Andrea and I had had a thing, four or five years ago, way back when we still worked together. It had only lasted about a week, but it had been a quite memorable week (at least for me it sure was!), and we had managed to stay good friends after. We'd gone on to pursue different careers, and Andrea had become a dedicated, full-time lesbian, and occasionally we...
My girlfriend came out two weeks before Christmas, because if it were anytime around the holiday it just would have been too hectic for us both. The day was spent by us shopping and wrapping gifts, and of course exchanging. The night was spent much more erotically and we didn't plan it, but the gift we gave each other that night is going to be very hard to t...
Author's Notes: I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this story wherever it appears. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © LesLumens This is a short, pure stroke story, so if that isn't your sort of thing, you might want to hit the back button now. I also wro...
By Romane and Translate by Solitary Dreamer. Paris is the original title of this fantasy. Paris at Night I am just waking up after having experienced quite an excellent night. My body is still a bit sore, but my senses have had time to rest, or, at least, have had enough time to rest. It is necessary to write down some part of what came to happen, so as...
"Billy, I don't expect you to be perfect, just to be honest, communicate with me and not to take me for granted." She said softly looking into my eyes. "I can forgive a very occasional indiscretion, just be up front and honest with me but I can't deal with 'cheating '." "I agree Leah and I expect the same." I replied We had that conversation shortly afte...
Several years ago there was this government sponsored campaign in the Netherlands that included large posters at the railway stations. I don't recall what the campaign was about -- safe sex probably -- but do remember the graphic nature of the posters and the commotion they caused. The posters pictured an 18-year-old boy and girl seated on a bed about to hav...
I've got it all now; Fast cars, big houses, exotic holidays, expensive clothes and jewellery, but none of it is mine. No, the monied side of my marriage is most definitely my wife, Cassandra. I first met Cass when I was called to her house to do some plumbing work. She was married to Lord somebody-or-other at the time, but that didn't stop her relieving me...
This story is dedicated to the brave men and women of the United States armed services who are defending freedom at home and abroad. ^ ^ ^ ^ Her fingers were beating a steady tattoo on the steering wheel as she sat in the minivan at the light. She was waiting to turn left onto the access road that would take her to the airport and a rendezvous with her hus...
My life started to disintegrate ten years eleven months and one week after it began. I suppose I should explain who I am. My name is John my wife's name is Susan. We met twelve years ago at a party of a mutual friend. The bloke she went with left with another girl leaving her stranded. I had noticed her when they had arrived, her light red hair on a body wit...
I met Sam at the mall. I was walking to foot locker and decided to have a coffee. As I was sitting down, I noticed a woman, must have been early 50's, walking towards me. She asked if she could sit with me since every other chair was taken. I said sure and we introduced ourselves. She was about 5'6", maybe 140 or 150, nice shape, brown hair and green eyes. S...