Claire and I have talked about this moment for years and just before lockdown happened we were going to try it? We have been together for 30years and still happy but I got an idea into my head about sharing and I kept asking her but she always said no. Years went by and I asked, still no. To try and add spice to the relationship We have just started to watch porn films together and we happened to watch a film about an English lady who was a big girl a bbw making out with a black man a bbc! We started to watch it and I could see Claire was turned on by this film, I rubbed her

My husband and I have been married for 9 years now. We have a very special relationship and have always connected on every level you can be, especially sex. Very early on before I moved in with him we talked for hours on the phone. Being so far apart we were always horny so the conversation always came around to talk about sex. As I was so comfortable with Brian I found it so easy to talk about my fantasies and sexual experience, or lack of sexual experience, as well as who I found attractive and who I would imagine having sex with when I masturbate and there would be no judgement, and this brought us close together even more.

Brian’s friend tommy was a nice guy. He was working as a general contractor on a building site outside Derry that was about 60 miles away. Tommy had no means of transport and asked Brian if he minded driving him out to the site and he would square him up with money. And it would only be for a week or two. Brian agreed and asked me if I would like to tag along for the drive. I said yeah, that I would like to, it would be a lovely drive. As we set off on the first day I willingly took the back seat as Tommy and Brian talked up front. After our second drive out with Tommy, he

Chapter 2 I was driving home and thinking that I was scared. I was also very turned on. I decided not to fight this, continue on “autopilot” and see how my luck holds out. Donna has always been understanding and if she isn’t into something, she’ll let me know and then we can continue as always. Donna was home when I got there. I went into the house, said hello, then went to my office. I was half eager to follow his instructions and half eager to jerk off. When I was in my office, I pulled out my dick and started to look for pictures. I stroked away looking at pictures of Susan Reno fucking black men. I loved

Funny how things start. My wife, Donna, and I have been married for 26 years. We met in college and dated on and off, sometimes serious, then we would move away, date others, then we got back together in our later 20’s and married. We’ve been happy and raised two great kids. Our kids are both out of the house now. One graduated and is employed and the other finishing up her 4th year of college. We’re both of Irish ancestry, live on Long Island, and she is now 54 and I’m 55. She has always had great shoulder length red hair, fair skin, freckles, and bright blue eyes. Never skinny, but well-rounded and fit. Her breast are on the larger

I moved along with my family to a new city which means I had to join a new school and so I did. It was 8th grade that I joined and there weren’t many students their so I socialized pretty well. I particularly didn’t find any girl that attractive but there was this introverted dude who hanged around with one girl soon I found out they were into eachother. I wasn’t bothered until that dude whose name is Andrew talked smack about me and as revenge I fucked his girl Jen. It wasn’t hard because Andrew had a very small dick and Jen was built for a big cock like mine. She had these round juicy tits, fat pink lips,

It was a hot Saturday afternoon. I was at my in laws for a brief vacation. My wife had gone shopping with her sister. My MIL Lisa and her husband George were in their bedroom, probably enjoying an afternoon delight. I was in the loft area flipping through a local newspaper. It was a long boring day, my mind was numbed with the mundanesess of the day. In that thoughtless moment, George walked up the stairs into the loft. I saw just sweaty forehead emerge up the flight of stairs. I waved at him and went back to the newspaper, assuming he was there for something else. Within a few seconds, I saw a hand emerge over the newspaper, I

NOTE: Unlike any other story I’ve written in the past, which were all written while I was masturbating to porn and in a horny state, this story was written after orgasm. —————————— Humans are essentially selfish. They go through their lives looking out for their own interests and even when they do look out for others, it’s only for the limited number of people they are capable of loving. This doesn’t make them bad. That’s just how humans are and that’s just how human society is. But Sam was one of the few exceptions. A 32 year old mid-level manager at a busy office, he loved everyone and was ostensibly loved by all. Discarding the stereotype of asshole mid-level managers,

My wife Ally has always wanted to let our neighbor Simon fuck her, she’s asked me to invite him around for a couple of drinks, she wants us to all get drunk and have a threesome, I kind of like the idea and in fact it turns me on a lot, we have disgusted it and we are going to invite him around, one night when we were out we got a bit drunk and she started to talk about Simon and asked if I could give him a call and ask him to come to ours for a drink as the pub ee were in is only five minutes from our house, I asked if she was sure and

We live next door to a single guy called Simon, he has lived there for a while now and we see him every now and again, When me and my wife go out for a drink and have a good night and a few drinks it’s really great, especially when we get back home and into bed! When we start kissing and touching each other that’s when it all starts, I start talking about Simon next door and how I feel a bit sorry for him as he’s been single for quite a while and he must miss sex, I then ask if she sees him often as I work away a lot and don’t see much of him, she

After Neil capitulated, licking out my sticky sex, begging to be allowed to remain part of my life….. there was a five week gap. Yes, five weeks and it was probably a time of hell for poor Neil. He looked so drawn and haggard! I was dating Leon (of course) and, at my lover’s instruction, I wasn’t explaining very much about our reaction to Neil’s abject submission. Of course I dressed sexily to go out with my man and there were some nights when I slept over at his place. Neil never knew exactly whether I would be home for supper, whether I would even be there for breakfast. Naturally Ellie our daughter wondered why I was away so much

This is my second little piece on cuckoldress living. The first dealt with emotions as a woman, contemplating the lifestyle. This one is all about managing your husband, preparing him to be a willing cuck. The third will focus on dealing with external relationships, others’ reactions. Where I left off was a planned meeting between Leon and my husband Neil, one where my interested and very sexy black beau told him that I was being recruited as his interior design consultant. I’d anticipated that Leon and Neil would meet separately, but my husband rang to say that there was this guy who had a proposition about me. Neil wanted me there. Minutes later Leon rang and said I should come

Three years ago I started a relationship with a handsome and very emotionally mature young man called Leon. Leon is a property developer, aged 28 and already very successful. My husband Neil, works as a university lecturer, he is aged 34. This is the first of three articles of advice, this one attending to your feelings, as a woman about to embark on an extra marital relationship. The second attends to your husband, the man whom you cuckold.  The third discusses the management of others’ reactions, however much you might plan the manage a trois, information does tend to seep out. I wanted Leon, a very masculine guy who is significantly more assured, extrovert and successful than my husband. I

At our friend’s wedding, Susan is holding his hand. Lance’s hand, the black lothario that she has been seeing for near on a year now. The woman getting wed, a girl called Angela, she’s watching. She’s watching how Susan openly kisses Lance, watching how I then react. Angela notices pretty much everything. She notices the way that Lance and I chat over a drink at the bar. It looks convivial doesn’t it? I don’t seem to mind that Lance is shafting my wife. I didn’t seem to mind the holiday that they took together, nor yet the pictures of Susan topless with him on that beach. She was kissing him there too, kissing him so that her head was bent back, her

Strokes happen elsewhere, when you’re old and when you’re crumbling already, right? Well, may be. But there are times, when a husband is only 36 and he has a stroke. He has a stroke when he is supposed to be young, virile and as powerful as a man can get. There are times when a blood clot can come out of the blue and transform a man like Tony into something profoundly less, something humiliatingly small. Tony didn’t ask for a stroke. He didn’t ask to be left with a limp left arm and a dragging left foot. He didn’t ask to be left incapable of sustaining a proper erection, something that would seem good and manly, solid and fertile