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Cheating
Outside Dick
As a married woman, I know I had no business looking at this man. I have been married for 7 years. I love my husband with all my heart, but recently we have seem to be growing less interested in each other. We still sleep together, not as close as usual. We don’t even go to sleep at the same time anymore. He has been so busy with this new account at work that he rarely talks to me anymore. I feel like I have been very understanding through this process. The lack of attention is wearing on me. I guess it’s more noticeable than I thought. My best friend’s best friend had moved back in town about a month ago and he had been trying to fuck since he first met me. Besides the …
Joe chapter 6
Cynthia started menstruating a few days ago. So I was in the clear, for a little while longer at least. After her period we didn’t get anytime alone before she got a really bad flu. Aida wasn’t even allowed to see her. Cynthia was basically quarantined. I was so eager to see her again. In the meantime, I was going to hang out with Mark and a few of the guys from football. Mark, being the ‘alpha male’ of our group, decided we should catch a movie. It was really early on a Saturday we had half an hour to wait for our show. We went into the small game room, more like a hallway then a room. The guys ran to get into the 4 person racing game. I was last man out being …
My first time sex with my niece.
My first time sex with my niece My niece, Angie and I I don’t know how to start this, but to say I have dreamed of having sex with my niece Angie since she was 16. Angie came to live with us when she was 15. Her mother and father (my wife’s sister) were moving as he was in the service and was being sent to Texas. Angie wanted to finish school here and had baby-sat our son many times. She is 14 years younger then me and we were always close. She would confide anything in me, as she knew I would never tell her mom or dad or anyone of what she said or did. One day I accidentally entered the bathroom as she was just getting out of shower. I got the …
Ronnie 2 (Mall)
Chapter Two “Oh God, I love riding you like this!” My beautiful fiance Isabella was seated on top of me, grinding her clit on my groin. Her big, beautiful brown eyes were boring into me. She was sitting up, rocking back and forth and up and down, covering me with her wetness. “Am I wet enough for you baby?” I have the greatest woman in the world. And she’s all mine. “God, yes.” I did love how wet she got for me. She wasn’t a squirter, like you see in pornos, but she did gush when she came. A flood of her vaginal fluids would cover me and I would feel it drip down my ball sack and along the inside my thighs. Afterwards we would need a full size bath towel to clean up …
CONSEQUENCES, Pt.3
I woke up Wednesday with a severe boner, apparently from anticipation. Noting that it was nearly 10AM, I texted “Clear your late afternoon, you’ll be busy after 4” and then sat down to a leisurely breakfast. Sarah was thankful her phone was on silent, as she had been enjoying having her man spooned up to her, and it wasn’t until he got up to make breakfast for her that she saw the text, spoiling her mood. She decided she was going to enjoy her day and deal with that later, damn him, and deleted the text. I figured on no response, so I sent another that I knew would get at least a reaction. “Something in a box for you on back porch. You’ll be wearing it later.” I had spent the day off doing …
My Wife, Her New Friend, An Opportunity
My Wife, Her New Friend, An Opportunity. Note: This is a true story. The names and certain personal details have been changed to protect…….myself however, the event described below is accurate. I have posted a few fictional stories on this site but rather than describing any one woman, girl or event the stories are a compilation of experiences from before and after my marriage. While none of the prior stories are true there are elements of truth, my nature, situations and expressions in those stories. I have had some real surprises since getting divorced and like many do I have explored sexual avenues with a few woman to unleash that pent up desire. I was true to my wife, until we separated. I was pretty sure she wasn’t true to me but have no proof. …
The Reminisces of Miss James.
“I remember that knitted dress very well indeed. I still have it today, hanging in my wardrobe. A souvenir of sorts. I had to approach the head and his deputy about wearing it because it was not of the ‘required dress code’ for we teachers. We were in the grip of a fairly severe heat wave at that time and apart for wearing a bikini, this knitted dress was the only garment I had that would keep me cool throughout the day. I knew I had to physically bend if I needed to pick anything up. It would not leave much to the imagination but it had to be done that way because if I squatted down, the dress would literally roll upwards around my waist so it would look as if all I was …
A Rock and a Hard Place 2
This is a true story and it continues to this day as far as I know. The first story was more of an introduction to the characters and a history so you won’t be confused so I advise that you read it. Hoping for lots of responses! A Rock and a Hard Place 2 Thanks to the lie that I told Abby, I was free to talk to Robyn as much as I wanted. Unfortunately, seeds of jealousy began to sprout from both sides of the fence. Eventually Abby tried to force me to make a choice between the two. I refused and 30 minutes of screaming later we were broken up. I walked home that day and reflected on life and how important Abby really was to me. I had already cheated on her …
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A Cheating Wife’s Diary
Dear Husband, If you found this diary, please do know that everything written in here is true. Whatever happened or written in here, no matter what I said or what I wrote, please know that I love you. I always love you and always do. I want to share this with you, but I can’t bring myself to tell you this in person. Thus, the diary. Forgive me, honey. And I love you. Always. Winter, Your loving wife. 12th August 2015 Dear husband, Today is our wedding day. I was so excited about it. Everything goes according to the plan. You and I decided to do the ceremony at the beach instead of a normal church. The setup are all done after dawn, the caterers are setting things up and I was there, sitting in …
Laura and her Youth Minister Chapter 6
I appreciate the comments thus far. I know it has dragged for many of you, but the complexity of the religious morals, the cheating aspect, the age difference, the discoveries made by each character and the pure lust on each of their parts I needed to flesh out some. Hopefully from here forward carnal will enhance the mental. This story is a work of fiction. Like most of my stories, the basic scenario is one suggested by a friend of mine. She had found herself In this situation once, and through discussion, we talked about the basic lusts and passions between two individuals and the internal conflicts they would have to overcome to basic religious morals and overall societal mindfucks the youth of today have to go through concerning sex. I can empathize with the …
Cousins Gangbang
It’s been a tradition in my family that once someone turns 18 that they and all their cousins, well, those who are of age, all go out for drinks. It started when my two oldest cousins, the identical twins Catherine and Ellen, bumped into my next oldest cousin, Faithe, not long after her 18th birthday and they decided to go to a pub in celebration. The tradition continued for my other two cousins, first Emma, and then Faithe’s younger sister Victoria. When my 18th birthday came around, I was both surprised but happy to hear from Catherine about organising a full weekend away. The reason I was surprised was because there was a 4-year age difference between me and Victoria, and an 11-year age difference between me and the twins. Being younger, and the only …
The Carnival Pt 3
Here I am, somewhere in EBF Cape Cod; actually it’s called East Falmouth. This would be my first full week of my first summer job. I started out last week as a shy fifteen year old introverted and inexperienced guy posing as an eighteen year old. Did I mention this job was away from home? My boss assured my parents that I would be under his total supervision and not to worry. My first thoughts about this place were beginning to come true. No one else knew where the carnival was situated. Business was slow and to make things worse, it rained on two nights this week. The small crowds of people that showed up on Monday were probably it for the week. I got the impression in my mind that Cape dwellers did not …
Twisted Wedding Confessions
The dim light of the old stone church filtered through stained-glass windows, casting colorful patterns on the wooden pews. Father Elias, a tall man with a stern face and piercing blue eyes, stood at the altar as the young couple entered. Mark, the groom, was a sturdy farmer with calloused hands and a simple smile. Beside him walked Elena, his bride-to-be, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, her modest white dress hugging her curves. They approached the priest, nervous excitement in their eyes. “Welcome,” Father Elias said, his voice deep and commanding. “Marriage is a sacred bond, one that requires preparation of the soul. You must both return individually for private counsel. Mark, come tomorrow morning. Elena, afternoon. We will ensure your union is blessed.” Mark nodded eagerly, squeezing Elena’s hand. “Of course, Father. …
On The Road_(0)
I see you walk through the doors and my pulse quickens instantly. You are wearing a warm coat, its cold outside, it might even snow. Aberdeen in January, dark, freezing and forlorn at the moment. Things have just looked up though as you Dawn, the woman I arranged to meet here in this Travel Inn, have just turned up. We kiss lightly and smile. It’s so good to see you again. We sit by the fire and talk about our day. I listen to your voice intently, watching your lips move, watching the way your hand holds the glass and the way you sip the wine. I look at your eyes flashing in the light from the fire. Your face turned golden by the flames. I could listen to you all night so long as …
TEMPTATIONS AND VARIATIONS
THE COLLEGE BOYS, My agent Ada asked me if I was prepared to take on an assignment that was a little out of my usual. “A college boy wants six of his buddies to watch him give a head job to an older, really well hung man. The money will be well over standard. Are you interested? It could be very exciting for you. Do you need to think about it Michael?” I did need to think about it. My specialty is fucking another woman, usually a much older one while her husband, lover or toy boy watch before they give me a head job while the woman watches. The more I thought about a college boy wanting six of his buddies to watch him give me head job the more interested I became. The …
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INCEST MAGAZINE – 1 AUGUST 2015
EDITOR’S CORNER Hi! I’m Amy; Amy Simpson. My dad is Rick—Rick Simpson. I’m 19, he is 41. He is that young actually—one major reason I enjoy fucking and sucking and licking him also. Mom has got no clue about what we do behind her unsuspicious back. I don’t want her to find out. Dad doesn’t want that to happen too. Besides from screwing each other in our free time, Dad and I have decided to publish an INCEST MAGAZINE. We want to encourage a lot of people like you out there that incest is sweeter fun to participate in. Won’t you come and join us? Please? I am begging you to do this—on my knees. Anyway, I want you to know one reason I enjoy riding Dad’s cock and sucking his juicy dick. I also …
What Daddy Needs 5
Phoebe separated from her friends and held back a bit hoping that none of them would notice Jamie Murphy sitting on the bench a few stores down from the bookstore. They didn’t as they all wandered in to browse the shelves. She watched for a moment as the group of girls spread through the store. Strolling over, she sat down on the bench next to her teacher and slid closer to him. He looked down at his favorite student and leaned over to bump her shoulder with his. She smiled and leaned back into his side. “What are you up to?” he asked grinning back at her. Phoebe shrugged. “Not much,” she said. “Just hanging out. What about you?” Jamie nodded toward the ladies plus size store. “Trina’s doing some shopping.” She nodded wondering how …