Mouche is a character who appears frequently in my BDSM stories. Readers there seem to be fond of her, and some have asked me about her background. I've been reluctant to write about that, though, for several reasons: first, her story is rather somber compared to what I usually write; second, most BDSM readers aren't terribly fond of her kink (coprophagia);...
I sincerely hope you like my second contribution to "Loving Wives". Whereas my first submission was based on my life, and was about 90% factual with the names changed to protect the innocent and the guilty, "Please Understand Me" is 100% fiction. No genitals were harmed writing this story. I just wanted to break the template of: "I came home early because __...
My girlfriend, Emily, is utterly the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me, and that's quite the understatement. I have loved a few women before in my thirty-eight years, but not one of them can even come close. We often get asked why we haven't married yet. We have been together for over three years and have lived together for two of those. It's...
This my first attempt at writing fiction -- on Literotica or anywhere else. Your voting and/or comments will determine if I ever try this again. I had thought about passing this story idea along to FTDS; I have done that before. He must get many more suggestions than he can possibly handle, and, because I have mental snapshots of several things I see happeni...
My wife, Kami, recently had an uncle pass away that left her, as the only surviving relative, his entire estate which included a one-hundred-and-thirty-acre weekend property about ninety minutes from our home in Houston. Her uncle had fixed it up nicely so that it had a mixture of woods and open pasture, and he had built a three-bedroom house, complete with...
He hadn't always been Guy #4. Once, his name was Mark Ivers, an attractive sophomore at Duke University with dark hair and gray eyes. A scholarship student, unlike so many of the rich kids there. He had friends. He was dating a girl named Julie. Julie Rothner. Julie wasn't a scholarship student. Her dad owned several businesses and most of the town where sh...
Philp Johnson Chapter One His first reaction was anger. Damn it he'd served his time on a jury why was he being called again? Then when he thought about it more he realized it had been over two years ago and his very first time was a murder trial that seemed to go on forever. There was however, still a chance his number wouldn't be called from the large...
My life was just about perfect. James was a devoted, loving father for my three children by Don. He doted on my twin daughters, Jennifer and Janelle especially, and they adored him in return. Though I was their mother, I sometimes envied the way in which he brought them so close to him. And I was glad that he had such a natural capacity for parenting, especi...
"Pleez...por favor...pretty pleez...fuck me..." I looked up at her with tears in my eyes, pleading to be penetrated. I didn't have to beg...nothing in the world would have stopped Lola from spraying her seed deep inside my ass...but I know it's what they wanted to hear. I regretted it immediately...well almost immediately...nothing can take away from the pur...
Isaac Brown heard the rustling of the brush before he saw who was responsible for invading his territory. His primitive campsite had gone unnoticed in the two days since he arrived in this rural back-country location. Even the occasional canoeists had not noticed his little pup tent set up just off the shore of Cincinnati Creek in Central New York. Isaac gr...