The only reason that I’d allowed my married cock to wander adulterously into Katrina’s (admittedly marvelous) vagina was because of her report that my wife was fucking her boyfriend. Her amended revelation had upended everything. “Wait – so my wife is NOT screwing your boyfriend?!?” As Katrina guiltily shook her head no, there was more knocking on the hotel room door. Through clenched teeth, I whispered desperately: “What...

I’d assumed that the person who’d just swallowed my middle-of-the-night orgasm was my apologetic wife … until I heard the voice that was attached to the pleasure-inducing mouth. As I alarmingly peered under the sheets to identify who it actually was, she said, “By the way, my name is Katrina. I borrowed your wife’s room key so I could keep you preoccupied while she’s fucking my boyfriend. We just love to share each other!...

To celebrate our seven-year wedding anniversary, my wife and I booked a trip to an all-inclusive resort in Aruba. Between the sunshine and the palm trees, it didn’t take long before the miserable winter weather at home was a distant memory. Along with the warmer temperatures came much less clothing … and along with the unlimited alcohol came fewer inhibitions. When we visited the on-site club on our first night, I was qui...

It was quite dark in the bedroom when my eyelids fluttered open. Was it the middle of the night? Was it early in the morning? I wasn’t sure if I really wanted to know the answer. Either way, even without looking at the clock, I was pretty confident that it wasn’t time to get up yet. So why was I awake?? As if somehow responding to my unspoken question, a subtle prodding motion against my butt cheek provided the answer: Ah...

"Rob the Romantic." That was the nickname I’d given to my boyfriend-turned-fiancé, and – if I say so myself – it fit him perfectly. From how he’d bring me bouquets of flowers before nearly every date, to his atypical preference for watching Hallmark movies instead of ESPN, he was quite the opposite from the alpha males that I‘d typically dated. Most of those prior relationships eventually crashed and burned pretty badly,...

Our old minivan needed repairs that were too expensive to be worth the investment. Even though minivans aren’t the most exciting vehicle, having school-aged kids necessitated that we purchase another one. So, on one warm spring day while the kids were at school, we made a visit to the largest car dealership in the area. “Hi, I’m Tom!” A friendly salesman greeted us the moment we walked through the sliding glass doors. Vis...

The Macy’s catalog. I knew right where to turn. Bali. Hanes. Maidenform. They were white, cream, or beige. Boring (now). But back then? Adult women in bras?? Wow. Study every inch. Trace the curves. Pull out my hardening dick. Stroke. Faster. Look at their smiling faces. Faster. So naughty they were, with no shirts on. Faster. Eyes closed. Explosion. Groan. Eyes open. Images bathed in a thick creamy layer. Soaking into th...

There were only two days remaining of the visit from my mother-in-law, Helen. Unfortunately, despite the shocking surprise that my wife had not objected at all to our unexpected sexual coupling, there was very little time left for me and Helen to take advantage of my wife’s complacency. To make matters worse, those final two days fell on a weekend, which meant our kids would be home from school. As hungrily as we wanted t...

“Can I see it??” Her tone wasn’t sexual, or even seductive. It was simple, casual, and innocent – like an offhand remark, or like the most normal of requests. Still, I hesitated. “Ummm …” +++ earlier that afternoon +++ As the school year drew to a close, the family calendar was filled up with various performances, concerts, and celebrations for our young kids. My wife’s mother, who lived six hours away, wanted to be prese...

Our married sex life was forever altered after we’d arranged for my wife to cheat. After I privately watched her screw her lover, I knew they’d be destined to repeat. In the weeks that followed, they got together at least four more times – maybe even five. The infidelity that should’ve destroyed our marriage, though, was actually making it more alive. “I can’t believe you’re allowing me to have so much sex with Dan,” said...

I had never been a cuck before, nor gotten anywhere close to a threesome. My wife, however, was becoming quite infatuated with another man’s cum. They’d already seen each other half-naked, and brought each other to climax. It was only a matter of time before they’d screw; that seemed to be the facts. “If that’s the case,” I’d told my wife, “I want to be there when it takes place.” You should’ve seen the look of shock and...

“It happened again … today at work … I’m sorry,” was how the conversation started. For the second time in as many weeks, from our marital vows had my wife departed. I had previously stumbled upon my wife giving her colleague a blow job in our home. I learned later that she had swallowed every drop that erupted from his purplish dome. I had not become bitter, though, nor held her unfaithfulness against her. For I too had w...

My wife and I had been going through a rough patch. A lot of it had to do with the availability of her snatch. We had been quite feisty in the bedroom while dating. Now married for 18 years, her libido had been fading. Encouraging her to try new things hadn't seemed to work. So, many nights ended with me giving my cock a solo jerk. I found that erotic stories and swapping pics gave me a fresh rush. I found the perfect out...

"Hey man, can I ask you a favor?" That question from Bruce, my neighbor, had come after a long casual conversation about fairly routine stuff: our jobs, mowing the lawn, the latest home improvement projects, etc. We had a good neighborly relationship, so I responded agreeably: "Sure, what's up?" He quickly looked around, as if worried that someone might overhear us. Indeed, his voice was significantly quieter as he respon...

I couldn't make sense of what I was feeling inside. So much had happened within the past few days. For the first time ever in my XX years of marriage, I had willingly spread my legs for a man who was not my husband – and enjoyed every minute of it. Unfortunately, I apparently enjoyed it a little too much, as I couldn't restrain myself from describing it to my lover's girlfriend, which then led to her blackmailing me. The...