December 28 -- Day 6 "Oh, my. Good Morning to you too." Kathy said as she came down from her orgasm. I worked her up by eating her pussy as she awoke. "Good Morning," I said. "we should go work out." "Give me a few minutes," she said. She turned over and I spooned her. We went to work out about a half hour of cuddling, but I was distracted. I was enjoyin...
For better context regarding this story I'd like to recommend to you, "The Writing Convention," by Literotica writer Brittni4u. Her work should fill in some blanks for you regarding questions you might have. I would also like to warn everyone ahead of time - this story includes some fetish play, (to include watersports). Lastly I would like to take a moment...
I just got out of court. My divorce of fourteen years was over. I should have known something was up, but I worked too much to notice the small things. My son had chosen to stay with his cheating mother. I am sure he had something to do with it. He, being my neighbor. He made nearly triple what I made financially; it took both of us working to keep our hous...
Friday I got home from work and still had a few hours to kill before going to Alicia's, so I decided to call my dad. He answered the phone, but I was immediately reminded why I usually call him on Sunday mornings. It was obvious he had been drinking, but he wasn't slurring, just being talkative. I told him I was still working, and then I told him I'd met a g...
January 12 I woke up early needing to pee, finding and putting on a longer shirt so I wasn't walking around naked. That done, I took care of my business and checked the living room, finding no Donna. Peering out a window, I only saw my car parked out front, keeping the hateful cold company. Rubbing sleep out of my eyes and leaving the dead night behind, I r...
Author's note - this is the second part of a three part series. The first part, "Poster boy - a 'hole' new story" can be found in the 'exhibitionist & voyeur" section, as can the third installment "Poster boy - 2 sides to every 'hole'". My friend Ann asked me to write this for her. Ann and Ken are based on real people but the situation is fictitious. I...
The early morning light came streaming into my room on the eastern side of Natalie’s house looking like glowing tines on a large fork as it was sectioned by the Venetian blinds. From my vantage point it appeared that a very pleasant day was in store. However, my assessment of the morning and it’s portent for the day ahead was based on what little I could s...
Chapter 1 "The arrival" Katie nervously gazed out the window as she clinched her husband's hand. He felt the perspiration on her fingers as the small private jet came to a stop. They heard the door being opened and the sound of the engines cutting off as Katie squeezed his hand tighter with each counting second. Jeff tried to comfort her. "It's alright dar...
This is a stand-alone story although you may wish to read Chapter1if you are feeling randy! When the heavy breathing started to return to normal it was Linda who spoke first. "Christ, I'm f..." "Fucked?" suggested Julie. "No, I meant that I am f..." "Feeling faint?" "No, I'm f..." "Frigid?" Linda looked up at her friend in disbelief before she finall...
I don't know why she did it, but she did. Every day, at the same time, at the same place. And every time I would be there watching her. I'm talking about my neighbour and best friend's wife, Kimberley. She definitely was a beauty: tall, busty, beautiful auburn hair that hung half-way down her back. She was 24, a year younger than myself. Perfect weight, not...