To Jews, Christians and Muslims, all one has to do is sincerely ask God for forgiveness and the one known as God, Yahweh, Allah and The Most High shall grant it. The entire world can't be wrong on something of that magnitude, can they? I wish I could believe that with time anything can be forgiven. Even something like me. I wish. Since I can't be sure of tha...
Forgive me for penning this confession, but I wish to share my recent experience with other women who find themselves to have been in a similar situation. My name is Andrea; and the situation to which I refer to is: being married with two kids, and most importantly - their husband being the only man they have ever slept with. I found myself married at twen...
Life is filled with routines, habits, ruts and some come to us so slowly we don't even notice until they are so well established they aren't ruts anymore but ravines. Some people get up every day, do their rituals without conscious thought and find themselves getting into bed at the end of another day without having been present to the day that's ending. On...
~~ Overture - Seduction ~~ A hug, a loving glance, a tender kiss; I run my fingers through her hair as our lips press together. Her breathing quickens as my lips work down her neck. She sighs as I nibble gently on her earlobe. We kiss again, this time with increasing passion; her teeth tugging lightly on my bottom lip. Her fingers begin to unbutton my shir...
Unemployment sucks. It's been sucking for damn near a year now, and my benifits are about to run out. That's the only reason I'm even going to this interview. The job itself is worthless. I'm a CPA ferchrissake. I arrive on time at Midland MicroAssembly inc. Personelle escorts me immediately to the CEO's office suite. The secretary has luscious pouty lips...
Jackie was my landlord. I moved into the two story unit next to hers a week after she bought the duplex. She was a very nice woman who had only hang up. Her age. Jackie was forty five but looked thirty. She told people she was thirty two and no one ever questioned her. She had three kids but she would not allow them to call her mother. Jackie did not wan...
Dear Jack, It was really difficult for me to post this letter on 'Literotica' knowing how publicly humiliated I might be, but I have done it out of my devotion to you. I know you won't care either; I mean most women get flowers or chocolates when their ex turns up on their doorstep after ten years. What did I get; you hammering on my door at six in the mo...
I've never felt so lost, so vulnerable as when I watched my home burn to the ground, becoming a distorted mass of melted metal and pitch black ashes. I watched as my memories went to the winds one by one, my irreplaceable diaries, photo albums, and even my half-finished book, taken and cast aside carelessly by the unmerciful flames. The careful planning of t...
This is the last chapter in a true story that happened to me about five years ago. I was 49 years old at the time going on the urges of a 30 old male. My wife had died in a car crash about eighteen months previous to this story. (Names have been changed to prevent any problems with the real life people) * * * * * Friday was the last day that we were to be...
A little history... When I was 18, I saw an older man, must have been in his forties, fuck my sister, who was nineteen. I came home from school early one day and there they were, in the living room, going at it. Ellen, that was her name, made me promise not to tell our parents. I promised and we never spoke of it again. I did however, think about it, on...