My name is Louis, I am originally from Germany but moved to the beautiful land of America in the winter of 1987 and have never looked back.
I would like to say that this was a one-time thing, that I had a burning desire for my wife’s best friend on just one occasion and it was just a fling but unfortunately my wife is a bitch and myself and her best friend have been fucking for months now.
My wife and I book a hotel for the last 3 days of every month. On these days I share my wife usually with younger guys.
My girlfriend and I have been reading the stories and watching the videos on here for a while and decided it was time to release something of our own.
Having sex would be ‘slutty’ she said. Having actual sex would mean she had broken a vow and that is not something that she wanted to do.
Like any sane person, I wasn’t very happy when meeting one of my exes at a party and Diana was a prime example of why most of us feel like that when running into an ex-lover. When we dated she played the role of the best girlfriend this world could ever imagine, always being here for me, checking in to see what was going on in my life, and always being ready to listen. She was really religious and kind and I tried to repay her with kindness do the same for her, but the more time we dated the more I saw her for what she was – a girl with an obsession that needed to calm down.
I rapped my knuckles on the doorframe of the bedroom, where we had set up a makeshift home office for my wife, Clara, to work from home. She was sitting at the desk against the window, typing on her laptop. She was always so busy lately.
I could taste my boyfriend’s pre-cum as he fucked my tight little throat, in fact, it was drooling down my throat when suddenly my boyfriend gripped my hair and pulled my mouth from his cock and he began stripping the rest of my skimpy outfit off of me.
It’s been 4 years since I had sex, 4 incredibly endless and boring years, the last man I had sex with was my husband, well, ex-husband now.
I’m usually open to most things when having sex, but anal has become something I just can’t live without. When I first had anal sex I hated it, the sensation, the pain, and the way my ex did it, I hated it and decided to never try it again in my life.
