Chapter 3 Our anniversary was at the end of January. Suzanne’s next encounter, the one that got me worked up enough to send John the ‘Please’ note, was at the end of February. Over the following weeks in March, Suzanne and I were mostly back to normal. Our sex life was ramped up a bit. We had sex four or five times a week rather than our more normal two or...
There was not much conversation as Patrick continued the drive to the adult theater he'd picked out for the rest of our night of adventure. My arms were getting sore from being cuffed behind my back, but they were far from unbearable. I knew that if they really started to hurt, Patrick would let me out of them, but I get such an erotic quality to the feel of...
Joe's and my sex life grew even larger after that BBQ (see Suck School Grad-1), where I came out of the closet, so to speak. Of course my cock sucking skills and desires were never really a secret. Joe had described them to at least a few of his close friends in explicit detail. But the BBQ made it more known. There I had sucked off two of my husband's frien...
A light mist was falling as I stepped from our car into the parking lot of the adult bookstore and theater. I raise my hand in an attempt to cover my teased hair as I ran toward the door. My short red raincoat barely covered the tops of my white nylons. With the exception of my garterbelt, hose, and heels I was totally nude under the garment. I looked back a...
I've been fighting this shit my whole life, man. Today is my coming out party if you will. Now, don't get it twisted. I love females, for real. I just happen to like a certain type of female. Black women rock. I love them to death. And the bossier they are the better. My name is Steve Valentine, I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in...
I awakened slowly, realizing it was still dark outside and unsure of just where I was. I could feel my wife Ava against me, her back to me. And, there was a third person in the bed with us, on my wife's other side; she was sandwiched between us. I remembered we were at the apartment of our newfound friend, Anquan, and that we had partied with Anquan the nigh...
Hard-to-find porn: A Discovery of Rare Old Porno Which Was Then Lost I have a taste for the classics and for rarities. I frequent rummage sales and antique stores to look for valuable and beautiful artsy stuff as well as rare works of adventure fiction. I have found very cool stuff, including old 1960's and 1970's paperback novels and pulp fiction like the...
My wife and I were traveling up in Central Pennsylvania having visited friends that re-located from our home area years ago. We were staying in a local hotel as these friends had grandchildren staying with them so room at their place was scarce. We knew the town well as our kids had both graduated from one of the two colleges there. It was a college town now...
It was with some surprise that I discovered I'd never posted this one here at Literotica. It is an older one of mine, written back in 2006. Here it is, edited up from the original version. Oh, this story involves a husband and wife whose marriage is in dire straights. They both know it, but they are both afraid to try to cross any bridges to fix it. If you...
My husband and I slept in our bed that night. The very bed I had been so thoroughly well fucked on by Gary that afternoon while Jim was at school. I had let Gary take me in all of my holes and I had loved every second of it. My guilt flowed over me as I cleaned up after my session with Gary. I felt used and dirty. Then I remembered that Jim wanted me to hav...