The humor and satire version of a loving wife story. -------- The comment section was full of Roderick's thoughts. Roderick Kaufman, known as "CanSellYou" on the forum, was a prolific writer, and even more prolific critic on the Literotica pages. What really got his goat were the cheating wife stories. He just didn't get them. Why on God's Green Earth woul...
Author's note: This falls under the "satire" portion of this category. This story is dedicated to a select group of people who leave public feedback, many – but not all – of whom share the same name. * I was really looking forward to getting home. It'd been a long-ass day and I was hoping for maybe a little sex with my wife. When they made up that bit a...
This article right here, will make it impossible for women to think that you are bad in bed. No more of those women saying she was bored to death when you were inside of her or her laughing at you when you ask to get inside of her again. No, when you read this, and do what it says, you will be the dick in charge like Ronny Reagan (or was it Nixon). Yeah, if...
Notes to Reader: (1) A lot of this is fiction; much is fact. (2) Cross dressing in marriage is a difficult situation; acceptance of it comprises three entities: husband, wife, couple. (3) Nobody CHOOSES to be a cross dresser, so please don't demean yourself (the reader) by macho dismissal and criticism. Lawyers, plumbers, truckers: anyone can be one. Most...
I woke up in the morning extremely horny and ready for whatever Eric thought he was going to teach me today. I got dressed quickly in a tight white halter crop top and a high waisted baby blue skirt with white lacy panties under. I put my hair in pig tails and applied a pale pink lipstick to my lips. "Hey want a ride to school?" Blake asked as he slung his...
All characters engaging in sexual activities are 18 years and older. Please excuse any spelling and grammatical errors. I have searched for quite a long time and sent dozens if not 100+ emails out to the editors here and have never found one that actually edited anything I have sent them. So if you are an editor or know one that would lend me their expertis...
Jackson pulls into the driveway and turns the engine off. He kisses my hand in the darkness. "There's a bottle of Shiraz inside with our name on it," he says. "Sounds delish." We step out of the Audi and go up the stone path to the house. All the lights are off. Jackson unlocks the door and holds it open for me. I look around at the hardwood floors and...
It was well past midnight and Leo was in high spirits. It was the first night of an amazing festival, and he'd stayed out late to watch the last set. Now he wandered blearily back to his tent and the rest of his friends, mildly confused by the flag system but certain he'd get there eventually. As he stopped to fill his bottle from the pump, a short and incr...
I sat at the bar, slowly sipping my beer. It was a cold winter night. Patrons entered with glowing red cheeks and chilled fingers. None of the people coming in thus far were the person I was here to meet though. Where are you, Jake? I thought. I pulled out my phone. A new message. Thankfully. Car problems. Rain check, next week? read the text. With the ev...
Olivia waited, again she watched the time tick by. Face down on her bed she had some pillows piled up under her hips, and one under her head for comfort. The ball-gag in her mouth was making her drool a little... her pussy was woefully empty but there was a small vibrating butt-plug in her ass that was making her incredibly horny. Doug had told her that she...