[Author's note - title space limitations here have caused me to change this from what I'd said it would be in the previous chapter. As for what's next, well, there's nothing on the horizon but that doesn't mean there won't be more. Depending. of course, on reader interest. Let me know.] *** Well, let's see. You should know by now that my name's Paula Oort,...
My strongest plea for Wendy to more seriously consider submitting to another man occurred about 10 years ago. Wendy and I had been married for seven years. I consider myself extremely lucky. Wendy has long brown hair, is five feet 6 inches tall, 130 Pounds, and has a great figure. She has beautiful olive skin, a sweet woman next door look -- a slight shyne...
Chapter One: Meeting Midnite Sitting here in the hot sun, on my forty seventh birthday; remembering the incredible adventures that have befallen me in the last six months, I have decided to put my memories on paper. Putting them on paper, may make me believe that what occurred was more then just a dream. If the following adventures had not happened to me, I...
Please excuse the delay in posting these last segments of A Cautious Man. As I have explained, there were some issues with chapter numbering and, according to some readers, plot! Darn, just when I thought I was getting the hang of this gig. As always, I am grateful to ErikThread for his editing skills. Any errors or omissions are mine. * Chapter 17: As t...
Chapter 03: All good things have to come to an end. Author's note: My editor and wife of 45 years is unhappy with me that I chose to submit Chapters 1 and 2 without her critical appraisal. As a result, several minor but irritating errors slipped through that would otherwise have been discovered. To my readers, I apologize. This, of course, cuts no ice with...
Part 1. The Aftermath. Jennie looked at her cum covered body in the reflection of the bathroom mirror. She studied the way thick globs of the white fluid slid between her breasts and down her bare torso. Standing in nothing but her white cotton panties, she could not believe her appearance. "I look wild," she thought. Her normally neatly styled brunette h...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Nine. 1993. (February.) Patrick, forty. Patrick was a guy of forty I had occasional meetings with in my work and it was after one such meeting that the following exciting story occurred. Leaving Patrick's office I was vexed to find my car wouldn't start. Returning to his off...
Chapter 2: Chains Rain pelted Athene as she ushered her horse forward. The animal was as drenched as she, but continued through the blinding rain and lightning. By her calculations Riften was only another hour or so ahead. She had been riding for two days now, resting only long enough to let the horse graze and drink; she had hardly slept since she left Wh...
A series of tales that are not in any particular order. *** My wife and I were anchored in a remote cove on one of the large man-made lakes in the midlands of South Carolina. She had just completed reading the stories I had posted on Literotica and had an amused smile on her face. She was lovely. Her long graying brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail,...
Dedicated to Mark love * The adventures of my quite submissive heroin Leena in India seem to interest several readers. So, I decided to offer them a few new ones... For those who seem to hate my texts and advise me to stop writing, I would propose them just not to read my stories. Considering the nice number of my readers, I'm afraid I'll continue! Honni...