I was a 51-year-old white male (Randy) in the New York City suburbs who was obsessed with the thought of my wife taking a lover. Why? I can't really explain. My 50-year-old Chinese wife (Jenna) was a great sexual woman when me met and then married in our early 30's, but since the arrival of our three children, not so much. I missed that sexually driven woman...
9. Tahiti —— Charley had happily settled into her room at the resort in Tahiti a few hours ago and had just enjoyed a long, relaxing swim. She was staying in a beautiful king size bungalow with a view of the stunning, enormous aqua pools. The resort was littered with giant palm trees, hammocks and sparse guests drinking cocktails on loungers -- pure bl...
Part Six - The Queen. I was there. The day a crown was placed on a young queen's head and she sat beside the king, I was there. De Grance's little daughter Miryamme was almost the ideal bride for Artur the king, and to be his future queen. Almost, that is, but for the complication of Morgayne his sister and two bastard heirs, born in her blood - am I curs...
[Author's note: This is the most personal story I have published on Literotica, because it is actually true ... in a manner of speaking. I wrote this tale for me and my spouse, several years ago, and we acted it out during a long-weekend anniversary vacation at a B&B in Napa Valley. That night, and the entire weekend were fantastic! We roll-played the...
I've always had a bit of an unrequited exhibitionism & voyeurism kink that has made me curious about nudism. Unfortunately, I've never had the chance to explore this craving as it's just too wild a hobby for my somewhat conservative, vanilla self. My friends, family, and definitely co-workers would flip if they found out I went to nude beaches! I travel fo...
Cheri poured her glass full, staring at the amber liquid as it splashed into the crystal goblet. She had taken many drinks through the afternoon and evening, not enough to make her pass out or be sick, but enough to be very drunk. Carl, her husband had told her that morning that he was going on a business trip the next day. That wasn't really a problem,...
Author's Note: This story should stand on its own, but it will make more sense if you've read Tales of Fabulous Namu. Chronologically, it takes place at the end of Part. 4. Jabar was sex on two legs, chiseled, and slim. The tattoo of a bull's horns was painted across his chest, black points of the solid boss curving just above his nipples. More horns hun...
Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Sara Lance loved her new life on the Waverider, especially now the crew was feeling more and more like a family instead of a collection of expendable heroes, but she would always be there for her original superhero family in Team Arrow....
Twenty-three "You should have seen his face!" Jarl laughed. Jarl's loins slapped against Sigrid's bare buttocks as he thrust into her. Mirja didn't know what surprised her the most, that the Sister let the prince use her as he pleased or that Jarl had gotten off completely from violating the most fundamental rule of the College. "I thought he was going to...
Confessor Jelah was a young woman of nineteen. She was a year past the date that she was supposed to have taken a mate by. The Confessors of The Midlands didn't have strict views per say on the date in which they take their mates, but it is widely accepted as they are supposed to find a man at eighteen and have a child by twenty. Being a Confessor, Jelah cou...