Yes, I'm a cheater. My cravings for sex made me cheat on my husband. And I cheated on him in the worst way imaginable – with members of my own family. It’s not as though Samar doesn’t give me lots of kinky sex, especially the sex in submission that turns me on so deeply. It’s just that the more taboo the sex, the harder it makes me cum. It all started on our first anniversary. Our whole family, relatives, and close friend...

Cool air kisses my bare skin, His gaze, intense and burning, I feel the heat inside me rising, That ache and void widening, My need slowly building, Down there, Throbbing Slowly, gently, He winds the ropes, Around me, encasing me, Limiting me, Defining me, Down there, Throbbing I’m his good girl, Relaxing in his strength, Under his firm hands, His voice, deep & soothing, Vibrating through me, Down there, Throbbing Ropes a...

SUNDAY I woke on Sunday morning to the very pleasant sensation of Sara cuddled up to me, stroking my cock. Little head had obviously woken up before big head. “Good morning,” I said as I kissed her brow. “Good morning sleepy head,” she replied. “I fancy a really big breakfast.” “Sounds good, but I know what I’d like first,” I said as I rolled around to face her. Sara kept hold of my now aching cock and said “That will hav...

SATURDAY When I woke the next morning, I was feeling surprisingly refreshed. Sara was still fast asleep beside me. I carefully slid out of bed so as not to disturb her and, having used the bathroom, went along to the kitchen and made coffee. While the kettle boiled, I tidied up a little in the living room. I sorted out the pile of ropes and tidied all the toys into a neat pile. I brought my coffee through into the living...

FRIDAY When I woke the following morning I was alone, well alone in bed at least. I could hear noises from down the corridor. I got up, grabbed my robe, and after a quick bathroom break, headed down the hallway. Sara was in the kitchen, naked as the day she was born. My washing up had been done and she was standing at the counter tapping her fingers as the kettle slowly came to the boil. “Good morning. I hope you don’t mi...

As Sara’s parting words were to encourage me to contact her soon I popped her email on Sunday evening. It was nothing intense, just asking her if she was OK and whether she had any problems when she got home. I also sent an email to Karen thanking her for the fantastic time. I mentioned that I’d mailed Sara. I had to work on Monday morning so pottered about for a little while planning an early night. I quickly checked my...

A few weeks later, Danny sent Kim’s mum a message asking her to come over just after lunch, he had a fun afternoon planned for her. “Fun for me or for him?” she thought. Dressed in her normal yoga pants and t-shirt she made her excuses and left to meet with Danny. Arriving, the door was open so she knocked, called out, went in and knelt in the doorway as he liked it. “Upstairs” She got up, and went to the bedroom, kneelin...