When I'd first moved to LA I thought it was going to be such a wonderful adventure! I was from a small town in the San Joaquin Valley south of Fresno called Visalia and was bored out of my mind as a kid. The chance to move to LA came up and I found myself living with a friend in Santa Clarita not far from Magic Mountain. The first year kind of sucked with w...
In the last story I introduced everyone to Martha and how we accidentally linked up at Dave and Katie's wedding where they had to share Uncle Jack's lake cottage instead of the local motel. After the wedding we both went our own ways and had no further contact. It is now some 15 years after the wedding, but life does present some odd twists from time to time...
My head swam with thoughts of right and wrong, my son, and my husband as I looked intently into the eyes of a man as he pushed his hot stiff cock into my cunt. Returning my stare the man was grinning. Not a look of mere satisfaction but, a look of triumph. On my right my peripheral vision picked out my husbands face agape watching as the second man of a grou...
Synopsis: Keeping his new bride, a hopeless but happy nymphomaniac, satisfied is a full time job for her harried husband. Candice can't help herself as she seduces and is seduced by everyone in the neighborhood as well as her coworkers, and discovers that many of her new conquests are as kinky in their own way as she is. * As I said previously, a line of m...
It was like fishing only a lot more fun. I had seduced Vicki and stolen her away from her husband. The slender English blonde and I had set up house in an apartment building along with her sixteen-year-old daughter and eight-year-old son. Her husband had been heartbroken at the loss of his beautiful wife and children and begged her to take him back. I did...
Trigger warning: it's a rape survivor's story. So it can be dangerous to wear your identity on your sleeve if you're a polyamorous woman. Men can think if you're not spoken for, you won't refuse them. And even if you do refuse, who's going to complain? Only you – and we all know how much that counts. But then, when you think about it, that's only one ve...
*********************************** Thank you to EZ4BLKCock for continuing this story with Santa's Helper Ch.5. EZ4BlkCock took my storyline and advanced it quite nicely. Special thanks are due to UH-OH for the help in editing. I am posting this story as the Literotica Proofreaders are struggling with the posting of this story being continued by another aut...
Once more I find myself on my knees in exactly the manner that Sapphira Delatoise has decreed that I should present myself, her tall athletic figure, shaped by the corsetted leather leotard towers above me, her long finely muscled legs, their length exaggerated still further by the stiletto heels of her black leather boots underlines her stately dominance. I...
****************** Thank you to Satinlvr_mwf for allowing me to continue your story Santa's Helper Ch. 01-04 and to UH-OH for the help in editing. This is a story of pure fiction and no true events so if you are not into the interracial genre move on now please. ****************** Let me take a moment to describe myself. I am a blue-eyed brunette, 5'4" in...
Chapter 03: Decorating Begins I awake the next morning still in a high state of arousal. I can still could taste my wife's pussy juice on my lips. I lie back lightly stroking my erection revisiting the images of my wife with Andrew and the excitement after Lynn and I returned home. I still have a hard time believing that I had witnessed my sweet wife suckin...