Katherine looked at the clock on the nightstand. "Two o'clock and I can't get her out of my head" she muttered to herself as her husband Rick lay sleeping soundly next to her. She lay in bed unable to sleep, her mind filled with erotic visions of Rita, the owner of the health club and her personal trainer. She and her husband had joined a few months earlier...
We had got to know Sue and her husband David at the Midlands swingers club we often used, so I was pleased to get email from her. I was even more delighted with the content as she told me about their latest swinging fun. In her mail she told me that the club had a special evening planned for Friday, a "greedy girls night." Sue had already told us that she wa...
Author's Note: Normally, I don't do spin-offs, but after the events of #14, I found it necessary to shed a little light on Mrs. Squier, to put things in perspective. Plot-wise, this chapter doesn't add terribly much, so I see this as "optional reading" for people who want to delve deeper into the character or who want to read a hot lesbian threesome. As u...
This is a continuation of a story called "A New Home: Morning." It is a work of fiction and not based on any experience I have had. I believe in openness and honesty in a marriage. A marriage is founded on a promise between two people. I hope people keep their promises whatever they may be. Enjoy the fantasy and let me know what you think and what it inspire...
Here is a quick Literotica story that I wrote about, well, a quickie! Hope you enjoy it. E ***** My job as a parts deliveryman for a farm and small engine company takes me to all kinds of places, but it's usually not much of an adventure. Mostly I deliver to repair shops and dealers, but I have a few retail deliveries each week, too. It's often mind-numb...
Tera finished uploading the latest chapter to the website and pondered where to take the series in future ones. As a novice writer she was enjoying some of the popularity of her story ratings while appreciating the comments of her small, but seemingly intensely interested, following of readers. The Therapist was a story about a man (James) who was totally en...
Tammy looked out the window of her home. It was a beautiful white winter morning in Washington today. The air was crisp and clear and for some reason, Tammy was looking forward to going to work today. Today was like every other day, so she didn’t know why she would be so excited, but it was a sixth sense that some women had. Tammy was a teacher’s assistant a...
The Party The summer night air was thick, hot and filled with anticipation. Everyone at the party was holding ice-cold beers, frozen drinks and cocktails with plenty of ice to mentally escape the heat. At least that is what everyone was attributing their thirst; it was really easing their inhibitions and lubricating their libido. These kind of parties alway...
New York City, March 2001 David Anami leaned back on the black leather sofa with a deep sigh, casting a glance at the clock. It was 3:00 in the morning, and the nightlife of the city below was still going strong. So was his restlessness. He briefly closed his eyes and listened to the distant honking of horns, the swish of tires on the pavement. They were t...
Reading Lisa's new e-mail, I knew that it would have to be now or never. We had been communicating for nearly a year now and for the last two months we had been discussing the possibility of meeting. We both knew what that meeting would consist of: Sex and more sex. When Lisa had first written to me, I had the sense that she was not completely happy with he...