Category: eroticliterature
Revenge – a tale of a cheating husband and his wife’s revenge
Emma was in the kitchen washing the dishes when she heard a shout from the office.
“Babe, come here. I’m nearly finished.”
She went to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of champagne and a couple of glasses, and walked through to the study.
As she came through to him, she took a moment to take him in. He still took her breath away. Pencil lodged behind his ear he was tapping away feverishly at the computer.
As she walked in, he turned his head and beamed at her.
“Five more minutes,” he said.
She walked over to him, took his face between her hands and kissed him.
He pulled away from her smiling.
“Stop distracting me,” he said.
She let him focus on the screen again and he continued to type. After a couple more minutes he simply wrote ‘The End.’
She squealed with delight and popped the champagne cork.
“Well done baby, I’m so proud of you.”
The last eighteen months had been the most difficult of their relationship. They had met ten years previously at university. He had been an English Literature student, determined to become a famous author, while she was studying Graphic Design.
Their life since then had been incredibly blessed. They had married after finishing their studies and Jamie had his first book published a year later. His second book was a bestseller and they had never looked back. That was until two years ago when he had sat down to try and write his eighth novel.
He had suffered writer’s block for the first time in his life.
Things had become difficult. He had been incredibly frustrated and she had seen a side to him she had never seen before.
However, she had done her best to support him and eventually his urge to write had returned and the words flowed freely again. And the best bit about the whole thing was that he had ideas for his next four books. His inspiration was back and their life was brilliant again.
“Thank you so much for all your support,” he said. “It really does mean the world to me. I don’t know what I would do without you.”
“I love you,” she replied. He took her in his arms, lifted her off the floor and took her through to the bedroom.
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He must have been considering me, curled into a ball yet paradoxically exposed for him. A drop of warm, cooling spit dripped onto my chest from what must have been his protruding cock.
He got off the bed and I gathered my senses, the pain of my ass and legs competing now with the burn of my lungs and the growing gnaw of ache from my arms.
A pause.
Uncertain length, but respite and consideration for both Master and subject.
The music played, calming and gorgeous, and he must have lit some wax melts, the camomile scent beginning to permeate the bedroom.
“Have,” he began, and with a whack a leathery multi-threaded whip hit me between my legs, vertical, between ass cheeks and asshole, my cunt, licking between them and curling behind me, between bed and my ass.
“You,” a repeated stroke, harder, slightly to one side, starting to hurt, Master had found his range.
“Done,” and again, this time there came a vicious, full blooded lash which made me jerk in a spasm of welling pain and come to rest on my side, freakishly jerking my legs and pulling the tight bound wrists with them, to avoid more strokes and the arcing pain where he had struck my very labia.
In Bed With New Friends [mfmf]
It was our last night at the bed and breakfast inn in the snowy mountains of Lake Tahoe. My husband, Lee and I stayed in our rustic bedroom, snuggled under the covers with deli sandwiches and glasses of wine. Beneath the twinkling pixie lights the inn keeper strung above our headboard, we huddled under the blankets to watch a movie on Lee’s tablet as the rooms didn’t have TVs but had excellent Wi-Fi. I cuddled my head onto my husband’s t-shirt covered chest, both of us naked below the waist. There was a knock at our door. We both looked up from the screen.
Lee answered with, “Enter.”
The door creaked open. My mouth nearly dropped when the couple we met in the hot tub opened the door. Steve, dressed only in pajama bottoms entered with a bottle of cognac, two glasses, and his wife in tow. Shana was dressed in a pink cotton sleep shirt that skimmed her thighs. She glanced around the rustic room which was so different than the others before her eyes settled upon me and Lee reclined against the headboard propped up on pillows.
Steve asked, “Mind if we join you?”
[ff] Girl Crush Sleepover
Swinging gone horribly wrong (Cuckold)
Jen and I had been together for three years in what our friends described as a picture perfect relationship. We had good vanilla sex, and she was a bit demanding in bed. She was also more vocal than I was. Jen was a tall, naturally skinny 24 year old. She had brown hair with blonde highlights and one of those beautiful Swedish and Norwegian looks, with high cheekbones and and soft white skin.
It was rare when Jen dressed up, she was a t-shirt and jeans type girl. The light blue skinny t-shirt she wore that night was one of the really short sleeve ones, she didn’t really ever wear it out because it was a little short on her, so when she leaned forward or back, you could see the slightest bit of her flat tummy. I may have been the only person who knew about her belly ring.