We all have them. Some of them are locations. Some of them are activities. Some of them are done in solo while others involve people. Mine includes elements of all three. Today's happy place occurred in my house, specifically the living room. Drill down a bit deeper. On the couch in our living room. She took me to my happy place. Our relationship is symbi...
"What?!" she demanded, dumbfounded that her husband would ask something like this of her. "Look, it's just a couple of guys and they're really important to the company," her husband replied. "You could probably just give them hand jobs or something." He went back to shaving. She was sitting up in bed, mouth open in disbelief as her husband calmly got ready...
Somethin's Happenin' Here NOTE FROM AUTHOR: Here's chapter three of my very first story. I wish it were a story from my own life experiences but alas, it's all made up. This chapter is when the party really gets under way. Things are starting to heat up and the stuff that is happening is so totally out of character for someone like our conservative wife Car...
Have you ever caught a whiff of an aroma and immediately been transported to a time and place in the past? That's what happened to Monica as she was pushing her cart down the beer aisle. She never really looked at the older gentleman that passed her until she inhaled the familiar scent of his cologne, or more appropriately, her step-father's cologne. She k...
Author's Notes: I counsel patience to readers who are keen to quickly get to the juicy, "action packed" parts of my story. While I will eventually get there, my main purpose is to tell what I hope is a good story. Conversations that took place in Hindi and are recorded as such in italics, immediately followed by a translation in English. Readers familiar...
As always, comment and vote at the end. The feedback will help me decide what to put in the forthcoming chapters. "Here's the smell of the blood still. All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand." -Lady Macbeth, Macbeth Act V Scene I --- If only there was another way. If only those urges would go away, just go away. I couldn't control...
After reading feedback from a reader that they have a swap club, I was both excited and motivated to contribute our real wife swapping experience for the benefit of literotica readers, especially for the couples. The story has gone little long but I have tried to recollect each and every detail of the experience. Since I have taken special pains I would requ...
On the way home from the failed dinner, Brenna cried. "I'm so sorry, Jerome. I didn't mean to ruin the night." "You didn't ruin anything." Jerome put his hand on hers. "My darling daughter did that all by herself. She had no right to speak to you the way she did." "You could have stayed. I could have taken a bus home or something." "Not a chance. That's m...
Life slowly got back to normal after the death of my best friend. Well I had the fast growing bump to consider, and then it decided it wanted out a few months later, a week earlier than it should. Now I had calmed down since Maria had died, my swearing had been curbed, because I didn't want my kid yelling 'fuck off' as it came out! But I was bang on form in...
Previously... With their marriage on the rocks, Abby and George turn to a most unlikely source for help. Unbeknownst to George, Abby has agreed to let the incubus, Damian, and his mate, Britt, act as marriage counsellors. Little does Abby realize how unorthodox their methods are. *** The doorbell rang at six o'clock exactly. Abby was alone, George having...