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Thoughts at Night

by sirdave64 on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Is it wrong when I lie beside my sleeping wife, my thoughts filled with images of lust of another woman? My hand creeps down across my body and slips under the waistband of my boxers. My mind has now dressed her in a school girl costume to feed my fantasies, sending that first twitch into my cock. It lays dormant against my palm as I imagine her long dark ha...

Six Minutes.

by Winterfrog on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Many thanks to Dennis for editing this story. * Six minutes is a short time in most matters. Though nothing at all happened to me during these six minutes between two trains at a train station those six minutes was time enough to turn my happy marriage to a real hullabaloo. At least I thought that it was a happy marriage, as my lovely wife had never told...

Men's Sexual Confessions: Dave

by PositiveThinker on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Best Buddy's Sexual Peccadillo A group of men sit around talking candidly about their sex lives. I'm Paul, the host of this party. Thanks for stopping by to read my story. We were all sitting around the big screen watching the Super Bowl one year. I had invited all of my best buddies to watch the game with me. There were 21 of us guys, including me. Our w...

The Making of Vampires Ch. 02

by VRSnow on Sep 26, 2017
NonHuman

Chapter 2: August's Beast Chooses August had not seen his wife, Direca, other than in passing, since the war began. Now, things had settled down and families were reuniting. He would do the same. He remembered the words of his brother, Gabriel, that love would keep the vampires grounded in humanity. He would need his wife more than ever now, but he didn't k...

Honey, Bi the Way...

by bicpl69 on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

I guess I've always been bisexual, long before I even knew what that meant. When we were young, my buddy and I would take off into the woods to compare our penises, marveling at their differences AND their similarities. As we got older we became bolder, even daring to touch each other. I don't remember which of us was the first one to jerk off and actually...

You're Missing the Point

by Huedogg2 on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

I don't understand why we're even talking about this. "First" it's a stupid movie made by a stupid director written by a moron. I can't and won't understand why you could find that crappy movie romantic. For some reason, I though, "all though I could be wrong" that you where a man, you know, one of the guys? I am I mistaken on this. Come on Gary, your saying...

What to Do About David

by Just_Words on Mar 26, 2019
Loving Wives

This is just a corrected version of an earlier story. The story is unchanged. Only the homophone error was fixed. >>> >>> >>> I know so many people who complain about their jobs, what they do, and who they work with. I hear endless stories of men who chase married women around the office and married women who cheat on their husba...

Till Death Do Us Part

by CuckoldGuy on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

It was the second night of our honey moon and my wife was protesting, "If you truly love me as much as you say you do then you would respect my wishes and let me sleep." "Honey, I just want to make love to you. What's wrong? Why don't you want me?" I pleaded. "You're always pawing at me. Didn't I take care of you last night? Now please, I'm too tired." I...

Change of Life Ch. 06

by NeedYou on Sep 15, 2017
Mature

As I lay there in my bed, my wife slept in hers. She continued to mumble as she slept. I heard parts of what she was saying. Each word on its own made no sense. But put them together and something about what she said did. Shirl said, "Paul... mum... sucking... pussy... yes... Yes!" A little later I heard her moan, "Mandy... and... umm... Mandy... Bud... fu...

Wrong Side of the Tracks

by Randy_Scribbler on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Dawn was upon us when my car slowly ground to a halt. The air was hot and humid. The faint sound of Gangster Rap music played in the distance, drifting down from a high-rise tower block of flats. My wife and I had broken down in a rundown part of town, on the wrong side of the tracks. We had been on our way to a house party, in a far more affluent and less d...