Inadequacy Stories

I wait. My wife is alone in our bedroom with the door locked. I can hear her sounds, both her voice and her pussy sloshing, and I can hear her toy buzzing. I've never seen it, in our years of marriage, or any of the other toys she's kept. I don't know how many there have been, or what kind they've been, and her lips are ever-sealed. She's too stubbornly shy to let me see what she uses on herself, and she keeps it in a met...

How desperately he wished he understood her, The elusive lady who had stolen his heart, But every time he thought she was within his grasp Once more she seemed to vanish into the shadows, Leaving him to flounder in the darkness of doubt. There were many times when the flame of her presence Burned so intensely it threatened to consume him; Days and nights when they rode on a wave of passion, Carrying him aloft on a tide of...

How desperately he wished he understood her, The elusive lady who had stolen his heart, But every time he thought she was within his grasp Once more she seemed to vanish into the shadows, Leaving him to flounder in the darkness of doubt. There were many times when the flame of her presence Burned so intensely it threatened to consume him; Days and nights when they rode on a wave of passion, Carrying him aloft on a tide of...

“Harder!” she urged. “Faster!” Felicia’s hands were on his buttocks, pulling him into her. Perspiration soaked his forehead as Ben tried his best to rise to his wife’s desires. It was never enough. “Harder! Faster!” Any faster and they’d have to call an ambulance. Besides, the speed at which he was going ensured that a premature conclusion was all but inevitable. With Felicia clawing at him, doing all she could to force h...