Sometimes goodbye's the only way. My name is Minerva Ramirez, and I'm a young woman of Mexican descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I am the mother of two biracial sons, Elijah and Matthew, and recently got divorced from their Jamaican father, Jefferson Keen. Long story short, folks? I couldn't stand to share my bed with a man who cheated on me. Ch...
She would be coming over again, later that day, as they had previously arranged. Unfortunately, things in their relationship had become a little strained, of late. He felt butterflies in his stomach. But they weren't the pleasant, anticipatory butterflies that one often felt when your lover was coming to visit.. These were iron butterflies, with hot, metall...
SOMETIMES A MAN HAS TO DO WHAT A MAN HAS TO DO Dear readers. The last story I published had the cheaters suffering fairly badly. One commenter hoped I'd got the angst out of my system. After reading this one, you should have the answer to that. In case you haven't twigged yet, the readers of the LW section of this website include hard core BTBs, satisfie...
Ch 5 – The Barn Cheaters never prosper – except sometimes NC This is a copyrighted original work of erotic fiction. All rights reserved. "You cheated!" I heard Betty yelling up at Bobbi Jo when I got into the barn. Bobbi Jo was standing up on the edge of the hayloft, beautifully naked and dancing back and forth from foot to foot causing those big tits...
Not long ago I wrote a story about two men, one trying to help the other who had learned his wife was unfaithful. I didn't anticipate writing a sequel to bring closure to the story, but a lot of the comments seemed to want it. It took me several days to figure out what really did happen to David. Did he take revenge? Did he put a baseball bat to the other gu...
My deepest appreciation to Xpoerotica and Decal_Last for editing my story and helping me improve my writing, you guys are amazing! AN INVITATION TO DANCE >> (New IP rerouted through slave 8497) (Data mining...) (Profiling...) (Hosting) MARIE_ANTOINETTE posted on 8/23/15 15:07 PM Hi, guys, I'm so glad I found this page! Finally, a place where I...
Author's note: Thanks to everyone who read and commented on last week's stories, both those of you who liked them and those of you who didn't. Some of you figured out and asked about the connections between November and the Edmund Fitzgerald. A few of you asked for the origin story. I will at some time write it, but this time of the year it's really too clos...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. It's my first attempt at pure BTB. So sit back and enjoy. ----------------------------------------------- Dallas Texas - Second Saturday "Honey can you get the door while I get us drinks please?" "Sure hon," Rhonda replied to her husband who was busy entertaining his war buddy Dave from Miami. S...
June 5, 2067 I woke to the sound of our cabin door's soft, pneumatic closing. I opened my eyes just in time to see my wife come into our spacious living quarters. We had five rooms which was nearly unheard of. Besides the large double-sized bedroom, we had a living room, an observation room and another room, that currently was being used only for sto...
Many thanks to Dennis for the editing of this story * I'm Michael "Mic" Wallmann, a married man in my mid forties. My pretty wife Marianne is two years younger. Our daughter Julia is sixteen and our son Melvin is fourteen years old. When this story begins we still are a typical middle class Scandinavian suburban family with fair jobs and fair house. Withou...