June wiped a tear from her eye as she felt the arms of her husband wrap around her. Her arms, pressed between their two bodies were trapped up near her face, her hands clasped as though in prayer. She wasn't thinking about the pressure this put on her breasts, rather she was thinking about the pain in her bottom. The pain, soothed somewhat by the comfort an...
My husband, Steve, and I met in college in another state. After graduation, we moved to the small rural community where he grew up. He was popular in High School, and was dating Anne, who is now the minister of our church. When Anne's husband was killed in a car wreck, Steve was there to comfort her. Old feelings and her loss, and well, one thing led to anot...
Many thanks to Chilleywilley for editing this story The "Mole Mob" what spread fear in our small Scandinavian town was probably the best joke in those thousand years that this small town had existed. It began with an article in the local newspaper in which a man by name Rupert Albert Timmer demanded an immediate closing of the popular dance hall in town....
Light. Bright yellow light and the scent of flowers filled her available senses. Shandi swallowed dryly and blinked, jumping at the feel of another's touch, warm hands pressing something into her palm. "Good morning, Mrs. Colvin." The hands removed themselves from her, the soothing voice moving away along with them. She watched the woman move toward the wi...
My wife wanted me to drop off some old kid clothes off to a friend of hers before I went to the local bar to watch a ball game with my friends. I reluctantly agreed to take the bags to her friend whom I didn't know that well. I arrived at the her friends house it took me a minute to remember what the hell her name was now I remember it was Kelli. I rang th...
Listening to the managing director's speech about the new contract, I felt his wife press herself up against me to my right. The company had rented the bar for the night to celebrate, and we'd already been drinking for a couple of hours. As her husband talked about the deal, with his glasses reflecting the neon lights behind the bar, his wife squeezed my thi...
Molly O'Ryan stood on the dock with tears running down her pretty face. The wind whipped her long, straight, red hair. She watched her Father bartering with the fine, English gentleman. She knew full well what he was doing; he was selling his eldest daughter, a girl just turned 18, so that her brothers and sister would survive the coming winter. Times were m...
Dear readers of Literotica, After discovering my husband's penchant to write stories that would partially reflect some of our real-life experiences, I thought I would write to tell you of an experience that truly happened. My husband Simon has been a fan of Literotica for a few years now and enjoys some of the stories immensely. The Loving Wives section is...
This narrative is part of a multi-chapter story. Reading previous chapters will help the reader's understanding of each subsequent installment. As stated before, this is a sometimes slow-burn -- and yes, wordy -- story that showcases wife sharing. If this is not your thing and you still read on, any negative emotions it elicits in you is your own fault. BE...
I planned to move in with Roma when Arpi treated me harshly. It was the time when I heard her and Ali fighting. Even when Ali treated her shabbily (which I never did in our years of marriage) Arpi was all for Ali. She defended him even though I knew Ali was abusive to her. That showed how deeply she was in love with Ali and that was good enough for me to lea...