~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ No honey, we don't have to talk. She chose the wrong man to betray. There's no need to talk about it, not with a man of action. An original quick little flash story for the BTB crowd. Partially inspired by a truly great song. Partially inspired by valeriahart's Karen and Mark (the bar meetup scene). I know that I usually write...
"That's it, baby, roll that fat ass. Work my black cock. Make me cum in your pussy," Ray told the white married woman moaning beneath him, her hands on his dark ass, urging him to fuck her deeper and harder. He tried recalling the middle-age slut's name. Yeah, she was that easy. The first time he'd ever really talked to her was less than an hour ago. Ray ha...
Many years ago my mother-in-law commissioned an artist to do a painting of my wife (her daughter) and our children. My wife, thirty-one years old at the time, went to his studio with the kids and the painter told he wanted to sketch the boys before they got bored and the wife in a second time. In two sessions the kids were done so the wife begun to pose goin...
Chapter 1 Dana was late getting home from work on Wednesday evening. Troy, her husband, waited on her for dinner, but by 7 PM, when she wasn't there, he gave up and ate some warmed up leftovers. He was getting worried. Troy had called her cell phone a few times and texted her, but she didn't answer. He tried to call her office, but since it was past five o'...
"Welcome to our city, Mr. Harrison," the heavy-set woman gushed. "Preston here has told us such marvelous things about you!" She paused for breath, her ample bosom heaving. "We'll all miss Bob Allen, of course, but we're so excited to have you succeed him at the United Fund." "You're very kind to say so," Carter Harrison responded. "Bob is leaving behind so...
Joe's wife Cheryl had been a total bitch lately. He worked hard, brought home a good paycheck. He loved his wife. His kids were all in college now, so he actually worked a second job, tending bar two nights a week. He worked at a nightclub. He told his wife he was out with the boys, not that he was working two jobs. He absolutely knew from past experience th...
Chapter 2 Snacks As the weeks passed, the two couples became close friends. They hung out with each other and took turns visiting each other's homes. When one couple was away for a weekend or on vacation, the other couple kept an eye on their home. They developed a degree of mutual trust between that helped overcome the initial awkwardness of their relation...
Laura and I were lying in bed one night and she said " I have something to tell you." I braced myself for what I thought would be a confession, then she let me have it. "I think I might be bi-sexual." Relief and excitement, not to mention blood flow to my cock overcame me and secretly I uttered in Robin Williams voice "thank you Jesus!" I asked her how long...
Author's Note: When I first started lurking on Lit years ago there were certain types of LW stories that easily got my hackles up. One of the worst was the cheating wife on her deathbed confessing all her indiscretions to her husband to ease her conscience. Sometimes she'd tell him, but other times she was even more heartless and just wrote him a letter. Thi...
"Zabba zabba swee ba zabba dee da doo now!" Tom Waits is an acquired taste. His gravelly vocal technique is to Bob Dylan as Dylan's is to Sinatra. His lyrics are edgy, seedy, profane and often pornographic. But if you listen carefully and get beyond the voice you hear the incredible music and sheer poetry of the lyrics, the hall mark of true art songs since...