The Lacrosse Coach And My Hotwife Part 2

"Stud coach dominantly takes ownership of my wife, and makes her his slut"

Alexis is an art director at an ad agency. The next day when she was at work she got a new follow request on her Instagram. Her heart skipped three beats. It was him. She went into her office, closed...

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His Loss, My Gain

"I told her she was beautiful and I appreciated her curves."

It was a warm summer evening when Sarah knocked on my door, tears streaming down her face. "Jim, I can't take it anymore," she sobbed, collapsing into my arms. "Ever since the baby was born, he just won't touch me....

A Wife’s Hidden Desire For A BBC Part 2

"My old black neighbour is beginning to make an impression"

I headed to the bathroom, my hand reaching for my razor. 'Really?' I thought, a flicker of frustration igniting within me. Men don't like a little hair? I'd never shaved completely smooth before, but a strange sense of curiosity propelled...

A Love Of Opposites

"Peri loves her husband. She also loves his brother."

Whenever I drift into erotic reverie, my mind is consumed by one of two men. I alternate between them in my fantasies, and my selection depends on my mood. Imagining one man makes me come faster, while imagining the other...

Nightclub Encounter – 3

"Conservative Wife to Hotwife Part 3"

As I stood in front of the mirror, my heart raced with a mix of excitement and anticipation. Tonight was pivotal, a night I had been secretly craving since Mark had opened up about his fantasies. He wanted me to...

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The Making Of A Hotwife – Part 5: Paying The Plumber

"Linda calls on the services of a plumber."

John had installed some video cameras in our bedroom, so that we could watch back future hot wife adventures. And so, when we needed a plumber to fix a problem, it sparked a delicious idea in my mind.Ryan was in...

The Empty Nesters – Part Five

"Malik has to leave early for college, and stops by for one last visit."

It was a rainy Sunday afternoon on the first of August when Tim answered the door to find Malik standing there.  Tim frowned when he saw the teen.  “What’s up, Malik?” he asked.  “I don’t see how you can work...