It's not that I wasn't happy. Happy isn't the right qualifier. Tommy and I got along fine, and all of our friends were mutual. In a lot of ways, I really did like him, that's probably why we stayed together for so many years. The problem, at its core, was fulfillment. I was totally unfulfilled. My unfulfillment set the cracks forming, and sent my mind wander...
(Part one) Author's note: This is a pure work of fiction and all characters and events in the story are imaginary and fictitious. Although, human imagination is also influenced by external stimuli. In the case of author, someone has always served as poetical inspiration to imagine, fantasize, think and write. So, this work is dedicated to someone, heart un...
The evening after Jaime's doomed attempt at seducing Julia found the young sissy crying into her pillow as she tried to reconcile herself to the whirlwind of changes she'd gone through. Less than two months ago "Jaime" had been nothing but a shared figment of imagination, a character he dressed as for his regular breastfeedings with his mother. When he'd tri...
Chapter 7 Flirting with Disaster "Something smells good," grunted Titus walking into the dining room. "Mmmph," agreed David, chewing his chicken. Beth's smile had left her face as soon as she heard Titus' motorcycle pull up. "Beth cooked me dinner," he said after swallowing. Titus looked down the table. Arrayed on the top was a roast chicken, mashed potat...
This is a true story. My wife, Patty, and I are both white. Unlike a lot of stories I've read where the husband claims his wife is a knockout beauty, my 5'3" wife is an older woman, still very cute, but with less than perfect body. In her mid-fifties, Patty's figure has gotten a bit thicker with age. Her melon-sized tits now sag slightly and her well-rounded...
My wife, Ann, and I discovered Literotica and started to read some of the stories. We especially liked the interracial and Loving Wives ones. At first it was just a way to get things started between us. You know, like foreplay. I would barely get to the good parts when my wife would practically rape me. She would start imagining those tight young wives gett...
THIS IS A TRUE STORY A cuckold dream come true...by cuckytoher There are times in our lives when everything we've ever fantasized about comes true for us. My time was our last visit to our Bull's house. My cuckoldress and I normally visit our Bull and his wife and they play and I serve. This time was a bit different. His wife decided to sit the afternoon o...
I'd just completed painting the motel room, as my workday came to an end. I cleaned up the brushes, and headed next door to the bar for a tall cool one. This was Vegas in the summer, and the air conditioning didn't work in the room we were refurbishing. All I had was some fans that didn't circulate well in the enclosed motel room. I wanted to sit and drink...
My husband loves taking me to this well known porn theater on Friday or Saturday nights knowing damm well lots of horny guys prowl around looking for hot action under the cover of darkness scoping out slut wives... Each time my husband escorts me to this well known porn theater, without fail a guy will sit next to me jack off or reach over to grope my tit...
(Quick Disclaimer: This story will contain a lot of triggering fetishes. Things such as cuckoldry, raceplay, light BDSM, bisexuality, sexual domination, bimbos, racial superiority, and other things of the like. If any of those offend you, this may not be the story for you. Also, I'm not that good of a writer. I just want to get the outline out there for the...