Lori was in a daze the rest of the day. She knew if she didn't leave or if Josh didn't leave she would succumb to his will. Just as she had, with Frank in college and every year since, until his death. When she had read of the fatal accident, it was as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. The last three years had been heaven sent. No longer was...
This story is dedicated to all of the girls that tried to keep their virginity and their boyfriend, to all of the wives that tried to keep their mate sated and faithful. Techsan read and edited the dedication above and the following story. Now I add techsan to the dedication. He edited about a fifth of this story and read the remaining parts that I had fin...
Yes, there it is. Sliding the lip gloss over my perfectly lined lips, I can see my look coming together. Born with gorgeous bone structure and deep blue eyes, the red of the gloss just pulls the deep dark hues of my skin to the forefront. I know I am beautiful. I know I have this tonight. I push my 34DD breasts a little higher in my bustier. It is nights lik...
I heard the soft thump of my wife's bare feet on our tile floor before she came into the living room. I was reclined on the sofa, my cold beer sitting on the floor half full, watching the Sunday afternoon football game. "Nick?" My wife, Michelle, called ahead of herself as she entered the room. "Honey, do you want to come and take a dip with me?" I was in...
The mirrored reflection revealed someone other than the demure 24-year old Air France flight attendant known to Monique's friends and family. Indeed, the tall 175 cm redhead, dressed fashionably in a red satin camisole and black skinny jeans, was no innocent bystander tonight. Rather, Monique embodied an alluring vixen who had ingratiated herself willingly w...
Author's note: Not many people requested a Part 3, but soon after I submitted Part 2, I realized I hadn't 'finished the damn story.' So, this finishes the damn story. As always, I hope you enjoy this short ending. ***** Life with the Vinson family in Costa Rica was good, but not great. Chris from Grecia Real Estate had been able to find a home that met wit...
"Dad I love him and I will marry him." I said furiously to my dad. "Meona Johnson, you are not going to marry him ever and that's my final decision." He snapped at me. "Why dad why, why don't you want to see me happy?" I asked him crying. "Meona he's not right for you." He whispered. "Dad stop it, you don't know him. He loves me." I told him to make him...
[Generously edited by CopyCarver from Literotica.] * My wife Susan spent all Friday getting ready for the yard sale. She painted the signs, typed up the Craigslist ad, and alerted her Facebook friends. She has a couple hundred of those, most her age, and a fair number recent mothers or pregnant. I used to give her grief about all the time she spent online,...
*Editing magic performed by Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *This tale is a bit tongue and cheek as well as kinky, so be warned.* *When you stand up for yourself, you stand alone* [PRELUDE] [STILL TUESDAY NIGHT] I was busy splicing together the various visual angles from the cameras I'd used during tonight'...
Fifteen years ago we were a young high school couple going through puberty and exploring ourselves. We would often find ourselves on the couch at my parents' house deeply kissing and groping one another, but the clothes never came off. A few years later after fading apart, we were re-acquainted in college and I decided that I wanted to be with Heather and...