Jim couldn’t believe what his wife, Jenny, said. How could she be serious? How could she do something like what she said she wanted her to do? Three years since they were married, he thought their love life was amazing. His loving wife told him she wanted her to change.
She came to him a week ago and after a short time of love, she told him that she thought their sex life was routine and boring.
We had a fishing trip planned and camped for the first week after school. My wife, daughter and son had invited Tammy’s girlfriend Ashley. Ashley was a neighbor who lived a few doors away. A few days we’d all be excited about the trip. The day before we left, our son Jack came with a virus and it looked like the trip had to be canceled. The girls were very disappointed and complained a terrible thing. The morning we had to leave, my wife suggested I take the girls and she’d stay home with Jack. He was better, but she thought it best he stayed close to home. Camping and fishing wasn’t exactly her favorite activity. I think she welcomed the excuse to withdraw. The girls were happy, the car was almost packed, so we went.
I wanted to write a little bit about my naughty wife. My hobby is helping my wife get together with a man for sex. I can’t help it. I’m so freaked out that it’s the only sex exciting thing I’m interested in. We’ve been doing it for 12 years, on and off.
My wife Judy seems shy and a little decent for most people. She was a virgin when we met years ago, but I learned quickly that she was supersexual. She never had enough. She used to go to the living room with a dildo when I was done. My first clue that she wanted more than one year when we were married, one night during sex, she started saying, “I love fucking, oh how I like dick,” and she looked at me with a very dirty look. I got such a hard ad horny that I couldn’t stand it. It took years to go from there to active waves.
It shouldn’t have happened, it shouldn’t have happened, but I just blamed myself and what it would do to my life. It was my 25th birthday, and for some reason, this one hit me really hard. I was happily married, my husband was great with me, and we both had good jobs. I guess everything went so well that I didn’t know what it would be like not to give things to me like I asked them to. A few weeks after my birthday, I was in a real ditch and I couldn’t get myself out. Even my husband Wayne saw that I wasn’t myself and he asked if it was something he did that upset me. I felt bad for him because he had nothing to do with my feelings. I don’t know if it was hormones or what, but I wasn’t happy with my life, but I knew everything in my life was as good as I could. Nothing in my life could prepare me for the wild trip I wanted to take, because I thought I had problems that weren’t even there.
Charlie was planning on doing what he was gonna do. Somehow he could fuck his neighbor’s wife, Jill. He tried to convince her, but she politely rejected him. She wasn’t angry, she smiled at him and said she really appreciated what he told her, but that she was married and slept alone with her husband.
Unless her husband asks her to go with him and another man, but that was something she knew he would never do.
It was a long day, and it was only two in the afternoon. I spent the morning and early in a development meeting. A dozen people handing out ideas for a new sitcom - little of them good. I was there as a favor for an old friend. The meeting took five hours and nothing was accomplished. I had a headache.
I walked into the house without expectation. Sometimes you come home to know who’s here and what they probably do, watch TV, surf, sleep, whatever. Today I wasn’t aware of my environment. My mind tried to deal with the thought that the meeting had generated. When I came into the house, I thought of a beer first.
My wife Becky and I are in our mid 30s and have been together 11 years and we are madly in love with one another. Let me tell you about Becky. She has always been gorgeous. She has essentially kept her 36-26-36 figure throughout our marriage and maintains it by walking several miles per day almost every day. Her crystal blue eyes, which twinkle when she smiles, are what attracted me to her along with that voluptuous body. Those attributes along with her long blonde hair and round ass have attracted the attention of many passerbies, both male and female. Becky is absolutely stunning and she is told that by strangers, mostly men, just about any time she goes out in public.
Wow, how things change with every decade that pass us by. I was born in the late 50 and grew up with loving rock music and the long-haired tires of time. I grew up in the age where girls wore short skirts and pants more rarity than the norm if you wanted to look good for the boys. My parents had their hands full with me, but I never hurt them until I was 17. I remember being in the 11th grade and it came to Spring Break. That’s when I never heard of the big spring break adventures that kids today know so well. I just knew we had a few weeks off, and I wanted to do something nice instead of sitting around and let the two weeks slip away. It was my best friend. Kelly who brought me the paper cut that would change my whole life. There was a comment at the entertainment section that one of my favorite bands of all time would play at our convention center next Saturday night, which was exactly half the spring break.
In the last ten years, I’ve come a long way from a sweet, innocent, extremely naive 18-year-old from the Bible to, with the possible exception of my aunt Sally, the best cocksucker and pipes to be found. I left home when I was 18 to go to college in Southern California. My parents were very strict, my dad is a Doopsier, and my mom teaches summer school and runs the church choir. They only agreed. I went to school if I stayed with my Aunt Sally, who lived in a few blocks of college. Sally was only ten years older than me, but had a master in library science with a minor in economy. Mom and dad approved her and felt that even though she was only 28, she would be a suitable guardian for their lovely virgin daughter. How little we knew.
Ted and Janie didn’t plan on what happened at the last New Year’s Eve party. They didn’t plan to bring in the New Year as they did.
They hadn’t gone to a New Year’s Eve for years. Since their oldest daughter, Ellie was 12, she decided she could have babies two younger girls, Tina, nine and Kandy, five. Of course they said they’d pay her. They thought it was only fair because they could be gone most night and after all that was New Year’s Eve.