George and Jasmine had been married for twenty-five years. They had married young and had a loving marriage. But after having sex with the same person for twenty-five years, well it got dull. It was the same old thing, go to bed, have sex the same old way, go to sleep. While it felt nice, George and Jasmine had fallen into a rut. They had had a really hot se...
On Saturday evening, George took me away for the evening to a fantasy theme hotel about an hour’s drive from our house. We left around 6pm and stopped at a Buffet restaurant for dinner. We then walked around the mall until closing. George then suggested to head to the hotel (which was right around the corner). We got to the hotel and George checked us in....
Chelsea sipped her wine and watched as George chatted with the older businessmen. He had worn the gray suit with the red tie. It was a silk tie and Chelsea knew that it was fine silk. She had tugged on it gently to tease him. She loved how sharp and dignified he looked. His silver hair was styled and his large hands were freshly manicured. He was laughing an...
George Harris was a local building contractor and had been in business for a number of years. Working on the southern California coast, there were no real seasons and the work was always steady. As a small builder, he worked closely with customers, and more often than not, they became friends when the work was done. At forty years of age, George's life rev...
My name is Teresa Dawson and I am an alcoholic. My alcoholism made it easy for me to be seduced into a sleazy relationship with my husband's boss, who used me as his personal whore and all-around slut, to the point where I let him pass me around to his friends, until my husband found out about it. We aren't divorced yet, but it's pending, and I think we'v...
Midday, a blinding white sphere hung in the center of a blue film of sky. Two stalwart figures slowly made their way along the beach. No breeze lightened their efforts. Nothing but a level of hot baking air that settled poisonously above the sand and burned the very air in their nostrils. They stopped for some moments and looked at each other as they leant o...
Finally, a chance to catch Sam alone. George had been waiting three weeks since his last encounter with the hot 18 year old living downstairs, and some nights he imagined he could still taste her pussy on his lips. Then again, other nights, he ended up convincing himself that the two of them had not really gone down on each other on two separate occasions. T...
Episode 7 – The MMF George was about to depart the next day on his trip to the east coast, he had finished packing, and was checking his emails for any last minute items. Since his wife was fast asleep, he decided to check his private account to see if Diane had got his message that he was traveling to her area. Diane and he had been chatting on Literotica...
George's pager went off at 2:30 a.m. Sunday morning, waking him from a particularly good dream in which he was watching his wife Jenny go down on Sam, the girl who had been living with them for a semester now. The dream was quite vivid since he had witnessed that exact scene only hours before. Smiling to himself at his good fortune, it was with a surprisingl...
George was alone after his guests departed. He busied himself moving in and setting up. He found the set of sheets Paul Moore supplied and made the bed in the master bedroom. On the second floor he started to set up one of the rooms as an office and put his computer in that room. George made a list of more items that he needed and went on Amazon and started...