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Vikki 's New Job Ch. 01

by wendyetmark on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

For years I had always had the fantasy of seeing my wife Vikki with another guy. It started as a fantasy of having another guy join us for a threesome – the thought of seeing someone else's dick in her mouth whilst I fucked her often sending me over the edge. Or somebody fucking her whilst she sucked me off. In fact, it didn't matter what position either of...

A Wife Caught with a Secret

by CloseEncounters on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Gerald was happy to be home. He confided in me, his best friend that, it was very hard to return to his apartment as it still contained some really bad memories that lingered there. The apartment was where he and his wife were living when they separated and eventually divorced. Due to a lease agreement he was unable to break, he couldn't move elsewhere so...

After the Reunion Ch. 06

by robertl on Jun 5, 2018
Loving Wives

The next morning we packed our things and headed toward Virginia City. We had to set the navigation system since none of us had been there and didn't know the way through Reno to get there. About fifteen miles out of town the highway started up the mountain out of the valley. It isn't a gentle slope like the trip to Lake Tahoe had been; it's steep, rocky and...

Husband's Plaything

by ryanfromtoronto on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Sarah and John had a typical marriage. Both average in every way. Average household income, average three bedroom house in the average suburban neighborhood of the average American city. And now, done raising their average three children and putting them through college. John, at six-two and two-hundred and ten pounds, still somewhat in shape at forty-seven,...

Friday Night At The Alhanbra

by Just Plain Bob on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

It was Friday night at the Alhambra Lounge. There was a large crowd and everyone was having a good time. The joint was jumping as some might say. Even though I was sitting at the bar with a vodka tonic in my hand I wasn't there to drink and dance. I was there to do something ill-advised and I fully expected to get in trouble because of it. Trouble that could...

Free Ch. 01

by javmor79 on Dec 23, 2019
Loving Wives

Author's note: I believe there was either problem with my email or a problem with Literotica's messaging system. A few months ago, I started getting comments; like a lot of them. Looking at the dates, I noticed that they were old comments, but they were just getting to me. Many of them were as old as 2016. There was one comment sent by a person who wante...

Serving my Wife and Her BBC Master

by Wifesboy on Nov 26, 2018
BDSM

The only way I can be with my wife is if I accept and obey her BBC Master. If you are thinking that you are not into gay sex, let me ask you to stop for a moment and think about this. I worship black cock out of respect, not because I am gay. My wife worships black cock, too. In fact, if it wasn't for her, I never would have experienced the incredible heat...

Transformation Ch. 03

by NancysboyBill on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 3 A New Wrinkle This is part of a series of events that my wife/mistress has told me to relate in the hopes of improving other couples lives. I would suggest reading them all (in order preferably) to get a clear picture of our female led marriage. A FLM does not have to include the delivery of pain or other kinks that some people object to (I do not...

Natalie Succumbs Further

by natalieukcd on Oct 19, 2020
Transgender & Crossdressers

It had been a couple of days since my last session with Lewis and i had cheated... i had to cum in that time, so i had masturbated. I loved it because my thoughts were about him using me as a surrogate female. However, as soon as i had orgasmed, i regretted it: the male me reasserted himself and i had a wave of revulsion at myself. Typical! I stared down at...

Crossing the Boundary

by cosmof on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

"You don't need the bra," I said to my wife, Lisa. She looked up at me, almost pleading. "Please, Brian." She was getting ready for an evening I had been imagining for years. "You don't need it," I repeated. Lisa looked down, defeated, at the bra in her hands and put it back into her suitcase. As she bent over, her breasts hung down and jiggled, and her b...