When I am having sex with my wife I imagine I

to my ex "E" To "Her" It has been 5 years since we last spoke. You came into my life after a messy divorce and I was so low that suicide even escaped me. I came into your life after your issues with your ex. You claimed I made you happy. You made me happy. When you moved to your new city, you flew me to see you and I did it again several more times. Then you accused me of cheating. I was so loyal to you. You claimed I left you broke. I wired you $2,000 then empited my account again for your furniture. Then you lost your job and blamed me. How was I responsible for your company to close? I dide everything possible to help you. Then you lost your friend in a car wreck. I was 1,000 miles away and it was my fault? How so? Then you said the lines that killed me: "I loved him more than I could have ever loved you. If you were here coming to see me, you'd be dead and i'd be fine with that." Who says that? I was so unhinged I said in the heat of the moment that I regret and have since. My ex wife never said what you said to me and I know no man told you the negative stuff I told you. We never spoke since. But I've missed you. You are the most beautiful woman I ever know. You could liven up a room by showing up. You are strong, stronger than you let yourself be in 2009. I hope my negative comments pushed you to be stronger. If I brought you down more, then my God caste my soul aside to never be forgiven. I did move on. It took 4 years but a woman gambled on me. But she found out how much you meant to me by accessing my emails and reading my draft email begging for forgiveness. She saw 'our' pictures in Chicago. She said 'She is gorgeous and full of life.' She asked me if I would give anything to make things right with you and I said 'yes.' We now have a daughter. My new wife said "do things right for this 'E', (you), me, and our families how good you really are in life." My new wife loved your name that she named our daughter after you against my wishes but says that you, 'E' are "the woman who picked me up at my worst and as such you are an angel and a godsend. It would only be appropriate to name our baby after you." And yes I do apologize sincerely for those words I said to you. Too bad you refuse to speak to me but I accept your silence. I wish you could meet the baby named after you. She is beautiful. Just like her namesake.

to my ex "E" To "Her" It has been 5 years since we last spoke. You came into my life after a messy...

Enjoy my body Sometimes, I feel like getting naked and letting a guy enjoy my body. Stroking him and giving him a bj, letting him explore my body with his fingers and mouth, feeling him spank me, feeling his dick inside of me, expanding as her gets closer to erupting. I want him to watch my breasts bounce as I ride him. I want to have several rounds of sex...to go through about 10 boxes of condoms in a day.

Enjoy my body Sometimes, I feel like getting naked and letting a guy enjoy my body. Stroking him an...

My 10 year secret When I first met my future father in law Sam, I knew straight away he was looking at me in a sexual way. He was 49 at the time and I was 24. All throughout my two year relationship and before I married his son, Sam would make sexual inuendos or look at me as if he was undressing me. Only after we married did I find out that Sam was battling cancer. He'd kept it from myself and his son to make sure only our wedding was of importance. I was round visiting him one afternoon hoping to find out if there was any improvement to his prognosis. The news wasn't good. It didn't stop Sam from looking at me sexually and in truth I felt desperate for him to have some joy. Asking Sam if I could use his bathroom I went upstairs. A few minutes later I shouted for him to come upstairs. He found me naked on his bed with legs spread wide and two of my fingers inside my pussy. We had sex over the next hour, sex that would normally not be out of place in a porn film. Sam had me orgasming vaginally and anally as he fucked me with his tongue, fingers, fist, and his wonderful eight inch cock. Leaving his small house that afternoon I felt like I'd given a dying man everything he'd ever wanted. Over the next few weeks I visited Sam when I knew my husband would be working. We had sex in so mnay different ways, some of which had me cumming in multiple orgasms. His illness and the drugs he was taking, became to much for full on sex, so I would let him lick my pussy and asshole out as I squatted over his face. Cumming each time. Finally he was admitted to hospital where he died. My husband was the recipient of many new and various ways of pleasuring me afterwards, as I taught him everything Sam had shown me. To this day he doesn't know I where that sexual knowledge came from and I'm not going to tell him either. Each time we visit Sams grave now, I have a huge smile to myself, knowing just how good a lover the man was.

My 10 year secret When I first met my future father in law Sam, I knew straight away he was looking...