I was three hundred miles from home heading south on the I-81 when the red light comes on. I was heading to Philadelphia for a job interview with a large marketing firm. The pharmaceutical company he worked for had transferred my husband to Philadelphia so I had to find a job there to be with him. We had been married for less than a year so neither of us w...
Jim was unavailable for the next few weeks after that night in his apartment. He had offered to give me a key to the place in case I wanted to take Linda there, but I told him I would not feel right doing so. I did not tell him this, but another part of me wanted that to be just "our" place, as weird as that sounded, even to me. I intuited that I was not the...
This is a continuation of a fan-inspired series that chronicles the adventures of a young couple exploring the limits of their sexuality. The results are fascinating and unpredictable. The story has evolved from the first person perspective of the husband, Paul, to the adventures of his wife, MaryJane, (MJ) as she discovers the true depths of her sensuality....
Frank ushered us in while telling us to undress. When Bill and I were standing there in front of Frank with only our bright yellow bras and panties on, Frank spoke to me, "Mary, I see that you talked your wife, Belle, into joining us today. My, she is a beauty. Look how hard her clit is already." Frank walked behind Bill, reached into his panties and started...
Nikki looked up at me with her big, brown eyes as her head bobbed on my cock. Nothing was quite so sweet as one of her blow jobs. She had this way of dragging her tongue along the underside of my cock that made me want to cum in seconds. I always tried to hold it, but Nikki wouldn't let me. When she wanted me to pop, she'd plunge her head all the way down my...
This is a transcript of an email string between a reader on Literotica and I. I've cleaned up some grammar and spelling, but not much since I wanted to preserve the original feel of the conversation. I've often wondered how much of what she wrote (assuming she's really a she; for all I know she's a guy writing as a woman) is true and how much was fantasy. It...
I met my husband, Darren, when we were at teacher training college together. He was dark and slim and witty. All the teenage girls in his classes had a crush on him and giggled when he entered the classroom. In the college bar he was witty and cool. I had a lot of competition but it was me he was interested in though he pretended to be indifferent at first....
I have worked for the same company for almost ten years. With the exception of the first year and a half when I was hit on by everyone, including the seventeen-year kid in the mailroom, I have been pretty much left alone. Once the office Don Juan's figured out that I was a married woman who didn't play around the serious passes stopped and things around the...
September 10, 2001. "Joe’s Bar" "Set them up Joe. I’ve got a little story that you ought to know. I’ve got a tiger by the tail. She is a man eater for sure. Hey Man, don’t give me that funny look. You know the woman. She is in here three days a week. Drinks like a fish. She just walked out with those two guys." "You mean, Sue Ellen? All the guys ask me wh...
Following the session in the car park where an unknown black guy fucked her from behind she became an insatiable slut. Every time I came home she’d be stretched out on the bed dressed like a whore playing with herself. We fucked like rabbits but still she demanded more. “Was he really black?” she kept asking. “God, he was so big, are all black men that b...