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I picked up the phone. It had buzzed again, the umpteenth time it had chirruped and announced a new video message. Each time it had been like someone stabbing some rusted, ragged blade into my heart. This time was no different - Alice’s hand, wedding band gleaming, covering her bare pussy. Slowly the hand was pulled aside, revealing her sloppy wet hole ... sperm oozing out of it. A lot of sperm. More than one man could have produced. Giggling could be heard off camera then female fingers appeared, slipping easily into my wife’s cunt. One, two, three then four, a tucked thumb and I was watching my wife’s cum-filled vagina being fisted by, I imagined, my ex-wife, Melody.

Another clip, just showing Alice’s pretty face, smiling...
Alice and I crashed down on the beach towel, laughing our heads off. For a second, I just drank it all in. The warmth of the sun heating our cold bodies, fresh from the ocean. The sight of my beautiful wife lying next to me, golden hair cascading out haphazardly like a silken corona. Her heaving chest as she and I recovered our breath. Just ... everything at that moment was perfect. Of course, nothing lasts forever but if I could go back to any moment in my life, it would be then. Everything was ... right. Yes, right. Things would change for us in the next few weeks, but then ... yeah, that would be my time.

“That was ... fun!” she breathed, turning her to look at me. There were other people around, a few other...
Father John Opens The Gates

Mother Angela, after Father John had climbed off of me, his dangly
thing was all soft and shiny looking. As I sat up, I looked down and saw
blood on his bed where I had been lying.

It was from me and it shocked me. Father John saw my tears and said it
was nothing to worry about, that a little sacrificial blood is to be expected
when a lock to the Gates to Heaven is opened for the first time.”

by EroticWriter

It was time for Father John's Saturday night bath. Angela, the mother nun at 56 was getting on in years so she decided it was time to allow a novice whom had just become a nun to learn the job. The lovely young...
Natalie Earns Her Money

Despite his size, Natalie had let him have her in the ass during his first bury the salami session tonight. This was something she only did for special customers, but this old boy was the largest man she had ever allowed to enter her in that manner.

Again, he wore no rubber, a risky venture for her, but she believed his story of only having been with her in recent years. Using a little K-Y for lubrication, it was a struggle, but Natalie managed to take him while pretending to enjoy it.

by EroticWriter and first published by EW on 06-18-2010

Natalie Earns Her Money

The Madam opened the brothel door to see a frail, elderly...
Book 44

We have now resumed Wednesday night fun. She already told me before bed last night and again this morning when she walked up to me and cupped my cock and balls and said, "Are we going to have our usual fun tonight?"

As with most every Wednesday since it began, it's been a time when we seem to be able to talk about most anything while I am masturbating with her. I will try to steer the conversation that way.

She told me that if it had been up to Robert he would have had kids already as he'd really wanted them. All I have to go on is what Suzanna shared with me but apparently his ex-wife led him on for a long time about ‘someday’ having kids then apparently she came out and straight said she didn't want...
Marriage Counseling Works His Cock Right Into My Wife

"I’m glad for you Yvonne that your husband’s penis appears to be at least average-sized or larger. There was a possibility that it would be a little fellow and you might have been sexually frustrated as a result. But it looks to be a fairly nice one. It's so stiff and erect isn't it?"

"Yes, it’s nice and it’s very stiff" my wife said, her face red as she looked over at me.

"Your husband is very aroused I see.

Andy,” he said, looking at me, “Something got you hard. Does it turn you on that I am looking at and seeing your sexy wife with her beautiful breasts exposed and just wearing her small pretty panties?"

"Yes" I...
The Unwanted Houseguest Rebooted 2
Copyright 2018 by Stormbringer

Chapter 2: These Tits Were Made for Fucking

Beth groaned when the alarm went off and rolled on her side as David got up. “You really have to go to work?” she complained. Her thighs felt damp and her hard nipples scraped against the bed sheet.

The little sleep she'd gotten had been filled with strange dreams. In one she'd been a mannequin, dressed in last night's sexy lingerie while Titus and David stared up at her, the black man telling David how good his wife would look wearing it. In another, she was nude in a farmyard while giant black feathered roosters were chasing her around. Most of the other dreams she couldn't remember, but they were sexual and left her in a...
The Unwanted Houseguest Rebooted
Copyright 2019 by Stormbringer

Note: This is a rewrite of my story “The Unwanted Houseguest” written back in May of 2000. It has been read over one million times at one website with an average score around 9 out of 10. The original was written at a time I was considering retiring and I wanted to write the ultimate cheating wife story. It had all the themes and elements including lost bets, blackmail, exhibitionism, voyeurism, the wife cheating with her brother-in-law, an interracial scene, and threesomes. The story was to be my magnum opus before retirement. I never quit and kept writing. Houseguest was also my attempt to codify the roll of the alpha male in my stories, sort of a...
Chapter 7

Sunday the day of the ‘triple header’ and I was, as usual, out of bed before her.

Late morning I checked the clock to see 11am and, on cue, the doorbell rang and her 'stud' arrived on time.

I answered the door and let him in. He was about 35-40, tall about 6' like myself but unlike myself rather handsome. We shook hands as he said, “This was a bit unusual, a husband arranging sex for his wife.”

I assured him it was not as unusual as he thought.

He asked, “Are you going to be present?”

I told him yes and he responded, “That's cool” and then asked if it was to be a 3-some.

I told him probably not unless she wanted it that I'm good for sloppy seconds.

Again he said, “That's cool.”

He followed me...
Out of Afrika

A Fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van and Satinlvr_mwf


Chapter 27


“And this is all that’s worth noting tonight.” Then the weather-girl broke into her almost porn-star wide smile, and finished out the evening broadcast. “Good night, and be safe everyone… Bye-bye.”

Oskar pointed the remote at the screen and the TV went blank. He was seated on the couch in his extravagant office, alongside his latest recruit to the Rhino Empire, Mrs Suzi Recreant. They had just viewed a clip of her daily broadcast as a weather girl with a Southern California television network which Suzi had brought along, as part of her presentation package at her...