn't, that she was having much more fun teasing them and not giving them any more than they already got.We finished our...
My hubby Marc decided to be a writerMostly true but fictionalized a bit. My name is Marc. I am a professional working at a large construction firm in the Canada. I had remained unmarried into my mid twenties partly because I didn't want to give up the variety of different women that I bedded and partly because I couldn't find a women that I was willing to wake up next to for the rest of my life.I met Moni at a party about two years ago, and was immediately captivated by her looks as well as...
I was 18 years old and I was like any other kid. I liked video games, junk food, and TV. My closest friend Marc was just the same, but he was one year older than me, same grade though. We would always hang out together and talk about girls and other things. He was only a little bit taller than me, I was about 5'1'' at the time and he was about 5'3'' with very tan skin and a great body. I had always been curious about other guys, sexually. I am uncut and had always wondered what a cut one would...
GayI slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Being with Jen had changed me. Her confidence and lust for life had rubbed off on me and seen me progress at work, gaining promotions that I wouldn’t have dreamt of when with Sharon, and leading to a move from retail (high-street) banking to the more exciting world of corporate banking. The downside of this progression was that I was having to give that bit extra to justify the increased salary I was getting, and this meant I had less time (certainly during the week) to spend with Jen.After...
And I hate to even say this, but it’s a true story. It happened a long time ago. She was in college and the man was quite a bit older. Anyway, she lost her ass to a man years before her pussy, but that’s another story. This story happened when she was 21 and if you can believe it, she waited until 27 before she gave up the pussy, again another story.We grew up outside of Tampa Florida in a soggy little town. She was 21 and had 2 weeks until she went back to college to finish up her degree. She...
Part 3. When Jen and I woke up in the morning, we already had a rough plan of how we were going to seduce her best friend Lennie. It was nothing complicated, she was on our wave of depravity and a few days ago she confessed to us that she is bi. So I had to tell her my secret and agree on a grandma's evening together. The reaction was better than I expected. She told me that she always wanted to have such a friend with whom she could have such experiences and debates, whom she could paint,...
A word about each lady … My wife Christine is 50, has dark hair, blue eyes, is about 5’ 6’ and weights bout 120. She has a flat tummy, tight body, 36 D enhanced tits, an amazingly tight squishy and waxed pussy, and an asshole that devours tongues and cocks. I often share her as we pick up guy(s) and girls after our nights out in Chicago. Our daughter Jen is 24, short blonde hair, smooth flawless skin, flat tummy and she also keeps her pussy waxed. I have been fucking Jen since she was...
Jen awoke the next morning and found herself on the sofa. Immediately she sat up and put her head in her hands. Jen had a hangover.She looked around and found her empty bottle of wine beside her. “Why did she think that was a good idea??” she thought to herself. On the coffee table next to her was a note:Hey Jen!I thought about waking you but the wine bottle told me otherwise! Work has called me in today so I’ll be out all day. I feel like I haven’t seen you in days! Must do something together...
ReluctanceThe first girl to come out is Victoria, a Korean girl I’ve fucked before. She would do. The next girl is Karen. She has a very pretty Eurasian look and big boobs pop out the top of her bustier. If it were Victoria and Karen, it would be OK. The next girl is pretty and brown like a Thai girl and wearing a black bikini over a body that fills and spills and thrills. I am reminded of Jessica Gomez. Wow. “Hi, I’m Jen. How are you?” Her accent is almost Aussie and she sounds...
Introduction: Jen meets her lover at motel. Jen put on her skin-tight, black workout-leggings over a thin thong. A sports bra and tight sports top followed as she examined herself in the full length mirror hanging from the back of her bedroom door. As she adjusted her hair with flicks of her fingers, she noticed how the stretchy legging material just barely silhouetted the mounds of her labia, as she turned sideways to verify that no panty lines disrupted the smooth round curve of her hips and...
There was a garage sale at old Mrs. Gruner's house, she was now in a nursing home and her son was selling off all the junk she had accumulated over fifty years. I was at the sale and overheard him telling a buyer that his mom had found some of this stuff in the basement when she bought the house and had packed and saved it all these years for the owner. Mr. Gruner laughed and said if the owner had not claimed it in fifty years they never would. I needed a mirror for my room. As I was looking...
This story takes place straight after "My Boy Nigel" The next day was warm, so I put on a dress and a pair of strappy Roman sandals, and took a stroll down into town. An hour of window-shopping left me hot and thirsty, so I walked down to the seafront and found myself an ice cream. I sat on a bench and looked out across the beach and the sea. A few minutes later, as I was catching a dribble of melted ice cream with my tongue, a woman sat down on the bench: “There’s no one sitting here is...
Exhibitionism