"Please don't tell me what I think just happened happened!" Ashley said as soon as he picked up the phone. "I'm afraid so," Alex replied. "Did Mike suspect anything?" She asked quickly. "I don't think so, at least if he did he didn't show it but he may have been too busy to think!" Alex answered chuckling slightly to himself. He could hear the squeak of h...
Author's Note: This is part three of my smutty little romantic comedy series. This chapter starts off the Mall Arc, which runs until chapter 6. One of the longer chapters, it's a little lighter on the smut, but a little heavier on the swaps, and I hope you'll find it no less sexy. Please leave a comment! I really do love hearing from readers! Even when I'm...
Don't even ask how my wife Maxx and I ended up together, much less, married. I mean, I know the basics. We met, started dating, fell in love, blah, blah, blah. But from the standpoint of, what did she see in me. When you see an average guy with a gorgeous wife, you can tell that he married up. Well, that's me. Married up by about 2 levels or so. I'm okay adm...
Dinner was nice. The three of us helped prepare dinner. Wendy organised the pot we needed for cooking then set the table whilst I peeled and chopped spuds and Bert opened a bottle he selected from the wine collection and sliced up a loaf of bread. Once the spuds were cooking and the table set, we sat down with a glass of wine. "Here's to lots of fun, the st...
The door is closed. And locked. My fingers are twisted in yours, pulling me towards you. You towards me. Our forearms touching when our bodies are stopped by one another. I breathe in your smell, your warmth on my skin gives me a pleasurable shiver. And then you're kissing me, your mouth is so soft, delicious, gentle, firm, everything. There's no room for a...
To swap or not to swap. Margo and I didn't take long getting back into thee "mood" after our first round of sex. Our respective mates, Bob and Carol Sue were upstairs, balls ass naked and fucking up a storm and we could have cared less. In the spa, we had already decided that this first swap night would be one in which we would get to know each others m...
I had known Dianne since she was 10. We kind of grew up together, our parents being part of a big extended family group that got together regularly. She was a few years younger than me, and we had never been close enough for anything to happen really. One afternoon years ago, I remember being at her parents place having a swim. She must have been eighteen an...
"So how was my dear husband, this time?" I asked my best friend Irena. "Fucking great!" she answered. "In every sense! How did you enjoy my husband?" "Bloody marvellous!" I said. "As always, of course." I'm Nisha and Irena is my best friend. We make quite a contrast. I am a typical Indian girl (though I was born in England and my parents were born in Ugan...
{This is another shorty. It's just a description I have, with no real sex involved. Just an embarrassing situation that happened to me. That's kind of a turn-on. If you don't remember what I look like, I have sun-kissed skin, my boobs are 34C's with (I won't lie) a little bit of sag, a juicy butt (it's my best asset), and I'm also a petite woman.} I had j...
Summary: Jasmine responds to most common questions asked by readers. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, thor_ph, Robert, and Wayne for editing. 20 Questions I get asked a lot of questions about myself and my writing. There was even an article by Bob_Aganoush called Literotica Authors 02: silkstockingslover. This makes me think I should go into more detail. So her...