Mary And Marks Anniversary
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September 20th was going to be a very special day for Mary and her husband Mark. It was their first wedding anniversary. It was fortunate that the day would come on a Sunday, as that would give Mary time to visit all the local malls so that she could decide on a gift that would both please and surprise him. This would be a hard job for her. Even though they had been married for nearly a year, she did not really know that much about what kind of gift he might like. It didn't really matter though. She knew she would enjoy picking it out for him.
Mary loved her husband very much. She and Mark had known each other since high school, but they had only been dating four months before the marraige took place. There had been no question that Mary was madly in love him, even from the very first time she saw him, but in reality, they had only dated a few times when they were in school. Mary knew all along that Mark did not share the same interest in her that she had for him. He had dated a number of girls and there was one in particular that he had almost married. In fact the wedding plans had been set when she suddenly changed her mind. It was rumored that she caught him making out with some other girl. It was only a week after this occured that he came to Mary acting very hurt and wanting to know if she would go steady with him. Mary was overjoyed. She could not believe this wonderful thing
could happen to her, as she now had the guy she truely loved and adored. Many of her friends had warned her though that he was a cad and that it was only the hurt relationship that made him come back to her. Naturally, Mary would not listen to any of their advice, which is typical of a girl so much in love, so they proceeded with the wedding plans. It all went off without a hitch and the couple went on their honeymoon.
In the year that they had been married, Mark had given Mary no reason to doubt his fidelity or his love for her. In fact, things had gone so well, that Mary had completely forgotten about the warnings of her friends about Mark. It was at 8:30 AM. that Saturday morning, the day before their anniversity, that Mary awoke in the arms of her husband. They had had a night of extraordinarily good sex. She could not remember a time since their marriage that Mark had made such passionate love to her, driving her to orgasm after orgasm. The wet spot on the bed and the mess that the bed sheets were in were reminders that morning of the full passion and intensity of their love making. Mary was soon out of bed and cooking breakfast for her husband. She wanted to be at the mall when it opened at 10:00 am. and she would most likely be gone all day long and maybe until late evening to pick out a suitable gift for her husband. Mark had a lot of work to do also as he was going to buy the cake and clean house for the big day Sunday. They had invited no guest and they planned to spend a romantic evening at home. Just before she left, Mary told her husband that she might be gone until evening as she would be hitting every mall in town to find the best gift for him. She then kissed her husband and was on her way.
Mary would not have been as excited had she known what had taken place at the apartment complex earlier that week. It was on a tuesday evening that Mark had brought some clothes to the washateria. While he was putting them in the dryer he noticed a very attractive dark haired woman putting clothes in a washer. She was wearing a very short dress, and as she bent over, it
hiked all the way over ass, giving him a perfect view right between her lush thighs and her panties. The little micro thin strip barely covered her love box, and he could see her public hairs sticking out on both sides. Marks eyes were riveted on her, watching her perfectly round ass shift from side to side, as she tossed the clothes into the machine. He took in her entire from, her long black hair flowing down in locks over her shoulders, her tiny waist, that both accented and accentuated her tight firm ass, and the most luscious pair of shapely legs that went on forever up into never never land. Mark's cock was as hard as a rock from watching her. He had just finished putting the clothes in and was about to head toward the door, when the woman shut the washer and walked in his direction. Marked purposefully slowed down to let her go by. As she approached him, her eyes met his, and as he looked at her, she squeezed her lovely face into a sweet smile. It seemed to Mark, that as she moved passed him, she deliberately turned, so that her breast actually touched his shirt. Her blouse was so low cut, as to allow him to look right down into the cleft between her two lush melons, and as her sweet perfume pervaded him, he could almost feel the electrical charge between them. She seemed to acknowedge this with her coy smile as she slipped passed him, and for just a moment the length of her body rubbed his as she went out the door. Mark kept his eyes on her swaying ass as she walked toward her apartment, and just before she reached the corner, she turned and sent another sweet smile in his direction. From that moment Mark wanted to see her again.
This opportunity was not long in coming as the very next day while he was lounging at the pool, he saw her walk up in her string bikini and lay back in a lounge chair not more then forty feet from him. He watched her as she rubbed sun tan lotion on herself, and it seemed that her hands were spending more time applying it her private regions as she cast glances and smiles in his direction. At one point she even spread her legs apart, and worked the lotion between her thighs, and around the edges of her bikini line, her fingers even slipping underneath the thin nylon, as she looked at him with that same coy smile she had cast in his direction at the washateria, and then when she knew she had his undivided attention, she brought her finger up to her lips and begin to lick it with her tongue. Mark's cock was now so hard that he kept having to readjust his position and he felt that she was aware of it. She was driving him crazy and she knew what she was doing to him. Mark then stood up with the intention of going over to her, but he suddenly lost his nerve, as he could think of no words to say to her. Then to save face he turned around and went to his apartment.
That Saturday evening after his wife left Mark was hoping that he would get another chance to meet this woman. His apartment windows actually faced the pool. His planned was to watch for her through his window until she came out. This would allow him time to think of some good lines to come at her with before she could intimidate him. He waited for quite a while and he was
even beginning to wonder where she was, when he saw her emerge from behind the apartments and walk toward the the pool. She was dressed in a black string bikini and she seemed to exude and air of sex with every step took, his eyes were glued on the natural rhythmic swing of her ass cheeks as she strutted along. He then watched her walk to a table and sat down. He then went out to make his play. He went around the back way so that she would not see him coming, and it was only when he was within ten feet of her that she saw him. He really didn't know what her reaction would be to his intrusion on her and he felt very relieved and happy when she smiled at him sweetly and said hello. He told her that he had seen her around and that he wanted to meet her and introduced himself to her. She then put her hand out to him. Debra Smith she said, giving him a very sweet smile. This led to a conversation between them that Mark thought went very good, and when he thought he had scored enough points with her he ask her to come over to his apartment for dinner. She told him she would love to and the date was set at 12:00 noon.
Mark did some rearranging that morning. He took down and hid all the pictures of himself and his wife so that she would not no he was married. He also hid the family almanac that was sitting on the coffee table. He then went to a local grogery store deli and brought back some food, after which he proceeded to set the table. He then had everything ready for his date with Debra but he was still worried about his wife. Not that he had any regrets about cheating on her. He was afraid that she would return and find him with Debra, which would be the cruelest blow to her, since she was busily buying his anniversary gift. Not that this really bothered him either, but he did not want to have to face the wrath of his wife that evening, knowing how furious she would be. He tried to dismiss all these thoughts from his mind as the time approached 12:00 noon. It was one minute before 12:00 when he heard a knock at the door. As he opened it, he saw his voluptuous love goddess standing right in from of him, and looking at him with her sweet smile.
She looked even more sexy than when he saw her in the washateria. "Well aren't you going to invite me in honey,"she said smiling. Mark was just staring at her. She was wearing a black, low cut blouse, that revealed half of her lush globes, and a short skirt that came all the way to her thighs, and Mark was simply speechless as he stood there taking in her form.
"Oh sure, come in," he said with a smile. As she moved passed him, he inhaled the same sweet perfume she wore at the washateria, and his eyes feasted on her large breast, as she walked passed him and into his living room. "My you have a nice place here Mark." He watched the sway of ass as she struted around the room looking at everything, before turning to him with a
Voluptuous smile. "I bet your wife helps you keep this place up." "Am I right Mark?" she said, smiling at him teasingly. For a moment Mark just stared at her opened mouthed. "Oh well I....she....well really....you know actually, to tell you the truth, I am not married....but how did you...." Mark caught himself just in time. He had almost trapped himself in his own lie
"Hmmmmm....if you were, I bet she would be lucky," she said walking up to him and putting her arms around him. Mark was too surprised even to respond, as she pressed herself against him and her big breast crushed against his chest. "Thats because your so handsome and strong," she said smiling as her hands caressed along his neck and back. "Mmmmmmmm....and I bet you
are a good kisser too." Her lips were within an inch of his and he could feel her hot breath on his face. Soon she was kissing him. He could think of nothing more erotic than her kiss. Her lips were full and voluptuous. They covered his mouth completely, sucking on his lips until he felt the air being pulled out of him, and he opened his mouth wide against hers. Her tongue moved across his lips, teeth, and gums, before plunging in to his mouth to explore its deepest recesses and tangle with his tongue. She didn't just kiss him, she make love to him with her whole body, grinding herself against him, and moving her ass in a circular motion and up and down against his rock hard cock. When she finally broke the kiss, she slowly pulled her mouth away from his, her lips sucking out his tongue as though it were a lolipop. "Mmmmmmmmm....you are good," she said smiling.
Mark was still realing from the kiss and could not say and word. Debra stepped back from him. Mark you have been wanting to see these haven't you, she said, as she ran her fingers over her breast, pretending to loosen her blouse straps. "If you will just sit down and close your eyes, I have a surprise for you." Mark was not going refuse any request from her, so he willingly backed up to the sofa, sat down and closed his eyes. His cock begin to harden as he heard the sound of clothes falling to the floor and the sound of foot steps. "Alright you can open your eyes now honey." When he opened his eyes, she was standing totally naked in front of him. Then as he glanced around the room, what he saw caused his mouth to fly open with shock and surprise. There in a chair right in front of him, sat his wife, also naked and smiling at him. "Hello baby," she
said. "Honey I know that you are surprised to see me here, but I did not really go any where." "You only thought I left, but I was really hiding in the closet and when you closed your eyes, she gave me the signal to come out." You see, "Debra and I planned this as a gift to you for your anniversary honey." "You see, I know that you would love to have sex with her, and I love to watch, so we are both winners honey." "Happy anniversary honey." His wife then reached around and turned on the DV player and a loud rock beat begin to play.
Marked looked on wide eyed as Debra begin to slowly undulate her ass to the beat of the music, then looking at him with a lustful smile, she begin to move her ass faster and faster to immitate the primal motions of sex. Slowly she moved closer and closer and closer to him, until her luscious ass was rotating only a foot from him. Mark suddenly realized that he was naked to but he did not even recall taking his clothes off. How could this happen he was wondering. She continued to back up to him until her pussy lips were touching his cock, and as she continued moving to the rhythm of the music,she brought her hand down to guide his cock into her. Then she slowly lowered herself on him until he was inside her to his balls. Then she begin to slide herself up and down on his cock until she was riding him for all she was worth, as she begin to moan and sigh. "Come
on Mark fuck me baby." "Baby it feel so good." "Oh God." Mark could see that his wife was now masturbating as she sat in the chair watching them. He could see that she was approaching her orgasm and so was Debra. The moans and screams of the two women grew loader and louder until they filled the room with a sexual serenade that mingled with the sound of the rock music. When her orgasm subsided she rose up from him. Come on Mark, fuck me again she said, as she laid back on the couch and spread her legs wide apart. Mark then got up, crawled between her legs, and begin fucking her missionary style. "Oh yes Mark, "oh yes Mark please fuck me." "Please give it to me Mark." Mark begin to fuck her like a wild man, plunging his cock into her faster and faster, until his balls were slapping against her ass. He could see that his wife was coming again as she finger fucked her self. She was moaning and yelling his name. "Oh Mark," "Oh I am coming." "Oh my God." Mark loved to hear the sounds of the two women as they came together in a simutaneous orgasm. He also loved the way Debra was fucking him back with thrust of her own to meet each one of his his, and the tight squeeze on his cock felt indecribably good, as he came, shooting load after load into her. He felt her entire body convulse against his. He then looked over at his wife who starred back at him with the most intense look of ecstasy on her face as she came also with moans and screems,as Debra heaved and arched her body beneath his in the final throws of her orgasm, as he shot the rest of his load into her, before nearly collaspsing as the
waves of intense pleasure tore through him.
Mark then looked up and saw the smiling face of his wife as she stood over them "Mmmmmmm....I am glad your enjoying your self honey." I have another little treat for you that you might like honey. As Mark stood up his wife then went down on her knees and took his whole cock into her mouth. As she vigorously sucked his cock, Debra begin to French kiss him, her tongue exploring all around inside his mouth and thrusting in and out repeatedly. This continued until he came again, releasing his full load into his wife's mouth. His wife then came up and kissed him, driving her tongue deep into his mouth and letting him taste his own come. Both the women then took turns kissing him and sucking his cock, and letting him taste his own come in their mouths. Then the two women both went down on their knees and simultaneiously begin to lick and suck Mark's cock. When he came again they both stood up and started a three way kiss between his mouth and theirs and ounce again he was tasting his own come as they kissed. This continued for a long while, until just about every inch of Marks body had been licked, sucked, and kissed by the two women, and they had fucked him in a number of threesomes. Finally Mark's wife walked over to a desk. He noticed that she was taking something out of a drawer. Mark could see that it was some kind of twine or rope. She then came over and handed them to Debra who then proceeded to tie Marks hands and feet. Mark had never been into any kind of bondage and he was wondering
what the two women had planned for him. "Now don't worry honey his wife told him." "I am sure your going to love what she has in store for you and if you don't mind, I am just going to watch for a while and then I might join in honey."
Debra then told Mark to lay down. As he did, she crawled on top of him and begin to position herself on his cock,as she licked a wet trail with her tongue down along his ears, face, and neck. Suddenly Mark heard a knock at the door. As he looked into her eyes, she begin to fade away. Then both women were gone and he found himself in his room alone, still hearing the knock at the
door. When he opened it, his wife was standing there holding the gift that she had bought him. She walked into the living room. "Honey I hope you like it." "But no matter, you know that I am giving it to you with my love honey, and you know how much I love you." Mark could only nod as he was still thinking of the strange dream he had.
That night as he lay beside his wife, he thought of the woman he had seen in the washateria but had never met. Meanwhile in another apartment room, Debra Smith lay awake thinking about the handsome man she had seen at the pool but could not get up the nerve even to say hello to. Tomorrow if she saw him at the pool, she knew she would make her play. Mark just lay there thinking. When his wife had fallen asleep he decided to go peek into the package to see what she had bought. He would then tie it back. He removed the wrapping paper and then slowly opened the box. What he saw was another box. In that box he saw a book on erotic sexual positions, what looked like some rubbing oil, and four pairs of ropes. For a long while he looked at
these items in astonishment.
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Introduction: my wifes gift *************************************** our anniversary****************************** Last week was my wifes and I anniversary 12 years and still going strong. I asked her what she wanted and she said something different. I told her I had a nice fantasy for both of us to share if she was game.She agreed as long as it wasnt too wild. I started my plan, I put a ad on craigs list for a young guy (under 25)who was hung. After sorting thru bullshit emails I found Greg....
This is the story of what happened on the second anniversary of my marriage to my wife, also about what happened afterward. We'd known each other for less than a year when we got married, I was 24, she was 22. It was about two months after we got married that she got pregnant and she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl exactly one month before our one year anniversary. For our second anniversary, my wife decided to take the reins, and told me not to worry about where we were going, or what we...
HAPPY ANNIVERSARYThe threesome was Lauren's idea. The horny little bitch confessed that she’d been wanting it for ages, but she didn't say anything until our fifth wedding anniversary was on the horizon. Don’t get me wrong, we've got a good marriage - both got good jobs, good income. And we have a good sex life. I mean, Lauren won my heart completely the very first time we ever went out. Instead of a coy goodnight kiss, she sucked me off to completion, took all my spunk in her mouth, and...
Just goes to show how once you've been made love to and fucked so hard you will always come back for more. My asian flower called me on Monday, and I know she had been out of town for the weekend with family, as soon as she got home she picked up the phone to tell me she was back. I know she didn't want to go on this trip with her family but had anticipated being at home by herself until I came over, but that didn't work out. I knew she would be horny as hell over the weekend, so I planted...
FIRST ANNIVERSARY By BobH. (c) 2003 "I love you, and I can't live without you." It's hard to believe it was a year ago today, twelve long months since you pressed your slender body against mine and kissed me goodbye at the door as you always did before I set off for work. As usual, I grumbled about how unfair it was that you got to work at home while I had to drag my ass downtown. This was a little ritual we had, and you took my complaints no more seriously than I did. It was...
(The following story ought to be read in conjunction with the first one, ) Lucia’s Slave - The AnniversaryLucia and I first met on 26. April 1986. This date is engraved deeply into my sub-conscience and is underlined red in my diaries since that day. – Every year, without fail, I had sent her red roses. Last year it was 23 roses and this year I will place 24 roses at her bedside for when she awakes in OUR house, at long last united. The first weeks of our togetherness were exactly that;...
Their life had been like that of most other couples married five years: two children, a mortgaged house, good friends, some good times and some bad times. Their fourth anniversary had been a surprise, planned by him to make it special for her. She blessed it with tears of joy. She had planned and worked for months to make their fifth anniversary special for him. Her plan demanded physical as well as mental fitness. She was running and lifting weights at the gym. Watching her muscles ripple,...
July 9, 1992 is a day that changed their lives forever. At 4:30 PM on that hot and humid Florida day, Phil and Jeanne were married in the backyard of Phil's parents' house, next to the pool. They sometimes laugh about that day for several reasons. For one, they only decided and announced that they were getting married 3 days earlier and had made arrangements to stand before the Justice of the Peace at their county courthouse. Both of their families were not going to have that! They were gonna...
December 15, 1990, Chicago, Illinois “Happy fifth anniversary!” I said when Jessica, Kara, and I woke up on Saturday morning. “I can’t believe it’s been five years!” Jessica said. “I know, right?” I chuckled. “It seems like twenty, at least!” Both girls shrieked and immediately started hitting me with their pillows. I held my arms over my face and laughed until they finally gave up. “You can be such a MAN at times!” Kara said, though she was laughing. “And you say that it’s easy to get...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestMegan was hot. She was Asian, nice size breasts and a tight waist and hips. She kept herself tanned all year. She also knew a lot of her job was looks and she kept herself looking great. She was smart. She worked as a partner at a large law firm. That is where she met Issac. They both started as Staff Attorneys. Both Megan and Issac rose quickly, both working together and interdependently. They dated for a year and got married. She had only been with one other guy before Issac and she planned...
Sant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
As our 25th wedding anniversary approached, my wife Linda and I decided that we wanted to do something more-than-nominally special in celebration. A quarter-century of wedded bliss (and, when we stopped to ponder, we had to admit that, taken as a whole, ‘bliss’ was exactly the right word) had brought us four delightful children, and many good friends (although, to be perfectly candid, at least where the children were concerned, their ‘delightful-ness’ was not always right out front where it...
I put my foot on the pedal and raced to the next set of lights, wondering if I will get through them without having to stop. The only evening I wanted to get home quicker and everything seemed to be against me. The traffic lights, the traffic and this bloody weather. This October was a dreary one. From year to year the weather was always changeable. Some years it was pleasant, with a distinct chill in the air as the autumn took hold, and other years like this, it seemed liked autumn was...
Tom put his keys down on the coffee table. “I’m home!” he hollered. Tom was glad the week was over. It had been a crappy one. All he wanted to do was kick off his shoes and relax in the recliner in front of the TV. He planned to find some mind- numbing show to watch until he fell asleep, which wouldn’t be long. “Hello?” he called again. “In here,” Wendy called from the bedroom. Tom started walking down the hallway then stopped suddenly as Wendy stepped out of their room. Tom...
Cinderella was naked, aside from the apron. Her step-mother had tied it, having stripped her of the rags in which she had returned from the ball. Now the blond heroine, her bottom spanked red and her nipples pinched, was floor-scrubbing once more. Her laughing step-sisters swiped at her ripe posterior with wooden switches. On strode the Prince in leather breeches and a brocade shirt, seeking the glamorous slut who had fellated him so beautifully at the ball. His cock, when he sprung it, was...
Group SexSo, like most Saturday nights this summer, Anna came by my place tonight. But tonight was different in a most awesome way. She came over on her anniversary.As soon as I let her in, Anna left no doubt about her intentions. Without saying a word, she pressed her body up against me and kissed me on the mouth hard. I kissed her back, pushing her up against my door as my free hand wandered up the front of her shirt. She was braless and I took full advantage, savoring the soft feel of her tits in my...
Hello friends. This is Rohan. Presently I am in Lucknow. I am 28 years old. Here, this is my another sex experience. Four years ago, I got a chance to visit my chacha’s family. They are a happy family with a son and a daughter. Though I like married women but never had the same feeling for my chachi. When I visited chachi, she looked older. She was probably 53. By features, she is little fat and brown in complexion. Chachi said to me, “We are pleased to see you. You have become quite old.” I...
IncestLacy's Perfect Anniversary By Lacy White It had been seven years since Lacy and Jan had consummated their relationship, I will be the first to admit the past seven years have been wonderful. Their first night together had been in Key West Florida; things could have not been any better. But that's only what I imagined; our times together are even more spectacular now as we are getting to spend more time together. But one never forgets their first time. It was November and...
Number 28 of a series of individual stories. The Wedding Anniversary by SONIA (Email [email protected] - Please send comments) Chapter 1 - The plans and a day at work My wonderful wife Sally Anne and I have had many adventures when I have dressed in lingerie or fully as a woman. I always let Sally Anne dictate how and when I dressed up. We had the next weekend planned to go away to a cottage with Kate and Karl who were our best friends, especially as Karl...
I parked my car in the parking lot and entered the building where I worked. I smiled at the receptionist as I passed him to the elevator, pressing the button for my floor as I got in. Reaching my floor I got out and headed towards my desk, stopping to chat with a few colleagues along the way. Once I was at my desk. I took off my coat, put my handbag down, smoothed my skirt and then sat down. I then booted up my computer and as I waited for it to start up I checked to make sure that my...
Tom put his keys down on the coffee table. “I’m home!” he hollered. Tom was glad the week was over. It had been a crappy one. All he wanted to do was kick off his shoes and relax in the recliner in front of the TV. He planned to find some mind- numbing show to watch until he fell asleep, which wouldn’t be long. “Hello?” he called again. “In here,” Wendy called from the bedroom. Tom started walking down the hallway then stopped suddenly as Wendy...
Group SexThe past year has been an incredible journey for the Jackson’s. Katie and Fred had more sex than ever. If they didn’t have time for a long fuck session she would quickly suck her husband’s prick until he squirted into her hot mouth. She had become addicted to his cum and couldn’t get enough as she lusted for the texture and taste of his manliness. However for the past few months Mrs. Katherine Jackson was depressed. She was shocked when she received her notice that she was being laid off...
Note: This is a fictional account of an incestuous attraction that does not result in intercourse. Although unsuitable for a high school English class, it may be too tame for some of the readers here. When I woke up I got the shock of my life. I was lying naked in bed, next to my naked eighteen year old hung over. The last thing I could remember was sitting in a restaurant with my daughter drinking what was obviously too much for me. We had been "celebrating" if you can call it that, my...
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