Wife

It is a Saturday-morning. I have taken a long shower and decided also to shave my balls again. I still have an erection of shaving when I walk out of the bathroom while drying my face with a towel. Turning left to the bedroom I hear a startled ‘Oh, excuse me’, from the stairs which is located in front of the bathroom door. ‘I was not aware that you were in this bathroom. We thought that you used the bathroom upstairs. I just wanted to take a shower’. ‘OK, yes, good morning, excuse me’, do I say startled as well. I...

Turn the camera on : Toni is sitting at the edge of the bed with Joe and I standing on each side of her she is stroking a cock in each hand taking turns sucking and licking them in turn she starts to get really into it as she is deep throating moaning and gaging as she goes on she pulls us up onto the bed by our cocks and we get into position .Joe laid down on his back and Toni astride him she guided his big helmet into her wet pussy ,I watched for a little so I could...

*This is the true story of my wife’s and my first time to a swingers club and our first threesome. This happened very recently. My wife, Kate, and I are a white couple in our late 20's. I'm a pretty big guy at 6' 290lbs. She's 5'5 120lbs with perfect b cup breasts. We were high school sweethearts and have been married now for several years. Being that we started dating when we were fifteen years old, neither of us has ever had any form of sex with another person and we have a very healthy sex life. Recently we’ve become...

We had just got home from our night out. My husband James open the door and went to the kitchen to get some drinks as I welcome our new friends into our home. We had met Stacy and Brandon at the bar and had became friends rite away. Stacy was a beautiful woman about five foot three beautiful red hair down to her but and a very slim girl. Brandon was a very fit looking guy tall brown hair and a nice build to himself. James came out from the kitchen he had got a bottle of jack out for him...

My First Adventure I had never cheated on my husband in twenty-three years of marriage, but he was absolutely convinced that I was having an affair and obsessed with the idea of getting me to admit it. The Inquisition had worn on all summer and after spending the last couple months of getting grilled about it on a near daily basis, I found out that he was having an affair of his own. When I confronted him about it, he insisted that his affair was perfectly justified since I was already having one, and refused to believe that I hadn’t. Far...