“Joe gave me the look at church today,” I quipped as innocently as possible to my husband Craig as he was passing me in the kitchen. “What? You mean…?” I grinned back. “Yep, you should see how he looks at me.” Craig rubbed his chin in a thoughtful fashion and fell silent in thought. I knew I had planted the seed in his mind because later he accosted me in the dining room. He grabbed me from behind and pushed me over the d...

I panted, "Please, please fuck me." Chris gently placed me back on the sofa and stood. He removed his T-shirt and then his underpants. His glorious manhood sprang rigid in front of my face, and it was truly delicious looking. It was dark, powerful and covered in veins. His cock was not as long as I had suspected, but it certainly had girth, the likes of which I had never before seen. Its bulbous head jerked and wobbled in...

I must confess at the outset that I was a very naive young lady when I married at age 23. I certainly did not quite understand the ways of men and their all-powerful sex drive. I gave the gift of my precious virginity wrapped in white to my delighted husband. Wedded bliss continued as expected, then came the invitation. The West Indian Cricket team was touring and Craig, my husband, due to his position in the job he held...