I come home late the night after an argument and find my wife locked in the bedroom with some guy. The next morning, I have a revenge facefuck. Mostly true with some artistic license.
So far, I've sequenced these stories in chronological order. Right now, Charlene and I are living in the first house I ever owned, purchased while we lived in the servants quarters. THIS story goes back to those quarters. It's pure fiction, but damn, I wish it were true. Sheila is real, as are all my characters.
I go over to the home of a couple I've known for some time to see their RV setup. She is home alone and shows me the trailer, then confesses an ulterior motive. The characters are based on real people, but the story is pure fucking fiction.
Amy calls me to say hubby will be out of town and she wants extended foreplay. Recalling how she looked at the river, I had to say yes. What transpired was an amazing session.
Donna invites me to Thanksgiving dinner again. The previous year, we ended up screwing on the living room floor in front of her hubby who was drunk passed out on the couch. This year, he's changed and they are very happy with each other, so that was off the table, but his daughter was there. Young, horny, barely legal, and almost virgin.
My inhibited wife, for some reason, decided to step out of her self-imposed restrictions and do things that I enjoy... up to a point. This is a true story and is the root for a few fantasy stories so there is some overlap and duplication.