Most of my other stories have chronicled my wanderings with women I was not married to. This set of stories is about my wife of 40 years, Caroline. Caroline is petite, 5'4", weighed between 110 and 120 pounds while we have been together, 34C tits, long brunette hair, trimmed bush with a nice ass and legs. While she had some sexual experience before we met,...
"What would you do to me?" Caroline asks. She sits on the floor before you, almost nude, sweat-covered, anxious, her thick c-cup breasts heaving, nipples hard. She wears only a pair of white panties, pulled to the side, revealing her pussy, wildly wet, soaked, beads of juice in the triangle of dirty blonde pubic hair above it. Her fingers begin to...
This Part One of a four-part story. It seemed nearly beyond his comprehension. Five minutes earlier, he would never have guessed that. Truth be told, he wouldn't have guessed anything, because he hadn't thought about her for a very long time. But then his mind worked backwards, trying to remember. Knowing what she actually did, he tried to imagine where he...
This is our first submission to Literotica, this was written by my husband Ryan. This is a story of an amazing night that he planned for me. Please leave feedback, positive constructive criticism is appreciated. This is the first chapter in this series, so please enjoy... ******** Let me start by giving you some background, Caroline and I have been married...
Caroline lay in her bed in the dark. Her body was on fire after. The sensations she had experienced with her father and the lurid stories he had told her about her family whirled in her head like a tornado. Why had she waited so long to come on to him? How would he feel about her tomorrow after the way she had thrown her self at him? What would her mother sa...
Chapter Two: The Screenwriters Before they left to meet the screenwriter at the Texan, Sally and Valerie packed a bag with clothes more appropriate for submitting to their Master. Both were lost in their thoughts on the drive. Valerie was still frustrated by how easily Milton Freeman, the producer, managed to make her mad. It wasn't going to help her deal w...
At home, the Queening stool now became a regular fixture in our evening schedule. Once Caroline settled on my face for the evening, she would happily spend two or three hours, watching TV while I gently worshipped her nether regions. I was occasionally allowed to masturbate myself, under my apron, but was rarely now asked to tongue her pussy. Instead, she ha...
Authors note: This is a story based on 2 Broke Girls and takes place during Episode 2 of Series 3. * Max Black like to think she was smart. Not like book smart, or smart in any way she could make a profit from, but she had a knack for seeing through peoples bull-shit. Except a few of her boyfriends. A lot of them, actually. And her Mom's. And, apparently,...
I immediately knew I wanted the plain black sweater on the closest rack to the left. It was cut off at the belly button, but it looked warm and cozy. It clung tightly to the mannequin, the breasts noticeably perky under the fuzzy fabric and highlighting the curves inward to the hips. Tight sleeves came down about halfway to the elbow. It wasn't particularly...
Copyright Andyhm. 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years...