Retail therapy. That is what Lissette needed today, some retail therapy. The job market was ridiculously dry and hunting was frustrating. She circled the mall twice before taking a seat on the fountain. Not even any of the incoming fall fashions picked up her mood. She felt displaced, not like herself. It had been two weeks since she told Brent off. She had...
It was inevitable. No matter how thoroughly I tamed you the first time, it was just a matter of time before you started acting up again. I'm at a bar down the street, pounding straight whiskey at eleven in the morning on a Sunday. And you're at home, in our bed. Today you'll probably get up around 1PM and shower, get dressed in a tiny bikini and head off t...
There are a number of authors that regularly post in the Loving Wives section of Literotica that never fail to entertain me. Most of my favorite stories deal with the wronged husband/cheating wife. Some authors tend toward reconciliation, some toward burn the bitch, some a combination of the two. I find myself cheering for reconciliation at times, sometimes...
A little over a month passed and Connie refused to talk to me. Even with Sammie as an over the phone mediator she always managed to steer the conversation away from me until Sammie waved me out of the room for privacy. Honestly it got to me more than it should have, so much so that I told my step-sister that I wanted out of her prostitution scheme, and even...
+++++ Redeemers of the Fallen +++++ The following is my entry for the 2019 Halloween Story Contest. This is of course the sequel to the First Place winner from the 2016 contest, Sisters of the Fallen. While not strictly necessary to enjoy this new tale, I highly encourage you to read "Sisters" first so the personalities, histories, and motivations of the pr...
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. *** My pussy was getting wetter at the thought of walking around Ibiza Town in broad daylight wearing only a dress that was totally see-through. Okay, I'd worn that colourful top as a dress before but...
Just a few weeks ago my very special wife Mandy was stuck in a stressful rut balancing her teaching assistant job, mothering three kids and running the household. Although neither of us had noticed any problem, our sex life had dwindled from both opportunity and inclination. Following a hen-night with a few of her friends, Mandy discovered that her thirty-f...
*Thanks to PokingFun for her editing expertise* *No true sex again in this part, but there is close contact* *There are three horrible events in this section; a suicide, a murder/suicide at a daycare, and our protagonist gets fisted as part of a police intimidation tactic. I do not feel they are gratuitous. They feed into the dark desperation of the story'...
Hi! Thank you for reading my story. A couple of points to know: I don't like writing wank porn. I want to write full-fleshed stories with plot, character, drama and tension. This is chapter 5 of what I hope will be a long ongoing story, but I will only write additional parts if people want to read them. Events in this chapter pick up right after the end of...
When I spoke with Cassie by phone a few weeks ago I said I would drive to Asheville to see her and promised to do whatever she wanted for her fifty-fourth birthday. I assumed she would name a favorite restaurant, but instead, she wanted me to take her on a cross-country road trip -- a trip I was eager to make. I knew from hearing her voice I would do anythin...