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This is a unique story about a husband and wife, written from two perspectives under two different titles. This one is about the woman who thought her sex life became ordinary and scripted to the point of boredom. Its companion story is titled “I Just Wanted to Fuck”. I suggest you read them both chapter for chapter and gain some insight into why people who love each other end up cheating. Like I said it is Unique, and I hope you enjoy hearing both sides. I Just Wanted to be Fucked Chapter One Her perspective: The beginning of their troubles My name is Jennifer, but everyone calls me Jen. I…

This story takes place over a span of about a year. It covers three specific meetings. I can’t remember the main guy’s name, but I think it was Mike, so we’ll just go with that! As usual, I was horny as hell. I hadn’t yet found someone who I could play with regularly so I was just looking for a discreet quick hookup to get off. I posted an ad for my area, stating that I’m a big and stocky young guy looking for some mutual jacking off and possibly 69. I always get lots of responses on my ads but I’m very selective based on if the person seems…

Attending an all-male catholic college in central Minnesota meant spending a lot of time around men. And for a sexually confused 20 year old junior who had 2 encounters with his roommates of late, it was becoming more and more difficult to deny that I was bisexual at best, but even leaning gay. One night while studying I was getting tired and felt a late-night shower would help wake me up a bit. My roommates were both sleeping — it was after midnight. I grabbed my gear and headed down the hall in just my boxers with a towel over my shoulders and my shower kit. We had one bathroom…

This recent at-home quarantine period has given me a lot of time to remember some more past sexual episodes. Here’s another I thought I’d write about. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I like remembering it. My home has a pool in the back yard and a covered patio area next to the pool with a privacy fence that completely encloses my yard. The only way to see into the pool area is to either come into the back yard through one of the gates, or through the house. I’ve had some nice masturbation sessions out by the pool. And sometimes in the pool, letting one of…

Kitty was fifty-five when she first had sex with her son. She hadn’t intentionally set out for it to happen, and neither, she suspected, had he. The circumstances were far from perfect, as was the location, her grandson asleep in the next room and her son’s wife in the room next to that. Her day had started normal enough, a bit of shopping followed by a spot of lunch and then her afternoon chores before starting tea. Her husband Bill had arrived home early from work, explaining that he felt a tad off-colour, she’d enquired what was wrong with him, but he hadn’t been able to tell her, just saying…

My Sexual Awakening – BF — 5 As I write this story, my pants and underwear are down around my ankles. My knees apart and between thoughts, my left hand strokes my cock and massages my balls. I realize, I’m writing this story more for ME than for any reader, my apologies! THERAPY? FANTASY is so much better than REALITY! I was still on my knees when Burnie left the room. I turned my head to look in the mirror and saw my face covered with a mixture of my tears, saliva, but mostly Burnie’s cum. I looked at my body framed in his sister’s dress. I did look like…

Wednesday morning I lay in bed as I watched Lauren and Ashley shower and dress for work. They delayed actually donning clothing until the last moment, then each came and gave me two kisses — one on the lips, one on my erect cock — before they headed off to work. I didn’t have any real plans for the day, so I lay in the big bed and read. The doorbell sounded, so I grabbed a robe and went to see who was at the door. When I opened the door, it was the same FedEx lady driver from two (or was it three) weeks before! She immediately stepped into…

This is pure fiction, completely made up. This story is all fantasy, and the author does not promote or condone anything illegal, EVER. This story involves elements of bisexual, transsexual, gay, and father/daughter sex. All characters are portrayed as 18 years old and older. I encourage to read Visiting My Father, before reading this continuation. This is a long one, so enjoy! ***** It felt like a dream or more of a nightmare. I looked at the clock, and it was only 4:14am. I was cold, and had goosebumps, and I had to pee. I grabbed my phone to use the light as I snuck out of bed. Tip toed…

All characters are above eighteen and are definitely not animals. — Elise thought she had known her place in her small suburban city just west of Indianapolis. She had always been just a little fat, with a soft belly and heavy thighs that she had always been self-conscious of; her beautiful porcelain skin and naturally plump and pouty lips were obscured by acne and braces. Attending the same small private school since she was in kindergarten, she had all but accepted that she was invisible to the boys in her life. That didn’t mean the boys were invisible to her. Shrouded in shame and self-hatred, Elise would often touch herself…

I woke slowly, peering blurily through my tangle of golden curls. Last night’s champagne started to make its presence felt in the form of a killer headache. Moving slightly, I remembered what had happened and whose body was underneath me. After a successful graduation ceremony and an evening of fine dining and dancing, I had made love to my father. It had been a sensual, sexy and beautiful experience. My father’s hard body was supporting me now and his thick cock rested inside my pussy. I was no longer a virgin. I had given that gift to my father. He was reluctant to take it from me, horrified at the…