After my divorce I lived with my son until he asked me if his friend Carl could move in temporarily. Carl's parents were getting divorced and it was a difficult time for a young man in his early twenties. Carl moved into the spare room, rent free, and mostly it worked fine. I would come in from work and make tea for us all and then wash up whilst the boys p...
Hopefully this follow-up to, Jill Finally Gets What She Needed posted August 31, 2010 on Literotica.com is a tribute to its author gasman69, Dan and Jill. * Getting to see his wife flash other men or unable to resist sex with a better hung man seemed hopeless until Dan returned sooner than Jill expected from a business trip. Dan saw her peeking through the...
That's what it's come down to. Everything my husband does, every task he under takes has a direct correlation to making me happy. It's wonderful. He basically lives to satisfy my exulted status as a woman. I need not wonder what its like to have a slave that loves me unconditionally, that has indeed become my reality. It's kind of funny how it all started q...
In earlier stories I told how Mark's wife, Eileen, would jokingly accuse him of having a rubber boot fetish, which he now confesses that he does. After some time it was revealed that she also had such a fetish and enjoyed wearing her wellies as well. It's now that time of year when the holidays are upon us and one of the chores many of us must do is go shopp...
I lived an ordinary life as a married mum and doing accounts for a small family business until my husband Richard was promoted. This meant we had to move South but the job came with a house and was close to my parents for baby sitting. An additional perk for Richard was membership of the golf club. The new house was on the outskirts of a village next door...
It's hard to describe your emotions while watching your husband eat another woman's pussy. Anger, lust, jealousy, humiliation, excitement, arousal, embarrassment. All of these and more. I was kneeling on the other woman's bed in my bra and panties as she laid spread eagled on her back with Troy, my husband, burying his face in her snatch. And I was a bit jea...
I am writing this to confess that I, or should I say we, have a secret life. I am a foot fetish mistress. Oh, by the way, I am married. My husband agreed to my part time career because of two things: I charge $250 per hour, and I agreed to tell him the stories after they happened while he plays with my feet and pleasures himself. It's his biggest turn on. W...
This story is part true but if chapters progress, it will evolve to include pure fantasy. It is about a husband and wife married for several years. The sex at the beginning is rare and boring for both. It will include many kinks but is starting out as wife humiliating a husband, denying him intercourse, and long nails. It can go a lot of places from here bec...
As I do every other Thursday, I was at my friend Lois's place to get my nails done. Manicure and pedicure. Yes, the same Lois that got it on with my husband Walter. Much to her and Walter's pleasure. Lois runs her one person manicure business out of her apartment. Which while probably not legal does afford her the opportunity to keep all the money she makes...
This one's a quickie written in response to a request -- you know who you are and I hope it presses all the right buttons! Bess x * Dave stepped back to admire his reflection in the full length mirror on the back of the wardrobe door. "Not bad," he nodded approvingly as he scrutinised his naked torso, "not bad at all." He stroked his downy chest, sucked...