It's totally amazing how one's mind gets jumbled up when a woman is involved. For me, even after I was divorced, I continued to think about my former wife. It was as if she'd never leave the etchings of my memory bank. Nothing could dismiss the thoughts of her loving mouth, the way she's suck me and fuck me and, well, satisfy my every sexual need. There w...
I have always been a bit of a flirt I guess, and I have never been ashamed of my body, but until a few years ago, I wouldn't have described myself as an exhibitionist. It seems strange to think of it now, but there was a time when I would hardly dare to leave the house braless, let alone in a tiny mini-skirt without panties. Yet today, when I think of the hu...
This is a work of pure fiction. There is no connection to any real people or places. It is for your entertainment only and is not to be reproduced without written consent. There are a number of chapters planned for this series. I know it will be hard to categorize the content of each chapter because some chapters will contain elements of multiple categories...
Please also see my husband's story Apartment Ch. 01. * On my return home from work last week, I had a very pleasant surprise. More of a revelation really. My husband had written an erotic account of one of our sexy lunchtime rendezvous and had submitted it to Literotica! This excited me in many different ways: not only discovering he has a talent for wri...
Several months later I was working in a lab in Munich. One of the engineers assigned to work with me was Michelle. She was short, about five foot six, with a fairly good figure, not real thin, but not too fat either. She had short curly blonde hair, and from what I could tell a nice pair of breasts. One day I found myself alone in the lab with her. She was...
Surprisingly, I got a good nights sleep. It wasn't that late, the booze made it easy to go under, and I slept the whole night through. I must say, the hardon I woke up with took an inordinately long time to go down so I could empty my bladder. I kept seeing Janet bump at me in the dining room, felt her tongue in my ear, and remembered her smell. And, In all...
Part 1 Toni was sitting at her vanity, fixing her hair and make-up after getting out of the shower. She had a blind date with another man set up by the service she worked for. She thought she might have been nervous, but found that she wasn't. She knew what to expect from the man and knew his likes and dislikes, which she read in the file that she was given...
It was a beautiful, warm, Saturday morning in northern California when my wife Barbie and I decided to drive up the coast to Bodega Bay. Best known as being the location for Alfred Hitchcock’s film “The Birds,” Bodega Bay while being a haven for tourists has its own quaint charm for we locals too. On this particular day we decided to drive just north of th...
A co-worker's wife comes in at a party with her hubby. She wears light black thigh highs, open toe heels with a black glossy touch, a thin, silver ankle band around her left ankle, loosely hung black silk one-piece barely on her shoulders, with her brunette hair done up with some strands naturally falling on the back of her neckline. It is apparent she wore...
Disclaimer: If you are under 18 or otherwise legally restricted from viewing material of an erotic nature GO AWAY! If you are offended by sexually explicit material why are you here in the first place? * Another evening, I await her pleasure, knowing as always the torture that stalks my night. She swirls in, pendulous breasts swaying freely under her long...