I admit it - I love games. Dirty, sexy games. Even though I am a sexy woman who could have any man I choose, still I will not chose to indulge all my sexual cravings. But, if I am forced to act by the roll of the dice or flip of the coin, then I submit gladly. I let fate decide for me. I'm 27 and live in a small city residential neighborhood with my lon...
1 By all appearances, Sarah was a straight laced, white collar professional woman in her late twenties who took pride in her appearance and always dressed professionally and appropriately at her work. Her personal life often mirrored this exterior, but since her marriage to Alex two years earlier, she had found her usually shy and reserved personality relax...
Cher washed the last of the dishes from her holiday baking project as she gazed out the window wistfully watching the newly fallen snow in the back yard. There was already about six inches of the frozen beauty on the ground from last night, and it had been snowing steadily for the past several hours. She always loved how quiet and safe the world seemed when...
The game got much more interesting when Bob's wife showed up! (This is the fourth story that I have written so far about my wife Candy as she slowly transforms from my prim and proper church going housewife to submissive exhibitionist. We both enjoy reading all of your nice comments and hope that you will enjoy this next installment.) I had just gotten the...
"Strip poker?" they said perfect unison. "Do you have a better idea?" I asked back to them. "Almost anything is a better idea," Alice replied. "What makes you think we would play strip poker with you?" "Because you are always bragging to us how good you guys are at cards," I answered. "I think it is time to prove it." But, Mike, 'STRIP' poker?" Kelly cla...
Mark and Amber had been roommates for five years. They had originally met when both were working together in a coffee shop. With little money and bills mounting they had decided to move in together to cut down on cost. Over the years they had both moved on to better jobs but continued to live together even though they could afford to live alone. They had bec...
---- Thanks for all the feedback on the previous story; it definitely gave me the motivation to write another. ---- The puff of smoke was a cliche. It was a metaphor. I just couldn't remember which one. My eyes focused on the last puff of smoke I had exhaled from my cigar. It hung in the air heavily in front of me, capturing the focus of my retinas; the ba...
My husband and I had been swinging a little here and there over the last couple of years. It wasn’t the usual swapping or any of that, mostly me with other men while he watched and masturbated. He didn’t have any desire to be with another woman and I certainly didn’t want to see him with one so we kept our fun restricted to single men and the occasional coup...
I have not submitted any stories in quite some time. I do apologize for that. Life doesn't always proceed as you would prefer. This story was written on the suggestion of a Literotica writer and award winner, Sack. I hope you enjoy my Texas Hold 'Em variation on the card game theme. Some understanding of the rules of Texas Hold 'Em would help, but it's not r...
We were cleaning up after last night's poker party when I looked over and said to my lovely wife, "You know, I am a very lucky guy." "I know that," my wife, Shelly, said as she wiped the table. Laughing, she added, "But why do you think so?" I smiled and said, "There are not many wives that would allow a man to have the guys over for poker every week, muc...