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Introduction: Anne Marie treated like a Slut in front of hubby I havent written about my hot wife in a while, so I figure its time to fill you in on her latest sexploit. Anne Marie is 40, looks 27, and fucks like a 19 year old. Shes tall, tanned skin, with long wild dirty-blond hair. Her legs and ass are perfect. I dont mean perfect for a 40 year old, I mean just perfect. Toned, rounded in all the right places and tight as a drum. Her 34 B tits are perky and her nipples (nipple ring on the...
Anne Marie is 40, looks 27, and fucks like a 19 year old. She's tall, tanned skin, with long wild dirty-blond hair. Her legs and ass are perfect. I don't mean perfect for a 40 year old, I mean just perfect. Toned, rounded in all the right places and tight as a drum. Her 34 B tits are perky and her nipples (nipple ring on the left one) are always hard. We have been playing around with others for the last 14 or 15 years. I absolutely love to watch her with other men and women, and she...
Introduction: This one happened a few years ago. Only read it if you like slutwife stories..if not..move on. It had been about four months since my wife Anne Marie had taken a cock other than mine. Her latest sexcapade was a doozy, so I thought I would share it with you. It involves some aspects of American Baseball, so I apologize to our European friends if you have no idea what the fuck I am talking about. First of all, let me tell you that in her late thirties, she is as hot and sexy as she...
First of all, let me tell you that in her late thirties, she is as hot and sexy as she has ever been. 5'7" and 135lbs of pure sex appeal. Her legs and her ass are still those of a 25 year old, and her 34B boobs are as perky as ever. She still possesses traffic-stopping beauty and is always turning heads when in public. She has recently added blond highlights to her hair, and the effects are simply stunning. She is the classiest lady you will ever meet, but every once in a while she will act...
Introduction: Another, more recent sexcapade of my fabulous slut of a wife You guys all know that Anne Marie is a self-admitted slutwife. You know that she very rarely misses the opportunity to get her mouth, pussy and ass stuffed with new cock. Most of the time however, her sexploits are planned out in advance (such as when she gets together with my best friend) or at least when we go out looking for action. Some of the hottest times though, seem to come completely out of nowhere, and that was...
At 39, Anne Marie is stunning. 5’7” or so; 123 lbs; long wild brown hair with blonde highlights. Her lips were made to suck cock and her shaved pussy tastes like peaches (no lie). If you ask me, she looks hotter today than when she was 25, and her sex drive is insatiable. For the last few months, Anne Marie has really started craving young cock. She usually talks about finding a 24 or 25 year old to service her every need; but finding the right “boy” had proven to be a challenge. ...
Introduction: And yet another true story of my Hot Insatiable Slut of a wife My wife Anne Marie and I have the greatest relationship in the world. Granted, many find it, well, unconventional to say the least, but great just the same. We have the deepest love and respect for each other, and are both very secure people. This allows us to explore some fantasies that other less secure couples would have a hard time with. First of all, Anne Marie is hot. She really is. She is 57 and 125 lbs. She has...
I have to admit, I love the fact that she can be the biggest slut in the world. She has done it all, from giving some guy head while I was away on a business trip, to seducing several of my friends. Just the thought of her tongue in another man's mouth, or her lips wrapped around a strange cock really gets me off. Some of the hottest times have been when I have been fortunate enough to watch her pleasure and be pleased by two other men at the same time. Well, on our recent trip to Florida,...
My wife Anne Marie and I have the greatest relationship in the world. Granted, many find it, well, unconventional to say the least, but great just the same. We have the deepest love and respect for each other, and are both very secure people. This allows us to explore some fantasies that other less secure couples would have a hard time with. First of all, Anne Marie is hot. She really is. She is 5'7" and 125 lbs. She has light brown hair with blond highlights, big brown eyes and a truly angelic...
Introduction: A more recent detailed account of Anne Marie being the slutwife that she is. This time, she wrote the story. My husband and I have been together for 17 years now and believe me, I consider myself to be the luckiest wife in the world. You see, we have what you might call an arrangement. He allows me to fuck pretty much whoever I want, whenever I want. I, in turn have to promise to tell him all the sordid details of my slutty encounters. My latest bit of whoring was so hot, that...
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Reddit NSFW ListYou read here about little Anne Marie. She is our Baby sitter for our Black Baby boy-junior. Junior banged into me by his BIG negro Stud DADDY. My hubby could not provide!Anne Marie had become a huge fan of black dick, yes since being very young too. She had begun with white boys, then met her 1st black love, who opened her up to all huge black shafts.She rang me and said she was told that she would have to job seek, or no more benefits from the state!! The job center had said she was pretty...
My latest bit of “whoring” was so hot, that he asked me to write a story about it. Bear with me, as this is my first attempt at literature. Trust me; I suck cock much better than I write. This past weekend my two girlfriends and I decided that a “girl’s weekend” was in order. We planned a road-trip to go see a professional bull rider’s rodeo in the next state over from ours. I wish I could say that I wasn’t thinking about finding myself some hot stud of a cowboy to fuck and suck, but...
Kittens _ Theater Kitten By Sarah Owens Based on the Stories of Malissa Madison Chapter 2 - The Kitten Ballet Theater Troupe "Violet, kitten, bring up the stage lights, and let's see what we have to work with." "Yes, momma." Violet adjusted the controls, and brought up the lights on the stage. In the week since Sarah had found her, she had begun to learn just as Sarah had, the intricate details of running a theater. And she also...
Kittens _ Theater Kitten By Sarah Owens Based on the Stories of Malissa Madison "Erika, hi, this is Sarah. I am going to be coming back to town today. My momma left me her theater, and I think I would like to reopen it. Those years she let me study dance and theater were the best opportunity she gave me after she adopted me and made me her kitten all those years ago, and I want to give something back to the town that took me in and accepted me, in her memory." Sarah had called...
She wakes up to another morning with a wet pussy, throbbing clit and no one to fuck. She and her husband have been apart, due to his work, for most of the last six weeks. She’s a very sexual, sensual woman who enjoys great sex and is missing it a lot. She loves sucking cock, having her pussy eaten, and she loves to be fucked in any direction. Oh how she’d love to be able to fuck her man this morning! It’s been a long six weeks! She finds herself watching a lot more porn than usual and...
"Hi. I'm Al O'Malley." "You're kidding. O'Malley?" "Well, my grandfather called himself Johnson, but during the Roots thing, my dad found out our ancestors had been owned by a guy named O'Malley. We changed our name." "Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I meant, you're Al O'Malley in Atlanta. I'm Harry Katz, Chicago. Saul's dad." "For Christ's sake! Harry, we've been trying to skin each other for years." "Well, you finally got me. Bare as a baby. How's...
"Alex, your folks get in this afternoon. Do we need to agree on anything? Clothing, screwing, whatever?" "I've been thinking about it, Saul. I told them they have to accept that we sleep together, and that we don't always have our clothes on. They say they agree to that." "You don't sound all that sure about it," Sigrid said. "I'm not. I really don't see Mom being able to deal with it." "Well, we're going to find out," Heather said. "Let's try to keep some clothes on,...
"Hi, Mom. It's Anne. You called.' "Yes, dear, thanks for calling back. I wanted to know if you're coming home for Memorial Day.' "What's going on? You having a party?' "No, we're not really planning anything, I just wanted to know if we'd be seeing you. If you're coming, maybe we'll think of something.' "Mom, do you want to come here for Memorial Day?' "Well, I don't know. We wouldn't want to... you know... ' "Mom, Lucy and Sam are coming, and so are Dan Sidney and...
"Aunt Bessie!" Mary cried when she met the Coloradans at the airport. "And Jesse — how wonderful of you both to come." She turned to her mother with more hugs. "So good to see you... And Dad. Where are Dan and Consuela? I thought they were coming with you." "No, Mary, they came up with something special at the last minute. They'll be along tomorrow. Didn't you get their call? They were going to call you and Ken before they left." "No, maybe it came after I left the house. Come...
.a{fill:none;stroke:gray;stroke-linecap:round;stroke-linejoin:round;stroke-width:3px;} Bottom Anne And Mary - Book IIChapter 34: The Wall Street JournalCopyright© 2007 by Robin Pentecost Startup Succeeds in Five Specialty Retail Markets, Finds Time to Horse Around BY SANDRA FELLING Staff Reporter NEW YORK— The new wave in fashion isn't really there. Virtual clothing in many forms has made it difficult to tell whether Americans are dressed to the nines, or just kidding. Virtual...
It was Thursday when Jim and Denise and the O'Malleys arrived. Sigrid met them at the airport, feeling a little silly carrying a sign with a big 'Still Waters' logo. "I'm Jim Positano, and this is Denise." "Hi, I'm Sigrid Sorenson. Mary's teaching today; said she's sorry she couldn't meet you." "Hey there, you're Sigrid! Hi, Jim, Denise. I'm Al O'Malley and this is Margaret." "Sigrid Sorenson. I just explained that Mary's teaching this afternoon, couldn't meet you....
At five o'clock on Wednesday they turned the phones over to voice mail and the call center. Only the number known only to family would ring. Supper was quiet and slow. Afterward, Sigrid said, "Boy, I'm pooped. It's been a great fall, but I am wiped. Tom? Let's go upstairs tonight. I need some sleep." To no-one's surprise, the Big Bed was empty that night. The next morning, work began on Thanksgiving dinner. The only guests were Sarah and Steve, who arrived early and pitched into the...
"I have a letter from Jimmy Lin in San Francisco. He wants to talk to us about some kind of cross-marketing agreement. He sent us a catalog before. We were going to look into it further, but we never did. " "Who's he again?" Saul asked. Anne said, "He's the guy who sent us his catalog of Asian erotica, bought a few pieces from us. Here's the catalog from our files." "More than a few, Anne," Sigrid said. "I put a watch on that account and they've bought quite a few more Erotics...
"Mary, can I wear your wedding dress?" "Anne, are you crazy? You know I hate that thing. Every time I see that picture from the introduction, I get that same feeling: the creeps." "Well, you're famous in it, you know. The whole world sees you like that. And you're gorgeous in it." "Yeah, I do look good. Don't know why it affects me that way. But, of course you can wear it. I suppose that means you're going to get married." "Yeah. Talked it over with Saul and Will, called Mom...
"Mary! You're back. Come here and be kissed." "Hi, Saul. Did you miss my cooking?" "Saul," Tom said, "You mean this woman can cook? What have we been missing?" "Not much, you loves. I'm glad to be back. We had a wonderful time, but it's good to be home." Mary and Ken settled at the table for the meeting. "The big thing is the Introduction," Anne began. "Heather?" "So far, everything seems to be going all right. We have plenty of stock for all the things we're going to...
"Anne, take a look at this." "Say, Heather, you look good even with clothes on," Saul gibed. "You do look terrific, Heather. Try to ignore this brute," Anne said. "This is what I plan to wear to San Francisco tomorrow." Heather wore her favorite kind of outfit, a mid-thigh dress of heavy, well-fitted knit with push-up sleeves and a zipper front. It was a rich red that picked up the lights in her long chestnut hair. She wore no jewelry. "You're wearing stockings? I've never...
"Hi, Jane, come on in, ' Mary said as Jane came up the walk. "You're already bare. Okay if I strip, too?' "Sure. Hang your stuff here. Makes it easy to find when you leave. Anne and Iris are here, we're out by the pool.' They stopped to open a Coke for Jane, then went into the sunshine. Mary settled on a lounge. Jane said, "Are you guys busy? I didn't mean to interrupt.' "No, Jane, ' Iris said, "We're just yakking. Taking a break and getting some rays.' "Anne, are you...
Since it was a warm afternoon, the meeting convened beside the pool. Everyone bared all to the sun. "I've been talking with Jim and Harry," Anne said. "They both think we need to catch the wave in Europe. We've had some inquiries, and Iris, you say you've had a call or two." "Yes, Italy, and Germany." "Why don't you go and take a look? See what the market's like, check out distribution, get a feel for acceptance." "Okay. I'll have to make it quick — I hate that. And I...
Dave did a quick change from his casual garb into shorts and a casual top in his house, and was behind the bar in less than five minutes. He shifted his thinking from working with Marie Thereaux’s students, to helping out at the bar. His co-workers that evening were Nikky and Savannah working the tables, and Chelsea, Tony, and Barry behind the bar or scooting around the patio to nearby high-top tables. Before he could take an order, Kellie and Barbara waved frantically at him, indicating...
Introduction By the time they reached Los Angeles, the show had shaken down to a truly professional presentation. Everything had gone as expected in New York, with one important exception. But after that, Chicago and San Francisco were a lark. In New York, when Anne and Saul came on stage for the first time there was routine applause, then silence except for the background music. The video camera caught them as they entered, then zoomed to a closer shot of Anne's upper body, her face and...
I was sitting in the living room, looking out the window and sort of in a daze. It wasn't too late to get started on something, but I didn't seem to have any push. It was warm, so I hadn't dressed after my shower. I was sitting there in my warm daze when Anne came and made shadows on me. Then, she sat down close to me. I snuggled. I love her bare skin and I needed someone close. "Mary, what has gotten into you? You're not yourself lately." "Oh, nothing. I feel fine. Just lazy. Been...
I went to Still Waters one Wednesday. I thought Anne would be there, and she was. Out by the pool in the sun. I went and lay beside her on the lounge. "Hi," I said. "It's Wednesday. You usually don't come on Wednesday any more. I'm glad to see you." "I wanted to see you. Talk some." "Anything wrong?" "No, Anne, I just felt like I hadn't been with you for a while, and I wanted to spend some time." "Good. I've missed you." "Have I been away so long?" "Not really, of...
Foreword: So, here is Maries story. As I said before, I wasnt going to share this story because it is really her story. She wanted to write it and I told her I would post it as it is part of the whole chronology of stuff Ive done. Anyway, heres Maries story as told by Marie herself. Seven Months With Marie- Part Four: Maries Story Still Summer 2004 So I guess Im Marie, or at least thats my handle in these stories, so thanks John for protecting my anonymity. So, by now you know that Johnny...
On Friday, Heather was describing her progress with Virtual Jewelry, a product line she was developing for Still Waters Arts. In the past few months, she had found and exploited way to put colorful design transfers on the bare skin, making them into a kind of sensual jewelry. She had placed orders with a production house for test quantities of designs and graphic elements. Production was simple because the CAD designs went straight to a computer that turned them into silk-screen...
Alex's, Will's and Heather's parents sent regrets. Dan and Consuela were busy. Sarah and Steve helped with the preparations. At supper, Saul greeted their guests. They were all lightly clad in the warmth of the house. "I'm glad you remembered that we don't dress formally here. I thought I'd mention a couple of house rules, even though some of you already know them. "First, the cook never has to wash dishes. Second, if you use the rooms or beds upstairs you are guaranteed privacy...
Pat Spector spent a long time looking at The Goddesses, Will's big, portrait pastels of Anne as Venus, Mary as Diana, Heather as Ceres and two of Sigrid as a Nereid and as Leda. She said nothing, then, "Show me the horses, Will," she demanded. Will took her into the gallery and then into his studio, where he was working on a western commission. Pat sat down on a chair. Dean wandered in and sat on the window sill while his wife studied the work in progress closely. "I always knew you'd...
"Hi, Mei-Ling. It's Anne Stilwell." "Oh, I'm glad to hear from you. How are you? How're things?" "Good. Very good. School is good, business is good, the guys are good, so am I. Haven't talked to you since New Year's. What's with your kids?" "They're fine, Anne. Sally had an ear infection, but she's over that now." "You know I really didn't focus on their names when we were there. Sally and Joshua. Why not Chinese names?" "We're not Chinese, Anne, we're...
"It was a wonderful party, that's for sure," Saul began. "In addition to having a great time, did we learn anything from it, as far as Virtual Jewelry goes?" "I figured out one thing, Saul," Anne said, "I'm not going another New Years without a swimming pool." "Well, I agree, but we can't do anything now, and when spring comes, we'll think about it as an improvement project. Now, what about Virtual Jewelry?" Mary said, "I think it was a great success, everyone enjoyed it,...
The lights were out. They snuggled together under a duvet in the big new bed. "Anne?" "Umm?" "Can I meet Saul?" "Yeah, you never. You've never seen him. Sure. Lunch tomorrow?" "Good. We've got some things to work out about our new guys." "Uh-huh. Just wait to meet up with us until he has his food on the table. He's dangerous when he meets new girls. Assuming you like him, what do we do next?" "We've got four guys now. First question is, are they the right four? Then,...
They had quickly worked out a way to operate in the small bathroom when they both had to get going in the morning. Anne, being shorter, stood next to the sink, Mary behind her, when they were combing and brushing hair, cleaning teeth and such. Their naked bodies touched pleasantly. Anne raised an arm and began palpating her breast. "I really like my breasts. They're my best feature." "Oh, yes. Forget about the face, the abs, the buns. Definitely the boobs." Mary waved the drier around,...
"Welcome, Iris, to your first Friday meeting. I can't tell you how glad we are to have you with us. Why don't you start off by telling us what happened with Linda Moore?" "I went back to L.A. Monday, Anne. Went straight to Linda's even though it was evening; she asked me to come. She's planning a party the weekend after next and wants everyone to dress virtual. I showed her a bunch of things Heather gave me, and I was wearing a virtual blouse when I showed up there. She nearly jumped...
Ken was checking out when a bell-man brought him a note. He looked at it, and turned to the clerk. "Cancel that check-out, please. We're staying another night, at least." Mary looked at him sharply; he handed her the note. "Saul, Anne," she said, "something good's come up, but we've got to rush. We'll be along tomorrow probably, okay?" "Fine. Thanks for your help. Keep in touch." Ken led Mary to a corner and took out his cell-phone. "Let me have her note, will you?" Mary...
Tom and Sigrid came down for breakfast late. Sigrid's happiness radiated like a torch. They sat eating the last of the muffins, licking the drips of butter off each other. "Anne, I wish I'd started when you did." "I had a whole different way of life, remember. Probably wouldn't have worked for you." They went upstairs again, did not re-appear until the others had left for the stables and the gym. With Alex, they drove to the lumber yard, loaded the van with supplies. That afternoon,...
For several years I had fantasized about my wife Trixie being part of a threesome. I finally set it up on New Years Eve and Day (2015/2016). I posted a personal ad on a swinger's web site asking for a single male to be part of the experience. A military man named Jim replied to the ad and we set up to meet him at New Years Party at the Hotel . We weren't sure if we were ready to go through with this and told him so, but we wanted to be ready if Trixie got turned on. Trixie is 50 years old but...
"Shit!" Sigrid said. She was opening the mail. "What's up?" Heather asked. "Doctor says I have a bad pap smear. Wants me to do another." "Kind of scary. But, Mom told me smears turn up a lot of false positives. Probably nothing. Want me to come with you?" "No, she'll just take another and send me another post card. But, you can hold my hand until I get it." "Okay." "Mom, it's Heather. Sorry to bother you at work... Sigrid needs to talk to you." "Judith?... My doctor...
"Glad you're home again, Iris," Anne said. "I'm afraid we've really got you on the run." "Oh, well, somebody's got to do it, and I do enjoy it. But I really want to spend some time with Heather and get into the design side more. I think the next week or so will settle down some. I'm really still reacting to the first craze." "I saw you on TV last week when I was in Chicago," Jim said. He and Denise had come for the meeting. "Oh, that morning show. What a bunch of macho pigs...
Christmas was just what I needed. Restful, happy. The whole study group was home, we had a wonderful reunion. We found we all had new friends, new lovers. We were just as close, but somehow we didn't end up in bed. On the other hand, Frank, a junior now, was busy catching up with his old girlfriends, some of whom spent the night. Ralph had his own girls, usually in the afternoon. I spent hours with Mom and Dad, telling them about college, the group, our plans for Still Waters Art. I had a...
Anne and Mary drove back to the university a week before classes began. The others were due to arrive late in the day. On the way they bought beer and English muffins and stocked up on other supplies. There was a message on the telephone from Sarah. "Mary, this is Sarah. Happy New Year. Call me." When she hung up after returning the call, Mary said, "Sarah knows we're looking for a house. She said she'd just seen a For Sale sign on the house next to the stables. She knows we want to...
On Monday afternoon, Anne was ready to leave the room. "Mary, you want to come to the figure class?' "Watch you stand around bare ass for an hour? Sure, why not?' At the Art School, the instructor, Henry, met them. "Ah, is this Mary Travis? Are you posing today? How are you, Anne?' Mary laughed. "I hadn't planned to; I was going to watch Anne. But what the hell, why not?' Mary went into the changing room, emerging shortly wearing the robe Anne had used. For Anne, it had been...
Thursday afternoon after history, Anne and Mary drove to the mall. They wandered through the aisles, selected a toaster oven and looked at several big, colorful throw pillows. Mary plumped one fat cushion that was at least a yard square. "I wouldn't mind getting laid on top of this." "If we buy it, you probably will. More than once." Immediately, Mary put the pillow in their basket. Anne added more like it. "What if they don't agree? Maybe they'll hate each other." "Terrible....
The first thing they did Friday afternoon was review their exams. Mary set up a spreadsheet and entered how each of them had answered on each of the three exams. With a few keystrokes, she compiled the results. "I won't bore you with details: printout on the way. Our average grade on the three exams is 98%. High is 100%, low 96%. Based on what we know of the correct answers, we're on course." English was the only common subject for the coming week; the other exams coming up were...
Anne and Mary walked into the Student Union for lunch, chatting like magpies. They'd arranged to join one another at noon one or two days a week — "girl time", they called it. Today, Sigrid was missing. As they went through the cafeteria line, Anne noticed a woman sitting alone at a table. "Isn't that Louise Whatsername?" she asked Mary. "You know, from North College?" "Yeah, I think so. It's not the same Louise we knew — at least from her looks. Something's happened for her....
Anne met Will and Mary's plane. Waiting for the bags, Anne clung to Will, kissing him and hugging. When they got home, Mary started the round of hugs with the others, Anne took Will upstairs. At supper, Sigrid said, "Should we call them, Mary?" "No, Sigrid, let's make up a tray. I'll take it up." Alex went with her, knocked on the door and opened it. Mary went in with the tray. Will and Anne were lying in the bed, spent but joined. Anne's face shone with joy. Mary set the tray on a...
Another exam on Wednesday. History in the afternoon. I think I nailed every question. Coming out, though, I didn't feel the high I usually feel when I've aced an exam. I moseyed toward the Union, knowing that Mary was posing. I still had unfinished business. I realized what was wrong with me when I ran into Saul. He looked down at me with that smile he has. It gave me goose bumps. "Hi, Anne. You look good." I decided to take the bull by the horns, or something. "Saul Katz, if you...
I was putting laundry away when Mary came into our room. "Got a minute?" "Always, for you. What's the matter? You've been looking down the last day or so." "I've been thinking about that trip to Fairplay. It was so wonderful, everything I would have dreamed of a year ago, if I hadn't known it was impossible." "From what you said about it, it must have been. How come you're feeling low? Backlash?" We sat down on the bed. The sunshine coming through the open window ended not...
When I got up on Monday it was sunny and warm for mid-November, so I wore my Polartec and a pair of those really tight ski pants with half-boots. The Polartec feels nice and fuzzy on my breasts and it almost covers my buns. The zipper neck lets me control the draft. I didn't need a coat. I thought it looked pretty good. After lunch, Saul waved frantically at me as I started to leave the Union, so I went to where he was sitting. "Dad left a message on my answering machine over the weekend....
I really enjoy being with Tom. He's just as funny and warm as Saul, without the self-assurance. Taking him to bed Sunday night really made us both feel wonderful. On Monday, though, at lunch, when Sigrid walked up to me in the Union, I had a kind of uneasy feeling. Certainly just misplaced guilt. "Are you Mary Travis?" 'Why beat around the bush?' I thought. "Right. You're Sigrid, but I don't have your last name." "Sigrid Sorenson. I wanted to ask if you and Anne will be home...