It was Monday morning Jane had returned from her honeymoon over the weekend. “Are you home?” Jane asked. “Yes, I am.” “Don't go out.” Jane could be impulsive, but knew she had been planning this. She hung up without waiting for an answer. A quarter hour l...
following on from Part 1 - 1st Feb The champagne was almost gone and the bath water was cooling. We got out of the bath and dried each other off. My cock was stirring. Fiona got down onto her knees and took me in her mouth, then she led me to the bed. Wit...
My 50 year old sister in law’s naked slender body was draped across mine. Her head resting on my chest, her leg across mine. I could feel my cum dripping from her pussy onto my thigh. She seemed to be almost purring as we rested. The cat that really did g...
'Anything interesting happen at Mr Forbes? You were late home last night.' It was unusual for her to be late home and that combined with the splendid breakfast she had served up on this, a weekday; suspicions is not really the right word. Interest. You kn...
A REAL CHEATING WIFE (Part 3) This is the third part of my introduction into becoming the cuckold I was and now am, my thoughts, the resulting issues and my part in them. Although this part is shorter than some of the others they all collate to the end re...
A REAL CHEATING WIFE PT. 01 *NB This and the following parts are already on other sites. But are all factually true and my own experiences. Watching Her Cheat for my first time A little background for this, and the ensuing follow up stories. My wife and I...
Stuart had always been a lover and not a fighter, so it wasn't surprising when he turned up at our house, and not for the first time, pretty banged up. Unlike Stuart I had the reputation of being a bit of a bruiser and offered to sort the individual out....
In the morning she picks out the crotchless knickers that she asked me to buy her, she holds them up, smiling, and says: ‘I can’t wear these to work, can I?’ I say ‘I dare you.’ She laughs, takes off her bed knickers, and throws them at my face. ‘There yo...
I had fancied the pants off the married woman who lived 6 doors up the road from me. She was in her early thirties and had a slightly cuddly body. I had often dreamed what it would be like to be between those tits of hers. You know the type, they appear a...
