I couldn't tell you why I did it. I can barely make sense of why I found myself searching craigslist to being with. I had been anxious for what felt like as long as I could remember. But it had maybe gotten worse since I had turned 18 a few weeks before. At the very least, my decisions were getting worse. Or maybe they just felt like they had permission to...
Low lamp-posts created distinct, brightly lit circles in the parking lot of my wife's office building. But there was more shadow than light across the paved space. They really should do a better job of illuminating this lot, I thought to myself. After seventeen years together, fourteen of them as husband and wife, I knew Sandy would be a surprisingly tough t...
PS: as usual from my lawyer: names, places, incidents are all fictional and used for entertainment purposes only. Any similarity is purely coincidental and unintended ... blah blah blah, enjoy the show folks! ******************** "Fuck, Fuck, FUCK!" Adam thought franticly as he hid behind a pallet of tile clutching the department phone to his chest. The ba...
When you're a boy named Kourtney, growing up necessitates you go by a nickname merely to survive. For the first fourteen years of his life, this went well. He got by with everyone calling him by the initials of his first and middle name. When sex education began, and all his peers became hyper aware of all things sex, suddenly that went from his name to an i...
For the backstory, read the 60000 word Theo: Blood Angel of Lescatie for a story of monstergirl sex and war. https://www.literotica.com/s/theo-the-blood-angel-of-lescatie ...Another rainy day. Dark clouds are already over you. You took refuge in the woods, the rain battering the leaves of endless forests. You keep running, thinking you saw a fox. The endl...
(c) 2012 GingerM [NOTE: This was written for a friend; their characters are used with permission.] Nips pulled into the driveway, his heart pounding. Demona had said things would be arranged and he would know - and sure enough, there was Racer, in the garage. God, how does she do it? the mouse wondered. He knew Racer and Demona's... relationship, for want...
It's mid afternoon and I stand at my kitchen window watching the young man work in my garden. There are certain advantages to having a great deal of money. Indulging my hobbies is one of them. My husband is rarely home. Wife seems to be my job description. Viewed that way as much by me as my husband. Somewhere around year two, when I complained of missing hi...
The story below is entirely fictional, any resemblance with real persons or places is a coincidence. I would like to thank Dawn for editing my story and her time and effort invested in me. If you like this story and the others, please leave a comment! My getaway with Roxann had started off in a wonderful way, and we hadn't even gotten to our room yet...
Much has been written about purposefully setting up the wife or girlfriend to be voyeured so that the husband/boyfriend gets a rush, not to mention those lucky enough to see her. But what about saying nothing when she is ALREADY unknowingly displaying her goodies, with no intentional set-up on the part of anyone? That amounts to the same thing, but, for me...
My friends John and Libby invited me to opening night of a play. They lived in a small, historic town about 25 miles from me, called Cadiz. Their little town has revived itself as an artists' enclave, featuring artists of all media, musicians, thespians even buskers. There was always some event in their town. This was a rare summer theatrical opening. It w...