I hadn't seen my ex-wife for nearly two years. Not since we sat together on a low concrete wall outside the courthouse after the divorce proceedings. Even then I hoped things could be turned around, a miracle performed, that her heart could be turned back towards me. Now I see how foolish I must have seemed to her. I see how my timid accommodations and surre...
I love constructive criticism so if you have advice on how to make my writing better I would love to hear it. However, if you do not like the story's I like because of the topic or if all you have to say is "that sucked" then please do not bother commenting. ***** I am a very lucky man. I have the privilege of being married to an extremely submissive and k...
These are the sole views, thinking and muddling of The Soulful Bard on Literotica Category "Loving Wives" that brings out some of the most colourful responses you'll ever see on an erotic website. Frankly, I didn't expect a barrage of comments on that earlier essay. Thanks to all of those who commented, provided helpful insights and even ended up fighting...
Ross and I had always had chemistry. From the moment we met in year eight, I knew I fancied him. His short blonde hair and wide, owl-like baby blue eyes always had me feel like he could see straight through my spaghetti-strap tops to the skin underneath. Just thinking about it made the hairs on my neck stand on end, and gave me that cold, dizzying feeling in...
I'm not going to say I didn't enjoy it, I did. More than I thought I would. I'm not going to say I was hurt by it, far from it. It was partly my doing. What I will say is that it's done now, shit happens, I moved on. Yes, I'm talking about infidelity. I'm talking about seeing my wife fuck another man. I'm talking about watching as someone else takes her pla...
Rob continues his research into massage parlours, this time in his own words. I quickly became a fan of massage parlours. This was long before they became poorly disguised brothels, there was no question of actual sex, just a lovely massage from a sexy young girl and the chance of extras, which were never offered, you had to ask. Besides all those long tri...
My name is Derrick. I am 26 and I am a plumber. Being a plumber is not a glamorous job. There is nothing I hate more than being elbows deep in another person's shit. Often I find myself asking how I ever got into this in the first place. It was my dad of course. He taught me everything I know, well almost. There is a plus side to being a plumber. First, th...
I was sitting at my desk, doing my usual bookkeeping crap, when I noticed my neighbor had a visitor. I'm not usually one to pry, but I thought it strange that a man I hadn't met, was visiting my friend Mark's house, when he wasn't there. I had met Mark when I first bought this house, he was a bachelor, like myself, at the time. We hit it off pretty well, an...
Copyright SleeperyJim 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 ye...
Once again I want to thank Nthusiastically for her help editing this for me. Much appreciated! ***** I first discovered the benefits of massage therapy in my freshman year of college when I took a tumble in an intramural football game and hurt my back. Although I was initially hesitant to get a massage, I was encouraged by a staff member in the student hea...