Relationship issues Stories

And just like that, it was all over! I don't know how it happened but there was a series of events that contributed to the final conclusion. Let's start at the beginning. ________________ After the initial excitement of going to America to appear in sex movies, Celly came home. She had been away for about four months after being approached by a guest at the sex club that she and Ginny frequented. Ginny had come to my beds...

Lying on the sofa in Hazel's lounge, it wasn't long before I was joined by Ginny. She was wearing just panties and a T-shirt. "Hi, Vee," was her tentative greeting. "How are you?" She sat on the end of the sofa. "Hey, what a night!" she said. "Yeah, what a night!" I replied. "I'm OK." Ginny reached out and stroked my leg. She was well short of my pants. I was also wearing my shirt. "Actually, I'm not OK. I'm pretty pissed...

She hurried home, eager to greet, Her husband's warm embrace. But hushed moans from upstairs, Hastened her curious pace. Up the stairs, hovering outside their door, She pressed her eye to the cracked opening to explore. There she absorbed the full lurid tableau - Her husband, ecstasy aglow, flat on his back. A lithe vixen straddled his hips, at wanton play, Her breasts bounced with each undulating sway. Taut nipples erect...

Male’s Perspective: I had been noticing that pained expression in her eyes, that heartbreaking gaze that seemed to repeatedly lose its focus, staring into nothingness. Despite appearing content, there was an underlying disturbance that robbed her of serenity. It tore at my heart. Each time I looked at her, my discomfort intensified. I yearned to ask what haunted her, what stole her peace away. Yet, she consistently masked...

I could hear them.Touching. Moaning. Kissing. Fucking. Through the walls, I could hear them so clearly. In the darkness I lay alone in his bed, listening to every move made just outside the door. There was a single candle on the nightstand just beside me. My eyes were glued to it as I listen, while my mind was twisting with the thoughts of how badly I messed up. The morning after our night together, I confessed everything...