Carol sat in the lobby, a glass of water shaking in her hand, desperately trying to forget the horrors she had seen. She bit her lip, trying to hold back tears. The man she saw was not the Michael she had married. It was like his soul had been emptied out; his body, a shell of the man she had loved. In his place was nothing more than a toilet; a being happy...
She heard the crunch of gravel in the driveway as he drove up. She glanced at the clock. He was right on time. No excuse to grumble at him, but she felt like grumbling. Couldn't he even give her a good reason to be in a bad mood? The door was opening. She heard him whistling a bit. He was sorting through the mail that she had left on the small table near th...
The driver back to Fabonita's house was quiet, except for when she would let out a rumbling fart. I was used to her smells by now; I even found myself enjoying them when they weren't at too close a range. "Fabonita..." I said hesitantly. "Is there any way you could take it easier on me... with my wife?" Fabonita laughed thoroughly at that, turning to smir...
Sex enthusiasts nationwide are bracing this week for eroticism's biggest annual charity event outside of April's Million Masturbator March and October's Cunnilingus Across America. This year's "Olympics of Sex", the Silver Sperm Invitational, promises to draw more than ten thousand people to the OfficeMax Arena in downtown Detroit, each of whom will pay up t...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Daniel Masters woke in his bed and thought one thing. 'Today's the day.' Rachel his wife, lay beside him. Their bed had been a little cold lately and the spark was all but out. Daniel rolled onto his side and coughed as her alarm went off. He coughed heavily as he heard her waken. "Are you ok?" Rachel asked him. "I think I'm sick, I may call Paul an...
As her son carried the last of his boxes out of the house, Claudia sighed. Her last child, her baby, was gone. The sigh was one of relief. For the past twenty-seven years, she'd been a mother. That was about it. She hadn't worked outside the home since her oldest child was born; his father had insisted she stay home and take care of the children and the ho...
Preface: This is my completely original "fanfic" story using characters from the classic story by aurelius1982. I have had multiple comments on my past stories requesting a female narration of that story, and I was a big fan of the story anyway, so I thought why not. The author of the original story, aurelius1982 already has read this story and approved my p...
To: A.M. From: "TonyZee" Subject: Re: Re: Literotica Feedback Dear A.M., I am not in the habit, because I have not had a great deal of interest, in corresponding with Literotica readers who write me—good, bad, or indifferent—about the meager stories I've contributed to the site. My intent has never been to "meet" someone through my stories—hence me pseud...
Jean looped the apron around her neck and tied it behind her waist. She wore nothing else. It covered her full breasts and her sex, naturally enough, but let her wide ass spread out below the apron strings. She couldn't wait for Scott to walk into the kitchen and see it. She knew that she was a voluptuous woman, not like tall, slender Emma, with her svelte h...