Which of the six envelopes did she end up choosing? Well, I'll tell you; it was number three, the 'Fantasy Lover' one. It wasn't number one that made good use of her nurse's skill at knots by tying me naked to a chair while she pleasured herself with her favourite 'thruster' vibrator in front of me to allow her an uninterrupted view of my 'discomfort'. Nor w...
I had always loved quickies. Maybe it was the suspense of the ride, the passion of the love-making, or the threat of getting caught, but either way, they really turned me on. My wife was into them, "when the time is right" she says, but mostly likes to get off before falling sleep. Every so often though, she gets a fire in her eye that means one thing......
Dear reader, This story is my first submission to Literotica. As many great writers have said before, write what you know. With that in mind, this story is highly autobiographical, although it borrows heavily from both fact and fantasy. While I welcome your comments, inputs, and suggestions for future stories, please treat this with the courtesy that you wo...
David cursed under his breath as he saw the time. He would need to be getting dressed soon, if he wanted to be on time. Slowly, dragging out the eventual time of departure, he finished up the work on his desk. At 40, David was the epitome of the successful businessman. He was the youngest vice president at the largest bank in the city. He had been frugal wi...
This is the second of a series concerning Rick, who owns a restaurant and lives in a flat above. Rick is known for a very thick 9-inch dick and represent my real/fantasy self. Please read the first episode if you have concerns about literary consistency or Rick's history. If you are interested in sex, you can start here. Do not read this work if explicit sex...
The final story. Sorry. It has taken me a long time, for a variety of reasons, to write this. Some simple, some a bit more complicated. Essentially this story is the biggest "thing" in our family, at least if you were to look from outside. In reality the issue never crops up, neither of us ever really think about or talk about it, and hardly anyone knows. T...
Usually, Marc rode his bicycle for exercise―hard. It was the the one kind of fitness he did outside the gym. On this lazy Saturday afternoon, things were different. He pedaled apathetically through the August sun, which beat down through a sky of sparse cirrus clouds. It was almost a month since his girlfriend had left him for a lawyer. True, their relations...
Mine is not the typical story you would expect here. I am not some innocent housewife corrupted by big black cock. That corruption happened long ago; when I was a freshman in college. Since that time, I have had nothing else. Admittedly most of that big black cock belongs to my husband of over a dozen years. DeShawn is everything you would imagine a stereo...
Love story It was way more than just lust, but it was done so well, and kept so quiet, that it was hard to call it a passionate affair. Upon reflection, though, it was definitely a deep love, the kind where two souls touch and wrap themselves around each other like grapevines on a fence. It was the kind of love I've always wanted, and thought I had, with...
Hi guys, we found this one and dusted it off, I may be wrong, but I believe it's the first story we ever wrote, several years ago. As always, feel free to read our other stories, we love messages and feedback. thanks, j&j :) My man is perpetually horny. It's not a problem, but he does keep me guessing. As we've been married for a while now, we have ma...