Note -- this follows immediately after the end of chapter three, The Blackmailers Fall. I was just going to let the story end there -- but then I realized that this story could end in a variety of ways after chapter three. The previous chapters were other alternate endings -- this is what I like to think of as the likely ending. * Donna seeks out Robert a...
MOSKVA, PRESENT DAY. "Winter becomes Mother Russia," Dominika Nedel'ka Patroph mutters to herself. Her brandy-toned eyes stare out the trolley's ice-incrusted window at the fur-wrapped Muscovites trudging along the snowy street. She glances down at the evening's duty assignment sheet in her gloved hand. "Infiltrate a formal business gathering and sniff out...
This is the story of my wife's first ever "gang-bang". It was a Saturday night, so we went to our favorite playground, the TSC Club, (Tennessee Social Club), in Nashville, TN. It's a swing club and we LOVE to go there, meet people, play, and of course have great sex after a night of "grab-ass" building up to the "main event". That night was a pretty typical...
(A special thanks to Barney R for his wonderful editing) Funnily enough, Brenda's death was to become the turning moment of his life. He returned home to find a letter waiting for him. The serial production guys had accepted his story and they wanted his continued association during the making of the serial so as to ensure that they got the feel of the st...
It was something I resisted admitting to myself at first, but the more Heather didn't want to do something, the more I pushed her into it. As soon as I found out she liked to be called a slut but not a whore, I started calling her a whore until she was so used to it that she would call herself a whore. When I found out she didn't like black men, I pushed int...
He looked down at his watch and it was 4:45pm. Fifteen more minutes until he got to leave the office for a 3 day weekend. His wife and kids were planning a quiet weekend of grilling and just hanging out and he was totally looking forward to just relaxing. Just then there was a notification on his phone - a text message. "Hey sexy, I know you are free, tonig...
I was getting ready for work when I found the few printed pages on the kitchen table obviously left earlier by my husband John before he left for work. I took a few minutes to read the story of a wife being lured into an interracial sexual encounter by her husband. The similarities with me were too close to be accidental. While not expected, I wasn't totally...
Tom was waiting for Denise in the hotel lobby. He stood and smiled as the doors slid open and she came inside. He looked approvingly at her in her tight jeans and crushed silk top. He wasn't the only man paying close attention. She smiled warmly as their eyes met. "Hi." he said as he reached for the backpack she was carrying. "Hi." she replied with a gigg...
This is a cuckolding story. I wrote it a year or two ago with the help of another Lit contributor. I want to thank her for her help. ***** I am Nigel and have been married to Susan for 5 years. She is a beautiful 26 year old and I am ten years older. I sometimes think that Susan would like me to have a stronger personality but we get on well, hardly ever h...
This story is dedicated to the memory of Dawn. Saturday. I woke up early as usual, about 5am, & saw Dawn's smooth back curled up at my side as she slept deeply. I slipped out of the huge bed and into the shower, and what an impressive shower it was with hot pulsing jets hitting me from front & back. The hotel staff had left my wash kit all set out from m...