Ron had told me about his trip down south to convince Sarah that she should return home and try to patch up her marriage with Gary on her terms. My wife, Sue was cheating on me with her friend Lyn’s husband, Jon. It seemed that my life was starting to fall into tiny fragments but I couldn’t work on that now because my good friend Ron needed my support. I needed to allow Ron to work through what had happened to him and his...

My encounter with Natalie was an amazing one, the girl I would finally lose my virginity to on a wonderful sex filled weekend. It was August, and I'd been on the prowl for like crazy. after trying to date several girls, having minor hookups but nothing major. In retrospect, my problem was I was trying to date these girls, trying to fall in love, instead of fucking them silly. Annie had been fun, but I could never get up w...

Waking in the room, I see you laying on the bed, naked with your soft cock resting between your legs. I slip out of my summer dress, my nipples hardening over my excitement for you.  My pussy still juicy from our fun in the garden not long ago. Your cum mixing with mine in my unprotected pussy. I slip onto the bed softly so not to wake you. I kneel to the side of you as I lick your shaft and caress your balls. I tease the...

It began, as many of the best adventures do, with a card game in the back room of a seedy New Tortuga dive bar. "No, you're bluffing." Captain Lucretia Roath narrows her glittering green eyes at her opponent as she gazes over the battered baize. She draws on her vapouriser and then with pouted lips expels a fine plume of nicotine vapour. It mingles with the pall of shisha smoke clinging to the ceiling. Captain Elias Watts...

I. Invisible Criminal “Caution, approaching platform.”   We’re nothing but invisibles now Strangers on a train, that clichéd rift Spun up, up, up in far off Hollywood lights With those backstage sets and the rain machines Dropping watery gems into silver tears The real fucking tale Behind those Westside Blues Where you’re a Maria and I’m a Tony Just star-crossed fuckups miscast and misplaced Cuz this ain’t no Broadway ske...

Some of you who may have read my first two stories ‘It’s a funny world’ and ‘My cheating wife story’ may wonder how I responded to being treated the way my wife, Sue who I often called S treated me.Initially for quite a long time I felt a great deal of pain and insecurity. During our courting days my wife and I had some major issues which will be subject for some later stories but for the early years of our married life t...

It was a Wednesday afternoon that I came home early from work. My best friend and water skiing buddy, Merv was laying tiles in our bathroom at that time so I was not concerned when his car was parked in the driveway. I parked on the road and walked up the driveway to the house. I could hear no noise in the house which was unusual as my wife usually listened to music during the afternoon. I knew that she was home because I...

The following story is about consensual, informed, extramarital sex. If this is a subject that offends you, please stop reading now and seek out one of the thousands of other stories available on this website that would be more to your liking.All events depicted in this story are absolutely true and accurate, or at least as accurate as my memory can reconstruct. With that said, the names of the guilty have been changed fo...

Following my wife’s confession I found that I was getting suspicious of everyone. Looking back now I realize that I was not coping and was probably on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I even suspected my dad and my brother and my long term friend who just happened to be my cousin.None of it made any sense any more but I found that after a few drinks I felt a lot better about life and my troubles and concerns just disappe...

Text: I want you. The text was simple and made the phone in his pocket vibrate once with a small, happy-sounding chirp upon delivery. He thought about checking it but ignored it in favor of the conversation going on at the table around him. It wasn’t that he was paying much attention to what was being said, exactly, but it felt wrong to check the text when the discussion around him was more serious than a conversation abo...