"Infertile Husband Consents to Wife Having Intercourse With A Substitute"
Her face turns away from hubby at first.Scott nudges his huge cock inside her. A faint gasp is heard.Now she can't hide her moans. She pumps to meet his thrusts. Wet sounds echo.This is not clinical. This is lust.She stares...
"Is she real or an illusion"
Wyatt sat in the dark, wondering what just happened. Was he going crazy and hallucinating? What just happened couldn't be real. Could it? The multiverse was just a movie thing.He eventually fell asleep. The next morning, he was woken up...
"Coming home late, he finds his wife naked, spread eagle, and leaking cum on their bed."
After working late, I found my wife in our bed... naked... spread eagle... leaking cum. A man's cum!"What the fuck, Maria?"I was outraged... hurt... I pulled her to the side of the bed. The scent of sex filled the room...
Almost a week had passed, and I had never felt so defeated. I couldn't even get it up to masturbate, let alone anything intimate with my wife. She didn't seem to notice or care. She was obsessed with taking pregnancy...
"She accepts her husband's fun and daring challenge"
The dryness of my mouth was contrasted by the juices seeping through my thong. After a long time of insisting, I had accepted my first hotwife challenge from my husband. We had participated in the lifestyle as a couple, but...
"A married couple’s first time with another man…"
Vicky had never been shared before, but her husband Dave, was very keen to see her revel in the hedonistic act of being enjoyed by someone else. Only to watch, not to participate - he just wanted the viewing pleasure....
"A husband watches his personal porn star"
My cheeks were reddened, my entire body felt hot, not out of guilt or shame, but due to the treatment of my partner for the night. He was rough, a controlled anger of sorts, taking it out on me between...
"An aging bull encounters a young adversary"
I glanced over at the other bed, seeing him stroke his cock mindlessly while he watched. He was on his knees, pants around his ankles and shirt unbuttoned, his hairy paunch bouncing with the movement of his fist, and his...
"A cuck and bull bromance. Now with stagecraft!"
Dee and I showered separately after she finished crying, then ate. Dinner was quiet; not an uncomfortable silence exactly, but a sort of mournful one. My wife knew now how much she’d hurt me, and I knew--or maybe just could...
"A cuck and bull bromance."
How much did I really need to dust? Ugh, I knew already. I needed to dust enough so that Dee would be happy. That’s what this was all for, after all. So that Dee would be happy. She was out...
