At some point I stumbled across a story about a young policewoman who was investigating undercover in the red light district. It was written by "Saunawelt" a few years ago. I hope "he" or "she" doesn't take it amiss if I take up this thought again without being asked. What happened until now. Bettina is a policewoman, young blon...
I hadn't been called Miss Blanchard in the eleven years I had been Mrs. Murtz, and when she called me by that name, her voice caught a chord in my heart, and I knew I knew her, though her look was unfamiliar. Her hand was cold from the beer when she reached for mine, and with a great playfulness, the woman sat beside me and introduced herself. Re-introduced...
**Please note - this story contains wife sharing/cuckolding. If this is not your cup of tea, please move on** It has been months since I've had to actually get up and ready and head into the office. I was dreading this day for the last two weeks, knowing it was approaching. My wife on the other hand, seemed giddy. I guess I couldn't really blame her. We've...
"This ain't gonna fly," whined Simon. "What?" Ted adjusted his tie, stepping into the elevator. "Us, arriving at the same time," answered Alvin, sidling past Ted off the waiting car. Ted scrunched up his face in the puzzling frown, until it hit him like a shot in the gut. "Oh, the chipmunks." He grinned at the thought. "Oh, the chipmunks," mimicked Simo...
My name is Presley, and this is my first story on Literotica. I hope you all like this, because I have more to write. Believe it or not, this is a true story, and all my stories will be true as well. Please let me know what you all think, but go easy on me because I'm not a terrific writer. ***** It happened when I was twenty three and all by myself. Coll...
This is the first chapter in a series of light and fun voyeur/exhibitionism stories. Ana is our sexy and sassy heroine! My thanks go to SamNAna for their artwork and inspiration! * "Why don't you ever have one of your poker games at our house, honey?" Ana asked her husband from under the bed sheet as he was pulling on his jeans after making love. He answ...
I step out of my front door, coffee in hand, laptop case over one shoulder, purse over the other, and realize that the sun is actually up over the trees this morning. Last week I could just see the pink glow that comes right before the big ball of fire pops over the horizon. What a difference a week makes. As I get into my Prius, I spill coffee on my den...
Irgendwann war ich hier über eine Geschichte gestolpert die von einer jungen Polizistin handelt die undercover im Rotlichtmilieu ermittelt. Geschrieben wurde sie von „Saunawelt“ vor einigen Jahren. Ich hoffe „er“ oder „sie“nimmt es mir nicht übel wenn ich diesen Gedanken ungefragt wieder aufnehme. Was bisher geschah. Bettina ist Polizistin, **** blond, hübsc...
Chapter Sixteen: Split Infinity He held her in his arms, his shoulders aching a bit with the weight of his wings. He seldom felt them. He seldom felt enough of who he had been when he wore them, when he was merely a rebel angel angry with his dad. He just didn't step into that body often any longer. He had forgotten the weight of that body, both physical...
In the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, while soaring through the clouds, Gabriel had a dream. * * * He awoke to total blackness. He was naked, crouching in the depths of what appeared to be a cave. Panic seized him. For a moment, he remembered his experience on the Munich case seven years before; he feared that he had become a beast again. But deep down,...