My name is Jason, and I am thirty-five years old. I am six feet tall and weigh 250 pounds. I have short golden brown hair that goes down to my ears. I have been friends with this guy, Francisco Guien since we met on our very first day of kindergarten. We were inseparable. I was the one who also set him up with the girl he is now married to. So Let me go ahead and tell you about Ashley Murphy. Ashley is twenty-one years ol...

For a while, life continued as normal. Kelly and I never spoke about what happened that night on her couch, mainly due to our partners being present at every meeting. The following weekend, I went to Kelly and Tom’s to drop off some spare car parts for Tom’s old Ford that we were rebuilding together. When I arrived, Kelly answered the door. She wore a polka-dot summer dress and fishnet tights. She told me that Tom had gon...

I arrive home to find my wife soaking in the tub. While I linger in the doorway, she offers a sweet smile. "I'm just freshening up for you." In our bedroom, I draw back the covers. Her lover must have been running late today, for she didn't have time to change the sheets. The sight of another man's cum now greets me. I'm fully hard when she joins me and spreads her legs. Eagerly, I bathe her folds with my tongue. Working...

Growing up in the cattle country of New Mexico there was always work that needed doing. My family owned a small ranch and during some hard times had to sell off our small cattle herd to a large neighboring ranch. The owners of the ranch we sold to were a white couple that were well respected and generous in how they conducted business. I had known them practically all my life. The price they had offered for our small herd...

Peter’s eyes fluttered open as the soft morning light filtered through the blinds, casting faint golden patterns across the room. His hand instinctively drifted down towards his waist, only to be met by the cold, unyielding steel of the chastity belt locked tightly around him. A wave of frustration mixed with helpless arousal washed over him as he felt the persistent pressure against his painfully hard cock. He longed for...

The Wife (Part 1) I married Jane, a divorcee with a fiery personality, and for many years, we built a life together. My work occasionally took me out of town, but never for more than a couple of nights. Over time, as the kids grew up and flew the nest, we moved to a house on the edge of a quiet village. With some spare land out back, we decided to build an extension—complete with a downstairs bedroom and bathroom, ideal f...

I did not want to attend the Christmas party for my wife's company. She did HR for a software engineering firm, and I didn't understand any of the shop talk. She insisted we go and promised me unlimited drinks and a good roll in the hay when we got home. We got dressed in fancy clothes and took an Uber to the historic hotel where the holiday debauchery would unfold. After initial introductions, we split off, as we often d...

I woke up the next morning to Mike sitting down on the edge of the bed next to me and rubbing my back. His hand slipped under the blanket to reach up my shirt and then down under my panties. He squeezed a handful of my ass, kneading it. I moaned and turned toward him slowly, not wanting to interrupt. “Good morning,” I said groggily. Without opening my eyes, I ran my hands on him, up his arm to squeeze his shoulder, and ov...

“Wait Mike, I think this is it,” I said, stopping in front of a nondescript building and glancing back at the address on my phone after noticing the line of people waiting at the door. There was a sign on the front of the building advertising a law office, but I guessed it was meant to be intentionally misleading, fitting with the speakeasy theme of the bar we were looking for. My husband backtracked and took a closer loo...