My name is William Michael. I go by Bill. I know, stupid way to start a story. My wife is Caitlyn and goes by Kate most of the time. You will see why I started with names. Kate is thirty and I am thirty-one. We had been married three years when all this started. Kate is a very perky brunette, five-four, about 130 lbs. She has very little body fat and is athl...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** Thanks for the continued support for Rashida stories. Life challenges have kept me quiet on Literotica, but I'll always have Rashida content in the works. ***** Rashida's jeans were quickly ripped open and after bracing with one hand, the other pushed into the silky purple pantie...
Kate and I went from newlyweds to a loving dominant/submissive couple. I had been introduced to feminization and really loved to be dressed totally. We had close friends who had actually introduce Kate and ultimately me to the lifestyle. While most of our life was "normal", we became very active in the alternate lifestyle. We would go shopping with me dress...
There is little sex in this story, and the little there is implied rather than described graphically. The reader will have to use imagination. * Chapter One I first met Eve Chatsworth at the behest of her husband, Aubrey. We worked for the same company, Sunrooms. We supplied and fitted double glazing units, conservatories, Fascias and conservatory furnitu...
The first couple of lines of the early 1960s upbeat song "If You Wanna Be Happy" by Jimmy Soul, had been running through mind for the last few days since Sydney moved out, at my request. I've had three long term relationships - all with beautiful young women. The first beauty was lazy but spent us into serious debt. She didn't take care of our kids. Soon, I...
As the door shut, I realized it wasn't being a housewife that was so unsatisfying. It was the loneliness. My name is Evelyn I am a living cliché: the lonely housewife. It isn't such a bad thing when my spouses are in from work and the three children home from school. The empty feeling only comes once the kids close the door on the way to bus stop. Sometimes...
by BrettJ (c) 2015 As her sporty little MG sped along its destination to the Ritz, Candy struggled with the pangs of guilt over her imminent – and ongoing – betrayal. Her lovely Princess had a huge piece of her heart. She adored Clint, her boyfriend; he was everything she had ever wanted in a man. Almost. Yes, he was strong and athletic and funny and go...
This was a moment both long overdue and one that came out of nowhere. For six years I'd worked on the show Parks and Recreation, with production on the final season beginning today. I had been exploring the old sets after the first day was finished, including Leslie Knope's - a.k.a. Amy Poehler's - old parks department office. It was a nostalgic trip that...
Chapter 12: Comfort I finally returned to my room at about 8:00 after changing into my pajamas at the locker room. I had been planning to sink into bed and pull the covers over my head, losing myself in a cloud of croony music or random television. What I found when I got back was even better--Aubrey. During the months we'd been roommates, I'd grown to view...
"Aerobics? Seriously?" Harold asked disbelievingly, sipping on a tall glass of freshly-squeezed orange juice. "C'mon, Harold, it's the new craze," Britt gushed with excitement. "And Aubrey's classes are...a little different. C'mon, it'll be fun." Harold finished his O.J. and took one more bite of his blueberry muffin. "Plus," Britt added. "It'll give me...