"Jonnnn. I'm... feeling lonely," she purred quietly. Despite her efforts, I heard her little message and gave Jon a knowing look. My wife Julie smirked too. Cara was clearly not aware that we knew what this "code" of hers meant: she was horny. In the past, this little phrase resulted in Jon's swift disappearance from our voice chat server to take care of h...
The events described herein immediately follow the end of my previous story, "Cunnilingus Challenge," in which I was blindfolded and tied to the four posts of our king-size bed, where I correctly identified my wife and her two best friends as they took turns riding my face to orgasm. Technically, the challenge ended with my perfect score after the first rou...
This story is based upon a photo series, "The Bet", by Italian photographer, Andrea James Bramley, who recently signed up on Literotica under user name BramleyAppleTheForbiddenFruit. I write this with the permission of both he and the model featured in "The Bet", and with his collaboration. He especially helps with some of the Italian phrasing, which I don't...
As mentioned by a comment from a reader about my first story that person believed that the story Navy Blues is racist bullshit. Further from the truth could that be. I abhor racism. I was raised in a mixed race family. My stepdad taught me to believe that I should look into a person's eyes and locate that person's heart. If I cannot see the heart, then move...
This is a multi part story. I do not know how many parts yet, all I know is that if they are enjoyed, then I will keep writing them. Also keep in mind this is all fake. If you do not like the type of stories where husbands and wives cheat or swing please do not read any further and please do not leave any lame comments about how I am a weak person for thinki...
We had been drinking for a few hours at our annual summer fling and the guest were beginning to leave. Another year at our house with close friends spending time together talking about life, our careers and families. This year was a rather special occasion because on that night we had another reason to celebrate, my wife Caprice had turned 21 years of age....
This is a work of fiction and none of the characters are real. This is satire and humor and in no way is directed to the constructive criticism that we all appreciate Thank you. * There he was at his computer, criticizing away, it is what he does; but he has no imagination and has no idea what a fantasy is. "Look at this! He is fucking her from behind! Tha...
Alcohol! This was the trigger that started the cascade of my marriage destruction. Not excessive drinking by me—Kenneth J. (for Jerome) Hart, 6' 6" tall—or my 5' tall brunette wife, Miola. No, nothing alcoholic crossed my lips that night. It's just that I can't drink, and she knew it. Somehow, I'm missing a gene or something, because one beer, or small glas...
Dean and his three friends confess their secret, sexual fetishes to Kim in exchange for sex. Having already opened Pandora's Box, every weekend Dean's three, horny friends, Bob, Jim, and Michael visited, not so much to visit with Dean but rather to spend time with his sexy wife, Kim. Having already seen her without her clothes for an extensive amount of tim...
The Bet – Fantasy Realized Just before Christmas, my wife and I made a bet during a discussion we were having. I should have known when we were betting about who had performed in a particular film, but I was sure... The terms of the bet were that the loser would have to be the "slave" to the other for the next two weeks. We looked up the answer, and of cour...